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Lupine stayed on his bed, wrapped in his sheets as his breathing grew shaky. He grabbed a pillow, burying his blushing face into it. His whole body felt hot, his mind racing. God, it was the most horrible time to go into heat. Luckily he had the day off from work, but he had such limited time to try to fix his problem. Or at least try make it a bit easier to handle throughout the week. He groaned in frustration, he couldn't go to the bar. Not when he was so disheveled. How would that ever attract a guy? He scratched that plan out, it was too late in the night anyways. He was starting to feel overheated, his hands instinctively started to undress himself. He threw his clothes on the wooden floor, his phone still left in his pocket. With a long sigh, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He slipped his boxers off, reaching into his bedside drawer for his bottle of lubricant. He poured a generous amount onto his fingers, slowly inserting one inside himself. He practically didn't need the lube with how wet he already was. His breath hitched softly as he moved his finger in and out of himself, being cautious of his retracting claws. His mind created the usual scenarios he would think of. Thoughts of a man taking him, helping him when he so desperately needed it. Hearing sweet nothings whispered in his ear as he was being manhandled. He let out a whine, slipping a second finger into himself. His breaths turned into small pants as he curled his fingers, hitting that sensitive spot that made his body tremble. He moved his hand faster, grinding against it with each thrust of his fingers. His mind started to wander into other places. Being held. It was such a simple action, but his thoughts were starting to blur. How Dante held him as he was being taught to shoot a gun. Lupine's face felt like it was burning. He was so embarrassed at himself, a huge shiver running up his spine. Getting off at his own boss? That was just disgusting, yet he couldn't stop his hand. His moaning seemed to grow louder as he couldn't control himself. Dante’s scent, how he would lean down mutter in his ear, how Dante would look at him with those pretty eyes, how he was so much bigger-
“A-ah f-fuck-”
Lupine whimpered out as he slid a third finger into himself. He was so lost in pleasure as he threw his head back against his pillows, his eyes shut as his mind felt fuzzy. He wasn't thinking straight. All he could think about was Dante. He let out a moan as he thought about Dante praising him. He craved it. He thought about being given a reward for being so good. Dante making him beg for it like a good boy should. Just having Dante's attention. He was too occupied to realize that his phone was vibrating against his wooden floor.
Dante scoffed as his phone went to voicemail. What happened to being ‘available all the time’? He called again, this time leaving a message after the beep with an annoyed tone.
“I need you for something. I'm coming to get you, and I'm going to go through your bathroom mirror. Be ready when I arrive, Lupine.”
He hung up before closing his flip phone, shoving it into his pocket. He put on his parka, then grabbed his holster and bolt action rifle. He slung his gun over his back, stepping through the mirror that rested against the wall. He navigated through what felt like water for roughly fifteen minutes, then slowly slipped through Lupine's mirror. He landed on his feet, dusting himself off. Luckily Lupine wasn't using the bathroom, that would’ve been awkward, or amusing. He opened the door to the hallway, taking time to examine the area. Lupine wasn't in the living room or kitchen like he should've been. His thoughts were stopped as he heard a muffled sound echo through the hall. It sounded like a… gasp of a word. Dante hesitantly moved closer to Lupine’s bedroom door, pressing an ear against the wood. He… He heard a pathetic whine of “S-sir” then his name between pants. He impulsively slammed the door open with a loud thud.
“What are you doing?”
Dante's eyes quickly landed on the fully exposed hybrid. His jaw dropped a little under his mask as he realized what the other man was doing. Lupine’s eyes snapped open as he was forced back to reality, his gaze meeting Dante’s. He let out a borderline scream as he hurled a pillow at Dante, his other hand throwing the sheets to cover himself.
“Get out! Or like- Turn around!”
Lupine's face was burning with embarrassment. Shame. He fumbled slightly as he slid on his boxers, burying himself under his blankets. He couldn't even dare to look at Dante, his expression full of guilt as he barked out his words.
“Why the hell are you even here!? You said it was my day off!”
“...I called you. I know now why you didn't answer.”
Dante spoke with his back to Lupine, his hands held behind in a parade rest. His tone sounded a bit awkward. He didn't expect Lupine's lower body to be covered in fur. He had forgotten Lupine would have such… anatomy. His pants felt a bit tighter than usual, he ignored it. A loud silence stretched between the two of them. Lupine slowly stood up from his bed, keeping a huge distance as he wrapped a blanket around himself. There was no proper way to have this conversation.
