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This story was written for Reyfar. It contains M/M sex between a trio of consenting adults, and warm, wintery fun in abundance. :3

The Right Kind of Cold

For the best part of a year since booking it, and several years prior to that in anticipation of a time when he was able to afford such an indulgence, Reyfar had been so excited to visit Scotland. To visit its lush pine forests, stare in awe at the beautiful vistas of its snow covered mountains, and of course to use the opportunity to learn how to ski amidst the wintery glens. Now, finally, he was there. Living his dream half a world and two seasons away from the summer sun of his Australian home, sitting in a ski bar with a glass of single malt in hand and an open log fire crackling and snapping close by after his first day venturing out onto the slopes. He should have therefore been ecstatic. He should have been out of his mind with delight at having made one of his lifelong dreams come true at last. And yet, the fennec fox wasn't beaming from ear to large, radar-dish ear. He wasn't smiling with satisfaction or contentment, indeed he wasn't actually smiling at all while he sipped on his whisky. What Reyfar was doing however, even here within the insulated and fire-warmed embrace of the chalet bar, was shivering. Shivering from the bitter cold that had forced him to retreat inside after barely an hour on the slopes, and frowning, inwardly cursing himself over and over again all the while as he remembered the biting ache of the cold which seemed to cut right through his ski-suit and passed like nothing at all through his short, non-insulating coat of golden fur. He sipped again at his whisky, revelling in the peaty burn at the back of his throat but still wincing as once more he felt his ears sting at the very memory of the bitter winter wind whipping across them like icy knives opening up cuts in the sensitive, exposed flesh. Chilling him to the bone as the blood flowing through his ears was rapidly cooled, then rendering those large and sensitive appendages unpleasantly, disconcertingly numb as in self-defence his body tried to limit that blood flow and thus any further unwanted cooling. Even now, a full thirty minutes after excusing himself from the skiing lesson he had been so looking forward to when finally the cold had gotten so intense Reyfar had actually felt a little worried for his own safety, the fennec was still trembling as his body fought to warm itself up again. Sure it was warmer in the lodge, but only by Scotland's wintery standards. It was perhaps seventeen or eighteen degrees celcius inside, but after being exposed to the negative temperatures outside that might as well have been seven or eight to the fennec. It baffled him that others around were sitting and chatting as they ate and drank in shirt-sleeves and jeans, while he was still wrapped up in a thick thermal jacket and the same insulated ski trousers he'd been wearing on the slope. What made Reyfar even more curious and even more confused than how others were able to bear that cold though, was how he hadn't foreseen this problem coming. How had he been so utterly blind in his enthusiasm for visiting Scotland and learning to ski that he had not for even a moment considered that his species was one acclimatised for the heat, not the cold. How had it not crossed his mind that an Aussie winter might not feel quite the same as one in a country with totally different geography and weather patterns, and that his body might feel more than a little bit unequipped to handle it as a result? He could have sat there for the rest of the day lamenting is own short-sightedness, and might well have done as he realised that he had another four days here before he was meant to set off on the more widespread, sightseeing leg of his holiday. Another four days of deciding whether to attempt and probably fail at enduring the cold outside, or just sitting around the lodge drinking and watching everyone else do precisely what he had come here to do, and failed so hard at achieving. But thankfully for Reyfar's sake, and probably that of his liver too as he took another sip of whisky and realised that his glass was almost in need of a refill, something drew his attention enough to at least temporarily distract him from both the lingering cold within his body and his persistent doubts about the wisdom of this entire holiday and all the time and money he had invested into it. Looking up and across the length of the bar to try and attract the bartender's attention, Reyfar's eyes were almost magnetically drawn to the couple standing at the far end of the bar. Though, really in that moment only one of them was standing, a tall snow leopard with a truly gorgeous, lush tail looming over a shorter man who was half leaning on, half pinned up against the bar. The snowy white furred ermine squirmed visibly in delight as the figure whom Reyfar could only imagine was his partner kissed him tenderly, unabashedly in front of the whole lodge, then leaned in a little closer still and whispered something to