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Friendly Beans

For Mega-Anubis12

By Draconicon

Arch tended to spend time that wasn't under some of his fellow mercs in the large parlor of the castle that they all lived in. The great entrance hall tended to serve that purpose, the mercenaries having filled it out with various bits of furniture, cushions, and more to ensure that they were all fairly comfortable. The general rule was that if someone was spending time there, they were open to the attention of someone else.

Of course, that attention usually came in the form of idle chatter over tea or something stronger, but there was the possibility of it turning in a different direction. Arch tended to avoid that in public...usually.

The hyena was just starting to get into the depths of a good book - one focused more on the strategy of war than his usual proclivities - when the castle door opened. Such wasn't an uncommon occurrence. Men were coming and going at all hours of the day, and the practice yard outside was regularly put to use. It wasn't enough to actually deter him from reading his book, and he merely braced the pages with a finger to avoid the slow puff and push of the wind that came through the crack.

Just as he was about to let them loose, however, someone poked him from behind. Arch whipped his head around, caught sight of a flicker of fur moving past -

"Ah!"

And then felt something firm on his thigh. He turned around to find a certain lean skunk looming over him, the other male's striped tail twitching back and forth in amusement.

"You keep that up, and someone's going to sneak up on you and do something far more serious than this."

"Yeah? Well, I'm not likely to be reading in the field, am I?"

"You might be. You're irresponsible enough."

"Oh, please. I'm plenty responsible."

"Says the hyena four days behind on his chores."

"They'll be done. Half of them already are."

"Yeah, sure, by other people."

The skunk, who went by the name of Darren, sat down on the other side of the broad couch that Arch had taken for himself. Despite his intentions to study, Arch put his book aside, crossing his arms over his middle as his fellow soldier got comfortable, legs outstretched and leather boots -

Well, the leather boots were pushing rather firmly into a rather tender part, and he blushed a bit as Darren turned his foot ever so slightly. The boot tip ground right against his thigh, going up further, further, further until they touched the bulge of his balls through his trousers.

"Um...that's a little..."

"Mmm, don't worry. Nobody's coming back in for a while. One of the Master Sergeants just dispatched most of the squads to handle something serious."

"How serious?"

"Nothing that you need to worry about. Not at your rank."

"Hey..."

He couldn't be too upset when the boot was creeping further up, working past his sac and slowly rubbing at the base of his sheath through his trousers. He looked over his shoulders, making sure that the castle doors were firmly closed, then leaned over the back of the couch to look towards the connecting hall. Nobody could be seen, but that didn't mean -

"Mmmph..."

"Now, now. Keep your eyes on me."

"You tease."

"Oh, it'll be more than a tease if you're not careful."

"Heh...but what if I want more than a tease?"

"Then you better be attentive. You're the one that's been warned about 'fraternizing,' not me."

True enough. Arch had been caught under the feet of a few other members of their little group before, and he'd always been the one to catch trouble from the superior officers as a result. Fraternizing wasn't illegal between the soldiers, but it wasn't exactly encouraged, either. If he was spotted, then he would be the one to be in trouble, not Darren.

At the same time, common sense was rapidly going right out the window as those boots teased him. He knew what would come next. Those paws would come out, he'd catch their scent, and he'd be all but helpless. It happened every single time, and he never regretted it.

"I guess I'll just have to practice my awareness, then."

"Ha. Well, if you insist...let's see if you can pay attention to anything but my paws once they're loose."

Adjusting his position, the skunk laid his heels against Arch's chest, the boots swaying side to side. The command was silent but clear: take them off. He feigned some disdain, rolling his eyes and acting as if he wasn't as excited as he was to do this very thing. A few quick tugs at the bindings near the top loosened them, and he tugged them down one by one, yanking them off together at the last second.

Revealed at last were a wonderful pair of skunk paws. Black-furred on top, they were slightly different to the average skunk. The pads along the toes and the ball of the foot were all that were to be seen, the skunk having paws like his, raised and pointed rather than flat to the floor as some species might have had. Darren wiggled his toes, curling them, and the soft scent of musk with the faintest hint of sweat poured off them, catching his nose like a hook and making him want to bend down.

"Ah ah," Darren said. "I didn't say that you were allowed just yet."

"Oh, you merciless tease," Arch said with a laugh.

"You know you love it. Go on. Tell me how much you love skunk paws."

"Is this your new thing?"

"Well, if you don't love them, back in the boots they go."

"Cruel!"

He groaned, laughing despite himself as he shook his head. The smell drew him forward, making him more honest than he might have otherwise been. Certainly, his body was quite honest, his shaft rising in his trousers, getting stiffer with each breath and each glance at the bottom of such fine paws.

"I want them, Darren. I really do."

"Mmm, I would wager so, but where do you want them?"

"Where?"

"Shall I step on you, little foot-lover? Shall I grind you down beneath them? Perhaps I should smother your face, drown you in the soft musk of skunk paws? Or perhaps..."

The skunk's toes pushed right between the hyena's legs again, leaving him groaning under his breath. His shaft throbbed, leaving a little dark stain in his leathers.

"Ah, we seem to have found what you want. Take it out, Archie."

"It's...Arch..."

"It's Archie right now. Take it out."

The hyena couldn't help himself. The risk of being seen notwithstanding, it was rare that someone would take it past just making him worship their paws rather than giving him something in return. He dragged his trousers down to just under his balls, exposing his shaft, sheath, and sac, and -

"Mmmph!"

He gasped as the skunk spread his toes, trapping the hyena's shaft between them as he started jerking hard and fast, bouncing his paw up and down and stroking him as furiously as one might have done by hand. Darren scooted yet closer, bringing his other paw further up, his toes meeting and then curling around the hyena's nose.

"That's it. Breathe it in, Archie. Remember where you belong."

Each breath coincided with a good, firm stroke down below, driving him further and further down that path of need. The slightly rough texture of the paw pads mixed with the perfectly soft stroke of the fur on his toes. Pump, pump, pump went those paws, milking his shaft. Soon, he was dripping pre-cum, and then more, and more, leaving him whimpering and moaning. His hips twitched, but by now, Darren was on his thighs, pinning him down, doing all the work for him.

"Ah ah. Stay down, Archie."

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

"Getting close, I bet."

"Nnnngh...mmm-hmmm..."

"Going to cum all over my paws, are we? Coat them all over with that nasty little hyena load?"

As soon as he had that mental image in his head, there was no way that he could keep it from happening. Arch moaned, his jaws clenching tight. His hips twitched, trying to thrust against those stroking toes, and then -

"Mmmph!"

He went over the edge as Darren squeezed his shaft between his toes once more. His pinned shaft started spasming, twitching, spurting all over the skunk's pads, all over the toes, into the spaces between them. Darren chuckled, the skunk pulling his paws back, even going so far as to hold them up to be painted.

It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough to leave Arch drained as could be. He flopped back against the couch, sucking air, and the skunk chuckled as he should his head.

"Good boy, Archie. My good boy, Archie."

"Mmmph...you..."

"You love it."

"Nnngh..."

"I'm going to get cleaned. You might want to put your pants back on."

"In a...in a minute..."

"Heh..."

Arch groaned as the skunk got up, knowing that he was going to pass out from the happy pleasure if he didn't do something in a minute. Not that he cared. Far as he was concerned, that had been eminently worth it.

The End

Summary: Arch, a hyena mercenary, has a little fun with a skunk friend.

Tags: M/M, Foot Fetish, Hyena, Skunk, Footjob, Teasing, Boot, Orgasm, Cum, Musk, Helpless, Teasing,