First PWP, sorry if it sucks.
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A raven haired teen let out a sigh as he walked into the kitchen where he saw his mother sitting a basket on the table, "You called?"

"Stan I need you to take this to grandpa, he's probably almost out of food," she motioned to the basket she just sat on the table, now revealed to be full of food. "Why can't you take it?"

"I have to go to work, and before you ask Randy is out, come on, he'd be happy to see you."

Stan bit back a groan, it wasn't that he hated to see his grandfather, he just hated the walk through the forest that led to his house, regardless he agreed, "Fine."

"Alright, it's cold out so get something warm to wear."

The teen rolled his eyes as he went back to his room and grabbed his black cloak from his chair, all of his other outerwear was in the wash so it would have to do, he put it on over his black clothes and walked back out and saw his mother holding the basket, "Now I need you to be careful Stan, there've been reports that wolves have been spotted."

Of course. "I will..."

"Alright," she handed him the basket and pulled his hood up over his head, "Be safe."

He walked out the door holding the basket, and into the lightly chilled spring air, and started his path down towards the forest.

Fifteen minutes into his walk he felt as if he was being watched, he tried to suppress a shiver as he remembered what his mother told him, but he kept moving forward, it was another twenty-minute walk to his grandfather's and he didn't want to be out there any longer then he'd have to. He ignored the rustling leaves, trying to convince himself it was the wind or a small animal, but he couldn't shake the feeling of eyes watching him. His heart began to race as the rustling continued to grow closer, he picked up his pace, contemplating ditching the basket to make a run for it, he turned his head back to see if there was anyone following, only to walk right into a solid surface.

His heart nearly stopped. He slowly stepped back and came face to face with a tall muscular looking teen as he had a good few inches on him. He had bright red hair in messy curls, as he wore a red and black unbuttoned flannel, revealing the skin underneath, ripped jeans, and old brown boots, the teen stood before him with a smirk revealing sharp canines, and in his mess of hair he could make out two wolf-like ears twitching, and he noticed a red tail swaying behind him, and his piercing green eyes looked down at him in an interested manner.

Stan took another step away from the wolf eared teen, usually, he'd be more calm about things like this, but his paranoia that he accumulated from the walk had consumed him, as he stood frozen at the sight of the, from what he could assume wolf. The red wolf tilted his head at the raven teen, "What's wrong, cat got your tongue? Or do my looks just take your breath away?"

The raven's face burned a bright red, he opened his mouth to say something but all that came out was, "I-I," he took a deep breath and cleared his throat, pushing down his fear, "What kind of person stalks someone and scares the shit out of them?!"

The redhead gave a chuckle, "Sorry, just haven't seen you around these parts before, what's a cute little bunny like you doing out here."

The goth rolled his eyes, trying to suppress his blush at the nickname, as he seemed to regain his cool, "Why does that matter?"

The other shrugged, "Guess it doesn't, but anyway, I'm Kyle," he held his hand out towards the other. Stan looked down at it, he noticed how his nails were long and sharp like claws. Maybe if he played along he'd leave, he stuck out his hand and introduced himself, "Stan."

Kyle took Stan's hand, his smirk widening as he replied, "Well it's a pleasure to meet you, little rabbit."

The raven pulled his hand away from the redhead trying to push down another blush, why was he calling him that, he pulled his hood further over his head and looked to the ground, "I have to go."

Stan shifted the basket and walked around the taller teen, only for Kyle to follow, "Why don't I come with ya? It's kind of dangerous around here."

"I'm good."

"Are you sure."

"Yes," Stan picked up the pace, pulling his hood again, hoping to get away from wolf eared teen.

Kyle stopped following and stood in the middle of the path, getting the hints that the human wanted to walk alone. Letting out a sigh, he walked back into the wooded area and made his way to an all to a familiar house.

Stan let out a sigh of relief when he saw the house that belonged to his grandfather, one he had traveled to many times before, but when he approached the door he found that the door was cracked open, did grandpa forget to close it again? With a sigh, he opened the door more and walked in, "Grandpa, you left the door open again!"

He closed the door behind him but didn't hear a response, but he heard something in the kitchen, "Grandpa?"

He walked towards the doorway and peered in, only to see the same wolf eared teen from the forest sitting at the table, with a mouth full of food, confused he stepped into the center of the entrance to make his presence known, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Kyle's eyes widen at the sudden appearance of the goth, nearly choking on the sandwich he was eating, he swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Why are you here?"

