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The Gift

Daniel's Storyline, Chapter 5.4

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I came to, held firmly in Herne's grasp, laying against him on the bed. His breath was quick, but even; a sure sign that he'd obviously handled the rutting better than I had. Regardless, as I lay next to the so VERY male Spirit, I realized that my night wasn't his alone. "I could lay here all night... but... I should spend some time with the others. Could you get Talapus for me? Please?"

The speed and ease with which Herne launched him out of bed was surprising, especially since I found myself alone on the mattress even as he made his way to the door. The Elk was still naked, and seemed to have absolutely no problem with it at all. "Of course I can, and I shall... but you and I aren't done, Daniel... not at all."

I don't know if the imposing statement was supposed to intimidate me or not but it definitely made me smile. "Good... I'd hope not."

He walked through the closed door to my room, offering me a wink before he disappeared. "Save your energy... I wouldn't want you exhausted before my next turn."

Laying there naked on my bed, still breathing heavily, I had a moment of clarity; were the Spirits running a train on me? I'd never wanted to high five someone so much in my entire life. The sound of the door opening caught me by surprise, but not as much as the fact that it remained closed while Talapus walked through it. "What?"

The Coyote seemed pretty pleased with himself. "Oh come on-- it makes sense if you think about it, and it's a lot sexier than saying 'Hey Danny, I'm comin' in.'."

His statement was hard to argue with. "Yeah... true... but how did you do that exactly?"

Talapus pivoted on his front foot paw and twirled, rotating a complete 360 before completing the movement to his next step. In that circle everything except for his loincloth disappeared, and his tail flowed from side to side behind him. He wore his ever-present confident smirk. "How did I do it? With panache."

I almost laughed, but rolled my eyes instead. "Okay... whatever."

His tail continued swishing back and forth, tip almost brushing the carpet as he did so, moving closer while he spoke. "When humans walk through a doorway they're heralded by the sound of it opening and closing. Just because I can't interact with the physical world that easily doesn't mean I can't at least pay my respects to it."

Pulling my legs up, I made a place for him to sit on the bed; I should have anticipated that he wouldn't have made us of it; he sat down right atop me instead. Actually, I'd be more accurate to say he sat on the bed after passing through me. In order to continue the conversation I had to move. I wasn't completely sure whether he was playing with me or honestly trying to kill the mood. Rather than focus on that I took notice of something else instead. "You know, I think this is the first time you and I have been together alone."

Talapus laughed in earnest, the sound coming out like the combination of a voice and a coyote yowl. Reaching out to me, he encircled my wrist with his fingers as he spoke. "That fact hasn't escaped me."

His grip, I realized, was just as real as when Herne and I had touched. There was real strength there and, as I looked into his eyes, I could almost sense a feral hunger. It was primal in a way that seemed more at home with an animal than a person but that made sense in a way-- he was a Coyote, after all. I wasn't afraid though... it actually got me excited, but what really worked me up was where he brought my hand, pulling my wrist until my fingers slid beneath his loincloth.

There is something so damn sexy about feeling something and knowing what it is without being able to see it... especially when it's warm, slick, has a heartbeat and, like, over eleven inches long. My eyes never left his face, and I watched the smile spread across his muzzle when I responded with "Woah."

He licked his lips hungrily. "Yeah... 'woah'..."

It may be hard to believe that I was kinda shy as a kid; heck, I didn't know how to respond to four Spirits taking an interest in me but Herne had helped me get over that initial hurdle so I had absolutely no hesitation in opening my hand and spreading my fingers out along his offered flesh. It was furless, and thick and, as I caressed it, his cock became even slicker. My gaze slowly slid down his body like an eager hand until it came to rest on his loincloth. He leaned forward until the end of his muzzle hovered near my ear. "You want to unwrap your present... don't you?"

Rather than answer verbally I just nodded, spreading my fingers out along the incredible length of his erection. I stroked it once, then twice, then actually remembered to speak, but I didn't select any words, going with just an "Mmm-hmmm." instead.

There was something so god damn sexy about the way he ran a single finger down from his collar bone to his belly button, following his furry treasure-trail down with his blunt, black claw to touch the cord holding up his loin cloth. His muzzle was so close to my ear at that point that I could feel his whiskers on my flesh. "How are you with knots?"

