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Coyote and the Wolf part 7
Lobo sat in the wagon, blind to all that surrounded him. Time had lost all meaning to him since the day he watched the inn go up in flames. Taking with it, the leopard Snow and his lover Ku'o. Having lost all hope, he refused all food or drink, preferring instead to abandon existence. Even when food or water was forced down his throat, his body would reject it soon after.
The wagon had stopped, reaching it's destination, but it barely registered in Lobo's mind. His sight and hearing had long ago gone gray and muted, he could no longer tell light from dark, or the creak and shutter of the wagon from the sound of speech. The pain and remorse in his mind, was an impenetrable fog, that left him an empty shell. Even now, he was not aware of the argument taking place about him, and his fate.
“By Federation Law, this wolf still has the right to a trial, irregardless if he has been exiled or not! His innocence or guilt will be decided by the tribunal, NOT to YOU! Now stand down Commander Lucious, or I will have you hauled away in chains! Do I make myself clear?
Lucious's eyes glared in anger, “Yes Marshal, perfectly clear. I release the prisoner to the courts.” Lucious snapped a salute, then spun around and stalked away, angrily leaving his quarry in the hands of sniveling do good-er court system. Looking for the nearest pub, he fumed through the crowded streets, shoving past anyone who got in his way. Fining a likely place, he went in and sat at the darkest table in the room, ordering a bottle of strong spirits. When the bar maid brought him his bottle and a glass, he tossed a few coins in the glass and slid it towards her. Taking the bottle, he uncorked it and took a long pull of the potent liquor, then slammed the bottle back down. Glaring at the bar maid till she walked away. He took another long pull from the bottle, then leaned back to think of a way to get his revenge on Lobo.
Hundreds of miles away, a lonely coyote sat at the edge of a great wall, surrounding the great fortress guarding Argent's liar. Silently, a cloaked figure approached him from behind.
Looking out over the darkening eastern vista, Ku'o greeted his visitor. “Good evening my Lord Argent, what brings you away from the business of running this remarkable city?”
“I don't really run this city Ku'o, I let the people here govern themselves. I only provide knowledge, wisdom and direction, and in return I receive fealty and loving loyalty. Only in decisions of great importance, do I make demands of the people.” answered Argent.
Turning away from the vertigo inducing view, Ku'o looked at Argent. Ku'o still couldn't get over this smaller form that Argent took when walking through the fortress. From the fur-less silvery skin, to the claw-less hands and feet, and no tail. It belied the power, that even in this form, was at his command. When he had asked the scholars about Argent, they only told him that this form was called an elf, a creature from another reality. “It is true, the people here almost treat you like a god, but quickly explain that you are not. All seem to have complete respect for you, and is given freely by all.”
“It wasn't always so, but I have lived here for many of their generations.” responded Argent. “Their trust in me was earned long ago. As to the reason I am here, I have news from my spies in the Federation.” Ku'o's ears perked up, giving Argent his full attention. “Lobo has been taken to the Federation capital city, under the direction of one of my supporters in the ruling council. There he is being nursed back to health, and should recover soon.”
“Back to health? Snow told me he was not going to be harmed!” exclaimed Ku'o.
“He wasn't, after seeing the inn destroyed by fire, he fell into a deep depression. He would not eat or even drink, wanting only to die. He is being told daily that you still live, but remains nearly comatose for now. Trust me Ku'o, when he is finally aware, he will know that you live and what you were willing to sacrifice to save him.” Brushing back the fur on Ku'o's head, Argent pulled him up by the shoulders a gave him a tender hug. “Now, no more of this moping around. There is work to be done, and I need you clearheaded and focused. Come to my chambers tomorrow mid-morning with Snow and her mate, and we will discuss what needs to be done. Turning, Argent walked away, fading into nothingness leaving Ku'o to his thoughts.
Hundreds of miles to the northeast, in the Federation capital city of Moongate, Lobo was lying comatose on a soft feather bed. An old male lupine figure was leaning over Lobo, dressed in white robes. He had a funnel shaped apparatus on Lobo's chest, and had the narrow end near his ear. A short time latter, the old wolf stood straight, and tucked the device back into his bag. “I don't understand, he is now healthy, and should be awake by now. I'm afraid there is little else I can do for him.” He looked toward the fox servant standing at the foot of the bed. “ Are you certain you have been telling the story to him while you fed him?”
“Yes Master, even when I change his bedding, I tell him over and over every time I am in the room. I tell him that the coyote still lives, and of his brave attempt at rescuing his lover from the hands of his captors, as well as what the coyote Ku'o was willing to sacrifice in order to do so.” said the young fox, looking with concern at his charge.
