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Interlude: Waves on the Sand

"Upon the death of Penelope Seasinger, her daughter and the next Elemental Lord of Water, Sierra Seasinger erected an orphanage in her honour. The Seasinger Memorial Orphanage was constructed to help the children who were abandoned not only in Angelsea but all over the world. The Sisters of Seasinger travel the globe, looking for strays to 'adopt' and bring them to the Orphanage to provide them all with a bright future."

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Pauline Shores

Reflections on Recent Rillotian History

Steel Tempered Will

Okay, now I was interested.

To be perfectly honest, the whole spiel from this old lady claiming to be the Elemental Lord of Water really didn't interest me. She spoke of long lost loves and distant dreams. Not only was it sickening but let's face fact: old-person sex is gross.

I honestly couldn't imagine anyone sticking their dick into... whatever she had down there.

Did she have anything down there anymore?

God, I hope no one saw me looking.

Whatever.

Everyone was suddenly looking at Reaper who looked like he had been shot through the skull, a look of stupid shock on his face. My eyes focused on Canis, though. He looked really amused. Now he was my kind of guy. Not that I'm in to guys. Just... I think he'd be a great friend.

"Isaac... Reaper...?" Reaper repeated slowly.

Sierra Seasinger nodded slowly. "Yes. Your father."

Like a sudden explosion, Reaper shot from his seat and seized Seasinger's collar. He lifted her up into the air and even with Jenkins' trident and two assault rifles levelled at his head, Reaper didn't let go. That was an impressive feat.

"Tell me what happened!?" the wolf bellowed. "What did Balthazar and my father do!? What were they researching!?"

The calmness and serenity the Elemental Lord exuded was a little... frightening. I think it was actually that benevolent smile of hers that soothes the beast that was Jacob Reaper. He gently lowered her and took a step back, stepping on a crumpet on his way.

"I was never told," she answered. "It was top secret, Balthazar said. But I did my own digging." Seasinger straightened herself as much as possible, at least as far as her crooked stature would allow. "Balthazar was obsessed with finding a way to open the Doors in the Graveyard of Doors in Hox. He thought there was something there. Something... that would bring a new golden age to Mortaelis."

"The Ultimate Seal..." I whispered the words along with the rest of the Branded.

For some reason, that name held power. I could feel it in my bones. It was an itch underneath my scales, a twitching in my wings and a fleeting glimpse in the periphery of my vision. It was... I don't know what it was.

"Perhaps so," Sierra answered. "I could never confirm it. However, the more he dug, the more insane he became." The squirrel lowered her head and I could see another drama coming. "He buried himself into his work and at one point, he became increasingly paranoid. I comforted him and more than once, he cried in my arms. Then, he suddenly became very cold like he had come to some startling revelation. He never spoke to me afterwards and when he broke our connection and ties, he did so by courier."

Okay, even I had to wince at that.

Seriously, if anyone had balls, they should break up with someone in person. Doing it impersonally was just low. Getting someone else to do it for you was beyond low.

"What about my dad?" Reaper asked, his voice shaking. I don't think I ever saw him so desperate before. It was kind of nice to see he had a vulnerable side to him. Maybe if I ever wanted to get on his nerves, all I had to do was mention his dad. "Did you hear anything about my father?"

"Only that his research benefited Balthazar greatly," she answered. Then, in hushed tones, she said, "And that Balthazar had him and your mother killed."

Something twitched to my left and I realised it was Canis. That cocky smirk on his face had gone.

Crap... Don't tell me he was falling for Reaper's sob story...

Damnit. There goes my one chance.

"I am sorry," Sierra continued. "We thought you had died alongside them. If we had known we would've picked you up off the streets -"

"I wasn't on the streets," Jacob growled, his fists clenching tightly. "I was trapped in a lab being experimented on day in day out by Balthazar!" He clutched the sides of his head, digging his claws into his skull, a threatening rumble escaping from his chest.

I wasn't the only one to take several steps away from him.

I thought he was seriously going to explode.

Then, he suddenly calmed and straightened, blood dripping from his palms and temples. "Get Balthazar over here," he growled. "Leave him to me."

"No."

Cue the threatening drum roll.

Jacob bared his fangs and the minute squirrel. "What!?"

