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In the early morning light, a fox slipped out from his bed and padded his way across a dark, narrow hallway, stepping onto the cool tiles of a bathroom. There was a faint murmur of sound as an arc of urine shot from the Fox's crotch and traveled down into the toilet in front of him. The air was filled with the faint tinkle as it connected with the water in the bowl, before it soon subsided.

It was far too early in the morning to be doing anything productive, yet the Fox found himself shuffling out of the bathroom, adjusting his pyjamas as he went. He made his way into the kitchen and raised his hand to the switch on the wall. With a brief flick of his finger, the light above flickered on, and he briefly covered his eyes from the blinding light.

It was 6am. The Fox slumped against the counter as he pulled a bowl from the cupboard and dragged a box of cereal closer to his person. He poured some into the bowl and then retrieved the milk from the fridge, as well as a spoon. He couldn't get into the chair fast enough, relaxing when he finally placed his ass firmly on the hard, coarse wood. He rested the side of his head against his hand, tilting the carton and dripping the milk into this bowl.

"Morning, Joey." Someone stepped into the light and sauntered their way across the kitchen towards the fridge. It was a Kitsune, with fur that was a stark contrast to the Fox's own natural hues. The Kitsune sported vibrant pink fur that seemed too colourful to be natural, with white markings dotted on his person and a large, bushy tail swaying behind him. He wore nothing but a simple pair of boxers which clutched firmly to his curvaceous, near-athletic figure. He turned towards the groggy Fox with a slice of cold pizza in his hand, slipping into the chair opposite.

"Mm." The Fox, Joey, grunted in response. He was not much of a morning person. It often took him a little while to wake up, and whilst he was normally quite talkative, it was one most mornings that he often didn't say much of a word. The Kitsune knew this, but didn't complain too much.

The two of them sat there for a while in silence, chewing and munching down food to give them the energy they needed in the morning. As they sat, someone else came into the kitchen area, similarly dressed in very little, with only a large T-Shirt covering the majority of his body. It was a Snow Leopard, with pristine fur that turned into darker, blue-ish grey hues at the ends of his limbs. His long tail swayed left and right as his black-dotted form made it's way over to the fridge as well.

"Morning Joey. Morning Taro." The Snow Leopard shot the pair of them a pleasant smile, and they waved in response. Taro, the Kitsune, glanced his eyes down at the other's swaying behind and a smile came to his lips. He shifted in his seat and the Fox looked momentarily appalled, wondering if he was nursing an erection or just making it seem like he was.

"I'm going to be late: I have to pick up some books from home," The Snow Leopard spoke quickly, fishing a pizza slice from the fridge and turning towards the duo. "I'll go get dressed."

He slipped out of the room and left the two alone again. It didn't take long before the feline returned, dressed in relatively warm clothes. He sported a thick winter jacket and a lean set of jeans, with no shoes. He slipped on a beanie and leant down to the Kitsune, planting a firm kiss on his lips.

"See you tonight." He murmured, and headed towards the door without waiting that long for a goodbye.

"Catch you later, hun." Taro waved in response and devoured the remnants of the slice in his head, rolling his head back. The two of them heard the door shut firmly, and they sighed.

"I guess that other guy left earlier." Taro mused, getting up out of his chair for a brief moment to retrieve a can of cola from the fridge.

"You had another guy here as well?" Joey looked momentarily appalled again. He wasn't that bothered that his roommate was gay, and had a partner. What was rather surprising was the amount of times the pair of them brung other partners home to share with one-another.

"Eh. It was Kasem's idea," Taro replied with a brief roll of his neck, stretching himself out. "You know it is. Most of the time."

"Eh...open relationships are weird." Joey grumbled in response as he polished off his bowl, bringing it to his lips and tipping it over to gulp down the rest of the milk that swam around the bottom. He wiped his mouth and glanced up to the clock, realising it was already coming up to 7am. Kasem was right, they'd be late, if they weren't careful.

"You going in today?" Joey asked his friend as he got to his feet, adjusting the pyjamas pants he wore on his bottom half. The Kitsune simply waved a hand.

"Nah. I think I'll just stay at home and watch porn and do the work myself." He replied, and it enticed a brief roll of his roommate's eyes in response. The Fox turned and headed back down the hallway to his own room, shutting the door firmly behind him.

Joey didn't know how or why he'd ended up in this position, but it had happened nonetheless. He had become a freshman at the University of London about 6 months ago, and he had been eager to find a roommate at the time who'd take him in. Oddly enough, he had met with Kitsune at an open day, and the two had talked, briefly. In that very short space of time, the Kitsune had insisted that the Joey move in with him, and in a matter of days, it had happened.

Taro wasn't a bad roommate. Not by a long shot. But Joey had noticed more and more things about him as time had gone on.

Firstly, he was lazy. For whatever reason, Taro never seemed to leave the house to attend lectures. At least, not that Joey could see. Whenever the Fox left in the morning, the Kitsune was at home, and when he returned in the afternoon, there he was still. He'd even asked the Snow Leopard, his boyfriend, who told him the same thing. Joey didn't quite understand why the Kitsune was even at university if he was just going to be lazy most of the time, but he hadn't dwelled on it much.

Secondly, Taro seemed to be addicted to...well, sex. Joey had come home on multiple occasions to the whooping cries and throes of passion that seemed to come from his room specifically. Hell, he'd even walked in on the Kitsune masturbating multiple times. Taro had made a show of not stopping, even stopping so low as to the stare Joey right in the eyes whilst he did it. He never seemed to stop doing it, and if Joey was a psychology major, he might have chalked his entire reason for being at University down to meeting new people to have sex with.

But that, in itself, was a conundrum. Taro was quite talkative about his relationship when his boyfriend was around. When the two of them were enjoying a night to themselves, which in itself was a rare occasion, Joey had heard multiple tales about how his boyfriend, Kasem, had tried to 'change' him, and to 'share' him. Taro appeared to be a keen advocate of monogamy, or at least, believed in sharing with as little partners as possible. But his boyfriend seemed to be the complete opposite. Yet, somehow, they remained together.

Joey stepped out of his room fully dressed in his winter clothing, with a thick sweater, baggy jeans, and a tight-fitting cap. Around his shoulder was a strap, linking to a shoulder bag with a laptop firmly secured inside. He stepped out into the kitchen to find Taro sitting in the exact same place, tapping away on his phone.

"You're really going to stay in all day?" Joey remarked with a sour expression, and Taro's eyes flicked to up to the Fox. A grin flashed across his face.

"You know it, babe." He replied heartily, even winking cheekily at him. The Fox's nose wrinkled, and he stepped towards the door, mumbling his farewell as he stepped out into the brisk winter wind. Taro was always so helplessly gay, and flaunted it a lot. For a straight man like Joey, it was a little uncomfortable, but at least tolerable. But it often made him feel a bit shy.

The chilling wind set into Joey's bones and he fiercely hugged his body, padding down the carpeted hall to the stairwell and making his way down. Like most dorms, his was a glorified apartment complex. The halls were still cold, and the living rooms were still crowded as ever. But, it was slightly nicer-looking, and they had their own built-in kitchens and bathrooms, at the very least. Taro had one of the more luxury 'apartments', so he must have gotten a large grant. Though, to be fair, Joey did pay his half of the rent. Really, Kasem should pay some too. He was around often enough. But, Joey kept that to himself.

He stepped out into the dim light and cuddled himself tightly for warmth. It was November, and slowly coming into winter in England. Like the majority of England, it had started to get cold around the start of September, and wasn't due to warm up until the end of May. He'd have to endure the chilling wind for now, knowing that it would get worse as they neared into the Near Year. Slowly, he made his way forwards and down the path towards the main courtyard.

The University of London was most of the biggest Universities in the entire country. That, ideally, made sense, considering it was based in the capital of England, but it was getting ridiculous in size. The main campus itself was huge, and there were many other smaller subsections and other areas for more specialised degrees and other courses. The entire University itself was beginning to become it's own city. Shops were even setting up on the 'main street' of the university campus. Thankfully, Joey lived in a dorm near to his own course hub, so he was thankful that he didn't have to walk far. He felt bad for Kasem, who had to travel across the other side of the university campus to get to his regular lecture hall.

As the Fox made his way down the path towards the University's main courtyard, he spotted an approaching figure in the distance. Immediately, he recognised him, and rose a hand in greeting. After a brief moment, there was a wave back in response, and the two joined together as they headed towards the main hall. Now that Joey was a little closer, he could get a better view of the person he was walking with.

It was a Wolf, who stood tall and proud over the, admittedly, shorter than average vulpine. He was a kind soul, or at least, Joey thought he was. He was called Rhys, and had originally lived further up north in Scotland, though he had moved down to London to study Graphic Design. Of course, the two were in the same class. Despite Joey's initial shyness when it came to making friends, the two of them had hit it off particularly quicky when their first conversation began, and soon became relatively good friends. Though, admittedly, they didn't see much of each other outside of their lectures.

Of course, the Wolf was harboring a much deeper secret than he let on. Over the weeks the two had come to know each other, Rhys had begun to harbor an infatuation with the young Fox. Though he was acutely aware of the Fox's orientation, he pined for him nonetheless in a fruitless romance that might never come to fruition. The Wolf knew what the problem was, or rather, who.

"You sleep well?" Rhys asked with a happy smile, running his head through his dark grey fur, almost the colour of black. He was always a friendly and chipper soul, with an average frame and a reasonably high posture. He towered over the Fox by a good few inches, but he was what many called a 'gentle giant'.

"Yeah. Not too bad. I think I got woken up my Taro's boyfriend again, though." Joey rubbed the back of his head and a yawn escaped his mouth. It was far too early in the morning to be doing anything productive.

"Oh. Typical." Rhys scoffed in response. He didn't have much respect for the Kitsune and his particularly...vulgar lifestyle choices. He, himself, was gay, but he had never really indulged in the debauchery that the Kitsune was doing. Of course, he never voiced these opinions in person, or to Joey. Though, the Fox had a fair idea he wasn't altogether pleased with his choice of roommate.

