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The struggles in the daily life of a young academic are numerous indeed, but by the time that a young adult reaches college, most of them don't have to worry about the issue of bullying anymore, and certainly not in the way they endured it in high school and grade school.

Unfortunately for Jain, some of that same, immature behavior carried over in her classmates, and she was fighting a losing battle in defending her actions to the Dean of Admissions at her college.

"Your week long suspension begins today, young lady, and I certainly hope that you'll use that time to think about your actions, instead of looking for more fights to pick. I know you have a slight history of aggression on your records, Jain, but this simply isn't like you. Whatever it is that has you so fired up, try spending your week away from classes trying to calm yourself down so you can return to a normal, healthy student life. Do you understand?"

Jain did have something of an aggressive personality by nature, and while she usually had a tight lid on things, she was prone to emotional outbursts from time to time. Given the situation that prompted her to blow her top this time, she felt entirely justified, but the dean wasn't having it. "Yes sir, Dean Richardson. I'm sorry that I let my emotions get the better of me."

Her head was already slumped over and her ears were already flat before the dean could try to save her feelings. "The week will go by quickly, and it's earlier on in the semester, so this is something a dedicated student can recover from. If you prove yourself in your studies throughout the semester, perhaps we'll look into some options to let you make up for the time you're going to miss out on."

"Thank you, sir."

It was a bland, lifeless reply, but the dean was used to seeing such a disposition in suspended students, and Jain had never been in such a situation. She was doing her best to take college very seriously, and at the age of 21, she was right in the prime of her college career, but she didn't want to be there forever. Even the thought of a week long suspension deeply concerned her, and as she stood up to exit the office, she could feel her knees trembling and her stomach sinking down into her footpaws. It was as if the burden of the world was sitting atop her shoulders, and all she could do was walk around carrying it for the next seven days.

That same weight made the walk out of the admissions building seem to take a lifetime, even if it was just a short walk down a flight of stairs and a couple of right hand turns to her exit. She was expecting it to feel every bit as daunting as walking the green mile, but what she didn't expect was the visitor that was waiting right outside the doors of the admissions building.

"You just couldn't let it go, could you?"

Jain wasn't one to be easily intimidated. She was a very athletic young woman, and the small ridges of muscle that defined her abdomen and gave small rifts to the biceps in her arms made it clear to anyone who might cross her path that she was plenty adept at taking care of herself, and taking care of others when the occasion called for it. Of course, the female grey wolf paled in size and strength to her visitor, despite her being over six feet tall.

Ahriman was over seven feet tall, and an imposing and impressive creature. Despite his age of 40 years, Ahri was stacked with muscle all the way from head to toe; even his neck was thick with strength, his chest was broad and powerful, and his midsection was the very definition of cut. Large, powerful arms that Jain loved to find wrapped around her were currently crossed over his chest, and even his black clad attire did almost nothing to hide the powerful muscles beneath it. His jacket was belted tight across his body, and the matching pants showed off the tree trunks of strength that were his thighs. Being a bull meant having a reputation of being powerful, but Ahri took things to the next level, and that stigma made him somewhat difficult to approach, for others.

For Jain, the burning red locks of her hair couldn't compare to the fiery anger she could see burning in his eyes. "You weren't there, Ahri. You don't know what happened, and you don't have any right to judge me for what I did!"

Ahri was no stranger to tragedy and tribulation in his life, so it hurt to hear Jain speak in such a way, but he knew that she was speaking entirely out of hurt and frustration. Ahri was a no-nonsense kind of person, but he was also a very understanding man, and his care for Jain gave him some extra patience with her moods. "I'm not _trying_to judge you, Jain, but I can't deny that I'm extremely disappointed in you for the choices you made. You had to know going into it that there was no positive ending if you lashed out like that..."

"I did what I had to do, Ahri, and no amount of talking me down is going to change my feelings on the matter. I love Elena dearly as a friend, but she's too timid to stand up for herself to a bully. I did what I had to do, and that bitch had it coming!"

