Fox's Glade [M] my end and my beginning

ahaha yeah, Luke is a little rapey these days... lol... weird crude post inc!

Not knowing that the other wolf wanted this, despite the cues to suggest it to him, Luke simply thought himself in control and strong, the other wolf too weak to shake him. He was wrong, but it did not matter. He was going to take from this wolf what he wanted. In a single merciless thrust, he buried himself within Cicero, snarling as he hauled on the other wolf's scruff, driving his hips forward roughly as sought as much depth as were physically possible.

His jaws unlatched from the boy's scruff only so that his fangs could bite at Cicero's shoulders and ears as he chased relief at a ruthless, tearing pace. He only needed a minute; and dismounted to break into the snow with a groan, less he be ensnared. Barely a breath later, he swaggered down the creek, his tail thrust into the air as his engorged weapon swung between his legs. He was done, but it took sometime before his rage ebbed into an eerie calm and his dripping vengeance hid itself away.