Maerchentic Innocence
#3 of Maerchentic
"Maerchentic Innocence"
by K.M. Hirosaki ([email protected])
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story and all characters and places therein are copyright (c) 2004 K.M. Hirosaki.
This is the third installment of my 'Maerchentic' series. You risk severely affecting your potential enjoyment of this story if you have not read the previous installments, as they are highly important in being able to make sense of things, here. The stories can be found either at http://www.yiffstar.com or via my website at http://www.livejournal.com/users/kmhirosaki.
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If there was anything more pathetically stereotypical than having a crush on the cute foreign exchange student, then Tyler wanted to know what it was. It was bad enough needing to hide the fact that he had a silly spat of puppy love for what was historically one of the most unattainable types of people to want for, and the fact that the object of affections was another guy just helped hammer in the same.
The young mink was in his second year of study at university, and just coming to terms with his own sexuality had long precluded being able to come out to anyone else. Things were already awkward about it; he hoped that none of his friends noticed the sidelong glances at fellow students who caught his eye. Most of the time, he had been able to avoid it, or had at least been able to be furtive about it. But with this new guy suddenly on campus, Tyler was well and truly challenged to be subtle.
He was a linsang, this student-in-question. If Tyler had to guess, he would have figured him for a graduate student, going by the look of his age, but he didn't have the right air about him for it. Also, judging by how often the mink saw him in the campus coffee shop, he had far too much free time to be a grad student, as well. The other problem with the linsang always being in the coffee shop was that Tyler was always in the coffee shop, too.
In fact, they were both in the coffee shop right now. And, like he had been doing all week long, Tyler was staring at the linsang from a few tables over. His brain was running through a few fantasies--innocent fantasies, at least, about being able to share something like his first kiss with someone like that.
The linsang was lovely. His features were pretty, in a way, and he almost looked more like a tomboy in some respects than he looked like an actual male. The mink admired him for having that beautiful striped tail, that ran so long and fluid before joining up against his backside. When the mustelid's eyes reached the linsang's rear, he took a moment or so to stare, and then quickly looked away when he felt his ears and cheeks burning with a blush.
Aside from the tail, the rest of his body was equally fun to stare at. He dressed in a way that was sporty and fun, yet conservatively enough so that Tyler couldn't see the spots and patches of darker fur that he knew ran up along the linsang's sides. That was indeed a shame, though it did make trying to picture him naked a bit more interesting. Tyler bit the tip of his tongue at those thoughts; maybe being so prudish and undersexed for so long were finally taking its toll now that he'd accepted the reality that he was gay.
It didn't matter, though, the mink told himself. He could lust after Mr. Linsang from here until graduation and it wouldn't make a lick of difference. Besides, he'd been watching all week, seeing how the girls would gather at tables and gossip about him while tittering childishly. He was obviously a big hit with the ladies, and it was only a matter of time before one of them grabbed his eye and...
Tyler sighed. He hated the feeling of helplessness that came part and parcel with his sexuality. It was especially hard, being at such a young age, where both hormones and peer pressure just made him crave a partner even more. After his shy, distant gawking sessions, he'd invariably spend the next class period or so feeling really down on himself for being reduced to that level. Life was tough when even your fantasy world disappointed you.
For now, though, he got to stare up from his coffee and his notebooks every few minutes, when he was reasonably sure nobody was paying attention. And he could allow himself the fantasy while it lasted. It was better than nothing.
Unfortunately, things looked like they were going to head back to 'nothing' territory then. The linsang that he'd so busily been adoring began to gather up his things to leave. Tyler felt a twinge when he saw that, wanting to whimper inside as he watched as his only pleasant distraction was taken away from him. He tried to hide his face of disappointment behind his paper cup full of coffee, eyes looking out past the rim, not quite willing to give up that last glance.
Perhaps it was a stroke of luck that he didn't, too. The linsang tossed a few things into his bag, grabbed his jacket, and began to walk away, but he had left something behind on the chair next to him. It looked like a carrying case of some sort. Tyler eyed it for a moment, and then stood from his chair.
