The dorm room was quiet except for the occasional creak of the bunk bed and the distant hum of the campus at night. Legoshi lay on his back in the lower bunk, one arm behind his head, staring at the wooden slats above him, the mattress warming from his bare fur. It was hot and he finally decided to air out a bit.

The study session with Louis had ended almost an hour ago, but the red deer had shown no sign of leaving. Instead, he’d simply climbed up and sat on the edge of Legoshi’s mattress like it was the most natural thing in the world, talking about the most unimportant things, very uncharacteristic of Louis, and he kept giving him side glances.

Legoshi’s ears twitched when the bunk shifted again. Louis settled closer, his slender frame barely making a dent in the mattress. The wolf could smell him: clean, sharp, with that faint underlying scent of deer that always made something in his chest tighten. He also picked up on another scent, and the wolf was sure it was arousal. Was Louis ... turned on right now?

Louis didn’t waste time with small talk.

“So ... are you a virgin, Legoshi?”

The question hit like a slap. Legoshi’s golden eyes widened, his ears shooting straight up. “W-what?”

Louis’s voice was calm, serene, but there was a hungry edge beneath it. “Have you ever had sex? With anyone?”

Legoshi’s face burned under his gray fur. He swallowed hard, suddenly very aware of how close the deer was. “I ... no. Never. Just...”

Louis chuckled. “Just your paw, right?” The smile Louis gave him was shocking to the wolf, it looked like Louis was sizing him up.

A small, satisfied sound left Louis’s throat. Without warning, the deer’s hand slid down and cupped Legoshi’s heavy balls through the thin fabric of his shorts, giving them a firm, deliberate squeeze.

“Really?” Louis murmured, voice low and teasing. “You’ve never emptied these bad boys into another animal? That’s a shame...”

Legoshi froze, breath catching in his throat. His body tensed, instincts screaming at him to pull away; predator and prey, wolf and deer, the lines that had always kept them apart. But Louis’s touch was confident, warm, and strangely gentle. The deer’s fingers massaged slowly, rolling the big wolfy orbs, feeling their weight.

“Louis ... what are you...” Legoshi started, voice rough.

“Shh.” Louis leaned in closer, his breath brushing the wolf’s ear. “Relax.”

The deer ran a paw slowly down Legoshi’s abs, the cream colored fur parting for his fingers. He traced the carved edges underneath. “This cream color does go all the way down, I bet.”

Legoshi’s heart hammered. He knew he should stop this. But the way Louis’s fingers kept working him through the fabric, the way his scent filled the small bunk ... it was intoxicating. Slowly, hesitantly, the big wolf’s body began to relax. He sighed slowly and slumped his shoulders flat on the bed, letting his head lay back, his ears touching the bunds headboard.

Louis took that as permission.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Legoshi’s shorts and tugged them down, freeing the wolf’s sheath and heavy balls. The cool air made Legoshi shiver. Louis wasted no time. He leaned down, dragging his tongue slowly over the soft skin of the wolf’s sac, tasting the warm, musky scent that was pure Legoshi. The cream furred scrotum moved on command of the deer’s tongue.

Legoshi let out a shaky breath, one paw gripping the sheets. “Louis ... you’re really...”

The deer’s tongue moved higher, licking a slow, wet stripe up the furry sheath. Legoshi’s cock began to emerge almost immediately. It was thick, red, and already glistening with the first drops of precum. Louis hummed in approvl, his lips brushing the emerging tip before taking the head into his mouth. The deer’s lips slid down over the red tip, parting for the thickening shaft, and Legoshi watched the top of the nose and then the view of Louis’ head as the deer took him deep to the knot, which had barely begun tightening and plumping up slightly.