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Lycaon finds himself in quite a predicament. He’s officially dated Wise for a few weeks and things are going great. Since he’s gotten a rare weekend off of work, he asked Wise if there was anything he wanted to do to make the most of it.

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Lycaon:

I have found myself free of any duties this weekend.

Wise:

Wow! 2 whole days!

What do you plan to do with all that free time???

Lycaon:

If you're not opposed, I was hoping to spend my time with you.

Wise:

Of course I'd love to spend the weekend with my boyfriend!

Is there anything in particular you'd like to do?

Lycaon:

Anything with you is more than enough.

Wise:

You always say that.

Lycaon:

It's merely the truth my dear.

Wise:

Alright then, I wanna stay at your place!

We can figure out what to do later if you don't have any ideas.

Lycaon:

Do you want me to make plans?

Wise:

Nah, we can just stay in and relax.

I guess the most you need to worry about is deciding where I can sleep.

Lycaon:

?

Wise:

We can share a bed or I can take the couch.

I'm fine either way but I know how you like to be prepared and all that.

Lycaon:

I'll make the necessary arrangements.

Would you like me to pick you up at the store?

Wise:

Nope, I'll go there myself.

Lycaon:

☹

Wise:

Don't give me that look. It's more efficient this way.

Lycaon:

Very well.

Lycaon’s predicament is that he’s not sure if he can actually keep himself in check with Wise being in his space for more than 24 hours. They have yet to spend time together in such an extended period and as wonderful it would be it’ll pose some challenge on his restraint.

At the beginning of their relationship Wise had been clear that he’s not really interested in sex. Lycaon told him he’s fine with that and wouldn’t force anything on him. He was sincere and truthful at the time, not seeing an issue with a sexless relationship since he didn’t have a high libido to begin with but he apparently overestimated himself.

Not much changed at first when their hangouts turned into dates. Neither of them was keen on public displays of affection. However, things were different when it came to their private dates that tend to consist of watching movies at Random Play and cooking at Lycaon’s apartment. Out of the view of prying eyes, Wise is a bit more tactile and likes to lean on him. In turn, Lycaon used any chance he could to touch Wise’s hand when he’s helping with cooking.

The close contact has stirred the wolf thiren’s slumbering libido. At first, he ignored the urges. Gradually, it began to feel too much that he finally used his hand to deal with it. It started as simple quick release and evolved into masturbation session. The thought of his lover’s touch and scent became fuel for his arousal.

Now that Lycaon knows that Wise would be staying in his space for so long, it has triggered his libido. Once in the privacy of his home, Lycaon went straight to his room to strip down and begin another masturbation session. He detached his legs, settled himself on the bed and started by fondling his cock slowly.

Intrusive thoughts began to fill his mind. Like, how would Wise react to finding out that Lycaon masturbates at the thought of him? Would Wise be flattered, disgusted or indifferent? It’s a topic he has yet to bring up in fear of making his lover uncomfortable. Usually, Lycaon doesn’t go so far as to have fantasies during his session but his intrusive though have spurred something deep within.

So, this is what you do when you’re all alone? It’s pretty pathetic.

Imaginary Wise sounds teasingly cruel unlike his actual self. Yet, it elicits a small whimper from him.

God, you sound like a needy bitch when I’m not even doing anything. It doesn’t take much for you to get going, huh?

A loud whine escape’s Lycaon’s throat. He poured some lube on cock and began stroking in earnest.

Such a lewd display. Who knew the esteemed leader of Victoria Housekeeping is a horny dog that can’t help touching himself at the thought of me.

Imaginary Wise’s voice continued to sound mocking. The words getting him closer to the edge while embarrassment and arousal washed over him with arousal winning out.

I bet you’d cum on the spot if I gave you some light pets.

Lycaon’s ears twitched as he rolled to his side, leaving room for his tail to wag freely at the thought and sped up his stroking hand. As he was nearing his climax the voice came back, not with a mocking remark but a stern order.

Stop.

Lycaon squeezed the base of his shaft to stave off his impending orgasm. He let out a wounded whine as his body yearned for release while his mind wished to prolong this session, making the sensations last longer with the help of a cruel and commanding version of lover.

Such a well-trained dog. Following Master’s orders without complaint. Go lie back down as you cool off.

The wolf thiren went back into his original position, splayed out in the middle of his bed. Despite being alone, he felt a little self-conscious with his imagination running wild. He figured that his lack of legs would be off-putting to most people were they to see him in such a vulnerable position.

Suddenly feeling shy? Would you prefer facing down with your ass held up like a bitch in heat begging to be fucked?

Heat spread out through Lycaon’s entire body at the image along with a new wave of arousal. He shook his head to say no. All words are stuck in his throat unable to come out feeling parched and dry. The voice let out a dark chuckle.

Don’t worry. I wouldn’t want to fuck a bitch that doesn’t know how to properly beg for it anyway.

Lycaon’s dick twitched and his body trembled, needing to be touched. He stayed still and didn’t move, letting the pressure build up. The voice was silent with invisible tension in the air until he let out a whisper.

“Please.”

His voice was so small he could barely hear himself.

I know you have better manners than that my dear attendant~

Lycaon let out a shaky breath as he tried to speak more clearly.

“P-please touch me.”

His voice was trembling but it was audible.

You can do better than that. I don’t know what you want unless you tell me Lycaon.

Something inside Lycaon snapped as the words came rushing out.

“Please touch my cock, M-master! I need you! I need you to touch me, PLEASE!”

When Wise’s slender fingers finally wrapped around Lycaon’s dick, he let out a loud moan of relief from finally being touched. The hand strokes him slowly with barely there pressure, bringing with it pleasurable torture. After who knows how long he finally spoke up again.

“Harder please.” He pleaded.

Surprisingly, the hand did add more pressure that it had him moaning all over again but the pace was still steadily slow.

“F-faster!” He moaned out.

The hand stopped, making Lycaon whimper at the sudden lack of friction.

You’ll take what I give you-

Lycaon’s dick was given a sudden single hard stroke that made him yelp.

-and nothing more.

Slow light strokes began again. Moving even more languidly.

And you can’t cum until I tell you. Understand?

Before Lycaon could respond the pace became faster, being just the right speed and pressure that he felt most pleasurable that he never replied. However, the stokes became slow again just as he was about to reach his orgasm. This cycle continued a few times.

As Lycaon started to feel delirious, he began begging again.

“P-please Master. Let me cum. I need to come. Please, please, please let me cum Master.”

The hand stopped at the tip of his dick and Lycaon chocked back a cry. Before he could start begging again it moved hard and fast making him barrel towards his climax at a rapid pace.

Cum for me Lycaon.

Lycaon cried out as he came. It was the most intense climax he’s ever experience that his mind blanked out for a few moments. When he finally comes to, he was covered in his own spend which seems to be a lot more than usual. He promptly cleaned up before heading to the bathroom to take a long cold shower.

As the cool water rinsed his fur, the high of his orgasm was starting to ebb away. With his mind no longer clouded by lust, Lycaon could no longer keep his shame at bay. He never thought that he could act so… debauched! He’s obviously lost control of his libido. Even if he manages to restrain himself from doing anything inappropriate, there is no way he can hide his body’s reaction to Wise the entire weekend.

Just thinking about it is making his body tremble so he’ll put it in the back of his mind for now. Once he finished showering and dried off, he made a pot of tea to calm down. The aroma of the tea sooths his nerves as he takes a sip.

So, his predicament has become more dire than he initially realized. He also feels guilty for fantasizing about Wise with a personality that doesn’t reflect him at all. Is this something he should confess to? Lycaon won’t lie if Wise asks about it but considering the Proxy’s stance on sex it might make him uncomfortable. He never wants to make Wise feel uncomfortable to be around him.

He looks at their previous chat and the options his lover suggested are in no way viable. Lycaon would still love to have Wise stay over but there is no way that they can share a bed.

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Lycaon:

Would you agree to take the bed if I slept on the couch?

Wise:

No.

I'll take the couch. You know I'm used to it.

XP

Lycaon:

You will not sleep on the couch.

It would be very remiss of me as a host to let a guest sleep on the couch when there's a perfectly nice bed.

Wise:

Ok, then we'll share the bed.

Lycaon:

But won't that be uncomfortable for you?

Wise:

It's fine.

I wanna snuggle before falling asleep anyway.

Lycaon:

I see.

Wise:

Lycaon, you're acting weird.

If YOU don't feel comfortable sharing a bed, I won't force you to.

Lycaon:

NO! That's not it at all.

I would love nothing more than to embrace you throughout the night.

Wise:

Then what's the problem?

Lycaon:

I simply believe it might be a bit awkward for you.

Wise:

?

Lycaon:

I detach my prosthetics for bedtime.

People tend to find it disconcerting when witnessing it for the first time.

Wise:

Oh!

You don't have to worry about me. I've actually been looking forward to see you legless but I didn't want to sound like a creep.

Oh god I totally sound like an insensitive creep!

Forget everything I said!

DX

Lycaon:

Your interest flatters me.

Wise:

Moving on!

I have a commission to complete so I'm pretty busy now.

See you on Saturday!

Lycaon:

Farewell beloved. Good luck.

Lycaon’s chest felt like it was bursting with happiness in seeing his lover so eager to spend time with him. Although it doesn’t change the fact that he was in a bind. Since there’s no way he’d ever dissuade Wise from being touchy with him, he’ll have to take preventative measures.

With his mind made up, the wolf thiren went online to start his research on “How to reduce libido.” and “How to prevent an erection.” and other embarrassing things he’ll never ask someone he knows. Most of the things he found out weren’t really helpful for his dilemma but after some time he did stumble upon an item that would be very useful to have. Hopefully he can find the item in his size before the weekend comes.

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Wise is excited to spend the whole weekend at Lycaon’s apartment. A little mini vacation where he doesn’t have to think about work and have quality time with his boyfriend. Lycaon has been moving kind of stiff around him lately whenever they have a date. Wise hasn’t said anything yet since he figures that the attendant was tired from work but didn’t get the chance to rest before their dates. Both of them do have irregular work hours so their dates tend to be less planned out.

To be honest, Wise isn’t sure if he could be considered a good boyfriend or if he’s doing this whole dating thing right. Lycaon still being his perfect gentleman self that tries to cater for all his needs also doesn’t help. He knows dating is different for everyone but he feels a bit lost.

When Lycaon confessed, he was a bit apprehensive, despite trying to seem confident and composed. Wise was upfront with his views on sex or more accurately lack thereof and Lycaon accepted it without question. It was a weight off his chest and he did like Lycaon, even if it wasn’t as intensely. It became apparent early on that Lycaon would follow his lead on how their dates would go.

Wise isn’t sure what he expected dating to be like but he had expected there to be more physical contact. It took a few regular hangout dates for Wise to realize that both of them were too reserved to do anything in public that would be considered “couples’ behaviour” so he suggested to have dates at their respective places for a change of pace.

Things started out a bit rocky when Lycaon couldn’t help himself and wanted to clean his room as he did before they were dating. It took a bit of persuading to prevent the attendant from going into work mode but they eventually got there. They talked about their preferred genres when picking a movie. Then when they were watching the movie, Wise can comfortably snuggle up to Lycaon and the wolf thiren doesn’t seem to mind. They’d have a discussion about what they watched afterward and it was great.

The first time Wise visited Lycaon’s apartment he was ecstatic. It was one of the few times Lycaon extended the invitation first. Apparently, the wolf thiren “accidentally” made too much food for his diner so he invited Wise over to eat with him. It was a lovely evening and Lycaon seemed a lot more relaxed in his own space compared to anywhere else, that’s why Wise suggested that they should do this more often but he would help out with the cooking.

Lycaon was hesitant at first, not with the diners but with cooking together. He said that he wouldn’t want to burden him with tasks that he’s perfectly capable of doing himself. Wise insisted and said he’d just do simple prep-work so he wouldn’t mess anything up, so Lycaon reluctantly agreed. The wolf thiren quickly warmed up to the activity after the first time they cooked together, even though he’s a lot more hands-on than necessary, Wise thinks he’s just a bit of a perfectionist.

Wise feels like it’s about time that he advances things to the next level. Luckily Lycaon seem receptive of more intimate contact. Now he just has to figure out how to broach the topic of brushing without things getting too awkward. The last time he brushed Lycaon’s tail it had been on Corin’s behalf to get wolf fur and he’s pretty sure it was a somewhat traumatizing experience even though the wolf thiren never mentioned the incident again.

In truth, Wise has been holding back his inexplicable urge to pet Lycaon. He knows first-hand how soft and fluffy the thiren’s tail is in its best condition and wonders if the rest of his fur is the same. Lycaon himself is quite the furry magnet that Wise has abused this perk to attract critters whenever they hangout at Lumina Square, he’s got an album full of Lycaon being surrounded by cats and dogs.

Sure, he knows that dating probably gives him a pass to pet his fluffy boyfriend whenever he wants but it seems like a weird thing to do without warning. When he asked Belle for advice, she told him to just go for it, so Wise gave her head pats randomly for days until she admits it feels weird when he does it out of the blue without prompting. Unfortunately for him, Lycaon is too tall for the head pat strategy to work anyway.

Once Wise arrived at Lycaon’s apartment he rung the door bell but nobody answered. He tried again with no change. Perhaps Lycaon was still at the living quarters of Victoria Housekeeping Co? He didn’t specify at what time he’ll come and it is 7 AM so maybe he’s still sleeping. Thankfully, Lycaon has given Wise a spare key for the apartment which works out wonderfully for situations like this.

Looking around the main area, it’s hard to tell if Lycaon has been there or not since he always cleans up after himself. When Wise went into the bedroom, he found Lycaon curled up on the bed sleeping soundly. The wolf thiren wore nothing but his boxer briefs, which Wise suppose makes sense, it must be hot to sleep wearing additional clothing with all that fur. However, seeing a mountain of sleeping fur made Wise’s brain go into overdrive on how to make the most out of this golden opportunity.

Taking his chances, Wise leans down to slowly caress Lycaon’s head. It was even softer than he imagined even if it wasn’t the same as the thiren’s tail fur. After 3 strokes, Lycaon began to stir but Wise just continued his pets as he spoke.

“Hey there sleepy head.” Wise whispered softly. “Ready to wake up?”

Lycaon didn’t answer and moved his head up to nuzzle against the hand that’s petting him, bearing his neck. In that moment, Wise felt his heart melt at how cute his boyfriend can be. Giving into temptation, the proxy used his other hand to give thiren a few scritches under his ear and jaw which elicits a low growl. Not wanting to go overboard while his boyfriend is clearly unconscious, he stops the petting to let his boyfriend rest.

Just as he was about to leave, Lycaon let out a loud whine that made Wise panic and rush to his side.

“Shhh, shhh.” Wise starts petting him again. “What’s wrong?” He said worriedly.

