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The fox woke up with a start, panting as he struggled to catch his breath. The room around him was as still as the night. The air held a dead silence that was just barely broken by the sound of his own labored breathing. Dom reached up and wiped away the sweat from his brow, blinking away the grogginess from his blue eyes as he struggled to silently sit up to the edge of the bed.

The room had a strong, heady, and unmistakable aroma that permeated like a fog deep in a forest. It wouldn't take much for a stranger to put two and two together. He looked back on the night before pleasantly, turning slightly to glance at the figure resting under the covers off to the other side of the arguably small and low-sitting bed. She held herself a still, shuffling ever so slightly this way and that whenever the air conditioning suddenly decided to kickstart itself back to life. It hadn't been the first night that they spent together, but he could still feel the rush of trying to get everything at least somewhat presentable for her. Two small pointed ears poked out from under the white blanket draped over her face, twitching with every outward breath of air.

Dom pushed off the bed and gently stepped his way around the room, careful to not trip over the clothes they'd left strewn around haphazardly through the room: his jeans tossed to a corner between a window and the nightstand; her thong discarded over by the front door; a bra just barely hanging onto a bedside table. Even when he knew the rest of his home would be empty, save for them two, for the rest of the weekend, he wasn't keen on walking around bare naked. The fox slipped into the first pair of boxers he saw, his tail slipping through a near-invisible seam on the back.

Moonlight streamed in through a solitary window, the silver light casting long shadows over the walls. They were like an invisible audience of silhouettes. His own shadow stood out as the sole figure that held a form. Short snout, long ears, and a narrow shoulder made it stand out from the rest.

Outside of the bedroom the air was fresh and clear, but it was not as comforting as it was back inside. It opened into a small hallway that connected his room to a bathroom directly across from the door. He moved in, closed the door behind, and looked at himself with the mirror. There was a disheveled look to his long brown fur and a tired appearance to the bags under his eyes. His hands traced down and grabbed on to his stomach, frowning as he thought to himself that he needed to start losing weight again. Dom turned his head left, then right, and then looked at himself straight forward. The frown turned into a lazy smile and serene sigh.

He got a small kick out the dull throbbing on his nape. With his short claws he traced around where a collar had once wrapped too-tight around his neck and smiled. It wasn't pleasurable, but it didn't hurt. That dull throbbing served better as a reminder that would last, easily, for the rest of the day. He rubbed around his neck with an open palm, smiled, and splashed some water on his face.

"God, do you always get up this early?" Marla's groggy voice caught him off guard enough to get a small jump out of him. She was standing beside him, blocking the only path out of the bathroom, with one of his jackets wrapped tightly around her petite body. He couldn't help but notice it was the only thing she was wearing, and rightfully let his eyes wander a little too long.

"Sorry," Dom murmured in a half-hearted apology once his eyes got their fill, as he took in a step to close the gap between them two. Marla didn't bother taking a step back, and instead took that opportunity to look at him over. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"Yeah, well..." Marla sighed softly, reaching out to hold onto his arm, "... It was cold without you there." Her fingers threaded through his fur, claws innocently scratching at the skin underneath.

He pulled her in close, one arm wrapped around her narrow waist while the other hand nudged her chin up slightly, so he could meet amber eyes. "Sorry, Hun," he said again, leaning down to meet her halfway and press a soft kiss against her lips. He quickly went in for a second one, which lingered longer that the one second peck they'd just shared.

Her hands quickly found their way around him and, despite the whole foot difference in size, Marla somehow managed to feel enough to him when held so closely against him. She smirked, nuzzling in against his chest when he hugged her close, and lightly pressed in so she could feel more of him.

"Sorry?" she questioned, pressing a kiss against his chest where one of her lipstick imprints was starting to fade away. Marla peeked up at him and stood on the ends of her toes to place a second soft kiss at the underside of Dom's chin. "Make it up to me then."