The source of their frustrations, and the very reason for Jain being suspended was a conflict between Jain and a red panda female by the name of Ariel, who was spending a good portion of her free time picking on Jain's best friend, Elena. Elena was a kind-hearted soul, as cute and sweet as she could be, and the kind of person who was shy, quiet, and would never wish to harm another living creature. It seemed she was the type who Ariel loved to pick on, and no amount of protest from the kinder soul would put an end to it...so Jain did, with her fists.

"Violence is never the answer, Jain, and sometimes, you have to let people fight their own battles," Ahri reminded her as the pair walked out towards the parking lot. "Elena is timid, but she's a strong girl at heart, and I'm sure she could have taken care of herself if she needed to."

"But she didn't, Ahri, and she wouldn't. She would have just kept on taking it and letting it eat her up inside, and that isn't fair to her. I couldn't just sit by and watch that bitch keep hassling her like that..."

Jain was already balling up her paws into fists of unbridled rage when the pair reached the parking lot, but before the made it back to Ahri's car, they passed a visitor who helped to calm both of them down a little bit.

"Jain...Ahri...what's the matter?"

There stood the sweetest little squirrel that anyone had ever seen, sporting a smile that wasn't broken for the first time in ages. There was still a pain hidden behind the soft blue of her eyes, but it was a pain that was fading, knowing that she had such wonderful friends who were willing to stand up for her.

"Elena...are you all right?" Jain asked, her paws immediately unfurling so she could wrap her friend up in a tight hug.

The adorable young lady was already flushed, just from being in the presence of Ahri. She wasn't exactly one to hide her emotions so well, and it didn't help that no matter how hard she tried to fight her feelings for the lover of her best friend, she just couldn't contain it.

"Yes, I'm okay," Elena said in her usual, timid voice, so quiet that people usually had to lean in and lift their ear to hear her more clearly. "You really didn't have to go to such lengths to protect me, Jain. If I had known you'd suffer those kinds of consequences, I never would have let you..."

"Don't," Jain interrupted her. "Just don't , Elena...you did nothing to deserve what that stupid skank did to you, and someone had to do something about it if the school wasn't going to."

Ahri grunted and looked the other way, not afraid to express his displeasure with Jain's aggressive attitude, but Elena still smiled. "Well, if you need any help getting caught up with your school work when you come back next week, you know who to call. You really don't deserve to be punished for this..."

Jain hugged Elena tightly in her arms, keeping her pressed in close to her comforting warmth. Elena couldn't help a surprised little squeak, but it was a sound that melted into a rumble of delight at feeling so safe in her friend's arms. "You know I'll go to you first, Elena. Who needs a tutor when I have friends like you?"

"You really give me way too much credit," Elena said, though the compliment brought a more genuine smile to her billowy lips.

Jain shook her head. "And you don't give yourself nearly enough. Maybe one of these days I'll work some confidence into you."

"I'll let you try again over a study session, if you like..."

Jain gave Elena one more squeeze and slowly released her friend. "It's a date. For the time being, I guess I better get home and figure out what I'm going to do with my time for the next seven days...ugh."

If there was one thing that Jain hated, it was being bored and not having something to occupy her mind and her time, but unbeknownst to her, Ahri had plenty in store for her to take care of around his massive house while she was under discipline. Elena would be sure to stop by in that time, but for the moment, she turned and left the tense pair together with a dainty wave. "I'm sure you'll figure something out," Elena suggested. "See you two later...not feeling too talkative, Ahri?" she asked, flashing him a very quick smile.

Ahri let out a quiet grunt and managed a small smile. "I hate to see you girls in any kind of trouble, you know that," he confirmed, but he gave a small wave back. "You take care of yourself, Elena. Stay out of trouble."

The small squirrel went off just as quietly as she came, and that same silence that she brought with her hung over Ahri and Jain all the way back to the car, even if there was still a world of words left unsaid between them.

