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Out in Dewclaw Bazaar where the riches run wild in the form of illegal and unique merchandise; demons, witches and more stand around stalls tents and stores ready to sell whatever they have to offer whether it was lawful or not. All around there were intimidating folk of all sizes and species along with the normal run of the mill people, everyone there looking for something interesting or entirely different, for anything could be found in Dewclaw.

A small sandy-furred Aurorian Fox with bright green eyes stood by his own kiosk wearing a poncho reflecting his own eye color. At his establishment, he was placing various odds and ends gingerly for display. Without a doubt, today would be another perfect day for dealing out in Dewclaw. His little kiosk was a mere speck in the grand ocean that was Dewclaw Bazaar, but he had never had any issue with selling his goods whenever he came around so he was confident that he would make a great profit, or at the very least garner an interesting response from someone looking to buy. While he did have plenty of profitable products, most of them were either enchanted or cursed and at this point, even he wasn't sure which was which, which was why his shop was so aptly named after himself, "Take a Chance."

There were swords that would never lose their edge, wands that could be used without fuss, and eggs belonging to rare and powerful beasts among his stock, but there were also rings that clung far too tight, bracelets that transformed the user into less than ideal things, and well, anything else that wasn't too great. Chance knew that people were curious sorts and that he himself loved the gamble, so he marked most of his prices down, but occasionally he sold things at an extremely high or low price, and that caught eyes, because why would he sell something at such a low or such a ridiculous price? Ah, he lived for the back and forth between customer and salesperson, the haggling and more, that was certainly more important than the profit, although, he did love the cash too, that he could not lie about.

Standing at the front of his kiosk he began to sing his usual chant, "Enchanted or cursed, amazing or entirely awful, come one, come all to take a chance! Maybe you'll find something great, or maybe something terrible will happen. Prices can go lower than Hellside or higher than you could possibly see!"

A few folk were already browsing, their eyes taking in the deals that couldn't possibly be real. They picked and nudged through the cheaper products wondering what the catch was and their eyes were allured by the possibility of something greater lying in wait near the objects that were given a high price and still wondering if there was some sort of strange catch. Of course, in reality, the catch was simply that there was always a random chance that something was going to end up awful. Cursed objects were a finicky sort and sometimes the curse itself wouldn't activate until specific conditions were met, and at the same time, the same thing could apply to something enchanted. It all depended on the person who cast the curse or enchantment, and Chance had done neither. There was also the possibility that something cursed could turn out to be great in the end and something enchanted could be dangerous; everything was truly left to chance in that case.

"Now hm, what exactly are these eggs?" Asked a concerned customer with their eyes on a pile of the very thing they asked about.

Chance could only answer, "Take a guess, it is as good as mine. I can only say they're eggs in eggs and the inner egg is what you're really getting, from food to fireworks to anything you can possibly think of. First one for each customer is half off."

That brought a spark to the feline customer's eye. They took a single egg from the stock and happily paid fully in coin. When they cracked open the outer shell, there laid in their paw a simple white egg, nothing more, nothing less, but when they felt over the top, the shell cracked and split open, a spark of fire flying into the air before returning inside of the egg, the shell melding together again as if nothing had ever happened. The feline at one point looking shocked, now simply smiled and held the egg with a tilt of their head before snagging another and purchasing it at full price and sauntering off. It was a good thing that customers were also looking for odd curiosities, or perhaps that feline could have been a bit cross, then again, that was part of the fun! People's reactions, their anger, their surprise, their happiness, that was all wonderful when it came to wheeling and dealing; and yet again, the profit was also nice.

A few more customers came to purchase things quietly spurred on by the success of the feline that had just left his little shop. Many others came by, all of them picking very carefully, some of them claiming to have an eye for enchanted goods, most of them knowing absolutely nothing. Oh sure, there were going to be those who could actually tell what was ripe for the picking, but most couldn't tell their tail apart from an actual curse or enchantment, and that was just fine. Let the customer believe that they knew everything in the world, it made it all the more pleasurable when mouthy types got something they didn't like, and really, what could they do? Everything was clear as day and most were overjoyed to take a little gamble, being bitter wouldn't get them their money back, but sometimes, if the customer was angry enough and large enough, Chance would cut them some sort of deal just to keep his pretty muzzle in place, and his eyes without any markings except the ones that he inherited from his mother.

After the initial rush of folk coming to and from his shop, he stood counting his profits with a satisfied smile. He'd lost a few valuable things here and there, but overall he was making good money rather than losing anything. He'd have to do this more often perhaps by selling less of his stock each time over a few days rather than having a blowout sale whenever he had enough to sell on his travels, yes, maybe that would give him a bit more interaction, or maybe that would just cheapen the experience.

