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Alex sniffed the frigid winter air tentatively before stepping out onto the sidewalk. Jamming on a toboggan over his messy brown hair, he stood there briefly in the softly falling snow. Alex was a decent looking for his background, a tall lanky fox with a lean athletic build. Soft reddish brown fur spread down his back, His face and throat were creamy white, which continued to run down to the middle of his groin. His arms and legs were swathed in dark brown fur as were the long ears and tail that characterized his species. His fingers and toes looked to be dipped in cream, giving a fingerless glove appearance to his hands.

Alex turned left as opposed to right, which was the direction of his small run-down apartment. The fox reached into his pocket for a cigarette as he walked in the opposite direction for no real reason. It was some random urge to go that direction he supposed, as he paused to light the cig. Alex was a creature of the night, he didn't like to wander nearly as much in the daylight. It was around 9:00 so it was pretty dark right now, and only the red glow of his cigarette was visible as he moved between street lights.

Unfortunately for Alex, Night was also when the scumbags started coming out. Most of them minded their own business as long as he minded his. He'd already passed an alley with a mangy looking tomcat that was in the process of turning a tequila bottle upside down. A few friends were standing around laughing at him and cheering the cat on. It was perfectly normal for this part of town. It was a bad neighborhood by any standards. Women clutched their purses tighter every time they passed through it. It wasn't surprising for drugs and other illicit substances to be passed through the place.

Alex himself wasn't exactly your perfect law abiding citizen, The fox bought his pot in the alleyway behind the strip club, which he frequented. But for now the fur was content in sucking down the toxic fumes of regular tobacco. Alex continued his walk, turning his eyes to the sky, trying to perceive the stars through the thick smog of the city.

Not paying attention it wasn't long until he bumped into someone with a grunt. Alex didn't restrain the savage growl that rumbled from his throat as the half that was left of his cigarette fell from his mouth. The Fox glared down at the smaller fur he had knocked over. At first glance he thought it was a girl, but with a closer examination the black feline sprawled on the ground was revealed to be a rather effeminate male. Something about the terrified amber eyes that stared up at him softened his feral green glare and the predatory snarl faded. Perhaps it was the feline's pitiful attempts to stutter out a apology.

"Sorry about that" the fox sneered even as he offered him a hand up. "I wasn't paying attention." The feline took the offered hand nervously and was yanked to his feet, almost falling on top of Alex when he let go of him. A sneer spread across his narrow muzzle the fox laughed "You've got pretty shitty balance for a cat." Said clumsy cat merely shrugged his shoulders muttering something about lions and trees while staring down at his paws shyly. Only then did Alex notice his exact species, brain just registering the lashing tasseled tail. Odd. Most lions he'd seen, particular the male ones, were a lot taller and generally thicker built then this guy. Whose slender body gave the impression that he didn't eat enough, and stood around 5'8" compared to Alex's 6'4".

The kid was interesting to say the least, if Alex were to make a stab at his age he wouldn't put it above 20 and that was a stretch. He was different then others around this part of town, and Alex had never seen him before. The lion was almost pure raven black, with highly contrasting pure white hair that had long bangs in the front, was cut short in the back and spiked up with some kind of hair gunk. His clothes consisted of a tight black t-shirt, even tighter dark denim pants, and gray and white arm warmers, With no jacket at all. It was freezing to, and the poor kid was shivering. Basically he was an emo kid. And that just screamed out to the bozos that ran around here that he needed to be taken advantage of.

Luckily for him, Alex wasn't as much of a freak as the rest of them, and he had morals. They might not have conformed with societies morals but they did exist.

"What's your name, man?" he asked trying not to scare the poor guy more then he already had.

"J-jaren" the Lion replied his voice shy and nervous. Alex bit his lip, this kid really did not belong here. Behaving like that could get you killed or worse. He was so shy and submissive it confused the fox. He was so used to people giving him a bunch of shit that this was strange.

"Mine's Alex. I haven't seen you around before...New in town?"

"I guess you could say that...My dad kicked me out."

"heh...Small world ain't it. My dad did the same thing...Might have been because I was so drunk I thought he was the hooker I had called the pizza place for."

The lion smiled slightly, but that sadness was still there. Alex's grin slipped away into a frown, His ears swiveling backward.

"Um...You cold?" He asked features perking up again, looking at Jaren sheepishly. The lion looked surprised and for a few seconds he stared at the fox. Jaren nodded slowly, amber eyes turned down at the pavement.

"Here." The fox pulled off his jacket, fishing around in the pockets briefly before taking out a pack of cigarettes, a switchblade, and his desperately thin wallet. After stuffing the objects into the pockets of his ragged cargo pants. Alex then handed the jacket to Jaren, explaining "My fur is thicker then yours anyway, plus I've gotta hat." He tapped his toboggan with a smile, not even noticing the lion staring at the bulge in his pocket where the switchblade now resided.

The lion just stood there for a minute, the jacket hanging off his arm limply. Before Alex raising an eyebrow asked "You gonna put that on or not?" The lion then finally seemed to realize the jacket and if his fur weren't so dark his blush would have spread from ear to ear.

"Thank you..." his voice was so soft and shy. Alex rolled his eyes up to the sky, silently pleading 'why me? Why couldn't this kid be dumped on someone else?'

"um...really, Thank you for your kindness." For once the lion spoke to him even though he still couldn't look Alex in the eye. A slight smile teasing his lips "This really helped me...I shouldn't keep you, I'll just..." That smile faded again and Alex pitied the lion.

