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"And you're really sure you don't want me driving?" Kalo checked his seat belt for, what had to be, the tenth time in the last half-hour. The white hawk shooting his companion a sideways glance. He'd given up on white-knuckling the hand holds a while back. Her driving habits had not improved since he'd last been in the passenger seat, nor had picking up a larger vehicle helped at all.

Taylor wagged her tail and grinned, "Nah, I've got it. Besides, don't have you on my insurance. What would happen if you scratched Marley?" The border collie wrenched the RV's wheel to the side to avoid a deeper rut as they bounced down a... well to call it a road would be generous. The bounce made the dog taur tighten all four of her legs around her seat to keep from being thrown off. She'd only gotten the RV a few days before. Just long enough to get some work down on it and get it outfitted. Which meant that she hadn't gotten a specialized bench seat made just for taurs. Damned things could get expensive. Instead, she just had the seat laid out as flat as it could get and was wearing a harness that the seat belt was fed through.

He braced an elbow on the door and managed to rest his head on his knuckles for just a second before a bounce nearly cracked his skull against the window. "Where did you even find this thing?" he asked as he rubbed his head, glancing back. It wasn't the largest RV he'd ever seen out there. Absolutely tiny living space. It had a dinette and a chair separating the cab from the kitchen area. The bathroom door swung freely as Taylor lurched down the road. It'd popped open a few miles away and they hadn't been able to get it to secure again. What claimed to be a queen sized bed was tucked in the back corner, flanking the bathroom. Another bed was over the cab, that's where he'd be sleeping. Really didn't think that Taylor would've been able to ever get up there on her own.

Her tail thumped against the couch, "Been hitting up some local places. They got Marley in a couple days ago. Since it's past camping season, no one is really wanting to grab an RV, so here we are." She grinned and waved her tail faster, "And gonna be getting solar and all that before long!"

"Wait, how are we going to get power?"

Taylor paused a second and checked the gauges, "We've got most of a tank, can run the generator. Plus I got one of those folding solar dealies."

"Any clue how to set it up?"

"Nope!" her tail waved behind her as she wrenched the wheel again, the motorhome lurching off the trail. "We're here!" she announced as she pulled up into an area alongside a river. Kalo didn't dare remove his seat belt until she was parked and the engine off. He'd learned his lesson once before about getting out before she was done shifting and shuffling. "So now we..." she trailed off as she thought. "Um... Oh yeah!" Off came the harness before she leapt from the reclined seat to get her bag. "Got a check list of things to do to get it all set up." The hawk sighed and undid his buckle before following her into the living area.

Shockingly, it didn't take them too long to get set up. Hardest thing was getting it level. Kalo had offered to help get the rest of it done, but Taylor had shooed him off, saying she'd get the solar and the like done. Offering up the fairly solid reasoning that she'd have to learn how to do it herself.

Which meant that he had time to get away and just wander around. She'd said that her uncle used to take her and her brothers out camping in this area all the time. None of them had a RV though and Taylor hadn't told him until they were setting up that her uncle had a truck to come out here. Honestly, it was a wonder that they'd even gotten the rig out here to begin with. He grumbled as he started to climb a steeper hill, "Be a miracle if we get it out of here." Kalo trailed off as he stood up and looked up and down the river. A low whistle rolled from his beak as he just took in the sights.

Okay, that view definitely made it worth the trip.

He settled down onto the rock and let his hands rest on his knees as he just enjoyed what lay before him. River winding its way back and forth through a little valley. Trees of all kinds stretching along the banks. He pulled his hoodie a little closer around him as he churred. It'd been a bit weirdly warm this year, but it was starting to get cold finally. Feathers ruffled under his clothes as a deeper churr rolled around his throat. Yeah, as much as he was worried about Taylor's driving or the RV itself, he was eagerly waiting to see this place in the early morning. Mmm yes. Could just imagine it now. Everything wreathed in that dawn light. Maybe with a little fog rolling down the river. Just that right amount of chill in the air.

Speaking of chill. A gust of wind whipped up from the river and knocked against him, sending shivers racing through the hawk. Feathers lifted against the wind to try and keep him that much warmer. Yeah, might want to get back to the rig and see how Taylor was doing. He hadn't heard any explosions so that was a good thing at least.

As with any climb going down was the easier part. Gravity loved helping people get back down, it was just doing it in a controller manner that was the issue. Kalo skipped and skimmed his way down the rocks to ground level. Jogging back through the underbrush to where the RV was waiting.

There were a couple folding chairs thrown out slightly haphazardly under the the crooked awning. The rig was rocking a bit as he approached but he didn't pay it much attention. The thing was rocking pretty wildly when they were driving, he was certain the shocks were shot, not to mention how badly it rolled when they were moving around in there. As such, he didn't think twice about popping the door and stepping in.

And almost immediately coming across Taylor in a compromising position.

The taur was reared up on the bed, her forelegs wrapped around a pillow as she ground and humped against it. She didn't notice him at first, which was a bit understandable since her back was to him. Her upper half slumped forward, bracing herself up on the bed as she groaned and huffed, tongue rolling from her maw. Her clothes were abandoned on the floor, shirt and her half-skirt (which she affectionately called her butt flap) tossed aside to reveal her bare flesh. From his position standing just on those steps leading into the RV, he had a near perfect angle to look down the hallway at her hind quarters. Which meant he got a full on view of her privates, at which point he learned something new about his friend.

As Taylor thrust against the pillow, the border collie's bushy tail flicked up and to the side. First thing he noticed was the taur's pussy. The dark flesh stood out boldly among the snowy white fur that trailed up her belly. Her outer lips were puffy and glistening with juices. Her wild bucking making the folds part enough to reveal flushed inner walls. That wasn't nearly as surprising as the set of furred balls that swung between her back legs as she pounded against the pillow.

Was really hoping that wasn't his pillow she'd grabbed for that.

Kalo was about to step back out and quietly shut the door when a breeze blasted past him. Taylor shivered as the cold air washed over her backside. She twisted around, tongue rolling form her maw as she panted, pink nipples standing proud from her fur. They stared at each other for a moment before she huffed, "Umm... welcome back?" Her tail waved slowly as her hips continued to shift against the pillow. She adopted the same type expression any dog when caught, "I might have a couple things to explain."