the smaller of the pair. Even from the distance separating them across the bar, Reyfar could see the way the ermine's cheeks began to glow under his fur. Thus the fennec too found himself blushing as that other man giggled and nodded eagerly, a plan for the future having clearly been made in that moment before he turned, allowing the snow leopard to ever so briefly and lightly smack his ass before they leaned over the bar side by side and garnered the bartender's attention to take their order. It didn't take long for their drinks to be seen to, a beer for the snow leopard and a measure of one of the other whiskies that Reyfar had on his mental list to try during this trip for the ermine. As soon as they were sorted the bartender wandered over to the fennec, and just a short while later Reyfar was sipping on his next glass of whisky while his previously chilled ears remained perked and attentive, unable to help but listen in to the conversation taking place between the two attractive men to his right. He didn't normally make a habit of eavesdropping on people of course, but in that moment the fennec was looking for any reason not to feel sorry for himself, and finding himself interested in this pair seemed as good a reason as any to let his mind focus on something else. Both men spoke with Scottish accents, though the snow leopard's accent was definitely tinted with something else too, but while the pleasant tone of their words certainly delighted Reyfar, it was the content of their words which had him smirking bashfully into his own glass before long, and the insides of his ears starting to glow tangibly warm and red. "We should have just stayed out there, it's too beautiful to be cooped up inside. Should've just slipped off the beaten path a wee bit once our session was over, to the edge of the forest. Just the two of us and the snow." "Aye, perhaps. But I really dinnae care where we are. Forest or not, inside or out, I know you've always got wood for me. It's why I love you." Reyfar almost snorted into his whisky as he heard them murmuring back and forth, the two men being quiet about their playful teasing of one another of course but not quiet enough toe escape the fennec's sensitive ears. While he was able to control his own vocal exclamations of amusement and approval though, there were certain parts of his body the fennec was unable to manage. His tail wagged. His ears and cheeks continued to glow hotter. And although he was ever so careful not to glance their way, not to make it in any way obvious that he was listening to and enjoying their casual, loving flirtations, he apparently wasn't subtle enough in his surveillance. "Wanna head back to our cabin after we finish these?" The snow leopard purred to his partner, Reyfar trembling, though not from the cold this time at the rumbling tenderness in his voice, layered with the delightful implications of what they were going to do when they got back there. "Sounds good, aye." The ermine responded, pausing for a moment, just a moment as he and the feline shared a look which Reyfar couldn't see, before continuing. "And, perhaps we can take that wee pup sitting at the other end of the bar back with us, before his ears get so red that someone throws him out into the snow as a fire hazard." Reyfar's eyes bulged, and this time he did choke slightly on his next sip of whisky. Thankfully though a hand soon appeared on his back, gently patting him between the shoulder blades as he fought for breath while his lungs and throat alike burned with the unexpected surge of whisky down his gullet. While it wasn't the most graceful way to introduce himself to someone new, the fennec fox supposed that at least he could claim that some of the redness on his face was due to the choking, rather than just to knowing precisely why the ermine now slipping up onto the bar stool right next to him was sitting there. "You okay there?" The ermine asked warmly, regarding Reyfar with a familiarity that would have been entirely inappropriate had he not clearly known that the fennec had been listening to him and his partner talking about their sex life, and enjoying every word of it. Clearing his throat once again as he nodded bashfully, Reyfar responded simply, but with genuine gratitude for the concern. "Y-yeah, thanks." He saw the ermine's ears twitch, and further down the bar, now that he was looking that way, the snow leopard's tail quiver in delight. The man seated closer to him murmured in apparent approval. "Ooh, that's a braw accent you've got there. Australia, or New Zealand? Sorry if it should be obvious, I've never been to that part of the world." The fennec's face burned hotter, his ears glowing brighter still. "Australia. And, it's okay. I'm still g-getting used to the accents here too. Though, yours is very nice as well." Grinning, the ermine glanced over to the snow leopard for just a split-second, then back again as though he'd received his answer from the feline's smile. "Well aren't you a wee charmer. Would you like to join me and my boyfriend while we finish our drinks? We could give you some tips on how