Part II: He Who Forgets the Past …
#2 of Eternal Corruption of the Spotless Mind
For a more verbose disclaimer, read Chapter One. Condensed Disclaimer: Contains M/M Furry Yiff. Dont read if your underage. Yadda Yadda.
Eternal Corruption of the Spotless Mind,
Part II: He Who Forgets the Past ...
[9pm, Friday, Present Time]
Zeke stood in line, shuffling his feet nervously. He had been waiting in line to get into "The Collision Down Under" for about an hour now, despite the fact that some furs just walked right in. He wasn't sure what he would find here, but he hoped he could find at least some answers to fill the gap in his memory from the previous 48 hours, which were strangely enough, a complete blank. The front of the club was a composite of exposed brick and urban graffiti, but the design of the flicking neon sign somehow tied the whole thing together. Finally Zeke stepped up to the front of the line, and the bouncers, a male wolf and female lynx, glowered at him. The tall, well built wolf with a silver necklace and a simple piercing in his right ear stuck out his right paw.
"ID please." Zeke nodded and fished out his drivers license, even though he didn't own a car. The wolf squinted at the ID and gave it back. "Sorry ... we cant let you in."
"Why .. not?" A look of confusion washed over Zeke's face. He knew he was legal, and he most certainly didn't look like a trouble maker in his conservative dress shirt and designer casual slacks.
"Members only kiddo ... sorry ... not my rules."
The female lynx with short cropped head fur and sporting a spiked collar put a paw on the wolf's broad shoulders.
"He was here two nights ago, with Vixy. He's chill with Dev too, and you know how he is." The wolf shrugged his shoulders, but poked the coyote, who was about half his size, with two mammoth paw tips.
"Fine, you can come in ... but if you even talk to Eden again ... the last thing your going to see is my Acme strength paws tossing you out of here like Wile E. You get all that okay, Pup?"
Zeke's first instinct was to look up into the domineering eyes of the lupine and split his muzzle with a challenging growl, but he reigned in his anger at the last moment. Pissing off the wolf would most likely mean a short ambulance ride in the direction opposite of any answers the coyote still searched for. He stared into the amber eyes towering above him, nodded once, and then strode into the bar, pushing past the obstinate wolf.
Inside the club the deep bass and zigzagging laser beams almost overwhelmed Zeke, and the wave of sensation struck him with temporary vertigo. After a moment, Zeke collected himself, and pushed through the throngs of dancing ravers on his way to the bar. The air was thick with the sweat, perfume, and cologne of tightly packed furs; the underlying scent of mass arousal was undeniable. Zeke felt awash in a sea of moist fur, cloth, and suggestive gazes some of the females he passed, as well as a male or two. He shuddered, wondering what den of iniquity he happened upon, and why he was supposedly here just two nights before.
After a few minutes, he found a spot at the bar counter, and before he knew it, a female cheetah wearing a old wife beater and blue jeans slid over to him and smiled.
"The usual?"
Zeke blinked, unsure of what to say. He wasn't sure how he should respond, given that he had never met her before, at least that he could remember. She obviously knew him, so he just nodded and said nothing. She pulled out two bottles of some imported beer from a mini-fridge, took payment, then went on to other customers. Zeke made his way to a secluded part of the establishment, found an empty booth with a good view of the stage and DJ's mixer station, and sat down.
For a while he observed the establishments atmosphere, trying to get a feel for the place, when he realized he heard quiet moans coming from the booth behind him. He turned around and over the partition, watched a pair of furs, a male ocelot and a female otter, molest each other quite openly. The ocelot winked at Zeke and the otter turned and giggled before she returned her playful ministrations. Zeke turned back around with a blush. He sipped one of his beers and tried to ignore the amorous pair behind him, but even the deep thumping of the current mix did little to dampen their moans of mutual pleasure. After a few minutes a female raccoon wearing glasses, a revealing black and tan slip, and matching blouse shambled over with a slight sway of her hips and leaned over his booth's table.
"Care if I have seat? I see no one has come over yet to claim that second beer, so ..." Zeke smiled, but shifted uncomfortably.
"Hey ... no problem."
The raccoon slid into the narrow seat across from him, her ample bosom resting on the table lip. Zeke felt hot all of the sudden, and tried not to stare at her endowment too much. The raccoon smiled at him, seemed to know something the coyote didn't, and leaned back into the booth, taking a gulp of the second beer.
"My names Vikki."
"Zeke."
"First time here?"
"No ... I mean yes ... I mean I'm not sure, you know?" Zeke laughed nervously and played with an ash tray. The raccoon smiled and leaned forward, intentionally pressing her bust closer to the coyote.
"Well you just seem so shy, and its so adorable." She grinned, and slid her leg close to his under the table, brushing against it. Zeke almost jumped and yipped at the sudden, forward contact. He smiled a bit, but wondered why he body felt strangely distant, removed from the passes of this attractive female. Her heat scent wafted across the thick air over to him, but his nose only trembled once, the scent lingering strangely dormant in his flared nostrils. Instead of arousal, Zeke felt trapped, uncomfortable. What was going on with him lately?
Zeke tried to say something, anything, but the sly, coy smile of the raccoon mesmerized him. That's when a female fox dressed in retro-80's dance club fashion with large gold hoop earrings passed by their table and stopped, catching them both off guard.
"Zeke ... is that you? What .. are you doing here?" Zeke blinked up at the newcomer, unable to figure out how she knew his name. The raccoon frowned and leaned back; her pass interrupted.
"I ... I'm ... looking for someone."
"Zeke ... I thought you didn't want to see Eden again ..." This caused the raccoon's eyes to widen a bit, then she laughed lightly, and patted his leg under the table, as if in apology.
"Oh your here for Eden? My bad!" The raccoon gave the female fox a sly wink as she slid out of the booth and disappeared back into the crowd of dancers. When she was out of sight, the raccoon made a call on her cellular phone.
"Tango-Foxtrot-Dali"
"Acknowledged. Has the primary client conformed to the predicted behavioral patterns?"
"Affirmative."
"Status of the secondary client"
"Identical. Contact imminent."
