Page 6 of Howls and Home Runs

“Careful, Lainey.” A playful growl vibrates against my body, making my thighs clench. A warmth floods my body and my cheeks flush as my dream comes back to me. Being chased, massive paws… I should be scared, but instead my traitorous body steps into his. “Or else what?”

Wilder releases my hand, his paws clenching at his sides as drool drips from his muzzle. A long tongue swipes across those sharp teeth as he leans down by my head, inhaling deeply before his tongue runs up my exposed neck.

“You smell so good.“ Wilder’s voice reverberates in my ear and my hands move to his furry chest. Panty status: soaked. Our eyes meet, each of us challenging the other to do something, anything, to break this tension. I’m tempted to grab him by the scruff and drag his lips to mine, but he suddenly steps back, the space between us chilling my skin.

“I’m sorry, I’m not sure what came over me.” One of his paws reaches behind his head scratching it awkwardly.

“Oh, that’s, umm fine.” The rejection stings but I don’t let it show. At least I try not to. “We should probably–probably get to know each other… like”

“Like Coach Reynar said.” He finishes my sentence. “Yes. Like Coach Reynar said.” We both smile, the tension dissipating.

Crossing over to the bench, I sit, gesturing for him to do the same. Wilder’s fur tickles my arm as he sits close, amber eyes already laser focused on mine. “Where should we start?” He asks, with his head cocked and a wolfish grin. He’s so handsome when he grins like that. A wolf suit can be hot right? Because Wilder is definitely hot.

Chapter eight

Wilder

Lainey and I sit and talk for the rest of the day about little things. Her favorite color, green. Foods she likes, raw fish in rice rolls she calls sushi and pizza, which sounds delicious. What her hobbies are, her favorite childhood memories and everything else that comes to mind. I try to keep her talking just to hear her voice. When she laughs, my chest tightens and drool drips from my muzzle.

Lainey talks loudly and uses her hands, making her hair sway. I’m entranced by her every movement. Every breath. Every blink. As the sunlight sinks under the door of the locker room, the conversation stutters as she seems to run out of things to tell me.

“What about you? What are your first memories? Do you have things you like?” She fires questions at me rapid-fire as if she just realized she has been doing all the talking.

What I want to tell her is I don’t care about any memories beyond her. I like the way she smells, the way she laughs. How her hair falls messily over her shoulders and her nose scrunches when she laughs. The way her hands fly around wildly when she discusses something that brings her joy.

Joy. That’s a new emotion I felt today. Lainey is joy. She is happiness. She is warmth. She is… damn it. She is staring at me, waiting for a response with a soft smile. How long has she been waiting for my answer?

Lainey’s presence drags me back to this moment, “Wilder?” The way my name sounds coming out of her mouth makes my cock twitch, reminding me, once again, of my awkward silence. My paw flies to my lap to keep it concealed. Lainey’s brow furrows as she looks at my paw. “Are you ok? Did I upset you?”

“NO!” I bark far too loudly, startling her. “No, I’m sorry, I mean, I forgot what you asked.”

She places her hand on my thigh and smiles up at me. “It’s ok. I’ve been talking your ears off. You’re probably tired. Do mascots get tired? I’d imagine you get tired now. Oops, there I go again. I don’t really talk to anyone outside of here so I’m just rambling on.”

She goes to take her hand back and I quickly place my paw over it, keeping it on my thigh. The sweet scent from earlier fills the air. I inhale and whine, my mouth betraying me yet again. Fuck that’s delicious.

Lainey blushes, sweeping her hair behind her ear. I realize a second too late that with my paw on her hand, my lap is exposed. She looks down at my lap where my cock stands fully erect. “Oh my God! You have a… a dick?!”

To my horror, I see what she sees. My big, pink cock standing straight up, firm and already dripping in eagerness. I quickly release her hand to cover my cock and Lainey lets out a whimper of her own, making our eyes lock. Time freezes. My Lainey liked what she saw. Her chest rises and falls almost too slowly, her scent even thicker now, punishing my senses. My body floods with heat and my fur suddenly feels much too tight. Drool drips out of my jaws but a delicate finger reaches up to catch it before it falls.

Ffffuck. She’s going to be the death of me.

Chapter nine

Lainey

My hand flies up to catch the drop of spit from Wilder’s jaw and I mindlessly pop my finger into my mouth. His fur stands and his eyes go wide. My wolf likes this.

Keeping my eyes on Wilder’s, I swirl my tongue around my finger, letting out a low moan. His mouth hangs open and needy whines escape. I suck my finger into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it before releasing it with a pop. Wilder’s tongue lolls out of his mouth and he pants. My brain warns me not to tease the wolf before me, but my body is egging me on relentlessly.

My panties were soaked before, but the moment I saw Wilder’s thick shaft… let’s just say there’s a flash flood warning in Pantyville now. It’s a perfect pink shade, lined with thick veins that make him look ribbed, and a uniquely pointed tip. His cock stares at me, just begging to be touched. He stays rigidly still, unsure of what he should do, but the cum dripping into his lap from his fervid cock is sign enough for me. He wants this too.

Screw you brain.

I throw myself into his lap, much too eager, but too lost in these feelings to stop myself. Wilder cages me against his body with his massive arms as we boop noses awkwardly. How does one kiss a giant wolf head?

Instead of thinking about it, I just go for it. It’s a little awkward at first but we quickly find a rhythm of tongues and gentle teeth.

His paws caress my body, spreading erotic heat everywhere. My bike shorts and tank top suddenly feel too hot, too tight, and too wet. Wilder lifts his head, taking a deep inhale, his nostrils flaring and eyes darkening.