The whining subsided and the low growling was back.

“Huh… I guess that’s a good sign?” Wise furrowed his brows and let out a sigh. “Just a few more minutes.” He told himself.

When it seemed like Lycaon has fallen back into deep sleep, Wise made his exit as quiet as possible. Well, that was… an experience. Lycaon must be really tired since he didn’t wake up after all of that. Wise feels a little bad for taking advantage of the situation but at least it seems like his boyfriend liked it? He’ll go make breakfast and let the thiren sleep in to make up for it.

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Lycaon awoke from a familiar feeling of discomfort. The discomfort of having heady arousal being restricted by his cock cage. He’s been wearing it to sleep for 2 days to see how effective it was to keep himself in check and it works perfectly. Unfortunately, it has the side effect of making him more sensitive and keenly aware of his dick as long as it’s on. This has made him agitated during his morning routine.

The wolf thiren let out a big yawn as he sat up and saw that it was 7:20 AM. He wonders if he should rub one out fast before Wise arrives and he’ll have to keep the cage on for over 24 hours. He’s abstained since he lost control of himself but things will be rough if he keeps the cage on all day. On the other hand, he’ll have trouble putting it on again once it’s already off.

Flopping back down on the bed with a grunt, Lycaon took a deep breath to calm his groin that’s struggling in discomfort. Instead of calming down, the familiar scent of his lover wafts through the air making him feel hotter. That can’t be right, it’s still early and Wise tends to schedule things for the afternoon at the earliest.

Realizing that his lover might already be here, he scrambled up to get dressed. He quickly put on an oversized black t-shirt and navy cargo shorts then attached his legs. Lycaon practically ran out of his room to find Wise in the kitchen, just standing there. Without much thought, Lycaon pulled him into an embrace from behind, lest this was a dream and he disappeared.

“Woah!” Wise yelped. “I thought you were sleeping.”

Lycaon buried his face in the crook of his lover’s neck. Deeply inhaling his scent.

“This is real?” Lycaon rumbled.

Wise chuckles. “T-that tickles.”

The proxy reaches up a hand to push Lycaon’s head away from his ticklish neck but it backfired. The wolf thiren practically vibrates from his growls that it causes Wise to laugh out loud. It’s the most beautiful sound Lycaon has ever heard, his tail wags in agreement.

Wise slipped out of Lycaon’s embrace to escape the unintentional tickling and catch his breath on the kitchen counter. The thiren whined but didn’t pursue, he didn’t want his lover to be mad at him. Once Wise got his beathing in order, he turned back to look at Lycaon with a smirk.

“Okay, you’re clearly not lucid enough to do anything so go back to sleep or shower to freshen up.” He pointed out towards Lycaon’s room. “I’ll handle breakfast.”

Lycaon’s ears flattened and his tail drooped. “I should be the one making you breakfast.” He did not sound petulant. ‘I should be providing for you’ was left unsaid.

“Nope, not happening.” Wise gently pushed Lycaon out of the kitchen but he refused to pass the threshold. “C’mon, aren’t you a good boy?” Lycaon’s ears perked up. “Good boys do as their told.” The proxy folded his arms with a huff. “I might let you handle the coffee if you shower fast enough.” He added teasingly.

With orders given, Lycaon headed straight to the bathroom. His head was still foggy as he got ready to take a hot shower. He felt floaty and tingly all over as the hot water sprayed him. The sensation lingered until he felt discomfort from his groin and realized what was happening. Lycaon curled up on the shower floor feeling mortified and frustrated. His condition seems to be more serious than he thought.

It's come to a point where Lycaon can’t trust himself to be around Wise and act normal. He’ll have to apologize and explain himself once he gets back out there in a more sober frame of mind. He thought he could handle being around his lover without making things weird or awkward and he’s already failed when the day has barely begun.

After finally calming down, he continued his morning bathroom routine. By the time he finished drying his fur it was already 8:10 AM. His ears flatten in disappointment, it took longer than expected and Wise was probably done making breakfast by now.

Lycaon paused as he was about to redress himself, should he change into something more presentable? Then he remembered that Wise mentioned how he liked seeing him dressed down in comfortable clothing at home. The memory brought forth a warm feeling in his chest, so he wore the same outfit his sleep addled brain chose in its haste.

Fully clothed and clear minded, he pulled out keys from his bedside drawer. Letting out a sigh, Lycaon looked down at the keys in his hands, contemplating once more if this is the best course of action. Steeling his resolve, pocketed the keys and headed towards the kitchen.

Wise has set up the table for the two of them. Their plates were filled with pancakes, bacon, sausages and eggs. The proxy was scrolling his phone in his seat but hadn’t started eating. The sight made Lycaon’s heart ache for some reason. He cleared his throat to announce his presence.

“Oh!” Wise looked up at Lycaon. “You took longer than expected.” He smiled. “At least you seem wide awake now.”

Lycaon felt his cheeks warm in embarrassment. “I’m terribly sorry Wise. I never meant to show you such a shameful display.” His head hung down in shame.

Wise looked confused. “Ummm… It’s fine? Actually…” A finger scratches his cheek. “I wouldn’t mind if you act like that more often, it was adorable.” He says bashfully.

Lycaon’s brain short circuited as the words rang in his ears, making them twitch. “I-I see.” He stuttered then coughed into his fist. “I’m afraid we’ll have to delay breakfast. There’s something urgent that I wish to discuss with you.”

“Is there something wrong?” Wise sounded worried.

“Yes.” With me. “I’ll try to explain everything so please bear with me for now.”

“Alright.” Wise moved to the empty seat next to him that didn’t have food. “Go ahead.” He gestures to the empty spot across of him.

Lycaon took the seat and began explaining his conundrum as best he could along with what he’s been up to the past few days leading up to this. Wise stayed silent and listened intently, he didn’t really react to anything the thiren was saying which worried him but at least there doesn’t seem to be any outward disgust. When he was finished explaining himself there was a moment of tense silence.

Wise began tapping his finger on the table. “So let me get this straight.” He stared intently at Lycaon’s eye. “You got increasingly horny because you’re TOO attracted to ME.” He points at himself. “You decided to handle the problem yourself because it’s technically a YOU problem.” He points at Lycaon. “Then when you completely lost control of your bodily reactions, you thought the best course of action is to wear a chastity device that TECHNICALLY works but is giving you side effects that make you constantly horny, especially around me and making you act more impulsively. Is that the gist of it?”

Lycaon’s ears flatten. “Yes.” He says meekly.

Wise leaned back on his chair and took deep steading breaths. “Okay, alright. Is there something I can do to help? Do you need me to do something?”

“All I need is your patience and understanding.” Lycaon said placatingly.

The proxy’s expression scrunched up in annoyance. “Von Lycaon.” He chided.

“W-well… if you’re inclined… I’d like for you to hold on to the keys.” Lycaon squirmed at the thought. The confusing mix of shame and arousal coursing through him, along with the discomfort that prevents him from acting on it.

Wise looked befuddled. “What keys?”

Lycaon’s throat felt dry as he swallowed on nothing. “The keys to my cage.”

“Oh.” Wise eyes widen in realization. “Are you sure you want to trust me with that? It seems a bit extreme.”

“I would love tha-” Lycaon quickly clamped a hand over his mouth in shock. Then turned away with a cough. “I mean… it would be a huge responsibility and I wouldn’t want to burden you with something you’ll find uncomfortable.”

Wise gave him a deadpan look. “Suuure… we wouldn’t want ANYONE to be uncomfortable in this situation now, DO WE?” The sarcasm was practically dripping from his tone. With a sigh, he stood up. “I’m going out for a walk.” He points at Lycaon before he could respond. “You stay put. I want you to think long and hard about why I’m angry right now because I won’t be accepting anymore of your self-blaming apologies.” He chides.

The wolf thiren shrank down under his lover’s scrutiny. “B-but-“

“No.” Wise cut him off sternly. “This isn’t up for debate. You’ll stay and reflect on your actions. Do I make myself clear Von Lycaon?”

Feeling dejected, Lycaon looked down as he suppressed a whine from sounding. “Y-yes, Master.”

The proxy raised a brow at the response but didn’t comment on it. With nothing left to say, he began to leave. Lycaon watches his lover go and the sight made a small whine escape. Wise stopped to look back at him.

“Look, I just need some time to process all this information.” His expression softens up a bit. “I’ll be back and we can continue our discussion later.”

When the sound of the front door closing registered, signalling that Wise has left the apartment, Lycaon slumped on the table and buried his face in his arms. He feels overwhelmed with so many sensations and emotions he couldn’t begin to pinpoint. Anxiety, relief, arousal, guilt, shame, irritation, frustration, attraction, helplessness and love all swirled within him. His body trembled from overstimulation.

Once his body cooled down, Lycaon tried to focus on what his lover told him to do. He doesn’t want to disappoint Wise anymore than he already has. Perhaps this was a terrible idea and he shouldn’t have burdened his beloved with his problems. Is this the end? Is Wise just biding his time so that he can break up with him gently when he isn’t in such a pathetic state? It feels like something the proxy would do since he’s kind like that. He doesn’t deserve that kindness.

The wolf thiren’s heart felt like breaking at the possibly hypothetical break up. He’d been acting incredibly inappropriate but… but Master said he was adorable. A giddy feeling bubbled up within him upon remembering those words. That’s right, Master called him a good boy, so he should strive to meet those expectations!

Lycaon’s thoughts spun around in circles, thinking very hard on how to make Master forgive him. He went back and forth from sober gloominess to naïve optimism. Negative rationality warred with eager desire. In the end, rationality won out as he pushed down his desires that had nothing productive to add.

When he got his thoughts in order, he sat up and waited patiently for Wise to come back. With nothing to do, he looked at the food Wise had cooked for them both. Guilt stung him at the sight. It’s probably cold by now, while still perfectly edible, he feels bad for causing so much trouble. Perhaps he should have waited after eating breakfast.

The best-case scenario he can think of, it’ll take some time but Wise will forgive him for his transgressions and they’ll continue their relationship which will be a bit strained. In the worst-case scenario, they’ll break up and keep a strictly professional relationship which is worse than where they started. He’d prefer to believe that it won’t come to that.

His ears twitched as he heard the sound of the front door opening. Wise really came back! Lycaon straitened up in his seat and steeled his nerves. Whatever happens next, he’ll defer to his lover’s judgement regardless of what it may be.

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Wise sat in his car as he doesn’t actually have the energy to go on a walk. He just said the most cliché excuse he could think of to get some space to think on his own. Well, he did walk to the car so it’s basically the truth.

More than anything, Wise felt perplexed on how to handle the situation. Sure, he’s mad and frustrated at Lycaon but it’s only a bit because he kind of expected this sort of stunt from his dear attendant. It’s just a more extreme case than anything he could have imagined. There were probably signs, he’s not sure what they are but he’ll pay closer attention from now on.

In all honestly, he can’t help but think that being horny has made his boyfriend a special kind of stupid (affectionate). He wouldn’t really mind holding on to Lycaon’s keys though he’s not sure if that would really help. The problem is that his idiot (affectionate) of a boyfriend seems blind to the double standard he’s imposed on their relationship.

Depending on how well Lycaon reflects, he might have to take some drastic measures to teach his boyfriend what being partners mean in a romantic sense. Wise might not understand what his boyfriend is going through but he knows bad habits when he sees it. And for all of Lycaon’s restraint and discipline, he has terrible people pleasing habits to the detriment of himself.

Having a vague plan of action, Wise searched through the web for info on chastity devices. It wouldn’t hurt to know more on how this works so he won’t accidentally hurt his struggling boyfriend. After a few minutes of browsing, he kind of veered off into BDSM info territory then continued to venture off into the rabbit hole. By the time he stopped, Wise was utterly dumbfounded.

It was an enlightening read and it’s given him some ideas on how to handle his idiot (affectionate) boyfriend. Thankfully, it doesn’t seem like he’ll have to do anything that will make him uncomfortable, Lycaon wouldn’t want that anyway. There also seems to be some misunderstanding he’ll have to clear up if he wants things to go smoothly.

When he checks on the time, it’s almost 1 hour since he left. That’s probably enough time for reflection. Wise returned to see Lycaon sitting primly where he left him. Well… that’s awkward. He hadn’t meant his order to be taken literally. Welp, he’s just going to ignore that little titbit to focus on putting up a strict front.

Wise swiftly sat down and crossed his arms. “Well, have you learned anything?”

The attendant’s proper form cracked as he hunched down. “I’m terribly sorry. I should have informed you earlier regarding my condition.” His ears flatten.

Hmmm that’s a good start. “And why is that the case?”

“If I had informed you earlier, you could avoid being caught in an uncomfortable situation like this.”

Wise resisted the urge to facepalm and furrowed his brows in disapproval. “Do you even know why I’m angry?”

“That’s because… I couldn’t handle this on my own and troubled you.”

Yep, it’s official. His boyfriend is an idiot (affectionate). “You sure about that?”

“I’m… sorry. I…” Lycaon looks lost. “I don’t know.”

Wise sighs in exasperation. “I guess that’ll have to do for now.” He uncrossed his arms and tapped on the table. “We’re gonna need some ground rules if you still want me to hold on to your keys.”

Lycaon stared at Wise in disbelief. “You’d do that for me?” He whispered in awe. “It-it wouldn’t bother you?”

“It’s fine. Before any of that though, I should make things clear for you.” Wise looks intently into Lycaon’s eye, making sure he pays attention. “I don’t care about sex in the same way I don’t care about sports.” The thiren blinked in surprise at the sudden proclamation. “You seem to assume that anything related to sex makes me uncomfortable. It doesn’t. I just see it as another physical activity that I’m not interested in but know of. I’m mostly indifferent to it, not repulsed.”

It's not something Wise likes to explain nor has it been necessary to explain until now. Belle understands him just fine but that came with the perks of being siblings that got along with each other. Others never needed to know. Lycaon never asked so he didn’t bother to explain. He supposes that’s on him.

Lycaon seems deep in thought. Wise let him process in silence and stood up to get a cup of coffee. He went ahead and also made a cup for Lycaon. The thiren mumbled a distracted “Thank you.” Upon receiving his cup. Wise sips his coffee and wonders what the hell is this morning. Hopefully they’ll wrap this up by brunch time because he is starting to feel hungry.

“Um.” Lycaon looks hesitant. “Does that mean… you won’t be bothered to see me in a state of undress.”

Wise tilts his head. “Hm?” It takes a moment for the words to make sense for the proxy. “I already saw you mostly naked this morning and it didn’t bother me.”

The answer somehow made Lycaon sneeze. “Why didn’t you wake me up!” He seems embarrassed.

Wise felt bashful recalling the event. “I kind of did but didn’t?” He reasons. “You were growling peacefully(?) that I didn’t really want to disturb your sleep.” Lycaon stared at him incredulously, which fair. “Okay fine. You only started to growl when I snuck a few pets.”

