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(Contains some yiffy M/M situations. If you dont like that kinda stuff I wouldnt reccommend reading that part.)
"Carry on my Wayward sons.
There'll be peace when you are done.
Lay you're weary head to rest.
Don't you cry no more."
The radio was comforting on the way home as it always had been. That and the vibration the black camaro gave him were really soothing. He leaned back into the leather seats and clenched his fingers around the steering wheel.
Wham!
Johnny suddenly slammed his fist into the radio as static filled the airwaves.
"Come on, come on you piece of crap..." He angrily spat out, cursing the situation and continually knocking his paw into it until it started working again.
"There..." He halfheartedly smiled and continued on his way home, breathing a sigh of relief when he finally arrived and pulled up into the driveway.
After parking it, gripping the key with his thumb and forefinger and switching off the ignition, he climbed out of the car and looked at the place he called home. His eyes trailed across the old, decaying cabin which had once been full of life. But it had long since lost its warmth. Focusing on the exterior of the building. The wood was cracking, the window blinds that were seen from outside where pale and worn out, and the yard itself was in shambles and covered with a frosty layer of snow. That feeling of home that he once cherished had dissipated. But it was his, at least for the moment.
He gripped the sides of his jacket, pulling them closer to himself and realized he was just standing outside like a fool, pacing quickly to the door and finding the key to his house.
Click.
He shakily inserted the metal key and opened the creaking door, quickly stepping inside and shaking off the bitter cold, placing his jacket onto a nearby chair that was as in bad of shape as the house itself. Luckily, he had left the heater running. It was a bad move to do when he wasn't there. But he welcomed the heat on such a cold, frigid, and lonely night.
"It's too late to stay up." Johnny grunted and stumbled to the bed, not caring to remove any clothing but his boots before he crash landed into the covers, pulling them up to his neck and proceeding to roll over on his side as he was used to doing.
His eyes focused on the pillow next to his head, snaking a paw up to press into the soft, abandoned fabric.
"Wish you were here..." Johnny pressed his nose into it and whispered to the ghost of a memory and closed his eyes. Shutting off the tears he had felt swelling up inside.
***
A quiet whine of the door sounded out the silence as Johnny slowly slid into the bedroom, his paws lightly clasped onto the side of the door as he stuck his head in, eyeing down the situation. He saw the black wolf sleeping soundly atop the bed, covers thrashed around, casually spread across his lower back and occasionally rising only to fall again with each deep breath of sleep. Head buried into the pillow as he slept on his stomach, nuzzling into the pillow like he had done to the wolf who was watching him so many times.
Johnny tiptoed carefully to the side of the bed as not to wake him, stopping for a moment to eye the sleeping beauty. He had always liked to watch him sleep. The way he'd move or roll over, the way his facial expression might match those in a paradisiacal heaven. And the short twitches his eyes made when he was dreaming. Johnny hoped he was in there somewhere.
A grin toyed its way across his muzzle while he knelt down and crawled atop of him and straddling his lower back which we're underneath the silk sheets. His paws smoothly landing onto the muscles of his shoulders and beginning to knead into the fur. His fingers padded into the fibers of the wolf's muscles as if he were exploring them all over again, letting each of them glide through his paws, and taking his time massaging and rubbing all the tension away.
He grinned as the wolf underneath him sleepily smiled; apparently enjoying the attention his partner was giving him. Truth was, Johnny loved making him feel good. It was what made him happy.
Johnny smirked as he leaned forward a little and rested his chin on the wolf's shoulder, nuzzling him. Content with how he was doing. Yet, the wolf sort've shrugged his shoulder as if he wanted him to stop. This made Johnny want to do it even more. He began breathing light breaths across the tips of the wolf's ears, giggling softly as they twitched and fluttered at the rush of air tickling them.
Again he was brushed off, and with a small, but playful growl, he began nuzzling his neck again, flicking out his warm tongue and teasing the sleepy wolf with gentle licks across the sensitive areas of his neck.
"Oh, so you want it like that eh?"