The old white wolf walked slowly to the door of the suite, with a clawed finger to his lips, his bag slung over his shoulder. He paused at the doorway, and turned to the fox boy. “It seems to me, that another kind of stimulation may be required. Besides, he must be kept limber after all the time he has been inactive. Move his legs and arms the way I showed you, but don't be afraid to make him stretch a little more than normal. Hopefully enough to get some reaction of discomfort.” The wolf paused for a bit, then added with a slight grin on his face. “If that does not work, you may try something more pleasing”
“Master?.......” the fox exclaimed, looking at the old healer.
“Don't be coy young Ricky, you can not hide the infatuation in your face when ever you talk about him, from these old eyes!” The old wolf turned back to the door, opened it and stepped through. Closing it behind him with a quiet chuckle.
Ricky looked down from the door, the white fur under his eyes turning pink from the blushing of his skin. Taking a few deep breaths, he turned toward Lobo, and started to get to work. Lighting a few candles to brighten the room against the growing dark outside, he began to pull the covers and sheets from Lobo's muscular body. Climbing on the bed, he started with Lobo's arms, bending and twisting them as he was shown by the doctor. Finishing that, he raised the wolf's arms above his head as far as they would go, and rolled him on his stomach. Again, he repeated the same process, only this time pulling and stretching the arms behind the wolf's back. Each time getting a slight grimace from the wolf's face. Ricky then worked the muscles on Lobo's shoulders and back, getting a satisfying grunt from Lobo as he massaged the knots out of his back. The fox continued down the small of his back, on down the the buttocks. Feeling the large dense muscle under his hands, Ricky started to get warm from the exertions.
Finishing with bending, twisting, and stretching Lobo's legs, he rolled the wolf over on to his back again, quickly noticing the increased size of the wolf's crotch. The pink tip slightly protruding from it's sheath. Getting very warm now, Ricky removed his outer clothing, then continued on Lobo's legs. Massaging, bending and stretching them again. Finally the last step, the fox began forcing the legs apart, pushing with all his might. The wolf was surprisingly flexible at this, Ricky had pushed Lobo's legs so far apart, that his nose was just above the wolf's balls. The odor coming from them was powerful and intoxicating to the fox, he could feel his shaft harden against his loin cloth. Hastily, he untied it from his waist, letting it fall to his knees. Leaning over Lobo, Ricky stroked the wolfs massive chest, feeling the muscles ripple under the skin. Continuing down to his waist, Ricky felt the tip of Lobo's cock catch him under his chin. Looking down in surprise at the size of the wolf's equipment fully erect, he gasped. Thinking to himself “No wonder Ku'o was willing to die for for this wolf! His size rivals any thing I have seen!” Taking each of Lobo's balls into his relatively small hands, he watched as they started to grow, preparing a huge load cum. Ricky gasped again, “I mustn’t let this gift go to waste!” Licking at the fragrant shaft, he felt the balls clinch in his hands, sending a stream of precum into his mouth. Lobo murmured something under his breath, his hands moving weakly to the foxes head. Ricky continued suckleing on the huge wolf cock, taking as much as he comfortably could. He felt the masive shaft buck in his mouth, a gush of hot sticky fluid filled his throat, making him gag at the shear quantity. He couldn't take it all, and much of it forced it's way past his lips, dripping down on the wolfs belly.
The flow began to subside, and Ricky began to clean off the left over cum that he was unable to swallow. He looked down the slick shaft, and saw that Lobo's knot had not formed yet! “He isn't done yet? I suppose it has been quite a while.” Ricky finished cleaning the left over cum on Lobo's belly, when he felt Lobo lift him to his face and give him a deep long kiss. “Ku'o, I missed you so much!” Lobo quietly mumbled.
