Kress wants to get to know you

You lay on your cushion for a short while, letting your body sink into it as if floating on a lake, your eyes closed as you try to relax for a moment before you hear shifting noises. You look over to see Kress is now standing above you, looking down at you, with a goofy smile on his face.

You look a little bit lower, and almost gasp, as you see a dark red, throbbing spire of canid cock pointing right at you. Before you can move he quickly steps over you, the tip of throbbing malehood brushing against your face before he lays down on top of you, eliciting a gasp and a whine from you.

“K-kress!” You whine out, beginning to squirm a bit as he you hear a cackle emit above you, the hynea above grinding forward, pressing his hot, throbbing length down against your head and pressing his large balls against your face.

“Sorry if it’s sudden, Wells. But we’re roommates now, and hopefully soon going to be friends. You might be carnivorous, but from my view you aren’t a pred. Gotta make sure I get my scent on you, keep you safe and let others know who your with~”

He says, before thrusting gently to rub his package deeper against you. You can feel some of his shaft’s natural lubricant along with a particular wet drop of what must be pre get smeared against your back.

“But-“ you start to reply, only for him to grind his balls down against your face again.

“No buts, I gotta keep you safe! Plus, you keep looking at em, even gave them a kiss earlier. Gotta get you properly acquainted.”

You can’t help but let out a whimper in response. You squirm under the large Mightyena for what feels like hours, as he seems to coat you in his scent. Though it was only for a few minutes, you are still left gasping for air when the Mightyena finally lets his weight off you. During those long minutes, you were able to breath nothing but the musky air around his balls. Though buizel are known for holding their breath, you were by no means prepared for such treatment.

And he isn’t done. You watch him readjust above you. He steps back a bit, bringing his still throbbing breeding rod to level with you face, and it takes your musk-drunk mind a couple moments to process what is about to happen, taking a deep breath to brace yourself for an insertion that.. doesn’t come?

“Can’t believe I got such a cutie as my roommate! Got you nice and marked so you should be safe for now. But I am pretty worked up, you down for some Yena cock down your throat?” He asks, his tip throbbing and leaking pre mere inches away from your face.”