Rated T+

(Would've done M, but they didn't do quite enough for me to feel like that is necessary. You'll see why in a minute)

Enjoy!

A small light was shining in Rocky's pup house, and it cast dark shadows across his room. As always, the floor was littered with papers and half-made inventions.

"I'll never understand why you are so messy," Zuma said, nuzzling Rocky's neck.

"I don't have time to organize everything I'm trying to recycle," Rocky said. He sighed. "I honestly need some help."

"I'll help you," Zuma whispered. "I'll do anything for you." His wagging tail flicked across Rocky's chest, and Rocky growled, possessively. Rocky kicked some things into a pile and knocked everything off his bed and onto the floor. "You're vewy eagew to get me in bed with you, eh, Wocky?" Zuma asked.

"Yes...I am..." Rocky looked at the cute pup in his paws and greedily took in the sight of him.

"Enjoying the view?" Zuma asked. Rocky nodded, and Zuma let his tail fall and he spread his legs apart just enough so Rocky could catch a glimpse of his sheath. Rocky's snout immediately gravitated towards it, and he sniffed it, water watering. Zuma's scent was extremely strong in the area, and Rocky felt himself heating up.

"So...hot..." Rocky murmured.

"Glad you think so," Zuma said. Rocky opened his mouth to lick it, but Zuma pushed his snout back.

"Could you put me down?" he asked. "Then maybe you can have some later?"

"I want it now..." Rocky breathed, closing his eyes and nuzzling it lovingly. Zuma gasped audibly.

"Have patience pup...I'll make sure the wait is worth it," Zuma said.

"Just one lick?" Rocky begged. Zuma kissed him.

"You know we'll never get anything done if I agree to that." Zuma chided gently, shaking his head. Rocky sighed.

Rocky set Zuma down gently and hopped on the bed beside him.

"We need to talk, Zuma," Rocky said quietly. "So much has been going on between us."

"Yeah," Zuma said sadly. "Do you want to start?"

"I guess," Rocky said, clearing his throat. "Zuma...I haven't been treating you very well recently."

"Thanks not true…" Zuma said weakly. Rocky smiled at him sadly and kissed him softly.

"Zuma...we're best friends. We can afford to be honest with each other." He chastened Zuma gently. "Honesty is important. Even if the truth hurts you...if it hurts me...we don't lie to each other. Besides, no matter how painful your words are, you could never drive me away from you." Zuma looked down, slightly ashamed. "You can say it, Zuma." Rocky continued.

"Well...I have felt like you are ignoring me. You've hurt me really badly. I thought we were best friends, and then you...you started acting weird. I understand why now...but it still hurt me...it still hurts me." Zuma whined. Rocky looked equally ashamed as he was hurt.

"Zuma...let me tell you where it started going awry." He said. "Remember the day I took you to the beach?"

"Yeah...I do, how could I forget? It was one of the best days of my life before you shut me out…" Zuma said, hoping his words wouldn't hurt Rocky. They did. Rocky wouldn't even meet his eyes anymore, shame burning him up.

"I'm sorry, Zuma…" he whispered. "Zuma, I've always liked you. But that day was the day I knew I didn't just have a crush on you. I knew I was madly in love with you, and I was confused."

"Why? Did you not want to like me?" Zuma asked.

"Yeah. I didn't want to like you." Rocky sniffed. Zuma looked hurt.

"Oh…" he said.

"No, not like that!" Rocky said. "It was nothing that you did. It was never because you treated me wrong or anything! It's just...males don't fall in love with males. We just don't. We find a cute female to get with, have pups, and further the population. That's just how Nature has made it. It's just plain wrong."

Zuma's cheeks flushed red.

"So...are you...breaking up with me? Do you not love me anymore? Just because I'm not a pwetty female?" Zuma asked. Rocky growled possessively.

"No, Zuma. I wouldn't call you pretty, as that is an insult to you. You are very charming, and handsome; you are the most attractive thing ever to walk the planet. And I like you better as a male anyway. It makes you really hot... Besides, you can't change how you were born. We are most definitely not breaking up. You aren't allowed to anyway."

