A/N: This is a one shot story that takes place after Of Kittens, Rosebuds, And A Snowflake but before Golden Owl

It is pretty much entirely gay smut but there's a bunch of family fluff right at the beginning.


Puppy Love?

After their Signal graduation, Sterling did go spend time with Dakota over in Mistral for some of the summer. Getting to leave was tricky. Weiss was clearly unsure about it, covering it up with snippy nagging on him and constantly making sure he had everything. After a while, he grunted and waved her off his hair, "Mom! Please! I look fine! He's my friend. Plus we only roomed together for three years. He's seen me with a complete bed head before I think he can handle seeing a single strand out of place."

She frowned and huffed, folding her arms, "Well excuse me for wanting you to look presentable when showing up at someone's home for the first time!"

He just stared at her unamused until she left him alone. He wasn't fooled really. Other than being at signal, a place where she was only a short drive away and surrounded by teachers who knew his condition, Sterling had never really been away from home. He hardly ever even spent time with Jin at her house for long stretches of time. His mom was nervous. He was going to be an entire continent away. While he was more than capable and very sure Dakota was the last person to get him into any trouble, he knew she was still anxious.

With a packed duffle he came down to the kitchen where she was leaned over a cup of coffee, entertaining his baby sister as the girl was on about some sort of adventure in the yard this morning. He just watched them for a bit quietly. Sometimes being around Autumn hurt. She reminded him of his mother which only brought forth all the complicated painful feelings of her not being around or wanting to support him. But he loved his little sister and Autumn adored him almost as much as Ruby. As far as Autumn was concerned, Ruby and Sterling were her heroes.

It wasn't that neither child saw Weiss as brave or strong or anything that kept her from being a warrior in their eyes. It was more that she was just mom, a different kind of hero. Kisser of skinned knees and slayer of the boogeyman. Neither of them had ever really seen her do much in the way of being a Huntress since Weiss had left it all behind when pregnant with Sterling, having no time with a sick baby to pick it back up. Autumn was still too young to know, but Sterling had learned about Weiss in school of course. He knew about the defeat of Salem and how both his parents were part of the major people to stop her. She had helped teach him when Ruby turned on him. But that was all they had ever seen.

Weiss's eyes glanced up at him from Autumn, still giving her daughter a fond smile as she listened to her ranting with a mug of hot chocolate, insisting to have a cup of something anytime Weiss had coffee. He couldn't just watch anymore now that she had acknowledged him. She didn't raise them that way. He walked further in, Autumn squealing happily at noticing him. He truly was one of her favorite people in the entire world. He gave her a smile and knelt down so he could be closer as she went to jump from her chair, Weiss easily taking the mug before it could be split from her small hands.

Autumn tugged at his shirt, "Mommy says you are gonna go see a friend. Will you be back tomorrow?"

Weiss leaned into her hand on the counter watching her kids as Sterling shook his head, "No Autumn. I'm going to be gone for a few weeks."

Her young face struggled with this. She was only seven but she understood this was going to be a long time, "But… you play with me during the summer…"

A hand rested on her head and ruffled her soft light red hair sweetly, "I'm not leaving forever I'll be back to spend time with you before I go to Beacon."

She grabbed his hand, staring at him sadly making his heart ache, "You promise Sterling? As roses have thorns?"

He gave her a warm smile, "Promise. Just as sure as roses have thorns."

It was something like a pinkie promise saying the two of them used together. She brightened quickly and squirmed back to her seat for her drink which Weiss only handed back to her once Autumn calmed down enough to sit still. Weiss may hate Ruby right now, she may feel isolated and alone in her marriage, but her kids were her everything and seeing them together always brightened her mood. She was even relaxing about him leaving as he set his duffle down at the door and stepped over, "Mom. You know I'm going to be fine right? We are just going to be hanging out. No danger, no fighting, no Grimm. Just two buddies spending time together before our lives take us separate ways."

She nodded and reached, tucking a hair from his face, Sterling allowing it, "I know. So. Are you ready to go?"

He gestured to his bag and nodded, Weiss stretching, "Alright then I guess all that's left is to get you to your flight."

She turned to her daughter and smiled, "Autumn, do you want to go see the airships?"

—-

The little girl was alive with excitement and Weiss had to grip hold of her hand firmly to not lose the ecstatic child at the station. Autumn enjoyed seeing the airships, mostly because over the years she had seen many of them because of Ruby's comings and goings but also because she knew Ruby was always on them. It was tedious to keep Autumn close but Weiss managed just fine. She had a lot of practice. Autumn had definitely inherited Ruby's energy and enthusiasm. As Weiss was trying to talk to Sterling while they waited for his ship, Autumn was trying desperately to tug Weiss towards the station gift shop. Sterling chuckled, "You aren't going to be able to leave here without buying her another model kit."

