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Legionaire stirred in his sleep. Warmth coiled around his hardened member, squeezing it in a soft, wet embrace. He moaned softly, wings beating weakly at his sides. The stimulation traveled underneath his skin like a surge of heat, making his fur prickle.

"Mrrrr," the hybrid growled softly, thrusting gently into the wet embrace. The flesh brushed against his sensitive tip, forcing more blood into the hardening cock. Legionaire's claws dig into his palm. It felt too good, too warm. Instinct urged his to thrust harder and deeper. His sack was tight and hard with unspent seed, and his rock-hard member itched to expel it.

Legionaire thrust. He couldn't restrain his burning lust. The warmth around his cock vanished, replaced by a cough.

"Too...too sudden," a gentle voice came.

Legionaire opened his eyes. He blinked back his morning drowsiness and lifted his head just enough to gaze into Daniel's fiery eyes. He was so beautiful when he stood naked. His petite muzzle was almost as cute as his twitching ears. The fox licked his black nose and looked down upon the twitching rod of pure yellow muscles. His tongue flicked between his lips, trailing under the bulged head of Legionaire's cock.

"Ghh," Legionaire shivered with pent-up lust. His crotch burned with strain. Two more licks like that and his seed would spray all over Daniel's pretty head.

"Stop...please stop..." Legionaire moaned.

"You don't like that?" Daniel whispered enticingly. He sniffed and licked around Legionaire's balls, suckling on each orb. That moisture drew the aroused hybrid wild. Thrusting upwards, he cried out as two string of translucent fluid left his squirming cock, splashing under Daniel's chin.

The black fox chuckled and wiped the fluid with a finger. "You definitely like that."

He prepared to clean the mess when Legionaire gripped his neck softly. He was so fragile, and Legionaire only applied only a sliver of his great strength.

"Turn around, my dear, beautiful fox."

"Why?"

"You know why," Legionaire pushed himself up. He yelped softly when his cock touched the dry bedding, but that didn't stop him from planting a wet kiss on Daniel's muzzle. His lover tasted even better than he looked.

Legionaire turned his head to the side and pushed deeper into Daniel's muzzle. Tingling warmth filled his muscles as he tasted his partner's canines. Daniel loved tongue wrestling. He twisted and coiled, trying to pin Legionaire down. He wasn't so lucky. The hybrid had a fire inside him; a hunger only quenched through primal means. He traced every tooth and tickled Daniel's cheeks before he pulled back with a wet squelch.

Daniel blinked, shivering with arousal. "You convinced me," he smiled mischievously and turned around, presenting his luxurious tail.

"I know everything about you, remember? Where to touch...how to touch...and where to insist..." Legionaire got onto his fours, just like Daniel did, and pushed his head under the white tufted tail. Daniel's arousal was obvious. It oozed out of his poking cock just like the drops trailing down his twitching tip.

Legionaire wanted to take him right here, right now, yet he couldn't resist a brief teasing. He cleaned Daniel's cock with a long lick.

"Hhhhaaah," Daniel humped into his tongue.

Legionaire smiled. Licking his muzzle lustfully, he pushed his nose into Daniel's tailhole. The muscles quivered and shook under the assault of his determined tongue.

"Oooh. I thought...thought...aaaaah!" Daniel whimpered and tensed, barely able to speak.

"Shhh," Legionaire smacked his lips, savoring the pungent taste before licking around Daniel's balls. The playful spheres squirmed and tensed, undoubtedly filled with warm, delicious seed. Legionaire left them wet with saliva, moving up along the tense sheath. Each lick brought throbs along Daniel's length, revealing more of his crimson, hardened cock. The knot expanded within the sheath, stretching the wet entrance to its limits.

Legionaire took a deep whiff of that delightful scent and hungrily licked around the dripping flesh. Daniel cried out. The bed sheets shifted underneath, gripped by squirming, restless paws.

"Pl...please..." the fox panted. "Take...take me..."

Legionaire certainly planned to after a couple more licks. He caressed the bulging veins expanding on the side of the throbbing meat and licked around the tip thrice, slurping Daniel's sweet precum. Males had a somewhat bitter taste. Legionaire knew that from his own seed. Yet that was not the case with Daniel. Everything was sweet about him. Legionaire pressed his muzzle shut, muffling the upcoming moan as a warm spurt of pre shot on the tip of his nose. He rubbed it off between Daniel's shivering legs and straightened his spine. His own cock was throbbing restlessly, spitting drops of fresh lube every time it tensed.

"Are you ready?"

"Why are you even asking?" Daniel lifted his tail. "Mate me already."

"Some customs die hard," Legionaire chuckled. He closed his eyes, savoring the wild scents of them both. Then, he lifted his wings and gripped his fox, massaging his sides with gentle rubs.

"Don' Don't tease me!"

"Not planning to," Legionaire added. He pushed his cock forth with quick thrusts until he found Daniel's shivering tailhole. The muscles drew the drops of precum inside, kissing Legionaire's tip with a lewd squelching sound.

"Ffff...fuck," Legionaire gritted his teeth. Intense pleasure washed through his tip. The most sensitive part of his body was kissed and kneaded from all sides, and that made it infuriatingly hard to resist. Despite his better judgement, Legionaire pushed inside. The flesh resisted against his prod, clenching defiantly. He pushed again, then again, until he immersed his tip into that tight, sweltering tunnel.

Daniel's knees buckled. He fell on his arms, whimpering like a cub.

"Aaaah. More. I want you deep inside me."

Legionaire knew that. He knew every fur strand on his lover, but he also knew foxes lacked natural lubrication.

"A moment, my love. I don't want to hurt you."

"Ridiculous," Daniel muffled his screams, barely handling all that pleasure.

"Yes you are," Legionaire massaged Daniel's flanks with a hand and gripped around his crotch with the other. He avoided direct stimulation. Waiting for his precum to fill Daniel's tailhole became harder than his member. The licking worked him up too much, and an early release would only disappoint his partner.

"It's wet enough," Daniel gasped.

"I counted only three spurts."

"Don't care! I'm about to burst from all this waiting!"

Legionaire laughed and complied with his partner's desires. He slid in softly, burying his member all the way to the base. Daniel was well accustomed to his size by now. All the nights of love making and filling stretched his tiny hole to manageable levels.

Only the tightness and the heat remained the same. Legionaire never lasted long when he pierced his lover. The way he squeezed and clenched drew the seed out of him faster than anything. So he pushed out, then slid back in with a grunt.

"You're still so tight, my love."

"Only because you are so big," Daniel pushed back. "Deeper."

"You want more?"

Legionaire got an affirmative yelp in response. He sneaked a hand underneath Daniel's crotch, feeling for his sheath. Then, he thrust, exposing his canine knot when his member pushed all the way in.

"HAAAAAAAH!" Daniel cried. His seed speared into the bed with an audible spurt. If he shot hard, he clenched even harder.

Legionaire remained stuck inside. There was no way out for his tense member. Strong muscles milked him from all sides, begging for his seed. It was so intense...so warm. Legionaire stretched his neck, nibbling around one of Daniel's ears. Mounting made him feel so warm and fuzzy, so he licked and whimpered like a puppy stricken by heat.

Daniel moaned, turning his head around. The two canines licked around each other's muzzles, whining happily before sharing a long, passionate kiss. The flow of affection distracted Legionaire from his clenching crotch. His balls were just about to give out their burden.

"Mate me, my love..." Daniel said. "Thrust deep. Thrust hard. Fill me with your seed."

"I don't want to-"

"Please...I know you'll never hurt me."

Legionaire licked Daniel's muzzle just before squeezing his knot. His fox lover howled, spurting his liquid lust out of his spasming member. He was cumming in his earnest now, and each spurt led to a vice grip around Legionaire's cock. The hybrid pulled out, then sunk his whole length back inside with a loud, growling moan.

"So good...so good," Daniel whimpered.

That only made Legionaire increase his pace. He had both hands around Daniel's torso, securing him in a gentle grip while his hips rocked back and forth. Doggy style was a fast paced mounting, and it wasn't long before the pressure inside Legionaire's crotch became too hard to contain. He bit back his release and freed one of his hands. He pushed past Daniel's clenching balls and squeezed his knot, milking him after every thrust. The fox loved that. His flesh burned with arousal, and ridiculous amounts of seed overflowed from his erect member.

Legionaire knew he had only a couple thrusts before he burst. He pounded Daniel in his earnest, sliding along the lubricated walls. A surge traveled across his crotch, tightening his balls and member at the same time.

"Daniel...I'm going...going to..."

Legionaire couldn't finish the sentence. Bliss overwhelmed him just before he spoke that last, highly arousing word. Fertile semen traveled across his shaft, ready to spurt through his overly tense tip. With a final, feral thrust, Legionaire pushed as deep as he could and erupted inside his lover.

Daniel's tongue met his muzzle just as he burst. They kissed, nibbled around their muzzles and moaned while their seed overflowed. Legionaire filled Daniel's constricting hole with ropes of fertile semen, making him squeeze all the harder. He knew how sensitive his prostate was, and each spurt of warm semen caressed the sensitive organ in all the right ways. Daniel too came harder than ever, thrusting erratically into the air. His cock slapped against his belly, shooting the load far across the bed.

"Hnggghhh!" Daniel cried, pushing back into Legionaire's cock. He was overly stimulated with a cock lodged deep inside him and a hand squeezing his rock-hard knot, and Legionaire knew it. He milked him steadily while depositing all his remaining seed inside Daniel's tailhole. He was much too tight to store all that semen, so the gooey warmth traveled back, dribbling down Legionaire's squirming balls. That felt better than expected. The hybrid forced three weaker spurts before his cock was drained of both tension and seed.

He prepared to pull out when Daniel gripped one of his hands. "Keep it inside. I...like how it feels when you finish."

Legionaire laughed and licked Daniel's nose lovingly. He loved his fox so much, and wished he could fill him with much more than seed. He thought back upon that crazy idea he had last week. It wasn't completely necessary, but if applied, it consolidated the bond between them harder than Daniel's knot when they tied. One thought led into the other, and soon Legionaire's mind drifted towards blissful plans.

"Ackh."

Daniel's gasp brought Legionaire out of his reverie. His cock just slid out, unleashing streams of sticky semen. It flowed out of his clenching tailhole like thickened milk, staining the bed sheets with sticky gushes.

"I'll get that," Legionaire pushed the bushy tail aside and twisted his tongue around Daniel's ass, rolling the substance around. It had a suave and highly addictive taste. Legionaire slurped the riptide, then suckled on Daniel's tailhole. The tip of his tongue slid just enough inside to clean the remaining deposits.

"Ah, that feels good," Daniel swished his tail. "Nothing's better than a licking after a proper mounting."

When Legionaire finished, Daniel returned the favor by licking his cock dry. He told the fox it was unnecessary, but he didn't listen. Seed was life, and Daniel had a voracious appetite for it. He slurped the last few drops and closed his eyes, savoring the taste.

"You taste divine, my dear wolf."

Legionaire chuckled. "No way. Your taste is better than any food or drink!"

"Pff," Daniel jumped into Legionaire's lap. "Then let me mount you, and see how good it feels inside you."

"Hop in then," Legionaire padded one of his legs.

"So you can fuck me again?"

"No, silly!" Legionaire pulled his fox into a lovely hug. "For this."

"You're such a charmer," Daniel lamented, scratching behind the joint of a feathered wing.

"Only because I know what I want," the hybrid whispered, looking into Daniel's eyes. "And that's you."

His fox wanted to turn his gaze towards the window. He was still a bit shy when romance got involved. But this time, he didn't look away. Daniel pushed his muzzle against Legionaire's, rubbing himself with a lovely whimper.

"Ooh, I love you so much, my big, silly wolfy."

"Love you too," Legionaire said, licking Daniel lovingly. This was a good time to say just how much he cared for his fox.

"In fact, I have something planned."

"Another mating?"

"Nuh-uh," Legionaire bumped Daniel's muzzle with his. "Something better."

"What?"

"It's...I want to. I mean...." Legionaire felt a wave of heat flush over him. Drat. Why was this happening? "It's been this thing I wanted to tell you," he grumbled, searching for the proper words.

"You're blushing!" Daniel blurted, squeezing himself tight against Legionaire's muscular chest. "And your heart is beating so fast. It must be something good!"

"Well..." Legionaire licked his canines, still lost in thought. "I want to..." he looked around, cursing softly.

"To what?" Daniel yelped. "You can tell me, you big oaf." He pulled on a wing, acting all silly.

To Legionaire, that made it all the harder. He was strong enough to beat five guys in a scuffle and couldn't propose? How silly.

"I wanted to make you the best breakfast ever!" Legionaire said out loud, wings flaring with pride.

"Oh, I love your breakfasts," Daniel added. "But don't leaaaave...yet."

The last word trailed slowly from his muzzle. With a leap, Legionaire was already out of the bed, walking with determined steps towards the kitchen.

"I'll be back really fast," he laughed.

"And I'll be waiting. And thinking of innumerable ways to take you," Daniel added shortly after.

Legionaire hid his smile, pretending to scratch around his left horn as he walked towards the kitchen. He was excited enough without Daniel's witty comments. He was so lovely when he got bold! The shy fox he met at the glory hole changed during the course of the past month. He was still somewhat reserved and shy in public, but he was no longer fully afraid to express himself or speak his mind. Legionaire loved that. He knew Daniel's feelings were genuine from their first kiss, yet the proof felt immeasurably sweeter.

Legionaire opened his fridge, going through the mess inside. "What do you wanna eat?"

"You," Daniel shouted.

Legionaire almost bit his tongue. "Come on. Be serious."

"Alright then," Daniel took a deep breath. "I want to taste your sweet tongue as I graze upon your muzzle and press my body against your toned muscles in a feral display of love while my cock pierces deep inside your squirming flesh, tying us like the pair that we deserve to be."

Legionaire opened his muzzle to speak. No words came out aside from a soft gasp. "What?" He asked softly, closing the fridge. That gave him a good view of Daniel. The fox had his head propped on an arm while the pillow rested his side.

"Where did you get that from?" Legionaire asked.

"Made it up. Now come over here and join me," Daniel said impatiently.

That smile gave Legionaire the goose bumps. He turned his head around and focused on his task. "After we eat, my dear."

"Ugh, fiiine. I'll just sit here and play with myself then."

"Make all the mess you want!"

"I will! And then force you to clean everything!"

Legionaire made a slurping noise, sending them both into a fit of laughter. That was a good distraction. The intermission allowed the hybrid to find milk and munchies a lot faster. He filled two cups with the cold milk, threw some cookies on a vast black tray, and fished out some chocolate cream from the fridge.

He picked it up and walked back towards Daniel before stopping in the hallway. "Oh shit, the wedding."

"What's that?"

"The padding!" Legionaire said quickly, rolling his eyes at the horrendous mistake. "I need something creamy for your breakfast."

"Your seed will do. Now come over here, breakfast!'

Daniel was slightly scary when he got horny. Undoubtedly he picked some skills from that glory hole. Legionaire fussed over a possible reply, but nothing came to mind. It was just a question; a string of simple words. How could somebody plan around that?

Shaking his head, the wolf hybrid walked back into the bedroom.

"You shouldn't have bothered," Daniel turned on his back, exposing his lithe body and sheath to Legionaire's eyes.

He gazed upon the luxurious black coat and the jewels hiding between his legs. He liked how soft Daniel's fur looked. So soft and silky...and the white patch on his chest and at the tips of his extremities made him all the prettier.

"Cat ate your tongue?"

"Fox," Legionaire corrected. "You're so freaking beautiful..."

Daniel smiled. "When was the last time you looked into the mirror?"

"Err. Yesterday?"

"Good. Because that's how true beauty looks like."

Legionaire bothered with no words. He put the tray on the table next to the TV and jumped onto his fox. Daniel screamed, but quickly found himself pinned underneath the stronger canine.

"Did I tell you how good you smell, or how awesome you taste?" Legionaire licked between Daniel's eyes.

"Many times," Daniel struggled to push that slobbery tongue away. "No need to lick me all over."

"There is," Legionaire said, sharing a quick kiss with the love of his life. "I want to squeeze you to my chest, like this," he pressed against the lovely fox. "And lick you all over, like this."

Daniel started giggling like a cub. He gave up when Legionaire trailed down his chest. He liked being licked around his vulnerable parts. That included his belly, all four paws, and especially flanks. He spread them wide open, allowing Legionaire to take what he wanted. This time, it was Daniel's sheath. Without using his hands, Legionaire licked around the tip, pushing his tongue inside the fleshy shelter. It was moist, warm, and deliciously lubricated.

Daniel moaned softly. His cock throbbed and expanded inside the sheath, revealing its pointy tip to Legionaire's tongue. He licked and squeezed it around until it expanded into a strong, veritable cock.

"You shouldn't have done that..." Daniel licked his muzzle.

"Why?"

"Because I want to mount you!" He got up and kissed Legionarie lovingly.

The kiss left their muzzles damp. Legionaire cleaned the saliva with a swipe and turned around. "Have me then. You know I like them big."

"Not like that. Sit on your back," Daniel gripped and pushed Legionaire until he stood on his back. "I want to look upon my lover's face while I mate him."

"Kinky."

"Just how you like it," Daniel winked.

Legionaire waited breathlessly while Daniel straddled him. He knew he was in for a treat when the whole cock slid inside all the way to the knot from the first thrust. Daniel whimpered, shivering with lust. His knot was highly sensitive, and having so much pressure around it filled him with more pleasure than he could handle. The fox collapsed with a moan, grazing Legionaire's chin with soft yelps of pure bliss.

"Shh...it feels good, I know," Legionaire hugged and kissed him. He felt the meat throb and expand inside his tailhole. Each pulsation brought him waves of pleasure, yet it was the erupting seed that pushed him closer towards the edge. The hot spears shot against his very prostate, making for a wild and unexpected strong orgasm.

Legionaire tensed. His wings wrapped around Daniel and his toes clenched under pleasure's strain. He knew what he was in for. The first knotting experience released his seed in less than ten seconds. It was a messy and unnaturally strong release that left Legionaire panting in the aftermath. He learned how and when to relax his muscles to prolong the pleasure since then, yet he knew he couldn't last more than a minute. The hot seed only complemented the knot. Feeling himself stretched and filled by his lover made Legionaire weak. He wanted to give in and release. Being taken was what made him feel truly loved. It was intimate and personal, a bond few ever shared.

And with his lover's knot tying the two together, Legionaire felt fully accomplished. He closed his eyes and growled, snarled or moaned after every throb, flying upon pleasure's wings.

"Daniel..."

"What is it, love?" the fox nipped around Legionaire's chin.

"That thing I wanted to tell you about...I want to share it now."

He licked Legionaire's nose and slid his tongue between his canines. The two shared a wet and passionate lick before breaking apart. This was the perfect moment. Daniel's eyes glimmered with love and affection, and his seed felt so hot and full of life.

Legionaire flicked his tail, grunted as a particularly spurt brought him closer to orgasm, and spoke. "You already know the extent of my feelings towards you...and how deep they reach."

"You don't have to tell me," Daniel whimpered, pushing slightly deeper. The two lovers moaned and licked each other, pressing their bodies tightly against one another.

"That's why I'm proposing to you," Legionaire said. "Do you want to be my mate, Daniel?"

He licked his whiskers, then stared at Legionaire, blinking. He didn't say anything until the hot streams reduced their frequency.

"I...that's deep. Mate? You mean like in a wedding?"

"Heeeey," Legionaire gripped his head and pulled him to his chest. "It's not that serious. You can take your time with the answer."

"It is! You're asking me to be your mate, and I...I'm afraid of what can go wrong if..."

Legionaire hugged his fox with both paws and wings. He started shaking, and his knot slowly shrunk until it came out with a wet plop.

"Shh. Nothing will go wrong as long as I'm here. You know that."

"I want to feel that way," Daniel pulled back to quickly sneak in a kiss. "But at the same time I need a bit of time to think."

"Of course!" Legionaire licked one of his ears, then jumped off the bed. "Anything you wish, my dear fox."

He tried to lick Daniel's penis back into its sheath, but the fox covered himself with his tail. "It's...I'm being dumb again, aren't I?"

"Not at all. I would lose my mind too if you asked me the same question."

"Maybe I should have," Daniel whimpered. "I love you so much, dear wolf. So much! If only..."

Legionaire wanted to leap all over him again and cuddle until all those pesky doubts vanished, but he knew when somebody needed a bit of space.

"It's alright. I will take a quick walk and get us some burgers!" Legionaire flexed his wings, smiling broadly. "They will come nicely with the desert I prepared."

"Burgers would be great," Daniel smiled. "Thank you."

"Anything for you, my love."

Daniel got shy at that. He hid underneath an arm and mumbled something.

"I'll get going then. Love you, my cute little fox!"

"Love you too!" Daniel replied weakly.

Legionaire dressed quickly and went out the door with a smile. Proposals were so bothersome! He knew Daniel's answer. Everybody got shy in a situation like that, so his reticence didn't upset Legionaire at all. He rushed down the stairs and went into the intense sunlight of late morning. The sidewalk wasn't as packed as he expected. Furs and people alike walked or ran towards their destination, depending on their mood and species. Felines were quick and sleek, vaulting over cars like they were nothing but stationary objects, while humans and canines preferred to just walk.

Legionaire flexed his wings and tucked them to his sides. He didn't feel like flying, so instead he ran. He took the first left, then crossed the street towards the Fatass Burger diner. It had a neat little garden and tables for those who preferred to eat outside. It looked nice from here, all cozy and nestled in a nest of vegetation, but Legionaire still remembered the hidden pleasures one found inside the darker places of the diner.

"Heh," Legionaire chuckled and approached. Every abuse Daniel went through has been discarded in exchange for joy and happiness. Legionaire's blood quickened when he thought back on his fox. He probably waited in the bed, playing with himself just like he promised. The vivid images tickled him between the legs in a rather obvious manner.

Legionaire went inside before his jeans became obviously tented. The smell of meat and burgers assaulted his nose in an instant, making his mouth water with anticipation. He ordered two double hamburgers with everything, chicken wings and two types of sauces to go with it. While he waited, he couldn't help but peek towards the bathroom. Behind that brown door were six stalls, one of which had a whole in the wall.

A glory hole. Legionaire thought back upon his first time there, and the intense pleasure he felt when a tongue touched his penis after months of absence. The moisture felt exquisite, and the texture was orgasm inducing. Even back then, Daniel was brave. He sucked and took Legionaire deep inside his throat, suckling like a ravished beast.

"You're still like that, my pervy fox."

"What's that?" The lioness asked as she placed the bag on the counter.

"Nothing," Legionaire smiled. "How much is that?"

"8,99."

Legionaire readied a twenty bill and slid it underneath her padded fingers. "There you go, kitty."

"Twenty? You're giving me-"

"Yes, and keep the change," he winked.

She smiled broadly and flashed her fangs at Legionaire. "You're such a charmer. Please come again."

"Only if you serve the burgers," Legionaire joked and went out. The lioness shouted her schedule, making him laugh out loud. Daniel wondered how Legionaire made everyone like him, and he had yet to give a proper reply. Being himself wasn't that difficult.

"Not difficult for you, dumbass," Legionaire mumbled. He thought on how to explain confidence to Daniel when thoughts of the wedding returned. If Daniel accepted, they had to decide on the location and the theme of the wedding. Excitement filled Legionaire. He wanted something feisty, but at the same time something tame enough for those who sought friendship and fun.

Knots. He had to do something on that topic. Legionaire imagined a particularly funny decoration when something hard impacted the back of his head. The blow blackened his vision and sent his legs sprawling. Legionaire fell. Down became left as he met the tough concrete on the side.

"Hit'im again, gancho!"

"He's passed out, gon."

"Why is he movin' then?"

"I don't know man. Spasms and that kind of shit?"

The voices distorted for a moment. Legionaire lifted his wing, catching a glimpse of his assailants. He saw a grey wolf and a black bear. The same guys who tried to rape Daniel, and also the same idiots who got their asses handed to them shortly after.

"Smash his head man!"

"He's down bro. Just look at him. Can't even keep his eyes open."

Legionaire blinked. His eyelids felt so heavy, and his body so weak. Stars speckled his vision, and before he figured what the heck happened, blackness enveloped his senses.

***

Daniel felt awfully tight. He rolled on his belly and gripped the base of his knot. He was throbbing in his earnest now, shooting streams of clear semen in wide arcs. The droplets sparkled in the falling sunlight before they fell down with a soft thud. Legionaire filled his mind. He imagined the hybrid bustling through the door to clean the mess, just like he promised. The erotic thought heated Daniel's blood. The quicker Legionaire licked, the harder Daniel squeezed around his rock hard knot. He moaned and thrust, milking himself dry until the streams turned into weak squirts. Daniel sighed and eased his member back into the sheath. Self pleasure wasn't as satisfying as real love. Why wasn't Legionaire returning?

"I'm definitely being dumb again," the fox facepalmed. "Dumb dumb dumb dumb. I should have said yes. I should have said yes. It's one word. Why couldn't I say it?"

He beat himself over it until his stomach grumbled. Pushing himself out of the stained blanket, Daniel walked over to the TV and picked the black tray filled with goodies. He placed it on his lap and munched on the cookies, looking towards the city. Legionaire's apartment had a view towards the park, but very little green was noticeable among the tall buildings. The glass reflected the glare, making Daniel's eyes water.

"What a bother," he mumbled grumpily. Eating alone was decisively less entertaining. Without Legionaire's witty comments, the whole apartment felt lifeless. Daniel drank his milk and ate the rest of the cookies in silence, hoping Legionaire returned before he finished the last one.

He didn't. Daniel looked towards the door. The keys rested inside the keyhole. If he wanted, he could go search for him...

...and probably get lost in the process. He was terribly clumsy at navigation. Actually, Daniel never felt exceptionally competent at anything. A simple grocery trip made his hands sweat and his knees weak. Talking to other people felt so unnerving! Legionaire never had that problem. He always acted like he knew everyone...like he was a friend to everyone.

Daniel sighed. He wanted the same. Interaction made him smarter somehow. When he talked, he focused less on his incapability and more on the actual conversation. Legionaire praised him over and over again for his humor and everything, but he was the only one.

The only one aside from the clients. Daniel received praise from those too. Felines worshipped his tongue, while better equipped canines and ursines marveled at how deep his throat went. Those were happy cases. For a male of his profession, Daniel was beaten, raped and insulted more than he was praised.

He blinked, washing all those dark thoughts away. They were in the past. Legionaire assured him of that. He promised no harm and no pain would come to Daniel as long as they remained together. Unfortunately, that was not the case at the moment. Daniel tapped his foot impatiently, expecting Legionaire to open the door at any moment.

Minutes passed. Then an hour. Where could he be? Daniel took a quick leak, then walked around the room with no particular intention. He promised Legionaire never to dwell on negativity. Life was too short to be weighted down by doubts and fears.

Yet what if he was wrong? What if...he never returned?"

Daniel bit his tongue until he drew blood. "I promised!" He hissed, clenching his fists. "That won't happen! He will come back. He loves me..."

But his voice was weak and unsure. How could he even trust himself?

Daniel shook his head. He needed distraction, and quick. Pleasuring himself was out of the question. If Legionaire came in, he would want his fox to be all horny and prepared.

Daniel smiled. He had a few devious positions and techniques to try, but only when Legionaire returned. Meanwhile, he busied himself with the video game console. Shooters kept him occupied much longer than expected. When Daniel looked out the window, the midday sun had already vanished. Golden beams bore down upon the street below, warm with evening's breath.

"Fuck," Daniel cursed. He closed "Feral Fighters" and threw the remote controller on top of the console. Half a day passed, and Legionaire had yet to return. So much for breakfast and sex...

Whimpering, Daniel started pacing all over again. He covered the kitchen, the hallway and even the bathroom with his complete loop. Was Legionaire meeting a friend? No. He would have told him that.

Unless he preferred to keep such information a secret. Daniel hated secrets. They ruined every relationship he had. He didn't pry too much into his lover's life out of both respect and fear. And now, he regretted asking. If Legionaire met somebody else, Daniel deserved to know.

He went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. When he looked in the mirror, he saw not the wretch that crawled out of the glory hole, but the clean, beautiful fox Legionaire kept at his side.

"Stop being dumb!" Daniel snarled, surprising himself with how fierce he looked.

"He proposed to me. Legionaire is too smart to make such mistakes. If he had someone else, he would have taken more precautions."

Yes. That had to be it. A big weight was lifted off Daniel's shoulders. Smiling, he jumped back into the bed. Legionaire had to return here sooner or later. Trailing a paw down his chest, Daniel found his sheath. He rubbed around his flaccid penis, then cupped his perky balls. They had a generous size and felt rather pleasing. He played with them briefly before exposing his cock. He rubbed quickly, forcing blood to rush through the limp muscle. Each throb was delightfully pleasing to his heightened senses. He waited until he got fully hard, them clamped down on the knot.

A whimper escaped his muzzle. No matter how much he prepared, the orgasm always took him by surprise. Daniel closed his eyes and squeezed rhythmically. Images of Legionaire filled his mind, and he fell asleep to the smell and touch of his lover.

Night came and went before he knew it. The next time Daniel woke, he was greeted by the sun's pure brilliance. White light flowed through the opened windows, bringing in the scents of the morning.

Daniel grumbled. He got off the bed and looked around. Did Legionaire return? His heart quickened at the thought. Daniel checked every room, screaming Legionaire's name. The answer was as empty as the apartment. Where the hell was he?

Daniel went to the bathroom, ears drooped with weighted sadness. He applied the same cold water treatment, foxed up and dressed. He was no longer the wimp Legionaire rescued, but his lover. If his mate was out there, Daniel planned to find him no matter what.

Gritting his teeth with determination, Daniel took the keys and walked out the door. The noise of the city made him shudder with uneasiness. He got so used to go out with Legionaire, and now he was alone. He felt naked and exposed. Defenseless. As if every bit of courage vanished from his body.

"Alright," Daniel looked around, pushing his fear into submission. "If I were Legionaire, where would I go?"

He looked left, then right, towards the cluster of trees nestled around a field of green. The park, of course! Legionaire always spoke fondly of nature and all the pleasures it offered. It was also close to the Fatass burger. Daniel's hackles rose when he thought back on what that place meant for him, but he brushed it away with a shake of his head. Legionaire went there to buy burgers, not sexual favors. Daniel was quite sure of that.

He ran. The first minute was easy. The following ones? Not quite so. For a fox that preferred cabs over jogging, physical activity proved exhausting. Gritting his teeth, Daniel maintained his pace. He couldn't be lazy now, when his mate's safety was at stake. The mere thought of Legionaire and his warm wings gave Daniel the strength he needed to reach the Fatass Burger diner in one go.

He stopped, panting. He hated the dripping burger slogan as much as he loathed the colors. Yellow spots speckled the crimson red color along with dashes of yellow. Fatass Burger prided itself with its ketchup and mustard and fries. They made tasty food. Daniel agreed on that.

Yet the abuse he suffered inside the bathroom stall paled in comparison to the taste of juicy meat. He licked and swallowed more cock than burgers. Strangers of all kinds pushed themselves into either paws or throat, demanding service for a pittance. When they didn't shout or threaten, they thrust. And when they thrust, Daniel choked. He blinked, turning his thoughts away from the few moments when he was brought on the verge of fainting.

"I hate this place," he snarled, licking his bared fangs. "Nobody showed me compassion. Nobody aside from..." his voice slowly trailed off as he thought back on Legionaire.

He didn't know how he looked or what species he was, only that he had a huge yellow cock and a kind, calming voice. He asked Daniel if he was ok with it. He actually asked!

Daniel shivered. He remembered the warmth well. Legionaire was the first person who expressed genuine concern, and for that he got the best blowjob of his life. Daniel never hungered for cock as much as he did then. He wanted to eat Legionaire whole and gulp down every drop of his fertile seed.

And he managed that to some extent. The first spurts drowned his muzzle, but Daniel quickly cooped the dripping fluid into his paws. He licked Legionaire clean, then slurped the rest of his warm seed. He was tasty as he was kind, and not just because he gave a huge tip after he finished.

"Such a charmer," Daniel smiled. The drowning fear slowly lifted, replace by a fuzzy feeling of warmth and comfort.

"I'm going to find you, Legionaire. And I'm going to say yes!"

Daniel looked around, giggling like a young cub. He knew this was the last place visited by Legionaire, but no visible clues offered any information about his whereabouts. Daniel looked back towards the diner, nodded, and went inside.

The bell rang.

"What can I do for you, sweetie?" A young lioness asked from the counter.

"I'm looking for my mate," Daniel said.

"Mate? How does he look like?"

"He's a wolf," Daniel approached. "A big, strong wolf with feathery yellow wings and golden horns."

"Oh," the lioness giggled. "I might have seen him."

"Really?" Daniel almost choked with surprise.

"Yes. But I'm not offering you the details for free."

Daniel looked down. He forgot to take any money with him. Drat! He never had Legionaire's talent of persuasion, and he already felt embarrassment flooding over his rationality.

"Err...he's my mate. Was. I mean will be," Daniel stuttered. "Please tell me where he is. Please..."

The lioness licked her nose. She appeared to consider the offer. "Alright," she leaned over the counter, sniffing Daniel's muzzle.

He drew back with a yelp.

"So cute! I can see what he likes in you."

"Please- please tell me where he is."

"Mrr. You also know what you want," she chuckled, amber eyes glimmering playfully. "Alright then. He came here yesterday buying two burgers. He looked like somebody that could eat both of them, but your story checks out. I'm sure one of those burgers was for you, sweetie."

Daniel blushed. "Any idea where he went?"

"I dunno," the lioness rubbed her padded hands. "But you can sniff around and try to find a trail."

Daniel smiled and left. He didn't like laughter. Strangers always seemed to laugh at him for some reason.

"It was a joke, sweet fox. You don't have to-"

Her voice dispersed in the bell's ring once Daniel left the diner. Drat! He knew nothing more than he did when he left the apartment. He took a deep breath, preparing to unleash a monstrous sigh.

Then it came. A faint trace of metallic smell. Daniel walked, sniffing. He looked to the sides. Nothing in particular caught his attention. He lowered his head, looking on the ground. Shards of glass were spread on the floor. A fight? Daniel crouched, analyzing the fragments. Some had stains on them. He picked one, then licked the edge.

It was blood. Yellow blood, matching Legionaire's flesh. Daniel panicked. Legionaire was strong enough to take on a whole group, wasn't he? Surely he found his way back to his apartment.

Daniel ran back as fast as he could. He muscles burned and his throat stung when he reached the entrance of the block, but he didn't stop. He took the elevator, catching a brief respite.

"Please be home...please be home..." he mumbled between every breath. When the elevator's doors parted, he ran to the door.

It stood open, like somebody just went inside. Daniel almost choked from the rush of excitement.

"Legionaire!" He shouted, bursting into entry hall. No voice answered him. After checking every room, Daniel knew why.

Someone else returned instead of Legionaire. The kitchen was a mess, and clothes were thrown all around the living room. Gulping emptily, Daniel opened the door to the bedroom. The sheets were thrown on the floor. Nightstands were upturned, and the wardrobe was torn inside out. Among the dishevelment, one thing stood out.

Daniel looked away. He dreaded to read the words, but he forced himself to look back.

"Play me?" he whispered. "This is like in those movies. What if...?"

He didn't speak the rest of his thoughts. Instead, he picked the tape, then pushed it into the video recorder.

"Hello Daniel," a deep voice spoke in a sea of pitch black darkness.

"What the-" Daniel squeaked. The voice interrupted before he spoke further."

"For months you have been fucking your lover, filling him with the affection denied to all of your other clients. Today, we are going to put that bond to the test."

Lights suddenly snapped on, revealing Legionaire's muffled screams. He was bound on a metal cross, with wings, arms and feet tied by ropes and chains.

"Oh fuck!" Daniel whimpered, clutching his muzzle with his hands.

"Here is he, struggling to break free just like the poor oafs desiring to find relief into the depths of your muzzle. You struggled and complained to suck cock, putting your own needs above their desires. Did you learn something from your past mistakes? Are you determined enough to make up for your sins and fill up the ransom with weighted apologies?"

"Yes, fuck yes!" Daniel shouted, slapping the screen.

"Good," the voice said, deep and ominous. "Put two thousand dollars into the account specified on the label of this tape, and we will release your lover. Delay... and you shall know the consequences almost as well as your mate."

A dark chuckle followed. The camera zoomed in on Legionaire. Blood streaked down the side of his head, and his blue eye was swollen. He snapped and bit towards one of the attackers, but that only earned him a punch in the stomach.

Daniel clutched his stomach. He felt the pain and hurt clutched inside that blow. Tears welled up inside his eyes, falling around his muzzle.

"Your mate is a fighter. Good. We all like them better when they fight back," the voice laughed.

Legionaire received another punch, then another, making Daniel weep after every blow.

"Deliver the money quick, and don't call the police. If you do...well..." another chuckle followed. "There won't be many pieces from your mate left to collect."

"Fuck this," Daniel punched the VCR, forcing the tape out. He threw it across the room and fell on the ground, crying. What has Legionaire ever done to those bastards? He was always kind, always considerate...

Daniel cried. He cried and wept like a helpless kit. The didn't have answers nor money, just regrets and heated pain. The stinging suffering ate at Daniel until tears dried at the corner of his eyes. He wiped them with a paw and blinked. Legionaire had money. If he paid the ransom, they would let him go.

The realization emboldened Daniel's shaking form. He got up on shaky legs and walked around, shivering. He searched through clothes and drawers, finding nothing of value. Legionaire kept everything on his card. A card Daniel refused to gain access to. Money and power were dark vices he wanted to stay away from.

Only now those vices were the only things that could save Legionaire. Daniel cursed his stupidity. He fished inside his pants for his wallet. Only a hundred dollars rested inside. The hundred Legionaire gave him at the glory hole.

"Oh no," Daniel squeezed his eyes shut. "No no no no no!"

He hated that place. He swore to himself never to step inside that fucking stall again. The abuse he suffered worth nothing over the money he earned.

Yet it was also the quickest way to gather the ransom. Daniel crashed on the bed, choking on his breath. There had to be another way. Legionaire always said paths forked in different directions. Daniel sniffled and tried to focus on the other possibilities he had. He could sell objects and be accused of thievery. The same happened if he tried to hack Legionaire's card.

"I have no choice," Daniel realized. A normal job took at least a month to gather the money. Merely thinking of what would happen to Legionaire during that time made Daniel physically sick.

