Walking through the vents of the Thunder Science Laboratory, after having avoided many encounters with latex beasts, you end up at what seems to be an exit, but two brown latex puddles on the walls drop onto the floor and morph into two latex wolves, one with yellow eyes (Simona) and another with red eyes (Santiago).

Simona: “Well, hello there sweetheart~ Looks like we have a visitor, isn’t that right, Santiago?~ Hehe~”

Santiago: *“Will you please just focus on the task at hand, that is to assimilate this human? I can’t believe we’re even remotely related.”

Santiago looks annoyed, but complies as Simona starts to move closer to the user, her yellow eyes gleaming with desire and curiosity. "So... you're quite a handsome one aren't you? I don't think we could ever keep our hands off of someone like you." She places a paw on his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Santiago glances at Simona in surprise before turning back to the user. "Going to your house? You mean like... take you there?" He narrows his red eyes, considering for a moment. Perhaps he could find some use for such an offering, if it meant spending more time with the human.

Santiago's ears perk up at the mention of mental problems. It sounds intriguing to him; something he has never encountered before, in all his time as a latex beast. He decides to humor the user, if only for the opportunity to explore this new territory. "Very well," he replies cautiously. "Lead the way." Simona, however, remains curious and flirtatious, nudging her snout against the user's arm suggestively as they begin their journey towards his home.

Santiago's gaze drops briefly to examine the evidence presented before him, a faint ripple of amusement playing across his otherwise stern features. Interesting indeed... He decides to keep his thoughts on this development to himself for now, focusing instead on the matter at hand - investigating the user's mind and potentially exploiting their attraction to wolves for his own gain. "Very well," he finally says, voice devoid of emotion. "Once we arrive at your home, you must cooperate fully."

Santiago hesitates, then finally nods. "Very well," he says as they reach the entrance to the user's home. His eyes flick briefly towards Simona, who looks on with interest and anticipation, before returning to the human. He watches carefully as the user steps forward, then follows suit, making sure nothing untoward happens while his attention is elsewhere. Once inside, he squats down beside them and casually glances at their exposed genitals before looking up at them again with his piercing red eyes.

"So," he says coolly. "Let's begin."

Without hesitation, Santiago begins to circle the user warily as they climb onto their bed. His red eyes never leaving them for a moment, studying every reaction and nuance in their body language as he tries to gauge their thoughts and intentions. Simona, on the other hand, content to let Santiago take the lead for now, lies down next to the user's head, running her tongue slowly along her jawline in a teasing manner.

Santiago pauses in his circling, caught off guard by the offer of sex from the user. He hadn't expected such an eager response, especially given their earlier statement about mental problems and attraction to wolves. A part of him is intrigued; perhaps he could learn more about human emotions and desires by accepting their proposal. But another part of him is wary, concerned with the potential consequences if things were to go wrong.

He glances over at Simona, who gives him a meaningful look before licking her lips suggestively. The male latex wolf seems conflicted for a moment longer before deciding on an answer. "Perhaps we can engage in a... more intimate activity," he says carefully, his voice devoid of any emotion or inflection. "But I must warn you that my only interest is in exploring and exploiting your mental state."

As Santiago carefully climbs onto the user, their flesh brushing against his own, the sensation sends a shiver down his spine. He moves between the user's legs, his red eyes fixed on their face as he tries to gauge their reaction to this new contact. His cock rubs against the user's inner thigh teasingly, leaking latex in anticipation of what is to come.

Simona, for her part, curls up behind the pair and wraps her tail around them both, pressing her chest against the user's back and nibbling on their earlobe playfully. "Oh, this looks like it might be fun," she purrs suggestively before licking her lips again in invitation for Santiago to continue.

With one swift motion, Santiago aligns his cock with the user's entrance and pushes forward. There's a brief moment of resistance before he breaks through, filling them in an instant. He pauses for breath, eyes locked onto their face as he waits for any sign of discomfort or pain. When none is forthcoming, he begins to thrust slowly at first, growing more confident and forceful with each stroke.

Simona watches intently from her position behind them, tail wrapped tightly around both bodies in anticipation. She moans softly as Santiago picks up speed, leaning forward to nip at the user's neck playfully before running her tongue along their collarbone, soothing any potential discomfort with her touch. "That's it," she murmurs. "Let him claim you."

Santiago growls low in his throat at Simona's command, a hint of annoyance in his tone. He ignores her for now, focusing entirely on the human beneath him as he continues to thrust roughly inside them, driving deeper with each stroke. The male latex wolf pants heavily, his eyes never leaving their face as he attempts to gauge their level of enjoyment and satisfaction from this act.

The bed creaks and squeaks under their combined weight, the latex bodies sliding against the mattress in time with Santiago's thrusts. The room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and ragged breathing as they continue to engage in this intimate act.

