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And after countless hours being drenched into that manly sweat, the wolf soldier with so many years of training and dedication just couldn’t fight back something so stronger and bigger than him... all of his efforts were useless against that massive meat... the heat and pressure was becoming unbearable and there was no strength anymore...

At that point, there was no choice anymore... he just decided to accept his fate as a toy to his new owner and God~ that strong smell became his scent and before he could notice he was already licking and swallowing that salty liquid. But suddenly it was so... tasty? Addicting? He couldn't understand what was going on anymore... 

The soldier that was once a champion in his world... now is just a little plaything to a greater being and little by little he felt like that was his place~My version of Sig's commission done from a scrapped sketch that he didn't want