The question wasn't quite as surprising as the feel of teeth on my ear lobe and I jumped when I felt just enough pain from him biting down that it snapped me out of being hypnotized by the feel of his maleness. "Ow!"

Rather than leaving the task up to me, Talapus pulled his loincloth free as if it hadn't even been tied, and he licked my ear. "Usually they wait until I stick it in before they say that, Danny... you're not jumping the gun, are you?"

There was something almost frustrating about the way he made fun of the situation, but all was forgiven when he lay back on the bed, presenting his entire body to me. I'd seen him occasionally naked around my apartment, but never quite so close, and never quite so obviously... ready. For... you know. His darker fur turned almost cream colored along his chest, abdomen, and crotch, and that meant the bright red cock sticking up out of his sheath like a flag pole was all the more obvious.

Even though my attention was completely taken up by the exposed contents of his sheath I could still tell his purple eyes were focused on me. We stayed just like that for about as long as I could manage without realizing I had to say something. "...wow."

Talapus chuckled, his tail swishing between his legs in humor; I was mesmerized by the bobbing of his cock in time with each spasm of his laugh. When he next spoke there was absolutely no misunderstanding in his intent. "You know... I haven't had a nice romp with a Human since the 80s..."

It was essentially permission and I sank off the bed, onto my knees and my face dove into his soft groin fur. At that point I was no longer hesitant and I had no pride left; my nose bumped his balls as I inhaled his deep, feral musk and my hands explored his thighs, groin, and slid all over his erection. I drew my face up from his sac to his sheath, feeling it out with my lips before my tongue made it to his cock, and I recoiled at the acidic, acrid taste; it was far different than Herne's.

He chuckled again. "It's an acquired taste but, then again, I figure most Humans these days prefer their meat boneless."

If you don't know what he meant by that I'm not gonna take the time to explain, but I didn't really have the time to dwell on it anyway as he hefted me up, pulling me onto the bed and away from my task. I didn't go without objection. "But-- I--?"

He grinned toothily, muzzle right in front of my face as he stared at me eye-to-eye. "It's okay, Danny... I'm not about to take sloppy seconds, and even if you did a good job on Herne with those lips, I'm thinking I'd prefer something a little... lower."

Even as he spoke those last words his free paw slapped against my exposed ass and I felt a thick, padded thumb come to rest between its cheeks. My voice got caught in my throat, but came out as a high pitched whistle as his thumb's blunted claw delved into me without meeting any resistance. "Oh god!"

I arched my back and Talapus leaned forward, his tongue slathering across my exposed throat. His teeth grazed against my neck even as his thumb slid into me up to the first knuckle. "I've been worshiped as a god before, so-- yeah... that's accurate."

Even though Herne had already got an orgasm out of me there was something about Talapus that made it easy to recover quickly and I found it hard to NOT blow my load early. Thankfully he must have realized it and his thumb was pulled loose before something embarrassing happened. He set me down on his abdomen, his tongue washing lower to play with one of my nipples even as he spoke against my chest. "Alright, Danny... you get to take it from here."

I was so lost in the experience of him doing everything right that I did a double take. "Wait... what?"

Talapus' head laid back to the bed, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth in a self-satisfied expression. "Well... I'm a Spirit... so I don't get off til you do, but I figure if we're gonna do this then you should take the lead."

Although I realized what he meant, I couldn't help but pause. "You want ME to--?"

He finished the thought I left unspoken. "Just go ahead and ease down on it... I know you want to." The Coyote winked. "Besides-- I'm feeling lazy, so go ahead: go crazy."

Laying beneath me with that smug expression I couldn't help but think two things: first, he was an asshole and second, he was so fucking god damn sexy. I reached behind myself, shivering when my fingers closed around his frickin' huge cock, and raised up, aiming it true. Gritting my teeth for what was to come, I slowly lowered myself down. If you'd have seen his monster prick you'd realize that I was understandably surprised when the tip slid in without any pain. "Wait... what?"

His grin widened, and I heard the sound of my door opening... but it came from him rather than from behind me. The Coyote winked, repeating his statement from earlier. "Hey Danny, I'm comin' in."

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