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"God, I wish I didn't know where Collin lived," I muttered. At the moment I was standing outside of a two-story house, with a fresh-cut lawn, in a well-established neighborhood where you needed to make at least eighty grand a year.

The kind of place a bum would never think of coming to. Especially after midnight, with a sack over his shoulder, looking like he was facing death row.

My fingers tightened around the knot of my sack as I walked up the driveway of no return. Jane's Prius was parked in the far back of the driveway by a picket fence, telling me that they were home, which made my heart beat faster. Gulping down my spit, I knocked on the door, lightly.

Was it bad that I hoped no one would answer the door? That I could just turn around and pretend that I at least tried to come and see if Collin would house me?

Before I had the time to turn around, my ears perked up at the sound of a light switch clicking from the second floor. My footpaws seemed to have suddenly become glued to the front porch. I heard fumbling feet running down the stairs before a woman's voice called out. "Who the hell is knocking at this hour?!"

"Jane, must you really yell like that?" I said, much softer than she did.

There was a pause at the door before the locks clicked and the door opened. Standing at the door, with a nightgown wrapped tightly around her, was Jane. She looked similar to her brother, but had a hazel eye and a blue eye. That, and she had a shorter coat than Collin. "Zeke? What are you doing here? Also what's with the bag?"

I smiled weakly. "Would you believe I got kicked out of the shelter?"

Her jaw dropped as she pushed open the screen door and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Oh you poor thing! Why didn't you just call? I could have picked you up!"

"I would if I had a phone. Remember? I was going to buy one with my next check."

"No. You said your last check! You're just being cheap." She slapped my chest, but there was no force behind her paw. "How in the hell did you get kicked out?"

"That's a good question."

My head snapped towards the direction of the voice and the tapping of a stick on the stairs. Seeing Collin in a suit all day was a delicious treat, in my honest opinion. However, seeing him in pajamas and a short sleeve shirt was even more striking. "Hey Collin..."

"I don't think that was the answer we're looking for," Jane said, a mischievous grin on her face.

I cursed under my breath. After getting used to having a feast in front of me without anyone to stop me from eating, I forgot that Jane could obviously see the interest in my eyes. I blushed and I avoided her look by focusing on Collin, who was waiting in the middle of the stairs. "Apparently me sticking up for myself pissed off the manager in charge of the shelter. That, and apparently my brother paid a visit and was the final straw that ended it all."

Collin's expression softened while Jane's hardened. "What do you mean, your brother was the final straw? What kind of sick bastard would not only refuse to not house his sibling but even get him kicked out of a shelter?"

"Apparently mine." I shrugged.

"Well, screw them. You don't need such family members. You can live here." Jane nodded.

I turned to face Collin, and as if he could feel my gaze on him, he looked down towards me, eyes closed. It was also the first time I had seen him without his shades, which made me more curious to see what his eyes looked like. "I've been saying you should move in. It's about time you finally did so."

There was no enthusiasm in his voice, not like there had been in the past weeks whenever he tried to playfully rope me into moving in. My whiskers twitched, but I nodded. "Thanks, Collin."

For a moment no one dared to say anything. Finally Jane rolled her eyes and walked past me before slapping my back. "I think you two need to have a talk with one another. I'll take a bit of a drive. Be back in three to four hours."

"Wait, where are you driving off to for three to four hours?" I asked. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck here by myself with Collin.

Obviously Jane knew because she just winked and walked off towards her car. I sighed, ignored the sound of the engine starting, and walked into the house, closing the door behind me. "Jane isn't really going anywhere is she?"

A reminiscence of Collin usual smile appeared across his lips. "Yeah, she'll drive around town. That way she'll give us some privacy."

"I see..." I placed down my bag. "Sorry for the sudden visit. I know you were sleeping and--"

"That doesn't matter." Collin said as he continued down the stairs. "I would have been more ticked off from finding out you didn't come here over me losing a few hours of sleep."

"You don't have to lose any. You can go back up to bed. I can sleep on the couch or something," I said softly.

Collin shook his head as he stepped off the stairs. "No. That can wait. Right now I'd rather we talk."

My muzzle dipped as I asked. "Do we have to?"

"If we don't, I am sure Jane will make us do it." Collin said.

I groaned, which got a chuckle out of the husky. "Fine. Can we at least sit down? I'm tired of being on my feet..." Walking all the way from downtown to the upper part of town on sore feet was enough for me.

I followed Collin over to the living room, where we both took a seat on his couch. The husky's place wasn't what you'd expect for a lawyer. Sure, it was the typical OCD clean where you couldn't find a speck of dust on the glass tables or a single picture tilted. Yet, it wasn't overly decorative. The couches were just an average velvet that I could have picked up from second-rate furniture store, and the lamps looked like they were taken from a thrift store.

Don't get me wrong, Jane had a good taste for arranging things, because all the furniture, pictures, and decor seemed to fit just perfectly. That, and everything seemed to match Collin down to a tee. Though, now that I was sitting here, just a few inches away from the husky and in his house, I felt like something was out of place. And no, it wasn't because I was fidgety and awkward.

"So." Collin crossed his legs and leaned up against the arm of the couch. "Are you going to tell me what's really been bothering you lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"Zeke. You've been so tense. Today clearly showed it, but I want to know... what got you to this point?"

"Will you get upset if I ask you the same?" The words left my muzzle before I had a chance to stop them.

Collin didn't say anything for a moment till he looked down at his lap. "No. I won't. However, I asked first, so you have to spill before I do."

The invisible strain in my chest had loosened up a bit at hearing Collin's words. Taking a deep breath, I said, "It's you."

"Me?" Collin head snapped towards me. "What did I do to you?"

"Nothing, really. Just... I don't know. It's all too confusing." I sighed and leaned over my legs. "The touching."

"Oh." Collin diverted his gaze again.

A massive lump formed in my throat, trying to stop me from continuing to talk. However, Miles' words appeared in my head and I forced it down. "Yeah... Collin, are you homophobic?"

"Of course not," Collin said with some fire in his voice. "If I was so closed-minded would I let you stay here? Would I even hire you?"

"You didn't know I was gay then Collin." I looked at him.

Collin rolled his eyes. "I still would have hired you, Zeke. You were upfront and honest with me about living in the shelter and that didn't stop me either."

"I know it didn't. I know." I ran my fingers through the scruff I like to call a mane. "I just... Outside of Miles, you're the only guy I know that has been open-minded, relaxed, calm around me. You never looked down on me, you treat me so much better than you really have to, and...and...." My voice faltered and I couldn't continue.

Collin just sat there, waiting, listening. I didn't look up; I didn't want to see the expression he might have. Finally, I felt the cushion of the couch shift as Collin must have turned towards me. "And what?" the husky asked.

My fingers squeezed at the tuft of fur on my head as I struggled to calm down. "And...you made me feel like I had a family again..." Biting my lip, I made the pain act as my anchor to ground my emotions and force me to look up towards Collin.

The husky's expression was gentle and full of guilt. It was exactly what I didn't want to see. "I see now... So when you see me pull away it reminds you of your parents. Doesn't it?"

I nodded, although I knew it was pointless to. "Yeah..."

Collin's tail flickered, but what he did next took me by surprise. He slowly got up from where he was sitting and went over to the end table. Slowly he picked out a file and and he took a few steps toward me. Each step looked hesitant, forced. Finally, he stopped right next to me, his snout pointing down but away from me. His fist was clenched, and I could see the way his arms were practically vibrating. My heart raced, and not in a good way.

Finally, Collin's body seemed to collapse as he turned around and sat heavily beside me. It wasn't like he was a few inches from me, no, his sides literally pressed against my own, and his tail rested back where I laid my arm. My chest heaved, as it was impossible to ignore the lingering scent of Collin's cologne on his fur now with him this close to me, nor his overpowering scent of fear.

"Holy shit. Collin, you're shaking like crazy! Are you okay?" I quickly moved to pull away, to get up and run to call Jane.

However, Collin placed his paw on my leg and squeezed, hard. I stopped, my hips half-turned so I was completely facing the husky and my paw still on the back of the couch, ready to launch me up at any second. "Don't...don't move. I'll get used to it," he said. His voice was extremely weak, but I'll be damned if I didn't hear the disgust in his voice.

Though I knew instantly that it wasn't directed at me. It was directed at himself. I leaned back against the couch, trying my best to calm the rapid beating of my heart that matched Collin's breathing. "Collin, what is going on? Please, talk to me."

"I'm fine."

"The hell you are," I said. "Look at you, you look like a pup that just saw the boogeyman."

Collin laughed forcefully before shaking his head. "I suppose you can say that... Zeke, I don't want you thinking I'm homophobic. I'm so far from it, it's stupid. However, I also want to tell you the truth. Why I didn't want you touching me. Don't want anyone to touch me..." Slowly, Collin pulled his paw away from my lap, leaving a lasting heat against my thigh as he picked up the file and handed it to me. "This is the file of the case today. After I got home, Jane forced me to talk about what happened today and had told me to come clean to you. I was trying to think of how I was...going to. However, I guess this works better than anything." He placed the file on my lap. "Jane sped up the process of translating the braille to text so you can read. I'm sure after you see this, two and two will come together."

I looked at Collin, then at the file on my lap, before trying to relax against the couch. Go figure, the time my thoughts and fantasies have been realized, I felt the need to be further away from Collin. To give him the space he needs to stop trembling and stop fretting. However, Collin didn't pull away, and nor would I. Opening up the file, I started to skim over everything. The defendant was caught swerving around on I-90, showing obvious signs of being intoxicated. Which wasn't something unusual. He was a coyote, five foot and four inches, short for his breed. Also apparently a fiery temper, since the officer had to detain him due to being violent.

None of this was too surprising to me, especially in our town. Assholes love to try and push cops' buttons and loved to cry about being mistreated. Something that I have seen more times than I could count. I could feel Collin's breathing becoming a bit more sporadic the longer I took to read, which only made me feel pressured.

I licked my lips and continued to read over the report. It told of the defendant party's attestment in court, about how he pleaded innocent, and that he did not have the money for a lawyer. This was pretty the typical way that a lot of DUIs work around here. It's also the reason why the court had their own personal defense attorney, but also contracted out to Collin. This way Old Mart, the public defender, wouldn't be ready to become a bald monkey.

However, my eyes halted on a single section of the file that had a background check on the guy. This guy was a piece of work! Not only had he been locked up on several occasions due to domestic violence, rape, theft, and drug dealing. He had just gotten out recently a few months back, and apparently tried to go back to his old girlfriend. From the reports though, that quickly went south as the woman had already got herself another man, and one that wasn't a pushover. Leaving the guy to get drunk and later on arrested for drinking under the influence.

I had to reread over this, a little slower than I liked, but I wanted to know exactly what could cause Collin to be so defensive at work. That made him not want anyone to touch him... I could feel my eyes slit as they stopped on the section detailing rape. My heart went cold and I gripped the file tightly. "Collin...are you telling me that..."

A sad smile appeared on his face as he nodded. "It's not something I'm proud of...and something I've been trying to work on for years. However, that hasn't been all that helpful, as you can see."

I didn't say anything, how could I? This was something that I couldn't have expected or prepared for. You hear stories of people getting raped and in school you hear girls' fake cries of rape to get their boyfriends banned from all social groups. The same went through college. Yet here I am, sitting next to someone that was a bonafide rape victim.

What made it worse was that it was my boss, and also the guy who I liked more than I should.

Finally, I did something I didn't think I would be able to do. I placed my paw on Collin's lap. Almost instantly, the husky jumped and I could see he wanted to pull away desperately, but like when he sat down next to me, he stopped himself. "You don't have to tell me anything else Collin. It's fine."

"Heh. True. I don't have to but I want to, Zeke, because you're right." Collin paused before continuing. "You've told me everything about you, so it's only right I come clean as well."

Looking off in the distance, he said. " Apparently our mother couldn't afford to have us and wanted to give us a better life. At that time, I was two years old and Jane was six. Everything was... alright back then. The folks at the orphanage were nice to us. Treated us good along with the rest of the kids there. Back then I wasn't blind, but I couldn't see well. Since the orphanage didn't have the best funding, they did their best to try and save my eyesight. However, the doctors said back then unless they had an exorbitant amount of money for a surgery, there was no way my eyes could be saved.

"That was how I went blind. Because of that, not many parents wanted a blind husky as a son, and since my sister refused to leave me, we stayed in the orphanage for several years.

"But of course, you know how that song and dance goes. Soon, me and Jane became too old, and no one wanted to adopt kids that were 'set in their ways'. So we were placed into foster care. That's where...it happened." Collin said, softly. "My 'dad' well... saying he was a piece of work is being generous... I was fifteen when it first happened to me. I couldn't say no. I couldn't stop him because he was bigger than me, and I couldn't see. I was afraid to tell Jane in case she did something drastic."

"So I held out...I kept my mouth shut. We had a roof over our heads, and he did feed us and take care of us... Still, after my seventeenth birthday, things had gotten worse. He had become more violent, verbally and physically. He got a thrill from degrading me and making me remember that I'm a bastard who had to do what he said, how he said it..."

"The fuck?!" I snapped, which caused Collin to look at me. "You can't be serious?"

Collin nodded his head. "Yeah... The asshole would purposely walk me around the house like some kind of pet, under a leash and collar, servicing him as he seen fit. I was his little blind slave, and if fought back..."

"He'd hurt you?" I asked through gritted teeth. When Collin nodded, my blood boiled. "Collin. Please tell me you got that piece of shit put in jail."

He smiled weakly. "Your words are as colorful as ever. But yes, or well, more like Jane found out. One day she had come home a bit earlier than usual and smelled something was wrong. It only took her looking into the room to see what was happening and she quickly took several pictures and sent it to the police." Collin snorted and shaked his head. "I have never heard of a SWAT team coming in and busting down a door so fast in my life."

"Good job Jane!" I nodded. "But lion Christ I see why you never wanted me to touch you. I wouldn't want to either... And here I thought you were homophobic or didn't trust me..." My ears swerved back.

Collin shook his head before he paused and placed his paw on top of my own, making my fur stand up like a scared kitten's. "Like I said Zeke. I'm far from homophobic." The smile on the husky's face still held a hint of hurt, but how could I miss the underlying interest behind that toothy grin?

My nose flared up. "Collin. What are you doing?"

"I told you why I don't like to be touched, but I am also trying my best to work on it. Jane helped a lot. However, would you believe me if...I told you that I been wanting to actually have you touch me?" Collin blushed.

My tail swished nervously and I could tell from the way Collin's nose flared and the way his grin widened that he knew he'd gotten to me. "You knew this entire time I liked you, didn't you?"

"I did." He nodded. "Kinda hard not to when I can smell your lust spike when you're near me. Especially now."

It was my turn to blush. I had to shift awkwardly as my sheath was becoming uncomfortably thick in my pants. "You're a real asshole."

"I learned it from the best."

