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Woooshhh.... Whooshhh.... The rushing, pulsating sound of water hitting the shore of the beach and creeping up it, tall as it could reach before it slipped back into the sucking current of the ocean. The sound, repetitive and all encompassing seemed to add a calming veil to the entire stretch of beach as it's sound filled the fisherman's ears.

The beach stretched for miles at least, reaching out to the point where it merely seemed to melt into a trinity with land, ocean, and sky indiscernible from one another in a mere blur of pale blue. The sun, high above, poured warm glowing rays down onto the beach with it's fresh, morning. One fisherman in particular, the single figure in the main, fat portion where the sand thickened up till it kissed to the grassy edges of the rest of the land. Sparse trees dotted the meeting point, but the fishing canine was unconcerned with this foliage. Instead, his bright blue eyes reflected the ocean itself. He stood, wide legged stance to hold himself still at the edge of the wave's reach while he held a long, slender fishing rod.

The sun baked his fur, collecting heat in the black portions around both eyes, down his snout, and all across his shoulders. Shirtless, he felt the sun warm down his entire back and streaking through the fur of his chest. It seemed to glint off the bright green portions of his chest, in particular too on the gothic pendat laying in the center of his chest, the metal glittering in the reflection of the sun's glow off each point of the simple, yet elaborated design of the cross.

He was utterly silent, basking in this heat and riding the sounds of waves coming in while he his hook lazily roll back in towards him before he prepared to cast again. He hesitated for a second before the cast, glancing around the beach passingly and over one shoulder out of mere precaution.

"Don't want to catch anyone with it..." He muttered to himself, faintly before he let the hook fly out through the air, splashing into the water with a little plink before he began to draw it back in again, attempt to tempt the fish's attention with a moving bait. Instead of shortening and dragging his hook slowly in, the line just tugged.

"Wha-?" Shadow thought, surprised at the quick catch. "I got one!" He started to reel in faster as his heart have a little jump- the thrill of a catch. He stepped forward more, wetting the bottom of the loose, baggy tripp pants slung low on his hips while his arms strained in preparation to bring in the catch.

Instead of giving and dragging in, the line simply did not give. He yanked the rod, pumping the reel harder, but all he got in return was a sharp yelp from the waves.

"Hello?" He called, suddenly confused. Both brows knit in together, puzzled, while both ears twitched and dipped forward. "Did I catch someone?" He called out, worried now he's missed someone in his sweep. He started shuffling into the water further, letting the waves hit his knees before a reply answered him.

But, instead of words, he heard the faint strains of a moan.

"Oh my gosh! I've hurt you!" He hurried in more, carrying the rod so that it didn't pull anymore, but the deeper he made it into the water, the more his confusion grew, because with a second moan, there was no strains of pain. Instead, it seemed like notes of pleasure, the faint lilting of a moan that elevated the voice from the guttural level of sharp pain. "A-are you okay?" He suddenly grew flustered, feeling a blush warming his cheeks beneath the fur while his brows continued to tip inwards.

Then, the waves fell away in a sudden calm and he glimpsed the end of his line. His eyes rang up his length, falling into the clear water to see the shape of a full anthro- no mere fish at the end of the line. Instead, he saw a shark. What caught his eye first were simply the colors. Yellow, orange, and red all blurred beneath the veil of the pale blue water slipping over, but then he caught the outline of the entire shape. Trim, strong legs kicked up slightly beneath the water in a hover, though the true balancer seemed to be the massive tail flickering behind the creature, peaks of additional fins arching off while smooth layered scales in varying shades drew a focused, yellow streak down to a reddened tip. His eyes darted, finding a thin waist bobbing beneath the end of his line. He squinted, fighting the glare of the sun before he eyes caught the tip of the hook, the little bit of silver glittering enough to pinpoint it atop one, bare rounded breast of pale white.

He gasped, realizing the hook had managed to catch into a little silver dot pierced into a perky, purple nipple. He gasped, surprise and fright and finding a female at the end of the line forcing his hands to panic and drop the rod into the water. This, as expected, gave a sharp tug onto the line, then hook, and finally the girl's piercing. The tug sent a jolt into the sensitive nub of her nipple, already sensitive and hard with the touch of the caressing cool water she'd been idly swimming in up till now. With the rod loose, the water driving it's motion, the tug didn't end. Instead, the pressure changed randomly with the motion of the water, wiggling and pulling on the piercing in the shark girl's nipple. She whimpered, catching her lip in a bite before moaning.

She kicked her feet, heading now for the boy attached to the line she'd been hooked in, now scrambling to grab the pole and then sheepishly gripping it with both hands. "It looks like I might have "caught" you..." He said, ducking his eyes and trying to hide the smile the snuck onto his face at the pun, but much to his delight, the topless girl just grinned.

"Don't you usually take your catch into shore, not let it keep swimming around?" Her eyes glinted, mischief showing plain in the bright emerald hues he now saw. She winked once before nodding to shore, waiting for him to nod vehemently and start towards the sandy slope.