**

"You still don't know the whole story, Ahri. You don't know what Ariel said to Elena, or what she did to her. You don't know what she said to me , for that matter."

"And I've told you that violence is never the answer," Ahri quickly replied, "So regardless of what was said or done, unless she acted with violence first and you were defending Elena, you're the one who acted out of line!"

Frustration was getting the better of both of the pair, even the calmer head of Ahri. It was Jain who decided that words were fruitless at that point, opting to bite her lower lip out of frustration to keep her words to herself. As much as Ahri wanted to talk things through and figure things out instead of stewing on anger, no matter what he did, Jain refused to speak to him.

"Jain, this silence isn't getting us anywhere...and we're not going to get to the bottom of this while you're just being angry with me."

"..."

Lucky for Ahri, the drive was peaceful enough to keep him calm, for the most part. Despite Jain attending a college in the suburbs of the city, she actually lived with Ahri in the countryside, among rolling hills and lush fields of greenery, dotted about by small forests. It was the inheritance of misfortune, as Ahri had come across great wealth in his life, but not without the cost of losing some people who he dearly loved. He gladly would have given it all back at the drop of a hat to have back his loved ones, but knowing such was impossible, he simply used the resources he had to take care of Jain, both in his love for her, and to fulfill a promise to a fallen friend.

All of that open space would allow for each of them to find their own air to clear their minds when they finally arrived, as well.

WHUNK! Jain slammed the car door shut as Ahri parked the car in the turnabout driveway in front of the mansion sized home. She carried her book-bag with her, slinging it over her shoulder and gripping the straps tightly in her pawtips, covered up by black fishnets. She wasn't doing anything to hide her frustration with the situation, and even her clothes were reflecting how aggressive she felt.

"Jain! Do not take out your frustration on my possessions!" Ahri yelled at her, even as she stepped up to the large, solid oak front door and swung it open wildly. Ahri barely managed to catch it and keep it from slamming into the side of the house, the force of the door nearly bruising the inside of his paw. Nearing the end of his own rope, Ahri grabbed Jain by the shoulders and stopped her as she stood in the massive entryway, but even he couldn't spin her around right then. "Just talk to me, okay? Let it out. If you don't at least get it out of your system, you're going to let that anger stew inside of you and end up making the same mistake all over again!"

Jain had her arms crossed tightly in front of her. She was gazing upon the floor with disdain, knowing that she was hurting someone that she deeply cared about, and that was the very _last_thing she ever wanted to do. "I...I t-tried, Ahri," Jain started to speak, her chest heaving a little bit as she started to snuffle. In the privacy of their home, now, Jain could really let her walls come down in a way that she couldn't in her meeting with the dean, or even in her chat with Elena.

Ahri took a step back to the door, locking it behind them and blinking in surprise as Jain nearly threw herself at the large, powerful male. "You tried what, Jain?"

"I tried to be reasonable. I really did try to just usher Ariel away with my words...I warned her," Jain replied, her voice hurried as she fought a losing battle against her tears. "That if...if she wouldn't leave Elena a-alone, I'd make her regret it..."

Ahri closed his arms around Jain's lower back and kept the distraught wolf in his comforting embrace. "And why didn't she listen? Why didn't she stop?"

"I don't know!" Jain yelled in frustration, wishing that she could tell Ahri a real reason. "I don't know what we ever did to her...but...but she called me horrible names, started c-calling me a bimbo and said you were..."

"Were what...?"

Jain buried her face into Ahri's shoulder. "She said you were a pedophile! She said you didn't really love me! I j-just couldn't let that go, Ahri!"

For a moment, Ahri was silent in holding Jain. It was true that from the beginning of their relationship, there had been something of a stigma about their age difference. Jain was just 21 years of age and in the middle of her college career. Ahri was already 40, and a well established, successful gentleman. They shared a mutual, romantic relationship, but even so, being nearly twice her age at the time was something that the outside world simply didn't take to very well.