"And how should I do that?" he murmured lowly, casting a quickly glance over her back and to their bedroom. That scent was starting to come into the restroom. If she hadn't seen his reaction to her, then she was definitely feeling it by now. "Should I warm you up a bit?"

"That would be," she gasped, unable to help her sudden fit of laughter as he spun her around and lightly pushed her back into their bedroom. "That would be nice. But how do you plan on warming me up?" She cocked her head off to the side a bit and laid back on the bed, a curious look in her eyes as he somewhat clumsily paced back into the room. "As flattering as it is, you're not just planning on staring, right?"

"Hmmm... nope." Though, if that really was his only option, he would have been perfectly happy with staring at Marla for the rest of the night. The vixen didn't look as perfectly made up as she had been just a few hours ago for their date, but somehow felt himself longing for her even more this way.

She looked perfect, laying on that bed. There was a still quiet to the night. Moonlight barely managed to make it through the drawn curtains, casting what few dull shadows it could across the room. The jacket of his that she wore just barely covered her breasts, a pure tease to his eyes because right now he just wanted to get a good full look at her.

He could have asked. Marla would probably have stripped off that jacket for him, but lord, he'd be lying if he didn't enjoy that wonderful tease.

"Turn around," he murmured with a slight motion of his hand and huffed with satisfaction when she did as she was told. With her tail raised high he got a perfect view of her ass and her pussy from where he stood, especially when she peeked back over her shoulder and slightly spread her legs for him. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that she knew what buttons to press to make him tick. "God damn, Hun. You're beautiful."

"Shush," she murmured, stuffing her face into his pillow as a blush hit her fur-hidden cheeks as she felt the bed dip under their combined weight. "Don't say that."

"It's true." He shook his head, settling in between her legs, "and I can say whatever the hell I want. It's my house." He was grinning now, ear-to-ear, with a wild look in his eyes as he slowly eased the jacket off from Marla and pressed his warm hands against the center of her back.

"What do you plan on..." She suddenly hummed in content when he started rubbing his hands, slowly, back and forth over her back. "God... yeah."

She settled in a little closer to him, enjoying that relative warmth that came from simply being next to him, smiled as her body felt as if were melting away with every stroke of his hands over her skin. He worked her tensed muscles, weaving away the day's troubles and worries, if not for nothing more than those five minutes he spent on her. To Marla, his pampering and rumbling murmuring was well worth having woken up to a cold and empty bed at a time when she normally should have been sleeping. What guilt she may have felt at having him do something for her in return was plucked away at his seeming willingness to tend to her whims.

"More," Marla drawled as she took in a deep breath of his pillow, his scent still thickly permeating it. His hands reached lower, down to her hips, and when she commanded a "Lower," he moved down to her ass. She grinned, rolling her hips in small circles as he worked his impromptu massage over her ass and down into her thighs. She instinctively opened her legs up a bit more for him and arched her back just a little further when his fingers started teasing at her pussy. "Aaand... stop."

"Stop?" he questioned, pulling his hands away and sitting back on his legs as she slowly turned herself around and sat up to place a light kiss against his small wet nose. He smiled and kissed her back as she slowly nudged him to lay back on the bed. "Hun, what -" He was cut off by another kiss, deeper than before. He couldn't help but moan as he rubbed up his tongue against hers. Whatever questions or concerns he had were all taken away as she slowly climbed on top and leaned in for a third, and then a fourth kiss.

She was in that spot in time once more where all she could think about was the two of them. The world around them melted away. There were no walls to tie them down and she had no reason to concern herself with the coming day. All she knew, and all she could really care about, was how good she felt and how much better they could make each other feel. When he started talking again, she pressed a finger lightly against his lips and hummed a "shh."

Marla let him settle down a little, simply enjoying the way his eyes roamed her body and how his hands teased and pinched at her nipples as she pressed up against his chest. "Now you're gonna be a good boy and let me treat you, okay?" She leaned in and met him halfway for a lazy kiss. "You'll love it."

