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Samel wasn't sure if he wanted to dress or not. It was going to be the first time he'd seen Davie in over a week. His heart beat fast in his chest, anticipation tingled in his belly. Though he was still content from fucking his best friend only moments ago, arousal sat on the edge of his mind. Before he could settle on a decision, a car pulled up outside and Samel was still naked. He felt no urge to throw clothes on now, so he left it and wandered to the front door, which he opened once he heard heavy footsteps outside.

"Fuck me." Davie wore a grin from ear to ear, his tusks held high as he eyed Samel's naked body up and down. "I've missed you so fucking much. Come here." He wrapped Samel in a massive hug, lifting the smaller tiger off of the ground as he did. Samel grabbed him by the ears and kissed him on the lips, joy laced his stomach as the boar slapped him hard on the ass.

"Hey." Samel couldn't stop smiling as he stared at his boyfriend. Their break had been too long and damn it was good to end it early.

"Kid. I'd almost forgotten how fucking cute you are." He kissed Samel's nose, sniffing at the tiger's face. "Didn't expect you naked but fuck, don't think your clothes would've lasted long anyways." He cradled Samel in his arms, tickling the tiger's chest with a pudgy finger. Samel's hand dropped to squeeze the firm bulge between the boar's thighs. "Fucking hell." Davie snorted, his cock twitching. "My balls hurt just thinking about what I'm going to do to you tonight." He paused. "Hunter still here?"

"Nope."

A low growl rumbled out of Davie. "Good. Because something is very wrong."

Samel froze up. "What?"

"My tiger slut smells like a fucking mutt." Davie sounded genuinely angry about it. Samel was about to respond but Davie flipped him over and lifted the tiger's ass to his face. Davie pushed his snout between Samel's cheeks and gave his asshole a forceful lick. Samel moaned at the contact. "Fuck. Was so worried you'd taste like dog cum too. You should taste like me." Davie buried his tongue into Samel's ass, growling as he did so. "Fuck. You're tight again."

All Samel could do was groan and squirm in Davie's arms.

"Phone, laptop and house keys. Is there anything else you need?" Davie asked as he put Samel back down on the ground.

"For what?"

"To survive spending a few days at my place. I don't give a shit if you're busy, or have plans. My fucking tiger slut smells like dog and that's not happening." There was something pained in Davie's voice.

"I can, but it's a bit... sudden." Samel was a little stunned by how forceful Davie was being.

"Shut up, slut."

"I'm your boyfriend as well, and-"

"My boyfriend didn't meet me at the door, just a tiger slut." Davie squinted down at him. "But if my boyfriend were to come back dressed, I have words for him too."

Samel smirked at that, it was a choice he could make then, just pitched in a way that reflected both sides of their relationship. He went to gather his things for an overnight bag, genuinely unsure if he wanted to dress or not. He knew before the day was over he'd end up on Davie's cock, only he wasn't sure how he wanted that to happen. But he was still sated from Hunter earlier, and there was some difficulty imagining himself getting up from the car park and into Davie's apartment completely naked. But he also didn't want to send the wrong message, so he came back half dressed, shorts only.

Davie stared at him, lips curled in a soft grin. "Samel, I really didn't think you could fuck that up." He chuckled. "I'm counting this as dressed."

"Even if I'm not wearing underwear?"

Davie raised an eyebrow. "Naughty." He leant over to kiss the tiger's forehead. "It really is so god damn good to see you again." Samel's heart warmed.

"Breaks suck, I think." He sighed, content as he wrapped his arms around the boar. "Sorry I smell like dog." He rubbed his face against Davie's pecs and purred.

Davie clapped him on the back. "I think I'm gunna enjoy fixing that."

"What was it you wanted to tell me?"

"Been doing a bit of research." Davie leant away from the hug, hands on Samel's shoulders. "Called the pool store out in Fowling, explained I might be moving out there soon and asked what odds I was looking at to transfer without setting anything in motion."

"And?" Samel's eyes widened, giddy.

"They've just lost someone, another's moving on in a few weeks." Davie oinked. "There's vacancies and these jobs don't tend to fill that fast."

Samel smiled so hard it hurt. "So it'll happen?"

"Yeah. Fuck." Davie laughed. "Been holding onto this for a few days, wanted to tell you in person."

"Damn." Samel lunged back into another embrace. "I'm so fucking happy."

"Y'know." Davie picked him up and nuzzled his face. "You might smell like Hunter but you sure as fuck talk more like me now."

