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One too many times this had happened, this was so much different though, not once had it ever been so, blunt, so painful, or so sudden.

Sadly, it wasn't really as sudden as it felt, the affair had to have been going on for weeks, months maybe? It could of been the entire time and Donovan would of been none the wiser, and while he had been cheated on a few times too many before, this was definitely the worst.

After nearly three years of mateship, the crushing sight of his former best friend, balls deep and firmly knotted inside of the rump of his now ex was certainly a sight he would never truly get out of his memory, even though the revelation was only a few hours old, he was sure of that.

"Front desk. How may I help you?" asked the voice through the phone, Donovan sighed, replying.

"Do you have any booze stronger than the fifty dollar wines?"

A moment of silence passed as the voice perked up. "We have various bottles of hard spirits of varying brands, which interests you most sir?"

Donovan could hardly care less, hanging up the phone in aggravation, feeling patronized now as well as betrayed, he placed his head on the pillow of the previously untouched, other bed which he laid upon.

The stink of sex and heartbreak still reeked from the other bed, he didn't want to leave the room, as painful as it was, he was decided already, he would not allow this agonizing loss to destroy him entirely.

"Fuck it." He said, redialing the front desk, after checking his bank account balance on his phone, and ordering a bottle of the cheapest whiskey to be brought up, hanging up again and resting his head against the pillow, the only tears he would shed falling from his eyes.

"Why can't Jason do it?" asked the uniformed rabbit, his feet up on the table, his hands occupied by his switch, raising an eyebrow to the Eagle Concierge that stood above him, a bottle of whiskey in his feathered hand.

"He went home like two hours ago, and it's a part of the job."

The job, ugh, what a joke. Sam thought to himself, setting the switch down in it's carrying case, before standing up and walking to the door.

Normally a painter, work was hard to find, when he was able to make cash doing what he wanted, Sam was content, but in times like this, he needed what he could get, and this time, it was a temp job as a hotel associate.

It's not like he couldn't handle the work, he wasn't weak bodied or inpatient, he just disliked the idea of serving others, definitely not a situation the rabbit was inexperienced in, but this hotel barely paid, and now he was expected to deliver a bottle of whiskey after a full shift of parking in valet, what fun.

"Get to hoppin, bunny." the Concierge said with a cocky tone, handing Sam the bottle and motioning to the door.

"Fucking prick." Sam said to himself as he walked out the door toward the elevator.

Donovan was scrolling through his phone, visions of revenge already playing out in his mind, as he slid his thumb over photos of Shen and himself, some of them even with the traitorous Colby with them, three years of memories, being deleted from existence one by one, hidden from timelines, deleted entirely, or reported for removal.

It was a bittersweet feeling, the relationship ending, being alone once again hit like a sunburn being slapped, but the freedom was like aloe vera, as his tears fell and memories were released, he knew he would be able to return to his life prior to commitment, finding love again can wait, for now, it was time to send a few messages to Shen's mother, cousin, and brother.

"HE WOULD NEVER." Shen's conservative mother replied to the text Donovan had sent highly detailing the recent adultery, the wolf laughing in satisfaction, as the door was rapped upon "Room Service."

Donovan stood from the bed and walked toward the door, sighing and using a discarded shirt that Shen left behind to wipe his tears and snot from his face, tossing it like trash as he opened the door.

"Oh, fuck, uh, here..." the Rabbit said, looking down, the bottle in his outstretched hand.

Donovan chuckled. "Not exactly a professional greeting, aren't you the valet dude, I remember you..."

"Yeah, I'm whatever these people say I am for three months...temp assignment." Sam replied, looking up.

"Ah, I know that feeling, how much longer you got?" Donovan asked, breaking the seal of the cheap whiskey, and taking a long slurp, the rabbit just chuckled and watched "Two weeks."