"She can say whatever she wants, she has that right," Ahri reminded her, "But that doesn't make a work of it true."

"People like her shouldn't have the right to speak about what they don't know," Jain retorted angrily, still speaking out of emotion, but thanks to the warm embrace of her lover and a little time to settle down, she was catching her breath. "At least she won't bother us ever again."

"Exactly," Ahri quickly affirmed. "I know that no one is happy with how the situation got resolved, but the fact is that it's over now, and you won't have to deal with her ever again. The dean knows of the situation, and Ariel will be punished by the administration if she acts out this time, like she should have been in the first place."

"As long as it stays that way," Jain said softly. Ahri wiped a few of the stray tears from her cheek with one of his large, powerful paws and gave her a warm smile, drawing a very tiny smile out of her as well. "I know what she said isn't true anyway, but it hurts...it's like she doesn't respect my decision. I was the one who went after you first, after all..."

Ahri chuckled at the thought. Their courtship had been anything but ordinary, and no doubt, things would always continue to be a little strange between them, but they liked things the way they were. "You certainly did," He agreed, "But I want you to slow yourself down the next time you get in a situation like this. I actually greatly appreciate what you did for me, Jain, but I can't have you risking your whole future over some petty little girl who's jealous of the love that we share...there will always be mean people in life, but there won't always be a chance to get your degree. You focus on that, and if it happens again, you come talk to me about it so I can help you calm down. There's no need for you to face with problems like that by yourself."

"I'll try to do that from now on," Jain said, though Ahri could see she still wasn't quite calmed down. Knowing how much she might still be physically worked up after such an emotional outburst, Ahri leaned down into his lover and pressed his lips firmly upon her own, letting her feel in a physical expression just how much he cared for her, and that, if she were worried about their relationship, they would be okay. The smaller wolf let out a muffled yelp, but as she felt the small endorphin rush in her flesh from the passionate exchange, she finally stopped shaking and got a hold of her breath, keeping her temper in check and returning the kiss with a passion that equaled, if not surpassed Ahri's own.

"Just try to let out your aggression in healthier ways, Jain. I know you've got it in you," Arhi stated, believing it to be a fact, his lips never pulling fully away from hers. "I love you so much...I really just want what's best for you."

Jain only slipped back just enough so that she could speak without her muzzle being blocked. "I love you, too, Ahri. Forgive me...?"

"Of course, Jain. I couldn't stay mad at you if I tried."

Standing in the setting sun that shown through the ornamental glass above the front door, the air couldn't be any more romantic if the air itself wanted to be; Cupid would be asking to have his arrows back if he'd happened upon the couple.

"Good...now that we've got that out of the way," Jain started off, releasing her lover only so she could lower a paw to his crotch and give it a firm squeeze, "We can get down to business."

Ahri yelped in surprised, but then let out a heavy sigh. "And there goes that moment..."

"Hehe...you still love me, Ahri."

"You're lucky I do," he shot back with a small grin, "But I'm more than happy to show you how much I do."

"That so?" Jain asked, taking a small step backwards from Ahri and sliding a paw over the front of her shirt, smoothing it over her breasts to push them out for her lover. "Right here in the foyer? That doesn't seem like you, Ahri," she mentioned, taking another step back and tugging her shirt up over her head, revealing a lacy, black bra, crosshatched with fishnets to match the ones upon her wrists and paws. "As I recall, you prefer to be a little more traditional and keep things in the bedroom."

The pair started a small game of cat and mouse, as each time Jain took a step back, Ahri took another small step forward, always letting her stay out of his reach, as long as she was proceeding with a strip tease. "You're the one who keeps on backing away," Ahri pointed out, his hooves taking him forward in small, measured steps. "I think that maybe you're the one who's feeling rather traditional tonight."

