Bliss In Symmetry
A fox can't sleep at night, apparently neither can another fur.
This story is based completely off of a song and I tried hard to leave hints all over the place of which song it was. If you've heard the song you might be able to pick it up. If you think you know what song, please comment and I'll tell you if you're correct! Please also give me critique, because I'm always looking to improve.
As always, if you are below the age of 18 please click the back button and do not read any further. The following story is for mature, adults only and I will not be held responsible for anyone caught reading this story who is a minor. To everyone else, please enjoy :)
Bliss in Symmetry
In the latest hours of the night, a fox
lied in his bed trying to find a way to fall asleep. The moonlight cast shadows across his body as he laid on top of the white as fresh snow bedding. Only a few sheets were on him, for the night air was too warm for his liking. He tossed and he rolled, but no matter what the vulpine tried, he couldn't break an everlasting impression that something was coming.
Looking towards his window, the glass gleaming with the sparkle of the moonlight's glow, he started to see things a bit differently. The sound of a piano playing came to his head as he started to see the waves of each note playing on top of the surface in a deep shade of purple. They started out all the same, slow and dreamy as he stared into the beautiful gaze, until finally lifting up to a new level of pleasure as the lighter purple shades passed by. What he was saying was almost indescribable. As if in perfect tune with the red ball of furs vision, rain started pattering the window as a new set of keys was played along with the old ones. The rain drops touched down onto the window as a hue of blue splattered across the dreamy shades of purple that kept floating by. Everything was in tune, the drops of rain with the moonlight as he continued to gaze into the miracle.
He was so caught up into the window gazing that he never even noticed the door open, but when the new light flooded the room he turned and looked over. the yellow light came in as if in voice with the rest of the song being played for his sensitive ears. In the doorway stood a otter completely naked of all his clothing. He was holding chains in his right hand and a small globe in his left. He squeeze the world and for a split second the light changed, giving the fox a perfect view of how the chains were attached to the small stress ball. The otter took no time, but rather threw the other end of the chain at the vulpine and watched as it landed just a few inches from the red-furred body.
The fox didn't know what to do at first, but as he stared at the chain's end his ears floated back to that imaginary music that was all around him. He had the sudden urge to just hold onto the chain, like it was his only link to the otter that stood so close by. Taking hold of the chain, the cold metal teasing his paw pads, he looked up at the brown body in the door and pulled on the links. They seemed to stretch for moments on end before finally he started to pull the otter closer.
Slowly but surely the light from behind the other male became strung out in the fox's imaginary song, letting him see the otter's face for the first time. The light brown fur came up from under the mammal's chin to his cheeks before dipping back down his body to his chest and below. His ears shared the same color and had two piercing through it. His hair was long, but was died darker then the rest of his bodies normal dark brown color to contrast with his green eyes. Without even knowing who this stranger was, the vulpine already had a hidden love. It was more than love at this point, it was a bitter envy for his good looks and lustful body that the fox now wanted badly. And the more he drank in the other's looks, the more it grew inside of him.
He couldn't resist now, the musical field that had already kept him awake now picking up pace and pulling him closer and closer to this other mammal. The otter came to the edge of the bed and final knelt down upon it in front of the fox. Those vulpine hands couldn't help but extend and feel that perfect face as he caressed one of the sea animals tender cheeks. And for just a second, he could have swore that what he touched was not something that lived and breathed every day, but a soulless mannequin made by furs to be that perfect. And just like that, the last few pitter patters of the rain that his mind had transformed into a piano stopped. The moon became a solid glow once again. It was as if their meeting was meant to be.
A new type of music filled the room, vibrating from the hallway light as the yellow glow began flashing a rhythm similar to what the moon provided, but much more chaotic in it's own sense as well. Lust took over the fox as he grabbed the otter by the scruff of his fur and pushed him down into the bed. He took no time to toss the sheets from his body and climbing onto of is precious prey, showing how he himself was also just as naked as the mammal beneath him.
The otter lay in fear of what was going to happen when a kiss was bestowed upon his cheek. He felt two paws slowly caress down his sides in a rather jagged path as the fox's claws would poke into the sea critter's sides in time with the beat that now shook the lighting form the room. And then he felt it, the paws meeting his hips as they grasped on tight.
The fox found what he was looking for, those luscious hips that curved out from the other's body, as if made for perfect hand hold. He took hold of them and buried his snout into the otter's long head-fur, inhaling deeply the precious scent of the one that now was below him. The scent was more than he expected, exciting the sounds around him as he started grinding his own hips against the poor otter beneath him to the groove that drove him forward. And then he just whispered into the otter's ear while lining himself up before finally pushing forward.
The otter's joyous shouts seemed to come perfectly in time with the banging of thunder around them as the light in the room flashed perfectly in time with the beat. He couldn't believe how good it felt to have the thick, meaty piece of male-meat back up his ass yet again as he threw his head back before slowly lowering himself back down onto the pillow and letting a low moan roll from his lips into the bag of feathers.
