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Blond Incentives and Working Relationships by Rahne Kallon

***

Matthew took a deep breath as he stepped into the elevator.

Today's the day. Today I'm finally going to quit Blue Mint Comics, he thought with a firm resolve. Despite his determination however, the slightest hesitation still permeated the back of his mind. After all, he was an illustrator for the biggest comic book publisher in Vancouver, and one didn't casually toss away such a sought-after job.

But the last months had been tumultuous for the swift fox, being constantly shifted around and assigned to different projects, most of which had impossible deadlines, by an unbearable, hounding project manager. Not to mention he'd felt like his talents as an artist were both exploited and taken for granted. It seemed like the manager was treating everyone that way, but Matthew felt it especially.

It all caused the vulpine to question why he was even working there anymore. It pained to admit how much he now hated working for the company he once loved and admired. He'd actually been putting off quitting for a while, questioning whether it was truly the right thing to do, considering what he'd been throwing away.

But he'd had enough of his manager's bullshit, with everything he'd been put through. So today was the day.

As he pushed the call button to the twelfth floor, he could only stare at his blurred reflection in the steel doors, wondering exactly what he'd say to his manager.

Suddenly, the elevator stopped on the third floor, pulling Matthew out of his thoughts as a peculiar looking German Shepherd walked in. He was peculiar in the fact that Matthew had never seen him before, and having been there over a year, the fox had seen every German Shepherd in the building. But this one, he had to be new. He had spiky, blond hair, not unlike that of Matthew's, along with bangs situated in such a way that complimented his green eyes. His attire screamed of a somewhat typical, yet colorful, comic book editor: black slacks fitted with a green shirt and a gray vest, in contrast to the fox's blue shirt and jeans.

My God_, he's gorgeous..._Matthew thought, admiring how well the dog's clothes exalted his features. He suddenly found himself wondering how the Shepherd would look without those clothes...

Matthew then quickly snapped his attention to the closing elevator doors, hoping for the life of him that his ogling hadn't been obvious. The last thing he wanted to do was creep the new guy out or make him uncomfortable from the constant staring (or adoration) of some fox he'd never met. Not exactly the best way to welcome someone to the company.

"Hey," the dog spoke with a charming voice, breaking the silence that Matthew himself had intended to break with an awkward cough. Though, it was still awkward even without the cough.

Matthew turned his head to look the Shepherd in the face, receiving a warm smile in return. "Hey there," he nearly forced out. "You new here?"

"Just came on board, yeah," the dog replied with a nod. "And yourself?"

"I've been here for over a year," Matthew said with noticeably less enthusiasm. It was a shame; he used to pride himself in remarking his tenure with the company. Now... not so much.

The dog wagged and nodded. "You must really enjoy it."

Matthew's eyes drifted down to the Shepherd's tail, watching closely as the hypnotic mix of black, gold and brown swayed with a mind of its own. He once again pictured the dog without his clothes and even went a step further, imagining himself knotted in what he knew must've have been a tight, sexy rump. It certainly looked sexy behind the fabric of those slacks. "It has its ups and downs..." Matthew said.

"Are you talking about the job or my tail?" The Shepherd grinned.

"Unh?sorry, I mean... the job." Matthew quickly turned his head toward the steel doors again, flustered and embarrassed. Thank God the new guy just chuckled and wasn't actually creeped out. It was at this point that Matthew also remembered just how slow this elevator was.

"So what's your name?" the German Shepherd asked, his voice still possessing that handsome charm. And the question was inviting enough that Matthew felt less awkward about continuing the conversation.

"Matthew," he said. His eyes wavered back to his fellow canid, this time trying not to let them wander down to the Shepherd's nether regions.

"Cute name," the dog replied enthusiastically. "I'm Anthony."

The compliment made the fox smile for the first time since he'd walked into the building today and he found his own tail swaying behind him.

"Thanks," Matthew said, finally with some enthusiasm of his own as he nodded."It's a pleasure."

Anthony smiled and nodded back as both of them faced the elevator doors once more.

