How Sammy Met Andee (Unabridged)

Verse Eighteen (Samael and Andee: Elevation)

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Andee's arousal was already halfway to the party, his dappled flesh pushing steadily up through the course brown fur as he wrapped his fingers around the ladder while fixing Samael with a hungry look. The chupa swallowed and took a step closer, his eyes leaping from the bat to the stepladder and back again while he made an adorable attempt to speak coherently. "A-Andee, I, uh. I ain't got no problem at all with the fact yer smaller'n me, you don't gotta be b-big or nothin' to..."

He was cut off by Andee dragging the ladder from the closet and positioning it near one of the walls, his eyes gleaming as the soft pink and orange glow of Xulod's lights glanced off the scuffed metal. "What was that ya said?" the bat inquired, his lips curling into another eager grin. He planted one foot on the lowest rung as his thickening erection pressed into the cold steel of the ladder's frame. Samael all but jumped when one of the crimson studs along the bottom of Andee's rising malehood bumped against the ladder with a soft tink, the chupa's jaw hanging open dumbly.

"Dear gawd..." Samael murmured as he stumbled closer again. Andee could see the way his chest heaved with the quickened pace of his excited breathing, and the bat chuckled low in his throat. Moments like this sweetened his sour douses of envy into a fine wine. "You, uh...you don't need no goddamn props to get me riled up, hon..."

Andee's response was a cool smirk as he gripped the ladder and then sinuously pulled himself onto the next rung, wrapping his slender body around the frame to smoothly glide toward the top. His malehood bobbed with each purposefully movement, and he drank in the way Samael's eyes never once left him. "Fuck me, but they ain't hurtin', neither," the chupa panted while moving closer as his breaths grew even faster.

"Ya damn right they ain't," Andee purred, not bothering with his cap, collar or poncho and merely letting his stiff arousal speak for itself while he dragged his leg teasingly across the ladder's frame. "What'd you say earlier? Our dicks is all healed up...you ain't in ya cast no more..." He flourished a wing and planted one foot on the top of the ladder as the other remained clutched comfortably into the rung below it. He ran his tongue along his muzzle as his eyes narrowed hungrily while the grin parted his maw even further. "So how 'bout you come over here 'n finish what ya started in Episemon..."

"Oh mah dear spirits," Samael uttered, making a drunken beeline for the preening bat as his own excitement tested every overworked seam in his shorts. "I meant what I said, sweetie, but I ain't gonna lie...this shit is fuckin' hot as hell..."

"Show me," Andee ordered softly while grasping the base of his fully-erect member and watching the way Samael couldn't help but stare with the rapt desire the bat would never tire of washing over him. The chupa's eyes danced eagerly, serving as a blissful reminder that Samael's slavish lust wasn't always a bad thing. Not when it was directed where Andee wanted it.

Andee soaked up every tremble, every charged movement from his companion as Samael approached and took hold of either side of the ladder, his focus slowly traveling from the malehood hovering near his chest to meet his partner's confident gaze. "And take ya fuckin' time...'cause you ain't headin' back to Sidewinder 'til I fuckin' say ya do..."

The very visible bolt of longing that ran from Samael's neck to the tip of his tail made Andee's hips push forward in anticipation, and the rebel whimpered happily when the bat's arousal nudged into the thick fur stretched across his broad chest. Samael read his thoughts even through the soupy haze of their craven need, ignoring their clothed state and instead lowering himself to a kneel while running his muzzle along Andee's stomach.

Andee grinned and reveled in Samael's struggle to not simply throw himself upon the glistening pillar of bat, curling his wing comfortably around the back of his partner's skull while Samael nuzzled slowly into his crotch, then proceeded to move his head lower. His muscular body quivered, and it was hard not to appreciate how much goddamn effort it must have been to delay the prize grinding so tantalizingly against his cheek. Another infatuated mewl escaped the rebel's muzzle and his eyes shot back up to lock with Andee's before he planted a kiss against the leg clamped into the rung nearest the top of the ladder.

