Wild at Heart!
By: Mikolai
Rex's (kitsune) tail lazily flicked against the silk sheets, with his fluffy tail twitching in sync with the bass thumping from the speakers. His bedroom was more of a homage to teenage luxury than a simple room: a king-size bed dressed in black satin, a wall-mounted flat-screen large enough to rival a movie theater, and a gaming rig on the desk that would likely cost more than some cars. The soft blue glow from the tower's liquid cooling system pulsed like a heartbeat beneath the glass. 

Cole's (lion) fur shimmered under the neon glow from the LED strips around the room. He bounced on the balls of his feet, his claws tapping the hardwood floor in perfect rhythm with the synth beats. He had kicked off his sneakers by the door, leaving them next to Rex's discarded hoodie in a casual heap. The electro-pop track with breathy vocals filled every corner of the space, vibrating through the leather couch and the glass display case showcasing limited-edition game consoles.

Rex smoothly rolled off the bed, his tail flowing behind him like a living cape. Outside, the night sky was visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows, with Catopia's skyline shimmering under a crescent moon. He caught Cole's wrist mid-step, pulling him into a spin that made the lion boy's brown hair whip across his face. They laughingly collided, Cole's rough pads clasping Rex's slender fingers as the pace slowed into something more tender and sweeter.

Cole's blue eyes fixed on Rex’s; pupils dilated under the flashing LED lights. The kitsune sensed the warmth emanating from the lion, caught the faint musk of his fur blending with the vanilla aroma from the air freshener near the door. Their chests nearly touched with each breath, close enough that Rex could see Cole's adorable eye as if gazing into the ocean's depths. Silence filled the space, the song's whispers conveying enough—talking of static, stolen moments, and hands fitting perfectly together.

Rex leaned in, his lips gently brushing Cole's in a feather-light touch that ignited sparks down his spine. For a moment, they both froze, feeling the warmth between them, Cole's breath hitching, and his claws flexing against Rex's waist. Suddenly, the lion pressed forward, their mouths colliding with a growl that echoed through Rex's ribs. Cole's tongue met his, tasting of soda and nervous sweat, while his rough hands carefully held the kitsune's face like something truly valuable.

Their tails intertwined, brown fur mixing with dark grey, amidst a chaotic blend of heat and restless energy. Rex gently bit Cole's lower lip, smiling as the lion shivered against him and his claws left crescent marks on Rex's silk shirt. The music faded into static, replaced by the pounding of their hearts, chest-to-chest. Cole licked into Rex's mouth as if memorizing his shape, his purr loud enough to drown out the song's chorus.

Rex gently pulled back to catch his breath, fingers threading through Cole's hair. The lion's fur felt softer than it appeared, warm beneath his touch. Rex pressed his nose into it, breathing in the aroma of sun-warmed grass and something uniquely Cole. The lion let out a low whine, nuzzling Rex's temple with gentle affection that made his chest tighten. "You're so..." Cole's voice faltered, ears flattening shyly. Rex kissed the bridge of Cole's nose, then his cheekbones, making Cole laugh again, bright and breathless.

Rex was perfectly aware of what Cole desired, and vice versa, since the tension between them was undeniable. His tail twitched anxiously, wrapping around Cole's leg protectively. Leaning in, the kitsune whispered in a husky voice, "I wanna fuck you so bad, Cole," with his lips grazing Cole's ear. The lion stiffened briefly before relaxing into him, a strained sound escaping his throat. His face blushed deep red, yet he nodded quickly and awkwardly, claws digging into Rex's hips as if afraid he might disappear if he let go.

The ensuing kiss was awkward and messy, with teeth, tongue, and clumsy hands tugging at fabric. Cole's shirt was the first to go, ripped off with a frustrated growl, followed by Rex's silk button-up shirt, which fell to the floor in a heap. Pants were next: Cole's athletic shorts were discarded, and Rex's tailored trousers pooled around his ankles, leaving them both exposed, tails flicking eagerly, their fur ruffled from impatient fingers. Rex didn't hesitate; he stepped back briefly, then quickly moved toward his walk-in closet, the doors silently opening. Inside was chaos—racks of designer clothing and shoes, shelves neatly filled with accessories, and a discreetly tucked-away locked chest that Rex opened with a knowing smirk.