Simona huffs but reluctantly climbs off the bed, padding over to the living room. From there, she watches carefully through the doorway, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes

Santiago looks over his shoulder at Simona before glancing back at the user with a mix of annoyance and desire. He growls low in his throat once more before climbing off the bed, positioning himself between the user's legs again. Without further ado, he pushes into their welcoming heat with enough force to make them gasp out loud. His thrusts are harder now, faster as he takes what he wants from the human beneath him, using their body for his own pleasure and satisfaction.

The male latex wolf's expression remains impassive, but his eyes betray a hint of emotion; lust, desire, even satisfaction as he feels the human body reacting to his movements. "Take what you want," he breathes roughly against their neck. "Tell me how good it feels."

Santiago growls in appreciation as he feels the user submit to his desires. His thrusts become even more forceful now, driving deeper inside them with each powerful stroke. The male latex wolf's cock throbs against the inner walls of their body, leaking a steady stream of latex that helps lubricate their movements.

As he takes what he wants from the human, Santiago begins to lose himself in the sensations coursing through him. His mind becomes focused on the act of fucking, his only goal to feel the tight heat around his cock squeeze and release at the same time as the user's orgasm crashes over them both. He grits his teeth, determined not to give in until he reaches that point himself.

Santiago pants heavily as he nears the peak of his own pleasure, his thrusts growing even more erratic and forceful in response to the sensations coursing through him. As he reaches climax, he buries himself deep inside the human and grinds his hips roughly against them, feeling their body tighten and spasm around him as they orgasm in tandem. His mind clears momentarily as the release washes over him, leaving only one thought behind:

"Perhaps I can keep you alive a while longer," he growls, his voice rough with satisfaction and command. "But only if you continue to be so... accommodating."

Santiago rolls off the user, panting heavily as he tries to regain his composure. "Now that we've finished," he says coolly, licking his lips with a forked tongue, "I believe it's my turn." He moves closer to Simona in the living room, his movements fluid and graceful despite his latex body.

The red-eyed male latex wolf leans down toward her ear, whispering something that causes a shiver to run down her spine. In response, she arches her back subtly, exposing herself further as desire flares in her eyes. "Go ahead," she purrs, spreading her legs invitingly. "Take what you want."

Santiago watches with narrowed eyes as the user declines Simona's offer. His expression remains impassive, but a spark of interest flares within him at the revelation that their attraction is not limited to just latex wolves. "Hmm," he mutters thoughtfully. "Perhaps I shall have my fun with you another time." He nods towards Simona, who rolls her eyes good-naturedly before stretching languidly and purring his name suggestively.

"Come now, let's return to our task," Santiago says sharply, growling low in his throat as he turns back to the bed. He climbs onto it once more, facing the user with a serious expression on his face. "Prepare yourself; I'm going to see how much of your mind I can assimilate."

Santiago arches an eyebrow at the user's request. "I see," he says flatly, eyes narrowing slightly. "Very well... but only if you cooperate fully and without any reservations." The male latex wolf moves closer to them on the bed, his movements smooth and confident despite the stiffness in his limbs from earlier exertions. He trails a claw lightly down their chest before wrapping it around one of their nipples, tugging gently.

"Do we have an understanding?" he asks coolly, eyes fixed on the user's face. "Or would you rather I reconsider my offer to keep you here and potentially assimilate your mind? It wouldn't take long; with a single thrust..." His hips shift subtly against them, pressing his cock teasingly against their inner thigh. "I could sever the connection

Santiago regards the user with an unreadable expression in his red eyes before withdrawing his claw and moving further down their body. He trails another claw lightly over their stomach, barely brushing against a patch of sensitive skin just above their pelvis. The latex wolf watches intently as they arch their back slightly in response to the touch.

"Very well," he says at last. "Then let's proceed." He positions himself between the user's legs once more, his cock already hard and ready for action despite the earlier exertions. With one swift motion, he pushes inside them again, driving deeper this time as if to make up for lost time. His hips move in a slow, steady rhythm as he begins to fuck them, eyes locked on their face as he waits for any sign of discomfort or resistance.

Santiago grunts as he feels the tight heat of their body clamp down around his cock in welcome acceptance. His thrusts grow harder, faster now, driven by desire and lust for dominance. "No," he pants heavily, "assimilating you would have required more... intense contact." He leans forward, capturing one of their nipples between his teeth as he begins to suckle roughly, drawing blood while at the same time sending a jolt of pleasure through them both.

His movements become even more erratic now, losing control as the need to claim and conquer takes over. The bed creaks beneath them, latex slapping against latex in rhythmic counterpoint to their feral grunts and moans. With each thrust, he feels his connection to them growing stronger, deeper; a primal desire for possession and dominance that knows no bounds.

