The title explains this book, here you'll read some stories of these two. Fair warning though, these stories might contain Smut.
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3rd Person Pov: Inside a house were a bedroom, bathroom, living room, closet, and kitchen. Nothing too weird that is if you count what happens in the kitchen. That's where food is made and eaten but, what else happens there? Well, two animals live there, a Jackal and a Wolf. To be specific, they were both dating. But, nothing too weird about dating, it's just cuddles, kisses, arguments here and there, and then forgiveness. A normal relationship, that is until you count that they are both animals. Mating Season was coming soon and since their animal species participate in that, things were bound to get awkward. And that's why, two animals were in the kitchen. But, why? To eat? Cook or bake food? No, for a completely different reason. One that is weird and awkward to describe. "Ow! Ah, Ira! Not so hard!" The Wolf exclaimed, blushing intensely. "Sorry, Gadget!" The Jackal replied, sweating. They never have been in a situation like this before. "Hey!" Gadget exclaimed, a bit in pain. "Sorry again, it's...it's almost out." Ira stuttered over his words. Gadget closed his eyes shut and his blush continued to redden. His face felt so warm, it could almost be confused for a fever. Ira continued to pull as he grunted every now and then. Keeping one eye open to see how far his progress was. Until, he heard the sweet sound which was a popping noise. "AH, IRA!" Gadget screamed. "How on earth did you get your hand stuck in a jam jar?" Ira asked, placing the jar aside. "I was hungry for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. You can't mate on an empty stomach!" Gadget replied, slightly chuckling as he looked away. "My cute wolf, come on, I'll help you out. Your advice for the mating season is actually good." Ira responded, smiling.
[A/N: APRIL FOOLS! I might be passed the date or early but, it's the holiday here! You thought it was smut? Sorry, not yet, sorry about that. I feel like a jerk now, this was based on this:
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