Once their feet hit the soft, gushy sand of the wettest portion of the beach, the canine turned. "Now lemme get that off of you. Again, I am totally sorry- Did I say that already? I don't know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"Leave it."

The canine blinked, freezing in his manipulation of the line. The rod already laid discarded on the sand, the slack allowing him to just hold the line itself. "W-what?"

The girl met his eyes. Her bright green mixed with his blue while that mischief continued to glint and glitter from in her vision. Her tail lifted behind her, giving a flick while the canine floundered, unsure what to do with this impasse reached. Thankfully, before he hand to, the girl placed her hand onto his chest. Her smooth, damp skin touched to his warm, sun-toasted fur and for a second everything froze.

He just felt her fingertips lightly pressing through the fur while the claws at the end grazed his skin, tickling lightly. Then, she gave a gentle, but strong push that- on the loose sand- toppled him back so that his butt his the earth and he fell backwards. His eyes swam up, spinning a bit before the girl lowered herself over him. He saw a fleeting glimpse of white swim bottoms before her lap pressed into his own and her eyes hovered up above his. "What are you doing?" He questioned, unsure how to even respond before the shark just snickered and gave the line still in his hand a small tug and nipped at his shoulder. "You're not supposed to ask the questions like that, you're the fisherman! I'm your catch, right?"

His eyes went wide, but this time he realized that what his mind desperately was fantasizing was happening was actually happening- which was a first! His fist wrapped around the invisible fishing line, giving a little tug and watching as the shark's face slackened with her mouth popping open, breathing out a short gasp of pleasure at the tug. "Someone likes that." He commented, finding a smile dancing on his lips.

"Oh, that's how you're gonna be?" She countered, starting to shift and grind her hips. Instantly, the pressure over top of his loose pants caught him. He could feel the heat of her body easily through something as thin as the swim bottoms she wore. Plus, the rest of her was utterly bare. While her hips grinded the wafting heat of her sex right over his lap, one hand still pressed into his chest, holding him down and steadying herself while her hips writhed and teased him. Her bare chest hovered over him. The water droplets fell from her, sloping down the arch of her full, heavy breasts. The fell over her like glitter, catching the light and glimmering down her smooth flesh. Her nipples, such a bright shade of purple against the lucious, pure white of her chest, stood out. Both nipples were hard, but especially the trapped one on the end of his line. He could see how her chest quivered with each exhale, thinning the veil that she put over her growing lust.

But it was clear. In the heat wafting out through her little panty-like swim bottoms, the tremor in her breathing each time he tweaked on the line in his control, and the scent of her on the air, thickening now especially to his sensitive nose. The scent of her earthy, rich smell filled his nose, egging him on as one tentative hand, the only free one, swept down the length of her stomach. The skin felt so supple, so smooth and sweeping that he just repeated the motion once more. The way she rushed beneath his fingertips, so soft beneath his furred fingertips and silken smooth so that she would dart through water meant that she just glided beneath his touch. She sighed out, welcoming his touch and giving him the reassurance he needed to continue. His fingers followed the natural shape of her form down to the mound of her sex. He fingered the edge of her bottom, letting a fingertip sweep beneath and feel the forbidden, still hidden flesh that sat just beneath the fabric.

His touch swept back more, stroking over the bare curves above her tail. Lightly, he tickled at the tail base only to feel her twitch and shudder over his lap. "Mmm, ticklish?" He murmured, chuckling before his hands fell to the shape of her ass. He could feel the bubbled curves of the pert ass hiding beneath the thick mass of her tail. The bottoms couldn't contain it, letting out the bottoms where his fingers caressed over that bare, exposed slice of her tush. Then, he found the edge of her panties again and stroked over that sensitive flesh, tempting her with a finger tipping into the very midpoint between her thighs before retreating back.

He looked up, spotting a flush dotting up the shark's throat and dabbing onto the apples of her cheeks before she flashed him a prim smile. Her breath hitched suddenly, feeling his finger tip sweeping over the top of her panties. "Normally, I don't catch fishies with clothes on." He teased, starting to rub the little nub of her clit that puffed and swelled beneath the fabric. His touch continued, letting the bottoms actually press into the shape of her slit. He could feel her wetness soaking into the fabric, letting it work through and actual show the line of her slit as the patch grew. His finger worked along her clit, rubbing steadily while one finger stayed up on that little buzzer, circling with his nail.

This time, when the canine looked up, he finally had wiped the smug smirk off the Shealin shark's lips because this time her lips were slackened into a long sigh and both eyes had sunk closed while her eyelashes twitched with little pulsing moments of her body shuddering.

His finger pressed a bit harder, not letting up on her clit while he gave another tug on the line, adding the that building sigh in her lips so that it fell into an actual moan. His hips bucked into her little, slowing grinding. She responded, grinding into him harder. He could feel her now, actually aiming the line of her slit to ride over the log of his trapped length beneath his pants. She ground herself right over top of his clothed cock, letting him feel the heat and pressuring of her tempting him but through the barrier of fabric between them. He groaned, letting a growl build in the back of his throat before rolling out as his impatience started to get too much.