When Rex returned, Cole's breath hitched. The fluffy pink handcuffs swung from one finger, while the matching ball-gag bounced slightly with each step toward the bed. In his other hand, he held a collar made of soft leather, engraved with Cole's name in delicate cursive, and a bottle of strawberry-scented lube. Cole's tail thumped against the mattress, and his fur shimmered under the room's lighting. "You're fucking perfect," Cole whispered, voice rough with desire, as Rex threw everything onto the bed with a loud clang.

Rex didn't waste time, crawling over Cole with a predatory grin, his tail flicking eagerly. He traced a claw down Cole's chest, stopping just above the boy's belly button. "Hands up," he ordered, tapping the headboard. Cole obeyed instantly, arms stretching above his head, wrists pressing against the polished wood. Rex leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, deep kiss, swallowing Cole's needy whine as he reached for the collar. The clasp clicked softly, the leather snug against Cole's throat, and Rex nipped at his jawline. "Mine," he murmured, savoring the way Cole shivered beneath him.

The handcuffs were next, the fluffy pink restraints wrapping around Cole's wrists with a soft jingle. Rex tested the give, adjusting the length just enough to leave Cole straining, muscles taut under his fur. Cole tugged experimentally, the bedframe creaking slightly, and Rex watched, enthralled, as realization dawned in the lion's eyes, trapped, exposed, completely at his mercy. Rex dragged a tongue along Cole's collarbone, reveling in the salty tang of his skin. "God, you look good like this," he breathed, fingers trailing lower, circling a nipple until Cole arched off the mattress with a gasp.

The ball-gag came next, its pink surface smooth and glossy under the lights. Cole opened his mouth obediently, tongue darting out to wet his lips, pupils blown so wide his irises were barely visible. Rex slid it between his teeth, tightening the strap until Cole's muffled moan sent heat pooling in his stomach. He traced a claw along Cole's jawline, admiring the way his cheeks hollowed around the gag, saliva already dampening the silicone. Cole's chest heaved, his breath coming in ragged bursts, and Rex licked his own lips, imagining how wrecked the lion would look by the time he was done with him.

Rex crawled back to drink in the sight, Cole spread out beneath him, wrists cuffed above his head, collar snug around his throat, and now gagged, his brown fur flushed pink under the neon lights. His erection twitched against his stomach, precum glistening on the tip, and Rex's own cock throbbed in response. He ran a hand down Cole's flank, feeling the muscles tremble under his touch, the lion's tail thrashing against the sheets. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," Rex murmured, dragging his claws lightly over Cole's hipbone, relishing the way the lion arched into the touch.

The bottle of lube popped open with a slick sound, strawberry scent filling the air as Rex poured a generous amount onto his fingers. He circled Cole's entrance slowly, teasing, watching the way the lion's breath hitched, his hips jerking instinctively. Cole whined around the gag, the sound muffled but desperate, his claws digging into the headboard as Rex pressed a single finger inside, working him open with torturously slow strokes. Cole's thighs trembled, his tail curling around Rex's wrist as if to pull him deeper, and Rex chuckled darkly, twisting his finger just enough to make Cole's back arch off the mattress.

"You like that?" Rex murmured, curling his finger again, dragging it against Cole's sweet spot until the lion's muffled moan dissolved into a shuddering gasp. Rex added a second finger, scissoring him gently, the slick sounds obscene in the quiet between breaths. Cole's entire body was taut with tension, sweat beading along his fur, his cock dripping against his stomach. Rex leaned down to lick a stripe up Cole's shaft, savoring the way the lion thrashed, his cuffed wrists straining against the restraints.

He knew exactly how to unravel Cole, every twitch of his ears, every hitched breath, every desperate noise choked around the gag. Rex crooked his fingers just so, pressing deep, and Cole's back arched off the bed, a broken sound escaping him as his claws splintered the wood of the headboard. Rex smirked against Cole's thigh, nipping at the sensitive skin there before withdrawing his fingers with a wet pop. Cole whined at the loss, his hips jerking uselessly, but Rex merely wiped his fingers on the sheets, admiring the way Cole's entrance glistened, already loose and eager for him.

