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"And here we are…"
“Incredible…”
Blacksad and Smirnov enter the small cabin. The woods grant it a rustic appearance. The tenant, a slim female maine coon, smiles at them. John notes she must be in her mid-sixties.
“I’m glad you think so!" the tenant exclaims. “This is the living room, connected to the kitchen. Through that hall is the bathroom and bedroom.”
She points forward, and Blacksad follows with his eyes.
The corridor is short. A bed with blue sheets peeks out from an open door at the end. The other entrance is to the right. He guesses it is the bathroom.
Well, this is cozy.
“This place is beautiful,” Smirnov smiles at her. He points at the door. “I’ll go get what’s left in the car.”
“Alright, chief.” Blacksad watches Smirnov exit, then turns to the maine coon. “This house looks lovely, ma’am. How much do we owe you again?”
“Oh! Nonsense! We can talk business tomorrow. I will let you explore and get cozy.” She beams.
“Thank you kindly,” he smiles back.
“What a charming man! Enjoy the rest of the night!” She turns as if to leave but stops in her tracks. She leans closer and whispers.
“Go get that dog bone!” She winks at him before she walks through the door.
A surge of heat rises to John’s face. He chuckles. Well, she definitely knows.
He drops the cases with their belongings on a nearby sofa. He takes a deep breath. His nostrils fill with the earthy smell of wood and nature. He sighs.
“What’s gotten you smiling like that?”
Blacksad turns to Smirnov, who sets food bags in the fridge. The white shirt reveals his toned arms. The pudgy belly remains.
“John?” Smirnov asks again. He looks at him in the eye.
“Sorry, I was just admiring the view.”
“The view? From that far?” Smirnov grins. He walks toward John. He grabs Blacksad’s ass and pulls him close.
“How about now?”
Smirnov’s breath hits his nose and intoxicates him. John embraces him by the neck. His heart races. A smirk forms on his face. “Much better, handsome.”
Smirnov snorts. “Do you like this place?”
“Absolutely. This peace and quiet is a nice break from the city.”
“ And we get to have some time alone with each other, which we haven’t in quite a while. Work has been rough on both our ends.” Their chests graze together.
He runs his hands over Smirnov’s back. “You’re right. We needed this.”
“I’m glad I rented it, then.” Smirnov smiles tenderly.
“You haven’t done anything illegal for the cash, right?” he teases.
Smirnov's laughter makes his stomach flutter. “This is all legal money, John. Or, well, most of it.”
It is now John’s turn to laugh. “Is the highly praised commissioner Smirnov being a naughty cop?”
“Hah! Oh, you know me.” Smirnov bends closer with a growl. He nuzzles under John’s chin and elicits a moan. He sniffs him like a hungry dog. He takes in John’s aroma.
“This cop catches naughty cats,” Smirnov mutters. His husky voice sends shivers down John’s spine.
“Fuck, chief…” John groans.
Smirnov drags his tongue up John’s neck. He stops at his cheek while he cups one hand on the other. He kisses him repeatedly, with licks in between. The other gropes Blacksad’s ass and draws him in. He grinds their crotches together.
"God."
Blacksad thrusts his hips forward. He holds Smirnov close. He pets behind the ears and provokes grunts from Smirnov. His free hand unbuttons the white shirt that covers Smirnov's chest.
What a sin. He throws the cloth away.
"Hrrm," Smirnov growls. "I've been holding up for the whole drive. Now that we're alone, I plan to show you some old dog lovin'."
Blacksad moves a hand down. He finds the prominent bulge and caresses it. "I can see that."
"Your fault when your ass is this perfect," Smirnov grunts.
Smirnov spanks John’s ass. He undoes some buttons from John's beige shirt. The v-neck exposes his chest, and Smirnov dives his head in.
John giggles. "Show me that dog lovin', then."
Smirnov unbuttons more of it. John moans softly. He slips his hand into Smirnov's underwear and jerks the cock. The other scratches behind the ears.
