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It was a beautiful morning in Athens, Greece, a place where people have worshipped the Greek gods for decades and centuries where the world was inhabited by powerful gods, strange and terrifying monsters, and amazing legends. But, now in the modern era, things have changed, yet, people still pray to the gods for protection and help.

At a hotel, all the way up at the penthouse, lived two famous furs who have made their flagship gay strip club, "The Minotaur's Maze" the most popular club in the world. And, in the penthouse lived, former supermodel now club tycoon, Roscoe Roberts, the doberman and his beautiful, twink siamese cat husband, Roxas Roberts. The two had known each other since kindgergarten and had been the best of friends since they were 3. Sure they had their ups and downs, arguments, fights and nearly lost each other due to a misunderstanding, they still stayed together no matter what. And it was until high school, that Roscoe finally asked Roxas to be his boy. Roxas said yes, the two then really hit it off.

At 21, they finally tied the knot, married. And, they are the owners of some of the hottest gay clubs in the world, ranging from Greece, Egypt, Africa, Romania, Texas, to anywhere. The sun had finally shined through their curtains, making Roxas' creamy white fur shine. The cat fluttered his bright icy blue eyes open and yawns cutely, showing those little fangs of his. The siamese gently stretched his slender body out until he found some strong arms wrap his waist up, holding him protectively, making him giggle. Turning his head, Roxas found his husband holding the smaller male close to his buff chest. To some, Roscoe looked intimidating, and not to be messed with, but for Roxas, the doberman was a big softie, especially to their employees, not to mention Roxas' big goofball of a husband.

The cat giggled, slowly wriggling out of his hubbies hold, since Roxas was smaller and more slender than Roscoe, the feline was able to slide out of his dobie's hold. The cat's creamy white furred body now revealed while he had on a pair of black boxer briefs with white stars all over them. He smiled at seeing his mate all asleep, it made Roscoe look cute. The cat smirked as he slowly unsheathed a claw and teasingly roamed that claw down the dobermans chest, those washboard six-pack abs and down to his 'Jursace' brand jockstrap.

The cat was a tease when it came to Roscoe, just as his claw neared the waistband, a big strong paw gently gripped his wrist making Roxas eep in surprise, Roscoe was now wide awake and smirking at his husband. "Thought you could wake me up with a grope could ya, you naughty little kitten. Hehe, keep acting up like that, and daddy might spank ya." Roscoe said in a gruff voice making Roxas blush. When the two had sex, Roxas loved calling Roscoe, Daddy, it really aroused Roscoe so, they put Roxas' daddy kink to use when they fuck.

Roxas squeaked as Roscoe playfully pinned his husband to his back, by sitting on the siamese's smaller legs and belly. The doberman smirked as he playfully pinches Roxas' dusty pink nipples making the cat whine and mewl lightly. "C-C-C'mon Roscoe! Please! I-It's early morning!" Roxas squealed. Roscoe smirked, he loved playfully torturing his kitty and lets him go. Roxas playfully glared at his mate but giggled as Roscoe picked him bridal style and settled the cat on his back, "You're right babe, for now, its time for a shower." Roscoe chuckled, knowing how much his kitten loved to shower with him. Sure sometimes they showered separately, but they mostly showered together.

Ever since Roscoe and Roxas got married, they were inseparable and happy as can be. They entered their penthouse shower, slide their underwear off, and Roxas turned the knob on, stepping in first. Purring happily as the warm water hits his body. He wasted no time washing his hair, body and of course his tail, it didn't take long for his nubby tailed partner to join him, as soon as Roscoe stepped in, the dobies phone vibrated, making Roxas' ears perk up straight. "What is it Ross?" He asked his husband. The dobie turned to his phone, his amber gold eyes widen in surprise as he reads it. "Mack Hall's Fashion Show is headlining at Madison Square garden next Monday!" gasped Roscoe. Roxas' eyes widen as well and turned to his husband.