"Killing in the name of someone you love is justice," Sierra answered. "Killing for any other reason is murder." She lifted her cane, using its blunt, golden end to prod his nose. "I will cancel my invitation to Balthazar if you continue on this path."

"You wouldn't dare!"

Fancy him trying to threaten and Elemental Lord.

"Once again, do not underestimate me, pup," she warned, her brown eyes suddenly so sharp and dangerous. "Now, go to your room."

"What!?"

"Your rooms have been prepared," she said calmly, lowering her cane and putting her weight against it. "Down the hall and to your right."

"You can't send me to my room!" Jacob barked.

"I believe I just did," came the cool reply. "Cool off, think about what you're doing and what you want to do and I'll see you at dinner. Seven o'clock sharp. I'll have someone come and fetch you."

"I -"

Sierra Seasinger lifted a finger.

Reaper's eyes blazed with fury, his lip curling up. "You can't -"

She jabbed the finger higher.

"But -"

That finger pointed down the hallway.

Like a petulant child being sent... Well... Not 'like'. He was the petulant child being sent to his room. Ha! I couldn't have grinner broader without breaking my jaw! Reaper huffed loudly and stormed off, every step he took like a thunderous stomp of a god. Sure I felt a little bit of fear but hell, it was damn worth it.

"I better go talk to him," Rex said. "Leo, you come too."

My heart broke when I say Leo, my innocent, handsome, amazingly buff and sexy Leo chase after Reaper. I wanted to jump to my feet and tell him to come back, beg him not to go with that black-furred and black-hearted monster who would taint his pure and innocent soul.

For fear of sounding artsy, those two were just like Angelsea. Leo was the pure, and beautiful city and Jacob... well, he's Jacob Reaper. I was willing to bet that the moment he set foot on this city, a seething darkness spread out and right now, there were riots going on in the city streets. People were being raped, houses plundered and children murdered.

And it was all Reaper's fault.

Why do I still follow him around?

Because... Because of Leo.

I want to protect him.

Screw that.

I want him.

"The rest of you are free to explore the city as you see fit," Sierra said, calmly taking her seat once more. "Be warned, the city's streets and canals aren't very symmetrical. You could easily get lost. If anything, always try to make your way to the Oasis." She broke into a bright smile, her slightly larger front two teeth quite prominent in that otherwise perfect, pearly white grin. "If anything, visit any tourist kiosk. We've got plenty of them!"

No one really felt in the mood to talk after that as we were all left with a lot to ponder. Canis and Jenkins went their separate ways while the rest of us headed to our rooms.

Me, I worried about Leo but as we left the little garden, Joanna began on her spiel about Balthazar and finally putting an end to this mess. She was excited, that much was obvious. Already, she was planning great and crazy ploys to kill Balthazar, making him out to be some sort of supervillain with 'three forms' because 'all bad guys have three forms'.

As always, I had to play the devil's advocate.

"Look!" I exclaimed, spinning around to face them all. "This is Balthazar Palmers we're talking about. The head of ExIT!"

"So?" Taylor responded with a shrug. "We can take him. We've taken down Gale and beat Belford. What's the worst he can throw at us?"

"How about the Elemental Lords of Light, Darkness and Fire?" I countered. "How about the legions of ANVIL soldiers he has under his belt? What about members of SWORD? MODD isn't just going to let one of its top executives just wander into Angelsea unprotected!"

And then, one by one, I saw their hopes dashed. I didn't mean to but really, the only reason we really won all those other battles was because of dumb luck. None of us were trained. What were the odds that a group of ragtag individuals who just happened to be magically cursed with Brands could beat hundreds upon hundreds of specially trained soldiers and their commanders?

We weren't skilled.

We were just throwing our powers around randomly and hoping we hit something.

So far, we were lucky enough to hit the bad guys.

"So we train."

And here I thought I had an ally in Kerry.

Seriously, I thought she would be the first to see any sense.

"Sierra offered her services to train us, right?" the doe said. "We've got two weeks. Let's train with her. Get her to teach us all she knows. Refine the way we fight. We might not get a lot in during the two weeks but it might be all the difference we'll need."

She stood in front of the other two, right beside me. "Come on!" she insisted. "We can do this! We just have to focus, put in the hard work and make sure we don't falter!" A bright smile touched her lips and she placed a hand on my shoulder. "Right, Max?"

Wrong.

I shrugged her off, grunted and stormed away.