The fox wasn't done, his first plunge felt great as that tight hole gripped his cock harder than any fist could have, his large size helping that fact as he squeezed into that tight ass and tried to hold his own cries in. But upon withdrawing all the way out of that beautiful pucker and pushing back into it in time with the beat he couldn't help but moan out loud as the same lovely pleasured sounds returned to the air before changing to a constant hum of satisfaction as he pushed in and out of that ass.
The otter was in pure bliss now, lifting his head as he felt the meat sliding in and out of him in time with the music he now could hear too. His lust to follow the song pushed him backwards with each thrust onto that prick that strained his entrance the farthest he could ever imagine. He howled out yet another moan before putting his head back onto the pillow, biting down on the cloth exterior as two paws pulled it towards him.
The fox felt the otter's attempts to push his vulpine maleness further into the tight hole and only found his efforts renewed as he now bashed even harder into that sweet as as the sounds of slaps chimed along side the thunder. The fox felt like his cock was going to burst from how tight the otter's ass did squeeze as he too howled out once more his lusty moan.
The fox looked down, his own pre having well lubed his shaft to work it's way in and out of it's tight confines enough that he had time to look away and stop gripping the headboard as hard. He looked down at the otter, who in turn was trying to look back up at him. He leaned down and with the final crash of lighting and the smack of them coming together he kissed that perfect face right on the lips. And then he felt something new as he continued pushing in while suckling on the otters tongue. The otter had begun to clench his anal muscles around the fox's thick meat every time they slammed together, bringing even more joy to the vulpine as he tried to control himself and stay in the tempo that surrounded them.
But the surroundings suddenly disappeared as he stuck a new level of enjoyment. Time wasn't something in this new feeling for him, because it was like being in pure bliss always. He had faded away to somewhere where most reach maybe for a second, and yet at the same time he was no where. And then the feeling came to an end as he came right back to the room, his body still thrusting hard into that bottom. His knot had begun to swell and everything was already in motion. It was unstoppable now.
Looking down at his handy work, he lifted the tail out of the way and watched as his meat drove deep into the tight pucker. The vulpine couldn't believe was he saw, but couldn't stop himself either as his still forming knot pushed through that tight whole and sent shivers down his spine. He looked up to the otter's face and watched as the mammal drooled happily onto his pillow. It was as if the bliss was just too much for the creature to handle. And as he kept pounding into that ass with the now grungy beat still flowing around them, he kept feeling younger and younger. It was as if the motions took the years without this perfect soulmate away from him.
With a sudden burst of energy, the fox began pushing his fully swollen knot into the that unbelievably tight hole. His paws were on this hips again, pushing back as hard as possible to force it in as he tried to get his hone to become the otter's replacement for a spine for a few minutes.
The otter came from his daze for only a few seconds, looking up at the animal above him as he felt that knot trying to be force in to his ass as he said his first words since he had arrived. "Show me it's real," echoed through his mind as he felt as if this would be the last chance to get it in. The fox took the advice and pushed extra hard, finally breaking the silence as the otter screamed out in pleasure. His bottom was forced open and his cherry popped completely now as the already fat cock got a bit bigger for a few seconds before coming to the end of the bulb.
The fox was in and was shouting in joy as that tightness now engulfed his most sensitive region. The urge to be apart of the otter was now gone, but the feeling to push away suddenly became urgent as he pressed backwards now, trying to pull his cock out with each thrust instead of push it in farther. He leaned over the hot body beneath him, the sweat running through their fur as they glistened in the erratic lighting, and kept pushing and pulling to get away. Their moans filled the room as one after another they cried out, shivers running up and down their spines as their moans echoed in the other's thoughts.
And then as if the knot was nothing new, the fox started pushing back in as hard as possible. The smacking of their bodies returned to the room, though instead of being loud they were softer but followed in a much more rapid succession then the previous time. Both mammals entered into another blissful state as the song and rhythm that engulfed their feelings sand out quickly the tune that was oh so familiar now.
And then the vulpine felt it, his nuts suddenly starting to rise as his eyes opened wide and he looked to his palm. He was holding something and he couldn't remember when he had picked it up, but under his paw pads was the earth that the otter had brought with him. In the other he felt the chain that linked the two together. He thought about how now he was linked to this otter and how great it felt having his member squeeze so tight as he came to the end. And that bitterness that was originally inside him, the love that he had kept hidden suddenly came out as his member swelled for the last time, growing large than ever before as he blew everything he had inside the previous animal beneath him.
The fox collapsed right then and there, everything having been too much that he was finally pushed over the edge. He wrapped two paws around the otter and whispered something more into the sea animal's ears. The thunder rang out a few more times as he pushed his paws through the otter's fur as if to verify that everything was real, only to remember that he hadn't remembered to get the otter off. Putting a paw down he jacked the otter to his final edge and watched as the fur came, his cum sinking away into the bed sheets. The otter inhaled a few times, listening to the music that surrounded them before turning his head and kissing the vulpine right on the lips, letting their tongues tangle.
The sound of rain could be heard pitter pattering against the window once more as the animal in the fox's arms finally puled out of the kiss and made his reply. "I love you too..."