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Proposal

Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare) for TheCuddlingFox

"You seem to be making a habit of this, sweetheart..."

Standing before the open front door with a steaming casserole dish of hearty stew, the wolf beamed at her partner, tail wagging hard enough to bump into the walls on either side of the hallway. Adjusting her grip on the dish with paws encased in blue and white oven gloves, she fluttered her eyelashes at the cream-furred fox, eyes drifting down her suit jacket and stiff, pencil skirt to her shapely legs. Whining, she dragged her gaze up, eyes wide with an edge of nerves keeping her muzzle carefully pinned into what she hoped appeared as a winning smile.

She could only hope she kept herself together.

The fox could not know. Not yet. Not yet. Play it cool... Play it cool. She had to keep her head together! Yet nerves tap-danced over her ribcage, making her paws tremble with the precious dish cradled between. But the trembling, if difficult to conceal, would be okay as long as she did not drop the casserole dish and her partner did not notice. All would be a-okay...

Gloria chuckled at Devyn's antics, her smiling muzzle and wagging tail, and stepped over the threshold in her black office heels, wincing as a blister on her toe throbbed obscenely. They were swiftly becoming her least favourite pair of shoes and the fennec fox felt that the day had run on for far too long already. There was something about the office that she could not put her finger on that held less and less allure to her, the daily toil wearing on her soul. Numbers and paperwork were endless, a constant stream of visitors interrupting her work and she ended her days more exhausted than ever before. She was so tired that she rarely managed to now join Devyn on her workouts or runs, initially following the wolf's lead in working on her body and health. The wolf looked amazing, her fur gleaming with good health and shifting lightly over building muscle. Gloria sighed, ears slanting to the sides of her head.

It was good that she had her wolf to come home to, her shining wolfess, her Devyn. Sometimes she was the only thing that kept her spirits up during the course of the day. And those days had become increasingly frequent without her consent.

"Are you taking your shoes off?" Devyn asked, drawing the fennec out of her reverie.

Perking up her ears, Gloria smiled and licked her lips, trying to look as if she had just been caught in the twists and turns of her own mind. The wolf still stood before her, holding their dinner for a Thursday night out in front of her body like an offering, steam rising and curling from the rich stew. The fox's stomach rumbled.

"Of course I am," she said quickly, eyes bright. "And take that pot back to the kitchen, you silly goose!" Gloria laughed and shook her head, shooing away the wolf with both paws. "Keep it warm! I'll be in there in a minute, I promise."

The wolf bobbed her muzzle and trotted off to the kitchen, grey tail flicking gently behind her. Gloria's eyes followed its path for longer than was necessary, the corner of her lips tugging up in a sly smirk. Devyn's arse truly was looking divine.

What better to lift her spirits? She had a wonderful wolfess waiting for her and a delicious meal. There could be little to nothing better than that!

"Wouldn't want to waste a bite," she said to herself as the wolf disappeared around the corner of the hallway to the kitchen, a skip in her step and a tune on her lips. "And not to waste a second more either."

She dashed upstairs on light paws, careful of her heels on the steps. She had stumbled in them more than once and, as fashionable and professional as they looked, the vixen could not wait to get them off her paws. That blister burned something awful. Gloria shrugged her jacket off her shoulders as she trotted into the bedroom with a more cheerful growl that rumbled along the edges of her lips into a chuckle. The sound caught her off guard and she giggled, jollied by her own actions.

Gloria stripped her blouse and trousers from her body, kicking them into the corner by the wicker washing basket. The black suit trousers caught on her heels as they scooted over the carpet and her lips twisted, biting back a curse that would have sounded wrong on her lips. Untangling the fabric from her heel, the fox neatly popped it into the basket - which was getting a little too full for her liking - and kicked off her heels, gigging as they clacked noisily into the wardrobe. Those ones could go straight to the bottom of the pile.

Pawing through the wardrobe, she quickly selected appropriate evening wear, a pain of slim fitting jeans that accentuated the natural curves of her thighs and hips along with a pale pink shirt with frills across the chest. It set off her fur just right and never failed to draw a blushing Devyn's eyes to her chest. Tossing her head, Gloria grinned at her reflection, gems sparkling in her ears, a single stud in each. For the office, she had to be tasteful, but the hint of sparkle made her feel simply expensive.