"Get the fuck out of here babe! No way, Mack Hall?!" Roxas asked in shock. Mack Hall was a former underwear model, turned supermodel like Roscoe. Mack's career was an amazing one, sure the lion had a lot going for him but, Mack retired at 35. The public was disappointed at hearing Mack retiring, but thankfully, the lion returned to be a fashion icon, now owning Hall Industries, which host some of the biggest fashion shows in the world. Mack was a good friend of Roscoe and Roxas, one of their regular customer and patron in their club "Anubis' Tomb" in Egypt and 'Cowboy Tavern' in Texas, they also knew Mack back in highschool when they were juniors and Mack was a senior. They hadn't heard from Mack until they met him in Texas. "This is awesome Ross! Madison Square Garden could be the biggest gig Mack's fashion show is holding! And, a lot of people are gonna be there!" Roxas said. Roscoe chuckles and nods, his hubby was a serious fan of Mack's clothes, considering most of his, Roxas, and their clubs clothes were a big sponsor for Mack's business.

"And think of it Rox, if this fashion show is a success, it could give Mack's business big bucks, and since our clubs sponsor his clothes, it could also be a big break for us!" Roscoe said. Roxas nods excitedly, this could mean that their clubs could gain more and more guests, patrons and ring in more money for people wanting to have a good time. "Let's get Steffano, get to MSG, meet Mack, and get this squared off!" Roxas said excitedly.

After their shower, the couple met up with their very first employee and good friend Steffano Hudson. The t-rex was also absolutely excited. The three boarded their private jet. After texting, Drew, Vincent, AJ, and Diesel about the show, they eagerly texting him back saying they'll be at the show next week. Roscoe was clad in his slate gray tanktop, slender aviator sunglasses, and ripped blue jeans with his Jursace leather jacket. Roxas clad in his marble colored vest, white dress-shirt, red necktie and grey dresspants as well as having sunglasses of his own while Steffano had his own black vest and jean shorts. The three were sitting in their jet patiently as they finally landed.

Stepping out of the plane, the three boarded their limo and were taken straight to Madison Square Garden. Roxas then saw it and held his paw, "Driver, this it! Alright boys, this could be our biggest deal yet, so we can blow it." Roxas said. His hubby and friend nod in agreement.

"Yeah, if this blows, we could lose our sponsorship, and maybe all our money!" Steffano said. Roscoe smiled and wrapped his arms around his boys shoulders, kissing their cheeks softly, "Relax guys. Nothing bads gonna happen. Let's just stay calm, and everything will be fine." Roscoe promised. They were dropped off and the males entered the garden. They saw Mack talking to one of the models, "Now now Cory, you look gorgeous, and don't worry, you'll look absolutely great when the cameras turn to you." The lion calmed a caribou who looked nervous. The 35 year old lion clad in a black suit but with no undershirt or tie. The lion definitely now had a dad bod with a few hairs on his chest while his mane was untamed and flowing like any lion would have it. He then patted the caribou on the butt, "Now go on buddy and return to the dressing room to get measured." He called turning to Roscoe, Roxas and Steffano, smiling happily.

"Roscoe, Roxas, nice to see ya again." Air-kissing the doberman and siamese. The two happily returned the air-kisses. "And, who's this stud?" Mack teased looking at Steffano, who smirked playfully at the lion. "I'm Steffano Hudson. Roscoe and Roxas' friend, and first employee. I'm their bartender and their stripper." The dino explained. Mack smiles and nods, turning to his old friends. "So, Mack, why you called us here?" Roxas asked as they walked around the stage.

"Well, i called you here because I want you guys to once again sponsor my show. And, i want you guys to also watch the show. You, and your friends, and any of your employees are all invited to this, sitting front row." Mack explained, hearing everything made the guys smile excitedly. But Mack continued, "But, I also want you guys, to sing, since i heard you also have musical talent at your clubs and, dance as well." Mack smirked.