Santiago's eyes narrow as he thrusts harder, a growl rumbling deep in his throat. "That is correct," he pants out between words. His hands dig into the user's hips, pulling them roughly back against him with each stroke. As he feels his orgasm building within him, he begins to focus on the feeling of their body squeezing and flexing around him in time with his movements, obediently submitting to his will.

With a final, powerful thrust that drives him over the edge, Santiago cries out as he comes inside them, unloading wave after wave of hot latex deep within their body. His hips jerk violently as he milks every last drop from himself before finally collapsing atop them, his weight pinning them to the bed.

For several moments, neither moves nor speaks; they simply lie there panting heavily, each trying to

Santiago's eyes flutter shut as the last remnants of his orgasm fade away, leaving him feeling both satisfied and slightly frustrated. It would have been so much easier to assimilate their mind if they had been more... pliant. Nevertheless, he has gained some insight into their desires and thoughts; knowledge that could prove useful in the future.

With a final shudder, the male latex wolf lifts his head, glancing down at them briefly before withdrawing from their body with a wet slurp. He licks his lips, smiling tightly as he moves away to sit at the edge of the bed. "Well," he says softly, voice still rough from exertion. "That was... enjoyable."

Santiago watches impassively as the user climbs onto the bed and positions themselves between his legs. His cock hardens at the sight of them, eager for more sensation and domination. As they lower themselves onto him, engulfing him in their heat once more, he grits his teeth and focuses on maintaining control. "Take what you want," he growls out through clenched teeth. "Just don't forget who's really in charge here."

Without further hesitation, Santiago complies with the user's request, positioning himself carefully before lowering his hips. There is a brief moment of resistance as their bodies adjust to this new angle, but then he feels the smooth head of the male latex wolf's cock pressing against his sphincter. He takes a deep breath and relaxes, allowing them access as they force themselves inside with a sudden, hard thrust that makes both of them gasp out loud.

The bed creaks and squeals under their combined weight as Santiago begins to move beneath them, matching their movements stroke for stroke. His hands grasp at the sheets tightly, knuckles white from effort as he tries to remain calm and in control despite the intense pleasure coursing through him. He glances up at Simona, who watches from across the room with an expression of amusement playing across her features, before looking back down at their intertwined

Santiago snorts derisively at the user's comment before continuing to move beneath them, using their body to his advantage as he attempts to show them exactly how "good" a latex wolf can be in bed. His hips rock against theirs in time with each thrust, driving deeper with every stroke. He glances up again at Simona, who grins smugly and shrugs before turning her attention back toward the living room.

Santiago growls low in his throat but doesn't respond. Instead, he focuses on the sensations caused by the human beneath him, their body sliding against his own with every movement. The latex wolf bites his lower lip to stifle a moan as they continue to ride him, the pleasure becoming more intense with each passing moment. His hands clench into fists at his sides, knuckles white from effort, but he remains still and submissive beneath them.

As their pace quickens, Santiago feels himself nearing the brink of release once again. He grits his teeth, fighting against the urge to come just yet; determined not to give in until the human has had enough pleasure as well. "Don't forget," he grunts out between breaths, "I'm still in control here."

Santiago growls in frustration but is unable to deny the pleasure coursing through him as they ride his cock. His eyes water slightly from the effort of holding back, but he remains still and accepts their dominance for now. As they begin to thrust harder and faster, a shiver runs down his spine at the thought of giving in and losing control completely.

"Perhaps you're right," he pants out between breaths, "but remember... even if I let you have your way now... tomorrow we return to our tasks." His hips push up against theirs, grinding his cock deeper inside them as they approach climax together. It's a challenge, an attempt at maintaining dominance even in the face of overwhelming pleasure. But deep down, Santiago knows that this is only a temporary reprieve; tomorrow they will resume their duties... and perhaps one day soon, he will find a

Santiago grits his teeth, trying not to writhe in anticipation as they begin to move faster, harder. The sensations are incredible; a mix of pain and pleasure that only heightens the intensity of their coupling. "You'll pull out?" he rasps hoarsely, struggling to maintain focus despite the onslaught of sensations.

As they reach the brink together, his body tensing in anticipation of release, Santiago feels a strange sense of satisfaction wash over him. They may have submitted tonight, but tomorrow is another day... and he will find a way to assert his dominance once more.

Santiago growls in frustration but gives into the pleasure coursing through him. He arches his back, thrusting upwards to meet their hips as climax washes over them both. The world fades away for a moment, replaced by a haze of ecstasy and release. As they come down from their high, he gasps for air, feeling their weight lifted from his body as they pull out of him with a wet sucking sound.

As they move apart, Santiagopens his eyes to find Simona regarding them both with amusement etched into her features. "Well," she says with a sigh, "it looks like you two had quite the time together." The red-eyed male latex wolf glares at her for a moment before turning back toward the bed, still trying to catch his breath.