I smiled, but hesitated as I looked over Collin. Even though he took the initiative to touch me, he was still trembling. Less than before, but still, if he was like this now from a touch, how would he react to a kiss? "Collin."

"Yes?"

"Is the reason you wanted me to move in here, to help you fix this problem of yours?" I asked.

For a moment Collin didn't say anything, before shaking his head. "At first it was to help you out. Since I had a rough life, I couldn't help but sympathise with you. I had no father, nor a home to call my own 'til I got this job as an attorney. So I couldn't imagine how it was for you to have all that snatched away from you. Just because of who and what you love.

"But that was just a part of the reason. Being near you all the time, listening to your smart-ass replies, and hearing the prideful arrogance in your voice, sparked something in me." Collin took a deep breath and squeezed his paws shut while doing the same to his eye lids. "However, I do like you, a lot Zeke. A hell of a lot. So much so that Jane has been harping on my case for me not telling you this. But..."

"But you weren't sure I felt the same way as you?" I asked, my brow cocked.

"I assumed, but didn't want to ask out of fear that I would be wrong.... So am I wrong?"

"If I leaned over and kissed you right now, would you say stop?"

Collin paused and shook his head. "No. I won't."

"Then that's your answer." I pulled my paw away from Collin's leg and brushed my thumb under his chin. The husky's fur was softer than I could have imagined. Snow couldn't compare to how soft it felt against my paw pads. "Can you open your eyes?" I asked, pulling his muzzle up. I needed to see the way he looked at me. To see if he was scared of me, or of the past that troubled him, because I didn't want him to suffer any more.

I didn't want to suffer any more.

All I wanted was to fix the husky in front of me and to be fixed.

Collin jumped at the question, but opened them for me. I sharply inhaled at those crystal blue eyes. I'm not sure if I said this before, but I'm definitely an eye man, and a sucker for anyone with blue eyes. However, compared to Collin's I doubt anyone's gaze would captivate me.

The husky's cute little nose twitched, awaiting my lips against his own. I didn't do it. Instead I placed my free paw against the back of couch and leaned forward, just a whisker length from his lips. A light puff of air pressed against my lips and I gulped. It took everything I had not to lean over and capture those lips in mine, but I waited, and watched his eyes. Collin's body still trembled up under me, but I didn't move.

Finally, Collin reached up with both of his paws and pressed his fingers against my face. The husky's touch faltered at first when his thumb caressed my scar, before he trailed his fingers across my muzzle. "Strong jaw, somewhat large head, and your ears are much smaller than mine," Collin said, his voice taking a deeper, huskier tone as his fingers rubbed along my earrings.

I gasped and the arm supporting me felt like it was going to give from the attention given to my ears. "Careful, they're sensitive."

"Are they?" Collin's nails explored the inside my ear, causing my eyes to roll back and moan involuntarily. "They really are." Collin chuckled and placed his paws on my cheeks. "Also you've got some plump cheeks. Do all jocks have these?"

"Funny. Just blame me being a hybrid."

"Is that so? Zeke... Could you tell me what you look like?" Collin asked.

A purr escaped my throat at those words. "Only if you kiss me."

Now Collin's lips shuddered as his paws stopped right at the back of my head. "I... Thought you was going to kiss me?"

"Trust me, I want to. But I want to make sure you want this as much as I do," I said while letting my fingers roam behind the husky's neck. "If you don't, then don't kiss me and I'll stay like this to let you feel and touch me to your heart's content. If you want to push this forward, then you have to take that step."

Collin gulped and closed his eyes once more. "You're killing me here, Zeke."

"Welcome to my world for the past few months," I said, wishing he could have kept those crystal blues open and on me.

Collin took a deep breath. "You can't make fun of me since it's my first..."

My heart slammed into my chest at the pause, but I didn't have a chance to say anything before my lips brushed his.

How can I describe a kiss? Hot, passionate, and inviting are some of the ways I felt about other kisses. Granted I'm not much into kissing, but with Collin, it felt like I just came back home. It was welcoming at first, soft and slow with such tenderness that it took me by surprise.

I closed my eyes and I angled my muzzle to allow our kiss to mesh better. A purr pushed past my lips as they opened. He knew what I was doing. The cutest whimper I had ever heard came from Collin as his jaw went slack.

Massaging the back of Collin's neck, a jolt of desire shot straight to my cock the moment our tongues intertwined. The husky's tongue was longer than my own, smoother too. I could feel his body melt against mine as he surrendered up all control.

A primal growl replaced my purr. The husky shuddered in submission and his paws trailed down from my neck to my sides. I resisted the urge to pull him on top of me, and focused on his need to feel me, to build a mental image of what was happening. I wanted him to know that the guy in front of him wasn't here to hurt him, but to help him. I wanted to also forget the pain, the anger, the sadness of everything that had happened to me. To the both of us.

We pulled apart, leaving very little space between our chests. "Damn, you're a fucking liar, Collin. That wasn't your first."

The husky huffed and panted as his tongue flicked across his lips, which instantly caused my eyes to drop and follow it. "No lie, just got a good teacher."