He rushed towards the bathroom and threw up. Cold water cleaned his muzzle inside and out. Daniel looked in the mirror. He liked what he saw. Despite his irritated eyes and oozing nose, he was still Legionaire's mate, not that wretch from the stall.

"I can do it," Daniel whispered softly. "If he can fight against the pain, I can fight against mine too."

Daniel went back to bed. He was tired and indisposed. Going back to please others in this state did more harm than good, so he grabbed the blanket and snuggled inside the bed. He felt cold and lonely without a warm body to snuggle against, so he thought of Legionaire and all the wonderful times they spent together.

With warmth and happiness inside his heart, Daniel fell asleep quicker than he intended. He spent the rest of the day fussing about and making plans. His options were scarcely limited. His parents never cared about their only son, preferring to spend their time on holidays, chasing parties. Friends also proved hardly resourceful. Daniel cut the ties with all acquaintances after they took advantage of his kindness.

That left him only with his own strengths and choices. Daniel cooked himself dinner and ate in silence before finally turning in for the night.

Morning greeted him with warmth and cheerfulness. Last night headache dissipated, and most of the tension melted. Smiling, Daniel checked the bed for Legionaire. He still wasn't there, but he remembered the promise he made to rescue him.

Yawning, Daniel got out of the bed. He went for the wardrobe when he saw another "Play Me" tape placed on top of the TV. Did he really want to see what was inside?

Daniel picked it and shoved it into the VCR. Painful or not, he preferred to know what happened to his lover.

"Hello again, Daniel," the same creepy voice greeted. "By now you should know the truthfulness of our claims. If there is a fragment of you that clings onto a false sense of hope and thinks this is not possible, then allow me to prove the obvious."

The black cloth was removed from the camera. A table was revealed, with a red cloth spread about. Different tools were arranged across it, getting sharper and more sinister towards the right.

"The fuck is that?" Daniel's eyes widened. He cupped his muzzle inside his palms and yelped softly.

"Before you stand a series of tools, associated with a number of days," the camera zoomed on the white labels. "The premise is simple. For each day that passes, the respective tools will find their way outside or inside your lover."

The camera shifted to Legionaire. He squirmed and growled inside his bondage gear when a black dressed canine walked towards him with a rather large dildo. Bumps spread across its length, getting pointier the closer they advanced towards the tip.

"Do you have it in you to pay the ransom, Daniel? Or will you let your lover take it inside? The choice is yours," the voice ended.

The canine turned Legionaire around and lifted his blue tail. Then, with a quick shove, he pushed the wicked dildo inside his tailhole. Legionaire screamed, testing the strength of his fetters.

"Fuck you, you sick bastard!" Daniel screamed. "Why the fuck are you doing this?!"

Only Legionaire's muffled screamed answered. The voice laughed and chuckled before the tape ended.

Daniel was filled with rage and disgust instead of the normal feeling of weakness. He picked the tape and threw it against the wall so hard it shattered.

"I'm going to free you. I promise!"

He dressed with a black genderless shirt and jeans. Male clothes felt tight and rather uncomfortable, but Daniel wasn't out to impress. He stormed out of the apartment and ran all the way to the Fatass Burger diner.

Fortunately, the owner was there. Daniel demanded an audience from the cute lioness and he got one faster than he expected. The boss was rather pleased to see Daniel. Why wouldn't he, when he got half of the revenue for doing nothing? Daniel had no patience to negotiate. He took the deal just like the last time and insisted on starting immediately.

The boss disagreed. There were certain arrangements to be made. Contingencies, as he called them. Daniel walked back home with a sour mood. He tried begging at the subway until nightfall, but that only earned him a bit more than twenty dollars.

"Shity pay," he threw the crumpled money on the kitchen table and jumped straight into the shower. Warm water was his only pleasure. It washed away the grime off his fur and tingled his sheath in all the right places. Daniel gripped it inside a hand and rubbed furiously. Seed shot through his length before he was even properly aroused.

Daniel's knees buckled, sending him sprawling on the cabin's floor. The pleasure was so intense his vision wavered.

"Fuck," Daniel cursed. He placed the showerhead closer to his knot and squeezed, delighting in the riptide of pleasure. Once his seed was properly ejaculated, he jumped straight into the bed and fell asleep.

Next morning was nothing special. The kidnappers sneaked in just like the last two times, leaving nothing behind but a 'Play Me' tape. Daniel gritted his teeth and put it on. As expected, day two was in full swing.

Only that this time no tools were being used. A masked bear took position behind Legionaire, licking mockingly on the back of his neck. Legionaire squirmed, but the bear only liked it more. He slid a paw between his legs, revealing the monstrous erection he sported.

"I'm going to enjoy this," he growled, then thrust all the way into Legionaire.

Daniel gasped. He dropped on his bottom and watched helplessly how the bear thrust inside his lover. Legionaire was powerless. With his wings tied to the sides and his arms bound, he could do nothing but clench his muzzle against the storm of thrusts.

The bear picked his pace, licking his muzzle with obvious satisfaction. He thrust like an enraged beast, pounding Legionaire until he roared out his climax. Legionaire didn't enjoy it one bit. He shouted a threat towards the bear, yet his words carried no weight. As soon as the beast finished, a lion took his place. He licked Legionaire's muzzle tauntingly and made a comment about his whiskers. Then, he started rubbing himself furiously. Two other males joined him, a dragon and another canine. They roared, howled and moaned their bliss at the same time, pelting Legionaire with ropes of their combined fluids.

The blue hybrid closed his eyes in shame. Daniel felt his helplessness and misery as his own. He had no means to protect himself against the soiling seed. It took him in the head, between the eyes, and even inside a nostril while the guys laughed and made fun of him.

"I can't watch this," Daniel took the tape out and smashed it against the ground. "I can't watch and do NOTHING!"

Determination took Daniel all the way to the bathroom of the Fatass Burger. He opened his bathroom stall and bolted the door. It wasn't much. Any fur with half a muscle could break through it, but it was still something. He kneeled on the dirty carpet and massaged around his claws until the first customer arrived. Or rather, his penis did. The pink nub of flesh poked through the hole, throbbing expectantly.

"How much for a straight BJ?"

"Fifty," Daniel answered.

"I'm not paying for your ass, skank."

"Twenty five then?"

"Ten. I cum too fast to spend more on your nasty ass tongue."

Daniel grumbled and licked around the barbed penis. The feline moaned, shivering like a cub. He tried thrusting a few times, but his seed abandoned his squirming member faster than he anticipated. Daniel twisted his tongue and suckled on the hot treat, sipping every drop of that sweet, milky seed.

"H-hot dang. You are good," the feline panted. "Here's twenty. You earned it."

Daniel wiped his muzzle and smiled. It was only a small victory, but a pleasant one. He put the money in his pocket and waited for the next client. This time, it was a stallion. His humongous cock almost reached the end of the stall when it pierced the hole.

"Suck it, bitch."

"Payment first," Daniel demanded.

"I'll give you fifty if you do deepthroat."

That seemed his kind of deal. Daniel started with licking. He grimaced and held his breath after his tongue returned into his muzzle. The stallion didn't even have the courtesy to wipe. Daniel cleaned his member with distaste, then took the flared head into his muzzle. The stallion neighed. He thrust wildly, rocking the stall with his might. Daniel tried his best not to cough. He took bigger cocks than this down his gullet. He suckled on the rock-hard cock until he felt it tensing with the weight of release.

Daniel pulled back. He was too slow. The first stream took him hard in the throat, forcing his throat into unrelenting spasms. Daniel coughed and spat. Seed flew everywhere. The stallion cursed and pulled back, wetting Daniel's face with two healthy spurts of equine semen.

"You bit me. You actually bit me, you fuckin' cock sucker."

"I'm-I'm sorry," Daniel blurted.

"Keep your apologies. You're lucky I don't bust in there and beat you."

He bowed his head and waited for the stallion to leave. Of course he paid nothing. Nobody cared about the person behind the hole. They all came here, waited service, blew their load and departed to their mates, friends, or whatever they had.

Daniel wiped the sticky seed from his face and waited. He knew this was going to be a long day when he received three canines in a row. He offered premium service, but the reward wasn't worth the effort nor the time. Daniel got a hundred from all in exchange for an hour and more seed than he could swallow. He threw up the excess semen into the toilet and returned to his tasks. He had to be strong. Legionaire was raped and beaten daily. If he could withstand the pain, Daniel too could fight against a stomach cramp and a sour tongue.

He got five hundred dollars by the end of his shift. The boss eagerly collected his share. He demanded three hundred because of a complaint from the clients, and Daniel didn't argue. His head throbbed, his knees shook, and his stomach stung from all the combined semen.

The comfort of Legionaire's apartment offered a much needed relief. Daniel showered quickly, ate a pack of instant noodles, and went to bed.

As expected, a new tape waited for Daniel in the morning. Daniel got past his fear and plugged it in. The voice spoke about delays and threatened. How useless. All those theories about weakness were proven wrong when Legionarie broke free. He punched the wolf in the muzzle and kicked the bear in the crotch so hard he passed out. He took out another feline before getting punched to the ground. A storm of kicks followed, weakening him until the assailants picked his unresponsive form and tied him back up. He looked worse for wear, but that didn't matter. Physical wounds healed faster than trauma. Legionaire's spirit lifted Daniel's mood. Fighting back meant the captivity and all the horrendous rape did not break him.

With a smile on his face, Daniel returned to the glory hole. He serviced several humans, a good number of canines and two dragons before a feline hybrid complained about the alacrity of the service. Daniel tried to bargain, but the door to his stall flew open before his words left his muzzle.

"Turn around," the hybrid demanded.

Daniel froze. He got a kick in the nuts for that. Intense pain paralyzed him. He fell on the ground, whimpering like a kit while the hybrid's hands touched and felt around his body.

"Shame that I had to bust your nuts, little fox, but that's happens when you don't listen."

His warm breath felt as disgusting as his cock. The beast exposed Daniel's bottom, then licked his tailhole, moaning lustfully. Once he was properly lubricated, he thrust, shoving his barbed length deep into Daniel's tailhole. The fox cried out in pain.

"Yes, mewl. It only makes it better," the hybrid snarled. He thrust and raked his wicked member until he sprayed his vile seed all over Daniel's tailhole. The heat was intense, and the pressure caressed his very prostate. Despite the pain, Daniel found himself moaning with pleasure. His knotted cock burst through its sheath, cumming with strong, decisive spurts.

"Yeees," a hand gripped around Daniel's knot and squeezed. "Cum for me, fox. Cum."

Daniel yipped. Rape was atrocious and disgusting, but the rude mating remembered him of the good times when Legionaire filled him with warmth and love. It wasn't the case with the feline hybrid. His cock hurt instead of caressing, and his vile seed held no affection.

Physical stimulation cared not for such details though. When his nerves registered pleasure, they reacted, and Daniel found himself moaning and cumming without his accord.

"You got so hard, little fox. Are you sure you aren't-"

Daniel turned around and busted the hybrid's drooping balls with a swift kick to the crotch.

"I'm sure," he snarled in his face and punched that short muzzle. The hybrid stumbled back, wings flapping.

Daniel took this opportunity to shove his still erect cock underneath his miniskirt and ran. He paid his half to the boss and returned to Legionaire's place, shaking. He got raped. He actually endured the scariest type of humiliation and fought back! His actions surprised him. Daniel never thought he had the means to fight back. He was always so weak, so fragile.

"But I fought...just like Legionaire does," he whispered, smiling. Desptie the pain and the hurt, he found relief in the ability to fight back, just like his lover.

The following days happened in a repetitive loop. A tape waited for Daniel every morning, and the glory hole followed shortly after. The payment was decent, but not good enough. By the end of yet another exhausting shift, Daniel was left with a hundred and fifty bucks. That amassed a total close to one thousand. At this rate, he needed another week to pay the whole ransom.

He bargained with the owner for no successful results. The big lion slapped Daniel so hard his head shifted, focusing on a canine that just left the restaurant. He had a sleek build and a white speckled tail, just like the canine from the tape.

"You're the one that raped me," Daniel whispered, lost in his thoughts.

"Rape? What?" The lioness inquired with an uneasy voice.

"He's just joking. Eh, fox?" Andy the lion slapped his head so hard it rang.

"Err, yes. Have a good day, boss."

"It's night, dumbass."

Daniel didn't reply. He shook the pain away from his head and followed the wolf all the way out the diner. He kept a safe distance behind, using the cars and the shady alleys to avoid being seen. Luckily, he was quite skilled at that. A life spent on the street hiding from those bigger than him taught Daniel quite a bit about stealth.

He followed the wolf all the way to Lucy's. Everyone thought the hotel was abandoned until the wolf opened the door to the lobby.

"Maybe not so abandoned after all," Daniel whispered. He followed the wolf into the lobby, pushing the door as soft as he could. The white speckled tail disappeared to the right. Above, the sign read basement.

That's where Daniel was headed. He climbed down the staircase, thinking of a plan. Surely there were guards or something posted around the place. A rescue never was as simple as going inside and retrieving the prisoner.