Smirnov stops when he finds a strange piece of clothing.
"Hm, what do we have here?" Smirnov looks up with a smirk.
John grins back. "Why don't you find out?"
Blacksad steps away and extends his arms. Smirnov removes the last buttons with haste and then spreads the shirt open.
"Holy shit, John…" Smirnov's jaw drops.
Smirnov throws the shirt off to the side. A white bra covers John's breasts. The lace shows the nipples underneath them and contrasts with the dark fur. Smirnov adjusts his glasses. He blinks in disbelief. John looks down to see Smirnov's cock visibly throb in his pants.
"This is hot , John. I can't even deny it. When did you buy this?" Smirnov's eyes fixate on John's chest.
John hums. "Not too long ago. You seemed interested in them, so I went to a shop during one of your days at work. So?"
Smirnov cups his hands on Blacksad's breasts. He gropes them and forces out a loud whimper.
Smirnov falls to Blacksad’s charms as his cock twitches again. "You look incredible. God, you spoil me…"
His chest swells with joy. "I'm glad to please you, chief."
"Heh. You're a good partner, John," Smirnov says fondly.
Heat rises to his face. "Good to know I'm doing things right for you. Now, why don't you take these off? The surprise doesn't stop here."
He tugs on his pants for emphasis. He can see the gears turn in Smirnov’s brain.
Smirnov crouches. He takes the belt off and pulls John's pants down.
"Holy fuck, Blacksad!"
John's underwear lies exposed in all its glory. The white thong barely protects John's erect cock. It peeks out through the side. Smirnov glides his hands on the silk. John's dick throbs.
"Like it?"
Smirnov drools. He slides John's pants further down. A string connects the thong with a thigh-high stocking. His legs are visible through the lace.
"How could I not! Christ…"
John chuckles. "And you haven't seen it all."
He lowers the pants with a shake of his waist, then kicks them away. He turns around to present his ass.
The thong connects to a laced fabric over his ass. It has an orifice cut, which gives access to John’s pulsing entrance. John spreads it open with his hands. He wiggles his hips. His asscheeks bounce. He looks back to see Smirnov enthralled with the view.
I got you.
“Cat got your tongue, chief?” Blacksad teases. He presses back against Smirnov’s snout.
Smirnov comes to life. He embraces John by the waist. He smothers his face with Blacksad’s round ass. He breathes the scent in. He gives the anal ring a long, loud kiss.
“Hmm! Right there,” John sighs. He locks Smirnov’s head in place.
Smirnov prods Blacksad’s hole with his tongue and does circles to spread it open. His lips smack in hunger. He takes John’s cock out of the underwear’s clutch to jerk it. He licks over the entrance. He slaps and bites the asscheeks, which leaves a soft mark of his teeth.
“Fuck yeah,” John grunts. He sets his free hand over Smirnov’s. Their fingers lock.
Smirnov’s teeth send shivers down his spine. They sink into his skin. Pleasure overrides the slight pain in his lower body. Smirnov’s groans are music to his ears.
“Did I ever tell you how amazing your ass is?” Smirnov asks.
John chuckles. “I believe you have. That doesn’t mean I get tired of it, though.”
“Christ, I would do so many things to it if I could.” Smirnov gives the entrance a loud smooch.
His face burns. “Shit, S-Smirnov. We’re partners . I believe we’re past the point of holding back.”
Butterflies flutter in his stomach as the words leave his mouth.
Smirnov stands. He embraces Blacksad from behind. He sets his head on John’s shoulder, then kisses his cheek.
“You have no idea how happy it makes me hear you say that,” Smirnov says, his voice cracked.
He looks at Smirnov. The brown eyes pierce his soul. The smile warms his heart and causes a purr to escape him. He covers Smirnov’s hands with his own. He massages them with his thumbs.
“God, I love you so much," Blacksad admits in joy.
The embrace tightens. Smirnov holds and intertwines their fingers.