He was alone, cold and afraid, just like he was when he finally sobered up enough to realize what had happened when his own father ran him out of the house. It seemed so long ago...though in reality it had only been 3 years.. "I wish I could do more." Alex said with a smile, "You can keep the jacket, I've got another."

Jaren still looked pathetic, staring at his feet instead of the vulpine.

"You should smile more" Alex grinned, eyes wandering over Jaren. The lion had a cute helpless air to him, very pathetic actually. "You've got a nice smile" The fox shook his head, sure that his relentless staring was scaring the nervous young feline.

And when he looked down again green met amber and the lion quickly said "I shouldn't be keeping you, I'm sure you've got places to be." He turned away and started walking before Alex had time to register his words.

Rolling his shoulders in a shrug the fox turned and continued his walk. He still had no idea where he was going, just kept on moving. On paw in front of the other.

Pausing to light up another cigarette.

Alex didn't put much stock in destiny, but his meeting with the lion could have been explained as such. Shaking his head to rid his mind of such stupid thoughts the fox turned his thoughts to where to go. A wolfish grin crossed his maw as he finally thought of the place.

A small bar was the place in fact, cheap, sleazy, and shabby to boot. Also surprisingly popular. And as Alex walked through the door in his worn jeans a stained t-shirt he fit in perfectly. The rabbit tending the bar raised an eyebrow at him but otherwise there was no indication anyone noticed his appearance.

Sighing, the fox padded over to the bar and ordered a beer, as soon as it was brought to him he lapped at it quietly. Having no intention to get very drunk, the fox's eyes wandered over the room furtively. Disappointed by the lack of interesting people. Alex took long drag on his diminishing cigarette, and turned back to his beer. By the time he finished it, A short, petite deer woman offered to buy him another. Not pretty, not ugly. Resulting in a wide grin spread across his muzzle. For once he didn't have to do shit, it was being done for him. Alex was good at reading people, and this women was screaming for someone to take her home and fuck her silly.

Goddamn he loved when people did that. A bit of conversation and flirty hints and he was at her place, a humble and small house. Much better then his own living conditions but not great by any stretch of the imagination. Fiona, that was her name, pressed herself against his side coyly with a murr. She only came to mid chest on him. Batting her thick eyelashes at him, her brown eyes held the look of lust he was so familiar with. His pink tongue slipped slowly and seductively from between his teeth, swiping across his maw in a familiar pattern. Fiona stood on her tiptoes as he bent down to lock his lips with hers. He preferred them taller, but he wasn't picky. Errant hands wandered, hers petted the base of his luxurious tail, while his slipped slowly up her shirt.

A breath. In, then out, then another following after each other growing more and more heavy, broken by an intruding tongue interrupting the air stream. He'd knew deer, and knew they were playful and mischievous by nature even if they covered it up with a timid exterior. So as the doe grabbed his fluffy tail hugging it to her chest, she gave it a gentle pull. He grinned broadly allowing her to lead him into the bedroom where he became a more dominant force. Pulling his shirt off, she followed suite. Cream-colored fingers dropped to her still clothed ass, clenching it tightly and hoisting her off the ground. With a gasp and a shudder the deer wrapped her thin legs around his waist. His creamy chest pressed against her petite frame. A toothy predatory grin, which in other circumstances likely, would have terrified Fiona. But in this case only made her press into a kiss.

After a little more face-sucking Alex finally set her down, and quickly and skillfully slipped her out of her panties. His other hand unzipped his jeans, leaving them to pool around his feet. He unhooked her bra with a dexterous slip of his fingers. A throaty chuckle, "Your prreeetty." His voice was teasing in it's tone, she giggled, clasping her hands around his neck. "Stop playing around and fuck me." Fiona snorted.

Alex laughed, his fingers dropping to the doe's dripping slit, "Oh babe, playing around is half the fun. Besides, I'm not sure your ready," Two fingers pumped in and out of her sex, his head lowered so his long pink tongue could lap over her hardened nipples.

An excited moan bubbled up from the doe's throat. Alex closed his eyes listening to her ragged breathing and sounds of pleasure. God, he loved that, it proved they were enjoying themselves..

Her fingers tightened their grip on his shoulders, "Fuck me." A high pitched whine.

"Say please."

"Please." A devious look came over Alex's face as he undid the button confining his erect member to his boxers. He tensed, before thrusting it all the way in to the does throbbing sex making her cry out. He held it there for a few seconds, before pulling out almost all the way. Then again, his thrusts deep and smooth he continued the pattern. A large ear twitched as he thought he heard something, but it was quickly cut out by a happy scream from the doe. Her climax brought his on as well as her walls clenched around his cock. Alex grunted as he came, then turned in surprise as the door flew open.

There in the door, stood a very angry deer."SHIT! Roderick!" Fiona scream Alex's green eyes flick to the doe's fingers, ...yep a ring. He should have known it wouldn't be that easy. Quickly pulling up his jeans, Alex made a break for it. Shoving past the buck, he dashed for the door. Ripping it open and taking the steps down four at a time. The doe's husband was right behind him, and reached out to grab at his hair. Alex yelped as it was pulled and he tripped. Fortunately he brought the deer down with him.

He rolled to his feet and ran to the door, past a very confused looking old woman. He ripped open the glass door and slammed it closed behind him. Just in time for the stag to crashed into it. The glass cracked where an antler hit it.

Alex laughed uproariously, giving him a shiteating grin and raised his middle finger in the universal fuckhead salute. "What now bitch!" He laughed, before zipping his pants and continuing down the sidewalk casually wishing he hadn't left his shirt. He lit up a cig as he turned the corner.

It had been a normal enough day.