Chapter 1

Warning - Explicit Content Ahead!

By: Mordrax

Legosi's eyes fluttered open, reluctant to leave the sanctuary of sleep. As consciousness took hold, a dull, persistent throb settled in his temples, pounding like a relentless drum. Every muscle in his body ached, as if he had run a marathon the previous night. Two realizations hit him immediately: he had consumed far too much alcohol, and he was completely naked. These were entirely out of character for him.

The darkness in the room was thick and oppressive, enveloping him in an unfamiliar cocoon. He shifted slightly, the rustling of sheets foreign by touch. Instinctively, he reached out, expecting the familiar feel of his own bed. Instead, his hand brushed against something warm and soft. His fingers registered the unmistakable texture of fur.

His heart began to race. This wasn't his bed. Panic surged through him, cutting through the fog in his mind. He tried to sit up, but the pounding in his head intensified, forcing him to move slowly and carefully.

Fumbling in the dark, Legosi searched for a light switch. His fingers finally found it, and with a flick, the room was flooded with harsh light. His eyes widened in shock at the sight before him.

Louis lay naked on the bed, his semi-hard cock resting against his bandaged leg. The sight of his friend in such an intimate and vulnerable state sent a jolt through Legosi, further confusing his already muddled thoughts. The private room, adorned with posters and personal items unmistakably belonging to Louis, was completely unfamiliar to him.

"Louis," Legosi's voice trembled, making his words sound almost like a growl. His hackles were raised, a physical manifestation of his fear. Not even when he had almost attacked Haru had he been this scared.

Louis stirred, his eyes blinking open against the sudden brightness. He squinted at Legosi, a mix of confusion and irritation crossing his features. "Legosi? What the hell...?" he muttered, his voice thick with sleep and the remnants of a hangover.

Legosi's mouth went dry. "Louis, what happened last night?" he asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.

Louis groaned, running a hand through his disheveled hair between his antlers. "We drank. A lot," he said, his voice hoarse. He sat up slowly, wincing as he moved his injured leg. "I remember bits and pieces... we were celebrating something, I think."

Legosi's mind raced, trying to piece together the fragments of his memory. He recalled the bar, the laughter, and the clinking of glasses. But beyond that, everything was a blur. "Celebrating? What were we celebrating?"

Louis rubbed his eyes, trying to focus. "I think it was the end of the school term. We were happy to have made it through another year."

Legosi nodded slowly, bits of the night starting to come back to him. The bar had been crowded, filled with the buzz of students unwinding after exams. He remembered Louis buying rounds of drinks, the two of them getting caught up in the revelry.

"Okay, I remember that," Legosi said, trying to steady his breathing. "But how did we end up here? Like this?"

Louis sighed, leaning back against the headboard. "I'm not sure. I remember we left the bar together. You were talking about something... something important."

His gaze, however, was not focused on Legosi's face. Instead, Louis's eyes were glued to Legosi's not-so-flaccid member, a mix of curiosity and something deeper flickering in his expression. The sight of his friend's exposed body seemed to mesmerize him, adding another layer of complexity to their already confusing situation.

Legosi, noticing Louis's unwavering stare, felt a rush of heat rise to his cheeks. He quickly tried to cover himself with a pillow, the awkwardness between them becoming almost tangible. "Louis, what are you...?"

Louis shook his head slightly, as if trying to clear his thoughts. "Sorry, it's just...I think I might be piecing together what happened. I've never been knotted before."

"Knotted?" Legosi's face flushed, his eyes widening in surprise.

Louis nodded, his gaze still fixed on Legosi's exposed form. "Yeah, I remember hearing about it. It's something that happens with certain species of carnivores, especially canines."

Legosi's heart raced, the implications of Louis's words sinking in. He tried to process the possibility, the fragmented memories of the previous night swirling in his mind. "You think we...?"

Louis met his eyes, a dry response coming from the usual sardonic boy. "Either we did, or you fucked my ass with something equally large based on how sore I am."

Legosi's cheeks burned with a deeper blush, his mind struggling to comprehend what Louis was saying. The intensity of the situation left him feeling dizzy, a mix of emotions swirling within him—fear, confusion, and an unexpected hint of curiosity.

"I... I don't remember," Legosi stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "But if that's true, then... what do we do now?"

Louis sighed, his eyes locking onto Legosi's with a resigned expression. "I don't suppose you're willing to return to bed and go back to sleep. We could worry about this in, say, five more hours? Considering it's still dark outside, you're more likely to wake someone who would ask the wrong questions if you left now."

Legosi's panic flared anew. "Louis, we're naked. You're naked. I'm naked. This isn't normal!"

Louis glanced down at himself, then back at Legosi, his expression unbothered. "There are clothes in the closet," he said, pointing to a door on the other side of the room. "Help yourself."

Legosi stared at Louis in disbelief as his friend turned back over, clearly intending to go back to sleep. The casualness of Louis's reaction left him reeling. "You... you don't care that we... that we might have had sex?"

Louis sighed, his voice muffled by the pillow. "We were drunk, Legosi. Things happen. We'll figure it out in the morning. Right now, I need sleep. So should you."

Legosi's mind raced, but the exhaustion from the night's events was starting to catch up with him. Reluctantly, he stumbled over to the closet and began rifling through the clothes. However, nothing fit his large, wolfish frame. He sighed in frustration, the reality of their situation making him feel even more exposed and vulnerable.

"Louis, none of these clothes fit me," Legosi said, his voice tinged with desperation.