And she wanted to look beautiful for her wolfess. Together every single day of the rest of their lives. Gloria shivered, fluffy tail tucked in close to her body. The thought made her stomach ripple with nerves and cheeks glow with loving warmth.

Making her way downstairs in bare hind paws, the fennec groaned, trying to avoid putting pressure on the sorest spots of her paws. She followed the rich, beefy aroma through the living room to the kitchen, black nose twitching as if with a mind of its own, a light sway in her hips. Devyn stood at the kitchen counter, facing away from Gloria, with her tail wagging contentedly as she served up the stew on to two plates already laden with what appeared to be piles of creamy mashed potato. Gloria's stomach rumbled loudly.

"This smells divine, sweety," she said, wrapping her arms around Devyn's waist and hugging her close as the wolf attempted to dish up her stew. "How did you ever find the time to make this? You've been working today too!"

Giggling, the wolf wriggled, unintentionally grinding her rump back at Gloria, the fox's breasts pressed softly to her back.

"It'll taste better on the table," Devyn promised with a little squirm to dislodge her partner. "Sit, sit! I'll serve up. You relax now. You've earned it."

Though she wanted to help, the thought of putting her paws up was too tempting by far. Just for a little while. She could always, after all, do the washing up. She perched on the edge of the wooden chair set before the dining table for two, covered with a pale blue tablecloth. The fennec raised an eyebrow: unusual.

Devyn skipped over to the table with two plates in her paws, placing them on the rectangular block with a flourish and girlish giggle. She wasted no time in seating herself opposite her fox, eyes as bright and content as Gloria had ever seen them. It was good to see the wolfess so happy and full of life, as she had not always been so. The fennec smiled, licked her lips and reached for her fork, eager to begin.

"Is this a special occasion?" Gloria asked, already raising a forkful of meat to her lips as she inclined her head towards the tablecloth.

Devyn swallowed and fussed with her glass of water, wiping condensation from the exterior with the pads of her fingers.

"Erm..." The wolf slid her eyes away. "I just wanted to make a nice dinner. For you."

Gloria blinked, the words hanging in the air, clipped and blunt. Floored for a moment, she shook her head slowly, searching for words with which she could reply. What just happened? What was wrong? She bit her lip, watching the wolf rubbing her muzzle and refusing eye contact.

"I don't mean to say I don't appreciate it, hon." Gloria tried to dig herself out of the hole. "This is lovely! I didn't expect it at all." She reached for her partner's paw. "Really, truly. This is wonderful. You're so good to me."

The wolf glanced up, shy warmth gleaming in the corners of her eyes. For a moment, Gloria would have sworn that her eyes were watering.

"Thanks, love," Devyn said simply, picking up her knife and fork. "That means a lot to me. You mean a lot to me."

Without allowing Gloria a chance to reply, she winked.

"Now let us eat!"

The duo looked down at their plates and focused on mealtime, conversation unusually stilted between them. Gloria couldn't shake the feeling of unease in the pit of her stomach. There was something up, she knew it from the moment she walked in the door and Devyn was not quite herself. Did she not know the wolfess better than herself by now? What was Devyn hiding from her? Her tail curled in sadly. As she could not work out what was wrong, she wolfed down her food, burning her tongue in the process. At least it tasted fantastic, the meat exceptionally tender and juicy. The fox chanced a smile to herself, ears perking up as her belly filled. Devyn was the best cook.

As the plates were cleared, Gloria sighed and sat up straight in her chair, crossing her arms with undue formality. The wolf slowly put her cutlery aside and, as if nothing was wrong, reached out to stroke Gloria's bare arm, eyes warm.

The fox wasn't having any of it.

"What's going on?" She demanded, ears falling back.

She did not mean to be harsh and the look of shock mixed with hurt that flashed across the wolfess' face, if but for a split second, sent a pang through her heart. She didn't want to hurt Devyn. That was wrong, that was very wrong. The fennec rubbed her head, looking up to see the wolf composed and taking the fox's paw in her own.

"Nothing!"