The two of them stepped into the vast lobby of the main University building, there the majority of open days and events were typically held. The lobby itself was vast and expansive, taking up a good portion of space with multiple hallways off to the left and right, as well as a secondary floor. Right by the entrance was a pair of sliding doors leading into a sleek, modern office-space that was used for the reception area. When they first came here, they had to go to reception to put in their details. They hadn't returned since. So, for the time being, it was like a decorative feature for many students, but important nonetheless.

They took a sharp right and moved from the vast lobby into a slightly narrow hallway, just wide enough to support two people walking side by side. At this time of the morning, the place wasn't too busy: early lectures were a reasonably rare occurrence, and were few and far between. They typically had one every month, and it was only because of bad timetables that it became a thing. Often, their earliest times were usually around 9am. 7am was a travesty.

"I just hope this doesn't last long." Joey groaned, stretching his arms up for a moment before he relaxed them. He was glad to be inside: the University hub was a lot, lot warmer than outside, thanks to the glory of central heating. They made their way down the hallway and turned to the left when they were roughly halfway down. Their journey lead them to a reasonably large lecture hall, with about 3 rows of seats layered upwards. A large overhead projector sat on the wall, projecting down to a smart board hanging on the wall. The teacher often used it to help teach them, but the majority of the time, they were on their laptops. Joey had thankfully brung his in his shoulder bag.

A few people were already there, but there were still a number of empty seats. Joey went and moved to the front, and Rhys sat next to him. They settled themselves in and pulled their laptops out of their bags as more people came into the lecture hall. Joey briefly glanced up to see them come in, and stopped.

There she was. The most beautiful creature he'd ever laid his eyes on, and someone that he wanted to be his for all eternity. Her name was Alexa, a middle-class, pink-scaled Dragon from further north, around the Oxford area. She had a figure to die down and a friendly demeanour that made her incredibly approachable. For Joey, it had been love at first sight, from her scaled feet up to her curvaceous figure and flat chest, all the way to her magnificent pink wings. He could never take his eyes off her, and his stomach flipped and his heart skipped a beat whenever she walked his way. Rhys gave a brief roll of his eyes as he saw Joey enter another one of his dreamlike states.

She was coming this way. Joey straightened himself up and tried to look as casual as possible as the 18 year old stepped up the steps towards one of the seats behind him. Their eyes met and she shot him a small, friendly smile. He grinned back at her with a little too much intensity as his tail frantically wagged behind him like a lost puppy. He realised he was going over the top and used a hand to cover his face, feeling the shame wash through his body. As she walked past, he heard the faint tinkle of her laughter. He wasn't sure if she was laughing at him or with him, and he wasn't sure if that made the situation worse or better.

Just as he recuperated himself, the lecturer stepped into the classroom. Like them, he was young as well, with slick, jet black hair and a ringed tail. He was a Raccoon, but a damn smart one. The students looked up to him with awe as his artistic skills and expertise in Graphic Design. Not only that, but he was a people person, great at talking to everyone. He was an all around good guy, and people looked up to him for that.

"Morning everyone. Sorry for such an early start. Trust me, I wanted to stay in bed too." He drawled, stretching his back out as some of the students chuckled. He always seemed to know how to relate to them. Joey opened up his laptop and tapped the space bar, booting his computer up from hibernation mode and tapping in his credentials. Thankfully, he was working last night, so when it finally booted up, all it depicted was an open program of some work he'd been doing. It showed a arctic fox digging into snow, with a number of different experimental filters.

"Alright. Let's begin." The professor pulled up his laptop and connected it up using a stray cable. After a brief moment of silence, the smart board flickered into life and showed what was up on his screen which, for the time being, was just the desktop. Soon enough, the lesson began.

There wasn't much to teach, apart from a number of different suggestions for their latest assignment. They were to make what was a 'billboard advertisement' for a fictional company, but it had to look professional and top-notch. They had already had the assignment for a couple of days, but it wasn't due to be completed for a couple of weeks, which gave them plenty of time to work on it. Of course, the lecturer wasn't just going to assign projects and leave them to it: he was helping each of them, one by one.

The lecture only lasted a couple of hours before they were allowed to leave. A number of them stayed, as they enjoyed the solitude. The professor explained to them that the lecture hall wasn't going to be used until mid-afternoon either way, so they could stay in there for the time being if they wished. Joey, however, decided he'd better go and get something to eat and do something else for a while. They had plenty of time, either way.

"You headin' off?" Rhys asked with surprise and began to shut his laptop down as well. Wherever Joey was going, he would probably follow.

"Though I'd get something to eat. You wanna join me?" Joey asked him nervously. He often didn't hang out with Rhys outside of classes, but it was a rare treat nonetheless.

"Sure," The Wolf smiled. "I, uh, I wanna talk to you about something anyway."

That made Joey even more nervous, but he tried not to let it show. He didn't ask what it was just yet, preferring to have privacy if it was going to be a particularly serious conversation. He slung his bag over his shoulder and the two of them headed out, padding down the hall.

"University Café sound good?" Rhys asked, and the Fox nodded in response. It was the one of the major hang-out areas for most students, so it would be ideal for the pair of them to sit in there. At this time of the morning it was quite empty, so it would be ideal. They headed back out into the biting wind for a few moments, rushing across the campus courtyard and towards the sleek, orange-coloured building on the far side, with large letting on the outside that simply read 'Café'.

The interior was a lot warmer than the outside, and Joey blew a sigh of relief. Rhys gestured for him to find a seat as he headed up to the counter to get them drinks. Joey trusted that the Wolf knew what he liked. He just didn't know what the canine wanted to talk about. The sheer suspense was setting him on edge a little bit.

After a few minutes, the wolf came over with two coffee cups in hand. He set one down on the table and took a seat opposite him with a small smile.

"Thought you could use a boost. Latte, extra sugar." He tipped his own cup to gesture to Joey's own and took a sip from his with a warm sigh. The heat melted through his body and warmed him up pretty quickly. The fox took a small sip of his head, but found he couldn't quite enjoy the taste and warmth that much with the butterflies in his stomach.

"What did you want to talk about?" Joey asked gingerly, wondering what on Earth was so important that they had to find some privacy. Though, to be fair, that was Joey's idea. He hadn't even gotten food yet.

"Well. I work with this company part-time, you see," The Wolf began. "They specialise in Hypnotherapy."

Immediately, Joey wrinkled his nose. He'd never really believed in all that sort of mumbo-jumbo, and wasn't all that optimistic that it would work. But, Rhys was desperate to get the Fox on his side, and he hoped the god that this hypnotherapy might work.

"C'mon, here me out," Rhys began, holding up his hands in surrender. "They're currently doing a scientific study about the effects of it. They're struggling to find volunteers though...it's literally just 30 minutes every day in the evening. Can you do it? Please?"

It was all a lie, and Rhys knew it. Some of it was the truth: he did work at the company as an intern, learning all about the Hypnotherapy treatments that the company did. The main success was something used for couples. They apparently made them undergo a small amount of hypnotism treatment every day, and the one who recieved the treatment became more receptive to their partners. He hadn't heard enough to get the full details, but Rhys was desperate. He hoped to god that it would make the Fox notice him, and it was well worth a shot.

"I...I don't know, Rhys," Joey rubbed the back of his head, looking a little nervous. "It's just that I don't really believe in it, so wouldn't that tamper the results?"

"Not at all. Look, they'll even pay you each time you do it. £50 per session sounds good, right? God knows we need all the money we can get." Rhys applied some incentive in the hopes that might sway his opinion. In the end, Joey was a student. Like all the other students, money played a huge factor into their lives. It meant food on the table, coffee or tea in the morning and alcohol on a night out. It was crucial.

It appeared to be enough to sway Joey's opinion, and after a moment, he slowly nodded. A wide grin spread over Rhys's face, utterly delighted.

"Great!" He cried out, shuffling around on his chair in excitement. "It starts tomorrow evening. I can come pick you up if you want. Uh, if that's okay."

"S...Sure, that'll be fine. You know where I stay." Joey mumbled nervously. Would it really work? Could be really get better just by some simple hypnotherapy? He wasn't sure, but Rhys seemed to think it was worth a try. He was putting his faith in the Wolf, and hoped he might be able to deliver. The idea of managing to pluck up the courage to talk to Alexa was a tempting enough offer in it's own right.

The two of them sat there for a while and engaged in idle chit chat that was, thankfully, not about the hypnotherapy treatment he'd be receiving. Across the other side of the campus, Kasem was coming of his 3 hour long Psychology seminar, with the intent to head straight back to Taro's apartment.

Taro himself was still lounging in his underwear in the living room of the reasonably-sized apartment. His hand was down his pants as he fondled himself, his eyes trained on the TV screen in front of him, where two men were tieing each other up and groping each others cocks.

Taro was a sex addict. He didn't like to flaunt it, but it was evident by everyone that knew him. He loved sex, and he craved it every second of every day. In a way, it irked him; at some times, he wished he could just be normal. But the rest of the time was pure heaven, and he often loved revelling in the debauchery of it all.

But his main problem was Kasem.

The Snow Leopard was nice enough, and he was good to him, but there was one major thing he disliked. Kasem enjoyed the two of them being in an open relationship. Almost every night, in the throes of passion, Kasem would suggest bringing other men home to enjoy, other lovers who could make the sex all the more worthwhile. Whilst the Kitsune often reluctantly agreed to it, it secretly annoyed him. He didn't like to share, especially when it came to his sexual partners. Having his boyfriend bring back 1, sometimes 2, and sometimes even 3 men at a time was beginning to get the better of him, and he felt as if he was going to blow his top any day now.

This had gone on for the past year, and it wasn't just the fact of their open relationship, either. In bed, Kasem was demanding. In a way, it was endearing; the Snow Leopard loved to be a power-bottom, and the Kitsune loved it when he was a little more dominant, but still wanting to receive. What he didn't like was that they never seemed to indulge many kinks that the Kitsune really enjoyed. He had many, and ones that really got him going were often overlooked and ignored. Deep in his heart, he knew that Kasem was manipulating him into being the 'perfect boyfriend', but he was beginning to hate the way he was being changed. It was awful to admit, but he was already on the lookout for a new boyfriend.

Admittedly, Joey had caught his eye. He knew the Fox was straight, and respected his boundaries about it. The Fox was a fragile creature and clearly quite nervous and shy about anything sex-related, and he was a nice, quiet roommate. He didn't want to scare him off, but at the same time, he would have loved to have had a piece of that ass. He guessed that Joey was a nice little submissive, and it was just the kind of thing he needed. Alas, the poor Fox was off limits, and Taro understood that.

