Fluff
Just a quick thought turned story.
Alex strode in to his private room, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was wearing nothing more than a pair of bright red briefs and an open silk robe, leaving his lean body on display. Cold puckered his six nipples in to hardened points, but everyone the young star passes seemed not to notice at all, if they even seemed to notice him. At most, he got a slight nod of awknowledgement from people similarly on break.
Once in his room, he let the door shut behind him and clicked on the light. He was relaxed outside, but in here was the only place he could fully be himself. With a sigh, he headed to the middle of the room, hand on a chairback, and was preparing to sit when a click behind him plunged the room in darkness, and another click and the sliding of metal against metal meant the door had been quite effectively locked. Not that Alex could have seen it in the dark; the young cheetah had very poor night vision, especially when working on a brightly lit set all day.
The cheetah froze, and let out a strangled 'meep' as fear started to take hold. Its hold only got stronger as the cheetah heard a deep, predatory breathing coming closer, but with the echo of the small room he couldn't tell from where. He swallowed and tried to face where the breath was coming from, but it suddenly stopped a few feet away. "W-where are you?" Alex called out in to the darkness, turning to try to pinpoint the other figure in the room. He could tell by scent that it was someone male, big, and canine. And close; so very close. Fear simmered, and Alex bolted towards the door. He didn't get far.
He smacked right in to a powerful male body, which didn't even budge. Instead, powerful, beefy arms caught Alex and spun him around, then held him tightly against a massive nude male.. "Look what we have here. My own private pussy-boy." The wolf let out in a rough, hungry tone while squeezing the air out of Alex, one hand clamped over Alex's mouth. The wolf flexed, and a series of pops sounded from Alex's back and arms. "Keep that mouth of yours shut when it's not on my dick, and I might not hurt you too bad, bitch. You got that, spots?"
Alex let out a whimper, and nodded. He tried to look back at the wolf, but even were it not dark he couldn't turn that much. Something hard rubbed against his sacrum, and he could tell by that alone that all that seperated his rear from the wolf was two layers of cloth, one of them only thin silk.
The wolf chuckled, and lewdly licked at Alex's neck. "I'm gonna enjoy this. I'm gonna enjoy you. Your ass might never be the same again when I'm donw with you." He softly growls in to the cheetah's ear, giving that an authoritative lick with the whole length of wolf tongue. The cheetah screwed his eyes closed and let out a whimper, but it did no good. The wolf simply chuckled at it. "That's right; you're trapped. I could do anything I wanted to you and there's nothing you could do about it."
To illustrate his point, the wolf slid a single finger over Alex's nose, completely cutting off his air. Feline eyes snapped open and wide, and the cheetah automatically began to struggle. Not seeming to care, the wolf frog-walked the cheetah over to an indterminate side of the room and quickly snagged something at arm level with the hand that was keeping Alex's arms pinned to his chest. Both of them flew to the hand blocking his air, trying in vain to pry it off. The cheetah's lungs began to burn and his eyes to water, when suddenly the hand moved all on its own. Alex's mouth fell open immedietly for a gasp of air, but what it got was sweaty fabric. At least with his nose also free he got to breathe, but didn't think to struggle as the wolf wrapped back around him.
Panting out of his nose, the cheetah let out a whimper, but lacked the strength to struggle. His body was allowed air, and air was the only thing it wanted. Still, each breath and the whole of Alex's mouth was tainted with the taste of wolf groin from the cloth, presumedly underwear, now serving as gag.
"See? I even let you breathe. Aren't I nice?" The wolf asked with a cruel chuckle, licking at the cheetah again. With one arm pinning down both of Alex's, the wolf began to peel back the robe from Alex's shoulders. Mouth followed, suckling them like they were ice cream. The hand that had exposed them, however, was far from done. Pulling the robe to the side, it parked itself right on Alex's underwear, then slides those down. As wolf muzzle seeks to fit as much shoulder and neck of cheetah down as it could, wolf paw probed a finger in between the defenseless, gagged cheetah's cheeks to poke at the pucker, dry tip piercing through in.
"Nice. I'm gonna enjoy tearing that open, kitty." The wolf growls, finger tip roughly penetrating further. All Alex could do was whimper at the pain and cruel treatement, now fully able to visialize what the wolf had in store.
"Alex! You're on set in five." A voice came from the other side of the door with a knock; the producer.
The wolf cursed, then slowly dislodged himself from Alex. The cheetah dubtifully pulled the underwear out of his mouth and offered it to the darnkess, then pulled his back in to place and corrected his robe. He was now sporting a raging hard-on, and let out a lusty whimper.
"Don't worry, cat-boy. After your scene, your ass is mine." The wolf promised, returning from the void of darkness to grope the cheetah's ass and bury his tongue down the cat's throat. He vanished again. "Lights, Alex." He warned, and clicked them on after the cheetah shaded his eyes.
He knew what the wolf looked like; tall and dark brown, muscled like a 'roid ranger, long snout, longer teeth.... Now, dressed in a pair of white boxer briefs that had some saliva stains on them.
"Now go show those little bunnies who's the feline power-top in these parts, eh? When's your shoot end?"
"I don't know, but not more than an hour more or they have to pay me double time." Alex replied, smoothing out the silk of his robe and headed to the door to unlock it.