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Desmond had made a habit out of going to visit the online friends he'd gathered over the years, and while it almost always lead to some entertaining casual sex, the fox had learned not to bank on it. More often than not, jealous mates and obnoxious roomies made it impossible, though he usually got to drink and party with them, at least. Today he was showing up to surprise a close friend of his, a sweet wolfess who had a similar appetite for misery at the expense of the stupid. He felt like a stalker, really, having asked for her address so he could send her a gift, but in a way, he sort of was. The gift was, in this case, himself!

Pulling up outside her apartment block, the fox fed the parking meter with the change he'd gotten from buying his lunch; McDonalds was never a good idea when you weren't sure where the next toilet would be, but it was a risk his belly demanded he take. Navigating the dizzying corridors of identical doors with all the grace of a homeless beggar, Desmond at last came up to her door. Just briefly, two things flashed across his mind. Either she wouldn't be there, or her boyfriend would answer; and while Desmond wasn't there on a booty call, he couldn't take a punch very well if things went south. Swallowing his fears, reasoning with himself that he'd already come this far, he knocked.

Soon, he heard the pleasant click of the lock being undone, and the door swung open. There was the pretty, red-haired wolfess, who blinked, then grinned and lunged, giving the girly fox a tight squeeze and a kiss on his cheek. There was a long pause while she looked into the fox's eyes with her arms lazily draped around his neck and shoulders, taking in his appearance, being the first time she'd seen him outside of the internet. At last she smiled pleasantly and, remembering the fox's promise from a few days earlier, said "Not what I was hoping for. Did you save the receipt?"

Luna lead the fox in and guided him right to the couch. Desmond sat down carefully and politely, and the wolf plopped next to him. The fox took a glance at the TV screen; a video game, clearly, which the wolfess saved and exited, and then she put on some benign TV show. There was an awkward lack of words as she turned down the volume, then turned to her friend and smiled, patting his leg. "So..." Desmond glanced down at her paw, then smiled back at her. "So?"

"Had to come ruin my free day off, huh?" Luna teased, sticking her tongue out at Desmond, who stuck his own out right back. "You know me, sweetie, it's what I do! So, uh, where's your boyfriend at?" Without even pausing, the wolfess said "work," and leaned back against the sofa, after which she let out an irate huff. "They cut my fucking hours way back so I'm losing a whole week. So now -he- has to take overtime to cover the rent. Stupid shit." Desmond nodded, listening carefully to the wolfess, though as he did, he leaned closer and closer to her, to the point that his face wasn't an inch from her modest chest. "Oh, sorry, what was that?" He said with a cheeky, but charming smile, and Luna gently pulled him up by his hair, planting a smooch on his nose. "Funny."

Aggressively cuddly, Desmond laid back across Luna's lap, grinning up at the wolfess. It seemed he was intent on pressing his luck, but it was frustratingly difficult to get a rise out of her. She stroked down the todd's chest with a paw, just benignly petting him as though he were some overgrown housecat; not unlike one, he purred at the gentle touch, and turned his head to look at the TV. Before long, the novelty of the arrangement wore off, and he simply relaxed on the wolf. "So, yeah. I had some vacation time, and I figured I ought to come see you. That's all. Well, and I was gonna try to talk you into having an around-the-world with me while wearing some strange hats, but uh, you know. Cuddling works too." Luna cackled and covered her muzzle, shaking her head. It wasn't too often the sharp-tongued girl was at a loss for a comeback, but it was something Desmond was consistently good at it online, and in person too, it seemed. At last, she calmed her giggling, and said "Around-the-world, huh? I hope you brought the wetsuit with the crotch cut out, Dez." Then it was the fox's turn to laugh, which he did for a good five minutes, getting Luna going in the process. She wound up flopping over on her side, and the fox squirmed up next to her; by the time they'd finished, they were nose to nose, both panting and blushing from all the ridiculous giggling.

Desmond gave Luna a soft nuzzle, then purred to her. "Hey... Know what I want?" The wolfess nuzzled back, and answered with a grunted "Nuh-uh." The fox smiled pleasantly, and while bracing to be shoved off the couch, he said "A sandwich, go make me one." Luna made a noise somewhere between a snort and a laugh, then predictably shoved him. The fox caught himself and rolled onto his back as he hit the floor, then sprung to his feet immediately. Diving on the wolfess, he playfully bit and gnawed on her muzzle, holding her arms down, and all she could do was laugh and squirm, at least until she managed to break free and swat the fox. Desmond huffed and swatted back, before standing up straight, smoothing the wrinkles out of his shirt. "So you want your real birthday present now?"

Luna sat up and straightened her hair, then shrugged, trying to feign disinterest, but the fox knew she was dying to know what she was getting. Putting on his best shit-eating grin, the fox started to unbutton his shirt for the wolfess, shaking his hips to some nonexistant music. Luna just folded her paws politely in her lap, watching, not even cracking a grin. By the time he'd undone the last button, he gave her a queer look, as if to say "You know I'm playing, right?" Luna, however, kept up the poker face, and she even licked her lips. With a subtle shrug, the fox slid the unbuttoned shirt off and set it aside, then went for his belt. As he started to tug it out of the loops, he bluntly asked, "Luna, are you gonna start laughing or what?" At first, her muzzle started to twist into a little smile, and then she shook her head. "Nope. Take it off, I..." She paused and started to laugh, covering her mouth for a moment. "I love your bits, you know." She managed to keep from laughing, just sort of snickering to herself, but by the time Desmond joined in, she couldn't keep it up, and they both wound up laughing like a pair of mentally-disabled hyenas all over again. By the time their little laugh was over, she leaned back and looked up at the fox, grinning less out of mischief, and more in perversion. "So, uh, off with the pants, foxy."

