Neoxe & Marcus (M/M vore, sexual activity)
Key:
? Vore
? Romance/Sex
Neoxe watched the large wolf climb the tiny bus steps and hold up his minute, relative to their size, transport pass to the automated driver who 'binged' in confirmation. Swooce plodded towards the fox as his round, buttoned shirt-coated stomach bounced, suddenly looking over at them with pleasant surprise at their presence. He held up his paw up in a grinning 'hello' before he side-scooted past them and headed towards the end of the long bus.
Wait, he's not going to sit with him... surely not? the fox queried internally, attempting to look behind him subtly; his steel-blue eyes straining as he observed the large canine park their behind next to a chubby panther, the wolf greeting them loudly with snap-handshake.
They seriously know each other?!
Neoxe recalled that he had crushed on the feline when he had encountered them working as a waiter, at what was now one of Neoxe's favorite spots to visit in the city: a hipster-industrial restaurant he would often pass by on the way to work in the city.
Merely stopping to grab a bite to eat one day, the fox had found himself transfixed by the feline's husky stomach that bulged out their work-shirt and sat comfortably above their black apron. Neoxe prided himself on his ability to play it cool in social situations, but the panther had shaken this; the fox easily under the spell of the feline's tall height and muscular build that greatly accentuated their paunch.
The waiter had had merryful smile and a soft-spoken, low Texan drawl, which was one of Neoxe's favorite American accent - a great disconnect from the typical intonations he had been surrounded with in Australia. As the panther had taken his order, the fox found himself a little too distracted by it; coughing as he regained his composure and made eye-contact with the server.
"... I'll have an enchilada, please; extra spicy," Neoxe had requested, handing them over the menu. "Oh, and some Sprite, too, cutie."
The waiter had been about to scribble down the order, but they stopped; their dark features developing a light flush as he looked back up at the fox. The panther's lime-green eyes had looked almost shocked, but he had soon enough regained his pleasant, service-perfect-smile before he continued on with his writing.
The fox had gazed at the plump stomach as it strained the apron, the panther catching the staring as the two made eye contact. The feline coughed, a little embarrassed; his face still adorning the reddish tint as he finished the order.
"... th-thanks, hun. I'll be back with your drink soon," the panther had smiled, almost a little forcefully, before he had headed back to the kitchen.
Initially, the fox had felt a little bad, hoping he hadn't made them feel uncomfortable with his advances. Neoxe had looked back over for reassurance, and with some relief as well as a little bit of an ego boost he had caught the feline looking back over at him with a bashful grin. Even better, he remembered, was watching them pluck up the courage to return a wink.
Interestingly, when he had gone to work, the fox had began to spot the feline sitting on the bus some days. They would sport their typical blue-purple buttoned-up shirt and jean shorts and a red and white hat atop their purple tuft of hair; a curious kangaroo logo sitting at the front of it. Neoxe had pondered the logo, considering whether the feline had some sort of preference for those from the outback or even kangaroos, but he accepted it was likely some sort of brand he hadn't heard of.
The panther's attire certainly contrasted his own, today, that was for sure. The grey fox wore his common green shirt, a black jacket and a lavender neck-wrap that his collar neatly hugged, and a large pair of purple headphones clinging to his neck. Lining his grey arms were long wraps that followed the same color scheme in variating succession, albeit the green, of his other clothing; the left arm's coating actually an extended, fingerless glove. Two thicker cuffs clinged his wrists, their black color and design matching that of his belt that tightly fit his long grey pants. Certainly not denying his punk aesthetic, the front of Neoxe's jaw and his upper right ear were studded with silver piercings; their reflective texture contrasting that of the white on his chin and the rest of his front.
Are we too different?
Neoxe asked himself as he gazed out the window, soon losing his focus on reality to the analysis in his head. The fox considered whether the distinctions between them weren't simply just their style of outfit. Their mannerisms, too, seemed quite different. As he turned back and watched the panther converse from the corner of his eye, the fox noted how polite they were in conversation; almost a little submissive as he let the large wolf speak, nodding with what appeared to be sincere interest.
Would we even work together?
The fox knew he could dominate the conversation at times and be a little forward, and perhaps the feline had already picked this up. He had typically been in relationships with those similar to him, but these hadn't worked out in the past, and they often ended up irritating each other.
Perhaps I just need to try someone new...