"You ever had sex in an elevator, Matthew?"

"Wh-what?!" The vulpine suddenly looked back at the smirking Shepherd in shock.

"Well, have you?" he asked, more intently, with a seductive look and a noticeably different sway in his tail.

"Are...you joking?" Matthew couldn't believe he'd been asked the question so directly, and from the very guy he was checking out, no less. Sure, he'd been imagining the scenario in his head, but he never actually expected it to happen.

Anthony arched a brow and immediately banged the elevator's stop button, pausing their ascent. "Do I look like I'm joking?" He queried, his eyes rife with seduction as he leaned toward the fox.

Matthew just looked at him for a moment, in disbelief that he actually stopped the elevator. Everything about Anthony, from his body language to his words, indicated that he was serious. Eventually, Matthew couldn't help but utter a quiet chuckle at the situation, astonished at both the dog's brazenness and proposal. "You're...serious..." Matthew said, steadying his eyes with Anthony's.

"Come on," the Shepherd said with added flippancy, "You think I didn't notice you checking me out? You must've undressed me with your eyes at least twice."

"...More than that," Matthew admitted, partially embarrassed with a somewhat flustered smile. He let out another chuckle to alleviate any leftover awkwardness between them.

"Well then," Anthony remarked, stepping closer to him. "Why don't you undress me for real?" He wagged, smiling with even more charm in his eyes.

Matthew felt his heart skip a beat. His breath quickened as Anthony embraced him with both arms along his shoulders. "I won't say no to that," he declared, shoving his vulpine tongue into the German Shepherd's muzzle. Anthony moaned with delight as he wrapped his tongue around Matthew's, holding him close as they tilted their heads in opposite directions.

The vulpine went right to work on removing Anthony's garments, starting with his vest, which he quickly peeled off the dog's shoulders. Their kiss broke as he continued by pulling the Shepherd's shirt over his head, revealing a gorgeous upper body of gold and brown fur.

Matthew just stood there for a moment, admiring the dog's fur pattern and color. He'd struggled to recall the last time he saw a German Shepherd this beautiful.

"You're not done..." Anthony's voice was both commanding and inviting in a way that almost made the vulpine shiver as he once again took Matthew by the shoulders, pressing their bodies together. Anthony relieved the fox of his own shirt, revealing a much different fur pattern of dark red, gold and white that made the Shepherd lick his lips in awe.

Matthew wasted no time, quickly unzipping Anthony's slacks and pulling them down along with his boxers until the canine was able to wiggle his way out of them as they fell to the floor. The dog then grinned and kicked his clothes off to the far corner of the elevator as he stood naked, pressing heavily against the fox's body.

"Your turn," he whispered, taking the reigns this time as he slipped his tongue into Matthew's mouth. The fox closed his eyes, moaning softly with Anthony as their tongues clashed while the Shepherd unbuttoned and slid the remaining fabrics down his own legs, allowing Matthew to use the same wiggle tactic to rid himself of his garments. He then shuffled his clothes to the opposite corner, standing just as naked as the elegant canine before him.

His eyes shot open, accompanied by a gasp as he felt his sheath press hard against Anthony's. He dipped a paw down to the Shepherd's rump, giving him a firm squeeze while his other paw held him by the hips. Meanwhile, Anthony's paws gently combed through Matthew's sides as he pressed and ground their bodies together.

They quickly filled the enclosed space with their unique vocals, especially Matthew's, as their lengths emerged one after another. Anthony immediately began stroking the vulpine's cock, right as Matthew squeezed his rump again. Their muzzles parted as they soon found themselves pressed against the elevator wall.

"So," Matthew panted with excitement, thumping the wall with his tail, "who's doing what?"

"All depends on what you want," Anthony replied, carefully dragging his tongue across the fox's lips while idly running his fingers up and down that smooth, pink shaft.

Matthew reached down and gave the dog a gentle squeeze to his knot while skillfully catching that all-too-familiar tongue into his muzzle once more. "I want you to fuck me. Right here, right now." His voice was both commanding and inviting, much like Anthony's was earlier.