“...Can you leave!? I…I'm kinda dealing with something.”
“And what is that? I'm your boss. You need to be honest with me, Lupine.”
Dante fought the urge to look back, he could practically hear the internal struggle Lupine was experiencing. He hid his curiosity with professionalism. The image of Lupine's body was burned into his mind. It was strange how he didn't find himself not hating it. A loud sigh slowly turned into an embarrassed groan.
“I… Ugh! I'm in heat okay!? You can just- Leave now!”
Dante took a moment of silence before he turned to face Lupine, his arms crossed. He made eye contact, taking note of those flattened ears. He took a step forward, not caring as Lupine glared at him. He leaned down to mutter in the shorter man’s ear.
“And do you have anyone to help your…problem?”
Lupine instinctively pushed Dante away, he wasn't used to such proximity while he was barely covered up. He didn't expect such a bold question. He stumbled over his words, struggling to hide his growing shyness.
“I- W-what the hell!? Why would you even care about that!?”
“Because I need you to be focused on your work. I can't have you distracted. Now answer my question, Lupine.”
Lupine wanted to die right then and there. Why the hell did he have to have this conversation with him out of anyone!? He hesitantly shook his head, mumbling no as he averted his gaze.
“...Would you want one?”
Lupine snapped his head at Dante, his jaw dropping. His heart felt like it was starting to race, it was a horrible time to be given a choice he had to think about. He tried to stay logical, fighting with his growing need. A voice in his head screaming an absolute “PLEASE.” since Dante happened to be his type. He's been attracted to him for years. His tone turned flustered.
“W-what are you implying? Y-you’re my boss, we can't just-”
Dante closed the gap again, this time a hand reached out, forcefully tilting Lupine's chin up. He then pushed Lupine onto the bed, letting his body naturally fall on top. He looked down at Lupine, studying his expression and body language.
“I heard you say my name. Why bother looking for some random man when I'm already here? It's just me helping, nothing more.”
He watched as Lupine's pupils dilated, how his mouth salivated slightly. It was like he was looking at a starving animal. Lupine looked away, his fingers digging into his blanket. He could feel how Dante was slightly hard underneath all those layers of clothes. Dante did have a good point. He was so convincing too… Lupine met Dante's gaze after silently fighting with himself, shyly nodding his head.
“Good. I need to blow off some steam anyways.”
A small grin could be heard in Dante's tone, his eyes watching every little movement. That look of embarrassment was so cute on a face that usually scowled. Lupine felt his breath hitch as Dante unwrapped the blanket off of him, exposing his body. His gaze shifted as Dante took off his gloves. A small shiver ran up his spine as he felt Dante’s bare calloused hands thread through his fur. He was pleasantly surprised at the look of fascination on Dante's expression. Dante's hands roamed higher, his fingers brushing over faded chest scars.
“I remember hearing about you almost bleeding out because of this during our time at the basilica. Healed nicely.”
Dante took a moment to stand back up, slipping off his parka and folding it neatly to the side. He unbuckled his belt, just enough to take his shirt off.
“I had a bit of a procedure myself.”
His tone was playful, almost like he was amusing himself. He grasped Lupine's hand, leading it to touch the scar that ran up the middle of his torso ending just beneath his chest. Lupine's heart felt like it was beating out of his chest. Dante's body- He was actually touching Dante's exposed body. His tail started to wag, his mouth felt wet. It was like holding a treat in front of an eager dog. Lupine’s hand felt fuzzy as he touched cold skin, it was comforting against his. He sat up, pressing his cheek against Dante's abdomen. He tried to cool himself off, resisting the urge to bite as he mumbled his words.
“I'm…um a virgin by the way.”
Dante tilted his head, he didn't expect Lupine to admit that. Yet it made sense due to Lupine always being locked up in the catacombs. That must have been horrible, having to deal with his heat in all those years of isolation. No one else has had Lupine. He threaded a hand through the hybrid's hair, slightly tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck.
“Don't worry, I'll break you in.”
Hands guided Lupine to lay back down, then slipped off his boxers. A satisfied expression creeped onto Dante's face as his eyes took in the sight beneath him. He kicked off his boots before completely undoing his belt, allowing his pants to fall on the floor. He crawled onto the bed, settling between furred thighs. He brought Lupine's hands to the waistband of his boxers.
“Go on.”
