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"Guys and Gods"

It was a cold autumn morning, a crisp, early winter's frost had hit the town leaving fog on everyone's breath as they walked along through the hustle and bustle of their daily lives. Creatures who feel that theirs is the only existence worth paying attention to failing to see the bigger picture. Vasel gazed at the men and women as they passed undaunting through the streets. His almost-glowing amber eyes watching non-chalantly from the corner on which he leaned. He let a single solitary breath through his nostrils and allowed the mist to snake from his nose. It was not often a god would dwell among the mortals of this world, but as a coat formed around his naked torso and a scarf unwound itself from nothing to bind his neck, he couldn't help but be curious as to the true generosity of these creatures. A true testament to his patience, and perhaps a good meal to sate his hunger for the day. He swept the white locks of his hair to the side as his outfit completely apparated and he now stood visible to them. Still, even in the blink of his appearance did none of them look in his direction and it was then that the cold caused him to fold his arms around himself. The disbelieving double-takes he had been used to over centuries now gone in favor of the portable devices they carried in their hands. He was a man amongst mortals now, and it was time to give them a test.

Vasel couldn't fathom the binding of his toes, his sandals having been replaced by boots that covered his feet from ankle to claw tip. How fettering; he thought as he gazed down at them and observed his foot sweep to the side slightly. Poor creatures forgetting the liberty of true freedom. He was above all this, but still... his hunger propelled him to investigate them accordingly. He mused as he slid his hands into his pocket and stepped from the maw of the alleyway and into the swath of people passing by.

"Pardon me, would you be willing to help me to get a meal?" He asked a fat badger that had brushed up beside him. The man was older and certainly seemed well off.

The man turned a pair of crystal blue eyes toward Vasel and looked him once over. "Why not get a job?" He asked snobbishly.

Vasel ignored the arrogant remark and rebuffed. "I've just been sort of down on my luck lately, but if you would be so kind I would be happy to repay--." The man rolled his eyes and continued on, pushing past a woman as he briskly rushed away. Vasel sneered in frustration as he felt himself pulled by the flow of foot traffic for several feet until he could step to the side of it and catch his breath. The nerve of that man to simply judge him by his appearance; he was not some sort of vagabond that would not repay kindness, but his rudeness could have resulted in a much harsher punishment if he had not--

The dane closed his eyes and took a breath. He had been accused of having a short fuse with mortals before, and as a god of destruction, he could have certainly revelled in the man's outsides suddenly littering the sidewalk. He bore his frustration and with a growl, he raked his claws deeply along his hair and buried it deep down. On cue, as if his stomach had grown a distaste for his temper, it growled and regurgitated that frustration back to the back of his throat and he growled back. "It isn't worth losing your temper over..." He told himself. "It was one mortal, what good is it to judge these people based on one experience?"

Vasel cleared his throat and inhaled again before letting it out slowly. He had wandered into the opening of another alley to calm himself and as he turned around to leave, he spotted a young woman with her son standing nearby. Perhaps if he appeared to be more convincing as a homeless man, she would be more willing to offer just a bit of kindness? He brushed his claws across the pockets of his jacket, shredding some of the white filling out and exposing the lining ever so slightly before he approached her. He ruffled his hair and cleared his throat before she turned toward him. "Pardon me, please could you spare something for a guy to get a meal."

The woman almost seemed unphased, yet positioned herself discreetly between him and her child. "N-no I don't have anything."

"Even a dollar for a burger? Please I am quite hungry, I--"

"No. Nothing. Go away!" She exclaimed, shocking Vasel into stepping back. "Before I call the police."

"Please, ma'am. There is no need to--"

"Help! Help!" She shouted, getting a little more aggressively between Vasel and her son.

Vasel frowned and waved his hands. "What in--I don't...!"

"Alright, what's the problem here?"

A gruff looking canine approached Vasel, who reeled back in surprise at the beast's massive shape. He was dressed in a police uniform and the scowl he gave was somehow even more menacing. He shook his head and turned to the officer. "My apologies I wasn't doing anything--"

"He was harassing me and my son!" The woman claimed, pointing at him.

Vasel sharply turned his gaze toward her. "I only approached you, I wasn't harassing you!"

"I think you better keep moving, buddy--"

"I'm not your 'buddy'." Vasel scoffed. "Fine, I have had enough of these crazed mortals anyway."

Before the officer could say anything further, Vasel turned and left. Even half a block down, he could still hear the woman claiming how traumatized she made her son who simply laughed about the whole situation. Had these mortals gotten to be so self-entitled that theirs was the only existence that mattered? Whatever it was was getting his blood boiling. Perhaps one more could help sate his hunger and his distrust of these people. Anger was seething through his chest and with a punch of frustration he struck a wall.

