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If it weren't for Asher, Fee wouldn't be on this train at all. It's packed. Asher had it all planned. He asked Fee to come by his bookstore after work, claiming that he wanted to close the shop early. He then proceeded to have a thousand things to do until it was the middle of rush hour. When Asher wants to be sneaky, he sure can be. Fee underestimated him once again, and now he's on this damn train, wearing a skirt and a shirt that's a little too big. It drapes off of his left shoulder. Asher leans down to lick his skin. He can never say no to Asher, even if he did have to take his hair out of its bun to cover his embarrassed face.

Fee hangs on tightly to the pole in front of him, keeping himself steady as the train rocks back and forth on the tracks. "Asher," he hisses, a warning. "It's too crowded."

"It's perfect, baby boy," Asher growls into his ear. "You can do this. Do you want to?"

The praise makes him flush, and he nods before saying, "Yes."

"Good boy," Asher's purr rumbles from his chest to Fee's and it warms him up all over.

One of Asher's big paws presses against Fee's thigh. It makes him shiver. Fee lets his hair fall over his eyes as Asher's paw moves up and up. He had given Fee this whole outfit-- the panties, the skirt and the shirt. Asher wastes no time, pulling Fee's panties to the side and dipping his finger into his waiting hole. Fee gasps, his entire body tensing up for a moment before he forces himself to relax. He realizes then that to anyone who notices, they would look like a poor cat being taken advantage of by a larger predator. The thought sends another rush of heat between his legs. Asher notices, purring as he pumps his finger in and out of Fee's wet cunt. "You're such a slut, letting me do this to you here. Look around Fee, is anyone watching?"

For a moment, he doesn't dare, but when he finally gets the courage to look up he notices that there's not a single soul paying them any mind. Everyone's had a long day of work and anxious to get home. Nobody's noticed the small cat with two fingers shoved up his cunt. Fee shakes his head no.

Asher's fingers are so thick inside of him, stretching him out and making him nice and soft. Fee's glad he has the railing to hold onto. His knees are already starting to shake a little from the pleasure building inside of him. Asher goes as fast as he can, pressing up against the soft, spongy part inside of Fee that makes him have to bite down on his lips to stifle the cry that wants to escape. He leans down to Fee's ear once more. This time he whispers, "What do you think they'd do if they noticed? Would they like it? Would they call you a whore and be disgusted? What if they wanted to fuck themselves and watch. Would you like that?"

Fee nods, a tiny moan escaping his throat before he can stop it. There's something about the thought of a perfect stranger touching themselves to him that makes him aroused beyond reason. His pleasure spikes, and suddenly, he's so fucking close.

"Oh, you like that, don't you?" Asher growls. "Do you see that cute deer sitting straight across from you?" Fee gives a little nod. "Imagine her sticking her hands up her own skirt, pressing into her cute little cunt while I press into yours. Or look at that dog two seats away from her. Do you think he'd take his knot out right here and rub it until he came?"

"Asher," Fee gasps. It's a little too loud. He can feel his orgasm rushing up on him and fuck, fuck! He starts shaking his head no because he feels faintly like he's gonna piss but not really, and he knows what that means. He can't possibly do it in public, of all places. "S-stop," he mumbles, and of course Asher doesn't. Fee would have to word out to get him to. There have been too many times where Fee screamed, 'no' or 'stop' until he was squirting all over Asher's cock, his face or even the floor or their bed. Now, it'll be a train, Fee guesses.

"You're getting close, aren't you, baby boy?" Fee nods, his breath hitching. Asher's next words to him are what push him over the edge. "I can't wait to get home so I can sit you on daddy's cock and make you cry."

Fee comes, his cunt gushing just as he thought it would. Asher's paw goes instantly to cup his mound to try and keep Fee from making a mess on the train floor. It doesn't work all the way, and even through his ruined orgasm Fee can feel his slick run down his legs. If it were any quieter, he's sure he'd be able to hear it too. "Wow," Asher says quietly into his ear. "That was so good, Fee." He sounds a little breathless. He holds onto Fee's hip and digs his cock into Fee's ass. Fee has to shut his eyes. It's so big. He can't wait to get home.

Their stop is just two away. Asher wipes his paw clean on the inside of Fee's skirt, and Fee tries to stay as still as he can. Slick is drying uncomfortably on his legs and he almost wants to ask Asher if he can shower before he sits on his cock, but he's pretty sure Asher won't want him to.

The door to the train doors open, and they both walk out, hand in hand.