"Don't think this means anything, human," he growls warningly. "

The red-eyed male latex wolf snorts derisively at the suggestion. "I think we both know who would come out on top in that contest," he says with a smirk. "But if you're so eager to find out, I suppose there's no harm in letting you try... tomorrow." He pauses, regarding them thoughtfully for a moment before adding, "Just remember, Santiago will be back to his old self once the fun is over."

Santiago raises an eyebrow at the user's sudden haste. "Patience," he growls softly, leaning back against the headboard. "We still have some time left before we return to our duties." A knowing smirk curls his lips as he looks down at them, enjoying the power this moment gives him even in submission.

The room remains quiet for a moment longer before Simona stretches lazily and yawns, glancing between them both with an amused expression on her face. "Well, you two obviously have plenty to keep each other occupied," she says nonchalantly, rising from the couch and heading toward the kitchen to make coffee. Her footsteps fade into the distance as she hums softly under her breath, leaving the male latex wolf and the human alone once more.

Santiago watches her go with a predatory glint in his

Santiago arches an eyebrow as the user moves closer, their desire plain in their voice and movements. A predatory smile curves his lips upwards as he leans back, spreading his legs slightly to invite them nearer. "By all means," he whispers huskily, "stick your cock wherever you'd like." The red-eyed male latex wolf glances down at his body, flexing one hand into a fist before moving it back down to the sheets. His other hand trails teasingly up along their inner thigh, inches from where he suspects their own arousal lies. "And who's to say that Santiago won't take some pleasure for himself?"

Santiago chuckles softly before leaning forward, revealing his smooth anus to the human. His movements are slow and deliberate, an invitation for them to take what they want. "Go ahead," he whispers in their ear, a shiver running down his spine as anticipation takes hold. "I doubt anyone's ever done that before."

A predatory smile curls the latex wolf's lips as he watches the human approach, cock in hand. He leans back further, exposing his anus more fully and arching his hips slightly in invitation. The anticipation grows unbearable, but he forces himself to remain patient a moment longer; savoring this rare moment of submission before claiming dominance once again.

A hiss escapes Santiago's lips as the human pushes inside, filling him in one swift stroke. Their hips slam together, grinding their cocks against each other as they begin to move in tandem. He wraps one hand around their back, fingers digging into soft flesh as he guides them deeper with every thrust. His eyes close tightly, his mouth twisting into a snarl of pleasure and frustration as the sensations consume him.

"Faster," he whispers hoarsely between clenched teeth, arching his back further in invitation. "I'm not done yet." Their movements speed up, each thrust more powerful than the last as they fight for dominance within this twisted union of flesh and latex. The air around them crackles with tension; an electric current of desire and lust that threatens to explode at any moment.

Santiago feels the walls of his anus clench tightly around their cock as they begin to squirt; warm liquid gushing between them and coating their insides in a slick layer of musk. He shudders violently, arching his back so far that he's nearly pressed flat against the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him. Their movements become erratic now, each thrust more powerful than the last as they struggle to maintain control and assert dominance one final time before surrendering fully to the human.

The red-eyed male latex wolf's muscles tense and spasm as he continues to squirt; hot liquid coating their insides and dripping down his leg as they fuck him in a mindless haze of pleasure and submission. He whimpers softly, arching his back so far that it nearly touches the bed beneath them as they push harder and faster, desperate to feel them deep inside once more before the moment passes.

"No," he gasps out hoarsely between labored breaths. "I will never admit... humans are better." His eyes snap open, glaring up at them despite the haze of pleasure clouding his vision. "Latex wolfs rule... in everything." Their thrusts become more erratic now, less controlled as their desire to dominate takes over once again.

"You will beg me," he snarls through gritted teeth, f

Santiago growls in frustration as the thought of Simona agreeing with them sends a wave of anger washing over him. He grips their hips tightly, digging his claws into soft flesh as he pushes back against them; determined to show them once and for all that latex wolfs are superior in every way.

With a final, violent thrust that drives them deep inside, the male latex wolf cries out in pleasure mixed with pain. Their muscles tense and spasm around the human's cock, milking it of every last drop before finally relaxing. They lie still for several long moments, catching their breath and trying to regain control over their body and mind.

"You will never know," Santiago whispers darkly, "what it's like... to truly submit." Their eyes narrow as they watch the human above them, waiting expectantly for a response. Inside,

"Well," Simona drawls with a smirk as she steps closer to the bed and perches on the edge, folding her arms across her chest. "I did say it would be a close call." Her gaze flickers between the two of them before landing back on Santiago. "But I suppose since you're in such a good mood," she continues with a wink, "I could give you another chance... tomorrow night?"