Neoxe had clearly zoned out for a while, for he suddenly caught the large wolf plodding past him to leave the bus, the heavy motion bringing the fox back to the present. Attempting some subtlety, the fox followed Swooce out the bus, the doors whooshing shut behind him before it drove away.
The fox quickly caught up with the large canine, yelling,
"H-Hey, Swooce!"
The wolf's ears perked and rotated before he turned round, looking down at the fox.
"Hello, again, Neoxe!" the wolf smiled, approaching them. "You working today?"
"Heh, nah, not today," the grey fox replied, his own unique dialect contrasting the wolf's. "You going anywhere in particular, right now?"
"Nah, just heading to the city to get some supplies, why?"
"Uh, I saw you talking to that panther guy on the bus..." the fox started, hoping he wouldn't come across as pitiful. "Didn't expect you to know him! Small world, eh?"
The wolf smiled, nodding, "Yeah! Met him a while back at Joey's Place; do you know him from there, too?"
Neoxe nodded, scratching the back of his head. "Heh, yeah; met him there. Just, uh... wondered if you knew a little more about him, is all."
Swooce looked at the fox curiously, shifting a little. "Hm, know more about him? What kinda stuff?"
The grey fox sighed at his own tentativeness, soon smirking as he answered a little reluctantly, "Uh... is the guy single?"
The wolf grinned as he finally understood, laughing as he hugged the 5'7" fox against them; their own height towering above the other canine and hence the pull squishing them into his stomach.
"Heh, someone's got their eye on someone, eh?"
Neoxe rolled his eyes as he was tugged into the wolf's paunch, but soon drew himself away with a cackle. "Seems so. I guess the guy's kinda... cute, is all."
Swooce smiled at this, giving the fox a playful nudge. He replied, "Well, you fancy joining me for a bite to eat? I know a place that serves some good lunch!"
The fox considered this, checking his phone for the time before he nodded, "Yeah, why not - was kinda hungry, anyway."
The big wolf nodded, signalling for Neoxe to follow as the two soon made their way down the crowded pathways. The two conversed loudly over the chittering of different furs and humans, the automated buses uttering their low, electronic grumbles as they whizzed past, quietly.
A few minutes later, the two had grabbed a table at Swooce's eatery of choice; a rather compact cafe with tight-fit booths and window counters that looked out at the ongoing stream of people. They chose the window seats, to soak in the morning sunshine.
"Man, it's busy today; think there's something going on?" the wolf suggested, taking a look outside at the large streams of people.
"I heard there was a festival, or whatever. Not my kind of thing," the grey fox replied, loosening the scarf around his neck.
A human waiter came over; a young-looking, red haired girl that soon took their order. The two both settled for a coffee to get their morning going, and before too long the human returned with two drinks. The wolf took a sip of his iced coffee, a large quantity of it quickly slurped up before they exhale pleasantly.
"So, you want to know more about Marcus, I'm assuming?"
"Yeah, if we're still talking about the same guy," the fox grinned, stirring some sugar into his steaming drink. "The only issue I'm actually having is whether we... click?"
"Not that there would be any other issues for you, Neoxe," the wolf uttered, winking at the fox's confidence. "So, you're wondering if you two suit each other?"
"Pretty much, yeah," he asked, scratching his chin. "I was kinda happy to find out that you knew him - I wanted to ask if you'd maybe, you know, set us up with something?"
The wolf slurped the rest of his coffee down as he looked thoughtful, and then appeared like he had an idea. "Ooh! What if I invited you both to my place? Might be a little more relaxing, too, as you know you can uh... get away with stuff at my place."
Neoxe smirked, thinking back to when he had a little bit of intimacy with a fur at Swooce's house after a party, a while back; the wolf surprising him with his nonchalant response of 'as long as you didn't stain anything'.
"Heh, well, I wouldn't impose on you that easily," the fox responded, taking another sip from his porcelain cup. "But, I'll take the offer of Netflix and Chill if it's there."
The wolf laughed at that, but his face turned a little more serious shortly after. He sighed before he replied, "Marcus is... a little shy. Maybe you've already discovered this, but he gets uncomfortable sometimes."
The human returned with a menu, the wolf and fox nodding a thanks as they browsed the paper; the woman popping down two glasses of chilled water next to them before she left.
"I think differences between people in relationships actually make things a little more interesting, and they can even work to balance each other out," the wolf continued, letting his menu hang loosely in his paws. "But you've got to take this difference into consideration with Marcus: he's still getting used to living in the city and moving away from his family in Texas."
