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This story was written for Aaronblackfox as their Patreon commission reward for February 2020. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults in a public place. :3

A Gift That Cannot Wait

When Renamon offered to take Aaron out for the day on his birthday, he leapt at the opportunity. As fun as a big party spent surrounded by tonnes of his friends could have been in a different situation, the black furred vulpine was both really excited and really, genuinely touched that Renamon wanted to spend some one on one time with him on that particular day. Thus, at 9am on the fox's special day, he beamed as he heard the buzzer of his apartment door sound, and rushed to answer it with a grin even more giddy than he had been in anticipation from the very moment he woke up.

Hand in hand, the fox blushing constantly and Renamon just smiling that ever so subtle but wonderfully vibrant smile of hers, they walked out of Aaron's apartment barely five minutes later. They left his apartment building without speaking a single word to one another beyond their initial greetings, but the silence was warm and playful, as was the hand grasping Aaron's own. Together they walked down the block which the fox called home, round the corner, and down another road heading towards the city centre. The walk was more than a mile overall, but Renamon showed no signs of wanting them to take public transport or a taxi, and Aaron was just way too content in the digimon's presence to even think about suggesting any alternate methods for their travel.

It must have been fifteen minutes later when Renamon first spoke, her voice gentle but still ringing with self-assuredness and strength both internal and external in equal measure.

"It's warm today, isn't it?"

Without waiting for a response, she slipped her hand out of Aaron's own and as casually as anything, like it was the most natural and acceptable thing in the world, she started to unbutton her shirt. Aaron's eyes widened and he opened his muzzle, but only a soft croaking groan escaped as his friend unfastened her shirt in its entirety, slipped the garment off her arms, and handed it to Aaron with a warm, sincere smile that betrayed not the slightest hint of the playfulness which twinkled in her eyes. A moment later she reached out her hand again, and while still walking, not allowing Aaron the time to stop by the simple fact that she clearly wasn't going to, extended her hand for him to take once again as she continued to pad down the street in just her bra.

About five minutes later, Aaron still glancing around nervously, crimson cheeked and with a slight tenting of his jeans already visible despite his best efforts, while Renamon just kept on walking. People passed them on the pavement and in cars upon the road, but while some of them looked over at Renamon, Aaron was surprised by how comparably mild their reactions were to her state of dress. He wasn't a prude. Far from it. But, maybe he had always possessed an inflated idea of just how prudish the rest of the world was in comparison to his own more open-minded and accepting, wholly body-positive leanings. Maybe what he was seeing as a big deal was more coloured by his overall attraction to Renamon than he had previously realised. Glancing at the shirt slung over his left shoulder, Aaron took a deep breath and told himself not to worry about it and just enjoy their day out together. His burgeoning attempts to do so however were somewhat curtailed by feeling Renamon slip her hand free from his once again. The fox's eyes turned right towards the digimon, and he uttered a strained, helpless yelp as he saw her removing her bra, then holding it out in front of him for Aaron to take.

"Rena... what are you doing?"

He gurgled helplessly, unable to restrain his confusion, his curiosity, his embarrassment and his desire as they all boiled together in one mass of heart-pounding adrenaline. The digimon just smiled at him once again, the playfulness reaching the corners of her lips as well as her eyes this time, and shrugged non-committally.

"Nothing. Why? Is something wrong?"

She grinned toothily, daring him to ask specifically. To mention the fact that she was now standing topless before him, her fluffy ruff of snowy white fur reaching down between her firm breasts yet still somehow accentuating their shape, and allowing the rosy nipples poking up through their soft fur to stand out all the more boldly. No matter how obvious her temptation might have been though, Aaron still couldn't bring himself to speak those words aloud. Partly his embarrassment came from the fear that speaking of it would make others notice, and realise that what Renamon was doing really wasn't appropriate, causing her to get in trouble. Stronger still though was the fear that if he spoke of it then Renamon herself might somehow become self-conscious. She might don her clothes once again, or simply stop undressing. And no matter how crimson-cheeked her actions might have gotten the fox in such a short period of time, he didn't want her to stop at just her upper half being bared. In fact, he would have given almost anything to have her continue.

Shaking his head, the fox cleared his throat and tried not to think about how undeniably hard he was getting inside his trousers. Again Renamon just shrugged, giggled warmly, then took his hand yet again and resumed their steady stroll into the city. Before long, the streets were beginning to grow busier. The people around them more and more abundant, and the number of eyes upon Renamon's half naked body at any given time increasing almost exponentially. They were on one of the side-roads leading to the main shopping street of the city when the digimon stopped again, and even before she could slip her hand out of Aaron's own he whined openly as he saw anthros of all species and all genders eyeing Renamon up as though they knew what was coming. Sure enough she grinned, and with her eyes locked upon Aaron's own so he knew that she'd know exactly when his eyes fell first to her chest and then to her freshly bared legs, she unfastened and pulled down her own dark trousers, revealing the vibrant golden yellow and crisp white fur hidden beneath.

Only a single item remained upon her body at that point. A pair of underwear; a deliciously skinny thong in a rich purple silk. She posed for the onlookers, but for Aaron most of all, swaying her tail high up in the air and wiggling her firm buttocks at him as her hips swept from side to side. She didn't even hand the fox her trousers, simply dropping them on the floor, and standing close enough to them that Aaron had to pad over and bend to pick them up, bringing his face within barely a foot of the digimon's crotch. His cock ached. Pre-cum oozed through his own underwear and at any moment the fox expected to see a dark spot on the front of his jeans. Somehow though, he held it together as he rose back upright and threw the pants over his shoulder to join his now growing collection of his friend's clothes. Somehow he remained wordless despite his audible whimpering as Renamon took his hand one last time, and somehow he managed to keep one foot moving in front of the other as they padded onward, until finally they reached the very heart of the city, people milling around and staring and gasping and giggling and moaning from all sides.