Devyn shook her head and held up her paws in mock defence, palms facing out towards Gloria. A nervous smile flickered across her muzzle and leaned forward to kiss her nose.

"Sorry I haven't been my usual self tonight, love," she explained in a soft tone, breath washing over her partner's muzzle. "Stomach's just feeling a bit off. Think I ate something bad earlier."

Giggling, Devyn had the good grace to appear abashed, checks flushed beneath grey fur. The fennec fox rubbed her thumb over the back of Devyn's paw in slow circles, slowly returning her smile. She wanted to smile for Devyn.

"Well..."

The fennec hesitated, large ears down close to her skull. Was there any point in pushing the matter? There was clearly something Devyn didn't want to tell her but she was sure the wolf would tell her in good time and not a moment sooner than she was ready. She twisted her fingers together in her lap, hidden by the tablecloth, and looked down. She would just have to trust Devyn, as always. It was not as if the wolf had ever given her reason to not trust her, after all.

Yet after a week such as hers in the office, she could not stifle niggles without a course of action. Gloria shrugged, attempting nonchalance with a flicker of another smile that did not reach her anxious eyes, narrowed slightly at the corners without their usual sparkle.

"I think we should watch a film this evening... Something funny?" The wolf suggested.

She completed her utterance with a decisive nod as if the choice had already been made. Devyn brushed back the fur on the back of her neck and sat up straighter in the dining chair, reaching for the plates before the two of them, fitted navy-blue shirt stretching over her breasts in a way that only Gloria would notice. Perking up, the fennec fox whined and licked her lips, eyes dropping to the V-shaped front of her partner's shirt and nuzzle of cleavage swelling above.

"I'll clear up, hon," Devyn said, tone once again cheery. "You go sit down and relax, put your paws up. I'm sure you have a film in mind." She paused, the corners of her eyes crinkling in fond memory. "You always do."

The fox didn't have it in herself to argue after such a tense dinner. With a nod and what she hoped was a playful kiss dropped on Devyn's nose, she thanked her for dinner and padded through to the living room. She plopped on to the crimson sofa, the living room tinted with warm hues, and huffed as she tucked her legs up beneath her, grabbing their two most recent DVD purchases. One or the other would do for them. Devyn picked them both out on their last shopping trip, claiming that they needed a bit more of 'the silly' in their lives. As they were definitely comedies, judging by the covers, Gloria figured they fit the bill.

Though she still worried. Drifting into a maze of thoughts, dishes clinking in the kitchen, the wolf tried not to think about the negativities of the night. Things couldn't be that bad, surely? Devyn was the same as ever but...not. Only a little off. It couldn't be that bad. It had to not be that bad. Devyn loved her.

The fennec dipped her muzzle to her arm, resting her chin there as her eyes moved from one DVD case to the other, both held in one paw flung out over the arm of the sofa.

"Gloria..."

"Hm?"

The fennec fox flicked her tail but didn't look up, glancing between both DVD cases. Which one would be funnier? She supposed they would have time to watch both of them, if they popped the first disc in right away...

"Gloria?"

"Yes?"

This time the fox glanced up, startled by the sudden intensity in the wolf's eyes. Sitting very slowly on the sofa beside Gloria, Devyn gulped and reached for her partner's paw. The fox blinked, uncomprehending in the moment as words failed her. What was the wolf up to? Had something bad happened?

The wolf took her paw, holding it too tightly between her own.

"I'm not really sure how to say this," she said quietly, tongue snaking out to lap over the side of her muzzle. "There's been something on my mind for a long time. A long, long time, Gloria."

"What is it?" Gloria swallowed hard and steeled herself, stomach flipping as if it was full of frogs. "Is there something going on?"

"Nothing bad, my love," Devyn rushed to reassure the fox, leaning in to kiss her lips softly. "Only good. I didn't mean to worry you, not in the slightest. It's only difficult for me to say some things, yet I believe with all my heart that they need to be said."

Gloria relaxed, rolling her shoulders back as if a weight had been lifted from them. There was nothing to worry about! Just a bit of talk!

"I was getting a bit unnerved," Gloria admitted, sliding in close to Devyn, an arm around her waist. "You had me going there!"

Devyn chuckled and kissed the fox's cheek.