Daniel's heart beat faster with every step he took. He knew this was revenge. The spotted wolf never managed to stick his canine cock into Daniel because of a single person: Legionaire. The powerful hybrid picked the screaming canine and threw him to the side so hard the sink crashed. Then, he beat all of his friends not once but twice.

It was payback. Revenge for all the beating and humiliation this gang of rapists endured. Daniel's muzzle contorted with rage. He pushed it deep inside him. He needed wit instead of strength. Outfoxing his enemies was a lot easier than beating them.

The smell of smoke and booze entered Daniel's nostrils when he reached the basement. He pushed the double doors open, revealing a lengthy corridor. Shouts came from the side, yelling about an unfair call. Sports. That's what the captors were watching. Daniel recognized the referee's voice as he penalized one of the players.

He walked into the corridor, keeping his ears perked.

"You goin' in, Rany?"

"Yeah," a lighter voice answered, most likely belonging to the wolf. "I have to pay my respects to the prisoner."

"Fill him good bro."

More goodbyes followed. Daniel tiptoed after the wolf. Other corridors spread on either side. He ignored them all. The wolf took the second left, and Daniel followed.

Three possible entrances lay ahead of him. Daniel sniffed, yet the scent of smoke covered everything else. He had to try them one by one.

First, he opened the left one. The hinge screeched softly, revealing an abandoned bathroom where the scent of shit was still fresh. Daniel scrunched his nose and walked into the opposite room. It was dark. Unnaturally so. The only light came from a flashlight laid on a table.

Daniel approached. He picked the flashlight and pointed it at the table. All the tool he saw in the video were revealed to him, along with the scent of blood. Legionaire's blood.

Daniel gripped his muzzle, muffling his cough. He stormed out of that room and took a deep, calming breath. Noise attracted unwanted attention, and that led to beating. The severity of the danger washed away the upcoming nausea. Daniel made use of that. If his lover was not behind the two doors, surely he hid behind the third.

Baring his fangs, Daniel opened it. The scent of blood immediately filled his ears, along with a more pleasant one. A sweeter scent, belonging to his mate.

"My wolf!" Daniel cried, running towards the love of his life.

Legionaire's eyes widened with amazement. He nodded and moaned, happy to see his mate.

"Shh," Daniel kissed his muzzle, licking all over his damp nose. "We can't be loud. They'll hear us."

Legionaire blinked in agreement. He pointed a claw towards a nearby table. Daniel took the scissors resting on it and worked on cutting the rope. He worked on Legionaire's feet, then arms, and finally on that stupid red ball that gagged him.

Legionaire growled lovingly, licking Daniel's muzzle once he got free. "There should be keys right under the scissors."

"There's nothing," Daniel whispered.

"Check for a hidden compartment."

There was a slight crevice in the wood. Daniel slid a claw inside and opened it.

"Got them," he jingled the keys happily. They shared another quick kiss before Daniel unlocked all of those pesky chains. They fell with a thud, as did Legionaire.

"My mate!" Daniel rushed to help him.

"I'm fine," Legionaire said, hugging his fox with a wing. "Just a bit weakened."

"A bit?" Daniel licked the dried blood marring Legionaire's left cheek.

"A bit more," he chuckled, pulling his fox in a warm hug. Daniel melted into the embrace. He missed the comfort of those big, gentle hands and the smell of the wings.

"I love you so much. So much..." he whimpered. "Never leave me again. Never!"

"Easy promise," Legionaire gently pushed his fox away, staring into his amber eyes. "I promise that nothing will tear us apart, my mate. Not these rapists, not even the army itself."

Daniel kissed him. He had to. His tongue pushed deep into Legionaire's throat, tasting every bit of his warm saliva. They moaned softly, melting into the kiss before they reluctantly broke apart.

"We're not safe here, my love. I promise to lick you all over once we're back to my place."

"I'll hold you on to that," Daniel smiled and took Legionaire's hand. "Follow me. I know how to get out of this hole."

They looked at each other, giggling like two young cubs. It felt great to have a solid grip on his mate. All those nights spent fantasizing about Legionaire's touch turned into reality.

Daniel didn't let the surge of happiness distract him though. He led Legionaire across the hallway. They were just about to climb the staircase when the white speckled wolf came out of a side room. He looked at Legionaire, opened his mouth, then shouted from atop of his lungs.

"He's here. They escaped!"

"Fuck," Daniel cursed. Legionaire lunged forward, tackling that screaming pest. Two quick punches had him gasping for breath.

"The stairs. Quick!" Daniel pointed. He ran, only to have his way blocked by all the guys watching the football match.

"There's always a cunt who disturbs our game," the bear growled.

"Yeah," the lion agreed. "We'll beat you bloody for that."

"Not before I'm done with you," Legionaire snarled. He flapped his wings, tackling the bear. Daniel took advantage of the distraction and rushed towards the lion. The big feline laughed at the soft blows of his punches, but he didn't expect the swift kick between his nuts. His sack collapsed, taking down the mighty beast with a feral roar.

"Good one," Legionaire laughed.

Daniel smiled. He looked towards the stairs before Legionaire spoke, pointing inside the room.

"We have to deal with them, otherwise they'll follow."

"Right," Daniel nodded. He entered the bar room just when the growls and roars were at their highest. Legionaire punched here and there, using his wings to keep his enemies away. Daniel avoided a charging coyote. The poor canine was so drunk he fell, smashing his head against the door's frame.

Daniel couldn't afford to laugh. Legionaire was completely surrounded, and he had the means to fight back. He grabbed a bottle and ran towards another wolf, smashing the bottle against his neck. The canine's arm rushed to intercept the blow. Fragments of glass flew all around.

"You picked the wrong alpha, pup," the wolf snarled.

Daniel tried to defend himself against the storm of blows, but failed miserably. His arms were thrown to the side, exposing his stomach. A punch drew the breath out of him, and the following one stole his balance. Daniel fell, taking another punch on the side of his head.

"Had enough, little girl?"

Daniel bit the wolf's arm and punched his crotch. His aim was off, and the wolf took advantage of his mistake. He gripped Daniel's arm and dug his claws into it, making the fox cry under the waves of pain.

"Cry for me, bitch. I'll soon have my knot buried deep inside you as i-"

His words were cut as a blur smacked against his head. The wolf coughed blood and fell on his side. His whole body spasmed and quivered as trails of blood fell from his torn ear. Legionaire spat the meat to the side and sent the shivering alpha against the wall with a single kick.

"You cry first, asshole," Legionaire extended a hand to Daniel. The fox quickly accepted it.

"Are you hurt?"

"No," Daniel lied. His stomach hurt fearsomely, and his head still spun.

"You're a bad liar."

"Watch out!"

Legionaire flared his wings, distracting the charging horse. He lunged forward with a punch, exposing his crotch. For that, he got the hardest kick ever. His eyes bulged as he fell on the ground, clutching his broken spheres.

"Now we can leave," Legionaire said. He scooped up his fox inside his arms and ran up the stairs. Daniel protested against being carried, failing to convince. Legionaire wanted to hear none of it until they left the lobby. He placed Daniel down and tore open the door of a car.

"Take the backseat and rest. I'll drive."

Daniel nodded without question. He crawled on the back bench and curled around himself.

"You don't have the keys."

"Don't need them," Legionaire said. "I was a lot of things before I got a good job."

The engine of the car purred with a healthy growl. Daniel smiled. He needed no extra reasons to love his mate, but things like this impressed him a lot. It took a few minutes for Daniel to recover. He sat upright, watching the blocks pass by.

"Aren't we returning to your place?"

"Too risky," Legionaire answered. "That's the first place they'll search."

"Where to, then?"

"Another apartment, of course."

Daniel smiled. He should have expected that from a resourceful mate. He waited in silence, enjoying the cold breeze flowing through the busted door. Fortunately, no cops followed them. Legionaire was smart enough to use the less traveled road. He drove towards the suburbs, then stopped before an old and unkempt building.

"Here's the place."

"Here?" Daniel asked. Somewhat, he hardly felt safe. There was graffiti everywhere, and the smell carried the fragrance of junk and desperation.

"Yeah," Legionaire grabbed and hugged him with a wing. "I wasn't always a rich puppy."

"I know now," Daniel yawned.

"It's not much, but we'll have a bed at least, and the bad guys will probably search my other place."

"Makes sense," Daniel added.

He followed Legionaire into the unkempt building. They opened the crumbling door and walked the stairs all the way up to the fifth floor. There was grime and dust on the stairs, and a begging wolf asked for food on the third floor. Legionaire checked his pockets and sighed when he remembered he had nothing on him.

"Lets go," Daniel whispered. "We'll help him tomorrow."

The hybrid nodded. Once he reached his apartment, Legionaire bust the door open, then slid it back in place.

"No keys required," he laughed.

Daniel smiled weakly and turned on the lights. The musty smell of the apartment disagreed with his nostrils more than the dreary sight. Everything was so old and small. There was dust everywhere, making the place look dirtier than it seemed.

"Bathroom's to the left, kitchen to the right, bedroom straight ahead."

"My mate..." Daniel said.

"Yes?"

"This is a single room," Daniel pointed, chuckling.

"Pff. You are hard to impress," Legionaire hugged him. They licked each other's muzzles and stared lovingly upon their faces.

"You don't need a fancy room or wealth to do that. You have me fawning over you already."

Legionaire picked his fox and jumped into the bed. The old thing creaked so hard it almost seemed to collapse. They both laughed and made fun of the horrible state of the apartment while they licked and kissed each other. Saliva cleaned better than water, and the warm contact made them both shiver with delight.

"I missed you, my dear fox. I missed you so much..." Legionaire nibbled on one of his ears.

"Heh," Daniel smiled. "You should remain in your mate's apartment, ALONE, worrying like crazy about his safety, all while getting new creepy tapes every day."

Legionaire pulled his head back, eyes squinting. "Tapes?"

"They..." Daniel didn't have the strength to look into his beautiful eyes. "They made me watch, my mate. I saw how they beat, cut, and raped you."

"Oh, my lovely fox," Legionaire squeezed Daniel to his chest. "You shouldn't have."

"It gave me strength," Daniel whimpered. "Despite all the pain you went through, you still fought back and snarled in defiance."

"Of course. I will never allow anyone to keep me apart from my mate."

Daniel's eyes moistened. He wanted to cry, but he remembered Legionaire's promise all the way back at that hotel. He offered Daniel companionship and a place to live, promising that was the last time he made him cry.

Daniel sniffled. "Well anyway, I was angry and pissed, so I decided to pay the ransom."

"How?" Legionaire trailed his tongue over the fox's head. "You didn't agree to share my card."

"I know," Daniel said. "I had no access to your money, so I made mine."

"Please don't," Legionaire pressed his muzzle against Daniel's. "Don't tell me you went back there."

Daniel flicked out his tongue, tasting his mate. "I did. You were tied. Beaten. Bloodied."

"And I could have handled it!" Legionaire growled.

"Well so could I!" Daniel shot back. "If my mate can endure all that pain, why should I run away from it?"

"Because..." Legionaire blinked and sighed. "I don't want you to be hurt, that's all."

That was a nice way of saying he was weak. Daniel knew as much. His hackles trembled, undecided whether to expose his canines or not.

"I already was, my love. All that time spent in the glory hole changed me."

"Don't say that," Legionaire pulled Daniel in a kiss. It was short, but passionate, leaving both desiring for more.

"I am saying it," Daniel licked his muzzle. "Because I went there again to get money for your ransom. I sucked cock, swallowed seed, and endured threats and shouts."

"Darn," Legionaire pressed Daniel closer. "Darn darn darn darn!"

"I was raped too, my love," Daniel said, shivering. The weakness rose within him, just like it did every time he felt vulnerable.

Yet Daniel didn't allow it to gain edge. "I was raped, but I fought back. Instead of screaming, I made my rapist scream." His voice was harsh and unrelenting, filled with contempt for those low enough to force themselves upon others.

Legionare remained silent. He didn't know what to say. Words were unneeded when the warmth of his body and the caress of his tongue spoke for him. Daniel was treated with licks and kisses until the coldness inside him blazed into fluttering warmth.

"I'm glad you fought back, my mate, but at the same time...I wish you will never have to do that again."

Daniel closed his eyes against the upcoming licks. Legionaire was right. Fighting was an ugly thing, but that moment when he gained the upper hand on those bastards awoke something inside Daniel. He felt capable. Strong.

For the first time in his life, he felt a fox rather than a helpless kit. And he had Legionaire to be thankful for.

"I love you," Daniel pushed a leg between Legionaire's and rubbed his erect cock against his. "I love you so much."

"I love you more," Legionaire nipped Daniel's chin.

"No, me!"

"Is the fox growing teeth?"

"Always had them," Daniel moaned, ruining his fierce façade.

"Suuure you did," Legionaire laughed. They both humped each other, growling and moaning at the pleasant caress of their genitals.

Daniel yelped when his knot was fully exposed. It was highly sensitive, and Legionaire's crotch awfully dry.

"I want to mate you," Daniel gripped his lover's muzzle and kissed him. "And this time, we'll do a proper tie."

