Jacob came first.

Marcus grinned and growled happily as he watched the malinois shoot his load onto his belly as the shepherd fucked Jacob from the front. It didn’t take long for Marcus to orgasm after that. He collapsed on top of him, enjoying the stickiness of their torsos.

“I suppose we’re gonna hafta shower,” Jacob grunted as Marcus lay on top of him.

“Not right away, buddy,” Marcus replied. “I’m enjoying this too much.”

“Me too, Marcus. Me too.”

Marcus wriggled his hips a bit as Jacob wrapped his thighs around the shepherd’s butt. “Does Evan fuck you face to face?”

“No. Always from the back, but he’s only fucked me twice. He prefers sucking on my meat and being inside Emma. Can’t blame him. Emma’s fun to be inside.”

“What about Cara?”

Jacob blinked. “We’ve only done it those two times before I became her patient. She’s pretty strict about keeping it professional between us. Why are you asking?”

Marcus shrugged. “I dunno. You don’t bring these things up unless I ask. And that’s okay. It’s just who you are. You’ve always been the secretive one.”

Jacob sighed. “I’m trying to be less secretive.”

“Have you told Cara that?”

Jacob nodded.

“And do you think you’re making any progress?”

Jacob smiled. “You sound like Cara when you ask me things like that.”

-

Showered, but still naked, the two dogs lounged on Jacob’s couch reading messages on their phones. It was another lazy Sunday morning in the city. The sun had only barely moved in the sky and, despite winter’s fast approach, it was still warm out. Other than nighttime in winter, it never really got cold in Malaka.

“It’s amazing what Emma and Evan did with Leo’s,” Marcus woofed as he set his phone down in his lap. “I barely recognize the outside.

Jacob flipped his phone over onto his chest. “Yeah. It’s all cleaned up and the new sign looks a million times better than the old one. I’m still not sure if I want to set foot inside again, though. Not after what happened there.”

Marcus took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’m with you on that one. I’m not ready and I’m not sure if I will ever be ready. Even if it’s reopening as some kind of dinner theatre. What happened with all of your co-workers from that place, anyway? Have you heard from them at all?”

Jacob put a claw to his chin and furrowed his brows. “Emma made sure they all had help finding new jobs. A couple of the former strippers are on her construction team. Abeni is bartending at a nightclub somewhere by the university. Livia went back to school or something. Axel just kinda disappeared. Honestly, there were so many sketchy beasts at that place I’m sure they all scattered like cockroaches.”

Marcus chuckled. “Probably all wound up in Portobello Square. That place was already pretty seedy, but apparently that’s where all the strip clubs have moved to.”

“Ugh. I used to turn tricks there,” Jacob frowned. “Clients would meet me at some dive bar where they never washed the glasses. I’d cringe watching others drink there. Never touched a drink while I was inside.”

“I’m glad those days are behind you,” Marcus woofed. “Now you can get paid to wiggle that butt at charity events.”

Jacob pulled a small pillow out from under him and whacked Marcus on the side of the head playfully. “Yeah? Well this butt also gets paid to fix stuff and make office buildings look better.”

Marcus grinned and licked Jacob’s nose. “Now let’s cover that fine butt of yours and go get something to eat. I’m gettin’ hungry.”

-

The two dogs strolled through sunny Montevista Square, bellies full from wolfing down chicken wraps from the pita place next to Julian’s coffee shop. Jacob looked over near the weird fish statue and stopped, maw agape.

“What?” Marcus barked.

Jacob nodded towards the statue. Standing there, shirtless and glaring at his phone, was a tall, fit elk.

Axel.

“What are we looking at, Jacob?”

“Axel. He’s over there next to the fish abomination. The tall elk with his shirt off.”

“Ohhhh. He’s the one that Magnus uh…”

“Yeah. That evil horse castrated him when he tried to look at the boxes in the basement at Leo’s.”

Marcus swallowed hard.

They watched Axel from under the shade of a tree, unnoticed. Axel looked up from his phone and shielded his eyes from the sunlight with a hoof. He seemed to be looking for someone. Before Marcus or Jacob realized it, a shirtless young male lion approached Axel. He was lean, almost unnaturally so. Marcus noticed one could see his ribcage through his fur. The lion was young, too. Most likely under thirty as his mane hadn’t grown in all the way. The lion and Axel nodded at each other before Axel said something to the lion. They then strolled slowly to the shaded side of the fish sculpture where the lion dug into the front of his small, tight shorts. Axel leaned up against the base of the statue and glared at the lion menacingly. The lion then pulled out a white envelope and passed it to Axel. Axel opened it up and looked inside before stuffing into the front pocket of his jeans. He smiled, stroked the lion’s mane and put an arm around the lean lion’s shoulders. Slowly, they began walking away before disappearing onto Avenue Empirica.

“What the hell just happened?” Marcus woofed.

Jacob shrugged. “Maybe he’s a drug dealer now? I dunno. Looked like he was hooking up with that cat, but he told me he wasn’t really into guys, though. Also, that young lion looked pretty desperate somehow. Doesn’t look like he eats well.”

Marcus licked his nose. “Well, whatever it is it didn’t look like it was all that wholesome.”

Jacob brought his paw up to the side of his head. “Oh. Wait. Of course. It makes sense. I used to do the same thing with Magnus.”

Marcus looked at the malinois expectantly. Jacob smiled and let out a chuckle.

“Ol’ Axel is a pimp now.”