"This is my grandpa's house, why are you here? And where is he?"

Sudden panic then gipped Stan's chest, did this guy kill his grandfather?! Only to quickly debunk it, as the teen had nowhere close to enough time to clean up a mess, and he was nowhere close to being bloody, so there was no way he could've done that. "The door was unlocked so I walked in, and for him, no idea, no one was home."

The raven glared at the other, "So you just barge in on people's houses and eat their food?"

Kyle shrugged, "I take what I can get."

Stan continued to glare as he carefully stepped into the room and made his way to the table, where he sat the basket full of food with a light thud. "That's called theft and trespassing."

The wolf eared teen finished his food and stood, "So?"

He then walked past the teen and made his way to the couch where he fell on it in a laying down position, Stan followed but continued to glare. "You ate, so get out."

"Nah."

"It wasn't a request it was a fucking demand."

"Does it look like I care? Besides, I could use a nap."

Stan bared his teeth in aggregation, "Fine."

He walked over to the couch then promptly sat on the teen right around the beltline, catching Kyle off guard by the sudden weight "Shit!"

"If you're going to be in my grandpa's house, then I'm not letting you out of my sight."

The redhead groaned, "You can sit somewhere else to do that."

"Suck it up, my grandpa's house, my rules."

"But this is uncomfortable..."

Stan shot Kyle a heated glare, then, out of spite, shifted his body even more onto Kyle, crossing his arms and legs with a smirk directed at the wolf eared teen. The redhead bit back a quiet moan as he felt himself harden from the movement near his lower area, he gave the raven a scowl, only for it to turn into a smirk at an idea.

He placed one of his clawed hands on Stan's thigh, causing a light blush to dust his cheeks. He moved Kyle's hand off it, only for it to reappear back where it was, they repeated this a few times till the redhead grew bored of the raven's reaction and slid his hand closer to Stan's groin region causing the raven's blush to deepen and shift uncomfortably. This caused Stan's cloak to shift and reveal his clothes, as he wore a white long-sleeved shirt with a black corset belt, black skinny jeans, and black lace-up knee boots with short wedged heels.

Kyle's smirk widened, "Seems like you like it rough."

Stan turned to look at the wolf eared teen with his face an even darker red, as he felt his pants tighten, "W-what?!"

"A corset? I wonder what else that says about you," he teased with a suggestive smirk.

"Shit..." He looked away, trying to avoid Kyle's deep green eyes.

The redhead's eyes traveled down Stan's body and landed on the still-forming tent in his tight black jeans, he could smell the arousal, while Stan shifted, trying to hide the unwanted attention. "Seems like you're having trouble."

"No thanks to you," he growled.

Kyle then shifted again, forcing himself to sit up and caused Stan to slide down right into the wolf eared teen's lap right on his hardening dick, causing the raven to stiffen. "Maybe we can help each other."

Stan swallowed when he felt Kyle's arms wrap around his waist, causing him to shiver. Fuck this was so embarrassing, here he was hard because of and in front of a stranger he just met in the woods. He felt Kyle's harden dick press against his backside as he sat uncomfortably in the wolf eared teen's lap who was gently breathing on his ear.

"Fine, but if you waste my time-"

A wild grin spread across Kyle's face as he quickly shifted one arm under Stan's legs, and the other around his back and lifted himself up with Stan in his arms with no problem, which cut the raven off.

"Oh, I'll make sure you enjoy it."

Kyle carried the raven through the house towards a bedroom door, Stan took note that it seemed that Kyle seemed to know the layout of his grandfather's home, but quickly forgot when the wolf eared teen tossed him on the bed, causing his hood to fall, which the bed was technically his as he was the only one who visited and stayed the night in the guest bedroom. The redhead loomed over him with a hungry yet restrained look in his eye, making Stan's mouth go dry. The taller teen reached towards the raven's neck, only to slowly unbutton the cloak the hung from Stan's neck, causing it to fall into a heap on the bed.

The wolf eared teen leaned forward and breathed against Stan's pale skin, causing the raven to shiver at the feeling, it didn't help when he felt Kyle's tongue trail from his collar bone all the way to his ear, "You taste good."

He pulled away and saw Stan's flushed face, his breathing was uneven and he noticed how the raven's fingers were starting to dig into the blanket of the well-made bed. "How about we get these clothes off, yeah?"

The raven swallowed but nodded, he was about to untie his shirt only to be stopped by the other, "Uh-uh, I'm doing it. So let's start with those boots."

