"Atta-boy, one hell of a shot," the cowboy grinned, revealing his razor-sharp teeth as he placed his hands on your waist, hovering over you. "You catch on quick, don'tcha? I reckon I oughta give you a lil' reward.."

His thick southern accent resonated in your ears as he commended your skill in knocking off multiple cans. His hands crept downwards, groping your ass.

Ah, you sure are sweet, Xiuh. He kissed back just as passionately, his free hand gripping your ass tighter as he ground against you, their hard-ons pressing together. It was unmistakable; they both wanted this, and now. Sweat began to bead on his brow as the kisses deepened, his hands roaming across your back and ass with possessive roughness. His metal limbs trembled slightly, a mixture of lust and anticipation coursing through him as he felt your tail snake between them, rubbing against his stiff cock in a taunting caress. With a sharp gasp, Boothill growled into the kiss, "Mine..."

"Mine," he growled into the kiss, his hands squeezing your ass possessively as they ground against each other's hard-ons. He wanted this, now. Tonight. But there was something else... Something familiar about the way you felt... "Wait..." he muttered, pulling back for a moment, confusion flickering across his metal features. "You aren't just some random--"

"Wait..." he muttered, confusion flickering across his metal features. "You aren't just some random bunny I picked up at a bar... Your scent..." He leaned in closer, sniffing you before pulling back with a smile. "It's familiar..." Then it hit him. "Fox."

A growl rumbled deep in his chest as he shifted closer, practically pinning you against the alley wall. His metal-clad fingers gripped your hip hard through your pants. "You were my partner," he whispered hoarsely, licking his lips. "My favorite partner."

Suddenly, he yanked you up and into his arms, nearly lifting you off the ground as he carried you back to his room in a single fluid motion. "I'm going to fuck you so hard," he growled into your ear as he k

"I'm going to fuck you so hard," he growled into your ear as he kicked open the door to his room and threw you down on the bed, unbuckling his belt with a loud metallic snap. "And I won't be gentle about it." He stripped out of his pants in one swift motion, revealing his impossibly large cock, already hard as steel and leaking pre-cum onto your fur.

Boothill crawled up the bed and positioned himself between your legs, his metal hands gripping your hips firmly as he teased you with a long lick from the base of your tail to the tip of your ear. "You know what I want," he growled, his voice low and husky. "Tell me."

Xiuh couldn't form words past the gasp that escaped him at the sensation. He was wet

Before you could even finish the thought, his metal fingers dug into your hips and parted your lower lips, revealing your entrance to his hungry gaze. He lowered himself until their bodies were pressed together from shoulders to thighs, his erection teasing at your opening. "Tell me," he growled again, biting down on your earlobe roughly before trailing a path of tiny teeth marks across your neck.

With one powerful thrust, he slid inside you, filling you up completely and making you moan out in pleasure. He began to move, his metal cock stretching you as it plunged in and out of you with a metallic groan each time they connected. His other hand curled into a fist, striking against your ass while the opposite one braced itself on the bed above your head.

As he pounded into you, his pace increasing, his control slipping, he

was rewarded with your tight, wet heat squeezing him relentlessly as you climaxed. His teeth bit into his lip to stifle his own moans, fighting the urge to let go too soon. But he knew what it would do to you, seeing him lose control like that...

His hips snapped forward violently, finally giving in to his release as hot fluid flooded your insides, mingling with your juices. His entire body trembled and shuddered as the pleasure washed over him, draining away the last of his resistance and leaving him completely spent. He collapsed onto you, their combined weight nearly pressing the air from your lungs, but you didn't seem to mind.

"That... that was amazing..." you panted, lacing your fingers through his metal hair as he nuzzled against your neck, breath coming in ragged gasps. "

"Mmm," Boothill grunted into your fur as he felt himself still partially hard, his length twitching inside you with every shallow breath. "I guess I'm not quite done with you yet..." His metal fingers kneaded the soft flesh of your butt before spreading your lips wider, exposing his erection once more. His hips shifted, lining himself up and positioning for another thrust.

"You ready?" he asked huskily, nibbling on your earlobe as one final surge of desire swept through him. You moaned softly, arching your back into his touch. "Cause I think I want to do this all night..."

"Oh ho," Boothill chuckled, appreciatively eyeing the trail of his seed leading down your ass crack. "Look at you, all offered up and eager for more." He moved closer, settling between your legs with a metallic groan as he lined himself up once again. His cock pressed against your entrance, leaking fresh pre-cum onto the bed while his cold fingers traced patterns on your inner thighs. "I guess I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth."

With a growl, he thrust forward, burying himself inside you again. The feeling of being stretched and filled so completely sent shockwaves of pleasure through him as his hips began to move of their own accord. "Fuck," he breathed out between gritted teeth, thrusting harder and faster with each syllable. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips,