A Cold Winter's Night
All was silent, all through the house. The silver wolf was asleep in bed, and not making a single sound. He slept in a small bedroom with a full sized bed, bundled up tight in several thick covers as the snow fell thickly outside the window above his head. The room was rather neat, not a thing out of place. The only thing lying out was a pair of black sweat pants and a black shirt. The room itself was rather plan, not much decoration around at all. It was a simple white painted room with a bed, dresser, and closet. On the dresser was an alarm clock, the red numbers showing seven thirty A.M. The wolf slept with his ears flattened down, the fur around his eyes a bit matted down as if he cried himself to sleep.
Suddenly a sharp sound rang through the house, making the Silver wolf sit up straight in the bed with his ears perked up intently. The sound did not come from the alarm clock, but from outside of the room. He recognized the noise immediately, and jumped out of bed. He was not that tall, being about five foot six, and was somewhat thin. He was not muscular, but he was not fat either. He was also sleeping with no clothes, but he quickly threw on the sweat pants that lay on the floor and grabbed a black coat from his closet that had rips in a few places. It was rather old and needed replaced, but it wasn't the time for this now. He whimpered as the alarm continued, knowing it was his smoke detector in the other room.
He grabbed his cell phone from the dresser and ran to the door, grabbing the handle. He yipped out however and released the door as if it burned him, remembering what his mate had strictly taught him about emergencies. He then took a deep breath, his ears flattening as more tears came to his eyes as he felt the door gently. He blinked them away as he realized the door was cool and opened it slowly, poking his nose around the corner. He gasped as he saw the living room, as the smoke alarm stopped sounding, seeing it decorated in several festive decorations. A Christmas tree, fully decorated, stood in the corner of the room with a brightly wrapped emerald green present underneath of it.
The smell of burnt food reached the wolf's nose, and he turned his rather puffy eyes towards the kitchen and walked in, shaking a little. He didn't put out any decorations; he never really had a Christmas spirit before so he didn't even bother getting a tree. Moreover, he knew those where not there last night when he went to bed.
He poked his head around the corner, shaking a little to see what was in the kitchen. The counters were a mess! His ears flattened down immediately upon seeing it, flour everywhere, the butter laying open on the sink, potato peels on the table in the far corner, and canola oil spilling all over the floor. In the center of the room, holding a red fire extinguisher was an otter who stood at about five foot eight. He wore tan pants, an olive green shirt looked rather tight fitting from the back, and it was easy to see the white cooking apron strap around his neck in contrast to his brown fur.
The otter turned around to face the silver wolf, looking a bit aggravated. Once he saw the wolf, how ever, he sighed and started to scratch the back of his head. He had deep green eyes, a black line going from his left eye half way down his muzzle. His smile was sweet and kind, showing a muzzle full of white teeth. The apron said on the front "Head Chief" in red letters. It was tight on the otter, the apron belonging to the wolf, and it showed he clearly had a good muscle build around his chest, a six-pack barely seen under the clothing.
The wolf's ears perked immediately as he ran towards the otter, slipping on the oil that spilled all over the floor, sliding into the larger fur, and the two of them slide into the foam covered stove. The wolf's tail was wagging franticly, and a picture above the stove showing the wolf kissing the otter that was before him. The only difference in the picture, which was them both shirtless at the pool, was that the otter used to have a little chub of a belly. The face marking, and general face was the same though.
"Ren, oh god what are you doing here? I thought you where reassigned somewhere far away?" He asked almost franticly. More tears where streaming from his puffy eyes, but yet this time they where tears of joy.
The otter chuckled and said "The college campus is far away from where I was, I was reassigned to be home as a recruiter." He slowly pulled the wolf's chin up to look to him and drew him into a long kiss, the two of them lost in sweet reunion.
They kissed for a while, the wolf running his paws all over his mate to feel the drastic changes. He had rock hard abs, muscles that felt like they could snap him like a twig, and a tight ass to boot! The wolf broke the kiss and said "Love, you've changed so much! But I missed you much more than you changed!"
Ren chuckled and responded while his paw wiped away the tears still streaming down his face "I know, six months with no contact at all for basic. It was hell, but I thought of coming back to you and worked my ass off. I wanted to be someone you could be proud of Sam."