"I'll take it you're telling the truth from how much I'm hearing that tail wag behind you," I grinned.

Collin's stuck his tongue out at me. "Do I ever lie?"

No, never, I thought. "Sometimes," I said playfully. "How are you holding up?"

"Well...I think the kiss helped. A lot."

I nodded but I didn't say anything, instead I grabbed his paw and pulled him. His nose wrinkled, but this time he didn't try to yank back from the sudden touch. Even the scent of the fear had died down drastically, and was replaced with a powerful musk. I placed my paw on Collin's hips, pulling him up and to move over towards my lap. I could hear him gulp and hesitate as he placed his paw on my thigh to balance himself from my actions.

Okay, maybe I was going too fast.

"If you don't want to..."

Collin shook his head, then relaxed a bit more as he let me direct him over to my lap. My eyes dropped down towards the husky's bulge and my breath hitched. Hell! How did someone so much smaller than me have a cock that big? Even if it was just a fine outline in his pajamas, I could see too clearly that he had to be my size, if not a bit thicker than me, and I'm no small guy.

I pulled my paws away from Collin's wrist, making Collin cock his head. "Are you okay, Zeke?" Collin asked, his ass hanging just right above my bulge.

My cock twitched painfully in my pants as I growled softly. "No. My dick is hating you right now."

The corner of the husky's lips perked up as and tail wagged, brushing right over my tent. My breathing halted and my body jerked with each passing of his tail. "Fucking huskies!"

Collin chuckled and placed his paws onto my face. No longer was there a tremor in his touch. Now they were firm and direct. "Keep your promise, big guy. What do you look like?"

I gulped, wrapping my paws around his waist. He flinched like usual, but I ignored it and closed my eyes at his fingers pads going through my cheek fur. "I... I'm not sure how you want me to explain this..."

"Just explain what you think you look like. Don't think that you can't explain colors to me. I went blind, not born blind. So if there's one thing I remember was everything I once saw back when I was a kid. Also," Collin smiled, "I might not look it, but I have a good imagination."

I nodded. "Well. I have a wide jaw, like you said. My coat is a yellowish orange, since I took more after my father than I did my mom. My muzzle is just a tad bit longer than most lions' and tigers'." My whiskers twitched at the feel of Collin's fingers tracing under my jaw and up to my lips. I paused, then wrapped my muzzle around that finger.

The husky's body went stiff and he breathed in heavily. The shock plastered on his face was priceless. Collin's legs squeezed tight against my hips and he bit back on his bottom lip, but I could still hear the light whimper that was barely audible.

"You asshole..." Collin said and pulled his finger from my muzzle.

"Shouldn't put your paws near a hungry liger. They might go for it," I said as my eyes dropped below his waistline. "We also might go for other things as well."

"I bet you could." Collin rubbed his paws up against my eyes. His thumbs stroked the edges, hesitating at the feel of my eyelashes. "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"Hazel. They're close to an amber brown near my pupil and an...emerald green outwards." I adjusted my hips on the couch, pushing closer to Collin as his fingers went back to my ears. "Damn it Collin. Not my ears!"

"Oh? Well what if I want to rub these cute little things you call ears?" Collin pinched my ear, making me gasp.

"You want to know?" I threatened.

Collin faltered for a second before saying, "I do."

"Okay, don't regret this," was the only thing I said before I reached over and wrapped my fingers around the husky's bulge. Collin inhaled sharply as I stroked his cock between the folds of fabric. I had never messed with a canine, but I was digging the way Collin squirmed and whined when I squeezed that massive knot.

Collin's arms wrapped around my neck and he sat down against my bulge. "Zeke, you're a freaking monster back there." Collin licked at my nose, hips grinding back against my bulge.

"You can feel a lot more with your clothes off," I huffed.

Collin stopped mid-grind, which sent a bolt of fear through me. If Collin pulled back now, of course I'd accept his decision because I refused to have him paint me in the same image as that asshole of a foster parent. However, would it be bad of me to say that I didn't want to be left with blue balls?

Thankfully, Collin didn't disappoint. "We can...just slowly, okay?"

"Slow and steady, got ya. Will be a struggle, but I can handle it." I chuckled and used my free paw to take Collin by the wrist and place his paw on my shirt. "Go on, take off my shirt."

Collin blushed. "Someone's demanding."

"I tend to take charge in the bedroom... Of course if I step on your toes you can just say ow and I'll stop!"

Collin laughed and grabbed the edge of my shirt, which shut me up. "I got it, Liger. I know you're trying to keep me feeling comfortable."

"Is it working?" I asked through bated breath.

"You tell me," he said, slowly tugging my shirt up.

I held up my arms to allow Collin to tug off my shirt, and couldn't help but smile while watching the husky inhale deeply. Guess the stereotype about canines liking musk wasn't wrong. Which was good, because I was scared that being sweaty would be a dealbreaker.

"I must be smelling pretty good for you to look like that," I teased, which made Collin's nose wrinkle.

Collin shook his head and ran his paws across my chest. Just like with my face, he explored my body, getting a feel of what I must look like. "You do." Collin leaned towards my armpits. I lifted my arms over my head, letting him smell to his heart's content. "Zeke..."