The wolf growled just as playfully and tossed Johnny off of him. With a second of quickness the black wolf had him pinned onto the bed, his paws pressed against the soft, silky sheets.
"All you had to say was stop." Johnny grinned and giggled nervously, his ears flattened back onto his head. The wolf looked at him angrily in silence, and Johnny got a little tense, confused about his expression. So he began to open up his muzzle to speak but was interrupted by warm lips pressing against his own. It felt forceful, but it was soft and so enjoyable. And he signified this with a low moan. Loving the feeling of his mate's tongue that had entered his mouth and was now massaging his own. He loved kissing him, it felt like such heaven when they were close, but this simple gesture always reminded him of love, moaning a little more as the wolf began to gently caress his cheek, running his other paw through Johnny's hair. He never even realized that his paws had been cuffed to the wooden bedposts.
Johnny let out a slight whimper when the wolf let up and he realized what had happened. He began to feel so helpless as he was being watched with hungry eyes. But he knew that if there was anyone he could have an absolute trust in, it was his mate.
The wolf leaned his head in, and began nibbling against Johnny's neck, his tongue softly massaging into the fur while his paws carefully kneaded his chest. He murred and tilted his head so that he could have full exposure to this. But it hadn't lasted longer than a minute when the soft lips had moved down onto his chest. The silky tongue, carefully making precise licks across the lines of his muscles. The wolf traced his name into Johnny's chest fur with his tongue as if it was an enigma of invisible ink. Tattooing his name and leaving his mark to say he was his. Johnny murred softly with his eyes closed, the wolf was beginning to move his muzzle further and further downward.
Johnny blushed hard as the wolf's paws made it to the rim of his boxerbreifs, sticking his fingers into the waistband and slowly removing and tossing them to the side. He was now fully exposed and vulnerable to anything the wolf wanted. But his erection clearly showed how excited he had become. The roughly 7 inch cock emerging from his sheath and throbbing in anticipation against his lower abdomen.
"Ah!" Johnny suddenly cried out as he felt the wolf's tongue grind into an extremely sensitive area to the left of his groin. His paws yanked at the cuffs and he raised his lower body up, uncontrollably trying to receive more than enough of this sweet treatment. But the wolf didn't give in; He teased that area just as much as he could. Kissing, licking, nuzzling into it. It was driving the poor, defenseless wolf up the walls as he begged for more.
"Ya like that, don'tcha daddy?" He said with a seductive voice, grinning as he looked up at Johnny whom nodded with a low, drawn out moan. He found the dirty talk so sexy, and it only turned him on even more.
"P...Please..." Johnny began to practically beg him to continue, to give in and take him right there. And after a few more pleads, he did.
"Nnngh!" Johnny moaned loudly as the wolf finally reached his member, kissing the tip and tracing his tongue around the head in a circle. Johnny's body began to twitch under the pressure. The wolf's paws clasped around him and began to slide in unison with his lips. Even then the wolf teased him, tricking him with varied strokes. Some long and drawn out, others too short.
By now Johnny's paws worked at the cuffs on his wrists. He tugged at them in his state of pure ecstasy, desperately trying to get free. The chains of the cuffs rattled and shook with his arms, the sounds mixing with pleasured moans of passion. He couldn't take this for much longer, and his body began spastically thrusting up. To which the wolf gladly meet back with his mouth, meeting him at every move.
"I'm... Ah!" Johnny exclaimed. He knew he was about to hit the brink when the wolf suddenly stopped and sat up with a wink.
"Not just yet." the wolf muttered with a sexy voice. Leaving Johnny frustrated as his climax had begun to settle down, but enough remained to leave him panting in bliss. Then he felt the wolf's paws part his legs, the soft fur of his waist brushing against Johnny's cream colored thighs while he settled between them, the wolf's hard erection, about the same length of Johnny's. Pressed against his entrance.
"Oh, I'm so going to get you for this!" Johnny panted as he rested his head onto the pillow, his legs starting to wrap around the wolf's waist. His next moment was incredible. The wolf slowly teased his way in, stopping short and not going all the way in until Johnny begged for more. He was enjoying every second of this sexual torture his mate was enduring for him.
