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Lupus had been invited to Megaera’s room, located in a far-off corner of Tartarus. He wasn’t even aware she lived down there, so it was a pleasant surprise, to say the least.

“Lupus, you do know why I invited you here, right?” Megaera turns to look at the therian. Her hair wasn’t tied up, nor did she have on any of her usual golden accouterments. In fact, she was dressed down a bit.

“...Maybe?” Lupus tilted his head and smiled. “I’m getting a certain impression, but…”

“Well.” Megaera approached him. “Listen. You’re different from Thanatos and Zagreus, alright? You’re sensitive. And not cocky. And I appreciate that.”

“Thank you?”

“What I’m saying is, I invited you over so the two of us could have a little fun. You know what I mean by fun, right?”

“Oh, do you mean that kind of fun?” Lupus licked his lips, tail wagging. She meant sex. There was no way around that, surely.

“I do, in fact, mean that kind of fun.” She definitely meant sex. “Come here,” she beckoned.

Megaera led the martyr to her bed, where she let him lay down as she crawled on top of him, resting her hips on his.

“So, tell me, Lupus,” she said, leaning down towards his muzzle. “Have you ever been with a woman?”

“No,” Lupus whispered, feeling her breath on his snout. “You’re my first. And, hopefully, my only, forever on.”

Megaera chuckled. “This is why I like you.”

The two connected in the center with a kiss, gentle and passionate, the fury leading the way with bright pink lips leaving their mark all across the wolf’s face. Lupus couldn’t help but whine from the tender contact mixed with the subtle grind of her body against his as he felt something begin to peek out and harden.

“Getting excited, are we?” Megaera teased as she pressed down a little harder on Lupus. Lupus’s tail thumped against her bedsheets. There was no denying his “excitement”, and Megaera felt much the same, warmth building in her lower body.

Megaera reached up and loosened her top, letting it drop to the floor, revealing her breasts to the wolf. He wasn’t ashamed of nudity–it was the norm in the forest–but still found himself delighted to see Meg’s bare chest. She grabbed his paws and brought them up to her breasts.

“Go on, I know you want to do this,” she cooed, pressing the paws on the bare skin. Lupus obliged, taking each breast in one paw and gently fondling each one. Careful to avoid nicking her with his claws, he rubbed her nipples with his thumb-pads, to which the fury bit her lip and stifled a quick moan.

As Lupus explored her bare top, Megaera explored Lupus’s own bare body, which only had the loincloth beneath her (which was getting soaked with fluid each passing second). She grazed her hands over Lupus’s furry, flat chest, feeling the toughened muscle underneath. Where his nipples might have been, there were two large, cross-shaped scars–Megaera elected to firmly massage those.

“How does that feel?” She asked.

Lupus’s breath hitched, a quick rise and fall of his stomach and chest. “Please touch me more,” he chuffed, leaning his head back.

Megaera chuckled and obliged, letting her hands roam across his ragged body–each scar was from one brooding tale, and each one had a different reaction to her touch. She trailed her hand down his stomach, up to the point where her hips met his, and she finally spoke again.

“I think it’s time we take some more off.”

Lupus’s tail hit the bed harder as he watched Megaera slip off her undergarments, yet again discarded to the floor. Now her lower half was bared in all its glory, and there was no denying the peak formed in his own cloth. Megaera undid the belt latch keeping the loincloth together, letting it slip away from the wolf’s waist, taking note of everything he had hiding.

She hummed. “So, where can I touch you?”

“Anywhere,” Lupus strained, both erect and wet.

“How about… Here?” She traced a finger over his dark slit, and Lupus gently howled, claws digging into the sheets beneath.

“Megaera, please!” He cried out. “Touch me more, please…”

“Aw,” she hummed. “How can I say no to such a polite man?”

Megaera pressed one finger into Lupus’s slick hole, and he whined sharply through his teeth. He felt much different from her own sex–more squishy and malleable. And deeper, too. But that kind of exploration could be saved for another day, as Megaera curled the digit and pulled it slowly, in and out, matching up with the wolf’s haggard breathing.

“More,” Lupus begged. “More, more…”

Megaera teased Lupus’s entrance with two fingers, then used her other hand to rub the tip of his cock, flaring in the air. He howled a sharp moan again, this time with her name attached to the end of it. She smirked. Hopefully, the next part would go well.

She took her hands off his parts and instead used them to press down his fuzzy thighs so she could get on top of them. Lupus watched from the corner of his eye as she lowered herself just before his cock, slowly and eagerly pressing her pussy to his, grinding up against his wetness.

“Megaera, I don’t–I won’t–last long,” Lupus huffed, tongue lolling out at the side of his jaw.

“That’s the point,” she said, grinding further. She grabbed his paws and placed them on her upper thighs. “Hold on tight.”

Lupus gripped her, still careful to not nick her flesh, and felt he saw stars as she began to shallowly thrust against him. Though he wasn’t being penetrated, the grinding motion was just as good, if not better in its own way. His hips rose and fell in phantom motions, as if he were bucking up into her, his cock also grinding against her stomach. Megaera’s moans were breathy and quiet–a side seldom seen by her other lovers. Perhaps it was only reserved for the stoic martyr.

To keep her balance, Megaera kept one hand buried in Lupus’s chest, and the other was free to wrap around his cock and gently stroke him off, trying to send him over the edge in as many ways as possible, while getting her own pleasure out of it. And it worked–after only a minute or two, Lupus came with a loud cry, seed spread on his chest and Megaera’s, and his opening leaking with wetness.

“Is that a new record for you?” Megaera rubbed a few circles in his chest as his head flopped to the side. “I’m impressed.”

“Thank you,” Lupus’s lips curled up in a cheeky smile.

“Don’t thank me yet,” Megaera tapped his still-hard cock. “I’m not done with you.”

“Oh,” Lupus’s tail began to wag wildly again.

It was going to be a long night for both of them.