The Biggest Mistake

A bear x lynx piece

Thinking back on what the biggest mistake of his life was, Ilya the Russian brown bear could still not comprehend how it had even happened! Could he blame the booze for it, or was Jaska just as good as he claimed to be? In a brotherhood of criminals where everything was tit-for-tat and arguments were settled with fists or stealing females or turf, Ilya could only think how he'd been stupid to exact revenge before. In their community, if you fucked a guy it had to be to humiliate them or because you were in prison and being dominant, there was always a bitch and they usually took some pride in their role. But to understand so many complicated aspects to led to what happened Ilya always had to travel back to the 'Old Country' and those lawless days of youth....

Back home, kid Jaska had been the cool kid,a lynx with big paws that tended to be "sticky" and balls to match those huge feet; everyone had been eager to hang with him. But when the rumours spread that he was getting girls drunk in his little shed, where all the cool stuff happened, the girls in the neighbourhood got banned from going near the fourteen-year-old... but not Ivan and not Ilya. Though only eleven they'd been a group with a few other of the boys with the same background of fathers in jail or who should have been and they'd always stole and snuck about with each other. From fights with the kids from a different part of the union that didn't have the same kind of attitude, to risking life and limb stealing from shops or from the local officers that would be easily tricked with Ivan's big sister's big breasts... the group of what had been four had been a growing force on their own and, at first, Jaska had been the boss.

Jaska could read the other languages, his father had apparently been from another region and he was the bastard child to his favourite prostitute and of course, Jaska's mother still opened her legs to keep bread on the table, so Jaska was always mature but pretty fucked up. He'd teach them what was tobacco and what was chocolate, how to talk to bite effectively into a wrist if you got caught and he always had alcohol he stole from his mother. Though the four of them, Ilya, Ivan, Jaska and the friend who was later killed in a street fight, Dima, that fox had always had to go home to watch his baby brother and so never got to go in the shed. In the shed, Jaska had everything he'd stolen from his mother or her clients, that had included porn and it had been exciting to see what the adults would complain over... the magazines had always been glossy and Jaska could read them and say exactly what was happening and impress the pair, though they'd never reacted much.

Maybe it was because he'd seen something with his mother apparently dealing with a male customer who liked to be fingered, or he'd gotten hold of a gay porno... unlucky on that point... one night Jaska had a thought of what he'd wanted to try in his head and he'd complained that girls were boring anyway. That night, Ilya and Ivan had gotten to stay over, they'd gotten really drunk and passed out, when Ilya had woken up to see Jaska trying to undo Ivan's clothing and so, he'd stopped him but been held down himself and Jaska had touched him and seemingly enjoyed it enough that from then on, he said he was gay. Ilya always remembered pain from the big digits and the claws and the way it had smelt when Jaska had gotten so excited poking him he'd cum in his pants. He'd let Ilya go and Ilya had grabbed Ivan and not moved from cuddling him protectively, but then there had been a weird air around Jaska, he'd stopped being stupid and become obsessed with trying to get Ilya to hang out with him all the time.

Four years later, Dima was killed and Ilya got caught on purpose to go to the jail where his killer was, a teen only a little older, but Ilya had killed him and not been caught though he'd grown so much even for a brown bear he was big. Jaska had remained the short, pretty looking lynx, so pretty and handsome that he'd always look youthful no matter how old and he'd always tried to get on Ilya's good side. It felt like it had been sincere then, Jaska had written letters to him in his prison sentence and helped get Ilya's mother food and also helped keep Ivan safe... but when Ilya came out and had only really shown the most affection and cuddled Ivan, Jaska had cracked and Ivan had become his target... though thankfully, his own thieving manners had gotten him in trouble.

He'd gotten caught stealing alcohol from a guard and after earning a real beating, he'd gone in for a while and then his new preference came to the fore. Everyone was his bitch and he'd hurt them and even risked choking them. The guards had thrown the lynx in with the adults instead to teach him a lesson for upsetting the other kids and never giving respect... even after a beating. He was put with a polar bear, oddly Jaska enjoyed doing sexual things for that beast, just never bending for him and when the guy tried, Jaska developed a habit that would be feared forever, his vicious feline teeth would rip the windpipe and he'd do lewd things whilst watching his opponent die. They'd been very happy to throw him out when they did, but then Ivan and Ilya were sent to Ivan's father in America and part of the Brotherhood, the mafia, so Jaska had decided to get in with Timur, the tiger that would hold the most power under the boss and alongside Ivan's dad and he caught up with them.