The Shepherd's face took on an appetent grin, accompanied by an eager wag of his tail before he kissed Matthew once more. "Perfect." Those were only words out of his mouth before he turned the fox around and pinned him against the wall.

Matthew quickly braced himself and hoisted his paws and head against the cold, smooth surface of the elevator wall while Anthony lifted his tail. Feeling that tapered tip, wet with precum, against his entrance, he could only gasp in anticipation.

"One of those times I'd wish I carried lube with me everywhere..." Anthony comically remarked as he began coat his length with saliva, mixing it with his precum.

Matthew quietly chuckled against the wall before gasping once more as the dog began to grind that wet cock over his passage. At the same time, Anthony ran a paw through the luscious fur of the fox's hips, serenading him with his gentle touch. It was torture. Matthew had gone from coming in, with the intent to quit, to suddenly having sex with some random, hot guy in an elevator. And he wasn't complaining one bit. In fact, this might've been the best thing to happen to him in the last month. And he was going to enjoy it.

"Go on..." the fox nearly begged, pushing back slightly. The Shepherd smiled and leaned forward, carefully dragging his tongue along the fox's neck before shoving his cock deep inside Matthew's entrance.

He wasted no time. His paws quickly settled beside Matthew's on the wall as he began to bury himself deep into that luscious rump time and again, causing both canids to permeate the elevator with their vocals once more.

The fox winced slightly from the initial pain that likely stemmed from the lack of proper lubricant, but he braced himself to withstand all six inches of that gorgeous cock, and thanks to the deliberate slowness of Anthony's thrusts, the pleasure quickly triumphed over the pain. As such, Matthew soon responded emphatically with his moans, nearly melting in the Shepherd's embrace as Anthony began to slam himself hard into the fox's body.

"You're so tight..." the Shepherd whined as he kissed Matthew's neck with each thrust. The fox's eyes fell shut as he clenched his muscles and pushed back against Anthony's hips, effectively burying the dog's length deeper inside him. The resulting sensation caused Anthony to shove his knot into Matthew's rump, prompting both canines to gasp and moan with conviction.

Matthew quickly squeezed his muscles around that knotted length, causing Anthony to squirm and moan while spurting drop after drop of semen inside him. Anthony held the vulpine close, with one paw combing through his upper body while his other paw furiously jerked him off. "Cum for me..." he moaned into the fox's ear, squeezing his knot as he continued to pound his rump.

Matthew's body trembled, his muzzle spilling with moans, as he soon coated the wall with his own white juices. Anthony slammed into him one final time, his sticky paw squeezing out the remaining drops from Matthew's cock as they both stood and panted against the wall.

It was only then, post-orgasm, that Matthew realized the consequences of having sex with another canid in what must have been one of the most inconvenient places he could think of; they were likely to be tied there for a good fifteen to thirty minutes at least.

"Fuck..." he quietly uttered under his breath, amongst his gentle panting.

"I know. Goddamn knots..." Anthony remarked, obviously reading his mind and sharing the same sentiment.

"Not that it wasn't amazing..." Matthew opened his eyes, breathing calmly while staring at his subtle reflection in the dark brown tint of the wall.

"But being tied in an elevator isn't exactly... ideal." Anthony nodded, running his nails through Matthew's fur once more. "You wouldn't hate me if I pulled out, would you?" he asked, placing his other paw on the fox's back to brace himself.

"No." Matthew glanced over his shoulder. "I've been with enough dogs that it doesn't hurt much."

"Much?" Anthony arched a brow, gently squeezing the fox's shoulder. "I'd rather not hurt you at all."

"I can take it. Go ahead," the vulpine said with confidence, even flashing Anthony a smile as he once again braced himself against the wall. The Shepherd glanced down at their nether regions, studying their knotted bodies carefully as he wriggled his hips a bit. He then looked back at Matthew, once again placing his paws on the wall beside the vulpine's as he readied himself.

He hesitated.