Well now that he was discovered, the hawk slipped more into the cabin. Even with his sense of smell, birds weren't exactly known for their keen noses, it was hard to miss the scent of excited canine. "My fault, should have knocked or something." Kalo combed his fingers through the black crest of feathers atop his head. "Do you need a hand or something?" Sharp eyes danced across the canine's body before locking gazes with her, "Or I could just step back outside and you can come out when you're all done." He wiggled his fingers at her, "Better than a pillow."

"You're a pillow," she huffed, body hunching a bit as she peppered the pillow with a couple more thrusts before looking at him. "I mean..." the taur trailed off as she let out a pitiful, frustrated whine as her body shifted. Taylor huffed and kicked the pillow aside, throwing herself up onto the corner bed before rolling around to show off her sheath and red cock. "As long as you don't mind?"

Kalo shut the door and shrugged out of his hoodie, didn't want it getting messy. "I interrupted you, only fair I help you finish up." The hawk sauntered over and slipped onto the mattress.

Sliding his hand down to stroke over the sheath. Squeezing the cock through it slowly before starting to pump. Taylor arched her back with a quiet moan, the noise rolling into a soft whine as he began to move his hand faster. Bringing his legs up, he let both of his hands slide around to stroke her length. One focusing on the base while the other flew up and down the shaft. He only worked it like that a moment before pushing the sheath back, exposing the bulge that would become the taur's knot.

He let his fingers wrap around the knot and massage it. Drawing louder whines from Taylor as her hips lifted, jack hammering his hand now. Watery precum spraying against her belly as the length thickened. Kalo couldn't help but smirk as he let the hand on her shaft slide down to take over knot duty. Freeing his hand so that he could reach along her body and toy with her balls.

A deeper whine built in the taur's throat as her hips jerked towards his hand. Fingers squeezing the knot as it grew fat within his grip. He let his fingers trail further down behind the balls to rub his friend's slit. Lips swollen and wet, dripping with her arousal. While his hand kept playing with her knot, squeezing on it, he let two fingers dip into her pussy. Curling against her depths as hot walls grabbed at his digits. That whine rose in her throat as she began to buck faster. Fingers hooked and pumped her pussy faster, walls squelching around his digits as he hissed down at her.

Taylor jerked with a gasp, her entire body going rigid as she peaked. Knotted cock giving one last swell before her balls started to jump. Watery cum splashing over her belly and pussy clenching at his fingers. He couldn't help but smile to himself at just how fast he'd gotten her off. Popping his fingers against her knot a bit to prompt the collie to gasp and jerk her hips in response.

"So," Kalo started as he rolled onto his side, keeping a grip on her knot so his friend could have her full climax. "What brought this on, hmm? I slip out for a little walk and when I come back I find you pounding what I only pray isn't my pillow."

The taur lay there, panting heavily as her hips rolled with each spray of her own seed. "Just one of those things, yanno. Out here, excited to be camping, get the blood all boiling, so I just had to crank one out." She took a deep breath and shuddered. "Just, you know hard to reach down there and..." she mimed jacking off. "Long body and all that." Taylor groaned as she stretched out, shivering as the hand kept rubbing her knot slowly. "Usually have a toy for that, but forgot to pack it along with everything else needed for the trip."

She rolled her head and offered a sheepish smile towards him, "Suppose I need to explain..." she trailed off as she waved a hand down at her privates, "The kibble and bits."

Kalo shrugged, "You're a herm, figured if you'd wanted to tell me you would have. Although, now you might owe me something." He teased at her, tugging the knot playfully.

"Okay!" she gasped out, tongue rolling form her maw with a huff. "I'll give you a reach around later." Taylor fixed him with the most doggish grin she could before flicking her tongue at him. "So..." she started, rolling around a bit since he was still holding onto her privates. "Get the insides set up?"

He sat up and scanned the insides of the RV. It was a royal mess after driving. Bags had been shoved into areas where they couldn't move, pots and pans were throw into the sinks, and bedding was all over the place. Taylor's romp hadn't helped the general mess either. He breathed out a little sigh and watched how his breath puffed at the air. "Okay. You get this cleaned up and I'll get my bed and the heater running."

There wasn't a lot of room to move around in the RV, even less since Taylor could just about take the entire hall (if it could be called that) just by standing in it. Meant that he either had to be in the dinette or up in the over-cab bed lest he bump into it. Which it was fine the first few times it happened. He'd 'bump' into Taylor and give a playful ass grab or half-grind and she'd bump back against him. Then the bumps and grinds got a bit heavier and harder until he found himself either getting knocked back into the cab or nearly bowled over onto the table.

So he retreated to the over-cab while Taylor busied herself with sorting out the kitchen area. Being up there meant that he had to lay down, but he still had plenty of room. Thankfully, whoever Taylor bought the RV from had changed out the mattresses. Part of the trip prep had been taking them out of the bags. Really wouldn't have been able to sleep with those plastic crinkling all night long.

Right now he had to worry about the heater. Popping open the box and fishing everything out. He lay there on his sleeping bag while reading over the instructions. While he'd heard of people rigging these up to run off the RV's propane lines, Taylor had told him that the tank was empty. Something about the guy refusing to fill it up because of safety certifications. Which was fine by him, rather do without and not explode. He had a camp stove, Taylor had grabbed a bunch of bottles for it and the heater.

Luckily, there wasn't much to do with the heater. It was made to be pulled out, pop in a bottle, and fire it up. Just had to find a spot for it, but the previous owner had provided that too. They'd put a little metal plate that could fold over the steps, held up with catch. He hopped down and threw the little plate in place, dropping the heater onto it. After that it was a matter of seconds before the element was glowing and warm air was being shot into the living area. "Got all mine set up here."

Taylor popped her head out of the bathroom, "Got it mostly sorted in here too. Just have a small issue with my butt getting stuck in the shower while I'm trying to organize the cabinets."

"Yeah, looks like you'd have to take a shower in stages in there." Kalo slumped into the dinette's cheap foam embrace and slouched a bit. Rolling his head, he looked out the window at the river outside. Just taking a moment to soak in the sight around them. The RV rocked as Taylor shifted and grumbled within the bathroom, occasionally bouncing off the walls.