Weiss frowned a bit and sighed, "She already has all of them."

Sterling just pointed to the window display of a new model on sale and Weiss visibly slumped a bit. Weiss wasn't much of an engineer even if she was brilliant, that was all Ruby. Autumn didn't seem to care about weapons at all to Weiss's relief but she was obsessed with airship model kits even at her young age. She wasn't really able to build them alone and they were too frustrating for Weiss but she kept getting them for Autumn because in the short stints that Ruby would be home, Ruby would sit in Autumn's room with her on the floor and handle anything that required scissors or glue and build them with their daughter before she would leave again. It was something Weiss wanted Autumn to have with Ruby.

"I'll take her after you board…" Weiss sighed.

She leaned down to talk Autumn down into behaving for now and Sterling just shook his head. When his airship arrived, he hugged his family goodbye and boarded. From a window after the ship left and Autumn was waving bye, he watched her tug Weiss to the shop before they were too far to see.

—-

After a long flight, Sterling was glad to be off the airship at the Mistral station. Dakota was waiting there for him, jumping around amongst a crowd of people in his cropped white tee and short jean shorts. His tail was wagging like crazy and his ears flopped around while he bounced, grinned massively in his excitement as he called to Sterling.

Dakota was mildly short compared to Sterling. Sterling wasn't surprised he was jumping, even if Sterling could still see him in the crowd just fine. The heeler faunus was used to being shorter than the company he kept or the many male faunus and humans around him. When Sterling caught up to the dog, arms flung around him tightly, "Sterling! I'm so glad you're here!"

Sterling could only pat Dakota's head, watching the tail wagging madly and unable to stifle a grin at it. It was cute the way Dakota really did have a personality that matched his species even if Sterling refused to say anything about it, raised better than to see faunus for their animal traits. Ears twitched in Sterling's view and he looked down to notice those curious light brown eyes watching him with a toothy smile, "You staring at my butt Sterling?"

The tall boy turned red with a frown and backed a step away from the pup, looking away, "Absolutely not!"

The wholesome laugh drew his eyes back and Dakota was standing there hugging himself in laughter, "I'm just messing with you! I know you wouldn't do that!"

It had never been easy to get students to stop the rumors he and Dakota were a couple, especially because the dog was a very cuddly and clingy pup who didn't understand personal space and Sterling was pretty much his only friend outside of Jin, but everyone knew the boy was gay and Jin wasn't much into pretty boys. It didn't help that Dakota hung on Sterling way more than Jin either.

As Dakota led Sterling out to the roads beyond the station, Sterling couldn't help thinking about the many times it might have been obvious to everyone but himself that maybe all that might have been intentional? Not that Dakota was trying to do anything unwanted to him but maybe that it was Dakota trying to show him affection? He was pulled from his thoughts by the dog leaned forward into his view with a grin, hands tucked behind his arched back, "You ok space cadet?"

Sterling rolled his eyes and folded his arms, sneaking a peek along the exposed smooth skin of Dakota's lower back that led to those small shorts sitting low on dainty hips before he moved to search for any sign of Dakota's parents, "I'm fine. Just never been to Mistral before. Say, where are your mom and dad anyway?"

Dakota just chuckled, reaching to loop his arms around Sterling's arm and nuzzled close, "I don't live far! I figured we'd walk! They are currently cooking."

The silvery haired boy felt a bit flustered but let the dog lead him anyway. As they walked, Dakota did most of the talking, something Sterling was very used to and fine with, as the dog rambled on about the things they could do for the next two weeks. Sterling just nodded and humored Dakota until they reached the house. It was a small and cute little home. From outside you could see Dakota's parents at the window getting food ready. Dakota moved to pull Sterling inside beaming, "Come on, I'll show you around!"

Dakota's parents were both human, something Sterling already knew but was very curious about. When they walked through the door, Dakota called out a greeting to them and they happily called back, Sterling waving when they peeked his way. Dakota led him through the living room, showing off the large screen and comfy couch and making a joke about not sitting at his dad's recliner before taking Sterling's hand in his, fingers intertwining to lead him up the stairs. Sterling's cheeks pinked but he swallowed it down, staring at the way Dakota's fingers softly curled around his as the excited pup showed him down the hall.

The bathroom was pointed out across the small hallway from a door with another door at the end of the hall, "That one is my parents' room. We aren't really allowed in there but they don't come in mine either. Gotta respect a person's space!"