Even still, he was in a sour mood as he mulled over his predicament. He continued to sit on the couch as he heard the door open. The main door of the apartment lead directly into the living room, so it was easy to see who was coming in. Taro watched as his boyfriend, Kasem, stepped in out of the cold and shuddered in the warm heat.

"Fuck, it's freezing." The Snow Leopard complained as he slipped out of his winter jacket, hanging it up on the hook by the door. His eyes flicked towards the Kitsune, and then down to the hand in the vulpine's pants. A small smile spread across his face as he slipped the beanie off of his head.

"Getting ready for me, were you?" He asked him with a small smirk, and Taro didn't smile much in response. Though, his lips did tug just a little. Kasem really knew how to get him in the mood. It was the entire reason that the Kitsune was so hooked on him, and Kasem knew exactly how to play him. He slipped in the odd kink here and there that kept the Kitsune coming back for more. Deep down, Kasem loved him, and he wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Maybe." Taro replied leisurely in response, shuffling about on the sofa as he ducked a thumb into his pants. He slipped his boxers over his pink-furred rump and his twitching, growing erection. Like most vulpines, Taro sported a knotted member. The flesh itself was a rich, pinkish-red colour. The cock twitched happily against his stomach as the Snow Leopard looked him over with an eager grin. Slowly, the feline reached up, grasping the scarf hanging up and taking it with him.

He crossed the room and clambered onto the Kitsune's lap, pressing his crotch down against the slowly growing member with a keen, mischievous look in his eyes. Taro seemed to get the gist of what his boyfriend was wanting to do, and he slowly raised his arms up and over his head, joining his hands together behind his head. The feline reached around, tightly tying the scarf around his lover's wrists and keeping them firmly in place.

"Mmh. Kinky." Taro groaned, sticking out his tongue playfully and watching with an eager expression as the Snow Leopard tugged his sweater over his head. Kasem tossed the top to the floor, pulling off his T-Shirt next and exposing his slim belly and perky pink nipples. He reached a hand down, scooping the cock up in his grip and giving it a playful squeeze. Taro bucked his hips up in response. Their gaze was locked to one-another, staring at each other in the eyes amidst their heavy breathing and small groans.

"Eager little Kitsune." Kasem teased, knowing he had all the power and control in this very moment. His slipped a hand under his lover's chin and tickled his pink fur as he tucked a thumb into his own waistband. He shuffled off his boyfriend's lap and pulled his pants down. He, himself, packed a decent-sized package: already, his barbed member was sliding out of it's sheath, eagerly twitching in the air. The barbs flared visibly and the Kitsune slowly licked his hips, his knotted member pulsing, aching for the body in front of him.

Slowly, and feline slinked closer and slipped onto the Kitsune's lap, his hands roaming Taro's fine, reasonably athletic body. His fingers traced down along his stomach as his mouth descended. His rough tongue lolled out, dragging along the Kitsune's neck and sliding right along his fur. The rough tongue against his skin made Taro tingle and shudder in desire, squirming in his seat, his hands unable to roam the other's body as he so desperately wished to.

"Eager, huh?" Kasem grinned as he pressed his naked body up against his boyfriend, his hands roaming and touching his body, stroking his hips and up to his stomach. He knew the Kitsune was so desperate for him, and that made it all the more sweeter. His long, spotted tail flicked left and right as he licked more and more.

"Hnnn...c'mon, stop holding out on me." Taro chuckled, rolling his neck to the left and allowing Kasem more access to his throat. The Snow Leopard knew he was quite eager, but he just loved to tease him and make him pent-up and frustrated. But, just this time, he'd be nice. He slowly angled himself and raised his ass up, reaching down towards the cock and angling it upwards towards his rump. He could already feel the slimy pre-cum coated along his dick, and he quickly slipped his hand up and down to make sure the fluid was well spread out.

Kasem slowly lowered his body and his little pucker pressed down against the tapered end of the vulpine member. A small groan escaped Taro's mouth and he squirmed, his toes curling in pleasure as he pushed his hips up against the needy entrance, sliding an inch of his member into his boyfriend's pucker. The Snow Leopard licked his lips and his muscles loosened, allowing the dick to sink deeper and deeper.

"Mmh, oh yeah..." The Kitsune's craving for sex with apparent by the sheer pleasure coursing through his body and the way his tongue lolled out of his mouth. He was in total bliss, his cock eagerly pulsing against the warm muscles. He felt the Snow Leopard's innards clamping down and squeezing around his member periodically, almost milking his cock. He let out a small groan of pleasure and frustration as he rolled his hips up as best as he could. Kasem raised his rump up and slid it down against the thrusting hips, eliciting a sharp groan of pleasure from the two of them.

They began to move into a steady rhythm of hot, steady sex, with Taro's hips and Kasem's body moving in unison, as they had many times before. Taro was a particularly feisty Kitsune: the two of them often had sex multiple times a day, and a lewd act such as this was the standard in their relationship. The feline arched his back as he placed his hands on the Kitsune's shoulders. He could feel each eager pulse and throb of his boyfriend's cock inside him, and a hand trailed down to his own barbed member, giving it a firm squeeze.

Kasem quietly moaned his approval as Taro sped up his thrusting, quietly growling and huffing with each thick pump of his member. His knot slapped messily against his lover's backside as he felt the pleasure building and building inside his body, knowing he was relatively close already. Their bodies were drenched in sweat from the exertion of their hot, meaningful sex, and the two of them huffed and panted. Kasem brung his mouth down and the two of them met in a passionate kiss. That was the clincher for Taro, who groaned in pure ecstasy and humped his hips up as hard as he could. Kasem noticed he was on the brink and relaxed his muscles, pushing his ass down as roughly as he could.

With a firm grunt, the Kitsune's knot popped into his boyfriend's backside, and Taro rolled his head back to let out a long groan of pure bliss. Kasem saw an opportunity and licked along his lover's neck, ravaging him as he felt the knot inside his ass swelling and throbbing. Then, it suddenly came: thick globs of cum spurted up into his deepest, most intimate areas in a series of ropes and strings, coating his innards as the knot firmly tied the two of them together. They panted in post-coital bliss as Kasem furiously tugged and squeezed his barbed member, his muscles clamping down like a vice.

Joey had returned to the apartment as exactly the wrong moment. He stepped in through the apartment door to the sound of the two of them moaning, and his eyes flicked to the couch. He caught an abhorrent view of the two of them tied firmly together, with Kasem's hand furiously jerking back and forth.

"Oh, gross!" He cried out, covering his eyes as he pulled off his hat. He didn't say much more than that for fear of offending the two of them, but Kasem looked surprise. Taro merely grinned.

"You sure you don't wanna join in?" Taro called after the Fox as he trudged through into the narrow hallway and into his own room. The two lovers heard the door slam, and the Kitsune chuckled to himself, rather amused. He felt bad, but at the same time, seeing the Fox blush was incredibly cute. The two of them sat there for a moment, firmly tied, with Taro's arms still tied together. They exchanged kiss after kiss. This was one of the moments that the Kitsune enjoyed: when it was just the two of them.

Joey slumped down onto his bed in his own room and sighed, removing his jacket and slinging his back onto his bed. He ran his hand across his orange-furred forehead, up and over to the bead of his head. He could still feel the burning shame creeping across his cheeks at the sight of the two of them, and he hoped never to walk in on that again. He slowly shook his head and pulled his laptop out of his bag.

His mind wandered to earlier in the day, when Rhys had suggested the hypnotherapy treatment. He guessed that it would work rather well, or at least, he hoped it would. He was still a little skeptical, but he wasn't going to completely refuse the offer. He imagined that Rhys was going out of his way to give him the opportunity. Besides, £50 a day sounded amazing.

He pulled open his laptop and tapped away, getting to work. It was about 2pm, and there was still plenty of time left in the day to work on his project whilst he had the opportunity. He'd go and get lunch in a bit, deciding it'd be best to leave the two 'lovebirds' to their own sexual devices for the time being. He didn't want to walk in on another love-making session, at the very least.

The night came quickly, and it appeared that Kasem was staying the night for the 4th time in the row. After some coaxing from Taro, he agreed to sit with them in the living room, and they all huddled around for a film. It was just the three of them this time: no fourth or fifth wheels to join in on a public orgy. Joey was thankful for that: it was nice to have a relaxing evening.

"Are you going to sit on that all night? Lighten up a little!" Taro exclaimed as his eyes flicked to Joey, who was sitting merely inches from them with his laptop on his lap. The Fox shot his gaze up with a small frown.

"But...this has to be finished." He remarked, and his eyes nervously glanced away again. Kasem and Taro were now firmly un-hinged from each other, but they were cuddled up under a blanket, neither of them wearing a top. Joey had the suspicion they weren't wearing pants, either. He didn't want to know what was happening under those sheets. It made him embarrassed to even think about it.

"Well, suit yourself. Who's cooking dinner tonight, or are we ordering in?" Taro asked, putting a hand around his boyfriend and scratching his head idly as the two of them had their gaze fixated on the small, 22-inch, flat-screen television.

"I thought it was your turn." Joey remarked casually, his gaze still firmly set on the computer screen in front of him. He heard an indignant scoff in response and rolled his eyes.

"Nah. I can't be bothered: I'll order in. Whadya guys want? Pizza?" The Kitsune slipped out from under the blanket and made his way across the room. Out of curiosity, Joey flicked his eyes up, and blinked in surprise. Wow. Taro was at least wearing underwear.

"Pizza sounds good." Kasem suggested with a yawn, and Joey didn't seem to really care either way. It was quickly decided, and Pizza was ordered. they'd all share a large, 16-inch pizza as usual. It worked for all of them without leaving much leftovers for tomorrow. Joey thought they should have something more nutritious, but that was the life of a University student.

The evening went by without much of a hitch. They relaxed and talked, and Joey worked whilst they ate pizza. The night soon turned into late evening, and they eventually retired to their beds, one by one. Luckily for Joey, he didn't even have a lecture tomorrow, which gave him plenty of time to work on the project and have it ready a week in advance. Then he could relax for a little while.