“And I love you too, sweetheart. Always. I promise.”
John spins. He rests his head under Smirnov’s chin. He rubs Smirnov’s chest gently. The fur is soft as ever. They hold each other in silence and bask in each other’s warmth. He picks up the swish of a tail. Smirnov’s fast heartbeats drum in his ears.
As excited as I am, huh?
He lifts his head. They stare at each other for what seems like an eternity. They inch closer, and the anticipation burns in his body like their very first day. His palms are sweaty. His mind rushes with endless thoughts of Smirnov.
Time itself seems to stop when their lips crash together.
His worries and fears disappear. His heart and soul fill with bliss as their lips collide. The kiss sates the longing he had for contact with his lover. He gives in to the passion while they hold onto each other as if it were their last day together. They groan with desire.
He allows Smirnov's tongue to breach past his lips. It tangles with his own. He drinks in Smirnov's taste and swallows the saliva. Their bodies grind and meld into one.
"Hmm," Smirnov grunts. He backs off after a few more pecks at John's lips.
"I missed this so much," John mutters with a sigh.
"I missed you so much."
"Aren't you charming?" John teases with a smile.
"Oh, you know. I only have that effect on gorgeous cats." Smirnov gives him a suggestive grin with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
His face catches on fire. He laughs, then presses their noses together. “Consider this cat charmed.”
Smirnov draws him in by the waist. He gropes John’s ass. Their crotches rub. “Good. Because I was planning on pounding this cat's ass.”
Blacksad purrs. He gives Smirnov a wide smirk. “Well, how about we test the bed springs tonight? I’m eager for that dog lovin’ you promised.”
“Oh, I’ll show you my love alright.”
He yelps when Smirnov picks him up. He hooks his arms and legs around Smirnov’s torso in response. Smirnov slowly carries him to the bedroom. Their lips connect on the way and fill his soul with bliss. He pets behind the ears to elicit a grunt.
Smirnov drops them on the center of the bed. He towers over John as they continue to make out. He caresses John's abdomen with one hand. He removes his pants with the other.
Smirnov’s tongue twists and wriggles against his. He tightens his mouth around the muscle. He sucks it with a loud groan. Smirnov lets him worship his tongue until he slides back. It rubs hard on his lips as he desperately sucks harder in an attempt to keep it in his mouth.
"Hnngh!" John whines. Smirnov grinds their hard dicks together. A shock of ecstasy courses through his body. He cups a hand on Smirnov's cheek and strokes it with a thumb.
"Feeling good?"
His eyes shut in pleasure. "Very!"
“And we’re just getting started,” Smirnov mutters.
Blacksad turns them around. He pins Smirnov’s wrists with his hands as they share another heated yet brief kiss. He rotates after it. He sets his ass on Smirnov’s chest and his hands over the torso. He gets a clear view of Smirnov’s thick cock.
He looks back with a wide grin. “I think you’ll like this, handsome.”
A moan escapes him. Blacksad’s round ass is inches close to his snout. “God! Look at this beauty! You know me too well, John.”
“After four years together, you think I wouldn’t already?”
In a quick motion, Blacksad shifts his body back and suffocates Smirnov with his ass. He watches Smirnov’s cock throb. Arms wrap around his waist and pull him toward Smirnov’s snout.
Smirnov gets to work. He drowns in the taste of John’s ass as he presses his lips against it through the orifice in the lace. He kisses it with passion. Loud smacks resonate in the room, mixed with John’s moans. He takes a deep breath. The earthy scent mixes with sweat and fills his nostrils.
“Fuck, I almost forgot what it smells like,” Smirnov comments. He returns to his make-out session with John’s pulsing hole.
“Christ, Smirnov…” John sighs. He shakes his ass on Smirnov's snout.
Smirnov growls. He rocks his head from side to side as he eats John out. He drags his tongue over the entrance. The tip brushes on the anal ring before Smirnov pushes it inside. He rubs circles to spread it open.
“G-God!” he whines.