to translate if you go any further north and hit full Doric dialect, or if you plan on going to Fife or Glasgow. No pressure though, if you're just hanging out, or if you're waiting for someone?" The ermine's voice was respectful as he gave Reyfar a free and clear way out of this conversation and its flirtatious undertones. At the same time though his tone made clear that he sincerely hoped Reyfar wasn't busy, and a handsome smile blossomed across his muzzle when the fennec reassured him of that fact. "Oh, uh... n-no, I... I'm not waiting for anyone else." As soon as he'd said it, worded the way he did, Reyfar's face flushed brighter still at the implication of his own words. It seemed like the ermine caught it too, because he didn't just smile as he waved his partner over to join them, he grinned, and shuffled his bar stool up even closer to the fennec's own. "Well, I'm very glad to hear that. And, I'm very glad to meet you. I'm Alec. This is Andrew." Sticking out a hand, the ermine shook Reyfar's paw with a warm, friendly squeeze that lasted just a little too long to be free from additional meaning, and a few seconds later the snow leopard, Andrew did the same, slight elongation of the physical contact included. "I'm Reyfar. Pleased to meet you too. B-both of you." The fennec murmured bashfully as the two men leaned upon the bar, drinks in hand, and looked at him with unabashed eagerness and barely restrained desire. "Oh, you will be." Andrew murmured, his first words to the fennec drawing a muffled squeak from Reyfar's lips, and a snort of amused delight from Alec. He looked around, elbowed his lover in the ribs, but almost immediately afterwards turned back to Reyfar, and let his right hand slide across the bar to where the fennec was holding his whisky glass... tracing his fingers tenderly, playfully across the blushing, trembling fennec's own. "Sorry about Andrew. Though, to be fair... he's not wrong." Alec sipped his own drink while still stroking Reyfar's hand. At the same time, Andrew put an arm around the ermine's torso and started to cuddle up against him, nibbling and kissing at his neck from behind while making lingering, intimate eye contact with the fennec. Reyfar swallowed thickly. He blushed, beamed, and when a few seconds later he pulled his hand away from the snowy white paw of the ermine he did so not to escape his touch, but only so that they could all finish their drinks that much faster, and get to whatever was going to happen next. ********* By the time Alec and Andrew had led Reyfar out of the lodge and across ten minutes of snowcovered pathways to their own private cabin, the fennec was shivering and whimpering at the cold biting at his ears and frankly all over his unprepared body once again. As they led him inside their wooden framed sanctuary though, he didn't have nearly as much time to stew and wallow in his chilliness as before. The ermine kissed him before the front door was even shut, and no sooner had his sharp, somewhat frigidly chilled ears heard it slam loudly and a key turn within its lock, Reyfar found himself whining not due to the cold and its discomfort but in longing and desperation as a pair of arms playfully yet forcibly dragged him out of Alec's embrace, and the snow leopard dragged him into a kiss of his very own just seconds later. Blushing, whining, giggling as the two men passed him back and forth between them like a mutually cherished toy, Reyfar found himself being guided by one or another set of ever present hands upon his body. Led through a hallway thankfully more well heated than the more open plan and spacious lodge interior, before Alec dragged him through a doorway and into another, even deeper kiss as he stumbled in to what had to be the lovers' bedroom. "O-oh... yes..." Reyfar whined and blushed, wishing he could have said something more meaningful than that moan as Alec's fingers began to tease at the zipper of his jacket while from behind he felt Andrew's hands on the waistline of his insulated ski-trousers. While there really wasn't anything else he could say to these men whom frankly he barely knew though, the intensity and sincerity of his gasps were undeniable as Alec continued to kiss him while casting off his jacket and immediately starting to tug at the thick sweater beneath it. Piece by piece, layer by layer his clothes were removed in rapid succession, and though just a few minutes ago Reyfar would probably have begged to be allowed to keep it all on in order to keep from freezing, in that moment he was ever more glad as each garment was pulled aside and the two taller men before and behind him found more and more bare flesh to caress, fondle and squeeze within their eagerly wandering paws. No sooner was Reyfar naked, t-shirt and boxer-briefs being pulled off at the same moment by two equally eager sets of hands, he heard the two men growl and giggle as briefly they played a little tug of war with him. Alec clutched at one arm and Andrew at the other, and though they most certainly didn't pull hard enough to do any harm to the fennec their mutual eagerness to be the first