Stan gave the redhead an irritated look but complied by shifting his legs to hang off the bed in front of the wolf eared teen. Who got on his knees and lifted one of Stan's legs till it was straight, only to let it fall, his clawed hands reached for the laces at the top of the boot and slowly pulled till the knot came loose, and slowly loosening the rest, where he then slowly pulled the boot off Stan's foot and left it where it landed. He repeated the same action with the other, causing Stan to let out an impatience groan.

"Hey now, patience is a virtue, the more you wait, the better It'll be."

The goth teen let out another groan, he was the jackass who suggested this. Kyle kicked off his own boots, with much less grace than he ever had with Stan's. He made a spinning motion with his pointer finger as he said, "Turn around," which the raven obeyed, he shook his hips considering his pants were still uncomfortable at the moment. Kyle placed one hand on Stan's back and used the other to trace the bow of on the corset.

Loosening the knot, he allowed the strings to fall, only to wrap them around his fingers and give a sharp pull, causing Stan to gasp in surprise. The raven felt himself harden more at the action, causing him to let out a strained moan, "Didn't take you for a masochist little rabbit," Kyle said a smirk obvious in his tone, as he pulled the strings even tighter, "A-Ah!"

"Damn you have a nice voice," the wolf eared teen grinned as he slowly let his grip slip, causing the corset to loosen. Slowly he undid the lace and tossed it on the chair by the door, Stan was slowly regaining his breath, but that didn't stop Kyle from pulling at the hem of the goth's white shirt, and slowly lifted it up, revealing Stan's pale chest. He pulled it over the raven's head and pulled his arms out of the sleeves, and tossed it with the corset piece on the chair.

Kyle let his unbuttoned flannel fall off his person onto the floor and undid his pants. He climbed onto the little space of the bed behind Stan, his rough hands felt the raven's shoulders, he used his fingers to massage his slightly tensed muscles. "Just relax little rabbit, you can't enjoy being all stiff."

Stan let out a mewl as slowly relaxed in Kyle's grip, the redhead's hands feeling up and down the raven's arms, it felt so good, but as he was nearly melted in Kyle's grip he felt the wolf eared teen's hands pull away, but before he could say anything, he felt something sharp dig into his back, he knew it wasn't deep enough to bleed, but he knew that it broke skin, but the sharp pain melted in with a twisted feeling of pleasure, "S-shit."

"You like that?"

Knowing there'd be no point denying it as his voice and body had already betrayed him. "Y-yeah."

"Good to know that you're honest with yourself."

The redhead continued to grin as he raked his nails against Stan's back, it wasn't bleeding, but there was now rows of deep red lines stretching across his back along with matching lines of now broken dead skin. Stan continued to let out moans as he felt most of his back get the same treatment, only to feel Kyle's nails pull away, he turned his head to see the redhead smirking down at him before leaning forward and placing his lips in the crook of Stan's neck. Only for Stan to feel Kyle's mouth open and his canines to graze his neck, he heard himself let out a surprised yelp when he felt them bite into his skin, which turned into a near delighted moan as he pushed himself against the redhead's bite.

Kyle grinned at the action as he lapped up the blood from the first bite then took another, less harsh and didn't break the skin, and he sucked the area, his hands then reached down to Stan's waist. He undid Stan's pants and reached inside, rubbing the harden organ from outside of the goth's boxers, causing him to moan and buck his hips. Kyle sucked on more a few other places on Stan's neck, the smell of his arousal was intoxicating but pulled away when he thought Stan was about to come, causing the raven to let out a whine.

"You don't get all the fun now," Kyle teased as he was ready to free lose his pants. He pulled them down and kicked them off, he then made Stan turn and lay on his back, his head on the pillows, the raven growing impatience, but Kyle didn't speed up his pace, as he slowly looped his fingers in the belt loops and pulled Stan's skin-tight pants down his pale legs, revealing his straining dark-colored boxers. Kyle took his sweet time taking those off the goth as well, causing Stan to buck his hips again.

"You seem ready," Kyle smirked as he crawled over top of the smaller teen, his green eyes practically glowing with lust, and his tail frantically wagging behind him, Stan let out a whine, only for Kyle's eyes to wander onto the side table next to the bed, a small bottle of lotion, with only half of its contents inside, "Well aren't you a naughty boy, do you like to get your rocks off when you visit your grandpa?"