Dakota turned to him, a strange alluring expression on his feminine face as she leaned back into his door, looking up at Sterling with interest, "this one is mine."

He opened it and stepped backwards inside leading Sterling in with him, who walked through a bit clumsily as he was pulled. The room wasn't very big but it was covered in loud expressions all over that Sterling was taken aback by even if he sort of expected nothing less. The walls were painted a soft, light pink with white trim, the bed was just a full size covered in white sheets and comforter with a canopy and drawable curtains in semi translucent white pushed into a corner, the carpet was a soft beige, a white nightstand by the bed held a white lamp with a pink shade and all over the walls were pictures from the years in camp before Signal, the years during Signal, and a bunch from his youth with his family.

Most of the ones from camp and school all featured Sterling but not in a creepy way. Dakota was in all of them for the most part as well but it just made the boy acutely aware how much time they had actually spent together. It also saddened him that there were no other friends on Dakota's walls that didn't include himself or Jin on occasion. There was also a clear gap between Dakota around seven to ten and when they had met which Sterling could only assume was when whatever accident drove the pup to Signal in the first place must have happened. The obvious missing joy in those years was clear. Dakota flopped down onto his bed and sat on the edge watching Sterling, "Nice right? It's not much but it's home!"

Sterling nodded, noticing at no point did he get shown where he was staying, "So… am I sleeping on the couch then or will there be a futon?"

Dakota's giggle was so sweet and cute that Sterling blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed, "No silly! You're staying in here with me of course! The bed has enough room!"

Sterling blinked widely, watching Dakota running a dainty hand along the plush sheets and staring at him with wonder and he felt hot all of a sudden, "Um.. but… it's… I don't mind the floor or the couch really."

He was suddenly pulled by the shirt into a hug and his face burned glancing down at Dakota nuzzling into him just below his navel, body feeling a stir along his spine in response that he was not used to as that cute lyrical voice spoke and hands looped around Sterling's waist to hold tight, knees on either side of Sterling's legs, "No way! Stay with me Sterling pleaseeeeeee!"

His legs felt weak and his body was burning up, reaching to tug lightly on the collar of his shirt as he moved his other hand to grasp Dakota's shoulder. From here he could practically see down the back of Dakota's shorts to that shapely plump ass clearly in a small pair of pink panties and the arched dip of the faunus's deliciously tanned back as ears flopped and twitched, folding happily everytime Dakota dragged his face along Sterling's shirt between navel and crotch. Sterling was very inexperienced with physical contact beyond with his family or the usual harmless playfulness Dakota had so he didn't like all the sensations firing in his brain currently that were foreign to him so suddenly.

With a deep inhale and a hard swallow he pushed at Dakota's shoulder to pry the cuddling pup from him, struggling not to stutter, "F-fine! Just stop that."

While Dakota whimpered unhappily he still obeyed and leaned away, though his arms mored from around Sterling to dragging down Sterling's thighs to rest at his legs just above his knees, tail laying in a curl with only the tip flopping and his ears folding with his whimper, "but… you are so warm and cozy…"

Sterling's eyes were dilating at the sight of that pouting dog at his waist and those soft lips, slender neck, exposed stomach trailing down to full view until the waistband interrupted his eyes just barely above Dakota's crotch. Sterling raised a hand to his mouth and cleared his dry throat, forcing a frown to seem serious and regain his composure, "Yes well it's not appropriate. You know I don't like when you do stuff like that. People will talk."

Dakota tilted his head cutely and his ears flopped a bit, looking confused at the flustered human, "But Sterling… it's just us here and my parents downstairs. What people are going to say anything about me hugging you?"

'Why the fuck is that so cute?!' Sterling thought as his brow twitched and he took a step back out of Dakota's reach, folding his arms, "S-still!"

He excused himself and left for the bathroom leaving Dakota watching him go curiously. Once Sterling was inside alone, he leaned over the sink and rubbed his face, "Ugh… what the hell was all that?! Why did it feel so… good…"

He leaned further over the skin, still able to feel the ghost of Dakota's face rubbing into him and he bit his lip, staring down noticing the slight stiffening in his pants but thankful it had been mostly hidden, groaning as his head dropped into the porcelain. A million thoughts were running through his head. The first and foremost being the confusion as he had been pretty sure all this time he wasn't interested in men. He wasn't even sure right now was the time he wanted to unpack that either, convincing himself for now to silence that qualm that it's Dakota's girlish body and face that got him.

After that he was fighting with how he was going to get through this situation right now. Dakota was bound to continue to touch and cuddle because that's just how the dog was. He was a super affectionate pup and Sterling was somehow his favorite human. If he didn't calm down before going back out there Dakota would easily stir his body into a full blown erection on sheer physical response alone. He was also aware of the faunus's tender feelings and the fact he himself was very aromantic.