All Ilya could really recall was the rumours of him being there at first, rumours of a strange lynx that was willing to do the shit work with the prostitutes and running the brothels. Apparently, the lynx was not welcomed at parties because he took advantage and groped any male too drunk to push him off. It was uncouth behaviour, but money came in from the brothels and then Jaska did something that made everyone hear his name... he started taking in prostitutes of varying genders and some barely even legal with party drugs and it lured in allies with nasty fetishes and Jaska kept all their secrets for favours to the Brotherhood. It became an open secret about Jaska being gay and perverted, for liking the twinks and feeding all his charges drugs to keep them euphoric and when one tried to run... he would inject them, use acid on paws and face and shave them down to leave a carcass that needed blood tests or expert eyes to tell what the fuck it even was!

Jaska was a guy that would do anything to keep his cushy and comfortable place being higher than anyone wanted to admit and yet being spat upon as the lowest. Threats to misbehaving newbies that they might end up working in the Brothel to make up for short falls or have a party with Jaska kept the loyalty strong but it brought Jaska to Ivan and Ilya and Ivan and Jaska hated each other! Even so, Ilya and Jaska got along well enough and when Jaska made sure to get sloshed enough Ilya would think he was unable to do anything, Jaska let Ilya take him home and force himself upon him in revenge. Of course, it wasn't really by force, Jaska had been saving himself for Ilya's fury and with that, everything had gone back to normal between them, friends, everything tit-for-tat being dealt with and there was calm... until one very unpleasant night for Ilya that he wished had never happened....

"Does he always have to travel in the back with us babe?" It was a Friday night and that meant that Ivan was entertaining another female he dreamed would be 'the one'. As much as the white wolf tended to be a vicious boss to anyone that pissed him off, his ridiculous romantic streak was vomit-inducing and he had the worse taste in girls... he went after his natural prey! This month, and it would likely only be this month if Ilya could convince him once more that the female was playing for money and power, it was a heifer named Moana... not likely to be her real name, not someone from the old country or who knew anything about their culture and the typical picked up at Ivan's own nightclub. The pair had been going out for the month, they'd started almost immediately with sex in the VIP rooms of the club and Ivan's belief that sexual compatibility equated to finding his soul mate, the relationship had continued with him pampering the cow and making her the typical 'show-off' girlfriend that the various Brigadiers had to keep an idea of a 'family'. But there was something prominent that had been turning up since she'd been with Ivan and that was of course, the usual. "Is he like, glued to you?"

"He's my number two and my bodyguard all in one... you know that Moana, don't be mean to Ilya, he would never stop us." The wolf whispered softly, stroking her back as the golden coloured cow was leaning against him in the back of the limo and trying to make the point that Ilya was in the way. She had no respect for the bear bodyguard and the bear had no respect to give back to her, he quite hated her and yet, Ivan had made it clear that he could not get involved and scare her off. Ilya had managed to remove all the other females through harsh words that had been unsuitable, he'd only had to show them the actual work once to get them to bolt, but this one was different. Moana turned to look at Ilya, sticking her long black tongue out of her cute little muzzle as Ivan continued to stroke at her thighs in her short pink dress that looked more like a chemise! Ilya ignored her, arms folded across his broad chest as staring behind Ivan towards the cars that followed, glad Fyodor was driving otherwise he'd have driven off a bridge with all this cow's cutesy crap! "You don't have to worry about kissing or cuddling around Ilya, he'd only come into the bedroom if I asked him too and he'd never touch you..."