It took him a moment to realize what he'd done; at least not until he heard the cracking, he turned to the wall and watched as a black line scrawled its way up the side of the building. It shimmered and collapsed down at his side, his coat flipping up as he stood unflinching at the destruction as the dust cloud curled around him. He didn't have to turn around, he didn't even have to see it out of his peripheral vision to realize what he had done and he knew that he would need to go elsewhere to test these mortals. "Just one more time..." He said with a growl as the air around him buffered him into that familiar shimmer of red and white. The world around him faded to dark shapes, then the shapes morphed to other forms as the red pinched around him and he was suddenly elsewhere.

The chill in the air had been replaced with a stillness and a light snowfall now drizzling down on his head. He had to get away from the wreckage; likely the local news would blame it on some structural integrity failure, it always did that when he would touch something. He didn't always have control over it, which worried him. But with a change in weather, he swept his hands across each other, materializing a pair of fingerless gloves to add to his look. Perhaps if he looked more pathetic to these people, they could find a soft spot for him. He cleared his throat and made his way back out into the open; encountering another busy thoroughfare, but this time everyone seemed to notice him as he came out. A few gave him sneers before moving quickly past him. What could he expect now?

"Excuse me." An older panther snarled as he brushed past him. He then mumbled something under his breath that Vasal casually ignored before stopping him.

"Sir. Sorry, what was it you said?"

The panther turned abruptly toward him with an angry look on his face. "I said you should stop being a lesion on society and get a job, you bum."

"A bum, am I? You know what they say about books and covers, right?"

"Who reads books anymore?" The panther asked with a sideways glance.

"A great deal of people still read I believe."

The panther rolled his eyes. "I was being ironic, you tool. Go back where you came from."

That was it, Vasel was seeing red now. It was almost so visible that he saw several pedestrians standing around now taking several steps back like his eyes were on fire. But they weren't, he would have had to be a lot madder for that. But this proved it; mortals were no longer decent to one another, they were only out for themselves. They cared about nothing more than what they got, and had no clue how to be kind and decent to fellow beings. He clenched his fists, he was ready to send this abysmal plane into the dark depths which it belonged. So mad in fact that he took a step back and missed the curb with his heel; in a flash, his power and rage turned into surprise as he teetered back toward oncoming traffic buzzing by. He clenched his eyes in reflex, waiting for him to either hit the ground or hit the car first. Instead a hand grabbed his own and instantly pulled him upright again; only the loud roar of the car buzzing by, narrowly grazing his fur with an abrupt flush of wind. Certainly it wouldn't have killed him, in fact the car probably would have seen more damage than he'd gotten. But it would have hurt, and he would have probably been in a lot of pain for several hours. His only curiosity now was how had he been pulled to safety?

Vasel looked at the hand of the one who had pulled him back from the precipice. His eyes trailed up the man's arm until they settled on his face. A kind-looking husky was staring back at him with growing concern on his face. He was unassuming and a bit large in size, he had kind eyes as well. Such an interesting savior to say the least.

"Oh jeez! Are you all right?" He asked breathlessly. "You almost fell into--"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Vasel said, slowly taking his hand back. "I thank you for that. I guess I just wasn't watching where I was going."

"You could get killed like that." The husky replied with a smile, crossing his arms with an unsure confidence. "You're new around here, aren't you?"

Vasel raised an eyebrow. "How did you know?"

"Well I figured." He replied. "You do sort of stand out. I'm Sean, by the way."

"Sean?" Vasel repeated. "Pleased to meet you, I am Vasel."

"Alright, Vasel." Sean replied, enthusiastically shaking Vasel's hand. "Nice to meet you too! Now, what was that whole thing all about?" Sean asked, gesturing his thumb to where the panther had been moments before.

Vasel sighed. "I suppose a misunderstanding would be the best way to describe it. I don't exactly look like a contributing member of society. It's just I was going to ask him if he had a dollar to get something to eat and he turned it into a thing."

"Is that all?" Sean scoffed. "Some people are just jerks, but there are a lot of regular good guys who help out from time to time. But instead of me giving you a buck, why don't we go and have a proper lunch together huh? Your pick."

Vasel's cheeks flushed, his ears momentarily drooped a bit from the surprise offer. "R-really?" He said. "I would not want you to go through the trouble--?"