The grey fox listened carefully, taking another slurp of his coffee; already knowing what he wanted to eat, spotting an appetizing looking, amusingly enough, Texan-style beef burrito. He found the wolf's insight surprising; not expecting the feline to have been so new to the metropolis, and simply assuming their politeness was merely just reflective of a kind character.
Neoxe looked analytical before he sighed, taking a sip of his water. "I gotcha; don't overload him with shit," he answered, chuckling. "I have a habit of doing that, but I'll... try and tone it down."
Swooce nodded, smiling. "Exactly. It's just making sure they're comfortable too; not that you wouldn't do that, anyway. He's a little reserved when it comes to sex and stuff - even we don't talk about it much."
"Guess I won't be bringing my paddle with me to yours then, eh?"
"Not unless you want me to hit you with it, no."
Neoxe smirked at the wolf's humorous response, his friend soon sticking his tongue out at them. The waitress returned as she soon took their order; the larger canine ordering a vegan pulled-pork sandwich and the fox ordering his definitely meaty burrito.
"I heard that plant's actually do experience pain too, you know," Neoxe said, teasing the wolf.
"It's true - it's why I eat my friends sometimes, to cope," Swooce bantered, taking a long sip of his water, the ice soon sinking a lot lower. "But, you know what I'm trying to say, right?"
The grey fox nodded, stirring his coffee idly. "Yeah. Guess I'm just... unsure of how that'll be, for me. I'm used to guys with a bit more of a kinky-ness to them, you know?"
"Mhm. But, again, opposites work together sometimes: maybe he'll be that balance for you."
Neoxe considered this, slumping in his chair a little as mulled over the notion. He responded, "You could be right. Hell, maybe it'll be nice to have someone a little less like me around."
"One's enough," Swooce joked. "You know, he's... actually, never mind, no."
The fox's ears perked up, his curiosity heightened. "No, what were you going to say?"
The wolf sighed, "Something personal, which I shouldn't have even thought about saying. But... all I'll say is that there's something you both share an interest in."
"Aw, come on, wolfy; not even a little spoiler?"
"Nah; I shouldn't have even brought it up, it wasn't considerate of me," Swooce replied before he finished off the rest of his water in a quick swallow. "But, I'm assuming you'll figure out what it is in due time."
"It's not music taste, I've figured that one out already."
The wolf nodded in agreement, the two both laughing. The conversation eventually shifted, the two anthros catching up with each other and conversing as they consumed their meals, covering topics of politics the two mostly agreed with, and even reaching as far back as the humorous experiences between them both as acquaintances. The two also agreed upon a date if Marcus did indeed respond, which would be in just a few days. The fox was happy to hear of such an efficient response.
When the meal had finally finished, Neoxe had noticed the sidewalk had lost the majority of its crowdedness; at present reflecting the calm before the storm of rush-hour persons cycling home or grabbing the auto-trams. They both paid and soon left the cafe, the wolf's stomach a slight bit plumper, the fox had noticed, and a result of the big canine ordering yet another meal.
"So, the 8th, right? 9PM?" Neoxe asked Swooce, checking his phone for the current date, which was May 2nd: the potential future meeting landing quite luckily on his two days off.
"Aye, hopefully see you then, Neo!" the wolf smiled, patting his stomach as he waved goodbye and soon headed off into the crowd of species.
Neoxe huffed, unlocking his phone and opening his calendar. He made a reminder for the 8th, set the time earlier in the day, and entitled it 'Marcus...?"
It was on his way home from work on the 8th that Neoxe received the invitation to Swooce's get-together, the fox beaming as he read the text on the tram-ride after his shift. In no time at all, he arrived at home, switched from his job clothes to his regular punkish wear, and caught another tram to Cirque de Merveilles as the night fell.
He arrived a little later than expected of him, the fox never having been one to get to places on time. Neoxe arrived at the large, black iron gate that surrounded the fairground, soon spotting the large wolf behind it who flashed a toothy grin dimly reflected in what was now a dark, slightly cloudy night. The fox's ears perked up at a subtle rumbling heard far away as Swooce let him in, the larger wolf looking off into the distance in confirmation.
"Seems like another storm tonight," they said, closing the gate back behind Neoxe.
"Yeah, guess it's needed with this weather we've had."