"Acknowledged. Continue with Surveillance. Over and Out"
The raccoon put away her cell phone, glanced once back at the vixen and coyote, who seemed to be having words, then disappeared backstage. Meanwhile Zeke was filled with a mixture of regret and relief at the same time at the raccoon's sudden departure, however the vixen frowned at Zeke and shook her head, her earrings jingling with flashes of reflected laser lights.
"Zeke ... I don't think Dev's is going to be happy with you being here, especially after what you pulled with Eden Thursday." Before Zeke could question the fox about it, she saw someone across the club and left in a hurry, in an attempt to flag that fur down. The music suddenly stopped, and all the furs turned their heads toward the darkened stage. There was the sound of a synthesized "Dzum-Dum-Dum-Da-Dum" and a spotlight appeared on the curtain. The beginning into of a new mix of Britney Spear's "My Prerogative" began to boom through the club.
A female white tigress wearing short vinyl red shorts, glitter red top, and a series of gold earrings running down both ears, parted the curtains and stormed on stage with a flourish of bold body motions. The spotlight reflected off hundreds of red glitter sparkles that ran all through her silky white and black stripped fur. As the beat of the booming bass resounded throughout the club, she slid suggestively up and down the pole in the center of the stage, emphasizing the lyrics of the song. As the chorus of the song reverberated throughout the club, the white tigress jumped up on the pole and spun around it, dipping her head back and wrapping her strong thighs around it. The crowd erupted into hoots and whistles as the athletic tigress whipped the club into a state of frenzy. The tigress, who could not be mistaken otherwise for the twin sister of the male on the bus, looked out among the sea of furs, and her eyes met Zeke's. Her face softened with a smile and a wink at the coyote, who shrank from her intent gaze, one that made his body melt and stiffen at the same time. Zeke felt somewhat better as his body reacted in the ways he was used to. Maybe things were just as they appeared.
The song ended abruptly and the tigress bowed once to her fans, then slipped into the flowing curtains like a specter. The ravers cheered, and there was a sudden rush to the bar for another round of drinks. Zeke noticed that Eden sure seemed to be one hell of a crowd favorite, much to the club owner's benefit. He decided he would take the opportunity to go find the female fox again get some answers, and he slipped from his seat into the thinned dance floor. While he moved through the remaining dancers, a male fox in tight leather pants and matching jacket stopped him.
"Zeke, what the hell you doing here?"
"What? Who are you?"
"Vixy told me that you were here. Just to make it perfectly clear to you, I think you've got one hella nerve showing up here again, after what you did to poor Eden."
"Look, I don't know what your talking about .." The fox glared at him, and was about to say something when the vixen and the tigress sundered up. As the tigress smiled at the coyote, the vixen tried to convince the tigress to go get some drinks, but the tigress seemed intent on meeting Zeke.
"My name's Eden"
"Zeke ..."
"You know your kinda cute, you wanna get some drinks?" For someone who Zeke had hurt in some unknown way, she seemed rather ignorant about the whole affair. Zeke was about to enthusiastically agree when a large lupine paw clamped down on his shoulder. Zeke's head ducked and he knew what was coming.
"Ahhhh shit ...."
A minute later Zeke found himself flying through the front doors of the club, and as his trajectory took him on quite the flight, the coyote at least agreed with the lupine's unusual prowess. Zeke slammed into the pavement and bounced a few times, before he rolled into a light post with a dull thwack. Ouch. The line in front of the club did a short Caddy Shack golf clap for the wolf, who straightened his tight athletic shirt and sundered back inside. Zeke groaned and picked himself up despite the alarms of pain shooting throughout his small frame. A soft paw gripped his arm lightly and helped him up to his feet. Zeke turned to the most beautiful set of large golden eyes he had even seen.
"You okay?"
"Yeah ..."
"Sorry about that wolf, he's really rough sometimes. In fact I want to apologize for Dev and Vixy, I have no idea why they were so rude to you inside."
"So ... as far as you know ... we've never met before?"
"You and I? Well ..." Eden seemed to shift a bit, before she abruptly changed the subject, "Look, let me make it up to you, let me drive you home, okay?" Zeke rubbed the back of his skull where a throbbing knot grew. He didn't want to turn down this lovely female's hospitality, and maybe he could get to the bottom of all of this with her help.
"Sure ..."
As they walked into the parking lot Zeke noticed a black 1980 Chevrolet corvette with a familiar string of letters and numbers.
"That's Jason's car ... isn't it?
The tigress looked at him with wide, quivering, golden eyes.
"How ... did you know that?"
[Wednesday, 9pm, 48 hours earlier.]
Zeke returned from the bar after a quick conversation with a cute, butch female cheetah with a Margarita and an Irish Cream. He sat down next to Vixy, the vixen who met him at the hot dog stand he usually visited on his afternoon lunch breaks. Somehow she had convinced him to go out to a dance club and try something new, and just how exactly was the poor coyote supposed to say no to such a lovely fox anyway? She picked him up a while ago at his apartment and when they arrived at "The Collision Down Under", he used the cellular connection to get the GPS coordinates to this place in case he ever decided to show up again here sometime. The vixen had shown unusual boldness when she held his paw on his way into the club, and Zeke felt a good possibility he might actually lose his virginity tonight. Score.
As Vixy and Zeke made small talk, getting to know each other, the club played loud techno music that the DJ mixed from the popular songs of the year. A lot of furs danced and seemed to have a good time, a few were in dark corners, but there didn't seem to be the same atmosphere a lot of clubs had with drugs and alcohol. The center of attention for a lot of the male furs seemed to be a sleek female white tiger on stage who was dressed in nothing but tight vinyl pants and a form fitting gold spandex shirt that accented the curves of her breasts very, very nicely.
As she gave them a table dance and sang along to Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just want to Have Fun", the tigress caught Zeke's eyes for a moment and gave him a smile. Zeke tried to smile but avoided her eyes for some reason, nervous that Vixy would get the wrong idea. He sipped his Irish Cream, mindful the warm feeling that spread through his stomach. Vixy made the suggestion for the first round of drinks, since he had never been drinking before.