“Y-you- w-what?” Lycaon sputtered. “WHY?” He looks flustered.

Wise took a long sip of his coffee to think of how to respond. The obvious answer would be ‘Because I wanted to.’ but that doesn’t feel like the best way to go about this. The topic of conversation has gone a bit off track. Thinking back on it, Lycaon has been worrying about their sleeping arrangement so this must be connected to that. With everything he knows now the reason is clear. Then the best response now would be…

The proxy gazed at his boyfriend with a mischievous smile. “Because my dear attendant, I also have temptations I can hardly suppress.” He says teasingly. “Does that make you uncomfortable?”

Lycaon looks stricken, a complicated expression takes over his face, then he turns his head to avoid eye contact. “No.” he said in a strained tone.

That’s a worrying reaction. Wise will have to address that later. “Anyway, to get back on topic. I won’t mind holding on to your keys, although I don’t get how that will help.”

The wolf thiren cleared his throat. “If you are in possession of the keys, it’ll eliminate the temptation to unlock myself. It should prevent me from acting inappropriately.” He still avoided facing him.

Wise is starting to think that his boyfriend has no idea about what he’s asking for. At least not what it fully entails. Is he doing it subconsciously? Lycaon might just be very confused with shit priorities.

“Why not just stop using the cage altogether? Since I know your predicament now, there’s no point in hiding it and I wouldn’t mind if you have to go jack off every now and then.” Lycaon turned to him with a scandalized expression. “Seriously Lycaon. You’re making things more complicated than it needs to be.”

“It wouldn’t be inappropriate.” Lycaon protests.

Wise rolled his eyes. “In public, sure.” He crossed his arms. “You’re at home and I give you full permission to do it, so it can’t be considered inappropriate.”

The thiren grimaced. “I’d rather not.”

Lycaon can be so goddamn stubborn when he wants to be. Wise was beyond frustrated and out of patience. It was clear that his boyfriend won’t listen to reason. If Lycaon thinks that giving Wise the keys to his chastity device is the best solution then he’ll play along.

“Fine, I’ll take the keys.” He said with a huff. “But only if you give me your safeword.”

Lycaon tilts his head in contemplation. “Are you familiar with the traffic light system?”

“Yes. It’s red for stop, yellow for slow down and green for go, right?”

The thiren nods and fished out a pair of keys from his pocket, he sets it down in front of Wise. “If at any time you feel uncomfortable, just say the word and I shall retreat or retrieve the keys to relinquish the burden it poses.”

“That applies to you too.” Wise reminds him.

“That won’t be necessary.” Lycaon says confidently.

‘Famous last words’ Wise gave him a meaningful look before picking up the keys. “Just remember that you asked for this.”

“But of course. I’m grateful that you’d give me a chance to redeem myself.” Lycaon says with such reverence in his tone that Wise wanted to strangle him.

Wise has always refrained from taking advantage of Lycaon’s accommodating tendencies in hopes that his boyfriend could just be himself around him. In some ways, it did work but then he goes and puts Wise up on a pedestal to his own detriment. Drastic measures must be taken or else Wise will actually strangle his boyfriend out of frustration.

“So, you’ll do anything I say?”

Lycaon perks up. “Your wish is my command.”

The proxy had put some serious thought on what he would do if he had full authority over Lycaon. It turned into a long list of things. Some of it seemed too childish or embarrassing to ask out loud. However, demands are a different case.

“I want you to stay still and place your hands on your lap.” He orders concisely.

The thiren blinked in confusion. “Pardon me?”

“You heard me.”

With slight confusion, Lycaon did as ordered. Wise gave a nod of approval, He moved to the seat next to Lycaon and began cutting up everything on the plate. When he took a bite out of everything, Lycaon obediently stayed put in silence and watched. Hmmm he used too much salt for the eggs but it’s edible and everything else tasted fine. After stabbing a forkful of bacon and sausage, he held it up towards his boyfriend’s mouth.

The thiren’s eye widen. “I’m perfectly capable of feeding myself.” He finally protested.

Wise just brought the fork closer with an intense look that conveyed he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Lycaon eventually relented and ate the forkful of meat.

“I knew you were a good boy.” He said with a wide smile.

Lycaon’s tail wags and ears twitched, giving Wise a sense of accomplishment. There were no more protests after that. He alternated between eating himself and feeding his boyfriend. At some point, the wolf thiren started growling which Wise remembers was a happy growl, he doesn’t react and pretends that nothing has changed. It was a wonderfully peaceful meal overall.

They should do this again later, preferably with sweets or some sort of snack. Lycaon makes the best snacks. Maybe he should switch up the arrangement to keep things balanced? Oh well, he has a boyfriend to punish via pampering, so many things to do, so little time.

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Lycaon feels like he’s living in a dream. Surely that’s the only explanation on how well things went. Reality is harsh and cruel with only brief moments of happiness, so this has to be a dream. At least he thinks that’s the case, he doesn’t usually feel this light and floaty when he’s awake. Master seems to be in a better mood too so that’s all that matters.

Master is washing the dishes now and ordered him to wait in the living room, he wants to help but he can’t because he’s a good boy that follows Master’s orders. With nothing to do but to stand there waiting, his mind wonders back to the meal they just had, it was a surreal experience to say the least.

At first, Lycaon thought that Master was punishing him for his terrible behavior by not letting him eat the wonderful meal Master has made. But then Master suddenly started to feed him. Nobody had ever fed him before, the act felt surprisingly intimate. It was more of a reward rather than punishment which made Lycaon feel conflicted but fulfilling Master’s wish overrode that feeling.

Perhaps it’s the ease in Master’s movements, the way he offered food on the same utensil he’s already used, the anticipation for when the next bite will be and the beautiful smile he received whenever he took what was given to him dutifully. Everything was wonderful, filling him with contentment he’s never felt before. All thoughts evaporated as he focused on Master.

“Lycaon, Paw!”

Lycaon extended his left paw automatically. Master is standing in front of him. When did that happen? Snapping out of his thoughts, some of the haziness cleared up upon seeing his beloved looking up at him with an amused expression.

“Wow, you reacted faster this time.” Wise took the offered paw and nuzzled his cheek against the palm. Lycaon’s heart beat faster at the contact. “You looked like you were spacing out. Are you feeling alright?” A sliver of concern shone in his eyes.

“I’m perfectly fine.” Lycaon says softly. His thumb caresses the proxy’s cheek. “Just awaiting your orders.”

Wise smirks up at him. “Does the thought of me bossing you around get you all hot and bothered?”

“Yes.” The word was out of Lycaon’s mouth before he could think. Embarrassed by the admission, he attempts damage control. “B-by that I mean it has always been my pleasure to serve you.” While perhaps not the best way to phrase it, Lycaon is certain his lover will understand that he is not a complete degenerate.

Wise chuckles. “Then I hope you won’t be too disappointed when I tell you to relax and not do anything all day.”

Lycaon didn’t say anything as the proxy pulled him deeper into the living room. He wasn’t opposed to the idea, especially with his lover to keep him company but he knew the unspoken meaning behind those words. Wise won’t allow him to cater to him as he usually would and that makes him feel dejected. Fortunately, he had prepared and made sure everything outside his bedroom was in perfect order. Unfortunately, his bedroom is still a mess and it would show how sloppy he truly is in his personal space.

Wise sat him down on his favorite reading chair but remained standing in front of him. Looking up at his lover is a rare occurrence, a shiver went down his spine at the sight.

“You’re going to stay here and get comfy while I work on some things.” Wise gestured towards the side table. “I picked out some books for you to read so you wouldn’t get bored but if there’s something in particular you want to read you better speak up now.”

Lycaon looked over to see that there was indeed a small stack of books on the side table along with a glass and jug of water. This is how he would have spent his time relaxing alone but with his lover here, it seems like such a waste to do things separately. He’d like to protest, however he wouldn’t want to displease Wise any more than he already has.

“I’ll be fine with whatever you’ve selected.”

“Alright, then. Now, please detach your legs so I can take them for maintenance.”

The wolf thiren froze and his mind went blank for a moment. A deep-seated terror of losing what was already lost before arose. Surely the proxy won’t do anything nefarious with his mechanical limbs, he said he’s taking them for maintenance which should be fine. Yet he can’t stop the feeling of unease the order gives him.

A part of Lycaon still wants to comply, the rational part of him knows that Wise isn’t asking for something unreasonable. But a huge part of him refuses to follow through for many different reasons. He wished that he already did the maintenance himself last night just so he had a valid excuse to refuse. The order was stated like a request so perhaps he can decline this one time?

Unsure of what to do, he recalled their earlier discussion and stuttered out the word. “Y-yellow.”

“Oh.” Wise blinked in surprise. “What’s wrong?”

Lycaon sighs in relief. “I prefer to maintain them myself.” He turns his head away. “Having others take my legs away to tinker on them makes me anxious.”

He feels a bit ridiculous now that he says it out loud. It’s not like he’ll be giving his legs to stranger. Lycaon trusts Wise more than anybody else, including with his life. Surely handing over his legs for some time isn’t a big deal. His thoughts were interrupted by a hand turning his face to look up and face his lover.

“I’m sorry.” Wise gave his muzzle a small kiss, making warmth spread throughout his body. “Thanks for telling me. I’ll be more mindful about it next time.” He moved his hand to rub along Lycaon’s jaw, eliciting a soft growl. “Good job on using your word.” He smiles with a gaze full of adoration. “Since maintenance is off the table, are you still okay with staying put?”

Pride and love swelled within Lycaon’s chest. Having his beloved’s hand on his jaw is distracting but he tries to think on his response. He’s still not happy to be left alone, otherwise he really has no problem with it. He just wants to spend more time together.

“It’s okay.” Lycaon tried to move his head to turn away from those preceptive eyes but the hand holding his jaw kept it in place. Wise’s eyes squinted at him. “I just thought we’d be spending more time together.” He did not pout.

“Don’t worry, I just need to arrange some things.” The proxy gave a mischievous smile and let go of his jaw with a parting scritch. “What’s your color now?”

Lycaon head was feeling fuzzy that it took a moment for the question to register. Eventually he managed to reply. “Green.” He mumbled.

“Good.” Wise leaned down, giving him a kiss on the corner of his lips. “I won’t take long so just try and relax while I’m gone okay.” With those parting words, he left.

Lycaon was too stunned to react, overwhelmed with emotions and sensations. His face felt too hot in all the places his Master touched and kissed. Phantom sensations of Master’s touch fueled his arousal. His body trembled in need and his groin is pressing against its cage begging for release. He gripped the arm rests to keep himself steady, resisting the urge to touch himself, knowing it was futile. He feels like he’s losing his mind.

Glancing at the side table, he grabbed a glass of water and chugged it. The cool water sliding down his throat helped him calm down a bit. Lycaon closed his eye and tried to focus on his breathing. The phantom sensations lingered and somehow intensified. He wanted Master to touch him more but he can be patient and wait.

It felt like forever has passed when a new sensation of fingers carding through his hair pierced through the haze, it was gone as quickly as it came. Blinking his eye open, Lycaon saw that his lover was back.

Wise chuckled. “I didn’t think you’d fall asleep so quickly. I was barely gone for 10 minutes.”

Has it only been that long? It felt longer but he wasn’t really counting. Time has been hazy today for some reason. Regardless, he wasn’t sleeping.

“I wasn’t sleeping.” Lycaon grumbled.

“Of course.” Wise looks down at the wolf thiren consideringly. “Since you’ve been so good and patient, I guess you deserve a reward.” He taps his chin in thought. “What do you think, Lycaon? Do you deserve a reward?” He asks playfully.

Lycaon would like to say yes but the correct answer is no. He hasn’t done anything exceptional, if he were to rate his behaviour throughout the day, he’d say it’s abysmal. Is this a trick question? No, Wise isn’t the type to use such tricky language, so it’s either a genuine question or a gracious offer. Not wanting to lie, he answers with the truth.

“No.” Lycaon answers ruefully, his ears folded back.

The proxy’s playful expression dropped into a blank state as he continued to stare down at the wolf thiren, it was somewhat unsettling. Without saying anything, Wise grabbed both of Lycaon’s shoulders and shook him for a while. Lycaon went along with the motions in utter confusion.

Once the shaking stopped, Wise’s hands moved to link around his neck. Before Lycaon could understand what was happening, he had a lap full of Wise who’s hugging him so tightly that he felt his chest slightly constricted. Although that might just be his racing heartbeat, it’s beating so fast he wonders if his beloved could feel it. Being held by his love felt so exhilarating he doesn’t know what to do.

After a moment of stillness, Lycaon speaks up. “Ma- Wise… can I reciprocate?”

Wise let out a huge exasperated sigh. “Just do it you idiot.”

Permission given, Lycaon embraced his lover back. With his arms around Wise, he could feel the tension melt from his lover’s body as his arms loosen from its tight hold. It was a simple gesture, yet it felt like he was given a precious treasure, one he swears to cherish. As he inhaled his lover’s scent, he could detect the familiar scent of the various soaps and cologne he owns for some reason.

Eventually, Wise leaned back to face Lycaon and held his face within his hands. There was a look of determination in the proxy’s eyes.

“Lycaon, what are we?” Wise said in a serious tone.

The wolf thiren doesn’t know why Wise is asking a question with such an obvious answer. Surely the status of their relationship isn’t in question. Things have been peculiar today, so perhaps it’s another clarifying question. Hopefully this doesn’t lead to his most dreaded outcome.

“We’re… romantic partners.” He wanted to say lover but it doesn’t seem appropriate right now.

“That’s right. We’re romantic partners.” Wise brought his face closer. “Do you understand what that means?”

The question stumped Lycaon. He couldn’t come up with an answer. What did it actually mean to be in a relationship? To openly proclaim his affections? To have some priority in each other’s lives? Having a deeper bond? Being privy to more personal information? None of those seem quite right. He couldn’t articulate what being romantic partners means in a concise manner nor does he understand what’s being asked of him. A confused whine escaped him involuntarily.

Wise’s expression softened. “Come here you gigantic puppy.” He pulled Lycaon’s head down towards his shoulder and began caressing his head. “There, there. It’s okay if you don’t know, because I’m going to tell you anyway.”

The comforting touch and reassurance soothed Lycaon’s spiraling thoughts. His embrace tightened in order to ground himself.

“We’re romantic partners, that means that you’re mine as much as I’m yours. You don’t have to do anything to earn my affection because it’s already yours, all you have to do is ask.”

The words struck Lycaon to his core. Nothing in life is freely given, be it material things or the bonds people share. He’s worked hard to become the man he is today, learning all manner of skills to be a reliable attendant for his benefactor and clients. As long as he completed tasks perfectly, he’ll earn trust and recognition from others. He expected being in a romantic relationship to work the same way.

