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Series Name: Vulpinicity

Story Name: First Time

Story Theme: M/M, Exotic, Gay

Story Audience: Adult

Summary: Sexy times turn sour...

Story:

The morning was cold, a frost built up on the grass outside, the sun too weak to thaw it. A white haze enveloped the house as Rik woke up in Alpha's warm bed, ready to start the day. He allowed himself a moment to gaze lovingly at his new boyfriend, at his large muscles, his soft fur, his thick, masculine body hair. It was all so cuddly.

He slid carefully out of bed, getting the brush and running it through his currently unruly fur (one had to take care of his fur, of course), taming it as best he could. He then trudged downstairs and padded over to the kitchen, where he got some bacon rashers from the fridge and turned on the hob, placing a frying pan over the flames. When the pan had heated up sufficiently (signalled by a drop of water evaporating near-instantly), he laid the bacon down in it and immediately they started to sizzle excitedly.

In about half an hour he had cooked up two plates of English breakfast (except they had bacon instead of sausages), and he carried them back up to the bedroom, placing one plate down on the bedside table next to Alpha's head. He took the other plate back down and ate his breakfast at the kitchen-diner table. The bacon was so crispy, so succulent; the egg clean-tasting; the toast crunchy and slightly charred (he liked that). All too soon the plate was clean, and he went back upstairs to get ready.

Alpha was already in the shower and Rik contemplated sneaking up behind him and giving him a hug attack, but he hesitated - was it OK for him to sneak up on someone in the shower? He supposed it was in this case, seeing as the man in question was in an intimate relationship with him. He pushed the door open and a bubble of clingy humidity shrouded him, almost winding him. Alpha was standing in the shower to the right of the door and gave him a glance before returning to enjoying the hot water patter on his fur, his eyes closed. He was smiling cutely as he stood there, the water running off his thick coat and splashing on the shower floor and draining into the pipes down below. Rik took off his clothes and stepped into the shower behind him and gave him a big, manly, wet hug.

"Morning," Alpha greeted, chuckling and bringing the fox around to the front to hug him back. Rik found that the wolf smelled of lemons, then looked at the shampoo and saw that it was indeed fragranced with lemons. He buried his face in the brute's chest and sighed contentedly, then shuddered in satisfaction as Alpha scratched lightly behind his right ear. He loved that.

"I assume you ate the breakfast I left for you on the bedside table," Rik remarked, patting him on the belly.

"It was delicious, cheers."

Alpha massaged some shampoo into the fox's thick fur, eventually covering him with a voluptuous coating of soft, bubbling white, which was quickly washed away to leave behind a squeaky-clean vulpine body.

"Perhaps I should have washed you half an hour later," Alpha commented.

"Huh?" the fox inquired. He put two and two together when the wolf started to rock his hips back and forth a little, grinding his sizeable package against Rik's, sending tingles of pleasure shooting up his abdomen.

"Ohhh, now I get it."

He giggled and kissed him on the cheek, and Alpha picked him up with relative ease and took him to the bedroom - although not before turning the shower off. He placed Rik on the bed and closed the curtains before lowering the lights a little then looking back at Rik with a smirk on his face. He leaned over the smaller figure in the bed and Rik could feel the familiar hot, damp, sweet breath on his face as they kissed. There was something so exotic, so powerful about the wolf... Rim just couldn't place it. Then Alpha drew back and raised the fox's legs, his own cock growing and throbbing in excitement before being eased into Rik's tight ass. He began to rock his hips back and forth again, and Rik took a sharp breath as his lupine member filled his asshole, its owner groaning and grunting in pleasure. His golf ball-sized balls bounced lightly on Rik's buttocks and Rik found his own cock peering out from inside its sheath, standing promptly to attention.

"I can... I can see why people call you Alpha," he breathed.

"Mhm," came the almost strained reply. It was clear he was having a blast.

"Things might get a little messy," he remarked, shortly before warm, sticky fluid erupted into Rik's rear chamber, replicated by his own white stuff. He panted as he looked up admiringly at his superior, catching a very feral expression on his face, his eyes glowing yellow. He was growling loudly, thick ropy saliva dribbling from the corners of his mouth. Rik noticed just how ferocious he and his teeth were.

"Alpha?" he said, "Alpha, stop it, you're scaring me. Let me off."

Rik wriggled but Alpha's grip on the fox's thighs tightened and he growled louder, but other than that he was completely still, glaring straight ahead.

"ALPHA!" Rik roared, forcing him off and backing up against the headboard, his knees up to his chest. He stared wide-eyed at the beast at the foot of the bed, dragging the duvet over him for protection.

Nothing happened.

"Alpha, this isn't funny! Cut it out!"

Alpha's eyes returned to normal and he stopped growling, and looked at him. He leapt backwards, shaking, tears in his eyes.

"I-I'm so sorry," he stammered, "I didn't know - I couldn't control it - I-I didn't mean to upset you."

"What the fuck was that?" Rik cried, "Couldn't_control_ it? What, are you a werewolf or something?"

"No! No. I'm... rather surprised you didn't work it out by now. I was... I'm... I was scratched by a Worgen... when I was little."

Rik was none the wiser. Catching onto this, Alpha sat next to him on the bed, but Rik leaned away, wary. Alpha put a reassuring, almost controlling hand on his shoulder.

"About 150 years ago, a group of woodland beasts called Worgen invaded the country from some obscure area in northern Sweden. They scoured the land, killing thousands and infecting thousands more with their curse. To-be mothers carried their infection to the children they bore, and their children, and so on.

"Soon enough, the curse of the Worgen became engrained in society, and their bestial form became commonplace, yet they retained their humanity for as long as they did not overexert it. I am one of the third-generation cursed people and so I very rarely lose myself, but as you saw it can still happen. Once again, I am so, so sorry you had to be put through such... fear.Anguish, perhaps, the smells get a little confused in my nose.

"I had to change my name to fit into society. My birth-name is Alpha Fenrir Shadowfang, born to Fenrir Shadowfang, from whom my middle and last name is derived. My race can be distinguished from a wolf by my longer ears, tusk-like teeth, and my narrower eyes."

"So basically you almost ripped me to pieces from the inside out," Rik replied sourly, "cheers for that."

"Best way to go, though, eh?"

Rik did not look amused. In fact he gave him the most bitter expression he could muster, but when Alpha shrugged cutely he couldn't stay mad at him. He kissed him on the cheek.

"I suppose so."