The tigress turned her attention to a drooling fan, her eyes done with heavy make up and gold glitter that had been sprayed over her fur, several golden bangles were jingling at her wrists as she starts dancing on a pole, her tail curling around the pole, which sparkled with the glitter under the spotlights.
"What do you think?" smiled Vixy as she looked up at Zeke, taking a sip of her margarita and looking over at the center of attention, a kind smile on her face as she watched the white tiger perform.
"Not at all what I expected actually ... the entertainment is ... interesting," replied Zeke as he took another sip of his strong drink. The song ended and the tigress bowed as cat calls and whoops for more echo through the club. She slowly slid off the stage to a talk to the bartender as a particularly sexy male fox jumped up on, starting in on the next number. Zeke looked puzzled, but continued to watch the male fox on stage dance erotically for a few lingering moments, before Vixy said something.
"Her name's Eden," smiled the vixen, pointing in the tigresses direction, "You wanna meet her? I know her personally .."
"You do? That would be ... nice ... as long as you don't get the wrong impression about me ..." She poked the coyote with a giggle.
"Your too cute, and don't worry what I think about you! Besides I'm not the jealous type ..." Vixy replied as she waved over the white tigress, who slid into the booth across from them.
"Eden, I wanna introduce you to a new friend of mine, Eden this is Zeke, Zeke, this is Eden, the star of the club!" The tigress seemed to blush at this, and looked curiously at the coyote with her big golden eyes. Zeke nodded and moved his paw over the table asking for her own.
"Nice to make your acquaintance my fair lady ..."
"The pleasure is mine, dear..." said Eden with a smile as she slipped her fine white paw into Zeke's smaller one. Her voice was a rich alto, and her smile was prize wining with straight teeth, slightly sharp canines.
"Your dance was ... great ..." Zeke said as he placed his muzzle lips gently on her knuckles, the alcohol that coursed through him emboldened the coyote's resolve. He let her paw go as Vixy suggested she get another round of drinks, and one for Eden. As they were left alone, Eden smiled again at Zeke with a shy demeanor, and Zeke felt himself start to fall for the lovely tigress.
"Your first time here before?"
"Yeah ... my first time anywhere actually. I have to admit, its different than I expected."
"How so?"
"I'm just surprised at the dancers, the fox on stage now, for example, I'm sure he caters to all the lovely ladies around the club." Eden giggled with a smile and a nod.
"And to some men as well ..." Zeke eyes widened in shock and surprise, taken off guard.
"Re-really?" The coyote managed to stammer, out, and adjusted his clothing a bit, as though its was tight, or hot.
"All sort of people come here, I guess Vixy didn't tell you. ... this club is open to all .. Hetero, Homo, Bi's ... you'll get the full spectrum here .. and surprisingly, they've had little trouble with it." Zeke shifted a bit, and tried not to allow his slight prejudice to show through.
"I guess I couldn't tell," Zeke shrugged, and looked once again to the fox who now danced on stage "So ... he's ... gay?"
"Him? Dev? He's bi..." Eden winked coyly at the coyote, "Why, are you interested?"
"NO!" shouted the startled coyote, who knocked down his empty glass in the process, "I mean ... I'm just not ... um .. that way, you know?" Eden grinned once again at the coyote, who's actions and own words seemed to conflict with each other. The song ended and the fox slid offstage to the bar, where he seemed to chat with Vixy for a while.
"Its okay Zeke," Eden said, and slid a paw over to pat his with reassurance. "No one here is going to judge you." Zeke blushed faintly and smiled, but didn't try to hold the tigress's paw. He seemed to sweat a bit, and turned his deep yellow eyes over to the tigress's golden own for a second, forgetting himself for a moment, then dropping them.
"So how do you know Vixy?" asked the blushing coyote.
"Vixy? She's a sweet heart. She's been my friend since college, and when I started dancing here she was the only one who thought nothing of it. My family kinda shunned me for awhile." Zeke nodded, and understood that her family might not approve of her dancing like she did.
"I guess I can sympathize, my parents named me Ezekiel, they were kind of strict" said the coyote with a slight shrug.
"My parents have never understood parts of my life, they want me to be, normal ... I guess," replied the tigress, who hid her painful past with a small smile just as Dev and Vixy returned with the next round of imported beers. They sat down and Vixy introduced Dev to Zeke, who took his paw shake with some hesitation. Zeke was torn between trying not to be a total ass to Vixy's friends, and his own fears from his rigid and prejudiced upbringing.
"So how old are you, Zeke, and what do you do for a living?" asked Dev in an attempt to make pleasant conversation. Zeke's eyes grew wide at the barrage of questions from the fox.
"Legal, and old enough to know better?" he replied with smile, avoiding the question. The group laughed and Zeke shifted a bit in his seat, opened his beer, and took a large gulp, adjusting his favorite MIT baseball cap.
"To answer you second question Dev, I .. um ... work for a small company ... Firmware specialist ... you know software right, and hardware? Well its somewhere between soft and hard ..." Zeke's eyes grew big and he took another gulp of beer, as he realized how Dev could have been taken that. "What I mean to say is that Firmware is the intermediary between a OS and its hardware integral components ..." Dev nodded.
"I know what you're talking about, I'm actually a Game Designer," replied Dev with a light smile at the coyote. "So what do you do for fun?"
"I um ... read ... MoBo schematics on high end mainframe's looking for ... holes. Yeah otherwise I tend to do a lot of DB searching ... at any point I have probably 100 gigabytes of data coming my way from various sources, usually in a modified binary form with multi-thread encoding." Zeke rambled on before he realized his flapping lips had already said too much.
While Zeke blabbered on Eden stole a quick glance at the male Coyote, wanting to look at him for real, but was too shy to size him up before. Her gold eyes drifted over the other fur, he was so perfect. Why did Vixy bring him here? She knew Eden was lonely. Zeke meanwhile tried not to let Eden see that he stole glances at her large golden eyes, and looked around the club some more before he slid against Vixy a bit.
"So where were those dance lessons you promised?"
"Hmmm," said Vixy, "Well you have options right now, I can take you out and dance with you, or I'll let you go out and dance with the expert." Zeke felt flushed as he turned to look at Eden, who sat across from him, looking away with a shy blush. He nodded slowly, the alcohol washed away his inhibitions.