He felt rather silly, because it was merely a handful of seconds before he thought of how ridiculous this sort of thing was, but he didn't care. He didn't actually expect it to go anywhere, but he'd at least get a chance to have an excuse to make eye contact. Sure, it was sad, and he knew it, but he'd take what he could get.
With the plastic little case in hand, the young mink padded quickly after the departing linsang, his tail trailing behind himself in a blur of dark brown as he tried to catch up. "Excuse me!" he called out, trotting on the ends of his feet as he caught the linsang's attention and slowed down. "I... I think you forgot this!'
There was a flick of the tail as the linsang turned around to face Tyler. Oh, those eyes! He was even prettier up close! He seemed legitimately surprised at the reason for his being flagged down, but that mildly startled expression melted away into one of curiosity as he looked at the mink. Tyler chastised himself inwardly for the wishful thinking that the linsang might be checking him out, but then that gaze went on a second longer than necessary, and was capped off with a little smile, which made the young mink tingle with a blush.
The linsang's eyes then alighted on the little plastic box that Tyler held in his hands. "Oh, thank you!" he said, chirping with relief. The mink smiled at the miniature outburst-like reply. It was a bit exaggerated and effeminate--perhaps there really wasn't a need to think wishfully after all?
"H-here you go," the mink said, holding the case out. The linsang took it, and put it away into his shoulder bag. A few moments passed, and neither of the two young men moved; both of them just sort of stood there awkwardly, as if each were waiting for the other to say something.
"I'm Tyler, by the way." Smooth. Real smooth, that was. Now he needed to think of an excuse for why he bothered to introduce himself after just being polite. He couldn't, though, and then be began to frantically panic, run flush with embarrassment, and kick himself at the same time for being so stupid.
"Tyler," the linsang said back, testing the name out. "Do you know that you're the first student at this school to have had the courage or open-mindedness to say hello to the weird new foreign guy?" His voice had an accent to it that Tyler couldn't place, but his brain was spinning too fast, anyway, at the elation of such kind words! Everything seemed so hackneyed, and so fake, but here it was--happening!
It wasn't the time to be overexcited, though. Not yet. "R-really? Aw, I was just being nice, y'know?" the mustelid replied, reaching up to rub the back of his head a few times.
The linsang shook his head and clucked his tongue. "Doesn't change that you were still first," he said, smiling a smile that Tyler's heart wanted to believe was only for him. Damn, he felt like such a sap, but the thumping in his chest made everything okay. "Say," the linsang continued, his bright smile showing bright teeth, "you seem like a nice and outgoing young fellow. Maybe you can help me make friends here!"
Oh, it was so unreal! An actual conversation with a stupid crush! If the mink's eyes weren't positively glowing and sparkling right then, then--oh, there was just so much to consider! "Oh, I dunno," Tyler replied shyly. "I mean, I'm just..."
"Oh, nonsense!" the linsang said to cut him off, clapping a hand on the mink's shoulder, making him stand bolt upright--physical contact! Tyler's tail could barely keep still. "You can be my first friend here! How's that?"
Tyler swallowed the lump in his throat, and nodded. "Sure!" he squeaked, sounding ten years younger for a second. "I think that that's a..."
"Take me to a party!" the linsang suddenly interjected again. Tyler flinched back in shock from both the exuberance with which he spoke as well as the words themselves. "It's the weekend in a few hours, right? Some of your friends must be having a party!"
The mink's mind raced again. Surely, he wasn't being hit on, was he? The foreign guy just wanted to have someone to help him get to know people so that he'd fit in better... right? "Yeah, I... guess so. I suppose." He wished for all the world that he wasn't so flustered and so dopey.
"Here," the linsang said, clicking his tongue again as he fished a pen out of his pocket. He ripped a scrap of paper out of his shoulder bag, and scrawled something on it. "This is my number. Call me tonight after you're done with class, and we can see about partying together, okay?" Then, with what might have been a wink (but was probably just a blink, Tyler told himself), the linsang turned around and headed for campus proper again.
Tyler stood there for a few moments, just watching in stunned amazement from what had just happened. He yipped a little and hopped onto his toes when the linsang suddenly spun back around and called out, "By the way, my name's Auringer! But you can just call me Auri, okay?"