"That's a real good fiffy," Andee rumbled, wrestling himself to not close his eyes when Samael placed another kiss an inch or two higher, and then another, and another. He parted his jaws to release a quick exhale, unable to stop himself from tightening the grip around the chupa's skull as Samael's maw moved toward his knee. "Yeah...yeah, nice 'n slow, Sammy...we got all night..."

The telltale jingle of his companion's two-part piercing was music to Andee's ears. He grinned down at the rebel, whose eyes still had him wrapped up with an embrace as tight as any his arms might offer. Samael moved a hand from the ladder to gently close around Andee's other leg, his thumb moving tenderly over the smooth hide where the fur ended. Andee gave a low growl of approval and the chupa managed to look even more enthralled as he continued the torturous ascent of his muzzle.

Samael pushed the end of his maw against Andee's upper leg, then slid his tongue out and dragged it steadily along the bat's inner thigh. Andee shuddered, driving his claws lightly into his partner's skull as his talons clutched harder into the ladder. It was enough to coax a small dribble of excitement from the tip of his iron-like erection, and the moment Samael's snout bumped tenderly against his testicles, the thin stream was released to splatter against the top of the chupa's head. "Fuuuuuck," Andee breathed out euphorically, at last allowing his head to roll back amid the building passion.

He didn't mind the way Samael immediately latched onto the rapturous expression as the chupa closed his fingers more securely around the bat's leg and shifted his head to nose into the base of his partner's malehood. Andee's ears folded back and he murmured encouragement in his native tongue, smirking through the ecstasy at the sound of Samael's tail piercing jingling a bit harder. He knew that shit drove his damn redneck wild.

The tender kisses resumed, moving with almost fanatical care down one side of Andee's dappled arousal while pausing in appreciation at each of the blood-red studs gleaming in the luminescent pastels of Xulod's glow. Samael's touch was controlled enough that the underlying soreness of the new piercings was almost soothed by his ministrations.

Perhaps Andee would have to start lending a bit of credence to Samael's insistence that blowjobs could heal all wounds.

He dropped his head forward again when the chupa reached the end of his quivering malehood. Their eyes locked and Andee's heart skipped a beat...which might have been dangerous considering how turgid his arousal felt. But he was spared the potential blood clot as he choked down the emotions in a desperate bid to give in only to the thirst for his partner's undying adoration.

Samael pressed his snout against the end of Andee's arousal as his eyes begged a question they both knew needed no answer, an inquiry for an act that needed no permission. Yet it was there all the same, and Andee bathed in the raw supplication before offering a taste of kindness.

"Go ahead, I'm right here..."

It was strange on his tongue, even in his native language, but Samael's wide-eyed adoration paired well with the foreign sensation. He wrapped his wing a bit tighter around the chupa's head as he murmured: "I got you, Sammy..."

Those precious sapphire lakes might have swallowed a lesser man, but Andee was ready for them as he met Samael's fawning gaze with a rumble. Samael's jaws parted and the bat pulled him forward without hesitation, though he kept the motion slow enough they both released a low groan of anticipation. Samael's tongue grazed Andee's stiff flesh and the bat closed his eyes again while forcing obedience into his hips, edging into his partner's muzzle by inches rather than a single full thrust.

He felt teeth and tongue and gums alike all gliding over his arousal as Samael's jaws gingerly closed. Andee kept his presence of mind, however, continuing to ease into his companion's awaiting cradle despite the way Samael's tongue began to curl around and tease him, silently pleading for the onslaught. He didn't need to rush, though. This was his puppy, and he was going to make damn sure Samael knew it, too.

The redneck's talents were on full display as Andee arched his spine and leaned into the chupa, forcing the entirety of his malehood to disappear until Samael's snout pushed into his waist and the bat's rounded tip pressed somewhere against the back of the chupa's throat. One final little nudge swung his testicles lightly against Samael's chin and Andee grinned to himself while bowing his head. "Fuuuuuck me, that's good," he rumbled, the words falling out in common once more.

Didn't matter. They were speaking a simpler language now.

