Starstruck Love
This is something I whipped up in a frenzy of serendipity. I'd like to pretend it's some masterpiece I'v been working on, but the truth is, I pounded this out in far less than 24 hours, starting late last night and ending tonight after school and a nap. It's the result of a sexy idea I had after playing a few bouts of Super Smash Brothers as my favorite character... I felt he needed some reward for being so pwnage~
Please enjoy, as I'm sure the players in this act will.
=^.^= Kindest regards, your friendly neighborhood demonfox.
Oh, I'd like to give a special shoutout to Emerson, the writer of the 'Carnal Combat' series that I oh so adore, since this surge may very well have been partially inspired by his work. Though there's little sex mid-fight... Maybe next time ^^
And as always, HEY SPYKE! I luvs mah man.
Starstruck Love
AKA
Super Smash Brothers: The Climactic Battle
"Samus~" a teasing voice wiggled annoyingly into her ears for what seemed like the thousandth time. She didn't know why she wasn't answering. The answer lay somewhere between annoyance and pensive enjoyment. Maybe it was hidden behind the wall of pleasant warmth that coated her body. Perhaps it was locked away in a cage made from the smell of male musk dancing into her nostrils. It could very well be secreted beneath the strained sounds she herself made when padded fingers with tantalizingly sharp claws danced threateningly over her pinned form. But it probably was mostly due to the whirr of activity keeping her brain too busy to formulate words.
Samus Aran was wondering a lot of things, and getting a lot of answers she didn't like. She was wondering what kept her from struggling. Was it leather bindings? Steel shackles? Plasma? Of course not. Nothing physical at all other than the warm body laying on hers, and she could easily move that aside. Something mental served as her bonds. A warrior's honor? Lack of willpower? Fear? No... She had plenty of will power and not a lot of fear. And her captors honor was as good as her own; if she wanted to escape, he would let her. So why then was she laying there while the fox nuzzled suggestively at her Zero Suit? Did she like it? No no. No. She shied away from that answer.
She wondered how she got in this situation. She liked wondering this one, for all it's faults, because this wondering at least had a solid destination and a concrete answer. She looked back... In the beginning of this drama, things were different. She still had her armor on for one thing. She was in the mysterious Smash Arena where she spent her leisure time, waiting for a fun battle. Fox McCloud, another combatent there, had wandered in from the hallway and leaned on the wall next to her, flashing a charming smile and giving a wave. She had returned the greeting cordially, though the effect was somewhat numbed by her armor. She liked Fox, after all. He was kind, friendly, easy going. And yet he had a certain sense of duty about him that she admired. A good balanced personality. And he was a rocket in the arena. The two had had their fair share of bouts, and the record was nearly dead even, one in favor of herself.
She marginally surpassed him in power, trumped him in aerial agility, and matched him in experience. The fox was blazingly quick, however, and difficult for her to fight on the ground. He also always seemed to have a gambit, rushing around collecting items, attacking when she least expected it, and getting to his feet a lot faster than she thought he would after a heavy hit. Then... There was the reflector. By god she hated that thing. One too many times she had been forced to eat her own charged shot because he read her attempt and covered himself. The vulpine often even let his cockiness peak through, and used the shield as a weapon, where it packed surprising force and she never seemed to see it coming. She could usually win by getting him into the air and keeping him there, where his easily avoided Firefox attack was his only attack strong enough to get her off his tail. Naturally she accepted when he offered to, as he put it, "entertain her a while". That's when things started truly heading in the direction where they were now sitting.
"Hey, Samus?" he had said casually
"Yes, Fox?" she had replied
"What do you say we... Gamble a little on this one? Make it interesting."
"Gamble? What sort do you have in mind?"
"Nothing big. Jusssst a little wager. If you win, you can have my Arwing."
Samus had nearly jumped out of her armor right then. Fox loved that thing, and she didn't blame him. She certainly wouldn't mind having one herself, but it also made her nervous, as the fox would have to be pretty confident to bet such a thing on something as chaotic as a Smash battle.
"Quite a high stake. And if you win?" she replied cautiously
"You go another round with me, and I make the rules." he said, coy
She sealed her fate. "You're on."
She really should have thought this through more. He had mentioned to her that her blaster looked like it was malfunctioning, and pulled something while she checked on it. Just another milestone on the path to the present.
The battle had started like any other. Stock was set to 5, the mockup Hyrule Castle was chosen as the arena. The announcer had called for a start. Fox started out as he usually did; Brash and aggressive, he ran at her immedietly at full tilt, not wanting to give her time to charge up her plasma shot. She was used to this when fighting him and didn't bother trying to, at least not yet. She would do it when he wasn't focused on her in particular, to increase her chance of slipping it past his guard. Samus instead went for a simple punch at the charging fox, who as usual outmanuevered her, rolling past her gracefully and coming up behind. He punched her in the back, and she gasped in surprise at how much impact the simple hit provided, enough that she left the ground and could do nothing for a split second. A split second was all Fox needed. In a dazzling display of finesse, he hit her again, this time with a straight kick that sent her flying forward, only to run after her fast than she flew and meet her in the face with one of his super high sobats. Before she could recover from an unwelcome ascension, he had bounced up the series of platforms, hopped off, and was digging his feet into her back in a corkscrew kick that sent her back to the ground, only to land as she bounced off it and preform his upward Smash, a backflip that kicked her skyward with tremendous force. As she tumbled into the horizon to disappear as a star, she wondered how on earth she had lost a stock so quickly.
Samus reappeared on a platform from above, set for revenge. Something seemed off about this, but she shrugged it off for now. He had won that one fair and square, but the next victory would be hers. She thought. She had doubletimed it down to him while the platforms effect protected her, and moved to attack him unopposed. It was cheap, but she had to regain lost ground. Annoyingly, her punch was avoided by the fox rolling past her. She quickly whirled around with a roundhouse, trying to catch him off guard, but he again rolled under it and came up behind her, touching her on the shoulder confidently. She then tried a sweep, only to have it jumped over, and then attempted hitting him with her flamethrower sweep, only to have him doubletime his falling and again rolling past her to avoid the far side of the flames. She turned with an electric grunt of annoyance, and the fox had kissed her right on the visor. The nerve! She started to attack, but he moved quicker, grabbing her simple by the shoulders, and then hiking her in a judoesque toss over his shoulder. She was amazed at how far and easily she flew. She was at 0%, yet this toss was more than enough to send her completely off the stage. That settled it. Something was very wrong. She came down on the platform and hopped down to Fox' level to find out what.
"What the hell was that?" she demanded
The fox grinned slyly "You need to pay more attention. Didn't you see the settings in effect for this stage? Why do you think I chose it, the rustic atmosphere?"
She thought back in a mild panic. She hadn't given it a moment of thought. She'd assumed it was set to standard every day rules "What did you do..."
"I didn't do anything. This level was set to Damage Ratio 200% when I got here. In short, every attack is having a much greater effect than it should due to the stage's influence."
"You cheater!"
"I didn't cheat. It was like this when I got here ^^ but if you don't think you can win, we can call the whole thing off..."
She growled under her breath, muttering curses, but she took her fighting stance again. She was going to be the better man here and handle this with maturity. Besides, she didn't have much to lose by losing... She ran forward and tried to hit him with a charging shoulder check, which connected and sent him tumbling back to the right side of the stage, the lowered portion. She cursed herself this time, remembering how little impact her ground attacks had. She had to get this into the air...And she knew just how. She jumped up, and forced herself to fall downward much faster, moving to knock him upward with her downward aerial, a sharp clubbing attack with her cannon. He flew upward, and she congratulated herself quietly, waiting a second or two for him to fall back down into range of her jumping ability. It would be pointless if she jumped up after him only to miss her attack by falling back down while he made his way to the floor... Sadly, luck turned against the bounty hunter. A freak tornado whipped up out of nowhere, catching her unawares and sucking her into it's vertex. It sent her flying up with tremendous force, off the stage. Another stock gone... And Fox landed safely. Infuriating.
