Fuzz Ball Romance 1
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Fuzz Ball Romances
By, Zxyan D. Atilus
"Ah... finally, time to enjoy a good celebration," Zxyan thought to himself as he entered his favorite club, Fuzz Ball. Standing roughly 6'11", his canine descent gave him quite an impressive figure, a little on the lean side, yet he was quick and elegant of both mind and body. With white fur, and sky blue markings, his fur gave off a sheen that even a diva would pause to admire. The only thing about him, that gave everyone who wasn't aquainted with him a brief moment to pause and look again at him, was a cream colored bed sheet that was wrapped expertly around his entire body, held in place by two emerald pins. Just above the sheet on his chest, an odd looking scar could be seen just above it on the left of his body, and another scar could be seen coming out from below the sheet, on the inside of his right calf in a symbol of unknown origin. Spotting his favorite canine bartender, he slides up to the bar to order his usual.
"Afternoon Butch. The usual to drink, in my usual place, if you don't mind," Zxyan said to the bartender, placing money for his drink and a tip on the bar counter. The bartender recognized who it was just by voice, cheering up upon hearing his favorite customer.
"No problem, Zxyan. I believe you wanted the Spazz, and later on, the Fuzzy Navel, right?" replied Butch. Being of Dalmatian descent, he was always grateful to have something to do, and always did it well.
"That's right. Just make sure you remember where I sit this time, okay?" Zxyan replied with a chuckle. The last time he ordered his drink, Butch had sent a waiter, one named Khalorin, who didn't know where Zxyan sat, and got orders confused with that of another club member. With no harm done, Zxyan treated her to a special dinner for the emotional trouble the innocent femme had gotten into that day. Later, Butch thanked Zxyan for what he did, and now all the club bar employees knew who Zxyan was and greeted him with a beaming smile every time they meet him, especially Khalorin.
"Sure thing," Butch chuckled as he went about making the non-alcoholic drink. Meanwhile, Zxyan made his way to his favorite booth so as to watch the rest of the club go about their partying that was to come. You see, this particular day was known to furs as 'Furry Love Fest', and they did just that. Love of all kinds went on from sun down to sun up without stopping, unless you were a usual, casual loner, like Zxyan. With a sigh, Zxyan settles into his favorite corner booth, loving the feel of the cool leather and enjoying the sound it made as it fit to his tall form. Gazing out the corner window beyond his booth, he watches the sun set beyond the back of the back garden.
A little time passed before he heard a waiter approach with his drink. Breaking his gaze out the window, Zxyan shifts around to see who was bringing his drink. "Interesting... must be a new employee," he thought as he looked the newbie up and down as the waiter cautiously approached, so as not to spill the tall drink. The fur was an interesting looking male, about 5' 11", slim, and looked like it was feline, but didn't have the usual feline body features. The waiter seemed to have humanistic features mixed with that of a few feline features. The fur was like that of a physically fit, older teen to early twenties, with glowing yellow eyes, light chocolate fur, gleaming feline teeth, large feline ears, and a thin, long tail that whipped about softly to help keep the waiter balanced. "...Interesting indeed... graceful, yet delicate at the same time," Zxyan thought to himself, as he smiled to the waiter, casually waving him over to give him confidence in where to place the ordered drink. Seeing the greeting and signal for where his order was to go, the waiter made his way around to the corner booth. Slowing his approach, he shyly placed the drink in front of Zxyan. Once that was done, he backed up a few steps, and started fidgeting with his tray, trying to remember what he was supposed to say. Zxyan spoke first.