Louis groaned, clearly irritated. "Fine, I'll help you," he muttered, beginning to stand. But as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed, he stumbled, the absence of one of his legs throwing him off balance.

Legosi instinctively moved to catch him, but their naked bodies collided awkwardly. The contact sent a jolt through both of them, heightening the already palpable tension in the room. For a moment, they froze, their eyes locking, breaths mingling in the small space between them.

Louis's irritation faded, replaced by something else—something more vulnerable and intense. "Legosi..." he began, his voice a whisper.

Legosi's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of confusion and an undeniable pull towards his friend. "Louis, I..."

Before he could finish, Louis leaned in, closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a tentative kiss, the initial awkwardness melting away as the kiss deepened. Legosi's hands found their way to Louis's back, pulling him closer, the warmth of their bodies merging.

Louis responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around Legosi's neck, fingers tangling in his fur. The kiss grew more urgent, their earlier confusion and fear giving way to a shared need. The taste of each other's mouths was intoxicating, a mix of desperation and desire.

Breaking the kiss only long enough to catch his breath, Louis murmured, "Forget the clothes." 

Legosi nodded, his eyes dark with longing. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely," Louis replied, his voice firm despite the tremor of anticipation. He guided Legosi back towards the bed, their lips meeting again in a series of hungry, passionate kisses. As they reached the bed, Louis fell back onto the mattress, pulling Legosi down with him.

Legosi hovered over him, his taller frame casting a shadow over Louis. His heart raced, a mix of excitement and uncertainty flooding his mind. "What do I do?" he asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.

Louis looked up at him, a smirk playing on his lips. "I don't think you asked me that last night," he teased, his hand reaching down to guide Legosi's hand to his semi-hard member.

Legosi's breath hitched, his instincts starting to take over. He grasped Louis's member, feeling its warmth and firmness. His movements were tentative at first, his mind racing with the need to do this right, to not hurt Louis.

Louis's eyes fluttered shut, a soft moan escaping his lips. "Just follow your instincts, Legosi. Let go."

Encouraged by Louis's reaction, Legosi's grip tightened slightly, his hand moving in slow, deliberate strokes. The sounds of Louis's pleasure spurred him on, his own arousal growing with each passing moment. He lowered his head, kissing Louis's chest, nipping gently at the sensitive patch of fur.

Louis arched his back, his fingers digging into Legosi's shoulders. "Yes, just like that," he gasped, his voice filled with need.

Legosi's instincts roared to life, guiding his actions with a primal intensity. He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down Louis's torso, each touch drawing more moans from the deer beneath him. When he reached Louis's member, he hesitated for a moment, the weight of the situation hitting him. But Louis's fingers in his fur, gently urging him on, gave him the reassurance he needed.

With a deep breath, Legosi took Louis's member into his mouth, his movements slow and deliberate. The taste and texture were new and unfamiliar, but he focused on the sounds of Louis's pleasure, letting them guide him. Louis's moans grew louder, his hips bucking slightly as Legosi found a rhythm.

"Yes, Legosi," Louis gasped, his voice breathless. "Just like that."

Legosi's confidence grew with each passing moment. He moved with more assurance, his instincts as a wolf blending with his desire to please Louis. He could feel Louis's body tensing beneath him, the pleasure building towards a peak.

Louis's hands gripped Legosi's shoulders, pulling him back up. Their lips met in a searing kiss, the taste of each other mingling in their mouths. Louis broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. "I want you, Legosi. All of you."

Legosi nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He positioned himself over Louis, their bodies aligning perfectly. "Are you sure?"

Louis's response was immediate, his voice a husky whisper. "Yes. Take me."

Legosi followed his instincts, pressing into Louis with a slow, careful motion. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and connection that took his breath away. Louis arched beneath him, his hands gripping Legosi's back, guiding him deeper.

"Legosi," Louis moaned, his voice filled with both pleasure and urgency. "Don't hold back."

Encouraged by Louis's words, Legosi began to move with a more confident rhythm. He leaned down, capturing Louis's lips in a passionate kiss, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. The room was filled with the sounds of their shared desire, the air thick with the scent of their arousal.

Louis's hands roamed over Legosi's back, his touch both reassuring and demanding. "Harder," he gasped, his eyes locking onto Legosi's with a fierce intensity. "I want to feel all of you."

Legosi's instincts took over completely. He increased his pace, each thrust more powerful than the last. Louis's cries of pleasure spurred him on, his own need building to a fever pitch. He could feel the tension coiling within him, the primal urge to claim and be claimed.

"Louis," Legosi groaned, his voice a low rumble. "I'm close."

Louis's response was a breathless whisper. "Me too. Together."

The world narrowed to the two of them, their bodies entwined, moving in a shared rhythm. The intensity of the moment was almost too much for Legosi, his primal instincts surging to the forefront. He could feel the pressure building, an unstoppable force that demanded release.

As his climax approached, Legosi felt a distinct swelling at the base of his member—a natural instinct as a wolf to knot with his partner. He hesitated for a fraction of a second, worried about Louis's reaction, but the overwhelming need to connect drove him forward.

"Louis, it's happening," Legosi managed to gasp, his voice strained with the effort to hold back.

Louis's eyes widened in realization, but he didn't falter. Instead, he wrapped his one good leg around Legosi's waist, pulling him even closer. "Do it, Legosi. Don't hold back."

With a final, powerful thrust, Legosi's knot swelled, locking them together in an intense, intimate embrace. The sensation was electrifying, sending shockwaves of pleasure through both of them. Legosi's climax hit with a force that left him trembling, his body shuddering as he released into Louis.

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