He bends forward. Smirnov’s cock stands erect in all its glory. He gives the tip a loud smooch and tastes the pre. Smirnov’s legs tremble. He grins.
“Like that, chief?”
“Hrrm!” Smirnov grunts. He returns the affection with a powerful kiss on his cavity.
John bites his lower lip as ecstasy courses within him. “I see you haven’t lost your skills.”
He groans after Smirnov spanks him. He returns to the task at hand. He gives the base of the dick a long and painfully slow lick. He stares at the big balls. They glisten after their long drive to the cabin. He presses his nose on them, and it wettens with the sweat. He breathes in. Smirnov’s particular musk intoxicates his brain in an instant. His mind hazes with thoughts of him.
“God…” he sighs.
Shivers run down his spine after Smirnov caresses his lower back. A purr escapes him. He swallows both orbs while he slaps the heavy cock against his cheek and nose. The smack sounds echo in the room. He wraps his black lips around the tip of the dick as he kisses it.
“Shit, John! Stop the tease!” Smirnov exclaims, the voice muffled by his round ass.
He’s eager . He must’ve been looking forward to this since we set off from New York.
Well, I can’t keep my man waiting.
He chuckles. The grip of his lips tightens while Smirnov’s cock enters his mouth. Its base slides over the length of his tongue as he lowers his head. The legs quiver under his touch. Smirnov’s loud moans incentivize him to bury it all in. He swallows the drops of precum. The dick pulses around his mouth when his nose hits Smirnov’s balls. Its head reaches far into his throat.
“D-damn , sweetheart,” Smirnov’s eyes roll back as he stretches. “You haven’t lost your touch either. Fuck!”
John does not gag. His chest swells with pride. This is what four years of practice were for.
He rests his hands on Smirnov’s legs for support. He lifts his head. The cock brushes against his lips until only the tip remains. He massages it with his tongue. He circles it around the glans and elicits moans from Smirnov. After he swallows a few more drops of pre, he begins his rhythmic movement.
Smirnov gets back to work. He adjusts his glasses. He admires the slobber around John’s hole. He kisses the entrance one last time before he forces his tongue inside.
“Glk!” John shivers as pleasure runs through his body.
He tugs on Smirnov’s balls. He grips the base of the cock while he bobs his head. Wet sounds resonate in the room.
“Hrrm,” Smirnov growls. He pushes his tongue deeper. He wiggles it inside the tight cavity and presses up against the prostate. John’s ass instinctively nudges back against his face.
John smiles. Bliss courses through his body. Smirnov learned all his sweet spots through the years. Now, he exploits them as he slams the meaty tongue against his anal walls.
Smirnov grasps John’s cock through the silk. He jerks it with haste while he eats Blacksad out. He massages the asscheeks. He adds gropes from time to time, which makes John squirm in response.
Blacksad raises his head. He stops at the tip with a smooch. He slips his tongue between the glans and the foreskin. Smirnov’s body trembles. His tongue circles around the cock head while he swallows more precum.
“F-fuck! That feels amazing!”
John chuckles. His heart sings in joy. He removes his tongue and moves his head like before, this time with more energy. Smirnov’s waist thrusts up. He suppresses a gag as he keeps Smirnov in place with his hands.
His frustration rises as Blacksad holds him still. Smirnov groans like a caged beast, his will to fuck taken away from him. He embraces John’s waist. He rotates their bodies around with great strength.
John yelps. His back rests on the bed while Smirnov positions himself over him. The body’s weight traps him underneath. He hooks his legs around Smirnov’s torso. He exposes his ass in all its glory.
Smirnov shoves his hips down. He buries his cock into Blacksad’s throat. He adjusts his body and smothers John’s snout with his balls in the process. He raises his hips slightly.
“Ready for the rough dog lovin’?”
Oh, you know it.
“Hm!” He embraces Smirnov’s hips. He closes his lips to provide a tight space for Smirnov. He nods eagerly with a spank of Smirnov’s ass.