As Joey went to bed, it was clear he wasn't going to get a lot of sleep. As soon as he shut the door was in his pyjamas and in his bed, he could hear the moans and groans of his roommate gyrating against his lover's ass. They were in the rom next to his, and clearly didn't know what privacy meant. Each thrust sent the bed banging into the wall, making their love-making considerably loud. Joey groaned to himself and covered his ears, tugging the blankets up over his head to try and drown them out. It went on like that for a good half an hour until, finally, it was silent. Thank god.

In the darkness, nestled into his blankets, Joey found his mind wandering. He closed his eyes and imagined all sorts of things. At first, he imagined the warmth of his family, with their arms wrapped around him, and the nostalgic feeling brought a smile to his face. Then he imagined Alexa's arms around him inside, and it sent a tingle throughout his entire body. That was nice, too.

Then he imagined her body. He pretended he was sliding his hands down her delicate scales and his fingers were stroking along her flat chest, down to her curvaceous hips. He imagined his thumbs dipping into her waistband and sliding down, revealing the firm, moist sex set between her legs. He could practically hear her begging for him. Begging for his dick.

Before he knew what he was doing, he had a hand down his pyjamas, and his breath was heavy. His eyes were firmly closed as he imagined his fingers pressing against her needy Dragon sex, teasing her entrance and slipping into the moist folds. He imagined her moaning, pushing his hips against him as she begged for more, begged for his thick, 'studly' cock.

His hand furious tugged and slid along his vulpine cock inside his pyjamas, the bottom of his hand furiously bumping against his knot. He imagined fucking her in the classroom, heaving her bent over a desk as he took her doggy style. He had his hands firmly wrapped around her stomach and a foot up on the chair next to her and he bred her, slamming his knot in and out of her, popping in and out of her virgin nethers.

His fingers danced across his cock as he felt the pressure building within his loins. He furiously masturbated, even humping into his hand a little bit as he kept his eyes firmly closed, imagining how warm and inviting, how tight and wet her pussy was. His breath came out in hot, heavy pants as he imagined himself thrusting harder and harder, the pleasure building, until...

His hand firmly squeezed his cock and slipped down to his swelling knot and thick, viscous globules of cum bubbled and spurted forth from the end of his cock, coating the inside of his pyjamas and stickying his fur. Wet arcs of cum seeped against his pyjamas and seeped through the fabric. He huffed and groaned out from the pure ecstasy, his mind imagining himself cumming into her lovely, plump mound. He finally opened his eyes and knew what he'd done. He didn't feel shame. Far from it. He felt...longing.

He closed his eyes and felt sleep take him, too tired and too lazy to clean himself up for the time being. His dreams were haunted by the sexual advances of his classmate and he hoped to god that those advances might, one day, turn real. Night soon turned into day and he found himself rolling out of bed at the crack of noon.

He enjoyed days like these. He got the opportunity to lay in and refresh himself from the lack of sleep due to early rising days. He lounged in bed for a couple of minutes before, finally, he rolled out of bed and got to his feet.

He remembered what he had to do today. He remembered his conversation with Rhys yesterday, and the prospect of the Hypnotherapy trial loomed over his head. He shuddered, smoothing a hand over his forehead for a moment before he finally climbed out of bed.

His crotch was crusty with cum, and the fur needed a good, deep clean. He tip-toed along the hallway and thankfully didn't hear any giggling or lewd activities from his roommate's room. He made his way into the bathroom and firmly shut the door behind him.

A long, hot shower was what he needed to motivate himself in the morning. He felt the warm water running down his body and cleaning his fur and he let out a long sigh of pleasure. The warmth was inviting and intoxicating, and he would have stayed underneath it all day if he could. But, he had work to do.

He stayed for about 20 minutes under the hot water before he finally stepped out, putting a towel around him as he briskly crossed the brief span of the hallway from the bathroom to his own room. He could hear the TV blaring in the living room and assumed that Taro was watching television with Kasem. After a brief pat-down, he got dressed and carried his laptop through to the living room. He was surprised to find the Kitsune sitting on his own with a sour expression on his face.

"Oh. No Kasem?" He frowned on confusion and the Kitsune grunted in response. "Oh. You had another fight again?"

"More or less." Taro replied. He was curled up on the couch with a blanket around his body to keep him warm. Joey had no idea what he was wearing underneath, and he didn't want to know.

"Sucks." The Fox mumbled, not sure what else to say. He never often gave good relationship advice, and often chose to stay out of it, too. It was better for the both of them if he never got involved. He'd seen it way too many times on television, where people got accused of 'stirring the pot'.

The Fox opened up his laptop and set to work. The project itself was an easy task of making a billboard ad, but the hard part was making it look as if it were done by a professional company. You couldn't just slap clip-art and some other silly text on and call it a day: it had to look meaningful. Joey had chosen to do an advert on some brand of fur shampoo, deeming it the most ideal thing to make an advert for. It was relatable, and easy enough to make: just picture a lot of people with good fur.

He trawled through various graphics websites, his eyes scanning their prices and subscription fees. One of these days, this would be his job: the make and then sell graphics of various themes online for a tidy profit. It was an easy enough job to do, and he imagined the pay was good, but it was incredibly cut-throat. he already knew he'd have a hard time just by looking at the sheer amount of results on Google, but he was pretty determined to do well nonetheless.

"Are you working all day?" Taro asked with a surly gaze, though he didn't mean anything by it. Despite his tone sounding pretty sour, he was just generally being curious. Joey still shrank away from him, however, and the Kitsune's gaze softened a little.

"Sorry. I'm just pissed." The Kitsune muttered, rolling his head back. "Kasem being an ass again, trying to make me join in on an orgy."

"Why don't you just say no?" Joey asked him quietly, wondering why on Earth the two of them stayed together if they were going to be this unhappy. But like his parents and many others had said: relationships, and life in general, had it's ups and downs.

"I did. He wasn't happy about it," He sighed, scratching an ear. "I don't know. I'll talk to him later. It just pisses me off."

"Yeah..." Joey didn't mind listening, but he didn't give great advice. He tapped away on his keyboard and their conversation fell dead in the air, leaving an eerie silence between them. Taro flicked the channels over and over until he found Judge Judy, and settled on that.

The afternoon was...remarkably peaceful without Kasem around. Taro was in a sour mood for a good few hours, but he began to lighten up a little towards the later part of the afternoon. The two of them shared a number of different conversations and began making jokes about all sorts of things. These were the parts where Joey appreciated having Taro as a roommate. Despite the fact that the Kitsune seemed to love to have sex in the living room at least 3 times a week, the two of them shared a great many laughs here and there.

It was coming up to 5pm when they heard a knock on the door, and Joey's smile faded when he realised who it might be. Taro got to his feet and wandered over towards the door, peering through the peephole. He frowned and swung open the door.

"Can I help you?" He asked at first, staring face to face with a dark-furred Wolf, who looked particularly nervous. The canine pulled at the collar of his sweater.

"Y...You must be Taro. I'm looking for Joey: we're going to a thing." He said, and Taro slowly turned towards the fox to give him an arched eyebrow and a curious gaze.

"It ain't what you think." Joey said to him as he got to his feet, fetching his coat off the hook. "It's an experimental Hypnotherapy session. My friend, Rhys, thinks it might help make me more...confident."

"...Right." Taro nodded knowingly and winked. "Have fun, you two."

"Shut it." Joey grumbled is response, feeling the colour rise to his cheeks. He side-stepped out of the apartment, sliding past the wolf. Rhys awkwardly grinned at the Kitsune and then turned to leave. They heard the click of the door behind them.

"Sorry. Taro can be kinda..." Joey waved a hand and looked a bit embarrassed, and Rhys simply shook his head.

"He seems nice." The wolf replied, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his coat. "So...you had a good day so far?"

"Yeah. Kinda slept in." Joey smiled a little, and he heard his friend chuckle.

"Didn't we all?" The wolf countered, and they shared a small chuckle between one-another as they made their way down the steps of the dorm hallway, and out into the cold winter evening.

"So is it far? This science place." Joey asked, feeling his stomach quiver with nerves. Rhys shot him a look and shook his head.

"Just off campus. Not that far, but we'll have to take the bus." He assured him. They walked a short distance until they were on the main University road, and they stood at the designated bus stop. They stood there in silence for a moment before, finally, a bus showed up. Both of them had a free pass, and they got up, flashing it at the driver before they took a seat.

Rhys could tell his friend was nervous, and he leant down a little bit, putting a smile on his face.

"Relax, Joey. It'll be fine." He assured him. He squeezed the bundle of notes in his pocket, a little nervous himself. He had signed Joey up for 3 months of the treatment without telling him, and he was stupid to put him in for the treatment without much detail on what it actually did first. But he was desperate, and felt as if there were no other option.

The bus ride was short, and soon enough they stepped off of the vehicle into the quiet back streets of London, a mere 5 minutes from the University campus. Joey would have normally walked the distance, but it was winter, and he didn't fancy spending 10 minutes walking in the cold. He tugged his coat closer to him as they briskly walked the short distance to the company's building.

Joey spotted the sign right out front that read 'Opti Co.'. It was a weird name, but he wasn't going to question it. They stepped through a pair of sliding doors into a sleek, almost futuristic-looking lobby. Everything was white, from the tables and chairs in the waiting area to the sleek desk, and even the receptionist's uniform. Slowly, they made their way up to the counter. Joey's eyes flicked over to the waiting area and noticed no-one else sitting there.

"Good afternoon, Rhys. Good to see you back so soon." The receptionist greeted the canine on a first name basis, further cementing the idea that Rhys actually worked here as an intern. The Fox shuffled nervously in place as the two talked.

"Hi, Amanda," Rhys put on his most charming voice possible, for no apparent reason that Joey could see. "I'm here with my friend for his 5:30 appointment."

"Ah, I remember." She nodded, tapping away on the computer for a few moments. "Go take a seat, guys. The Doctor will come see you in just a second."

Rhys nodded in response, and slowly led Joey over to the chairs. They sat down, and the Fox firmly clasped his hands together, feeling his nerves bubbling away inside of him. They didn't know that much, but he did look a bit on edge.

They didn't have to wait long. After a brief few minutes of silence, the door to the right of the reception desk opened up, and out stepped a slimly built reptilian creature, with a white coat over a plain white shirt and black trousers. He called out Joey's name, and the Fox and Canine got to their feet, walking over to the man.

