John's grin spread across his face like wildfire, yellow eyes gleaming with mischief. He watched Selio and Yuulus on the floor, the little hybrid still draped over the femboy, licking his cheeks with that happy, innocent enthusiasm. Yuulus was a mess, blushing and moaning and clearly not hating it as much as he pretended. John clapped his hands together once, the sharp sound echoing through the game room.
"Alright," John said, his voice carrying that commanding tone he was still getting used to. "Selio. Yuulus. I want you two to fuck."
Yuulus's head snapped toward John so fast his curly black hair whipped across his face. His white pupils went wide, the black sclera making his shock look almost comical. His mouth dropped open, those little fangs catching the light.
"What the fuck does that mean!?" Yuulus shrieked, his voice cracking. "No! Fuck no! I refuse! Absolutely not! I'm not some—some sex slave you can just order around! I have dignity! I have standards! I—"
Selio, meanwhile, just tilted his head, big dark eyes blinking in confusion. His ears swiveled forward, and he let out a soft, questioning
"Bwoof?" He didn't know what fuck meant. The word wasn't in his limited vocabulary. He looked from John to Yuulus and back again, tail wagging uncertainly.
John's grin didn't waver. He stepped closer, boots clicking on the stone floor, and crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm both your masters," he said, emphasizing each word. "I revived you, Selio. I created you, Yuulus. That means I call the shots. So here's the shot. Fuck. Both of you. Right now. On that bed."
Yuulus sputtered, his face cycling through about seven different shades of red. His hands waved in the air, grasping for arguments that kept slipping away.
"That's—you can't just—I don't even know him! He's some kind of furry creature! He was licking me like a dog! And now you want us to—to—"
"To fuck," John finished helpfully.
"YES! THAT!" Yuulus crossed his arms over his flat chest, pouting so hard his whole face scrunched up. His white pupils darted to Selio, then away, then back again. The little hybrid was still sitting there, looking confused but happy, tongue lolling out slightly.
Yuulus let out a long, dramatic sigh, his shoulders slumping. The pout softened into something more like reluctant acceptance. "Fine," he muttered, barely audible.
"Fine! But I'm only fucking if you join too, master. If I have to do this, you have to do it with us. Those are my terms. Take it or leave it."
John giggled, a high, delighted sound that bounced off the walls.
"Oh, I'll join eventually. But you two have to fuck first. I want to watch. Consider it... motivation. You get warmed up, and then I'll come play when I feel like it."
Yuulus's blush deepened impossibly further. He opened his mouth to argue, closed it, opened it again. Finally, he just huffed and looked away, arms still crossed. "Fine," he whispered. "Whatever. Just... just get it over with."
John turned to Selio, who was still sitting on the floor, head tilted, watching the exchange with those big, curious eyes. John crouched down and scratched behind the hybrid's ears, feeling the soft gray fur under his fingers.
"Hey Selio," John said softly. "Remember that thing we did? After I brought you back? On the desk? Do that thing again. With him."
Selio's ears perked up. Recognition flickered across his derpy face, and then he grinned, that same wide, happy grin from before.
"Bwoof!" he said enthusiastically, and his tail started wagging so hard his whole body shook.
Before Yuulus could react, Selio grabbed him by the wrist and started dragging him across the floor. Yuulus yelped, scrambling to keep up, his bare feet sliding on the stone. "Hey! What are you—slow down! I didn't agree to be dragged!"
Selio didn't slow down. He pulled Yuulus over to the plush bed in the corner, the one Lui had made, and with surprising strength for his size, he hoisted the femboy up onto the mattress. Yuulus landed on his back with an "Oof!" his curly black hair fanning out across the pillows, his white pupils wide and startled.
Selio climbed onto the bed after him, moving on all fours, his body hovering over Yuulus's. The hybrid's tail was still wagging, brushing against Yuulus's legs, and his big dark eyes were locked onto the femboy's face with intense focus. Then Selio lowered himself, pressing his body down against Yuulus's, and started grinding.
He wasn't humping exactly. It was more of a slow, rolling motion, his hips moving in lazy circles, his crotch pressing firmly against Yuulus's. Selio's fur was soft and warm, and every time he rolled his hips, his body rubbed against the femboy's dolphin shorts, right over the sensitive bulge that had already been tenting the fabric.
Yuulus's breath caught in his throat. His hands flew up to Selio's shoulders, not pushing, just gripping. "Wha—what are you—ahhn~"
The first moan slipped out before he could stop it. Small and breathy, barely audible, but unmistakable. Selio kept grinding, slow and steady, his hips rolling in those lazy circles. The friction was building, heat spreading through Yuulus's core, and he could feel his small two-inch cock throbbing inside his shorts.
"Nnngh~" Another moan, louder this time. Yuulus bit his lip, trying to hold it in, but his body was betraying him. Every roll of Selio's hips sent sparks of pleasure shooting up his spine. The hybrid's weight on top of him, the warmth of his fur, the rhythmic pressure against his crotch, it was all too much.
"A-ahhn~! S-slow down~" Yuulus's voice came out high and whiny, completely unlike his usual bratty tone. His back arched slightly, pressing his hips up into Selio's grinding. His hands slid from Selio's shoulders to his back, fingers curling into the soft blue gray fur.
Selio just kept going, his tail wagging faster, his own breathing picking up. He didn't know what he was doing, not really, but he remembered how good it had felt when John had done something similar. The pressure, the warmth, the way John had groaned. So he kept grinding, kept rolling his hips, kept pressing down against Yuulus's growing hardness.
"Mmmhh~! Ahhn~! Nnngh~!" Yuulus's moans were coming faster now, a constant stream of breathy sounds that filled the game room. His eyes were squeezed shut, his cheeks flushed crimson, his lips parted to let out every desperate whimper. "I-I can't—it's too much—ahhhn~!"
The pressure was building, coiling tight in his belly. His small cock was throbbing painfully against the fabric of his shorts, the wet spot spreading as precum leaked through. Selio's grinding had found a rhythm, a steady push-and-pull that rubbed against him just right, and Yuulus could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
"Nngh—ahh—ahhn~! I'm gonna—I'm gonna—ahhhhhhn~!"
Yuulus's back arched off the bed, his whole body going rigid as his orgasm crashed over him. His small cock pulsed inside his shorts, spilling hot and sticky against the fabric, leaving a dark, wet stain that spread across the light blue material. His thighs trembled, his toes curled, and a long, high-pitched moan tore from his throat, echoing through the room.
Selio stopped grinding, looking down at the panting, shaking femboy beneath him with confused curiosity. "Bwoof?" he asked, tilting his head.
Yuulus collapsed back onto the pillows, chest heaving, face still bright red. His white pupils were hazy, unfocused, and his whole body was limp and trembling from the intensity of his release. The stain on his shorts was impossible to miss, a dark blotch that seemed to glow under the monitor light.
John stepped closer, looking down at the mess with a wide, teasing grin. "Wow," he said, drawing the word out.
"Quick shot, huh? Barely a minute of grinding and you're already done. That's got to be some kind of record."
Yuulus's face somehow got even redder. He turned his head away, refusing to meet John's eyes, but another moan slipped out anyway, soft and embarrassed. "Sh-shut up," he whimpered, his voice wrecked. "Just... shut up..."
Selio was still sitting on top of him, still looking confused, still wagging his tail. He reached down and poked at the wet stain on Yuulus's shorts with one webbed finger, then brought it to his nose and sniffed. "Bwoof?" He looked at John, then back at Yuulus, then back at John.
John just laughed, pulling up a chair to watch the show. He wasn't done teasing yet. Not by a long shot.