These guys are total idiots.

God... I don't even know why I care!

...

Actually... I do.

Wherever they go, they bring Leo. And wherever Leo goes, I go.

Unless I prise him away from Reaper.

Reaper...

Everyone always falls for the bad boy. Honestly, why can't anyone fall the average guy for once?

My musing took me down the hallway containing our rooms but Sierra never mentioned which ones were our rooms. A little too angry to care, I just picked one at random and pushed the door open a bit.

Wouldn't you know it?

The one I picked is the one where Rex, Leo and Jacob are fucking in.

I slammed the door shut, scowling in disgust.

Fucking perverts turning Leo into some sort of sex-crazed animal. He wasn't their sex slave. He was more than that. They just couldn't see it. Jacob had no idea what kind of pure soul he had.

I had to get out.

I'm not sure how long I was storming away or really where I was going but somehow, I found my way back onto the streets of Angelsea. Much to my disappointment, no one was pillaging, raping or murdering. Hell, people were actually going up to me and greeting me cheerfully.

Yeah... This place was like Leo.

And there was a rotting corrupting at its heart ready to tear it apart.

I was half-tempted to make a bet that whatever caused this place to crumble would be because of Jacob Reaper.

The streets all started to look fairly the same to me after an hour or so and I really had nowhere I was going. In my head, I kept playing out the scenarios of what I would do when I'd eventually confront Reaper. Of course, in my head I was a hundred pounds lighter, more muscular and ten feet tall but you know what? It's my fantasy.

Still... one day.

A flash of black and brown caught my attention.

Sergeant Canis was hardly someone you could mistake for anyone else. His broad muscular form exuded power and authority. I couldn't help but compare him to Reaper who was sliding into becoming as soft as his fur was thick and fluffy. Admittedly, his outburst against Sierra was impressive but when he got sent to his room by that very same old lady, he lost what little respect I held for him.

But Canis... he got on Reaper's nerves and maybe, if I could convince him to be just a little more annoying and abrasive, he could get Reaper to finally explode. I didn't want to get Leo hurt but I also didn't want him to be so... naive. If Reaper was half the man he claimed to be, he'd back off from Leo the instant he realised he was a mass murderer and not some sort of antihero. If not... Then I would be there to step in once he exploded... on Leo.

The plan sounded so good in my head.

But, as with all plans, this one didn't go quite as well as I had hoped.

Especially when Canis walked into a big, grey, stone building.

Amongst the sickening and nearly blinding white of Angelsea, this drab, dreary, grey structure would have drained the happiness from its surroundings. That is, if it wasn't covered in flowers, playful feral dogs bouncing around laughing children. Nuns dressed in sky-blue dresses that did nothing to hide their ample cleavage nurtured and watched them all, idly chatting amongst one another while keeping only a vague eye on the children.

If this was the orphanage that Seasinger started, then I wondered if the 'beauty' of her city was only skin deep. Not that there was anything 'ugly' in it. Hell, I was grateful that this place was at least somewhat 'normal'. No horrible past plague made from the burned ashes of the deceased or a present plague turning people to stone.

Of course, 'normal' was a subjective term.

Everything was just so... 'artsy'.

I just didn't get it.

I looked at the twisted statues that marked the gates to the orphanage. To me, they honestly looked like to guys doing a standing sixty-nine. I'm sure there's some deep meaning behind it all but I couldn't make it out.

Just like the rest of this city.

To me, it was a city of beauty and art.

Nothing else.

Whatever.

That was Sierra's goal, not mine.

Canis strode through the gates of the orphanage without so much a cursory glance from any of the watching nuns. Some kids even made a point of pointing at him and crying out 'stranger danger' but the nuns continued to ignore him.

Yeah, great way of teaching the kids.

Wait until they go out into the world realise it was run by a corporation of faceless, heartless businessmen. But that was the order of the world and Sierra wasn't doing anyone any favours by making this little 'jewel of the sea' that was blissfully cut off from the world.

I took a deep breath and followed Canis into the orphanage. I guess because of their previous cries going ignored, none of the kids paid me any heed. A good thing too since the moment I crossed the gates, Canis just stepped into the orphanage itself. The multi-storeyed structure looked well kempt to the point that the grey stone slabs that made the stairs to the large, ivory doors were polished and actually shone.