"And why is that?" Zuma asked.

"Because you are mine. I don't want anyone else looking at you, or getting any ideas. I'm not sharing you with anyone." Rocky was growling loudly, and Zuma felt butterflies in his heart. He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them, he noticed Rocky had curled around him. "Don't you forget it Zuma...you're mine."

"Well, I guess you don't weally need to answer whether or not you love me, eh?" Zuma asked. Rocky shook his head. Zuma still looked sad for some reason.

"Listen Zuma. I don't fucking care what I was taught. I don't care if it is unnatural. I don't even care if others think it's wrong."

"But...what?" Zuma asked.

"Well, at the time, I didn't feel that way about you. I assumed there was something wrong with my mind, that there was something wrong with my heart. I was embarrassed about it. That day, you were so nice to me...and I felt this fire in my veins. Every day, all the time, I thought about you. I thought of how to make you happy. I found myself wanting you more and more that I had to physically restrain myself from touching you sometimes."

"Awwww…" Zuma said. "I like it when you touch me." Zuma sighed and shivered, feeling Rocky kissing the back of his neck. "Yes...yes…" he whispered. Rocky added his teeth, sharply nipping Zuma. but not enough to make him bleed.

"Mine..." Rocky breathed. "You're mine..."

"Would you continue, please? We're getting off-topic..." Zuma murmured. Rocky sighed and continued.

"Anyway, Zuma, I hope you understand. I was feeling confused about why I liked you, and the...thoughts...I was having didn't help either."

"What were you thinking about, Wocky?" Zuma asked innocently. Rocky blushed red. "You said we could afford to be honest."

"Yeah but...they weren't the most...pure... thoughts." Rocky stammered eventually. "Let's just say I've been looking at your tail a lot more…" Zuma blushed and snuggled further into Rocky's chest, closing his eyes.

"You know...you could've just asked for it," Zuma said softly. "I'd've let you have it."

"Well, hindsight is always twenty-twenty." Rocky retorted.

"Come on, come on, you know you want it," Zuma said flicking his tail from side to side. Rocky was quickly mesmerized by it. "That's it...Wocky, boy..."

He sniffed it, then he began licking it. His snout trailed down it, till he began sucking at the base. He would've done a lot more had not Zuma pushed his muzzle back. "Whoa! A little eager, are we? Chill dude. You'll get some later tonight. You never finished your explanation." Rocky came back to himself.

"Maybe if you hadn't been swinging your tail around so seductively…" Zuma kissed Rocky softly.

"Shut up," he said. "Now, you may continue."

"So I shut you out, Zuma. I didn't want to be around you until I could get my mind together. I told myself that once my feelings for you left, I'd go back to being your best friend. I thought I had done it… but though the fire went out, the embers were still hot. Two months after that day, when we went to the beach, you made the fire start again when you told me that you loved me. After that, I couldn't turn my tail on you anymore. That's why I really left you, Zuma. It doesn't seem like it, but I left you because I loved you."

"Awww…" Zuma said. "You had good intentions, but it just didn't come out the way you wanted it to. Did you ever consider the possibility that I was in love with you as well?"

"No...I thought I was just weird…" Rocky admitted.

"For one who thinks and plans everything out, that was a massive oversight on your part." Zuma pointed out. "At the same time, I was in love with you as well. When you left me, it hurt twice as much, because you took my heart with you."

"I'm very sorry, Zuma. I never should've shut you out. I should've just told you. I didn't play with you. I didn't talk to you, I completely ignored you, like you didn't even exist. It was wrong, and I don't want to hurt you anymore...ever. I want to give myself to you. I want to be here with you today, tomorrow, and every day after that until we die. And I think you want that too."

"I do, Wocky...I do." Zuma said. "Also...I need to apologize as well...for today." Rocky growled at Zuma angrily, very much pissed off. "Hey, don't you growl at me," Zuma said.