"What is it stud?"

Collin's ears were still back and he had the same expression of a pup ready to go on his first big boy roller coaster. You know, that scared, excited, and unsure look. "I was...kinda wanting to..." He bit his lip and his tail dropped.

"Come on Collin. You've never been someone who pussyfoots around things before." I joked and licked his chin. "Just say it. I'm here for you tonight, and..." I paused. "I hope you're here for me too."

Collin's nails dug slightly into my back. "I am Zeke. Just..." He inhaled deeply, the same way as when he was in the office and he was trying to refrain himself, his head down and nose flared. "Screw it. Is it okay if I try giving you head?"

The words were out in a flash and my cheeks grew flushed as Collin's nails dug deeper into my back, as if I was the only thing keeping him grounded. "Collin."

"Yes?" His voice dropped slightly.

"That was the fuckest hottest thing I've ever heard," I said with a growl.

Collin's eyelids twitched before he chuckled. An awkward smile spread across his face as he got up. "Do you mind...removing your...pants?"

That's all it took to get me to unhitch my belt and zipper, and tug my jeans down to my knees. I was wearing straight red boxer briefs. "I know you're enjoying yourself up there, but I need you to take a few steps back so I can get my pants off."

Collin's blush grew but he stepped back, hesitating before dropping down to his knees in front of me. His paws reached out and I took hold of them, bringing them up to my boxer brief waistband. My hips arched up as he tugged them down and over the underside of my cock, slower than I personally cared for.

That little black nose flared and licked his chops the moment my cock slipped free. I really might have to tell Jane that I might skip a shower from time to time to see that hungry-looking expression Collin gave me at the smell of my musk.

The asshole of a foster father must not have been a feline, because Collin seemed quite intrigued by the barbs. His paw curled around my shaft, stroking the base as he brushed his nose against the head of my cock. "Mmmph..." It took a lot of effort to force my paws under my rump and not on the husky's head when his nose dipped down right to the longish fur between my thigh and sheath.

When his tongue sneaked out and licked my thigh, I gasped. My tail slapped against the back of the couch at the open-mouthed kiss that worked from the base to the crown of my cock's head. When I looked down, I could see the inquiring look on Collin's face as his mouth paused by the head, my pre dripping on his muzzle. "Sorry...?" was all I could say.

"Mmm I guess I'm not too bad then," he said, licking the pre off his muzzle, then off my throbbing shaft. I tried to open my mouth to tell him he was better than good, but that was when his mouth wrapped around my head. Velvet warmth surrounded my cock as Collin started to bob his head up and down. His paw matched the rhythm of his muzzle, and my hips thrust to try and keep up.

I pulled my paw up from under my ass and reached down, grabbing the hems at the bottom of Collin's shirt and tugged up. Like before, he hesitated, but now it was only a short bit before he pulled off my shaft and lift his arms up to let me yank his shirt up over his head.

This time it was me that flinched.

There were marks made by a whip that ruined his black and white belly fur. My scar was old, but it was already slowly healing as time went by. His scars looked so old that unless Collin wanted to spend an arm and a leg in cosmetic surgery, his fur would never regrow and the scars would never go away.

"This...he..." Words were hard for me to come up with. My mind was racing a thousand miles a second, and not a single damn thing was coherent.

Looking down, Collin said, "This was...something I hope you didn't have to see..."

My brows furrowed and I cursed at myself. Tossing Collin's shirt off to the side, I pulled Collin's chin up which made him yank back a little, but he stopped. A low growl escaped my own muzzle as I traced the grooves in his fur, making Collin lean back. "Don't move, please," I said. "I don't want you to pull away from me, because I don't find anything wrong with you."

Collin blinked several times, and if his tail hadn't started to wag I would have felt stupid for saying something so corny. "You're a horrible playboy, Zeke."

I could feel his heart beating like a drum, and mine was no different. Smiling, I leaned in, placed a small kiss on his muzzle, purred. "Never said I was a good one. But you know what I am good at?"

Collin head tilted to the side. "What is that?"

"I'm damn good at making my partners feel good. Especially when eating them out." I smirked. "And I need a bed to make it work."

Collin's jaw dropped. "You...I..."

"The answer is 'yes, I'll lead the way'," I chuckled

Collin's body became scalding hot as did his cheeks. "I can't stand you..."

"Well then, I'll have to make it work out then." I took Collin by his paw and we slowly made our way up the stairs. I didn't need Collin to point out which room was his. Not when I walked up the flight of stairs to see an overly clean, tidy, office-like room with a queen size bed, no lamps, a desk, and a walking cane by the night stand. "Nice place you got here, Mr. Attorney."

Collin snorted with a mock look of annoyance plastered on his face. "Jane set it up for me. She wanted to give it a lot more flair for..."

"Anyone you want to come over to see it and not think you're bland as fuck?" Collin flipped me off and I laughed. "It fits you. That's all that matters."

"You're right. It does fit me." Collin paused. "So...how do you want me?"

I let go of his paw. "On all fours, on the bed, with that cute little asshole showing."