He had learned this about himself over the years at Signal. He wasn't adverse to sex but he had no romantic attractions whatsoever to anyone of any kind and never would. He didn't want to hurt Dakota's gentle heart in any way at all if anything got carried away. Everything else on his mind was begrudgingly lewd, images running against his better judgment of that faunus and all those exposed surfaces. The mental image of how Dakota's body could curve along his back, how his ass looked in those shorts, the way his face was so close to…

Sterling bit his lip roughly, straining now in his pants with an angry bulge demanding attention, "Shit…"

Leaning, he locked the door, a bit nervous about this but there was no going back out there now like this and clearly his brain refused to just let this go. He looked around and moved to the toilet, opening the lid and leaning into the wall behind it. His other hand slid his belt and pants open and he reached below, pulling his aching length free with a sigh, gripping the stiff shaft firmly in his fist as he closed his eyes. He let his brain picture every detail of Dakota that had made him stir to begin with, imagining what that skin would feel like being pressed beneath his hand to fold the dog down for him as his hand began to pump along his length fully, biting back a groan.

It wasn't quite enough but that was alright, his mind was already working on the next mental image to push himself along, imagining what that firm round ass would look like arched up and presented for him bare and ready to be given to him. The mere idea of touching it, gripping hold and burying himself into it was all he needed as his hand stroked faster, twisting tightly along as it crossed from base to tip and squeezing at the head with each pass until he was twitching and throbbing in his grip, swallowing down a deep groan and hanging his head, pointing towards the bowl. After a few more rapid strokes and tight twists of his hand, he was letting go into the water with plopped splashes and a shuddered breath, panting lightly with tense back and twitching hips and sliding along his hand slowly until he wound down.

It felt immensely embarrassing for him to have done something so profane in his friend's bathroom while imagining such an act on him and Sterling took a moment as he gathered himself and flushed to mentally chastise himself for the act, feeling like a terrible friend for it. IT made him feel like some of the people that always seemed to treat Dakota like an actual dog at school and wanting to pet him like some animal. It wasn't the same action but it was objectifying and that's what he hated.

When he finally came out, Dakota was standing there waiting, leaning against his bedroom door across the hall looking a bit concerned. Sterling steeled his resolve, forcing himself not to gaze along any exposed flesh again as Dakota's ears lowered with a sad expression, "You ok? You were gone a while…"

He straightened up and nodded, sweeping slightly sweaty hair back and fixing his ponytail, "Yea I'm fine. I think maybe I just was a bit air sick. I've never been in an airship that long. Sorry to worry you."

Dakota's eyes flashed worry but Sterling waved it away and Dakota was back to his smiling bubbly self just in time for the dinner call to distract them both, something Sterling was vastly grateful for. Dinner was amazing, all the homemade food wonderful. Dakota showered his parents in praise as they liked to grow a lot of their own veggies. Dakota's father was also a cook at a restaurant in Mistral while his mother owned a painting business. They were such normal people compared to Sterling's own life that it was a bit jarring at first.

He wasn't thrown off by the healthy relationship though as he had spent enough time with Blake and Yang to see an actual working marriage but he was a bit envious that Dakota had two parents that overflowed with doting pride over the dog. Listening to it all made him grow quiet but he hid it behind attention to his food. It wasn't Dakota's fault Sterling's mother was always gone, avoiding him and refusing to support him or see him grow and he wasn't about to make the pup feel bad either.

When dessert came around, Sterling couldn't take the curiosity any longer, "Can I ask if it's alright, you two are both human, correct? How do you have a faunus son?"

It grew rapidly quiet for a moment before the woman smiled lightly, "We adopted him as a newborn. I don't know all the specifics of what happened to his parents but they passed and we were unable to have our own. We were drawn to this little bundle of joy that needed us. The rest is history."

Sterling felt awful for bringing it up but when he looked at Dakota, the boy didn't seem sad in any way. After dinner they helped clean up and headed to bed, Sterling turning in the room to Dakota and rubbing his head, "I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked. It was none of my business."

Dakota just chuckled, removing his skirt standing there in those tiny shorts and whatever underwear underneath and nothing else, tiny nipples stiffening in the cooler air caught Sterling's eyes almost immediately as Dakota spoke, "It's fine. I was only a few days old. My parents are down the hall. I don't have any others."

Sterling glanced away but then tried to play it off, not wanting to seem obvious as he had never really bothered to care before, busying himself with looking over photos. A hand touched his bicep and he tensed for a moment, hearing Dakota chuckle, noticing how close the noise was and turned his eyes to see that gorgeous face leaned close to his shoulder, lips only inches away from his ear, "I'm going to shower, be right back."

