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Part 1

The sun was rising over the mountainous peaks when the first few flakes of fresh snow started to fall from the heavens above. There wasn't a soul awake in the lodge to watch the first of the powder fall onto the mountaintops, not even the lodge's staff had awoken for their morning duties. And yet still a lonely fox sat on the windowsill of the main lobbies grand glass window and looked out at the snow that fell. He breathed in the cold air that radiated from the window into his black nose and sighed as his heavy heart pulled down the weight of the world onto his shoulders. "Of all the places," was all the poor fur could whisper from his dry lips as a sea of deeply discomforted green eyes looked out onto the view of the wilderness. He let his foot paw swing casually off the ledge of the windowsill while his arms crossed to hold onto his other leg. He put his head atop his furry knee and let his thoughts continue to break his heart while watching more soft snow fall.

At the top of the grand staircase, rubbing his feet against the hard wood floor, a wolf looked down upon the fox sitting in the windowsill with awe. There wasn't a reason for the wolf to be there, but he couldn't sleep any longer and had to get out of the stuffy room with the couch he had slept on. He just wanted to sit in the lobby and relax a little bit, maybe even get rid of the tension that had built around his shoulders, yet here he was holding onto the railing at the top of the staircase watching a fur down below. He tried to avert his eyes from the sore sight before him by taking a glance at the royal blue carpet's integrate design of diamonds that flowed up the center of the staircase, but still he felt that tension on his shoulders. "Malik, why do you always feel sorry for those who carry the same weights you do?" he told himself as he rubbed his foot once more on the wooden floor next to the carpet.

The fox didn't hear the other fur in the room and just kept looking out the window at the endless horizon's details, the only joy left in this world for him were these simple moments. He found the world's natural side to be very beautiful and calming, yet on this morning the sight only settled his stomach. He breathed in deeply and closed his eyes, before leaning back against the wall to rest his sore body.

With quite steps, the wolf walked down the staircase and towards the unsuspecting fox that he felt needed comforting much like the wolf wanted himself. The Malik reasoned with his thoughts as he crept along, "Besides, maybe his company will help me feel better about my problems?" The floorboards were old, but with slow steps they reframed from creaking as he came closer and closer to his prey at hand. "What am I doing, how will just talking to this person make me feel any better when I already know I'm not?"

The fox took another breath and could smell that another fur had awoken and was in the room right now, but he didn't move. Somewhere in his mind he thought maybe in trying to act dead he would actually become that, for there was no sorrow to be found when there is no life left to pulse through your veins. The little red fur figured that if the other fur really wanted to talk he would have said something by now, but all of these factors were fine with the vulpine, he just wanted to be alone. He breathed out another breath and watched as the air touched the window to leave fog marks across the crystal clear glass.

The wolf was almost on top of the other canine now, he could easily reach out and grab the other fur's leg if not for his want to be closer to the animal first. He took a few more steps on the carpet and listened to the soft push of his weight onto the floor with excitement building in his heart. His long, brown arms reached out and his paws slipped past the fox's shoulders to grab his chest and pull the fur into a large hug. He could feel the beat in his chest quicken.

The fox fell backwards, off of the windowsill, into the wolf's grasp as he struggled at first, partially scarred, before calming down and just waiting patiently. He didn't speak, he didn't say a word, and he didn't care who was behind him or why. In truth, he felt like the fur behind him was helping with the weight in his heart somehow, keeping him from being crushed. To him, everything just felt right as he closed his eyes and stayed quiet for as long as the moment would last between the two creatures.

Malik felt as if for some strange reason the moment was perfect; and the more he held onto the fur in his arms, the tighter he felt he had to squeeze to believe everything was real. What had happened to him the night before seemed but a nightmare in his past now as he held onto the furry animal in his arms. "You looked like you could use a hug there, red." He whispered into the little vulpine ears, "so I decided to give you one." The wolf moved both bodies slowly up onto the windowsill until he was resting against the wall with the fox still in his arms as he nuzzles the fur on top of the animal's head. "Hope you don't mind my intrusion."

"Not at all," was the last breath he let out before pushing back into the arms that held him. The fox remembered times when he was young and his mother use to hold him the same way, a part of him that seemed almost too well revived. It wasn't that the fox didn't enjoy that part of his life, but rather he missed the piece and was happy to have something similar at that moment.

"So you won't mind me asking for your name then, would you red?" The wolf squeezed the poor fox even closer as he slowly rubbed his head against the fox's, there was a warmth in his heart he had not felt for a while and the closer the fox was to him, the more he felt the desired heat.