Soon, they arrived at Swooce's trailer, the living room's curtained window backlit with a soft white. The ringmaster took a large stride up into the door of the mobile home, the light spreading across his looming figure as the fox shortly followed suit, Neoxe actually having to take the little staircase up to the door with his far shorter legs.
The fox felt his heart beat a little faster as he saw the panther, their large form lazily lounging on the corner of the long, sectional couch. Marcus was watching something on the flatscreen across from them, Neoxe noticing that a laptop stood atop a stool, linked to the TV; the fox assuming they would be watching a movie or something that night.
The laptop was hardly what caught the fox's attention, however. While the panther sported the same shirt it was unbuttoned; their rounded belly sagging out atop their shorts.
Marcus looked over at the two canines and smiled, waving at them both. His expression, however, soon became a little bashful as he spotted the fox, the panther sat himself up a bit as if he was required to be polite.
"H-Hey! Nice to see ya again," Marcus said in his pleasant Southern twang, the feline scratching the back of his neck shyly.
"You too. How's it going, cutie?" Neoxe asked as brazenly as usual, approaching the other anthro with a poised grin before he stood at the empty space next to him. "May I?"
"O-Oh, sure, of course," the feline replied.
The big panther scooted over a little more, giving the fox some space to sit down. Marcus cleared his throat a little, smiling reservedly as Neoxe sat quite close to him; the fox giving him a cheeky grin.
Swooce chuckled, having noticed the complete contrast in their attitudes. He joined the two anthros as he sat on the other side of Marcus, the long sofa bouncing a little as he plonked his weight down. The wolf sighed soon after, grunting as he got back up to crouch down at the laptop, his big behind's tail hanging limp behind him.
"So, what we watching tonight? Comedy? Horror?" the wolf asked the two anthros.
"Don't really like the scary stuff," the feline replied, looking to the fox for a suggestion. "What do you wanna watch, Neoxe?"
"I kinda like sci-fi stuff, but I like trying new things, too," he suggested, taking his jacket off, initially, but then taking the green shirt off too to reveal his nicely defined chest and abs. "Heh, thought I'd follow your dress code, if you didn't mind, Marcus?"
The panther blushed a little, looking at their flat abdomen timidly, "N-No, course not, hun!"
Swooce grunted as he scrolled through the large array of movie posters on Netflix, the wolf scratching his upper back with a large paw.
"Harumph," the canine uttered, sucking his teeth before he finally appeared to settle on a title. "Aha! Can't beat an old classic. How about Robin Hood, guys?"
"Oh, I love that movie!" Marcus uttered, perking up excitedly. "I used to watch it all the time as a kid. I kinda had a crush on Robin."
"Well, foxes are pretty cool," Neoxe joked, pleased to see the panther chuckle in response. "I always liked the bear; I thought he was kinda cute."
"Oh?"
"Heh, yeah. Loved how cuddly he looked - that big belly of his, too," the fox suggested, a little forwardly.
The panther smirked and nodded at this, their lime eyes quickly flashing the fox a look of interest. Neoxe's comment appeared to have worked its charm, for the feline shifted his arm up to invite the fox to get a little closer. The canine didn't resist this, quickly scooting over a little closer to him, pressing his shoulder into their upper chest as he placed his arm round their neck.
Swooce pressed play on the laptop, smiling as he watched the two get comfier with one another. He soon joined them after turning off the lights, but gave them a little bit of space by sitting further away.
Neoxe snuggled himself a little closer to the feline, resting his grey head atop their shoulder. The panther looking down at him almost inquisitively before he smiled, and soon rested his own heavy head atop the fox's. The canine was surprised by his own behavior, usually being the initiator and being the big spoon, but Neoxe found himself really wanting to snuggle up against Marcus. He was hesitant to admit it, but he actually found himself really liking the sensation of being the smaller spoon - it felt like he was protected, which was something he always found himself being the provider of, instead. It was new to him, but he liked it.
Throughout the Disney cartoon the two gradually found themselves getting a little closer. Neoxe noticed that the large wolf had fallen asleep and began snoring quietly, his big form slumped down in the chair and revealing the rounded, hairy stomach that bulged outward beneath his tank top. Since his friend was asleep, the fox thought it a good time to get just a little bit closer.
Marcus huffed a tad as Neoxe brought their chin up to his neck, nuzzling into it gently and giving it a little peck and a lick. The panther's heart could be felt beating in his chest, the fox bringing their paw up to the firm muscles and giving them a gentle stroke.
