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Falco's New Friend

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Marque hummed to himself as he practiced with his scythe, Telerium. It was something he often did to clear his mind. Watching the blade cleave through the air with ease gave him a sense of calm. Swinging it back and forth, the canine was soon getting lost in his motions, watching the end of his weapon dance through the air. There was enough room in his house to practice complex motions. His mind soon wandered, conjuring up the image of a powerful foe standing before him. Marque stood tall, the last defense against the menace. He swung his scythe but the villain was quick to sidestep and catch him off guard. Thinking quickly, Marque jumped back on top of his couch, dodging the incoming hit. Smirking, Marque jumped in the air and swung his blade down. Victory was his the moment his blade cleaved through his foe. But upon landing on the ground, it shook violently. The canine gasped as his grip faltered and he fell to the floor. The shaking soon stopped, leaving Marque very confused. Sure, he had mystical powers, but it was nothing like that...

Something out his window caught his attention. Looking out, Marque's breath caught in his throat. Right outside of his home was that most incredible sight. A spaceship firmly lodged into the ground. Plumes of smoke came from the burners and boosters, making Marque very concerned. He was sure whoever was in the vehicle would need help after a landing like that. Taking hold of his scythe, Marque ventured out of his home. Upon opening the door he was met with mounds of dirt that were kicked up from the crash. But the state of the lawn was something to worry about some other time. The pink canine approached the ship, inching closer and closer. He considered calling out to it, asking if whoever was inside needed help. But before he could make such a request the cockpit opened up with a creak and hiss.

Marque narrowed his eyes to see who was inside but the night sky aided in shrouding the cockpit in complete and total darkness. He stepped close enough to hear a deep grunt. Yet another creak was heard, followed by a loud 'woosh' that made the canine turn around. Now he wasn't sure what was going on but a quick glance back at the cockpit showed it was completely empty.

"Huh? Where-"

A heavy thump sounded behind the canine. In response he turned around and brandished his weapon, sure that he was facing a real life foe. But to his surprise, he was met with a blue bird. The bird in question was heavy set, bearing a large gut. Despite that, the avian seemed rather nimble, being able to jump from the ship and behind him in a single bound.

The avian by the name of Falco was still in a bit of shock. While soaring through the boundless reaches of space, he figured it was a good idea to fly right into a meteor belt, challenging himself to dodge them all. Things were going great at first, until a drifting rock smashed right into his thrusters. Taking heavy damage in an instant, Falco had no choice but to steer himself to the nearest planet. He was lucky that Earth was so close by but that didn't mean it would be an easy task. With his thrusters and soon his boosters out of commission, Falco had no way of properly easing the nosedive he was soon in. How he actually made it out with his feathers intact, the avian had no idea.

But just when it seemed that his worries were over, here was this dog guy pointing a scythe at him. Well, if he wanted a fight, it was lucky that Falco was in the mood. He huffed and ran at the other male. Before Marque was even ready, there was a burly avian barreling towards him. Thinking quickly, the canine rolled out of the way. But that meant abandoning his weapon. Despite meeting nothing at all, Falco wasn't fazed, turning right away and grunting.

"I guess I see I'm not the only fast one around here," Falco chuckled. "You're no ordinary fighter... No. You must be one of those bounty hunters that escaped from us."

"Bounty what?" Marque asked, tilting his head.

"You might have gotten away the last time, but I'm gonna turn you in this time... But we can avoid all of this if you tell me where your boss is hiding," Falco offered.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Marque said again, taking a step back as he was rushed down again. With his scythe too far away, the pink canine had no choice but to put his paws up and summoned a thin wall of blue magic. Despite how fragile it looked when Falco crashed into it and gave a strong kick, the shield held firm. Falco growled and kicked against the walls of magic over and over again, actually managing to make dents and cracks into the surface. Cutting his losses, Marque rolled back again as the shield shattered. Clapping his paws together, the canine invoked the power of his scythe. The weapon disintegrated into blue dust that swirled towards its owner. In his paws, the bladed weapon materialized.