Tearing my gaze away from the pristine condition of the orphanage, I followed Canis up the steps and through the doors.

Only then was I stopped.

"Hello!" a cheery lioness exclaimed, bouncing up to me. And I do mean 'bouncing'. "Are you here to adopt?"

"No," I answered gruffly. "A... friend of mine just stepped through here and I needed to tell him something quickly."

The lioness' eyes shone brightly. "Oh! You must mean Jimmy!"

She took my hand and quickly led me through the orphanage. To be honest though, it seemed more like a mansion. The floors were made out of polished wood. Every staircase was gilded with gold and marble pillars lined the walls.

"How long have you known Jimmy?"

It took me a moment to realise she was referring to James Canis. "Just a little while. But I feel we've really... connected since then."

Yeah, he's the only one that agrees with me. Reaper is a menace.

"Oh!" She suddenly stopped and placed herself in front of me. "Then you don't know that he was an orphan here?"

"I gathered that, thanks," I answered gruffly. Seriously, what did she think I was? The guy just stepped into an orphanage! Either he was going to become an adoptive single dad or he was a former orphan. And I don't think embittered military pilots made good fathers.

"Then I don't suppose you know that his parents were MODD scientists?"

Okay, that I did not know.

"What?"

She took my hand again, dragging me into what must have been one of the offices in the enormous mansion. How she knew exactly where to go was beyond me but inside the clean, pristine room were walls filled with filing cabinets. Archaic considering how there wasn't even a single computer console in sight. I almost pitied her as she rifled through the physical files. If I had to do that at my former job, I would have ripped my own head off and tossed it out the window.

"Here we are," she announced, taking out Canis' file and laying it out in front of me on a mahogany desk. "James Canis came to us when he was just one year old. His parents were MODD scientists who died in the disaster twenty years ago that took the life of the Elemental Lord of Water, Penelope Seasinger."

My brow furrowed.

"I never got the details of that 'disaster'," I admitted. "What is it? What happened?"

"You're not a local, are you?" she asked. She sat on the desk, one leg hooped over the other. The way she leaned towards the file gave a fantastic view of her breasts. "Twenty years ago, the Triton research centre was being built. The Elemental Lord of Water went down for an inspection alongside many of the scientists who were already booked to work there. Sadly, there was an explosion of some sort. An entire wing of the lab was destroyed and went under. Over a thousand people were condemned to death in the Irianna Trench."

I froze.

There are few things that scare me. Most of the times when I appear cowardly, I'm just being cautious. But one of the things that I would absolutely hate to happen to me is to die in a watery grave especially one in the deep, unforgiving darkness of the deepest trenches on Mortaelis. Call it a draconic instinct but most dragons hate the idea of the ocean.

We're built to fly not to swim.

"Are you alright, sir?"

I shook my head, not realising I had drifted off. "Yeah," I muttered gruffly. "So what? He's been raised here all that time?"

"Only until he was fourteen years of age," she answered. "Then he went and joined the MODD military. He has been on the rise ever since. His family left him a very large fortune and he was kind enough to donate all of it to charity. The Sisters of Seasinger love him. Many would kill to have his pups."

"Huh."

Weird. In a way, he and Reaper were sort of polar opposites. Both of them lost their parents even if it was at separate ages. From all appearances, Canis' parents seemed to care about him whereas Reaper's just used him for experiments. Both resided in the care of MODD until their teen years but where Reaper was tortured and experimented on, Canis lived a fulfilling childhood even if he was parentless. When they both struck out, Reaper went into a life of crime while Canis joined the authorities.

Awesome. More ammo.

"Thanks for the heads up," I answered.

"For his charitable work, there is an entire wing of the orphanage dedicated to him," the nun said. Though I think 'nun' is a subjective term considering she had this predatory look on her face. "I could show it to you if you would like." Her paws tranced a line from her thighs and somehow found their way onto mine. She even rubbed my belly a little.

Damnit! Get horny!

I was getting hit on by a smoking hot lioness. Not only that, but a nun! Wasn't that every horny straight man's dream?

How did that list go?

Supermodels, actresses, nurses and then nuns?

Come on! Why wasn't I getting hard!?

Maybe it just wasn't the time. I had a plot to see to fruition after all.

I abruptly stood up, shaking her advances away. "That's alright. Just point me in the right direction and I'll find my own way."