"Well, we can do that. Besides, it'll be good to sing at this amazing event." Roxas smiled happily. "But, the main reason i called you here, is because of you, Roscoe." Mack said, turning to the doberman, who looked confused. He was the main reason? "What do you mean Mack?" He asked the lion. Mack smiled as he sat down on a chair and drank some wine. "Roscoe, not only do i want you to sing and dance in the show, I...want you to also model in the show." At that, everything came to a stop as Roxas paled while Steffano's eyes widen. Roscoe was stunned, him...modelling again after what happened. "M-Me? Model in the show?" Roscoe asked. Roxas shook his head and glared, "I'm sorry Mack. But absolutely not. After what happened to Roscoe, I am not letting my dobie back in the spotlight." Roxas growled.

What Roxas was referring to...was an accidental drug overdose death that nearly Roscoe. Roscoe had started his modelling career at 18 and became one of the youngest models to ever hit the scene, Roxas was his manager while being his boyfriend at the time, but after high criticism, bullies, and pressure and to add that Roscoe's father passed away, Roscoe felt his life slip away after he turned to drugs. The doberman had taken heroin and cocaine shots daily. Roscoe nearly died when he accidentally overdosed on heroine, passed out in his bedroom. But, luckily, Roxas and his mother were there to help him to the hospital. Thanks to medical care, and rehabilitation, Roscoe was back on his feet. Roscoe left modelling after he finished rehab and Roxas declared that Roscoe will stay never return to modelling after what happened. "Look, Rox, I know what happened, Roscoe's overdose was on the news that day. And i understand that you wanna protect your husband, but all these guys look up to Roscoe and they wanted to be like him. Roxas, all i'm asking is that, can Roscoe return to modelling just this one time and be in the show?" Mack pleaded.

"I'm sorry Mack, but I'm not letting my Roscoe near the modelling spotlight, ever again. I'll be damned if I ever let my husband near drugs again!" Roxas argued. Roscoe then held his paw up, "That's enough Roxas." Roscoe ordered, making Roxas gasp. Steffano gently put a paw on Roxas' shoulder, silently nodding to him, Roxas gently became quiet as his husband spoke. "Mack, I know what happened was a big scare, but I'll be honest with you. I have thought of returning to modelling because, i realized after my overdose, I let the people and my fathers death get to me. I never took a step back to realize I let everyone get the best of me. Now, it's time I face my demons, and return to the world that made me, who i am now. I'll be in the show." Roscoe said firmly, making Roxas' eyes widen. "B-But Rosc-" Roxas protested but Roscoe gently held his paw, the feline bit his lip and nodded. "We'll talk later Roxas..anywho, I'll be here early Monday morning." Roscoe told Mack, who smiled. "Awesome! See you here Monday morning Roscoe."

The trio returned to the hotel next morning and, boy, Roxas was mad. He turned to his husband, glaring at him. "Have you lost your fricking mind Roscoe?! Don't you remember what modelling did to you 3 years ago?! You nearly died due to a fucking overdose!" Roxas screamed. Roscoe just watched his husband with a surprised look, these were the rare times Roxas ever gotten angry. But, not this angry. "To top it off, you thought turning to heroine was a good idea! But, it wasn't! Then, your father died! And, to make matters worse, you did more drugs, you let yourself go! Never talked to me, didn't think of how your mother felt after your father died! You ignored the world and instead focused on getting high off your ass! And, what did that do?! It nearly killed you! And now, what are you gonna do when the show's over?! Return to drugs and listen to the hate-!" Roxas ranted but was cut off when he felt his husbands lips on his own. Roxas' anger was now calmed down as he lets his husband kiss him.