"Huh." Samel furrowed his brow. "Never really noticed."

"It's good shit. Real fucking good shit. Makes me feel all sorts of stupid again." He kissed Samel briefly on the lips. "You got all your shit?"

"Yeah."

"And you're free the next few days?"

"Some more friends of mine will be back in town soon, but not really in a rush to see them. Already been a year since I last saw them, but a week without you was so much worse."

"Fuck." Davie rubbed at Samel's ears. "I'm going to destroy you, I hope you know that."

"Surprised you haven't started already, honestly." Samel grinned at him.

Davie snorted, tugging at the waistband of Samel's shorts. "Once you're in my apartment these are coming off and you're not getting them back."

"Hot."

"Kid. I'm telling you right now, if you've got any boundaries I'm going to find them soon because I have absolutely no fucking desire to be gentle. Haven't even jerked off this entire break, meanwhile you're fucking around with Hunter." He growled.

"I thought you wanted me to."

"Of course I did." He bit Samel's ear, hard enough to hurt. "Because being angry-horny is so much hotter than anything else. And fuck it pissed me off hearing you rail him. You're my tiger slut, and after tonight you're not going to forget it again." There was burning intensity in how he said that. Without another word he started carrying Samel outside. He shoved Samel into the passenger seat. "I fucking want you to fight back. Claw me, make me fucking bleed if I do something you don't like."

"You sure?" Samel felt a little uncertain. Davie wrapped a fat hand around Samel's whiskers and yanked his face up towards the boar's.

"Fucking certain you stupid slut."

Samel winced, straining as he bared his fangs. It didn't hurt that much but it wasn't expected. Davie forced him back into his seat and let go. Samel nursed the side of his face. Davie was so much bigger and stronger than him, the only way he could actually fend him off was with claws and fangs.

But getting manhandled like that had a strong effect on Samel's arousal. There was a moment of embarrassment as his shorts tented before the pain had even ebbed.

Davie started his car and reversed out before grabbing the tiger's cock.

"This is all encouragement." He squeezed and Samel yelped. "Did you like that you stupid bitch?"

"Yeah." Samel moaned, scrunching his face as he tried to push aside the boar's hand. Davie only gripped him tighter, crushing Samel until the tiger was straining out of his seat and yowling. Davie relaxed the pressure but kept his hand in Samel's lap. "That fucking hurt." Samel tightened his hold on the boar's wrist.

Davie ignored him, focusing on the road as he skirted around the edge of town. It was longer this way, and fewer people were around. Perfect for what Davie wanted. He crept his hand up Samel's chest, smirking to himself as the tiger tried to hold him back. For what resistance Samel offered it mightn't have even mattered. Davie was a mature and fit boar with over a foot on a small tiger not even in his twenties, one who often shied away from physical exertion.

Davie pounded a fist against Samel's breast. "Weak whore." He snorted, pinching Samel's nipple.

Samel hissed, screwing up his face as he leant into the pain, folding over Davie's arm. "Fuck." He nipped Davie's arm, just a warning. Davie laughed, shoving his hand up to Samel's face and forcing the tiger down against the armrests between them. He pushed a fat finger into Samel's mouth, exhaling as he rubbed over the coarse bristles. "Suck it bitch." He jabbed his finger at the back of the tiger's throat. Samel coughed, trying to pull his head back but the rest of Davie's hand kept him pinned down. He tested his teeth against the boar's thick flesh. Davie grunted and forced a second finger in to pry apart Samel's jaws, which offered far more resistance than Samel's arms. Still, with some straining Davie opened Samel's mouth and withdrew his hand. Samel sprung back up in his seat, a pained look on his face.

"Can I get a safe word or something?" He rubbed at his jaw hinge.

Davie chuckled. "The fuck makes you think you'll be able to speak?" He rubbed at the massive bulge in his lap. "You want me to stop, I told you what to do."

"I'm not going to scratch you." Samel flexed his palms, extending his claws. They were sharp enough to lacerate even Davie's leathery skin. Never in his life had he used them for defense. Never had to.

"Nah." Davie snorted. "You're also not going to just take what I wanna do to you. Something's gotta give slut, and it's not gunna be me."

Samel scowled at him. "So you want to hurt me?"

"I want to use you. And I'm gunna. You're my tiger slut."

Samel stared at his claws, unsure how far this would go.