"This is not a date. This is not a date." Tyler had told himself that all afternoon as he got himself worked up and done up while waiting for this party. Auri had been right, of course, about a party being easy enough to find. The hard part was not thinking too much of it.
Tyler's hope had been that nothing would seem odd about his showing up and hanging out with Auri. And that seemed to be the case; everyone looked like they were taking it as the mink just being a generally nice fellow and helping the new guy meet some folks. And since Auri was 'the new guy,' Tyler didn't think that any of his friends found it weird that he'd be spending so much time with him, since he'd been the one to invite the linsang in the first place.
Auri, for his part, looked like he was having a good time. He was so well mannered and polite when speaking to everyone, and the mink's friends seemed to treat him nicely enough in return. Sure, he was kind of strange, but that was to be expected. When he wasn't interacting with the linsang directly, Tyler paid close attention to his movements and mannerisms. He definitely seemed a bit on the... 'swishy' side, but the mink still wasn't going to let himself be convinced just yet.
Moreover, Tyler kept trying to tell himself, there wasn't actually any reason to assume that anything would matter even if Auri did turn out to be gay. There might have been signs, but how much of that was just the mink reading into things too much? He didn't have any real experience to go by, here, and he was left confused and at a loss with his faint hopes.
Every time he started to feel really awful and lonely, though, it seemed like Auri would look up from what he was doing, and head back on over to him. It was like the linsang had a supernatural sense of when he was feeling down. He knew that it was silly to think that, but it was comforting nonetheless. The end result was that his night steadily kept getting better and better, and while Auri seemed to get along well with Tyler's friends, the two of them seemed to just click so well.
"You're not drinking," Auri noted, after a few hours had passed. The linsang himself had been drinking, albeit slowly, but the mink had abstained. He was too afraid of making a fool of himself.
"Yeah, I know," Tyler said, trying to think of something on the fly that sounded believable. "I sorta drank a bit too much last weekend, and my stomach's not too happy with the idea of more just yet." He was a skinny guy. Auri would probably buy it.
The linsang patted him on the shoulder, again making Tyler wonder hopefully. "Sure you don't want just one?" Auri asked. "You seem a bit tense."
Tyler shook his head, and flashed a friendly smile back at Auri's face with all the courage he could muster. "Ah, I'm fine," the mink said. "I kinda wish they had some soda here or something, but it's no big."
Auri nodded. "Okay. You're cuter when you're not nervous, though," he said.
Startled at that, Tyler quickly looked around the room to make sure that none of his friends had heard it. The music was a bit loud, and so it seemed like the comment went unnoticed. The mink's heart pounded with embarrassment, fear, and excitement all at the same time. "Although the look on your face right now is quite cherishable," the linsang added, winking.
There was no doubting or denying anymore. Auri was definitely making a pass at him. Tyler might be a prude, but he knew that much. He tried stammering something out, but Auri silenced him with a fingertip to the lips. "Let's go and try and track you down that soda for you, shall we?"
The linsang's hazel eyes were suddenly the most inviting sight that Tyler had ever seen. He felt like his arm was moving of its own accord as he reached out to brush a few fingers over Auri's wrist, and then he just nodded, silently. The mink followed the linsang's lead out of the room, trying so hard not to giggle at himself at what was going on.
They got out into the dormitory hallway. It was empty. Auri didn't stop, though, and continued to walk. The mink steadily followed, staying just a few steps behind. When they made it past a few more doors without either of them saying anything, Tyler finally spoke up.
"Are... are we really going to find ourselves a soda machine?" he asked, wringing his hands together in nervousness.
"Oh course!" Auri said, looking back over his shoulder, not missing a step. "I'll even buy it for you." His striped tail flicked sharply to the side after he said that, as if it were a waving flag for Tyler's heart to begin beating faster.
A soda machine was found easily enough in the lobby of the dorm. And, sure enough, Auri got out his wallet and purchased the mink a beverage, inelegant as it was. Tyler took it gratefully, and even though his shyness was overwhelming, he made sure to keep eye contact with those beautiful hazel eyes.
There was an awkward silence as they both stood there, Tyler drinking his soda, hovering in front of the machine. Auri was watching him without staring at him, and the mink felt relaxed, but something still nagged at his mind. He took another long sip, wetting his throat before speaking. "How did you know?" he asked.
