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Ralph sat next to the window, the arm rests hugging his belly as he settled in. Ed followed closely, and for once seemed less than perpetually perturbed. Then again, the murine liked visiting the pacific rim facility. He liked more things than he let on really, he just liked being indignant more than most things.

"You took your pills, right Ralph?", he asked as he produced a dense technical tome from his carry-on. "This is a long flight and they only have so much plumbing."

"I most certainly did not, Ed", the tanuki countered proudly. "We are about to experience the wonder of flight and I am not going to suppress my libido when I can feel thrumming turbines and positive G-forces."

"Damn it, Ralph! That's exactly when you should suppress your libido. We aren't at the office and this isn't one of your pet projects."

The heavyset canid waved his hand dismissively then pulled up his kilt, revealing a foot-long erection sheathed in blue latex as if that were proof enough that he'd thought it through. Ed batted the cloth back down with exaggerated frustration and gave him a mean look. Ralph smiled and sat back in his seat.

"Will you at least take one before we take off?", Ed insisted rather than asked. "It's bad enough I have to smell your ball sweat the whole way. I don't want to deal with you running out of condoms before we change time zones."

"Aww. I thought you liked my ball sweat."

"You are an incorrigible pervert, Ralph," the mouse huffed.

"I love you too, Ed." The raccoon dog leaned over and kissed his friend's cheek as much in earnest as to make him blush.

If it weren't for inventing, Ed would really be his favorite thing. He liked their rhythm, Ed's fierce will. And, for all his nagging, he never judged Ralph's bizarre appetites, just his bad impulse control. So he obliged, taking a prescription bottle from the pocket of his obnoxious, colorful shirt and rattled it in agreement.

The tent of his kilt never flagged while boarding, and a bored flight attendant went through the safety announcement. Ralph sighed happily as they pulled away from the gate and powerful engines taxied the great machine to the runway. The precision cycle of the turbines vibrated through the dog's body, making his massive testicles throb and swell with anticipation while Ed did his best to ignore the writhing beside him.

Slowly, the tempo rose, and Ralph clutched the arm rests as the whine of the plane became a din of metallic sensuality. A moment of vibrating calm took over the cabin, then, almost primally, the plane rolled forward. The tanuki watched the wing from his window and humped the air at the sight of the ground passing faster and faster. The engines were a blur but he couldn't help it and started to estimate their power and efficiency. After a moment though, he was distracted by the sensation of his weight increasing.

The pressure held him back, crushing firmly like a lover pressed against his body. He moaned aloud but a light jab at his side reminded him to keep it down. He bit his lip and focused on the precum trying to gush out of him. It tingled, held back by the force of the takeoff, but still managed to fill his condom in big globs. He felt the warm fluid ooze down his shaft and pushed the tip down so it would stay in the elastic reservoir. That little touch propelled his lust even further, but he wanted to wait.

Lift finally overcame gravity, and the delightful sensation of flight combined with the engines to battle Ralph's willpower. His body wanted to explode in orgasm but he held on, riding up with the plane eagerly awaiting the zenith of their ascent. The G-forces slowly waned, letting the pressure fade until finally, triumphantly, the canine let it go slowly, a pressing stream followed by a gentle bolt. But as he savoured the feeling of the physics around him, it charged into a powerful climax on its own. He whimpered under his breath while the captain muttered something over the intercom. Gallons of hot sperm rushed into the condom, filling the well of his seat, sloshing sloppily against his balls. Latex heated by his load stretched against his legs, churning subtly with each dump of more seed.

Ed buried his face as deeply in his book as he could, grumbling to the ink until Ralph groaned and relaxed. He pinched the condom in place through his kilt and, with his free hand, shook a pair of his tranquilizers onto his tongue. Much to the mouse's chagrin, rather than take the bottle he was about to offer, Ralph stooped down and milked a big mouthful of cum instead. He took the time swallowing, swishing the familiar flavour back and forth then smacking his lips gratuitously.

"Are you done making a scene, Ralph?", Ed jabbed, subconsciously rubbing the tip of his cock with his book.

"I was gonna fill up my bottle, but otherwise, yeah. Calm down, Ed. If anyone was paying attention, an attendant would have come over."

Ed just hmph'ed and went back to reading while the tanuki fumbled with the condom and his bottle. A hint of his sex scent escaped but ultimately he avoided making a mess. In the end, he tied off the mouth of it and squeezed it between his legs, extracting a book of sudoku puzzles and riding with his friend in companionable silence. It lasted a good while before Ed snapped his book shut and asked: "Alright, gimme some."