"I see..." Moana beamed cutely, her whole desire to be protected and viewed as adorable being the thing that had drawn Ivan in. Ridiculous romantic, he liked to think he could protect someone, especially when since they'd been younger Ilya had always been at his side to keep him safe. But the bear didn't like the suddenly coy voice and the way Moana looked towards him with a vicious expression, clearly wanting to test his resolve. Rather suddenly, she slid her string-like panties right off and flicked them off her cloven hoof towards Ilya on purpose before sliding herself onto Ivan's lap and releasing him from his zipper as she gave a giggle and pushed her hefty bovine bosom into the wolf's long muzzle. "Then he wouldn't care if we played in the car then..."

"No... no he wouldn't..." Ivan growled playfully, grasping her great backside and squeezing tightly as she gave a lowing sound of pleasure. Ivan's rather large canine cock slid between her legs to slap firmly against the split of her cheeks. He then began to squeeze her cheeks back to pinch around his cock, hinting his interest in anal today. He lapped and nuzzled at her huge breasts as she pushed them up and then lifted her tail right up to let him rub at her hole. They both looked ready to go and as soon as Ivan was burying his muzzle between her bosoms, he angled himself and she sat back, giving a bellow of pleasure as his thick rod barged into the tight hole that seemed to stretch like magic to fit him in!

The pair were soon bouncing with one another on the car seat, the squelching and clapping sounds filling the room and steaming the windows quickly as they seemed to really go at it as if there was no restrictions. The limo was designed to have four bears sitting inside comfortably so there was room enough for them to be this active without touching Ilya, but the bear was forced to take a good look at what was happening as he narrowed his eyes and tried to ignore the scenario completely. They were soon making a lot of noise, enough that Fyodor gently scrolled the window between the back and the driver down just enough to Ilya to inform him everything was fine, letting the window creen back up to close the scene off to others.

Ilya was not interested in the female, he'd grown bored of females... they had three holes to play with but without a little more enthusiasm only ever wanted to play with one of the holes. There was the risk of pregnancy too, all the fussing not to cum inside and then the complaints for cumming on their bodies... Ilya had only experienced a few females and mainly stuck to an old and well worn mongrel that at least understood his needs and he kind of beast he was, though she insisted sex with him was worse than being run over by a bulldozer. It wasn't that he even enjoyed it, but if he didn't use his cock than the others might think he didn't have one and the bear needed to keep the others in the group fearing him so they would obey Ivan.

But as the thrusting continued and Ivan began to make more elaborate panting noises as his knot became visible at the bottom of his darkening shaft, Ilya's eyes were drawn to the situation. He could not help it, watching Ivan's cock going in and out, stretching her and swelling, dribbling from her excitement and his own precum, Ilya felt his throat dry. It was not the first time he'd seen Ivan's cock and pondered over how perfect it looked, no matter if it was hard, flaccid or in the sheath. It made him uncomfortable and he turned his eyes towards a small box on the car floor that he hooked up quickly and opened up. The two were ignorant to him, moaning and groaning as their escapade continued and Ilya sighed as he pulled out some fresh wipes and then a puppy pad, which he managed to shift onto Ivan's lap without being noticed. The pad clung the cow's sweating cheeks as she bounced onto it, covering much of the display from Ilya as they continued on and then he lounged back with a groan.

He could not believe this was happening, normally Ivan showed some decorum and would not fuck in front of his employees, he was usually aware that Ilya did not like this kind of thing, it reminded him of his childhood and his father raping his mother at night because it was his 'right' whilst Ilya was locked in a cupboard being forced to listen so he'd grow a backbone. Anything that made him think of the bastard to have spawned him, beaten him, burnt him, scarred him, hurt his mother and then constantly berated him for being a 'girly boy' as a cub made his blood boil and his paws clench. He wanted to grab this female and rip her to shreds, rip her away from his Ivan and protect the wolf from her impure body and unfair expectations.

By luck, a text from Fyodor came through to say they were coming into the apartment building snapped his fury. Ilya read it and then heaved a sigh before then jolting in disbelief as Moana came with a wetter moan and then Ivan, thankfully, just burst himself inside her and the knot shrank quickly. He hadn't been able to stuff it in there because of the angle, but the cum was already spurting out of her and down his cock as they both moaned. Then finally, the cock slapped limply against the puppy pad as it began to shrink and the mix of cum and ass juice dripped and dribbled down onto the pad and not onto the leather interior of the car.