In moments the door was opened and closed as Dakota left for the bathroom and Sterling was reeling, forcing his brain to quiet down and not try to picture his best friend naked in the shower with water running down all over his…

Sterling stopped himself and patted his cheeks to clear his head, quickly digging out his pajamas of some sleep pants and a tee shirt and changing fast while he had the chance of solitude, not trusting whatever half erect situation he had going on down stairs to be seen by anyone before he got into the bed fast and rolled to face the wall, curling on himself slightly and trying to come up with things to think about that would deter him, 'Grimm, my cousin Jin, Mom, Autumn, Grimm, Jin, Mom, Autumn, Grimm…'

It seemed to be working and he sighed in relief, relaxing. But when Dakota came back in a pair of small boyshort panties and a tank top before sliding into bed to sleep, snuggling into Sterling's back, all that effort was gone and he had to shift a bit to avoid how uncomfortable it felt to be this curled up with a raging hard on.

—-

He got almost no sleep, the dog eventually holding him by the waist in his sleep and having to keep adjusting so that hands never touched anything below, mind shorting out with the way Dakota was pressing into him and holding him and breathing on his neck. The dog had no idea of course he was just even more snuggly in his sleep. Sterling almost wished he could like someone romantically because he was sure Dakota would make a wonderful boyfriend for someone.

This torment went on for days on end. Sterling had lost count of the times he had to find a way to escape to rub one out in the bathroom just to survive. Without the school restrictions, Dakota's attire at home was dangerously treading the line of revealing effeminate clothing and his very supple, androgynous, slightly feminine form fit them all in such a way that it was frazzling to Sterling's senses. Couple it with how Dakota liked to cling to him, hang on him, cuddle into him and Sterling was sure he was going to die from discovered embarrassment before he made it back home. He was definitely certain he'd never be able to think of Dakota the same way again that was for sure. That bridge was already burned on day one.

From close call cuddles falling way too close to Sterling's manhood or sensitive areas that aroused him from the touch, to Dakota insisting on sitting in between his legs and leaning back into him while they watched shows or played games, Sterling was tempted to ask to go home early else he might do something he would regret later with a clear head. But somehow, he made it to the end of his final week. The poor teen was so tired, worn out and fizzled out mentally that he had circles under his eyes and was jumpy when touched.

That day, when Dakota insisted on sitting in the same place and leaning back into his chest, he could only stare at those exposed toned thighs propped up and lazily leaned there into Sterling's leg, not even able to care what movie was on. All his hard work for two weeks failed him and he felt the pulsed jump between his legs as his length came to life at the sight, eyes running up them until the edge of the shorts that sat right at the juncture where the legs meet body. The low waistband was also inviting, threatening to show Sterling more than they should with how low they sat over Dakota's intimate areas, and only a cropped tight tank top that was cut off only inches below the two small peaks of nipple through fabric.

If Dakota had felt the throbbing bulge against his back, he didn't show it, though his hands continued to rest at Sterling's knees with his arms folded over Sterling's thighs. The taller boy almost whimpered at the way it felt for Dakota to be leaned into his erection so firmly with that bare area of his back, brain thinking about what it would feel like to be bare against the curve of Dakota's spine. When his thigh began to tremble and his leg almost started to bounce, light brown eyes glanced only briefly back at him with curiosity before the dog's hands ran up Sterling's covered thighs and reached to take his hands, folding Sterling's arms around his body with his own hands tangled in Sterling's but that was the only gesture Dakota made and it wasn't too different for the pup so Sterling didn't really know what to think of it.

When they went to bed, Sterling was a pacing mess, refusing to lay down. Dakota's head tilted at him in that dog-like cute way, watching him pace around stressed as he sat on the edge of the bed, "Sterling? come on. It's your last night, don't you want to get some sleep? You have a long flight tomorrow I don't want you to get air sick again…"

That was enough to make Sterling twitch, rubbing his face in both hands facing away and groaning in frustration, "I… I can't! I… Dakota I was never air sick. I lied… I didn't want to tell you but… I… I was… I was masturbating because you… ugh… you are driving me insane! I… I can't take it anymore!"

A soft chuckle caused him to lift his head from his hands and glance over his shoulder at the faunus. There on the edge of the bed, Dakota was watching Sterling with eyes he had never seen on Dakota before. They looked… lustful? Dakota leaned back on a hand, exposing more of himself in those clothes, still wearing them as they were soft material enough to sleep in, watching Sterling up and down as he rested his other hand along his chest, fingers tracing the edge of his shirt collar slowly, "I know you were."

