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We had spent the night having dinner with my family. We all laughed and talked and were planning on having a pleasant evening at the theater. The truth was, I was miserable... Just before we left to meet my parents, Walter and I got into a fight.

Walter had been in the bathroom getting ready and I was in the bedroom. I was already dressed before I realized that I had forgotten to brush my teeth. We were going to dinner and a show with my parents and we had both planned to dress up for the occasion. To be safe I took off my dress shirt and hung it up. I walked into the bathroom and there was my Walter, wearing nothing but a smile.

"Hey boy..." He says with a devilish grin.

"Hey fox." I say trying extremely hard to ignore him. "Forgot to brush my teeth."

"I need to do that too." He says as he prances in front of me.

"Finished drying off?" I ask, focusing intently on the paste hitting the bristles.

"I think so." He says as he rubs his fur and turns around. "Look like I miss anything?"

His back and tail are still dripping wet. Of course they are, he always does this to me. I put down my toothbrush and sigh. I turn towards him and take the towel. I take a deep breath and then start drying his shoulders. He might have just gotten out of the shower, but I could still smell him. After six years, I could zone in on his scent in a room crowded with a hundred other foxes.

His fur is soft and white, just like a new fallen snow, a stark contrast from my jet black fur. The water catches the light and it almost looks like his fur is lined with silver and glass. He is absolutely stunning and I start to get frustrated. I dry him off a little rougher to try to keep myself from getting excited which works until I get to his tail and that perfect ass. I grope it with the towel while I'm drying him and he giggles.

"See something you like?" He says in that goddamn seductive voice that all foxes seem to have.

"You know I do." I say as I drop the towel and grab his ass.

"Stop..." He says playfully, "You're making me hard."

I spin him around forcibly and stare at him. I'm a wolf and we're designed to be bigger than our vulpine counterparts. This was true in our case except for one thing... My hands move slowly from his rear to his front, gripping his hardening cock. He is just starting to poke out of his sheath, but I knew how to solve that problem quickly.

I drop to my knees and give his shaft a big lick before I begin working one of my hands along his length, trying to tease him out of his skin.

"Mmmmm." He moans as he grabs my hair. "Ark... We don't have time for that."

"Like hell we don't." I say as I lick his cock longer and more frequently.

He isn't all the way out of his sheath yet, but it's enough that I can put him in my mouth and start sucking. He fidgets and grunts as he grips my hair tighter. I feels his balls on my chin and I decide to grab them with my free hand. I gently begin to pull down on them, he likes it when they don't have room to bounce around. My muzzle starts being stopped by a swelling knot. Walter was big, sometimes too big for me to fit in my mouth and I definitely couldn't fit his knot in my mouth. However, there was one place he would fit...

I unzip my pants, continuing to suck his dick. I pull my pants and underwear down around my ankles, took me a while to figure out how to do that quickly while sucking off another guy. I pull my muzzle of his cock and give the tip a kiss as I slowly start to stand. I kiss his body all the way up; his stomach, chest, his neck... finally crushing my lips into his in a passionate and primal embrace. I pick him up and carry him into the bedroom, careful not to break our kiss.

I carefully lay him on the bed and I break our kiss to smile at him.

"Ark, we are already running behind and it takes us an hour to get there." Walter says with a frown. "We don't have time to do this."

"I don't care." I say as my eyes narrow and that familiar wildness within me stirs. "They can wait a while longer, besides there is only one thing that I'm hungry for right now."

I get on top of him and rub our dicks together. I grip them both in my hand and begin working them up and down. He's still slick from where I had been sucking him moments before, which was good. I was going to need it. Walter didn't top very often, which was fine. I liked being a dominant alpha wolf. He had a really nice ass and loved it when I filled it and I was more than happy to oblige. Right now though, this alpha wanted a big foxy cock inside him.

I put my hands on his chest and raise up on my knees. Our cocks, twitch towards each other as they pull away. I lean forward and I feel my balls dragging across his length until the tip pulls past and his cock twitches upward in response, hitting my grundel. I reach behind myself, grabbing him and positioning myself forward.

"Ark!" He says sternly. "That's enough!"

His tip is exactly where it needs to be and I begin to sit, letting his dick slide inside me. He was big and I was tight and out of practice but I was eager and there was pleasure in the tiny bit of pain. He feels so good inside me, like he belongs there and I want nothing more than to have him to fill me with load after load of his foxy cum.