"Thank you. I think that will be all for the moment. By the way, you did nicely in bringing my order to the right place. I think you've heard about that little incident, if not, ask Butch. Say that Zxyan told you to ask, and if he gives you any guff, let me know and I'll deal with him in due time. Other than that, you did very well. Here you go," Zxyan said as he placed a large tip in the waiters' hand. "...I think I kept you long enough for the moment. Keep a smile on that face, and keep up the good work." As Zxyan finished, the waiter seemed to freeze like a statue when handed the money, then started walking dumbfounded back to the bar, still staring at the money Zxyan gave him. As the compliments seemed to sink in, he seemed to skip a bit with the happy feelings he had thanks to the approval of such a well known, and well liked customer to the bar employees. Chuckling to himself softly as the waiter seemed to be in cloud nine, Zxyan brought out the local paper and started reading it while sipping on his drink, waiting for the party to really break loose in the club.
As the sun began to set just below the tree line, the crowd began to come in waves. The club was getting full and they started moving those who were more active to the second floor, leaving the bar to ebb and flow with the tides of furs coming and going. Finishing off his drink, Zxyan waves to the boy who waited on him with his first drink, using his newspaper as a small flag. The fur quickly made his way over to Zxyan and leaned in to hear what he was wanted for.
"If you're not too busy, I'd like my next drink. Just let Butch know, he knows what to make," Zxyan said, giving the boy a scratch behind his ears. The waiter started to melt under the attention, but Zxyan stopped when the boy nearly went limp where he stood. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... That kind of attention has gotten other waiters and waitresses into trouble, you know," Zxyan said with a mock strict tone. "Besides, I'm getting thirsty. Maybe come by when you're not busy and you might get more of that attention, if you like..."
Nodding his head eagerly, the waiter went to his job and quickly disappeared amongst the growing number of customers. Now the party really started picking up, when the DJ decided to go from smooth jazz, to a slow, sensuous techno. The club bouncers began taking turns making sure that those coming into the club were members, and not underage kids trying to sneak in with the crowds. Discreet, yet professional was their way of doing anything with the club. If anyone had problems with that, there was a small army of bouncers that kept a vigilant watch over all entrances, and exits. The employees began to have problems, as there were too many furs around the main area, so they started opening up the private rooms, gardens, and pool area to those who wanted them. This thinned down the concentration to bearable, yet maneuverable terms. Some furs were not even bothering with rooms or private areas and were starting to have their own sessions of love making right on the stage. Hired 'entertainers' were being fucked against every inch of wall space, every pole, every support beam. No hired worker went without that night. As for his drink, Zxyan watched as he saw his Fuzzy Navel, as it seemed to float above the din and ruckus of the crowds. Every once in a while, it seemed he wouldn't get his drink, but it kept moving in his direction. The waiter did a few small jumps to make his way over furs as they were making out on the floor, never spilling a drop through the whole ordeal. "He's got excellent talent, superb balance, and sense of direction," Zxyan thought as he saw the waiter finally appear through the sea of celebrators.
"Here is your Fuzzy Navel. ...is there anything else I could do for you, Mr. Zxyan?" the waiter asked somewhat meekly, in a hushed tone.
"Are you almost done with your shift?" Zxyan asked before taking a sip of his drink.
"Actually, Butch told me that all I had to do for the night was take your order back to you and see to whatever else you might want.." the shy waiter started to fidget with his serving platter as he started diverting his gaze, blushing slightly.
"Then here is what I want. Get yourself something to drink, on me," Zxyan said as he produced enough money for any drink the waiter might enjoy. "Then, come back here, and we'll enjoy the celebration while watching, and drinking the night away. By the way, if I were you, I'd try an X.T.C. They're not that bad for a cocktail drink."
"I'll try that then," replied the waiter, as he seemed to perk up a bit, picking up a little boldness. "Be back in a bit..." and with that, he was swallowed up in the crowd, in search of the bar to get his drink.
Just as the young waiter disappeared, Zxyan thought he could hear the steps of someone trying to sneak up behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, dark, velvety soft paws covered his face, forcing his eyes closed. "Guess who?" came a teasingly whisper in his ear. A familiar muzzle rubbed affectionately against the ear it whispered into, and what was more distinguishing, was the scent of trees and the smell of an open meadow filled Zxyans' nose, sparking recognition.
