Thanks to an impulsive action, a wrestling match turns into some experimentation in kinks. 

(Alzu and Almul playing around. Spanking is involved. Very slight warning for Alzu being too excited to stop and properly discuss consent and how subspace works before diving headfirst into an aspect of dom/sub play, he probably shouldn’t have done that. Nothing bad happens, though.)

“Hey Almul- gonna getcha!”

Almul had been expecting this sort of thing from the bouncy
way Alzu was acting, and they weren’t caught off guard as he pounced at them.
Skreeking pretend-anger, they wrapped their arms tightly around him and ‘kicked’
with both legs, pushing up against his stomach, then bucked and managed to get
halfway flipped over.

Alzu lunged at their face, mouth open as wide as it would
go, eyes wide and playful, and Almul cut them off by grabbing at their mouth.
Metal hands meant they could grab Alzu’s upper and lower jaws in different
hands with no worry of the teeth, using it to twist his head to the side and
try to get on top of him, which semi-worked. Alzu was wiggly, and not quite
trying his hardest, but definitely still being feisty.

Several minutes of flailing and wrestling and assorted
sounds of amused effort later,  Almul was
sitting on Alzu’s back, just about hit in the face by his tail every time it
wagged. Alzu was pinned on his front, rump in the air, tail wagging furiously,
pawing at the ground but not really able to get away. Partly because he wasn’t
using his full strength, partly because Alzu was at a bit of a disadvantage
against a partner who he couldn’t bite and didn’t want to hurt or upset.

They’d got him- but he was still wiggling. Time to make him
be still and further establish their victory. Clamping their legs tighter
around Alzu’s sides, Almul growled lightly and dug their claws carefully into
his thighs, pretending to be exasperated at him refusing to submit-

Then acted on impulse and gave Alzu’s rump a quick spank.

Alzu froze, tail stilling for an instant, giving a startled
little yelp, and glanced back over his shoulder at Almul before his tail
started to wag again. This time, instead of the broad, sweeping wags from
before, it was a quick up-and-down motion- a gesture of interest. Arousal. And
a very blatant one to Almul, given that it was very close to their face.

Wriggling in a way that emphasized the sway of his hips,
Alzu grinned over his shoulder at Almul, arching his back in an attempt to get
loose. “What… d’you wanna play like that? Go on- I can take it!” he challenged,
then blinked, tilted his head, and grinned.  Might as well try. “What- y’wann’ do a diff’rent
sorta play? C’mon- bet’cha can’t make me be still. Ain’t got me that easy.”

Almul, midway through cheeping a sheepish apology for their
impulsive action, stared down at Alzu for several seconds in sheer
bewilderment. Alzu… wanted to…

Right. People liked weird things for sex, and Alzu liked a lot of weird things. And-

Almul slipped a hand down under Alzu, palming lightly at his
crotch, and clicked in mild amusement at what they found. Yep- turned on
already. Couldn’t be from just the one
spank, too quick, so- the whole wrestling match? All right- sure. That was…
actually kind of flattering, even if it was
“could probably be turned on by a stiff breeze” Alzu.

So… Alzu was turned on by this situation, was still wiggling
and refusing to behave, and was apparently open to… well. To Almul trying to
spank him into cooperation.

Why not?

Almul’s leg-clamp had loosened out of confusion, but they
clamped down again, pretend-growling, and spanked Alzu again. Not hard, they
didn’t want to hurt him, but enough
to… probably be a good strong feeling?

“Ah yeah-“ Alzu muttered, entirely ruining the illusion of
him trying to get away, and paused his squirming for just an instant before
resuming –and redoubling- his efforts. He was gonna get awayyy unless Almul
convinced him otherwise by-

Ooh-

 

That wasn’t enough, then? All right. Challenge accepted.

Rumbling excitement in the back of their throat, Almul undid
the buckle above Alzu’s tail and pulled his shorts down just enough to expose
his haunches, then roughly gripped the newly exposed hide and glanced down at-

At Alzu, who was now biting their foot.

Tail waving much faster in anticipation, Alzu growled and squirmed, biting semi-gently at Almul’s
leg as he tried to struggle free. He was clearly turned on, though- eyes wide
and gleaming, ears up, tail wagging hard, drooling against Almul’s plating as
he bit. Oh, yes- Almul was catching on fast.

Naughty.

Almul growled warningly, then brought their palm against
Alzu’s rump, a bit harder than before, and repeated the action several more
times until Alzu whined and let go of their leg. Two more swats, and Alzu whined
again and lapped appeasingly at the bitten spot, looking very contrite. There-
a bit better.

Purring softly, Almul gently stroked the spot they’d been
spanking, starting to drift their hands inwards-

And Alzu immediately started squirming again, though without
biting.

Almul clamped their plating in mock-anger, then firmly
grabbed Alzu’s tail in one hand to keep it out of the way as they applied their
palm to a slightly different spot. Alzu had some padding from his fur, so it
wasn’t very loud, but they evidently had a good strength down- because Alzu was
slowing his struggles a bit, but his tail was wagging harder in Almul’s hand.
Evidently this was good.