"I didn't mean to," she said as she nuzzled Gloria's neck, kissing and nipping lightly down to her collarbone. "Though I hope to make up for that little moment of derp, sweetheart... I'm sorry."

Shivering under the wolf's sensual kisses, the fox yipped as she was suddenly thrust back, Devyn shifting away so that they could look into each other's eyes. Gloria raised an eyebrow, hiding a giggle. Devyn had put on mascara. She never put on mascara unless they were going out! It was such a small thing to notice but suddenly seemed of utmost significance: this was something special to Devyn.

The wolf cleared her throat, coughing lightly into her paw to buy herself a few moments of time.

"Gloria, you mean more to me about anything in the world. Do you want to spend your life with me?"

Startled, all the fennec fox could do was nod. What kind of question was that to be asked out of the blue? And of course she wanted to spend her life with the wolf. Moistening her lips, Gloria stroked the wolf's cheek.

"Every day of my life, I am happy that I can wake up next to you, my love," Gloria replied. "I can't even remember what it was like to not be with you."

The wolf blushed but continued on despite the warmth in her cheeks, fingers interweaving with Gloria's and squeezing.

"If I could not breathe in your essence every day, I would be lost. I wouldn't be anything without you. You've buoyed me up in the worst of times and shown me how to laugh again when life seemed too dark to bear. You are the light of my life and you make me want to live life to the full. I want to better myself for you and for me too."

Smiling, Devyn extended her arm out to the side and brought her fist in towards her head, flexing.

"Look!" She chirped. "I even have muscles now! And it's all thanks to you and your encouragement. You kept me going, Gloria."

The wolf giggled at the unintentional show, trying to concentrate on Devyn's words rather than how her stretch and flex pulled the fabric over her breasts. Just what was wrong with her today? She was not usually such a lech! But the wolf was divine and her body taut with functional muscle.

"I'm happy that I could help you, sweety," Gloria murmured, taking her turn to blush. "But the credit all goes to you. _You_put in the work and the time. You have also helped me, perhaps more than you know."

The wolf squeezed her paw.

"Then we help one another," Devyn said. "And that is why I have something for you."

Slipping from the sofa, Devyn hesitated for the briefest of moments, dropping to one knee only when her heart thudded to the beat of a drum only she could hear. It was time. She adjusted her stance and reached in her pocket to retrieve a small, black velvet box, fingers delicately trembling. The fennec cocked her head to one side and half-reached out for the wolf as Devyn opened the box to reveal a diamond ring, sparkling in the soft mood lighting. Perfectly poised, she turned her eyes up to Gloria's and waited with bated breath.

Gloria stared, unblinking as not even breath expanded her lungs. What was the wolf doing? She couldn't be...no. No! She clapped her paws over her muzzle, eyes shockingly wide. Devyn couldn't be doing what she thought she was doing...but she was!

No! But...yes!

The wolf blinked away tears from the corners of her eyes, giggling lightly as Gloria bounced on the balls of her hind paws, her own eyes watering in turn.

"Gloria...my love," Devyn whispered, though her words carried, growing stronger as she spoke. "Will you do the great honour of marrying me?"

The fennec fox leapt at her, a screech of pure joy bursting from her lips as she tackled Devyn to the carpet, knocking the box and ring from her paws.

"Yes!"

Devyn laughed breathlessly and was swiftly silenced as Gloria locked lips with hers, tongues flicking out and together. Rolling over so that the fennec fox was on the bottom, the wolf closed her eyes and succumbed to the moment, paws finding Gloria's in the embrace and curling her fingers between hers. They fit together as perfectly as if they had been made for them and Devyn moaned into the deepening kiss as she pushed Gloria's paws back and above her head, breasts pressed together as lust and love rose in tune.

"Did you even have to ask?" Gloria laughed when they came up for air, still covering each other's muzzles in soft kisses and licks, paws dropping lower to the strip of fur between Devyn's blouse and jeans. "In a heartbeat! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"That's a lot of yeses." Devyn kissed her muzzle. "Do you want to see the ring properly?"

Bobbing her muzzle, Gloria cast about the carpet for the little black box, which had fallen closed, and passed it to her lover and, well, now life partner. Wife. The thought warmed her heart and she nuzzled into the crook of Devyn's neck as the wolf retrieved the sparkling ring and held it out for her sweetheart.