Smirnov begins his assault on John’s mouth. He thrusts his dick up and down into the throat. He stares at the underwear. His cock throbs. The hole winks and allures him. He fails to resist the temptation and gives it a loud, passionate kiss. His tongue breaches past the anal ring.
Pleasure washes over John. The fire in his waist burns stronger. Smirnov’s tongue licks over the length of his cavity. It reaches deep inside and rubs on parts he never knew could grant him ecstasy. His body squirms uncontrollably.
“F-fuck, John! Your mouth feels so good!”
Smirnov’s balls slam on his snout fiercely. The smacks resonate in the room. He sucks the cock with hunger and swallows the drops of precum. His throat expands to take its girth. The tip of the dick hits deep down his mouth. He clings to Smirnov’s body. He yanks the hips down to aid Smirnov’s movement.
“Hrrm…” Smirnov growls. He succumbs to Blacksad’s taste and smell.
Smirnov spreads the asscheeks apart, almost tearing the lace in the process. John’s legs nudge him down. He suffocates with the ass as he devours it.
“Hnngh!”
His waist swells in ecstasy. He endures Smirnov’s onslaught on his prostate with the meaty tongue.
Damn, canines!
Smirnov breaks free from John’s hold. He slides his tongue out. He lowers the legs from his torso and comes face to face with John’s cock. He grasps it, and Blacksad whines.
“I don’t know what I’m d-doing, but I a-always wanted to make you happy, too.”
Smirnov engulfs John’s cock in his mouth and provokes a loud purr from him. He squeezes the base with his lips. He gently dips his head and takes in John’s length. He rotates his tongue around the dick.
“Glk!” John squirms . The long-forgotten sensation of a mouth around his cock returns to him in an instant. Waves of pleasure crash through his body.
Smirnov’s muscles tense up. The thrusts slow down. Smirnov sucks his cock with wags of his tail. The bob of his head is jagged and sloppy. Smirnov leans down, then retracts with a gag and a cough.
He caresses Smirnov’s waist. Calm down, chief. You’re just getting started.
Smirnov sighs. He inserts the cock in his mouth again and gets to work. He puts pressure around the tip with his lips. He swallows the cock with short movements as he gulps down John’s precum. He recoils at the taste but continues.
There you go. Now you’re getting it.
Smirnov strokes the base of the dick with a hand while the other tugs on John’s balls. His tongue dances over the glans. Blacksad whines.
You’re a natural.
He gives Smirnov’s ass a firm spank. He drags the hips down to fill his mouth with the cock. Smirnov resumes his pounding.
Smirnov’s hips gradually pick up the pace and push in deeper. His balls smack against John’s nose. Slaps resonate in the room. His head bounces quicken along with his thrusts as he blows John harder.
Blacksad receives the shoves of Smirnov’s cock with a proud smile. Smirnov’s tongue rubs around his cock. He relishes in the pleasure as Smirnov coats it with his saliva.
“Sh-shit, John. I-I’m close! Try not t-to swallow.”
He nods. The swell on his waist threatens for release. He nudges his dick forward. Smirnov groans, then rams his hips down in response. His black lips kiss Smirnov’s balls. He sucks with hunger. The cock throbs in his mouth as he milks it.
“H-hmm!” Smirnov whines. His legs shake uncontrollably as he climaxes.
John sets his tongue to block the way to his throat. Generous ropes of seed eject from Smirnov’s cock. They quickly fill his mouth. The salty taste invades him. Some loads go down his throat, while others spew out from his mouth. Most of it remains, as Smirnov requested.
His excitement rises. His mind hazes with Smirnov’s musk and salty taste. He gives in to the ecstasy and releases his sperm inside Smirnov’s mouth. His cock spasms as he fills it. His eyes roll back as he succumbs to the orgasm.
“Hghk!” Smirnov struggles. Cum spills from his mouth as he coughs. He holds in as much as he can until John’s climax stops. He adjusts his glasses. He raises his head and rotates around.