Jain cupped her breasts, one in each paw, giving them a gentle heft and sticking the pink tip of her tongue out at her older lover. "Whatever you say, dear. It's not like you're trying that hard to catch me anyway..."

Ahri decided to join in on the little game, despite his no-nonsense personality often carrying over into the bedroom. Jain was helping bring a more devious personality out of him, and he showed that to her as he unbuckled the thick, black leather belt that held his jacket in place. He tossed the jacket away as soon as it swung open, revealing he wore nothing else underneath it. The rippled texture of his chiseled body made Jain's eyes widen, as the wolfess never took his figure for granted. "And why would I stop you when you're putting on such a wonderful show for me?"

"I can put a stop to the show whenever I want, Ahri. If you don't act a little more interested," she paused, stopping still in her tracks and resting her pawtips on the front clasp of her bra, "I might kibosh the whole thing and just put my shirt back on..."

Not one to let the opportunity pass by, now that Jain was getting him riled up, Ahri took a large step forward and closed the gap instantly, resting his massive paws on the curve of her hips. "Take it off, Jain...and high tail it to the bedroom."

Click , the cups fell helplessly away from Jain's chest, her breasts standing just as perky without the confines, as a result of her physical fitness. "That's a bit more like it, Ahri," Jain replied with a wicked grin. She took a quick step back, slipping out of Ahri's loose grip and turning away from him to walk up the large staircase in the entryway, heading up to the master bedroom on the second level. She made sure that every step she took, she swayed her hips a little bit, flickering her tail from side to side and occasionally giving her rump a gentle feel, just to taunt Ahri at what he was missing out on, even if he wouldn't be missing it for long.

It took every ounce of restraint that Ahri had left not to give one of those rounded cheeks a firm swat, but all of his frustration would come out in the bedroom. Jain was aching with anticipation, and knowing that she had Ahri fired up was only making it worse. Her minor case of nymphomania wasn't easy to contain, and on occasion, she'd looked around to other men in order to help her sate the desires that she just couldn't control, but she didn't love anyone more than she loved Ahri. No one could compare to Ahri, in her eyes.

"Having a little trouble walking? You're moving awfully slow," Jain called back as she neared the bedroom door, resting a paw gently on the curved handle and turning it open, but when she looked back, she saw the reason for his delay; somewhere along the way, Jain missed Ahri slipping out of his rather tight black pants, leaving behind one matching article of clothing, a tight, stretched black pair of briefs that left just about nothing to Jain's imagination.

Of course, she didn't mind.

"I think you're the one who's lagging behind now, so to speak," Ahri pointed out, giving Jain an encouraging nudge into the bedroom and closing the door behind them, locking it as if they were actually expecting any sort of an interruption. "We can't exactly get down to business with your pants on like that..."

"Big as you are, I kinda think we could," Jain protested, "But that wouldn't be nearly enough to satisfy me right now." Stepping into the middle of the unnecessarily large bedroom, right in front of the king sized, four post bed, Jain leaned over, lifting her tail straight up in the air and sticking her rump out as her pawtips fumbled with the button in front. She was getting feverish with need, as even as erotic as her display was, she had to hide just how sloppy she could be when she was this lustful. Her rump didn't show a single flaw, however, as it was exposed from her Capri pants falling around her ankles in a pool of clothing. "In fact, I don't know if you have quite what it takes to put out the fire today, big boy..."

Ahri grunted and stepped between Jain and the bed, giving himself a better view of her well toned backside. "Hmph. That some sort of challenge, Jain? You sure you want to risk that?"

It was obvious that Ahri was a little too confident in himself, as Jain stood upright and turned around, springing from her powerful legs and tackling Ahri right into the soft, cloudy embrace of the comforter on their bed. "You know I love a little risk, Ahri, but right now, I think you're the one who's in trouble. You've got me focused on just one thing, and I'm not afraid to milk you a couple times if that's what it takes..."