The fox just rested in the grasp of Malik's loving arms for a few more seconds, thinking as his body naturally curled up close to the heat. He knew what he wanted to say, he wanted to shout his name and turn around to see his captor, but there wasn't a very poetic way to do that for the young fox and he hated not being poetic. And once the words finally came to him, he opened his mouth and drew in a large gasp of the slightly chilled air before speaking his piece. "Have you ever felt there was a moment so perfect you didn't want to let it go?"

The wolf could only smile as he held the fox tightly in his arms, he felt tears building the more he thought about the answer, and then he spoke very calmly to the fur in his arms. "I'm holding that piece of perfection right now, the moment is in my grasp and I don't think I can let it slip past these paws." He squeezed the fur in his grasp as tight as possible while nuzzling the head and nipping at the ears lovingly, he couldn't stop thinking of what luck had hit his head during lost dreams.

The fox's heart skipped a beat to the answer, that's all he was waiting for, and he never expected the perfect stranger to appear from the emptiness of the world or on top of a mountain. The fur nuzzled up close as his lungs filled with a strange hope before breathing out, "Derrick." He closed his eyes and just listened to his breaths and felt the warm body against his back, he was happy he couldn't sleep that morning now.

The name was tossed and turned around in the wolf's head, finding a spot to be saved with this memory forever. "Well I'm never going to forget you Derrick, but only if you will never forget the crazy wolf that held you."

"Is that what I'm suppose to call you, crazy wolf?"

He chuckled a little to the reply, cute and funny, before he whispered into the fox's ear, "Well I guess that would work, but you could always call me Malik."

"Malik," the fox let the name roll off his tongue and out into the cold air before he quickly breathed the name back in. "I'm not sure which I like better, crazy wolf or Malik, 'cause they both sound pretty sexy!" The fox twisted in the arms that held him and looked into the brown eyes, their black noses touching as he perked his ears forward to listen and stare.

The pup was speechless; he wanted to say how much he loved gazing into the deep green vulpine orbs and the feel of the fox's breath entering his nose. He wanted to tell this barely more than a stranger how beautiful his face was, a red mask with white dots in the shape of a triangle underneath one eye and brown markings on his ears, but he couldn't let a word out. The male in his paws had captured his heart as the duality of whom had control of who seemed but a rigid fate, one owning the other in their own worlds. And so he pushed forward the world that he had captured, putting his lips gently up against the fur he had stolen, and giving a gentle, passionate kiss.

The fox felt their lips touch and he naturally closed his eyes. He couldn't control himself much anymore and let his tongue slip from his mouth into the other males, slowly touching every sharp tooth and passing over the tongue. He breathed in what Malik breathed out and tasted the saliva of another canine, a certain desire passing through his mind, as he liked what he felt and tasted. His hands moved upwards from the base of the wolf's stomach up to the pup's head as he felt the shape of the wolf's body through the cloths. And finally the kiss subsided as his tongue flicked across the last tooth before returning to it's owner's mouth, waiting for another chance to escape.

Malik was a bit surprised as to how much Derrick had pushed forward into the kiss, but he couldn't complain. He enjoyed the feeling of the tender paw pads running up his side and caressing his body, he took great pleasure in feeling the vulpine tongue entering his mouth to detail his canines, and he possessed a want to kiss the fur again. And although their lips had parted, their muzzles still touched as he smiled back at the fox that had just started to open his eyes. He moved his hands up and down the slightly smaller furs back, rubbing and massaging the muscles and skin that stayed beneath a layer of cloth. His tongue dripped out of his mouth as he licked the muzzle in front of him before he pulled the fox forward a slight bit more to bring their lips together.

Derrick felt the other canine's lips push up against his own before a tongue parted through the walls and found its way into his mouth to scavenge about for each detail. He hadn't had his eyes open but for a second to look at his new mate, but he closed them once again as he watched fireworks ignite in his head. And much like the natural trance that had caused his eyes to shut, his vulpine ears flew backwards on their own as he held his ground and endured the passion.

Had the two newly found lovers not been in the main lobby that morning, they may never had met, but they also wouldn't have jumped to the sound of an old clock. The large grandfather clock located behind the main counter went off with a loud bang, breaking their kiss as they looked around to find several employees looking over at the two. Most of the males that watched looked over with disgust while a few others looked over with lust, and all of the females seemed to just stand there and stare happily at the two. Soon the employees regained consciousness from their random loss of thoughts and went back to their daily jobs, each one scattered frantically to get out of sight.