"You almost fucking threw away our future!" Rocky barked. "What was the point in me saving you the first time...if you were going to do it again...willingly?" Zuma began crying.

"I'm sowwy, Wocky…" he cried.

"'Sowwy' isn't good enough," Rocky muttered. "That was really stupid of you! Do you know what could've happened?!"

"If you'll just listen to me…"

"No! Shut up, Zuma! I'm not listening. That was totally unacceptable! Think of all your friends! They would've been crushed! And it would've flat out killed me! You hurt me really badly..."

"Wocky!" Zuma cried eventually. "Stop it! Do you think I don't already know that?!" Rocky's chest fur became damp with Zuma's tears, and Rocky felt ashamed for berating Zuma.

"Aww...don't cry, Zuma," Rocky said, licking his forehead. "I just want you to understand."

"I do understand, Wocky...I feel really guilty and really ashamed! It was very selfish of me...but…"

"But, what Zuma?" Rocky asked.

"Well, you shut me out so many times. That hurt badly, and that is understating it. You devastated me. I spent nights wondering what I did wrong, and life lost a lot of its appeal without you. And then you came around...and my hopes were raised so high until you got hit and forgot about me. I still had a little hope, but then, after you said you didn't love me, and you never would, after you said you didn't remember us anymore...I couldn't take it anymore. All I wanted was for you to love me...and you didn't. Now, believing you truly were gone forever, I just...decided to end it all. Because I wasn't playing when I told you 'I can't live without you. I can't! Your love keeps me going every day, and every day I wake up, thinking of ways to please you and working my tail off to make it happen. You are why I live. I know it was selfish of me...but I didn't care." Zuma whimpered and continued crying. Rocky felt even more awful for ignoring Zuma, even before he temporarily lost his memory.

"Zuma...I never knew...I never knew how much I meant to you…" Rocky murmured. "I'm sorry I hurt you so deeply."

"You broke my heart...twice…" Zuma sobbed. "Is this going to last? Do you really...truly love me? Or are you going to abandon me...again…? I love you, Wocky...but I can't keep doing this. Another time and I really will kill myself. If you are going to stay with me, then stay. But if not, let me go. Because every time you lie to me and tell me you love me, you just hurt me more."

"Zuma...Zuma, no!" Rocky cried. "You think I lied to you when I told you I loved you?"

"Honestly? Yes…" Zuma whined. Rocky let go of Zuma and backed away from him. "No…" Zuma said, trying to pull Rocky back to him. Rocky shook his head.

"No, Zuma," he whispered. "I don't deserve you…" he hung his head and shook it. "I don't deserve you at all. No matter what the reason was...I hurt you...I'll never be able to forgive myself. Go find yourself someone who can love you the way you deserve...because I am not that pup." He turned away from Zuma and went to jump off the bed, and grabbed his paw.

"Wocky...don't leave me again!" He begged. "Don't you see what you are doing? I love you, and you are shutting me out again! Why? Why do you want to leave me?"

"Because I don't deserve you!" Rocky shouted finally. "You don't think I love you…" Zuma had knocked Rocky flat in an instant.

"Because you aren't acting like it! Maybe instead of running away from me, and your problems, we can talk about them?" Zuma barked back. "If you want me, then you'll have to accept me. If you stop shutting me out, we can be everything you want us to be? Do you not trust me? Is that it? And what is this shit about you not deserving me?!"

"Yes...I do trust you…" Rocky didn't look into Zuma's eyes. "And I don't deserve you..." Zuma's eyes were enraged, and he was showing his fangs to him. His fur bristled, and he had both his forepaws on Rocky's chest. He growled angrily, looking very menacing.

"I'm afraid of hurting you again," Rocky said meekly. Zuma's fur laid flat instantly, and he looked cutely quizzical. "If I hadn't been in love with you, if I hadn't let you in, you would never have been put in danger of getting hit. Because either a) we would've gone home earlier, or b) we wouldn't have gone at all."

