Something Like That
It was well past midnight when Louis showed up at Legoshi’s dorm.
He didn’t knock. He pushed the door open the second Legoshi cracked it, golden eyes sharp and restless. Before Legoshi could speak, Louis grabbed him by the front of his sweatpants and shoved him back into the room.
“Lock the door,” Louis ordered.
Legoshi obeyed without thinking.
Louis was already stripping, movements quick and efficient. His shirt hit the floor, then his pants. He crossed the room and shoved Legoshi down onto the edge of the bed before climbing into his lap, straddling him with deliberate force. Their bare chests pressed together, warm fur sliding against warm fur.
"Damn, Louis. You're just going to barge in here and... do what you want to me?"
Louis leaned in and spoke next to the wolf's ear. "Damn straight. Now shut up."
Legoshi’s hands instinctively went to Louis’s waist, but Louis grabbed both wrists and slammed them down onto the mattress above his head.
“No touching,” Louis growled against his ear. “Not unless I say so. Tonight you’re just here to be used. Be a good boy. You wolves know how to be a good boy, don't you?”
Legoshi’s breath hitched. His cock was already hard, twitching up against Louis’s ass, the heat soaking into the blood engorged chambers and muscle, and he could already feel fluid rising from the depths, precum or prostate fluid or a mix, sitting in the base of his wolfhood, tickling as it slowly inched through the shaft.
Louis reached down between them and wrapped his hand around Legoshi’s thick length. He stroked him slowly, deliberately, and when that first bead of precum, a bubble as clear as glass, filled out the wolf's tip, the deer rubbed it with his thumb, smearing the warm fluid along the wolf's glistening red cock, making the wolf twitch and his balls draw up. He didn’t rush. He spread it down the shaft in long, lazy strokes, coating every inch until Legoshi’s cock glowed in the low light.
“Look at you,” Louis murmured, voice low and rough. “Already leaking so much. Such a messy wolf. Guess you can't deny you like this, not when you're almost pouring out your arousal like a faucet. You wolves have such a unique smell down there... mmmmmm...”
He gathered more precum on his fingers and reached back, dragging it over his own hole. He circled it slowly, spreading the slick mess over himself while keeping his eyes locked on Legoshi’s face. It felt exciting beyond belief to be lubing up his smooth entrance with Legoshi's precum.
“You’re going to watch me use this,” Louis said, voice commanding. “Every drop you give me, I'm using you fully tonight, you're mine.”
Legoshi’s ears flattened. A shaky moan slipped out of him as he watched Louis’s fingers work, slicking himself with Legoshi’s own precum. His hips twitched upward without permission.
Louis smirked, sharp and satisfied. He reached down again, stroking Legoshi’s cock a few more times, making sure it was thoroughly coated before lining the head up against his hole. Legoshi raised his head and looked right at Louis, at his own rigid cock about to enter the deer, at Louis sheath getting fat and horny and his emerging cock dripping onto Legoshi's stomach. Louis pressed the wolf tip into his hole, parting the ring, wet and warm, and feeling like it was made to take the wolf.
Then he sank down.
Slow. Relentless. Taking every inch until he was fully seated, thighs trembling slightly from the stretch. He stayed there for a moment, breathing hard through his nose, golden eyes half open with pleasure and control.
Legoshi was already lost. His head had fallen back, mouth open, a low whine building in his throat. His paws were still pinned, but he wasn't fighting back. He was prepared to submit to the deer, to this prey animal that was riding his thick predator cock, slickened with hot pre.
Louis started moving.
Not fast yet, the deer wanted to savor the feeling of having a big cock inside him, warm, tight, throbbing against his walls, leaking more warm pre deep up inside the deer and making it slippery and hot. He rolled his hips in slow, deep circles, grinding down onto Legoshi’s cock with deliberate pressure. Every movement dragged over his prostate, and every time he lifted up, he made sure Legoshi felt every inch leaving him before sinking back down again.
“You feel that?” Louis breathed, voice husky but still commanding. “How deep you are? How perfectly you fill me?”
Legoshi could only nod, another broken sound slipping out of him. His knot was already starting to swell at the base, and every time Louis dropped down, it pressed against his rim.
Louis noticed.
He leaned forward, bracing one hand on Legoshi’s chest while the other stayed pinning his wrists. His face hovered just above Legoshi’s, close enough that their breath mingled.