Although the streets were still bustling with folk, it seemed that not as many of those people were looking for a little gamble, which was fine. Sometimes taking a break from the bustle of people constantly asking for something felt nice. It was good to just sit back and relax underneath the sun and just listen to the buzz around the market while waiting for another customer, or something more interesting to happen.

"Hey! Scam fox!" Called a sudden voice.

Now, that was something Chance was used to hearing on the occasion, but at the very least the source of the verbal jab didn't sound too imposing or large. As he turned his head to answer the call, he saw that indeed the source wasn't too frightening, in fact, the voice came from a tiny flowercat about his size wearing a short sundress with warm brown fur and a bright red flower on her head with eyes of blue that contrasted. It should have been easy enough to placate the pretty flowercat and so he put on his finest merchant's voice and greeted the flowercat as they stopped by the kiosk, "Why hello there--"

"Don't you hello there me! You're up to something fishy, I just know it. The heck are these prices! I bought a ring off of you for scraps and I just got it appraised. Real gold, none of that fake stuff!"

That was odd, most customers that came back with their paws balled in fists weren't exactly the type to complain about the quality of the product being bought, but he decided it was better to just go with it instead of arguing, "Uh, I assure you that nothing strange is going on, you played the gamble fair and square, and you got something great out of it."

The flowercat crossed her arms and huffed, "Yeah, and that doesn't make any sense! I don't trust it one bit, is this thing cursed or what? Or maybe, just maybe you sold this to me because you fell in love with my devilish looks."

Chance coughed at that one, "Excuse me? Again I assure you that everything here is randomly priced and what you pick is what you get no matter what that price is. Were you perhaps hoping for something bad?"

"What? No way! I just think it's crazy to sell something so good for so cheap. Why do you do it?"

He had to tilt his head at that one, was she crazy? Starting so much noise around his kiosk over literally nothing but curiosity, "Excuse me?"

Again the flowercat repeated, "Why do you do it?"

Guessing that she probably meant his little shop he supposed it wouldn't hurt to answer, "Well, I enjoy selling not only goods to people but a little gamble as well."

"Huh, I guess that's kind of interesting, but why do you like doing it?"

Resisting the urge to tell her to leave he took a calming breath and replied, "Interacting with folk is what I enjoy doing most, profit is nice sure, but seeing reactions is what is interesting to me. It is part of the reason why I'm a merchant in the first place. Any further questions?"

"What's your name?" Said the flowercat quickly.

No harm in telling her his name he supposed, "Chance, Chance is my name and I'm at your service should you need it."

For a while, she just stared at his stall and at him with big eyes. She seemed to have no other questions, so why was she just staring at him? It was rather unnerving and though she wasn't interrupting the flow of customers, she was certainly interrupting his peace of mind. When finally he felt his own curiosity and irritation boil over he leaned over to her to ask quietly, "Can I help you still?"

"Carta."

Chance blinked at that, "Come again?"

"My name is Carta." She said simply without what seemed to be any rhyme or reason.

Chance was thoroughly confused, but he went with it anyway, "Nice to meet you? Is there anything else I can help you with possibly Carta?"

Carta smiled, "Yup! You can tell me where you got all this junk from."

Chance rubbed at the back of his head, "Well, my product comes from many places. I travel myself to places like Petal in Althar, back home at Auroria, Hellside and many many other locations to find unique and interesting things, whether they were cursed, enchanted, or not."

Carta's smile only grew bigger, which strangely enough only served to unnerve him more. Again she only watched him and his kiosk as customers went by and around. It was almost enough to drive him insane and so with his ears folded back he had to ask in a desperate tone, "Why are you here?"

Carta only chuckled and shrugged, "Because I'm curious! You travel to all those places and get all those things to just sell them like this? You could totally do so much more, but you don't, and that's kind of interesting I guess. Can I come with?"

At the blunt request, Chance had to simply gawk, "Come with what now?"

Carta pointed a single digit at him, "With you! I'd like to come with you on your travels. I think it'd be fun, and wouldn't it be nice to have an assistant? I know it is a great offer, but you don't have to really thank me, or even pay me! I'd be glad to come with you on all of your journeys."

Chance huffed, his irritation spilling over as he leaned in to bark, "Now, I don't think that'll be happening."

With the same smile, she simply blinked and tilted her head at his anger, "Why not?"

"Well because..Because..." For a moment he was flustered, he hadn't expected her to just completely ignore his statement but he managed to spout off finally, "Because I travel alone and to many places, places that are dangerous at that, I have no plans to take an unknown factor with me."