She kept at it a bit longer before backing out of the bathroom and down the hall towards him. At which point he couldn't help himself, "Beep, beep, beep, beep." Ears perked and the taur turned towards him with a playful snarl, lips pulling back to flash her teeth.

"Hush, you're just jealous that you don't have a booty like pow!" Tail flicked as she backed up and swung her rump into the seat across from him. Being that the lower half of her body was the size of a very large dog, it took a bit of shuffling and wiggling for her to get most of her body up onto the seat. "Might need to build and extension of something over here."

Kalo eyed the seats, "Probably do it over here. Or maybe get one of those RV couch things? Depends on what's under here I guess." He thumped the box under the seat. "So what about dinner?"

"Dinner sounds good. What'd you bring?"

He shot a sideways look at her, "You loaded everything into the fridge didn't you? You did load the fridge, right, Taylor?" Her ears ticked back as the taur looked this way and that as if trying to avoid his gaze. Eyes narrowed a touch as he fixed her with his best hawk glare.

Now she really couldn't look at him. Guilty or not the look was too intense. "I'm kidding, I loaded everything up, just don't look at me like that!"

"That's better," he got up and sauntered to the kitchen, "What about lights tonight?"

Taylor watched him, ears perking up, "Well, the guy said the house batteries should run the overhead lights overnight. So long as we don't use too many of them." Kalo had his back to Taylor as he rolled his eyes. Of course she wouldn't have checked on that. She'd always been a make do kind of gal anyway. Go on adventure, see what happens, and adapt as needed. More than clever enough to pull it off, but not the most intelligent at times. Or maybe she was, really hard to tell sometimes.

Without power or propane, the fridge was almost entirely useless. So they'd agreed to use it as a pantry. The perishables were stuffed into a cooler and packed tight with ice. Didn't matter that they'd only be here a couple days, they'd packed more than they needed. Never knew if the rig was going to get stuck out here or not.

Dinner was pretty simple. Neither of them were in the mood for much heavy. Sandwiches, chips, drinks. They'd been driving most of the day, which is tiring even if you're just riding along. So it was an early night for the pair of them. Kalo vaulted into his bed and tucked down into his sleeping bag. The entire RV rocked as Taylor got into the corner bed and settled in. He yawned and closed his eyes before settling in. Being rocked on occasion as the taur tossed and turned to find a way to get comfortable. Wasn't the first time he'd fallen asleep around her. So while the whines and grunts and tossing were a little annoying, they didn't keep him awake too long.

Next morning found Kalo huddled up in the sleeping back. Feathers in full ruffle as he shivered against the chill that tried to encroach on him. Seems that the heater had either given out, or had run out of fuel. Peeking from within the warm confines of his sleeping bag, he noted the missing orange glow from where the heater was. He shot it a glare and mumbled, regretting not going to bed with his thermals on. He breathed out a huff and pulled the sleeping bag tighter around his body before sucking it up a moment later.

Out of the warmth and into the the chill that had invaded the RV. Feathers ruffled even more as he felt around in the darkness for a switch. The kitchen light flaring on with eye-squinting brightness. Grumbling, the hawk groped around for a bottle and did his best to swap them out while still mostly asleep.

"Jebus, why is it so cold? Kaloooooo," Taylor howled, "KallloooOOOOooooOOoooooo."

"I'm trying to get the heater up again." He fought with the bottle a bit more. Getting it in and getting it started up. Blessed heat washing against his plumage. It'd still take a bit to get the RV's interior warmed up again though. "Move over, I'm joining you down here." He huffed and practically dove for the corner bed.

Taylor was all wrapped up in her blankets, but wiggled as he swooped in, freeing enough of an edge for the hawk to dive in with her. Regretting only going to bed in his boxers, Kalo pressed his body towards hers with a huff. The pair sharing warmth under the blankets. Even if it was a bit too warm under there. Didn't know what type of stuff that Taylor had for her bedding, but it was practically a sauna under there.

He could only stand it under there for a moment before having to pop his head out with a huff. "Jeeze, what type of blanket do you have? It's sweltering under there."

Forepaws wrapped around him, drawing the hawk against her body as Taylor huffed. "Just hot I guess." The blankets were wadded and folded to cover up the taur, leaving just her nose sticking out from under the mass. Kalo huffed to himself and closed his eyes most of the way, just taking it as her forelimbs laid against him. Beak stretched into a yawn as the hawk wiggled into the bed. Despite claiming to be a Queen, the amount of territory that Taylor claimed, paired with the bed not being as large as it should be, meant that the pair were cuddled rather close. Not that either of them would be complaining about it. Just closing his eyes for a minute to get back to where he was.

A bit of time passed with the pair of them tucked up close to each other. It wasn't the morning or anything that disturbed his cold-interrupted slumber. Rather, it was his bedmate. Taylor had tightened her hold on his shoulders and was pulling at him. Her hindlegs bouncing against his hips and thighs as she breathed out low whimpers and growls in her sleep. The canine's sheath was pressed to the small of his back, cock sliding through his feathers and spitting precum against the small of his back. He knew he got morning wood on a regular basis, but this was ridiculous.

Corners of his beak turned into a frown as he let out a little noise of displeasure. He turned and tried to pull away, prompting the taur to utter a growl as her paws tightened and pulled him back. Taylor's body rolled and hunched against him with a deeper growl, jaws snapping against her pillow. "Taylor," he called, grabbing at the forelimbs. His collie friend only growled in her sleep and kept pushing. Cock grinding through his plumage faster. "TAYLOR!"

"Wha?" came the sleep-addled response, those hips only slightly slowing down as they peppered his back with their frantic thrusts.

"Stop trying to hump me before I bite something!" He squawked, beak scraping against one of her paws. Sweet lord, he was going to be reeking of dog by the end of this. Bad enough that showers would be an iffy thing right now.

Her limbs shifted and the taur threw the blanket back, "Oh..." she trailed off, spotting the hawk who was giving her the evil eye again. "Sorry about that..." she trailed off, biting the corner of her lip with a huff. Paws scraped against his body lightly before somehow managing to pry themselves away from his body. Seeming to take a lot more effort than it should have. "Oh no."