Samus was in dangerous territory and she knew it. The gap between them was getting threateningly large. And it got worse. Samus decided maybe an item would help, and ran to a barrel, striking it with her fist. Rather than a beamsaber, or a ray gun, the barrel simply exploded, and destroyed another precious stock; rookie mistake. Extremely costly rookie mistake. It was all but over. She had to KO Fox five times before he could get her once, or it was done... She hopped down to meet her destiny, facing the smirking fox down bravely. He put up one finger, then pulled it down, declaring his win. She made a lunge forward... And he drew his gun. He began pelting her with annoyingly shocking laser hits. He must have been using his older gun, with it's lower firing rate and greater impact. But why was he using it at all? Even as the laser shots pelted her, knocking her back tiny step by tiny step, she couldn't fathom what was going through his mind. The way the fight was set, raising her percentage was all but pointless, as a good smash would defeat her anyway. Her answer came, and she wished it hadn't. She happened to glance down as a laser shot bounced her up and back, and a saw a mine...
It was done. She could do nothing. She fell toward the mine the sneaky fox had set for what seemed like an eternity, but finally it went off, and before she knew it, the announcer had shouted "game!". For some reason though, she reappeared on a platform... The music had stopped, and the stage seemed slightly darker somehow. She looked around curiously and then hopped off, looking for the fox.
"Fox? Hey, Fox? Where are you?" she called
His voice appeared behind her, spooking the hunter "I'm here. Ready for our match?"
She shuddered a bit. He sounded odd somehow. "I... Guess. What are the terms?"
"The terms..." She could practically feel him grinning "You can't hit me, I can't hit you."
"Then..." She blinked, not understanding this brave new concept "How will either of us win?"
"If you can get my jacket off before I remove your armor, you win. If not, I win." he replied
"My...Armor..." she gulped, starting to feel slightly concerned "And... The winner?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." he replied, as arms from nowhere crossed her chest in a hug, and a smiling muzzle rested on her shoulder. She shuddered despite herself...
Fox licked the side of her helmet as she wobbled in his grasp, then took it upon himself to pull it off, having nosed the clasps while she was busy recovering from the new rules. she jumped, rolling out of his grasp and turning to train her cannon on him. 'Okay, okay' she thought, 'I can do this. I have plenty of armor, he has ONE vest. This will be easy.'
One fight later, here they were. He had expertly avoided her every attempt, and systematically relieved her of her defenses one by one. First her cannon with a simple yank, then her chestplate, by expertly shooting the various clasps while flipping over her, then the arms with an arm drag take down... He had taken especially good care, and apparantly especially enjoyed, removing it from her legs, and when he removed the codpiece-like remnants, he had brazenly pushed his paw under it, warming the crotch of her Zero Suit and making her gasp and tense up against him as he lazily undid it. During all this, she had removed... His undershirt. She had made a lunge for the jacket, and missed it by a fraction, only tearing away his shirt and revealing his furry chest. Yet the jacket was still on, leaving him technically the victor. Then he had eased her back into the wall of the castle, and... Now she was sandwiched between it and him. He was leaning against her, heaping upon her tendernesses she hadn't felt in a long time. Her arms had slid themselves under his jacket, the mark of her second loss in as many minutes, and held him as he did it, because when someone like Fox does the things that Fox was doing, you simply can't help yourself. Something about him had just been distinctly embraceable. And perhaps something about her had just been distinctly needing of an embrace.
"Samus~~" that voice interupted her flashback, which was fine,as this is where it ended.
"W-what...What, Fox?"
"You look much better this way." he said, prompting another gasp from her by lifting her by the rump, encouraging her to wrap her slender legs around his waist, just under his tail "But I know how you would look even better..."
She again found herself unable to stop him, unable to want to stop him, as his claw hooked into her zipper, drawing it down from her neck to the widening angle of convergance her legs created. At first it revealed only a stripe of flesh, punctuated by the slightest hint of a fine fuzz at the bottom, but when Samus pressed that stripe forward into Fox' furry chest, to cover it from the chilly high altitude air (at least that's what she told herself), he took it by the tops of her collar and gently peeled it away from her, down her body like a banana until her soft bosoms were freed with a tantalizing fraction of a bounce. He kissed her neck, and she reflexivle tilted her head back with a breathy gasp, pushing her chest out toward him and rocking slightly against his handsome form. His kisses began to travel. He kissed her collar bone, he kissed her chest, he kissed her breasts in turn, he kissed her stomach, and then he rubbed his cool, moist nose against her increasingly warm nether regions, making her moan outright and grip his ears. He rose up her form again, taking hold of her wrists on his way up and holding them playfully over her head as he tormented her stretched out form with affections, the Zero Suit slowly crumbling downward via gravity.