"EAREKI!!!" He yells as he grabs my thumb and twists.

My thumb hurts and I pull back in pain. Eareki... That's my name, my real name anyway. It is reserved only for the people in my family that I despise and will hopefully bury one day. The fact that Walter, my fox... my husband, just called me that pissed me off. The fact that he teased me up to this point and then tried to break my thumb equally pissed me off.

"What the fuck?!" I yell. "What was that for?"

"I told you we didn't have time and you kept going!" He yells back. "What was that about?! Were you just going to take it?"

"Are you serious right now?" I growl, pulling off of him. "If you didn't want to, then why didn't you just say so? You made it sound like it was an issue with time!"

"I never said I didn't want to." He said with a grunt. "But we don't have the time to have sex and get cleaned up again. Your family would smell us all over each other!"

"We're MARRIED!" I say getting up and walking away. "Trust me, I'm pretty sure they know that we fuck."

"It's embarrassing to go meet your folks smelling like that though!" He says following me. "And we're already going to be late and we told them that we would be there at six!"

"Then why did you tease me like that?!" I scream as I begin to angrily put on my clothes. "You know what you do to me."

"I don't know!" He says as he gets his clothes on too.

"Because you're a tease!" I say getting angrier. "Just like every other fox in the world! Or maybe you're finally tired of me? Maybe if I was another fox or something we wouldn't be having this conversation!"

As soon as it slips out I regret it... I knew it was too harsh, but I said it anyway. He just looked at me with hurt eyes. He looks down and doesn't look back up. He doesn't say anything he just walks out. True to a wolf, I let my emotions get the better of me and ended up hurting the one person in the world that I would never dream of hurting.

We finished getting ready, walked to the car and drove the hour to my parents in dead silence. I felt horrible but this required more than just an I'm sorry. I pull into the driveway and park. Walter starts to get out as I'm shutting off the engine.

"Walter..." I say slowly. "I know we're in a bad place right now, but I'd rather not air our problems out in front of my family."

"Okay." He says without looking at me.

We get out and greet everyone with fake smiles and hollow laughs. That brings us up to the current point in time. Dinner was over and we were all heading to the show. Some comedy that was being put on at the Colony, an old theatre in the center of town. We stand in a short line, hand over our tickets to the goat at the box office and try to find our seats.

My mom and grandma are busy talking about the show and dad is reviewing the pamphlet that they insist on handing out with every show and Walter and I just sat there and stared at the curtain. I just felt worse and worse with each passing second. The lights dimmed and the curtain went up. I was far too distracted to bother with the show. About a half hour after it started I got up and walked out of the theatre.

The night air was cool and it made me feel a little better but it didn't take as much of the edge off as I wanted it too. I stand along the sidewalk for a while before I duck into the alley. I hated this town, brought back to many bad memories and gods forbid that if I did see someone I knew I really wouldn't want to talk to them anyway. The alley separated the theatre and a small grill next door. It was closed but the workers were still busy cleaning up.

There is a badger standing beside the side door to the grill, probably one of the kitchen staff on break. I smell something heavenly coming from him and think what the hell? I already feel like crap.

"Good evening!" I say as I walk up.

"Hey!" He says exhaling a large puff of smoke.

"Is there any way I could bum one of those off of you?" I ask politely.

"Sure." He says with a shrug and shoves a hand into his apron. "Menthol okay?"

"Like you have no idea..." I say with a sigh.

"Bad night?" He says as he hands me one.

"Yeah, real bad." I say with a grunt. "I haven't smoked in close to five years.

"Probably shouldn't do that then." He chuckles as he offers me his lighter.

"Probably not..." I say as I light the cigarette and inhale deeply.

I know it's horrible for your health... but right now it felt so good. The smoke fills me and smothers out some of that anxious feeling. I exhale and the smoke billows up around me, like an old friend you haven't seen for a long time giving you a big hug. The smoke is blue in the moonlight and I allow myself to give the darkness a damned smile.

"Well, whatever has you down... I hope it gets better." The badger says as he walks back into the back door of the grill.

I give him a nod and he closes the door locking it behind him. I take another drag off of the cigarette and my chest tightens. What am I doing? Walter and I never fight like that, not bad enough that we stopped talking to one another, not bad enough that I wanted to smoke. He was the whole reason I quit in the first place. He just looked at me with those sad eyes and said that he wanted me to stick around for a long time. After what happened, I wondered if that was what he still wanted.