"Maxwell?!? Why do you tease me like this? I haven't even finished my liqueur, and you're already trying to get a piece of me... Isn't the club owner supposed to be all about business and none of pleasure?" Zxyan said with a soft chuckle.
Pulling the hands away, Zxyan turned to see a frisky looking male fox. Standing about 5'9", he made up short stature with his determined attitude, becoming a very cunning businessfur, through which he was able to open the club as its owner. Yet, at the moment, he didn't look too happy, seeing as how his game with Zxyan had ended so quickly. Putting on a mock pout, Max gives Zxyan the puppy dog look. "What? No 'Hello'? And what makes you think that I'm trying to get a piece of some action with you? And besides that, how did you know it was me?"
"First of all, you're the only fur I know of that uses that Forest Glade scented lube," Zxyan chuckled as he pulled the pouting friend into an affectionate hug. Pulling away, he continues. "Second, ever since that mishap with my order being taken to the wrong table, you always seem to be around, and you're always in a playful, cuddly mood when around me. And lastly, it's good to see you again."
Instantly changing his look, Max chuckles as he kisses Zxyans' ear. Making his way to the top of the booth backings, he looks down at Zxyan with a sheepish grin, slightly blushing. "I've always been attracted to the thoughtful types, and I have had an interest in you for a while before that. That incident just gave me the intro I needed to get to know you better." Finally getting comfortable over Zxyans' shoulder, Max softly scratches Zxyans' ears. "Besides, what's a good looking fur like you doing all lonesome in the corner like this?"
Regretfully, Zxyan pulls his head away. He always had liked getting attention, but he wasn't going to allow himself to get distracted. "Actually, I'm waiting for someone. You might know him, you might not, but he's going to be coming eventually with his drink to join me in observing the celebration." Looking up at Max, Zxyan gives him a friendly, yet pleading expression. "If you don't mind, I'd like to be alone when he arrives... Seeing you with me might give him the wrong idea that I want him to think of and your being here would also complicate things because you're his boss. I know I'm asking a lot and leaving a lot of questions unanswered, but if you do this favor for me, I'll be sure to make it up to you later, alright?"
Heaving a sigh at seeing the opportunity slip by, but leaving an opening for future fun, Maxwell nods his head. "Alright Zxyan, I'll leave you and your mystery friend to yourselves. In the mean time, I have your rain check for when I feel lonely, and I'll be by sometime to collect..." Max chuckled. Giving Zxyan a sweet kiss on the forehead, he slips down to the floor, and disappears into the crowd of celebrators.
"... that was close," Zxyan thought as he takes a sip of his drink to calm his nerves. "That could have scared away one friend in the making, and alienated me from another..." Zxyan opens up his paper and continues to read the rest of the sports section, reading how the skunks were suspected of foul play in the soccer tournament, and the like. Such was the life of an athlete these days with scandals and plots that sounded like that of little children not getting what they want, so they made up a story, causing the outcome to go differently. Pathetic was hardly the term sufficient to cover it...
Just as Zxyan got to the funny pages, he heard a commotion from behind him. Getting up out of the booth to see what was the matter, it appeared that an ox was drenched from a spilled drink, and wasn't too happy about it either. The poor fur who had slipped and ditched his drink to free his hands to help stop his fall, was either very short, or was on the ground still. Determined to separate the ox from the helpless fur, he burst through the crowd forming and brought out a tranquilizer pin. Being his only defense against unwanted arguments and the like, it came in handy more times than not, and this was turning out to be one of those times. Without even looking to see who it was that had spilled his drink, Zxyan quickly rushed upon the raging bull, stuck the tranquilizer pen into the side of its butt, and held on for dear life as the now drugged and startled ox tried to buck Zxyan off his back. Within moments, the ox started to slow his movements, slowly sinking to the floor where he fell into a deep sleep. Pulling his tranq pen out of the butt of the ox, he took a quick look around for damages. So far, nothing was damaged to the point of replacement, but as the crowd tried to get better looks at what was going on, Zxyan erupted with his deep voice, shouting with all the anger he could muster after riding a raging bull.