Collin gave a small nod as he slowly made his way over to the bed, where he crawled up on his knees and wagged his rump right in front of my face. "Like this?"

"Fuck yes, like that stud." I got onto my knees behind him. I inhaled deeply, nose pressed in the crease that lined the cleft his ass. I nearly drooled at the delicious musk wafted behind the soft fabric of his pants. What made it better was the little yelp that escaped Collin's muzzle. "Mmm, sensitive, are we?" I nipped his rump.

He jumped. "I...haven't played back there in awhile..."

"Oh? So you do play back here?"

"You know the answer to that, so why ask?" Collin asked, burying his head into the mattress.

"Cause I find it fucking hot." I reached up tugged his pants down to his knees. Unlike before, I braced myself to see any type of scars if there were any.

Thank Christ that there wasn't a single blemish. I pulled apart Collin's plump cheeks and licked my lips at the sight of the bright pink pucker that laid in front of me. I sniffed it, slowly, enjoying the pure intoxicating musky aroma and the way his pucker flexed and relaxed with each breath he took. Angling my muzzle, I placed an open-mouthed kiss on his entrance, then a lick.

Collin's tail hiked up at the first lick, before he backed up almost instantly against my muzzle. "Holy shit, Zeke!" His body trembled as I gave his hole another lick.

I purred in contentment as I took hold of his cock and began to stroke it in the same rhythm as my tongue was working. I brushed my tongue around his outer rim, wedging it inside, and placing light bites on his cheeks. Collin was moaning so loud he could be heard all the way downstairs.

"Goddamn Collin, you taste fucking amazing." I pulled his left cheek away from my face so that way I could angle my muzzle better to slide my tongue deeper into his spit-covered tight hole.

"Rrrr mmph!" Collin gasped and bucked back into my paw then my muzzle, just the way I wanted it.

"Fuck, Zeke..." Collin said through staggered breath.

I pulled my face back from between his cheeks, gasping for air as I looked up at him. "What is it Collin?"

"I...want to have you... fuck me but..." His nails dug into the bed and his body was extremely tense and stiff.

My own chest clammed up as I placed a kiss on his pucker, which made him relax a bit. "Just tell me. I'm not going to hurt you."

"I know...just...it's been too long since I did this with anyone and..." He went quiet as the tremors started to come back.

I got to my feet and stared down at him. His head was down and his tail had already dropped the moment my head was no longer between his cheeks. I wrapped my arms around his waist and lifted him up till his back pressed against my chest, my cock was nestled into his fluffy tail. "What do you want?" I asked.

I didn't want to push him to talk if he didn't want to. All I wanted was him to take this at his own pace. The scars Collin had were deeper than mine.

So I kept quiet as heat pressed against the back of my paws from Collin resting his palms on them. He just stayed there, leaning against me, steadying his breathing. All I did was stay silent and enjoy feeling his body against mine. Finally, Collin sighed in defeat. "I'm a mood killer, huh?"

"Slightly. But I don't mind just being like this," I said, playfully.

He lifted his head up and smiled weakly. "Where have you been all my life?"

I smiled and pressed my nose against his cheek. "Standing out on the street corner, in front of your office, in some raggedy outfit hoping you'd give me a chance."

Collin licked my nose. "I'm glad I gave you a chance, you big lug."

I kissed his lips. "You and me both."

Taking a deep breath Collin said, "The night stand on the left, open the drawer for me."

Nodding, I let him go and pulled open the drawer. What I saw made my dick stand at attention. A bottle of silicone lube and a few condoms were facing me, Magnums to boot! Smiling, I took out one of them, slipped it around my cock, and rubbed some lube around my shaft. When I looked over, I could see Collin laying on his side, his tail up and ears perked.

"If you want me to stop," I snapped the bottle open while making my way across the bed, "just say to stop and I will."

Collin shook his head, but didn't turn around. "You sure we shouldn't make up a safe word?"

"Sure." I poured a sliver of lube on my two fingers before rubbing it against his entrance, making him yelp from the liquid. "Judge Jordan."

"God damn it, Zeke! Now you're the one killing the mood!" Collin playfully snapped at me, the concern in his face vanishing.

I laughed before laying up beside him. I took the base of my shaft in my paw, angled it so the tip pressed against his slick hole before I licked at his ear. "I learn from the best," was the last thing I said before my cockhead breached his asshole.

Pure, blissful heat. Something that I had almost forgotten about after going through so much hell and bullshit these past several months. Now, feeling the husky squeezing around my tip, vibrating against me, made it seems like I was in a dream. One I sure as hell did not want to wake up from.

He reached back and placed his paw right on my hip, stopping me from pushing forward.. "Holy shit, you're a lot bigger than I thought..."

"You okay?"

He nodded and breathed heavily. "Give me a second...how far are you in?"

"Just the head."

"I'm going to die," Collin groaned back at me.

I smirked and rubbed my cheek against his face while purring. "You're not going to die. Just relax, and let me take control." I didn't give him a chance to say anything else before stroking my lube-covered paws around his cock.