Her eyes flickered open, legs suddenly shifting madly before a sudden object smacked into the canine's face. His eyes blinked, opening to see a blur of white before he breathed in, nose catching the sudden deep scent of the girl. His nostrils flared, sucking in the flavor in the air- finding the scent robust and musky, almost deep to the point that his nose had to try again and pull it in deeper. He could taste her in the back of his mouth just with the smell in his nose, wafting out from the bottoms she'd flung over top of his muzzle.

Brushing them aside, his eyes met to the girl's just as she hovered over top of him. He saw her, hesitating for just a second before her fingers fell to the button of his pants and tug the two side apart. Boink! Like it was spring-loaded, his cock popped free of the pants at the first chance, every inch fleeing into the pale light of the sunshine, obscured by the thighs hovered around it. For a second, the female paused. He watched her in a moment suspended as her eyes swept up his length, as if counting how much of it there was before she gave a sound almost like a purr from deep in her chest and rolled her hips back to him.

Her slit, dripping and leaking it's wetness, glided over top of his pointed tip, smearing herself down his length before she let him find her opening. Teasingly, she lowered herself a mere half inch, grinding herself just enough he felt he walls there, tempting him to come inside, beckoning. But, then, she retreated again. The cold, crisp air of the ocean side beach washed up to his tip, contrasting so sharply to the heat that had been pressed around his tip only moment before.

Then, the heat returned. This time, she sunk lower. The tight, squeezing sensation of her walls sunk down over the first inch of him. She encompassed his head, clenching herself and massaging around the pointed, red-hot poker of his prick. He felt the heat of her, so hot in contrast with the air seconds before that it only amplified her sex's embrace. He let out a gasp, breath puffing out into the salty air with a relief-like moment of pleasure in that first sensation of the first moment of penetration. But, then, like before, she retreated back again and left him pulsing wantonly within only the embrace of the chilled air.

"Awh..." He groaned, half-frustered and half-disappointed. His eyes washed up to her, finding a smirk dancing over her lips before he gave a growl, fiercely wrapping his arms up and taking the line attached to her nipple still with, meaning it yanked down on her sensitive teat. She cried out with the sudden cocktail of pleasure and pain before her back thunked into the soft sand. The Fennec Fox hovered over her for a mere second before the pointed tip of his shaft nudged to her sex, finding the drooling opening before both of his ears pinned back and his hips thrust forward.

Inch by inch, every bit of his slammed forward into the girl's sex. She tipped her head back, rolling into the the bed of sand so that bit of the earth crumbled and seemed to avalanche in a mini wave of her shoulder once dislodged, but she didn't notice. Her mouth dropped open, flashing her sharp fangs while her sex stretched out, clenching madly with his entire length feeding into her.

The canine howled out briefly, cutting himself off with a short cough, realizing with a jolt they were stilled outside and still visible by anyone who happened to get the itch for fishing. His eyes furtively swept the coastline, suddenly fearful of any peering eyes though he only saw the specks of people in the distance and it sent a rush of heat through his body.

"Anyone could catch us out here." He growled, half moaning into the shark's ear as her hips started to roll up to his, impatiently urging him to go faster rather than continued his slow, grinding rolls of himself hilted inside of her. He hesitated a moment long, just rolling his hips up to her so that his tip dug deep inside her sex before he grabbed onto Sierra's shoulders and started to thrust hard and fast. Her hips shoved back into the sand, pinned there on the slope of the beach as he pounded into her. His hand still held her nipple captive, working the sensitive nub with every second, tugging and relaxing in randomized burst.

She squealed out, feeling him quickly starting to catch the tail end of all the teasing from earlier. Already, with his torment on her clit, she felt herself clenching and squeezing around him madly. Her body shuddered, twitching with every one of the deep, rocking thrusts into her. At the same time, the canine found himself teetering at the edge. The combination of everything, the surprise of the entire scenario, the beauty of the female laid out against the tan sand behind her, her body fiery and sleek, the bouncing of her pale white breasts with every thrust, the noises she made with each thrust, quiet and muffled growled out moans- it all had him flying towards orgasm fast.

"A-ah-ah-ah" Her breath started to catch with every thrust. He could feel her starting to clamp down, practically trapping him inside of her cunt with the strength of herself squeezing down around him.

"Oh! Oh!" Then, her breaths deepened, a more gutteral, building sound escaped.

"Eeee-" Her voice broke, letting out a shrill, arching cry through the air as he felt it. In hard, convulsions spasms, her sex hit orgasm around him. Her entire body twitched and froze in alternating bursts, arching her back and curling up towards him with a shrieking cry for a moment before he joined her. Thick globs of cub spattering out into her insides in a sloppy explosion.

"Phew... Phew...Phew..." She started to pant as they began to calm, riding down from the high. The male looked at at her, releasing the fishing line and cupping her cheek before he bent down, kissing at her lips once.

"Whoosh... Whooosh," filled in the waves.

"You know," Shadow murmured, resting once again in the calming rush of the waves noise, this time while buried inside this strange new connection. "I am sure glad I did catch someone for once!"