"Oh, I missed those," Legionaire said excitedly as he flopped on his belly. "Take me whenever you wish."

Daniel took his time to sniff and lick his lover's privates. He missed his scents almost as much as his taste. He took a deep whiff of his lover's musk and trailed his tongue from the base of his cock and over his perky balls, all the way to his clenching tailhole.

"Don't tease," Legionaire flicked his tail.

Daniel smiled. He didn't intend to. Once he lubricated his mate's tailhole with his tongue, he pushed the oozing tip of his cock inside. The short spurts of seed filled Legionaire's ass with hot lubrication, allowing Daniel to slide inside all the way to his knot.

"Ghhh," Daniel scrunched his eyes, gripping into the bed as his seed burst forth.

"So warm," Legionaire mumbled. "You're so warm, my lovely, lovely fox."

Daniel couldn't handle the intense pleasure. He collapsed on top of his lover, and they kissed and licked each other until sleep took them both.

Unlike the days before, Daniel woke up in the warm embrace of his mate. He woke Legionaire up with a lick across his muzzle and jumped on top of him.

"Good morning, my dear mate," Daniel said cheerfully.

"It is good indeed," Legionaire smiled, hugging his dear mate with both wings and paws. "Have you slept well?"

Daniel smiled and pushed his muzzle into Legionaire's neck. He licked and nibbled on the fur, then remained there, enjoying his natural scent. "Better than I did in days."

"I can certainly feel that," the hybrid chuckled. They were both erect and properly aroused. Daniel humped into his mate's crotch, forcing more of his swollen cock out of its sheath.

"You are feisty this morning!"

"I have every reason to!" Daniel said happily. "We're back together in a beautiful creaking bed, and the smells are just lovely."

Legionaire laughed and scratched around Daniel's ears. "It's only temporary. Once this situation is dealt with, we can return to our ordinary life."

"How long will that be?"

"A couple days, maybe," Legionaire caressed Daniel's white chest. "We need to make sure those assholes aren't after our tails."

"Can you blame them? You have a beautiful tail, love," Daniel slid a paw underneath Legionaire's crotch. He grabbed the tense cock, making Legionaire squirm as he caressed it all the way to the balls.

"I...we can make love later, dear fox."

"Why?" Daniel smirked

A loud rumble answered. Daniel laughed. He felt the reverberation even through Legionaire's well toned muscles.

"Oh dear. Can't leave a wolf hungry, can we?"

"It would be a huge mistake indeed."

They kissed and humped each other briefly before getting out of the bed. None was too pleased about the interruption, but after last night's ordeal, their bodies needed to recover. Legionaire led Daniel towards the bathroom. Making love in the shower was a fast and intense way of spilling their seed, but cold water didn't grace their fine establishment. Legionaire apologized with a meek smile, getting an apologetic kiss in response.

"That's for being a silly puppy."

"And this?" Legionaire grabbed Daniel's crotch.

"That's only for the big dogs."

Daniel gritted his teeth. He didn't expect his lover to dine on his seed. Legionaire's skilled tongue and paws milked the life out of Daniel while his toes clenched and his lips contorted in an awkward snarl.

"It's...intense..." Daniel whimpered, thrusting into his lover's mouth.

Legionaire hungrily slurped on the fertile semen. He suckled the throbbing cock until it shed the weight of its burden and kissed Daniel afterwards, sharing the acquired taste with him.

Daniel thoroughly enjoyed the slurpy kiss. He licked the dripping fluids off his lover's mouth, tasting the sweetness of his own seed. It had been a while since he ate himself, and the rich taste only made him hunger for more.

"My turn," Daniel said. He went down on Legionaire despite his protests and made him burst in less than five thrusts.

With a single tongue swipe, Daniel cleaned his dripping muzzle. "You were quite worked up, my wolf."

"Not anymore," he tasted his lover's lips, then led the way out of the crappy apartment.

Daniel didn't particularly enjoy the suburbs. The unkempt houses sheltered only the worst kinds of people inside. He heard horror stories about the outskirts of the city: guns, drugs, murders. As he walked down the main road with Legionaire's hand firmly gripped inside his paw, Daniel saw none of that. The few humans and furs walking down the street seemed normal. More empoverished than the normal population, true, yet still ordinary.

"Can we really find a good diner in this place?" Daniel asked.

"Sure thing. Feral Burger has the meatiest burgers you'll ever eat."

Legionaire wasn't wrong about that. He led Daniel inside the small diner with a bright smile and ordered two of the iconic burgers of the restaurant. The coyote returned to their table with two truly gigantic burgers. Ketchup and sauces dripped from the well cooked meat, and the smell made Daniel's mouth water.

"There you go," the coyote smiled. "Anything else?"

"Some seed seasoning?" Legionaire whispered.

Daniel blushed fiercely.

"Nothing. You can go," Legionaire waved him away.

The coyote nodded. Legionaire winked as his ass as he departed, then motioned for Daniel to slap it.

"I'm not doing that!"

"Afraid he'll like it?"

"It's indecent!"

"Only if the receiver complains. I received none so far," Legionaire laughed and dug into his burger.

Daniel rolled his eyes. Sometimes, he wondered how the world perceived him with such a crazy and lovely hybrid laying around.

He ate his burger slowly, enjoying every lick of that delicious meat. The spices made it spicy, complementing the sweet mustard and the baked onions sheltered inside the bun. He bit whole chunks of it, and chewed with gusto on the soft, stringy meat.

"Told you it's good," Legionaire licked his muzzle. He had an appetite as big as his body.

"Mhm..." Daniel swallowed. He still had half a burger left and no subject to keep his lover's mouth occupied. "So how did they manage to sneak up on you?"

"Who?"

"The guys," Daniel added. "You could've taken them."

"Oh, those," Legionaire massaged his fist, then rested his chin on top of it, staring straight into Daniel's eyes. "They got the better of me. I was just returning with two juicy burgers from Fatass when I received that bottle over my head."

"Darn," Daniel winced.

"Yeah. I woke up tied in the darkness. I guess the guys knew who I was. Their boss...or at least I assume it's their boss. It was that bigass bear we owned inside the bathroom of fatass."

Daniel nodded.

"Their boss immediately told me the terms of release and what would happen until you paid the ransom. The tapes followed, and you know the rest of it."

Daniel placed his burgers aside. "I'd rather not," he sighed, looking out the window. "But your determination kept me going. I know as much."

"Whatever," Legionaire gripped Daniel's hands and licked his fingers with his warm, dripping tongue. "It's all history now. Nothing will keep me apart from you. I'll make sure of that."

His soothing words made Daniel's member stir. He wanted to repay Legionaire's love in the best way he knew: with his tongue, paws, and cock.

"Are you hard?" The hybrid's eyes squinted. "I think I can smell-"

"Shh," Daniel snarled. "Not so loud!"

"They don't care, but I do. What do you say about a quick romp in the bathroom?"

"No," Daniel shook his head.

"Behind the diner?"

"No!"

"Outside?"

"No way!" Daniel looked around, feeling hot with embarrassment. "The only place we're mating is at home. Nowhere else."

Nowhere else turned out to be a bathroom stall. It was tight and small, just like Daniel's tailhole. Legionaire nibbled his neck as he thrust into his arse, filling Daniel with spurts of precum.

The fox raked the wall with his claws. Each thrust brought fire across his body, leaking out with strong, heated jets. His knot was fully erect, milked by Legionaire's clenching hand.

"You said you wouldn't like it," he whispered in Daniel's ear.

"I....aaaah. I was wroooong," he moaned, hoisting his tail for Legionaire's strong cock. "Deeper. Push deeper."

That's exactly what he did. He thrust into Daniel until he filled his tight hole with healthy spurts of thick seed. Daniel forgot about embarrassment and decency. He howled his orgasm, eyes scrunched and paws tight around his hardening cock. He came so hard his vision blurred, feeling nothing but the intense throbs shooting against his clenching prostate.

Once the climax ran his course, the two lovers kissed and cleaned each other with their tongues. A few pairs of eyes stared at them when they got out of the bathroom. Legionaire smiled and acted all polite while Daniel kept his gaze down, almost fainting due to the embarrassment.

"They heard us!"

"What if they did? A bathroom fuck is quite ordinary."

"Ordinary to you, you big blue oaf!" Daniel punched his chest. Legionaire laughed, letting Daniel's fist impact with the strong muscles underneath his fur.

"Done yet?"

"Yeah," he rubbed his knuckles. Even hitting his own mate hurt! "Lets hurry back before you have another crazy idea."

"Oh, I got a few more," he started pointing around, telling Daniel of all kinds of shady places where two lovers could taste and share their fluids. They both laughed and hugged until they arrived before the block.

"There's an extra car there," Daniel said.

"I noticed," Legionaire took the lead. "Stay close to me. Our friends might be nearby."

They were indeed. Breaking noises came from inside the apartment. Legionaire told Daniel to wait on the staircase and keep watch, then rushed towards his place.

Daniel watched his love disappear inside the hallway and gritted his teeth. He felt so useless, staying here and doing nothing. His mate could be injured or captured again. After a dozen frenzied heartbeats, Daniel ran. He went inside just as the growls picked up. He barely stepped in when the body of a feline stumbled his way.

Daniel was too slow to sidestep. He fell on his back, with the squirming feline on top. Daniel gripped its muzzle with one hand and the throat with the other.

"Stay silent now, or-"

The elbow he received in the ribs dared to disagree. Daniel gasped. The feline rolled on her belly, coming face to face with him.

"What did you say, kitten?" She unsheathed her deadly claws.

Daniel yelped. His eyes narrowed at the sight of those claws, and his heart shrunk. He was going to die, wasn't he?

"Don't." Daniel yipped just before a blur sent the feline off him.

"He told you to remain silent, pussycat," Legionaire growled. He helped Daniel up and led him inside the apartment, where a coyote and a lion were clutching their lower bellies.

"Why did you come after us, you cunts?" Legionaire thundered.

"Orders," the lion moaned. "The boss said-"

Legionaire grabbed his throat and crouched, pushing his snarling muzzle against the lion's. "I don't care. Leave us alone, or I will claim your life."

"Legionaire..." Daniel whimpered.

"Be silent," he hissed, then turned back towards the lion. "My mate is kind, but I'm not. If you come again, I will end you!"

He punched the lion in the face, then kicked both of the furs out. They scampered down the stairs, whining and cursing.

Daniel kept his distance until they were all out of the block. Legionaire scratched behind his horns and paced around before finally dropping on the bed with a loud sigh.

"I'm sorry," he waved Daniel to approach. "I get a bit worked up when my loved ones are threatened."

Daniel jumped on his lap and licked his cheek lovingly. "It's alright. I understand."

"You do?"

"Of course!" He hugged his strong mate. "I don't question the reaction, just the method."

"They deserve nothing else, my love. They showed no empathy or mercy when they captured me. They're beasts, and they deserve to be punished."

The fire in Legionaire's voice made Daniel a bit apprehensive. He knew him for the kind mate he was, not the vengeful warrior he became when others roused his fighting spirit.

"I agree," Daniel nodded. "But we are not like them. If we lower ourselves to their level, we'll be no better."

Legionaire pondered the words and nodded. Daniel found himself gripped in a strong, passionate hug.

"I love you so much, my witty foxy."

"I love you too," Daniel licked one of his mate's ears.

Legionaire pulled back. "Then you understand why these assaults have to stop. I can't...I can't bear if anything happens to you."

"Nothing will. We'll stay together, yes?" he pushed further against his mate's chest. "Always together."

"Always."

They licked and kissed each other, calming the raging hatred with soft caresses. Legionaire spoke about a plan for revenge. If these rapists wanted fire, he had plenty to offer.

Daniel advised caution. Going to the police seemed the best option, yet that required proof and evidence of the assault. Investigations took time, and Legionaire had none to offer. He wanted to take the situation into his own paws and solve this dispute as quickly as possible.

"We need them all in one place," Legionaire spoke. "If I manage to convince them to quit their pestering, we will be free."

"How can we do that?" Daniel asked.

"I don't know," Legionaire said, busying himself with Daniel's hands. "Wait. How did you find me?"

"I followed a wolf from the Fatass burger. He was the same one that raped me after I pleasured you."

Legionaire hissed at that. "So he's a regular?"

"I think so."

"Good," he looked towards his mate and shared quick kiss. "Then we'll pay this lovely wolf a visit."

Daniel licked his fangs. Normally he opted for peaceful solutions, but this time he had his own dispute to solve with that wolf. They drove back towards the heart of the city inside the stolen car. A missing door was a bullseye during the middle of the day, so Legionaire parked it inside an abandoned alley. They walked the rest of the distance on foot, planning their operation. There wasn't much to talk about. Daniel stood behind the diner while Legionaire took the front. That way, they had all angles covered.

"Alright," Legionaire said once they reached the diner. "We follow the plan. If they come your way, whistle and wait for me to engage."

"Ok," Daniel nodded apprehensively. "Happy hunting."

"Same to you," Legionaire kissed him quickly.