"GET BACK NOW! If you don't back up now, we might have worse trouble than what was going on here before you got nosey!" he shouted, waving his arms for some to move aside. "You... and you, give me a hand and take this bull upstairs to a room, and lay him in a bed. As for his cloths, take them off and give them a quick wash. He won't be up for another 12 hours at least." Pointing to a couple of the club bouncers, a body building mustang, and a muscular lion, he hurriedly gave them the instructions, and left them to do their part. Parting the crowd that had gathered around where the poor fur, who lost his drink, had fallen, Zxyan quickly makes his way into its center. As he moved the last of the crowd back enough for him to get through, he saw it was his waiter, curled up on the floor, sobbing. Cradling the crying ball of fur, Zxyan picked him up, and carried him upstairs as gently as he could. Finding an empty room, he pushed it open and laid the sobbing fur on the bed, carefully paying attention to see if there might have been anything hurt. As Zxyan began to check the poor fur out for any damage, the waiter uncurled himself to find himself being looked over by his customer. Without warning, he grabbed Zxyan around his waist, and curled up crying all the more.
"M... m... mr... Zxyan... sir... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." he said in between his sobbing.
Holding the crying fur close to him, Zxyan slowly rocked him as he rubbed his hands on the curled up form of his waiter. "I know... I know... You didn't mean for something like this to happen, but it did. For the moment, though, the problem is over and done with," Zxyan spoke softly into the trembling fur's ear, holding him close to try and bring him out of his crying. Slowly, the waiter stopped crying and just staying there, curled up against Zxyan.
"There now... You're safe," Zxyan whispered reassuringly into his ear. "Are you hurt anywhere?" With that, the waiter relaxed and pulled away, blushing slightly.
"...I'm all right, just hurt my pride and probably my job, too," the waiter said in a soft voice. "I ...I don't know what to say. I don't know what you did, but thank you."
"No problem. Just one thing though," Zxyan said quietly, seeing the poor fur start to tense up again. "What's your name? I don't recall you ever telling me..."
"... Kanone, Kanone Yawake," replied the waiter, blushing slightly at forgetting to introduce himself at the start.
"It's a pleasure to finally know your name," Zxyan said in a soft, sweet voice. "Just stop calling me 'Mr. Zxyan'. Just Zxyan will do nicely. As for your job, if you get fired over this incident, then I'll have something to say with the owner that will change that for sure. Besides, that ox was always a hot head, and all you did was get his cloths wet. Other than his pride being hurt, I don't think you'll have any kind of problems of that kind for a while. By the way, what caused you to trip back there?" he asked curiously.
Kanone looked down at the bed sheets that were ruffled between them. "One of the pairs of otters were rolling around on the floor, fighting to see who would mount who. Unexpectedly, they rolled my feet right out from under me. And the rest is history."
Nodding in recognition of the pair that Kanone described, Zxyan placed a reassuring hand on Kanone's cheek, softly pulled his gaze up to look at him. Smiling sweetly, Zxyan rubbed his thumb against the others' cheekbone, saying, "Then you have nothing to worry about. Such things like that are expected to happen at least once. Those two are always trouble with their antics and the way they like to make love to one another. It would be best to avoid them completely next time. Besides that though, you're not hurt physically, and be happy that it didn't get worse. Those two are known for their antics at pranks and the like."
Kanone's hope started to rekindle at Zxyans' words as he smiled back. "Yeah, you're right. I've learned my lesson for the day, that's for sure."
"There you go. That's the kind of attitude I like to hear. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see if everything has gone back to the way it was," Zxyan said as he pulled away and turned to get up. Suddenly, Zxyan gasped for breath as the weight of Kanone was wrapped around his shoulders. With a startled chuckle, Zxyan asked, "Hey, you minx. What do you think you're doing?" Petting the arms that were wrapped around his chest, Zxyan sat back down on the bed.