He kept himself hilted and held Samael's head tightly into his waist, the stepladder trembling despite their collective grip on the frame. And bless this broken wreck of a whore, he didn't give a single muffled cough, not one uncomfortable gag as his jaws fully engulfed the diamond-like shaft. Andee dared to glance down and had little choice but to admire the way Samael's eyes opened in time, flooding him with veneration despite the oversized bat dick lodged somewhere in his throat.

Maybe Andee didn't deserve him...but today, Samael was all his. That would be enough.

He felt Samael's claws tighten around his leg and the bat smiled, benevolence shining through his lust. This must have been what York and Tracer and every other giant motherfucker felt when they bent over Samael and sated his unspoken cries for a moment of protection, for a safe place to curl into and escape the role he foolishly placed onto himself without hesitation. That moment they became his rock, and he the faithful warrior dropping to a knee to accept the shelter.

It wasn't power or dominance the bat wielded up here above the chupa, it was more than that; it went deeper, as deep as the emotions Andee felt while whirling beneath the lights and sounds of the Himroc. It was that same unquestioning devotion, fueled by the rare show of submission from a soul that Sirca herself couldn't tame, mixing together in such a way that every nerve in Andee's body was burning with the excitement, with the potential of what he had before him.

Or maybe fucking on a ladder was just that goddamn hot.

Andee at long last drew his hips backward with a delighted purr, pulling out of his partner's muzzle bit by bit as rivulets of clear fluid ran down over Samael's jaws and into the soft fur of Andee's thighs. He took as much time as he dared, already feeling the urgency in his gut to start slamming himself into his companion. But the mixture of loving affection and wanton yearning that painted Samael's features grounded the bat as he squared himself upon the ladder and squeezed his claws into the chupa's skull to guide him back further until the rounded head of his arousal popped free. Several strings of saliva dropped across Samael's maw as Andee used his free hand to grasp his base again to gently tap himself against his companion's snout. "You ready, Fiffy?" he murmured.

"Always," Samael replied throatily, his grip closing almost painfully around Andee's legs.

Without another word, Andee nudged himself against his partner's muzzle, and Samael opened his jaws while his eyes slid shut in anticipation. The bat bit his lip firmly to control his motions, even as his wing quivered against Samael's back as he pulled the chupa in while moving his hips forward. His arousal disappeared smoothly again, each of the three glistening studs on either side slipping into Samael's maw to be tended to by his talented tongue.

An elated purr rose in the bat's throat and he slid the hand around the bottom of his erection to instead grip firmly into his sheath, wanting to ensure Samael was granted every last inch of his malehood. His partner's snout kissed his wrist and Andee sighed happily, then proceeded to steadily pull his hips back again. As his erection glided free, he lifted his free hand to push his cap back while gazing with shameless appreciation at the sight of his puppy kneeling before the ladder, his muscular frame all but emanating the adoration and loyalty Andee still dreaded and yet still coveted.

Andee felt Samael apply some of his own control as the chupa's teeth oh-so-gently caught the tip of his arousal before he bobbed forward again without the direction of the arm wrapped around his head. But Andee didn't mind. The dedication was still there, the underpinning to this whole tenuous mistake of a relationship. Samael's fierce spirit was more attractive than any combination of his handsome features and dick-handling talents. Andee knew it meant this wouldn't last forever, but by god, he was going to make the fucking most of it.

He breathed out praise without coherence and watched as Samael's tail twitched joyfully, the crimson hoop dancing in the pink and green light from outside. He rewarded his lover with a faster pace, grunting and leaning forward a bit while clamping into the ladder more securely so he could start a steady thrusting into the chupa's maw.

Samael met him at every advance, his motions so perfectly in tune that Andee couldn't help but marvel; maybe Mutt was right, maybe he did have real feelings for this idiotic puppy. Maybe he was afraid of every implication bundled up inside a relationship with someone like Samael, doing the things Samael did, having the depth of emotion Samael did.

He panted hard and shoved away the misgivings to replace them with the bubbling passion. His talons scraped against the rungs as he wrapped his other arm around Samael's head and held him tighter while increasing the speed of his thrusts, working his whole length back and forth with each pass. A muffled whimper of ardor was the only response as one of the chupa's thick arms shifted to grip into the side of the ladder, steadying it as Andee's motions became faster and harder.