“No master Lobo, I am not Ku'o.” The fox answered, looking hopefully at the wolf. There was no response. Lobo had returned to u*********sness. Looking down at the throbbing meat of the wolf between his legs, he said to himself “Dare I? He could very well split me open with that!” Precum was now flowing from his own smaller cock now, dripping on the hot throbbing shaft of the wolf. He rubbed himself along the big wolf dick, eliciting a groan from Lobo and another heavy flow of pre from the wolf's cock. “Well, it's now or never.” Ricky leaned forward, and angled himself to take the wolf up his tight ass. The precum continued to flow, making entry much easier than he thought. He took nearly a third of it before stopping to relax a little before taking more. He slid up on the shaft a bit then rocked back again taking half of it up his ass, nearly down to the thickest part. Lobo moaned in pleasure as the fox moved forward to try again. He forced himself down harder this time, and it slipped in all the way to the hilt. Ricky was surprised with himself, he had never felt so full in his short life! Letting his hole loosen more, he started to ride on Lobo's dick, taking it faster and faster. He was enjoying it so much, he failed to notice that the wolf's knot had started to form, and in Lobo's delirium, he had both hands around the fox's shoulders. Lobo started thrusting as well, Ricky tried to stop, but the wolf's instinct took over. The fox felt the knot pummeling his backdoor, but there was nothing he could do to make the wolf stop, aside from just trying to relax and let it happen. The little fox began to whimper from the pain and pleasure of the wolf forcing his knot into the fox's butt. Lobo's breath came in ragged gasps, as he thrust deeply into the fox with his throbbing weapon. At last, with a final powerful thrust, the knot slipped home. Ricky gasped loudly, barely able to breathe, hearing the sound Lobo opened his eyes in astonishment.
“Ku'o?.......You're not......who.....*grunts*....who are.....*gasps*......you?” Lobo managed to voice between bouts of pumping seman. Seeing the little fox's eyes wide with shock and unknown pleasure, Lobo released the fox's shoulders and supported him from falling over. The young fox was caught mid orgasm in both shock and a blocked prostate, his penis was bloated with the urge blow, but only a thin stream was allowed to flow. Lobo licked his hand, and stroked the fox's cock till he came with a forceful spray of cum, all the while pumping his own cum into the fox. Lobo couldn't help but be impressed with the little guy, his cum had sprayed all over both of them, leaving them both soaked with cum.
Ricky, his breathing returning to normal “Mas....M...Master...Lobo, mmmm ....my name....is.....R...RR..Ricky.” Letting himself catch his breath, he continued, “I am charged with your welfare while you recover your strength. I am also to tell you that your love Ku'o, is in fact alive and well, and dwelling in Lord Argent's fortress.
“Argent!....Ku'o is alive? But how? I saw the fire! All was burning...” Lobo was stopped by the fox's hand at his mouth.
“I promise I will tell you all, but I don' think I can remain conscious much longer. Please don't leave the room, you are not a prisoner, but it would be best to remain here till morning. You....you are safe here....” with that, the fox fell into Lobo's arms fast asleep. Lobo scooted up against the head board, and fell quickly to sleep as well, cuddling Ricky.
End part 7, to be continued.
Lobo sat in the wagon, blind to all that surrounded him. Time had lost all meaning to him since the day he watched the inn go up in flames. Taking with it, the leopard Snow and his lover Ku'o. Having lost all hope, he refused all food or drink, preferring instead to abandon existence. Even when food or water was forced down his throat, his body would reject it soon after.
The wagon had stopped, reaching it's destination, but it barely registered in Lobo's mind. His sight and hearing had long ago gone gray and muted, he could no longer tell light from dark, or the creak and shutter of the wagon from the sound of speech. The pain and remorse in his mind, was an impenetrable fog, that left him an empty shell. Even now, he was not aware of the argument taking place about him, and his fate.
“By Federation Law, this wolf still has the right to a trial, irregardless if he has been exiled or not! His innocence or guilt will be decided by the tribunal, NOT to YOU! Now stand down Commander Lucious, or I will have you hauled away in chains! Do I make myself clear?
Lucious's eyes glared in anger, “Yes Marshal, perfectly clear. I release the prisoner to the courts.” Lucious snapped a salute, then spun around and stalked away, angrily leaving his quarry in the hands of sniveling do good-er court system. Looking for the nearest pub, he fumed through the crowded streets, shoving past anyone who got in his way. Fining a likely place, he went in and sat at the darkest table in the room, ordering a bottle of strong spirits. When the bar maid brought him his bottle and a glass, he tossed a few coins in the glass and slid it towards her. Taking the bottle, he uncorked it and took a long pull of the potent liquor, then slammed the bottle back down. Glaring at the bar maid till she walked away. He took another long pull from the bottle, then leaned back to think of a way to get his revenge on Lobo.
Hundreds of miles away, a lonely coyote sat at the edge of a great wall, surrounding the great fortress guarding Argent's liar. Silently, a cloaked figure approached him from behind.
Looking out over the darkening eastern vista, Ku'o greeted his visitor. “Good evening my Lord Argent, what brings you away from the business of running this remarkable city?”
“I don't really run this city Ku'o, I let the people here govern themselves. I only provide knowledge, wisdom and direction, and in return I receive fealty and loving loyalty. Only in decisions of great importance, do I make demands of the people.” answered Argent.