Stan's face turned a bright crimson as he turned his head away to avoid Kyle's eyes, "S-shut up!"

"I ain't judging, we all have our needs," he reached over and picked up the bottle, "Besides, this will make everything so much easier."

The redhead fixed himself in between Stan's legs and poured a generous amount of lotion on his hand, he traced one of his now slick clawed fingers over Stan's crack, from his backside to his balls, causing Stan to claw at the blankets under him at the feeling, only to remember something before they went too far, although it is kind of late to say that now, "W-wait, y-you're clean right?"

Kyle looked up into Stan's barely clear, lust clouded brown eyes, "Of course, if I wasn't we wouldn't be doing this, and I can assume you're the same?"

The raven nodded, Kyle then smirked and huskily whispered, "Good."

He used the moist pointer finger to start, using his claw, he carefully circled Stan's puckered hole before plunging in, he felt the raven's body tensed as the intrusion and heard him make a noise when he was two knuckles deep, "Now, now little rabbit, I can't spread you open if your all tense like that," Using his free hand, he placed it on Stan's hip and gently rubbed circles on it, causing the raven to gasp and buck his hips, relaxing his insides a bit.

Kyle grinned as he was able to access more easily, Stan's insides felt soft as he slowly slid his fingers in and out of the slowly stretching hole. After a few minutes, when Stan grew used to the single-digit, he added a second, causing the raven to gasp, the redhead did the same thing as before until he felt that Stan had grown used to his two fingers, so with a smirk, he curled them, his claws scraping the raven's soft insides, causing the other to let out a yelp, "Sorry, did that hurt?"

"I-it's good," he tried to bite back a moan as Kyle continued to stretch him by curing his fingers, and scraping his insides, and it felt so good.

Minutes later, Kyle pulled out his fingers and viewed the stretched muscle, only to hear Stan let out a whine of discomfort at the sudden emptiness, as he bucked his hips as a desperate plea for friction. The redhead gave a chuckle as he said, "So you're ready then?"

Stan's lust glazed eyes met his as he nodded, "Alright."

He reached for the lotion again and coated his standing erection with it, slowly he shifted himself till his penis tip met with Stan's entrance, as he teasingly pressed his it against the puckered hole, not actually entering, much to the raven's annoyance, "Hurry the fuck up!"

A wicked grin appeared on Kyle's face, and in a blink of an eye, the taller teen flipped their positions, with Kyle laying under Stan who sat at his waist right next to his standing erecting. "What the hell are you doing?!"

"Ride me."

Stan's still flushed cheeks darkened, "Why?!"

"You get to go at your own pace since you don't want to wait."

The raven bit back a growl, but if he was honest, it sounded kind of hot, so with a deep breath he said, "Fine."

Using his legs, he lifted himself over Kyle's standing dick, he felt Kyle's hands grab his hips and line him up with the large erection, the redhead's tip now grazing the other's puckered hole. Stan bit his lip as he felt his stomach turn, now lined up, slowly, he lowered himself down, gasping as the large penis penetrated, spreading and filling him further then fingers ever could. The raven slowly sank down till he was completely filled, biting back moans as his hips connected with Kyle's, he panted as saliva trailed from the corner of his mouth, his hands clenching into fists as he waited to move, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the large dick up his ass.

Kyle held back from bucking his hips against Stan's, giving the other teen time to get used to the feeling, but damn was it hard. Stan's insides squeezed around him just right, and he just wanted to pound into him, with Stan's lust glazed eyes staring into his own as their breathy moans filled the room. However, he always found sex to be better if it was mutual. Sure it'd be nice, but it's better when it's an equal exchange, as they help each other more then if it was just one-sided.

It wasn't until he felt Stan shift did he know things were finally going to get started. Stan placed his hands on Kyle's chest for balance as he used his legs again to lift himself up, his breathing was labored as all that was left was the tip, only to then slowly sink down again, moaning a bit as Kyle was fully inside him again. Kyle watched as Stan repeated the action, feeling as he was pulled in and out of him, but his speed was steadily increasing and this caused the wolf eared teen to buck against the raven, causing him to gasp at the sudden movement.

"You like that?"

Starting to lose himself Stan whimpered but gave a nod. Kyle grinned as repeated the action, now gripping the other's hips, causing the raven to moan at the feeling, only that the redhead continued on, not that he was complaining, his speed increased to the point that Stan was practically bouncing against Kyle, his nails dug into Kyle's chest as he needed something to hold onto to have some sort of grip of reality.