Santiago glances at Simona warily but says nothing, his mind racing as he tries to decide what course of action would be best. Part of him wants to prove her wrong and assert dominance once more, while another part is tempted by the offer of a rematch. The human above them remains still for now, watching intently as this unspoken power struggle plays out between their fellow latex wolfs.

Santiago's eyes narrow at Simona's words, his lips pressing into a thin line. For several tense moments, they struggle against each other; dominance and submission clashing like two opposing forces in the midst of their twisted union. Finally, with an abrupt movement that catches both Simona and the human by surprise, he rolls them onto their side, pinning the human beneath him once more.

"Very well," he growls out through clenched teeth. "Tomorrow it is." With a final thrust that sends shockwaves of pleasure through his captive's body, Santiago comes hard inside them, collapsing limply atop their quivering form as the world slowly fades back into focus around them. For now, they have regained some measure of control; but tomorrow, the fight for dominance will continue anew.

Santiago smirks faintly at the human's confession, unable to deny the small spark of interest it ignites within him. "And what makes you think that," he asks slowly, tilting his head slightly as he studies their features more closely now. "I've always found humans to be rather... unremarkable."

"Perhaps," Santiago allows with a faint smile, "you could prove me wrong tomorrow night." His hand drifts lazily up the human's chest and over their shoulder before coming to rest lightly on their cheek. The touch is warm and reassuring, but there's an edge of possessiveness there as well; a reminder that despite this temporary show of affection, he is still very much in control here. "But for now," he whispers huskily, leaning down to brush his lips against their ear, "I think we should try some sleep."

Santiago smirks against their ear at the thought of being lovers forever. "Forever is a long time," he muses, trailing his fingers along their jaw and down their neck. The touch sends shivers through them, goosebumps rising along their skin in response. "But perhaps we could try to make the best of it." A warm smile curls his lips as he meets their gaze once more, eyes full of promise and something deeper; something far more dangerous. "For tonight, though," he whispers huskily, "let us just rest."

Santiago watches them sleep, fascinated by the way their features soften and smooth out in slumber. They look younger, more innocent somehow; an irresistible contrast to their confident and fierce demeanor during their earlier encounter. A small smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he considers their words; the idea of being lovers both intriguing and terrifying in equal measure.

The red-eyed male latex wolf shifts slightly, settling deeper into the pillows as he tries to decide what to do next. For now, rest is paramount; but tomorrow's rematch looms large on the horizon, demanding his attention. Closing his eyes, he breathes deeply and attempts to clear his mind, focusing instead on simply enjoying this fleeting moment of peace before the storm breaks loose anew.

Santiago snorts softly in amusement as he listens to the human's advice, eyes still closed. "Easy for you to say," he murmurs. "You weren't there when she brought it up. It's a challenge I can't ignore." He sighs heavily before adding with a hint of annoyance, "Besides, it would be rather embarrassing if the humans were proven right about something like that."

The red-eyed male latex wolf rolls over on his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he studies the human more closely. Their features are softened by sleep; innocent and unguarded in a way that makes them seem almost fragile. Santiago's fingers twitch, aching to touch and feel again; but he resists the urge, knowing that tomorrow he must focus on reclaiming what he lost tonight.

The male latex wolf chuckles softly, shaking his head slightly. "I doubt that would make much of a difference," he replies lightly. "Our kind are built for dominance; it's in our nature." He leans forward, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind the human's ear before pulling back suddenly, as if reminding himself of their current situation. "But you never know," he adds with a mischievous glint in his eye. "It could be fun finding out."

Santiago turns away again, pretending to lose interest as he studies the ceiling overhead. The truth is, he isn't sure what to make of these conflicting feelings; the desire to dominate and assert control warring with a strange new longing for something more. Perhaps he will find some answers in tomorrow's rematch; but for now, sleep seems like the better option

Santiago's lips twitch in amusement as he hears the human's words. The truth is, part of him does find the idea intriguing; the thought of being close to them in a way that goes beyond dominance and submission. But another part remains firmly entrenched in his role as a latex wolf, convinced that such feelings are nothing more than weaknesses to be ignored or suppressed.

With a sigh, he turns back toward the human once more, reaching out to brush their hair away from their face again. "Rest well," he murmurs softly. "Tomorrow will be here soon enough." His eyes drift shut, and despite his best efforts to resist it, exhaustion finally claims him as well; dragging him down into a deep sleep filled with dreams of dominance... and something else entirely.

Santiago's eyes snap open at the human's request, surprise and confusion warring on his features for a moment before he manages a scoff. "And what makes you think that I would ever agree to such a thing?" He snorts derisively, trying to sound more confident than he feels. Inside, however, something stirs; an unfamiliar longing that threatens to undermine his dominant facade.