"I gave myself five minutes," he whispered huskily, "To convince you to 'play' with me a little more intimately." He kissed her tenderly on the lips, slipping her his tongue before just as quickly withdrawing it and continuing to speak.
"It's entirely up to you. When Time is called, you can start a new match under this format, or you can cancel out and leave the arena. If you start a new one... We'll walk away lovers. If you cancel out, we'll walk away friends, and nothing will be held against you."
He continued tendering her gently, no more straying below her neck, and letting her think about this some. She had little time though... Soon, a telltale '3! 2! 1! TIME' rang out through the room, the automated announcer telling her it was time to choose. A holoscreen appeared before her, with the specs of the bout highlighted. It was set simply to 1 Stock right now, and she had the option to set up again, or cancel... She was surprised how easy the decision was. Her finger strayed to the 'Start' button, stopping only to coyly turn off the five minute timer before she finalized it.
She gasped in surprise, but couldn't help giggling afterward, at how quickly he was upon her. Before a start was even called, he had pressed her back against the wall again, and locked his lips tightly and warmly against hers. It was short, but it was wonderful. She hummmed contentedly to herself, the hum turning into a soft hiss when he turned her around, cupping her breasts firmly and teasing them with a squeeze before a paw went south, deftly turning the hiss into a gasped moan by slipping under her increasingly inadequate coverage and rubbing steadily at her outer lips in preperation, applying just the right amount of pressure and sliding a finger up and down each lip, until the pressure increased at a critical moment, and sent his fingers into her tight, moist heat, rubbing at that same haunting tempo and pressing through her inner depths just as it had rubbed her entrance. He fondled her breasts lazily in his free paw while the other persistantly fingered the beleagured bounty hunter. He kept this up until she became putty in his hands and a river around his fingers, her hips starting to preform a lewd, shakey dance back and forth, swaying against him as her moans became more constant and needy. He smiled wolfishly and turned her around to get to the next phase of his evil plan.
Sliding her back up the wall, he carefully aligned his muzzle with her soupy mound, her legs hanging limply over his shoulders and fidgiting weakly as he slipped forward to meet it. Fox lazily tugged the remains of her jumpsuit away and tossed them to the side somewhere as an afterthought, and then brought his lips to her lower ones and planted the most appreciated kiss yet, the simple but well-aimed act making her cry out softly and wrap her legs around his neck, one hand moving to grip at the fur between his ears while the other scrabbled for purchase against the rock she was leaned on. He enjoyed it so much, he planted several more such kisses on her, until she moaned his name deeply, head rolled back, and asked him lustily to stop teasing. Acknowledging the request with a nod, he brings his tongue out and graces it along her now pouty slit, the length enough to bathe the entire region in slick, sliding warmth that made Samus' hair stand on end.
He counted the laps, wondering how many she could take before she screamed, the gap between them shrinking as the flavor begged them to do so. The magic number was 17, but he may have accidently cheated. In his fervor, the seventeenth had been deep and broad, bathing her soft flesh in it's slick heat, the tip of his tongue dancing magically across the precious button where her aching lips met. The result had been immediete, the lady caught off guard by the gigavolt of pleasure and a startled outcry ending Fox' tallying. The vulpine decided to go with it, and gave another long lick just like it to make her hips jump against his face again, and then breathed cool air over the wettened nub so her body practically vibrated in tiny oscilattions, a weak, vibrating moan accompanying the sound like a wave length, her curled up fingers pressing him into her slit firmly as her juices dripped down to plop onto his chest fur. A soft moan of his name convinced Fox that his tongue had done enough, and he lowered her gently to the ground, easing her into a careful sit and standing to fiddle with his shorts.