"You seem, quite capable of teaching me, if your willing."
"I would love to dear," said Eden as she slid out of the booth and took Zeke's paw, leading him to the dance floor. Both Dev and Vixy seemed to watch them leave with a sly smile, each knew exactly what was going to happen. Dev turned to Vixy as the two fur's melded into the dancing throng.
"So you think he's ...?"
"Oh you know it, he just doesn't yet," Vixy said with a grin.
Meanwhile on the dance floor Zeke's paw shook a bit as Eden held it, but he seems to squeeze it gently regardless.
"Um ... just to warn you the only dancing I've ever done was at Senior prom a few years back ... slow dancing, but not like that ..." nodded Zeke into the rather boisterous crowd. Eden nodded herself and smiled at Zeke. placing his paws them on her hips.
"Lets just slow dance then ... find the rhythm of the song ... the down beat ... I just wanna see how you move." She smiled again and placed her own paws on his shoulders. Zeke tied to hold back the gasp as Eden did so. He blamed the alcohol for the movement his paws made as they slid slightly up and down her hips, feeling her curves.
Zeke ears seemed to turn a shade of red and his left ear flickered a bit. He began to dance, maybe not as slow and gentle as he wanted to, but he found his hips had their own mindset tonight, moving closer to Eden than he would have liked. His moves weren't all that great, but for what he lacked in skill he more than made up for in lack of sobriety. Eden smiled as she started to move with Zeke, not even the slightest bit annoyed or hesitant about the coyote moving closer to her. She slowly started to match her body's movement to his, but gave her motions the extra flair she always gave them.
"You're very good at finding the beat."
Zeke stared up into her eyes with a slightly intoxicated look, and his eyes wandering to her chest, which was set oh so perfectly at his eye level.
"Uh huh ..." Zeke realized the area of his gaze was less than was proper, and shot them back up to those beautiful golden, big eyes with a grin. Eden chuckled and gave him a small smirk.
"Do you like what you see?" She whispered into his ear, slowly turning herself around to grind her ass into his groin. Zeke managed to gasp out an affirmation before pushing himself into her, a small bulge growing already through his khakis
"Ye .... yessss!" Zeke took the opportunity to run his paws up her hips, just below her breasts, and pressed closer into her back, dancing with her tempo. As Eden started to relax into her role a slight smile appeared on her face. She started to move faster with the beat of the song, and use a few moves on the coyote that he wouldn't expect. She wrapped her tail around his leg and used it for an anchor as she danced against him, sighing as his hands caressed her athletic body. Zeke seemed to breathe deeper, panted a bit as the dancing increased. The rhythm numbed his brain, which only increased his now uninhibited arousal. He moaned a bit up to her ear as the tail curled around his leg unexpectedly.
Eden purred back to him, sure he could feel more of the vibration in his chest than hear it, she turned her head to rest it on his shoulder, bowing her back away from the coyote's body for awhile, the slamming herself back into her partner, grinding hard there with the beat.
"Liking this?"
Zeke shut his eyes with the unexpected thrusts backwards. This was the closets thing to sex he had actually come to, and his throbbing need overwrote any logical reason. He slid his paws over her athletic body again, just once over her breasts in a quick motion, and then nuzzled her nose.
"I ... I do ... but I ... think .. I need to s ... sit down." Eden stopped her dancing and let one of her white paws snake down and stroke over the coyote's throbbing passion.
"Why not sate your need here?" she asked with purr. Zeke sealed his eyes shut against the sensation, and he arched involuntarily into her bold move, shuddering wildly.
"H ... here? N ...ow? With everyone ... watching?
"No one is watching ... everyone is too wrapped up in each other ... just like you were a moment ago ..." Eden chuckled quietly. Zeke watched everyone around them gyrate against someone else, their eyes filled with the same look he himself just had. He shook a bit as he realized just how far he had gone with Eden in public, but no one seems to mind. In fact, if he wasn't mistaken, he could of swore he felt a few furs rub against him just now. He looked up into Edens eyes, still scared, but now less so.
"Ho .. how?" Eden blinked down at him and smiled.
"How what, Zeke..?"
"How could I sate my ... need?" He slid a paw slowly up her chest, cupping a breast, and felt the softness there. Eden blushed from the grope and put a bit of space between herself and Zeke.
"Depends on what you want to do ... stay here ... or find a corner, Dear" Zeke trembled a bit, but the thought of a bit more privacy sounded like a good idea.
"Corner? Please? And ... are you sure Vixy wont mind? It seems like you two are such good friends ... I don't want to ruin anything ..." Eden chuckled and took Zeke's paw, tugging him off into a dark corner of the dance floor.
"No ... neither of them will mind. Don't worry ... we're all very open with each other." The white tigress pushed the smaller coyote against the wall and started to undo his pants. Zeke shuddered at the unexpected boldness of the tigress, but he wasn't complaining!
"H ... how so?" He shivered and moaned a bit as she unzipped his fly. Zeke reached for Eden's breast again, but she pulled away from Zeke's paw quickly and pushed them to his side, smiling at him though she seemed a bit flushed herself.
"Lets just say we're not the jealous types ..." She slowly sank to her knees and pushed down his pants before taking his hands again, caressing his wrists as she nuzzled the growing length. Zeke froze when his paws are taken away so forcefully, and he hoped that he didn't upset the tigress somehow. He was about to apologize when he felt her flat nose and the ends of her whiskers on his tip of his member, just exposed from the dripping sheath.
"Ohhh .... Eden ... ohhh" Zeke moaned as he threw his head against the wall. Eden purred against the sheath and let her rough tongue stroke around the head, lapping at the skin and coaxing it out. Zeke watched the rest of the dance club, and noticed no one seemed to care about them overtly. His erection slid out, already soaked with lots of precum, and his hips bucked a bit, unable to stop them. Eden smiled up at Zeke and squeezed his paws in hers, her large golden eyes making contact with his as she wrapped her lips around the head of Zeke's shaft, suckling softly.