"Always been so fucking pissed at how you act all smug about not knowing your boundaries. I wedge my cock in your throat and you can't fucking breathe until you get tears in your eyes. You nip me and fuck it feels so good, but I know you can take more like you did when we fucked in the park. So I'm going to find your fucking limit and smash your stupid skull into it and my fucking god is it going to feel so good." Davie snarled. "Does that scare you?"

Samel tilted his head, the challenge seemed a bit extreme but if that was Davie's intent... "No."

"Then you're stupider than I thought." Davie flicked on the indicator and turned into his apartment block. He pulled into his spot and stopped the car. He sighed. "Samel. I'm serious. I'm not going to stop until I do something that's too much for even you. As soon as we leave this car, you are my fucktoy and I am not going to be gentle with you. So last warning. Back off now if-"

"You sound afraid." Samel smirked, seeing his chance to speak himself up.

Davie raised his brow, a bemused look on his face. "You know there's some people who get off on getting punched in the face right?" He raised a fist. "Reckon I could break your entire fucking snout. Crush an eyeball, fuck up your teeth, that sort of thing. Or is that not enough? Does my little tiger slut find that hot?"

"It's really not that threatening when I know you don't want to do that." Samel stared him down, feeling more and more confident about this by the moment. Davie's libido was fiery but short lived. All Samel had to do was outlast it, and he'd be able to hold this over the boar for so long. It was rather pointless point scoring but he adored the idea of it. "I doubt you'd beat me up, we both know how that'd end. It's not even hot, just violent. Not your thing."

"Kid. If you really, really challenge me on this, you should already know this won't end well. But maybe that's what has to happen to break it into your thick fucking head. You know I love you, but I'd go insane if I had to put up with your swollen sexual ego the rest of my life. So I'm going to pop it, and you're going to fucking hate it." Davie glanced down at his fist. "So last chance."

Samel grabbed his overnight bag. "Sounds fun to me."

"Fun." Davie smiled, eyes wide. "I recall telling you the first time you licked my cock that if you teased me, you'd regret it."

"And I recall teasing you a lot without any regrets." Before Samel had even finished speaking he knew that wasn't entirely true. He regretted what happened with his photos and Ky, something that only happened because Davie was angry-horny, as he was now. That was cause for some uncertainty.

Davie's smile widened. He opened his door and stepped out. The moment Samel's foot was on the concrete, Davie was on him. Thick arms snatched him up, he submitted to them as he had done dozens of times before. It was even a comfort, to be carried by his boyfriend. But this did feel different. Davie wasn't holding him as much as he was trying to crush him. The contact was tighter.

A stupid idea hit Samel's head.

He brushed his tail down the very obvious bulge in Davie's shorts. One of the boar's hands clapped him hard on the back, the sound echoed around the empty carpark. Sharp pain brought a gasp out of Samel, but it passed quickly into something dull. The surprise was mostly from the volume of it than anything.

So he did it again, and Davie grunted. He snuck his tail up the leg of Davie's shorts, not having to go far before he made direct contact with the boar's cockhead. It was slick with pre.

Davie made a deep sound in his chest, but didn't strike Samel again. His grip tightened on the tiger, constricting Samel's breathing. Davie stepped into the lift and jabbed the button for his floor. As soon as the doors clothes he tore off Samel's shorts.

"Wait." Samel squirmed. The lift could stop at any floor, someone could see.

"Shut up slut." Davie leant against the wall of the lift, pinning Samel against it as he rubbed his bulge all over Samel's bare ass. "If someone walks in here they're having a fucking go in you too."

Samel groaned as his cock made contact with the cold metal of the elevator. There was a lot of potential for shame now, but being used out in the open was arousing in its own way. Samel expected some kind of secrecy as the elevator slowed, but Davie gave him none. He held Samel out for anyone to see, tugging at the tiger's balls as they made for Davie's apartment. Thankfully, the corridor was empty.

Davie unlocked his apartment, yanked Samel's bag out of his hands and threw the tiger on the floor. Samel winced, unable to cushion his landing. There was something almost comical about the way Davie gently placed Samel's bag and shorts down before kicking the door shut.

"I was gunna give you one last chance to say no." Davie rubbed at his crotch, easing his shorts down slowly. "But you make that fucking pained look that's so fucking sexy." He stepped out of his shorts, ten inch cock bouncing free. He threw off his shirt. "So instead, anything you want to say to me first?"

"Hurry up." Samel grinned up at him.