Breathy moans filled the room as the raven continued to ride the wolf eared teen, only for Stan to let out a sudden scream of pleasure, catching the redhead off guard, but before he could say anything Stan begged, "Again!"

Kyle blinked at the other before realizing that he must have hit his prostate, so with a smirk, he thrust his hips up again and got a similar reaction, he felt Stan's nails dig further into his chest and his legs tremble against Kyle's thighs before his arms collapsed on him, causing the smaller teen to lay against the redhead's chest, panting as he absentmindedly scratched the other's chest, leaving dark red lines.

The wolf eared teen leaned forward and whispered into the other's ear, "How about I take over little rabbit?"

Stan let out a whine but nodded against Kyle's chest, but let out a surprised yelp when Kyle's claws dug into his sides as he was flipped onto his back under Kyle. The wolfish teen stared down at him with a look of hunger in his eyes, he slowly pulled out some only to suddenly slam back inside, hitting Stan's prostate, causing the raven to yell in ecstasy as the redhead did it again, and again. Stan grunted and moaned every time their hips made contact, the delicious pleasure curling up in his stomach, but he wanted more, "Ch-choke me."

Kyle froze mid-movement, "What?"

Stan growled at the lack of movement and demanded, "I want your fucking hands around my neck to choke me!"

The redhead blinked only to smirk, "You're a kinky bastard aren't ya?"

He removed his hands from Stan's hips and wrapped them around the raven's neck, only squeezing the sides to give a similar feeling of being choked, but not cutting off the air supply, and went back to thrusting into the smaller teen, adding great amounts of pleasure to Stan, causing the coil in his gut to tighten. His breathing labored as Kyle kept a steady, yet fast, pace, while his hands squeezed the sides of Stan's neck, but not too hard to cause any damage.

They both felt close, Kyle bared his fangs and he let out a deep growl. His arms shook as he let go of the raven's pale, now red, neck, Stan's eyes looked back up at the redhead and noticed an animalistic look in Kyle's green eyes, before he could say anything the wolf eared teen leaned forward and bit down on his shoulder, causing him to let out a surprised yelp, but it turned into a masochistic moan.

He felt Kyle's tongue lap at the wounds, digging into the fresh holes a little, adding more pressure to the coil in his stomach. Kyle then bit his other shoulder, gaining the same reaction as before, he continued to thrust into Stan, faster than before at an erratic pace, more animalistic like.

The coil in Stan's stomach tightened more, he felt like he was about to explode, it didn't help when he felt Kyle nip at his neck after he bit a matching mark onto his other shoulder, not breaking the skin. He heard Kyle let out another growl, and ram inside of him again, he felt himself tightened around Kyle's throbbing dick when he hit his prostate once more, then and let out screamed, "O-oh God!"

And he released. His white come splattered all over his and Kyle's stomachs, his breathing labored, but he felt Kyle thrust a couple times more before pulling out all the way and splattering his own release on the raven. The two breathed heavily as they looked at each other's eyes, both buzzing with afterglow, only for Kyle's arms to give out on him, he was able to avoid landing on top of the smaller teen, Stan's eyes grew heavy as he realized how drained he was, but he was able to feel Kyle's arms wrap around his form and bring him closer. Stan's breathing soon evened, as he drifted off to sleep.

Kyle rested his eyes as he embraced the warm body next to his, it'd been a while since he had any human contact, subconsciously he pressed his lips to the back of the sleeping teen's neck. He eventually fell asleep, only to wake an hour later, looking out the window he could see the setting sun so with a sigh he carefully moved Stan away and covered his dirty body with the blanket, he picked up his clothes and redressed himself, taking note that he'll need to bathe later.

Quietly he wrote a note and left it on the side table next to Stan, and left the room, closing the door behind him. He walked into the living room buttoning up his top only to freeze when he saw someone sitting in one of the chairs like he was waiting. "U-uh, h-hey gramps."

"Billy, you know I do not mind you hanging about, but next time you screw my grandson, make sure I'm not going to show up and hear it."

Kyle's face turned a dark red and his wolf ears folded down, when the hell did he get back? "Y-yes, sir."

The redhead made his way to the door, but before he could make it all the way out he heard the old man say, "Don't be afraid to come back now, ya hear?"

"Don't worry gramps, I will. Later." And the wolf teen walked left.

What did you guys think of this monstrosity? Also, there will be a continuation.