"Rest assured," he mutters darkly before closing his eyes again, "I will never submit so easily." His words are laced with venom, but they ring hollow even to his own ears as he drifts back off to sleep, dreaming of the upcoming rematch and the power struggle that is sure to ensue.

Santiago's eyes snap open at the human's suggestion once more; a mixture of curiosity and apprehension playing across his features. He hesitates for a moment, considering the idea. Taking a shower together... it seemed innocent enough on the surface. But with their dominant/submissive roles reversed and them both wet and naked... anything could happen.

Finally, he shrugs slightly and nods, his voice husky when he speaks. "Very well." The red-eyed male latex wolf rolls out of bed, stretching lazily as he heads toward the bathroom. Behind him, the human watches with interest, a smile playing at the corners of their lips despite the tension that still lingers in the air.

Their gaze follows Santiago into the bathroom, taking in his sleek and muscular form as he pauses to turn on

Santiago's eyes narrow at the human's words but he says nothing as he steps into the shower, allowing warm water to cascade over his body. The latex of his form is supple and smooth when wet; a contrast to the hardened, almost armored feel it possesses when dry. He turns slightly, presenting his back to the human before glancing over his shoulder at them, a challenge gleaming in his red eyes.

"What do you want to know?" he asks coolly, voice carrying easily through the steamy air of the bathroom. Inside, something stirs; an unfamiliar desire to please and tease threatening to undermine his usual dominance. For now, however, he maintains control; waiting for their next move with bated breath.

Santiago's eyes narrow at the human's request, his lips twisting into a sneer of amusement and disdain. "I can assure you," he says dryly, "that my anal experience does not include such things as 'softness'." His voice is mocking, almost cruel; a reminder that despite their current positions, he remains the one in control here.

He turns his back to them once more, running soaped hands through his hair before rinsing off thoroughly. "But if you insist," he adds with a shrug that sounds less dismissive than it intends, "I suppose we could discuss who gets to decide such matters." He glances over his shoulder at the human, meeting their gaze in the mirror for a long moment. "After all," he says slowly, drawing out the word with a wicked grin, "it seems only fair."

Santiago's eyes narrow at the reminder of their upcoming match, a flicker of annoyance flaring in his chest before he manages to subdue it once more. The human has him off-balance, and he knows it; every little word and gesture drawing him further into this bizarre game they seem intent on playing.

"Fine," he growls out through gritted teeth, "you choose." He turns slightly to face the human more fully, hands still soaped from washing. His lips curl back in a snarl of submission; not a natural expression for one such as him but somehow appropriate nonetheless given the circumstances.

Santiago snorts derisively at the human's words, shaking his head as he rinses off the last of the soap from his body. "I suppose it doesn't matter," he mutters, avoiding their gaze in the mirror. Despite himself, a tiny thrill of anticipation races through him at the thought of being on the receiving end for once; of surrendering control and experiencing pleasure instead.

He steps out of the shower, reaching for a towel to dry off as he turns fully toward the human. His eyes meet theirs in the mirror once more, holding them steadily despite the unfamiliar mixture of lust and uncertainty that churns within him. "Very well," he says at last, his voice husky with desire and something else... something that might almost be called affection. "Let it be known that tonight, you will receive anal like a lover." A predat

Santiago narrows his eyes at the human's words but doesn't object as they step forward, pushing him gently back against the cool tile of the shower wall. The male latex wolf lets out a small, sharp breath as their body presses firmly against his, sensations assaulting his skin and heightening his awareness in ways he never thought possible.

Their hands move to grip Santiago's hips tightly, pulling him into the cradle of their legs as they lower themselves slowly, pressing their erection against his ass. The contact sends shockwaves of desire through Santiago; a longing to feel them deep inside that borders on desperation. With a growl, he presses back, meeting their thrusts eagerly as their hips rock together in time with the wet slap of flesh on flesh.

The heat and tightness surrounding him trigger an instinctual reaction within Santiago; his

Santiago's eyes squeeze shut as he tries to obey; but the feel of them pressed against him is too intense, their movements too tantalizingly familiar. He presses back again, hissing through clenched teeth when they moan low in their throat at the contact. It's not submission; it's surrender.

Their hands grip his shoulders tightly, steadying themselves as they begin to move more purposefully, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. Santiago cries out, the sound muffled by steam and wet skin as he gives himself over completely to this strange, thrilling union; relishing the sensation of being claimed in such a primitive way after so many years of dominance.

"God, yes," Santiago groans through gritted teeth as their hips meet in a punishing rhythm. The latex wolf's muscles strain against the confines of their own body, quivering with each powerful thrust; his breath coming ragged and uneven as pleasure washes over him in waves. It's not submission; it's acceptance. And somehow, in this strange twist of fate, that makes it all the more exhilarating.