Hearing from his beloved that he didn’t have to earn his affection broke something in him. Tears flowed out of his one good eye. Not knowing how to stop it, he buried his face in Wise’s shoulder as he silently cried.

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Wise thinks he’s probably in over his head. He’s somehow trapped in the reverse of having a cat on one’s lap, not that he’s complaining. He’s actually a little flustered wondering if he tripped on another landmine of a topic. He had barely gotten into his speech when Lycaon’s body began trembling. Seeing his boyfriend in such a vulnerable state has him feeling all sorts of complicated.

“I never did explain why I got angry earlier, didn’t I?” Lycaon tensed. Wise added the pressure of his pets, hoping it would be reassuring. “I wasn’t actually mad, not really. Mostly annoyed and frustrated.” He paused, wondering what exactly he wanted to say out loud. “As your partner, it’s upsetting to hear that you’ve been having a hard time, especially since I’m the main cause.” A deep growl came from the wolf thiren, probably a sign of protest. “Shhhh. If you had told me earlier, we could’ve found a less drastic solution together.”

Lycaon whimpered, maneuvering to burrow his face in the proxy’s chest. The new position made Wise stop his petting, opting to touch the wolf thiren’s ears and rub them. They’re quite large, the tips are black, entranced, he rubbed them as he wondered if it’s a natural color. They stay like that for a moment. When Wise felt that Lycaon’s trembling has subsided, he continued to talk.

“I’d like it if you tell me whenever you’re having issues, especially if it’s related to our relationship. I’ll help if I can but I can’t if you don’t tell me these things. It makes me sad to think you can’t confide in me when I’m the problem.”

Lycaon said something, it was too low and muffled for Wise to hear. He tugs on the wolf thiren’s right ear. He has a hunch that it was some form of protest.

“Hm? I didn’t hear you. You’ll have to speak up.”

Lycaon’s head shook as he turned to face away from Wise’s chest. “I’m the problem not y-“

Wise tugs his ear harder this time. “I’m no longer tolerating you speaking bad about my boyfriend so try sticking to objective statements.” Lycaon whined. “Hmmm we should shelve this discussion for later when you can think rationally. I kinda got us sidetracked, so let’s move on and go to your bedroom for now.” He released the ear he was pulling and waited to be let go.

Lycaon didn’t move. “Can we stay like this a little longer?” His voice was small and fragile.

Wise rested his chin on the wolf thiren’s head. A rare opportunity, considering their massive height difference. “Of course.”

Truthfully, Wise wanted to say ‘no’ because he’s starting to feel awkward, he at least felt like changing his position. Well, he couldn’t decline such earnest request after everything he just said. Not that it’s actually a problem since the fluff practically cancels out the discomfort of the position. Being stuck, the proxy let his hands wander freely to pet his boyfriend lazily as he waited. The soft growling is back again.

In what felt like a lot of time to be still and conscious, Wise started to feel drowsy. He hadn’t slept much last night, making sure things were in order before he left the shop to stand without him there to help. Actually, did he sleep last night? The rhythmic growling along with its low vibrations felt really soothing, sinking him further into slumber.

When Wise registered the lack of fur on his face and no vibrations on his chest, he reached out until he touched something soft, then latched on. There’s a voice but he couldn’t make out the words. Too tired to figure out what’s going on, he went back into a deep sleep.

The feeling of something touching his forehead made Wise blearily open his eyes. Lycaon’s hand froze and he looked kind of shocked?

“A-apologies Master.” Lycaon sputtered as his hand retreated. “I didn’t mean to wake you.” His ears folded back.

Wise blinked. He took stock of his surroundings and what’s happening as his mind cleared up from its sleepy haze. They’re laying in bed, which means they’re in Lycaon’s bedroom. He apparently took his boyfriend’s arm hostage in his sleep. Wise let go of the wolf thiren’s arm and sat up, Lycaon followed suit.

Wise yawned. “You could’ve woken me up sooner.”

“You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t dare to disturb you.”

The proxy figured that was fair since he did the same thing. He’s surprised that he slept through Lycaon carrying him and even laying him down on the bed without waking up, he must’ve been more sleep deprived than he realized. Wise checked the time to find out it’s already late in the afternoon. Damn, he slept the day away, granted it was the best sleep he got in a long time.

“Well, what do you want to do now?” Wise stretched his arms up. “Since I hijacked the day with my terrible sleeping habits, I’m letting you pick now.”

Lycaon’s ears perk up. “I’d be fine with doing whatever you want.” His tail is wagging.

It doesn’t seem like the wolf thiren had slept along with him with how energetic he looks. Wise had given him a choice so it should be fine to proceed with his plan.

“Hmmm… just curious but can you take a bath? Like, would that be possible with your legs?”

Lycaon blinked. “It’s possible but it would be best if I detach them to prevent any accidents that may occur.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” Wise nods. “Since you have a pretty big bathtub, does that mean you bathe occasionally?”

Lycaon shook his head. “No, I don’t really like bathing.”

Wise furrowed his brows. “Why not?”

“It’s more trouble than it’s worth and takes too long. Showering is easier and faster.”

“So, it’s more about practicality rather than just not liking baths in general?”

“Yes.” Lycaon tilts his head in question.

“I want you to draw a bubble bath. I brought some bath foam and essential oils and left them on the bathroom counter so use those.”

“Of course, Master!” Lycaon paused at the edge of the bed, looking back. “What temperature would you like the water to be?”

“Whatever temperature you think is lukewarm, so don’t overthink it.”

With a task to do Lycaon goes, leaving Wise alone in the bedroom. It seems that his boyfriend is still in some sort of state that makes his thoughts less complicated. There’s something endearing about how expressive the wolf thiren is right now. Although he’s not sure what’s causing it aside from it possibly being the side effect of being horny. Kinda like how being drunk can cause people to lower their inhibitions perhaps lust can have that effect too? It’ll definitely be a topic of conversation with a clear headed Lycaon later on.

The proxy pulls out a duffle bag he slid under the bed earlier, taking out a silicone brush. He didn’t think he’d actually use it this weekend but is glad he brought it with him anyway along with other brushes. Grooming Lycaon’s tail has always been on his agenda so this is a great time to do it while he’s being extra obedient.

His initial plan of doing maintenance on Lycaon’s mechanical legs was a bust. Maybe it was the casual way he spoke but it certainly triggered something for a moment there. Perhaps he should ask Enzo for some advice. Grace is clearly a bad example when it involves a more delicate approach.

Wise took off his jacket then headed towards the bathroom. The bath seems half-full by the time he checked, filled with thick white bubbles and the scent of calming lavender.

Lycaon greeted him enthusiastically. “Master, the bath is almost ready!”

Maybe Wise is overthinking things but his boyfriend seems to have lost most of his filter if he’s calling him ‘Master’ in private so freely. It took some time for Lycaon to kick the habit of calling him Master during dates. He always thought it was just an occupational hazard but perhaps that’s not the case.

“That’s great.” Wise smiles. “Since it’s almost done, I’ll give your next order.” Lycaon’s ears twitched. “Once the bath is filled, you’re getting in. I don’t care how as long as you get in the bathtub. The only choice I’m giving you is if you want me to help with the process or not. Understood?”

Lycaon stared at him wide eye. Wise waited for a response as the wolf thiren looked between him and the tub. After a while he finally answered while looking down at the floor, avoiding eye contact.

“Yes, Master.”

“Good boy.” Wise moved closer into Lycaon’s personal space. Reaching towards the wolf thiren’s chin so that their gazes meet. “So, do you want my help?”

“N-no, I can handle it myself.” Lycaon sputtered, taking a step back and looks away.

Seeing Lycaon act so shy, Wise felt the urge to tease him but he’ll refrain for now since his boyfriend is complying without protest. Lycaon went to turn off the water and did a final check on the temperature before turning back to look at Wise with a hesitant expression.

Lycaon gripped his arm looking a bit uncomfortable. “Could you please look away as I get ready?”

Wise thought for a moment. He’d really like to see the process for future reference. Although it would be really awkward and embarrassing to have someone stare at you while you strip… wait, is it alright to use a cage while bathing? Better ask just to be sure.

“Sure.” Wise nods. “Do you need the keys to unlock yourself first?”

Lycaon tilted his head in confusion, then shook his head once the question registered. “T-that won’t be necessary!”

“If you say so.” Wise shrugs and turns around.

The logistics of taking a bath is a lot more complicated than Wise expected but he hopes that Lycaon will enjoy this at the end. He still has a lot combing and brushing to go through after the bath.

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Lycaon completely submerged himself in the bathtub as soon as he could. His legs are set aside near the tub and tail hanging out of the side. The water felt surprisingly cool and refreshing. His past experience taking a bath wasn’t exactly pleasant, it was tolerable at best. Emerging to the surface, he could see that Master was still turned away. Thankfully, the thick foam obscures everything in the water, hiding his imperfections and pitiful state.

The wolf thiren is a little anxious not knowing why Master wants him to bathe. Surely, he’s perfectly clean that showering or bathing would be unnecessary. Regardless, he has to follow Master’s orders. So far, he’s been told to stay still a lot so maybe he just has to sit here until Master says he can come out.

“I’m in.”

Wise turns around and chuckles. “It looks like you’ve become one with the bubbles.” Pulling out his phone, he snaps a picture. “Now just relax and let me take care of you.”

Lycaon leaned back, leaving only his head above water, a part of him is relieved that Master isn’t leaving him alone. He can’t explain why, being near Master eases his nerves despite also riling him up at times. When Master mentioned unlocking his cock cage, he desperately wanted to say ‘yes’. He’s still hesitant to ask what he really wants.

Master came close, bringing the shower head with a bottle of shampoo. Without any warning, Master rinsed his tail then lathered it with shampoo. It’s then that Lycaon realized that Master is grooming his tail. He felt a shiver down his spine at the sight of those delicate hands brushing his tail with the upmost care.

Under normal circumstances, Lycaon would have protested Master touching his ungroomed tail. Now he can’t think of any reason to stop what’s happening. It feels nice, remaining tension in his body fades away. He idly moves his arms in the water, feeling the slight drag of his fur as it moved, it feels oddly grounding. It was different from last time, he felt like drowning in hot shallow water back then.

“Lycaon, can you flip around? I can’t reach some of your tail at this angle.” Wise scrutinizes the tub. “Or just turn to the side if that’s too hard to do.”

With some effort Lycaon managed to turn around, however keeping his head afloat became difficult, especially without legs so he held onto the edge of the tub. Unfortunately, he can’t see Master this way without craning his neck.

Suddenly, Lycaon felt a jolt of pleasure from his tail, his breath hitched.

Wise stopped moving. “Am I being too rough?”

It takes Lycaon a moment to register the question. “N-no.”

“Hmmm… well, you don’t have to hold back your voice. It’ll be easier to tell if I do anything wrong or not that way.” Wise lightly tugs the base of the tail, making Lycaon groan. “I guess that’s a good reaction?” He mumbled under his breath before continuing.

Embarrassment washed over him, the touches on his tail have increased, skyrocketing his arousal. The cage constricts his cock but it does nothing to tamper the burning desires he has. Unlike earlier when Master was just touching his tail fur, now he’s touching his actual tail and massaging it gently. The continuous stimulation makes it hard for him to stay quiet. Despite what Master said, he didn’t want to make any obscene noises. He managed to keep his mouth shut, so only grunts and groans escape him.

Lycaon is conflicted. He wants Master to touch him more firmly but if that happens, he’ll lose his mind and start saying outrageous things. Indecent thoughts are invading his mind, it wouldn’t take much until his reason snaps. Master has stopped kneading his tail, merely brushing it rhythmically in long strokes. It doesn’t dampen the pleasure he feels.

“I’m going to wring your tail so brace yourself.” Wise warned.

Lycaon’s grip on the tub tightens, expecting it to hurt a bit. Instead, the tight squeeze of Master’s hands slowly dragging from the base of his tail to the tip felt so pleasurable it almost made him moan out loud but he turned it into a deep groan. Master did that a few times before stopping but it wasn’t enough, he wanted more.

“I need to rinse off the suds first, then I’ll wring your tail again.” Wise sprays the tail. “After that you can flip back and I’ll work on your hair.”

The wolf thiren is in a daze. His resolve is crumbling. He can’t recall the reasons he wants to keep the contraption preventing his release. The thought of Master’s touch and need to cum dominate his mind. When Master wrung his tail again, another wave of pleasure crashed though him with nowhere to go.

“There, all done!” Wise said at the last wring of the tail. “Now you can flip back.”

Lycaon didn’t move. If he turned back now, he’d touch himself despite knowing how futile it is. He needs Master’s permission to unlock the cage but he can’t think of what words to say. The sensation of fingers combing through his hair made him open his eye, Master was standing in front of him.

“Do you need a moment?” Wise says softly.

“Master.” Lycaon whined. “Please let me cum.”

Wise blinks. “Like, right now?” He facepalmed. “Actually, forget I said that.” He sighs and grabbed Lycaon’s chin. “Have you been good, Lycaon? Are you deserving of such a lofty reward?” His eyes are sharp and serious, promising that any answer that isn’t the correct one will have dire consequences.

Echoes of a similar questions flitted though Lycaon’s mind. There is only one correct answer.

“Yes.”

Wise smirks. “Alright.” He gave Lycaon a scritch. “I’ll give you the keys once you flip over.”

Incentive given, Lycaon swiftly flipped over, causing some water to splash out of the tub.

Wise moved to the side of the bathtub, sitting on the edge. “Now, just to make things clear, you can’t cum yet until I tell you.” He pulled out the keys from his back pocket. “Once you unlock the chastity device, hand it over and keep your hands above water. Understood?”

Heat pooled in Lycaon’s lower half at being denied immediate release. His fantasy is turning to reality, he wonders once more if he’s dreaming.

“Yes, Master.”

Lycaon took the keys, unlocking the cock cage. He felt his cock harden fast and resisted the urge to stroke himself. When Master held the cock cage, he looked at it with unmasked curiosity and fiddled with it for a while, that made the wolf thiren squirm imagining that it was his cock being touched instead. He places his hands on the sides of the tub to prevent his hands from wandering. The proxy dropped the cage once he was done inspecting it.

“Okay, now close your eye. I want to try something and it should be more effective if you lack sight.”

Lycaon closed his eye, wondering what Master is going to do. He could hear Master move behind him, suddenly he felt water showering him. It was then that he remembered that Master said he was going to wash his hair. He shivered in anticipation for Master’s touch. Instead of fingers combing his hair, he was surprised of the hands on his jaw, steadily angling his head back to bare his neck, resting his head on the edge of the tub.

“Did you know that you’ve been constantly growling today?” Wise says right beside Lycaon’s ear.

“No?” Lycaon answered confused. He has no reason to growl at Master.