"W…what?" Sterling asked with surprise, eyes staring at the teasing gesture and he felt a jolt rush down to his crotch.

"I could hear you grunting through the door. I have animal hearing, remember? I didn't think you'd tell me the truth but I asked anyway, hoping you would. Can't blame me for hoping for a nice romance novel like fantasy right? Sterling, I've been trying to connect to you this entire time. I was starting to get worried I was just crossing a line but then today when I felt you against my back and you let me hold your hands I thought maybe I wasn't going crazy and you were actually responding to me…"

Sterling's eyes widened and he watched as a finger reached and beckoned him over, resisting at first. He wanted to be open and be sure this didn't lead the faunus on to any feelings. He wanted to be sure Dakota was sure or that he was even hearing right. But in the end, all he could say was the truth about his virgin inexperience, "Dakota… I… um… I don't really know what I'm doing…"

The faunus shrugged, still trying to call him over, "Doesn't matter. Neither do I."

It was like those were magic words that moved his body before he knew what was happening. Before he knew it, he was standing before Dakota who was reaching to hold him around the waist, nuzzling his body just below his navel again like the first day, fingers pulling up the back of his tee shirt and rubbing at the base of Sterling's back with a pleased whine. Sterling swallowed hard and his length gave a painful lurch, "I… can't offer you any feelings…"

He felt the faunus nudge up his shirt with a nose and pup teeth nip soft love bites at his skin just above the waistband of his sleep pants, "I don't need you to. I have wanted your body on mine for years. You are so hot it has been driving me crazy for so long."

Sterling could feel his cheeks blazing and his skin trembling at the touch, letting out a deep breath. He didn't really know what to do with his hands but they were desperate to do something, reaching for the first thing he could think of. Dakota whined and shivered as fingers stroked and rubbed his faunus ears, gliding along the sensitive soft fur from the tip to the base and back, rubbing them and enjoying the feeling of the silky fur. Dakota took his teeth and gripped onto Sterling's pants and underwear, giving a playful needy growl as he tugged at them downward.

It made the taller boy gasp and soon Dakota's hands moved from his back to grip as well, pulling them down far enough to spring forth the erect shaft and drop to the floor. Instinctively Sterling stepped out of them just in time before Dakota nuzzled into his twitching length drawing a sharp inhale from Sterling. The sight was driving him wild, seeing Dakota's soft beautiful face nuzzling into the underside of his hard cock, lips brushing past the skin and a soft needy whine releasing. He could see Dakota's hips twitch a bit and feel the faunus taking in a deep breath of the scent of his sex.

It was intoxicating to watch and he gripped and stroked the silky ears more, testing them in different places until finding just the right spots to cause Dakota to moan, which only seemed to coax the faunus to poke out his pink cute tongue and slide along Sterling's length. After a few strokes from the base to the leaking tip, smearing across the clear fluid, Dakota locked eyes with the twitching, needy teen and made a show of opening his mouth, tongue still out as he slid Sterling into his lips slowly inch by inch with a groan, vibrating along the skin.

It was almost too much, Sterling trembling as his nerves lit of fire and his hips threatened to buck forward, hands moving from ears to hair and tangling into the soft pixie cut, holding firm and guiding Dakota further and further until his tip bumped the boy's throat. A groan rolled from Sterling's mouth as the boy began to bob his head along the length, tongue moving to swirl the surface and holding a firm suction with each pass, swiping the wet muscle across the tip when pulled to just the head before sliding Sterling back in. Dakota's whimpers also felt amazing against his cock and he was struggling to hold still. When he felt Dakota reach out and grip his hips, pulling him forward, he knew it was an invitation and gripped tighter at Dakota's hair, rocking his hips finally to thrust back and forth within Dakota's mouth, grinding forward each time when he felt Dakota's throat with deep moans until Dakota finally relaxed enough and he was able to push further.

The sound of slight choking on his length was concerning but it was also heavily stimulating and Sterling was becoming more and more wound up, watching Dakota's half lidded eyes gazing at him only encouraged him. Every inch of the hot wet space in Dakota's mouth, every slip and swirl of his tongue against flesh, it was all so intense and Sterling was struggling to hold back, thrusting faster and harder until he pressed forward and groaned deeply, "F-fuck…"

Dakota whined happily as the spurts of hot fluid slipped down his throat, swallowing it eagerly until Sterling was done and pulling away, wrapping a hand on the length and pumping lightly to help keep Sterling stiff, "Don't quit on me yet…"

The boy panted with a smirk and shook his head, "No… I still need to know what you feel like or I'll never stop thinking about it."