Kanone's hands twitched as his arms were being rubbed, with a soft moan of pleasure, he began to rub Zxyans' chest. Rubbing up and down his chest, Kanone drew himself closer to Zxyan whispering, "Please don't leave me... I never felt so right with another, so complete, so... happy. I don't want to lose that feeling. Please stay with me?"
Leaning back against Kanone, letting his body relax as Kanone's hands rubbed his chest, Zxyan closed his eyes, enjoying the attention he was getting. Softly, he whispered, "If you want me to stay with you, I have no objections to it..." The affection being showered upon him, stirred thoughts and feelings that made him smile. "If only..." Zxyan thought as he murred to the feeling of his nipples being teased. "... if only...."
Moving back further into the middle of the bed, at the soft urgings from Kanone, Zxyan lays down crossing his arms behind his head, while crossing his legs in a comfortable position. Kanone crawled up to lay comfortably on Zxyans' chest, licking exposed fur wherever he could. Pulling an arm out from behind his head, Zxyan pets Kanone, rubbing lightly on his neck. Such attention, for Zxyan, was relaxing him nicely, but with the effect of his earlier drink, sleep threatened to enclose him in its sensual embrace. Closing his eyes, he begins to drift to dream land, when he is brought awake by an unknown weight, softly being placed on top of his stomach. Opening an eye, Zxyan is met by Kanone, watching his face with amusement.
"... And just what do you think you're planning on doing, you minx?" Zxyan asks softly, yet playfully. As his vision tries to refocus from being somewhat asleep, he becomes slightly aware of something trying to pull off his sheet. Bringing up a hand over those that were pulling at his sheet, Kanone nuzzles the hand enveloping his own, purring softly.
"Please ...I want to be yours. ...I'm afraid that if I don't ask you now, I'll be taken advantage of later by others that would only use and abuse me. I honestly wish this, if you'll have me..." Kanone whispers softly as he gazes pleadingly up at Zxyan. Zxyan on the other hand wasn't sure if it was just a plea for a quick relationship that would help settle his fears, or if Kanone truly wished this. As Zxyan tries to decide what to do, Kanone makes up his mind for him. Dragging his body up Zxyans' body, Kanone softly licks up Zxyan's neck and up his cheek. Closing his eyes, Zxyan embraces Kanone with a gentle, supportive, loving embrace as Kanone makes his way to Zxyans' lips. When Kanone reached his goal, Zxyan softly squeezed him closer as their mouths and tongues entwined. Both were rubbing one another, trying to excite the other as passion started welling up. Zxyan began to feel his member becoming excited and was poking out of his sheath, making a bulge against his body sheet, as he could also feel the arousal begin to take its hold on Kanone as a similar, yet smaller bulge started becoming more pronounced against Zxyans' stomach.
Pulling away at the loosely clothed feline, Zxyan was able to see what Kanone really looked like, and felt like as well. Lean, yet well formed, Kanone was really wondrous to see and hold as his stomach fur were as soft as downy feathers from newborn angels. This only served to excite Zxyan further as he slowly started trailing his kisses down Kanone's chest, softly teasing them as they were now exposed to the open air. With his clothes gone, Kanone began to work on Zxyan's sheet, unwrapping it as fast as he could after taking the pins and setting them on the bed stand. Soon, the sheet wrapped around Zxyan was now gone from the top half of his form and was sliding its way down his legs, entrapping them only for a moment as Zxyan flicked his legs to free them of the rest of the cloth. Rolling over, Zxyan pulled away from their embrace as Kanone drifted his focus back when the attention he was getting stopped. Seeing Zxyan for the first time without his sheet was a shock, not a surprise shock but a shock of awe. The scar that was barely visible on Zxyans' chest and inner leg was now completely visible. Kanones' gaze went from the start on his chest and followed it down as it wrapped its way around Zxyans' stomach, only to be seen come around to the other side and down to the inner leg to where the odd marking was. Tracing a paw down the scar, Kanone could only imagine what had caused such a scar. Shivering at the soft touch, Zxyan brings the paw up as he leans forward to kiss it gently, his eyes shining with compassion. Purring at the feeling of the kisses, Kanone relaxes and rubs his hands where they could touch Zxyans' fur, rubbing it affectionately.
