Daryil's Wish...
Something I cooked up while thinking of the possibility of Daryil getting what he always wanted. A dream 125 years old. This is my take on it. You may want to read Project Future to get some idea of what's going on if you get confused.
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Daryil's joy couldn't be expressed in words as he sat atop of the Creature he had wanted for so long. His heart was thudding inside of his grayish silver chest as the fox stared down at his most sought after prize and realized that all of his waiting had finally been for this exact moment. Tears almost strayed from his eyes as a dream almost one hundred and fifty years old was finally made real. A paw reached up and rubbed the sides of his face to trail away his tears before they could be born and the fox nuzzled the offered appendage in gratitude before tipping his head down and marveling at his beloved.
Looking into Jakob's golden eyes, Daryil found the warmth and adoration swimming in them that he had only seen from one Creature before and the thought of such feelings bestowed upon him made his heart aflutter. Such a long time it had been for him to chase after this wolf but right now all of his past attempts at seduction now seemed to be paying off in spades.
Jakob lowered his hand from Daryil's face and stared into deep violet eyes as he thought about all the times he had ever evaded the love the other Creature had tried to offer him and a vow that he would never disregard those now accepted affections ever again. Though he was still unsure about the new feelings that were blossoming in his chest, Jakob realized that they weren't something just artificially and magically induced but a choice he had always been bequeath to since he could first chose between a male and female partner. Though his mind adamantly wanted a female to bed, because it was something that had always been Jakob's standard default, the love of this male was not something wrong or disgusting, but instead it was something extraordinarily cherished.
Laying back onto his bed, Jakob was thankful that Daryil had asked him to put his wings away so that there would be enough space to lie upon the four poster bed without anything getting in the way of what was to come. Being an experienced lover of men, Jakob guessed that his clan leader had been through this more than once before, a thought that made Jakob grin nervously as he realized just how good Daryil had to have been to be how old he was.
Seeing the look on his mate's face, the fox grinned down at him with sharp fangs as he caught the feelings of uncertainty coming from Jakob's and chuckled darkly down at his lover. Seeing his lover take a large gulp of air, Daryil purred with untold happiness as he leaned down and nuzzled the dark, inky fur of the wolf's neck before sniffing the lustrous scent of the other male and basking in the presence of such a beautiful Creature, this was the moment when Daryil knew what true happiness was.
Jakob murred in return, once his doubt had dissipated, making the fox chuckle before he placed gentle nips along the timber wolf's throat and collar bone, gaining shuddering moans and gasps of appreciation in for his troubles. Being the experienced lover that he was, and having kept a close eye on his clan member when he had been dallying in the beds of others those centuries past, Daryil knew every spot to touch on Jakob to make the wolf sing a sweet song of rapture for him. Running his grey paw down across his wolf's chest, right up underneath where his nipples were hidden, Daryil listened to the sweet hiss of pleasure that Jakob made before smiling down at him knowingly.
Jakob tried to keep a level head about himself and not try to throw the fox down and mount him as he would have done anyone else, but found that it was harder to do as those sweet touches grew more and more sensual with time. His clan leader, for all his craziness and eccentricities, was quite thorough in how he toyed with his body, making sure to touch the exact spot to get him to cry out in bliss before moving along someplace else. The wolf squirmed on top of the white linen sheets as his body was caressed by firm, yet gentle paws as the muscles of his abdomen were massaged by tender fingers and then teased with wickedly, sharp claws. If his headwings had been present, Jakob was sure that his feathers would have been fluttering all around him but for now only his tail twitched and arched on the side of the bed in show of how deeply impressed he was with Daryil masterful touches.
The fox breathed in the scent of arousal from his new mate and grinned happily as he moved onto to the next course of their playtime this soon, with the way the wolf had been evading him for the last century plus, Daryil thought it would have taken him longer to get Jakob so worked up. Moving his hands down towards the timber wolf's naked crotch, the grey fox rubbed his slim fingers over his mate's thick sheath and balls, testing the weight of the sex his lover was carrying and arched a single brow in pleasant surprise at the thick fruit he was handling.