Without skipping a beat, though Moana gave a yelp of shock and Ivan blushed, Ilya took the wipes and quickly wiped Moana clean before teasing her knickers back onto her and when she rolled onto the seat, Ilya quickly wiped Ivan and then put him back in his pants. The two animals were panting and moaning from their pleasure, but when that cow noticed how delicately Ilya touched Ivan and the white wolf settled back with a pleasant, if not affectionate expression, she could not help but give a giggle.

"I think someone enjoys wiping ass too much... come on Ivan, let's continued upstairs!" The cow chuckled, realising the car had stopped, but Ilya almost roared at her, his blood boiling again. He could not let anyone know about something they could not understand! None of them could comprehend how much he loved Ivan, how much he worshiped his pure and innocent companion who was not stained by their actions in the brotherhood! Ivan was special, Ivan was perfect and this female was a problem! However, Ivan gave a chuckle, insisting it was a good idea now he too realised the car stopped and then he pulled out his wallet from the inside of his coat jacket, pulled out a significant amount of cash and passed it over to Ilya with a beam.

"Have some fun yourself for tonight, old friend." Ivan chuckled, clambering out of the car with Moana as Ilya was about to open his mouth and insist they not be stupid when the door was slammed on him. Suddenly, Ilya chucked the money across the floor and as soon as he could see that Ivan was out of earshot, he punched into the seat where Moana had been, grabbed the seat cushion with his great teeth and began to rip and tear it, growling and imagining it was that stupid bitch. How dare she make him feel like this, how dare she sully Ivan like that? He growled and roared into the cushion as the car jolted around until Fyodor popped the door open and noticed the money and the torn cushion with a soft blink.

"I take it... use to money to fix the car, Ilyusha?" The other bear, a mix between a Moon and a brown so brown but bearing a strange white bow across the fur on the top of his chest, cooed into the car. Ilya froze, he was only ever called that nickname by his mother of Ivan's sisters and automatically his ripped his teeth around to growl so loud and deeply towards the other bear that the underground car park seemed to echo and vibrate with it. Fyodor watched the cushion's innards fall free for his jaws, the leather hanging between his teeth before Fyodor gave a groan. "Can I suggest something I might otherwise get lynched for?"

Ilya remained staring at him, blinking softly in confusion and feeling a little relieved after getting that wound up, but he tilted his head to the side. Fyodor gently tapped one of his big claws against Ilya's nose to make him jump and then showed him a contact on his phone. At first, the thought made Ilya feel like vomiting, why the fuck would he ever want to go anywhere near that bob-tailed psycho? But when Fyodor simply said that Jaska had said before at the club that Ilya could go to him whenever Ivan pissed him off and... that it would tell Ivan straightaway that he was unhappy, Ilya was intrigued. He grit his teeth, thinking about the situation before then groaning and slumping back into the car before nodding his head as Fyodor nodded in return... he'd probably just drink and vent with Jaska because Fyodor did not know anything about how much Jaska adored Ilya.

When the door to the brothel slammed open and the heavy-set beast wearing a huge dark trench coat stepped into the cloudy air of catnip and mint diffusers, the stink of steamed fish in the kitchen to hide the scent of animals constantly fucking, everything went quiet. As the huge animal marched up the stairs to the room on the left that was only for one animal to ever go, the party tried to continue until the lynx yanked the definitely underaged rabbit boy's mouth off his cock, he launched upward and clapped his huge paws loudly. As he swung his silky bathrobe on around is body, he barked furiously, lips curled and whiskers twitching as he growled and hissed for everyone, even if they lived in this brothel to get out. Automatically no questions were asked, they left together to hotels or eager clients and as soon as they were gone, the lynx opened windows to clear the smell, turned on the air purifiers and then hurried to try and remove the stank from the household as his heart was skipping in delight.

As much as Jaska generally fitted any description of a psychopath, there was one aspect of him that no one could doubt and made him just a tad different... his utter love for Ilya. It bored on obsession sure and he wanted to kill everyone that had ever hurt or touched Ilya, aside from himself, but he'd behaved because Ilya wanted him to behave. It was indeed a twisted situation, Jaska had molested Ilya and yet he had changed to only want to 'make love' and he meant it, with Ilya! It was bizarre and confusion to his goons who were dropped for Ilya's glance alone or even threatened if they dared get between them. But Jaska believed his conviction was pure, no matter what he tended to really believe as he now galloped up the stairs and opened the door upon the brooding bear.