"I'll be fine," Matthew said, brushing his tail against Anthony's chest and stomach. The Shepherd nodded, leaning forward to bathe the fox's neck with his tongue as he gave a couple tugs on his knot. The vulpine closed his eyes, slightly gritting his teeth as he did his best to relax.

With patience, effort and a little force, Anthony pulled his knot from the fox's rump, sending a jolt through Matthew's body, who quickly tensed up and panted once again. Anthony then slid the remaining softening length from his depths.

"You okay?" the Shepherd asked, concerned, as he embraced him from behind.

"Yeah..." Matthew replied, slowly turning around with a goofy smile, happy that he didn't have to spend however many minutes hoisted against a wall with someone's cock up his ass, however hot they might have been.

Anthony just chuckled, wagging his tail. "C'mere," he said, arms around the fox's waist as he pulled Matthew close, face to face and cock to cock. They smiled and kissed once more, this time with less passion, less intimacy, but still heavy attraction.

Matthew squeezed Anthony's butt once more, causing the Shepherd to giggle before licking his nose. "Guess we better get dressed," the dog suggested, stroking Matthew's cheek. "I've got a meeting I need to get to." He then wandered to the opposite corner of the elevator to retrieve his clothes, while Matthew gathered his own, smiling with approval at the near-perfect view of Anthony's backside. It almost made him wish he'd been the one topping instead.

"Yeah, I've got my own thing I need to do," Matthew remarked, recalling the original reason he'd stepped into the elevator. You were a great distraction, though.

"Well, I hope the rest of your day goes well," Anthony said as he got dressed whilst Matthew did the same.

"You, too, Anthony. Was good meeting you." The fox nodded with a smile.

"Even if it was only for ten minutes." Anthony chuckled, wagging his tail. He then pressed the call button for the twelfth floor, resuming the elevator's ascent.

It didn't take long, as the elevator had already reached the ninth floor when Anthony had stopped it earlier.

"This is my stop," the Shepherd declared as the doors finally opened. "I'll see you later, Matt."

"Have a good one." The vulpine smiled back as Anthony stepped out of the elevator.

The doors closed, leaving Matthew back to his lonesome as he resumed pondering what he was going to say to his manager. He'd been putting it off for so long, that it left him unsure about how he'd approach it.

And perhaps that was for the best. He just wanted to do this and not look back. To just be done with it. It was still hard, he couldn't deny that. But, at this point, he'd committed himself to this, so it was now or never.

He took a deep breath to prepare himself before pushing the call button once more. He finally walked out when the doors opened, setting foot for the last time into his department.

He was ready. Or at least he hoped he was. But even if he wasn't, he was going to do it, despite how much his body trembled at the thought. And it wasn't like the trembling he did in the elevator.

"Hey, Cameron," he greeted, walking up to the senior editor, "have you seen Brian anywhere?"

"Not today, I'm afraid," the otter shook his head.

"Fuck," Matthew said, discreetly under his breath. At that exact moment, all the the time he spent building up to this moment suddenly felt like a waste. He couldn't very well quit if the manager wasn't there. Well, technically he could?he could give his resignation to Cameron, but he wasn't the one who'd given him so much grief, it was Brian. As such, it was the hyena Matthew wanted to confront.

He sighed, running a paw through his hair.

"Hey, stick around, though. You're just in time for my announcement," Cameron said, excited.

"Announcement?" Matthew raised a brow, only partially curious about whatever the otter was hinting at. Truthfully he didn't really care, but after having his plans shut down, what else was he going to do?

"Yup. And speaking of which..." the otter trailed off, walking over to the team lead's office to grab everyone's attention. "Listen up, everyone; I've got an announcement to make, and I think it's something you're all gonna like," he started, earnestly putting his paws together as several staff gathered in front of him.

Matthew stood off slightly to the side, next to Evan, a fellow rabbit illustrator, taking a deep breath as he waited for Cameron to hurry up and deliver the news.