They split ways. Daniel looked back, then softly bit into his tongue. He just had to be strong for a few minutes. It was easy. He took refuge behind the trash cans and pressed against the wall, looking for any suspicious activity.

Nothing happened. He waited an hour. Maybe more. His tail hurt from the improper position and his paws oozed with apprehension. He didn't let the worries distract him. He looked towards the back entrance every time somebody took out the trash. He noticed the lioness, then a german shepherd, but never his wolf until a sharp whistle reached his ears.

Daniel bolted from his cover to find Legionaire sprinting towards the confused wolf. His two companions pointed towards Legionare and fled in the opposite direction. The wolf did the same, only he was too slow. With a wide leap, Legionaire was upon him.

"I heard you like rape," Legionaire growled inside his ear. "What if we do the same to you?"

"No man, please! I was just-"

"I don't care!" He bit into the wolf's soft ear, making him whimper like a pup. "If you don't answer my question fast or truthfully, I'll bite this thing off."

"He really means it," Daniel crouched, panting. "Better do as he says."

"I will. I will!" The little pup whined. "Just tell me what you want."

"Your buddies. Who are they?"

"Just a bunch of friends."

"A bunch? You seem more of a gang."

"We kind of are," the wolf whined miserably. "Please don't hurt me. I'm always their bitch too."

"So you are used to take it up your arse," Legionaire pressed a claw under the wolf's tail. He squirmed, licking his oozing nose.

"Y-yes yes."

Daniel frowned. He didn't approve of threats very much. "Tell us where we can find the rest of your friends, wolf, or my mate will have his way with you."

"We have our own homes, darn it! We're not a sect or anything!"

"But you do have a meeting place," Legionaire added.

"Yes! A party, three days from now."

"Where?"

"Hightail avenue, near that big hotel. We rented the Redcoat Mansion for the boss' birthday."

"How exciting," Legionaire licked inside the wolf's ear, making him shiver. "You won't mind if we invite ourselves, yes?"

The wolf remained silent for a moment. "N-not at all. You seem like some nice guys!"

"We really are," Daniel said. "Were, until you tried to rape me and then kidnapped my mate."

"I'm really sorry."

"No you aren't," Legionaire gripped his muzzle. "Listen well, pup. I am willing to settle this once and for all. You wanted a fight, and you'll get it. Claws, fists, and fangs only. No weapons."

"Ath teh parteeh?" The words distorted inside the wolf's squeezing muzzle

"Yes. I'll take you all on, with the guests as my witnesses."

"Ish crazeeh."

"It's the only way," Legionaire banged the pup's head against the floor. He yelped and collected himself once he found himself free.

"Tell them, pup!" Legionaire roared.

The poor wolf tripped in his rush to escape. Legionaire looked back to Daniel.

"That went well," he said with a smile. "What do you think?"

"Smooth," Daniel added. "You have some real persuasion skills."

"Glad you appreciate," Legionaire led his lover on the main path. "There's no guarantee those oafs will meet my demands, but we'll prepare ourselves accordingly."

"What does that imply?"

Legionaire looked towards the road. "You'll see in a bit."

Daniel found himself back in Legionaire's modern apartment. Remarkably, nothing was stolen. Everything remained just as Daniel left it before he went to the glory hole. The kitchen was dirty, clothes littered the whole place, and the remains of the tapes decorated the floor at the top of the bed.

"Found it," Legionaire flashed the card in the falling sunlight.

"What are we using that for?"

Daniel found his answer when he entered the luxurious lobby of the Central Hotel. It felt like yesterday. How we was carried by Legionaire towards the reception desk, then taken all the way to the most expensive and awesome apartment he ever saw in his life.

And by the looks of it, history was about to repeat itself.

"Fanciest room please," Legionaire said, winking at the snow leopard. He was a male, with striking blue eyes and long, snowy whiskers.

"A moment sir," he clicked and tapped some buttons on his computer. He licked his muzzle, frowning. "The Royal apartment is taken, but I can offer you a great alternative."

"Surprise me," Legionaire smiled.

The leopard took a keycard and handed it to Legionaire. "Room two hundred and six, twenty five floor. Seeing is believing," he smiled back, then shot Daniel the same dazzling treatment.

Daniel looked down. He couldn't handle that amount of cuteness.

"Thankies," he whispered.

"Yep, thanks mate," Legionaire said, wrapping an arm around Daniel's neck. "Lets go, my dear fox."

The doors of the elevator parted. Legionaire walked inside and pressed the button for the 25th floor. Only three other furs were inside, all elderly enough to be parents. Daniel was thankful. He knew that if he was alone or the furs were any younger, Legionaire would make this awkward. As it stood, the horny hybrid stabilized his lust with only a few licks inside Daniel's right ear.

"Stop," he twitched it and pushed that wet tongue away. "It tickles."

"That's the point."

Legionaire was so infuriating when he wanted. Daniel endured the horrible teasing all the way to the 25th floor. When the elevator opened its doors, he lunged out, almost falling face first on the green carpet.

"Trippy paws!' Legionaire shouted from behind.

"Very funny," Daniel shot back. He couldn't hold a grudge though. Slowing his pace, he allowed Legionaire to grip him from behind and lead the way to their luxurious apartment.

The keycard went in, revealing a close replica to the Royal apartment. The living room was huge. It had sofas, cushions, pillows, bookcases, and all manner of other forms of entertainment. Daniel couldn't believe his eyes. He blinked, dashing his eyes between the corridors on his sides. Each had a particular theme to it. One had vegetation and plants, while the other was built in the fashion of an old civilization.

"I can't believe it. Is this hotel all about crazily expensive rooms?"

"Kind of," Legionaire dived on a giant red pillow. "What I'm more interested in is the safety it offers. You can bet no rapist will climb all the way out here and break through that door."

Daniel nodded. He joined Legionaire, looking through the huge glass windows. The city looked a lot better from this height. He wanted to feel safe and protected, but his instincts still warned him of danger. As long as the threat persisted, Daniel couldn't fully relax. The tapes, the kidnapping and the sneaking stole his comfort away, and not even the silky pillows soothed his nerves.

"I want you to train me," Daniel said, flopping on top of his mate.

"Wh-what?" Legionaire almost choked.

"Teach me to fight!"

The hybrid rolled, looking upon Daniel with his beautiful eyes. One had the color of the sky, while the other bore the fierceness of molten flames. Daniel always admired the nuances, and Legionaire's uniqueness. His horns, wings, and attitude made him the perfect mate.

"No," he shook his beautiful horned head. "I don't want you to get any ideas. Fighting is dangerous."

"I know!" Daniel properly straddled him. "But taking it like a whore is even worse. I want to fight back."

Legionaire said nothing. Daniel tried the kissing method, yet even that had the same results.

"Come on. How can I convince you?"

"By leaving me to fight alone and not getting involved!"

Daniel remained stunned. He blinked, then stood up on his paws. Was he a pest? A burden? Did his mate truly see him as such? He felt the powerful hands gripping his waist after the first two steps.

"Sorry," Legionaire licked Daniel's neck. "I know I sounded rash. The thought of you getting injured hurts me more than physical wounds. You know that."

Daniel turned around. "I also know that leaving my mate alone hurts more than a punch. I hate being so useless!"

"You aren't, my love. You-"

"Yes I am. Together!" Daniel hugged his mate. "We vowed to do everything together. We mate and walk and bathe. Why can't we fight side by side?"

"Because..." Legionaire sighed. He had no good reply, so he kissed instead.

Daniel melted into the warmth of the affection. He knew then Legionaire's decision has been made.

"Fuck it. I'll teach you a few strikes," he lifted his hand. "But you have to promise it's for self defense."

"I promise," Daniel nodded, then kissed his mate once again.

They explored the huge apartment and raided the fridge before sparring. The living room offered plenty of space. With all the sofas and cushion pushed out of the way, there was plenty of space to move around.

"Alright," Legionaire sat opposite to Daniel. "There are a few things you have to learn before practicing."

"I am patient," Daniel said.

"No you aren't," Legionaire pointed with a finger. "I know that look. That's me when somebody snaps at me, or when I'm angry. I want to rush in there and solve everything fast."

Daniel sighed. "Isn't that the point of fighting?"

"No," Legionaire flexed his wings. "You must learn control. Without control, power is nothing."

Daniel nodded. "So what shall I do?"

"Focus first," Legionaire started walking around. "Analyze your environment. See the odds. Are they stacked against you? Favorable? Who is your opponent and what can you tell about him?"

He flapped his wings and patted the bulge of a muscled arm. "Some are strong. They are like you, going for a quick finish. That makes them reckless and stupid, taken down easily by a smarter opponent."

"Those are the real threat, huh?" Daniel asked.

"Exactly," Legionaire bowed his head. "They analyze and watch, biding their time for the perfect strike. Nine out of ten, you will be taken down before having the chance to fight back."

"So what's the reply to that?" Daniel frowned.

"Speed," Legionare performed a quick punch. "Outsmart them, or be faster than them. With training, you can be both."

A rush of warmth filled Daniel's muscles. With a dedicated mate at his side, becoming strong was as easy as jogging. "Teach me then," he said excitedly. "The quicker we start, the better."

"Indeed," Legionaire approached and patted Daniel's body from head to toes. He tried very hard not to get a hard-on, but when those warm hands ventured near his crotch, Daniel throbbed. A speck of pink left his sheath, tasting the air of the apartment. Legionaire pushed it back with his finger, forcing a deep sigh out of Daniel.

"You wanted to train," the hybrid touched his balls mischievously.

"And you wanted me to get naked!"

"Clothes slow you down. I also had to get a good measure of your body." He rose and smiled.

"So what's the verdict, my dear mate?" Daniel taunted.

"You're lean, and possibly underweight."

His ears dropped. Legionaire chuckled and continued.

"But that also makes you fast and nimble. You can strike before the opponent has a chance to react, and avoid a blow from the strongest brute."

Daniel smiled. "That sounds better."

"I'm glad," Legionaire replied. "Take position now. I will teach you the most important blow you need to know."

Daniel imitated Legionaire's pose. He put one foot before the other and evened his balance, while keeping guard with both hands.

"Only one blow?"

"We only have a couple days, love. Better be a master at something than fail at everything."

He had a point there. Daniel formed a fist and struck the air with quick jabs, just as Legionaire did.

"We'll do two hundred of these, then take a break."

"You got to be kidding," Daniel said, punching the air until his wrists hurt and his arms were numb.

Legionaire was serious. He had a stern gaze about him, and never smiled. Once the training was over, he returned back to his normal self. He flopped on a pillow, and invited Daniel to sit on his lap. The fox jumped in without hesitation.

"You did well. Lean more into the blow. Feel it as energy rushes from your feet to your fists."

"It's hard," Daniel complained.

"I never said it's easy. After fifty thousand of these, you'll change your mind."

"That's ridiculous."

"It isn't," Legionaire waved around his head, then touched his neck. "You can strike here," he trailed down his chest. "Or here," he pointed at the belly, the crotch and what lay beneath. "Here or here, if you are quick enough."

"Easier to kick."

"Yes, but what happens if the opponent swipes your leg?"

Daniel scratched his head. "I...yeah that's a bad idea."

"Control, my dear mate. It's all about control."

Legionaire had a lot to say about that, but was horribly bad in practice. He got harder than ever while he explained the importance of a clear mind. Distractions were an enemy, he said, but his raging boner proved not all distractions could be conquered.

"In the shower," Legionaire smirked.

They both got inside the cabin and turned on the. The warm rain felt wonderful on their fur, and the jabs even better. Daniel lifted his tail, allowing Legionaire to fully immerse himself inside his ass. He found the hole on the first thrust and pushed in deep, forcing Daniel to scream and moan like a kit. His anus shivered, taking the huge cock little by little until it touched Daniel's oversensitive prostate. The fox gritted his teeth, cumming three short spurts into his own paw.

"Fast," he mumbled, stroking his expanding cock. "Take me fast."

Legionaire complied. He pounded the fox as fast as he could, slapping his huge balls against his butt. Daniel was in heaven. He closed his eyes and yelped with each thrust inside his tight hole. The sensitive muscles picked on every throb, squeezing Legionaire as hard as they could. He was so big. So strong. And the way he pushed in and out sent Daniel over the edge.

Daniel couldn't take the combined stimulation. The heat melted his resolve, and the rapid thrusts destroyed his resilience. With a feral cry, he collapsed on his fours.

Legionaire howled. He gripped Daniel's waist with both hands and squeezed tightly as he pounded his tailhole. He thrust like an enraged beast, tensing every muscle in his body. His biceps surged with strength, and his well defined abs popped as he approached his climax.

"I'm gonna cuuuuuuuuuum!" Legionaire screamed, burying himself as deep as he could.

Spurts of hot seed exploded from his spasming cock, filling Daniel with unrelenting pleasure. His prostate convulsed angrily, stimulated beyond its capacity. A strong, continuous spurt left Daniel's tensing cock along with a long, breathless moan. He rarely came so hard. His muscles hardly seemed to relax as he pumped more seed from his overflowing insides.