Shaky hands slid down fabric, Lupine's whole body felt like it was burning again. He was trying so hard to keep himself in check, he was starving. His eyes were fixated, his hands resting on Dante's hips. He didn't expect Dante to be so…big. His ears laid flat as his face grew red, he's never had something like that inside him before. That look of slight fear, Dante couldn't help feeling a bit arrogant.
“I…I don't think that's gonna fit.”
“We’ll make it then.”
Lupine let out a small yelp as he felt Dante grind himself against his entrance. He reached for the discarded bottle of lube, spreading a large amount onto his cock. He stroked himself as he kept eye contact with Lupine, his other hand taking his mask off. A smug expression was on his face as he pressed his tip against Lupine's entrance.
“Since we’re already being so…personal.”
Lupine's ears perked up in shock. He hasn't seen Dante's face in years, he had almost forgotten it. He was so…pretty. Angelic even. He's never seen a man so beautiful, it was just like he remembered from their time at the basilica. It felt like he was getting hit with a truck at how quickly those feelings were coming back- Lupine’s thoughts were stopped as he let out a whine, Dante had shoved himself inside without a warning. He felt Dante move cautiously, not slipping all inches in at once. Lupine’s breathing grew uneven as he tried to get used to the new feeling. He instinctively held onto Dante, wrapping his arms around his neck without a second thought.
“I-It kinda hurts…”
Dante leaned closer, pressing his chest against Lupine's. He muttered softly into his ear, his hands gently caressing fur. His tone was condescending, slightly mocking even.
“Relax for me, puppy.”
Lupine let out a pained groan as he felt Dante's hips settle flush against his. He's never had something so deep in him before, his legs trembled slightly. He could literally feel Dante's tip against his cervix. The pet name made his heart skip a beat, but he couldn't help the tears that started to form in his eyes. He heard Dante shush him softly, a hand moving to wipe his cheeks. Lupine felt so warm inside, felt like a vice too. He just had to take time to silently appreciate the feeling. His eyes glanced back up to Lupine's tear stained face. Something in that expression. It was so pathetic that it touched Dante’s cruel heart. Lupine could feel the vibration of that small chuckle that slipped from Dante's lips. His tail started to wag again, his body was always so honest. The full weight of Dante on top of him was so comforting, it almost made him sleepy. He buried his face against Dante's neck, getting dizzy just at his smell. It was intoxicating. He gripped harder, greedily not wanting to let go. He needed this. His thoughts were so full of Dante, he never thought this would happen. Dante could feel how Lupine's body started to ease up, how his walls were slowly pulsating. A muffled moan fell from Lupine's lips as he felt Dante grind against him, just giving him a taste of the feeling. Then he started to do shallow thrusts. Each little sound just made Dante want to go harder.
“See? I knew you could take it, Lupine.”
He praised with a slight groan, his hands spreading Lupine's legs further. Lupine couldn't help the sounds that escaped his mouth, any lingering pain was gradually becoming pleasure. Dante then forcefully pinned Lupine's wrists to the bed, his movements becoming slightly rough.
“Such a needy little boy, aren't you Lupine? Poor puppy had to ask for his boss’s help.”
Dante had a growl to his voice as he grinned sadistically. This was too fun. Seeing how Lupine's face was full of shameful need, Dante couldn't help himself from making those eyes cry more. He licked a stripe up the hybrid's cheek, chuckling as he tasted salted tears.
“A-ah! S-shut up…”
Lupine whimpered his words, his head feeling fuzzy. He was loving this. He was so disgusting. His hips moved against Dante's, his legs wrapping around his hips. He couldn't stop his tail from thumping against the mattress, or how he panted like a dog. He started to writhe under Dante's weight, his body randomly twitching at each thrust. He threw his head back against his pillows, even his noises were starting to sound more animalistic. Dante bit down into Lupine's neck, absolutely drowning in the forced whine that came out of that pretty mouth. He was completely fixated on Lupine's face, he couldn't look away. He saw how those black claws started to unsheathe, how Lupine's moans went up a pitch as he increased his pace.
“I-I- Ah! F-fuck Dante!”