Andee's breaths grew sharper, his raw hunger for the chupa expanding with each plunge into Samael's jaws. "Fuck...fuck, fuck yeah, Fiffy, that's it," he whispered while closing his arms tighter around his partner's head as his hips worked into a frenzied pace. The ladder creaked and rocked in time and Andee shut his eyes as he allowed the euphoria to engulf him, feeling every swirl and twist of Samael's tongue, wincing and yet reveling in every small ache that came from one of his studs bouncing off the rebel's teeth.

The tempest of pleasure nearly overwhelmed him, but he wanted more. He wanted every goddamn moment he could squeeze from this encounter before reality once again crashed over them both. The bat threw his head back with a delighted moan and clutched Samael's head against his waist to bury himself deep in his lover's throat again, then working his hips into a series of rapid, tiny thrusts that likely stung Samael's snout as as much as they did his loins. But neither cared, Andee's trembling legs and Samael's choked cries of ecstasy offering an apology for the frantic lovemaking.

He felt his climax boiling, but he wasn't ready to taste that peak, not yet. The bat forced his body back and shifted his hands to grip Samael's shoulders and push the chupa away with a gasp of denial. Saliva and Andee's own fluids were slung through the air to splatter over them both and Andee struggled to keep his hands away from his own primed malehood to avoid setting himself off. "Take those goddamn shorts off," he rasped eagerly while reaching up to rip off his cap and poncho. Several trinkets and tools tumbled free and skittered across the floor as he flung the garments away while locking his eyes with the harried chupa. "Right fuckin' now, Sammy..."

Samael nodded numbly, his fingers flying to undo his belt with appreciable deftness despite the thick sexual intensity hanging between them. Andee muttered his approval and dropped backward, grasping into the top of the ladder and swinging his body in a neat arc to slide between two of the rungs. Samael's eyes bulged in shock even as he managed to shove his shorts down and reveal a twitching erection that sure as hell wouldn't need any goddamn foreplay.

A feral grin broke across Andee's features as he clutched into the frame with one hand and gestured through the rungs with the other, his voice dripping with his desire. "Bring that fuckin' thing over here," he ordered while half-lidding his eyes and running his tongue across his front teeth. "And don't you fuckin' hold back, ya fuckin' redneck bastard..."

Samael stammered some reply even less coherent than his usual drawl, but his quaking legs still managed to find their way to the ladder. Andee purred a blessing and reached out as Samael squared himself against the rungs. The chupa squeaked as the bat's finger and thumb closed firmly around his knot and yanked it forward, forcing his muscular form to thump against the stepladder's frame. "O-oh gawd, Andee, oh mah gawd..." the chupa moaned from above. "A-are you su--oh lord!!"

His attempt at caution was lost to the joyful shout he released when Andee pulled his stiff arousal between the rungs and into his awaiting muzzle. Andee's own erection dribbled between Samael's legs, not flagging in the slightest as Andee focused all his attention on the ecstatic chupa, taking the first several inches without hesitation and dragging his blunt teeth over the sensitive azure flesh while his tongue twisted around the bottom of the throbbing shaft.

Samael's shape was still new to him, but Andee wasn't about to let that prove he couldn't treat his goddamn puppy better than any other motherfucker on Sirca. He shoved his head forward and promptly winced when the first crimson band on the underside of the chupa's arousal clanged into his lower jaw. It sent his front teeth driving into his partner's malehood and Samael yelped loudly, his hips bucking uncontrollably. Andee cursed as the second strange piercing slammed past his lips as well, his teeth smashing painfully against the chupa's knot as he gagged briefly in surprise.

"Oh-oh-oh, g-gawd, hon, a-a-are you okay?" Samael whimpered from his sprawl atop the ladder.

Andee closed his eyes tightly and accepted the single tear of shock that rolled over his cheek. He felt Samael start to hesitantly pull back and he immediately clutched tightly into Samael's sheath to elicit another yowl from his companion. The bat moved his head back enough to part his jaws, speaking roughly around the end of Samael's malehood. "I said I fuckin' got you, Fiffy...now fuckin' show me ya fuckin' mean it!"