“Maybe growling isn’t the right term. It’s lighter than a normal growl, kind of like a cat’s purr.” Wise’s hands trail down along Lycaon’s neck. “You’re doing it right now.”

Lycaon’s face flushed as he could feel the vibrations of the sound Master is talking about. He stopped the growling immediately. He felt mortified that he’s been doing that unconsciously all day.

Wise laughs. “I had a feeling you’d do that.” His fingers splayed out around the collarbone. “Oh well, I’m sure I can draw it out of you again.”

Lycaon can keenly feel Master’s hands as they trailed across his shoulders, to the back of his neck, then towards his chest. Every drag of those fingers across his body made his skin feel hot. Nobody has ever touched him like this before and now he wants those hands to touch him everywhere.

“We should eat dinner after this.” Wise said as his hands are exploring Lycaon’s chest. “Since I made breakfast, it’s your turn to cook.”

“Of course, Mas- Aah~” Lycaon answer was cut off with a moan.

The proxy’s fingers stumbled upon one of the wolf thiren’s nipples. Seeing the visceral reaction it caused, Wise searched for the other one and pinched it lightly, drawing out another moan. His fingers circle around the nipples for a while, then rubbed them simultaneously.

Lycaon arched his back leaning into the touch. It felt intense and electrifying. His hips buck unconsciously, seeking friction for his neglected cock. He felt an orgasm fast approaching but holds it back since he hasn’t gotten permission yet.

“Ngh~ Ma-master.” Lycaon pants. “I-if you keep- Ahn~ keep doing that. I’ll- Ah! Cum!”

Wise stopped his ministrations. “Oh, you’re already close?”

Winding down from the intense stimulation, Lycaon took a shaky breath. “Yes.”

“Well, that was quick.” Wise’s finger circled lazily around the right nipple. “Are you always this easy?”

An intoxicating mix of shame and arousal welled up within Lycaon. “No. I’m usually mo-“ His words trailed off into a whimper as the finger grazed his nipple.

“No? Even though you’re on the edge just from having your chest being fondled?” Wise’s left hand gently squeezed Lycaon’s pec, rubbing his palm against the nipple. The wolf thiren whined. “I’m not even doing much.”

“That’s because-” Lycaon stopped mid-sentence, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Wise grazed his nipple again. “Because?”

“B-because it’s you.” Lycaon whimpered.

“Hmmm, is that so.” Wise paused for a moment. Hands disappearing off to somewhere before they came back feeling slick. “I guess we’ll see about that.”

Thumbs pressed down on Lycaon’s nipples, making him yelp. Then fingers pinched them and rolled them around roughly, unlike the previously gentle rubbing. The onslaught of pleasure made him tremble and he could feel himself teetering towards the edge. Holding back felt like a losing battle against such rapid stimulation.

“Too- Aah~ it’s too much.” Lycaon grips the tub tightly, hoping it will help him hold off his incoming orgasm. “Master, I- Ngh~ please, I c-can’t-“

“It’s okay. You can cum.” Wise says calmly as his finger twist both nipples.

Permission given, Lycaon let go. The orgasm hit him hard. His mind blanked out as cum came pouring out of his cock in the bathwater were nobody can see. He felt high from the bliss of release.

“Master.” Lycaon called out deliriously.

Wise gently caresses the wolf thiren’s chin. “Yes?”

Lycaon nuzzled into the touch. “I love you.” He mumbled, then lost consciousness.

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With Lycaon seemingly passed out, Wise drained the bathtub as he continued what he started. Now with more access to the wolf thiren’s body, he might as well soap up everything.

This wasn’t how he expected bathing Lycaon would turn out. Wise underestimated the effect he has on his own boyfriend. Granted he should’ve suspected that any scenario involving bathing with romantic partners would trigger arousal to some extent. Naively, he thought that the calming scent of lavender could counteract any sort of excitement the situation presented.

Washing Lycaon’s tail was also more of a chore than he expected. The sheer volume of it never really registered for him, being a tail and all. He suspects that tail could knock out etherials if it wasn’t so fluffy in its natural state. Now he understands why Lycaon goes to the Salon for tail grooming instead of doing it himself. He hasn’t even reached the drying process yet, although he’s actually looking forward to it, the process must be tedious as the owner of such a high maintenance tail.

Wise did quick work of washing up Lycaon’s body, even though he couldn’t reach his backside. Despite being pliant, the wolf thiren is considerably too heavy for the feeble proxy to move around. Amusingly, he could hear his boyfriend growling steadily. As he reached the lower half of Lycaon’s body he paused, staring at the somehow erect penis. From what he could tell, it mostly looks like a regular penis but with an extra set of balls that’s probably a knot.

Curious, Wise slowly wrapped his hand around the appendage, it throbbed and Lycaon’s breath hitched. As much as he’d like his boyfriend to make cute noises again, it doesn’t feel right to give an unsolicited hand job to an unconscious partner. So, he let go, then moved on to wash the thighs. After another spray of water which made Wise feel like he’s watering his boyfriend like a plant, he finally works on his hair.

It's a shame that Lycaon isn’t all there to feel his hair being washed. Wise thought it would be a nice intimate gesture. Perhaps being a thiren, washing the tail is more intimate? At least he’s finally relaxed. Wise just hopes the wolf thiren won’t be out for too long, because there was no way he can take him out of the tub.

Once Wise was completely done washing Lycaon’s hair, he began the drying process. Thankfully, Lycaon’s towel and hair dryer work really well making things easier for the proxy. The wolf thiren was still out of commission by the time he was moderately dry. Unsure of what else to do, Wise took a fresh big towel, tucking his boyfriend’s body with it like a blanket. The lack of legs actually makes it easier to cover his whole body. He took a picture since it was a weirdly cute sight.

With everything done, Wise finally took a quick shower and hung up his soaking clothes. Being in a mischievous mood he took the t-shirt Lycaon wore from the hamper and took out a fresh set for his boyfriend to wear. When thinking of what to do until Lycaon wakes up, he figured he check out his boyfriend’s legs while they were still unattached. He’ll just browse inter-knot if his boyfriend is still out by then.

Lycaon came to feeling warm and fuzzy. He can’t recall a time he felt so relaxed. As he recalls what happened, he quickly sat up and realized he was still inside the bathtub, which was oddly dry now. In fact, he was mostly dry and a towel was covering him for some reason. Scanning his surroundings, he spots his lover sitting on the floor next to his legs, that have relocated to the opposite side of where he left them. Confused, he asked the first question that came to mind.

“Wise, why are you on the floor?”

Wise stood, pocketing his phone and quickly moved behind Lycaon, toweling his back. “I was just waiting for you to get up since you passed out after climaxing.”

Lycaon’s face burned up. Memories of the things that happened before he passed out came rushing in, leaving him mortified. He must have been out of his mind to act so indecently. Heat of the hair dryer blew on his back, snapping him out of his thoughts before he could spiral. Looking over his shoulder, Wise seems unbothered as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. Seeing his lover being nonchalant calmed him down.

“Okay, that should do for your back.” Wise pats Lycaon’s back. “Do you want me to dry your butt?” The wolf thiren gave him an utterly scandalized look. The proxy laughs. “I see you’re mostly back to your usual self.” He hands over the hair dryer. “I’ll go and give you some privacy.”

Without waiting for an answer, Wise left the bathroom. Lycaon sighed in relief, now he has some time to himself to gather his thoughts. The foggy feeling of elation no longer clouded his mind and he can think clearly. Hair dryer in his hand, he proceeded to fully dry his lower half just to have something to do.

While Lycaon remembers everything quite well, he can’t recall some of the finer details. Things like time which he usually keeps in check is completely absent from his memory but he can recall everything that actually happened, even if he’s baffled by his own thoughts at the time.

What surprised Lycaon more than his own actions is how Wise reacted to everything. Not once could he recall his beloved being uncomfortable or disgusted by his behavior. In fact, every order the proxy gave him was a way to indulge him while also forcing him to be taken care of. It warms his heart to know how much Wise cares for him.

When Lycaon finally got out of the bathtub, he found a fresh set of clothes laid out for him nearby. It was an oversized grey t-shirt, black cargo shorts and a pair of his boxer briefs. He flushed, remembering how he soiled his last pair of underwear. The damage was minimal but he noticed it even in his airheaded state.

Fully dressed and legs attached, Lycaon set off to find where his lover went. Wise was in the living room, lounging on the couch. He hadn’t noticed it earlier but seeing his beloved drowning in his shirt awoke something possessive in him. Tamping down the urge to scoop up his lover, he sat down next to him.

Lycaon cleared his throat. “Did you not bring any spare clothing?”

“I did but they’re all long sleeved.” Wise flashed him a teasing smile. “I figured it’d be better to use something with shorter sleeves for the night since we’ll be sleeping together.”

Despite knowing perfectly well what Wise meant, Lycaon flustered. In all the chaos, he’d completely forgotten about the sleeping arrangement they agreed upon. It was one of the main reasons he bought the cock cage.

“Right.” Lycaon looked away. “I’ll need to wear the chastity device before going to bed.”

“Oh, I confiscated that thing and you won’t be wearing it again while I’m here.”

Lycaon looked back at his lover in shock. “Why?”

“Well, it’s mostly out of curiosity.” Wise assumed his thinking pose. “You were kind of… dense when I started ordering you around. You spaced out a lot and weren’t as observant as you usually are. So, I wanted to see if you’d get like that without wearing the device.”

That does sound accurate to what Lycaon remembers. However, he thinks it’s a bad idea to discard the cock cage completely.

“But if that’s the case, it shouldn’t be a problem if I use it to sleep.” Lycaon looks down at his lap, unable to retain eye contact. “I’m afraid I’ll gain an erection if we were to sleep together.”

“That won’t be a problem since I’m also curious how easily I turn you on. If you do get hard.” Wise tilts Lycaon’s head up by the chin. “We’ll just have to take care of it, don’t we?” He smiled. “Or not.” He shrugs. “Ignoring it is an option I’ll let you take.”

Lycaon protests. “I can’t possibly-“ Wise boops his nose.

“You’re forgetting something, Lycaon.” Wise leans back and crosses his arms. “I’m in charge so whatever I say goes, regardless of your opinion. Unless you say the word, I’m totally abusing my authority while I still have it.” He smiles smugly.

Stunned, Lycaon stares at his lover trying to process what he said. It finally dawned on him that even though Wise has unlocked his cage, the proxy will continue to give Lycaon “orders” for the whole weekend unless he uses the safeword. He’s not sure how to feel about this development.

Wise clapped. “Well, since we got that covered. Why don’t you go and start preparing dinner?”

“Ah, yes.” Lycaon stood. “Is there anything in particular you want to eat?”

“Hmmm… anything you like would be fine.” Wise ponders for a moment. “I’d like something sweet with chocolate for dessert.”

“Very well.” Lycaon gave a small bow. “I shall prepare dinner promptly.”

Glad to have something to do, Lycaon swiftly went to the kitchen. Ignoring his impending crisis, he focused on fulfilling his task. Fortunately, he had already prepared many things for the occasion and had the perfect cake to serve for dessert. For the main dish, he was slightly conflicted on what to cook.

Being told specifically to make something he liked felt… odd. Lycaon is used to his clients asking for food recommendations but this is completely different. If for some reason his beloved didn’t like the dish he made, it would be somewhat devastating. After much contemplation he decided to make steak as a safe option.

As Lycaon was mashing potatoes, Wise’s voice called out.

“Hey, Lycaon. Can we eat in the living room?”

Lycaon couldn’t help but chuckle at his lover’s antics. Even with all the posturing of being in control, Wise still constantly asks for his opinion instead of outright demanding things when he’s unsure.

“Yes, we can. I’ll bring over the meal once it’s ready.”

“Great!”

When Lycaon had some spare time waiting for the perfect meat temperature to start cooking, his mind wondered if there was a way to persuade Wise in letting him use the cock cage to sleep. Just thinking of the options he was given makes him squirm, since it’s highly likely things will come to that if he can’t wear the cage. He’s not sure if he’s mentally prepared for such a scenario. He’d likely let Wise do anything to him without actually choosing.

There was also the fear of intimidating his lover. While Wise has shown that he has no issue with Lycaon being aroused around him, he might change his mind after actually seeing his cock hard. He was lucky that bubbles hid everything that going on in the bathtub. It might be a moot point since the proxy has seen him completely naked and made no comments about his body but he’d like to avoid making more pathetic displays.

Shoving those thoughts to the back of his mind, Lycaon continued cooking.

Wise laid on the sofa, feeling exhaustion seeping into his bones. Perhaps insisting on washing a large wolf thiren with his own two hands was a bad idea. Not that he regrets it but maybe if he stuck to just the tail and hair, he wouldn’t be so low on energy now. Who was he kidding? As if he’d pass up the opportunity to touch his boyfriend’s body, even if it was just to wash him.

After helping(?) Lycaon get off, Wise has been entertaining the idea of doing it again, possibly without logistical issues afterward. Seeing Lycaon writhe in pleasure filled him with a sense of glee. It might be too soon but if his boyfriend really does get riled up so easily, he’d like to actually see it happen.

When Lycaon came with their dinner and placed them on the coffee table, Wise reluctantly sat up and slid down to sit on the plush rug. The wolf thiren followed suit sitting right next to him, barely any distance between them, tail curling around him. Wise eyed his boyfriend curiously, hands automatically petting the tail on his lap.

Lycaon coughed into his fist bashfully. “If it’s permissible, I would like to feed you this evening.”

“Sure.” Wise smiled. “I’d like that.”

Dinner consists of Steak with mash potatoes and sauté mushrooms. The steak looked a little different than usual. As Lycaon elegantly cut up the steak, Wise saw that the meat in the middle is slightly pink. Huh, he’s never tried medium rare steak before. It has always been well done when Lycaon cooked him steak. Maybe his boyfriend’s preference is on the rare side.

When the wolf thiren finally offered him a bite of meat, he made sure to say “Aaaah.” As he took it. Upon chewing, he squealed in delight.

“Wow, this is so good!” Wise said in awe. “How come it tastes different from your other steaks?”

For some reason Lycaon looked flustered. “Ah, um, well, that’s because I used venison instead of beef.”

Wise tilts his head. “What’s venison?”

“Deer meat.” Lycaon offered another bite of meat.

The conversation died and Lycaon continued to feed him. After a while, Wise noticed that his boyfriend keeps feeding him without eating himself. He considered pointing it out but the wriggling tail on his lap and a familiar low growl made him stay quiet. It appears that serving him does make his boyfriend really happy. Well, as long as he doesn’t ignore his own needs it should be fine.

Dinner was a wonderful yet trying affair. Lycaon got to be closer and attend to his lover more than he usually dared himself to. Wise enjoyed everything he made, a lot more than he expected. Although, some of the sounds his beloved use to express how much he liked the food was a bit much. It made it hard to tamp down his creeping arousal.