Eyes narrowed a touch, "Oh no? What no? Don't tell me you're going to be like this every morning. Might make the camping trip a little less about enjoying the wilds of nature if you're wanting the wilds of bed every morning."

Taylor panted, "Uhh, this might sound weird, but Kalo? I need you to reach down and touch my pussy. Tell me what it feels like."

He gave her a look before extracting himself from her tangle of limbs. The RV was warm enough now that he didn't mind being out from under the shelter of the blankets. Flicking the blankets away, he snaked his hand down and felt over her lips. "Wet, hot to the touch, maybe a little swollen, why do you ask?"

"Fuck," came the frustrated bark.

Brows arched, "Fuck? What do you mean fuck?" Even though he was worried, he couldn't help but wiggle his fingers against her outer folds.

Even that little tease set her hips jerking with a prolonged, "Fuuuaaawk," from the canine. Tongue rolled from her maw as Taylor let out a louder whine. "Thought I had another week at least." Her body twisted, biting at the pillow with a huff.

"Another week for what?"

She rolled onto her back and kicked all four legs at the ceiling. "Was pretty sure that my heat wouldn't be here for another week. It wasn't here until next week last year!"

Brows bounced, "Oh, well that explains a few things." He pulled his hand away, letting it rest on his side as he looked over his friend. "Well, is there anything special you need to do for it. Or just kinda sit and wait it out?"

Taylor shook her head as she lay there. "Can just sit it out. Fawk, I really didn't expect this. Really didn't expect it to happen either, but you know the RV deal came up and..." she trailed of with a shudder. Head rolling after a moment to look towards him. "Hope this doesn't end up ruining your camping trip, having to deal with this smell all weekend."

Kalo tapped his beak, "I don't have a dog's sense of smell, remember? I smell something in the air and it is getting me a little horny, but..."

She laughed, tongue rolling from her maw. "Wish I could say the same." Her feet pedaled for a moment long before she twisted to look at him. Head upside down and shirt pulled up just enough to show off the underside of her breasts. "Hey, Kalo buddy?" He quirked a brow towards her. "You know you're my bestest best friend ever and I love you lots, right?"

"You want a blowjob don't you?"

Taylor fixed him with that doggish grin, "I would have settled for a hand job, but if you're offering." She twisted around on the bed, getting on her back again.

Well, he had come out and offered it hadn't he? The hawk shifted on the scant space available and leaned in. Didn't really have to do much work to get her excited, her cock already standing out from that plump sheath. Petting the sheath slowly, he coaxed that length out even more before leaning in. Agile avian tongue flicking around the pointed tip of her rocket just in time to catch a shot of pre as it fired. He let out a soft trilling noise and narrowed his eyes a bit.

Pumping her sheath slowly, he let his beak slide down over the length. Keeping it nice and wide open for her member. One had to be careful when getting a sharp bitey bit around a tender fucking bit, but he knew what he was doing. He fed the member right down into his crop and let throat muscles squeeze.

Closing his eyes, Kalo let his head bob slowly against the taur's cock. His low croon shaking muscles around the length and prompting a shallow buck from his friend. Fingers swept along her belly before pressing down, keeping her from bucking too hard just yet. Even that slight restraint had Taylor squirming under him. He kept his hand firm though, stroking her sheath as he bobbed his head. Working further down her length with each stroke until he bottomed out.

And that's where he stayed for a moment. Eyes almost fully closed as he idly stroked over the base of her cock. Feeling how that knot was already stretching her sheath. He pushed it clear with a roll of his thumb, letting his fingers dance over that growing bulge. Kalo could feel how that cock was leaping in his throat each time she shot another jet of that watery precum down his throat.

He was just getting into a nice little rhythm when Taylor twisted and shifted suddenly. The larger taur flipping her body over. Which meant that he was thrown over onto his back, pinned under her bulk and against the bed. Taylor's whine rolled through his body as the taur planted her forepaws on the bed. Back legs scraping off the kitchen cabinets and floor as she began to thrust. He had to shut his eyes and keep them tightly clenched, pinned as he was between her and the bed. It's just her heat, he told himself, let her work it out. Can always get payback on her later.

Instead, he wrapped both hands around her haunches and began to rub them as she pounded his beak. Head twisting just enough to keep his beak from jabbing her in the wrong way. The hawk let his hands slide over her here and there, one trying to find her knot while the other ran around her backside.

Taylor was grunting with each thrust, the noises catching in her throat as a whine before breaking out. He twisted under her a bit and managed to work his hands between their bodies just so. One dancing between her balls and knot as he groaned, narrowing his eyes with a deeper huff. The other moved up behind her and hooked into her pussy again. Two fingers vanishing into that sloppy, slick pussy. Her hips jumped with a low howl, walls clenching against his fingers.

Forepaws grabbed at his hips, kicking up the blankets and tossing them even further as her whines grew deeper. Kalo's hand danced over her balls before grabbing her knot and pumping it. His fingers working even faster in and out of her pussy. Only just able to hear the wet noises of her pussy slurping around his fingers over the thumping and throaty panting from the collie.

It didn't take too long before Taylor let out a howl and bucked forward. Mashing her knot against his hand as her shaft grew. Kalo let his fingers resist the press for a few seconds before popping his grip around it. Squeezing, he let knot grow that last bit before throbbing with lust as it started to fire its load deep down his throat. The hawk breathed out a soft huff around the member and lay there under her bulk. Swallowing lightly around her member as he crooned. A smile crossed his beak as he wiggled his fingers in her pussy. Feeling the rhythmic clenching as she rode out her climax. He smirked and wiggled his fingers faster, drawing a howling gasp from the taur as her hips shook.

Kalo lay under Taylor for a little while as she kept going, her hips rocking against his beak and pressing back to his fingers. He'd pulled his hand away from her pussy, but with the way she was sitting on top of him he couldn't get too far away. Seemed that his choices were either to keep laying there until she got done, or do something about it. And the need to use the toilet won out. So he lifted his legs and wiggled his foot talons against her.

"Whoops sorry." She shifted and pulled off him, that engorged cock pulling out of his beak. Kalo huffed, keeping his eyes closed as she drew away. A bit of her cum shooting against his face as she got off. "And now I've gotta use the bathroom!"