"You're a whole lot of talk, now that I've got you talking again," Ahri taunted his lover, perhaps knowing what kind of trouble he'd be getting himself into. "Why don't you show me that need you keep talking about?"

"With pleasure," Jain quickly shot back. Straddling the larger beast on the bed, her thighs spread wide over his groin and her paws resting on his shoulders, Jain leaned over Ahri and pressed another kiss upon her lips, a fiery, heated exchange beginning between the two as she kept him pinned down and kept their tongues entwined. The warmth of her heated sex, grinding hard against his tented member drew a muffled grunt from Ahri, letting himself be pinned to the bed for the moment so that Jain could work out her frustrations on him in a safe, and undeniably pleasurable way. The thin, silky lace of her panties couldn't contain her arousal any longer, and small trickles of her liquid desire were staining the front of Ahri's boxers as she rode him, so very, painfully close to letting him in, but still denying herself that wondrous pleasure for a moment longer.

Ahri was willing to play the waiting game as long as Jain was, but he knew it wasn't going to last too much longer. Her lust was driving her down his body like a train being driven from the tracks, and soon, a simple kiss on the lips, no matter how passionate, just wasn't enough for her. Pulling away from his tongue and licking her lips with delight as she did, Jain wasted no time setting her sharp, pointed fangs into Ahri's neck and nibbling tenderly at his flesh. Her lips sealed around the gentle bite, suckling and kissing at his flesh in a slow, trickling trail that carried her right down his collarbone and across the powerful, broad muscles of his chest. "_Mnn..._I'm still not sure that I'm convinced, Jain. I think you've j-just been pulling my leg," Ahri stammered, trying to keep up his arrogant front, but the tender and skillful lips tickling at his flesh made it hard to maintain.

Claws were already trailing through the short, smooth fur over Ahri's abdomen, raking small paths on their way to something much more sensual. Resting her paws right above the valley of his manhood, Jain hooked her thumbs into the hem of his briefs and started to tug them down, never breaking her lips away from his flesh, never breaking her lustful gaze away from the domineering look in his bright, brilliant green eyes. Words would have been lost in the moment anyway, as Ahri lost his voice to a low, rumbling moan, and Jain left a small mark upon his chest, knowing that he'd be proud to wear her mark later on. What he'd enjoy even more was the feel of Jain's soft, delicate paws wrapping around the base of his growing member, working it's way to a full 11 inches, and squeezing it gently near the bottom.

"Jain...nngh! All right, all right, I believe you!" Ahri called out as he felt a sudden surge of pleasure, shooting up through his crotch and into the pit of his stomach. Jain was a tall girl, amazonian by some standards, but she was still tiny next to Ahri, and her paws still barely fit around the thick girth of his member. She was diligent in working her pawtips up from the base, tracing each and every vein that bulged up to the surface and giggling as she vicariously felt the beating of his heart with each powerful throb that his cock echoed. Just as the kiss before hadn't been enough to keep her satisfied, a taste of his abdomen was good fun for Jain, but nowhere near as exciting as the prospect of trying to handle all of her lover inside her smaller muzzle.

"I'm not convinced that you do," Jain replied plainly. "In fact, I think I need to hammer the fact home _now_more than ever." There was just a single moment of reprieve for Ahri, as Jain finally pulled her lips away from his chiseled stomach, but only so that she could lick her lips, savoring the flavor of her man and admiring the thick, bulging length below visually, before appreciating it orally. It was a struggle from the start, as Jain could scarcely fit the head of the massive flesh in her muzzle, but once she managed it, she swallowed more and more of the length down into the back of her throat, resting her paws on the insides of Ahri's thighs to brace herself.