She pulled away, giving me a 'you'll-be-back' shrug. "To your right. Just keep going straight down. Find the sign that says 'Canis Wing' and you'll be there." She gave me a sly wink. "If you get lost though, call for Sister Jessica."

"Thanks."

Leaving that room was the easiest thing I had ever done. As much as I would have loved to play out my fantasy, my mind kept reeling back to Leo. A pair of scales appeared in my mind's eye. On one was that smoking hot nun, licking her lips and squeezing her breasts to draw me in with their gargantuan gravitational pull. On the other was Leo whose sheer size alone outweighed her and whose own enormous assets seduced me.

Shit...

I shut the door behind me, my claws digging into the doorknob and my mind weighing my options.

Part of me insisted I was straight... but just gay for Leo. Any other guy, I totally wouldn't touch. Girls... maybe depending on whether or not they were truly in for a committed relationship or just the sex. But in summary, girls still have more points for me. Guys only have one: Leonardo Custer.

That straightened out in my mind, I let go of the doorknob and strode proudly down the hall, following the Sister Jessica's instructions. True to her words, a few minutes of striding down a straight path led me to a big sign with the words 'Canis Wing' emblazoned in gold.

Oddly enough, the wing seemed abandoned even if - like the rest of the mansion - it was extremely well kempt. If ever there was any place with more MODD propaganda, however, I hadn't seen it. Suits of ANVIL armour lined the walls and paintings of each of the Elemental Lords hung between each of them. MODD insignias hung from banners off the ceilings and I swear, the carpet had a repeating pattern of the MODD mantra.

No wonder the kids didn't come here.

I headed down the wing, looking for any signs of Canis. All the while, I was considering what I would tell him... and my ultimate plan. He seemed like the kind that would need some coaxing though and he probably needed something that he would gain to sweeten the deal.

'Humiliating Jacob Reaper and crushing his soul' didn't seem to be a big enough dealmaker.

One of the doors to my left was open just a crack.

I put my script aside and pushed the door open.

...

I would have said 'Fuck me' but I was afraid of giving Canis any ideas.

"Hey!" Canis exclaimed, lifting a large paw to gesture at me. "Little privacy?"

He didn't even stop stroking his very impressive twelve-inch, bright red boner.

Would you believe my first thought was 'Think of the children'?

I slammed the door shut behind me, pressing my back hard against it. "Are you nuts!? What if someone catches you!?"

"Like you?" the Alsatian answered, giving me a careless shrug. He just went right back to pawing off, his long, red tongue flopping out the side of his muzzle. "I'd ask you to join me but seeing as you're straight, I know that's useless."

Suddenly, I saw my dealmaker.

"I wonder what the nuns would say if they learned you were using the wing dedicated to you as your private little 'stress reliever'?"

He rolled his blue eyes at me. "Dude, seriously? That the best you got?" Canis went on to pinch his nipples, groaning softly. I found the breath caught in my throat and that erection I was craving starting to creep up on me. Could you blame me? Canis was like Leo only slightly smaller and less... cute.

"The 'Sisters' are far from celibate," Canis grunted, thrusting his hips into the air. "Seriously, if one of them didn't try hitting on you, I'd be - urf - disappointed."

There went my dealmaker.

"Shit..."

"Just tell me what you want, scaly," Canis grunted. "I'm busy here." He opened one of his eyes, peering at me lewdly. "Unless you want to help me?"

"Fuck no!" I exclaimed. I tried to take a step back but then I remembered my wings were already pressed hard against the door. "Look," I said, making a slicing gesture through the air, "I really think we could work together. We have a common enemy."

"In case you haven't noticed, I like my job. I'm not going to go stabbing MODD in the back. I helped kill Belford because that guy was a lunatic. What he was doing was in no way something that MODD would approve to."

"Not MODD," I answered. "I'm a MODD employee as well. I'm following Reaper around to keep tabs on him."

"While destroying the Elemental Lords one by one?"

"Haven't you ever heard of 'keep your friends close but your enemies closer'?"

"So what?" Canis replied, a sly smirk on his muzzle. "Seeing as you've basically seen my dick, we're friends now, right?" He crossed his massive arms behind his head. "Help a friend out?"

I could have lost those jam and butter crumpets. "What!? Are you insane!?"

"So we're enemies then?" Canis said.

"I -"

Damnit, he had me.