This wasn’t exactly the first time he heard his lover made those sounds when eating but it’s beginning to affect him more. Eating his own portion of dinner wasn’t any easier with Wise leaning on him while hugging his tail throughout the meal. Adding to that, his lover showered his tail with compliments that turned into a ramble about long hair/fur maintenance.

Lycaon has no idea what prompted it but hearing Wise say that his tail is luscious, beautiful, silky, smooth and soft struck him. His body reacted and he felt hot like he’s about to combust. Luckily, his wagging tail distracted the proxy enough to make the rest of his reactions unnoticeable. He somehow managed to compose himself by the time he finished his meal, retreating to the kitchen with all the plates.

Lycaon stalled by washing the dishes before pulling out the dessert, chocolate roll cake. Not wanting any for himself he only took one plate for his beloved. Wise was back on the sofa looking deep in thought until he noticed Lycaon approaching.

“Are you going to feed me dessert too?” Wise says teasingly.

Lycaon nods. “If you don’t mind.”

Wise eyed the plate. “Sure.” He points at the other end of the sofa. “Go sit over there.”

Slightly confused, Lycaon obliged. Once he was seated, Wise flopped down, head resting on his lap. The wolf thiren froze, unsure of what to do. After a moment of stillness, Wise spoke up.

“Well? What are you waiting for?”

“L-like this?” Lycaon stuttered.

Wise rolled his eyes. “Yeah, like this.”

Lycaon proceeded to feed Wise the cake. He can’t tell if the proxy is simply getting bolder due to everything they did during the day or if he’s actively trying to rile him up. Either way, it’s clear that he needs the cock cage back. He’ll just need to wear it at night and go back to restraining himself the old fashion way during the day to prevent more impaired judgement.

When all the dessert was finished, Wise didn’t move and closed his eyes, content in using the wolf thiren’s lap as a pillow. Hesitantly, Lycaon ran his fingers through his lover’s hair. He took a deep breath, bracing for the impending ire he’s about to incur.

“Master, can I… can I please use the chastity device tonight?”

Wise opened his eyes. “You’re awfully attached to that thing. Why is that?” His voice is eerily calm.

“I just think it’s a…” Lycaon’s voice trailed off as he thought of the best word to use. “Convenient tool to use.”

“Convenient?” Wise raised a brow. “Convenient for you or me?”

Lycaon stayed quiet for a while until he turned away and finally answered. “For me.” His voice is low but steady.

“Well, at least you admit that.” Wise sighs. “You do realize that you’re asking to go against my wishes, don’t you?”

“No! That’s not the case.” Lycaon looked down, panicked. “I’m merely asking for your permission. You can simply reject it if that’s what you want.” He explains in a hurry.

“So, if I tell you no, you’ll drop this subject?” Wise asked, sounding genuinely curious.

Lycaon nods. “Yes.”

“I’ll think about it.” Wise closed his eyes and crossed his arms. “Tell when 10 minutes pass, I’ll have my answer by then.”

Waiting somehow felt worse than an outright rejection. Lycaon had expected to be scolded or at worst another outburst of Wise being upset. Perhaps he shouldn’t have brought it up and just deal with whatever happens. The uncertainly of it all is making him anxious. It feels like time is moving agonizingly slowly.

“It’s been 10 minutes.” Lycaon announces right on the dot.

Wise gets up and stands in front of Lycaon, hands on his hips. “Since you’ve been so adamant about using that thing tonight, I’ll give back the chastity device with some caveats so listen carefully.” Lycaon sat up straight, his ears perk up. “If you don’t use it like I wanted, as a reward I’ll do whatever you want tomorrow.” He pauses to let the words sink in. “If you do use it, as punishment I’ll be very mean tomorrow.” Another pause, then he points at Lycaon. “Stay. I’ll go get the thing.”

Wise goes away, leaving Lycaon to digest all that information. He’s already made his decision but the conditions did intrigue him. Knowing Wise, his boyfriend probably already knows his choice, it’s not like he’s been subtle. There’s no reward that can change his mind and punishment is a fair price to pay for going against what his lover wants when given the choice to do so.

When Wise came back with the chastity device, he handed it over to Lycaon. “Do you have any questions?”

Curious about the possibilities, Lycaon asks. “For the reward, would you grant it if I asked for a kiss?”

“Of course.” Wise’s face scrunched up in confusion. “You can kiss me anytime though. Why bother using a special pass for something I’d do willingly anyway?”

“Oh.” Lycaon stared dumbfounded. He never really asked since he assumed that Wise wouldn’t like it.

“Got any other questions? Cause I’m sleeping early tonight.” Wise yawned.

“In regards of the punishment, what does ‘be very mean’ actually entail?” Lycaon inquired.

“My dear Lycaon.” Wise cupped Lycaon’s face. “It means I’ll no longer be nice. I’m going to discipline you for misbehaving. You won’t be allowed to leave the bed without permission and I won’t unlock your cage no matter how sweetly you beg.” He stepped back. “Not that you’d have to worry about that, right?” The proxy smile sweetly.

Lycaon couldn’t speak. His whole body feels hot and his throat felt dry. Surely that’s just a bluff. A threat to dissuade him from picking the ‘wrong’ choice. Wise is too nice to be actually mean even when he’s angry. But the way spoke just now was nothing like the Wise he knew. Sure, his lover can act pretty convincingly when he wants to but that doesn’t mean-

“Huh, well, I’m going to bed.” Wise’s voice snapped Lycaon out of his thoughts. “Just be sure to make a choice you won’t regret.” He yawns.

Wise left, leaving Lycaon alone to seriously think about what he’s going to do.

In the bedroom, Wise figures he has a few minutes to himself. While he’s actually tired, he’s not really sleepy. He’ll just do some quick research and when Lycaon’s ready for bed, he’ll try to sleep. Wanting to prepared for the aftermath that tomorrow may bring, Wise texts Rina for a favor.

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Working with the basis that Wise was completely serious, Lycaon had to reconsider due to the possible consequences of his choice. His plan of only using the cock cage to sleep is no longer feasible. Just recalling his lover’s words on what punishment would entail, delivered in an enticing tone as if it were poisoned honey, made him shudder.

Lycaon tried to recall how this all started, this morning felt like such a long time ago with everything that’s happened. He was supposed to redeem himself for being such a deviant. For whatever reason, Wise doesn’t think it’s a problem and wants him to… deal with it? Honestly, he has no idea why his beloved is less troubled than he is about his lecherous body.

“Are you always this easy?”

The words rang out clearly in Lycaon’s mind. His face burned remembering everything Wise said to him. It was then that Lycaon realized 2 things: 1. He’s sporting an erection purely from the thought of his lover’s words, not even imagining what happened. 2. He can’t comply with Wise’s wish because he doesn’t deserve a reward for being such a degenerate.

His beloved had been generous, always giving him choices and chances to avoid any real consequence. Even now he was given a choice with drastically different outcomes. It was time he actually faced punishment and if it somehow breaks the relationship, he’s just not worth keeping.

It took Lycaon a long time for his erection to subside and finally locked his cock away. He hopes that Wise won’t be mad right away. When the wolf thiren entered the bedroom, he saw that his lover was still awake, using his phone. Not wanting an immediate confrontation, he moves silently to the left side of the bed. Sitting down, he looked back to find that Wise was watching him.

Hesitantly, Lycaon asked. “Should I… inform you of my decision?”

Wise let out a deep sigh. “Just get in and give me my overdue snuggles. I’m the little spoon.” He laid down, turning away.

Lycaon turned back, slowly detached his legs and finally got in bed to embrace his lover. His body shuddered as he inhaled, Wise’s scent was mixed with his own, it’s intoxicating. The effect was immediate, his cock struggled to harden, causing a bout of discomfort he’s now familiar with. It reminds him that he’s made the right choice.

“Are you mad?” Lycaon whispered.

Wise took his hand, intertwining their fingers. “I’m not mad.” His thumb rubs gently. “I can’t even say I’m disappointed.”

Lycaon’s hand gave a small squeeze. “Then… how are you feeling?”

“Hmmm… I guess I’m feeling resigned.” Wise answered in a neutral tone.

Lycaon slightly tightened his embrace. “I’m sorry.” He feels guilty for causing so much trouble.

“It’s fine. I gave you options for a reason. Don’t worry about it and sleep. We have a long day ahead of us.” Wise yawned. “Goodnight, Lycaon.”

“Goodnight.” Feeling bold, Lycaon kissed the top of Wise’s head. “I love you.”

Not expecting an answer, he was surprised when Wise squeezed his hand.

“M-me too.” Wise’s voice was so low, Lycaon would have missed it if it weren’t for his keen hearing.

Lycaon’s heart burst with joy.

Wise rarely replied to his proclamations of love, when he does, it’s a “Thank you.” or “I like you too.” delivered with that awkward smile of his. When he asked if his proclamations made him uncomfortable, Wise denied it, saying that he’s just unsure if what he feels could be considered love, looking self-conscious as he explained. Lycaon understood, they were in the early stages of their relationship and he was the one who confessed. So, he stopped saying it frequently, only doing it in rare occasions.

Hearing some form of affirmation, even if Wise didn’t say “I love you.” back, was more than enough. The proxy might never say the words outright but he’s fine with that. Lycaon is certain now that Wise does love him, after all…

“I’m yours.” Lycaon murmured before drifting off to sleep.

The sensation of something pressing against his body aroused Lycaon from sleep. He awoke to find that his lover is lying on top of him. Wise’s head rests on his chest, arms loosely wrapped around his waist. He froze, heart beating wildly that he fears his beloved would wake up from feeling it. When the proxy shifted, Lycaon’s whole body jolts from the sensation. Wise’s leg is slotted between his thighs, pressing against his caged cock.

“Mhm?” Wise slowly blinked his eyes open. “What time is it?” He gets up, arms propped up on the wolf thiren’s stomach. “Oh, it’s already morning.” He looks down at a wide eye Lycaon. “What’s with that look?”

With every move his lover makes, the leg grazes his caged member, stimulating him. With his cock actively struggling to get hard, Lycaon can barely think. He stays still, hoping his arousal wasn’t obvious.

“Uh, umm… well.” Lycaon fumbled. “C-could you please move your leg?”

Wise’s eyes light up. “Of course!” He exclaimed cheerfully.

Instead of moving his leg away, Wise pushed his leg into the wolf thiren’s crotch. Unable to hold back his reaction, his hips bucked, grinding into the leg. He barely started when the leg disappeared. Wise had rolled over back to his side of the bed. Feeling the whiplash of what just happened, Lycaon looked up at his lover in confusion.

Wise got off the bed. “I’ll go grab breakfast.” Stopping at the door, he looks back at Lycaon. “Remember, no getting out of bed.”

Lycaon was left utterly confused. Wise hasn’t turned mean yet… whatever that meant. The heat of arousal still lingers in his gut. Hopefully he can get it down before his beloved comes back. He feels a little frazzled.

Welp, that was an awkward wake up call. Wise didn’t think his teasing would elicit a full-blown reaction first thing in the morning. Isn’t sleep haze a thing? Lycaon did say that wearing the cage makes him constantly horny… does he want to be constantly horny? Wise thought that was the problem. He can’t follow the mental gymnastics his boyfriend jumped through.

The proxy made a bunch of egg and ham sandwiches, cut them in half into triangles, then placed them in a Tupperware container. In the process, he also made a pot of coffee. Wise considered if denying Lycaon morning coffee would be too cruel, he compromised and prepared a cup of tea.

Truthfully, Wise is pretty sure what he’s planning counts as bullying. It’s less punishment, more petty revenge and satiating personal curiosity. He’s been winging things since yesterday and will continue to do so. If things go well, maybe he can take a nice bubble bath tonight. Bathing Lycaon was never in his agenda, things just turned out that way.

Wise found a serving tray, using it to carry their simple breakfast along with the coffee and tea. Eating breakfast in bed was a quick and quiet ordeal as Wise said there would be no talking, Lycaon complied without protest. There was tension in the air, suspense on what comes after. When Wise finished taking care of the dishes, he went back to the bedroom with a couple of bottles of water, placing them on the bedside table nearest to Lycaon. The proxy sat on the edge of the bed, facing his boyfriend.

“Drink this.” Wise hands Lycaon a bottle. “Before we really start, we need to talk. I’ll ask some questions and you have to answer them honestly.”

Lycaon took the bottle. “Wise, I would never lie to you.” He says adamantly.

“Oh, I know you won’t lie. I just know that you’d hide things from me if you think I don’t need to know.” Wise smirks. “Try not to be too vague with your answers.” He gestures to the bottle. “Go on, drink up. You should stay hydrated.”

Lycaon’s ears flattened. He opened the bottle and started to drink the water, that’s when Wise struck with his first question.

“So, how much sexual experience do you actually have?”

Lycaon chocked on the water, coughing for a moment, then looked at Wise in shock. “What?”

“You heard me the first time. I won’t repeat myself.” Wise placed a hand on his chin. “Surely, that was a pretty simple question.”

“Well, I…” Lycaon hesitated for a moment. “I suppose I have moderate experience.”

Wise frowned. “That’s extremely vague. I need more details.”

Lycaon turned away, taking a sip of water. “I’ve had a… number of one night stands back in the day.”

“No romantic partners?” Wise inquired.

“No.” Lycaon said firmly.

“Huh, that explains some things.” Wise mumbled to himself. Lycaon looked at him questioningly but he ignored it. “Is there anything in particular that you don’t like to do during sex?”

Lycaon thought for a moment. “I don’t think so.”

Wise squinted at him but carries on. “Do you have any kinks?”

The wolf thiren slowly finished the bottle of water. Looking down for a long while before finally answering. “I… like being praised.”

Wise held back in saying the obvious. “Is there anything else?”

Lycaon looks conflicted and avoided eye contact. “I’m… not sure.”

Wise think there’s more to that but he’ll let it slide. It’s entirely possible that his idiot (affectionate) of a boyfriend doesn’t fully realize some of the kinks he has.

“Do you actually like wearing that chastity device?” Wise blatantly points at Lycaon’s crotch.

For some reason, Lycaon closed his upper legs, making him wince. “No, it’s just practical.”

Wise lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Alright, here’s the last question. Have you ever thought about fucking me?”

“NO!” Lycaon looked at him horrified.

The wolf thiren answered so strongly that Wise would have felt offended if he actually cared about being physically desired. As it stands, it makes him feel more at ease. Any lingering doubts he had has been washed away. Now he has enough information to proceed.

“Okay, that’s all I needed to know.” Wise nods. “If there’s anything you’d like to say, speak up now.”

Lycaon hesitated. “What… exactly is my punishment?”

“I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise. You’ll be following my orders regardless.” Wise smiles at Lycaon’s pout. “Just remember to use your words if things become too much and we should be fine. Is there anything else?”