The bottle of lube was cool against his palm as Rex poured a generous amount into his hand, stroking himself slowly, hissing through his teeth at the contact. His cock twitched in his grip, already leaking, the strawberry scent mingling with the musk of their arousal. Cole's nostrils flared, his blue eyes tracking Rex's every movement, his tongue pressing against the gag like he could taste the air between them. Rex leaned forward, bracing one hand beside Cole's head, his tail brushing against Cole's thighs as he guided the lion's legs around his waist. Cole hooked his ankles together at the small of Rex's back, pulling him closer with a strength that made Rex's breath catch.

Rex teased the tip of his cock against Cole's entrance, pressing just enough to make the lion jerk beneath him, his muffled whine vibrating around the gag. "Easy," Rex murmured, dragging his free hand down Cole's chest, pinching a nipple until Cole's hips bucked. He pushed in slowly, the tight heat enveloping him inch by inch, Cole's body clamping down around him like a vice. Rex groaned, his forehead dropping against Cole's collarbone, his claws digging into the mattress. Cole's breath came in ragged bursts, his thighs trembling against Rex's sides, his tail thrashing wildly against the sheets.

The stretch burned, Cole was tight, almost painfully so, but the lion arched into it, his claws splintering more wood as he tried to pull Rex deeper. Rex bit his lip, bottom fang catching on the soft flesh, and rocked forward until their hips met, his cock buried to the hilt. Cole's muffled cry was music to his ears, the sound choked but unmistakably wrecked. Rex stayed still for a heartbeat, letting Cole adjust, his own breath coming in short, uneven gasps. The collar around Cole's throat shifted with every swallow, the engraved name glinting under the lights.

Then he pulled back slowly, savoring the drag, watching Cole's stomach muscles quiver before thrusting back in with a snap of his hips. Cole's entire body jerked, his toes curling against Rex's back, his gagged moan dissolving into something wet and desperate. Rex set a brutal pace from the start, each thrust punching the air from Cole's lungs, the bedframe creaking ominously beneath them. Cole's claws tore free from the headboard, wrists straining against the cuffs, his fur damp with sweat where it pressed against the satin sheets.

The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, slick and obscene under the pulsing music still playing from the speakers. Rex's tail twitched wildly, brushing against Cole's thighs as he angled deeper, hitting that spot inside the lion that Cole thrashing like a live wire. Cole's muffled cries pitched higher, his back arching off the mattress, his cock leaking untouched between them. Rex grinned, panting, watching Cole come undone beneath him, the way his eyes rolled back, the way his tail lashed like he was trying to hold on to something that wasn't there.

Rex's claws dug into Cole's hips, leaving crescent marks in the fur as he fucked into him harder, chasing his own pleasure with single-minded focus. The heat coiled low in his stomach, tightening with every desperate noise Cole made, every twitch of his body. Cole's thighs trembled against his sides, his ankles locked tight at Rex's back, pulling him impossibly deeper. The collar around Cole's throat shifted with every ragged breath, the engraved name glinting under the neon lights like a brand.

The room smelled of sweat and strawberry lube, the air was thick with their mingled scents. Cole's fur was damp, sticking in messy clumps where Rex's fingers had gripped him, his chest heaving as Rex drove into him relentlessly. The bed rocked beneath them, the frame groaning with every thrust, the rhythm synced to the pulsing bassline still thumping from the speakers. Cole's moans were muffled but no less desperate, his tongue pressing against the gag, drool slicking his chin. Rex leaned down, licking a stripe up Cole's throat, tasting salt and musk, his own tail thrashing wildly behind him.

Cole's claws flexed against nothing, the cuffs jingling softly as he strained against them, his wrists rubbed raw from the struggle. His cock twitched between them, untouched and leaking, the tip flushed deep red. Rex reached down, wrapping his fingers around Cole's length in a loose grip, just enough to make the lion buck violently beneath him. Cole's muffled cry was almost a sob, his hips jerking into the touch, his entire body trembling on the edge. Rex tightened his grip, stroking in time with his thrusts, watching Cole's eyes roll back, his mouth slack around the gag.