The bolt of fear that raced through the bat fought for dominance with the powerful need to prove himself, to prove he was just as good as every one of those big assholes who'd fucked Samael into a sense of security. He set his jaw and closed his eyes tightly while squeezing his grip into the frame of the ladder, then releasing Samael's sheath so the chupa was free to hesitantly push forward again with a rattling whimper.

Andee was better prepared this time, using his tongue to cushion and explore the two bands embedded into the bottom of his partner's malehood. He'd looked at them plenty after Mutt had put them into place, but feeling them grind against his teeth and tongue and jaws, god. It was like nothing else he'd experienced before, not even with Mutt's myriad intimate piercings.

That was kind of Samael in a nutshell, though, wasn't it?

Samael's cautious motion brought his knot knocking far more gently against Andee's front teeth this time, which the bat rewarded by reaching out to squeeze into Samael's hip. He heard a soft jingle and another whine of pleasure from above, smirking to himself and then moving his head back in time with Samael's slow retreat. He could already detect a bit of warm, salty fluid mixing with his saliva and he gave a muffled snort. He'd really have to start working on the chupa's endurance.

As soon as his teeth nudged against the pointed tip, though, Andee pushed his head forward with far more power to quickly shove Samael into his maw again, his knot mashing into his jaws loud enough to make his ears twitch. "A-Andee!"

His only response was a throaty rumble as he took a moment to experiment, tilting his head a bit while grinding his protruding teeth along one side of Samael's bulbous knot. The barely-restrained wail of ecstasy was fairly solid feedback, and he smiled around the trembling flesh while bobbing his head backward, only to rhythmically push forward again and twist his head the other way.

Samael's paw stamped once as his hips gave a quick thrust of their own -- Andee heard his toe-claws digging into his floor, but it was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment. As Samael's knot bumped into his chin again, Andee reached back a bit further to clamp his claws into the chupa's plump buttocks. Samael bucked his hips again in surprise before pulling back with a low moan as he broke into a steady pace.

Andee grunted in satisfaction, letting his hand shift back to grasp the steel frame and hold his body up as Samael began to work himself back and forth of his own accord. The bat's body was already damp with the exertion of clinging to the stepladder, but it was worth the exhilaration...not to mention the fact he could feel Samael stiffening up even further while he gave cry after cry from where he was completely doubled over the top of the ladder.

Andee's own arousal thumped and slapped against the lower rungs with every quickened thrust, several thin streams of his excitement coating the polished wood floor and decorating Samael's calves. He might not have been a complete whore like the chupa, but he sure as hell understood the pure ecstasy of giving someone else a blowjob they wouldn't fuckin' forget. Andee worked his jaws hungrily around Samael's painfully-engorged malehood and moved his head faster and faster still to prompt the chupa to match his swift rhythm.

Samael was soon moving his hips in a blur, his back arched as his fingers clutched desperately into the top of the ladder. Andee matched as best he could, knowing he'd encouraged it yet also knowing he didn't have a great solution for that big goddamn knot yet. He turned his head to the side and let Samael's thrusts carry the thick base of his arousal as far into his jaws as he could manage, his thrusts growing more and more wild as a pitiful whine began building somewhere in the chupa's throat.

He knew Samael was at the precipice but Andee's ears folded tightly back as his own unquenchable desire roared for attention. He whispered a mental apology, something he wasn't sure he'd ever done for any guy in his bedroom, then suddenly yanked his head back with a rattling groan. Samael cried out as well, thrusting forward between the rungs and mashing his oozing malehood into the bat's throat while begging with all his might. "A-Andee, o-oh, oh gawd, Andee, p-please..."

But Andee clutched fiercely into his determination as well as the base of his rigid arousal while dropping down from inside the ladder to quickly storm around and shove at Samael's legs. "On the wall, Fiffy," he rasped, his eyes wide with need. "Get on that fuckin' wall right fuckin' now!"