Sean waved his hand dismissively. "No trouble at all, I'm starved as well. Come on, I know a good place. It's got a little bit of everything you could want."

Vasel smirked. I don't know, I could want a great deal of things."

Sean's heart was still pounding as he walked; he'd never done something so risky before, but he happened to be in the right place at the right time. Plus this Vasel was pretty cute. Despite being down on his luck, the great dane looked really well kempt under his tattered coat, his fur wasn't matted, his eyes were sharp and his hair was a clean and brilliant white color. He'd never quite seen anyone like him before. He was leading the canine by the wrist through the crowd, taking a turn to the right then to the left before reaching the destination he had in mind; "Here we go, this is one of my favorite places." He said as Vasel caught up with him.

"Max's Burgers?" Vasel read on the sign. "I haven't heard of this place."

"It's not a chain." Sean explained. "Some of the best stuff in this city at least."

Vasel smiled, though his smile turned to a look of embarrassment as his stomach let out a loud rumble and he placed his hand on it. He chuckled nervously as Sean led him inside.

The meal wasn't anything like a full course meal, but the burger Vasel had gotten was about the size of his head and he didn't hesitate to suck the entire near-pound of meat down in two large, hungry bites before moving on to his generous stack of fries. One at a time, he began to deal with them, sliding them through ketchup and plopping each into his mouth. After about a dozen he finally took a breath and looked at Sean. "S-sorry." He said. "Guess I was hungrier than I thought."

Sean was about ready to take a bite of his burger, he paused and looked at Vasel. He smirked and put it down. "It's my pleasure." He said. "I mean, I like helping people out."

"You saved my life, you treated me to a nice lunch and you barely even know me. To me that feels like more than just "helping out"."

Sean gave a half shrug, licked his tongue along his teeth and then shoved it halfway into his mouth, biting messily down on it before laughing and dabbing the excess ketchup off his lips. "Yeah, I guess so." He said. "I just happened to be there at the right time."

Vasel smiled and leaned back in his seat. "So you are the example I was looking for, huh?"

"Example?" Sean asked, trying not to sound like his mouth was full.

As the waiter approached and handed them the bill, Vasel took it and dropped a fifty dollar bill onto it to Sean's wide-eyed surprise. The dane then placed his elbows on the table and leaned in as he rested his chin on his hands, his tattered clothing evaporating into a decorated collar draped over his shoulders with no shirt. This unexpected change caused Sean to drop his burger as he stared at him in surprise. "I've been waiting for someone to provide an example of the kindness in mortals." He said smoothly. Sean glanced around and realized that no one had noticed the change, or perhaps they just didn't see it. He stared into Vasel's amber eyes, unsure what to say or how to act. He was frozen; not out of fear, but more out of intrigue.

"Uh..." He said, wiping his mouth clean with the nearest napkin to his outstretched fingers. "What--"

"Oh don't be alarmed." Vasel said as he extended his hand. "Please, I would like to share something with you."

"S-sure..." Sean stammered as he took Vasel's hand and instantly the pair were outside again; standing in the alleyway just opposite from where they had met. The rush was enough to make the husky feel faint. "Whoa."

Vasel released Sean's hand and took a step back. "I must confess, I was afraid I would not find anyone capable of expressing true friendship like you. It has been quite some time since I've met a mortal that actually seemed to care about others."

"What are you?"

The dane smirked and stood upright, crossing his arms in an imposing manner. "That is a bit difficult to explain, I've traveled to many worlds to many locations and have gone undercover in order to--test them. To prove that the world was worth saving; and you have singlehandedly proved that for this world."

"Saving? Saving from what?"

"From...well from me. Actually." He replied bluntly. "You see, I am a god of destruction and I am quite capable of doing so with barely a thought. I am sent to test worlds, and if they are not to the likings of those I report to, I am ordered to destroy them."

"Get out of here..." Sean replied, half amused and half terrified. "You actually destroy worlds?"

"Well, I have not had to yet." Vasel said. "And your kindness; the kindness of one individual has postponed the destruction of this world for another millenia."

"You're saying you're a god of destruction...no way, I mean there's just no way. I would have expected a god to look more...more radiant I guess?"

"On this plane, I simply...radiate as much as a typical mortal. But if you seek proof..." He looked around and spotted a toppled wooden table lying on the ground nearby. He walked over and righted it on its wobbly legs. Raising a finger he said "Then observe..." As he brought his finger down to the table a wave of black rippled through the object. It shimmered for a moment, then the wood turned gray, another ripple of black traveled up the height of the table and instantly there was a crack and what was once the table crumpled into ash. "Imagine this, but on a planetary scale."