The whimper that left Dakota was so enthralling and the way the boy was giving Sterling a pleading eager look was enough to raise his length back to full attention in anticipation and desire. Dakota Pulled Sterling into bed and pulled off the tee shirt, leaving bare. He nibbled along Sterling's neck but resisted the urge in his brain to bite and leave traces on him. This wasn't about feelings or forever. This was a moment in time and nothing more. Dakota could accept and handle that no matter how much his teeth ached to sink into the point on Sterling's neck where the smell of rain was strongest. Instead, he simply ran his tongue along the point with a whimper as Sterling's hands reached out and tugged him into his lap, feeling Dakota's legs sliding around his own waist.

While Dakota leaned in and was lapping at the same weird spot on his neck, though intense and causing jolts down his spine with each and every pass of the flat press of the wet muscle and hands held his firm jaw, he was sliding his own up Dakota's sides under that tank until it was lifted able stiff nipples, thumbs dragging across the tiny erect buds making the pup whine in pleasure and arch into Sterling.

He continued to tease them with his thumbs, lips, tongue, teeth, pulling the shirt off the faunus and drowning happily in every twitch and whine and moan that Dakota let out at the attention, feeling the small bulge against his abdomen grinding into him. A hand drifted to cup over it and squeeze, making Dakota jump and moan his name. As the faunus tried to reach for his shorts to open them, Sterling swatted his hands away, tugging lightly on a nipple with his teeth before leaning up, inches from Dakota's face, "Don't."

At first, Dakota's face seemed to fall and ears drooped. It took a moment for Sterling to realize maybe Dakota thought it was because he was a boy. Considering Sterling had insisted for years he wasn't gay. That had to be fixed, he couldn't let Dakota be upset or feel insecure in this moment. He leaned in and placed kisses along Dakota's jaw, listening to the boy gasp softly, "No not that. I just want to do it."

Every inch of Dakota shivered in his grasp and arched into him eagerly with a deep gasp and Sterling could tell how badly this faunus needed him. Fingers worked open the button and zipper and he went to glance down but Dakota stopped him, butting his head lightly and nuzzling, "Please don't… I don't… want you to stop…"

Maybe this wasn't a new insecurity after all. Sterling didn't have the brain power or capacity to handle this sort of emotion right now when all he wanted to do was be inside this boy without any feelings attached but this was also his closest friend and that made it matter, "Dakota…"

The dog shook his head, a hand reaching to cover anything exposed with a huffed attempt to breathe calmly, "N-no.. don't say it please… can… we just pretend you this i'm not… like when we met? I… if you stop now I'll break."

Sterling took in a deep breath and reached around Dakota's waist, yanking him close so their skin was pressed together, his other hand reaching to move Dakota to look at him, "I don't want to do that. I want to see you as you. Not something else."

Dakota took a gasp of air and seemed scared. Sterling thought about it a moment. Everyone was always so cruel to this boy just because he was feminine and pretty. How many people had made Dakota feel undesired because he wasn't a girl? Had Sterling accidentally done that over the years too constantly denying any interest and attributing it to a lack of interest in men. He kept Dakota pressed close when it felt like Dakota was trying to run and pulled Dakota into a hungry kiss, lips pressing into those soft ones and running his tongue along them waiting for entry. When it was granted with a soft whine, his own slid along Dakota's exploring the faunus's mouth as his free hand pressed between them and reached into Dakota's shorts, grasping around the small erection firmly.

He didn't hesitate or show any disinterest as he began to pump his fist around it, drawing out a pleasured whine and shudder from the boy in his lap that made his own body shake with lust. In no time, he was swallowing whimpered moans and delicate hips were thrusting into his hand. Dakota was not sizable in any way. In fact he was very below average and tiny but that didn't bother Sterling. In fact it was probably better this way and less stressful all around. It made it fairly easy to stroke the entire thing with little effort or thought as he focused on maintaining kisses with Dakota to keep the dog's spirits up and distracted. He could tease the tip with his thumb as he stroked the entire length with ease.

The bucking hips were also causing Dakota's body to rock against his own aching length and making him hyper aware it was still there, nestled between two firm covered cheeks sliding back and forth along himself as he teased the pup. When Dakota started to jerk and squirm, body tensing up, trying to pull away, Sterling held him close still and leaned to his faunus ear, "It's ok, I won't be repulsed. Cum for me."