Carta shrugged and brushed off his complaints, "I can handle myself, even protect you too. I'm pretty good at magic, y'can trust me."

Chance was baffled by this brash display, without a doubt he had never met someone so forward about their desire, but rather than continue growing flustered and upset he took a calming breath and again tried to reason, "I can't trust you because I don't know you, why would I even bring you along when that would cut into my profits?"

"Because we can make more together, as treasure hunters! Think about all the great things we could find with the two of us instead of just yourself. Besides, I'm cute to boot, perfect to attract customers to your stall."

Chance opened his mouth before closing it, grabbing at his chin before tilting his head, a bit more curious now as he continued to try reason, "I...I can't deny that any of that isn't true, but how do I even know you're reliable, I'm taking a big risk here. I mean, now that I think about it I'm not exactly opposed to company, but I really do not know you."

Carta giggled, "So get to know me! I can help you run your little kiosk right now while we chat, besides, you're pretty cute too."

Chance blinked, "Excuse me?"

"You're cute too."

Chance's head tilted further dipped, his eyes looking the crazy flowercat up and down, "May I see that ring for a moment?"

Carta presented her paw with the ring on it and Chance very nimbly and gently slipped it off, "So now, try again."

Carta giggled and stepped around the kiosk to take the ring back and lean to give Chance's nose a kiss, "You're cute."

Chance blinked feeling suddenly very flustered for a different reason entirely. Was that entire thing a veiled attempt at flirting? As if she belonged there, Carta began talking to customers and trading what they desired before his very eyes. Should he be upset? Perhaps he should tell her to get out of his space and stop handling his goods, and yet that possible analogy only brought a certain heat to his cheeks. He couldn't help but wonder why she was doing this at all and so he asked, "So why are you doing this again?"

Carta only smiled and turned to him with a giggle, "Because I thought you looked nice and I wouldn't mind getting out of Dewclaw now and then, it isn't that weird is it?"

Chance nodded, "Yeah, you're pretty weird. I have to admit."

Carta huffed, "Am I at least cute."

Chance blurted, "Beautiful actually..."

"Didn't think you'd fall in line that quickly."

Chance turned his head away at that one, "I didn't think I'd be propositioned by such a beautiful flowercat in the most audacious and strange of ways but in a way...I respect and like that."

A weight hit his shoulders that nearly knocked him off of his feet, arms coiling around his body to tug him close and tight against Carta, his head turning to see her cheek against his neck as she purred, "Aw thanks! I'm glad that me being so forward in a weird way wasn't off-putting."

The feeling of her so close by brought a shiver up his spine, he wasn't accustomed to the touch of another, not at all, he had always been focused on his work rather than any pleasure and companionship and this was something rather new, a virgin experience so to speak and so his normally charismatic tone turned flustered and low, "Uh, can you not hold onto me like that in public? I do still have an establishment to run."

Carta only giggled and gave his body another squeeze before planting a soft kiss on his neck that only brought further shivers up and down his body, his fur frizzing just a bit, "I don't think anyone cares. Public indecency isn't even really that big of a crime either."

"Public indecency?" Chance asked in a rather pathetic squeak.

Carta's eyes flashed as she felt weakness in her vulpine target, the warmth of her body pressed against Chance as she continued on to tease, "Mhm! Happens all the time, I'm sure you've seen it once or twice or even more. Right?"

Chance cleared his throat, "I uh, I don't really pay attention to that type of thing and I've well, never...Rather, I don't have any experience myself."

Carta leaned in to kiss underneath his chin softly, nuzzling his throat lightly as she purred out, "And would you want to experience that? We could close shop and have a bit of fun right here right now."

"Uhhhm, excuse me? I don't know if we should or can do that really. This isn't a closed shop or a tent, we're out in the open and--" Chance paused as he felt a paw slipping beneath his poncho and against the fur of his stomach, his entire body trembling for one moment, his ears folding back, "Carta! Please, I've never done something like this, or really even kissed someone before your little peck." He suddenly pleaded.

Carta blinked, her ears perking and her paw stopping where it was as she pulled away very slowly, "O-oh, are you okay Chance? Is this unwanted, am I moving too quickly for you?"

Chance shuddered a breath and shut his eye for a moment before opening them looking to Carta whose ears were folded back, her eyes angled with concern, her touch now much softer and less playful as Chance spoke, "I don't know. I mean, I've never had this experience before, but it isn't like I don't like you. I'm just nervous. In some ways, I kind of like the mystery, but it is just a bit frightening, s-so...We can continue, just perhaps, a little slowly?"

