Surrender

 By Chaos Blackwing

Warm furred body against the back, slow, almost teasing caresses against a bare chest from the front. Even with these two sensations however the voice of the third claimed the most attention.

“Just think, if you agree to join us you could enjoy treatment like this every day, rather than occasionally as funds allowed. No more only coming to enjoy our company once or twice a month, you could enjoy us, and we could enjoy you all the time..."

Struggling against the bliss brought on by the attention of the two currently cuddled against front and back, words and thoughts were difficult to get out.

“But... my job... my apartment... I can't just drop everything like that..."

A gasp at the soft nip at the throat, a gentle touch of teeth on exposed flesh to play upon a kink accidentally discovered months past and exploited many times since.

“You don't need to worry about such things you know. I think we all know how much you enjoy your 'grooming sessions' with us, even as you claim it's merely your way of returning the favor and making us feel good as well. I can assure you that there are many that would be quite wiling to pay, and pay well, for such a service, allowing you to work at a job you actually enjoy rather than the drab one you have now."

A nuzzle from the one behind alongside the neck drew attention back as they spoke, adding their voice to the conversation.

“As for living quarters, that's simplicity itself: you will live with us. Our own little cuddle-pet when we're not at our respective jobs, free to enjoy and be enjoyed with no worries and no cares."

Caught between two wolves as a third looked on from a nearby chair, uncertain which caused the shiver of excitement more, the words and possibilities described or the physical attention. The mind made one last attempt, one final weak objection, things going so fast from what had started the same as all the previous visits. Even as the words slip out though the mix of victory and defeat, the warm rush of a surrender already made colors them.

“I can't just... why would you make an offer like that?"

The third stands up from the chair and approaches the bed, hands placed on either side of the prone from below as they look gown, gaze predatory, dominant, though at the same time warm and caring. Sure of their position among the four, no need to 'remind' the others though overt actions or words, instead calm in their confidence.

“Because you're not the only one who enjoys your times here. So different than the other clients, paying not to take or be taken but simply to play... to cuddle and groom, submitting so naturally and with such excitement when one of us slips and displays dominance towards you.

A warm smile crossed their face as they came even closer, a hand extending to caress a bare cheek.

“Alone among many others you treat us as people, despite our race and profession. We enjoy you just as much as you enjoy us, and this lets everyone benefit, you and us."

A fang filled grin followed the statement as the alpha of the group slowly leaned forward, jaw inching open. Bested body and mind, convinced at last of the sincerity and validity of the arguments presented a chin rises, throat bared, a sign of surrender and acceptance made more clear than the loudest shout.