He didn't mind the splash of Samael over his muzzle, not even bothering to wipe it free as he stared up voraciously. Samael's eyes bulged with just as much barely-contained furor as he nodded stupidly and spun around to slap his palms against the wall without question. He glanced over a shoulder and then blinked as Andee grabbed the ladder and dragged it closer with a squeal of the hard plastic feet over the floor. "Oh fuck me, sweet Sirca," Samael mumbled with a heady pant.

"Bitch gonna hafta wait her turn," Andee replied somewhere inside a growl. He wedged the bottom of the ladder against the baseboard, trapping one of Samael's paws as the chupa's tail jangled with anticipation. The symphony of passion was building to a deafening crescendo in his ears and it was all he could do to avoid simply stroking himself to completion at the sight of Samael whimpering and pleading for him against the wall.

Andee hurriedly scrambled back up the ladder, wincing when his steely malehood smacked against the rungs. He stared hungrily at Samael's backside, his eyes drifting over the sprawling tattoo that had sealed their first day together. The burned-in lines stood out boldly against his grey fur and for every curse and insult the bat had thrown to the air after their first big fight, gazing at this stupid, beautiful monstrosity would never fail to coax up the pleasant memories of those early moments together, the way they'd so quickly fallen into step despite the chasm between their volatile personalities.

He reached out and ran a claw slowly around the outline of the crossed gun and sword, delighting in the way Samael shivered and arched his spine with a needy mewl. "Goddamn, Fiffy," Andee breathed out as his other hand gripped into the chupa's hip. "Told ya you was my prize...don't let no one ever tell you that you ain't fuckin' gorgeous..."

He flushed even as the words left his maw and he felt Samael tremble even harder. "I'm all yers, Andee," Samael whispered as he looked back over a shoulder again, his brutally stunning eyes drenched in adoration.

"I know," Andee replied softly before grasping into his malehood once more and exhaling sharply. He didn't have time to fetch any supplies -- this was far too urgent. "I fuckin' know..."

He positioned his slick tip between Samael's ample buttocks, struggling not to close his eyes at the marvelous blend of strong muscle and soft tissue beneath the warm fur. "Oh shit," he panted, his hips bucking automatically as they both winced when his rock-hard arousal only smashed into the base of Samael's tail. The bat snarled in determination and adjusted himself as Samael murmured a string of solicitations. And a moment later, he found his target as his eyes widened, his other hand clamping into the chupa's opposite hip before he gave a mighty shove forward.

Samael smashed into the wall with the force of Andee's thrust, a sharp yelp echoing through the apartment at the roughness of the penetration. Andee's talons curled into the rungs and he hissed against Samael's back while digging his claws into his partner's waist to draw thin trickles of blood. "F-Fuck, oh fuck, c'mon, puppy," he groaned as he pulled his hips away slowly until the first stud popped free, then quickly slamming forward again with a feral growl as his previously loosed fluids did all they could to reduce the friction.

His third set of piercings nearly made it in this time and they both dropped their heads forward with matching moans when Andee adjusted his position on the ladder and shifted the buried length. Samael clenched helplessly around his thick malehood and it was a glorious ecstasy entwined with the dull ache of their impromptu act. But as he drew back again with a shudder, he could already feel his lover's body reacting with a flood of natural lubricant. "Good fiffy," he managed between heavy pants as Samael moaned his name and clutched into the smooth surface of Andee's wall.

He squared himself and repositioned his hands on Samael's hips, then quickly leaned down to run his tongue over Samael's spine, misty from the chupa's own excited sheen. Samael released a keening cry of bliss and arched backward, which Andee met by immediately shoving himself forward to bury his entire length.

Andee shouted in blissful victory, his own back curved wildly as he held Samael's trembling body against his and let his hips sluggishly rotate to fully explore the depths of his partner. Samael's voice was already hoarse with desperation and the bat managed a confident grin through his own disorienting ecstasy. Only fair for him to give them what they both wanted so badly.

With a huff of effort, Andee wrenched his hips back, nearly dislodging his dappled malehood but just barely keeping the end buried. And without hesitation, he thrust forth with a grunt to swiftly hilt himself once more. Samael yelped joyfully again, but before he could beg for another, the bat was already there as he broke into a rapid pace.