Finally, Renamon turned to Aaron without releasing his hand. She smiled, tilted her head to one side as her other paw took his and they stood face to face surrounded by what felt like an ocean of other people, and leaned in to peck him gently on the tip of his nose.

"Happy birthday, Aaron."

She growled under her breath, then licked her lips, kissed him again this time full on the lips and with hungry passion, only to draw back just as the first strained, giddy whimper escaped the fox's lips, and murmur to him again.

"Now, get on your knees... and eat me."

Aaron's head span. He couldn't do that. He had to tell Renamon that he wanted to, he wanted more than anything to pull off her panties and eat her out, but not here, not in the middle of the city where so many people could see them and stop them. At least, he thought he did. He expected to feel like it was utterly impossible and impractical as a suggestion, but when actually faced with the opportunity... the fear, the genuine fear rather than mere embarrassment and anticipation and the same sort of nerves that came before realising a dream come true, none of it actually materialised. Instead he looked around, saw people regarding him and Renamon not with anger or disgust or shame or even jealousy, but with excitement. With encouragement and joy and desire of their very own.

He looked at Renamon in awe, and was about to open his muzzle to ask her how it was possible that the whole world was okay with this when once again she giggled, kissed him playfully on the lips, and whispered to him one more time.

"Do you want to know how it's possible? Or... do you want to be glad that it is, and use the time I'd take to explain it sucking on my clit before you fuck me?"

The fox swallowed thickly, and for a moment he thought he was going to go directly from making a wet spot on the front of his jeans to flooding his underwear with an entire load of cum. Somehow though he managed not to be entirely overwhelmed by the image that Renamon had just planted firmly in his head, and with what little willpower he had remaining, Aaron grinned, dropped to his knees, and in the same swift motion pulled Renamon's underwear down around her ankles while simultaneously pressing his head forward and burying his tongue into the soft pink, already warm and wet folds of her pussy.

*******

The rest of the day, the rest of his entire birthday was a blissful blur for the fox.

With Renamon's hands upon the back of his skull, her fingertips stroking the white line of fur that ran across and over the centre of his head, Aaron began to fully indulge in his friend's gift to him. He grunted and whimpered and slurped at Renamon as she rocked her wet pussy against his face, and urged him on as her toes curled against the solid concrete below and her pleasure built with every lick. When she came, she came with a scream, and those around them either passing by or watching cheered and moaned both to her, and to Aaron, congratulating him on the job he was doing while he kept on working, hungrily feasting upon the digimon's pussy until she pulled herself away from his soaking maw and staggered a step or two away, only to glare at him sharply and grunt three breathless words.

"Clothes... off... now..."

Barely a minute later, pressed up against a column of solid stone between the outer windows of the front of a large and crowded coffee shop, Aaron howled as he sank into Renamon's pussy, her legs clamped around his waist and her voice grunting, gasping as she urged him to fuck her hard. He did so, his hips a blur and his head spinning as every so often he swore he felt a playful hand reach out and squeeze or gently pat his ass from someone passing by. From inside the coffee shop, he could see people sipping at their drinks and watching them through the windows. He could people with hands between their legs, buried between thighs or with cocks openly exposed and being stroked. How this was happening, how the world had become such an open and accepting and deliciously, sexually adventurous place he hadn't the slightest idea. How Renamon had known it and led him to engage with it he couldn't begin to imagine. Whatever the reason though, Aaron wasn't going to complain. He wasn't going to do anything but thank whatever twist of fate or act on behalf of Renamon had in fact made it possible, and spend his birthday in a manner more incredibly enjoyable than he ever could have imagined even after learning that the day was to be spent with his dearest digimon friend.

He howled as his knot swelled within Renamon for the first time. He shuddered and grunted as she shrieked and began to cum yet again, her orgasmic convulsions setting loose hot streaks of cum deep into her own quaking body. Their cries of ecstasy rang out together all around the city centre as people watched and gleefully, hungrily urged them on. Even before they were done with that first time though, even before Aaron could shop shaking and whining as he spilled his ample load into Renamon's clutching pussy and with the digimon's own words ragged and strained by her own ecstasy, Renamon spoke to him. She whispered feverishly and adoringly to the fox all at once as she clung to him, feeling his knot throbbing inside of her, locking them together for at least a little while to come.

"A-ahh... when we're done... carry me inside, I'll buy you a coffee. Aaa-ah... a cake too, if you like. We can sit, talk until... mhh, until your knot goes down."

Aaron blushed, but nodded and breathlessly responded as the last few twitches of his own climax rattled through him.

"Sounds... ah, amazing. And, then?"

He hoped he didn't sound expectant, rather than simply curious. But from the playful smile on Renamon's face, and the way she kissed him, Aaron knew the answer. He knew it much to his delight, even before she leaned in even closer, whispered into his ear, and squeezed her inner muscles tight around his cock one final time... for now.

"Then we'll head back out. Take a nice little walk somewhere else, and once you're nice and hard, with so many new pairs of eyes on your naked, throbbing cock? Well, there's still a lot of daytime ahead of us, and I've still got a lot of gifts I need to share with you, birthday boy."

By Jeeves

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