This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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Wolfikous and Unka ran freely, the mated pair of wolves striding freely over rock and turf, powerful legs and hind paws cleverly finding their footing right where they needed it. Wolfikous briefly fell behind Unka as the more agile femfur darted around a large moulder, the gleam of the full moon shining down on them from so very high above.
"Keep up!"
He laughed for the sheer hell of it, the chilled night air nipping at his lungs as they climbed higher and higher up the rocky slope, the pine forest dropping away from them below, though he would have been able to pick out the silver birch trees if he looked back. Catching up with Unka, he bumped her with his bare shoulder, clad only in a draping loincloth, while she only had her breasts covered and, of course, a similar draping around her crotch and hips. In their tribe, being lightly clothed rendered them more apt for hunting, retaining their flexibility and fluidity of movement.
Only when they reached the peak of the hill, the mountains rising beyond them, did they come together, clasping paws and tipping their heads back. The stars spelled the paths of their ancestors, but the moon beckoned them on, hearts and lungs lifting passionately into a full-throated howl.
Their music wound together in the dead of the night, mates coming together sweetly in more ways than one. They pressed together, so close that their chests touched, hearts pounding to lend their song to the night as they broke for breath before their howl rolled on.
The howls entwined softly, Wolfikous' deeper and more melodic while Unka's had a lilting tune to it, something that was lighter and more playful even than his. His fingers squeezed around hers and, even with her head tilted back, a smile twitched at her lips, tempting at a laugh.
Yet the mates pressed together, their song faltering, wanting more than that, so much more. Wolfikous growled as his howl finally broke, his skin tingling and his throat vibrating with the echoes of his cry, lustfully bowling Unka over on to the grass. Playfully, they tussled back and forth, though it was not the kind of fight between mates that they were ever meant to win or lose, though if they had been asked about it, both wolves would have well enough said they had already won.
As long as they had one another, they would always be whole.
"Unka," he rumbled as they rolled together, ending up in the grass with Unka on top of him, Wolfikous' legs slightly spread so the she-wolf could rest gently between them. "My mate... Is there ever a time you are more beautiful than with the glow of moonlight on your fur?"
Tenderly, Wolfikous ran his fingers through the thicker fur adorning her cheeks and down her neck, the she-wolf shivering against him. She rolled her hips down against him, coaxing a rising hardness underneath his loincloth. He sucked in a breath. Once again, they were perfectly aligned as mates.
She kissed him fiercely, telling the dark-furred wolf exactly what she wanted from him as her short-clawed fingers eagerly grasped at his loincloth. He rolled her so she was on her back and Unka's heart skipped a beat, huffing and panting into his mouth, though she didn't want to break the kiss. Her long, flexible tongue was far too busy sweeping and curling against his, mapping every corner of his muzzle that she had already traversed. She growled into his mouth, though Wolfikous stripped what little clothing she had on her form from her in a rake of his claws, neither of them minding one little bit for the shreds of their clothing.
It could be replaced and Unka's chest hitched, breath catching in her throat. Yet her mate was over her, his paws resting on either side of her head, his hardness grinding lightly against her thigh. She was already wet for him, her body aching and primed, as if the mere proximity of her mate and the night howl below the full moon was enough to get her blood running hot. Needily, she whined into his mouth as he shifted down slightly, letting the tapered head of his cock slide against her sex.
Carefully, he eased into her in a single stroke, though the slow, purposeful roll of his hips stretched her out smoothly, her pussy hugging every inch of his shaft as he sank into her. They broke the kiss and Wolfikous took the chance to nip and lap lustfully at his throat, catching her sensitive skin between his teeth. He could have gone all out in a mating bite, sinking his teeth passionately into the juncture of her neck and shoulder, but that was for another time -- and he would not lay a mark on her beautiful body that night.