"But I didn't get hit! You did!" Zuma replied. "Awe you weally more concerned that I almost got hit than the fact that you did?"

"Yeah...I am…" Rocky admitted. "I don't care about myself very much...I care about others...meaning I care about you… I'll sacrifice anyone's life...including mine...if it keeps you safe." Rocky's words brought tears to Zuma's eyes, and he bent his muzzle and kissed Rocky. It was a kiss of love adoration, and gratitude, than his normal kisses of passion and sexual excitement.

Zuma licked at Rocky's teeth, begging for entrance. Rocky opened his mouth slightly, granting him access. As Zuma kissed him, he slowly drew his tongue along his sharp canines, moaning as he made contact with them. Zuma growled in a deep possessive voice. Rocky gently pulled Zuma's forepaws off of him. He pulled Zuma onto his chest without opening his eyes. He placed his paws on Zuma's warm, soft hindquarters and rubbed them amorously, enjoying the feeling of Zuma's longer-than-average fur through his paws. Zuma pulled back to speak to Rocky, but Rocky caught his lips again.

"More..." he whispered. Rocky kissed him again and again until Zuma was breathless.

"Wocky...stop it…" Zuma giggled. "Don't get addicted to me." Rocky pulled his muzzle down again, his mind intoxicated by Zuma's scent. Zuma pulled back again and was able to take one breath before Rocky kissed him again. He moaned, wanting to leave Rocky to speak, but missing the incredible pleasure his lips gave.

"Too late...I need you..." Rocky murmured. "You are necessary for life now…"

"Just give me a sec?" ZUma pleaded.

"Hurry up and speak so I can get on with it." Already Rocky was pulling Zuma's snout closer to his, and their whiskers were already brushing.

"Though I'm worried about your lack of self-care, I'm happy. It's not that you don't love me...I was wrong. You do love me...you're just afraid. Well, to that, I have no easy answer. It will take time for you to love me without fear, but I've waited for you this long...I can wait longer...because I love you."

"I love you too Zuma…" Rocky whispered. "You're so sweet!" Zuma blushed.

"Now that we've had our little conversation…" Rocky breathed. Zuma shivered as Rocky nuzzled his neck. "Let's have a little fun, shall we?" Rocky finished. "You down for that?" Zuma nodded his head.

"I'm game…" he whispered.

"Lie still, Zuma," Rocky commanded softly. Zuma blushed red but obeyed him. Rocky smirked and rolled his eyes. "No, silly. I'm not making love to you... yet. There's something I've gotta do before then, though." He suddenly began licking Zuma's neck. Zuma sighed, and Rocky inhaled his sweet breath. He began rubbing his neck across Zuma's, fur brushing against fur.

"What...what are you doing?" Zuma asked. Why do I feel this way...like I'm burning in paradise...

(Astrid S fans, you got the reference)

"I like your scent...but I like our scent better," Rocky said. "I'm scent marking you…"

"Wocky...I love you and all...but...ummm…" Zuma looked in between Rocky's legs nervously. His ears went behind his head and he gulped. "Do I weally...hafta...because I'll do it...but...umm…"

Rocky rolled his eyes and smiled.

"There are other ways to scent mark something than that, Zuma," Rocky said. Zuma exhaled audibly.

"I had concerns for a moment there," Zuma said, flicking his tail in Rocky's snout.

"You still would've let me," Rocky said. Zuma nodded and blushed.

"Of course!" he said. "But I'm glad there are other ways."

"I'm scent marking you in a kinder way than normal. You know...we produce our scent, and I'm rubbing mine all over you. And I mean everywhere... Anyone who smells you will know that you've already been claimed...as I said...I'm NOT sharing.

"Awe you sure about that?" Zuma asked. Rocky began looking very fierce.

"You are mine," Rocky growled. Rocky's snout was very close to Zuma's, and he bared his fangs, his eyes wild with passion and desire. Zuma's ears were gratified with Rocky's promise of protection and love and knew right then that Rocky would never leave him. He shivered, feeling extremely aroused by Rocky's dominant demeanor.