"Ilya! I've got your favourite vodka with me! I didn't know you were coming to visit... but I'm so excited you're here! Do you want to watch a movie? There's lots of these American things I've got in here, or maybe a porn? What do you want my darling?" Jaska's voice was never as truly joyous as when he talked to Ilya; everyone else got his snide, vicious sneers and sadistic statements that no one could tell was a joke or not. But with the bear, he was a playful kitten who's bobbed tail kept lifting and flickering away as if he were some mutt! Better still, Ilya had come here for him and was removing his tie and his shirt, which generally meant he was going to sleep over and that was exceptionally rare as Jaska's voice seemed to grow tighter and his purr became uncontrollable. "Ilya... Ilya... how much do you want to drink? Or maybe you just want a massage huh? You know these big paws are good!"

Ilya grasped the bottle from him and Jaska hopped up to stand behind him on the bed before bouncing down onto his knees, quickly placing his huge paws to the bear's massive shoulders before gently grasping, kneading, massaging and purring away like mad. He couldn't help himself as the shirt was taken off to reveal the edge of that bald patch where the hot water had scalded Ilya from the top of the shoulder down to the chest. His tail wiggled even more and he wanted to lap at the wound, but he had to be respectful, he had enjoyed being forced but, he just wished he could just be welcomed into Ilya's embrace as the bear chugged down vodka and then passed the bottle behind him to the cat a the lynx calmly took a swig. But to Jaska's own shock, as soon as he lowered the bottle from his lips, the bear's huge paw wrapped about his throat as it to choke him until his lips crashed against the cat's!

By luck the closed bottle landed on the ground with a thunk but didn't smash, Ilya's eyes were firmly shut as his lips just grasped and smothered Jaska's. His big tongue even slid into the cat's mouth, smothering him but Jaska was melting against his paw and then moaning loudly. The cat was then released as Ilya pulled back, panting softly before pulling his trousers down and his pants as Jaska shook his head to wake up and the knelt on the mattress with his tail wiggling as he quickly stripped himself down as Ilya then grunted as he pulled himself onto the bed. He was starting to look a bit sluggish, but the kiss had made Jaska's dark heart flutter and as soon as the bear seemed to be comfortable on the bed, Jaska leapt against his chest, purring loudly and giving soft cooing sounds of pleasure.

"Wait... wait... let me lick you first... I want to make sure you feel good before you do anything... I want my Ilya to be happy!" Jaska purred loudly, one of his big digits swirling in a circle over Ilya's furry chest before he leant against the scarred area. His barbed tongue flicked at the scar a little, making Ilya groan in a mix of pleasure and discomfort before Jaska slid down into his lap, his bob-tailed wiggling and flicking away with his cute backside up in the air as he nosed at the thick sheath that was bulging as the cock probed out of the top. Ilya relaxed back against the pillows, pulling them up behind his back as Jaska's tail continued to flicker as he rubbed his cheeks against the sheath, coating it in his scent before bringing his big paws around it. "I like the thought of pampering you Ilya... you're so precious to me."

Jaska moaned, but Ilya was silent, his face staring down at the lynx with an expression as if he really could not care his opinion. It almost upset Jaska to think he was only wanted for sex right now, but at the same time Ilya never went looking for sex! He sighed lovingly, his big paws clasping the sheath and gently pumping downwards as Ilya gave a grunt at the hefty pink cock was exposed to the air. Jaska gave a few wet smacks of his tongue against his lips, mumbling something about 'thank you for the meal' before then dragging his tongue around the length. He let it sit over his short muzzle with the head near his eye, chuckling coyly as he licked and nosed and sucked at the bottom of the shaft. He loved the way the cock swelled and throbbed against his head, hoping that rubbing it against his soft facial fur felt good too but making sure it wore his scent. He didn't want anyone to take this away from him, especially as Ilya cock was so rarely used, so hefty and had been awoken to pleasure for the first time by Jaska. He had a responsibility, didn't he?

