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"Can't believe Sander believes he has the freakin' authority to do that!"  Freddy would rant, quickly pacing through the empty, halls.  Freddy would remind himself in his head that Sander did indeed have the authority to do that.  He would growl to himself as he walked up stairs, his heavy cock swaying between his legs, at least it wasn't bulging out so much now.  Freddy would finally arrive to Sander's office, it was placed at the most inconvenient floor (of course).  "If he even thinks of scolding me like he did last time, I'll show him..." Freddy would mutter to himself as he walked through the office doors.  To his surprise, he would be met with a surge of people trying to get out at the same time.  He looked over the crowd, eyes locking with Sander as he gave him a stern glare.

"Freddy. There you are.  I want you stay after everyone leaves," Sander would say, his voice sounding as cruel as ever.  Freddy would cross his arms, watching the hordes of Shadow Decree Members exit the office.  Finally the crowds would clear up, and Freddy would step in, expecting another scolding.  "Freddy.  I want you to tell me why you were so late to this meeting when I very clearly instructed you get here immediately."  

"I was busy!  Another key moment, okay?"  Freddy would pout, crossing his arms again as he took an unwelcome seat on the office couch.  Freddy would exhale, his cock hadn't gone much softer and it was clearly visible in his pantleg.  Freddy would feel a weird mixture of both horniness and anger.  

"Another key moment, you say?  What was so key about it this time?"  Sander would cross his own arms, standing over Freddy as he sat on the couch.  It was like the man was trying to constantly act superior.  Freddy would mentally remind himself that in the Shadow Decree he technically was superior...

"I uh...you know...I was in the basement meeting room by myself and...uh..."  Freddy would stammer, unable to come up with a lie on the spot

"If you won't tell me, that's fine.  I'll examine the security footage myself."  Sander would walk to his desk, clicking on his monitor.

"W-wait, boss please don't!"  Freddy would suddenly stand up, walking to Sander's desk with his heart thumping out his chest.  It was too late however, and Sander had already accessed the security footage of the basement meeting room in just a few clicks.  Freddy would go silent, his face dropping in horror as he stared at Sander, who remained expressionless.  

"I see."  Sander would stare at the screen, his eyes finally peeling off of it to look at Freddy.  "We all have our own desires.  I will not judge you for your lust.  Though I have to ask, why in the basement meeting room?"  Sander would question, his voice suddenly seemed less hostile than usual, though the demanding tone was still present.  

"Well...uh, I had access to it and could lock the door.  I didn't want to go jack off at my room either since Leon could walk in..."  Freddy would explain himself, his face growing hot in embarrassment.  He would curse under his breath, for some reason he was only getting harder now.  He would put his paws over his crotch to cover it

"You chose to go to a room with cameras I could very easily access..."  Sander would go back to staring at the screen, his eyes focuses on something on the screen before looking back at Freddy and his paws.  "You...didn't do this on purpose right?  For me to see?"  Sander would ask, his tone changing, it sounded like he was hoping the answer was yes.  Freddy would shake however, causing Sander to frown.  "Ah...that is completely fine.  I suppose I shall excuse your lateness this time."  

"Thanks boss..."  Freddy would sigh in relief, looking over to Sander again.  "Boss?  You've been staring at that footage for a while..."  Freddy would begin, his superior not responding.  Freddy would think to himself before speaking, if he really wanted to say what he wanted to say.  He was incredibly horny however, and with lust on the brain you may do some things that seem insane.  "You see something you like, boss?"  Freddy would blurt out, moving his paws as he walked over to Sander's desk, plopping down his large bulge onto his desk.  Sander's muzzle would go agape, he would stare at the large bulge resting on his desk with both surprise and interest.  "Heh, I knew you'd like that!  You may be my boss, but maybe in private I could turn you into my cockslu-"

*DING* *DING*

"Uh what was that?  Boss you don't have camera's in here too do you?"  Freddy would ask, suddenly scared of the repercussions despite his prior behavior.