"Yes, Wocky...I belong to you...I'm all yours...and only yours…everything I have...you can take..." Zuma murmured. Rocky looked over his entire body again before nodding.

"Good," he said. His tongue tickled Zuma's chest, and Zuma laughed. Rocky growled low in his throat, and he began sucking on the hidden, pink nubs on Zuma's chest. Zuma arched his back slightly.

"Ahhh…!" Zuma moaned. "Wocky...that feels amazing…!"

While Rocky was busy doing that, he was also rubbing his paws all across Zuma's body, until Zuma's head began to spin. Rocky's scent was saturated into his fur, and the heady, intoxicating smell made a chain of violent shivers go through Zuma. He felt a hard feeling between his legs and blushed. When Rocky had finished licking and rubbing his scent through his entire body, he began licking the soft skin and fur in between his hindlegs.

"Whoa there, boy!" Zuma exclaimed, squirming.

"What...you don't like it?" Rocky asked.

"No! I do...it's just that…'' Rocky began licking his soft, cute sheath. Zuma let out a loud moan and began squirming. Rocky put a paw over his chest to keep him still. "What...are you doing?" Zuma panted. Rocky pulled his head up and kissed Zuma softly.

"I'm doing what I know you want," he whispered, looking into his eyes for a bit before resuming his actions. Zuma moaned quietly to himself as Rocky licked him.

"Wocky…." he said, squirming.

"Shhh, Zuma," Rocky murmured, breathing in Zuma's intoxicating, seductive scent. "Just lay back and enjoy it…" Zuma found it hard to lay still when Rocky was pleasuring him so, but he managed.

"You're gonna smell really good when I'm done..." Rocky promised.

"I feel weally good..." Zuma whined. "But...I mean...that's kinda private..."

"It doesn't matter. We are all alone...no one is gonna know...we have all the privacy we need...besides, I deserve this. You deserve this. And I know you're just being shy...you've wanted me to do this for a long time. I'm your best friend for goodness sake, and we don't keep secrets from each other.,,besides...do you really wanna keep anything else private from me? Or are you ready for me to give you the night of your life?" Rocky pushed Zuma's hindlegs back apart. Zuma nodded and blushed.

"Get back to licking, Wocky," he said. Rocky smirked at him, dipped his head, and obeyed. It was a long time before Rocky gave his furry sheath one last lick and stepped back. Zuma sighed.

"Go on, sniff yourself, Zuma," Rocky commanded. Zuma obeyed.

"Ooooh...I smell good!" he exclaimed. "My god... it's the best thing I've ever smelled! Thanks, Wocky!"

"Glad you like it. It's my own secret blend." Rocky smirked. "But...would you mind sharing it? And I want it everywhere as well."

"You mean you'll let me…"

"Like you even have to ask." Rocky snorted. Zuma looked like he was over the moon. He began imitating Rocky, licking his face, then his ears. Zuma trailed kisses and licks down Rocky's neck. "Right there...Zumi...right there…" Rocky panted.

"Good thing we have all night...because this is gonna take a while," Zuma said.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Rocky whispered, cocking his head slightly. Zuma lightly set his fangs in Rocky's neck, not cutting the skin, but applying firm pressure. Rocky mewled.

"You like it?" Zuma asked.

"I love it, Zuma," Rocky said.

"Okay, Wocky. Lay back for me." Zuma commanded after he was done. Rocky obeyed, and Zuma gently nuzzled his hindlegs apart. Rocky's scent immediately invaded his nose so strongly he almost fell over. "Wocky...dude…" Zuma said woozily. Rocky blushed.

"What? You turn me on," he admitted shyly. "Is it too strong? Do you not like it?"

"No... it's perfect." Zuma replied. "I love your scent, Wocky...and it's so strong down here…" Zuma bit Rocky's tail softly and pulled it away. Finally uncovered, Zuma could see Rocky's dark gray sheath. It looked very cute and Zuma 'awwwww'ed. He looked up at Rocky, who was blushing madly.