Roscoe then gently wiped a tear away from Roxas' eye. It didn't take a minute for Roscoe to hear his kitten cry. Roscoe closed his eyes and gently shhh'd his husband gently, pulling him to his lap and rocked him, "Shhh, easy Roxy. It's okay baby, daddy's here." Roscoe comforted, kissing his husbands cheeks gently, letting Roxas cry against his chest. Roscoe comforted Roxas for a few minutes until he heard his kitten hiccup gently. "You all calm now honey?" Roscoe asked his mate, who shakily nodded, hiccuping softly. Roscoe smiled and gently pressed his forehead against his kittens and nuzzled him. "I know you care about me and love me deeply, but I need to face my demons, and, I can't let the hurtful comments and how my feelings of my fathers death get to me this time. I hid these emotions fit too long Rox, and its time I face them head on." Roscoe said.

Roxas sniffled and mewled gently as he hugged his husband tightly, "I-It's just that, i don't wanna lose you. You mean everything to me Ross, and I love you. When you nearly died, I was scared to death, I felt like i nearly lost you. I can't let that happen again." Roxas whimpered. The dobie smiled and gently kissed his kittens head, "You won't babe. I promise, i learned my lesson when i left rehab, and I never took any drugs since that day. I want you to be there for me, and, I want all of your support. Can you promise me that you'll be there for me Roxy?" Roscoe asked.

Roxas looked into his husbands eyes and gently felt his heart, he could tell that his dobie meant everything and sensed the genuine promise his hubbies eyes had. Roxas gently smiled a tearful smile and nods. "I-I promise babe." He said, gently intertwining their pinkies together. Roscoe smiled and kissed his kittens lips gently, Roxas returning the kiss sweetly as the cat held his arms around Roscoe's neck while the dobie held his kittens waist. The two then snuggled up in bed together, stripping down to their skivvies, deciding to take a nap before work.

Early Monday morning came, and Roscoe was now on his way to New York. He gently gave his Roxy's palm a sweet kiss and walked out to the jet. By mid-afternoon, he arrived in New York and walked into the Garden. Mack smiled as all the models were getting dressed, along with being decorated in glitter, straps, harnesses, even some of the cervine male models had their antlers decorated with strings, ornaments, and streamers. "Right on schedule Ross! And, the place is starting to get packed, and, you'll be first to go, alright, get dressed, get make up on, and as soon as I finish my speech, you're up first, no pressure." Mack said as he gets Roscoe to his dressing room.

The doberman sat still as make-up artists began putting on putting his make-up on. By the time they finished, Roscoe started getting dressed. He slid on a red/black streaked harness that the dressers help fasten on his chest, as well as putting on Hall-in brand black briefs with gold filigree stitched in the waistband.

Meanwhile, Roxas, Steffano, AJ, Vincent, Diesel and Drew found their seats while Roxas was fidgeting nervously, he was really hoping Roscoe knew what he was doing. Steffano saw Roxas fidgeting and gently gave the siamese a squeeze on his shoulder, "Don't worry Rox, Roscoe's gonna be okay. And he'll do great, i promise." The t-rex smiled. Roxas nervously smiled back then the lights shut off as the runway lit up and Mack walked up. 'I hope so.' Roxas thought scaredly as everyone applauded once Mack made his way to the end of the runway.

Mack smiled and bowed, wearing an elegant black suit with a red and black striped tie. The lion then held his paws up, silencing everyone. "Thank you all for coming ladies and gentlemen. Welcome, to one of my biggest fashion shows ever, here at the legendary Madison Square Garden, in beautiful New York, New York. I'm happy to announce that this show will be my biggest success yet. Hall Industries is pleased to support male models who have been through tough times in their lives and, our first model, has had the roughest life ever. From a near overdose death to losing his father, but now, he's ready to turn his life around thanks an amazimg recovery and rehabilitation. Please give it up, for supermodel, Roscoe Roberts!" Mack said and walked off, everyone gasping in surprise that Roscoe would be returning. Roxas and everyone else holding their breath and then, finally Roscoe walked out. To Roscoe, it felt like walking through pins and needles, but as he opened his eyes, he took a deep breath, faced his fears and walked out with a firm, but confident look. Clad in his harness, briefs, and long see-through red cloak, Roscoe stood at the end of the runway and posed.