"N-no, Freddy.  Erm, it was just a notification, I need to call Councilor Hyde..."  Sander would stand up from his chair, grabbing a hologram device as he sighed.  "I apologize for the interruption Freddy, this is a necessary call for the Shadow Decree's interest...but I did like where things were going..."  Sander would admit, his face showing a bit of the disappointment he contained.  Sander was often stone faced and voiced, he had a difficult time showing how he truly felt, and an even more difficult time not coming off as a complete asshole.  It was unnatural for him to show these things, but in the case of such a lewd situation with such a big wolf Sander couldn't contain his own desires.  

Sander would place the hologram device onto the ground, fixing his clothes and making sure he was presentable before calling Hyde.  It would ring for a moment before picking up; a hologram of Hyde sitting in a chair appearing.  Sander would clear his throat before speaking.  "Sir, I am very glad to come into contact with you.  I've been holding onto your exact orders as you've demanded."

"Very good.  What is it you are calling me for then?" 

"I am requesting that you grant me permission to send a platoon to the chained miracle."  The question would sound more like a command than a question.  Sander would internally sigh at his tone, he was honestly trying to sound gentle.  Hyde would obviously take slight offense at the tone, but the conversation would continue anyways.

"What for?"  

"To assist Anesidora in her mission.  I understood your previous command, sir, that it would be better to keep the Shadow Decree out of sight of the Esper Union by ceasing all activities.  While that has been successful, those same Esper Union operatives that have infiltrated into the laboratory are continuing to follow Anesidora.  By sending some of our own, we can ensure that she faces no difficulties."  Sander would explain his reasons perfectly, hoping that it would be enough to convince the councilor.  He did have some concerns about their secret mission, if it were to fail, the Shadow Decree would loose out on a lot of power.  

"Very well, send a platoon of your choosing.  I will allow no other actions however, we are to remain without any conflict for time being."  Hyde would order.  This period of not allowing action was only increasing Sander's problems of dealing with all the members at the base.  "Understood sir..." He would sigh, looking to the side to realize Freddy was sitting on the couch, his cock poking out from his pants.  God it really was as big as he was boasting...

"...Will that be all Sanders?"  Hyde would question, his head tilted to the side. 

"O-oh, yes sir, that's all!  I'll hang up."  Sander would quickly respond, fumbling with the device as he found the on/off switch, he would loosely flip it, looked over to Freddy with a tiny bit of a frown on his face.  "Freddy...I was on call with Hyde, I can't believe you would try to do that..."

"Ah come on, you clearly liked the sight!"  Freddy would grab the base of his cock, stroking it up and down to his knot.  Sander had to admit that the sight was captivating...

"Hmph."  Sander would walk over to him, his own cock getting hard as he watched Freddy slowly pump his beast.  He would sit on the couch next to him, putting his hand on Freddy's cock, producing a moan from the wolf.   "Remember Freddy, you're not allowed to tell anyone about this..."  Sander would order, his hand moving up and down Freddy's length.  Sander had his fair share of sexual experiences back when he was in the Esper Union.  Upon his joining of the Shadow Decree however, Sander's leadership skills were demanded and he had been incredibly busy since.  

"G-god...that feels so good..."  Freddy would pant, his tongue coming out as his body moved up and down with his breathes.  "I don't know what about it, but just being touched by someone else is so damn good..."  Freddy would confide, his voice husky and low.  

"You really are quite horny, Freddy.  Just a simple touch and I have you so aroused."  Sander would chuckle to himself, amused with Freddy's clear enjoyment.  "I'm going to have you begging for my touch..."  Sander would whisper into Freddy's ear, squeezing his cock slightly before letting it go

"W-what?  W-wait don't stop,"  Freddy would whine, causing Sander to laugh.

"See?  That was so quick.  You are quite easy to take control of..."  Sander would reach down to Freddy's balls, rubbing them softly.  

"Fuuuck...I-I can take control too!"  Freddy would moan, almost howling at the Sander's returned touch.  His cock would pump reactively to the feeling of his nice big balls being caressed.  

"Really?  Show me." Sander would demand, removing his hands from Freddy's balls as he crossed his arms, waiting for Freddy to show his dominance.  Freddy would waste no time, grabbing Sander and placing him onto of his lap, Freddy's cock held right between Sander's thighs and crotch.  Sander would blush, feeling his bulge rub against Freddy's large cock, soon Freddy begin slowly thrusting, their cocks grinding more and more.  