"I know I will," was his lazy reply as he laid back and watched her shift in position with a small huff, turning so her ass was now pressed against his snout as she leaned in to his throbbing vulpine cock barely kept hidden by his boxers.

Too tempted by the view she rewarded him with, Dom leaned in and groped at her ass with one hand while giving her a long, deep lick between her wet lips, just barely teasing at her clit with the tip of his tongue before dragging it back. She'd very easily become his addiction - once he had a single taste, Dom couldn't stop.

She froze up for the split second that she felt his hot breath against her throbbing pussy. Her body and mind were conflicted. She wanted to turn around and tell him to lay back and let her pleasure him for some time, while her body craved his gentle touch and moved to give his tongue better access - a gentle arch to her back and a small shift backwards - almost as if her body was subtly rewarding him for knowing exactly what to do right now.

"Good..." She let out a shaky breath and smiled to herself as she felt his tongue tease her pussy with short, deepening, strokes. "Good boy." She reached and pulled down his boxers just past his thighs, taking a second to look him over as she fought the temptation to sit back on his face completely. He throbbed hard for her, precum beading down from the crown of his head, over the thickening shaft, and down his furred balls. In the same way he had gave her a long hard lick, she leaned in and teased at his head first. She licked lightly against it, grinning and gasping when Dom moaned hard against her pussy, causing soft dull vibrations to shoot up deep into her core. She closed her eyes and moved her tongue down his cock, lightly teasing him with her hot breath and soft touch while gently squeezing his balls with one hand. Her long tongue traced the slightly salty path of his precum, slowing down whenever he twitched and throb, spreading it out wider as she got to his know and, finally, his balls.

His tongue was excruciating pleasure. The constant teasing into her entrance left Marla craving for more than just what he was doing. She shifted her attention back down to his cock and slowly took his head into her mouth in one quick and sudden go, loving the way his toes suddenly curled and how he immediately started trying to thrust into her a little. His moans were matched only by her own as she felt his tongue finally penetrate her pussy as deep as Dom was able to take it - teasing and thrusting into her, forcing her to feel every inch of it as she started bobbing her head up and down on him. She rolled her hips a little, his tongue pleasantly pressing against her walls she took him in deeper and deeper into her mouth, past his head and down his shaft with every few strokes of her mouth, as deep as she was comfortably willing to take him in this position, and then some. Marla wasn't going to stop until that knot was pressed up tight against her lips.

Those moans of his were encouraging to her. It meant she was doing something right, that she knew him well enough to do what he liked. She paused only briefly to catch her breath, her tongue constantly rolling over the head of his cock as his own tongue worked its way deeper yet into her. His guttural moan caused her to instinctively clench as she once more started to bob faster than before, her tongue rolling in circles around his cock to keep him as stimulated as she could.

Dom pulled back with a soft gasp, squirming under Marla as her attention on his cock got increasingly intense. Strands of her wetness clung to his chin and lips, which he hungrily licked up and swallowed.

"That's... that's it, love," he moaned, throwing his head back on a pillow as he started thrusting a little harder into her mouth. He felt himself throb hard whenever she took him in deeply and twitched ever slightly whenever her tongue darted over his cockhead or circled around his knot.

In what could only be described as a bout of carnal desire, Dom grabbed her by her hips and pulled her back when she had paused for a small breath of air, forcing her to sit squarely on his face with her sodden pussy pressed up tight against his mouth. He gave his girl one playful lick, smiling just a little at her stifled half-moan and half laughter whenever he teased her clit, and then pushed his tongue in deeper than he could have gotten it before. The girl squirmed on top of him, finding herself out of breath at the sudden intense attention he was giving her. She moaned and pinched at one of her hard nipples, rolling it between her fingers and giving it a gentle tug as his hot tongue traced back and forth inside of her.