Everyone watched in complete astonishment, and shock as they saw the doberman who quit modelling, return to the industry that made him famous, now posing and back to where he belonged. Swaying his hips, confidently smiling, and flaunts the cape of his cloak, then slowly strips it off, showing his harness and briefs off, everyone swooned and applauded at seeing Roscoe's stunning body. Flexing his muscles, wagging his nubby tail, and showing his confidence, Roscoe finally turned around and puts his cloak back on, strutting backstage where all the guys were cheering for him. The show progressed on and finally, Roscoe returned now in a black cape around his waist, a matador styled long sleeve shirt and a tight red thong. Posing once more, Roscoe swayed his hips, flaunts his cape and twirled around then winked at his cute kitten who was smiling and clapping for him.

At the end of the show, Mack finally came out, "Thank you everyone for coming, hoped you enjoyed, now. To close us out, singing Dance Again, give it up once more for Roscoe Roberts and, Steffano Hudson.

The lights showed Roscoe shirtless, in sequined tight black bellbottom pants with a blindfold on and headset microphone while Steffano was in a matching long sleeve jacket and shortshorts.

Steffano: Dance, yes (RedOne)

Love, next

Dance, yes (Roscoe!)

Love, next

The crowd began clapping as Steffano began rapping while the dancers behind him, all wearing blindfolds, dance behind him in sync with Roscoe. Surprisingly, Roscoe actually learned how to dance blindfolded so this was no prob for him.

Steffano: Shimmy Shimmy yah, Shimmer yam

Shimmer yay

I'm a ol' dirty dog all day

No way Jose

Your girl only go one way, ay mi madre

You should check that out

Maybe you ain't turn her out

Maybe it's none of my business

But for now work it out

Let's get this, dale

Steffano cartwheels out as Roscoe finally took the stage, holding hands with a wolf dancer, the two were still blindfolded as they tango together, during rehearsal, Roscoe made sure to keep in rhytm with the steps and soon Roscoe sang, almost mesmerizing everyone with his voice.

Roscoe: Nobody knows what I'm feeling inside

I find it so stupid

So why should I hide

That I love to make love to you baby

Roscoe twirled to a deer dancer who held up and twirled him around in his arms while Steffano purred and smirked. "Yeah, make love to me." The dino sang.

Roscoe: So many ways wanna touch you tonight

I'm a big boy got no secrets this time

Yeah I love to make love to you baby...

Roscoe slowly twirled over to Roxas, holding his lovers hand and kissed it, making the siamese both blush and smile happily as Roscoe then began dancing with his crew while singing.

Roscoe: If this would be a perfect world

We'd be together then

(let's do it do it do it)

Only got just one life this I've learned

Who cares what they're gonna say

(let's do it do it do it)

I wanna dance, and love, and dance again

I wanna dance, and love, and dance again

Then Steffano returned once more behind Roscoe, the dobie slowly bending over and dancing more while Steffano smirked, "Dance, yes. Love, next. Dance, yes. Love, next." The dino bent down and the dobie leapfrogged over him.

Roscoe: Baby your fire is lighting me up

The way that you move boy is reason enough

That I love to make love to you baby

Roscoe now finally lost the blindfold as he held his paws and body up in a straight line while his crew and Steffano danced behind him following his movements.

Roscoe turned to Roxas and smiled as he sang the next few lyrics.

Roscoe: I can't behave

Oh I want you so much

Your lips taste like heaven

So why should I stop?

Yeah I love to make love to you baby

Roxas felt very happy, and...aroused as he watches his husband dance and sing for him. He really felt happy to see Roscoe face his fears. Roscoe and the dance crew twirled and held their paws up as Roscoe sang once more.

Roscoe: If this would be a perfect world

We'd be together then

(let's do it do it do it)

Only got just one life this I've learned

Who cares what they're gonna say

(let's do it do it do it)

I wanna dance, and love, and dance again

I wanna dance, and love, and dance again

The music then slowed as Roscoe and his crew began to dance in sync. Roscoe twirling to guys and dipped them low then brought them up as the backup dancers sing for Roscoe.