"Doctor Myers. I was hoping you might be doing the procedure today." Rhys shook the reptile's hand, and the doctor's gaze swept over Joey's form for a moment. The slitted, yellow eyes scanned his face before a smile spread across his snout. Joey got the impression there was more to the look, but he didn't say anything about it. The doctor looked more like a snake than any other, and even a forked tongue briefly stuck out of his mouth and retracted itself.

"You're nervous." He said rather plainly to the Fox, who slowly blinked in surprise. "Don't be. Trust me, you'll be just fine. And yes, it's good to see you again, Rhys."

He gestured with an ominous curl of his finger, and he lead them down the door and down a sleek, white hallway. Joey was getting more and more nervous. Rhys appeared to have a lot of faith in the Doctor, but his rather creepy way of talking to people was putting the Fox off a little bit. Despite that, he persevered, knowing that this might end up being the way that he gets over his crippling shyness.

They moved from the hallway into a small room, with a single chair off-center to a middle and a large screen sitting in front of it. It was a little peculiar, and he glanced to the two of them. The doctor simply gestured and got him to sit in the chair. Joey, after some hesitation, obeyed, taking a seat and slipping his hat off.

"We'll need privacy for this, Rhys. You can wait just outside if you wish." The Doctor spoke to the intern, and the canine shuffled on his feet, wondering whether it was best if he left or not. He eventually shot Joey a brief smile, before he slipped out of the room, closing the door firmly behind him.

"Don't be nervous." The reptile repeated again. "This is a relatively simple procedure. I'll put some electrodes on your head, and you'll watch a short video. It'll last about 30 minutes long. Alright?"

"...Okay." Joey said after a moment. Well, despite the reptile's rather creepy demeanor, the actual procedure itself didn't sound too bad. He watched as the doctor made his way around the room and wheeled out a device on wheels from a side cupboard. The device itself had some sort of monitor on the front, as well as a number of wires attached to small white dots. The doctor slowly rubbed a bit of oil on the Fox's forehead, before placing the nodes on his head in specific areas. Joey didn't complain, sitting there dutifully.

"There we are. We're ready to begin." He stepped towards the large screen and pressed a button at the back, which turned it on. Then, he lifted up a tablet from behind the monitor and tapped away on it. After a brief moment of pause, he flicked upwards on the screen and cast a video onto the TV.

Joey frowned when he saw nothing but black, but then the screen flickered the video into life, and he was immediately greeted with a swirling spiral of colours, of something pink and green that spiralled down into a center, where there was a white dot.

"Hello, candidate. Please stare into the white dot in the center of the screen." Joey heard the TV say, and he did as he was told. If this meant being a better person, then he'd better listen.

"Make sure to never move your eyes from the dot in the middle of the screen," It spoke as the doctor shifted out of view to let the video do it's work. "You're going to enter a deep, hypnotic state. Don't be alarmed by this: this is all part of the procedure."

The voice in the video was low and authoritative, but oddly soothing at the same time. Joey felt his muscles weakening as he stared dutifully at the center of the screen, watching the single white dot until he was blacking out everything else. The doctor switched on the monitor on the portable device which, no doubt, followed Joey's brain waves.

"Are you now entering a deep trance. You can slowly feel your muscles relaxing and your vision swayed, but you will still look at the dot in the middle of the screen. You will slowly enter the state in 3...2...1."

Just like that, Joey entered a state of pure hypnosis. His muscles completely relaxed, and his jaw went slack. From there one, he couldn't remember a single thing about the entire procedure. It was all a big, long blur that he couldn't focus on, no matter how hard he tried.

Half an hour later, he stepped out of the room looking particularly groggy, and Rhys gently patted his back, wondering if the procedure had actually worked.

"How was it?" He asked gingerly, and Joey looked up at him with a frown.

"I...I don't remember." He said after a moment, feeling the panic setting within his gut. Rhys noticed he was looking a bit frightened, and he put a arm around him. That just made the Fox uncomfortable, and he shrank away from the Wolf's touch.

"Hey. Don't worry, the doctor's always say that people don't remember the procedure. It's because you go into a hypnotic state," Rhys tried to explain, moving his arm away from the Fox when he looked uncomfortable. "They access your subconscious."

"R...Right." He frowned. He supposed that made sense, but he would have liked to remember it, just a little. It would have given him some peace of mind.

"Do you...feel any different?" Rhys probed, wondering if it had managed to do anything yet. Joey shook his head, and the Canine smiled a little bit in response.

"It takes time. Don't worry." The wolf assured him. They wandered off down the hallway and back into the reception area. After a brief farewell to the receptionist, they were back out into the chilly night-time air. It was already getting dark, and it was barely 6pm by that point. Joey shuddered in the cold and urged the wolf onwards, wanting to get home as soon as possible and into the warmth of his bed. He felt tired all of a sudden.

They endured a brief bus ride back up to the campus, and then they parted ways. Rhys lived on the other side of the campus near the Psychology buildings, which was a fair 10 minute walk from Joey's own apartment. They said their farewells, and Joey noticed a slightly wistful gaze in the Wolf's expression. Thinking nothing of it, he turned and briskly walked down the path up to his dorm room.

It didn't take long before he twisted the handle of the door to his apartment and stepped inside, blowing on his hands as he shut the door and pressed his back against it. He glanced to his left, spotting Taro still huddled up on the couch, watching the TV. He could hear Judge Judy still. It was like he never left.

"Hey. How'd it go?" Taro asked him, perking up when he'd saw Joey enter. The Fox simply shook his head with a tired sigh, slipping off his coat and hanging it up. He was glad to be home.

"I think it was a bust. I can't even remember the procedure, but Rhys said it was fine."

"Yeah. 'Rhys'." Taro sported a cheeky grin and Joey felt the colour rise to his cheeks.

"I'm straight, dude." Joey retorted, and the Kitsune simply waved a hand.

"I'm just teasin'." The other vulpine retorted in response, and Joey scoffed, heading through to the kitchen. He pulled a microwave burger from the fridge and put it on a plate, popping it into the microwave. When it was ready, he carried it through to the living room with a drink, and flopped down onto the couch.

"Wanna watch a movie?" Taro suggested, sitting forwards a little. He had a Sky box, which meant he could download and watch movies at any time. How they even had that kind of TV potential in a small apartment in a University dorm, Joey didn't know, but he liked having it.

"Sure, put on whatever." The Fox waved a hand and devoured his burger with gusto, feeling the metallic processed cheese on his tongue. Despite the taste of it, eating these kinds of foods was tasty and soothing, somehow. It was like he was eating at McDonalds, but he wasn't paying £4 for a burger of the same size.

Taro flicked over to a pretty bland action film. It was enough to grab both of their attention, however, and they sat through the entire thing into the late evening. By the time it was done, it was already 8pm. The fox had polished off his dinner with ease long before the movie was over, and was now nursing a can of cider to down his troubles for the time being. Joey wasn't a heavy drinker, but he had a can here and there to calm himself when he'd had a stressful day. Taro always kept the place well-stocked of sweet alcoholic drinks like wines, spirits and ciders, so there was always something he could have.

Joey was beginning to feel a little tired. He rolled his head and let out a long yawn, setting the now empty can of Cider to the side, and getting to his feet.

"Ugh. I think I'm going to head to bed. That hypnosis treatment's left me feeling a bit tired." He mumbled, heading across the room.

"Goodnight." Taro called after him, remaining curled up on the couch for the time being. He didn't know how long he'd stay up, but it might be a while.

Joey went into his room and closed the door behind him, yawning to himself as he pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his jeans. He tugged on his pyjama pants and slipped into his bed, pulling the covers over himself. He could already feel his muscles sagging, and he rolled to the left, pressing his cheek against the pillow. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

He had the most peculiar dream imaginable. He was dreaming that he was sitting in his typical lecture hall, with all of the other students from his class hanging around and working as well as him. But then, he suddenly had porn up on his screen. In his dream, he tried desperately to close it, but everyone noticed and began to laugh. He felt a massive wash of shame and began to sweat, feeling as if he was about to cry.

But then, Alexa came out of nowhere in front of him with a stern gaze. She said she was going to have to teach him a lesson. In his dream, she tossed his laptop to the floor and clambered over his desk. She suddenly starting riding him, and his once nightmarish dream became fueled with sex and lust, with him literally having sex with the Dragoness right in front of everyone, much to the dismay of many of them.

In reality, his eyes snapped open and he robotically swung his legs out of bed, getting to his feet. He swayed on the spot for a moment, wearing nothing but the pyjamas bottoms on his bottom half. He swayed again before he turned and exited the room with a blank stare.

He stepped out into the hallway, his mind in a trance. He had no idea he was up and moving. For all he knew, he was still dreaming, his mind still perfectly fixated on the lovely time he was spending with Alexa and the horrified, and partially aroused, expressions of his classmates. He wandered down the hallway into the living room. The clock on the wall read that it was midnight exactly. Taro was still sitting on the couch, and he parked up when the Fox wandered into the room.

"Joey? I thought you were asleep. The hell are you doing up?" He asked with a frown.

"I came to speak to you." His mouth moved and words came out, but he didn't remember saying them later on, nor did he want to say them in the first place. His subconscious and the hypnotic trance were talking over, making him do things he would have normally not done.

"You...wanted to speak to me?" Taro wondered if something was up with the Fox. He was acting a little strange, or at least, stranger then usual. Despite that, he didn't move, waiting for the Fox to respond.

"Yes. I want you." Joey's mouth moved and replied, and he suddenly bring his tranced hands to the waistband of his pyjamas. In an instant, he pushed them down, revealing the plump sheath sitting between his legs and the balls hanging underneath. He didn't seem to care that he was showing off. Taro's eyes widened, surprised, as he slowly looked Joey up and down in his naked form.

"Do you like this? Do you like seeing me naked?" Joey suddenly asked rather abruptly as he stood there, his hands firmly by his sides. Taro thought something was seriously wrong with him at that point, but the thought of the young Fox in his arms, taking him and making him groan with pleasure...that, in itself, was too good to pass up. A smile spread across his face and he licked his lips eagerly.