Gently, Jaska lapped up the length, steering it off his face as his big paws grasped it lovingly to the right position. He then came to the head, pecking and kissing around the head and just beneath, letting it swell more and watching that big vein expose itself the more Ilya was aroused. The bear was quiet, he rarely made a noise... even when he'd raped Jaska in revenge he'd just made the soft grunts as he stuffed himself in, but that made Jaska relieved that it meant he wasn't doing anything wrong. But then he brought the head to his soft mouth, pinching his lips over the head and then he began to suckle at it like a nipple, moaning and sighing, his tongue teasing the tip but his motion rather sweet and adorable, like he was a cub at a teat!

"Look at you... can you really enjoy doing something like this?" Ilya grunted, looking down at an image that would never be arousing to him but was instead rather amusing. Normally Jaska was the top around here, in fact from what Ilya knew, the lynx never arched his back for anyone but Ilya, so this was a strange situation to witness. He'd wanted to just do something that would piss off Ivan, make his beloved feel hateful for everything he did with others, every way he seemed to read that Ilya had feelings as well as almost share those feelings, only to destroy them. It sickened him, infuriated him, made him want to choke the life out of every female he sought instead, but nothing so simple would ever hurt Ivan. No... the only thing that pissed Ivan off above anything else was Ilya going to Jaska for anything he needed help with!

But currently, Ilya was under the impression that there might be a million or so beasts on this earth that would pay big money to witness the lynx doing such a thing. Jaska was moaning low and loud, his hips thrusting the air between Ilya's legs with that bobtail flickering like it was a dog's wagging and his back bent low. That wet, hot mouth was smothering the bear's cock, drinking every droplet of precum down and bringing him in deep to squeeze the head with his throat muscles. Ilya knew that hanging near his knee was Jaska's own erection, the lynx was really loving this moment and Ilya had to give a laugh for the humour he felt, much more than the pleasure as the cat paused to roll his tongue around the dickhead and finally answer his question.

"Oh yes... normally I've got to train my little toys to do their job right, but I know all the best mouths and getting a chance to show them to you... it's all I could ever want... seriously Ilya, you can do ANYTHING to me... and I'd love it." Jaska purred loudly, his lips pinching and kissing around the head, dragging downwards in a desperate attempt to make the swollen form swell just a little more to say the bear would ejaculate any minute now. It made him all the more excited to see that it was taking a while... cats were speedy lovers but Jaska had heard some bears could go at it an hour before the end and he was just that his beloved Ilya was that sort. But to his surprise, the big paws of the bear suddenly reached his face, pushing him back and then pushing his chest, pinning him right down and kneeling up over the little purring cat as he lounged comfortable back into the sheets and let his erect cock lay over the cat's belly.

"If I were to shove this straight in, it would look to fit under your belly button..." Ilya growled viciously down over the cat as Jaska could not stop shuddering in excitement. The bear's big shaft was lying over his prickled cat cock and rubbing it slightly, the lynx was worried he might be about to cum just from the aggression and the touch... he was ridiculously comfortable with all of this! But Ilya was utterly amused to see that he'd reach so deep and then he gave a soft chuckle as the lynx continued to purr away in delight at the way he was staring at him. Ilya then gave a grin of amusement, leaning forward and daring to kissing the cat as he gave a moan of utter delight. He then pulled back with a chuckle of as he was reminded of the vodka on the floor and hooked it up to make the cat moan beneath him.

"...and the thought you might just kill me by stuffing it in just turns you on more, doesn't it?" Jaska purred, sounding so much more weak and perhaps even less masculine as he lounged beneath the weight of the brown bear. As Ilya chugged the vodka, it fell in droplets onto his chest around the scar and onto Jaska's belly. The lynx lifted himself up, his huge paws hooking around Ilya's waist as he eased himself up through arm strength alone to lap the vodka from the old scar before then pausing as Ilya threw the emptied bottle across the room with a loud pop as it smashed on the floor and he glared down at the sighing lynx that stroked at his fur. "You know I'd never be angry no matter what you do to me... you're the one that made me gay..."