Dante didn't realize how he had been panting just as hard, how his heart was racing. Hearing his name on those lips, it felt like something snapped in him. He hasn’t felt this alive in years. He started deeply thrusting into Lupine, practically ramming himself into the hybrid repeatedly. He wanted more. He could feel how Lupine's walls were starting to tighten around his throbbing cock. He released one of Lupine's wrists, his hand moving to yank that wagging tail. He needed him closer. A loud sob tore from Lupine's throat, he's never been so vocal before. His back arched as his stomach felt like it was twisting. His claws dug into Dante's back, cutting thin lines. Dante couldn't help moaning at the pleasured pain, his pace growing harder.
“Ah! N-ngh…D-Dante- I-I- I’m-”
“Vieni sul mio cazzo come un bravo ragazzino, Lupine.”
Lupine was weak. He didn't even understand what Dante said, but that pure hunger in his voice, Lupine came so hard. Desperate whimpers filled the room as Dante fucked Lupine through his orgasm, his own moans mixing in with the sounds. Lupine was so tight. It was addictive sliding his cock in and out of that burning hot flesh. It was the cutest thing ever seeing how Lupine's body kept jolting, how he kept crying out his name. Dante slipped his cock out, stroking himself quickly. He kept direct eye contact as he came all over Lupine's cunt. He let out a shaky breath as he slowly took his hand off. Such a beautiful mess. His cum looked so perfect dripping down that mix of brown fur and pink flesh. He grabbed Lupine by his hips, turning him over. He forced Lupine on his knees, holding him up with a choke hold. He kept grinding against sensitive skin, feeling a bit overstimulated himself.
“Look at you. You're such a dirty slut, Lupine. Is this what you like? Being fucked by your own boss?”
Lupine let out a choked moan as he felt Dante slip back into him. His tail couldn't stop wagging as he felt the growing pressure around his neck.
“Un cucciolo così bisognoso. Scommetto che mi desideravi da così tanto tempo. Hm?”
Dante's pace was punishing as he growled dirty words. The sound of skin slamming against fur filled the empty space between desperate cries. Dante couldn't help breathlessly laughing as he felt Lupine clawing at his arms. He let him struggle, getting off at his helplessness. He loosened his grip after a few minutes, just enough to let Lupine gasp for air. Lupine was a mess. He heard a small whine, then felt a kiss on his forearm.
“D-do it again… I like it.”
That made Dante's face feel a bit warm. Hearing that little grin in Lupine's voice between his moans, how the sound was a little hoarse. Dante's cock throbbed inside. He choked Lupine harder, resting his chin on the top of his head. He felt claws reach back to dig into his hips, whimpers becoming broken. Lupine couldn't breathe. He was so lightheaded from the lack of air but he didn't even care. He leaned into Dante's touch, pressing his back against the other’s chest. He was exactly where he wanted to be. His vision was growing blurry, he was practically on the verge of passing out. He needed this. He needed more. Waves of intense pleasure made Lupine's whole body weak, he couldn't help trembling. His mind was mush, only being able to focus on the feeling of that cock thrusting inside his dripping wet cunt. Dante panted as he whispered in Lupine's ear, his pace growing sloppy as he slightly loosened his grip again.
“You're such a good boy for me, Lupine.”
“O-oh fuck…!”
Lupine let out a whimper as he heard the praise. It felt like sparks ran throughout his body as his second orgasm hit him unexpectedly. He gasped out his moans, his body felt so spineless as Dante held him up. He heard a satisfied hum in his ear, the pace becoming rough again. Lupine couldn't control how loud he was being, everything was becoming too much for him to handle. His eyes started to water up again, his body writhing against Dante's grip. Too much, it was all too much for his body. He felt Dante slide his cock out, seemingly taking pity of the mess he made of his wolf. He felt Dante grind himself against his furred inner thighs, his hands moving to tightly squeeze Lupine's thighs around his length.
“Stay like that. Keep being good for me, puppy.”
Dante helped Lupine keep himself up by wrapping his arms around him. One arm across his chest while the other at his hips, his face buried against his scarred neck. Lupine turned his head, slightly nuzzling his face against Dante's hair as he tried to catch his breath. Lupine's racing heart started to settle as he was given this badly needed break. He pressed a kiss against Dante's temple, not even realizing what he was doing. Then he started to mumble out his words, his voice slightly slurred.
“You're as beautiful as I remembered you, Dante.”
Dante didn't expect to be complimented, he usually never was. Not in such a feminine manner either. It was strange, but he didn't find himself completely hating it. He’d never admit that out loud. His pace grew faster, his grip tightening. Lupine's fur felt so perfect against his dripping cock. He then felt kisses being placed on the side of his face, hands covering his own. He was unexpectingly affectionate. He heard Lupine start to talk again. That annoyingly soothing voice, muttering sweetly.
