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There they stood on the cliff's edge, their foreheads connected and their consciousness intertwined, as though destiny had laid its hand upon the event. Zeke smiled into the core of the sun then looked back into the dialating eye of Wolf. Under sheet of heavy breath, Wolf said, "They'll call us crazy. They'll call you crazy...what if...what if..." All Zeke could remember was the previous events...the previous battles...the previous tragedies they'd seen along the way. He looked down at Wolf's shirtless body then at his own. Wolf's strapping suspenders were too seductive not to pull on...or pull off. Wolf felt underneath Zeke's drawn overcoat across his ribs and down his hips. Zeke reached behind Wolf's back and up his spinal column. Wolf let out a long, soft breath which was shaken with shivers of excitement. Zeke laid his forehead back against Wolf's own and looked into his eyes seductively as he extended his v-shaped tongue outward and licked around Wolf's lips. Wolf caressed his tongue across Zeke's tangible snakebites. Zeke sighed as his eyes rolled back. Wolf felt upside his thin cheekbone and through his silky, tuscan-red hair. Zeke let out a heavy breath through his nose as he touched it to Wolf's snout and moved downward towards his neck and collarbone. He rolled his snakebites across Wolf's tingling neck as Wolf looked upward and exhaled in excitement. He reached down into Zeke's pants and felt around his buttock. The two moved slowly toward the ground, where Zeke laid Wolf against a nearby rock overflown with moss, softening its surface. Zeke stopped brushing his neck and looked into the war-torn canine's eye. The two were panting so heavily and yet so softly under the warmth of the setting sun. The blue glow of Wolf's electric eye was dim but so enticing to the young vulpine specimen as he felt down his cheekbone to below his hip and began to pull on his beltloop. Wolf smiled as he lowered his chin and looked into Zeke's eyes seductively, his mouth almost visibly frothing, as only a lupine man's could. Zeke didn't stop smooching him regardless. He said very effeminately, "Hope you're ready for this, old man." Wolf laughed in a more deep fashion. "I'd rather you call me 'daddy', little boy," he cackled, his voice descending in tone yet ascending in lasciviousness. Zeke complied, "Okay, daddy..." he giggled softly. As he pulled down Wolf's pants slowly, Wolf said, his half-erected penis slipping upward and being tickled under the fabric of his tight pants, "Oh, Zekey-baby, get those fuckers off...oh yeah..." The sky had begun to turn pink over their fruitful yaoi party. Wolf began to pull down on Zeke's beltloops as well, as his pants were practically off (though not fully, due to his shoes below them). Zeke lifted up his arms sexily as he knelt down, ready to feel Wolf's giant cock across his buttcheeks and through the ravine between them. And so Wolf followed suit once Zeke's pants were fully abased. Wolf hung out his tongue with a lift of his back and a heavy rub across Zeke's crotch and up through his crack. Zeke breathed a heavy, hot breath into his face as the two slapped each other's tongue. "That's a good little dog. Keep it coming, Wolfy..." Wolf didn't speak a word; he was practically laughing with pleasure as he kept scrubbing his moist penis across Zeke's buttocks region. And all Zeke wanted was Wolf's uncut tip pleasing the G-spots in his rectum...and that it did. Zeke extended his tongue in pleasure; "that's the spot," he whispered, almost to himself. "You want it all?" Wolf said, with a sense of effort. Zeke agreed with a sexy nod. Wolf felt up his legs and spread his buttocks for him. Zeke caressed his hands and forearms as he leaned over, breathing onto Wolf's neck as the elongeated penis slid ever slowly into his anus. Zeke gave a few small licks, and Wolf in return. Wolf pushed slowly; it wasn't anything Zeke couldn't handle. In fact, he loved the feeling. He bent over and blinked shimmeringly into Wolf's eyes as the sky above began to dim. Wolf scanned his body using his fingers, beginning with his tight chest then down toward his "man ovaries", as he like to call them. He continued the bounding with such passion toward the young fox at a consistent, relatively slow pace. Zeke could feel his heart racing as he returned such passion with his erotic, whispering moans. He knew what Wolf loved; he'd gained experience in what the dominant hand was scratching around for. He loved Wolf; he wanted to please Wolf. His master joined in the deviant chanting, his manly, deep voice bellowing out toward the sea. "Yeah, who wants to be my little bitch?" he proclaimed, not expecting a reply. Zeke's eyes said it all, as they pierced through the shroud of emotionlessness in the wolf's mind. Wolf began to caress his lover's ribs harder as he began to fuck him faster. Zeke smiled with a burning hint of light blowing across his line of teeth, like fog over the Braxtonian Midland. He moved his hands across Wolf's relaxed chest and up his neck, where his tongue was soon to greet. Wolf could feel the jism coursing through his system as Zeke slowly brushed his tongue up from his collarbone into his hairline. Wolf was tickled with extreme pleasure, the exact kind Zeke had so long desired to give him on their long journey. And yet, he was seeming to enjoy catching so much that Wolf's pleasure was drowned out into his subconscious. "Mmm, yeah," he murmured, "I like it rough. You know I do, big daddy." Wolf nodded and once again giggled dismally as only he could. His voice was a siren in the ears of many a Smash Brother, but Zeke fell in love with it, certainly as of right now. Such a voice replied in all its toughness, "You bet I know you do. I'll bet you can't handle what comes after, you naughty little boy." Zeke's abdomen grew shallow with submission as he replied, "Oh god, spank me. We'll see how much your little bitch can handle." Wolf feared he was too close to ejaculating as he said, "Don't tempt me, kiddo." Zeke loved it when Wolf used such old-fashioned terms like "kiddo" or "sport". It made him feel all the more submissive, which he wasn't accustomed to at all. He intensified his effeminate twerking over Wolf's penis as he said, "Oh, I'm tempting you, Wolfy. I'm gonna make you go all-out on this dirty little fox." Wolf complimented his lover, "Oooh, 'dirty little fox'. I like that, Zekie-poo." The two began to hump with the force of a freight-train's wheels. Zeke began to, for the first time in what felt like forever to his glutes, squeak and murmur like the bitch he wanted to be for his Wolf...