Turning away from the vertigo inducing view, Ku'o looked at Argent. Ku'o still couldn't get over this smaller form that Argent took when walking through the fortress. From the fur-less silvery skin, to the claw-less hands and feet, and no tail. It belied the power, that even in this form, was at his command. When he had asked the scholars about Argent, they only told him that this form was called an elf, a creature from another reality. “It is true, the people here almost treat you like a god, but quickly explain that you are not. All seem to have complete respect for you, and is given freely by all.”
“It wasn't always so, but I have lived here for many of their generations.” responded Argent. “Their trust in me was earned long ago. As to the reason I am here, I have news from my spies in the Federation.” Ku'o's ears perked up, giving Argent his full attention. “Lobo has been taken to the Federation capital city, under the direction of one of my supporters in the ruling council. There he is being nursed back to health, and should recover soon.”
“Back to health? Snow told me he was not going to be harmed!” exclaimed Ku'o.
“He wasn't, after seeing the inn destroyed by fire, he fell into a deep depression. He would not eat or even drink, wanting only to die. He is being told daily that you still live, but remains nearly comatose for now. Trust me Ku'o, when he is finally aware, he will know that you live and what you were willing to sacrifice to save him.” Brushing back the fur on Ku'o's head, Argent pulled him up by the shoulders a gave him a tender hug. “Now, no more of this moping around. There is work to be done, and I need you clearheaded and focused. Come to my chambers tomorrow mid-morning with Snow and her mate, and we will discuss what needs to be done. Turning, Argent walked away, fading into nothingness leaving Ku'o to his thoughts.
Hundreds of miles to the northeast, in the Federation capital city of Moongate, Lobo was lying comatose on a soft feather bed. An old male lupine figure was leaning over Lobo, dressed in white robes. He had a funnel shaped apparatus on Lobo's chest, and had the narrow end near his ear. A short time latter, the old wolf stood straight, and tucked the device back into his bag. “I don't understand, he is now healthy, and should be awake by now. I'm afraid there is little else I can do for him.” He looked toward the fox servant standing at the foot of the bed. “ Are you certain you have been telling the story to him while you fed him?”
“Yes Master, even when I change his bedding, I tell him over and over every time I am in the room. I tell him that the coyote still lives, and of his brave attempt at rescuing his lover from the hands of his captors, as well as what the coyote Ku'o was willing to sacrifice in order to do so.” said the young fox, looking with concern at his charge.
The old white wolf walked slowly to the door of the suite, with a clawed finger to his lips, his bag slung over his shoulder. He paused at the doorway, and turned to the fox boy. “It seems to me, that another kind of stimulation may be required. Besides, he must be kept limber after all the time he has been inactive. Move his legs and arms the way I showed you, but don't be afraid to make him stretch a little more than normal. Hopefully enough to get some reaction of discomfort.” The wolf paused for a bit, then added with a slight grin on his face. “If that does not work, you may try something more pleasing”
“Master?.......” the fox exclaimed, looking at the old healer.
“Don't be coy young Ricky, you can not hide the infatuation in your face when ever you talk about him, from these old eyes!” The old wolf turned back to the door, opened it and stepped through. Closing it behind him with a quiet chuckle.
Ricky looked down from the door, the white fur under his eyes turning pink from the blushing of his skin. Taking a few deep breaths, he turned toward Lobo, and started to get to work. Lighting a few candles to brighten the room against the growing dark outside, he began to pull the covers and sheets from Lobo's muscular body. Climbing on the bed, he started with Lobo's arms, bending and twisting them as he was shown by the doctor. Finishing that, he raised the wolf's arms above his head as far as they would go, and rolled him on his stomach. Again, he repeated the same process, only this time pulling and stretching the arms behind the wolf's back. Each time getting a slight grimace from the wolf's face. Ricky then worked the muscles on Lobo's shoulders and back, getting a satisfying grunt from Lobo as he massaged the knots out of his back. The fox continued down the small of his back, on down the the buttocks. Feeling the large dense muscle under his hands, Ricky started to get warm from the exertions.