I inhale more smoke and that relief I felt just moments ago began slipping away. It replaced with shame, a feeling I absolutely hated. I slam my fist into the wall and the bricks crack and crumble, a result of years of weathering and decay. I do it again and again, until my hand stings and I collapse against the wall and cry.

"Ark?" A familiar voices asks from the edge of the building.

I shoot up quickly, careful to keep my back turned to him. I can't let him see me like this, anyone but him.

"Ark, everyone was getting worried about you." Walter says, getting closer.

"Yeah, I uh, just needed some fresh air." I say trying to keep my voice even.

"You mean you needed to smoke." He says agitated

"I was stressed out." I say as I flick the cigarette into the gutter. Of course I would fucking forget I had it. "I only had one."

"You promised me." He says with hard voice.

"Don't you think I know that?!" I shout as my voice breaks.

He grabs my arm and spins me around. I'm taken a little bit by surprise and didn't have a defense planned out. My tear stained eyes lock with his for a brief moment but I quickly look away. I hate crying, and I hate it when he sees me cry. I'm supposed to be the strong one between the two of us, but when I feel like what we have between us is threatened I crumble.

"Look at me." He says softly.

"I can't..." I say as I sob.

"Look at me." He says as he lifts my muzzle up and gives it a lick.

I open my eyes and Walter gives me a small smile. I lose it after that. I throw my arms around him and cry. He stand there and pats my head as I sob into his shoulder. He does that until I finally stop.

"I'm sorry I made you cry..." He says with a sad look. "That was a really bad fight for us."

"Yeah it was." I sniffle. "Let's never do it again... Walter.... All those things I said, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"I know." He says as he wipes away the last tears. "But I deserved a little bit of that. I do tease you. Makes me feel good when I get you all revved up and I don't think about what it does to you."

"I could have more self-control." I say with a laugh.

"No you can't." He laughs back. "Besides I need you to do something."

"What's that?" I ask as I rub my eyes.

I pull my hands away to see Walter unzipping his pants.

"WHAT are you doing?!" I says as I frantically look around.

"I'm taking my pants off." He says with a smile as he takes his pants off and tosses them to the side of the street.

"Put those back on!" I say as I bend over to grab his pants. "What if someone sees you? I don't want to spend the night trying to bail-"

I stop when I feel his arms clenching around my waist. He gives me a little growl and a feel something very hard pushing up against my rear. I feel my cock start to harden and I shiver a little. Then I remember that we were in back alley, smackdab in the middle of my hometown.

"Walter, not here." I say, as I turn around. "You can have me when we get home."

"Nope." He says with a smile as he tilts his head. "I want you now."

"Why can't it wait?" I ask with a smile.

"We just made up for one." He says as he starts unbuttoning his shirt. "You accused me of being a tease, well I'm ready now. Not to mention that this is kind of hot."

He was right, on all accounts. He drops his shirt down on the pavement and looks at me. He is illuminated by the moon. Blazing white and stark blue cutting through the darkness. I always think he is sexy, but when he does things like this it just makes it even better. He is completely naked, his chest and arms are muscular, his stomach ever so slightly round, and his cock is hard and twitching. All of him is waiting for me... so how could I say no?

I smile at him as I start to take my shirt off. I let it fall on his clothes and my pants soon follow. So there we are, to naked guys just standing in a back alley. Walter gives me a big toothy grin. I chuckle as I take a step towards him, then I wrap my arms around him and kiss him passionately. He kisses me back vigorously and he slowly pushes my back against the wall.

We make out like this for a while, grabbing at each other's throbbing erections. He is swelling and I feel his knot beneath his sheath. I slowly start to work his skin down and I struggle to get it past the knot for a moment. When it does move beneath his knot he lets out a sigh of relief and licks my face. I giggle for a moment and lick him back.

"Say it." He says as he nips at my face. "I want you to say it."

"Please fuck me..." I say in a pleading whisper.

At that, he forces me against the wall. He kneels and grabs my legs and he lifts me up. It scares me that he can pick me up and I'm never ready for it when he does. We shuffle ourselves around for a moment, trying to position ourselves right. He moves his arms beneath me, gripping my ass tightly with both hands. I clench my legs and arms around him to help give us more support, trying to keep my back against the wall.