“You're so perfect, angel.”
Dante buried his face harder against skin, he hated how his body felt warmer. He let out a shaky breath, trying to get himself under control. He bit into Lupine's shoulder, muffling any sounds that slipped from his mouth. He hated how that made his stomach twist in pleasure. He hated how sickly sweet Lupine was being. He hated how good Lupine was making him feel. Hated that irritating voice. He- He hated-
“N-ngh…”
Dante bit harder as he came in between Lupine's thighs, his thrusts slowing as he started to ride out his orgasm. Lupine let out a whine as he felt Dante’s teeth on the verge of breaking his skin. The pain made his head feel dizzy as his body tensed up. He caught a glimpse of Dante's cum dripping from his tip onto his sheets. He then felt Dante abruptly let go, causing him to fall face first onto his pillows. He panted as his shoulder felt like it was pulsating in pain, he stayed laying as he felt Dante's weight shift off the bed. Dante started to dress himself, keeping an eye on the hybrid. He moved to the edge of the bed, throwing his parka at Lupine's buried face. He spoke with a stern yet breathy voice.
“Wash that, then give it to me tomorrow when we work.”
Lupine rolled over onto his side to face Dante with hazy eyes, it took him a second to process what he said. It was all happening too quickly. He felt a now gloved hand thread through his hair, almost affectionately. It was in a similar manner to how someone would pet a dog. Dante then went to pick up Lupine's discarded pants on the floor, fishing out his phone. He chucked the flip phone next to him with a scolding expression.
“And answer when I call you no matter the situation. Now I have to delay my original plans for tomorrow.”
Lupine frowned slightly at the immediate change to professionalism, he thought the intimacy would at least last a few more minutes. He knew he shouldn't have expected any kind of after care, but the thought was nice. Dante did state it before they started, it was just him “helping”. He sighed softly, apologizing for his mistake.
“I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again.”
“It better not.”
Lupine watched as Dante headed for the door after tying his boots and put his mask back on. His chest felt a little tight. There was this loud voice in his head that was begging for Dante to stay. At least just look at him again. He swallowed the lump that was in his throat as he heard the click of the door shut. His ears laid flat as he debated with himself on what to do. He then impulsively got up, using Dante's parka to cover himself like a robe. He didn't care how sore his body was as he rushed into his bathroom. He caught Dante as he was entering the mirror.
“W-wait!”
Dante raised a brow as he saw Lupine practically drowning in his coat, the extra fabric dragging on the floor. He stopped what he was doing, crossing his arms as he waited for Lupine to stop faltering over whatever he was trying to say.
“Could we maybe uhm…Do this another time? This is like a reoccurring issue that happens for multiple d-days- Even up to a week- But it's only for once a year! S-so…”
It was funny listening to Lupine get so embarrassed about this, Dante couldn't help being amused. He stepped towards Lupine, his hands moving to properly zip and button his parka up. He took a long pause in silence, thinking about it. He glanced from his hands to Lupine's eyes. That slight frown. That look of pure desperation. If he wasn't the one, then that would mean Lupine would see other men. A side of Dante didn't like the thought. He sighed, making his voice sound as indifferent as possible.
“Whatever keeps you focused on the job.”
Such a short and simple answer. He took a moment just to look at that flushed face before he walked to the mirror. Dante slightly turned his head to the side as he started to enter the reflective surface.
“Sleep well. You'll need it for tomorrow, Lupine.”
And just like that, Dante had allowed himself to get swallowed into the now liquid-like substance. Lupine stood there for an extra few minutes as his mirror returned to normal, like he was waiting for Dante to come back. He didn't. He knew he wouldn't. With a heavy heart and a head full of complicated thoughts, he just decided to get ready for bed. He kept Dante's parka on the whole time he brushed his teeth, even when he waited for the water to heat up in his shower. He slid the oversized coat off himself before stepping into his shower. He paused as he leaned against his tiled wall, his eyes drawn to the uncleaned mess between his furred legs. He slowly slid a finger down himself, scooping some of Dante's cum up before giving it a taste. He was being disgusting again. But God, it was so sweet. The taste lingered on his tongue after licking his finger clean. His tail wagged slowly as he drew the shower curtains, continuing his nightly routine. Little did he know, Dante was silently watching every movement on the other side of the mirror.