"Yeah, baby. Come here." He told him, whipping off his blanket and exposing his mostly naked body underneath, bar from his boxers. He was eager to get down to business, now that the Fox appeared so ready for him. Joey slowly moved across the room in stood in front of the Kitsune, who looked up at him with a small smirk.

"You want me?" He asked him curiously as his hands reached up, stroking along the Fox's side. He tugged him down, and slowly, Joey obliged, moving to sit on the couch next to the pink-furred vulpine. After a brief moment, Joey nodded in response to his question.

Slowly, the Kitsune stroked along Joey's supple, 18 year old body. His fur was soft, and the skin underneath was gentle to the touch. He brung his mouth forwards and licked up along the Fox's neck. Joey's hypnotised mind registered it as a kink that the Kitsune apparently enjoyed, and he let out a small groan in response to make it clear he was enjoying it. Taro growled in response as he manhandled the Fox around a little until the pair of them were laying flat on the couch, with the Kitsune on top of the younger vulpine.

Taro couldn't get enough of the cute Fox. His nerves had always been something of a weakness for the Kitsune, and he liked that he would be a little shy at times, but the fact that he was so willing now was hot in itself. His hands roamed the smaller vulpine's body and stroked along his subtle curves. Joey stared right up at the pink-furred Kitsune as his hypnotised mind developed all sorts of different kinks. He felt the sweat clinging to their bodies, the hot breath exchanged between them and the subtle licks on his body. His hands reached up to roam Taro's pink fur.

Slowly, the licks turned deeper and more intimate as the Kitsune's hands tucked underneath the other's backside, lifting him up. Taro bumped his crotch up against Joey's backside and kneaded his growing erection against the eager, virgin pucker. They gyrated against one-another, huffing and panting from the exertion of their dry-humping. Taro was desperate for him now, the craving and need to have sex too great to stop now.

Joey was already considerably aroused himself, his half-mast cock pulsing weakly against his stomach, the knot slowly forming inside his sheathe. Taro slipped a hand down and tugged the skin back the pop the knot free, sparking a small groan of pleasure from the Fox as the sudden touch. Taro slipped out of his boxers, sliding them down his pink-furred body and off to his ankles, where he expertly kicked them from his person. The two of them were naked now, their breath hot and heavy.

"Roll over," Taro muttered darkly. "I'm going to fuck you so hard."

In Joey's subconscious, his mind developed an affinity for the submissive aspect of their sex and took it on board. He slowly rolled onto his front and pressed down into the blanket that still lay on the sofa. He pressed his nose into the covers, taking in the smell of the Kitsune's body as he felt the vulpine's thick cock sliding up between his ass cheeks, slicking up his fur with sticky pre-cum.

It didn't take long before Taro was good and ready, and he wanted more. His knot engorged itself with blood as his thick appendage pressed down, prodding against the vulpine's virgin sex. He hadn't any lubricant handy, but he didn't need it. He was as hard as a brick, and drippy to boot. He smeared the pre-cum spurting from the end of his cock against the backside, before he pushed down, slowly sliding his member inside.

Joey bit his lip and a small hiss of discomfort escaped his mouth, yet he stayed within the hypnotic trance, not against the idea of a little pain. He willingly accepted the cock as his own member kneaded against the plushness of the cushions below him. Slowly, inch by inch, the Kitsune's cock sleep deeper and deeper down into the younger vulpine's ass until, finally, he was down to the knot.

"Oh, fuck..." Taro groaned in response, feeling Joey's muscles spasming and clenching around his dick with every passing second. He kneaded his hips down into the Fox for a few moments before he finally slid back. He pushed down, thrusting in, and they shared a groan in unison. Soon, Taro began to pick up a steady rhythm.

The air was soon filled with the hot, needy sound of their sex, with wet slaps to the Fox's backside and the hot, heavy breathing and moaning that came from both of them. Taro gyrated and humped against the Fox with ease, the pre-cum easing his thrusts as he plowed down into the virgin hole, taking it over and over. He began to thrust faster and faster as Joey moaned and whimpered into the covers, his muscles clamping down and squeezing against the thick, knotted member in his ass.

"God, you're so tight..." Taro remarked in utter delight, leaning his head down and licking firmly along the Fox's neck as he pistoned his hips, faster and faster into the needy, twitching, gripping hole. He could already feel his orgasm approaching, and they'd barely been at it for more than a few minutes. But that was fine: they had all night for some fun. He huffed and thrust, harder and harder, until he was desperate to blow. He pushed his hips down as hard as he could as his knot pressed firmly against the hole, eager to tie with the Fox and make him his for the first time. At first, Joey's muscles resisted.

"Loosen for me, Kit." Taro groaned out desperately, as on command, Joey's muscles relaxed a little bit. With some force, the knot popped itself inside the tight hole. Joey's muscles spasmed and clenched like a vice around the Kitsune's member, and that was enough for him. With a small whimper, following by a long, pleasured moan, he bust his load inside the young fox's backside. Thick spurts and globs of cum shot out from the tapered end of his cock, deep into the Fox's innards. He collapsed down on top of him as his cock kept cumming, shooting sparks of pleasure up the Kitsune's spine. It was some of the best sex he'd ever had.

"Ahn...Fuck." He groaned, wrapped a hand underneath the Fox and hugging him tightly as he tied with him, pumping his thick, gooey load into the Fox's backside, periodically shooting spurts of fluids and semen into him. He shifted the pair of them, rolling them onto his side as he cuddled up into him from behind.

"Mmh...you're a good lay, Joey. You should have let me do this before." He murmured. In Joey's hypnotised state, he smiled at the compliment, though his subconscious merely registered it as more kinks that the Kitsune might want to do later. Slowly, Taro's hands trailed down the Fox's hypnotised body, unawares that he was even in a trance, as his fingers dabbled at Joey's crotch. He realised his lover was still hard and twitching.

"What's this?" Taro asked slyly as he wrapped his hand firmly around Joey's cock, squeezing it encouragingly. A small groan escaped the Fox's mouth as he felt the digits sliding up and down his cock, occasionally stroking along his thick, bulbous knot. Slowly, he began to raise his leg up like an animal, and Taro snickered a little bit.

"Good boy." He lowered his mouth and licked up and along the Fox's neck, tenderly grooming him as his hand started up a steady rhythm on his lover's member. Joey shuddered and huffed beneath him, his cock swelling and twitching from the stimulation. His body was already so close to the brink that it wouldn't take him too long. His toes curled as his leg hung in the air. He began to thrust and hump against the hand, eagerly panting as the pressure built up inside him.

He orgasmed quickly. A thick arc of cum shot out from his member and splattered onto the floor, and some onto the cushion. Another arc soon followed, and then another. He pumped rope after rope of thick cum from his member that shot out in wide, powerful arcs, as Taro's hands eagerly wrapped and pumped his member, stroking his knot and squeezing his balls. Joey eagerly groaned in appreciation from the touch as his tongue lolled from his mouth, feeling the pleasure coursing through his body.

"Good boy, goooood boy..." Taro muttered, his tongue dancing over the fur on the Fox's neck as he finally pulled his mouth back, glancing up and spotting the mess his lover had made.

"Jesus. You came a lot." He chuckled, removing his hands from the cock and wiping the cum off his fingers onto the Fox's stomach fur. He stroked along Joey's chest and cuddled into him, his own member still fully knotted and tied within the vulpine's backside. They cuddled for a little while, with Joey barely making much of a sound, bar from his own eager pants as he tried to recuperate himself.

They laid there for about 20 minutes, cuddling and stroking, before Taro was finally free. His knot popped from the Fox's backside as he rolled onto his back and sat upright.

"Phew. I don't know about you, but I'm thirsty." The Kitsune shuffled towards the end of the armchair and got to his feet, wandering through into the kitchen to get himself a drink. He downed a good portion of a can of cola, facing the fridge when he felt a pair of hands slide around his waist. He craned his neck and noticed it was the Fox again, with a lewd grin on his face.

"Oh? Round 2, I presume?" He chuckled, and the Fox eagerly nodded in response. His hands trailed down and squeezed against Taro's plump sheath, urging his cock into growing again. The Kitsune grumbled gently, as the hands roamed his pink fur and touched his body, and he quickly turned around.

Their lips met with fiery passion, and Taro squatted down, his hands ducking under the Fox's legs. He scooped him up in a matter of seconds and lifted him up onto the kitchen counter, pressing their bodies together. They writhed against one-another, the Kitsune's tongue dancing around the Fox's own as their hands touched and stroked one-another. It was a night of passion, yet one of them was oblivious to it all in his addled state.

"I need you," The Fox began between kisses, huffing and panting. "I want you."

Taro didn't know the Fox was harboring these feelings for so long, but he was glad they were coming to fruition now. He spread the Fox's legs with his hands and pressed himself right up against the Fox's backside, hooking his hands around his rump and tugging him closer. In a matter of moments, the tapered end of his growing cock pressed firmly against the used pucker, and the Kitsune began to thrust and hump like a dog, slipping the tapered end in and out of the other's behind. Joey let out a small groans and gasps of pleasure as he felt the cock growing and growing, his own half-hard member pulsing between their bodies, stickying up their fur.

Their sex was messy, heated, and even more passionate than the first time. With the Fox easily lubed up from the last love-making session, the Kitsune was able to easily thrust into him with reckless abandon. His hips pistoned as his cock grew until it finally reached full mast in the Fox's behind, and the knot began to swell up against the wet, cum-stained pucker. Pre-cum and sloppy fluids dripped onto the counter as their mouths mingled with each other still, hands gripping and squeezing, toes curling and eye scrunching.

Soon, they stopped kissing, instead resorting to panting harshly against one-another's mouths as Taro humped and thrust. Sweat clung to their bodies, smearing against one-another as the Fox's twitching cock dragged and slid up against the other vulpine's fur. The pleasure was exquisite, and neither of them wanting to stop. Somehow, Joey's tranced state was making his body enjoy it and crave more and more. He wanted all of Taro, all of the time.

"Nnh, fuck, fuck..." Taro was beginning to get close again already as sloppy, wet fluids splattered around the Fox's asshole and his own crotch. His balls swung eagerly back and forth, each thrust accompanied by a hot, wet slap of his knot against the sticky behind. Joey was panting more and more, his moans becoming more intense and more urgent.