Jakob didn't say a word, but as he looked into his clan leader's violet eyes, a blush formed underneath his fur all the way up to the inside of conical ears. When his grey hair fell over his face giving him an esoteric look, a deeper hunger grew inside of Daryil's chest before the wolf reached up and unblocked the sight of the fox before him. Firm lips rained down upon his muzzle getting a gasp from Jakob. When his muzzle parted a warm tongue sneaked its way inside of his lips to curl around the inner sanctuary of his maw and began tailoring the contours of his mouth to meet its needs. Not on to back down from a challenge, Jakob pushed his tongue back against the foreign one and began a short battle that ended with the blood of his body burning in unrestrained lust.
Daryil could have died at that moment and been a happy incubus. The warmth of his wolf's lips onto his own made his vision hazy for a brief second until he fought for control over his senses. Still rubbing along the full pouch between Jakob's legs, Daryil tugged the lips of the grey sheath up and down until a moist spire began to rise between his fingers. Just like the scabbard of fur and flesh the wolf supported, Jakob's erection was a thing of wonder and beauty, so masterfully sculpted and shaped that Daryil took several long moments to just run the pads of his fingers over the wolf's meat in order to memorize the feel of it into his brain. Breaking his kiss and peering down at the maleness that he had only dreamed about, the fox watched as the flesh continued to grow and grow until it got close to twelve inches long and then stopped pushing forward when the small bulb of a forming knot was beginning to swell at its base.
Looking back at his panting mate and grinning devilishly, Daryil padded himself down across the field of Jakob's front, placing playful nips as he went, until his nose pressed itself up against his beloved's heated sex.
Jakob arched his back and growled when the cold tip of Daryil's nostrils poke at his length making a shock of sensation run up through his spine like a lightning bolt. However, when the wolf felt his clan leader engulf his shaft between his lips and began to suckle over it, he let out a howl so strong the walls shuddered in deference.
True to his sexual nature, Daryil began to bob his head up and down while wrapping his long tongue around the turgid wolfhood before he reached his unoccupied hand lower and beginning to play with the warm fruit of Jakob's nuts. Rolling and tugging the wolf's balls together while at the same time gently kneading his fangs into Jakob's sex, Daryil was intent to make his mate as hard and wet as he could before he allowed that wondrous piece of flesh into the underside of his tail and up into his rectum. Tracing the lines of the pulsing veins covering the wolf's cock, Daryil listened to every hiss, murr and grumble of pleasure that spilt out from between Jakob's lips and thanked the gods that his patient wait was not without its rewards. With his body balanced at an arch along the bed and his tail swaying leisurely behind him, Daryil hummed a little ditty into the back of his mind as he worked his lover over further.
Jakob tried not to mind the silly melody that played over into his head as his clan leader gave him one of the best blowjobs he had ever experienced. Part of being a good lover and incubus was that you had to tune out the ramblings in other's minds during intimate moments but soon he couldn't help but to take note of the familiar hymn as his mind went blank when the fox swallowed him down to the root, knot included, and then tongued at his fully hardened sphere in between his lips. No woman had ever been this good before, not even his wife, who he still thought of dearly, gods rest her soul, as Daryil made motions with his head and lips that should have been illegal. The wet feel of being taken into the fox's maw was heaven and yet the sharp nibbles along the length of his maleness reminded him of the hell that Daryil could sometimes bring with presence. A perfect balance to a somewhat unbalanced character, he thought idly.
Of course being older than him, Daryil heard this and pulled his head up completely off of his shaft to look him straight into his amber eyes. Violet eyes regarded him knowingly as the fox peered into his head before Jakob smiled sincerely and lowered his muzzle in apology. Daryil tipped his head back up with his own snout before licking Jakob's face. Again, no words were said as the two males found acceptance and comfort in one another's company. It had always been there, but now that the feelings they shared had been made certain, neither wanted the other to ever feel estranged with the other ever again.