Andee closed his eyes and dug harder into his partner's hips, his own slamming back and forth at breakneck speed to punch his arousal fully in and out of the chupa's squirming form. He heard Samael's broken words but had no need to parse them, soaking up the raw delight dripping from each wail. Andee shoved his face into Samael's back with a snarl as he pounded relentlessly into the rebel, the very walls shaking from his tremendous assault.

The ladder jumped with each titanic thrust and Samael was forced to slide along the smooth wall as Andee lost all semblance of control and moved his hips on passionate instinct alone. Their cries rose as one while his thrusts grew faster and faster, his slender body a brown blur hammering wildly into the chupa's strong form hard enough that Samael's legs threatened to collapse.

Andee felt his climax closing in on him and he gripped the reins of his pleasure as tightly as he could, determined to make this last. "Fuck yeah, Fiffy, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, c'mon, Fiffy!" he shouted before his eyes bulged as Samael's torso suddenly swung forward. "'Sh-shit!"

Samael gave a strangled cry as he flopped into the open window of Andee's apartment, his whole body having shifted slowly to the side thanks to their frenetic lovemaking. He clutched into the sill with his huge arms as his paws scrabbled wildly against the floor in what had to be a mix of shock and raw fear. But Andee's desire only surged uncontrollably and he shoved the back of the chupa's head forward while gripping into the window with one foot as the other kept a firm grip around the ladder.

"A-almost f-f-fuckin' there, Sammy, oh fuck!" he moaned as he battered into Samael's hindquarters with an unparalleled urgency.

Samael responded by clutching that much harder into the window as he arched his back and began to give his own wild thrusts against the lower wall. Andee caught a glimpse of a few neighboring bats staring through their windows with horror and perhaps a bit of fascination, but he only had eyes for Samael as he shifted the grip against the back of the chupa's skull to instead grab his shoulder.

Whether it was his terror, exhilaration or some twisted mixture of the two, Samael's climax rocked his muscular body like an avalanche as Andee closed his eyes with a grin. His lover's shameless howl drifted into Xulod, his body sprawled halfway through the window for the whole city to see while his knees drove dents into Andee's wall and his release splattered into it with enough force that Andee felt several splashes over his talons.

It was all the bat needed to throw the reins aside and let his own ecstasy thunder forward with unbridled force. He worked himself in and out of Samael harder and harder before throwing his head back with a joyous shout as his orgasm hit like a freight train, pleasure racing through every nerve in his trembling body.

He didn't bother to stop his motions, continuing at the same maddened pace even as blast after blast of his climax fired deep into the moaning chupa. Several messy ropes were forced out amid his relentless rhythm, gushing across his stomach and Samael's back, but he reveled in it and only urged more from his partner while slamming him into the window with each swift thrust. There was something real fuckin' magical about spilling his load into someone more than just a few inches larger than him -- not even Paneko's most ecstatic cries captured Andee's lust the way Samael's frantic bellows did.

Andee had no idea how long the peak lasted, working himself into his lover long after the last of his release. The chupa's body heaved with his breaths, drool running from his muzzle to fall to the street far below as he whimpered Andee's name again and again. At some point the ladder had been kicked away, leaving Samael trembling on his knees and half-flopped through the window as the bat straddled his lower legs and kept working into him until exhaustion finally started to trickle over them both.

The puddle beneath them both probably should have been concern for impending dehydration, but neither seemed to care as Andee at last gave one final shove to bury his half-erect malehood into Samael with a grunt. The bat was breathing so hard against his partner's back that he felt faint, but the proud thrum that pulsed deeper in his chest gave him a strength he could cling to as tightly as he did the chupa. "How's that...for a fuckin'...fantasy?" he rasped, his quivering claws grasping once more into Samael's hips in a threadbare attempt to mask the fact he was a few breaths away from collapsing.

"I...I ain't never...had muh life...flash 'fore my eyes...durin' sex," Samael panted before giving a dazed giggle and dropping his muzzle on the window sill, his eyes half-closed in bliss. "Gawddamn, hon...that was incredible...I love you...so fuckin' much..."