The hawk twisted, "Hey!"

But too late, the taur slammed the bathroom door closed. Which it swung open partially and was slammed again. "Too slow, shouldn't have gotten stuck under me!"He huffed and sat up, barely even having to get out of the bed to reach the kitchen sink. The water might have been icy cold, but it was still good enough to do some clean up around his face.

Standing up, he splashed the icy water on his face with a huff. The hawk rubbed it against his neck and face a bit before shaking the wet out of his feathers. Grabbing the towel off the oven, he quickly used it to dry off his plumage as he grumbled and muttered under his breath. Tail feathers fanned and flicked as he did his best to clean up within that sink. He'd already resigned himself to cleaning up with cold water. Might as well just go for the cowboy shower treatment.

Busy as he was with cleaning up, he didn't notice that the bathroom door was opening. Or that Taylor was sneaking up towards him. He was just ducking his head under the water again when she grabbed his boxers and pulled them down. The collie's muzzle darting under his tail feathers to brush her cold nose against his pucker. He yelped and jumped, but hands pulled at his hips, driving her muzzle against him as her tongue lashed out to dart against his pucker. Kalo breathed out a huff and narrowed his eyes, grabbing at the counter as her tongue lashed over his backside. A couple quick laps before pressing in, worming her way past the muscle with smooth little wiggles of her tongue.

He let her get a few licks in. The taur's swift tonguing quickly making his cock stir against the front of his underwear. Starting to tent the fabric before he pulled away from her and twisted. "Hey! Can't a burd at least go to the bathroom before you start with any of that? Not to mention breakfast?"

Taylor's tail waved behind her as she sat up and gave him a grin, "Breakfast and a fucking? I didn't hear a no to the fucking."

Eyes rolled, "Yeah, sure. Just get breakfast started. If you're gonna be doing that, I at least expect some food before you try to stuff me." He brushed past her on the way back to the closet that claimed it was a bathroom.

"No wine and dine, so beef and breakfast?" He snorted to cover up his laugh, shutting the door behind him.

Taylor's tail continued to thump against the hollow door as she did whatever she needed to do out there. There was no proper hot water, hard to do without propane to heat, but there was one of those little camp ones. Taylor said she'd borrowed it off someone. He stripped off his boxers, only realizing that his clothes were back in the bunk once the cool air washed against his exposed privates. The hawk shivered and huffed, but quickly stepped into the shower and fired up the water heater. She'd hooked the input to the sink already, which meant all he had to do was turn it on, let the water pump do its job, and get some warm water. Although the rig only had a limited tank and the canisters were only so big as well.

Taylor busied herself with cooking breakfast, humming a merry tune to herself that involved some wiggling of her hips and the occasional stomping of her feet. She ignored, or at least tried to ignore, the cock that swayed so proudly under her. Without anything to hold the knot, it'd be down before long but it was still swaying and spitting cum ever so often. One of the problems about being a canine was always the mess that came with a good orgasm.

She knocked a towel onto the floor as she opened up the pantry to dig out some breakfast yums. As she started up the hash browns, she stepped on the towel and did her best to do the 'clean up the cum' dance while not burning the food or splattering oil on herself.

In hindsight a shirt probably would have been a good idea.

Kalo bounced off a wall as the camper rocked with Taylor's dancing. He huffed, but ignored it as he pulled the curtain across so he could shake most of the water out of his plumage. Didn't want to get water everywhere, and it was there so might as well use it. There were towels in surplus, but Taylor would need them more than he would. A few good ruffles and shakes and he'd be fine to air dry. Especially with the heater going on out there.

Getting out was a little tricky. He had to bounce it off Taylor's ass a couple times before she moved enough to let him slip out. Which he only just got out and had the door closed before she swung into him again. Which meant that his bare privates were pressed almost flush against her as she bounced and danced. Meaning that her still warm, if somewhat cooled by her orgasm, slit was grinding against him. The hawk huffed and gave her ass a slap, making the taur yelp and jump. "What happened to breakfast before bumping our uglies?" He clapped his beak and thought about it for a moment, "Should I even do that with you?"

She danced her hindquarters around so that he could get around her and to the dinette booth. Dropping to a corner, he planted his back against the wall. "So how long until you've got breakfast all done?"

"Just starting up on the eggs now. Course could have some fresh ones if you wanted to provide," She grinned at him as she cracked a couple into the pan and wiggled it around. Scrambling the eggs right into the hash browns and peppers in what she called her breakfast mess.

Kalo clicked his beak again, "Got the wrong set of plumbing down there for that one. Plus wouldn't it be a little weird if we were to start eating my eggs?"

Taylor cocked her ears a bit as thought about it for a moment, scraping the pan. "I have always wondered that. Isn't it weird anyway since these are eggs from a bird and you are one as well?" A frown creased her muzzle, "On that subject what about chicken? I've seen you chomping down on your share of fried delights and Thanksgiving." She started to scrape the food into a pair of plates. "And you are the biggest turkey I know of."

"Funny. Birds eat birds all the time you know. Especially raptors like me," He tapped his beak with a finger to emphasize. "Besides," he started, digging into the breakfast; "when's the last time you enjoyed Chinese take-out?"

She slipped into her side of the booth, "That's not funny. Mushu Pork killed my uncle." Fork tapped against the plate a second, "It is tasty though." Scooping up a bit of her mess, she dug into her meal. Ears perked as she looked over the table at Kalo, "Aren't you a little cold though? I mean, I've got my fur and everything, but all you've got is," she wiggled her fork at him, "floof."

He ruffled, "I believe what you mean is high grade, all natural down covering." A couple bites of the food went down before he continued. "And being right in front of the heater helps too."

Breakfast didn't take too long since neither of them really dallied with getting the meal down. Even with the heater it was nice to get something warm in their bellies. Plus, call him whatever you might like, Kalo was a bit eager to get on with the action. Giving Taylor a blowjob was all find and good for her, but there was something about having a bit more action in it all. "So clean up, or sex first?" he asked as he swiped his fork around his plate.