"I'm..." Joey exhaled out and let out a whimper of pleasure as he orgasms from the stimulation. Strings of cum coated their stomach and chest as his cock twitched against the other's fur, and the muscles around Taro's dick clamped down in unison with the cock's convulsions. That was enough for the Kitsune: he thrust and humped eagerly, and with a little force, he slipped his knot in for a second time. A hot groan escaped his lips as he, too, orgasmed, spurting thick, creamy loads of cum into his lover's backside.

They stayed locked together, eagerly pressed against one-another on the kitchen counter. The fox's legs hung in the air, toes delicately curled as the pleasure overwhelmed his body. Taro's tail happily wagged two and two as his swollen knot was firmly locked within the Fox's asshole, and he continued to empty his balls, over and over. The Kitsune leant down, licking the sweat off his lover's chest and neck. The Fox whimpered in response.

"Mmh. Joey..." Taro mumbled quietly, pressed firmly against his new lover with their hands and bodies intertwined. "You're...so much better than Kasem. So eager, so attentive..."

Joey merely sighed in response. The Kitsune angled his head, and the two met in a warm, passionate kiss again. There was no thrusting this time, no messy sex or dripping fluids. It was just them, their lips and tongues pressed together. Taro could feel a gentle squirming within his stomach that he equated to unbridled lust and passion. He'd always been attracted to the 18 year old Fox, but this...this was far beyond what he'd ever imagined.

They stayed locked together for another length of time, simply enjoying one-another's mouths for a long while as their hands slowly and gently explored one-another, touching and stroking. The Kitsune's thumbs toyed with Joey's nipples, making the Fox quiver. Their eyes were lidded, overwhelmed with the sensuality of it all.

"We're practically soaked in cum." Taro murmured quietly against the other's ear as his tongue lolled out, dragging up and along his fur and flesh. He teased the outer potion of his inner ear with his tongue, occasionally biting and nipping the tip as his mouth descended lower and lower.

"Nnh...do you want to shower?" Joey response quietly, hooking his ankles around the Kitsune's frame as his own eager hands stroked along Taro's neck, up to his cheek and around to his ears, playing with every part of him. Taro nodded at the suggestion, rolling his head back as he tugged his hips. There was a brief moment of pause, before a hot, wet squelch sounded in the air as the knot popped from the hole. The cock began to deflate slightly when he was free, and he stepped back, panting a little to catch his breath.

After a moment, Taro held out his hand. The Fox took it, and he lead the man over towards the bathroom, noticing that the Fox was limping a little bit. But, he managed nonetheless, and the Kitsune dragged him through into the bathroom. He reached across towards the shower controls and turned the dial. Hot water ran down from above, and slowly, the two of them stepped into the shower.

Clearly, Joey had other ideas in mind on what he wanted to do whilst they washed themselves. As the water ran down their bodies, his hand stroked up and down along Taro's chest, toying with his nipples and sliding lower and lower. He explored every inch of his body, and steadily, the Kitsune's cock was forming to full mast one again. Taro was already eager to have sex, and this particular time was no exception, either.

Joey slowly got onto his knees and was face to face with the Kitsune's thick, twitching cock. Upon closer inspection, his hypnotised mind guessed it to be about 8 inches in length, with a thick bulbous knot forming right as the base. He wrapped his hand around the cock and squeezed his digits down into the flesh, hearing Taro groan and the cock pulse in response. The Fox gently pumped the member was he watched pre-cum drool and ooze from the tip in tiny, small trickles. After a moment, he could take it no longer.

The 18 year old opened his mouth, and slid the cock along his tongue, dragging it down his flesh and towards the back of his throat. The tip gentle grazed along the roof of his mouth and eventually teased the back of his throat, dripping pre-cum and eager fluids down into his throat, where he happily gulped them down. His tail slowly wagged left and right as a hand went to the Kitsune's balls. He firmly cupped the package in his grip and rolled them around in his fingers as his other hand squeezed and stroked the firm knot at Taro's base. For someone with little to no experience, he was doing well. Most of it he'd picked up from watching women do it online, but now, it was having a much greater purpose.

"Oooh fuck..." Taro groaned, leaning against the wall and watching the water splash down onto the Fox's head, huffing and panting in pleasure as he watched the mouth slowly bob up and down on his cock. He brung a hand down, gently stroking the top of Joey's head as the tongue rolled and licked around his member, teasing him with his appendage. His own cock was at full mast again, twitching down near the floor. The Fox bobbed his head faster and faster.

Taro panted harshly, lolling his tongue and catching a few droplets of water on his tongue as he slowly humped and thrust his hips into the Fox's mouth. Joey bobbed in unison as his rolling fingers began to squeeze and grope the hanging orbs, his fingers applying pressure to the sensitive nuts as well as the knot with his other hand. Taro was beginning to feel the pleasure build and build, rolling his head back and closing his eyes. He enjoyed the sensation while it lasted.

"Ah, Joey, I'm gonna fuckin'....!" He scrunched his eyes up as a hot, wet groan escaped his lips. He orgasmed for the third time that night, his cock twitching and spurting a thick arc of cum down into Joey's throat, where the Fox eagerly gulped it down. The Kitsune's thrusting slowly, revelling in the sensations of the tongue rolling around his cock amidst his orgasm. The feeling of pure ecstasy washed throughout his body and he slowly exhaled, catching his breath. Joey kept bobbing for a moment or two until the rest of his load was spent, to which he slowly pulled his head back. He licked his lips and gulped the remnants of the load inside his mouth down, slowly getting to his feet. He pressed up against the Kitsune and cuddled into him, nuzzling against his neck. Joey was a little shorter than the Kitsune, making the cuddling more than ideal.

"Mmh. Good boy, good boy." Taro replied with a happy expression on his face, his hands stroking and washing over the other's back as he finally pulled away. They shared a brief, tender moment washing each other and making sure the cum was off their chest and stomach, before they finally stepped out of the shower. If they stayed in there any longer, their fur would go funny.

"Alright. How about we adjourn to the bedroom?" Taro suggested. It had been a while since he'd fucked someone 3 times in rapid succession, and admittedly he was a little tired. Joey was happy to do whatever he wanted, and so the two of them slowly moved down the hall, dripping water onto the floor in their wake.

Their hands roamed one-another again as they dried each other off completely. Joey's addled mind registered water as being a particularly hot and prominent kink, and he kept it in mind. Now that their fur wasn't so wet, the two of them climbed into Taro's spacious double bed and curled up to one-another. Taro hooked his hands around his new lover and spooned him from behind, stroking his body.

"Mmh...I wanna go again." Joey muttered after a moment, and Taro wrinkled his nose, giggling a little bit. He propped himself up on an elbow.

"Again already? I can't say no to you." He teased, stroking his side as he rolled over in the opposite direction. He dug into his end-table drawer and pulled out a finely strapped belt. He rolled back towards the Fox with a lewd grin.

"Let's do something fun." He teased. He gestured the Fox's hands to rise up, and he lead them up towards the head of the bed, near one of the posts. He wrapped the belt around the post and then firmly around the Fox's wrists. He briefly asked if they were too tight, but Joey shook his head. His arms were firmly bound to the bed, making him unable to move much. He could barely twist himself around without it being uncomfortable.

"You're my prisoner now." He teased with a wide grin, and Joey played into the act, letting out a small whimper. The Kitsune's hand came down on Joey's rump for a reasonably firm pant, before his hand hooked between his legs, lifting his left leg into the air. Joey was laying flat on his side, with one leg cocked up, exposing his slightly gaping, used hole.

"I'm gonna make you mine." Taro growled playfully as his tongue traced along the Fox's inner thigh with some degree of lewdness, before he shuffled up. He bumped his sheath up against the hole and Joey let out a small huff of desire, closing his eyes. The Fox had a big, goofy grin on his face. If people didn't know he was hypnotised, they might have assumed that he was actually getting rather into it.

Taro was getting rather easily aroused already, just as the thought of fucking the younger Fox again. His cock poked from his sheath and swelled up against the ass, and he slowly began to rock his hips up against the behind, sliding his growing member against the hole and between the cheeks. The Fox huffed and groaned, desperate for him to enter and make good use out of him.

"What was that?" Taro asked cheekily, leaning his head down. "Why don't you tell me how desperate you are?"

"Please...Please, I need it." Joey begged, wriggling in his tied-up position. "I need you inside me. I can't take it anymore!"

"You kinky bastard." Taro chuckled to himself, pressing his growing tapered end up against the asshole again. For the 3rd time that night, he slipped his pulsing, growing member into the lovely, squeezing asshole. It felt as tight as the first two times, and a thick, lustful groan escaped his mouth as he pressed himself up against his lover. His fingers dug firmly into the Fox's inner thigh as his cock grew and grew into his lover's ass.

"Yes...more, more!" Joey begged, and the Kitsune was eager to give him just what he wanted. The member grew and grew inside him until it soon reached half-mast. When it did, the Kitsune slid his hips back, and thrust up into him again. The Fox let out a short gasp of pleasure, before Taro picked up into a steady rhythm of humping. The 18 year old let out small whimpers and huffs of pleasure with each hump, and Taro insisted upon using long, hard thrusts as opposed to his usual short bursts.

Joey was as tight as ever, and Taro loved it. He could feel each bit of muscle clench and squeeze around his dick, and that only urged him to thrust faster and faster. His long, hard thrusts soon turned more rapid in nature as his breath came out in hot, heavy pants. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he pressed his chest up against Joey's back, his balls slapping against his inner thighs.

"Tell me," He panted out admist his thrusting, the knot kneading into Joey's sensitive flesh. "Tell me how much you want to fuck you raw. Tell me how you want to get knotted."

"I..." Joey could barely fathom the words for a moment. "I want you to use me. Breed me. Make me your-- Unf! Make me your bitch...!"

Taro let out a small growl in response as he ravaged the younger Fox's neck with licks and kisses, his thrusting stopping for a moment as he kneaded his knot up against the hole, pressing down and attempting to force it's way in. After a moment, there was a sickening pop, and the knot slipped it's way inside. Then, the Kitsune tugged back, and the knot popped out.