"Yes," she whispered between her teeth as she pulled a little harder on her nipple and rolled her hips slightly in pace to the thrusting of his tongue. "Yes, Dom, yes... yes..." until her voice fell to a distinct low whimper that she could barely hear. Her eyes fell to his throbbing cock and she craved to have him in her mouth again but oh god did she love all the attention he was giving her right now. She reached back and threaded her fingers through his thick black hair and when his tongue started twisting and turning more intensely inside of her she could feel that pressure that had been building up start to overflow. He thrust his tongue in deeply, and she pinched and tugged hard on her nipple, as her climax suddenly hit her - a sudden wave of pleasure overwhelmed every one of her senses and left her a trembling mess that could hardly form the words to describe just how good he had made her feel in those short few seconds.

Dom slowly eased her off from his face, being careful so as to not push her over the side like he'd done before. He slowly eased behind her and sat her on the bed in front of him as she struggled to regain the breath she'd lost. His hands worked their way up her back and around her shoulders, a gentle massage while he leaned in to press a soft kiss on the back of her neck.

"And?" he questioned, unable to help a cheeky grin as he slowly massaged around her shoulders to work away what little bit of tension she might have left over from her orgasm. "I guess you liked it."

"Hush," she replied weakly, glancing back at him with a smirk, "that was unfair."

"Unfair?"

Marla nodded, slowly turning on the spot so that she was now sitting facing him. She pulled her arms around his neck and scooted in closer. "You didn't warn me that you'd do that."

"But you liked it," he replied as they met halfway in for a kiss. "Don't deny it or I'll spank ya."

"Hmm..." She sighed, rubbing her hands lightly on the back of her neck. "Guess it wasn't that good." She cocked her head a little to the side, hooded amber eyes clouded over with glee. "Did you say spanking?"

He rolled his eyes and laughed. That heady aroma he woke up to earlier in the night was fresh in the air now and so thick it burned his eyes like smoke. Beside the sound of their own heavy breathing and the soft murmuring of their voices, everything was still and silent once more.

"You're insatiable."

"Am not," she murmured, "but..."

"But..."

"You never let me finish working on you," she continued lightly, a hand slinking down to grab his throbbing cock that still stood hard between the two of them. She gently stroked him up and down, feeling him twitch and throb between her fingers while watching him let out a shaky breath of air through his nose. He shook his head a little, trying to form words that merely got caught up in his throat whenever he tried saying something. Whenever it finally sounded like he was going to say something, she'd lean in and press a kiss against his lips. "Oh, what? Is this unfair?" She stroked him a little harder, first teasing his cockhead with her thumb, then taking a soft grip of his engorged knot.

"But not like this," she teased, loving the way she could taste herself on his lips. Marla nudged him off to the side a little, feeling his little bout of frustration and almost giggling a little at it, and then laid down right where he had been. She opened her legs for him as he came on top, a hand to either side of her head as he locked eyes with her. "Now, this is better, right?"

"Much better," he murmured, leaning in with abated breath as he teased between her wet lips with his cock. As much as he would have normally loved to tease her to the ends of hell, Dom would have ended up torturing himself tonight. He needed that release.

He met her eyes, one hand cupping her cheek gently as he pushed in inch after inch into her. "That's it, hun," he whispered as her arms wrapped themselves around the back of his neck. He couldn't keep his eyes from hers, especially not so when he started to finally thrust into her slowly, earning those little gasps and stifled whimpers from her that he loved.

Her nails dragged slightly on his skin as he started to pick up the pace. What words they could have shared with one another were suddenly gone as the two let themselves get carried by their shared pleasure. Every time he pushed in, she could feel that familiar comforting addictive warmth inside her along with the wonderful filling sensation. Every pump and every throb inside made her gasp a little and hold him closer. She kissed him halfway, his tongue pushing into her own mouth and rubbing up against hers while her hips moved to match the tempo of his own. He tasted like her. The thought of it caused a shiver to shoot down her spine and made her clench around his cock harder.