"What?" he asked.

"Its so cute!" Zuma exclaimed, rubbing it with his paw. Rocky's pelt began burning.

"Ooooh...yeah..." Rocky sighed. "You don't know how long I've wanted this..." Zuma squeezed his paw, and Rocky let out a short yelp. "Ahhhh!" Zuma laid his paw down, then lowered his muzzle.

"Go on…" Rocky murmured. Zuma sniffed the entire area first, lightly bumping it with his nose, teasing Rocky. "Just do it already…" Rocky begged, trying to sit up. Zuma pushed him flat on his back with one paw.

"All good things come to those who wait," Zuma murmured. He began licking the area right around it, dampening it with his tongue, but not yet touching it.

"Zuma...please?" Rocky begged, whining. Zuma sighed, and on his next lick, he when directly up Rocky's sheath. Electricity coursed through Rocky's veins, and he sprang back in surprise. Zuma cocked his head quizzically. Rocky was breathing hard.

"That's what you wanted," Zuma murmured.

"I didn't expect it to feel so...good…" Rocky replied. "That was intense," Zuma smirked at him and put a paw on his chest.

"Let's continue, shall we? I want to taste you…" Zuma softly began pushing Rocky back, and the eco-pup sat on his haunches, blushing. "Hey, don't be embawwassed, Wocky," Zuma said.

"I don't know why I am...I just am…" Rocky admitted. "Even though I want this...really badly."

"Just lay back and enjoy it, Wocky…" Zuma murmured. "Just enjoy it…" he pushed Rocky all the way back. "This is gonna feel really good," Zuma said in a soft, seductive voice. Rocky felt Zuma's tongue on his sheath again, and had not Zuma been holding him down, he would've sprung back again. It felt like fire, and the feeling made his blood boil. Rocky panted as Zuma licked him, head tossing and turning from the incredible pleasure. Zuma rubbed his gray fur amorously, and closed his eyes, enjoying Rocky's pure, unfiltered taste.

"You taste...weally….weally...weally good…" Zuma murmured. His licking became more intense.

"Oh-okay, Zuma...I think...that's enough…" Rocky cried after a while. "I can't take it!"

"Yes, you can," Zuma said. "This is what I felt like. It feels good, doesn't it?" Rocky nodded and tossed his head further as Zuma gave it a long, slow lick.

"Yeah...right there..." Rocky moaned. He felt himself getting a little hard.

"You're pretty excited," Zuma smirked. He smacked his lips, savoring the taste, stepping back. "Now that's a good pup treat," he said finally. He gave it one last lick, . Rocky looked spent. His eyes were closed, and his chest went in and out rapidly.

"Wocky…" Zuma whispered. "Was it weally that intense?"

"Ugh…." Rocky moaned, opening his eyes. Zuma smiled and rolled his eyes. "I'm not tired...I just feel really good…" Zuma placed his lips over Rocky's and kissed him. Rocky moaned.

"I do taste really good," Rocky murmured. "But not as good as you do… in fact...I think I'll take seconds." Zuma blushed.

"After all this...I don't even think we need to be boyfriends." Zuma said after he was finished. "I'm skipping straight to mate."

"I'm glad you feel the way, Zuma...because if we weren't...this would be very...inappropriate right now." He began sniffing his pelt, enjoying the mixed scent of Zuma on him. "You are right...we do smell good."

Zuma sniffed in between his legs, where the scent was much stronger. His arousal had become much easier to see, and he blushed. He closed his legs hurriedly, not wanting Rocky to notice.

"Oh, Zuma...you don't have to be embarrassed," Rocky said, nuzzling his hind legs back apart. He began drooling a bit as he took in all of Zuma.

"There is nothing you have that I won't see, or touch before the night is over. I plan to mate you hard, so you'd better get your tail ready for it."