Daniel breathed quickly, blinking against the speckling stars. He felt too hot. Too tight. And the waves of warmth never stopped. Moan after moan erupted from his throat in the same rhythm as his overflowing seed.

"Gaaah," Legionaire growled. "Almost...done."

He was breathless, and so was Daniel. They pulled away with a messy plop and fell on the cabin's floor. The seed mixed with the water, forming strings of gooey rope. Daniel picked them up between his fingers and brought them inside his slavering muzzle.

"I don't think I can train after this," Daniel swallowed the soaked semen.

"Me neither. We need a break."

"And food. Then I'll be the one mounting you," Daniel said.

Legionaire laughed weakly and stuck a finger inside Daniel's messy hole. "We'll see," he tasted the rich seed and smiled. "We'll see."

The plan worked. Chocolate cream and frozen pizza were a delightful combination. Daniel trained until his arms hurt, then took Legionaire's ass during the break. He didn't cum as much as before, yet the tie filled him with energy and love. The two mates dropped on a huge pillow, talking sweet and caressing each other. The sun slowly set, casting its ruddy light upon the two. Legionaire suggested a break. Daniel brushed it aside with a lick on his muzzle. Time was short, and if he wanted to fight, he had to train as hard as he mated.

Legionaire laughed when he heard that comparison. He obliged, putting Daniel through rigorous stretches that relaxed the muscles. Then, they jogged around, warming their legs before practicing the strikes.

That's how every day unfolded. Love in the morning, relaxing in the evening, and training all around. Daniel handled the training well. He bit back the tiredness and the pain, focusing on his task. Legionaire went easy on him. Every time he felt the weakness approaching, Daniel imagined he fought one of the rapists. The surge of anger empowered him, offering just the edge he needed. He struck at the eyes, neck, and privates, aiming only for the weakest spots.

"Good," Legionaire said, resting on the bed. "Your speed increased and your determination seems unwavering."

"Only because I know what I have to do," Daniel said.

"And what's that?"

"Fight," he bared his fangs. "Protect myself against those rapist bastards."

"Remember that," Legionaire pointed. "Self defense is control. Whatever happens, don't let the heat of the battle get to you."

That was a bit hard. Raw instinct was hard to suppress. "How do you do that?" Daniel asked.

"By remembering myself what I fight for," he pulled Daniel in a hug and kissed him.

That was the sweetest way to end the day. Daniel made love all night, washing away his worries with torrents of seed and riptides of warmth. The morning of the following day came and passed in a blur. He went through the jabs again, then spent the afternoon fussing about the party. It started at eight PM, just when the sun went down.

"It's time," Legionaire said.

Daniel turned away from the window. He wanted to remain inside the hotel and train and make love until he passed out from exhaustion. A cold shiver ran through him when Legionaire's hand gripped his shoulder.

"Jumpy?"

"Just a bit," Daniel admitted.

"You won't be after we're done with those wussies. Come now. Lets kick some ass!"

Daniel smiled weakly. If he knew Legionaire joked and made fun of that fight all the way, he wouldn't have worried in the first place. They took a taxi and climbed out just when the sky turned black.

"This is it," Legionaire gripped Daniel's hand inside his. He was warm and confident, unlike Daniel's clammy paws.

"Seems so," Daniel whimpered. He flexed his fingers, hiding a part of his fear. He still couldn't prevent the shivers from rushing under his fur though. There were so many people around, and the noise was deafening.

"We need to..." Daniel looked behind. Several other cars arrived, bringing more furs to the bustling party.

"I'm-"

"Afraid, I know," Legionaire hugged him with a wing and led him on a path surrounded by lamp posts. "I am too."

"Bullshit," Daniel squeaked. "You spat in their faces when they tied you on that table and kicked their asses thrice!"

"All while fearing for both of our sakes. Fear is normal, love. The trick is to use it to your advantage."

Legionaire apologized after bumping into a bear. The ursine patted his shoulder, growling his own apology.

"How?" Daniel looked up at his mate.

"By making your enemies feel more afraid than you are. Now focus on the present. Maybe we won't have to fight after all."

Daniel nodded. He didn't understand much with worries and shivers running through his body. He swallowed the little saliva he had on his dry tongue and walked slowly, following Legionaire's lead. There was so much noise! The music reverberated inside his lungs, and the flashing lights made Daniel's eyes tear up.

He looked down, focusing on the present, just like Legionaire said. In a few minutes, Daniel found himself away from the deafening crowd.

"Ey!" The DJ shouted. "You aren't allowed so close to-"

"I have a message for my friends," Legionaire said.

"Talk to Timmy," he pointed towards a scrawny cheetah. "He takes dedications and shit."

Legionaire leaped on the stage and pushed the coyote away. "It's not a dedication," he growled.

Two lion guards rushed to him, each earning a shove off the stage. Daniel froze. He hated when things got violent. Boos and screams of disappointment erupted from the crowd, replacing the silence left behind by the music.

Legionaire gripped the microphone and started speaking. "Good evening mates. I apologize for ruining your party, but there is a score I have to settle with a bunch of rapists. Rapists that hide among you," he pointed at the booming crowd.

"Legionaire," Daniel whimpered, pointing at the sides. The lions recovered, walking towards them with their stun batons extended.

"I know you wanted to party, but my mate has been raped, and for defending him, I ended up getting kidnapped, beaten, then raped by the same group of wussies."

The noise lessened. Daniel heard curses and even gasps of awe from the crowd.

"Sir, put down the microphone," a guard said.

"No no no," the coyote extended his hand. "I've been through the same thing, Greg. Is not pleasant at all. Lets see what this blue head has to say."

The big lion nodded and joined his companion. Legionaire thanked them all and looked towards the ground.

"I found my mate in a hole," Legionaire said. Daniel found himself yanked and pressed against his mate's muscular build.

"He provided pleasure in exchange for currency because his family couldn't deal with the fact that he was gay."

Daniel blushed fiercely despite the coldness rushing through his muscles. He shivered like a leaf as the crowd shifted and booed. Curses were being thrown, same as derogatory terms such as 'faggot' or 'pussy'.

Legionaire ignored them all. "They were wrong. Just as the rapists were wrong. Love is love. Why should ours be any different than any other? Why?" Legionaire pressed.

The crowd went silent. "Our heart doesn't think. It feels. Male, female, all is the same as long as you find the love of your life," Legionaire said, squeezing Daniel closer to his chest. "And I found mine."

A bunch of curses followed, but they were drowned by words of admiration and congratulations.

"You tell them, wolf!" somebody shouted.

"Love is love, dawg!" another voice added

Legionaire laughed warmly. "My mate is the sweetest and kindest soul I ever met. He did nothing to deserve all the hatred and pain he got. I didn't deserve it either, when I stood up to protect him."

He got nods and words of agreement.

"Then let us make things right starting right now. I challenge all the bastards involved in my lover's rape and my kidnapping to a fair, hand to hand combat. Do you hate me? Despise me? Good. Come here, and I'll take you all on," Legionaire ended the speech with a thunderous growl.

The crowd exploded with cheers and applauds.

"Good job, man," the coyote approached, shaking Legionaire's hand. "Thanks for sharing. I know one or two things about getting raped."

"I'm sorry," Daniel said. He got a hug from the canine before climbing down the stage. The crowd split in a circle, leaving the stage and its surroundings free for the upcoming brawl.

"Well, we made the first step," Legionaire smiled. "Lets see if those bastards are brave enough to face us."

"Two against a dozen? Yeah," Daniel shivered. "Something tells me they are."

It didn't take long before furs started emerging from the crowd. They all climbed on the stage, making way for a grizzled brown bear. He ripped the microphone from its socket and crunched it inside his fist.

"You made a big mistake, dawg. Challenge accepted," he roared for all the crowd to hear.

Daniel blinked, eyes squinted against the light. He counted ten. No, fifteen guys coming down the stage. He blinked again, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. There had to be a bit more than twenty.

"There's too many," Daniel pushed against his mate. "Too many."

"We can take them," Legionaire whispered. "Focus on the fight. They're slow and dazed from the drinks. Remember what I taught you."

Daniel gulped. He adopted the combat pose and tensed, waiting as the guys rushed forth one by one. Legionaire leaped into the action. He punched and jumped from one opponent to the next, leaving them choking on the ground.

"He's so fast," Daniel observed, then looked to the side. A cheetah rushed towards him, bottle held inside one of his hands. He swung at Daniel, but the fox quickly stepped back.

"Fuck you," the feline spat.

Daniel crouched, then lurched forward, planting his fist under the cheetah's chin. His throat convulsed with a sickly cough, and down he went.

"I got one!" Daniel squeaked.

"Do you think he cares?" a smooth voice said. "You're mine now. Same as you were back at that hole."

Daniel turned towards that accursed hybrid. He no longer saw his cock, but his whole body. He had the wings of a gryphon and the black head of a panther. Fear surged through Daniel. He remembered the helplessness. The pain as the hybrid forced himself inside his ass.

"No," Daniel shook his head, snarling. "I'm his. And my mate taught me how to fight."

"Did he now?" the cat licked his lips. "We'll see."

He was faster than Daniel expected. With a flap of his wings, the hybrid surged forth. Daniel jumped away, but the wing caught him in the face. He fell. The ground embraced his back. Daniel scrambled on his paws a moment too late. The hybrid whirled around and leaped on him, pinning his arms with his stronger ones.

"Just like last time," he snarled, licking Daniel's muzzle mockingly.

"You're right," Daniel spat back. He pushed the hybrid's leg with one knee, then smashed his nuts with the other. His eyes bulged and his wings trembled as the blow surged through his body. The hybrid's throat erupted with a feral cry as he fell on his side, paws clutching around his throbbing crotch.

"Good one," Legionaire said. He punched a brown bear in the muzzle, then sneaked an uppercut under his chin before stealing away his breath.

Daniel looked around. Out of the twenty or so guys, only four remained. The boss and two of his cronies ganked on Legionaire, while the remaining fox locked eyes with Daniel. He was afraid. Even more afraid than Daniel.

"You don't have to do this, mate," Daniel said.

"Can't," the red fox shook his head. "They'll rape me. The boss will rape me!"

"They won't," Daniel snarled. "After tonight, nobody will be raped by those beasts ever again."

The fox rushed towards Daniel. He maintained his pose, but what happened after surprised him more than the rapists or the boasting hybrid. The fox hugged him. He hugged Daniel, thanked him, then vanished into the crowd before Daniel registered what happened.

"Fuck you, freak!" the boss growled, swiping and clawing.

Daniel turned towards the growl. Legionaire had the black bear cornered. He avoided the lumbering blows until the bear met the stage with his back. He looked left, then right, calling for his gang.

"They're not coming," Legionaire said.

"The fuck've you done to them?"

"This," Legionaire punched the bear's throat, forcing him on the ground. "Forced relaxation. Hit the throat hard enough in the right place, and you'll be going to sleep before you know it."

The bear answered that with a choke. Daniel looked at him with disgust and hugged his mate. He checked for any injuries, but the smell of blood did not invade his nostrils.

"How did you beat all of them?" Daniel asked, amazed.

"With great skill," Legionaire chuckled, then licked his mate on the muzzle.

"Really now?" Daniel smiled.

"Nah. Most of them were drunk. Why do you think I picked a party in the first place?"

They both laughed and hugged each other, while moans, coughs and congratulations rained all around. Legionaire lifted a hand, silencing the crowd.

"There is one more thing left to do."

"What's that?" Daniel frowned when Legionaire kneeled before him. "I told you, I'm not-"

"Daniel?" He asked.

The fox froze. That position and sweet voice. He couldn't. Not here. He couldn't!

"Will you do me the honor of being my one and only mate?"

Daniel's heart skipped a beat. He felt like fainting, with all that hot blood rushing through him.

"Y-yes!" He yelped. "Yes, of course I will!" That shout was a bit better than his previous squeak.

Legionaire rose, and along with him burst thousand of cheers and applauses. He couldn't believe his eyes. A whole crowd cheering just for him. Daniel's eyes moistened. It was a beautiful sight. Just beautiful.

"We are getting wed, folks!" Legionaire shouted, pointing in a circle. "And you're all invited! Aside from them, that is."

The roar of the crowd deafened the plaza. Cheers erupted and spurts of drink sailed high into the air, wetting the two hugging lovers.

"Beautiful," Daniel whimpered, looking at all those smiles and happy faces. "I never imagined this."

"Too bad, because now it is a reality," Legionaire brushed his muzzle against Daniel's. "You'll have to deal with it, my lovely fox."

Daniel cupped his mate's head between his hands and pressed his nose against his. "I love you, my dear wolf. I love you so much..."

"You wouldn't want me to show you how much I love you," Legionaire licked between Daniel's fangs.

The fox frowned, then froze as a hand slid between his legs. He wanted to brush that pesky hand away, but the following kiss stole his senses. Daniel melted into the warmth, savoring the rush of affection surging through his tingling muscles while the gasps and the sweet congratulation filled his ears.

If this was how a wedding felt like, then he was about to live the perfect one.