Either admit I was his friend and potentially have to jack him off... or admit he was my enemy... and get 'close' to him, ultimately ending with me jacking him off.

Shit...

There was only one way I could resolve this.

Swallowing my pride, I managed to send mental override commands to my legs and knees, forcing them to move forward. It felt like an hour before I made it to the foot of Canis' bed. I stood awkwardly beside him. Strangely, he was still rock hard, a dribble of precum running down the length of his long cock.

"Well?" the Alsatian asked, filled with confidence. "Friend or foe?"

"Does it matter?" I growled, seizing his cock.

I think the moan he gave was just to mock me.

Slowly, I began to run my paw up and down his length, trying not to show any more weakness than I already was. His musk was in the air and while it was a spicy, manly musk, it still held that strong canine scent that reminded me of Leo. I tried not to look at his cock and focused instead on his face.

"Look... Reaper needs to be stopped..." I muttered.

"Totally agree," Canis replied, biting his lower lip softly. "But you don't stop."

God... Did he have to goad me...?

"He's going around ripping the floor right out of MODD's feet. Okay, I'll be the first to admit that MODD has been up to some really messed up stuff. Yeah, he was screwed over and his family ripped apart but he's taking it out on innocent people. Pollenburn was nearly completely destroyed in a titanic storm and no one but a handful of people survived Graesham. Innocent people's lives are being shot to pieces."

"Shooting is good..."

Was he going to do this the entire time?

Knowing full well that he was probably going to toss me aside the instant he came, I slowed my pace but increased the intensity of my grip. He moaned softly, his large, furry balls slapping against my wrists. "Plus, he's not considering what a massive power vacuum he's leaving when he takes ExIT apart one by one. With the Rebellion right around the corner, he's going to give them an opening as wide as... as..."

"My ass?" Canis offered lewdly.

"Whatever," I grunted. "Look, do you agree or not?"

Canis pulled his arms out from behind his head. "Yeah, I agree Reaper is a jerk. But you know what? He's done some good too."

"What!?" I pulled my hand away from his cock, almost disgusted at the slime that covered my claw.

"Didn't he give Gale Winthrop rest or something?" the Alsatian offered. "Didn't he actually give Rocky Groundwater peace of mind?" The devilish look on his face grew more intense and I just knew I was in for hell now. "Although, I could be convinced to see it your way."

Shit... What now...?

"No..." I said, standing my ground. "You are not fucking me."

I wasn't going to tell him that I was saving myself for someone special.

Someone like Leo.

"You really think you're worth that kind of attention?" he answered, cocking one eyebrow. "Man, you're fat covered in scales. You got nice arms but those are probably only used to propel your roly-poly self across the ground in the closest thing the world can get to an organic snowball."

Not sure if I should be insulted or just relieved...

"What I want... Is your dick."

Okay... I was way off.

"Wh - wh - What...?"

Canis slid across the bed, patting the space beside him. "Flip out your cock. Fap with me."

"Huh...?"

The MODD Sergeant gave me a semi-serious smile. "I know what you want, scaly. You want to bring Reaper down. You think I'm the only one with the balls to stand up to him."

Balls and dick...

"So here's what we're going to do," Canis said. "You're going to lie down beside me, you and I are going to stroke our cocks while we talk about the plan like real men and when we cum, that'll be the glue that'll seal the deal."

I couldn't believe I was going to do this...

Slowly, I peeled off the folds of clothing that were wrapped around my waist. As much as I didn't want to have my body pressing up against this naked, canine's, muscular form, I saw no other choice. He was offering to help me and if there was something I knew about Jacob Reaper, it's that he may be strong of body and he may talk big but really, he was psychologically weak.

With Canis' help, I would break him.

Then maybe I could release Leo from his demonic grasp.

I lay down on the bed, a deep blush burning underneath my bronze scales.

"Well?" Canis demanded.

"I... I need time..."

"Let me help them."

I gasped when his warm paw wrapped around my hard, eight-inch erection. My claws dug into the cloth beneath me and I had to keep myself from cumming there and then. Being a virgin meant I never felt the touch of another person. Once I may have dry humped Jacob Reaper - something I'm not proud of, by the way - but I wasn't in the right state of mind. Plus, he was 'drunk' and he practically raped me.

Apart from that, I had only ever fantasised and pleasured myself. Feeling the touch of another man, especially one that looked so much like Leo, brought me so close to the edge.