Quickly enough, Almul figured out a system. If Alzu started
squirming harder, he got harder spanks, going back over the same spots. If he
relaxed, made those appeasing sounds, and stopped moving, he got light, gentle
strokes to his rump, and Almul’s hands strayed in towards his entrance or down
towards his cock. And Almul was learning to feel the tension in Alzu’s frame, predict
what he was about to do, so-

Almul felt Alzu tense up in preparation for more struggles
and cut it off with one quick, sharp swat, and that seemed to do the trick.

Okay. Yeah, that… oh, he was done.

Alzu whimpered softly, a quiet, appeasing sound, and went
completely limp. Whining hopefully, he blinked up at Almul and crooned, hands
relaxing, no longer squirming in the slightest. That had been enough
excitement, enough play-punishment… he was done with that. Now- touches?
Please? More? Because he was very turned
on, and entirely too much of his clothing was still present, and really all he
wanted was to be touched and stroked-

Oh, should he have better explained himself before getting
into-

Eh, no time to worry about that, he was out of words. Rather
just whine and be hopeful.

Almul tried to wait until they were certain Alzu was done,
but, oh, those sounds. Soft,
tentative whines, hopeful noises, pleading- awh.

Crooning in approval, Almul stroked down the backs of Alzu’s
thighs, trying to soothe away the sting. Okay, yes, he was being good now. The
swing in mood was a bit abrupt, but- this worked, yes, so they could just- just
pet now, and- yep.

There was rather an impressive damp spot in the front of
Alzu’s shorts as Almul pulled them off, and a quick stroke of his shaft
confirmed that, unsurprisingly, it was slick and just about dripping.

Now, what was Almul going to do next? They still didn’t
really like the texture here, but it seemed rather mean to just make Alzu
handle his own arousal after winding him up like this, so… hopefully there was
something in Alzu’s pack to use. Well- there was probably something in Alzu’s pack to use.

Sliding off of Alzu’s back, Almul grabbed one of his hands
out of the scuffed-up leaf litter and coaxed him down until his hand was on his
cock, paused for an instant, then tugged it back until- ah, he’d got the
message, and Almul growled in approval as they moved to get into the pack.

Almul was no longer trapping him, but he was done trying to
escape anyway, and Alzu only moved to splay his legs further as he waited.
Well- that, and slicking up his fingertips against his cock before moving to
start working himself open. Presumably Almul had something in mind here.
Hopefully it involved something in him.

When Almul came back, they prodded lightly at Alzu’s tail
until he curled it up out of the way, then lowered their hand to stroke
something over his cock. They’d gotten out a smallish glass plug with a wide
base, ridged just slightly to help keep the lube on it, and rubbing it against
Alzu’s shaft-tip was an easier way to slick it up than trying to find the
bottle of lube. Same stuff, anyway.

Once the toy was slick enough, Almul gently pressed it to
Alzu’s entrance, paused to look over at his excited expression, then slowly started
to press it inside. Crooning in approval, they skittered a hand up his back and
stroked down his spine, trying to soothe as they worked the toy into place. Not
that Alzu needed soothing, he was happily pushing back into the toy, but-

Hm, actually, too fast. Alzu knew his limits, yes, but Almul
wanted to take their time. Just in case. So-

In their other hand was a soft cloth, and they wrapped both
the cloth and their hand around the base of his cock, gripping firmly below the
knot and giving a slight tug to keep him from leaning back. That earned a
startled noise, and it worked- Alzu stopped moving away, pouting slightly but forced
to be still and let Almul rock the toy in at a torturously slow pace.

As soon as Almul got the toy in and let go of his cock, Alzu
crooned softly and rolled over, splayed on his back and offering himself up.
Pawing gently at the air, he whined hopefully and grasped at empty space in
Almul’s direction, hoping to lure him down to- yesss.

Aw, okay.

Giving in to the wordless plea, Almul stretched out next to
Alzu and pressed their weight gently on top of him, keeping the cloth around
his shaft but sliding it up a bit. This was probably the best way to go about
playing with Alzu’s cock, much better for the both of them than Almul’s metal
hand directly on sensitive skin. A cloth soaked in lube was probably a nice
texture, right?

Oh, it was absolutely a good texture, at least in Alzu’s
opinion.

After a bit of squirming, Alzu had both arms wrapped around
Almul, one hindleg kicking at the air and the other trapped under Almul’s
frame. Drooling happily and licking at Almul’s throat, he whimpered and kicked and
bucked up into the grip on his cock, not really struggling so much as working
against Almul’s frame until-

Well, Alzu wasn’t bothering with trying for stamina. Grip
tightening, he bucked up into Almul and held the arched pose as he came, then
slowly relaxed again and panted softly. Ah, nice.

And then, of course, grabbed at Almul with all four limbs
and tried to melt into him.

Almul crooned approval and nuzzled into Alzu’s throat, then
sprawled on top of him completely in order to reach and pet at all the good
spots. It seemed like it might be important now to do this, so… petting,
fur-combing, and the most praise they could manage without a voice. Yes, good-
good Alzu.

Oof.

Good Alzu with a very tight hug. But, yes- good. And
apparently fully intending to hug Almul for quite awhile, so… yes. Warm,
comfortable, nice- no problems at all. Might have to clean up at some point,
but… good.

This wasn’t how wrestling matches usually turned out, was
it?