"E ... Eden?" Zeke managed to gasp out, tensing as his body almost doubled over at the suckling, his knot already swelling.
"Hmm?" She smiled and slowly started to descend on the coyote's length, her rough tongue stroking around the sensitive flesh there. Zeke's eyes sealed shut as something deep within him clenched, doubling him over, the feeling almost painful.
"I ... I ...Eden!" Zeke grasped out as he clutched the back of her head and climaxed suddenly in her mouth, his hips bucking on their own, as if on autopilot. He tried to stammer out an apology while in the throes of his climax, but it sounded like garbled gibberish. Eden meanwhile easily swallowed his climax and suckled him for all he was worth till she heard him stammer in apology, and then pull off of his slick shaft.
"Its okay Zeke ... why are you sorry?"
"I'm ... sorry that went ... fast" Zeke spluttered out as he pulled up his boxers and zipped up his pants, now conscious and embarrassed about his public exposure. "I've never .. done that .. before ..." Eden smiled and helped him dress before standing herself.
"It's alright, I don't mind either way. I was glad to give you that."
"What about you?" Zeke wrapped his paws around her waist, drawing her close to his smaller canine body.
"It's probably not best, to do it here anyway, since I work here," replied Eden as she wrapped her arms around his neck, shaking her head. Zeke ears seemed to droop a bit as she led him back to the table. The two foxes smiled as they walked up, and Zeke wondered if they somehow knew. After another round of stiff drinks, Zeke was officially two sheets to the wind, and found that his paw had inched its way under the table to find Eden's own. While Eden was engaged with Dev and Vixy in small talk, she clutched his paw in reassurance. Zeke felt the room spin, and all the lights and sounds around the club mesmerized him into a slight trance.
"I think Zeke might need to go home," Dev said with smile and a nudge to Vixy. Eden wrapped her arm around Zeke and shook him a bit, getting his glazed attention.
"Want me to take you home, Zeke?" The coyote buried his muzzle into the tigress's silky, warm fur.
"I want to go where ever your going."
"Did ... you want to ..." began Eden with a smile, running a paw over his shoulder, "come home ... with me?"
Zeke looked up into the golden eyes of Eden and felt the rest of the world slip away, but could only manage a nod, unable to speak. He shook with fear, hesitation, but wanted to go where ever Eden would take him. Eden said her goodbye's to her two foxy friends, and helped Zeke out of the club into the brisk night air. Deep inside Zeke wondered if he had made the right decision.
[Friday, 11pm]
As Eden drove Zeke home through light inner city traffic, she noticed him fidget a bit. He seemed to constantly to look around the inside of the car, and back to the small electronics device he had pulled out. As the occasional streetlight reflected through the front windshield and played over its two occupants, Eden turned on the CD player, unable to bear the uncomfortable silence. An unfamiliar CD began to play, and Eden gave the player a look of surprise before ejecting the CD out and looking at the CD-R's label. Zeke seemed to look at the tigress in puzzlement before taking the CD and looking it over.
"This is my mix, where did you get it?"
"I ... I don't know ..." Eden stammered, suddenly very uncomfortable.
"Eden, be honest with me, have we met before?"
"I ... don't ..." Eden began, but stopped herself. She felt bad for wanting to lie to the coyote, almost a complete stranger, but she felt strangely drawn to him, a sense of deja vu pulling them together. "I don't know how that CD got in there," she managed to say, "Why?"
"Cause Wednesday night I used my PDA to access the Department of Motor Vehicle's archives to check on the plates on this very car, Jason's car, am I right?" Eden ducked her head a bit and grimaced, as if suddenly worried.
"Um yeah ..."
"Jason's your bother then? I think I met him on a city bus earlier today."
"Yeah ... he said you might drop by the club tonight, so he told me to keep a look out for cute coyote."
Zeke blushed, but said nothing, and forgot to ask her why she was driving her brother's car around. Eden turned on an off ramp into a small suburb and continued to drive in silence, afraid that she made the coyote feel uncomfortable. Zeke stole a glance at her as the streetlights caused the red glitter in her fur to sparkle. In the confinement of the corvette, Zeke smelled the tigress's perfume, something expensive, that seemed to overlay her own natural, enticing scent. The somehow familiar scent caused Zeke to tent in his pants, and he shifted his hips so he couldn't embarrass the tigress, or himself. Eden smiled slightly as she noticed the coyote's stirrings, and the slightest hint of musk in the cramped car. A few minutes later Zeke pointed to a driveway to an apartment complex, and Eden pulled in and parked. Zeke seemed hesitant to leave, and turned to the tigress.
"Thanks for the ride."
"Hey no problem."
"I guess this means this is it the ...." Zeke was about to finish when Eden leaned over the console and kissed him deeply. Zeke froze, stunned that the tigress would be that bold, but soon found himself returning the kiss with even more fervor. His paw moved of its own accord over to her sides and arms, then down to her skirt, where the rough pads of his paw groped the soft fur of her leg there. Eden moaned through the kiss and slid her rough tongue inside his muzzle, her own paws wandering across the console to cup the front of his pants, and Zeke gasped at the daring contact. Eden thought her paws would start to shake at the touch of first contact, but found them confident and steady, almost as if in familiar territory.
Zeke's heart thundered as Eden's tongue explored his inner muzzle, and as Eden's paw gripped his hardened erection though his pants, Zeke felt the crotch of his boxers become damp from arousal. The musk scent in the air became undeniable, and only seemed to spur the tigress on as she began to stroke the stiff member through the material, her claws extending slightly from arousal. The coyote's head swam with mind numbing need, and his breath left him, now dizzy. Eden broke the deep, sensual kiss just long enough drip her muzzle to Zeke left ear, her hot breath fluttering past the coyote's twitching ear.
"Would you ... like to go inside Zeke?" Zeke could only nod, his entire body numb and yet on fire at the same. They got out of the car and walked paw in paw to Zeke's front door, somewhat nervous, but unable to deny the need that coursed through them both.