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Neoxe gazed into the panther's eyes, looking at them a little coyly and hoping they got the message that he wanted to try getting a bit closer. The fox moved himself forward slowly, the panther doing the same as they both closed their eyes, soon locking lips in a gentle smooch. They did this a couple more times, each repetition lasting a bit longer. It was still only a gentle kiss, however; the fox soon realizing that his attempt to use his tongue was a little too quick for Marcus.
The feline huffed again, coughing a little awkwardly. He looked back at the fox, offering his polite smile before he hugged Neoxe back into his neck again; rubbing through their spiked hair.
"... Sorry, I hope I'm not being too pushy, hun," the fox asked, resting his fluffy cheek against the panther's shoulder.
"Naw, yer fine, sweetie," the feline replied, giving the fox's cheek a light peck. "I'll be honest, I'm kinda new to this."
"Hm? Like, kissing?"
"Heh, n-no, I've done that before," the panther laughed, lifting his cap and rubbing the back of his head. "Just... the whole thing. Cuddlin', being close like this, 'n stuff."
"So you've never snuggled up to someone before?"
Marcus sighed, "Naw, not really. Not actually been in a relationship, neither."
"O-Oh," Neoxe replied, looking away thoughtfully. "That's totally OK. Guess I'm a little surprised though."
"Huh, why's that?"
The fox looked up at them and grinned. "Coz you're cute, that's why."
Marcus looked away a little bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck before he smirked timidly. "I-I appreciate that, hun. You're cute, too. Really cute, in fact."
"Heh, I try my best," Neoxe replied, giving the panther a peck on the lips. "Wanna cuddle up a little more?"
The panther nodded, lowering himself down until his long legs reached out further along the couch, the fox gently shifting to lie on top of him, his toned abdomen lying against the soft paunch of the feline. It was here that the fox realized their true height difference, the feline at least a foot taller than him.
"I gotta admit, I love your belly," the fox said, bringing his paw up to the top of their stomach and giving it gentle rubs. "Heh, guess if I'm Robin Hood then you're-"
"Little John?" Marcus replied, chuckling as he hugged them a little closer against him. He stared up at the fox, the latter leaning himself down and planting a kiss against their lips, smirking.
"You... wanna try a little longer?" asked the fox.
The panther nodded bashfully, the fox's paws reaching behind their head as he lowered his muzzle towards theirs, feeling the feline's heart pound once again. He pressed his mouth against theirs, slowly working his tongue inside as they continued their embrace, the panther eliciting a pleased huff now and then. Marcus hadn't lied when he said he was inexperienced, the fox feeling their tongue awkwardly poke around his own. Soon enough, though, the panther was picking up on it, their muscle gliding past the fox's own.
Neoxe felt the muscle drive a little further into his maw, even inducing a soft huff from the fox. He could feel his own heart beating faster, and his breathing increased, too.
"Mrf... you learn quick," the fox grinned, the panther smirking in response as they both separated from their embrace; the two sharing a little bout of panting. "I wonder what else the kitty can learn..."
This seemed to evoke something in Marcus, for the feline began to purr; the distinct sound making the fox giggle. The panther looked away a little embarrassed, but not because of his purring, for Neoxe could soon feel a protruding bulge pressing up against his upper thighs.
"Rrf... someone's excited. Heh, you like being called kitty?"
The panther reluctantly nodded, exhaling as he shifted his lower body a little. This, however, only seemed to make it worse for his length grinding against the fox's own caused Marcus to let out a little moan.
As subtle as it was, Swooce was soon heard yawning as he awoke from his slumber, dazedly eyeing the two anthros as they looked back at him a little embarrassed.
"... S-Sorry, Swooce..." the feline uttered, huffing. "We shouldn't have been-"
"... Nah, you're both alright," the wolf said, sitting himself upright, his big figure dimly lit by what was then the title screen of the Robin Hood movie. "I'm sorry I fell asleep!"
"Heh, you're fine, mate," the fox replied, grinning at them. "I, uh, hope you're alright with us, uh, doing this..."
The wolf laughed, scratching the tuft of chest fur that poofed out above his tank top. "Heh, course I am. My place is your place," he replied, giving them both a wink. "You boys have all the fun you want, as I think I'm gonna hit the hay. Goodnight, guys."
The enbracing anthros both said goodnight, the wolf slowly making his way through the dark interior of the trailer, plodding audibly until his bedroom door was heard shutting.