Just like that, the bull was swimming in pleasure, and Jain was taking him right by the horns. Her tongue swirled and teased over the head of his length, kissing every inch of the tip and getting it nice and slick for an easier passage, before she went about trying to handle the whole thing. "N-no way...no way you'll g-get the whole thing!" Ahri groaned in delight, a small grin played across his lips as he watched Jain wince her eyes shut in her efforts, a small bulge popping out the front of her throat as she tried to go as deep as she could on the massive shaft. Small rivulets of spittle dripped down the side of her cheeks as she kept the length in, gently bobbing her head back and forth on her mate as she sated both her oral fixation, and her mate's need for a little stress relief.

The only thing that it really couldn't satisfy was Jain's need for a little pleasure of her own. Pulling back with a wet, messy gag, Jain watched with an inward delight as small strands of her own saliva kept her tongue connected to the member in front of it for just a moment longer. "Ah...ah..." she panted, trying to catch her breath as she admired the glistening length for a moment longer, wanting to finish the job, but at the same time, feeling a need that she couldn't satisfy through just giving a blowjob. "I'd say you're nice and ready, but what about me?" she asked, looking up at Ahri expectantly, and knowing how serious her need must have been by then, the bull didn't object for a moment. Jain's panties didn't stand a chance, the wolfess worming her paws into her own undies and tugging them away from matted fur, already wet with her anticipation. Wanting to keep Ahri on his back just a moment longer, the desperate, lusty Jain climbed up across his body, settling herself down and straddling his face this time, her thighs instantly soaking the sides of his face and leaving him with a sudden rush of her aroused scent. "Dinner is served, my love."

"My favorite," Ahri mused, sliding the long, slick, wet muscle of his tongue out past his own lips and right up to her netherlips, teasing and tickling her labia with a skillful touch that came from years of experience. Spreading the soft, pouting slit open, Ahri went right in, guiding his tongue further up inside of her body and right up into the vulva, the very tip of his tongue starting to probe even further still. The further in that Ahri could taste, the sweeter Jain became, as if Ahri were a bear, reaching all the way into the back of the beehive for the very sweetest honey he could find.

"J-just don't get...yes...God yes... used to it, baby," Jain tried to speak as clearly as she could, but with a slippery, wet tongue sneaking and flickering about her body, passing over her clit each time it pulled free, she could barely finish a single sentence. "I n-need the real thing, Ahri...I need you , and I mean all of you!"

There was definitely a good, hard romp in the very near future for Jain, but Ahri was having quite a good time making his lovely mate tremble all around his muzzle. His tongue knew just where to go to drive her up the wall, and each pass over her cute, erect little clit made her shudder against him. If not for the thick, powerful muscles of his flesh, Jain's claws might be drawing blood as she clenched onto his shoulders each time he hit a sweet spot, and he was hitting all of them, constantly. Jain knew she wouldn't last long with that kind of treatment, but she didn't want to waste her orgasm on something as simple as foreplay. As deeply rooted as her need was, there was only one route to climax that would keep her satisfied, at least for the rest of the day.

"G-gimme...that...cock!"

Ahri really could have kept going if he wanted to. He could have tortured Jain, bringing her to climax over and over again with nothing more than his tongue, leaving the poor wolfess with a need that wouldn't quite be fulfilled despite all of the other pleasure she was given.

He was more merciful than that, however.

"Mnn...tasty. As you wish, love," Ahri managed to say, even with a horny wolfess bouncing up and down on his muzzle. As soon as he uttered the words, however, Jain bounced right off of him and fell onto her back, kicking her legs up and grasping her thighs in her paws, her legs spread plenty wide enough for Ahri to sneak inside.

"Fuck. Me. NOW."

The look in her eyes, a deep, powerful red nearly as bright as her hair, would be enough to bring most men to their knees, but a powerful lover like Ahri wasn't so easily swayed. Now looming over her smaller form, the bull wasted no time getting into the act, grasping his own length by the base and guiding the head of it into Jain so he could lean further over her. Just that first, girthy few inches was enough to make her bite her lip and squeal with delight, but once he was anchored, Ahri slammed his paws down on either side of her, and pressed onward, stuffing even more of his length inside of her deliciously tight passage. Feeling resistance from her body being so full already, Ahri hesitated to go any further, but Jain wrapped her legs around his lower back, looking up at him with narrowed, passionate eyes. Working in time with his hips, she clenched him between her thighs and pulled him in just a little deeper, wanting every inch of her lover that her body could conceivably take.