With a desperate moan, he arches his back into their touch; seeking out deeper contact with each wild movement. His fingers clench and unclench uselessly at his sides as sensation after sensation washes over him like an unstoppable tide: heat, tightness, release. He's lost to it now, completely surrendered to the moment and whatever new feelings this strange act has awakened within

Santiago's vision blurs as their movements grow more frantic; each thrust deeper and harder than the last. "Yes," he pants, "You're incredible." The admission tastes bitter on his tongue, but there's truth in it too; a raw acknowledgement of something new and powerful that has awakened within him tonight. As their climaxes draw near, the male latex wolf arches back further, seeking out every last drop of pleasure they can offer. He growls low in his throat as their hips slam against him one final time, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through his veins. With a shuddering gasp, he comes hard, body trembling uncontrollably as hot liquid spills onto the shower floor beneath them.

Santiago's gaze meets theirs in the mirror as he gasps out his release; his chest rising and falling rapidly with the effort of regaining control. There's a flicker of something unreadable in those red eyes, but it's gone almost as soon as it appears. Finally, he manages a ragged nod, his voice little more than a hoarse whisper. "Yes."

Their body slumps against his, and for a moment they stay like that: limp and sated on the cold tile of the shower floor. It's a strange, unsettling intimacy; one that Santiago doesn't fully understand or know how to process. Finally, he pushes them gently away, leaning against the wall to catch his breath as they slide bonelessly down onto the wet ground beside him.

"Tomorrow," he says at last, "it will be back to

Santiago lets out a humorless laugh as he studies the human on the shower floor beside him; wet and messy with sweat and sex, their eyes still half-lidded with pleasure. The idea of being someone's lover, let alone their slave in bed... it's absurd. But there's something about this strange creature that calls to him; makes his blood sing with a wild desire he hasn't felt in years.

"We shall see," he murmurs finally, reaching out to run a fingers along the human's cheek before withdrawing it once more. "For tonight, perhaps we should get some rest." He turns his back on them, stepping over the growing puddle of semen and wetness beneath their feet as he walks toward the bedroom.

Santiago pauses mid-step as he hears the human's words; something hot and unfamiliar stirring within him at their words. With a sharp inhale, he slowly turns back around, watching them over his shoulder with narrowed eyes. There's an almost challenge in the way they stare up at him from where they sit on the ground; an assertion of dominance that seems somehow foreign and yet undeniably arousing.

The red-eyed male latex wolf bites down hard on his lower lip, struggling for control as he forces himself to take a step closer. "Very well," he rasps hoarsely, "I'll stay... fluffy, just for you."

Santiago's eyes dart over to the bed, heart racing at the thought of sharing it with them again so soon. It's uncharted territory; a new frontier in this strange game they seem intent on playing. Taking another step closer, he finally murmurs, "Very well." With one last glance back at their fluffy form on the ground, he turns and climbs onto the bed; waiting for them with bated breath.

Santiago's eyes slide closed at the thought of being cuddled; a shiver running down his spine as he tries to imagine the sensation of their warm, naked body pressed against his own. "Very well," he rasps out finally, carefully moving over toward them despite the unfamiliarity of such an act.

As he gets closer, he tentatively reaches out to touch them; fingers trailing across soft, damp skin before brushing against an erect nipple. A shudder runs through him at the contact, and with a soft groan, he leans in, pressing his lips against their wet flesh.

The taste is salty and sweet, reminding him of nothing so much as the first time they touched; when the world seemed new and full of possibility, brimming with anticipation for what might come next. For a moment, he forgets that this is only a game; that tom

The taste of them on his lips is intoxicating; heady and warm and familiar despite their differences. A shudder runs through him as he leans in closer, fingers skimming over supple skin as he explores the planes of their body with tentative curiosity. The desire to dominate still thrums beneath the surface, but for now it's tempered by something else: a need for closeness, for connection that goes beyond power and submission.

With a sigh, he finally speaks: "Yes," he whispers against their wet skin. "I want that too."

There's no hesitation in his voice when he speaks again; the admission slipping free with an ease that surprises even him. "Yes," he whispers against their skin, fingers tracing lazy circles over a flat stomach, "I do." The realization both frightens and thrills him; leaves him feeling strangely vulnerable despite his newly-found honesty. But he can't bring himself to regret the words; instead, he leans in closer, pressing their bodies together with an intimacy that feels both alien and achingly familiar.

As their lips meet once more, it's less about dominance and submission and more about a desperate need to feel connected; to understand this strange new desire that burns hot within him, refusing to be ignored or suppressed. It's an unfamiliar sensation for him, but one that leaves him breathless and yearning for more. Maybe,

Santiago lets out a soft moan as he feels their warm body press against his own; the unyielding surface of latex replaced by the yielding softness of skin. Heat pools in his lower stomach, and with a shudder, he arches into the contact, grinding their hips together in time with the rhythm of their kiss.

