This is my third chapter of Blacksad: Under the Skin
Pairings: Blacksad/Smirnov (Slash)
Rated: M
After that rather unexpected encounter, John buried his head in his hands. "Is that the reality I have endured?" He thought until his wife, Alma. "I need that nap. "She stretched and yawned" She saw her husband in a sad state, but that's not all she saw cause his pants and shirt were lying on the back of the chair. 'Darling, are you okay? She asked, putting a hand o his shoulder. "Yes, I'm just clearing my head. She rubbed both his shoulders and kissed his neck. "How about we have sex first, you seem tense," She said sexually. "Uhhh, I think I need time to think" He got up and started walking to the balcony. "Why don't you go get ready? I'll be there soon," He said without looking at her."Ohhh, a surprise, huh...I love surprises" She kissed his cheek before walking back to the bedroom. He was unphased by the kiss, which would be very concerning.
"What has gotten into me? Blacksad asked himself as he closed the door behind him. He looked over the edge and wondered to himself. 'I should get a drink," He asked himself before spotting La Lguana's restaurant, and coming out the doors was Gill. "What!? Didn't he learn his lesson? He kept his eyes on him, but coming out behind him was shocking; best friend, Smirnov. 'What... is he following him? He thought after using his senses to look at the observation. That horse must be up to no good. "Smirnov could need some muscle," John said before getting his phone out and calling his good friend Bobby Yale.
The light was dim-lit, and grunting and moaning could be heard. Bobby was on his bed while on top of him; both looked into each other's eyes like doves. "I wanted to thank you for that fight," Al said, between each thrust. "Thank Blacksad, he gave me the confidence to not use drugs again," He said, trying to get his words out due to his positioning. Just then, the phone started to ring. "I should get that; I never did thank him," He said. "Are you sure you can walk, hehe? Al asked. "Go fuck yourself, Stone," The Rottweiler grabbed him and pulled him down in a passionate kiss. Tounges were playing around in each other's mouths, and Al's dick was still inside of Bobby.
The phone rang again to the point where Boddy was ignoring it; even so, Stone was planting small kisses all around his neck, which made Boddy close his eyes to savor the moment.
John sighed and hung up. "Maybe I should call Weekly; he's pretty good at spying," He said, tried his number, and like Bobby, he didn't pick up. "Well...guess I'll have to investigate this myself," He said, watching as both were talking.
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"I just got an apartment; wanna be my guest," Gill asked. "Hmmm, I should get back to the office, but I guess I should squeeze in for a bit, implying that he was a busy man hence being the Mayor of New York. This made Gill smile cause he figured this could be his chance to reinvent himself. Smirnov pulled out one of his cigarettes and started to smoke it. "Oh, you smoke too? Gill asked, pecking his interest. "On certain occasions," The German Shepheard responded. They walked a couple of miles before Gill told him to stop. "I to call my personal driver," He said. "You have a driver? He asked.
"Yes," He said after making the call. Within a couple of minutes, the driver pulled up. Smirnov was shocked when one got out and opened the door for him. "Master Gill," He said. Blacksad squinted his eyes cause there were two of them, but his eyes widened when he heard a very familiar voice. "Wait, is that Eugene Colbert? He said to himself, blowing out some smoke from his cigarette. Gentlemen, please make our guest feel welcome," The horse said before Eugene opened the door for him. Wilson opened the other one for Smirnov. After the two got seated, Wilson got into the passenger seat while his husband got into the drivers. Wilson detected some sadness from his lover, so he put a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, it's gonna be alright," He said. Gill and Smirnov talked, so a while. "Hold on; I'll set my watch," The Gill said and started. The German Shepeard looked out the window, thinking about what could have been.
Bobby and Al continued to make love; they passionately kissed, followed by rolling around. Both complimented on their preformoues added with a kiss on the lips. I'm sorry about you and Helen. Bobby stroked his cheek down. "Blah, it was either her or my career, so I decided to start a clean slate," He explained, but he also said that it was a difficult decision.
Bobby could relate to letting go of someone he loved; he felt all alone now that Mary was gone. So much that the Rottweiler started to tear up, to which Al got off of him; he allowed him to be his shoulder to cry on, and he did. "Shhh, it's gonna be alright," He said, rubbing his back. Both still naked, Al couldn't help but move his hand down and grope his butt. Bobby jolted a little, and the ox asked if his boyfriend was okay. "Yes, but keep your hand on my ass," He said in a broken voice. This turned on Al and brought the Rottweiler's face up to his, then placed his tongue inside. The smell of his mouth made him very horny, so his crying phase was replaced. "Kiss me, daddy," He said. Al gladly obliged and pinned him to the bed so he couldn't move. Seeing him on top made him wanna touch every part of him, especially his beautiful chest and ass.
You know, we should start dating now," His pup said. Al, on the other hand, was quite concerned about the future of their starting relationship. "we-we should stop seeing each other," Al said, slowly moving off and laying beside him. "Huh *he rolled onto his side and stoked his cheek and stomach* why? He asked. "Let's face reality; it'll never work between us," He asked after sighing. " Can I cuddle with you? I wanna try something. He asked. Knowing it may be the first and only time, why now and sat up. The Rottweiler sat on his lap with his legs wrapped around his waist.
Al felt the dog grinding on his lower body and felt pressured to move his dick. "Lift up for me," He asked, containing his lustfulness. Bobby did as commanded, and Al stuck his dick inside his ass which gave him so much pressure. He moaned while his boyfriend whined a little. "You okay, pup? Al asked. "Just...finding my comfort spot," He said as he had his arms wrapped around his neck. Here * Al got up with the dog hooked onto him. "Let's take a shower together," He said. Boddy's heart rate skyrocketed, and he joyfully nodded before resting his head on his muscular chest. Al went to the bathroom.
Outside, on the balcony, Weekly was recording this through their love-making. "Ohh, this is a juicy story," The weasel said before addressing his unexpected arousmeant once he looked down. "Damn, I'm gonna need to find a cure, and fast," He said to himself.
I was highly inspired by hopwire's computer-animated work on the game; he's on Twitter. Silly enough, I bought the game myself and enjoyed myself; I didn't get the ending I wanted, so I restarted it. The characters were fascinating to me though I noticed that a lot of fans support Dunn and Thorpe as a couple, so I may make a tight squeeze; I don't know where they'll most likely be mentioned.