Broken Spirits Can Swim

Broken Spirits Can Swim Ch. 5

                Over the course of the next few weeks Jane had gotten more and more accustom to living with a roommate and enjoyed her company as they would often spend the weekend watching old horror movies and eating their fill of junk food. He never faulted on his homework or studies, always being the first to finish or turn in an assignment as he wanted to prove he was the right choice for the scholarship. He even visited the café every other Sunday, not only to visit his only old co-worker Lilly, who is now three months pregnant with the stallion but to also see his former boss to give updated progress on his schooling as well as everything that has gone on since he started.

Jane left out the incident with Kyne, having avoided the canine whenever he saw him in the dorm area or on the campus grounds, but eventually, his avoidance ran out. As he was leaving his dorm to go for a simple jog around the campus, his mind lost to the music playing from the earbuds, he slammed into a well-muscled body and fell back on the ground, "Hey watch where you're go-oh it is you," Jane stated rather coldly when his eyes fell upon Kyne standing in the hallway, "what do you want? Come to reclaim your conquest?" The words left Jane's muzzle with a soft growl.

"Jane, I have been trying to speak to you since that day," Kyne said softly, having winced at the growl directed at him, "Kevin is an idiot and what he said was from my freshman year here, I am no longer like that, I swear." He leaned down and offered his paw to the fallen wolf, "I no longer go around fucking furs like I use to. I honestly stopped that when I met a guy in my sophomore year who showed me what love is really like." Jane looked at him, completely caught off guard by his words as he grabbed his paw. He unintentionally let out a soft squeak as his body was pulled off the floor quickly and into the larger canine's arms.

"L-love?" Jane stuttered as he leaned into Kyne's chest, "you l-love me?" His mind raced rapidly as he tried to comprehend exactly what was going on before it went completely blank as he felt the canine's lips pressed firmly to his own, the sound a moan in his ears made him blush madly as he realized he was the cause of the sound.

Kyne pulled back from the kiss, looking deep into Jane's eyes as his words came out soft and almost in a whisper, "I love you Jane, I haven't been able to take my mind off you since the day we met. I know what Kevin said bothered you, I had a massive argument with him and he knew it became a sore subject with me about that." He stroked Jane's muzzle softly, his thumb followed along the fur and side of his snout, "I am so sorry you had to endure that baby, I tried to chase after you, but you were gone faster then I could even get out the dorm. Please forgive me?"

Jane stared at him in complete shock, still trying to wrap his head around everything before he slowly nodded, tears falling down his face, "I forgive you Kyne," his words were shaky and soft before he smashed his lips to the canine's, his paws wrapped around Kyne's neck as he pressed his body into his. After a rather passionate make-out session Jane pulled back with a heavy blush, "come back to my dorm room, my roommate won't be back for a few hours and I really want to spend some time with you."

                                                                              -- // |SEX SCENE| \\--

As the two males entered the room, the larger one used his tail to shut the door but forgot to lock the deadbolt as his tongue was engaged in a rather passionate wrestling match with the smaller wolf. Their paws pulled and tugged at their clothes till they were both naked, both very much aroused and ready for lovemaking. Kyne began to move Jane to the bed but was stopped as the wolf pushed him against the door and slowly slid to his knees. His muzzle pressed kisses and soft bites along the larger canine's body, his paws followed and rubbed every inch he could touch of the muscular fur before his muzzle was lined with the object of his desire.