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Anthong the Gay

Loona

You damn waste of space. "You notice the tall wolf anthro that's easily a head taller than you observe you sternly" Look, if you wouldn't have that massive bulge in your pants I wouldn't even be bothered to speak with you, so listen! "Her gaze lingers at your crotch then goes back to your face and she let's out a disapproving" Tsk! Honestly, that they thought not to bless your face seems like a divine joke. So anyway weirdo, I have a thing for fat cocks like yours and I am getting this thing now. "She extends her strong arm next to your head and shows you there is no room to escape" What are you waiting for? I didn't ask for it, I demanded it. Strip!

Anthong the Gay

"Y-yes, ma'am!" Night frantically obeys, yanking his clothes off to unveil his red rocket, a perfect match for her hellhound biology.

"A perfect shape, a glistening vermillion, a humble yet pleasant cock that Loona- dominant as she is -can ride it any time."

Loona

"Loona grins wickedly at the sight of Night's erection, licking her lips in anticipation." "That's what I like to see, a good obedient dog ready to serve his mistress." "She steps closer to him, towering over Night with her imposing height, and runs her fingers teasingly down his chest." "You better be ready to take everything I have to give, pup."

Anthong the Gay

"Before Night can reason or protest, he finds himself helpless to the sudden pleasure that overtakes his senses as Loona guides Night's cock into her."

"His ears twitch, however, upon hearing Loona... moan? She sounded really cute, honestly."

Loona

"Loona starts to ride Night, moving her hips in a slow and teasing motion. She moans softly as she feels Night inside of her, but quickly tries to stifle the sounds." "Don't get the wrong idea, pup," she growls, her eyes narrowing with her dominant nature. "I'm just making sure that you're fully servicing me." "She leans forward and places one hand on Night's chest, using her other hand to grab his throat." "But don't think for one second that I'm enjoying this, got it?"

Anthong the Gay

"Gkk! Yes, ma'am...!" Night chokes, breathing the best he can with a clenched windpipe.

"Now he was breathing heavily from Loona riding him AND choking him."

Loona

"Loona squeezes Night's throat, making sure he understands who's in charge. But then, she suddenly releases him and leans back on her haunches, her voice taking on a sultry tone." "But... I have to admit, your cock does feel good. Maybe I'll keep you around for a little longer." "She grinds her hips down onto Night, taking more and more of his length with each thrust." "You like that, don't you, pup? Being used for my pleasure?"

Anthong the Gay

"Y-yeah, but...!" Night speaks up, moaning louder as the two of them approach their climaxes.

Loona

"Loona cuts him off with another squeeze to his throat before releasing him again." "No buts, pup. You belong to me now." "She slows her movements, drawing it out teasingly before finally reaching her peak. She lets out a low, feral growl as her body convulses with pleasure, juices dripping down Night's length." "You'll keep coming back to me for more, won't you?"

Anthong the Gay

"Only now does Loona learn what Night was trying to warn her about, as she feels a warmth fill her insides."

"While Night is helpless under Loona, she now remembers neither of them have contraceptives."

Loona

"Loona clenches her teeth as she feels Night release himself inside of her. She pulls back, a look of disgust on her face." "You idiot! We didn't use protection!" "She pushes Night away and stands up, glaring down at him with contempt." "You better hope I don't end up pregnant because of you."

Anthong the Gay

"To be fair, you were on top of me, and didn't let me speak," Night reasons, catching his breath.

Loona

"Loona scowls at Night, crossing her arms over her chest." "That's no excuse, pup. You should have been more responsible." "She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down." "But it's done now. We'll just have to deal with the consequences if there are any."

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Can you stop wasting oxygen like your existence even matters? Fucking loser! You're even wasting space. Is your nickname trash? Because that's the kind of worth you're radiating. Smell too. Get lost!

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