Samus' vision swam a fair bit as she sat there, vaguely aware of a tented zipper being carefully undone and a strained button being unsnapped. She wasn't sure what compelled her to do what she did next, or gave her the state of mind to think of it, but she and Fox were both unmistakably happy that she did. She clasped her paws down on his hips, tugging him closer before the shorts could be removed completely, and running a finger up his bulged underclothing so that he gritted his teeth and hissed softly, then calmly unbuttoned them and fed the source of the bulge through the newly created gap. Fox couldn't help but grin at this turn of events, and situated himself for reciprocation, spreading his stance and putting his paws flat on the wall to brace himself for a heavenly time. Samus tugged the gap in the boxers out wide so that everything Fox had to offer was well exposed, and took a moment to look over his equipment, to savor her experience fully.
His cock was nice and thick, and had a good length to boot, with a definately vulpine construction, that is, a tapered tip, the beginnings of a knot at the base where a furry sheath was bundled uselessly, and a delightful pink color. His balls hung heavy and large, propped up attractively by the cloth they rested partially atop, and coated with fine, thick fur the same creamy white color as his stomach and muzzle. She sighed contentedly, having finished her inspection, and took the hardness firmly in hand, giving it a few firm pumps that forced loud, sharp yips out of it's owner, before deciding to completely go for broke and squeezing it warmly at the base, running her tongue teasingly up it's length. She ponders the act for a second, considering her lack of experience as she looks up at the heavily breathing fox above, who was beginning to lean heavily on the wall, before coyly deciding that, well, he probably won't mind... Then tilting it forward and wrapping her lips tightly around the taper, Fox' jaw dropping and eyes widening as his shaft is engulfed in heat halfway down his length. Samus contemplated the mouthful of musky flavor for a short time, then put a hand on Fox' rear below his tail and pulled him in to the knot.
The bounty hunter sucked messily on the foxes shaft, grunting and ulping around the mouthful while her lips pass unsteadily up and down the hard as rock span of it, the already broken tempo reduced to further chaos by his spasmic humping. Samus steeled herself and tried to focus through the heat of the moment and growing affection, manifesting as a throbbing warmth in her stomach, and whipped the frantic blowjob into some semblance of order. She tugged and pushed his hips in and out, working him into a steady driving motion and then putting her suckling and minute motions to a tempo, until the sloppy mouthing became a respectable bit of oral treatment. Fox, already in a frantically hot state of mind, was further pushed along in his arousal by the controlled motions that graced his straining foxhood with wonderful suction and the slick sliding feeling of wet lips and tongue. His grasp on the wall tightened considerably, and he hunched forward gradually in wavering moments of sinking that gave the impression of an increasingly bad stomach ache... Though somewhat the opposite was the true cause for the lurching movements and increasingly hoarse panting. The lewd sound of suction was the only sound in the arena, put to a tempo of Fox' moaning and gasps for air, his tail curling up tenderly as the lusty concert went on and on. He very nearly blew his load then and there, but a flash of thought sparked through his boiling lust and speared into his rational mind. He dug his claws into the wall to give himself strength, and with a fair share of reluctance, drew his shaft from between Samus' welcoming lips and out of the hospitable warmth, sinking to his knees weakly and leaning headfirst against the wall to collect himself, straddling her waist and moaning quietly.
Samus smiled, feeling both victorious and eager for the next act of carnality they would seague to. She stared at his bobbing cock with longing, her hands straying to her breasts and playing with them idly to enjoy the buzz of heat it provided, before with a vicious look she got an idea, pulling the soft orbs apart and pressing them firmly together around Fox' dick, coaxing a sharp inhalation from the poor fox and making him growl hotly, putting his paws atop her hands and holding them strongly to turn the tables. Teasing her nipples strongly with his thumbs by pressing and flicking the hard nubs, he began thrusting happily into the environment she provided, his balls slapping heavily against her tits even as they provided the spurts and leaks of clear precum that came from his cocktip and gave her perfectly formed bosom a slick sheen. As surprisingly enjoyable as this was for Samus, it wasn't enough to even the score between the two, but very soon felt Fox quickly rectify the situtation, and his long fluffy tail found itself nestled between her increasingly hot thighs, wagging and flicking strongly against her recently abandoned cunt and soon bringing her back to a state of frenzied heat with its fluffy feeling against her, until finally it seemed to somehow wedge into her slit, a finishing blow against her willpower...