to handle his nude form only served to make sure that by the time Andrew let go and Reyfar toppled with a yelp first into Alec's arms, then down in a heap with the ermine upon the bed, he was rock hard and quaking with longing. "F-fuck. Oh, fuck..." The fennec's eyes widened, he grunted, then yelped aloud as Alec rolled him over onto his back, and from where the ermine was kneeling beside him wrapped a hand around Reyfar's cock, starting to squeeze and stroke without the slightest hesitation. Alec loomed forward over Reyfar, and a moment later the fennec's toes were curling, his back arching, thrusting his lean torso up against the other man as teasingly, tenderly the ermine started to suckle upon his nipples where they were protruding through his short, pale golden fur. "Don't stop. Oh, Alec. Y-yes..." Reyfar whined and huffed as the ermine tended to him, and yet even as he reached up and gently held a hand around the back of Alec's head to urge him to remain in place, he felt his attention being divided and his gaze drawn away from the handsome ermine's hard work. His inability to focus however came with good reason. As the ermine tended to his urges, Andrew was stripping himself naked beside the bed. Removing his clothes not with utilitarian swiftness, but with a purposeful flow which not only drew the fennec's gaze, but made Reyfar utterly certain that the striptease was solely for his benefit. Soon the snow leopard was as naked as the fennec himself, his taller, slightly more athletically broad body already enough to make Reyfar physically drool even before the fennec accounted for the stiff cock twitching between his legs, somewhat longer and substantially thicker than the fennec's own already amply sized shaft. He watched as Andrew joined him and Alec on the bed, and moaned in brief dismay as Andrew reached out, took a gentle hold of his wrist and lifted it away from the back of Alec's head. No sooner had he done so though, murmuring to the ermine softly as he continued to shuffle forward, Reyfar realised he had no reason whatsoever to feel as though he was being denied. "Show Reyfar what you've got, dear. Although, he may be a bit busy to notice..." Alec chuckled and scooted off the bed, immediately and far more swiftly than his partner beginning to strip. Reyfar might have moaned, he might even have asked him to slow down and let him enjoy the show given what Andrew had done and what the snow leopard had just intimated to his partner. But, before he could figure out what if anything to say at all, the snow leopard straddled the upper portion of his chest, thrust his hips forward, and began to rub his cock and balls against Reyfar's flushed, panting face until with a gurgling cry of delight the fennec surrendered any other thoughts he might have had in mind and began to lavish kisses, slurps and strokes of his tongue all over the snow leopard's substantial cock and swollen, rich, masculinely scented balls. "Ahh... god, Alec... h-how do you always know to pick such good cock suckers?" Andrew huffed and moaned to his lover, glancing over his shoulder as he reached down with one hand and playfully caressed one of Reyfar's ears in encouragement, hips thrusting as the fennec gurgled and began to suckle more devotedly and with single minded focus on the snow leopard's cock. He could still feel Andrew's balls slapping gently against the base of his chin as he worked the other man's cock, and to his delight the snow leopard's lush tail started to sweep back and forth across his lower body in a way that brushed and teased his own straining, twitching erection. More and more though all that Reyfar could think about was that cock between his lips, already beginning to dribble pre-cum over his tongue and down his throat as it thrust in and out. All he could picture himself doing was continuing to please it, to worship it's perfect thickness and rich, salty taste, its unmistakable scent which filled his nostrils as his muzzle was plunged into Andrew's pubic fur while the head of the snow leopard's cock itself pressed against the back of his throat, throbbing and almost making him gag on the sheer size of it. Just before Reyfar could lose himself wholly to that one action and surrender his passions to that one male alone though, Andrew pulled back. In fact he didn't just pull back, he pulled his body, glistening, saliva and pre-cum stained cock and all entirely away from Reyfar's body, and shuffled off to one side again as Alec rejoined them on the bed. The fennec groaned and whimpered hungrily as the two men leaned over him and kissed one another deeply, muzzles entwining, Andrew's hands raking through the lush fluff of the ermine's white furred chest while Alec tousled the snow leopard's headfur. Reyfar gurgled and moaned in desire as he watched the two men's cocks twitching, tips rubbing against one another, frotting teasingly and both dripping pre-cum down onto the fennec's short furred, flat stomach. Before long though both the taller, stronger, fluffier men looked down at the quivering, blushing fennec between them, and they grinned as they