Auri looked a bit taken aback, but he smiled. "Just a hunch," he replied, before taking another step closer. "Besides, I figured you were cute enough to be worth the risk," he added, voice much quieter.
Tyler paced a little, finishing off the rest of his drink. He clasped his hands behind himself and stretched along his long back. "Um, Auri? Do you mind... not going back to the party, and just coming back with me to my room?" He blinked after he said that, and quickly added, "Not like that, I mean! I just... I want..."
Again, the linsang silenced him with a finger to the lip. "You don't need to over-explain, hon," he said, smiling. "I wouldn't mind at all." He got a soda for himself out of the machine, and Tyler, rather giddily, led the way.
The walk to Tyler's own room was short enough. Campus wasn't too large, and he was walking rather in a hurry. The mink spent most of the walk explaining to Auri how his friends back at the party didn't know about his interest in guys, guessing that the linsang didn't quite understand a desire for secrecy. Besides, time with Auri was time better spent than time watching everyone else drink.
"So, then, your friends don't know that you like me?" Auri asked, as they arrived at the door to Tyler's room. "That's what's making you nervous?"
Tyler opened the door and let Auri in behind him. "I think so," he said. "Also, I think you're..."
When Tyler closed the door behind himself, he turned around to see Auri standing right there in his face. There was half a second's time for the mink to see what was coming as the linsang stared back into his eyes affectionately and leaned forward, bringing their lips together. A soft squeak was all the reaction that Tyler was afforded before he felt that warm, soft touch, and then, with a feeling of warmth radiating from his lips inward, he relaxed and melted.
His ears caught the sound of Auri's humming, which sounded blissfully happy. Tyler understood why almost immediately. So this was kissing. Finally, he knew what it felt like. He hadn't really ever imagined that kissing actually felt tingly or electrical like he'd hear in exaggerated accounts of the experience, but it actually did! The mink could feel his own throat vibrating from the sensations pouring down through his flesh, emanating from the contact point of their lips. Like magic, it was like everything just felt warmer somehow. It was pure exhilaration.
The kiss felt too incredible. Tyler didn't want it to end. Even knowing that he might send the wrong impression of himself to Auri, the mink set his hands at the linsang's hips, and pressed closer. He felt the press of tongue at his lips, and he parted them, letting it slide into his mouth and play with his own. A moan escaped him, reverberating back into the linsang's muzzle. Auri's hands grabbed at his lower back in return and held him closer.
Tyler only broke the kiss when Auri suddenly grabbed his longer fingers at the mustelid's rear. It made him yip in surprise, and he pulled back away from the kiss on instinct. He could feel himself flushing up again, but even so, it wasn't enough to replace the warm sensation of the linsang's kiss. Already, he missed it greatly. "I'm sorry," Tyler whispered, staring back into Auri's eyes. "Just caught me off guard. I'm okay."
Without another word, Auri pulled the mink back into another kiss, running one of his hands across the chocolate-colored fur of his cheek. Even the touch of the linsang's fingers felt like it was making his fur stand on end, and he craved the sensation already, nuzzling at that hand. Finally, after years of conflicting feelings and emotions that didn't make sense, his biggest fantasy was coming true, and it was better than he ever imagined. He couldn't let it go. It was like a drug.
Auri kept his arms around Tyler's body and started to shuffle over toward the mink's bed. Tyler noticed this, but he dared not break away from the linsang. His head and neck turned and twisted as he tried to keep the kiss as full on as he could, loving the feel of tongues exploring back and forth. The linsang sat down, and suddenly there was a lap for Tyler to fall into. He slid down into it comfortably, hooking his arms over Auri's shoulders, holding him so tightly. Something in the back of his mind told him that his entire world would end if he turned back.
Suddenly, Tyler let out an airy moan. He didn't even know why at first, but after a second, he figured it out--somewhere during the passionate kissing, the mink had gotten very, very hard, and Auri's fingers had slid down and found his erection. So many emotions shot through his mind at that instant, feeling as if they were shooting through his body itself, stringing together endlessly into one. This was the first intimate touch from another he'd ever felt, and it was amazing, but this was someone he had just met today, and not someone special, and yet he was someone special in a totally different way, and what if he came too early, and Auri didn't understand, and...