Sean swallowed nervously. "Do...do I have to?"

Vasel chuckled lightly. "You are quite cute when you're nervous."

"Cute?" Sean blushed.

Vasel moved to Sean so quickly it was like a blur in motion and he'd had his hands placed on the husky's shoulders before he could react. "In fact there is something more you could do for me if you'd like to take a small trip with me, that is."

"I...I suppose, I mean what do I need to pack?"

There was a shift of light around them, Sean could barely feel it as the world changed. He felt dizzy for a moment, but Vasel steadied him. "Nothing at all..." He said.

Sean realized the new environment that was around him when he looked; a beautiful blue sky with a silvery halo that filtered through it, a fresh cool breeze that washed through his fur at a perfect temperature. He inhaled slowly and exhaled, smelling the sweet aroma of...possibly vanilla. The ground under their feet had changed to a gold colored tile and several yards away was a practically Utopian pool fed by streams of water pouring down into it. "Where..?"

"This is my home." Vasel answered. "Across the universal threshold from your own, a place for gods to rest their weary bones. And for mortals such as you, I offer in kind what kindness you have offered me, to repay you in restoring my faith in mortals."

"What sort of--"

Sean didn't have a chance to finish his sentence before Vasel tilted his head up and their lips met. Vasel's body rose in opposition to Sean's form as he inhaled deeply and their tongues met. The god's paws sliding gently down the husky's back until they were placed firmly against his backside. Sean blushed and pulled his lips away. "I...I don't understand." He said. "I mean, you're a god and I'm..." He looked down at himself. "I just don't think I look like something a god would be interested in."

Vasel had almost a purr in his throat before using his finger to turn Sean's head to face him again. "Perhaps that kiss was not convincing enough of your worth, Sean. But trust me, it is something I am all to pleased to give you." He said as he pressed forward, the bulk of his crotch pressing firmly against Sean's jeans, making that impression known as he grinded it against him. "If it weren't obvious enough." He added with a smirk. "Now make yourself comfortable and come with me, I like to bathe before having my way with guests."

Sean had already had his pants unfastened and they fell to his knees as he let the waistband go to look at Vasel. "Having your way?"

Vasel had already stripped completely, his lean, naked muscles swayed a bit as he stepped toward him. "Hmm hmm..." He chuckled with charisma as he leaned his body against Sean's. "Do you think a god would have it any other way?" He asked as he gave Sean a push and he fell backwards.

Sean thought the pools were much further away than they were as he toppled back into the hot water, the remaining clothes on his body were instantly soaked, but it was much easier for him to pull his underwear and shirt off. He emerged from the water with a gasp and wiped his face off with one hand as he set his clothes off to the side of the pool, clearing his vision just as Vasel dipped down into the water. Though leaner than him, Sean couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the dane's muscletone as it loomed in on him. Sean leaned back a little, but as if on cue, Vasel reached his hands in and clamped his fingers around the husky's nipples, tugging them toward him and forcing the husky to push himself closer. He moaned loudly and felt his gut lean against the god's thick cock under the water. "Do you enjoy that?" he asked coyly. Sean's face was so flushed, he could barely nod, then he found himself nodding excessively as the god twisted his nipples gently in opposite directions. "Would you like to try mine?" He asked.

Sean didn't care that it was a rhetorical question; he felt himself drawn to the dark nipples that contrasted the dane's ashen colored fur. His lips clamped onto their target; Vasel's left nipple, his tongue wrapped around it and his drooling lips quickly wet themselves matting the fur around Vasel's nipple as he sucked at it vigorously. Vasel grunted and placed his hand against the back of Sean's head, holding him firmly against it as his cock slowly rubbed against the length of Sean's own member. Using his other hand, Vasel pressed their shafts together and squeezed, making Sean moan in pleasure as his body began to tingle from the contact. He bit down on the thick nipple ever so slightly and pulled at the fleshy nub and he switched to the other one to give it its due. Vasel moved his hand from behind Sean's head this time and began to pull at the husky's exposed nipple, squeezing harder and pulling him closer and squeezing tight, making Sean wince and exhale louder and louder. "Come, let us see if we can release some of this tension, shall we?"

