Prompt

The heavy, dry heat of a Greek summer noon hangs over the secluded clearing, completely cutting off the young prince from the distant roars of the Olympic stadium. Under the scorching sun, the forest floor is covered with a warm carpet of dry pine needles and trampled grass, releasing a rich aroma of resin and wild earth. Lykos, a slender seventeen-year-old anthropomorphic wolf with pristine white fur and ice-cold sky-blue eyes, is positioned on all fours, his hands and knees pressed firmly into the dirt. His long white chiton and royal blue robe with gold meander trims lie discarded under an old olive tree, leaving his fully toned, athletic body completely naked. The only adornment remaining is the thick, solid gold hoop earring with the geometric Greek Key engraving shimmering in his right ear.Standing directly behind and over him is his crossbreed—a massive, four-legged wolf-dog hybrid that belongs entirely to the prince. The beast is a powerful male with thick, dark grey fur, lighter grey accents on his broad chest, and a wild, long mane running down his spine to the top of his head. Following his flawless training, the non-anthro animal is locked into the classic quadrupedal stance, matching Lykos's position on all fours. The hybrid's jaws are tightly clamped onto the scruff of Lykos's neck, a heavy ancestral grip that bunches the white skin and pins the prince's upper body downward, completely immobilizing him under the beast's raw weight.With a deep, guttural growl vibrating through the scruff, the hybrid's large canine organ is buried entirely inside Lykos’s fully expanded, pre-warmed anatomy. Instantly, the massive bulbous gland (bulbus glandis) swells to its absolute limit within, locking their bodies together into an inescapable, airtight tie. Because they are inextricably bound on all fours, there are no rapid thrusts. Instead, the hybrid’s muscular lower back and heavy thighs spasm in slow, deep, involuntary contractions. Each powerful internal pulse forces an immense volume of extremely thick, creamy white seed directly inside the prince's core.The physical distortion caused by this heavy fluid is striking. Under the bright sun, Lykos’s slender white underbelly is severely distended, forming a solid, rounded bulge in his lower abdomen that hardens like marble under the volume of the trapped fluid. Sensory overload takes over the young wolf. Lykos gasps for air with his muzzle wide open, his pink tongue lolling out into the crushed grass, whimpering and whining softly with every pulse. The internal pressure grows so extreme that a small amount of the thick, hot semen begins to leak past the tight seal of the swollen bulb, oozing out in warm streaks that coat the base of his pure white tail and run down his marbled inner thighs, mixing with the dark forest dirt.