Davie shook his head as he towered over Samel, placing his feet on either side of the tiger and crouched over Samel's face. Ten inches of black meat sat right over Samel's lips. He licked some of the excessive pre coating Davie's cock. The boar laughed, a fat hand cupped the back of his skull. He opened his mouth, slurping on it, savoring the familiar taste. Pressure built on the back of his head, pushing him down the length of it, slowly, almost carefully. It was far more gentle than he expected out of the moment. He stretched his jaws, getting familiar again with just how deep it had to go. Davie gave a loud moan, pausing with an inch left to go. He stared into Samel's eyes, a wicked grin on his face as he stabbed his cock the rest of the way in.

Samel spluttered, jerking his head back as he gasped in a breath. Davie lunged forward, anticipating it and forcing himself right back in. Pain seared up Samel's throat, tears filled his eyes as he tried to avoid gagging. He failed. He coughed as he tried to relax around the ten inches of dick stretching his jaws. Davie pulled his hips back, Samel gasped a ragged breath before the thrust in brought with it another sharp spike of pain.

"Dumb slut." Davie growled, moaning as he humped the tiger's face. It was tight and warm and felt so fucking good. "Bite me you fucking bitch." He held Samel's head close, preventing the tiger from pulling back as he slammed his cock again and again into the tiger's throat.

Samel let out a stuttered purr, broken with each forceful inwards swing of Davie's cock. The boar threw back his head and let out a loud groan, only going harder with the encouragement.

His jaws ached, his lungs were burning but hearing Davie react was ecstasy. He figured it might end soon, that Davie had been so horny the entire afternoon that he wouldn't be able to edge out with how rough he was being. But it didn't stop. Davie kept going harder still.

He clenched his jaw, bringing his fangs in contact with Davie's cock.

The boar moaned and kept thrusting.

He tensed a little more. Davie's other hand grabbed his lower jaw and yanked it down, forcing his mouth back open. Samel yelped at the pain, his lungs burning. Davie shoved Samel's nose into his pubes, growling as the tiger tried to jerk away more frantically. Samel couldn't close his mouth at all, couldn't bite to give warning. He flailed with his arms until the found purchase on Davie's ass, claws extended to prick his skin but the boar kept grinding Samel's face in his crotch. Tears spilled down his cheeks.

"Fuck." Davie grunted, rubbing his thumb over the tiger's tongue. He'd never truly fucked someone's face before, not like this. But he'd always wanted to try.

Black spots filled Samel's vision. His heart was racing, his neck and back ached with the forcefulness of his jerks but Davie still didn't let him go. Davie's cock twitched so strongly Samel could feel it through the muscles in his throat. The boar was growling and moaning, almost whimpering with how much pleasure he felt. And that gave Samel a second wind. It'd be over soon.

With what energy he could muster he purred again.

Davie trembled as he came into Samel's throat. He held the tiger in place a few moments longer, dick jetting ropes of cum. Then he fell back, panting.

Samel spluttered, coughing a mouthful of cum and spit onto his chest. Entire body heaving as he recovered, his fingers and toes tingled. He felt weak and lightheaded. He retched out another mouthful of cum. More tears dripped down his cheeks, but he wasn't sobbing.

Davie slapped him on the chest, rubbing his orgasm into the tiger's fur. "Stupid, stupid slut."

"Didn't last long." Samel rasped, trying to sound a little victorious.

Davie shoved him down against the floorboards. "Who says we're done fucker?" He knelt over Samel's face. "Eat my ass until I'm ready again whore." His balls sat heavy on the top of Samel's snout.

Samel panted for a long moment, kissing Davie's cheeks and tonguing at the boar's crack to try satisfy the command while he focused on keeping steady.

This was a lot, and it was intense. But he felt more ready for whatever was next, he just hoped it wasn't more oral. He could take the pain, he even enjoyed some of it. But mortal peril was a bit much. So long as he could breathe, he could take it.

Part of him wanted to call it off, give it up and celebrate the end of their break like any normal couple might but he was so certain he could handle whatever was coming next. So he ground his tongue against Davie's asshole, ignoring the pain in his throat and jaw. The burning in his lungs. The ache in his neck. The tears on his cheeks. Warmth filled his breast as Davie moaned and settled a bit more of his weight on Samel's head. Samel's hands crept up Davie's sides, feeling the boar's dense body react to the pleasure. In this moment, being his boyfriend's fucktoy was the only thing he cared to be.