"Nyah!" He grunted as the wolf forced his rigid cock all the way in, moaning as he began to pick up a pace inside him. Johnny moaned along with him, his eyes shut tightly as the wolf settled into a rhythm, driving himself deep within his mate's tight hole. The wolf leaned over him so they were eye to eye and Johnny began to feel as if he would explode. He was kissed once more before the poor wolf's arms were removed from the cuffs, Johnny quickly gripping onto his shoulders and supporting himself while the wolf maliciously pounded him.
Johnny could tell that his mate loved the control he was getting, showing it by constantly changing and maneuvering his pace. Every so often he would passionately kiss the wolf underneath him, causing Johnny to irradiate a muffled moan between their muzzles.
The wolf felt himself becoming closer and closer to the edge as he leaned up and placed his paws on the bed above Johnny's shoulders, using the extra support to bury himself that much deeper. Leaving his mate to wrap his paws around himself and finish the job while he thrusted.
Johnny's legs wrapped tightly around the wolf's waist as they both exploded at the same time, dual howls taking over the air before another kiss was made. The release like a bomb that had just gone off. And as the wolf came inside his lover, he took Johnny's shoulder into his mouth. Biting him roughly as an animal would do, holding their mate in place.
"Oh...Michael...I love you so much." Johnny panted out between hard breaths. His fingers gripping into the fabric so hard with his claws that they began to tear.
"Love you too." Michael responded with a moan. Taking his paws and interlocking them with Johnny's.
Eventually the thrusts became slowed and to a halt, the wolf collapsing onto Johnny and resting his head against his chest. The swollen member still lodged deep within as they cuddled in bliss of afterglow and passion. Sharing a final kiss before catching their breaths and saying sweet nothings before they fell asleep.
Tired, pleased, in heaven.
***
"Well I, woke up one mornin'"
"Seen my, baby flyin' away"
"Sugar don't go"
"Said I, don't be treatin' em right by the things that I say."
"Sugar don't go."
"I feel, I'll be left alone"
"And I'll cry, yeah, yeh heh yeah"
"All alone"
"Oh, in the rain"
Johnny slowly opened up his eyes, the fur around them matted as if he'd been crying during the night. Quickly wiping them and shutting off the alarm clock radio he'd gotten set up on the old wooden table beside his headboard. He didn't bother to look at the time.
"Ugh, what a nightmare."
He slowly let out a sigh, covering his face in his paws and groggily standing up with a yawn.
"Well, here's to another day." Johnny groaned and walked to the living room after slipping his foot paws into his boots, sitting on the couch with a thud and taking an easy breath. "Damn it...I know what I need." He walked over to the chair where his leather jacket lay and rummaged through the pockets to find a badly distressed cigarette package, with one left in the box.
"Last nic of the day" He sighed again and paced over to the couch, removing the Zippo lighter from his jeans and sparking up the unfiltered end. Taking a long drag and a breath out, leaning his head back into the cushions. "Guess I'll have to get more..."
His ears flicked as he heard a soft beep to the left of him, tilting his head and catching a glimpse of the red light on his answering machine going on and off. Johnny raised an eyebrow and pressed the button. Awaiting the messages.
"Hello... Mr. Wolf?.. I'm from the Mountain ridges electric company and it appears that you're electric bill hasn't been pai-."
Johnny calmly got up and grabbed his leather jacket to head outside, not listening to the rest of it and making his way to the door; opening it up.
"Screw it, Nothin a candle or wood won't solve."
One booted foot paw made it out on the rickety porch before he stopped, catching a familiar voice resonating from the machine.
"Who the-?" He thought to himself and turned his head back to listen.
"Ya there?, it's Michael. You should stop by sometime and see the new house.. It's really nice!"
JT listened to the hesitation between sentences as the message played.
"Besides.. I miss ya man, Come on over and see us.. Jessi's really excited to meet you too. Anyway, See ya later!"
He growled under his breath and headed out for the car, slamming the door and walking into the frigid air.