Jakob returned his clan leader's affections with a slow sweep of his tongue before grunting as Daryil climbed up over his body. For someone who didn't look like he could weigh more than ninety pounds, the fox could put a lot of force into his actions. The snicker that came from above made the wolf moan in patient restraint before he barked in surprise as he found himself looking at his fox's groin. Instinctually sniffing over the sharp, musky scented area, Jakob took notice of the half hardened foxhood that was creeping up out of the furry holder and wondered what it would have been like to have such a thing inside of his mouth. Hesitation made him unsure of what to do, since this having been his, relatively, third experience with a male in his thousand year long life, Jakob simply basked in the presence of Daryil's crotch before the fox pulled himself back and then sat down fully onto his lap with a firm drop of his hips.
The tightness that enveloped his cock was like a vice of moist, heated silk and when Daryil yipped in his face, Jakob knew that his clan leader loved every second of the full girth stuffed into his rump.
The fox didn't waste a second, despite his lower regions request for a reprieve, as he was soon dancing his body atop of his clan member's lap with jerky, if not uncontrollable thrusts of his pelvis. Both Daryil and Jakob grunted as the fox rose up and down over the hard wolfhood that connected them together as Daryil skillfully milked the hard inches of meat with his masterful body. The fox's overly tight tailhole squeezed along Jakob's length whenever he sat himself fully down before pulsing and cloying at the hard maleness whenever he rose up, letting just the tip of the pointed cock poke inside the star between his anus. Seating himself back down, Daryil looked into his wolf's face and found the eyes of his lover clenched together impossibly tight and grunted in disapproval. Not wanting him to miss out on the passionate sight of having himself mated with the best male he could ever hope to bed, Daryil rolled his head around and let his headwings pop out before he leaned down to brush them against his wolf's face.
Jacob's eyes snapped open at the feel of the soft brushing across his face and then groaned when he saw the manic smile peeling across the fox's face as a single feather floated down by his side to land by his tightly held paw bunching up the bed sheets. A firm hand reached up and pushed his head downwards and Jakob gasped at the sight that was presented for him. The sucking sounds of Daryil's ass rising up over his cock had long since become the background music to their loveplay but the sight of his own hard wolfhood pulsing with the beat of his drumming heart caught the wolf by surprise. Somewhere in the back of his head, Jakob guessed that he was still unsure of this entire tryst between him and Daryil, even though he was experiencing it firsthand, but there was no way he could deny the achingly hardness of his sex as it was soon wrapped up into the playful fox's lower embrace.
Daryil, having completed his mission, decided to end this little bout of sexplay and was soon thumping his hips back and forth over Jakob's thighs like a jackhammer gone out of control. His own cock had completely spilled out of his sheath by now and was matting the fur of his groin down with the musky fluids of precome while down below, the twin spheres of his balls jiggled and slapped at the underside of his sheath as the fox made quick, incessant thrusts with his anus along the length of Jakob's cock. Pleasure was his liquor of choice at the moment and Daryil drank deeply with a thirst that begot all other forms of need. The scent of the room was intoxicating and his head was soon spinning as the control over the spell he had placed shattered and soon his two silver wings burst free from his back and fluttered out behind him making a breeze flow through the room.
Jakob grunted and groaned as he continued to watch his clan leader's movements with complete fascination. Soon his cock became obscured totally as Daryil slammed his hips down with bruising force and then fully enveloped his knot into his rectum. A sharp yip became the overture for the song that came from both the wolf and fox when Jakob and Daryil lifted their heads together and cried out as they climaxed at the same second. Daryil's white seed drenched the black fur of Jakob's chest, matting it down and staining it with the mark of his clan leader as his pointed vulpine tip sprayed out his juices like a water hose gone mad. Jakob's own cock hilted into his clan leader and then baptized the fox's guts in the dregs of his love as the wolf came and came and came until there was nothing left inside of the oblongs held tight against his body.
Both males feed from the sexual energies the other produced without thinking about it and soon they found themselves howling again jolting several Creatures inside of the complex awake at the haunting musical sound they both symphonized.
Least to say, that next morning, no one could look Jakob in the eye as several of his workers and lifelong friends snickered at him from behind their hands in his direction. Two spotted cats would note the funny, relaxed look on the wolf's face, while one Doberman would wonder about the oddly musky smell his nose kept taking in. A husky would be trying to look any way but in the winged timber wolf general vicinity as two foxes chuckled for various reasons, all their own.
That entire week, Jakob discovered a new room in the research center where he could do his work; some place far, far away from everyone else.