He wrapped his arm around Sean's waist and almost effortlessly hoisted him up onto the edge and his lips met the lower half of Sean's shaft. The husky gasped as he felt Vasel's warm breath wash over his sensitive flesh. His tongue touched the base of his cock and slowly began to climb. Sean leaned back, his fingers pinching at the tiles under him, his tail swaying uncontrollably under him. Without a word, Vasel's mouth slipped over the husky's tip and immediately slipped back down the length, wrapping his cock in the warmth of his mouth. Sean let a hiss slip through his teeth and he leaned back a little more, but corrected himself before falling flat onto his back. It wasn't often he'd gotten a blowjob and he felt like he was ready to cum almost immedately. His body trembled within Vasel's firm grasp, his amber eyes peering at him through the bangs of his white hair. Sean mumbled, trying to put words together but Vasel quickly silenced him by pressing his hand against the husky's chest and pushing him down, taking care to caress the nipple as he did so.

Sean fell flat on his back and Vasel rose a bit out of the water to continue indulging him. He twisted his head ever so slightly as he ascended and went back down again; this was incredible, leave it to a god to give god-like head. He whimpered as he twitched, Vasel's other hand went down and began to fondle his balls, each time they went up, Sean's toes curled under the warm water. He hissed and growled, and began to roll around on his shoulder blades just a bit.

"Nnhhh ahhh!" He cried out after a good couple of minutes as he felt himself shoot off in Vasal's mouth. The god didn't make a sound and the only thing Sean could feel was the feeling of his throat closing and opening with each swallow. "Fffffuck!" He gasped.

Vasel's lips parted from the still-spurting head as it streaked a strand of white over his muzzle, clearly contrasting the color of his fur he breathed hard and licked his lips. "Mmm most enjoyable." He said with a grin as he watched Sean catch his breath, his shaft still firm in his hand. "And still full of energy, I see."

"Wh-what can I say, it takes more than that to put down a dog like me."

"Mmm delicious. Well then, let us see if we can up the stakes shall we?" He asked as he climbed up onto the ledge, a massive erection bouncing out of the water like a pool toy as he turned Sean over onto his knees. "You have quite the amazing ass Sean, you don't mind if I help myself, do you?" He asked as he hoisted the husky's hips up some.

"I d-don't mind..." He said as he felt a cool liquid drizzle down his crack. He turned back as soon as the liquid turned warm and he saw that Vasel was pouring the contents of a strange purple bottle over his ass, slickening it up by rubbing his finger along it. "Where'd you get that?"

"I believe I've made it clear I am a god." Vasel said vaguely as he rubbed the remnants of it on his own tip. "Plus I wouldn't want my company to be uncomfortable." He said as he pressed his tip against Sean's hole.

Sean gasped and buried his face in the crook of his arm as he let out a loud moan. Vasel growled and grunted as he pulled himself back to the tip and thrust himself back in even harder. The liquid dulled the pain as Vasel's girth invaded him; it tickled almost as he was bumped forward again and again. He howled out as Vasel grew more and more eager, getting faster with each passionate lunge. He could feel the god precum flowing into him and even draining out of him as he got slicker and wetter. He huffed and could feel Vasel's length pushing against his stomach, he could almost feel it pushing against his lining, it was as if Vasel had no limits to how deep he went. Every push made him want to cum again, every loud slap made his precum dribble out and leak all over the tiles under them. He was enjoying every minute of it and Vasel's growls were getting intense as he penetrated him hard. Sean was on the verge again within a matter of minutes. Sean felt Vasels' arms wrap around him, and with an unexpected strength, he pulled Sean upright in his arms; he could hear Vasel's howl of pleasure, followed by a hefty pump of heat rushing into his body. It flooded him and the heat rushed over his prostate setting him off again. A whip of cum shot out in front of them, splashing onto the tiles under them and adding to the mess pouring out of him. His climax echoed through the room until eventually Vasel's endurance began to slow and carefully he let the husky back down onto the ground, his orgasm turning to a slow drain as he came to a rest finally, breathing heavily as Vasel petted his back.

Vasel growled. "Hnnn I needed that..."

"M-me... too..." Sean admitted, breathing heavily as he got to his feet with the god. Looking to his clothes; he knew they weren't completely dry yet but started for them just the same. "I suppose after that I should get back, my friends will be sort of worried about me and--"

"Hang on." Vasel said, taking Sean's hand and turning him back to face him. "Before I return you to Earth, I think you'll need to have some food and a rest."

"I'm not imposing?" He asked.

Vasel smirked. "No, I could use the company. And besides, I could use you a few more times later, if you'll indulge a god."

"What will you do? Destroy the world if I don't?"

"Maybe." Vasel said with a playful smirk. "That or I'd just feel like I'm still welching on my repayment. I'd say a few more times will see us square...you know?"

"Well." Sean said as he leaned into Vasel's arms. "If you insist."

THE END