Alone at last.
He would never have requested Swooce to give them some alone time, but he admitted he was pleased they finally had some. Perhaps a little fun could be had.
Neoxe lowered his muzzle to Marcus' neck and gave it a few smooches. Feeling below him, he was now aware that the lump in the panther's pants had faded.
"Mind if I... try something a little more adventurous?" the fox asked, his muzzle lapping a little about the feline's neck, causing the bulge to soon grow again.
"L-Like what?"
The fox showed him, gripped the sides of the couch as he brought his groin forward and pressed his length against the panther's bulge, slowly sliding it upwards. This clearly had the right effect for it evoked a soft moan from Marcus.
"Nnf..." the cat uttered, huffing as another thrust of the fox's thighs grinded against his cock, closing his eyes as he leaned his head back in arousal. "Th-that feels... amazing..."
Neoxe chuckled, lowering his muzzle as he pecked their neck and continued the thrusting, the array of sensations clearly arousing the panther. The fox soon felt his own pants begin to tent, the two clothed lengths eventually sliding against each other beneath their thick layers of protection; the sensation of the fabrics clinging tightly below them making them elicit sounds of pleasure.
"G-Good kitty, I'm... nnnf... proud of you," the fox stammered, his motions quickening in pace as his bulge firmly pressed into Marcus' clearly thicker lump. "I-I'm not... pushing you too much... am I?"
The panther moaned a tad, quite high in pitch in comparison to his typical tone but he soon shook his head.
"H-Heh, n-no I like this a lot, cutie, b-but..." he trailed off, bringing his paw up to the fox's face, slowly petting their cheek as the canine slowed down. "Guess I wanna go a lil' slower, if that's OK?"
The fox panted, nodding as he ceased his thrusting and slipped down to the side of the panther. He replied, "Of course, hun. We'll go at your pace, OK?"
Marcus smiled gratefully, giving the fox's hair a run through. The feline looked down to find Neoxe gazing at their plump stomach, the fox's paw running up and down the trail of fur that trailed the panther's belly.
"Ya like my belly, don't ya, hun?" Marcus said, the fox looking at it with a timid, revealing smile.
"Mhm, yeah. It's a wonderful gut you have," Neoxe replied, shifting his head over to lay it atop the mound; the stomach grumbling a little beneath him and thus causing the fox to grow hot in the face. He coughed awkwardly at that, looking away from the panther, feigning unawareness.
"Did you... blush at that?" the panther giggled, his paw stroking the canine's cheek. "That's adorable, hun."
"N-No, it's just kind of hot in here," the fox lied, looking up at to the big feline's face before he cracked a smile. "Psht... fine... I did."
"Aw, ya little sweetie," the panther uttered in his strong drawl. "Well, what'd ya like about it?"
Neoxe huffed, resting his cheek a little higher, nearer Marcus' chest. He replied, "Well... I like the sounds it made."
"Hm? Oh, the gurgling? Heh, it does that when it's hungry. I'm starving, actually."
The fox's face grew red again, and the panther clearly saw it appear on their light features. The feline smirked, uttering, "Hehe, my big belly's always making those sounds."
Neoxe uttered a soft whimper, shyly nosing his muzzle into the large stomach, almost ashamed at his own softness. "... Rrrrff..." was all he uttered, his paws rubbing round its large circumference.
"I think I'm gettin' the idea of what Swooce's talkin' about earlier on, today," Marcus suggested, hugging the fox a little tighter against the stomach.
"Huh? About what?"
"That we both liked somethin'..."
The fox froze, looking up at the panther. He replied, "Wait, he told you that, too?"
"Mhm," the panther said, looking thoughtful as he scratched his stomach. "Heh, then, I guess he might've been right."
"You mean... vore?"
The feline nodded, blushing. "Mhm. I don't like gettin' eaten too much, but sure do like doin' it."
The canine huffed again, his hot face felt by the panther. They moved their paw and stroked alongside the bashful fox's cheek, his large paws then playing with the piercings in their chin.
"Ya want me to eat you, cutie?"
The fox whimpered softly and nodded, Neoxe feeling the belly beneath him growl with perfect timing.
"Shall I... take my clothes off?"
The panther nodded, timidly.
Neoxe got onto his knees, shakily removing his pants and then slowly lowered his tented briefs to let his length bounce out.