Sam growls at the remark, slapping his mate's ass sharply while saying, "I have always been proud of you and nothing would have changed that! But, god I'm not complaining about the change if you like it. You're ripped!"
Ren pushed off the stove, being careful on the oil coated floor as he said "I ruined your Christmas surprise, I'm sorry. At least your gift is safe under the tree. And you really must have missed me if you're not bitching about the mess."
Sam smirked and handed the otter a mop saying, "I would say I'd mop it with your ass, but I want that nice and clean for tonight. We'll clean up together, you just made my Christmas." He then sighed at the stove, shaking his head. "And you apparently forgot you where banned from the stove after blowing up the turkey."
Ren growled a little himself, mumbling "No fair that was your fault. You wouldn't leave me to cook." As he turned to his mate, he placed the mop on the counter. He slowly moved towards his mate, and grabbed him from behind. "Something like this!"
Ren pulled the coat his mate was wearing right off, ripping it into three parts with his strength and the jacket's need to for replacing made indefinite, leaving his mate's chest bare. He then grabbed his mate with one hand, glad to show off how strong he was now, and lifted the smaller wolf into the air while his foot paw held the legs of his pants to the ground. His hopes where confirmed when his mate's ass now was right in his face, nothing in the way. His tight pants started to tighten as he sat his mate back down on the ground, turning the wolf to kiss him deeply. Ren did this so fast, all Sam could have done was gone along with it.
Sam murred into the wolf's mouth, pushing forward just a little bit as he kissed his mate back. He was in sweet heaven, but as he pushed forward, Ren felt taken aback. The larger otter stepped back, not used to his mate pushing back in anyway, and fell pulling the wolf with him. The two yipped, falling into the oil that was covering the kitchen floor and Ren's fur and clothes got soaked. Sam's legs and tail got into it as well, matting down their fur.
The two looked at themselves, and sighed in unison. After helping each other up, Sam took the mop and cleaned up the oil while Ren cleaned the counters and stove. After they finished the kitchen, the two looked to each other and started to laugh. Sam finally calmed down and said, "Shower, now. Before this oil gets too set it." to which Ren agreed.
The two went into the bathroom, a decently large shower with a sink and toilet. The walls were a sea blue, with white square tiles. The toilet was in the upper right hand corner, the sink in front of it. Along the left wall is a shower that could easily hold both furs, and quite possibly a third with a tight squeeze.
Sam would slip in the shower, turning on the hot water as Ren slipped out of his clothes. As the otter took off his shirt, Sam looked out of the shower to see the six-pack he thought he felt. His paws pattered the floor in excitement, his hopes shown to be true. Ren would look up at the wolf, and smile saying "I guess you like, instead of the chubby little otter I used to be."
Sam would nod a little, saying "As long as your still the caring otter I fell in love with on the beach, but damn you've gotten so hot!" as he slipped back into the shower, steam starting to flow over the top of the curtain. Ren would smirk and slide into the shower himself, seeing the silver wolf getting is fur soaked by the steaming hot water coming from the showerhead.
Knowing the oil came first; Ren would get on his knees behind his mate and help clean off his tail while the silver wolf took care of the front side. Sam, enjoying the gentle touch of his mate, started to feel his sheath twitch but chose to ignore the strong feelings he wanted to have taken care of in favor of a clean coat. After a good fifteen minutes of work, Sam was oil free so he turned to his mate with a smile and met him with a kiss. They switched places in the kiss, not breaking it nor missing a step as if it was a normal practice with them, and Ren sighed as the hot water hit his back. He would turn his back to his mate, letting the wolf return the favor of cleaning his tail and the back of his legs. After about twenty minutes of hard work and scrubbing, most of the oil was out of Ren's lower half. Sam took to work on his mate's back, and as he scrubbed Ren spoke up a little
"Sam, I've really missed you but what have you done while I was away. I heard you shut yourself away from everyone, that Ash hasn't seen you in months outside of class." Ren said quietly, turning his head to look at his mate in the corner of his eye.
"Well, I was depressed. Without you here with me, it felt so cold even in summer. All I wanted to do was lie in bed and sob when I heard that you were going to be reassigned. It was weak of me, I know." Sam said, hoping Ren was not going to push farther. He then grabbed Ren from behind and held him tight saying, "You deserve better, I know. I'm sorry."