And that train of thought suddenly came to a crashing halt as he felt a renewing sense of peace coming over him. He pulled away from the kiss again, and looked into the linsang's face, which in turn was smiling back reassuringly. "Don't stop?" the mink uttered quietly, making the request into a question.
Auri said nothing. Those slim fingers of his just went for the catch of the mink's button and zipper, and with an acute skill, managed his pants open easily. Tyler gasped, feeling excited and nervous, and leaned back so that the linsang had more room. Auri's hand dipped down and pulled down the front of the mink's boxers. Forcing his eyes to stay open, Tyler watched as the linsang's fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft, and began to stroke.
Pure bliss wrapped itself around Tyler's senses. Even though he knew that it must have just been his imagination, it felt like Auri's hand was twice as warm as flesh should be. He didn't care that his mind was getting away with itself, though, because it just felt so good! "Oh... oh, Auri... Auri..." Each time that Tyler spoke the linsang's name, he felt the strokes of that hand on his stiff cock get firmer and faster. His jaw dropped open, but before he could make a sound, he heard a gasp come from Auri, instead.
"Oh, my!" the linsang chirped in surprise, staring hard at Tyler's face. The mink looked back, feeling very anxious at that very unexpected reaction. Auri learned closer, and caressed his cheek more firmly. "You... there's something special about you," he said, as if he were inspecting an item of some collection. "What is it, though?"
Tyler shivered, and began to squirm a little in the linsang's lap. "Auri, what's wrong?" he asked, panicked. Before he could get away, though, his struggling was stilled by a kiss to the cheek from Auri. The linsang's lips lingered there, and then began to move. He sort of snuffled again the mink's face, and kissed and licked as if he were tasting it.
"Oh, nothing's wrong at all," Auri whispered, sounding reverent. "I just finally realized what it is about you, Tyler." His arms held the mink tightly, and he started to try to twist around and lay the mustelid down onto his back.
Looking back up into Auri's face, Tyler couldn't bring himself to refuse. His desire far outweighed his fears. And the fact that he might come across as 'easy' or 'slutty' didn't even figure into his decision. He needed this so badly. He needed Auri to have him.
Auri pulled Tyler's arms up. The mink wriggled and helped the linsang to pull his shirt off, before lifting his feet and rump to help strip his pants off as well. Then, slowly, the linsang peeled off his boxers, leaving the young mink totally naked on his bed. One of Auri's hands rode up Tyler's front, from his hip, over his stomach, and up along his chest. The linsang's claws then dragged bluntly back down through his fur as the mink lay there, panting.
"Yes, that's what it is, definitely!" Auri said, hurriedly taking his own shirt off and dropping it off of the bed, letting Tyler see those spots of fur that he'd tried to envision dozens of times before. He lowered himself so that his bare chest was pressed against Tyler's, and the bulge in the fabric of his pants ground down gently against the mink's exposed hard-on. Tyler arched upward, desperate for contact and stimulation, groaning quietly. Auri brought his snout up to the mink's cheek again, nuzzling it tenderly while his hands roamed up and down the mustelid's slinky sides. "Oh, Tyler, you have no idea what this is like for me!"
Tyler didn't have an idea; it was true. At the moment, he only knew how things were for himself, and they were beyond incredible. Auri's face and hands explored him like he was an old lover that he had known for years and years, who knew every square inch of his body intimately. Tyler could hear that the linsang was taking in heavy breaths through his nose as he poked his snout at the mink's jaw line and throat. Those whiskers tickled, and Tyler would have giggled if it weren't for the raspy, airy breaths caused by the caress of Auri's hands all down along his body.
Auri lifted the upper half of his body back up, and when he looked down into Tyler's face, his eyes were suddenly a different color. Even in the partial darkness of the dimly lit room, Tyler could see that the linsang's eyes were a bizarre blue color that looked to be glowing faintly. He didn't care for the reason, though. All he cared about right now was that Auri was making him feel better than anyone else ever had--Auri was making him feel better than he'd ever felt in his entire life. "Tyler, you're incredible!" the linsang purred. The mink was a bit confused at those words; he hadn't even actually done anything yet, really, to be considered 'incredible' in his own opinion. But the linsang continued. "Do you even know what you feel like to me right now? Oh, it's just beyond words..."