Falco skid to a stop, seeing his opponent was now armed, the avian changed his tactics. Close combat wasn't very effective against the nimble canine and his majicks. While he stood just a few feet away, Falco thought about the next thing he had to do. It was obvious that the longer the fight was going to do, the more tricks the canine would pull from his sleeves. Instead, Falco decided that he would end it all in one swift move. Rather than run at the other male again, the avian took to the air. Once again, Marque was caught off guard. Soon the blue creature was falling right towards him. Thinking quickly once again, Marque dispelled his weapon and summoned another shield. But it was no good against the heavy male. Upon contact, the spell was broken and Falco came down on the yelping canine.

Pinning underneath the weight of Falco's butt, Marque had no way of invoking another spell. All he could do was struggle and attempt to escape, a fruitless effort. Above him, Falco chuckled as he could feel his captive's actions. But there was something that struck him as odd. He was sure that the canine was one of the bounty hunters they were battling some time ago. They rouge group of space pirates were paid to hunt down him and his friends. Much to Falco and the other members of Starfox's dismay, the pirates fled when they were beaten. There was no trace of them for days. A member of them that Falco did remember was a pink dog, much like the one he was currently sitting on. But it was clear this wasn't the same canine... His opponent was only defending, summoning shields and putting his weapon away when he could have taken an easy swipe...

Marque groaned as the full weight of the bird was pressed down on him. The space was hot and a bit sweaty, spreading that uncomfortable heat to his own body. He tried not to stare directly at the large mounds that looked to be barely contained within the pants the bigger male wore. A blush spread on his face as they jiggled from his motions. They moved even more as the blue bird huffed and slowly got up.

Upon standing on his feet once again, Falco turned around and extended a wing to his former opponent. Gingerly, Marque took it and rose to his own feet.

"Guess I miscalculated," Falco sighed, rubbing the back of his head.

"It's alright," the canine shrugged, dusting himself off. "You're a good fighter."

"You're not so bad yourself," Falco chuckled and slapped his wing on the back of the smaller male's back. Marque winced and took a few steps forward from the force.

The pink dog collected himself and looked back to the large, crashed aircraft. I was nearly twice the size of his house. The large dome of the cock was open, allowing Marque to see a few blinking buttons within. Falco noticed this and smirked, "You wanna tour of it?"

"But isn't it busted?" Maque asked, a bit of guilt in his voice. Even though he didn't do it himself, the canine felt a bit responsible for the destruction before him.

"Yeah..." Falco sighed. But he slapped a wing to his soft thigh and smirked. "But I can send a distress signal and it'll all be taken care of. ...I'll just never hear the end of it." He took a deep breath and wrapped his wings around the small canine. Marque was pulled close to the soft, doughy body. A blush spread across his muzzle as it was pressed against squishy, slightly damp fabric. He could feel the soft feathers underneath, rising up and down with the larger male's breathing. "Hold on tight," Falco warned. He bent his knees and jumped in the air. Marque whimpered as he was suddenly soaring through the air. It was only for a short moment, with heavy thud and a grunt from Falco, they were inside the cockpit of the ship.

Falco let go his new friend and chuckled. The inside of the cockpit was rather dim. On the console were a few blinking lights. A red screen was in the center of it all, displaying a giant 'X" across it. Falco looked back at it and shook his head. Clicking his beak and pressing a few buttons, the 'X' disappeared and the angry red color of the screen shifted to a light blue. Falco typed a few things into the screen and soon all the lights faded, save for an orange one that began to blink periodically.

"There," Falco sighed. "But it might take a day or two for them to even get the signal. Who knows how far out they are..."

"Uh... You can stay with me if you want..." Marque offered, seeing it was only right.