Ren would turn around in the hug and push his mate back gently to arms length, holding his paws on the wolf's shoulders. "I have the best for me, I've told you this. I'm sorry that you misunderstood and was really sad; it's half my fault you suffered like that. If anyone should be sorry, it's I for doing that for you. I thought you where fine with the separation anxiety; otherwise, I'd have not left. I'm sorry I didn't think things through love."
Ren would pull the wolf into a hug, stroking his neck lovingly as the water started to turn cold. The otter took the water on his back and ignored it however, not wanting his mate to feel like he has for the last few weeks. Sam sobbed a little and reached for the water behind Ren, turning it off after a little while and said, "W-we should get dry, I don't need a cold I don't think and you don't either Ren."
Ren nodded in agreement and the two stepped out on the mat in the center of the shower. They grabbed their towels from the towel holder on the side of the wall and dried themselves as they walked into the bedroom. Sam stood in front of the bed, sighing happily, as he debated on what they could do. Ren would walk up behind Sam, a smile forming on his lips as he gently pushed Sam down onto the bed on his stomach.
Ren would lay lightly on top of his mate, who was murring in delight underneath of him at the familiar feel of the otter staying as close as he could. Ren would lean to his neck and lick it gently, sending shivers through his mate's spine that made the otter's sheath twitch. He loved teasing his mate a little, and Sam was one of those that if you did not hit the right spots you would be back at square one and have an unhappy wolf. He'd run his right paw over top of the wolf's left leg as he nibbled on the wolf's neck a bit more, causing him to squirm in delight. Ren's penis started to stick out of his sheath, growing quickly in anticipation. Sam's member was already fully erect, being nine inches in length, and was rubbing against the sheets with every squirm.
Ren would turn the wolf over and bring himself to the wolf's lips, kissing his love deeply. Their paws would travel over each other, starting in different areas but they would both end at their mate's twitching members. Ren would grasp and rub slightly over where his mate's knot would form, causing the wolf to moan in pleasure into the kiss. The wolf would return the squeeze, rubbing down his mate's ten-inch dick to cause the otter to moan back, a little shocked. Sam wanted to push a bit more, ecstatic that he was with his mate again, and pushed upwards into the kiss. Ren fell back under the smaller wolf's push, blinks and lets the wolf have his way.
Sam would keep the kiss, stroking his mate's member slowly with one hand as his other rubbed the otter's left side gently. This immediately made Ren's hips buck a little, the otter now wrapped around the wolf's paws as Sam hit all his soft spots. It was a pleasant surprise for the otter, but not something he normally did. After a bit of this, Ren remembered his own paw on his mate's penis and started to stroke back slowly. This made Sam squirm above the otter in delight, breaking the kiss. Ren smiled and said, "You're being more dominant than usual Sam, you that ecstatic to have me back?"
Sam would blush through his fur and say "I-I guess. I've waited for you for so long. I also learned a few new things too." as he sat on his mate's waist, Ren's penis poking lightly at the base of his tail. Ren tilted his head to the right questionably and the wolf would blush a bit deeper.
"So, alright. You've never lead, but I want you too now. I told you the dominant one in you would come out eventually, I want you to do what ever you want, my ass is yours." Ren said with a smirk, watching Sam squirm a bit. Sam would then nod, and get up to go to the closet. He dug around in it for a few minutes, his tail wagging slowly. He would then sit up, holding a few leather straps and what looked like a black leather collar with silver studs in it.
Ren's mouth dropped in shock as Sam's ears flattened, him saying "I-I guess too much." to which Ren would shake his head no and beckon him to continue. His ears perked up and he practically skipped to his mate. He tied down each paw to the bed, and put the collar around Ren's neck. He was spread eagle on the bed, his tail hole just at the side of the bed. "I hope you enjoy this Ren. I will do my best..."
Ren smiled and said, "I have faith in you, I am all yours." as Sam rubbed up his legs slowly, lowering his muzzle to take his mate into his mouth. Ren moaned lightly as Sam started to go to work. "God, you haven't lost your touch." Ren would say as the wolf started to deep throat his mate while rubbing the insides of his legs gently. Ren's toes would curl as his mate hit all of his sensitive spots.