Softly, Zxyan pulls the smaller fur into his lap, cuddling Kanone as he teases the poor feline with a soft, gentle stroking along Kanone's smaller, pink member. Whimpering and curling his hands and feet, the poor feline shivers as the tenderness of Zxyans' rubbing stimulates him in ways he never thought were possible. As he drifted in the sea of pleasures from Zxyan, he felt his tail hole being poked by something soft, yet firming quickly. Slowly, it began to push into his anus, stretching it to conform as more was pushed in. Whimpering at the feeling from his anus, and the teasing, Kanone arched his back in the sudden feeling as Zxyan's member suddenly hilted within his anus, while at the same time, he felt his member suddenly embraced by the teasing hand as it squeezed softly over his length. Pausing for a quick breath as they came down from their sudden blissful feelings, Zxyan slowly pulled out only to push back in just as slowly. Moaning, Kanone felt his feeling of fullness slowly ebb and flow like the tides of the ocean as it was filled and emptied with a slow, teasing pace. Groaning, he leaned back against Zxyan as he felt his member being softly pumped by the hand that now embraced it, squeezing every so often, causing him to moan a little louder each time.
Time moved slowly as they continued, each becoming more desperate to release with the other as their members became extremely sensitive to what each was having done to the other, yet Zxyan kept them at a steady slow pace, wanting Kanone to experience a very satisfying end, as well as his own eventual outcome. Nuzzling into Kanone's neck lustfully, he gradually increased his pace as he felt he couldn't wait any longer, his member trembled within the tight confines of the other's ass. Kanone gasped as he felt his anus being fucked at an increasing rate, yet it was a smooth increase, pleasure causing him to gasp as he felt his pink member being given its own hand job by his customer. Leaning back into the nuzzling from behind, he suddenly thrust hard into Zxyan's hand as he fell into a pleasurable bliss like no other he had ever experienced in his life. Thick globs of his seed jetted out in a tall arc and falling to the floor not to far away, pooling there as his balls pumped more and more of his seed out his member. Zxyan gasped as he felt his member being clamped upon by the anus he had penetrated. Howling in utter pleasure, he came hard as he hilted himself inside the spasming anus with one final thrust. Hot, sticky wolf seed flowed in spurts into Kanone's ass, making his insides feel like he was on fire, the feeling alone caused him to spasm once again in orgasm, more of his own cum leaking weakly out of his spent member onto the hand that enveloped it.
Both spent to their extent for the night, Zxyan leaned back into the bed panting heavily from such an experience. It had been a long time since it ever felt that good. Feeling a shifting of weight on his own body, he looks down his chest to see Kanone lying down on top of his own body, his member still inside the other's anus, and slowly softening, retreating back into his sheath with a slurp as it finally pulled out from where it had penetrated. Sighing softly, Zxyan pulled Kanone into a warm embrace as he let his hand reach back to the other's familiar pink member to wipe off the cum that still leaked out as it retreated back as well. Kanone twitched softly within his embrace as the tender wiping over his wilted member and sheath brought a soft moan from him. Panting softly, Kanone nuzzled against Zxyan as he let the afterglow slowly melt away from him, hugging the other as he slowly slipped into the bliss of sleep. Sighing softly, Zxyan cuddled against the sleeping fur, as he finally felt the weariness slip over him, and the effects of the alcohol finally took him to sleep, curled around Kanone as they slept in each other's arms, both smiling in utter bliss.
Outside their room the celebrations continued well into the night, as howls, cries, and shouts of pleasure mingled with the steady beats and rhythms of the DJ's music...