As if in response, he pushed in hard until his know pressed against her lips and held himself still inside her for a couple short moments, simply enjoying how she responded to him. He started again, a little faster and a little harder, holding her face now with both hands as he trailed small nips and pecks down her neck.

She arched her back a little and wrapped her legs around him, locking Dom in tight against her as his hot breath and wet tongue tickled the side of her neck. He bit down lightly on her as he grinded up hard into her pussy, forcing her to feel every inch of his throb uncontrollably in her, his head angled so it was rubbing up hard against her walls. Marla loved it - she loved those pumps he gave and the way he got a little faster and a little rougher the closer he got. She loved the way he'd come up to give her lips some attention with a kiss before going back down to suck gently on her neck. She loved how perfectly he filled her and how much more she craved from him

Her back arched a little higher, her ass now lifting just slightly off the bed as he thrusted and twitched in her. She threw her head back and breathlessly whispered an "Inside..." hardly managing to make out the words herself before once more whispering in his ear, "I... Inside me. I want inside." She paused as Dom started to fuck her harder yet, lost in primal desire as he battered his knot up against her pussy. She did her best to relax as much as she could, but every time she felt him press in harder his knot felt wider and wider still. Each pump spread her lips more as he pushed in more of that expanding bulb of flesh into her.

"Please!" she screamed breathless, humping back into him as he pounded into her, her breath escaping her when he finally speared his cock all the way up to his balls. She moaned hard into his ears, her pussy convulsing and throbbing around the knot that plugged her so tight her mind blanked from pleasure. All they could do was hold each other close, her claws scratching at his back, kissing what little skin she could reach as he started to cum. She could feel his body trembling on top of hers as he brought his head up to look deep in her eyes as continued to pump his cum deep inside her pussy. It was hot, like a fire that burned her insides as he filled her up completely with his seed.Do

"Oh, god," she whispered, a hand gently placed on his cheek as Dom kept thrusting short and tight into her, locked in by the obscenely swollen knot, making her feel him twitch harder as his orgasm finally started to die out. Their eyes were still locked to one another and nobody blinked as he finally let go of that breath of air he'd been holding in.

He kissed her again, unable to stop himself. She tasted sweet to him sometimes, and he couldn't explain why. Moments like these, maybe, while he was riding off his own high. Finally, the bedroom was quiet once again. There was no slap of skin against skin; no moans or any form of pleasured commands. Their voices were but barely hushed whispers that hardly broke the silence. Their breathing was shallow and light but were oddly in tempo with one another's.

The moonlight's shadows cast themselves dull and far across the room as he slowly turned them around, so he lay back on the bed and she rested atop his narrow frame. "God..." he murmured, still feeling some twitchy aftershocks of pleasure as her pussy kept clenching around his vulpine cock. He slinked an arm under her back and pulled her in close to her side. She curled up against him, an arm over his chest while the other toyed lightly at his hair. He was looking right up to the ceiling, staring at nothing in particular, while she gazed at him in utter silence.

Like clockwork, the air conditioning kickstarted itself back to life - a loud thump followed by a whirl of the machinery - causing him to jump a little and reflexively making her hold him just a little more tightly.

"Hey," came his low voice, sounding almost like a deep lumbering thunder that rolled off in the distance. He shifted his gaze look at her as she pressed in just a bit closer. "You good?"

She nodded. Right now? It was all okay, there was no doubt about it. "All good," was her reply as she threaded her fingers through his fur. "You?"

He nodded, squeezing her shoulder a little. "Tired?"

"After all that?" She scoffed jokingly while nuzzling into his side. "Yeah." She nuzzled her nose against the side of his neck. "A little music would be nice."

"Anything in particular?" Dom asked, rubbing up and down her back, closing his eyes.

"Something mellow would be nice." She held herself closer against him. His warm fur and body were just what she needed to keep the cold away. "Let's sleep like this tonight.