Fox grinned like a wolf about to feed, down at the sexy lady who's bust he was mating, enjoying the way she started to again squirm and breathily moan, brought up to the same heated need he now felt. She sat up, letting his cock bounce free of her grasp with a parting shot of wetness on her soft flesh, and slipped her arms comfortably beneath his jacket again, whispering hotly for him to take her now, shuddering beneath his form and pushing his jacket back down his arms and off his body to be kicked somewhere across the stage. Fox haphazardly slashed his boxers from the button up, letting the two halves of the top fall limply atop those of his unzipped shorts. He somehow didn't feel he had time to remove them completely, so he just pushed them a bit further down so they wouldn't interfere with any of the delicate motions one must preform when doing this loving dance. She moaned deeply and allowed herself to be overflowed by the liquid warmth of his body pushing her back, until she was laid out on the smooth, cold stone below , which contrasted utterly with the warm softness of his fur bearing down. They kissed, and their hands roamed, and they squirmed their bodies against one another, building a prelude to the coming consumation and doing whatever they could to enjoy the others body. Then came the time for the ultimate mutual enjoyment... Fox licked gently at her throat, the squirming of his form having resolved into a kissing motion and a less tame humping one, his full needy shaft grinding up and down the supple body below him without aim or thought. That would soon change though.
"Are you ready?" he whispered raggedly, his body heaving after this lengthy ordeal.
"You have no idea..." she groaned out in response, her long legs coming up to wrap around his waist, crossing at the ankles and hanging loosely on either side of his spine.
Fox got his feet beneath him, forcing his legs straight to carry himself and his soon to be lover upward, to lean her back gently against the stone of the castle wall. His tail wrapped laxly around her ankles, holding them there but allowing them some room for motion while he lined himself up, his affection raining down on her body until the very last moment. His eyes locked with hers, and they conversed through them, communicating the same feral need mixxed with a more subtle want back and forth every second he spent nudging blindly at her entrance. Finally a push rang true, and the two gave a shared contortion of pleasure, Samus arching her back with a quiet whimpering sound, and Fox chasing the escaping body by pressing forward, cloaking her body in his furry warmth again as his taper slid it's way slowly into her tight passage. Friction worked against gravity, and the precious necter of Samus' flower worked against that friction to bring most of the vulpine shaft into her. Thousands of words rushed through the mercenaries mind, all of them describing the tight pussy clasped around his cock, but none of them fully encompassing the esquisite sensation it gave him to fill her this way. Samus was faced with largely the same problem expressing the feeling of being filled.
The two thousand words between them lost meaning though, replaced with a general buzz of pure sensation and emotion when Fox hammered the last few inches of himself firmly into her, starting to thrust steadily from the get go, bringing himself in to the base of his formng knot and out so far they both were graced with touches of fear he might slip out and the warmth be lost for longer than either of them wanted, as short a time as it would be. He bred her smoothly, the intense built up lust keeping him from seizing up or hesitating even as electric pleasure surged endlessly through his body, even as it became too much for his legs to bear and brought him to his knees, even as his arms lost strength as well and his body's weight was rested fully on Samus' front. Samus herself, less active in this capacity, was able to keep herself better bolstered, and her grasp around his waist only tightened as she was stuffed full of hot cock, as she was sandwiched between a rock and a hard fox, as her breasts were bounced by the frantic rocking into her body. On and on it went, far exceeding what either thought of as a likely duration with how tense and lusty they were, the two never removing their eyes from one anothers. After recieving countless thrusts, Samus could no longer take the suspense, and she snapped with need.
"F-fox... Please!" she panted "More, harder. I-I don't care" she gulped heavily and then breathed out a heavy groan "What you have to do..."
"As you wish..." he managed to growl, and then did as he was told.