Grinning back, Desmond wiggled out of his jeans, as well as the boxers under them, making no special spectacle out of it. "Happy birthday, sweetie." He purred in that southern-swish voice of his, winking at the wolf, and she sat up, putting a paw on his hip. The fox blushed, and said "Hey... Your boyfriend isn't gonna mind this, is he?" Almost immediately, Luna shook her head and smiled, dismissing the notion. "As if a faggy fox like you is competition." At first, Desmond looked genuinely hurt, then shrugged and grinned. "That works for me."

Without a lick of hesitation, Luna leaned in and dragged her tongue up the fox's sheath, then nibbled down the length of it, kissing where it met with his fuzzy balls. What was wrong with a friendly fuck between BFFs, anyway? She slid her paw around to the fox's backside, gently squeezing an ass cheek, bringing up her other paw to do the same. She nuzzled gently into his musky balls, then grinned up at him, her tail wagging behind her. With an awkward grin of his own, Desmond put a paw on the back of her head, stroking through her hair with a loving, rumbling purr. The wolfess slowly licked up the underside of the fox's sheath again, and as she neared the top of it, her tongue brushed over the peeking tip of his shaft. She blushed as her tongue dragged across the hot flesh, though she quickly grinned and took hold of the todd's sheath. Tugging the furry flesh down, she licked and kissed around the fox's exposed dick, drawing more of the musky flesh out, very much enjoying his moaning and panting.

Luna slowly went down on her friend, closing her eyes as she took the fox's throbbing, knotted cock into her muzzle, wrapping her canine tongue around it. The fox closed his eyes and arched his back, letting out a content sigh, but he cracked a grin when the wolfess began to suck and bob, and her paws once again took to his shapely ass, kneading the taut flesh. The vulpine's tail swished back and forth in carnal bliss, and Luna let out an affectionate growl as she tended to her foxy friend, even going so far as to slip her fingers between his ass cheeks, rubbing over that tight, pink pucker of his. With a bashful laugh, Desmond rubbed one of the wolf's ears. "Ah, hey, I didn't see you as that kinda girl, Luna." As she slid a finger into the foxcoon's tight ass, he hissed, and she slowly pulled up and off, giving the tip of his canine cock a soft kiss. "There's a lot of stuff you don't know about me. Most we ever talked about was your idiot stalkers, remember?" She teased, grinning up at the fox.

"Well, yeah, but whenever I tried to talk about you fingering my ass, you'd change the subject." The fox shot back, smiling mischeviously down at Luna. With a growl, she pushed a second finger into the fox, pumping him with him, while nuzzling and nipping almost possessively at his shaft, something the fox was very much alright with. As she pumped and rubbed with her fingers, Desmond's manhood dripped with musky pre, and the foxcoon huffed and shuddered, biting his lip, letting his eyes slide shut again. Luna knew what was coming; the fox! To tease the vulpine, she slid her fingers free of his tight, gay ass, and rested on her knees, looking up at him with a mischevious grin of her own. "Ah, come on, don't stop..." He whined, but Luna stood, kissing his lips, his musk thick on her breath. "I have a better idea."

She pulled the fox to the bedroom by his paw, and shoved him back on the soft bed. Quickly and easily, she disrobed for the horny vulpine and climbed over him, straddling his muzzle, setting that soft, sweet, beautiful cunt of hers right on the needy todd's nose. At first, with a shy blush, he sniffed and shuddered at the scent of her musk; then, with a hasty lust in his actions, he took hold of her hips and started to slobber her. There was no other word for it. The fox slathered the wolfess' sensitive pussy with his long, wet, studded tongue, giving her long, indiscriminate licks that matted the fur down with saliva and made her groan. She reached down, clutching handfuls of his long, blonde hair as he ruthlessly ate her, even going so far as to force his slick tongue inside, sparing no part of the wolfgirl's snatch from his hungry tongue. Wagging her tail, the wolfess did her best to grind into the foxcoon's face, tugging at his hair, growling and huffing, clenching her jaws tightly.

Luna felt her whole body shudder, but before she was too far-gone, she pulled away, up and off the fox's naughty tongue, flopping back for him. "C'mon, Dez..." That simple, vague command was all the fox needed to pounce the girl, and he forced his swollen, knotted pecker deep into her cunt, until that fat knot pressed against her lips. Leaning over the wolfess, Desmond nibbled and kissed her neck while he started to piston those slender hips of his, ruthlessly fucking the wolf with everything he had. Luna shuddered and groaned, wrapping her arms around the todd's neck. As she was fucked so hard and so fast, she growled, nipping at the todd's neck and face in an instinctive, predatory way, but she let out a sharp gasp when one of the fox's soft, pink-padded paws took hold of a breast, kneading the furred, tender flesh. "Oooh yeah, rrrf...!" Luna grunted to the fox, before she began to pant, squeezing herself close to Desmond as she felt a familiar shiver in her loins, and as the fox hunkered down and started to force that almost painfully swollen knot into her, it became clear he was just as close.

Luna closed her eyes and bit her lip, just clinging to the fox, waiting for that knot to sink into her; and at last, with a noisy, fleshy "pop!", the fox buried his entire bone in the wolfess, letting out a very satisfied, lusty, rumbling growl. An entire five seconds passed, during with the vulpine's body tensed up, and his breathing hit a quick pace, before he finally let loose with his seed, busting one hell of a nut in the birthday girl, who simply shuddered and panted as her own orgasm struck, riding it out with the fox, alternately licking and gnawing at his scrawny neck as it happened.

Desmond waited a moment, then kissed Luna on the lips, his bushy, long tail swishing behind him in sexual satisfaction. "Happy birthday, Luna... Love you." Luna grinned, and bumped nosed with the "gay" fox. "Thanks... You couldn't have just sent me a movie or something, though?"