Backup: (Let's do it loud, and make it last)

('cause baby, nothing should matter tonight)

(Let's do it loud, and make it last)

('cause baby, nothing should matter tonight)

Then finally, Steffano stepped out, with shades on his face and his charming toothy smirk, holding Roscoe against his chest. "Mr. Worldwide, and the worlds, most handsome Doberman." He gave Roscoe a spank on the butt and began rapping.

Steffano: Modern day Hugh Hef (uh, yes)

Playboy to the death (uh, yes)

Is he really worldwide? (uh, yes)

Papi let me open your treasure chest

Play dates, we play mates

I'm the king snatching queens, checkmate

What you think?

It's a rumor

I'm really out of this world

Moon, luna

Make woman comfortable

Call me bloomer

Can't even show love cause they'll sue ya

But I told them, 'hallelujah, have a blessed day'

So ahead of myself

Everyday's yesterday

Want the recipe? it's real simple

Little bit of Voli, and she'll open sesame

Then everyone began dancing as Steffano shook his tail and swayed his hips, running his paws through his hair and feathers as Roscoe took the stage for the last time.

Steffano (Roscoe): Now dance yes (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Love next (Oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Dance yes (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Love next (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Roscoe: If this would be a perfect world

We'd be together then

(let's do it do it do it)

Only got just one life this I've learned

Who cares what they're gonna say

(let's do it do it do it)

I wanna dance, and love, and dance again

I wanna dance, and love, and dance again.

Roscoe then howls as he swayed and shook his hips. Then as the song ends, Roscoe flipped his headfur and head up, raising his paw up. Everyone standing up in a standing ovation and clapped, whistled and cheered excitedly. Roscoe pants happily as he bows and waved. Mack walked up and puts an arm around the dobie's shoulders, "Give it up for my man Roscoe Roberts! And his good friend Steffano Hudson!" The crowd cheered once more and Mack continued, "I hope you all had a great night and thank you for coming!" Mack smiled but Roscoe stopped him.

"Actually, i have one more song for you guys. And, i want, my beautiful husband, Roxas, join me." Roscoe smiled, Roxas was shocked but he felt eager and happy, gently walked up to the runway and held Roscoe's paw. "This song is dedicated to my rehabilitation after i recovered from my overdose, and i found out, what doesn't kill ya...can make ya stronger." Roscoe smiled and nodded to the band who nod back. The guitarist began strumming his guitar while Roxas and Roscoe joined hands. As Roscoe began to sing first.

Roscoe: You know the bed feels warmer

Sleeping here alone

You know I dream in colour

And do the things I want

Roxas then smiled as he took his turn while the crowd, Mack and their friends clap to the beat.

Roxas: You think you got the best of me

Think you've had the last laugh

Bet you think that everything good is gone

Think you left me broken down

Think that I'd come running back

Baby, you don't know me, 'cause you're dead wrong

Then the two husbands joined together and dance together as well while they sang. The drummer now beating his drums while the guitarist began strumming fast.

Roscoe & Roxas: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

What doesn't kill you makes a fighter

Footsteps even lighter

Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger

Just me, myself and I

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

Roscoe then walked up to the runway, twirling then held his arms up and faced the audience with a confident look with Roxas joining him. Roxas and Roscoe both remembering the memories of Roscoe nearly dying to his overdose and the funeral of Roscoe's dad.

Roscoe: Thanks to you I got a new thing started

Roxas: Thanks to you I'm not the broken-hearted

Roscoe: Thanks to you I'm finally thinking about me

Roscoe & Roxas: You know in the end the day you left was just my beginning

Roxas then closed his eyes as he sang softly with Roscoe walking behind him. "In the end....."