Carta smiled just a bit at that, her ears still showing her concern, but rather than say a word, she leaned in to plant a very soft kiss against his lips. Mouth to mouth there they stayed, Chance unsure of what to do before with a shiver he began to press back to the kiss. The warmth, the feeling of her body against his, her mouth on his, everything felt pleasant and sent a buzz of pleasure up and down his body and through his fur. It was a sensation unlike any other, from just a single simple kiss. It almost felt pathetic to melt so easily to the touch of a girl he had just met, but indeed it felt so right. Affection and passions of the body weren't something that he pursued too often, but if it continued to feel this good then he would have to.

In the heat of the moment, Chance didn't seem to mind the gathering crowd, the folk who stopped by to watch with curious eyes that were more focused on their little connection than the unguarded prospects at the kiosk. Instead, the people watched as Carta dragged her paw low to grip through Chance's crotch and against his growing erection. She squeezed softly around it and began to tug and stroke at his canine member, Chance shivering and shutting his eyes as he let out what he thought would be a muffled moan, but Carta pulled her lips away with a smile as her ears tuned into the sound of his virgin pleasure. She savored every little noise he made even though he turned his head away in shame. She squeezed and stroked ever so softly as she leaned to kiss at his cheek and ears, her eyes closed as she very carefully worked at his cock.

Chance tried to hold it in, but he just couldn't his mouth opened to let out a moan every so often, his body leaning to her, her digits far too soft on his cock. From the gentle warmth of their kiss to a sudden heat that gripped at his crotch and radiated from there, he could feel himself melting further to her touch. His own paws gripped at her shoulders, holding himself steady, his digits feeling through velvet soft fur around the straps of her dress. At one point, she squeezed upon his cock very gently, but it was enough to cause him to jolt a little and his grip on her shoulders to slip, pulling the straps of her dress down.

"A-ah I'm sorry." Chance mumbled, his ears folded back.

Carta only smiled and took both of her paws off of him to fully push down the straps of her dress, letting the little number slip off of her body to reveal her lithe form and her own feline cock.

Chance felt his cheeks burn, his eyes focused on her body as she leaned to him, purring as she whispered, "Still all in?"

Chance nervously brought his lips to hers as his reply, hoping that it would come on as strongly as he wanted it to. Carta replied with a purr, her lips taking his message in full as she returned fire with her own impassioned kiss, her paws returning to grab onto his cock and stroke. This time the excitable push was enough to send him onto his rear, the loving flowercat on already straddling his lap and her lips still connected to his as her paws moved to grip at his cheeks to deepen the kiss. Their tongues met between their mouths and deeper, Carta taking charge to lead Chance every step of the way, backing down just a little when she felt he might be a bit too nervous, or pushing when she felt like he wanted just a bit more but was too afraid to act. It was a gentle back and forth that Chance loved, that brought him closer to her, a silent conversation that had his own paws drifting around her back and feeling lightly over her rear, squeezing there with little shame, and with all the love he could muster.

Carta let out little muffled moans to his mouth as she continued the kiss, her own body growing hotter and hotter by the second as they continued their embrace. When finally they parted, Carta leaned back only to grip very lightly at the Aurorian Fox's cock and begin stroking. Chance shivered as he watched her, his eyes focused on those deep blue orbs that were half-lidded and staring holes into him, he couldn't help but moan out as her paws worked to pleasure him, her stroking growing ever more quickly, the pressure and heat he felt in his cock growing harder and harder to ignore, his toes curling as he shut his eyes and shuddered feeling very shy, feeling very embarrassed again, he couldn't just release without her, wouldn't that be rude? Wouldn't that be wrong?

A paw moved lightly to brush through the fur of his cheek, his eyes opening to see Carta staring into his eyes with such care, with such love as she planted a soft kiss on his mouth and said so very softly, "Are you okay?"

Chance shuddered, "I-is this okay? I don't want to be selfish..."

Carta giggled as her paw began to move faster, her answer coming in a purr, "Don't worry about that. There will be plenty of time for us to enjoy ourselves, just me and you, and right now I want to see you pleasured, so let it all out if you gotta...I won't mind."

Chance didn't want to, he felt too shy, too embarrassed about not having returned the favor with a single touch to pleasure her, and yet he could not hold himself. Her voice encouraging him, her touch, her kisses and more sent him over the edge, his entire form shuddering as his cock twitched and throbbed in her paw, his climax reached and a thick spray of cum firing off between them.

Carta blinked, the mess of a first orgasm adding a slick warmth to her paw. She had pointed it at herself so the majority of the shy vulpine's seed had spilled onto her stomach, but she didn't mind. She only smiled and brought her paw to lick at it idly while the shaky vulpine merchant watched her. He had seemed like such a confident sort, but his mannerisms were much different now, much cuter, and she absolutely loved every second of it.