There was a wave of confusion washing over Tyler's mind that was cut short when Auri suddenly darted down, enveloping the tip of the mink's shaft with his lips and tongue. He let out a little cry of pathetic pleasure as his body seized and arched along his spine, watching fixatedly as the linsang began to suck on him. Nothing in his fantasies could have prepared him for the experience of the real thing, and he whined through his happiness as Auri pleasured him with his muzzle.
His world paradoxically seemed to slow down and speed up all at the same time. It was as if the vision of the room spinning around him was lagged in his brain, somehow, while the sensations of the warm, wet mouth around his cock felt sped up unfairly. He wanted to lose control, and just force himself over the edge in order to feel that ultimate pleasure caused by someone else, but just when he thought it, Auri pulled off.
"Oh, Tyler! You're like glass! I can hear it and taste it coming off of you. So perfect and flawless." The linsang licked his teeth and crawled forward some more, in order to kiss the mink on the chin. Tyler wanted to whine, at first, when his shaft was left cold and unattended like that, but everything else about Auri's touch made it all better. His voice drifted back into his ears. "So perfect and flawless," the linsang repeated. "Like a fresh pane of glass."
Tyler could see, now, with Auri's face so close to his own again: the linsang's ethereal eyes were pooling with tears at the bottom. And his voice dripped with a sort of bittersweet quality as he cradled the mink's face. "It's like a field of freshly fallen snow. Do you know what I mean, Tyler? That's what you taste like. God, it's just perfect, and I... I..."
The tears fell from the sides of Auri's muzzle, one by one, dropping onto the soft fur of Tyler's cheeks. Where they touched, the mink's skin felt warm and pleasured, like somehow he was receiving an invisible, sensual massage. It scared him. Here was this young man, obviously something 'other,' and he was crying. Was this just some strange melodrama played out for his benefit? Was this even maybe just a dream? He had no way to know. But Tyler needed to give himself up. He had come too far to stop himself.
"Oh, please," the mink whimpered. "Auri, I want you so badly." His words carried his truest emotions at that moment. It was almost like he was in pain, waiting on the cusp of something that he knew would be amazing.
Auri closed his eyes and clenched off the last of those slow-running tears. "Such delicious truth to those words," he said adoringly, giving the mink a happy smile as he sniffled once. He started to work himself out of his tight pants, and Tyler watched with a surreal sense of anticipation.
The linsang's shaft was long, but it was thinner than the mink's own. It looked fragile, like the glass that Auri kept mentioning. Before the linsang got his pants off, he reached into his back pocket, and pulled out a tiny packet that Tyler couldn't identify. Auri kept it in his hand as he wormed out of his pants legs, and then he tore it open.
The faint light in the room glimmered off of whatever it was that was coming out of that packet, squeezed out onto Auri's fingertips. When the linsang brought his hand down to his shaft, the mink finally recognized it for what it was: lube. Auri stroked himself slowly a few times, working his pretty cock up with a slippery sheen, and followed it up by placing another tiny dab onto a fingertip before rubbing it gently at the little hole beneath the mink's dangling scrotum.
Tyler gasped and then held his breath as his pulse began to race. This was really it. This was really going to happen, right here, right now. He bravely reached an arm up for Auri, and the linsang took it, pulling himself down atop the mink's body. Tyler could feel the slightly taller linsang trying to position himself as he hunched over him. Their eyes met again, and despite the otherworldliness of the linsang's glowing irises, Tyler felt so at peace with things, even though he knew that something incomprehensible was happening.
There were more tears now, strong than before. "Just one more time, Tyler," Auri whispered to him with both sadness and urgency. "I need to taste your splendid innocence one last time." Before Tyler could react or protest, Auri had their muzzles locked together in a deep passionate kiss. The mink returned it gladly, the linsang's moans mixing and joining with his own. There was the sudden rush of pleasure again as Auri's fingers tugged up at the end of his shaft, serving as a partial distraction when the linsang sharply pushed into him.