Roxas & Roscoe: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

What doesn't kill you makes a fighter

Footsteps even lighter

Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger

Just me, myself and I

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

Roxas stayed at the end of the runway while Roscoe ran to the guitarist. Taking his turn to strumming it while Roxas smiled at him, Roscoe did a riff and then returned to his husband, wrapping his arms around him and held his leg.

Roscoe & Roxas: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger

Just me, myself and I

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

Roxas was gently dipped and then turned around, his back against his husbands back. "No no no...." He sang at last and the song ended. Everyone cheered and the siamese smiled, grabbing his husband, kissing him deeply.

At the end of the show, everyone returned home while Roxas and Rosoce returned to Greece. Stripping down to their underwear while Roxas was happily snuggling his husband. "I'm proud of you Ross, you stood up to your fears, faced your demons and proved you can still model." Roxas smiled, kissing his mate.

Roscoe chuckled as he gave his mate a nuzzle, teasingly groping his husbands rump and making Roxas eep. "I never lost my modelling touch babe, just needed to find it..." He said then smirks as he heard his husband purr as he continued groping that bubbly rump. "And, i know you were aroused as i sang and danced for you, so I think its time i gave my kitten some love.." Pulled his kitten on his body, teasingly ripping their undies off. Roscoe's cock was uncut and ready for action while his kittens ass was near his face. The doberman wasted no time and shoved his face deep into his mates rear while Roxas eagerly suckles at his mates cock, the kitten using that cute, but rough and wet tongue.

The doberman shoved his nose and tongue nice and deep into Roxas' hole while his big paws firmly smack both of Roxas' buttcheeks, making the siamese mewl in pleasure as the two continued their 69. Roxas finally got Roscoe's big black Doberman cock out and the siamese teasingly slurp and swirls his tongue all around Roscoe's sensitive tip, making it throb and twitch, Roscoe shudder, smirking as he makes out with Roxas' ass, spanking it repeatedly until it was a nice bright pink. The dobie then pulled out of his hubbies ass and left it wet and dripping with saliva.

Roxas pants and with no hesitation, knew what to do and needing no further instructions, the cat bent over, raised his creamy white furred rump along with his long, slender tail now resting on his husbands shoulder. Roscoe himself with no hesitation, pushed his dick nice and deep into Roxas. Growling firmly, he gently pushed his kittens head against the pillows while Roxas whimpered and moaned in pleasure. "Please daddy, fuck me...I want my ass to be used by you!" Roxas begged.

"Ask, and you receive!" Roscoe smirked as he then began to thrust nice and hard into his kitten, his balls slapping and smacking against Roxas' own balls while the room echoed with hard, wet lewd slaps of flesh against flesh. Roscoe then smirked as he moved hos paws to Roxas' chest and pinched at those cute pink nipples. Roxas had sensitive nipples and if anyone ever touched, or played them, they'd instantly harden. And, as soon as Roscoe pinched his kittens nipples, Roxas was just as horny as ever, the sounds of hips and balls slapping against hips was just as loud as Roxas' moans.

As they kept going, Roxas' barbed cock twitched, signalling he was close. "Ohhhhhh fuck! Cum in me Daddy! I need my ass full of your cum!" Roxas begged, clawing at the sheets, being careful not to dig his claws into the sheets. Roscoe smirked and then kissed his husband deeply. "Heh, glad you begged babe, this dobie's ready to cum too." Then, finally, the two cummed together, shooting their hot, gooey, sticky white cum all over. Roscoe shooting his deep into his mates rear, while Roxas shot his all over the bed. The siamese panting in the afterglow but snuggles his husband as they change their sheets, showered together, put on some Jursace jockstraps on, and climb into bed.

"I love you baby...i'm so happy i married you." Roxas purred happily. "I feel the same way Roxy. And i'm never letting you go, now, get some sleep Roxy, its been a long day for both of us." Roscoe cooed gently. Roxas then closed his eyes and fell asleep, against his mates chest while Roscoe held his lovers waist,knowing that through thick and thin, Roxas will stand by his mate, no matter what happens.