Malik was a bit embarrassed, but let his mind slip away from the moment of being watched to the face of his love. However, Derrick was too embarrassed to think straight as he scratched the back of his head and gave a weird smile to where the crowd had been. Had his fur not been red underneath his eyes already, anyone would have been able to see how hard he was blushing, but Malik could already tell from the reddening in his ears and the strange grin. "I see you're a bit embarrassed, so why don't we take this back to a room?"

As if reality had snapped back to the fox, he came to consciousness of who this other fur was. This wasn't a fur that he had known for some time, this wasn't a fur he was dating, but rather the animal was a complete stranger who just so happened to be awake in the early morning hours. As the vulpine stumbled out of the wolf's hands and onto the floor, he turned around and waved his due goodbye. "Actually, I'm up here to snowboard so I think I will go and get ready for a long day of fun on the mountain."

"Oh," was all the poor pup could reply as he watched the little fox scamper back up the grand staircase and down the hallway without another word. Malik wished he had been given enough time to ask if he could joint he little vulpine on his mountain fun, but he knew the fox would only reject his reply. His head felt heavy with thoughts as he laid his eyes to rest on the carpet once more to dwell in all the nightmares that seemed to pass with each hour. He slowly turned his head to look out the window only to spy the white powder was still falling form the sky to the grounds below.

***

The day had passed slowly on the slopes for Derrick, no jumps, bumps, or spin could keep his mind off of what had happened that morning. "One last run, then I'm going to look for that wolf," he whispered to himself as he slid off of the chair lift and onto the slope. The wind picked up for a second and some snow blew around him in a tornado as he moved away from the lift to buckle the rest of his board in. "Malik, why can't I keep my mind off of you." He felt the buckles shut and off down the mountain he went as his red tail followed behind.

***

Malik had sat by the large window all day on the very same windowsill he had met the fox in the morning, but his heart seemed to die a little more every second that passed without the one he wanted. He had passed the time with thoughts of the fox's certain smell and the feel of the vulpine fur rubbing across his face. He thought of those deep green eyes and their sea of want, care, lust, love, and a million other things that the wolf wished to share with the fox. Time didn't stop as his heart slowly lost feeling, and the clock rang out again as the hour was hit once more. "It doesn't matter, this happens all the time, right?" He let the word roll out of his mouth as the last bit of patients wore out of him. With a small push, he lifted his weight off of the windowsill and ventured towards his stomachs desire in the hotel cafeteria.

The wolf's waiting hadn't been completely wrong, but he didn't give the little red fox enough time to think everything over. If Malik had been a minute or so more patient, then he would have been snuggling close to Derrick at that very moment. Then again, there could be no blame for the wolf's patients running out when he had been in the same spot all day.

Derrick walked through the entrance to the hotel and looked up to the clock, three minutes past five o'clock. He couldn't help but hope that the wolf was still on the windowsill with his head held up high and waiting for the little fox to stroll back in and give him a kiss. And yet the vulpine wasn't surprised or shocked to find the area empty, say for the few blue cushions that lay scattered about the window. "He's got to be somewhere in this hotel, I'll just quickly change and start searching everywhere," the fox thought as he scampered up the staircase towards his room.

Not more then two minutes had passed in the hotel before the little paws of the scampering canine could be heard again on the staircase as he ran back towards the windowsill in hope that the wolf had returned. He had changed out of his large jackets and snowboard boots as quickly as possibly and into a more comfortable long sleeve shirt and blue jeans. He saw that the spot was as empty before, but somewhere in the fox's heart he couldn't let the stranger drop from his mind. He turned at the bottom of the staircase and scampered off towards the cafeteria that lay down several hallways. "He probably just got hungry waiting for me all day," but the fox didn't know how correct he truly was. Round one corner, then another as he scrambled towards the dinning center before turning one more corner and running straight into another fur. He fell straight to the ground with a loud thump and looked up to the face of the animal he had bumped into.

"Didn't expect to see you again," said the fur he had bumped into, "not after this morning at least."

Derrick looked up into the face he had been looking for and cold only smile as a paw was handed to him. He took the paw and stood back up before giving the creature in front of him a large hug, nuzzling his muzzle into the other fur. "I couldn't stop thinking about the wolf that had saved me, the crazy wolf that had come and rescued me from despair this morning." He felt tender paws-pads on the back of his ears, rubbing around them and petting his head as he smiled and listened to the wolf's slow breathing. "I was wondering if you and I could go back to a room and maybe share some more, continue what we had this morning if you will."