He began to force his knot in and out of the hole a few times, sliding the knot firmly in and out and making Joey gasp and writhe in utter pleasure each time until, eventually, the pleasure in Taro's loins were too much for him. He suddenly began to orgasm before he could realise it, and he let out a groan. His grip tightened as a thick rope of cum spurted from his cock right into Joey's ass, and he shoved upwards, desperate to knot whilst he had the opportunity. Joey loosened himself and the knot finally forced it's way inside.

He settled there for the last time, sticking out his tongue and humming in utter bliss as he tucked his knees up. He let go of Joey's leg and curled up against his, tail thumping over and over against the mattress as he unloaded himself into the Fox's backside. Joey panted and sighed gnetly in pleasure, and the Kitsune reached over with a hand to grope the Fox's cock. His eyes flicked open in surprised when he found just how gooey the Fox's dick really was.

"Did you cum?" He asked him quietly, and the Fox breathlessly nodded in response, a bit smile in his face. The Kitsune cuddled into him firmly and chuckled in response, reaching up briefly to untie his arms. He nestled against him and the two of them cuddled up in bed. Expertly, the Kitsune used a toe to flick the blankets up to their waist, and Taro soon fell asleep in completely, post-coitus bliss.

Joey stayed awake for a while, his hypnotised state not allowing him to sleep. The treatment was designed to help develop his 'partner's' kinks and begin to crave them, but now that Taro was asleep, he was almost stuck in a loop. After an hour of sitting there, the hypnosis finally wore off and he closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Night soon turned into dawn, and then into early morning. Joey began to stir from his slumber, feeling the warmth of the cushions beneath him. He didn't even know the time, nor where his phone was. For a moment, he sighed, before he felt something against his side. It was nice. Warm. Furry.

His eyes snapped open and he slowly rolled to see who it was behind him, and his eyes widened when he saw it was Taro, cuddled up to his back. He shifted and moved immediately, rolling out of bed and falling into a heap on the floor. He groaned, rubbing his head. Taro apparently didn't even stir from the noise and rolled onto his opposite side, cuddling into the pillows.

Slowly, Joey got to his feet and stared down at the Kitsune sleeping in his bed. Then, he looked down at his body, and realised that he, too, was naked, but completely flaccid. What the hell had he got up to last night? he shook his head and tried to remember.

He couldn't remember what the hell happened. He didn't know how he'd gotten into Taro's bed, but he thought he'd at least gone to bed before he went to sleep. He left the room and moved into his own, scooping up his pants and making his way into the living room, whilst he had the opportunity to collect his thoughts.

His eyes flicked up to the clock, and saw that it was only 10am. He had a lecture in about an hour and a half, which was enough time for him to recuperate his thoughts and try and figure out what he remembered. He sat down on the couch and pressed his fingers to his temples, frowning to himself and he tried to think back.

He remembered coming in from the Hypnotherapy treatment, and having a drink with Taro on the couch, and then going to bed. That much was clear. He remembered having a dream about making love to Alexa in class, but then he remembered the dream changed. Alexa had, instead, become Taro, and instead of him fucking the Kitsune, it was the other way around. He remembered a number of vivid images of the Kitsune having sex with him and people jeering at them. He could even remember the size and shape of Taro's cock.

He shook his head vigorously and went to the fridge, pulling out a can of cola. He downed a good portion of it and pressed himself against the kitchen counter. Why was he thinking about having sex with Taro? That was wrong. He wasn't gay, he was straight! Having sex with Alexa, now that sounded right. But Taro...? No, it couldn't be. Maybe it was just a side effect of the hypnosis treatment, playing with his mind and making him feel weird thoughts. He didn't want to even think about how it made him feel.

He decided it was best to just get read for his lecture, instead of getting stressed. He made his way towards the bathroom and took off his pants on the way, leaving them against the tiled floor. He made sure the door was firmly locked, and stepped under the hot water, once he'd turned the dial on. He let the warmth of the water wash away all his troubles, and he let out a long sigh of relief. That felt much better. He wasn't as stressed now.

He made fur the entirety of his body was clean before he stepped out, retrieving one of the many fresh towels that was sitting in the side cupboard. Patting himself down, he adjourned back to his room, slipping on a T-Shirt and a fashionable winter sweater, before tugging on some underwear and a pair of jeans. Now dressed, he packed his bag up and made his way back into the living room.

By the time he'd done showering and was dressed, Taro had apparently got up and made his way into the living room, where he was now standing at the kitchen table. As Joey wandered into the living room, he was greeted to the sight of Taro's naked form and he covered his eyes.

"Jesus, dude!" He cried out, wandering over to the couch and shaking his head. "Put some clothes on."

Taro looked, admittedly, very confused. He frowned and stood there for a moment. What on earth was the poor Fox on about? They had made love 4 times last night, and he had been so receptive, but now he was acting like his usual self. His mind drew back to what had happened before, wondering how he did look a little odd. He had his suspicions about something, and wondered if, in fact, Joey had been himself at all when they made love.

"Uh...sorry!" he called, playing it cool. He wouldn't make any mention of the fun they'd had overnight, for now, instead keeping it to himself until he found out more.

"Just go put some pants on. Damn." Joey waved a hand and the Kitsune moved through the kitchen and out of the room, into his own to get dressed. Joey sighed, scooping up his shoulder bag and he checked the time. The lecture started in 40 minutes. He might as well grab a bite to eat on the way.

Taro returned with a pair of sweatpants on his bottom, and he frowned at the Fox, who stood there staring at him for a moment. Joey found his gaze lingering on the pink-furred vulpine before him, before he shook his head.

"U-Uh," He began. "I have a lecture. This morning. So I'll be back later."

"...Okay?" Taro frowned, a little confused as he made his way towards the couch. Joey was acting a little odd, but perhaps it was just because he was feeling embarrassed at seeing the Kitsune naked.

"Yeah." Joey said after a moment and stood there awkwardly for a moment or two, before he realising he was being weird. "...Bye."

He briskly made his way towards the door and stepped through, shutting it behind in. Taro shrugged in response, flicking on the television and relaxing into a cosy, lazy state of binge-watching Game of Thrones.

The biting wind was enough to make Joey see sense. He wasn't gay, that much he was sure. He had just had a weird dream. There was nothing else to it. He made his way out of the dorm room and out into the cold, tugging his jacket closer to him. He briskly made his way across the courtyard towards the Café, and noticing that his friend, Rhys, was already in there ordering something. He might as well ask him about it, since he was intern.

He stepped into the warmth of the little coffee shop, and made his way towards the counter. Rhys turned to glance at the approaching person, and grinned when he saw it was his friend.

"Hey, Joey. You alright? You look a bit tired." He asked with a frown, looking a little concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," He began, glancing to the barista. "Um, latte, the usual, please."

The woman behind the counter knew who he was by that point, as he often came in when they weren't so busy, making him more noticeable than usual. She turned and poured him out a latte with 3 sugars, and grabbed a tuna and cucumber sandwich for him. He paid her the money and she handed them over. He mumbled his thanks.

"So what's up?" Rhys asked him casually, and Joey jerked his head towards the seats in response. The two of them made their way towards an empty table and Joey slipped into his seat, taking a sip of his latte. The warmth of the coffee helped with the chill in the bones, but didn't settle his nervous stomach.

"Um, that hypnosis thing," He began, leaning forwards for a moment. "It doesn't have...side effects, does it?"

Rhys's heart skipped a bit, but he didn't want to let on what he knew. He nonchalantly sipped his drink and frowned, putting on a good act.

"Like what?" He asked casually.

"Like...I don't know. Weird dreams, or something." He suggested. Rhys looked visibly disappointed for a brief moment, before he leant forward.

"Well," The wolf began. "What kind of dreams? Tell me about it, I wont judge."

Joey shuffled in his seat for a moment, almost too embarrassed to say. He didn't want to admit to having a weird dream about having sex with his roommate. That would ruin a whole lot of things for him. But at the same time, he was freaking out.

"Well, like..." He began, looking down to his coffee. "Like...having sex with guys. And stuff."

Rhys looked down at his coffee and tried his best not to grin. It was working! At least, he assumed so. If Joey's subconscious was beginning to enjoy having sex with men, and this normal, conscious mind would soon begin to be attracted to them too.

"It's okay. Just silly dreams, right?" Rhys didn't let on what he knew, but he took it as an opportunity to try and make a move. He reached a hand out and put it over Joey's own, trying to be comforting, whilst also a little flirtatious at the same time. Joey shifted a bit and brung his hand back, looking a little reserved.

"R...Right. Just dumb dreams." He sipped his drink again and Rhys's gaze flicked down. Like everything, it would take time. But to know it was working was a miracle in itself. He grinned to himself again before he took another sip of his drink.

"Oh. Here, for yesterday." The wolf dug into his pocket and pulled out £50, handing it over. Joey was thankful for the money, but now he wasn't even sure if it was worth it. He stuffed it in his pocket and lowered his head. The two of them talked for a little while longer, before they headed away to their lecture.

Back at the apartment, Taro was...suspicious, to say the least. Joey had acted strangely all night, and this morning, he was acting even weirder. He needed to get to the bottom of this, and fast.

He leant forwards and grabbed his laptop from the table near the TV, sitting it on his lap. He pulled it open and logged onto his user account, before navigating his way to the search engine. He wasn't even sure how to find this place that Joey had gone to, but a good start would be to search for companies similar in the London area.

He'd got lucky. When he searched on google maps, he found a company called 'Opti Co.' that was literally minutes from the university campus. He grinned to himself and googled the name, finding the company's website. Already, he was a bit suspicious. The site looked sleek and modern, and he scrolled down until he found a large snippet on the page. It detailed about their 'wonder treatment' for couples, stating how it had a 90% success rate. He clicked on it and read deeper into it.

It all made sense. The late-night sex, the forgetfulness in the morning...Taro understood it all now. The poor Fox was undergoing a couples treatment without his knowledge, and every night he'd be receptive to the first person he saw. That being...well, Taro. And now, the Fox was latched onto him. Over time, he'd come to crave him, adopt his own tastes and fantasies, and eventually be completely dependant on him.

Then, it dawned on him. Taro realised this was a perfect opportunity. He could mold the perfect boyfriend out of Joey, all from these midnight sessions. He could make him the ideal boyfriend, with all the right kinks, without ever wanting to be with anyone else. A wicked grin spread across his face.

He was going to take advantage of this, whilst he still can.