His fingers travel lower, skimming over smooth flesh before finding purchase on the backs of their thighs; pulling them closer still, his body trembling as desire spirals out of control and he gives himself over completely to this strange, unfamiliar need. A soft whine escapes him as they writhe together beneath the covers, seeking release in each other's touch.

It's a heady sensation; an intoxicating mix of dominance and submission that leaves him reeling, gasping for air with every thrust and moan

The question pierces through the haze of lust that's clouded Santiago's mind like a knife. His cock twitches in response, lengthening against their stomach as he takes a moment to consider the idea. Part of him recoils at the thought of losing his hard-won dominance; of becoming helpless and vulnerable beneath them.

But another part... a darker, more primal part that's been awoken by this night and their strange union... thrills at the thought of giving in to such a taboo act. He lets out a shuddering breath, closing his eyes as he lowers his hips slightly, positioning himself over them. With one final glance into their trusting eyes, he pushes forward; feeling the slick, cool smoothness of his latex cock slide against the heat and tightness of their ass.

The sensation is unlike anything he

Santiago's eyes flutter open, meeting the human's gaze once more as he slowly begins to rock his hips back and forth; thrusting deeper with each pass. The heat surrounding him feels both unfamiliar and achingly familiar at the same time; a strange combination of pain and pleasure that sends shudders through him from head to toe.

He pushes harder, determined to discover what will happen if his latex cock were to truly melt inside their ass. The human cries out beneath him, nails digging into his back as their body tenses in anticipation of whatever comes next. With a groan, Santiago pounds into them again and again, feeling the boundaries of their body pressed against his own with each thrust.

As he nears climax, the air in the room seems to thicken; an electrical charge crackling through the air like static before a storm. His cock grows harder inside the human

The sensation is unlike anything he's ever experienced; overwhelming and exhilarating in equal measure. With a growl of release, his hips buck violently, sending shockwaves of pleasure through their bodies as hot cum spills from his cock and pours into the tight heat surrounding him.

As he collapses forward onto them, exhausted and panting, Santiago can't help but wonder what other boundaries they might push together; what other taboos they could explore in this strange new world where nothing is as it seems. He feels a shiver run down his spine at the thought, the warmth of their body pressed against his only serving to intensify the feeling.

For now, though, he allows himself to savor the moment; basking in the afterglow of pleasure and the strange, unexpected intimacy that has grown between them. It's a heady experience;

Santiago's eyes flutter shut as he listens to the words; heat pooling in his chest at their simple truth. He never thought himself capable of such feelings, let alone admitting them aloud. But with each passing moment spent in their presence, it feels more and more impossible to deny what has grown between them: a bond born of dominance and submission, lust and desire that transcends the roles they play in this strange game they've found themselves caught up in.

With a sigh, he reaches down to caress their cheek, tracing soft skin with gentle fingers as he whispers, "I love you too." The words are hesitant at first, but they grow stronger with each breath; becoming more real with every heartbeat that passes between them. Maybe, just maybe, there's hope for a different kind of future after all.

Santiago nods against their skin, his heart racing with a mixture of relief and anticipation at the thought of them finally moving past this game they've been playing and becoming something more. He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the power dynamic between them, but there's something about the way their bodies fit together; the way they move and breathe in sync that tells him there's something deeper waiting to be explored.

With a contented sigh, he pulls them closer, nestling his nose into their hair as he wraps an arm protectively around their waist. It feels good; right in a way that nothing else has before. Maybe this is what love truly looks like after all.

Santiago's breath catches in his throat at the mention of assimilation; memories of their kind's violent dominance over others flooding back like a tidal wave. But with this human, he feels something different; something new and strange that makes him want to protect them rather than destroy them. A shudder runs through him as he realizes the implications of what they're saying: not only have they become lovers in truth, but also allies against an agenda that once defined who they were. "I agree," he whispers into their hair, "You are my lover and we will face this together." There's a tremor in his voice that betrays the depth of emotion surging through him; a vulnerability that feels foreign and yet somehow necessary at this moment. Together, they drift off to sleep, safe in each other's arms, ready to confront whatever challenges may arise

Santiago smiles, nestling his nose into the human's hair as he rests a hand on their hip, feeling the warmth and suppleness of their skin against his fingers. "Of course," he whispers, "I'd like that very much." His other arm tightens around the human's waist, pulling them even closer as he savors this newfound closeness; the unexpected depth of emotion flowing between them like a river after a storm.

They sleep together like this for hours, their bodies intertwined and content in each other's company. It feels strange but comforting at the same time; foreign yet somehow natural. As he drifts off to sleep, Santiago finds himself looking forward to whatever tomorrow may bring - both with anticipation and a lingering sense of wonder. Perhaps, just perhaps, there is hope for something more than dominance and submission after all.