The mink's next moan was whimpered and loud, but still not as loud as Auri's. The linsang sounded almost in pain, which Tyler thought felt a little backwards. With a deep breath taken in through his nostrils, Tyler spread his legs further apart, letting Auri fill him with his slippery member with a few fluid thrusts. The linsang's shaft wasn't thick enough to spread his virgin rear to the point of causing pain, but it was long enough that it felt like it was tickling at all of the right places inside of him that he never knew he had.
A heavy chill descended upon the room, as if all of the heat were slowly being drawn out of it. The kiss of cool air on the mink's hot body made him shiver from both cold and pleasure. Auri's lean body arched over his, and droplets of sweat and tears condensed off of his whiskers. The fingers around Tyler's shaft slid up and down, still slick from lube, while the linsang moved his hips back and forth, claiming the young mink's virginity. As Tyler felt the sensation of Auri's length smoothly sliding in and out him, he felt also a bizarre warmth spill all through his body, fighting off the sudden rush of cold from the air.
Auri murmured under his breath as his snout rested against Tyler's neck. "Footprints in the snow. Cracks in the glass." That same stream of babble kept coming, and Tyler didn't understand any of it. In his mind, the words carried no meaning, like they were nothing but sound, both beautiful and agonizing. The linsang kept thrusting, his pace even and careful, as if he somehow knew the limits to which the mink's body would go. There was a sudden sharp upturn at the end of the next thrust, making Tyler squeak from the force of Auri's hips smacking up against his rear, and then the slower rhythm took back over again.
Tyler wrapped his arms up around Auri's shoulders and held on for dear life. He moaned wordlessly, his voice taking on a higher and higher pitch each time the linsang entered him fully. There was so much stimulation, so much pleasure, and so much warmth. Finally, it was too much, and with a cry of delight, the mink's sinewy body writhed and jerked, his passage clenching down around Auri's shaft while his own pulsed hard, getting the fur on the linsang's stomach and hand sticky and matted.
As the feeling of his first orgasm shared with another pierced Tyler's consciousness, Auri immediately burst out into a wailing, shrieking mess of sobs. He knew that they must have been the result of happiness, but it was still the saddest sound that Tyler had ever heard. It made him cling and hug onto Auri even tighter still, wishing and hoping that it would somehow comfort the linsang. In turn, Auri buried his tear-wet face into the crook of the mink's neck.
The linsang stopped thrusting, and began to just grind his hips hard against the curves of Tyler's rear. The mink could feel that Auri was still hard and unspent inside of him, and he must have been desperate for release. There was a soft nip at the side of his throat before Auri leaned back up, breaking the mink's embrace and holding himself up by his hands. Matted lines of fur showed where the run of his tears had been on his now awestruck face. As before, the linsang cupped a hand at Tyler's cheek. "Gave... You gave this to me. Given, not taken," he said to the mink.
"I don't understand," Tyler whispered back, feeling in his own voice that he, too, was on the verge of tears. He didn't understand why.
Auri just shook his head. "Don't you worry, little one," he said, and Tyler felt himself blushing at the term of endearment. "Let's just both enjoy this." The linsang pulled himself out, and put his hands onto Tyler's hips, attempting to shift them. The mink got the hint, and he rolled himself onto his stomach.
"Here," Auri said, pulling Tyler's hips up, bringing the mink into a position where his rump was slightly raised. The linsang leaned down over the mink's back, pressing against his spine, and took one of those stubby ears between his teeth as his shaft began to sink back inside. Tyler whimpered titillation at the feeling the different angle gave, the length of Auri's cock causing entirely different sensations now. The linsang's teeth tugged at his ear before releasing it, and the smooth thrusting began anew.
The tip of Auri's shaft pressed at and tickled Tyler's prostate, making him wriggle beneath the linsang's body as he was worked back to hardness. With each movement of Auri's hips, the linsang's breathing, tinged with sadness, faded away into wonderment. His hands wandered along the mink's underside, brushing through the fur on his stomach and chest, seeking out and finding one of his nipples. The soft pinching made Tyler arch along his spine, causing his backside to lift and press back up against Auri's hips.
