Inside You There are Two Wolves
Cass was half-asleep on the couch, one arm draped over his eyes, when he felt the familiar weight of a certain red fox climbing on top of him, intruding on him really.
“Kiran…” he mumbled, voice thick with exhaustion. “I’m trying to sleep, you little menace.”
Kiran didn’t answer with words. Instead, he straddled Cass’s hips and slowly dragged his soft, warm balls and sheath along the length of Cass’s cock, which was already starting to respond despite the wolf’s protests. Kiran sometimes skipped the little teasing and foreplay and went right into assuming he can get away with such intimate direct contact. And he can.
“Just a little,” Kiran whispered, leaning down to nip playfully at Cass’s neck. “You don’t even have to move. I’ll do all the work. I just… I need it. Please? I'm too excited that Zariel is on his way back. You're gonna let me get blue balls, pup?”
Cass groaned, half amused and half exasperated. “You know you have paws, right? And you had me this morning. And yesterday. And the day before that. Give a wolf a break, fox.”
Kiran giggled and kept grinding, his movements slow and deliberate. His sheath was starting to fill out, the tip of his cock peeking out and leaving little wet streaks across Cass’s stomach.
“But you feel so good when you’re sleepy,” Kiran purred, licking a slow line up Cass’s throat and rubbing the precum into his furry abs gently. “All warm and relaxed and easy to take. Come on… just knot me real quick. Then I’ll let you sleep. Promise.”
Cass cracked one eye open and gave the fox a flat look. “You’re a terrible liar.”
Kiran just grinned and reached down, wrapping his paw around Cass’s cock and giving it a few slow strokes, coaxing it fully out of its sheath. He leaned down and dragged his tongue along the underside, moaning at the taste and smiling. The way his fox lips curved in a smile was irresistable. Kiran was famous for that smile while he had a cock deep in his muzzle too, and Cass found the sight excruciatingly hot.
“Mmm… already getting hard for me. See? Your body wants it even if you’re pretending you don’t.”
Cass let out a low growl, but there was no real heat behind it. He was too tired to keep fighting, and honestly… the fox felt good. Warm. Eager. Persistent in the way only Kiran could be.
“Fine,” Cass muttered, grabbing Kiran by the hips and flipping their positions in one smooth motion. He pinned the smaller fox down against the couch cushions, his cock resting heavy between Kiran’s spread thighs. “But you’re gonna stay quiet and let me do this my way. No more teasing.”
Kiran’s tail wagged wildly beneath him. “Yes, Alpha Pup.” Kiran gave him a look that said how pleased he was to be dominated. Such a cute fox.
Cass didn’t bother with much more foreplay. He was too tired and too turned on. He lined himself up, pushed forward, and sank into the fox’s tight, slick heat with a low groan. Kiran arched beneath him with a soft, satisfied moan, legs wrapping around Cass’s waist and already shaking a little.
“Fuck… yes… pup is inside me, oh yeah... I feel that energy from your cock, god it's soo warm, it's seeping right through my thighs and ass and everything.”
Cass gave Kiran's ass a squeeze in response and tugged his tail a little.
Cass fucked him slow and deep, pinning Kiran’s wrists above his head with one paw while the other gripped his hip. Every thrust was purposeful, grinding against the fox’s prostate with each downward stroke. Kiran’s cock bounced between them, leaking steadily onto his own stomach.
It didn’t take long for Cass’s knot to swell. He worked it against Kiran’s rim, teasing, stretching, until the fox was whimpering and pushing back against him.
“Please… please knot me, Cass… I need the pack's youngest wolf to claim me for his own…”
Cass growled and slammed forward, the thick knot popping inside with a wet sound. Kiran cried out, back arching hard as he was stretched wide and locked in place. Cass groaned at the tight squeeze around his knot, the familiar, intense pressure building fast.
He came with a low, rumbling moan, flooding the fox deep with thick pulses of cum. Kiran trembled beneath him, eyes fluttering as he felt every spurt. Cass's balls drew up and dropped with each rope he fired into his fox, his packmate, then they calmed down as his cock entered the quieter knot n' leak phase, the cum running out of it in no hurry. His body knew the fox wasn't getting away, so it filled him at it's leisure.
Cass didn’t pull out. Instead, he rolled onto his back, pulling Kiran with him so the fox was straddling his hips, still impaled and knotted. Kiran slumped forward against his chest, panting, tail twitching lazily.
“See?” Kiran mumbled against Cass’s fur. “Told you it’d be quick.”
Cass snorted and wrapped his arms around the smaller male, one paw stroking down his back. “You’re impossible. But never change, okay?”
Kiran licked up Cass' cheek. "Deal, pup! And you stop changing, or change into something magical!"
Cass' blue and purple energized eyes stared into the fox's amber ones.
They stayed like that for a while, Cass’s knot pulsing gently inside Kiran, the fox’s cock still hard and leaking between their stomachs. The room was quiet, peaceful… until the door creaked open.
Roan stepped inside, golden eyes immediately landing on the two of them tangled on the couch. He raised an eyebrow, a slow smirk tugging at his muzzle.
“Well. Looks like I missed the fun. Already, this morning? Kiran did this I bet.”
Kiran lifted his head, ears perking. “Roan! Perfect timing. Come join us.”
Cass gave the fox a flat look. “We were supposed to be sleeping.”
Roan chuckled and crossed the room, dropping onto the couch beside them. He reached out and ran a paw down Kiran’s back, then leaned over and pressed a slow kiss to the fox’s shoulder.
“Pack meeting,” he said, voice low and casual, like this was completely normal. “We need to talk about what happens when Zariel gets back. And whether we’re keeping the hyena.”