Andee twitched but knocked back the passion, and found it sweeter than he expected. Maybe his stupid emotional midget could be allowed his post-coital murmurs, as long as Andee only had to accept them. "I know ya fuckin' do," he rumbled back while running his hand slowly over Samael's side, giving a light bump of his hips to make them both twitch. "Gonna make sure you don't never forget, too..."

Samael gave a tired chuckle before clearing his throat awkwardly as he lifted his head. Andee did the same, just in time to see his companion offer a dumb grin and sheepish wave to the pair of bats gawking from the balcony across the street. A wave of smug satisfaction crashed over him as he smirked and gave a rude gesture of his own before lightly cuffing the back of Samael's head. "Goddammit, ya fuckin' exhibitionist whore...get ya fuckin' ass back in here before the whole goddamn cave sees ya dumb, sexed-up puppy-ass face..."

He was smiling, though, as he tugged on Samael's broad shoulder, and the chupa laughed warmly as well while struggling to push himself up. Andee's ego swelled at the sight of his companion's muscular arms trembling. He really had managed to rock this stocky redneck's world.

Samael managed to force his chest over enough that he was able to drop out of the window and onto the floor with a groan. Andee winced but let himself be dragged down as well, grunting and cursing softly as he pushed himself into Samael's strong back. "Watch it, Fiffy," he mumbled, though there was little harshness in his tone. "I ain't gotta big fuckin' fancy knot like you, can't just stay locked inside ya big fat ass." He paused, then smirked while sliding a slender arm around his partner's side, enveloping him with a wing. "But you ain't let me down -- you are tight as fuck..."

"Toldja," Samael murmured, placing an arm atop Andee's and pressing back against the small bat as they curled together on the warm floor. "I do my dang kegels..." Andee snorted, and he could hear the gay bastard's smile as he added softly: "Kinda cute you wanna stay up inside me all voluntarily 'n shit..."

The bat huffed, even as he smiled back and rested his muzzle on his companion's shoulderblade. Sweat trickled off the chupa's fur to roll over Andee's nose ring, but he only puffed his chest proudly into the small of Samael's back. "Fuck you, shortstack -- I rode you hard and fast, now I'mma savor this fine redneck ass as long as I want..."

Samael's powerful baritone rumbled Andee's wing as he chuckled low in his throat again. "Y'ain't gonna hear no complaint from me..."

"Damn right I ain't," Andee muttered, fighting another smile as he squeezed his slender arm around the chupa's torso. "God, Fiffy, this is like the third fuckin' mess you made on my floors today, like I ain't yelled at you hard enough the first time. Now I'm gonna hafta mop again..."

He was thankfully met with a warm giggle instead of the nervous twitch he'd half-expected. The bat closed his eyes and told himself it wasn't weakness to be grateful for Samael's resilience. "Awww, c'mon now -- the first one was only partially my fault..." Samael reached out and picked up one of the homemade grenades that had spilled free in the bat's harried disrobing, glancing over his shoulder with a wink. "And it weren't my fault one bit the second time, you was the one who tossed a buncha 'splosives 'round ya room, right 'fore you 'sploded all up in m'rump..."

"Not your fault?!?" Andee scoffed through a grin, playfully grinding his crotch into Samael's hindquarters again. "Like you ain't flauntin' that fine ass on purpose, tryna get me all worked up." He lowered his hand for a moment, tracing over Samael's masculine chest and weaving between his abdominal muscles before giving his flagging erection a firm squeeze and eliciting a soft squeal. "And like this blueberry fuck-stick ain't always beggin' for attention, too..." He chortled and let his finger roam back up along his companion's stomach. "You takin' at least half the blame for how quick I had to get all my shit off, Fiffy...but ya lucky I like it that way."

He paused, hesitating on his next words. But he did feel proud, he did feel good. Really goddamn good. This had been one of the most intensely blissful erotic experiences of his life and it had been with Samael. With his puppy.

"Ya lucky I like you that way," he added gruffly as he squeezed his arm tightly around the chupa's side and shoved the waning length of his malehood into his companion one more time.

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