"This is a big bottle, and I could use the company..." Donovan said, Sam seeming to need no further excuse, reached to the tacky red vest he wore and removed his name tag, stepping into the hotel room instantly. "Grab a cup, doggy."

The two hit it off pretty easily, both of them dissatisfied with their current positions, both of them feeling betrayed by the world, and both of them sharing stories back and forth, minutes turned to hours, as the sun was out of the sky, the darkness filling the room, before Sam flipped on the light.

"Dumb ass is probably lookin' for me right now!" the rabbit laughed as he said, in regard to the Concierge.

"I'd just throw a fish, fuckin bird would be helpless!" Donovan replied, pouring the last of the whiskey into his cup, sighing and tossing the empty bottle into a nearby trash can.

"Hah, him and your ex can hold hands and walk off a building." Sam said, the alcohol clearly setting in.

Donovan felt that, sighing and leaning back against the bed frame. "Wait, I didn't mean it like that..." Sam said, apologetically.

"Nah, it's fine, you're right." the Wolf said, giving a glance to the empty bed to their right, sighing "A pretty tall building." he added, looking up to the rabbit.

Sam rubbed his long ear in his right hand, looking to the clearly pained canine, as he admired the wolf's physique, his toned legs, his larger frame, a weakness of his for sure, but this is just not the time.

Which made him want it even more.

Donovan must of felt the same static in the air, as he matched the rabbit's glare, a smile slowly forming on his face.

"I do like tall things..." Sam said, chuckling as he placed his hand on the Wolf's thigh, fuck it, he is going for it.

"I could tell when we pulled in..." The wolf Replied, placing his larger hand on top of the Rabbit's.

"I never liked those cars anyway." Leaning in, Sam's lips closing in on Donovan's as the Wolf felt blood rushing to his admittedly neglected sheath, so sudden but so enjoyable regardless, he was going for it as well.

"I prefer being...in control..." The rabbit said, his lips pressing to the Wolf's, linking them together as they began laying down together in embrace.

What was happening? Donovan had been gay since he was a cub, he knew that, no question, but here he was on his back, his abs feeling the warm erection of a rabbit as that uniform became nothing more than an obstacle, his mind racing, a combination of repressed desires and alcohol mixing to spell a simple, yet scary fact, he wanted this rabbit he hardly knew, and he wanted him more than his sober mind would of allowed.

That feeling was mutual as Sam's vest and shirt were being ripped from his body, like a race to see who could be nude first, and the rabbit was winning, his cock growing as the shining piercings of his body allured Donovan even more, his hands travelling along the rabbit's pierced nipples and toned body.

"Heh, you like those huh?" Sam said coyly as his member pulsed in excitement, he too was enjoying the thrill of being touched and so spontaneous with the wolf he had only known for a few drinks and hours, but the fluffy black fur was like none he had ever felt, so soft, warm, dominant and strong, yet for him, vulnerable and easily taken, just how he liked it.

"I hear they taste good too, puppy."

Puppy?. Donovan was floored, he had never heard anyone call him that, and it sent a signal through his drunken mind, his tail flipped upward between his legs, his thick, ten inch wolf member had been already fully unsheathed and throbbing in the dark air, but for once it was completely ignored, the focus being the slightly smaller, pierced cock that Sam had begun moving closer to his face after breaking another deep kiss, scooting his smaller frame up the wolf's chest, his cock now resting on the wolf's snout.

Previously, Donovan would probably of solved this problem with a fist, his dominance under question, his masculinity challenged, but tonight after all he had felt, and with a whiskey induced action, he caved in, and pushed his dripping wet, hotly breathing mouth around the confident rabbit's shaft.

It was an inexperienced blowjob for sure, but that just added to the thrill of it for Sam, his cock and metallic additions warmly embraced by a dominant wolf's mouth, Donovan's tongue lapping at it like a treat, as he smirked down at the wolf. "Fuck, looks like you like that bone huh?" Sam said, the teasing rabbit's words making Donovan close his eyes, pushing the rabbit's cock deeper into his mouth, his throat constricting as he gagged a bit.