"Paw, please! Once this goes on, it's never coming off!" The wolfess joked.

"I wouldn't want it to."

Holding out her paw, the fennec fox spread her fingers, allowing the wolf to slide it on to the fourth finger of her left paw. It was a little on the large side but she knew that could be fixed, if only to ensure that it would not slip from her paw and be lost. She would never take it off again! But she wouldn't want to lose it either. The fennec whined and blinked down at it, clutching her other paw over her muzzle.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry... Oh...sod it!

Devyn drew the fox in close and nibbled the edge of one of her large ears.

"I had one more thing in mind for tonight...another surprise for you, if you will," she whispered into Gloria's ear, a wicked lilt to her voice. "Though I'm afraid it will pale in comparison to what I just presented you with." She paused, swallowing hard. "I'm so glad you said yes."

"I would never, ever have said anything else," Gloria said, licking the underside of Devyn's jaw. "But what else could you possibly do for me tonight? I already feel like the luckiest lady in the whole wide world!"

Devyn's eyes twinkled.

"Darling...you've been staring at my chest all night." The wolfess licked her lips, showing a flash of sharper teeth. "And I have something that will sate those lusts of yours...or at least give us great pleasure in the act of trying."

She shifted, reaching around the side of the sofa where there was a gap between the piece of furniture and the wall. For a moment, Gloria wondered what on earth she could be doing, digging around down there, and then the wolf withdrew a crimson box, the lid of which was tied neatly with a dark purple ribbon. The fennec's ears perked and she leaned in closer to the wolf as she lifted the lid from the box to reveal folds upon folds of tissue paper, which smelled faintly of lavender. The wolf was suddenly so confident in herself and her plan that Gloria was a little thrown. Moistening her dry mouth, the fennec dipped her muzzle, overcome by a sudden shyness as the wolf gently and kindly took charge.

"Have you boxes stashed all over the house now?" Gloria asked, paw trembling slightly as she stroked down Devyn's arm. "You are...different tonight. In a good way. The best way."

"Maybe you inspire me, my sweet."

The wolf kissed her lips sweetly, tissue paper rustling as she retrieved the planned gift from the box and laid it on her thighs for the vixen to see. Glancing down, the fox pulled her head back for a better look, tail flicking up and wagging in a swathe of creamy fluff. On Devyn's legs rested a pink strap-on toy with beautiful ridges layered along the length, already fastened into a sleek, black leather harness. Kissing the stunned fox's lips once more, the wolf winked and traced her fingertip down the front of Gloria's body, between her breasts.

"Lay back, my vixen," Devyn breathed, eyes dark and sultry. "Let me take care of you."

A fox could not resist sure a lure. Allowing the wolf to lay her back on the plush carpet, Gloria yipped softly as Devyn stripped her clothes from her body, covering every scrap of exposed fur in soft kisses and licks. Gloria squirmed and wriggled beneath her, running her paws over the wolf's sadly more clothed form, even as Devyn dipped her paw between Gloria's legs to rub the back of her paw over her cunny through her delicate blue lace panties. They did not last long and, like her brassiere, were tugged off in due course and pushed to the side, exposing the wolf deliciously to her partner. Less delicate in stripping herself, the wolf hurriedly scrambled out of her shirt and jeans, careless of the buttons she ripped off in her haste. After all, she had a vixen to take care of!

As if she had practiced beforehand, Devyn slipped into the harness, pulling it up around her hips and tightening the buckles as the aroma of conditioned leather tickled Gloria's nose. She watched, hypnotised, as the faux phallus rose into place, gleaming silicone perfectly formed in the low light. On a male, it would not have done anything for her but on Devyn it sent tingles through her crotch that made her want to get on all fours and thrust her rump in the air for the sexy wolfess.

Devyn grinned, looking down at the toy protruding from her legs, the harness splitting between her thighs so that her pussy was exposed, arousal soaking into the fur of her inner thighs. She was ready, but was her lover? Her wife.

"One thing first..."