"Y-You sure Swooce'd be OK with this?" the feline asked cautiously, though nonetheless looking very eager to grip the fox's firm length.
"Mhm. He's honest when he says stuff like that."
Marcus nodded and began to purr, his face growing red as he looked up at the fox inquisitively, for permission to move forward. The fox nodded, gasping as he felt the panther's digits feel over his glans and length, briefly toying with it before he slowly moved to their sack.
"Arrf... good kitty," the fox huffed, leaning back as his length was toyed in the the panther's paws. "But... not yet."
The panther paused, looking up at them curiously.
"... I wanna cum in your mouth."
Marcus' purring increased, the fox moving a little closer as he brought his paw round their head, and soon pressed his lips against theirs. The panther brought himself forward as well and gripped behind the fox's back, gently, with his claws. The shy anthro seemed a little more adventurous then, the fox noted, for they were quicker to bring their tongue inside; the rough-textured muscle snaking about the fox's own.
They parted mouths, with both anthros panting together as their bodies squeezed a lot closer; the panther's large paunch pressing against Neoxe's flat upper body. They looked at each other momentarily before the panther smiled, the feline opening his flat muzzle widely; his jaw making a popping sound as it unhinged.
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Neoxe blushed as he felt the panther's hot, musky breath spread across his bare chest and shoulders, the fox instantly moving himself forward to fit his much longer snout inside the wide maw.
Marcus suckled around the canine's muzzle, their teeth gently resting against it as they pulled the fox forward. They were quite well versed in this activity, it seemed, for the feline's mouth soon stretched past the fox's head and quickly gulped the snout down into their squelchy gullet. The panther pulled at the canine's shoulders, forcing Neoxe's head travel deeper, the feline running his paw over the swollen bulge in his neck that continued expanding.
From within, Neoxe submitted and let the feline take over the swallowing process, allowing his body to go limp as his chest was slowly brought inside; the feline's rough tongue raking at his pecs. It certainly differed from how he typically approached being eaten, whereby Neoxe was often the predator. Despite this, there were certain persons he was willing to be a meal for; the only person so far having been Swooce. Perhaps it was the larger nature of both the wolf and the panther, and their larger stomachs, for they broke Neoxe's typical desire to be the dominator. Not caring to philosophize over this for too long, his attention shifted back to reality as he found his snout soon pushed into the feline's stomach opening; the hot, musky chamber spreading across his head as it entered. The fox cringed, recalling that the smell was the one thing he didn't like about being eaten.
The panther gulped efficiently, the huge bulges in his front pushing his jacket even further away from his stomach which by then had swollen outward with the presence of the fox's head. Marcus took a paw to the lump, feeling it wiggle inside him, the feline purring even louder. His maw stretched over the fox's belly and waist, pleased to find how sleek their body was, and thereby making it a hell of a lot easier to consume his meal. It was as he reached Neoxe's waist that the lower part of the fox's length bumped into Marcus's jaw, the feline feeling a lick of pre flick against his neck.
Neoxe huffed as he felt his cock slowly slip into the feline's muzzle, the predator's teeth a surprisingly pleasant sensation. As his moist glans entered their mouth he shivered a little, the cat's tongue lapping at the pre that leaked from it. But then, much to his surprise, the panther stopped his movement. Soon enough, the fox realized why, for as his length brushed against Marcus' tongue the feline used it to to grip a hold of his length, forcing a gasp from Neoxe.
Marcus exhaled a long moan as he took his own length out of his briefs, starting to thrust his thick cock as the fox's legs dangled above from his lips. In the midst of lust, the panther simultaneously slurped about his meal's cock as he pounded his own; the intensity of the motion thereby causing Neoxe to wobble within.
The grey fox moaned aloud as his cock slid across the tongue, using his curled over position to hump into their jaws; his paws unfortunately too far away to grip anything other than the feline's gullet's walls. He kept up his pace but did so a little slower than the panther's masturbation; their loud purring and extended moans indicating that they were getting close very quickly.
The panther grunted, his moans starting to increase in pitch as he neared orgasm, the fox within sensing this and deciding to tease him closer.
"Cum for me, kitty," Neoxe muffled, his paws firmly drawing up against the slimy walls of the throat, hoping to entice his predator a little more.
It worked like a charm, for shortly after the panther tilted back his head and closed his eyes. Marcus became lost in a sequence of heavy, high pitched moans, the feline gasping loudly as his cock shot a load of cum up against the fox's legs and across the expanding paunch below them; the panther coating his meal in a thick load.
