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"I wouldn't say everything." Mr. Wolf grinned, content with how high his thick bicep could rise now when he flexed it. "You can't say that I don't look good like this. I know you think the same way about yourself."

The begrudging agreement that Marmalade felt caused a rosy pink blush to appear across his face. "Well, as upset as I am that you stole the progress that was so unmistakably mine, I can't help but admit that you wear the size well." The sight of the larger wolf made his heart flutter, as well as rush blood to his pelvis.

Mr. Wolf felt like he was on top of the world for a brief moment in time. Not only had he stopped his adversary from needlessly destroying the very city that he loved so much, but he also got the rodent to admit how hot he looked! It felt incredible, but that was the problem. His tail had begun wagging at the compliment that he'd received, as well as his cock throbbing and oozing forth preseed. This was the worst possible thing that could've happened right at that moment. "Oh no!"

Having grown to be eye-level with the lupine's crotch, Marmalade had full view of the power that a simple nugget of praise had over his nemesis. His mouth contorted into a devilish grin. "Oh yes."

"No, I won't let this happen," Mr. Wolf grunted, steeling his nerves for the inevitable onslaught coming his way. "I won't succumb to your praise."

"Is that so? Then you don't want to hear about how amazing I think your arms look in this light?" Marmalade wore a shit-eating grin a mile wide. "They're so deliciously thick, and the way they tore out of your suit was divine."

Mr. Wolf gasped as his pole belched forth another dollop of pre, causing it to run in rivulets down his length. "Fuck!" The rate of speed in which his tail wagged behind him could easily power the building that the two muscular men stood in and then some. "You really are an evil bastard."

"It's amusing how easy it is to manipulate your body," Marmalade asserted, loving how effortless it was to activate the canine's libido. "If you didn't want to be so easily subdued, you should've just been complimented more when you were younger."

"Oh yeah, because I had total control over that." The way that his prick pulsed in sync with his rising heartbeat caused Mr. Wolf to whimper. He'd never been this horny before, though he'd never had someone practically salivate over his body either.

"Just like you have control over how bulky your pectorals are? Those things could make any man green with envy!" Seeing the other man buckle to his knees delighted Marmalade. He kept thinking of what else that he could say to his archenemy, all the while chuckling under his breath at the situation that the pair of them found themselves in. "And those legs; so compact, and yet so brawny. I imagine you'd be able to kick your way through a door with ease."

The rodent had lost all reluctance in only praising Mr. Wolf through words, now confident enough to caress his swollen form with every compliment. "Do you do this to every guy you try to get rid of?" He huffed as the constant adoration got him panting while ending up on his back.

"No, just the cute ones." Marmalade shot the canine a sly wink before moving back to massaging his adversary's beef. "And what an exquisite-looking neck you have there, ready to make bulls everywhere panic that some smaller animal could one day eclipse them!" The more that he pushed the canine's buttons, the more that he pushed his own. His shaft had grown rock-hard in his briefs and it begged to be let out. "And how about this cock, hmm? You'd be the pinnacle of masculinity with this thing, with every man in the world being lucky to even catch a glimpse of it." Having already dropped all pretenses of modesty, he had no qualms about running his tongue along the quivering flesh, savouring the taste of that meatlog in all of its glory. He knew what had to be done in order to win.

The single act of his crotch rocket getting tongued was enough to send ripples of euphoric bliss shooting up Mr. Wolf's spine, sending him over the edge of orgasm far harder than he'd ever done previously. He moaned aloud as his cumpipe bulged, shooting out white, hot wolfbatter as the guinea pig ducked out of the way. Several thick ropes of seed blasted from his turgid pupmaker before his grapefruit-sized balls felt sated, exhausting him in an instant as he laid there in his ejaculate.

"There we are!" Marmalade congratulated himself on his efforts before pushing himself to his feet. "That oughta keep him out of my way now." He started padding back over to the console, only to stop himself when the confining fabric of his briefs grew too unbearable to ignore. The material tore with just a single yank of the waistband, the elastic ripping as if torn apart by a machine. "Okay, that's much better."