"See?  I can take your body just like this and do whatever I want..."  Freddy would mutter into Sander's ear.  He would slowly move his cock back, pressing it against Sander's ass.  

"Wait a minute."  Sander would command, sand suddenly covering and pinning Freddy's paws to the side.  Sander would adjust himself back to their prior position.  "I am not allowing you to fuck me.  You can continue with this but remember, I'm the top here."  The sand would release Freddy's paws, a low groan coming from the wolf at Sander's dominate behavior.

"A-alright then, I'm fine with that.  I'm still showing you how I take control though, so watch out for this!"  Freddy would grab Sander, suddenly lifting him up from the ground, earning slight protests as Freddy would gain a tight hold onto the smaller jackal.  "Since I can't fuck your ass, I'll just have to do with these precious thighs of yours..."  Sander would put his legs around Freddy's, his cock incredibly hard in his pants as Freddy began to squeeze his large cock between Sander's thighs and bulge.  The friction was perfect, and being carried by a wolf bigger than him was just thrilling.  Sander always upheld a dominate position, but with how he was being carried right now he had lost all sense of that commitment.  Sander would promise to himself that he'd fuck the big dumb wolf's ass later.  

"D-damn it Freddy..."  Sander would huff, grabbing onto Freddy's arm with one hand and holding tight onto one of his giant fingers with the other.  Freddy would press his head close against Sander's, nuzzling against him as he continuously grinded against him.  It was beginning to be too much for the already extremely horny wolf.  He would begin to hold on tighter around the smaller jackal, his cock slipping in between his thighs over and over again.  His cock throbbed intensely as he did this, Sander's own cloth restricted cock joining in their soon to be climax.  Just a few more moans and a few more rubs did the trick as both Freddy and Sander unleashed their loads.  The wolf had been carrying a giant load, stickily spreading along Sander's thighs and bulge, dripping down.  It would mix in with Sander's own cum, which would dribble down along with it.  The two men would pant, holding onto each other tight as they looked down at the mess they had made.  Sander would catch his breath, returning back to his usual self as Freddy slowly let him down.  

"Uh...sorry I messed up your pants boss..."  Freddy would apologize, looking at the cum drenched clothes.  

"You better be.  I'm going to have you clean this for me personally as punishment,"  Sander would order, taking off his clothes and tossing it to Freddy.  Freddy would groan, it seemed that his typical boss has returned.  Sander would walk over to Freddy, looking at him for a while, specifically at his clothes.  "...You know, as much as you spend much of your paycheck on clothes, I'd say it pays off..."  

"You really think so?"  Freddy asks, genuinely curious.  Freddy was obsessed with following trends and looking fashionable.  

"Yes, Freddy,"  Sander would pause for a second before returning his gaze to Freddy.  "Your style only adds onto your attractiveness I'd say.  N-now...please go clean my clothes, and remember if any of these desires return, come straight to my office.  I'll...erm...fuck it out of you next time."  Sander's ears would curl, he had said such lewd things in the moment earlier but now he felt flustered now that he had more control.  Freddy would smile at it, nodding at Sander's promise.

"Heh, you're really cute like this right now..."  Freddy would comment, causing a small growl from Sander.  Before Sander got more like his typical self, Freddy decided to leave, wondering if he could get away with keeping Sander's clothes for himself as a token for what had happened...

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Sander would uncomfortably slow down his pace, trying to rid his thoughts of Freddy's actions last meeting before it became a problem.  He would close his eyes for a moment, clearing his mind before he heard boisterous laughing in the hallway.  

"Hahaha!  Probably because my body became more active as my fur attained this 'brand new look.'"  Sander would shake his head, recognizing the voice as Freddy's.  There he went, bragging about another particular part of himself to some other shadow guards.  Sander would wonder if what he said about having more energy was true for a moment before walking closer.  "Oh, and also..."