[Wednesday, 11pm]
As Zeke and Eden walked out into the dim parking lot to a nice corvette, Zeke pulled out his PDA and tried to get a good look at the license plate, staggering a bit. Eden unlocked his side and Zeke half sat, half fell into the vinyl bucket seat. After Eden got in she started the car, put on her seat belt, and pulled out of the parking lot, taking an on ramp to a highway. Zeke pulled out a CD-R from a small CD travel case from his back pocket, and with Eden's permission, slid it into Eden's CD player. A motley crew of Velvet Revolver, Avenged Sevenfold, and NIN began to blare through the corvette's expensive speakers. Zeke seemed to try to tap on the PDA with his stylus, but had problems coordinating his paws.
"This is going to be a strange question, but ... what's the rest of your license plate after MVICE?" Eden seemed to blink for a moment, unsure of why the coyote wanted to know. She turned to him and adjusted his MIT baseball cap to straighten it and smiled, a little nervous as she responded to his inquiry.
"Ah ... the rest is 84...why?"
"I wanna see what type of maniacal driver you are," said the coyote as he ran the plates on his cellular PDA through his server at home. Eden blinked and blushed with a hint of embarrassment, fear.
"W-what?"
"Don't worry ... I'm not going to steal your life or anything." Zeke looked at the search results, confused. The plates were registered to a male tiger named Jason. After a few minutes of silent driving on the highway, Zeke looked at his PDA and turned back to Eden.
"So what did Jason hit?
"So ... you know ... about ... Jason?" Eden seemed stricken, almost fearful of this revelation. Zeke seemed to be confused about this, till he looked at the vitals, and saw they matched Eden to a T.
"Yeah, I do. Look it doesn't bother me. I just want to know more about you." Zeke said, and in his drunken haze figured that she had a twin brother who allowed her to take his car now and again. Eden seemed to exhale for some reason, as if suddenly relieved. Another minute or so passed before Eden turned off on an off ramp and proceeded down the suburban streets to her home.
"Jason well .... um .... got T-boned in an intersection" she said as she turned into her parking lot. "Zeke we're here."
"We are?" Zeke said as he turned his head in confusion, his cheeks burning with the lingering effects of the strong alcoholic drinks he had earlier. The coyote opened the door and fell out flat on his chest and stomach. Zeke giggled softly, his face planted into the driveway. Eden gasped and ran around to the other side picking Zeke up.
"Are you alright?
"Yeah," replied Zeke as he planted a kiss on Eden's cheek, "Gravity is just not my friend right now."
"Come on you, lets get you inside." She smiled and walked with him to the door of her apartment, holding his paw in hers.
[Friday, 11pm (ish)]
Zeke unlocked the patio door to his own apartment and slipped inside, and the white tigress followed. Zeke turned on a lamp, illuminating is computer room. Eden looked at the poster of the female wolf, blushed with a slight grin, and ran her paws over Zeke's back as he turned to kiss her.
"So ... she's pretty. You like the aggressive types then?" she asked as the coyote leaned up to her muzzle, his lips aching for more of that sweetness. They both delved into the kiss, tongues dancing playfully inside each other's muzzles, the sensations, the taste of each other sent them both into a state of pleasure seeking frenzy. Zeke ran his paws down her tight, sinewy body, lingering on her athletic, taught ass. Eden placed one of her silky thighs between Zeke legs, and ground against his maleness, still throbbing from the treatment earlier in the car.
"Ye ... yesss..." was all Zeke could manage to say. His privates hurt now, his mind so much useless sludge. His furry sacs pulsed full with seed, just begging to be released. He wanted her. He wanted her now. Eden sensed this, and ran a paw under his shirt, tweaking a perked nipple, knowing full well what this must be doing to the, what she suspected, virgin coyote. She was going to have fun with this one. Zeke yowled, thrashing against her thigh, rocking himself up and down it, desperately wanting more.
"What do you ... want ... Zeke?"
"You ... please ... Eden ... I ...n .. need you!" The tigress grinned as the coyote squirmed under her skilled ministrations. Zeke grasped the base of her tail in his frantic gropes, and Eden gasped. Zeke took this as a cue and tugged on her tail a bit, which only elicited further moaning. Risking more, Zeke ran the pads of his paw tips under the base of the sensitive, prehensile tail. Eden's larger frame shuddered against the coyote, the tables now turned. With a yowl the tigress couldn't take her own medicine, and snatched his paw, searching for his bedroom.
After Zeke pointed out the correct door, she opened it and turned on his lamp on the nightstand, laying down on the bed, rubbing her paws up and down her lithe form seductively. Zeke hurried to dump his cell phone and PDA in their normal spots on the dresser, before taking off his glasses and placing them on the nightstand by the lamp. He looked at the writhing tigress on his bed, albeit a bit more fuzzy, before he clicked off the lamp, bathing the entire room into utter darkness. There was a brief moment of uncomfortable silence before Zeke slid into the bed next to her.
"Zeke, are you ... sure your ok with everything. You turned off the light." Zeke ducked his head against Eden's shoulder's, shy. A few moments passed before Zeke whispered into her ear, worried that she would take what he had to say wrong.
"I don't ... want you to see my body ..." There was a brief pause, then Eden began to laugh softly and lick his face with her rough tongue.
"I was worried you didn't want to see ... mine ..."
"Oh ... no its ... just yours is so ... much ... more fit than mine. I have no idea why you ... want to be here with me, in my own bed." Zeke felt, rather than saw, the tigress response as she slid her body over his, straddling him, the springs of his bed creaked in the process. She began to lick his face, under his shirt, before taking it off and resuming her assault on his furry and slim chest. He moaned as he felt the rough tongue scrape against his perked, sensitive nipples, using the tip to flick them back and forth. Zeke yipped and groaned under her weight, but she grasped his wrists, holding his arms above his head. He felt so controlled, so helpless.
Just like he always wanted to.