He watches Smirnov approach with cheeks full of his cum. He grins. Smirnov grins back.
You are one naughty bastard, chief.
Smirnov tilts his head to the side. Their lips clasp. He opens up to let a flood of seed into John’s mouth. John moans as he embraces Smirnov.
Smirnov licks around. He scoops up his cum. He feeds John with the sperm as he lets it flow down. Their tongues tangle. They suck on each other’s mouths. They swallow their loads with pleased grunts. They latch onto each other and continue their make-out after emptying their mouths.
“Hrm,” John grunts.
He tastes Smirnov’s saliva mixed with the seed. He hooks his legs around Smirnov’s waist.
Smirnov grinds their dicks together with fierce thrusts. Their tips kiss. A string of cum forms and connects the cock heads. He lowers a hand. He grasps both dicks and strokes them.
Pleasure surges within him. He caresses behind Smirnov’s ears and provokes a muffled groan. Their balls slap on each other.
“Jesus, chief,” John sighs after Smirnov pulls away.
Smirnov pants. He adjusts his glasses. “That was an experience.”
“Didn’t think you had it in you to blow me,” John teases with a grin.
“Neither have I. I don’t know how you do it, but you make it seem so easy.”
“Four years…” John raises an eyebrow.
Smirnov snorts. “Alright, you got me there. And why does semen taste weird?”
“It’s an acquired taste, for sure.”
“Oh, so you acquired mine?” Smirnov’s voice rumbles.
He smirks. “Damn right, I have.”
Smirnov bends forward. He drags his tongue over John’s cheek. He licks their leftover cum from the lips.
Smirnov grunts. “Yeah, maybe in time I’ll get used to it.”
John nods. He gives him a quick peck on the lips. He pulls down Smirnov’s hips with his legs. The cock rubs against his ass and balls.
“So, round two?” John asks.
Smirnov chuckles. A tender smile forms on his face. “You make me feel young again.”
Smirnov dives in and meets their lips. A naughty grin replaces the smile. He leans closer to whisper in a low, dark tone.
“Why don’t you turn around? Show this ol’ dog that beautiful ass.”
John purrs. Smirnov’s voice rumbles through his chest. A shiver runs down his spine. He teasingly runs his fingers over Smirnov’s chest before he turns around. He lowers his back and raises his ass.
Smirnov moves down. He traces his hands along John’s back and stumbles on the bra’s band. He stops at the ass. He spreads the asscheeks apart. The lace tears. He gives the entrance a long kiss before he spits on it.
"How does it look?" John shakes his waist.
"Tease," Smirnov mutters. John chuckles.
Smirnov kneels. He sets his cock over John's crack. He grabs both asscheeks and brings them closer around it. He shoves his hips forward. His dick rubs against the entrance and the lace. He smears them with leaked cum.
"Fuck," John whines. "And you call me a tease?"
"I told you I wanted to do many things."
John bites his lower lip when the cock brushes past again. The balls hit his ass.
"J-just put it in."
Smirnov snorts. "As you command, sweetheart."
Smirnov slides back. His tip presses on the hole. He sighs and pushes it in.
"Shit!" John groans. His claws dig into the bedsheets. His entrance stretches with a painful sting on his lower half.
"Are you alright? Do you want me to stop?"
"N-no! I'll be fine. K-keep going."
"Alright. You know the deal."
John sighs. Smirnov gently makes his way in. The canine saliva helps the cock slide with ease. Its girth expands his cavity. His jaw clenches.
"Still good? I'm almost there." Smirnov asks.
John nods eagerly. Smirnov hits his prostate. He moans as waves of pleasure mask some of the pain. It makes his cock twitch.
"So damn tight," Smirnov grunts. John's ass pulses around his dick.
"And you f-feel just as good, chief. God…"
Smirnov’s balls hit his ass. He whines as a surge of joy overwhelms his body.
“It’s done. Relax, John. You did amazing.”