"I know the last couple months have been hard on a lot of you, due in part to management issues, crappy deadlines and a host of other things," Cameron began. "Some of you have felt overworked, under appreciated, and taken for granted, and on behalf of the company and myself as a senior editor, I apologize for that. It's been a rough ride, I know." The otter's voice rang with sincerity in every word he said, and even though it wasn't coming from Brian himself, it still made Matthew feel a little better that someone in the higher ranks finally acknowledged the problems that'd been going on.

Thus far, everyone listened intently, ears perked and all, as Cameron continued. They were clearly just relieved as Matthew that these issues were being addressed.

"As such, Blue Mint has gone through a bit of...restructuring."

_Restructuring? _Matthew raised a brow. With such a vague wording, probably intentional on Cameron's part, that could've meant anything. It made the fox, along with everyone else, more curious, even a little anxious, to see where Cameron was going with this.

"And with that..." the otter smiled brightly, "I'm very happy to announce we have a new addition to our company." Cameron then tapped the cracked-open door of the office behind him, before saying, "You can come out now," with an eager flair.

"I bet I know who it is..." Matthew said under his breath with a quiet chuckle.

"Oh?" uttered the rabbit next to him.

"Just watch," the vulpine said, wagging his tail with anticipation.

What soon emerged from the office was a savory-looking German Shepherd, with black slacks, a vibrant green shirt, topped off with a stylish, grey vest and spiky blond hair. He wore a wide smile that matched the warmth of his green eyes and supplemented his handsome charm.

"I knew it," Matthew whispered with a smile of his own. I can't believe we actually have a new guy in our department.

"Everyone, say hello to our new team leader and project manager, Anthony Randle," Cameron happily declared, patting the dog's shoulder.

"Hey there, everyone," Anthony greeted, wagging his own tail as a flood of positive reactions quickly permeated the room.

"New project manager, eh?" Another fox uttered in amazement.

"Finally!" a lynx said, quickly slapping his paws together.

"Well, it's about time..." a jackal remarked with a broad smile.

"No kidding. We've been long overdue," said the tiger who quickly gave Anthony a hug.

Those were just several of the many welcoming responses amongst the staff.

_What the fuck..._Matthew thought, completely in shock. Obviously, this German Shepherd wasn't the type of 'new guy' he thought he'd be.

"Holy shit," Evan giggled, nudging Matthew. "Who knew he'd be such a looker..."

"Yeah..." the vulpine said, somewhat distraught at the revelation. "Who knew..."

"What happened to Brian?" a Border Collie asked, stealing the words right out from Matthew's muzzle.

"Brian Loriett no longer works for Blue Mint," Cameron said almost blunty, followed by another wave of positive reactions.

"I guess it really is official..." Matthew said, still shocked at the news.

"Let me just say, though," Anthony stated, still wagging as he placed his palms together, "I want to thank all of you who've been so welcoming thus far. I can't tell you how excited I am to be here and I honestly can't think of any other place I'd rather be working, especially in an industry like this." He smiled widely.

"Yeah, welcoming..."_ _Matthew whispered, almost bitter.

"So, once again, thank you all so much. And I promise, things will be much better around here," the Shepherd concluded. "And with that, I better finish getting myself situated..." He chuckled, once again to the warm reception of the staff before retiring back to his office.

"That was...quite an announcement," Matthew said, walking up to Cameron. "So Brian's really gone, eh?"

Cameron nodded. "As of yesterday, yes."

On my day off. Great...

"Was there something you wanted to talk to him about?" Cameron asked, concerned.

Matthew shook his head. "...No. I would...like to have a word with Anthony, though."

"Sure, by all means," the otter gestured, to which Matthew nodded, heading into the team lead's office.

***

"So..._new _project manager?" Matthew remarked as he walked in, immediately closing and locking the door behind him.

"That's right." The dog nodded with a happy smile from his desk.

"I'm...not quite sure what to say..."

"What's there to say?"

"Well, for starters... I just had sex with my new boss. In an elevator," Matthew said, obviously perturbed.