Zeke felt one of his wrists let go, and then a skilled paw fumbling in the darkness, opening his shorts. Her claws lightly scraped against his maleness as it was set free from its confines. The sensation of cool air and rough pads stoking his member danced on his ragged nerves, setting them ablaze. He bucked at his hips attempting to get more, as once again both wrists held him pinned despite his thrashings. Zeke felt his tapered tip teased with her rough tongue, her hot breath heavy on his now slick member. He felt her warm, soft lips encircle him, and she pulled a paw free to tug gently on his furred sacs, eliciting a sudden spurt of precum into her eager muzzle. She seemed to be almost lathering his cock with her spit, the excess running down to his root to dampen the fur of his sheath, making him shiver with the sensation. Zeke thrashed, bucked against the sheets and groaned out her name, his knot already swelling. He didn't want this to be over with so soon.
"Please Eden! I want you!" The tigress smiled. Her plan had worked. She released her strong grip on his wrists, and was rewarded for her relinquishment of control when Zeke growled and pounced her, throwing her chest first on the bed. Zeke couldn't see her smile in the pitch back room, but he could smell her, her scent buzzing in his head, driving him to the breaking point of crazed lust. His claws tore at her dress and panties, pulling them down over her muscular, sexy thighs. Zeke went to take of her top, but found his pads connect with the fur on her back. She must have already wriggled out of her top, apparently just as eager as he was for what would come next. He fumbled with the back of her bra, but he couldn't see anything.
"You ok?" Eden asked in the darkness.
"I ... just never ... had to deal with these before ..."
"Then don't worry about it, leave it on ..." Zeke didn't need to be told twice. He pulled up on Eden's hips, his hips touching her own. Zeke and Eden groaned as they ground into each other, no barriers between them. Eden gave her hump a wiggle, and Zeke whimpered, cursing himself for his lack of experience. Zeke almost jumped out of his skin when he felt Eden's paw reach underneath them both and position him at her waiting entrance. Zeke groaned as his slick tip sank just a little into Eden, his whole body shaking. Eden groaned and grunted a bit, pushing back on Zeke slowly so his length began to sink even deeper in, filling her. Zeke's eyes closed from the intense pleasure, never feeling anything so tight before, wondering if this what he had been missing for so long.
Her tight passage seemed to grip him, envelope him in ways he couldn't imagine. He rested his slightly pudgy belly on the small of her back, leaning down to her ears. He could hear her panting, yowling quietly for more. He ran his paws up her back, down around to her breasts, the fabric of her bra running over his paw tips.
"Eden ... you feel so ... tight ..." His hot breath spilled over her ears, and he could feel them twitch against his muzzle.
"Zeke ... more ... deeper." Zeke could only manage a slight nod as he shifted his haunches, and pulled out slightly, before driving even more into the bucking feline underneath him, his shaft parting her entrance. Zeke's mind swam as he began to piston in and out of her. He couldn't even hear their mutual sheiks and grunts of pleasure, the springs of his mattress creaking rhythmically. His mind clouded from the sensations of his coyote cock pumping in and out of her tight passage. The coyote almost cried out when his knot bumped up against the tigresses tight hole, the twitching ring of muscle begging for him to enter.
"Zeke! Now!" Eden thrust herself back on the coyote, and with a yelp, his knot squeezed inside of her. After the wave of vertigo passed, instinct took over, need commandeered his body as Zeke leaned back, his hips slapping against Eden's own as much as his knot would allow. Eden began to scream out Zeke's name, and he felt something within her passage ... swell ... and twitch? The scent of her sudden orgasm sent his own body over the edge, and as he climaxed into the tigress, he tilted her, his furry balls touching ... something.
Zeke was far to caught up in the throes of his own orgasm to even question it, it wasn't like he ever had sex before. Maybe this was ... perfectly normal. His muzzle tilted up to the dark bedroom ceiling above as he howled out, his swollen balls emptying deep into her, splashing against her insides. After their screams died down a few moments later, Zeke fell on top of Eden and she collapsed on her side, tied to him. She purred in content as he wrapped his slim arms around her larger form, sharing their intense body head. Their pants synchronized in the darkness, heartbeats thundering against each other through his chest, her back. She was the first to say something in the completely dark room.
"Zeke ... that was ... wonderful ..."
"Eden ... it was ... my first time ... " Zeke said, nuzzling the back of her neck, "I hope it was ... okay"
"It was more than just okay," Eden said, turning her head so they could share a deep kiss, "It was ... fantastic." They lay together, tied to one another, kissing, nuzzling, until both feel into a deep, content sleep.
[Wednesday, 11pm (ish)]
When they got inside, Zeke stumbled over to her couch and sat down. Eden smiled and locked her door before walking over the couch to sit next to Zeke. "Well, here we are."
Zeke looked around a bit, but not too long
"Nice place, do you have anything to drink? Zeke said as he ducked his head bit, a little nervous. The tigress smiled at the coyote and got up to make a few drinks. Zeke looked around a bit some more before Eden walked back over and served Zeke his drink.
"Here you go"
"Thanks." Zeke took a big sip, and then as soon as Eden sat down, scooted closer to her, putting his paw on her leg. Eden blushed and looked down at Zeke after sipping her drink.
"Not a problem Zeke," Eden said with a smiles and a lean in to rest her head on his shoulder. Zeke leaned in a bit too, and moved his muzzle closer to hers, but was unable to make the first move. She made it for him, tilting her head down to press a kiss to the coyote's lips, purring on contact. Zeke sank into the kiss and moaned, edged with a growl. Eden put her drink down and took Zeke's away from him as well, before wrapping her arms back around the coyote's shoulders.
Zeke had a look of puzzlement, but let the tigress take the initiative as Eden smiled into the kiss and licked at Zeke's lips, playing with the other fur. The coyote parted his muzzle lips slightly, welcoming her tongue inside, and raced a paw up her leg to her outer thigh. Eden purred and took the invitation, slipping her rough tongue into his and lapping at the coyote's mouth, purring as she leaned closer to him and stroked his chest. He in return twirled his tongue around the feline's, chest quaking with the purr. He ran his paw over her stomach, up to her chest.
The tigress blushed but didn't stop him, her body shaking a bit, being a bit frightened as she pushed her paws up and under Zeke's own shirt. He yipped and groaned as she did so, nervously shakes a bit, and he gave her B cup a squeeze, this mostly new to him. Eden broke the kiss and blinked up at Zeke.