Their eyes met as the vulpine looked up and Malik looked down to the slightly smaller fox, and he stood there speechless as tears built at the edge of his eyes, barely being held back. "I would like nothing more," were the last words they said before he picked up the fox and started carrying him back to the grand staircase.

The vulpine put his red paws around the wolf's neck and held on tight as he was taken back to his room, "number 1273." He pressed his head into the other canine's shoulder to listen to each breath taken in and let out on the male he desired. "I'm sorry about this morning, I was just a bit worried about who you were and what you wanted. I mean, I'm coming out of a bad relationship as we speak."

"It's okay little fox."

"Well I'd like to believe that, but my ex-mate just left me with such a twisted stomach and that's why I was at the window this morning. We were suppose to be up here for the whole week, but after a fight last night he up and left me here in his car."

The fox thought about his love lost to the male he use to sleep, dine, and enjoy the company of as a few tears swelled up in his eyes. Nuzzling into the lupine's shoulder, he shut his trap and just waited quietly for the room to arrive and him to be resting on a nice bed with this other male.

Malik was listening intently and felt connected with this one more than he could have expected, his last relationship ending recently and in what seemed like a nightmare. He wanted to hear more about the bastard that would leave such a sweet vulpine out and why, but he felt the fax's paws tug slightly on the back of his shirt as the little red nuzzled close to him. "It's okay, I understand," he quietly told the animal in his arms, "I mean we all have our share of bad relationships." He looked down at the little fox, but the poor fellow had fallen asleep in his arms with an almost silent snore breaking free from his tiny black nose. The canine sighed aloud as he stared at the cute male in his arms, whispering to the fellow, "You aren't the only one that has fallen asleep in my grasp, but you sure are the cutest!"

The wolf walked up the stairs and back down the hallways towards the fox's room, a few by passers looking at the two and whispering to one another about how cute the couple looked. He put the fox down for a second, scrambled through the animal's pockets, and took out his wallet to dig for the key card to the room. The door was soon open and he recaptured the fox in his grasp and laid him down onto the soft hotel bed. He didn't have to shut the door behind him, it had already swung close very slowly and clicked locked. Instead, he had spent the time undressing the fox into his underwear, only giving a slight chuckle at the white briefs with a paw stamped right on the crotch, before taking off his own cloths and climbing in next to the bundle of fur.

He was only a few feet away from Derrick, who had now snuggled into a little ball, and as his lupine nose sniffed the stiffened air. The smell of a bear broke into his nostrils as he wrinkled his muzzle to try and gain some freedom from the intoxicating odor. He could tell just from that one sniff the bear was a big fellow and very dominate, that the beast might not have bathe as often as one would expect, and that he was naturally angry. The stench horrified him as he quickly scooted closer to the fox and snuggled his muzzle into the fox's neck to breath in the distinct smell that made him happy. His arms wrapped around the other's body as he pulled himself into a curl about the fox. For a few minutes the wolf just laid there and felt the warmth of the other touching his belly, the feel of the fur that ran through his paws and across his stomach with each breath they took, and the unconscious bond the two made just by being close together once more. "I'm lucky that the moment came twice," he whispered into the fox's ears as his eyes slowly shut, "because I let you slip from my grasp once and that was a mistake I will never make again."

Hours passed as the tired couple rested together with strong bonds built between the two, neither one moving more than to make small kicks and wiggles as their dreams pursued onwards. And as the clock slowly came around to a new day, the fox woke from his dream. He hadn't forgotten anything, how could he forget about the wolf he had dreamt of for the past few hours, but even still he felt a bit shocked. With a deep breath the air around him stirred into his nose and he smelt the wolf behind him, as his lungs filled he felt the rough paw pads rub through his fur against his tender skin, and he felt his back push against another fur. The fox wanted to look again at his dream love and with a shift of his body he was soon turned around in the grasp of the wolf with his black snout touching the pups. "God damn I'm happy I ran into you again," he breathed to Malik as his own paws reach around and pulled closer the warm body to his own.

Malik wasn't a light sleeper, but the slight nudges from the fox's paws woke him from his distorted dreams about the world around him. He slowly opened both eyes to surprisingly find another fur gazing right back at him. The pup's tongue slipped past his lips silently as he licked the muzzle of the little red in front of him while arms massaged the fur of the fox's back. "Looks like a little red woke me from my dreams," he told the fur in his grasp, "and I don't think I can get back to sleep now."