The moment Rex twisted his wrist just so, Cole shattered. His back arched off the bed, muscles locking tight as he came with a silent scream, ropes of white streaking his chest and stomach. Rex felt Cole's walls clamp down around him, the tight heat pulsing in time with his orgasm, and it was enough to drag him over the edge. He buried himself deep with a groan, hips stuttering as he spilled inside Cole, his tails lashing wildly behind him. The warmth pooled between them, sticky and intimate, as Rex collapsed forward, forehead pressed to Cole's heaving chest.

Cole's legs trembled where they still hooked around Rex's waist, his fur damp with sweat and slick with lube. Rex waited, breath ragged, as Cole slowly unhooked his ankles, his thighs falling open with a shudder. The lion's wrists remained cuffed above his head, the pink restraints digging faint red lines into his skin, but his body had gone pliant beneath Rex, soft and spent. Rex leaned down, pressing a quick, tender kiss to Cole's parted lips, tasting the salt of sweat and the faint plastic tang of the gag still stretched between his teeth.

Slowly, Rex pulled out, hissing at the drag of oversensitive flesh. Cole whined, his hips twitching weakly, his entrance clenching around nothing as Rex's cock slipped free. A thin trickle of lube and semen dripped onto the sheets beneath them, glistening under the lights. Rex's own breath was still uneven, his tail flicking restlessly as he surveyed the mess they'd made of each other, Cole's fur mussed and sticky, his chest streaked with drying cum, the collar still snug around his throat. Rex traced a claw along the engraved letters of Cole's name, savoring the possessive thrill that shot through him.

He reached for the discarded bottle of lube, the strawberry scent thick in the air as he poured a generous amount into his palm. Cole's cock twitched against his stomach, still half-hard and flushed deep red, veins standing out along the length. Rex wrapped his slick fingers around it, stroking slowly, watching Cole's breath hitch, his wrists jerking against the cuffs. The lion's hips arched instinctively, a muffled noise escaping around the gag as Rex thumbed over the leaking tip, smearing precum down his shaft.

Rex straddled Cole's hips, his own cock still glistening with the evidence of their first round, his tails brushing against Cole's trembling thighs. He leaned down, nipping at Cole's collarbone, feeling the rapid pulse beneath his lips. "Still hungry, huh?" he murmured, dragging his tongue over Cole's throat, relishing the way the lion shuddered beneath him. Cole whined, nodding frantically, his blue eyes blown black with want, his fur damp and sticking in every direction.

With deliberate slowness, Rex positioned Cole's cock against his entrance, teasing just the tip, letting the lion feel the heat without giving him what he craved. Cole jerked against the restraints, his hips bucking instinctively, but Rex pressed a palm to his stomach, holding him down with a smirk. "Ah-ah," he chided, his voice dripping with amusement. "Not yet." He rocked back slightly, letting Cole's length slide along his skin, the friction maddening but not enough, never enough.

When Rex finally sank down, it was with agonizing slowness, inch by torturous inch, his tail flicking wildly behind him as Cole's cock stretched him open. The lion's breath hitched around the gag, his thighs trembling where they bracketed Rex's hips, his claws flexing uselessly against the cuffs. Rex paused halfway, savoring the way Cole's chest heaved, the way his ears flattened against his skull in frustrated arousal. "You feel so good," Rex purred, dragging his claws lightly down Cole's chest, watching the fur rise in their wake.

Cole whined, his hips jerking instinctively, but Rex held him down with a firm hand on his stomach, refusing to let him thrust up. He rolled his hips instead, a slow, deliberate grind that had Cole's tail thrashing against the sheets, his muffled moans dissolving into desperate little gasps. Rex tilted his head back, letting the neon lights wash over his throat as he moved, each shallow bounce drawing another broken sound from Cole's throat. The heat coiled low in his stomach again, the stretch deliciously familiar now, the slick drag of Cole inside him sending sparks skittering down his spine.

He could feel Cole trembling beneath him, the lion's wrists straining against the cuffs, his claws flexing uselessly against the headboard. Rex reached back, tracing the base of Cole's cock where it disappeared inside him, watching Cole's stomach muscles jump under his touch. "Fuck," Rex breathed, his voice rough with pleasure as he lifted himself up slightly before sinking back down, taking Cole deeper this time. Cole's entire body jerked, his blue eyes rolling back, his breath coming in ragged pants around the gag. Rex smirked, dragging his hands up Cole's chest, pinching his nipples just to watch the way the lion's back arched off the bed.