Smirnov’s voice is soft. It fills him with relief and safety. He draws in a deep breath, then lets it out.
“Fuck, I forgot how big you are…” John sighs.
“I’m flattered, sweetheart. Should I take it slow?”
He shakes his head. “I feel loose enough already.”
“Are you sure? Don’t you want-”
“Oh, just fuck me, chief!”
A sudden weight falls over his back. He whines. The cock buries as deep as possible while Smirnov embraces him from behind. A hot breath blows on his cheek. A whisper makes him shiver.
“I’ve been craving you for a while. I’m going to pound you real good tonight, sweetheart.”
Smirnov slips his hands under the bra and gropes John’s breasts. He arches back until the tip remains. He then rams in with all his might.
“Oh, God! Y-yeah!” John cries out.
The balls slam hard on his ass. Smirnov’s dick buries inside him and expands his cavity. Ecstasy overwhelms him. He extends his arms. His eyes roll back in bliss.
Smirnov nudges his hips forward. His cock wiggles inside. A whimper escapes Blacksad. He reaches forward to hold John’s hands. Their fingers intertwine.
“Here we go.”
Smirnov does not hold back. The thrusts begin at a quick speed. His waist moves back and forth inside John’s tight ass.
“A-ah! Christ!” Blacksad moans. His hole clenches.
“You’re doing great, John. Relax,” he murmurs. He kisses the side of John’s face.
Blacksad purrs. His asscheeks bounce with each push. Its girth jabs his prostate and causes pleasure to invade his body in waves. His grasp tightens.
“I-I can feel you s-stretching me…”
“It feels so good doing it!”
“And j-just as good to receive it.”
John’s back arches as he raises his ass. His legs shake. His dick brushes on the bedsheets that, combined with the cock ramming his ass, sends shocks of overwhelming ecstasy. His mouth hangs open. His tongue lolls out.
He tilts his head to the side to look at Smirnov. His jaw clenched. Saliva drips from his chin like a feral dog.
Smirnov catches John staring at him. He bends down. Their lips collide in a ferocious kiss. He shoves his tongue into John’s mouth. Their tongues rub and tangle in a passionate dance.
“Hmm!” John groans. His lips clasp tightly around Smirnov’s. He sucks on the tongue and swallows the saliva.
Smirnov quickens his assault on John’s ass. His cock reaches and massages deep within the cavity. He grunts into their kiss.
Blacksad endures. A surge of joy and pride invades his chest. His body recoils forward as Smirnov pounds him fiercely. Their mouths smack together with vigor and cause wet sounds to resonate in the room. The balls slap on his ass loudly.
“Sh-shit, John! I’m close a-again!” Smirnov exclaims after he breaks their kiss. He presses their cheeks, and their fur brushes together.
“S-so am I!” John cries out. He nuzzles against Smirnov. Their sweat mixes on his face as he purrs and whines.
The white lace grazes over his nipples and crotch. It sends jolts of pleasure throughout his body. His cock twitches madly.
Smirnov slips a hand under John’s silk underwear. Beads of precum stain his hand as he jerks it with energy.
“A-are you ready, sweetheart?”
“Yes, chief! Just g-give it to me!”
“Hnngh!”
Smirnov groans loudly. He gives one last savage push of his cock. He releases a second wave of generous loads deep within John’s ass. His dick and balls throb as they pump his seed. He embraces Blacksad’s waist for support.
“F-fuck! Yes! More!”
His claws dig into the mattress. He shoves his ass back to receive the entirety of Smirnov’s length and girth. Smirnov’s warm cum fills his cavity. His legs shake as Smirnov drops even more weight on his body. His mind goes blank. Ecstasy takes over.
The pressure on his prostate increases when the cock rams against it. The pleasure is immense. It is enough to make him reach his second orgasm. His cock throbs as he unloads on Smirnov’s hand and his white underwear. His sperm breaches past the silk and coats the bedsheets with white.