This wasn't going to work, the flavor was one he felt he could get used to, but his throat was simply unaccommodating as he tried to fellate Sam, he knew it was a waste of time, at least, this time, as he tapped repeatedly on the rabbit's leg, to signal "Stop..."

"S sorry." Donovan said, as the rabbit pulled his pulsing cock from his mouth.

"No worries, maybe the other hole's more accepting."

A flash of fear was clearly there and gone as quickly as Donovan looked firmly at the rabbit. "No."

Sam was far too horny, and far to stubborn to even process it. "Did the ex fuck you?"

Donovan looked down, his fear quickly turning to pain once again, the answer was no, his hole was virgin, he had never had anyone in it, not his exes, not his now former mate of three years, not a friend, not even a toy. His pain quickly turned to anger as he looked to the rabbit. "No, nobody has."

"Well wouldn't that be the ultimate comeback, babe?" Sam said, stroking that alluring, still twitching, pierced shaft.

Donovan didn't waste time trying to figure this out, or justify his sudden and intense urges, he just nodded and gently pushed the rabbit off of his chest, as Sam fell to the opposite end of the bed, the larger wolf rolled onto his stomach, and for the first time in his life, raised his black tail to his back. "You sure you even want this?"

It was perfect to the rabbit, untrimmed, not maintained, clearly a top's ass, the barely noticeable red pucker twitched through the fur, as Sam smirked and spit directly onto it, sending a yelp of surprise out of Donovan's mouth. "Damn right I want it, grab that pillow babe.

"Why does he keep calling me babe?" Donovan asked himself in his mind, the only noises he could muster were painful whimpers and groans as the pierced tip of Sam's lagomorph shaft pushed roughly against his quivering hole, his body seizing up while he silently considered backing out.

But he won't, this moment is not just for his own benefit, this is for the cute rabbit's pleasure, this is for him, this is a fuck you to Colby and Shen both, this is what he wants, this is what he needs.

"Do it..." Donovan practically begged.

With a fiery, burning thrust, Donovan's anal virginity vanished, his hole painfully stretching open around the cold piercings and warm cock of Sam, the rabbit moaning out as he entered, Donovan roaring out in pain, his body shaking, his fists clenched the hotel pillow, his claws ripping into it. It felt far too good for Sam to stop as he just kept digging deeper into the wolf's rear, his ears standing up on end as the two became one, Donovan's ass feeling like it was aflame, every inch of his body agonizing in the feeling of first penetration.

"GODDAMNIT. FUCK. AAAH!" Donovan yelled, the rooms near them most certainly filling with the roaring profanity, as Sam just smiled, pulling back and pushing back in, starting to find a motion that was satisfying as his shaft was caressed and worked so warmly by the warm canal of the wolf under him.

The pain had slowly started to subside, the mythical prostate stimulation that Donovan had provided so many times to so many others had begun to overtake him, the muscular, dominant wolf now caving into a quivering submissive fuck toy under the thrusting movements of Sam's expertly maneuvering cock.

"M More..." Donovan said, finding it hard to speak as he did, his claws flexing deeper into the now ripped pillow, the sweat running down his balls as his moans of pain were turning into whines of pleasure.

Sam silently obliged, thrusting his shaft deeper into him, pushing his face into the scruff of Donovan's neck, panting into it.

The bed frame shook violently as the rabbit began to jackhammer his hips, getting his footing on the sides of the Wolf, groaning out as he fucked into him as only a rabbit could, Donovan's growling and hot whimpers only making it better, smiling as he did it, Sam slapped Donovan's ass cheek as his eyes traveled to his phone, laying on the bedside table, the heated thrusting becoming more and more violent as he did.

"You want it?" Sam asked with a wide smile, his hand silently sliding onto the wolf's phone as he continued thrusting.