"A-are you okay?" she asked, and pressed into his paws, blushing as she felt sloshing of the liquid in her bra. Zeke shook and nodded, his slight belly quivered as her paws slipped up his chest.
"I ... I ... want ... more," he gasped, closing his yellow eyes tightly. Eden smiled and pressed a paw to his cheek.
"I'll give you more Zeke ..." she teased as she slipped down between his legs and worked his pants open again, kissing the fur around his hips. Zeke let his paws fall away and slid down into a laying position, groaning a little as she undid his pants. The tigress smiled and pulled off Zeke's pants all the way, letting her nose nuzzle into Zeke's groin and lick at his furry sheath. The canine gasped as he felt her rough tongue slide around his most sensitive and venerable area, the flat nose sending him quaking all over
"Ohh yes ... yess... please .... Eden ..." Zeke groaned, squirming from side to side. Eden purred and lapped at the little peak of pink tip, coaxing Zeke's shaft out the rest of the way. He took his paws and ran them over Eden's ears, playing with the earrings. She smiled again and dragged her tongue along the length, purring before she slipped the head into her mouth, suckling gently. Zeke's hips bucked a bit, his mind swimming in a sea of sensation. He tugged on Eden's ears a bit and growled, then tentatively took one of her paw's still under his shirt, and nudged one up again.
She threaded her fingers between his and suckled gently, moving over his length a bit more, purring and lapping at the sensitive skin, but didn't take the hint. Zeke's paw shook a bit as he pushed her paw up his chest, towards his nipples. He was so scared to be so demanding. Eden grinned and stroked a paw tip, then a claw, over Zeke's nipples. He moaned out as she played with his perked nipples, his hips bucked wildly, knot emerging from the sheath. Eden wrapped her lips around the knot, sucking hard and started to pull up and off, driving the coyote into fits of pleasure. Zeke cried out as the wave of sensation flooded over him, the tugging on his knot sent him over the edge without warning.
"Eddeennn!!!!"
The tigress grinned as she suckled gently, purring and milking the Coyote for all he was worth as the thick, salty load shot down her throat. The smaller coyote bucked his hips wildly, yowling and moaning some more, tugged at her ear, still in the throes of his intense climax. She slowly pulled off and licked her whiskers, smiling up at Zeke and nuzzled his furry fingers. Zeke tired to sit up but found it hard to. He finally managed to pull himself up and noticed her nuzzling his fingers.
"Ohhhh Eden that was soo great ... what ... can I do for youuu ...?" Zeke asked, with a small slur, as he moved his body close to hers, rubbing a free paw over her legs, as if asking for permission. Eden blushed and ducked her head, but didn't try to stop him.
"Zeke.... um ..." Zeke froze, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.
"Yes ... Eden?" He swiped his drink and half swallowed it, calming himself and his nervousness, the rush of more alcohol dulling his inhibition, his self doubt.
"Promise me you won't...flip out...? Okay?"
Zeke took a sideways glance at the tigress.
"Flip out ... why? I ... don't understand ... did something happen to you?" He nuzzled up to the white tigress. "If I did something wrong you'll tell me right?" Eden nodded lightly and bit her lip
"I...I just wanted to warn you..." she said as she pushed a paw through her long, silky head fur. "I just ..." Zeke felt warm and fuzzy, the alcohol washed away his fear that she didn't want to be with him.
"Just what?"
" ?c Nothing ..." she said as she took his paw and pressed it to her tight skirt. "Just don't freak .. Okay?" Zeke nodded and kissed her, slipping his tongue into her muzzle, and he slid his paw up her skirt. Eden whimpered and licked at Zeke's lips, fear crawling into her body as his paw sneaked closer to her sex. Zeke's paw tips slid up insider her panties, shaking a bit, causing Eden to shudder and wraps her arms around his shoulders, squeezing hard.
The coyote's paw tips paused as they hit something ... unexpected ... then wrapped themselves curiously around it. Eden's eyes popped open and she shuddered, moaning softly against his shoulder.
"Z-zeke ..."
Zeke's eyes seem confused, but he ran his paw tips along the length anyway, as Eden shuddered again and gasped out, clawing at Zeke's shoulders. Eden bit his bottom lip and buried his head in the coyote's neck, groaning out in pleasure. Zeke felt the tiger ... tigress ...writhe under him. He knew he was pleasing ... her ... him ... the alcohol confusing his brain. All he knew was that he was pleasing ... Eden ... who had been so kind to him, so his paw wrapped tightly around the hard length in Eden's panties and began to stroke firmly, shaking from fear.
Eden panted and cried out for more in Zeke's ear, thrusting up into his paws as pleasure raced through the tiger's veins. After a few more intense moments, Eden couldn't take anymore, and climaxed under his skirt, letting out a loud mew and squirmed closer to the coyote. Zeke felt the warmth gush over his paw, and fill Eden's panties. He continued to stroke Eden until ... Eden was finished, then pulled ... Eden down onto the couch, with ... Eden on top. He took out his paw and looked up at it, seeing the warm wetness on his paw, then took a curious sniff at it. Eden pulled his eyelids open and continued to pant, curling up on Zeke's chest as he recovered, hardly noticing the coyote's actions as he nuzzled his fur. The coyote took a cautious lick at the white, thick goo, curiosity and alcohol overcoming his fear. Zeke wiped the rest on his shirt, and cuddled Eden.
"I hope ... that was ok ..."
"Th-that was fantastic ... Zeke," Eden said he nuzzled closer and purred, inhaling the coyote's scent. Zeke stared up at the ceiling, very drunk, and tried to sort out how he felt about what had just happened.
"I guessing that ... you must be Jason then." Eden blinked and looked up at Zeke, his ears folding down to his head in fear and guilt. Zeke looked at her chest quizzically, before Eden pulled open her top to reveal gel and water sac inserts, secured snuggly in his bra.
"Y-yes....I'm sorry...I should have told you from the start...I...I should have ..."
Zeke, almost unconscious by this point, blurted out.
"Eden, I'm a cracker. Your not the only one who lied ..."
The coyote slipped into unconsciousness, and Eden blinked at the coyote, before joining him, wondering if Zeke would be okay with everything in the morning ...