Collar the Wild

Chapter 29 - Deep

Foregoing the knock this time, Ember turns the handle to the rec-room and steps in. Cal is sat at the computer, playing a game where you play as humans doing day to day life things. An odd concept for a game he thinks, and considers how much it would be improved if the humans were werefolk. He has earphones in, assumedly so block the TV at the other end of the room. Hess and a Voigt, reclined on the bed, appear to be watching a very charming human man attempt to assist a lady detective in solving a murder to get content for his books. Ember steps around and finds, to the contrary, only half an audience. The old, grey wolf is fast asleep with the other laid with his head on Voigt's chest and his hand idly busying itself further down. He spots Ember and he instantly bolts his ears up, his tail happily swishing about.

"Come here," he says softly and pats the space beside on the giant bed, carefully extracting himself from under the arm. Voigt's cock falls heavily to his groin, left to throb untouched amid the dense pubic fur. "May as well finish the episode with me ... then we can ... sneak away." His eyes crease from the eager grin.

"Fine by me," Ember chuckles and climbs onto the mattress to be immediately grappled by the chubby wolf.

He squishes the larger body affectionately and pulls him close to his side while they watch the rest of the episode. Although, Ember finds it difficult to focus as a hand wanders zigzaggedly down his body. The fingers of Hess's hand split as they reach the sheath, sending two either side down the furry frenulum. He's gifted a drop of pre on the back of his hand as the tip of the red penis pokes out. The plumpness of Ember's sheath makes his arousal quite evident and as the hand works its way around and grips it tightly, more of the shaft makes its way into the open. The wet, slippery sound it makes can just be heard over the TV, and seems to entice Hess more than the sight.

Surprised for it to have taken this many seconds, Ember watches him shuffle down and rest his head on the belly, allowing a high definition viewing experience as the throbbing member continues to grow. Glistening sparks reflecting off its surface, coupled with the overhead light fragmented into spectrum through the hanging drool of pre, works well at transfixing the wolf. He stares obsessively at the beauty of it, rapt as it engages with so many of his senses. His eyes trace the ridge of the head, watching it twitch and ooze perfectly clear liquid. Even the steam that floats away from the hot skin steers its way into his nostrils, taking the scent with it and tormenting his self-restraint.

Hess murmurs softly to himself, fully absorbed in the moment, gently squeezing at the knot and occasionally licking the overflow. His zeal multiplies with each taste, until he can resist no longer and slips it inside. Left with only the memories since last he had it in his mouth, and a noticeable state of unclean, the flavour has only improved. Added with the fumes now having a direct route to his nose, and the physical sensation only a rigid cock can provide, Hess's mind is locked on this task.

Ember bites his lip and suppresses a moan when he feels the warmth of Hess's mouth close around his engorged cock. He turns back down to face the wolf obscuring his member and notices another canine dick poking out from behind the chubby brown body and bobbing up and down slowly. He lays a hand on Hess's head and pushes him down a little further, getting him to take more of it into his muzzle. He complies without resistance and starts slurping on every inch he can get his tongue on.

A gentle snore attracts Ember's attention, reminding him of how the veteran wolf can sleep through anything, even over the noise of the TV and the clacks of the keyboard from where Cal is still engaged with his game. He feels naughty getting a blowjob so close to someone asleep and unaware, yet also excited that they could be caught any second, despite it not being much of a threat if they did. He'd either want to join in or kick us off to let him sleep in peace. The realisation that he's already able to predict how Voigt would act, makes Ember smile and tempts him to wake the old wolf up to see which it might be. Hess's muzzle slips off his cock and their eyes meet.