"You enjoyed it, though, didn't you?" Anthony replied, almost matter-of-factly, and more brazen than Matthew would've liked. It addled him seeing how the German Shepherd was so...casual about the whole thing. The fox hardly knew how to respond.

"...Well... yeah," he forced out. "Yeah, I did. But... that's not the..." Matthew stopped when a sudden sigh poured from Anthony's muzzle. "What...?" he asked, more puzzled.

"Alright, Matt," the dog said, rising from his chair. "Have a seat." He gestured toward the couch across from his desk.

"Okay..." the vulpine said, still puzzled as he obliged the Shepherd, who joined him thereafter. He couldn't help but wonder exactly what this would lead to, or what Anthony had in store for him this time. It made him a little nervous, but did his best to relax, as Anthony did the same.

"I know... what we did probably wasn't the most...professional introduction," the Shepherd began, "but I would very much appreciate if you... kept it between us."

Matthew looked at him curiously. "As in...?"

"As in don't tell anyone else," Anthony stated firmly, but hopefully.

That certainly wasn't unreasonable. Matthew himself even felt it was best kept confidential. He nodded. "Sure... sure, no problem," he said. "It's just..." he trailed off.

Anthony leaned toward him. "It's just...?"

"It just... feels weird," he confessed, looking down at his feet.

"Why does it?" Anthony questioned, bringing the vulpine's attention back. "I mean... why should it be an issue?" he asked, shifting on the couch to face Matthew directly.

"Because...I mean, you're..." the fox stumbled, searching for the right words. "You're my boss, Anthony."

Anthony shifted again. "Alright. Let me ask you something. You had sex with me under the assumption that I was just some random, new guy. Would you really have felt any differently at the time if you'd known I was your manager?"

"I...uh..." Matthew stumbled again, unsure how to respond to such a query. Once again, Anthony left him flustered, leading Matthew to wonder if he had an innate talent for that. He finally shook his head. "I don't know."

The Shepherd nodded. "Kinda hard to say when you're not right in the heat of the moment."

"Yeah. I...guess so..." Matthew sighed again.

"But that's my point, Matt," Anthony continued. "It shouldn't matter. I honestly couldn't care less if I was your manager. It doesn't mean a thing to me."

Matthew looked at him again, studying those warm, green eyes once more. "You really mean that?"

"Of course. Really, I'm just a normal guy. Sexier than the average Shep, but still normal." Anthony smirked, causing Mathew to chuckle a bit.

At that exact moment, he felt as if his reservations had been wiped away and replaced with that overwhelming charm he felt back in the elevator. And even despite the humor, he could see the sincerity in Anthony's eyes. Finally, he was able to smile again. "Fair enough," he said, quietly thumping the couch with his tail, prompting the dog to chuckle himself.

Matthew then relaxed and leaned back on the couch. "You know I actually came in to quit today?"

"Really?" Anthony quickly raised a brow as he shifted again, bringing his leg up to the couch. "Is that so?"

Matthew nodded. "That's right." Even despite all the headway he'd just made with the German Shepherd, he wasn't afraid to admit his original intentions.

"Can I ask why?"

Matthew could see the sudden despair in the dog's eyes, as if he'd just hurt him. And he might as well have, with news like that. It almost made him wish he wasn't going through with it after all, just to avoid hurting him. But again, he'd made his commitment ages ago.

"Brian has made my life a living hell, working here," the fox declared with conviction. He repositioned himself from his relaxed state, facing Anthony directly. "I've been taken advantage of, taken for granted, pushed beyond my boundaries and more. Everything I loved about comics?about drawing, writing... storytelling... he systematically killed that for me." He felt his body tensing up, and he had to fight to hold back tears from the mere thought of everything he'd been through. "I'm at the point where I feel like I don't belong here anymore..."

"Well..." Anthony said, giving Matthew's leg a gentle pat. "As your manager... I sincerely hope you don't quit."

"Really?" The fox narrowed his eyes. "And why's that?"