In the afterglow of his orgasm, Chance had a moment to realize that folk gathered around the kiosk clapping. What an embarrassing thing to realize! There were people even tossing out random amounts of coin as if this were some sort of show. It was entirely degrading and he wasn't sure if it were worse that they were watching, or that they were enjoying it, but as his eyes turned to Carta his worries began to be pushed aside, by thoughts of her. She had moved so her rear was pressed against the shaft of his cock, her tail lifted and presenting, her head turned and her eyes looking back at him, inviting him, tempting him while her digits spread his cum between her rump and inside of her.

Even though no words were said between them, his paws moved to grip at her rear, spreading slowly, her paws there on his to help him keep her star exposed for him to do as he pleased. Very gently he gripped onto his cock and he ignored the cheering of the folk around him, the teases and jeers, instead, he pressed the tip against Carta's puckered hole and moved inside, the slick cum spread inside of her enough to let him slide right in. Carta purred and moaned out, Chance focusing on the sound of her pleasure as he leaned in to hold her body tight to his. He was still frightened, but he focused on her instead of the people around them, he focused on her moans, on the shivering of her body, on the purring that sounded off from her, the way their bodies moved together as he began pushing and so much more. His paw slowly trailed down her body to grip at her cock, squeezing very softly and stroking as she did for him.

Carta let out a sweet moan, her eyes fluttering as she pushed back, the pain and pleasure already building up. She hadn't expected Chance to act so quickly, his hips working like a piston inside of her, excitable and nervous all at once, she could feel it all. She also hadn't expected his digits upon her cock, hadn't expected him to be so loving, his mouth upon her neck occasionally nipping before he breathed out warmth across her shoulder and neck. She rocked herself back and forth, allowing Chance to move as he desired, but using her own hips to work lower and lower to the base of his cock. Chance seemed glad for the opportunity to push back inside, his moans growing louder as he thrust faster, his paw trembling on her cock.

It was cute that the vulpine merchant couldn't seem to even hold himself steady, in fact, his thrusts were growing irregular and his body was pressing tightly against her, almost as if he were desperate for her touch. Carta certainly felt loved in this position. Very lightly she took the other's paw in hers and began to lead him through working her own cock, carefully moving it up and down while she turned her head to lightly plant a kiss against chance's lips. She moaned out and shuddered as he leaned closer to the kiss and brought himself deep inside of her. Carta could feel his knot, could feel his bulbous flesh kissing against her hole. She moaned aloud, purring and encouraging him with light mentions of his name, bringing him in deeper and deeper, her own cock twitching and bouncing as she rode him roughly at her own pace now.

Chance felt so close and far too hot, his body clenched, his hips working desperately, his toes curling and his paw working at her cock as best as he could manage. When Carta began moving faster he gasped out and shivered, letting his pleasure known as he called out to her name. When his knot pressed inside of her couldn't hold back his pleasure, he couldn't hold back the pressure, and so he shut his eyes tight and his cock twitched violently, thick cum pouring out and against Carta's inner walls.

Carta purred out and her own cock twitched and spurt out her own pleasure. She grinded back against the other again and again before she slowed down and rested on the other's lap. She let out a sigh as she rested against Chance, a small smile touching her lips, "Precious merchant, c'mon, tell me, is it worth it having me around?"

Chance leaned back on his paws and looked to the sky, breathing out heavily, ignoring the warmth and stickiness that touched his paws from Carta's seed as he answered her question, "I uh...I guess. I guess it would be fun to travel together to different places. If you really can work magic then that would be useful as well."

Carta nodded, "Mhm, I can even appraise the worth of items."

Chance tilted his head, "Wait, you knew the worth of what you bought?"

Carta giggled, "Opps, let that slip too early didn't I."

Chance huffed and sat up to coil his arms around her stomach, burying his face in her neck as he realized they were still being watched, "...Yes...But more importantly...Can you tell the people to go away..."

Carta blinked and put a paw very gently on his head before smiling. She turned to the people and shouted aloud in a voice too large for her small frame, "Shows over! You're crowdin' us!"

When the people dispersed, Chance placed his chin on her shoulder and sighed, "Thank you. Listen...I know this might be a single fling thing, but you really are welcome to come along. I uh, really do appreciate your company and maybe we can get to know each other more intimately as well."

Carta only laughed, a soft and gentle one that rolled and made Chance fluster, but when she stopped she pressed her back against him and chuckled, "I'll definitely take that chance."

Chance could only smile, a spark of relief going through his body. Today had definitely been a profitable one in Dewclaw Bazaar.