"If only I could kill you like that... but your gut's as twisted as you are..." Ilya growled viciously, looking down at the little cat with his striped neck and mottled fur. The lynx was so delicate looking as he lounged upon the bed again, spreading his legs out and trying to figure out how best to get it in without too much pain. Jaska could stand a bit of pain, but with Ilya coming to him so willingly, he wanted it to be something really good, to feel fantastic and then he thought about the bear's kneeling position now and how those big fat thighs were rather short compared to the long legs beneath and long arms. Jaska had very long legs too, he could also dig his claws into the bed to give him traction and remain relaxed in a bent pose for a while, so he gave a chuckle and then shuffled on his knees to the pillows, pulling them to his chest and head before lounging slightly to his side but still on his knees with his backside up in the air. He lifted his bobtail, grasped a bottle of lubricant from beside the bed that made Ilya chuckle as Jaska squeezed it into the hole he strained to get open as Ilya scoffed. "You're going to entice me like that? I should have kept the vodka and poured it down that hole to make you drunk..."

"Da... it'll be tight but... you got in before when it was tighter..." Jaska chuckled cutely, wiggling his hips about enticingly ad clenching his backside to beckon him over before gently pressing his own big digits in with a sot moan of pleasure as Ilya turned around to watch him and shuffled closer. Jaska hurriedly pumped his digit in, pressing his big ears down in embarrassment at the hideous squelching sound and the strange slippery feeling within that was almost rather disgusting. But he continued to keep stuffing his digits n before Ilya took his paw. He pulled it back to the pillows, leaning forward and snuffling his big nose into the back of Jaska's head, making his ears twitch as he nibbled at him before grasping his cock. Ilya grinned at Jaska's soft and loving sounds, only to bring his great fat head to the tight hole, push in as Jaska gave a funny sound that was a mix of pain and pleasure before then wiggling himself to make it widen as Jaska gave a gasp before Ilya than pushed himself in, right to the end as Jaska gave out a yowl of delight. "Oh God it's so good..."

"Does it really feel good?" Ilya scoffed, he could feel his length stretching the folds of the passage out, always surprised that he was able to fit, go in so deep and yet he knew that there was always that slight curve near the top that he always reached. Ilya had heard someone joke around once when chuckling away in the steam rooms around Timur that they'd been with a deer that was such a whore for the use of her backside she'd beckoned him to get into the next part of her bowel! He doubted that was even possible, but certainly he knew he reached close enough he could probably do it and rip Jaska in half at the same time. He felt that passage pulse and pinch and twitch hungrily around him, the lubricant thankfully making it less tight so it was not too painful to move back. As he moved backward, Jaska gave a high-pitched sound of utter delight as the sensation before his smiling expression meat Ilya stuffed it right back to make him cough. He did it again, pulling back and forth slowly to really enjoy the way Jaska would smile then grunt than smile and start making sounds like he was a rhino with constipation as Ilya moved faster. The bear lay his paws upon the hips of the lynx, really pushing him against his balls and belly as Jaska began to purr and cry out!

"Its perfect... so perfect... so good... touching everything..." Jaska groaned, his inside were red raw hot but the pain was overwhelmed by the fact every motion was slicker thanks to the lube, but every nerve within was being touched and pressed. In fact, his prostate was bearing the heaviest part of the bear's phallus and Jaska knew he was going to piss at the same time as cum and really make a mess. He'd not done such a thing in a long time since he'd jacked off with a full bladder too Ilya and stuck a digit in the slit to his urethra. He almost wanted to do that right now, but this was just too good and then Ilya, grasped hold of Jaska's wrists and yanked him up onto his knees as the lynx gave out a yelp and the bear began to pound into him harder and harder. "Oh Ilya... Ilya... Ilyaaaa.... God I love you..."

