Gloves 8
The latex at his rear grips his butt, digging fingers into blushing flesh to make sure they have a firm grip before pulling his cheeks apart. The cool breeze of the room blows up his crack and tickles at his tail hole. Now the cheeks on his face blush...
Fealty (M/M)
Jakob grabbed him by the hand, glove on glove. "nothing's wrong. i'm just observant. the other day, when i startled you while you were trimming your fur, you got an erection when you saw me in my uniform." the coyote stopped, mid crouch.
The Pirate and the Playboy (pt. 4 of the Buck and Kennedy stories)
The stunned black lupine did as directed, although he left his gloves on. "gloves too. that's right; just the leather pants and boots. i want to watch a wolf fuck him, not just some guy in leather."