He had enough pre oozing out of him that we didn't need lube, or spit. He starts with the tip and then quickly pushes his shaft all the way up to his knot and it bounces off of my rectum. I wince in pain for a moment, but I grit my teeth and grunt. Walter wastes no time and he quickly begins thrusting in and out of me. After the initial pain, it felt incredible. He moves a little and hits something inside me that makes me gasp out.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks as he stops.

"I don't know what you hit... but do it again." I say as I try to move up and down on his cock.

He smiles and pushes in until he sees my eyes roll back and then he begins thrusting again. Each time he goes in he hits that spot and a cry out in pleasure. He feel so good inside me and I don't want him to stop.

"Uhnnn... Keep... Keep going!" I breathe into his ear heavily.

"Trust me." He says panting. "I'm not stopping until I cum in that tight ass of yours."

He thrusts deeper and faster, massaging whatever it was inside of me. I was being worked into a frenzy. I was kissing him, grunting squeezing him with my legs at some points and stretching them all the way out at others. I was moaning loudly but I couldn't help it, not that I really cared either way.

"Are you ready?" Walter asks grunting.

"Ready... for what?" I ask as I bite his ear.

He pushes deep and I feel his knot start to slide inside of me. There is some pain, he was big and his swollen knot was at least twice the size of his cock at this point.

"AH! Ergghhh!" I moan as he pushes it all the way in and my ass clenches around him. "FUCK YES!"

His knot prevents him from thrusting as wildly as he was, but he didn't need too. His cock is moving and pulsing against that sweet spot inside me and I feel myself building up. That was something that had never happened before and it felt a little strange, but still very good. Walter starts pushing in faster and faster and he starts grunting loudly. I prepare myself as best I can, but the pleasure clouds my head and by this point I'm only loosely hanging on to him.

He moans loudly and sporadically as he pushes in as deep as he can. He finally cums, each spurt striking my insides just the right way. Waves of pleasure surge up from inside me and I dig my claws into his shoulders. My cock tingles and twitches and I start to feel that wonderful build pushing out from my own knot. I squeeze my legs around him tightly and yell out as I shoot a large load of cum all over my chest and stomach.

"I love you Ark..." He says as he licks my nose.

"I love you too Wally." I say as I clench around his shaft.

He smiles at me, panting and I smile back with a devilish grin. He is still cumming and I feel him start to drip out of me. He chuckles and gives me a big kiss. I kiss him back passionately, and I hug him tightly. I feel him twitching inside me and it feels like his knot is slowly starting to go down. He pulls away and chuckles as he looks down.

"How in the hell are we going to get you cleaned up?" He asks

"I have no clue." I say with a laugh. "I think I might have a spare shirt in the car, but its not a dress shirt."

"Does it really matter?" Walter laughs.

"I guess not." I smile. "Pretty sure everyone will be able to smell us. The shirt is the last of my worries."

Walter carefully pulls out of me and I feel cum slowly trailing down my leg. I grab my shirt and clean up my chest and rear as best as I can and toss it in the nearby dumpster. We walk back to the car, which wasn't very far and I pop the trunk and rummage around for the shirt. Just as I find it and put it on, the theatre doors open and everyone starts trickling out.

My parents and grandma slowly walk towards us. My grandma has a sly smile on her face, my dad is indifferent and my mother... well, she's furious.

"Where have you two been?" She says sternly but quietly. "It was very rude for you two to just up and leave in the middle of the show like that!"

"If I was as young as they were and looked half as good, I would've run off too." I my grandma says as she gives me a wink.

My mother's eyes narrow as she sniffs the air and my dad walks my grandma to the car. My mother gives me a very angry look and the child in me is terrified.

"I can't even..." She stammers quietly. "I don't... You couldn't have waited until you got home?!"

I look at Walter and he looks at me. I love him so much that I couldn't even begin to put it in to words. We don't always sync up at the right times but we fit together perfectly in every way. He smiles at me and I smile back and I think about all the reasons that I don't deserve him and thank the gods for whatever reasons he decided to stay with me for. At this point there really isn't much else I can do.

"Sorry mom..." I say with a big toothy grin. "But we just couldn't."

She storms off angrily, but both of us knew that it was something that would never be brought up again anyway. Walter and I get into our car and head back home. We sit there in silence for a long time and then I move a hand down from the wheel and slip it into his. I didn't have to look, I knew he was smiling and so was I. Our stupid fight was over, so was the miserable silence that we had endured. To this day I couldn't tell you what show was playing at the theatre that night, but Walter and I would always remember the wonderful night that we had behind the Colony.