Wolf and Cat

Self control

"Fucking asshole.." Huffed Nick. Flicking his ears and rubbing his hand on his face, he was frustrated. Not with himself but with the Colonel, leaving him alone, leaving him wanting more. The thought of him having to hang around the crew feeling the same way with no scent of the wolf to drive him crazy, it made Nick a little happy. 'Just because he wants to torture himself doesn't mean I gotta do the same' he thought. The light of the room made him feel watched and uncomfortable thinking about what he wanted to do, stepping over he flicked the lights off. Waiting for his eyes to adjust he sniffed around. He smelt the scent of the boy in what was once his bed, definitely not anymore. A particular scent whiffed and stung into his nose, scent of the Colonel. Turning his head to the opposite bed and walking over, the scent grew stronger and more addictive.

Brushing his hand over the bed, the sheets were perfectly made, no wrinkles or any sign the bed had been used if it wasn't for the scent. It made perfect sense the colonel kept his bed in tight shape. Everything revolving around the man was always precise and hard thought. To the man's wardrobe and dressing to even his food. Even Instructing the chef on the proportions to make his meals. A strict energy protein diet for an avatar. Don't even get started on his coffee, the man has such a specific taste he only makes it himself now. If he was ever too busy to make it himself you'd better hope you get it right, but there'd always be something he'd critique.

Lifting the blanket over the waft of the smell escaped the bed into the wolf's nose. Wagging his tail frantically Nick crawled into the bed. Snuggling in he pulled the blanket over himself curling up inside. His tail moved under the blanket further creasing it, cheeky giggles were heard from the bed, like a child who knows he's doing the wrong thing but taking thrill in it. Nick rubbed his head into the pillow sniffing and licking around, trying to get as much of the scent onto himself as possible, only further increasing his excitement and thirst.
Feeling so flustered and comfy in the bed made his eyes heavy and body relaxed. It wasn't much thought on what he decided to do in the bed, snuggling himself around covering himself  in the blanket he rested his head into the pillow. Shallow sniffs left his nose trying to absorb every speck of scent in the bed, it felt addicting in a lot of ways. Closing his eyes Nick only had one thing on his mind, being against the wall with his Colonel again, this time there little entanglement would last the whole night, no interruptions. Losing himself in his thoughts it didn't take long at all for the wolf to fall asleep. Sweet seductive dreams of the Colonel ensured his body kept its excitement during his sleep.

A twitch of his ears, Nick quickly lifted his head up out of the blanket, during his sleep his dream changed from the Colonel to chasing a cow, he tripped and slammed down into a pond, he felt himself drowning but even though it wasn't real it felt like his stomach was filling with water. A sudden sting and fright rushed through his body, waking him up. Looking to the clock on the desk it was 7:00pm. Just about dinner time, Nick would usually be snacking before the last official meal of the day, his stomach was rumbling at the thought of food being served at this hour. With the thought of food his nose tried smelling the air, not even on purpose. Instead of smelling food the wolf's nose caught a different scent that still arose his apatite. He remembered he was in the Colonels bed, the smell seeped to his nose affecting his body yet again. Nick remembered his plan before he fell sleep, defiling the Colonels bed. Rolling onto his back Nick leaned his head back quietly sniffling the air. Unbuckling the belt he unbuttoned and zipped down the pants. Knowing what he was set on doing his body boiled, not even starting the fun yet his body worked up a sweat, his skin almost burned from feeling his pheromones leak into the air. Ears flat down Nick couldn't hold back his smirk. Pushing his hand down his pants grabbing his dick, having to pull it out of the seemingly small zipper hole, not to mention the hard on made the job incredibly harder. Bending through the hole it then straightened out into his hand. The wolf's stomach burned and pulsed down to his dick, it felt like a aching pleasure, being so teased now finally he could find some relief, his body was begging for it. He needed it. Putting his hand behind his head on the pillow he could relax his neck with no strain. Tightening his hand around the shaft Nick slowly rubbed his hand forward towards the tip, as he reached it he cupped the tip in his hand ever so gently squeezing down, than releasing, moving his hand the other way. Slow and rough he continued. Breathing shallow and quick drool dripped down his mouth down to his neck. Taking a breath Nick took his hand off putting it to his mouth, putting out his tongue saliva practically pooled out of his mouth, wiping the drool onto his hand he held it over his shaft, letting his spit drip down to it. Cupping the shaft again he slowly rubbed his hand lubricating his cock.