The three of them talked quietly for nearly twenty minutes; plans, security, what Zariel’s return might mean, all while Cass’s knot stayed locked deep inside the fox.
Eventually, Roan shifted, his voice dropping lower.
“You know…” he murmured, leaning down so his muzzle brushed against Kiran’s ear. “I could slip it in here too. Think you got room for two wolves inside you, little fox?”
Kiran’s ears shot straight up. He turned his head to look at Roan, eyes wide.
“Isn’t it supposed to be a white wolf and a black wolf?” he asked, voice teasing. “Not two black ones?”
Roan smirked and started to pull back. “Fine. Offer withdrawn.”
“No, wait!” Kiran blurted, reaching back to grab Roan’s thigh. “I was joking! Please. Do it. I want it. Both of you.”
Roan’s smirk widened. “That’s what I thought.”
He moved behind Kiran, one paw gripping the fox’s hip while the other guided his cock to where Cass’s knot was already stretching him wide. Kiran whimpered as Roan pressed forward, the head of his cock pushing in alongside Cass’s shaft, forcing the fox’s rim to stretch even further.
“Fuck, oh fuck...” Kiran gasped, claws digging into Cass’s chest.
Cass groaned, eyes fluttering. “Holy shit… that feels insane. So tight… I can feel you rubbing against me inside him. My Alpha's cock throbbing against mine. What a fast heartbeat you have, wolf.”
Roan pushed deeper, inch by inch, until he was fully seated alongside Cass, their cocks squeezed together in Kiran’s stretched hole. The fox was trembling between them, panting hard, eyes glass with pleasure.
“Too much?” Roan asked, voice rough but gentle.
Kiran shook his head frantically. “No, no, it’s good.. fuck, it’s so good... I feel so full... and you boys are smooshing my prostate like it owes you money. It's all tingly all over and I feel like I'm gonna cum... this is how Cass feels with his rewired hole?”
Roan started moving first, slow, shallow thrusts that dragged his cock along the underside of Cass’s. Cass stayed mostly still, letting Roan do the work, but every movement made his knot grind against Kiran’s prostate. The fox was moaning nonstop now, a constant stream of broken, desperate sounds as the two wolves used him.
Kiran’s cock was trapped between his own belly and Cass’s, leaking steadily. Roan focused on his thrusting, arching his back, his hot ass muscles tightening whenever he went in deep. He was soon actually panting from the effort of plowing such a tight hole.
“Are your balls touching?” Kiran asked breathlessly, voice dazed.
Roan chuckled darkly. “Yeah, fox. They are. You’ve got two pairs of fat wolf balls pressed right up against each other and your ass. You'd love the look of it I bet, maybe we really should go back to doing some KnotHub videos someday?”
Kiran whimpered and dropped his head against Cass’s chest. He was gone, lost in the overwhelming fullness, the stretch, the constant pressure on his prostate. His cock twitched hard between them, and then he was cumming, untouched, thick ropes painting Cass’s stomach and his own fur as his hole clenched rhythmically around both knots and all three canine's were filling the room with their sounds and scents, the smell of musk and cum heavy in the air, heaven to their nostrils.
The contractions forced the two knots tighter together. Cass groaned, and Roan let out a low, guttural sound as he came too, flooding Kiran’s insides with hot, thick pulses. Cass followed right after again, adding to the mess, the two of them pumping load after load into the trembling fox.
Kiran was shaking, eyes unfocused, mouth hanging open. He looked completely wrecked, and blissed out. His trance like state didn't change even when his own red fox cock because pulsing cum on their bellies.
Cass reached up and licked slow, affectionate stripes along Kiran’s muzzle and lips, tasting the warm smooth fur of his fox friend.
“Good boy,” he murmured, voice warm and rough. “Taking two wolf cocks at once… that’s no easy task. You did so good, Kiran. Impressive boy you are. Tomorrow I think we'll go a little rougher, really fuck you good, fox. For now let's just enjoy the gentle and calm. Leak on us, sexy.”
Kiran made a soft, broken sound and nuzzled into Cass’s neck, still trembling. He can get soo overwhelmed with pleasure that he seems vulnerable in a cute way.
They stayed like that for a long moment, Cass knotted inside Kiran, Roan still buried alongside him, the three of them breathing together in the quiet dark.
Then the perimeter alarm blared outside.
A split second later, gunfire ripped through the living room wall.
Bullets tore into the couch, the walls, the floor. One round slammed into Kiran’s butt cheek with a sharp, burning sting.
“Fuck, silver!” Kiran hissed, claws digging into Cass’s shoulders.
The three of them moved at once, falling awkwardly off the couch in a tangled, still-knotted heap. They hit the floor hard, scrambling to get untied as more bullets shredded the room around them. Cass growled through the pain of forcing his knot free, Roan doing the same, and then they were crawling on hands and knees toward the kitchen, staying low as gunfire continued to rip through the walls, pinging off the microwave and the tv stand, one old beer can sent flying like it was target practice, the leftover contents spraying over the room.
Cass reached Kiran first, pulling the fox behind the kitchen island and immediately checking him over.
“Where’d it hit?”
Kiran winced, twisting to look at his own ass. “Just the cheek. Nothing important. I’ll heal once we get the silver out.”
Cass’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. “Stay down.”
Roan crouched beside them, golden eyes hard as bullets continued to riddle the living room. The three of them hunkered low behind the island, ears flat, listening to the chaos outside.
All of their eyes locked. "I can fight, my ass is burning but fuck it. Fuck them!" Kiran yelled.
Roan nodded. "We've trained for this. Let's get to positions."
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