"Well, for one, Brian doesn't work here anymore." Anthony squeezed the vulpine's leg. "Second, I think it'd be a real shame to lose such an amazing artist."

Matthew sat back, eyes aghast at his blond counterpart. "Wait...what?" he replied, almost in disbelief.

"You heard me," Anthony said, firmly, but endearing. "You're an extremely talented artist, Matt. Truly."

The fox still looked at him with bewilderment. "You've never even seen my work."

"On the contrary," the dog smiled, "I've had some time to tour around and familiarize myself with the recent projects we've put out. And I have to say, your cover of West Destination completely blew me away." He wagged.

Matthew just stared at him. "...Are you serious?"

"Absolutely." Anthony nodded. Or maybe I'm just in love with the way you draw German Shepherds." He chuckled. "But honestly. It's one of the best covers I've seen in a long time. You can see the passion and effort that went into it. That kind of raw talent is really hard to come by. At least in this industry. So...yeah..." He leaned closer and gave the fox's leg another squeeze. "I'd really hate to see you go."

The swift fox just sat, stunned at Anthony's words. "I...can't remember the last time someone told me that..." he replied, slightly overwhelmed, almost speechless.

"I meant every word," the Shepherd said.

The fox leaned forward, placing a paw along his counterpart's shoulder. "Thank you. I...can't tell you what that means to me."

"You're very welcome." Anthony smiled. He leaned in, almost nose to nose with the vulpine, just short of nuzzling him.

Matthew expected Anthony to kiss him right then, what with their muzzles being so close. He guessed the dog probably hesitated, given what they'd just talked about. So he took the initiative, slipping his tongue past those familiar, lovely lips until their muscles entwined. The Shepherd tilted his head, closing his eyes as he fell back onto the couch with Matthew on top of him. He cradled the fox, holding him close as they moaned quietly into each other's muzzles.

Matthew sighed when their kiss broke, peering into those gorgeous, green eyes that stared right back at him as Anthony ran a paw through his hair.

"So...will you stay?" the Shepherd asked with a hopeful look.

The fox once again saw the sincerity in Anthony's eyes and he couldn't help but drag his tongue across the Shepherd's nose. "Only on one condition," he said.

"What's that?" The dog's tail rapidly thumped the couch.

"Just promise we'll find a more...conventional space to fuck next time." Matthew smiled, his own tail thumping the couch as well.

"_Next _time?" Anthony arched a brow.

"If you're up for it..." the fox said.

Anthony smiled back and rubbed his nose against Matthew's. "You did...lock the door, right?"

"I did." The vulpine wagged even more.

"Perfect," the Shepherd said before turning them over, switching positions so that he was on top of Matthew now. He carefully straddled the fox's waist, making sure they had enough room on the couch to situate themselves. "Is this conventional enough for you?" He grinned.

Matthew giggled and obliged, slipping his paws under the dog's shirt. "It's perfect."

"Well, then..." Anthony said, slipping his vest off, followed quickly by that pesky shirt, allowing those vulpine paws to run through his fur unhindered. He then reached down to rid Matthew of his own shirt, swiftly tossing it aside.

Now shirtless, both canids immediately ground against each other as Anthony undid his pants, once again revealing that semi-hard cock, now free from the confines of those undergarments. A wide smile graced Matthew's face as he watched Anthony slide his pants all the way off, now sitting naked on top of him. It was a gorgeous sight to behold, and he couldn't keep his paws off the Shepherd's body as Anthony danced in his lap.

The dog then went to work on Matthew's slacks, undoing them just as easily as his own pants before standing up briefly so the vulpine could slide them off. Now finally naked, both canines embraced each other once again, eagerly moaning into each other's muzzles as they ground their bodies together.

"How about we stay tied this time?" Anthony remarked, stroking their shafts together.

"Absolutely," Matthew said, running his tongue across the dog's nose. "But this time, I'm topping." He grinned.