watched Reyfar panting and squirming at the very sight of them, while his own cock throbbed and drooled in impatient longing, standing proud and rigidly upright from his sheath. "So..." Alec whispered teasingly to the fennec as both he and his partner lowered themselves down to the bed either side of Reyfar, a cock rubbing up against each of the fennec's thighs as they shuffled themselves and Reyfar around a little until they were able to pull the covers out from beneath themselves, and surround their trio of bodies with the bedding's comforting warmth. "...which of us do you wanna fuck first? And, dinnae feel bad for your answer whatever it is. Trust me, pup, if we have anything to say about it, we'll both get a turn." The fennec shook with delight as the two other men cuddled up even more intimately against him, both nuzzling and kissing at the sides of his face, both rubbing their cocks against his legs and hips while their hands roamed across his bare body, no longer cold but burning hot beneath the sheets and more importantly beneath their touch. "I..." Reyfar whined as he looked from ermine to snow leopard, from Alec to Andrew, and fought to make a choice. "I w-want..." He moaned feverishly, unable to believe that he had such a wonderful choice to make, but also distraught that he had to make it at all. Thus, perhaps there was no surprise when finally he did give his answer, and it was the only thing that felt remotely true and right to him in the moment. "I want both of you. N-now. Please." The fennec begged as he reached an arm down to each of the other men's crotches, and squeezed their cocks in pleading, teasing unison within his grasp. Their eyes widened, both Andrew and Alec let slip a simultaneous groan of pleasure, and a few seconds after that as Andrew growled and purred in abject delight, Alec chuckled, kissed Reyfar on the cheek once again, and whispered both his and his partner's mutual response. "And that, pup... is precisely the right answer." ********* The next morning, Reyfar awoke with three main thoughts in his head. Firstly, the realisation of where he was, and the subsequent awe that accompanied realising everything that had happened the previous day truly had happened. Lying with Andrew's cock buried in his ass and his cock buried in Alec. The ermine fucking him doggystyle while the snow leopard fucked his face, the two men kissing over his whimpering, moaning body between them. The lovers passing him back and forth between them, or claiming him for themselves while the other rested, barely giving Reyfar a second of his own to do so whether he was spent or not, until finally at some point well after darkness had fallen, they had presumably all passed out and let one another sleep through the night in a hot, sticky heap beneath the blankets. Secondly, he realised that he was currently alone in the bed, and that it was light out. Not just that there was a light turned on in the room, but with unmistakable natural sunlight streaming in over the bed and his exposed face resting upon the pillows. And thirdly... that although his body was still warm and cosy beneath the covers, his face and ears were absolutely freezing, a fact which made sense as he lifted his head ever so slightly to peer across the room, and saw Alec's bare ass outside the balcony's sliding glass doorway, the door open and thus letting the frigid morning air sweep into the bedroom. "Oh, morning pup!" Turning his head as the fennec yipped and buried his nose under the sheets to try and warm his face up again, Alec beamed and beckoned Reyfar over. "C'mon. Come look at Andrew. Maybe if he gets to show off for someone other than me he'll come inside before he gets caught and I have to go bail him out." Reyfar looked around the room, spotted a large fluffy dressing gown hanging on the back of the cabin's bedroom door, and with his morning wood bouncing before him launched himself out of bed and over to it as though trying to outrun the cold. Even wrapped up in its warm cotton, he couldn't believe what he was doing as he stepped out onto the snow covered balcony, whining as he felt the snow crunch beneath his bare toes and staring at Alec in wonder as the fluffy ermine stood there not just naked, but openly erect and stroking his cock gently as he leaned against the balcony rail, fully visible to the mountainside beyond and anyone who might have been on it. Thankfully though in that moment there seemed to only be one figure out on the mountain beside the cabin. A small speck in the distance, approaching them from the same direction that footprints were leading away from the cabin in a manner that let even Reyfar's chilled and reeling mind know probably identified the figure as Andrew rather than a stranger. He got closer, and closer, moving very fast in a way that confused Reyfar until his brain kicked into gear again, and he gasped as he realised what he was looking at in the distance, though rather rapidly approaching. Sliding perfectly from side to side in a wide slalom pattern, sending up waves of snow as he turned back and forth while descending the slope, Andrew