"I... I need you to make sure you're as annoying as possible," I stammered. "Make sure Reaper is really on edge..."

"So close already buddy?" Canis asked, smirking. He pressed my cock against the base of my rounded belly. His fingers left my member, 'walking' step by step over the light outlines of abs. "Maybe you should take over. Don't want me doing all the work."

Message heard loud and clear.

I seized my cock, a wave of relief washing over me as I went at my own pace. The familiar touch of my own hand against my manhood calmed the bubbling stew that was churning in my balls.

"Y - Yeah..." I answered. "I know. I'll keep doubting his every move. I'll plant doubt in the others' minds... Kerry isn't always open to his methods but she's too timid to say anything. Plus, she's still got the hots for Rex and she knows that if she wants to get in with him, she'll have to agree with his half-brother."

"Right..." Canis answered with a soft moan. "What about the cougar?"

"Taylor? He'll fold if his friends do."

"So that leaves the vixen."

I grunted softly. I could feel a drop of precum rolling down my cock, touching my hand and sending shivering up my spine.

Shit, I was already so close.

No! I had to hold on!

I shut my eyes, squeezing them shut. If I looked at Canis, saw his delicious, rounded pecs, hard, erect nipples, tight, washboard abs and the veins that popped all over his biceps and forearms, I would explode.

The problem was, I saw another muscular man in the darkness of my imagination.

It was Leo's paw around my cock in the darkness and he was the one lying beside me, his arm draped over my chest, his muzzle hovering close to my ears. His long tongue gently lapped at my cheek, making me giggle. That wet nose of his pressed against my neck as he took my scent and I took his. Nutty and earthy. Just like the first time I caught his scent, I knew he had already stolen my heart.

"J - J - Joanna won't be easy..." I grunted, trying to push the phantom Leo away. "But she was arguing with Reaper this morning. I think... I think she really likes the art of this place... If... If we get Reaper to destroy something priceless..."

"Won't be too hard."

"Y - Yeah... She might end up seeing just what a walking disaster he is. If not, it'll be enough to convince Tayl to bail on the Reaper bandwagon."

"And what about the Tribal?"

How was he not close to the edge yet!?

I was clear to burst!

It didn't help that at the mention of 'Tribal', the phantom Leo grew more intense. He pressed his hard, wild body against mine. Grinding his massive 11 inch cock against mine. I felt his tight abdominals rubbing over the folds of my fat, sending ripples of pleasure - both figuratively and realistically - through my body. His powerful arms crossed behind my back, holding my tight as his lips closed over mine, his tongue pushing into mine.

I tried to not make kissing gestures with my lips.

"I... I can take care of him..."

And I will take care of him, that I swear.

I'll provide for him. I'll protect him. I'll love him forever and ever. I held no doubt in my heart. I will preserve his innocence as long as he was mine.

"And you want me to piss of Reaper to the point that he explodes and goes on a rampage?"

Leo suddenly spread my legs wide, his hot cock tip pressing up against my virgin hole.

"Y - Y - yes!"

Even if it was only in my imagination, that moment of penetration...

... it sent me over the edge.

Hot cum rushed up from my balls, rolled through my cock and erupted from the tip. My semen splashed against my belly, one drop even landing on my nose. It felt so hot and I whimpered a little when the phantom Leo vanished into the darkness of my imagination, taking that blissful moment away from me.

I lay in the darkness for a moment, my cock rocked with spasms as the last drips of cum rolled off my belly.

I had a taste of what it would be with Leo...

... and I craved more.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, the light from the windows almost blinding.

I glanced over to my left where Canis lay, some parts of his black and brown fur clumped together due to his own orgasm.

"Then it's a deal," the Alsatian said, strangely with a serious tone. He rolled off the bed and rolled his shoulders. A box of tissues sat on the bedside table and he grabbed a handful, wiping himself off. He tossed a few my way and I cleaned up my mess.

I don't think I had ever orgasmed so much in my life.

"When do we strike?" I asked, my voice still shaky.

When Canis turned to me, I could have sworn it was Leo looking at me with his bright, innocent sky blue eyes.

"I can get started right away." He smirked, that devilish grin returning. "I do have one question though..."

"Shoot," I responded, trying not to think of the irony.

"Are you gay yet?"