"I love you," I said, whispering into his ear."I love you," I said, whispering into his ear. I must have tickled his fur slightly; his ear flicked against my nose. He reached up behind himself and put his hand on my head, ruffling my hair. "I love you too." I reached down to his side and tugged on the drawstring that kept his sweatpants closed. It came free with an easy pull, and I pulled loose the strands that crossed over the tail-hole, making it easy for Rowan to pull them off. He raised his hips to make it easier. Rowan gasped. "'rix, Ken, he's big." "I warned you." "I know, but you didn't warn me enough." I smiled and said, "And he's not even hard yet." "I can change that," she smiled, leaning over and nibbling softly at the opening of his thick sheath. He groaned and whispered to me, "I don't know..." Somehow, it came to me right then, the perfect response. "Do I have to blindfold you so you won't know the difference, cub?" I answered him, with a cold edge to my voice. "No, my Lord," he said, looking down. The way he said "My Lord" sent chills down my spine. And the threat had an obvious effect on him; Rowan smiled up at the both of us as his cock hardened slightly, the pink tip sliding out of his sheath. "Rowan," I whispered, "bite him a little." He whimpered, a high-pitched whine, and I said, "Hush, cub." He was silent until Rowan began gently abusing his sheath with her teeth, running her tongue in tight circles around the head of his cock. He squirmed, his cock hardening. Small whines came from his throat again as I put my hands over his eyes; I know how much he hates being blindfolded, but I also know how much he trusts me. I encircled his waist with my other hand and grabbed his balls, squeezing and twisting them slightly. |