Taylor perked her ears, "Eager, aren't we little birdy?" She giggled and stabbed at a bit of sausage before thinking about it with a hum. "Since you're offering and being so kind. I'll clean up breakfast while you do..." she trailed off and wiggled her fork in return, snapping a bit of meat off the tines when it wafted past her nose; "whatever you have to so you're ready. Not sure if you wanna go and preen, put some lipstick on your beak, or what."

There wasn't much that he'd have to do to really get ready for it all, but he was always glad to not have to do any dishes. "Is this what this weekend is going to be?" he asked as he stood up and dropped the paper plate into the bag they'd hung up for trash. "You bumping and grinding against me, wooing me with breakfast mess before mounting?"

"Truth?" she tilted her head to stare at his ass while he fiddled with the heater. "Once I get a good orgasm, I'm usually fine for an hour or so. So we can do other things once we've had a good romp." She tapped her fork against the table, "By the way, thanks for being so understanding about the whole hermaphrodite weirdness."

Kalo did his best to blow a raspberry, an impressive feat for someone without any lips, "I always knew you were a weird one. This little bit of extra uniqueness won't change that you're my bud." The hawk dropped to the bed and stretched out slowly. Arms lifting over his head as he breathed out a groan. Moving until his back popped in a few places before reclining there. As he moved, he caught Taylor staring at him as he lay there fully in the nude. Corners of his beak turned up into a smile as he braced a foot on the counter and gave a nice long stretch. Showing off his feathery privates as he did so.

Hand traced along his belly and over his crotch. Instead of going right for his member, he let his hand wander a bit lower still until nails tapped against his pucker. A trill rolled up his throat as he arched slowly and smiled, pressing fingers against his back door. Laying his head back, he breathed out a soft moan as fingers began to probe his rear. They didn't bring any lube along the trip, only natural since neither of them had planned on sexy times happening, but there were always ways around it.

Nails clicking off linoleum was his only warning of Taylor's approach. The taur dropping down as her hands ran over his thighs. A low murmur coming from the collie as she leaned in, nudging her nose against his balls before letting her tongue lap against his pucker.

A croon came from the hawk as his fingers kept stroking his pucker slowly, moving along with her tongue as she bathed his rump. Taloned toes wiggling against the counter as he arched towards the licks. He huffed and lifted towards her, groaning as the tongue probed into his body. Wiggling around to relax the muscles before drawing away. Breath caught in his throat as she kept lapping at him, pressing her nose to his taint with little nuzzles before shoving that eager tongue into him.

The hawk let out a groan as his cock jumped, blood rushing to the member as excitement raced through him. Legs shifting apart and body twisting to give his friend more access. Taylor responded by pulling at his thighs and working her nose between his cheeks. Pumping her tongue in and out, gliding it across muscles and against his inner walls. Occasionally, he'd dip a finger into his rear, feeling how tightly the muscles clenched, then draw out and arch towards her with a throaty croon. The canine only diving in with even more vigor as he moaned encouragements.

He didn't want to keep her waiting too long. Personally, he could have let her rim him until her tongue was ready to fall out. Wasn't sure how sure she'd appreciate that in the state she was in though. Tail feathers would make traditional doggy style a little difficult. So he shifted to lay more on his side, lifting a leg up and patting his side with a whistle. "There you go girl, up. Up."

Taylor grinned at him and lurched up, the taur's forepaws wrapping tightly around his body. Pulling at belly and just above the base of his tail. He shuffled with the tug until his hip was hanging off the edge of that corner bed. The taur surged up over him with a low, needy growl as she narrowed her eyes with a deep huff.

Kalo grabbed her pillow and pulled it under his head, watching as the taur hunched over him. Her hips bucking as she hunched forward with throaty pants. A low groan came from the hawk as he watched how she hunched against him. Took a few jabs before her sheath bumped against his body, precum spurting against his feathers as he voiced a soft groan. That pointed tip kept nudging against his body, sliding over his hip, and generally just missing where it was supposed to go. All while just spitting precum everywhere it could with each blind jab.

He stretched and reached down between their bodies to grip her sheath. Taylor's groan grew louder as she pounded against the hand, making it harder for him to line her up. In the end, it was just due to him not being nearly as horny as she was. It was still difficult since he couldn't see what he was having to do. Body wiggled as she kept trying to bounce and thrust against him. Grumbling a little to himself as he craned his head to try and look between their bodies.

That was the trick. She slammed forward as he shifted his body to try and look. Pointed tip nudging against his pucker and hesitating for just a second before driving in.

Moans filled the RV as his muscles clenched around her slender member. Taylor's forepaws grappled tighter and jerked at him to cram every last inch in. Full sac bounced off his body as the taur hefted him from the couch. Driving him back into it with a needful whine. Hammering away at his feathered rump with quick, shallow thrusts that barely even moved her hips.

His head fell back to the pillow with soft moans, growing louder with each passing moment as her flesh began to grow. Shaft thickening and growing until he could really feel it gliding back and forth across his prostate. Then the first little bumps as Taylor's knot let its presence be known. A bum barely larger than her shaft itself at first, it grew thicker with each moment. It wasn't nearly big enough to catch yet, but the way it was popping in and out had him squirming under her.

Kalo's cock pulsed against his thigh, his own precum spilling onto the bed as Taylor rocked his frame with her almost feral rutting. Beak clicked and body rolled as he pushed back, doing his best to imitate a willing bitch for his friend. Clenching muscles against her knot and drawing panting moans from the taur.

Faster, harder, she wasn't showing any signs of slowing down even as her knot began to tug harder at the muscles. Twisted as he had been to guide her in, the avian had his hand in the perfect spot to help her. Trying to catch that knot with his fingers as it slipped away. Taylor was too fast though, she'd always been a runner and it was showing now with just how fast those legs of hers were driving her against him. The high-energy border collie taur giving him all he could handle and then some.

Tail feathers fanned as he twisted on the bed, abandoning the plan to catch her cock and instead opting to fully present himself to the herm. Her nails scratched at his body as he twisted himself, somehow managing to get into a full doggy style position under her. Feathers shoved against her side, knees braced on the bed, and bare feet digging at the floor.