His fingers, which could barely fit around my arm, squeezed tighter with each passing stroke of my palm around his shaft. His muscles tightened and relaxed along with his breathing. I purred into his ear, licking the insides with great care and affection, which earned me a "ahhh," of a moan from Collin.

The husky's paws started to relax and his leg pulled in towards his stomach to allow me better access. I shifted my hips closer, pushing in till I was halfway in, then pulled back out. I was gentle, afraid of breaking him or having him stop me. But Collin didn't.

His whimpers had become louder after a while, and his hips pressed back further with each thrust.

My chest pressed firmly against his back, snuggling up from behind, humping him faster. My paw worked his shaft, matching the same pace as my thrusts. Collin's body trembled against mine as he pushed back into my cock every time I went balls deep inside of him. "Nngh, fuuuuck. Collin you feel so good..." I said, praising the way his asshole milked my shaft.

At this rate I didn't think I would be able to hold out for much longer.

The husky huffed as he reached around and grabbed me by my ass, pulling me till every inch was buried inside of him. "Yesss. Right there, please," Collin begged.

A surge of excitement ran through me at the husky, my husky, calling out to me. Any hesitation I had was gone in a flash. My strokes had become rougher, faster, stopping right at his knot. His tail wagged against my stomach and his teeth pressed against my neck.

I'm not truly sure what happened, but all I can say is that it was like fireworks flashed in my eyes. I growled loudly, not caring if anyone heard as my humps became short, heavy.

My vision fogged over to the point I wasn't sure when my fingers coiled around his knot, or how hard I squeezed it. All I knew was how much he clenched when I did it. "Nnnhh, Collin!" I moaned out loud, without shame.

"Zeke..." Collin gasped and nuzzled under my chin. "Breed me."

My ears perked up and I stopped. "What?"

Collin removed his paws from my ass. "I'm sure you're clean and...I need this...Zeke."

I gulped, nodded, and pulled out. I'd be lying if I said I didn't yank the condom off faster than I put it on. "Alright...Collin could you lay on your back?"

His head tilted up at me, but he didn't fight back. When he flipped on his back, I crawled up between his legs and slathered more lube around my cock and his hole. "That's my handsome husky, now could you lift your hips up little for me?"

Collin paused, smiled and lifted his legs up, giving me a perfect view of his cock and hole. I curbed my hunger to feel his stretched hole around my tongue, and wedged my cock back inside. The fur around the base of my tail stood up at the extreme difference that my cock met from being raw versus being covered. My legs trembled as I pushed up to the hilt before hovering over Collin, my elbows supporting me.

"Whoa!" Collin gasped and wrapped his arm around my neck. "I like this position, I like it a lot!"

I snorted and licked his lips, which made him smile. "You're a mood killer."

Collin nipped at my neck and I bucked up, grinding my hips into his ass. "I don't think I am." He panted and bit down on my neck again.

My body stiffened and I tilted my head to give him more room at my neck. My stomach pressed against his, and his legs wrapped around my waist. I had to arch my back each time I pivoted my hips against Collin. The bed started to creak. My vision had started to fade faster the harder Collin bit.

My paw squeezed around Collin's knot, right at the same moment he clenched. Fireworks burst through my eyes as I let out a roar. Our bodies quaked as I felt cum coating my stomach, thick and plentiful. My hips twitched as I let loose my own orgasm deep inside of the husky, filling him to the point I felt dribbles of my own seed falling on my balls.

Neither one of us said anything after that. We had changed up our position a bit, as much as I hate pulling out, with me laying on my side and Collin's chest against mine. Collin's cold nose took the place of his teeth on my neck, and my arms coiled around his waist.

I felt like I was in a dream. Just a few hours ago I was the homeless brat who no one wanted, whose family abandon him, who didn't even have a home to call his own.

But now? Here I was, laying on Collin's bed, with the hallway light illuminating part of the room and highlighting the white of his headfur that pressed against my striped shoulder. My thumb brushed lightly against his cheeks and watched black and white bristle back and forth from my touch. A low hum followed my touch as the husky edged closer to the point where his leg now slipped between mine.

"Zeke..." Collin's lips brushed against my fur, tickling my neck.

My ears perked up. "What is it Collin?"

"I know a few weeks back I mentioned I have a guest room for you to stay in, but... Would you mind sleeping with me tonight?" Collin asked. His voice died down at the very last part.

I could feel my face heat up. "You sure you'll be able to handle Jane teasing?"

Collin huffed and pulled away from my neck, showing off that goofy toothy grin of his. "She's going to no matter what we do. We canines have a damn good sense of smell, and sorry, but sex is pretty easy to pick out."

I laughed. "I'll always be happy to sleep with you... At least until you ask me not to," I quickly threw in.

The smile grew wider before he leaned down and kissed me, three times. "You did call me your husky, so I don't see why not."

"Wait, I did?!"

Collin laughed and ruffled up my small scruff of a mane. "Yes, yes you did. My handsome liger."

I was going to say something, but decided against it. When Collin closed his eyes, I couldn't keep mine up for much longer as I just enjoyed the comfort of his arms around me.