He nipped the fuzzy ear gently and sucked it softly as he twisted his fist on the faunus and Dakota cried out, cumming hard against Sterling's abdomen in several short spurts, Sterling squeezing in slower strokes to help ease Dakota down and releasing the furry ear with a slippery plop. The faunus panted, slumping into Sterling and licking at that same now raw spot on his neck submissively, clinging to Sterling. He could feel that solid throbbing length beneath him and bit his lip, leaning close and nuzzling Sterling's neck and cheek before pulling away and turning, seductively pulling down his shorts and panties and tossing them away before arching his back and leaning low with his knees wide.

He turned his face against the sheets to Sterling and watched the human's face as his tail slowly hiked up completely to reveal his twitching needy hole, whining and trembling at the way Sterling was watching him and lighting up with absolute lust for Dakota, that bulging shaft giving a jolting throb in response that made Dakota weak. The pup reached into the nightstand and pulled out the lotion he kept there for his hungry nights alone and slid it along the sheets over to Sterling, "T…take me…"

Sterling didn't hesitate. He grabbed the bottle quickly and moved to his knees behind Dakota, squeezing a sizable amount into his hand and stroking it along his length with a groan before reaching to rub the remainder against Dakota's eager hole, body on fire at every moan and whimper Dakota gave to his touch and the sight of that lifted tail like a dog in heat and arched back. Tonight, Dakota was all his and he wanted everything. Nothing else would satisfy the misery he had been in for these two weeks. One finger pressed easily inside and the dog practically rumbled in pleasure, ears flicking.

Sterling was mesmerized by the smooth feel inside and the way Dakota's body tried to pull him in for more, thrusting a few times before adding a second and then a third finger. When the wiggling moaning pup was trying desperately to back into him for something more, Sterling pulled his fingers out and lined himself up, pressing his tip into the puckering rim welcoming him before sliding in slowly, both groaning at the feeling. He was slipping in easily, able to slide fully in after a while and stopped, feeling Dakota clench and squirm around him and everything was tight. It was maddening and hard to resist thrusting but Dakota was biting the sheets and clearly needed a moment.

He rubbed and groped at Dakota's ass cheeks, trying to distract himself as well as help soothe the faunus. When Dakota pressed back into him and whined needily, Sterling gripped soft hips and began to thrust, pulling almost entirely out before pressing back in until he bottomed out over and over. Both were starting to unravel and he was already sensitive from before and worked up from all of Dakota's squirming against him earlier, not bothering to go slow for too long before he was pounding on the boy, having to grab Dakota's tail to keep it still as it twitched madly in response to all the stimulation inside.

Dakota was moaning and nearly barking into his sheets, pressing hard back into each thrust and rolling his hips, a hand reaching down and gripping himself, stroking in time with every thrust. The look of Dakota's gorgeous facial features in the throes of this pleasure and blushing were blowing Sterling's mind in this moment and he couldn't help but stare, leaning in future and bracing himself on his free hand as he pumped rapidly within Dakota, groaning loudly, "I… fuck you feel so fucking good… there's no way I'll last…"

It made Dakota's head reel and body twitch at the words, clenching hard on Sterling's length in rapid patterns that made him come undone, muscles tensing all over and his grip in the sheet tightening. Dakota pressed back into him hard as he squeezed his own shaft, "please… fill me…"

Something in Sterling's brain snapped and he bucked hard and rough a few times before burying as deep as he could, cuming hard inside Dakota with hot full spurts of thick fluid, milking his length dry with tense jerks in as Dakota's release hit the sheets and his belly beneath them, howling almost in pleasure. When they were finally able to relax, Sterling pulled out slowly with a grunt that made Dakota groan softly, flopping to his side as Sterling's cum leaked from his opening slowly. All Sterling could do was stare at the sight of it as well as Dakota's own mess on himself and the bed as the boy panted tiredly.

Sterling reached for their underwear and gently slid Dakota's on, leaning to lick the boy's belly clean just to watch Dakota blush and make him feel a bit more secure. The taste wasn't really for him but it wasn't so bad that he couldn't make the little faunus feel good about it before he put his own on and climbed into bed, pulling Dakota over with a yelp into his arms and closing his eyes. Dakota linked his fingers into the hand Sterling had tightly around him and sighed, "I'm going to miss you."

Sterling hummed tiredly, fighting off sleep long enough to kiss the back of Dakota's neck, "Get some rest so you can walk me to the station in the morning Pup."

Dakota inhaled sharply, ears drooping at the nickname, wishing he would ever hear it again and knowing he never would but happy to have had this moment at all as he closed his eyes. He had to remember, there could be no feelings. This was just for tonight. Sterling couldn't offer him emotions, but in the morning when he saw the boy off, he smiled anyway knowing at least Sterling had offered him something else irreplaceable that he could forever cherish and a feeling that he was enough just the way he was.

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