Diving between Gloria's thighs, Devyn pulled them up around her muzzle, encouraging the fennec to kick her hind paws up over her back, and flicked the tip of her tongue over her sensitive labia, flushed with blood. The fennec groaned and wriggled, only kept in place by the squeeze of her thighs around the wolf's head, pussy pressed right up to the . Lapping over the fox's hot snatch, Devyn drove her tongue inside, feeling how her Gloria grew wet for her, wanting her and only her.

When the fennec bucked her hips and cried out incoherently for her lover, Devyn knew she was ready. Pulling back with some difficulty, for the fennec had a vice like grip around her head, she moved over the wolf's body, pressing their cheeks together as the head of the toy nuzzled against the vixen's sex as if in an intimate kiss. Moaning softly in need, the wolf rolled her hips, teasing the head of the dildo along Gloria's folds to slicken it with her own juices. There was no time to get lube with a whimpering vixen beneath her.

She locked her lips with Gloria's as she drove her hips down, easing the toy in as the vixen groaned into her muzzle, hips thrusting up to take even more into her cunny. Trying to pace herself, Devyn held back as much as possible, too keen to thrust in deep if only to make Gloria squirm and moan so delightfully. The fennec fox gave her no choice in the matter, however, wrapping her legs around Devyn's back to drag her in closer and make her thrust in to the full extent of the toy. It slipped into her with no resistance and Gloria's tongue lolled from her muzzle, eyes lidded.

Rolling her head back, the vixen moaned loudly, throat quivering.

"Oh, love..."

Words failed her, fading into a breathy whine that set the hairs on the back of Devyn's neck trembling.

"Shush," Devyn murmured, nipping the wolf's neck. "Just enjoy. Every second for the rest of your life."

She grasped Gloria's paw and pushed it back behind her head, muzzle dipping to curl her tongue about the fennec's nipple as she thrust. Working the toy in deep, the wolf grunted with the force it took to rock her hips like a male, grinding her hips up to the cluster of nerves on the upper side of the fox's passage. The fox sprawled on the carpet and groaned deep in her throat, a lusty groan rumbling from between her lips as she dug her heels into Devyn's buttocks to pull her in deeper. It felt too good for her to allow the wolf to pull back for more than the briefest of moments, only to thrust back in again, each and every ridge of the toy popping into her sex with a full body tremble of ecstasy.

Clinging to her partner, the fox moaned and whimpered as she was fucked to a peak of pleasure, teetering on the edge of something explosive, beyond comprehension in the heat of the moment. The wolf panted heavily, breasts heaving under the teasing flick of Devyn's tongue, nipples hardened into taut nubs. Was this how good it would always feel to have her wolf fuck her? They'd only ever used dildos on each other before. Could she use the strap-on on Devyn too? As alluring as the idea was, it was swiftly thrust from her mind as the dildo drove over her g-spot one time too many and the world around lost all sense and meaning, overcome with mind-blowing pleasure.

The fox howled, legs too tight around her partner, rocked through climax as stars flashed behind her eyelids. When had she closed her eyes? For a time, she lost all sense of herself and only came to flaked out on the living room carpet with the eyes of a simultaneously smug and smirking wolfess hovering above her muzzle, lips quirked up on one said. Gloria blinked and groaned, pussy sore from the pounding she had received and suddenly, unwelcomingly empty. Sliding an arm around the wolf's waist, she drew her lover in close, nose twitching at the scent of aroused wolf with no attire to conceal her desire. She would forget her tiredness for a while. Devyn needed something only she could provide...

"I'm forgetting someone though..." Gloria panted, pushing herself up on to all fours as her arms trembled, juices dripping from her pussy.

Devyn's eyes grew wide and innocent and she flopped back on the carpet with the toy, still gleaming with Gloria's climax, protruding up from her crotch as if in invite.

"I wouldn't leave you so unsatisfied, my wife."

Teasing a nipple with her tongue, the fox made her way down the wolf's body, pausing to lap over the dildo, still warm from the heat of her body. And as she lapped over the needy wolf's sex, drawing the first moans preceding orgasm, Gloria's heart warmed, both from the new experience and the gleaming diamond on her finger and all it symbolised. Their love thrummed like an intricate melody, their moans a choir to the symphony.

Together, they could do anything.