was mounted upon a snowboard, and he was good. No. He was fucking incredible. Yesterday thanks to the cold distracting him and stiffening his muscles Reyfar had barely been able to stand on his skis, but Andrew moved with such grace and fluidity on his snowboard that it seemed like a mere extension of his natural body. And, god... what a body it was, glinting in the morning sun, so beautiful, so incredible to behold, and so very, very naked. "O-oh god..." Reyfar moaned as he saw the snow leopard getting closer to them, and realised that not only was Andrew snowboarding nude, he was both erect and stroking his own cock with one arm as he held out the other for balance. Almost without thinking about it, cold be damned, the fennec opened up the front of the dressing gown, pulled out his cock, and started to stroke it just as Alec already was to the sight of the approaching feline. "Aye, I know, right?" Alec moaned in equally delirious awe, pumping his own cock faster and faster within his grasp as Andrew swept up alongside the cabin with a whooping cheer of success, grinding to a halt directly beneath the balcony and allowing himself to flop over onto his back in the freshly fallen powder like a board-strapped snow angel, arching his back and continuing to masturbate himself shamelessly for his audience while they did the same to him. "Fuck, that's... that's so fucking hot... but, isn't he freezing cold? Even with all his fur..." Reyfar moaned to Alec as Andrew sat up, unfastened the straps of his snowboard, and began to laugh and show off for the two of them as he rolled around in the snow, humping it, scooping up handfuls of snow and thrusting his cock between what rested within his hands. The ermine's only immediate response however was to let go of his own cock, and in spite of Reyfar's pleading whimpers to tease and coax the dressing gown entirely off of the fennec's body. Alec tossed it aside, and only then did he scoop a little snow off the balcony's edge with one hand, before wrapping that snow covered hand around Reyfar's twitching cock. An echoing yelp rang out across the mountain, but not a cry of pain or anger. One of shock of course, but excitement, unexpected and overwhelmed arousal. Reyfar trembled, moaned, and closed his eyes to keep himself from cumming right then and there as the ermine rapidly and skilfully pumped his cock within his snow-filled, though now rapidly melting grasp. But as he heard Andrew continuing to laugh and cavort in the snow down below, and Alec started to whisper into his ear while still masturbating him, everything started to make sense. "Aye, of course he's cold. I am too. Freezing. But... it's the right kind of cold, pup. That's what makes it fun. What makes it feel good, rather than just a pain in the ass. The kind of cold you can enjoy, because you know that the colder you get... the hornier you get too, knowing that soon you'll get to warm up again, in all sorts of fun ways. A nice hot shower. A bundle of fresh towels and a big cuddle-pile. A hot muzzle to breathe some heat back into your cock, or a tight ass to squeeze you and milk you until you're not cold any more. Until you're on fire. Understand?" Reyfar whimpered happily, and eagerly, sincerely, he nodded to the ermine as they both watched Andrew struggle to his feet, panting, blushing, letting go of his cock as it bounced and quivered not like he was bored or too cold to carry on, but like he didn't dare touch it any more for fear of cumming. The snow leopard looked up at them, licked his lips lustily, and after picking up his snowboard he darted around the side of the cabin and out of sight. "He'll be with us soon. All cold and wet, in need of some body heat." Alec whispered once again, still stroking Reyfar's cock, his hand still cold though the snow had all melted, the last of the icy water dripping down to the fennec's tightly drawn up but deliciously aching balls. "So, do you wanna go inside, into the warm to meet him at the front door?" Reyfar was about to nod, to whimper in gratitude and hope, and to turn and run back into the relative warmth of the bedroom right then and there. Except, he didn't. He blushed. He panted. He stared down at the ermine's hand on his cock, and reached out with one trembling, cold hand to grasp Alec's own as though he couldn't understand why he wasn't holding it, stroking it already. And as he shook his head while starting to jerk off one of his two new lovers, he whispered an alternative plan to Alec instead. "We could do that. O-or... we could wait for him to come out here, a-and then... then we could all jerk each other off. Right here, together over the edge of the balcony... u-until... ohhh, yes... until we all cum into the snow..." Alec grinned, and moaned in excitement as he and the fennec both heard the cabin's front door open, close again, and shaky, hurried foosteps making their way towards the bedroom. Towards them. "Ahh, god, Reyfar..." The ermine groaned in elation, staring in delight and quite frankly with pride at the panting, blushing fennec fox. "...that's so, so fucking hot."

By Jeeves