He buried his head against the pillow and let out a groan as she pressed that much deeper. Body shivering as his cock jumped with each and every one of her rapid thrusts. Taylor's forepaws kept shifting and grabbing at him as her upper half fell forward, hands bracing on the bed as she lay fully over him. "Oh fuck, Kalo..." she growled through gritted teeth. "Oh Fuck, Kalo..." Glans hammered his backside now, slapping wetly against the precum and spit-lubed muscle. His hips wiggled back towards her with a muted whine, body shuddering under hers. "OH FUCK, KALO!"

All they needed was that wiggle and a solid thrust. Her knot pressing tight against him before slipping in with a silent pop. Kalo's body jumping at the sudden stretch then clench behind that bulge. Taylor's hunching harder as the canine railed him with every bit of speed she had left. Her whines growing louder and louder until breaking free in a shuddering howl.

Eyes widened as he felt that knot pulsing against his inner walls, throbbing on his prostate as her hot, watery cum flooded his backside. His own member was jumping in response to those pulses, body clenching around her knot as he teetered on the edge.

Taylor shifted, bringing her head down to his cheek to nuzzle and lick at him. "Wow, I needed that..." She gave his head a pat, "Good bird."

"I will bite you," he muttered into the pillow, hips lifted against her crotch still. The taur's balls smacking against his with each of her shallow thrusts. Feathers ruffled and the male breathed out a huffing groan, stretching a hand back under his body to curl around his cock. His fingers slid easily around his tip, gathering up enough precum before sliding down the shaft. Gliding up and down his rigid flesh quickly as his camping buddy filled him up.

"You wouldn't bite me," she declared foolishly, "I'm too lovable and too good of a cook." Taylor planted a kiss to his neck, breasts pressing flat against his back as she hugged him. Completely oblivious to how his hand was flying along his cock now, drawing soft moans from the bird. Each little move or squirm either one of them made sent her fat knot grinding against his prostate. Kalo was in heaven, bliss jolting up and down his spine each time her knot pulsed on his gland. "Oh!" she perked up, "Dishes, should do those since I promised." Taylor's body wiggled above him, "Since we're gonna be stuck like this for a bit, might as well get started on them."

She reared and twisted, kicking a leg up and over his backside as she turned. Her knot rotating sharply in his rump as the dogtaur turned around. With another canine, it'd be perfectly fine. Some yelping and they'd be ass to ass, just as in nature. However, he was not a dog and as such didn't quite have the muscle power to hold her in there.

The twist and subsequent pull as she stepped away from the bed back to the sink made her knot scrape hard against his prostate.

With a hawkish screech of, "FUMMMPH!" as he buried his head in the pillow, Kalo's body shook with his own orgasm. Thick cream splashing against the bed and frame as he huffed. Half-kneeling on the bed to ride out his own bliss, fingers still playing with his shaft to keep it going so he could get out every last drop of seed that he had built up.

A hand cam down on his rear with a gentle pat, "Wow, looked like you needed it too. Although I am not going to be cleaning up that mess. It's all you, flyboy."

He lay on his side gingerly, only too aware of how his backside was aching from the rutting he'd just taken. "Yeah, don't worry about it." Kalo stretched out, looking over at the taur and eyeing up the member that had just been pulled out of him. Hmm, big but that was expected given her size. Maybe he could take her into going again tonight, that way he could keep her until that knot went all the way down naturally. "You do the dishes, I'll get that cleaned up." He stretched out, savoring that post-orgasmic bliss that radiated through his frame.

Taylor planted her foot on the towel that had stayed on the floor since that morning, deciding to thusly christen it the cum rag deluxe, and began to sweep up the mess as she cleaned up from breakfast. Not that there was a lot to clean up anyway. Just the one messy pan really. Cleaned it up quickly before glancing over at her stretched out companion. "I think I might go for a walk. Want to join?"

Kalo stretched slowly and shifted to lay on his back. "I think I might, but in a little bit. Want to get some lazing about done while I can."

She flashed him a playful grin, "Before I make you work some more?" Padding over, she stretched over the lazy bird and pulled a bag out from over the bed. She dropped it playfully on his belly and fished out a new butt flap and sweater.

He grunted and lay there as she pulled stuff out of the bag, watching her. "Although is it a good idea for you to go out in the woods? What if... I don't know, a wolf or something catches your scent?"

Taylor thought about that, her sweater half on. "Well... If a wolf decides to fuck me, then you'll be a uncle to some abominations!" She grinned at him and twisted around, wiggling her butt as she put her flap in place. "I won't go out too far. Just roam around a few spots I used to as a pup. I know this place like the back of my hand." She threw open the door, letting a swirl of cool air into the rig before hopping out and slamming the door behind her. "Hey, that's new!"

"Can't be the uncle if we're not related!" he called after her, laying on the bed. He cast a glance towards the bag on his chest before knocking it over. Just laying there for a long moment and simply relaxing. This is what he'd been wanting to do. Just spent so much time at work wearing himself down to simply continue existing. The chance to go out into the woods and simply relax? How could he pass that up? Part of him had been maybe expecting to get some sex, Taylor was a good friend and they'd teased about it back and forth some here. Granted, the herm thing had been a surprise but he was okay with that. Would have to talk to her about not yanking the knot out there. His butt was still hurting from that.

Rolling onto his side, he looked at the clothes that had spilled out of the bag. Sweaters, Pjs, couple bras, and her butt flaps. Which he'd seen her wearing them plenty of times, but now he had a chance to get a closer look at them. They looked pretty much like a skirt, the type that zipped up the side fully or a couple that buttoned up. It'd been hard to miss watching her wiggle her butt as she put on a harness. Which she had several of them as well. Didn't dare touch any of them, but the skirt itself?

Just looking at it, it looked like a normal enough dress. Still closed up just fine on its own. He lay there in the corner bunk and wiggled the zipper up and down a few times before rolling onto his side. Ever so slowly, Kalo shifted the blinds aside and peered out of the window. No Taylor in sight. Just to be sure, he did a quick circuit of the windows, peeking out of each one before standing before the bathroom door.

There was a full length mirror mounted there. Made sense since the RV didn't have much room, the hall being the largest area. He held the skirt up to his body and checked himself in the mirror. It was large, not surprising, but fit well enough when he wrapped it around his waist. Not fully his size, but when he zipped it up it looked better. The dark blue fabric standing out proudly against his snowy plumage. Granted, it was a bit loose around the waist, but keeping one hand on there solved that problem.