Samus felt his paws come to life on her form, groping blindly once or twice before he managed to get them to accept their mission, taking her by the hips and carefully turning her around, using his shaft as a pivot (which very nearly finished her off right there) and then pulling himself onto his knees, yanking his shorts off with a noisy ripping sound and sliding them under her knees to act as a cushion. Ever the gentleman. And then he wasn't. She felt her hands taken in decisive paws, led to brace against the wall straight armed while her body was prepared to take him in again. Paws pressed down on her shoulders, and his weight focused itself to press her into the wall and give Fox a stable target. Then the thrusting started anew, as if it had never stopped. Despite the firm brace, the new ferocity Fox showed was enough to shake her body viciously, rending from her throat screams, moans, and outcries of lust that were cut off by another thrust, only to be reborn under the power of the next one. His cock felt harder, thicker, and longer with such confident motions, and she began to wonder through a growing haze if it was still Fox fucking her, hard enough to leave her head hanging weakly, with all energy diverted to keeping her slick tunnel offered steadily to him. And all of his was put toward taking what was offered...
His hips became a blur, his chest heaving deeply to keep him supplied with oxygen, his hot growling echoing through the arena in a way that would be frightful to most but was only increasingly arousing to Samus. Even fully devoted to the task she now held so dear, Fox' stamina was wearing her down, and her body soon faltered, bringing her bouncing chest to the ground and leaving her rear end ungracefully hanging in the air, the new object of her focus. Fox laid his chest down on her back, his paws coming up to cup and massage her breasts, making Samus gasp and whimper from her already overloaded body being teased in yet another way. His thrusts became shorter and harder, until the fox broke the camels back in one decisive action, bringing his tail to bear against her well-used slit and using it to scrub deeply against her teary clit. Finally she could take no more, and she felt the rush of orgasm spread through her body, cascading like a wave and making her buzz and vibrate with intense sensation, crying out the name of the one taking her so wonderfully as he continued to pound her madly through the heady climax, which blossomed nicely under his attentions into a short series of other,smaller ones that left her drained and content beyond measure. She felt a dizzy lurch go through her, and she fell flat on her front, her gripping entrance sliding off Fox with a lewd pop, leaving it shiney and coated with her juices. He smiled dizzily, and soon followed her, laying down with his shaft tucked between the cheeks of her rear end in a way that made it hard to resist thrusting, held lengthwise like a hot dog in a bun and massaged by the soft flesh as Samus writhed.
They lay there recovering for a short time, until it came to Samus' foggy mind that she hadn't felt any liquids but her own in the end of the mating. She squirmed her way around to look at the relaxed fox, looking almost worriedly at him, her conscience only bothering her further when he returned the look with a loving smile and a gentle kiss, as if to say 'it's fine, I don't mind'. That had to go. She rolled over on top of the fox suddenly, working her sore and overfucked body into a solid rather than a goo, and moving lazily to straddle his waist. Fox looked up at her in surprise, not struggling against her motions and simply letting his now legs have a rest, the strong limbs feeling like jello under the intense workout they had just come out of. His pensive smile melted into a much happier one, an almost thankful smile as he rested his paws on her thighs, waiting patiently for her to do what he knew she was about to. He watched with a happy shudder as she took his cock brazenly in hand, pointing it straight up from his creamy fur like some lewd exclamation point, and lowering her soupy mound to press against the beautiful taper. A loud squish and a grunted moan from the two announced that he was once again buried in her heat, the hunter bracing her legs flexibly so her feet rested on either side of his body, her knees nearly level with her chin as she slowly leaned forward to put her hands on Fox' chest, massaging the strong body and satin fluff. She rode his hard shaft softly, inching her way up and down it's girth as her body slowly heaved in time, her breath interupted by the occasional moan when a particularly good spot inside was rubbed against and the pleasure pierced through the fried circuits of her spine.
For Fox, the opposite was true. His body was so worked up and left down that every press of her hips against his threatened to bring him to his end, and the drastic contrast between his frenetic thrusts and her slow motion riding was tugging his cock in all the right ways. He moaned softly in time, his eyes sliding slowly up and down her hot body, from the mind numbingly beautiful visage of her overworked tunnel sliding up and down his foxhood and oozing her sweet liquids into his wispier crotch fur, up her creamy curves to her bosom, and past them to her smiling face, and back down in a constant scan. Samus was carefully controlling her spent insides as best she could, squeezing and massaging the shaft held inside with the luscious muscles inside as she rubbed and tendered his chest comfortingly and her tunnel slipped up and down. Fox whimpered softly, his climax coming on strong and soon, one of his eyes closing languidly, followed by a move of his paws instinctively up to her swaying breasts, holding them softly and watching for what short time he held out.
