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Saying that it had been a long day was an understatement of the greatest degree. Hunter had started his morning with a exhausting day in the office, and then immediately had to drive four hours to another business location to present documents and stick around for a meeting where his boss ranted about how much he hated his own boss. By the time that the doberman shuffled into his hotel room after a solid thirteen hours of being in a suit, he was ready to do anything but think about work.

He effortlessly kicked off his shoes, shrugged off his jacket, loosened his tie and fell face first onto the clean sheets of the single bed that dominated the small room. As he breathed in the fresh comforter, taking note of the detergent that was recently used on it, he felt all of his muscles relax. He let out a long, heavy sigh and contemplated just closing his eyes and going to sleep. No shutting off the lights, no locking the door, not even taking off his clothes and getting under the covers.

Despite Hunter closing his eyes and attempting to do just that, something in the back of his mind kept him from dozing off. He chalked it up to his OCD about things staying in order before going to bed. The slight hint of how his dress clothes were uncomfortable also poked at the back of his mind. Sighing again, albeit with more frustration than before, the doberman pushed himself up and rolled onto his back. It was then that there came a chime and buzz from his pocket.

Hunter withdrew his phone to see that he had a new message, and seeing who it was from made him crack the first smile of the day.

Tyler: "Are you at the Hotel?"

The doberman quickly replied. "Yeah, room 103, please hurry." There came no reply from his friend after that, which he suspected. The phone dropped to the bed and Hunter sat up with a slight groan. He undid the first couple of buttons of his shirt and then stood. He meandered over to the bathroom and flicked on the light.

When he looked in the mirror, a more dreary-eyed dog gazed back than he expected. He turned the water on in the sink and splashed some of the cool liquid over his muzzle and face. It did little to alleviate his exhaustion but it did shock him enough to at least appear less tired.

When Hunter stepped out of the bathroom he was met with a loud knock at his door. A grin formed over his face and he hurried over to open it. When he did, he was met with the familiar, gleaming face of his akita boyfriend.

"Hey, Hunt-" Tyler began to say cheerfully but was abruptly grabbed by the collar of his T-shirt and yanked into the room. The door slammed behind him almost as quickly as it had been opened.

Nothing else was said for the first few moments that the two dogs were together. Instead, Hunter and Tyler occupied themselves with a deep, satisfying kiss. Their lips were pressed firmly together and their heads were cocked in opposite directions. The doberman still held the other by his shirt while the akita's paws had taken Hunter by the hips.

The akita felt like he was melting into that embrace, and it was about then that he realized that he was holding his breath. When he did let out a shaky exhale through his nose, Hunter broke the kiss and leaned back. Tyler had a dreamy look in his eyes and a dumb grin of his own that Hunter found to be incredibly endearing. After all, his smile was the main reason he found the akita to be so attractive.

"Miss me much?" Tyler chuckled.

"That, and I've had the shittiest day ever," Hunter replied and let his paws unclasp the other's shirt and instead traced them down the front of the akita's muscular chest. He admired the firm presence and the clear dedication that the akita still had to his workout routine. It also reminded Hunter of the fact that he had been missing his own gym appointments due to the recent heavy work load.

"Wanna talk about it?' Tyler offered pleasantly.

"Not at all. I'm tired as fuck and I need to fuck something before I pass out," Hunter replied. The akita laughed and winked at his boyfriend.

"That's why I'm here," Tyler said confidently and then gave the doberman a firm shove against the chest. It was an unexpected move, so Hunter stumbled back while windmilling his arms. He let out a short yell but it turned into a breathy grunt when the backs of his knees hit the bed and he flopped onto soft covers.

"What the hell!" Hunter groaned and leaned up on an elbow. "Tell me when you're gunna do shit like that."

"I was in complete control of the situation," Tyler replied as he pulled his shirt from over his head and tossed it aside. The doberman's eyes widened and his mind filled with lust at the sight of the chiseled abs and broad chest of the other dog. The weariness of the day melted away as Tyler came closer and got to work undoing Hunter's pants and pulling them down.

Not until the doberman was completely bottomless did Tyler stop. It was only when that beautiful black sheath was out in the open with no obstruction that the Akita paused to admire it. A red tip was already poking out from the top and the strong scent of musk was already filling his senses. Tyler set his paws on either side of the other male's body as he leaned over and brushed his muzzle against the hefty pair of balls beneath that sheath. He could practically taste how heavy they were, full of cum and in desperate need of relief. He silently promised them that he would stop at nothing to do just that.

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