"Mmmm, perfect." The German Shepherd grinned back, scooting down Matthew's body until his muzzle graced the vulpine's shaft. Without a word, Anthony ran his tongue ran his tongue up and down that smooth flesh, causing the vulpine to shiver and place a paw on top of his head, which only encouraged him more. The dog then sealed his lips tightly over Matthew's tip, going right to work as he slowly bobbed his head up and down, taking more and more into his muzzle.

The fox could hardly resist thrusting against him and he made sure to stroke the Shepherd's ears every chance he got. Anthony responded in kind, keeping his tongue pressed hard against Matthew's length, moaning with content as he swallowed the fox's dribbling precum.

Matthew found it hard to restrain his vocals, given how amazing Anthony's tongue and muzzle felt. He nearly came right then and there when the dog squeezed his knot, causing him to whine in bliss as he fought to hold everything back.

Anthony giggled, finally easing off the vulpine's shaft with a smile before crawling back on top of him to meet him face to face with a kiss. "So...how do you want me?"

Matthew just looked at him, wanting and throbbing. "On your back," he said. The German Shepherd wagged and smiled, once again switching positions so that Matthew was back on top.

Anthony then spread his legs around his counterpart as much as he could, given the restrictions of the couch. Wasting no time, the vulpine carefully guided his shaft toward the dog's entrance, encouraged by Anthony's paws holding onto his hips.

Their muzzles met in another kiss as Matthew slid himself into the Shepherd's rump, moaning fervidly as they devoured each other's tongues. Completely enamored with Anthony's tightness and warmth, Matthew slammed into his body with earnest, causing the dog to whine and gasp amongst an instant flood of moans. The fox's thrusts were hard, yet slow and deliberate, much like Anthony's back in the elevator. But, with their tongues clashing so viciously, along with those skillful paws running all through his fur, Matthew found this far more enjoyable.

He made sure to the German Shepherd felt his knot with every thrust, and if Anthony's whines were any indication, he wanted that tie even sooner than Matthew did. Not to mention the fox could feel his orgasm fast approaching, and this time, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back.

Just then, Anthony tightened his legs around the vulpine's hips. "Give it to me..." he begged as he kissed Matthew with heated vigor.

Perfect timing. Matthew happily obliged, ramming himself hard into the dog's body until he pushed his knot through, causing both canines to shudder and gasp against one another. It was far more than Matthew could bear, and he moaned deeply into Anthony's muzzle as he came.

He finally broke their kiss, dragging his tongue over the other canine's nose as he grabbed hold of Anthony's cock. The Shepherd quickly arched his back, eyes closed and muzzle wide open as Matthew furiously jerked him off. "I'm close..." he moaned.

The fox ran his tongue along the inside of Anthony's ear, torturing the canine as he whispered, "cum for me." Just then, he squeezed that sensitive knot, finally pushing Anthony over the edge, who arched his back again, his muzzle spilling with vocals as he climaxed.

Both canines panted, gazing and giggling happily at one another in that wonderful, post-sex afterglow. Anthony ran his paws ran through the back of Matthew's hair, while the vulpine just smiled and laid on top of him.

The fox then tried to move, but Anthony held him place, licking his nose. "You're not goin' anywhere."

Matthew smiled. "Just making myself more comfortable," he said, shifting his body on top of Anthony's to accommodate their knotted position. "Like you said, this time we're staying tied."

"Damn right," the Shepherd said, kissing him again.

"Hey, Anthony?" Evan called out with a knock on the door. "Have you got a minute? I need to ask you something."

"I'm a little...preoccupied at the moment," the dog yelled out in response.

"Any idea when you'll be done?" the rabbit asked, his voice still muffled behind the door.

"Uh, give me thirty minutes," Anthony said, looking back at Matthew. "Actually...give me an hour. I'm gonna be a while."

"Alright, will do. See in a bit."

Matthew raised a brow. "An hour? It doesn't take more than twenty or thirty minutes for the knot to go down."

Anthony smiled and wrapped his arms around him again. "I know. I just wanna snuggle with you afterward." He wagged under him.

Matthew smiled and kissed him once more. "Well I certainly won't say no to that."