Ren's breathing would get a bit faster, his moans would come louder as his fingers tried to grasp anything nearby. He was getting closer, and he wanted this release. He did not get to have time alone at the base often, and it was never as good as it was with his mate. He closed his eyes to enjoy the rest of the ride, but Sam suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and saw his mate had gone out the door, leaving the otter close to the climax he wanted so badly. He would whimper, and pull against the bindings. They held fast, even against the otter's new muscles. Sam walked back in the room, chewing on some buttered toast. He would smile and say, "You want some, I bet your hungry love."
Ren looked at the wolf dumbfounded, and said, "Y-yeah later I guess. Are you okay love, you just stopped and left me here?" as he pulled a bit more at his bindings. Sam smiled and walked to his mate, holding the toast where he could get a bite. Ren's stomach did growl, to which he had to honor his mate's gift of food. Why could he not just finish with him and let them have a good breakfast together?
After he finished the toast, Sam got up and took a drink of the water he sat down on the end table, and opened the drawer. He pulled out a bottle of lube and smiled to his mate. "I can try this, hope I can do well." as Ren blinked in surprise. He nodded to give permission and a go ahead, to which Sam smiled. He opened the lube and was sure to coat his twitching member in plenty of it. He then walked to his mate and placed it at the tail hole. He sighed, and pushed into the otter slowly.
Ren gasped out in shock, this was the first time having someone enter him, and Sam stopped to give the otter adjustment time. Ren nodded to him slowly, and Sam pushed farther in. The more it slid in, the more Ren felt his world splitting in several places. The feeling was new to him; the pressure on his prostate was something he never experienced before. Ren moaned out in pleasure as Sam's pelvis rested against his mate, all nine inches in the otter's rear. Sam reached for his mate's penis, stroking it slowly with the left over lube left on his paw. Ren moaned more as Sam did this, his ass clinching down on his mate. Sam smiled, loving every minute of this. He pulled out slowly, almost all the way out, and plunged back in. Ren gasped and moaned out in shock, his hips bucking upwards into his mate's paw. Sam kept up the slow humping, and pawed his mate faster and faster. The extra stimulation caused Ren to try to grasp anything, his breathing already at a quickened pace.
Sam knew he was already close, his knot already pushing slightly at his mate's tail hole. He was very tempted to keep up the game, to do so he could not tie his mate but something in his mind scratched the thought of passing this to shreds as he started to hump more franticly against his mate. Ren could feel the knot pushing against his tail hole, and he blushed right through his fur. He always wanted Sam to tie them, but Sam feared causing pain to anyone so he never could be the top. He wanted this. He needed it. He was so close to release, but he held it back so that his mate could tie him. It was hard, his member twitching in aggravation as it was left alone, Sam's paws now on Ren's legs to help steady him for faster humping, and pre leaked out of the tip and ran down his dick to be collected by Sam's chest fur as he brushed lightly against it. Ren closed his eyes, just as he did they shot back open as his world as suddenly full of stars. Sam's knot just pushed into him, and it felt like his body was about to be torn in half. The pressure, the pleasure, the pain, the feeling, the knot, it was all too much. Ren, instead of going over the edge, felt as though being shoved off the edge and over the next as he cried out in a loud moan, white seed shooting all over his chest. He shot out a lot of cum, the combination of a long time and the amazing stimulation pushing him into an orgasm he would never forget. Sam whimpered, rocking inside his mate gently due to the tie as he got to the edge. Ren's ass was milking him for all he was worth, and it was tight to begin with. It was not long, maybe half a minute, after Ren's release that he howled out. Ren felt the wolf penis twitch, and send ropes after ropes of seed into his insides. The warm seed was the icing on the cake, making Ren become lost within the world, which he found himself. Sam lay down on top of his mate, getting the otter seed all in his fur as he panted and murred happily. He then looked up to his mate and said with a chuckle "We're gonna be stuck like this for like a half hour, A nap sound good Ren?"
Ren would nod as Sam undid the straps on his mate's legs, and he would walk around with Ren twisting towards one arm. He undid the right arm, and let Ren get the last one. Ren would turn carefully, and they would lay together in the bed a little sticky. Sam buried his face into Ren's fur and started to snore immediately, Ren following suit shortly afterward. The snow outside the window shinned with the morning sun as the two mates lay together, sleeping away the morning to continue the fun that night