Suddenly, Auri's head darted back down, and he clamped his jaw down hard at the side of Tyler's neck from behind, like a vampire. The linsang's lips were sheathing his teeth, preventing him from biting into the mink's skin, and Tyler could tell that Auri was struggling to hold back on his act of dominance. Hot breath and a tense whine escaped the seal of those lips as the linsang stopped thrusting, emptying himself into the mink's body. Tyler felt a prickling run through his body, like a pulsing electrical shock, and he collapsed down onto his mattress with Auri on top of him.
Auri let go of the mink's neck and started to pant and rasp. Tyler bit down onto his pillow and squirmed, bearing back against the still-hard shaft inside of him while he wriggled down against his bed sheets, trying to trigger his second orgasm. It took a few moments of grinding against the fabric, but he soon came again, soaking his sheets and his fur.
He was faintly aware of Auri murmuring to himself under his breath as he drifted off to a blissful sleep.
Tyler snapped back awake with the morning, and immediately panicked. He rolled over, and saw Auri lying there, still. So, it hadn't been a dream, after all. He smiled to himself.
At first, he assumed that the linsang was sleeping, judging by the way he was partially curled up. But after a few moments of listening, he could hear that Auri's breathing was too pressured and heated for him to possibly be asleep. It sounded like he was still experiencing a post-orgasmic rush of pleasure. Tyler tapped a few fingers on his shoulder.
Auri turned around and looked at him. His eyes were back to hazel, again, was the first thing that Tyler noticed. "Even your dreams were lovely, you pretty thing," the linsang said, petting the length of the mink's snout once. Tyler fudged a smile; he couldn't remember what he had dreamed about.
They looked back into each other's eyes for what must have been a couple of minutes before the burning question in Tyler's mind finally escaped his lips. "Auri... what are you?"
The linsang closed his eyes as a solemn expression washed over his face. "I can't tell you. It's better if you don't know."
Tyler suddenly felt a heavy pang in his chest. He knew where this was going. As if on cue, Auri opened his eyes back up, and touched his finger to the mink's lips like he did before. "Don't be sad. I couldn't bear to taste your sadness in the wake of your happiness."
"You keep saying things like that," Tyler asked, gently pulling Auri's hand down away from his mouth. "You say it like I should have any idea of what you're talking about."
Auri shook his head, and clicked his tongue once. "I'm sorry," he said. "I've been... this way for a long time. It's hard to remember what it was like, being otherwise--being like you."
Tyler's mouth opened again to ask another question, but Auri spoke first. "I know what you're going to ask," he said. "But I can't tell you that, either. And you have no idea how much it hurts me that that's the case."
The linsang paused a moment while the mink was silent, and then he went on. "It hurts me. I haven't been able to say that in the longest time. Probably longer than it's been since I felt the way I felt last night with you."
Nothing was making sense. Tyler wanted to cry, but he held back. "I'm never going to see you again, am I?" he said.
Auri nodded lightly. "No," he answered. "You don't deserve the danger I'd bring." Tyler felt the tears begin then.
"Listen," Auri said, holding the mink by the shoulder. "There's a difference between gratification and enjoyment... between doing what one has to do and what one wants to do. Last night, for me, was like... like gluttony. I could have stopped myself, but I didn't, because I didn't want to.
"Innocence... that's something that I'd forgotten the taste and feel of, Tyler. I won't soon forget it again." There was a hint of a smile on Auri's face, but it didn't win out against the solemnity
Tyler went to interject. "But I wanted you to!" he choked out. "I..."
"Shhh," Auri hushed, stroking the mink's cheek affectionately--almost lovingly. "I know you did. And believe me that I don't take it for granted." He closed his eyes. "But you deserve to be able to give your innocence to someone better than me." When his eyes opened again, they were back to the radiant blue from the night before.
"What's going to happen now?" Tyler asked, staring back into those eyes. "I'm scared."
Auri ran his fingers up to the mink's temples, and pressed in softly, letting a warm feeling pass through his body. "You won't be," the linsang whispered, and those were the last words that the mink heard before he felt the sudden compulsion to sleep come over him.
When Tyler woke up, he found his cheeks damp from tears, and wondered what possible reason he could have had for crying.