“Not yet,” Louis growled softly. “You don’t get to knot me until I’ve had my fill. Understand?”
Legoshi whimpered. His hips jerked upward on their own, chasing more friction, more heat, more of Louis’s tight body around him. He was trembling, ears pinned flat, completely overwhelmed.
Louis rode him like that for a long time, slow, deep, and utterly in control. Every roll of his hips was measured. Every time Legoshi tried to thrust up harder, Louis pushed him back down with his weight and a low, warning growl.
“Look at you,” Louis murmured, almost to himself. “Falling to pieces already. And I’ve barely even started.”
He reached down between them again, gathering more precum from where it was leaking steadily from Legoshi’s cock. He spread it over himself once more, slicking his hole even more as he kept riding, making everything wetter, messier, with little concern for Legoshi's bed.
Legoshi’s moans were getting louder, more desperate. His eyes were glassy, unfocused. He was completely lost in it, in the heat, the tightness, the way Louis used him so deliberately. His balls were shuddering each time the deer sank down hard on his cock. He could feel their weight bouncing back up against Louis' ass.
Louis finally picked up the pace, riding him harder, faster, his own cock bouncing between them as he took what he wanted. The wet sound of skin meeting skin, fur slapping against fur, filled the small room, along with the two animals' moans.
When he finally let Legoshi’s wrists go, it was only so he could brace both hands on his chest and really ride him, hard, deep, and relentless.
Legoshi’s knot swelled fully, catching on Louis’s rim with every downward thrust. Louis worked it deliberately, grinding down, stretching himself around it without letting it pop in yet.
“You want to knot me that badly?” Louis panted, voice rough. “Then beg for it.”
Legoshi’s voice cracked when he finally managed words.
“Please, Louis, fuck, please let me...”
Louis slammed down hard, and the knot bullied it's way into the slick, warm cave, Louis throwing his head back uttering a curse.
Legoshi came with an unsteady, not so well controlled moan, hips jerking up as he flooded Louis deep. His whole body shook with it, ears pinned flat, eyes squeezed shut.
Louis kept moving through it, riding him through every pulse of wolf cum firing out of that nice strong red rod that the deer kept buried inside him, milking him for everything he had. As the spurts calmed to a steady leak inside Louis, the deer's thighs began shaking uncontrollably and he fisted lasge amounts of Legoshi's chest fur.
He came with a sharp, bitten-off moan, painting thick stripes across Legoshi’s stomach and chest, the ropes seeming to hover in the air like they weighed nothing, then falling thick and gentle over the fur, unbroken, not seeping in, just leaving trails across the wolf.
For a long moment, the only sound was their heavy breathing.
Louis stayed seated on Legoshi’s knot, chest heaving, golden eyes hazy but still sharp. He reached down and dragged two fingers through the mess on Legoshi’s chest, then brought them to his own mouth and licked them clean.
“…Good boy,” he murmured, voice low and rough.
Legoshi was still panting, completely wrecked, knot locked deep inside Louis. His hands had found their way to the deer’s hips again, holding on like he needed the anchor. He couldn't believe his own cock was now locked up inside Louis, coated with warmth and cum and whatever else.
Louis looked down at him. For a second, something almost soft crossed his face.
Then it was gone.
He leaned down and pressed a slow, deliberate kiss to Legoshi’s forehead.
“This still doesn’t mean anything,” he whispered.
Legoshi closed his eyes, too far gone to argue.
“…Yeah,” he breathed. “I know.”
But the way his arms tightened around Louis’s waist said otherwise.
Louis lay down across his chest and cupped Legoshi's face with his paws. Legoshi thought he was going to kiss him, but the deer laid down with his muzzle across the wolf's neck instead. "Just stay silent, Legoshi. Let me enjoy the feeling of your wolf seed slowly pumping for the next twenty minutes, or however long you last. Don't ruin this for me."
Legoshi didn't, he lay there, his cock still hard, his knot throbbing and that unique feeling wolves get, orgasmic energy circling the knot, like something magical was in orbit around his shaft, while he felt more cum take it's time draining up and out of his shaft, his wolfy prostate pumping gentle, emptying more into his system, the liquid exiting inside Louis and crowding around his own cock and filling the deer's hole.
Legoshi could get used to this...
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