The bedframe groaned beneath them; the rhythmic creak lost under the sound of Cole's muffled moans and the slick slap of skin meeting skin. Rex moved with purpose now, his thighs flexing as he rode Cole in slow, deep rolls of his hips, each movement dragging a choked sound from Cole's throat. The lion's fur was damp with sweat beneath Rex's fingers, his tail thrashing wildly against the sheets, his legs trembling where they bracketed Rex's hips. Rex leaned forward, bracing one hand beside Cole's head, his other hand tangling in Cole's hair as he shifted his angle, grinding down until Cole's cock hit that sweet spot inside him.

Cole's entire body jerked beneath him, a strangled cry tearing from his throat around the gag, his wrists yanking against the cuffs with enough force to rattle the headboard. Rex grinned, savoring the way Cole's balls slapped against his ass with every downward thrust, the contact warm and heavy, proof of how deep he'd taken him. The sensation sent sparks skittering down Rex's spine, his own cock twitching against Cole's stomach, already hard again from the sheer pleasure of control. He loved this, loved the way Cole's blue eyes were glazed with pleasure, loved the way the lion's muscles strained under his touch, loved the desperate little noises he couldn't hold back.

Rex's pace quickened, his thighs flexing as he rode Cole harder, the slick slide of their bodies obscenely loud in the room. His tail lashed wildly behind him, brushing against Cole's trembling legs, the fur there damp with sweat and lube. Cole's hips bucked instinctively, seeking more friction, but Rex pinned him down with a sharp press of claws to his stomach, relishing the way Cole whined in frustration. The lion's cock twitched inside him, the heat almost unbearable now, the stretch deliciously familiar, the drag of Cole's length against his walls sending Rex's breath hitching in his chest.

Rex didn't touch himself, though his cock ached, bouncing against Cole's stomach with every sharp movement, precum smearing across the lion's fur. He wanted to cum like this, hands-free, from the sheer pleasure of Cole inside him, from the way the lion's eyes were blown black with want, from the way Cole's throat worked around the gag, swallowing around nothing. Rex grinned, teeth glinting under the lights, and rolled his hips in slow, deliberate circles, watching Cole's stomach muscles jump beneath him, the lion's claws splintering more wood from the headboard.

Cole's muffled whine dissolved into a shuddering gasp as Rex tightened around him, the kitsune's tail flicking wildly against his thighs. The lion's hips jerked instinctively, but Rex pressed him down harder, pinning him with a possessive snarl. "Stay," Rex breathed, voice rough, nails dragging down Cole's chest, leaving faint pink trails in their wake. Cole whimpered, nodding frantically, his tail thrashing against the sheets, his entire body trembling with restraint.

The heat between them was unbearable now, sweat-slick and electric. Rex could feel Cole's cock twitching inside him, the lion's breath coming in ragged bursts around the gag, his wrists twisting uselessly in the fluffy cuffs. Rex leaned forward, catching Cole's earlobe between his teeth, nipping sharply before murmuring, "Gonna make you come undone." Cole's answering moan was muffled but desperate, his hips bucking under Rex's weight, his claws grasping nothing but air.

Then Cole froze, his entire body locking tight as a strangled cry ripped from his throat, Rex's name, barely recognizable around the gag, raw and wrecked. His cock pulsed inside Rex, hot and thick, spilling into him in ragged bursts that had Rex shuddering. Cole's thighs trembled violently, his tail lashing against the sheets, his blue eyes rolling back as pleasure wracked him. But Rex didn't stop. He rode Cole through it, grinding down mercilessly, dragging out every last twitch of Cole's orgasm until the lion whimpered, oversensitive and shaking.

Rex didn't slow his pace, didn't give Cole a moment to recover. He chased his own release with single-minded focus, his tail flicking wildly behind him, the slick drag of Cole still inside him sending sparks up his spine. His cock bounced against Cole's stomach with every sharp movement, precum smearing across the lion's fur, beneath the neon lights. Cole whined around the gag, his wrists straining against the fluffy pink cuffs, his chest heaving as Rex rode him with bruising intensity.

