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Cynari unfinished pissfic

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An unfinished cynari piss fic

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The sounds of heavy breathing exhaled from the fox’s lungs, as his body was on fire. The burning fire in his loins would not subside, no amount of touching, grinding or rubbing would stop the throbbing deep inside of his body. It was like a kettle, boiling over and over, but the lid would not open, trapping the steam inside of it. Tighnari was only looking up at Cyno, gripping the bottom of his shorts in desperation.

“P-please.. Cyno…!” He begged, the desperation dripping from his voice, while looking up at the general.

Cyno had been gone, despite having marked on his calendar of when his beloved would be in heat. A mission had gone on a few days longer than he had hoped in the desert. The scent in the home was overpowering, Colleli was away to attend some of Madam Faruzan’s classes in sumeru city. Many forest rangers were out on patrol, as Tighnari had posted the schedule and told everyone he wished to not be disturbed for the week. Cyno had requested a leave of absence, a vacation for the week so that he could help with this.

The way Tighnari begging was honey to his ears, as his hat was placed aside on the desk nearby. There was a puddle on the floor from where Tighnari’s cunt had leaked all over it, puddles could be seen across the wooden floor, even spots on the bed. There were even stains on clothes that Cyno kept here, it was hitting the poor fox hard this time around.

“Such a good boy.. Waiting on your hands and knees begging for your master like this..” A low chuckle left Cyno's mouth, seeing the desperation in the other.

The soft paw pads on Tighnari’s hand were gripping the fabric, as he whimpered. Red eyes filled with an utter terrifying lust watching him, a wolf watching a fox with utter hunger. Cyno’s touch against his skin was like fire, burning and only making him feel worst, poor Tighnari was stripped down fully, besides a blanket that had been wrapped around his arms, but Tighnari had dropped it immediately when he heard the familiar steps of Cyno on the wooden bridges and platforms of the village.

Cyno’s hand gripped Tighnari, as he fully bent down to grab a hold of the other. Arms hooking around his legs, as he lifted the other bridal style. The air was hot and humid in the forest, none of this was helping the poor and desperate fox. Tighnari felt all hot and sticky. He felt so gross, and yet there was nothing he could do about it. He was too proud to try and bathe and allow others to see him in such a sorry state.

The softness of his bed was soon against him, as Cyno dropped him onto the bed, and touched his thighs. The other looked up, as Cyno’s tongue ran against his upper lip. He was hungry, and the hunger that Tighnari saw in his red eyes only made him shiver. The thoughts of what Cyno just may do to him.

“Fuck look at you.. your thighs are glistening.. You’re so desperate to be touched.. Beg for it..” A soft, but frightening laugh left his lips.

Cyno loved what he saw, one hand cupping his cheek, as he forced Tighnari to look up at him, as his other hand slowly ran up his thigh. Whimpers left the mouth of the other, as a trembling voice emerged from Tighnari’s sweet lips.

“Cy-” but was cut off.

“You know what to call me.” He stated.

The commanding tone in his voice, only making the poor fox tremble.

“General.. P-please..” Tighnari bit his lip, as he was forced to keep his gaze on Cyno. He knew better than to avert his eyes away from Cyno.

“Come on puppy.. I have heard you beg better than that, maybe I should leave you like this?” He threatened.

“No! please-!” Oh the prideful fox’s walls crumbled down so easily, when Cyno was like this.

“Please..! Fuck me, please fuck me general! Take me! I need you! I need your cock inside me..! Please… I can’t stand it, your smell, your touch..! Everything sets my body on fire! I don’t know how much longer I can handle this..!” He begged. “P-please General…!” Tighnari’s voice was filled with desperation, tears pinning at his eyes, as Cyno’s thumb slowly drew over his lips.

“Good boy..”