"Ahhh…." Zuma moaned quietly, just the thoughts of all the fun things Rocky was going to do to him turning him on further. "Go on…" he whispered. "I'm a weally tasty tweat," Rocky smirked at him before dipping his head to lick Zuma further, pleasuring the pup immensely. When Zuma couldn't take anymore, he switched to kissing him, their mixed tastes mixing further in his maw.

Zuma felt extremely turned on by Rocky's paws, and by his kisses. Zuma didn't know how long Rocky had been pleasuring him. Time seemed to have no meaning.

"I've felt starved of your affection, Wocky," Zuma whispered.

"Then eat up, because that's all you are getting tonight. All my love." Rocky replied, massaging Zuma's chest. He closed his eyes and kissed him. Zuma's tail swished over his chest rapidly, and Rocky smiled. "How am I doing?"

"Awesome." Zuma replied. "Just...keep kissing me, okay?"

"You got it." Rocky winked at him.

The seconds melted into minutes into hours. Zuma pulled back for the long kiss he had been sharing with Rocky. At this point in the night, they both had reached maximum arousal...almost. To go over the edge, as they both wanted, a little more was necessary.

"I'm glad you want to be my mate, Wocky," Zuma whispered.

"I am as well. But don't I have to do something to earn the title?" Rocky asked.

"Yeah…" Zuma replied. He laid out on his back. "I'm all yours." Rocky was drooling over his hot, sexy, adorable mate.

"You look so sexy, presenting yourself like that. And I'm the only one who gets to see it." Rocky whispered.

"Of course...I belong to you, after all…" Zuma breathed.

"Do you like being mine? Am I treating you right?" Rocky asked. Zuma nodded quickly.

"I only want to be yours...no one else's…" Zuma looked down at himself and blushed, flicking his tail out of the way and looking up at Rocky with equal amounts of love, lust, and want.

"Stay right there, and don't move," he said. He jumped off the bed and turned out the light, leaving them in complete darkness. Their eyes soon adjusted though, and they looked at each other seductively. Rocky jumped back on the bed.

"Ready, Zuma?" he asked. Zuma nodded and moved his tail out of the way.

"This is gonna be a long night," he murmured.

"Good..." Rocky said, kissing him while spreading Zuma's legs apart. Zuma moaned, knowing what was coming next. "Because I don't tire easily."

Rocky was right. If anyone had passed by Rocky's pup house at any time that night, all the way into the dawn of the next day, all they would've heard was the sound of Rocky and Zuma's passionate lovemaking. And they showed no signs of slowing down...at least...not anytime soon.

THE END

Yes! Burning Love is complete! You know, I never thought I say this so soon, but this is my first completed story! (For anyone wondering, 'When The Past Becomes The Future' doesn't count, as it is merely Part One of the series.

Also, this story was actually written as a dare. I dared myself to write a multi-chaptered story within a week! And I did it! The first chapter was written Saturday of last week (3/26/21), and finished today (4/2/21)!

I'm super happy about this, and about how it turned out. As with every story I write, I may or may not go back in to edit parts, add things, or whatever. I just needed a break from my other stories, to write something cute (and towards the end, extremely spicy) for my OTP. (You're welcome, Rocky, Zuma.)

Welp, the pups have felt and experienced it all, from Feelings to Thoughts, Pain, Memories, and finally, Love.

I didn't expect this to be so long. It was a one-shot a first in the early stages, and after the dare, it was only supposed to be two chapters long. I accidentally exceeded that number by 250%, but...whatever. I'd explode if I kept all my thoughts to myself. Besides, I like this a lot better.

Also, thank you guys soooo much for taking the poll on my page. You made it really easy for me, seeing as to how 50% of you said yes, and 50% said no.

*smh

I'm still not sure, so I'm just going to leave it there until further notice. But then again, it would be just like you guys to press the "I'm not sure" button, and then I really won't know what to do. Sigh...

(Wow, I'm rambling at this point. Only two more sentences left guys, then you can go.)

That's all for now! If you liked this story, leave a vote, and any questions or comments, (as long as you are respectful), are more than welcome.

Cya!