The wolf thiren stared at his mechanical legs that are right where he left them beside the bed. There was a complicated expression on his face that Wise couldn’t decipher. When he turned to look at the proxy, he opened his mouth but closed it before saying anything and shook his head.

“That’s it.” Lycaon’s eye flared with determination. “I’m ready.”

Well, whatever he was going to say, he’s lost his chance to speak now. Wise stood up, going to his side of the bed. He took out a white dress shirt from his duffle bag, walked to the door, then turned around. Lycaon had stayed in place, awaiting orders patiently.

“I’m going to change.” Wise pointed at the foot of the bed. “Be ready at the center, fully naked by the time I get back.”

Orders given, Wise left to go to the bathroom. He wonders if Lycaon would really be ready when he comes back. Surely, his boyfriend could catch on to what he has planned based on his questions and order to strip. It’s also possible he’s already gone down under a bit to really think about anything clearly.

When Wise returned, he was amused to see that Lycaon did as he was told but hid his entire lower half with his tail as he held it down. With his fluffy shield, nothing indecent can be seen. Wise snapped a couple of pictures, to the wolf thiren’s embarrassment.

Wise coos. “Awww, there’s no need to be shy. I’ve already seen everything anyway.” Lycaon squirmed, head hung down but didn’t move his tail. “Tail behind your back, Pup.” Wise ordered sternly.

Lycaon flinched, then complied, tail thumping behind him. Wise stood in front of his boyfriend, taking a good look at his state. With his thighs pressed together, the slight twitching of the caged dick is very visible. Maybe Wise is remembering things wrong but those testicles look kind of bigger than they were yesterday. Lycaon began to whimper after a while of staring.

Wise looked him in the eye. “Oh? Are you that eager to get your punishment?”

Lycaon’s eye widen. “N-no, t-that’s-“

“Hush, Pup.” Wise stepped in closer, tugging on Lycaon’s ear. “If all you’re going to spout is excuses, then keep your mouth shut.” His free hand trailed down Lycaon’s throat. “Or maybe you should speak in barks like the unruly pup that you are.”

The wolf thiren whined loudly, tail thumping. Yep, he totally likes being talked down to. Wise figured as much with how his boyfriend reacted last night. They’re going to have so much fun. The proxy laughs airily upon his discovery.

“Perhaps another time.” Wise tilts Lycaon’s head up by his chin. “You’re still going to have your big boy words today.”

The proxy took a step back, continuing to stare at his boyfriend’s body. He didn’t get a good look back when he bathed the wolf thiren, too busy getting it done quickly. Now that he’s actually paying attention, he could see some scars across his body but nothing major. Although surprisingly, he can’t find any other area that has black fur like the tips of his ears and hair. Are they highlights? Or is it just a head hair thing?

Wise moved his attention back to Lycaon’s crotch… no black hair either. Oh well, that will remain a mystery for now. Just like how he doesn’t know how his boyfriend lost his legs. Thinking of mysterious things about his boyfriend, he stares intently at the chastity device. He kneels down, eye level to the crotch.

“Spread out your thighs.”

Wise sees the cage twitch at his command. Lycaon opened his thighs slowly, body leaning back with the support of his hands. Still completely white fur down there too. The longer he looks at the cage up close, the more impractical it seems, despite what Lycaon says. He touches the round tip of the urethra plug, wondering what it’s supposed to do. He only found out the name before stopping his internet search.

“Ah!” Lycaon gasps.

Curious, Wise lightly pulls the plug. Lycaon moans, his entire body shaking. Okay, it seriously can’t be this easy to turn someone on, can it? He’s barely doing anything! It’s not really a problem but something feels off. Eyeing the cage suspiciously, he decides to pull the plug out.

“D-don’t pull i-it out.” Lycaon stuttered.

“Excuse me?” Wise stopped, looking up at Lycaon. “Did you just tell me what to do?” His eyes narrow.

“No! That’s not- Ngh~” Lycaon got cut off when Wise shoved the plug back in. “I’m s-sorry.” He whimpered.

“That’s what I thought.” Wise huffed.

He made sure to pull the plug out extra slowly. Wise watched in fascination as Lycaon moaned and whined throughout the process. The wolf thiren’s body looked like it was straining to stay still. Huh, maybe his boyfriend just has a very sensitive tip? That would make the plug very counterproductive for a chastity device. Once the plug was finally out, a drool of precum came pouring out.

“Well, aren’t you a leaky pup.” Wise touched the liquid that pooled on the bed. “If you were wearing pants, this would’ve soaked right through.”

Lycaon’s breath hitched. “I’m sorry.” He hiccupped.

“Hm?” Wise stood up. “What are you sorry for?” He’s genuinely confused.

Lycaon faced away. “I’m sorry for *hic* for being *hic* so pathetic.” His voice trembles.

Oh god, he’s about to cry! For the wrong reasons! Defuse! Defuse! Wise cupped Lycaon’s face to look at him, his eye is already watering. Not sure if he should push further or pull back, Wise stalled.

“What’s pathetic?” Wise questions softly.

“Getting aroused by you!” Lycaon wailed.

Wise’s brain shut down. Yeah, no, none of that makes sense. What the fuck was that supposed to mean?

“What the fuck does that mean?” Wise ended up blurting out.

“You don’t want sex, so I shouldn’t either.” Lycaon sniffles. “It’s bad that I get aroused just thinking of you.”

That’s the sweetest fucked up thing Wise has ever heard. He needs to pull the breaks and have a serious chat.

Wise’s expression turned serious. “I’m using Yellow now, do you understand?”

Lycaon face scrunched up. “A break?”

“That’s right, a break.” Wise nods.

“Are you okay?” Lycaon asks concerned.

“I’m emotionally devastated but it’ll be okay.” Wise kissed Lycaon’s forehead.

Wise got on the bed, sat behind Lycaon, leaning against him and hugging his tail.

Lycaon is at a loss on what to do. His mind has somewhat cleared up and he’s pretty sure whatever made Wise use the safeword is his fault. It happened right after he confessed about his pathetic actions. They’ve been sitting in silence for quite a while. He can’t bring himself to speak up.

“You know.” Wise began speaking. “I always thought that if I ever got into a relationship and compatibility issues arise it would look a lot different than this.”

“What would’ve happened?” Lycaon asked, wondering what his lover was thinking.

“Oh, the usual, at some point they’d pester me to ‘put out’ that the relationship inevitably implodes.” Wise let out a hollow laugh. “This is like the complete opposite of that but it somehow feels worse.”

Lycaon doesn’t understand. “What do you mean?”

“It means that it hurts me to see you torturing yourself over something that isn’t true.” Wise sighs. “Maybe you’ll understand if I put it this way: How would you feel if I keep asking you to have sex with me even though you know I’ll hate it, but I keep pushing it because I think that’s what I should do to keep this relationship?”

Lycaon growled aggressively at the thought. “You never have to force yourself to do something in order to keep me.” He assures his lover.

Wise chuckles. “I know. That’s what I’m telling you now.” He moves, releasing the tail. “Hey Lycaon, lie down.”

Not really thinking, Lycaon lies down, his head lands on something firm. Wise looks down on him with a sad smile. Oh, he’s on his beloved’s lap. Fingers card through his hair, it feels nice.

“Maybe I explained things too late and the words haven’t sink in yet. I should’ve been more upfront with you rather than playing games.” Wise gave Lycaon a scritch beneath his ear. “Do you know what I want?”

Lycaon nuzzled into Wise’s touch. “No.” He feels warm and floaty.

“I want to make you feel good.” Wise rubbed his chin. “Get you to make all sorts of sounds. Then make you forget everything that troubles you.”

“But what about you?” Lycaon look Wise in the eye. “I can’t make you feel good.” He whined.

“That’s not true.” Wise ruffles his hair. “I feel good just looking at you feel good.” He frowns. “That sounded weird.” He mumbles. “Anyway, seeing you happy makes me happy.”

Lycaon ponders those words for a moment. That’s what he feels. If Wise is happy, he’s also happy. Seeing Wise sad makes him sad. Wise wants to make him feel good but he always does that anyway. It still feels wrong to get aroused over nothing but Wise said it’s fine, right?

Lycaon nuzzled Wise’s stomach. “Is it okay that I get aroused thinking about you?”

“That’s perfectly fine. I’m your boyfriend after all.” Wise rubbed his ear. “Actually, it would be worrying if you got aroused thinking of someone else.”

“That would never happen.” Lycaon proclaims adamantly.

Lycaon thought about what they were doing before this. The way Master eyed his body with a cold calculating gaze. As if he was an object being scrutinized for it’s worth. When Master slowly pulled the urethra plug, it made him feel the drag of the metal stimulating his tip. He wonders what would have happened if he didn’t say anything back then. His body squirmed as the heat of arousal spread through him.

“Master, can we continue now?” Lycaon asks.

Wise tugged on his ear. “You want to continue? Even if that means you’ll get punished.”

Lycaon nods. “Yes.” He made Master sad so he still needs to be punished.

Wise looks like he’s considering it. “Alright, I’m green but you have to drink another bottle of water first.”

“Yes, Master!” Lycaon replied eagerly.

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In hindsight Lycaon didn’t really think things through. Continuing his punishment meant no more pets. The thought only hit him once Master went to fetch the water bottle. It’s kind of disappointing. As he drank his water, awareness of his naked state came back when Master kept staring at him. That gaze made his skin tingle with arousal but a part of him is starting to feel self-conscious. His tail curled around him.

“It’s cute when you’re shy like that.” Wise smiles, eyes shone with unconcealed fondness. “Although I think your peaceful sleeping face is more adorable.”

Those words made the wolf thiren’s heart skip a beat, flustering him. Cute and adorable were not words people use to describe him. With none of his scars concealed, it’s a wonder how Master could see him that way. It does ease some of his insecurities to hear Master say those things. His tail wiggled, slinking back behind him as he chugged the rest of the water.

Wise sat at the head of the bed. “Alright, come here.” He pats his lap.

Lycaon found himself laying over the proxy’s lap. He bent over, raising his rear a bit to avoid pressing his crotch against Master’s lap. Fingers combed across his back that made his spine tingle. His mind focused on the sensation of Master’s touch, entire body thrumming with anticipation.

“You’ve been pretty good in following orders.” Wise trailed his fingers through the base of the wolf thiren’s tail. “Unfortunately, you’ve made some bad decisions despite all my warnings.”

“Ah!” Lycaon arched his back.

“This will be a light punishment since it’s your first time going against my wishes.” Wise caresses Lycaon’s ass. “I figured a little bit of spanking for a misbehaving pup would suffice.”

Even with the warning, the first strike took Lycaon by surprise. It didn’t hurt but the sheer impact of the contact stirred something within him. He groaned with each smack, holding back the moans stuck in his throat. Surely, he can’t be enjoying this. That… doesn’t make any sense. Punishment is a bad thing, he shouldn’t like being spanked. Despite what his mind thinks, the wolf thiren’s body begs to differ.

Master suddenly groped his stinging rear instead of giving the expected strike, Lycaon moaned out loud.

“Oh? Were you holding back your voice?” Wise pinched Lycaon’s butt, making him yelp. “Don’t do that. I want to hear all the cute noises you make.” The proxy caressed his ass, he hissed at the lingering sting. “Though I didn’t expect you to be such a naughty pup that likes being spanked.” His hand moved to poke at the caged cock. “You’re leaking so much it’s like a faucet.”

Shame and embarrassment washed over Lycaon. This is bad. Punishments are bad and should make him feel bad. It’s bad that he’s feeling good. He doesn’t want to disappoint Master by being bad.

“I’m sorry.” Lycaon whimpers.

“Shhh.” Wise’s other hand gently rubbed the wolf thiren’s back. “It’s okay. You’re allowed to feel good during this punishment. It actually makes things easier for me.”

Confused, Lycaon calmed down knowing that he’s not doing anything wrong. The hand on his back feels grounding while the other one started kneading his rear. He freely let out whine, squirming, unsure if he wanted lean into the touch or reduce it.

“That’s it, good boy. You did so well.” Wise’s hand on Lycaon’s back trailed down towards his waist. “Now let’s get you on your back. I want to clearly see your face for the next part.”

Everything seemed to move in a blur. The next thing Lycaon knew was that he was in a very compromising position. He’s on his back as he holds his thighs up, entirely exposing himself. At this angle he could finally see how much precum he was leaking. It was a lot more than he expected. His eye snapped shut, unwilling to see how shameful his body was reacting. He could feel more precum dribbling through his unplugged tip.

The wolf thiren felt overwhelmed by arousal, unsure if it was really alright to be feeling such pleasure in his position. His eye snapped open upon feeling something brush against his hole. Master is in front of him, eyes focused on his exposed rear.

“Have you ever played with yourself here, Pup?” Wise’s thumb circled around Lycaon’s rim.

Lycaon shivered. “N-no.”

“Hmmm… I see.” Wise’s thumb added pressure around the rim. His gaze moved to make eye contact with Lycaon. “What’s your color?”

Lycaon took a moment to answer, mind foggy and dazed. “Green.”

Looking into Lycaon’s hazy eye, Wise decided to slow things down. There was no need to rush and he’d like to take his time making his boyfriend unravel. From what he can tell, the wolf thiren still has some silly thoughts running through his head. He’s not sure what those thoughts are but it’s enough to stop the growling purr.

Wise moved, slotting himself on top of Lycaon. “Don’t move.” He warned as he sat down, straddling his boyfriend’s pelvis.

Lycaon blinked, looking like a deer in headlights. Wise chuckled, his hands moving freely around the wolf thiren’s torso. As expected of his dear attendant, all the fur on his body is fluffy. His hands glide through his boyfriend’s body, resulting in some twitches and flinches when he touches a scar but he’s not getting much of a reaction, aside from the return of a welcomed growling purr.

Wise avoided the chest area since he already knows it’s a sensitive spot. Although, he did notice that Lycaon trembled whenever it seemed his hands were getting close to it. After some time of his exploratory touches, Lycaon had the expression of a lost puppy.

“You look confused. Were you hoping for something else?” Wise asks coyly, pinching Lycaon’s cheek.

Lycaon’s eye widen, then aggressively shook his head. Now that won’t do. Being shy is all well and good but outright denial won’t be tolerated. Wise clicked his tongue, blatantly showing his displeasure.

“I’ll give you one chance to answer truthfully and verbally this time.” Wise pulled Lycaon’s ear roughly. “What did you think I was going to do, Pup?”

“I thought.” Lycaon paused, hesitating. “I thought that… Master was going to play with my hole.” He whimpered.

Wise hummed while massaging Lycaon’s ear, hoping to sooth any ache he caused. Fingering Lycaon is in his agenda, he’s just a little nervous on getting to that part. He doesn’t want to accidentally hurt his boyfriend by rushing things. Plus, he’d like more confirmation than a simple green light that Lycaon actually wants it.

