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The room is thick with tension and the scent of tobacco. The cub, a rugged, hairy man, sits back, his hand working the Fleshlight with a steady, purposeful rhythm. His husband, the otter, stands before him, his own Fleshlight in hand, his eyes locked onto his husband's muscular form. The cub takes a long drag of his cigarette, the end glowing red, as he watches his husband's cock grow harder, the Fleshlight barely containing it.