Quickening his hand motions from the end of his shaft to the tip, each lap made him silently groan out. Sweat darkening his fur while moistening it. The quicker he went the more hoarsely he breathing became, almost choking on the air. Eyes rolling to his head, jolting his back to a slight arch at the sensations, painfully working himself up to his release. "Fuck.." he groaned. Shuffling himself around only fastening himself, the wolf pictured the Colonel without his shirt, knelt and tied down onto the floor, a begging flustered look in his face, just asking to get teased just as he'd been doing to the wolf, and then a little more for entertainment. He imagined the Colonel's groans and whimpers from such torture, pink blush swelled into the blue kitty's cheeks, with eyes teary yet glaring. Thinking about this burned inside his stomach travelling down to his groin, it was a burning desire for pleasure that would soon be met. He hadn't dared try anything since he woke up in cryo almost three years ago, mainly because there was always an officer standing by watching and listening to him, encase the wolf dared to escape or attack, then there was the sharing a room with the recoms. Back in the military on earth the soldiers slept heavy with exhaustion during the night, there human ears were weak too. Now with the recoms they had sharp hearing and stronger instincts, either way from it all there was no occasion he could ease himself. There was bathroom breaks however Nick wasn't that desperate, there wasn't much for him to get worked up over anyway, until now. Now it was almost too much for his body to handle, yet he always wanted more.

The wolf moaned under his breath as he shuffled around, snarling his lip as he closed his eyes, pacing his breath with each stroke. Nick felt himself twitch, an addictive rush of pleasure flowed down from a swallow of his throat, to the beating heart in his chest. It travelled down his stomach and the feeling only grew almost burning with the greatest sensation. Slightly squeezing his dick, arching himself to his stroking. low and quiet the wolf whimpered and groaned. Quickening his hand he felt his cock twitching as the burning pleasure was swirling around his groin. "Fuck.." he huffed. "I'm gunna..-".

Footsteps paced down the hallway, heavy.
The wolf could hear the footsteps gradually getting closer, Heavy, angry. Nick's ear twitched, his heart raced, losing the good swelling feel inside he then paused in realisation, someone was coming to the room. He was in the Colonels bed, he was defiling himself in his bed, to be caught would be regrettably embarrassing, especially if it was anyone else. "Shit..".

Letting go of himself Nick rolled over and grabbed the blanket pulling it over him and snuggling in, perhaps if he faked being asleep the Colonel wouldn't care.  As the footsteps reached the door, there was a pause, buttons pressed the outside panel unlocking the door. Sliding open Quaritch walked in, Nick twitched his ears as he heard the Colonel cough. Keeping still the wolf slowly breathed in and out, trying to relax and mimic sleep. Quaritch paced around the room, ears lowering and his tail flicking. Thinking the wolf somehow escaped. But impossible?. It would never occur to him to check his own bed for the wolf, but he kept his head pacing. Looking at Nick's old bed it was empty with the sheets messed up. Glancing to his own there was a large bump under the blanket, he looked back again, the blanket was breathing?..

Quaritch walked over and flung the blanket off, the wolf was curled and seemingly asleep. Quaritch stepped back coughing and holding his nose. "Get up.." he huffed. Nick shuffled around around further curling himself up, laying on his stomach his crotch was hidden, he didn't have time to put it away. The colonel breathed out almost choking on his own spit. "I'll be back in ten minutes, be up by the time I'm back" walking out he closed the door. Nick raised his head, he didn't hear any extra clicking on the panel, the door wasn't locked. Getting up Nick poked up his ears listening for the Colonels foot steps, he had walked around a corner to the left. Stepping out of the bed Nick put his dick back inside his pants and adjusted the belt and zipper making sure everything was in order. He was still pissed about the moment ruined but he could get the hell out of the room, away from the stench on the bed.

Looking at the panel there was an array of buttons, one was green and fairly larger on the screen, Nick pressed that. The door slid open revealing the two sided hallway, Nick turned right and headed there. The way Colonel left would lead to an open area with humans patrolling he knew that much, to the right was a another large room but all it had was protective flooring and some benches around it, it had no equipment so no one used it, unless you wanted to spar.

Turning the corner Nick could hear cheering and laughter from the room.