"Yeah... yeah, like I ever believed that..." The bear groaned in delight, loving the way that it felt to have that body squeeze around his cock, making it thicken and knowing for a fact that this slut of a cat would not be walking at all tomorrow. It was satisfying and of course, Jaska would brag about it to Ivan and would probably ring him up and tell him, in fact Ilya would love him to do that. As he continued to pump in and out of the cat, feeling it squeeze more and then hearing the moan of upset and joy at the sound of tears dripping from that cat's cheeks, Ilya groaned in delight. He was startled how quickly he was going to cum over this, but pulling Jaska's wrists and squeezing them tight enough they'd be bruised was almost as good at the thought of choking him as Jaska began to holler more that he was in love with him and it made him chuckle. "You wouldn't shut up if I asked for proof would you..."

"I can hardly breathe without gasping..." Jaska groaned and gagged, choking as he was desperate to cum already, feeling his asshole pulsing and squeezing for more. He groaned and sighed out to try and catch breath and Ilya then pushed him right down and pressed his big paw back down onto Jaska back and slammed him into the bedsheets, pushing his head into the pillow. For a moment Jaska choked but turned his head to the side, long tongue coming out to pant heavily, a little worried he would be smothered but then feeling the full weight as Ilya hooked around him in a tight hug and pushed his hips up into the bear's groin. He continued to pump in hard, but faster and he was growling deep, groaning with his long tongue straining out to lap at the delicate ears of the cat, the slapping and squelching sound filling them just as much as his heavy breathing. "Oh Ilya... so good... so good!"

"I'm crushing your body... how can it be good?" Ilya growled softly, groaning in pleasure as he felt himself swelling inside, ready to blow before he heard the screaming yowl escape Jaska's throat as the cat's claws strained out along with his teeth as he screamed out. The caterwaul came with a spurt of cum and then urine, splashing onto the sheets as Jaska's whole body gave in to a total release and, embarrassingly, he wet himself but his ass then squeezed and wettened too as Jaska called out again.

"Its fucking good!" Ilya grinned, glad to have made Jaska as dirty as he needed to be before grasping his shoulders and making a few more heavy pumps. Then, he got a surprise as he actually came quite heavily into the cat's asshole. He felt the cat's body actually expand to be filled with the thick, heavy cum of the bear before Ilya pulled himself out messily, letting his cock spit a few more droplets around Jaska's tight thighs before he pulled right back and dropped the cat. The bear groaned, grabbing the soaked duvet and ripping it off the bed before giving a chuckle as he looked at the gaping asshole of the lynx that was dribbling. Jaska groaned and sighed, shivering upon the bed and moaning in utter delight before Ilya pulled himself up off the bed and pulled a draw open before yanking out some pants, pulling them onto the shivering cat before pulling his own on. He slumped onto the bed and then found Jaska rolling onto his chest and purring heavily.

"I love you Ilya... I'll make sure he'll never upset you again..." Jaska purred, rubbing his cheeks and chin against the bear' big belly as Ilya felt exhausted at last and settled down to sleep. He found himself content to be falling asleep here, even if he was with this troublesome cat. Jaska was very, very happy, even if his whole body was feeling shaken and exhausted, he'd decided what to do now and that Candy cow... she was steak!

Though Ilya may have regretted such a relationship, such a night with that damn lynx, it was not the sex but rather that Jaska did not blab to Ivan about it, but instead he went to meet Candy and lured her away from Ivan. Ilya had not been pleased exactly, relieved so see Ivan away from that damn heifer, but when she'd turned up dead with only a tattoo on her carcass to help anyone recognise her corpse. This was Jaska's trademark way of dealing with whores that decided they did not want to play the game of the brothel and it did not stop with Candy... suddenly, all of Ivan's girlfriends that he didn't break off with out of boredom but were eager to flirt with anyone, including Ilya, were suddenly disappearing and turning up dead.

Ilya had caused something hideous and worst of all... he was not unhappy about getting rid of those disloyal females!

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Okay, so once again, I couldn't miss the chance to write with these two characters and Jaska's such a fun villain to play with. He's really evil and currently in the original fanfiction this is based on, he's busy harassing a reporter to try and get to Ilya after he broke from prison, hehe. But yeah, as you can see the image I did for this was just Jaska's head, it was done using geometric shapes and well, I was a bit startled it turned out the best facial image I'd ever drawn but because I liked it so much, I couldn't change his image.

_Anyway, I hope that you'll find it interesting, but of course I wrote it for my own pleasure too! _