"Freddy."  Sander would interrupt, his arms crossed as he stood tall.  Sander typically would authoritatively stand over his underlings, but with Freddy he would find himself have to look up.  It was a slight annoyance, but Sander knew he could prove his authority in some other ways.  Freddy would slowly turn around, as if slightly spooked by Sander's voice.  With his body turned, Freddy would look down at Sander, his hands on his hips now as he gave a cocky smile.

"Oh, look who it is!  Sander!  I see that you look like you have something to say about my fur--"

"You were supposed to be in my office ten minutes ago."  Sander would declare, cutting him off as he impatiently tapped his foot.

"Really?"  Freddy would ask, his eyes blinking as he looked up at the wall clock in the corridor.  "Ah I seem to recall there was something like that, but before that, I want to..." Freddy would slowly trail off, looking at the two other shadow guards he was talking to.  Sander would shake his head and clear his throat before speaking again.

"Before that, I want to talk to you about your next operation," Sander would reply, staring hard at the other two shadow guards as if to tell them to get lost.  He would look back to Freddy, giving him a little lighter of a glare.  "My office, now."

"...Alright."  Freddy would smirk, waving goodbye to the other guards before following Sander and his quick pace.  Sander would waste no time, going up the many stairs before walking into the office and quickly locking his door.  

"...Anyway, this is the plan."  Sander would quickly explain how Freddy was to go to the chained miracle along with Leon, he specifically gave him multiple pieces of information that might help against targets that they were supposed to eliminate.  "I hope nothing goes wrong this time."

"Of course.  What could go wrong when you have such a reliable teammate like me?"  Freddy would point to himself with one thumb while waving his other hand with confidence.  He would grin, looking towards Sander for approval.  Sander would only stare at Freddy, his expression unreadable as he focused his vision on his fur.  Freddy would go quiet, watching Sander's eyes trail his body.  "...Speaking of which, Sander, have you been staring at my fur?"

"Me?"  Sander would question, a little confused by the sudden change in topic as he quickly brought his eyes back up to Freddy's face.

"Haha, that's what I thought.  What do you think?  My new fur treatment does wonders right?" Freddy would boast, walking a little closer to Sander as if to let him get a better view.

"Mm...indeed."  Sander would admit, loosing focus as he stared longer at Freddy's body, his new gleaming fur only being one part he admired.  Freddy would beam, explaining how he had a new membership and how he had this expensive new card that kept his fur in perfect condition.  The wolf would even offer that Sander could use his membership card.  Sander would suddenly stop spacing out, staring back at Freddy's face.

"Thank you, Freddy."  He would look away, sighing at how easily he was being distracted when he abruptly saw the piles of paper waiting for him.  "I'll consider it when I need it."  Sander would turn, looking at the papers with a frown.  He would hear Freddy's noisy footsteps begin to trail away before he would quickly turn, "Wait.  Freddy, I'm not done with you."

"Oh, good.  I was hoping that things wouldn't be left there."  Freddy would smile, walking back over to Sander.  "So, what do you want to do today?  Go on, don't be shy to tell me.  I want to hear what's in that dirty little head of yours."  Sander would close his eyes, slightly disgusted with that comment but at the same time turned on.  

"Just you wait, you deprived dog," Sander would taunt, grabbing the piles of papers and handing them over to Freddy. 

"What do you need all this for?"  Freddy would pout, holding the papers unhappily.  

"We can fuck around, sure.  But I'm still going to need to get my work done.  Come, follow me into my study."  Sander would command, briskly heading to his study as Freddy pursued.  Freddy would place down the pile of papers down on his desk as they walked in, turning towards Sander with an eyebrow raised.  Sander would walk behind his desk, starting to sort through the papers.  He would stare at Freddy, a slightly smile on his face as he ordered him to kneel.  Freddy would oblige, kneeling in front of the desk.  "Now go ahead and go under the desk from there."  Freddy would follow through the command, getting under the desk and kneeling with his head right in front of Sander's crotch.  Sander would smile, Freddy was following commands like a good boy, it made him happy to see he could command the bigger wolf so easily.  Sander would pause from his work, quickly reaching under the desk, unzipping his pants as he fished out his large, semi-hard cock.  