"A-Ahri! Yes! T-that's it! Fuck me right...r-right there!" Jain pleaded with her lover, trying to buck her hips against him, even if her body couldn't take any more of his length. Filling her up so heavily meant that Ahri could stimulate her g-spot with every thrust of his length, while his paws were free to tickle and tease her clit on the outside. All of that stimulation meant their sessions never lasted terribly long, but it suited them perfectly; short, passionate, rough, and to the point. Not a single movement was wasted as Ahri circled his thumb over Jain's clit in time with every thrust, and the female wolf cried out in desperate delight, her body trembling with pleasure from the assault. Each and every thrust brought on a fresh wave of wet, slick arousal, soaking Ahri's length until it glistened with the juices upon it. Skillful in the bedroom herself, Jain clenched wildly around her lover's cock, moving her muscles at different times so rapidly that Ahri thought she might just be spasming.

Precum was already starting to well up in the female's womb. "Jain..._God yes, Jain!_You're g-gonna make me cum...if you keep squeezing like that!" he warned, but the fluttering of the vaginal walls around his length told him that Jain wasn't too far off, herself. A deep, powerful release was what she needed more than anything, so Ahri pressed onward, his hips pounding mercilessly at her body and filling her up as deep as she could ever stand. The head of his length met with her cervix on each and every thrust, a unique kind of pleasure that Jain had grown to love, and with so many kinds of pleasure centering around her well-fucked passage, she was losing her grip.

It wasn't just an ordinary orgasm. It was violent.

"Then gimme...g-gimme all of it, Ahri! I need it! I'm cumming! F-fuck...fill me up, please!"

She could hardly move, as deeply as she was impaled, but Jain still flailed about on Ahri's cock, trying to force her body to take more of it than she literally could. Her thighs clenched down so tight on the bull that he couldn't dream of pulling out, and as her walls continued to tickle and tease him in the most pleasant ways, he stopped trying to hold back, and a sudden rush of his cum filled Jain's womb to bursting in just one shot. "Me too, Jain...m-me too! Gonna cum...right in that tight, sweet little pussy!" his declaration came a moment too late, as he was already emptying both of his orbs into her passage, and already, excess was squirting out, jetting away from Jain's body and splashing across the bedspread, showing off just how tight she was, and how impressive his yield was, as well.

Sweat was beading down Ahri's forehead as he pounded Jain right down into the bed, never once breaking his pace throughout his climax, and never pulling free, wanting to let every drop that he had fill up the needy wolfess. Jain clung to him internally as tightly as she could in thanks, her inner walls like a vice around his manhood, draining and milking each drop he had to give as she shook, still shuddering with the absolute ecstasy of the moment.

The chorus of moans eventually subsided to quiet, tired panting, and finally, to blissful silence.

**

A quick shower had been just enough to get the pair ready for rest. Getting pounded so hard took a lot out of Jain, and admittedly, Ahri had expended a lot of energy as well. The messy, seed stained sheets were simply tossed to the floor, and their mutual embrace provided each partner with plenty enough body heat.

Jain was already zoned out and falling asleep, her head placed just perfectly upon Ahri's chest, and the satisfied bull was watching over her, acting as a guardian to her, as he always did. There was something satisfying about watching her sleep so peacefully.

"Sometimes..." he whispered, but not wanting to stir the sleeping beauty, he just smiled and wrapped a single arm around her lower back, keeping his thoughts in the privacy of his mind.

Sometimes you can be a bit of trouble, kiddo...sometimes you can even be a huge pain in the neck...but you're my pain in the neck, and I wouldn't change it for the world...