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The feeling of being watched is inescapable to Kankuro. It seems no matter how fast he runs or where he hides, something is always right behind him, watching him, tracking him. He can feel how tired he’s getting, how clumsy. He tries to make up for it by paying extra attention to where his feet land, but that backfires. He does not see the branch in front of him and smacks directly into it. He falls to the forest floor, knowing it’s a long drop, but also having faith that he will not hit the ground. In an instant, something shoots out of the trees and grabs him, jumping from branch to branch back down to the ground. Once safely down and before he can comprehend, Kankuro is pinned to a tree. The thing pinning him growls, sending a shiver of arousal down Kankuro’s spine. Claws scratch deep into the tree behind him, and the fear he feels from the thought of what those claws can do to him only adds to the growing problem in his pants. Fangs glint as the creature bares its teeth and growls, and Kankuro’s dick twitches in response. His heart continues to race, but he tries to free himself anyway. He tries to duck and run from under the beast, but it's too quick, turning those claws on him. Kankuro winces from the sting of blood being drawn, not too bad of an injury thankfully. “Let me go!” Kankuro yells in anger, but the dark eyes staring back show no signs of understanding. The creature leans into Kankuro’s neck, making his fear and boner increase. It sniffs at Kankuro’s neck, then starts to lick. The feeling makes Kankuro squirm. The thing nips at his neck with its teeth a couple of times, not drawing any blood, and rakes its claws down his shirt, ripping it to pieces. Kankuro gasps in surprise and shivers from the cold dark forest air. The tongue on his neck gives him a quick lick on the lips before moving down to his chest and licking his nipples. Kankuro moans and tries to wiggle free, but he’s pinned firmly to the tree. Almost as if to show how much stronger it is, the creature adjusts to pin Kankuro with only one clawed hand or paw, the other moving down to his crotch. Even through the teasing, Kankuro keeps trying to wiggle free. It isn’t happy about this, and growls, moving its mouth around Kankuro’s throat. He can feel the very sharp canines digging uncomfortably into his throat and drawing a bit of blood. It happily licks it up, the tongue movement making Kankuro whine. “Please,” he whispers, receiving only a growl in response. Before he can react, he’s pinned by his hips instead of his hands, and a wet hot mouth is teasing him over his pants. His hands drop to dig into the hair of the creature, who rips his pants off with its sharp claws, leaving scratches on his legs. He tries to use the moment to kick at his attacker, but the animal just grabs his flailing legs and uses them to bend him in half. The reality of what was really happening starts to sink in as the monster pulls out its own hard cock and lines it up. Kankuro can barely let out a “Please, no-” before it's shoved inside his hole. The thing fucks into him animalistically, fast and hard and chasing its own pleasure. Still, it manages to hit the spots that make Kankuro shake and moan, mixing with the others' own howls of pleasure. He can’t even find it in him to protest anymore, losing himself to the pleasure of being so utterly used. He wraps his arms around the creature, digging his own nails into its back, sinking his own teeth into its neck. The howls and moans get more erratic and jumbled as the two start reaching their climax. Just before their release, the creature plants a firm kiss onto Kankuro’s lips. Then its hips stutter as it releases inside of him, and Kankuro on it. A moment of silence passes as they both catch their breath. “You okay Kankuro?” Kiba asks, rubbing his face gently on Kankuro’s. “I didn’t go too rough, did I?” Kankuro smiles, “Not at all. Next time you could even go rougher.” Kiba chuckles, “Your lust for pain is going to get you in trouble some day. Let me fix these.” Kiba sits Kankuro up and moves to heal the scratches and bites with some basic medical ninjutsu he begged Sakura to teach him. Kankuro turns away, “No, I wanna keep them. As a reminder when I have to go back home later.” Kiba smiles sadly at the thought, but stops his attempt to heal them. “Let’s go home and get cleaned up then,” He says as he instead lifts Kankuro in a bridal carry and starting off on the run back home.