"You've got a nice size on you, Sander.  It doesn't compare to my cock though!"  Freddy would brag, a small laugh coming from him under the desk.  Sander would growl, grabbing Freddy's head and rubbing his cock against the wolf's face.  Sander would play around, smacking his growing dick on Freddy's face, it was fun to show Freddy who really was in charge.  Eventually Sander would get fully erect; he would grab ahold of it, pointing it at Freddy.  

"How does it compare now?  You dirty wolf."  Sander would ask, rendering no response from the wolf.  Sander would smile, reaching down and grabbing Freddy's snout with his index finger and thumb.  "Be a good wolf and open your mouth..."  Sander would command, his voice a little quieter now.  

"...Sander...I uh...I've never done this before.  Do you really think that I can take that in my mouth?"  Freddy would gulp, looking up at Sander under the desk.  Sander would look down, a smirk on his face as he finally was able to stand over Freddy.  

"It'll fit just fine Freddy.  If you are really so uncertain though, I can just get to working."

"N-no wait!  I can do it!"  Freddy would protest, suddenly not wanting to loose the chance to have some more fun.  Sander would chuckle looking down at Freddy, he looked cute when pleading.  

"Good.  Now open your mouth,"  Sander would order, watching Freddy open his maw wide.  He would lick his lips as he grabbed ahold of Freddy's snout as he rest his cock head on top of Freddy's tongue.  "Let's test how far my cock can go..."  Sander would slowly move his hips forward, sighing in satisfaction as he would feel his dick slickly move down Freddy's mouth.  Unsurprisingly however, Freddy would begin to gag, choking as Sander's cockhead pressed against the back of his throat.  His mouth would slightly close, causing Sander would grab ahold of his lower jaw and hold it in place.  "Watch the teeth."  Sander would direct, letting go of his jaw and wagging one finger at him. 

"You know your limit now, Freddy.  Suck at your own pace."  Sander would let go of Freddy's snout, moving his attention back to the paperwork on his desk.  He would quickly multitask, moving his hips slowly forward and backwards into Freddy's throat as the wolf eagerly would attempt to swallow down the cock.  He never got too far however, Sander didn't mind, it was natural for someone who was doing this for the first time.  

"God damn!  Your cock is fucking huge, Sander!"  Freddy would exclaim, gasping for air as he removed Sander's length from his throat.  "W-was I doing good?"

"...Yes.  If your jaw is tired then use your paws."  Sander would guide, a little breathless himself.  He would cough, trying to get back on his work as one of Freddy's large paws wrapped around his length, jerking him off beautifully.  It seemed that Freddy was a master at this already, and it made Sander loose concentration as he felt warm, soft paws stroking him.  "F-Freddy..."

"Yeah?  Boss?"  Freddy would question, smirking at how much Sander was getting riled up.  Sander would say anything, he would only take a step back, looking down bellow to see Freddy's handsome face as he jacked him off.  

"I-I'm going to cum...where would you like it?"  Sander would ask, surprisingly polite.

"Shoot it all over my face boss!  I can just go use my membership card for some more fur treatment!"  Freddy would bark, stroking Sander faster now.  Sander was visibly shaking, he would nod at Freddy's request and suddenly step forward, grabbing his own cock and pointing to straight towards Freddy's face.  "Oh, right. Let me take my shades off-"  It was too late however, and Sander was too pent up to hold back.  His cock would throb shortly, before suddenly releasing cum over Freddy's face.  Freddy would pause, not even caring about his shades anymore as he felt Sander's hot cum drip down his fur.  

"F-fuck...I'm sorry about your shades, Freddy."  Sander would apologize, his voice gentle.  

"Haha!  it's alright boss.  Feeling your load on me was worth it!"  Freddy would smile, his maw wide open in a wide smile.  Sander couldn't help but to smile back.  He would sigh, his energy spent.  Freddy must have sucked all his vigor away along with his cum.  

"If you say so.  Go get yourself cleaned up.  And after, if you'd like...maybe you can stick around and give me some company while I finish working?"  Sander would offer, kneading the side of Freddy's head.  Freddy would nod, still smiling happily as his tail wagged behind him.  Sander would happily, take a deep breath in, thinking of possible future plans to fuck around with Freddy even more...