"I do, fuck I really do!" Donovan replied, his body succumbing to the pleasures of prostate slamming, the rabbit's pierced cock tip slamming into him perfectly, milking him of his precum with every thrust, more and more intensely with each moment.

Sam smirked widely, sliding open the camera from Donovan's lock screen, the ironic wallpaper a couple's photo of him and Shen, as he turned on the flash and announced with a shaky hand snapping a picture. "Smile."

Donovan normally would of been embarrassed, angry, or even disgusted at the concept of a rabbit snapping such a suggestive photo, but the only reply the wolf could manage under the barrage of thrusts was to cum, his body violently tightening as his thick, dominant cock was milked without even a glare to it, his potent seed being spurted into the soft sheets of the bed beneath him, as his walls quivered and tightened like a vice around Sam, the rabbit continuously snapping photos as Donovan rode out his first submissive orgasm.

"Get ready babe, oh damn, gonna fill you up puppy!" Sam said, his confidence at it's peak, his hand losing grip of the phone as it fell onto Donovan's lower back as he thrusted one final time, deeply into him, their waists clapping loudly as the rabbit sprayed the no longer virgin insides of the wolf with his white hot load.

"So, c can I get your number?" Donovan asked, weakly, between hot, panting breaths, the rabbit still balls deep inside of him, laying his smaller frame on the wolf's back.

"Unlock your phone, and I'll put in my contact." Sam replied, equally weak, as he placed Donovan's phone down on the pillow where he laid his head.

Weakly, he took the phone and unlocked it, going to the contacts app and handing it back to the rabbit, who began tapping at the screen.

As he did, Sam slowly moved upward, his cock not deflating as was typical for a rabbit, easily having regained the energy for another round already as he leaned back, allowing his rod to slip from the leaking, stretched wolf hole, snapping one more picture, Donovan looking back as he did.

"W why did you take all those..." Donovan asked. Sam simply smiled. "You know damn well why."

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"You can talk to me, you know, it's not my fucking fault." Colby said, his hands on the wheel as the dark road ahead of them seemed endless, his guilt feeling the same way.

Shen just huffed, keeping his head rested firmly against the glass of the passenger side window.

Almost one hundred miles away from the hotel where his marriage had ended, divorce paperwork in his future, and for the first true time, regret festering in his stomach, the dalmatian couldn't even bring himself to look at Colby, let alone reply.

He just wished he could explain somehow, it was just for fun, he loved Donovan, he never wanted to be caught, worse yet, harm him, he missed his wolf, wanting nothing more than to turn back the clock and fix this fucking mistake.

He picked up his phone instantly when he heard the telltale ping of a message notification, and his heart raced a little when he saw who it was from. "<3Wolfy<3".

A chance, a chance to talk?, maybe to fix this, it was just sex, he can fix this, he always can...

But as Shen saw the photograph and attached message, he screamed, Colby's foot slamming on the brakes as he pulled the car over. "WHAT THE FUCK SHEN?!"

Shen, holding the phone up to Colby began to hysterically cry, the fake walls of adultery crumbling as he shared the view.

A smiling rabbit, his fingers in a peace sign, with the propped up, leaking hole of the smiling and satisfied Donovan, were in view, the message simply, and coldly reading. "I think he enjoyed the room service, bitch."

Donovan smirked as he read over the sent message behind the confirmation screen. "Are you sure you want to block 'Shen'" it asked, as he tapped 'Yes' he felt a relief, sure he would need to speak to him a few more times in court, when he is evicting the two faced dalmatian from his home, and when he is saying goodbye for the last times...but he felt confidence, in his new position, it may not be a relationship, but Sam definitely made it something much better, something much deeper.

Sam's pat to the wolf's back as they were sitting up in the bed, naked, smelling of sex themselves now, confirmed it.

"You'd look cute in a collar, Don." Sam offered, as Donovan just nodded. "I agree."