“Is that what you want?” Wise lifted Lycaon’s chin. “If you ask nicely, I’ll consider it.”

Lycaon’s breath hitched and his pupil dilated. Wise would be worried if it wasn’t for the growling purr kicking up a notch. Curious but patient, the proxy waited, placing his hands on the wolf thiren’s shoulders. He could feel the low vibrations thrumming.

“Please.” Lycaon panted, sounding strained. “Please play with my hole, Master.”

Not entirely sure why, but hearing his boyfriend finally ask for something made Wise want to bully him a little. His hands trailed down to kneed Lycaon’s pecs, his palms slightly rubbing against the wolf thiren’s sensitive nipples with each motion, making him moan.

“You say that but-“ Wise squeezed tightly. “What exactly do you want me to do? I’m not sure I know what playing with your hole actually entails.” He asked coyly, continuing his ministrations.

“Mmn~ I-I don’t- Ah! K-know. Haa~”

Lycaon’s whole body was shaking. Wise is impressed that his boyfriend is staying in position. He actually expected Lycaon to break the pose at some point, either from strain or forgetting to stay still all together. If he does manage to hold form until the end Wise will have to think of an extra treat for good behavior.

“You don’t? Even though you want me to do it?” Wise stopped his kneading. His thumbs circled Lycaon’s nipples. “Should I just do this to your hole?”

Lycaon closed his eye, turning his head away. “Noooo~” He whined.

“No?” Wise grinned, knowing Lycaon couldn’t see it. “Then maybe I shouldn’t do it. After all I don’t know what to do.” He says, feigning disappointment.

To make sure that Lycaon can’t immediately answer, Wise began rubbing his nipples, rolling them between his fingers. As expect, Lycaon writhed in response, letting out pretty sounds of pleasure. He could feel his boyfriend’s hips make aborted movements but nothing big to throw him off. It’s amazing to see how much someone can squirm without actually moving, his tail is thumping wildly at the side.

“Nhgn~ No~ Hah~ Ahn~ Ma-master~ Ah! P-please~”

Hearing what sounded like an attempt at speaking, Wise eased off of teasing his boyfriend’s nipples, moving to pet his head and stroke under his jaw. Lycaon was panting heavily, some drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth. There’s something thrilling about seeing his boyfriend being such a mess because of him. He might get addicted to this.

“Were you trying to say something?” Wise smiled sweetly.

Lycaon took a moment to catch his breath. “Please stick your fingers inside me.” His voice trembled.

Wise slipped his pointer and middled finger into Lycaon’s mouth. The wolf thiren automatically closed his maw, suckling on his fingers. The proxy could feel Lycaon’s smooth tongue wriggling, it’s a lot softer than he expected. Oh right, canine tongues aren’t rough like feline tongues.

“Like this?” Wise asks, still feigning ignorance.

Lycaon made a high-pitched whine that turned into a moan when Wise moved his fingers. He slowly thrusts his fingers inside the wolf thiren’s mouth, making sure they’re fully coated in saliva. He should probably stop bullying his boyfriend soon. Just one more push.

“Why don’t you try asking more clearly this time.” Wise pulled out his fingers. “I might understand better if you give me more details.”

The wolf thiren whimpered at the loss of the proxy’s fingers. His eye looked glassier now, watering at the edges. Lycaon shut his eye and swallowed the excess saliva in his mouth. He looks so nervous that Wise almost feels bad for bullying him so much… almost.

“Please… insert your fingers deep inside my slutty hole and play with it.” Lycaon’s voice quivered.

Wise froze for a second, taken aback in hearing Lycaon saying something so crass. His prim and proper boyfriend who’s evasive when talking about sex has yet to say anything overtly crass even in his lust drunk state. Well, he can certainly try and match that energy.

“So that’s what you want.” Wise used his spit free hand to cup Lycaon’s face. “Has my poor pup been aching for me to touch him down there all this time?” He cooed.

Lycaon’s ears flatten. “Yes.” His voice small.

Wise can’t help but think that Lycaon looks absolutely adorable when his ears flatten. Unfortunately, he’s pretty sure it’s a bad sign for it to be happening now, unless his boyfriend is being a petulant brat which is highly unlikely. Oh, he forgot to add some praise after all that teasing.

“Hmmm, since you did well in taking your punishment. I’ll grant your request.” Lycaon’s eye peaked open. “Remember to stay put and I’ll take care of you.” Wise gave his boyfriend a chaste kiss on the lips. “Good boy.”

The proxy could practically feel Lycaon’s whole body perk up before he got up to move back. Wise was fascinated to find that the wolf thiren’s ass was practically soaked with precum. He’d been slightly exaggerating earlier but it seems like Lycaon had leaked even more. He pondered if this warrants another bottle of water to keep his boyfriend hydrated.

A whimpering sound snapped Wise out of his thoughts. He should probably stop overthinking things and start taking care of his boyfriend. Lycaon had lifted his hips a bit higher, shamelessly presenting his ass. Granted, Wise chose that position so he could easily monitor his boyfriend’s reactions. To start, he made sure that Lycaon’s rim is completely slathered in precum. The wolf thiren whined as he rubbed the entrance without pushing in.

“Patience, Pup.” Wise chided. “I need you to relax first. Stay still and I might speed up the process.”

An empty offer. With how much Lycaon has been shaking, he couldn’t stay still even if he wanted to. Plus, Wise wouldn’t hurry the most delicate process. He used his wetter pointer and middle finger to massage the area between the entrance and balls. He read that massaging that area is pleasurable and can relax the sphincter. Not sure how accurate that information is but it doesn’t hurt to try.

The reaction was instantaneous, Lycaon jolted with a moan. Well, that confirms another spot to tease when he wants his boyfriend to squirm. Wise rubbed the spot with varying pressure. Lycaon’s caged dick leaked more precum which he made sure to scoop up and lather on the rim.

“Your hole is so wet and twitching.” Wise’s fingers circled the rim. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think your hole is the one that’s leaking like a cunt.”

Wise internally cringed, thinking he might have went too far with that line. Apparently not, since it spurred his boyfriend to buck his hips.

“Master, please~” Lycaon pleads. “Haven’t I been good?” He whined.

“You’ve been very good.” Wise chuckled. “Alright, I’m going to insert my finger.” He pressed a finger against the entrance. “Tell me if anything hurts, understood?”

Lycaon nods. “Yes, Master!”

Wise slowly pushed in his finger, which slid all the way in with surprising ease. He could feel Lycaon’s insides contracting, so he made sure to stay still for adjustment. Focusing on his boyfriend’s expression, it looks like he’s a bit confused and unsure on what to feel. Yeah, that tracks. He feels a bit weird having his finger shoved inside someone’s ass that the other way around probably feels weirder.

Stopping some intrusive thoughts involving jello, Wise started moving his finger slowly. Lycaon’s expression shifted into something more relaxed, which is good but not the goal. He’s hoping he can find the prostate soon. If not, there’s all the other spots he can focus on until he does find it.

“For someone who’s never played with their hole before, you’re surprisingly loose.” Wise rolled his finger around in a stirring motion. “Should I add another finger?”

“Y-yes, please.” Lycaon panted.

At this point, the wolf thiren is constantly panting as if he just ran a marathon. Wise added his middle finger, after a couple slides, he spread his fingers apart like scissors inside before pulling out. He continued the motion, stretching out the hole. Lycaon started making some sounds, it was muted compared to before but a good sign nonetheless.

Eventually, Wise’s fingers pressed against something slightly firm. Suddenly, Lycaon’s body spasmed with a howl. Wise went still as his boyfriend’s insides convulse wildly, he felt globs of something dripped into his palm. Looking down, he saw that the wolf thiren’s caged dick was dribbling creamy white liquid instead of the usual clear precum. It took the proxy a couple of seconds to realize that Lycaon was having an orgasm.

“Wow.” Wise gazed at his quivering boyfriend in awe.

When Lycaon’s howl simpered down into whimpers, Wise languidly moved his finger again, avoiding the prostate. Now the proxy wasn’t sure what to do next. He’s achieved his main goal which he thought would take more time. They should probably take another break, make sure Lycaon is hydrated and probably have another chat if the wolf thiren is lucid enough. He snapped out of his thoughts when Lycaon suddenly tensed up.

“H-how? T-that shouldn’t be possible.” Lycaon mumbled franticly. “I- I didn’t… I didn’t mean to.” He looked up at Wise with panic in his eye. “Please don’t be mad.” He whimpered.

“Shhhh.” Wise gently strokes Lycaon’s thigh with his free hand. “I’m not mad. You did nothing wrong.” He assured. “In fact, you were really good.” Their hands touched. “You can let go now. Just lie down and relax.”

Calming down, Lycaon slowly let go of his posture and lied down, he looks a little wary. Wise felt awkward, when he tried to pull out his fingers, Lycaon clenched down and whined so he’s kind of trapped. Sure, he could just pull out regardless, but his boyfriend seems really distressed. So, Wise kept his fingers inside while his other hand caresses Lycaon’s trembling thighs.

Staring at his stuck palm that’s drenched in fluids, it finally clicked for him why Lycaon’s attitude shifted from euphoric to panicked. Pondering on how to lift his boyfriend’s mood, he decided that another orgasm was warranted. Wise aimed his fingers to press near the prostate, edging close enough that Lycaon could tell what he was doing.

“P-please don’t.” Lycaon’s voice shook.

“Does it hurt?” Wise used his free hand to fondle Lycaon’s balls, they’re a bit firmer than he expected. “If you want me to stop, just say so. I’ll allow it this time.”

“Ah!” Lycaon bucked his hips. “N-no, that’s not- Ngh~” He looked conflicted. “C-can I cum?”

“Of course you can, my sweet pup. I never said you couldn’t cum today.” Wise smiled. “You can cum as much as you want.”

Wise continued his fondling while Lycaon squirmed. He wouldn’t want to overstimulate his boyfriend yet until he got his intentions across clearly.

“B-but what- Hngh~ what about the cage?” Lycaon looked at him confused.

“What about the cage?” Wise’s smile turned sharp. “I already told you yesterday that I won’t unlock it. It’s what you wanted after all.” He lightly squeezed Lycaon’s balls. “Besides, you already came once using it. What’s a couple more?”

Lycaon’s eye widen in realization of what Wise was saying. Feeling like he’s made his point clear, the proxy aimed at his boyfriend’s prostate mercilessly. The wolf thiren writhed, moaning and babbling nonsense as Wise milked his prostate. Wise made sure to ease up after cum oozed out of his boyfriend’s dick, then pick up the pace again.

By the third time Lycaon came, he was a sniveling mess. Tears were streaming down his face and he could barely string a sentence together. That’s when something unusual happened. A huge stream of clear liquid flowed out of Lycaon’s dick. Wise could already sense the oncoming distress, so he acted quickly.

“Oh wow, I didn’t know guys could squirt like that.” Wise tapped the tip of Lycaon’s caged dick. “Could it be that you’re actually a bitch?”

Wise wanted to slap himself. What the hell was that? He might as well say it’s not a problem, rather than say weird things he’s somehow recalling from dubious romance novels. Thankfully, Lycaon doesn’t seem to be panicking like he expected.

“Yes.” Lycaon panted.

Wise furrowed his brows. “What?”

“I’m your bitch.”

Ooookay, he’s not sure how to feel about that. Are they even talking about the same kind of bitch? He meant the dog kind but now he can’t tell which is worse. Better ignore it for now since Lycaon is barely coherent anyway.

“I see.” Wise added another finger into Lycaon’s hole, hoping it’ll distract him. “Do you think you can cum again?” Lycaon whined, shaking his head no. “Well, I guess we’ll just have to test it. Don’t worry, you can rest after this.”

Wise managed to milk another orgasm out of his boyfriend, who passed out once it was over.

Lycaon felt someone petting his head, he nuzzled towards the touch.

“How are you feeling?” A voice asked.

“Light and floaty.” Lycaon mumbled.

A hand rubbed behind his ear, it felt really nice. “Do you think you can drink now?”

“Mhmm.”

A straw was inserted into his mouth, Lycaon drank from it without a fuss. He hadn’t realized how thirsty he was until the water slid down his throat. The hand stopped petting him when he finished his water.

“Do you want more water?”

“No.” Lycaon grumbled. “More pets.” He craned his neck but found nothing.

The voice chuckled. “Alright.” The hand was back to petting him. “Is there anything else you want?”

Is there? Well, things would be better if he could cuddle with Master.

“Cuddle.” Lycaon mumbled.

“Hmmm, give me a sec.” The pets stopped, Lycaon whined. “Shhh, do you want cuddles or not?”

Oh, well, he can wait a bit if that’s the case. Lycaon felt his body being pushed around until something familiar pressed against him. It’s Master! Lycaon immediately wrapped his arms around the body in front of him.

“Ugh, wait!” Wise tapped Lycaon’s back. “I can’t pet your head like this.”

Huh, well, he did want more pets. Lycaon loosened his hold and Master scooted up. When the pets started, he held on tight. Master smells sweatier than usual, he must be tired. It’s a good thing that they’re resting.

“Sweet dreams.”

Lycaon felt something press against his forehead but it was quickly gone. He soon fell back into a deep sleep.

Waking up with his face buried in his lover’s neck shocked Lycaon into full alertness. For some reason he’s having a hard time recalling what happened. Assessing his current state, his whole body feels sore, his rear in particular aches. It wasn’t a bad feeling, more like the soreness he feels when he overexerts himself. Which is weird since he shouldn’t have been moving much. Working tomorrow is going to be tough.

Looking at Wise’s sleeping form, Lycaon just noticed that his beloved wasn’t wearing any pants. What on earth happened? His mind blanks out when he tries to think of possibles scenarios. Suddenly, his bladder acted up as does his need to go to the bathroom. Just as he was about to get off the bed, he stopped, remembering the rules imposed upon him. Glancing back at Wise, he wonders if waking up his lover for permission is worth considering or if he should try and hold it in. That’s when he spots a note on the bedside table that wasn’t there before among bottled waters.

Lycaon read the note.

[Dear Lycaon

I’m giving you free reign to do whatever since you took your punishment so well. You should probably shower. I wiped you down to get rid of all the sticky fluids but who knows how that stuff sticks to fur without a proper wash.

PS

Draw me a warm bubble bath (it is for me this time) and wake me up once it’s ready. You can join me if you want but no funny business, I’m tired. Or you can wash my hair.

PPS

Drink more water if you feel dehydrated.]

Lycaon couldn’t help but laugh, even as a flood of embarrassing memories came back. He’s been wondering why Wise kept urging him to drink all day. It appears that his lover is as considerate as he is vindictive. He still has some mixed feelings regarding his degenerate side but it eases him to know that it’s not a point of contention for his relationship with Wise. He folded the note and placed it inside the drawer, then hurried off to take care of business.