The little vulpine chuckled softly as he pushed his muzzle up to the wolf's ear and whispered, "That's fine with me, I don't think I want you asleep right now anyway!" His little red paws swam through the thick lupine fur on the side of the wolf as he massaged the canine carefully, noting each muscle he felt touch his paws.

The canine could feel his blood tingle to the touch as the excitement boiled into ever vein in his body. A bulge had begun forming in his sheath under his heart stamped boxers and he breathed more heavily with each passing second. He pulled the fox closer to himself and felt up and down the more feminine body of the creature while his nose took in the ravishing smell of the other body. He wanted to say something, but the words couldn't be found anywhere in his mind. Rather, he let his body do the talking as his hands slowly probed down the lean waistline to the elastic strap where the fox's underwear held on. Malik didn't feel ready to pull back the strap yet, he wanted to feel everything as it was trapped in the cloth first, his hands moving farther down until he held a round cheek of the fox's ass in his paw. He gave a moment's squeeze to the butt in hand, exciting a little yip from his mate, before slowly moving his paws around to the front of the boy. His claws pushed on the cloth teasingly as he rounded to the fox's front and began circling around the growing bulge, but he reframed from touching the fox's most sacred pieces.

The little fox brought his muzzle up to the wolf's and placed a hand on the back of the canines head as he pushed his lips to the other's. They swam in a passionate kiss as their tongue tangled with one another in a sea of each other's saliva, tasting and testing for anything that aroused each other in their mouths. But Derrick was far from done pressing the wolf onward, for his other hand was slowly creeping through the wolf's chest fur down to the top of the boxers. He met the cloth and very slowly let his paw slip inside to tease about with the bulged sheath that lay inside. His hands continued to move downward until he touched the wolf's prized orbs, finding each ball hard to hold together in just one hand. As their kiss released, he slowly moved down the wolf and nipped or kissed ever so often at the lupine's chest. He stopped on a nipple and gave a small lick before continuing on, only teasing the wolf as both their blood began to simmer in their passion. He proceeded down to the wolf's belly and gave a few more kisses to the perfectly muscular abs that contracted to each touch from the fox's lips. His paws moved to both sides of the wolf's boxers, and with caution, he pulled off the final piece of clothing on his lover to reveal a silver sheath with matching balls dangling below.

"Looks like I've found a treasure," he teased the poor pup as one of his paws cupped the large balls while the other moved a claw through the thick fur around and across the bulging sheath. He grinned back up at the lupine's face before adding, "I bet if I dig a small bit I will find a true gem!" With the words passing out of his muzzle and into the air, he let the paw that had been stroking about the tender area grip the sheath and pull back the skin to reveal a still growing wolf cock. He brought his muzzle back down to the object in his paw, stroking slowly with the sheath he still held, and licked the very tip. His mate whine almost too pathetically as the teasing continued, but he enjoyed hearing the small suffering of the wolf he was pleasing. Taking his time, he let his long vulpine tongue stretch out and slowly move from the very tip to the bottom of the shaft, the glistening saliva shimmering in the very dim light of the room.

The fox drew back his tongue and languished the taste of the pup's cock, a very distinct salty taste that maddened him for me. He moved back to the tip and slowly put his lips to the rig where a small amount of pre had formed, tasting extremely good to his wanting muzzle.

Malik was in heaven as he gasped and whined for the fox to continue. He could feel the fox's lips pressed against the very tip of his penis and ready to slid further down, but the fox wasn't move from that spot as he tortured the wolf. The pup's paws, which had up to now been either playing with the fox's fur or gripped into the sheets, moved to behind the fox's little ears and rubbed the tender spot behind the canine's head. He pushed on the head his paws had just slightly in hopes that he could signal this canine to continue the nourishing he now required.

The hint was taken and the fox lowered his head onto the cock that wasn't quite yet as hard as he had hoped, but with each passing second the wolf came closer and closer to being finally fully erect. Soon he had four inches inside his muzzle and could feel the wolf touching the back of his throat, his tongue lavishing over the delicate meat as he slowly coaxed more and more pre out of the wolf to be slurped up and devoured as the fox proceeded to suck the throbbing shaft. He started his head backwards as a bobbing motion began and earned himself a few more slurps of pre as the wolf slowly gripped onto his ears and thrusted softly into his mouth.