This was all it took for Neoxe, for as the warm cum hit his fur the fox lost control. As Marcus's tilting had caused his cock to start to disappear down the throat he thrusted hard into the cat's tongue, huffing and almost whimpering in sheer arousal. Soon enough, the fox's cock erupted a rope of his seed back up into the feline's maw, the load splashing around their tongue as the feline eagerly slurped it up and swallowed it down.
Marcus finally gulped the rest of the fox down with much aid from the slippery cum, his meal slipping down seamlessly with a good succession of thick gulps. He tilted his head back, and Neoxe's grey legs and tail soon enough disappeared into his flat muzzle; the cat finally closing his jaw before taking a big swallow. The feline grunted in relief as he felt the massive bulges in his neck and chest gradually decrease and merge with the rest of his paunch, his black belly growing outward rapidly as the fox took up its entire capacity.
Neoxe was forced to curl up tightly inside the sack, his back pushing the wall outward as he felt the now limp length and the predator's muscular legs subtly push up from beneath him. He woofed happily, slumping back a little as his panting slowed; a little dizzy from the intense orgasm.
The predator gasped in relief outside, panting loudly with a few moans here and there as he leaned back, marvelling bashfully at the huge mass that squirmed ahead of him. He traced his paws round the lumpish heap before taking his cap off, brushing the sweat up from his forehead into his hair.
"Y-You OK in there, hun?" Marcus asked his stomach, the head lump moving a little beneath the fur in response.
"... y-yes, cutie," Neoxe answered, his perspective a little disoriented after having been returned upright within the darkness; throwing off his balance some. "Fuck, that was amazing."
Marcus nodded at this, brushing the remaining seed from his cock into his belly fur, the panther patting his chest before he let out an audible belch, his stomach gurgling shortly after.
"... Thank ya, hun," the feline said, smiling as he watched the fox make himself a little more comfortable. "I had fun tonight. A lot of fun."
From within, Neoxe smiled, yawning as he leaned back and idly rubbed the parts of the darkness that pressed against him. He hesitated before he asked, "... I didn't push you, did I?"
"Hm? No, sweetie. I... I wanted to try somethin' a little more, tonight. I knew you'd be the right guy for it," Marcus suggested, patting his belly gently. "I loved it."
The yawn appeared to be contagious, for the panther did the same before he lowered his back down onto the seat, the large stomach swaying atop him, the bulges on the sides heavily toned and highlighted by the pale artificial light from the laptop.
"Mrrf... heh, sorry," the feline said as he yawned once again, resting his hat atop his eyes. "Gettin' a little sleepy after all this. Don't worry, though - if I fall 'sleep I won't digest ya."
The fox blushed, poking upwards in response; his predator rubbing back over it.
Neoxe yawned, closing his eyes as he uttered, "... I trust you."
Neoxe awoke to darkness the next morning, slowly drawn out his dreariness as he overheard the commotion of two voices speaking; one in particular more prominent, and possessing the tone that vibrated the sack that contained him.
"... looks like someone's awake?" the fox heard from outside, a large bulge soon felt rubbing against his back; its width and pressure, and hence the speech, clearly belonging to Swooce.
The fox pushed back out, chuckling, "Hey, what am I, a baby?"
Swooce's low chuckle was heard muffled outside. Another patting was felt, but a lot softer and closer. The fox nestled into it, like a bear scratching their back against a tree.
"Heh, good morning, sweetie," Marcus said, hugging their paunch into them, making the fox nuzzle against the stomach wall nearing their spine. "You sleep alright?"
"Mhm, though my back's a little achy," he admitted, rubbing his neck as he stretched a little. "Other than that, good! I like not needing to wear a sleeping mask."
From outside, Swooce offered a hug to the feline, the panther responding eagerly with a bear-hug of his own. The two bellies pushing against each other forced Neoxe a little closer into the feline, the fox huffing happily at this pleasant sensation.
"Thanks fer havin' us round, wolfy," Marcus said, smiling a little timidly at the big canine. "Happy you'd let us do this here."
Swooce nodded, his paw trailing the outer circumference of the distorted stomach, obviously avoiding the seed that had dried in the centre. He replied, "Any time!"
The big wolf looked down at the stomach thoughtfully, seeming to remember something before he cackled. He said, "Guess we won't be going out for lunch, then?"