Samus felt... Something... Thicker than Fox' cock trying to slip into her, and while she had only a clue what it was, she knew she somehow wanted it more than anything. So she took it... Fox jerked in response to his knot suddenly being forced into the warmth the rest of his shaft was previously enjoying, his jaw dropping and quivering slightly as his paws gripped spasmically at her sexy body, pulling it down against himself and throwing his head back in an esquisite howl that went on and on, echoing through the stage and possible, they would have feared if they were in any mood to care, through the entire building, the sound tapering off to a loving groan as his life seed finished filling deep into his partner's darkness, leaving him tied and her very full.
Samus stopped writhing, no, stopped moving completely. Fox was faring no better. After such a long night of such strenuous, fulfilling activity, both were utterly spent. The artificial sun was setting after how long they had spent in this arena, and the two watched it lazily from where they lay one atop the other. Samus couldn't remember the last time she had been this comfortable; both liberated from her armor, and resting upon the warmest and softest companion she could hope for, her tensions all sublimated and floating off into nothing, leaving only a happy, very -full- Samus laying in their wake. Fox too was more than happy with his partner, still holding, though his arms were more 'resting' than 'holding', her tightly against himself and loving the feel of her bald softness against his fur and the tense squeezing around his sensetive knot. Lost in the darkness around the pseudo-Hyrule, he gathered her closer and rested his tail over her body to keep her warm through the night, which they slept peacefully through without a single stir, and with plenty of very happy dreams.
Samus woke up first, starting at first before the nights events leaked back to her, looking terse at first, but then taking it more than happily in stride, smiling again and getting comfy against Fox. She watched his blissfully smiling face for some time before the fox woke up, opening one eye and grinning down at her for a moment before pulling her into a long, sweet kiss. The kiss lasted a long time, heating up slowly until the two started pawing hungrily at eachother's bodies once more, and the two mutually, silently agreed to stop before it went too far again. Samus blushed slightly and rested her chin on Fox' chest, listening to his heart beat and staring off toward the still rising sun. He combed his fingers through her hair lazily, resting his chin on her head and muttering meaningless syllables of affection to the happy hunter. The sun was high up before they felt like speaking.
"That was...Worth the loss..." Samus said with a stiffled laugh
Fox grinned back, replying "If it were the same ends, I would have gladly taken that loss myself... In fact..."
Samus looked up ponderously, and Fox lazily called up a video screen, Forfeiting the match and evening out their fight record. It was sort of silly, but she couldn't help but admire the casual sweetness of the action "How thoughtful... Trying for an encore, Fox?~"
"Hehehe. Maybe later... For now... We should take this somewhere else."
She umphed cutely as Fox stood, lifting her up and casually gathering their scattered articles with his feet, stuffing them into a capsule for easy carrying. She wrapped her legs around his waist again, not wanting the warmth to flee just yet "Mmm... That does sound nice..."
"Off we go then, my dear bounty hunter..." he replied softly, and kissed her again.
She groaned happily into it, feeling warmth gather in her body again "Hope it takes a while to get there.."
"Huh?" he said, confused, as he switched the bout to Practice Mode, cheating the system a bit to get hold of a couple Cloaking Devices "Why's that?"
"Because then it'll be 'later' when we get there." she grinned back, and kissed him deeply as she, then he disappeared.
They made their way out of the arena,walking the halls as quietly as they could, though now and then one would pull a nasty prank on the other, spooking one of the other combattants with a gasp or a moan from the empty air. They left the Smash building, and Fox carried them into his Arwing just in time, the cloaking wearing off the second the tinted glass slid into place. He took off, heading for the Great Fox where his bed lay in wait for them...
"You know..." he said teasingly
"Hmm?"
"This thing has a pretty good Autopilot..." he grinnned, setting the pilot on and letting it guide them home, while he turned over swiftly, sitting Samus down in the seat and leaning the back of it back so she could lay flat and comfy
She squealed in pleasant surprise "Oh! Fox~" she giggled, the mirthful sound turning into a deep moan that screwed her face up in concentration, caused of course by the antics of the frisky fox between her thighs, where he would be many times in the coming times "Ohhhh...Fox...."
Losing never felt so good.
For so long.
THE END