The heat coiled tight in Rex's stomach, molten and urgent, his thighs trembling with the effort of maintaining his rhythm. He could feel Cole's cock twitching inside him, still half-hard despite the lion's recent orgasm, the stretch deliciously familiar. Rex dragged his claws down Cole's chest, watching the fur rise in their wake, savoring the way Cole's breath hitched around the gag. His hips stuttered, his pace growing uneven as pleasure crested, his entire body tensing like a bowstring drawn too tight.

One last push down, Rex came all over Cole's chest, his vision whiting out as pleasure ripped through him in jagged waves. His cock pulsed between them, stripes of white painting Cole's fur in messy streaks, the warmth dripping down his stomach in thick rivulets. Cole whined beneath him, oversensitive and wrung out, his body jerking weakly as Rex milked every last shudder from him. Rex collapsed forward, his forehead pressing against Cole's heaving chest, his breath ragged in his throat, his tails twitching restlessly against the sheets.

They stayed like that for long moments, tangled together in the aftermath, the air thick with the scent of sweat and strawberry lube and sex. Rex nuzzled against Cole's collarbone, pressing lazy kisses to the damp fur there, listening to the lion's heartbeat slowly beneath him. Cole's wrists still strained faintly against the pink cuffs, his arms trembling from exertion, but his body had gone pliant beneath Rex, soft and yielding. Rex reached up, gently unbuckling the ball-gag, easing it from Cole's mouth with a soft pop, grinning at the way the lion licked his lips with a wince, his jaw sore from being stretched open.

A minute later, Rex shifted slightly, and Cole's softening cock slipped free with a wet sound that made them both huff quiet, breathless laughs. Rex rolled onto his side, his tails curling around Cole's thigh as he reached for the fluffy handcuffs, unlocking them with a click. Cole groaned softly as his arms finally freed, rubbing his wrists where the pink fur had been pressed into his skin. Rex traced the faint marks with his claws before undoing the collar next, unbuckling it with deliberate slowness, pressing a kiss to the engraved nameplate before letting it fall to the sheets beside them.

Cole stretched his arms above his head with a satisfied sigh, his muscles loosening as he turned onto his side to face Rex. His eyes were still hazy with pleasure, his fur ruffled in every direction, his lips slightly swollen. Rex reached out, brushing a thumb over Cole's lower lip, watching the way the lion leaned into the touch instinctively, his ears twitching. "Hey," Rex murmured, voice rough with exhaustion and something softer, something that made Cole's tail flick against the sheets in quiet delight.

"Hey," Cole whispered back, his own voice hoarse from muffled cries. He caught Rex's wrist gently, turning his head to press a kiss to the kitsune's palm, his lips lingering against the warm skin there. Rex's breath hitched, his tail curling tighter around Cole's legs, pulling him closer until their foreheads touched. The neon lights painted stripes across Cole's face, catching on the sweat still clinging to his fur, highlighting the faint scratches Rex's claws had left on his chest. Rex traced them absently, his touch feather-light, as if memorizing every mark he'd made.

"I love you," Rex murmured, the words slipping out between them like a secret, something precious and fragile in the aftermath of their intensity. Cole's breath stuttered, his blue eyes widening for a heartbeat before softening, his grip on Rex's wrist tightening just slightly. He didn't hesitate, didn't overthink it, just leaned forward, pressing their lips together in a kiss that was slower, sweeter than anything that had come before. Rex melted into it, his tails twitching against Cole's thighs, his fingers tangling in the lion's damp mane as if to anchor himself.

The music from the speakers had faded into background noise, the pulsing bassline nothing compared to the rhythm of their shared breaths. Cole pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against Rex's, his voice raw but steady. "I love you too." The words settled between them like a vow, simple and undeniable. Rex's chest ached with it, a warmth that had nothing to do with the heat of their bodies and everything to do with the way Cole looked at him, like Rex was the only thing in the world worth seeing.

Cole's fingers traced the curve of Rex's ear, slow and reverent, his touch lingering on the soft fur there. Rex shivered, leaning into the caress, his tail curling possessively around Cole's waist. The room smelled of them, sweat and strawberry lube, the musky scent of sex, the faint sweetness of Cole's fur. Nothing else existed outside this moment, this tangled mess of limbs and confessions of love.