Kalo turned slowly in front of the mirror. Stretching his leg out this way and that as he posed. "Oh looking good there, birdybae." He praised his reflection. Turning and fanning his tail feathers, making the skirt flare up a bit as he did so. A low hum came from the avian as he tried a swish. "What do you think?" he questioned his reflection, "Above the tail or below it?"

Wiggling the skirt off, he tried to adjust it to get under his tail. It was made to handle Taylor's tail so it had a little flap that could be closed around it, but his was much wider. Which meant he had to hook the skirt up under his tail and around his hips to get it to fit somewhat properly. "Hmm..." he thought about it for a second before putting it back. Fanning his tail and strutting as much as he could up and down that hall. Trilling to himself as he posed. "Yeah, better like that."

The hawk strutted along the hall and posed, turning this way and that. Swirling the skirt enough to flash off his privates. "Would you do me?" he asked as he strutted, "I'd do me." Turning on a heel, he kicked a leg up and brought it down on the counter. Leaving him very much exposed before the mirror, his half-hard cock lifting the skirt as he trilled to himself. Easing the skirt back, he lightly ran his fingers over his cock. "What's this? A skirt with a surprise? Who would have thought that the sexy hen was packing such a thing under that cute little number?" He trilled at himself and angled his head back, staring at his own reflection with narrowed eyes and a soft moan as he played with his member.

"The hen, it's a trap!"

Kalo squawked and jumped, spinning around and nearly tripping over himself. No one in sight, but he heard feet on the ground outside. Taylor popping open the door and peeking in with a grin. "I couldn't resist. But Kalo I am surprised at you. I go for a walk down to the river, come strolling back up and spot you flaunting around in front of the mirror in one of my flaps? How could you?" She folded her ears back and put on her best hurt look. Not that it lasted for more than a second before her maw split into a wide grin. Tongue rolling from her maw, "If you'd asked, I would've brought a couple in your size." She craned her head to look over him a bit as her tail swayed behind her. "DO have to wonder why you're putting it on though."

He rubbed the back of his head, "Well... it was kinda there and was curious so thought I might as well try them on."

"Uh huh, and that explains the boner how?" Yeah, she didn't believe him for a second. A giggle came from the taur as she twisted her body around within the confines of the camper. She tried to do a sexy walk as she was, but it was difficult to make a three-point turn seductive. Taylor cast a look backwards at him and grinned nice and wide, "Well if you've got it, why not put it to use?" Her tail flicked to the side as she stepped her hind legs apart. Reaching back, she flicked her flap up enough to show off her pussy, juices still glistening on the outer folds.

Brows bounced as he looked over her presented rear. Finger hovering at the edge of his stolen garment. "Getting insatiable aren't you?" A roll of her body showed off her hips, tail waving with a steady wag as if to waft her scent at him.

She laughed, "Well, you've got it so might as well use it rather than just keep you waiting." Eyes danced down to where he was undoing the skirt, "Kalo? Keep it on."

That made his brows bounce again, but he wasn't going to argue. Stepping up, he rested a hand on her haunch as he lifted the skirt to reveal his manhood. Despite being a taur, Taylor was roughly the same height that he was. Which meant that she was almost at the perfect height to get with just like this.

Pressing his tip against her entrance, he toyed with her folds for a second before pushing into her. He groaned and she yelled in pleasure, her walls clenching tightly around his girth. Taylor hunched forward and grabbed the front seats and held on tight as she bumped back towards him. He drew back when she bucked, taking his time to slide his full length into her. She was a bit wet when he first pushed in, but in the couple thrusts it took him to sheath his cock in her, she was completely soaked. Walls squelching around his member as she grew even tighter against him.

A their bodies began to drive against one other, she grew hotter inside. Her walls going from warm to hot to an inferno. Liquid heat surrounding him and soaking into his length, making him tremble as his lust spiked. She groaned and hunched back towards him her heat spiking in a different way than it had when he'd played with her penis. After all, it was one thing to play with a part that liked a good fucking and another to play with the part that needed a good fucking.

Nails dug into the front seats as she hunched forward, closing her eyes and panting like the bitch in heat she was. Body torn between bracing itself and wanting to drive back into her partner. Kalo tightened his grip on her hips, fingers curling over her thighs as he breathed out a throaty groan. Eyes closed and tail twitching as he kept his thrusts shallow and quick. Rocking his length in and out of her clinging folds.

Even with his sense of smell, it was impossible to miss that scent now. The copper-tinged aroma that tried to spark something deep in him. Didn't matter if he was the wrong species, it was made to do one thing and it was doing just that. His cock twitched inside her body as that need that burned her body began to affect him. Stepping in close, he kept his thrusts quick and shallow as he uttered a noise that hovered between a hiss and a growl.

Fingers scratched and pulled at her as he huffed. Beak snapping and a call threatening to break free at any given instant. He quickly lost track of just how long they'd been at it. A few seconds? A minute? It was impossible to tell. The entire world centered on the pair of them as he drove against her harder now. Feathery balls bouncing off her stretched lips. Churning with the seed waiting to be planted deep in her.

A howl ripped from the taur, her entire body bowing as her climaxed crashed against her. The noise lifting into a series of yelp-like calls as she bounced back against him. Kalo hissed something and smacked her ass, drawing Taylor against him harder in response. Her yips turning into throaty grunts, tongue hanging from her maw as the collie bounced and drove back towards him with more and more need. Not stopping even as her juices dripped over his balls and soaked their groins.

Kalo's beak dropped in a screech as he came. Slamming himself deep into her body as he unloaded all that thick avian seed into her body. Cock jumping with each blast as her walls gripped and drew over his length, milking him for his cream.

He kept a tight hold on her backside as he tried to calm down from the rush. Feathers ruffling and shaking as the hawk came down from his orgasmic high. Taylor's hips were steady as a rock, holding herself absolutely still for her partner right as he gave her his all. Slowly, she lifted her head and looked back at him with that open mouthed, tongue rolling smile that only a dog could pull off. "That was amazing, Feather butt. You remembered to pull out, right?"