Finishing with bending, twisting, and stretching Lobo's legs, he rolled the wolf over on to his back again, quickly noticing the increased size of the wolf's crotch. The pink tip slightly protruding from it's sheath. Getting very warm now, Ricky removed his outer clothing, then continued on Lobo's legs. Massaging, bending and stretching them again. Finally the last step, the fox began forcing the legs apart, pushing with all his might. The wolf was surprisingly flexible at this, Ricky had pushed Lobo's legs so far apart, that his nose was just above the wolf's balls. The odor coming from them was powerful and intoxicating to the fox, he could feel his shaft harden against his loin cloth. Hastily, he untied it from his waist, letting it fall to his knees. Leaning over Lobo, Ricky stroked the wolfs massive chest, feeling the muscles ripple under the skin. Continuing down to his waist, Ricky felt the tip of Lobo's cock catch him under his chin. Looking down in surprise at the size of the wolf's equipment fully erect, he gasped. Thinking to himself “No wonder Ku'o was willing to die for for this wolf! His size rivals any thing I have seen!” Taking each of Lobo's balls into his relatively small hands, he watched as they started to grow, preparing a huge load cum. Ricky gasped again, “I mustn’t let this gift go to waste!” Licking at the fragrant shaft, he felt the balls clinch in his hands, sending a stream of precum into his mouth. Lobo murmured something under his breath, his hands moving weakly to the foxes head. Ricky continued suckleing on the huge wolf cock, taking as much as he comfortably could. He felt the masive shaft buck in his mouth, a gush of hot sticky fluid filled his throat, making him gag at the shear quantity. He couldn't take it all, and much of it forced it's way past his lips, dripping down on the wolfs belly.
The flow began to subside, and Ricky began to clean off the left over cum that he was unable to swallow. He looked down the slick shaft, and saw that Lobo's knot had not formed yet! “He isn't done yet? I suppose it has been quite a while.” Ricky finished cleaning the left over cum on Lobo's belly, when he felt Lobo lift him to his face and give him a deep long kiss. “Ku'o, I missed you so much!” Lobo quietly mumbled.
“No master Lobo, I am not Ku'o.” The fox answered, looking hopefully at the wolf. There was no response. Lobo had returned to u*********sness. Looking down at the throbbing meat of the wolf between his legs, he said to himself “Dare I? He could very well split me open with that!” Precum was now flowing from his own smaller cock now, dripping on the hot throbbing shaft of the wolf. He rubbed himself along the big wolf dick, eliciting a groan from Lobo and another heavy flow of pre from the wolf's cock. “Well, it's now or never.” Ricky leaned forward, and angled himself to take the wolf up his tight ass. The precum continued to flow, making entry much easier than he thought. He took nearly a third of it before stopping to relax a little before taking more. He slid up on the shaft a bit then rocked back again taking half of it up his ass, nearly down to the thickest part. Lobo moaned in pleasure as the fox moved forward to try again. He forced himself down harder this time, and it slipped in all the way to the hilt. Ricky was surprised with himself, he had never felt so full in his short life! Letting his hole loosen more, he started to ride on Lobo's dick, taking it faster and faster. He was enjoying it so much, he failed to notice that the wolf's knot had started to form, and in Lobo's delirium, he had both hands around the fox's shoulders. Lobo started thrusting as well, Ricky tried to stop, but the wolf's instinct took over. The fox felt the knot pummeling his backdoor, but there was nothing he could do to make the wolf stop, aside from just trying to relax and let it happen. The little fox began to whimper from the pain and pleasure of the wolf forcing his knot into the fox's butt. Lobo's breath came in ragged gasps, as he thrust deeply into the fox with his throbbing weapon. At last, with a final powerful thrust, the knot slipped home. Ricky gasped loudly, barely able to breathe, hearing the sound Lobo opened his eyes in astonishment.
“Ku'o?.......You're not......who.....*grunts*....who are.....*gasps*......you?” Lobo managed to voice between bouts of pumping seman. Seeing the little fox's eyes wide with shock and unknown pleasure, Lobo released the fox's shoulders and supported him from falling over. The young fox was caught mid orgasm in both shock and a blocked prostate, his penis was bloated with the urge blow, but only a thin stream was allowed to flow. Lobo licked his hand, and stroked the fox's cock till he came with a forceful spray of cum, all the while pumping his own cum into the fox. Lobo couldn't help but be impressed with the little guy, his cum had sprayed all over both of them, leaving them both soaked with cum.
Ricky, his breathing returning to normal “Mas....M...Master...Lobo, mmmm ....my name....is.....R...RR..Ricky.” Letting himself catch his breath, he continued, “I am charged with your welfare while you recover your strength. I am also to tell you that your love Ku'o, is in fact alive and well, and dwelling in Lord Argent's fortress.
“Argent!....Ku'o is alive? But how? I saw the fire! All was burning...” Lobo was stopped by the fox's hand at his mouth.
“I promise I will tell you all, but I don' think I can remain conscious much longer. Please don't leave the room, you are not a prisoner, but it would be best to remain here till morning. You....you are safe here....” with that, the fox fell into Lobo's arms fast asleep. Lobo scooted up against the head board, and fell quickly to sleep as well, cuddling Ricky.
End part 7, to be continued.
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