Final Fantasy VII, Cloud/Zack, xenophilia
Zack yawned and stretched before curling around Cloud, the little chocobo waking up. It had taken him a long time to get over Cloud’s ingrained belief that wolves and chocobos couldn’t be together, but it had been greatly worth it. Especially with the little gold curled up in his den like this, sleepy chirps slipping out of Cloud before he woke up enough to reign himself in. For whatever reason, Cloud tried to ignore his instincts and act like he was human instead of a chocobo. Of course, that just gave Zack more incentive to give in to his instincts.
Smirking, he rolled Cloud over onto his back before covering him with his own body, his face instantly going to Cloud’s neck to nuzzle. Crooning, Cloud arched up into him, and Zack’s grin grew wider as he started slowly kissing and licking his way down. He lightly dipped his tongue into the small belly button, getting a giggle and a squirm for his troubles, before he opened his mouth to swallow him down. He had an arm braced across Cloud’s hips as Cloud came fully awake and cried out in surprise, and he waited until Cloud had settled a bit before humming. Arching his back, Cloud’s hands came down to grip Zack’s hair as his wings beat against the furs. “Zack!”
“Good morning,” Zack chirped with a grin as he stroked Cloud’s hardness. “Sleep well?”
Cloud groaned and tried to thrust up into that touch. “Yes, but you didn’t have to ambush me.”
He chuckled. “That’s what wolves to best.”
Before Cloud could respond to that, he had swallowed him again and was doing his best to convince Cloud that they really didn’t need to get up right away. Especially since it was raining and gloomy outside the cave. When Cloud forgot himself enough to dig his nails into Zack’s scalp, the wolf knew that he had Cloud right where he wanted him.