“Damn!” Smirnov yells. He collapses on top of Blacksad. His glasses fall on the bed.
They stay in silence. Their heavy breaths resonate in the room. John basks in the warmth of their embrace and the tickle on his cheek as they cuddle closer.
Smirnov runs his hands over John’s pudge. He kisses the side of his face. John purrs in response.
Smirnov brings the covered hand to John’s mouth. He slides his fingers inside.
John sucks and licks them clean of his cum. He covers them with his saliva before Smirnov pulls them away. Smirnov licks Blacksad’s saliva with a grunt.
“Christ, chief…” He lets out a dreamy sigh.
“Are you alright?”
“I’ll be sore in the morning, but it was worth it,” he smiles at Smirnov, who smiles back.
“You handled me like a champ, sweetheart.”
He pecks Smirnov on the lips. “Anything for you.”
“God, I love you so much.” He latches onto John’s body.
Blacksad covers Smirnov’s hands with his own. “And I love you just as much.”
A moment of silence passes, broken by Smirnov. He picks up his glasses. He extends his hand to leave them on the nightstand. “I’m pulling out, alright?”
He nods. Smirnov slides back. The cock leaves his ass with a pop. He whimpers.
“Look at this beautiful mess…”
Smirnov spreads and kneads John’s hole. He admires his mess. Cum leaks out and down John’s balls. It stains the underwear’s net. He gives it a deep kiss. His tongue breaches in. He licks some of the load and swallows with a grunt.
He caresses John’s legs through the stockings. He relishes the view of John’s body in white lingerie one last time before he reclines over him again.
“Hrrm...Love the taste of a well-loved ass.”
John groans. “Fuck. Feels quite empty now…”
Smirnov kisses the top of John’s head. “Don’t worry. We’ll have more time for it tomorrow morning. This is our vacation, after all.”
He chuckles. “I’ll hold you to that.”
Smirnov drops on his back. John scooches closer and places a hand on Simrnov’s chest. He sets his head under his chin. The heartbeat echoes through his hand. He traces circles on Smirnov’s chest, who sighs to the touch.
“Any other plans for tomorrow?” John asks.
“I thought about exploring the city. Find somewhere to eat. Not any fast-food chains, though. Something more expensive to treat you right,” he winks at Blacksad.
“I’d love that.” He presses their lips together, then snuggles back in place.
Smirnov hooks an arm behind John. “That is if we don’t take too long during the morning.”
He wiggles his eyebrows. Blacksad smirks.
“Now that you say it, we might need a plan B.”
Smirnov snorts. He tenderly caresses John’s back. “We’ll figure it out tomorrow. I’m spent for today.”
“Damn right.” He readjusts himself with a sigh. “Good night, chief. I love you.”
Smirnov drags his tongue over John’s cheek. “Good night, sweetheart. And I love you too.”
John closes his eyes. The sound of Smirnov’s slow heartbeat stills his own. He smiles at the promises of tomorrow as rest takes over him.
Smirnov fails to sleep.
Smirnov looks down at John's sleeping figure. His eyes are closed. His chest rises and falls in peaceful breathing.
Smirnov kisses the top of his head. A purr escapes him.
Look at you. So calm. So beautiful. Who would've thought I’d be lying on the same bed as John Blacksad?
He lets out a quiet laugh. He caresses John’s back. His hand moves with tenderness and care.
He stares at the ceiling. The memories of his divorce invade him.
They vanish as he relishes the four years with John as his lover. His stomach flutters. Heat rises in his chest.
God, John. How could I ask you this? I’m scared. Scared of what this decision might mean for our future.
A million scenarios race through his mind. He looks back at John again. His quick heart slows as peace fills his mind.
But you make me strong, Blacksad. I’m doing this for you. For us.
He plants another kiss on John’s head. He looks at his pants thrown on the floor. He closes his eyes after he catches a glimpse of the small black box hidden inside the pocket.
Everything will be alright with you by my side. I know it.
I love you.