"Your mouth feel so good," the wolf gasped as he tried to hold back temptations of stuffing his cock as far in as possible and choking his mate on his meat. "Oh God, you have such a fantastic tongue for this." Had Malik been watching, he would have noticed a reddening in the fox's ears to the compliment, but he was too distracted to notice the fox's slight embracement.

Derrick brought his head back down and felt the meat touch the back of his throat again, but this time the wolf pushed his abs into the fox a bit too hard and pushed his meat down the throat. The little red gagged slightly as the shaft was jammed a little bit down his throat, but felt that he had been opened up now to let the shaft go deeper into him. Instead of pulling out like much before, he pushed forward, gagging slightly as more and more of the shaft went down his throat until finally he had the entire shaft lodged inside his mouth. His nose became nestled in the smell of the wolf's pubic fur as he breathed in deeply the extravagant stench of his mate's perfect aroma.

The pup felt a cold nose touched his crotch and took a second to look down at the vulpine nestled between his legs and his meat disappearing far into the little mouth. He realized the fox would have trouble bobbing his head now that the shaft had gone down his throat, so the wolf moved his hands to the back of the fox's head and slightly shifted his weight. He began to thrust very slowly in and out of the little mouth, enjoying the nourishment of the fox's tongue on his swelling member. The grip of the fox's tiny throat around his member added to the experience and he knew that he wouldn't last very long. He continued to thrust, each pounding a bit stronger than the last, into the fox's muzzle and he felt his cock finally swell to it's largest proportions as a knot began to form at the base of his cock.

The fox wasn't in complete enjoyment, his throat slightly burned as the member stretched each wall open more and more and his nose hurt a bit from the slapping of wolf crotch in his face, but the experience was still very enjoyable as he tasted the meat in his mouth and the feeling of pre spurting into his stomach as the wolf slowly built to a never ending stream. He felt his jaw being pushed open more and more as the knot swelled at the base of the wolf cock, trying desperately to keep his teeth away from any part of the member as each thrust made the task a bit harder. He kept one hand on the wolf's ass, gripping and grabbing the muscles while his other hand stroked away at his own cock. His knot had swelled long ago and he knew he was about to cum, but for some reason he couldn't seem to find the exact point where his excitement toppled over and the sticky fluid would flow. He gripped behind his knot and tugged hard, but still nothing happened as he tried to desperately get himself off.

The wolf was breathing rapidly now as the fox's tight muzzle pushed his shaft to swell larger than ever before. He felt his knot push in one last time to the fox's muzzle and then pulled back but only tugged on his member as his climax finally hit. His white seed spurted straight down his cock and into the fox's belly.

The fox felt the heated liquid flow through the cock in his mouth and spurt out across his inner throat before moving down into his stomach. He tugged on his shaft one last time and felt his own climax coming to the taste of the wolf and feeling of the warm cum filling his belly. His own load began to spurt across his hand, the sheets, and his belly as he pushed forward into his paw hypnotically. He felt his belly completely fill with the wolf's seed and slowly back up in his throat until finally he tasted the delicious liquid in his mouth. The fox tried hard to keep his lips sealed and tried to not let even the smallest of drops past, he wanted to keep everything he could inside, but the amount was over bearing as it flowed out of his mouth.

His balls slowly became soaked with his own seed as he came harder then ever before in his life. He could even feel his testicles aching as he slowly felt the last of the fluid spurt out of his body and into the fox's. He held the fox tightly to his crotch and just breathed heavily as he regained his strength, never before had he felt like this as his body was pushed to the limit.

The fox had also come down from his raging spurts, his own white liquid covering his fur and the bed in a thick soaked battening. His stomach slowly digested the cum, and even though he was completely filled with the sticky matter, he continued to nurse on the cock in his mouth with desire for more of the luscious drops.

The two stayed like that on the bed for several minutes, the wolf rubbing the fox behind the ears while the fox panted around the large cock in his mouth as he waited. Soon the wolf's knot started to lose blood and he was able to pull his member from the fox's mouth, being careful as he pulled out to let the fox clean the shaft of everything. He then pulled the fox onto the other side of the bed, where the fox's cum had not soaked the sheets, and brought their muzzles together as they kissed again. His tongue pushed past both sets of lips and into the fox's muzzle as he tasted his own seed in the jaw of his lover, and he licked around passionately as he closed his eyed. Their kiss subsided and they both fell asleep again, exhausted from the day that had passed so passionately for the two. Each one held onto the other, never letting go as they clung to one another's warm bodies.