"Aw, thanks. But there are plenty of rooms, water, and food on this thing," Falco chuckled. "Come on, let me show you."

The blue avian was soon leading the canine down the large corridor of the ship. He was pointing the ways to the extra rooms and the small details about the long hallway. They soon made it to the end to which Falco was eager to open the door. They were presented with what looked to be a kitchen. Marque wasn't entirely sure because the room was in complete disarray. Falco chuckled and kicked a bowl across the smooth flooring.

"That crash really did a number on this place..." He walked around the mess and approached the refrigerator. A sigh of relief escaped his beak as the food within the tall and deep container was all intact. Grabbing a few apples, the blue bird easily stuffed them two at a time in his beak, crunching down on the fruits and swallowing them down. The sight left Marque frozen, he had never seen someone eat food in such a way. Pleasured nosies came from the burly male as he satiated his hunger for a moment. Having finished, Falco turned around and guided his friend out of the kitchen and back towards the large hallway.

"Really, this ship is a hangar for the other fighter ships. The boys are gonna be mad that I wrecked up the whole thing... I'm almost afraid to check their rooms..." the blue bored chuckled a bit as he continued to walk and stroll down the large hall. He pointed to a room and snickered. "That's my friend, Fox's room. I wonder what it looks like... Nope, I'm not gonna check. I'll feel bad if i do..." Instead, Falco led Marque just a bit further until they reached another doom. The chubby bird gripped the doorknob, turned it and pushed it open. They were revealed to a room that was actually still in great condition. The items that were top shelves had fallen but other than that, everything was exactly the same way it was before.

With a sigh, Falco sat down on his reinforced bed. His stomach rumbled a bit and Falco rubbed his wing over the space. He lifted up his shirt, exposing the soft feathers and rounded gut underneath. The touches sent ripples through his belly, making it jiggle long after being touched. The bird sighed from the touch but frowned, "Still pretty hungry..." The sound of Marque walking in got his attention once again, making him smile.

"Uh...yeah. This is my room," Falco introduced with a wave of his wing. "I know it's not much..." The room itself did look fairly standard, with a bed in the center, a drawer, small closet and a few shelves bolted to the walls. Though simple, the room carried an aura of comfort that invited Marque right in. Slowly, he stepped closer to the other male until he was on the bed as well. So close to the larger male, the canine could easily hear the bout of rumbles that came from the hungry male. But Marque's eyes were glued to the other male's exposed belly.

Of course, from the very moment they entered the ship, Falco had been subtly teasing the other male. From pulling him close while they walked, to the exaggerated way he ate in the kitchen, and even the way he pulled his shirt up and exposed his rumbling belly. Sure the last one was a bit blatant, but the bird was having too much fun at this point. Another groan came from his gut, the noise snapped Marque from his trance. The two of them gave an awkward chuckle, Falco pulled the other male even closer, pressing the canine's head against his gut. Marque's breath caught in his throat and a deep shudder ran through him as he could hear the full brunt of the bird's aggressive stomach grumbles.

A frustrated sigh came from the avain, he leaned back a bit more and glanced at his new friend. Keeping contact with the other male's gaze, Falco brushed the feathers of his fingers against the space between his legs. It wasn't until Marque picked up the subtle sounds that he looked down and viewed what was happening. His eyes went wide and a small gasp followed suit. Stunned and unable to move any further, Marque kept his gaze on the feathery fingers that traced against the slight bulge in the stretched pair of pants. Speaking of, the pants had finally reached their limit. A loud tearing sound caught the both of them off guard and Falco was the one surprised as his pants had torn away, leaving him lacking anything below his waist. His underwear had suffered the same fate many cycles ago. Now, Falco was left with a light blush as his slightly swollen cloaca was now on full display.

"I think I know something that can take my mind off of my hunger... You mind helping me out?" Falco brushed his wingtips against the vent, slow and teasing. He purred against the fluttery pleasure that swirled between his thighs. Marque gulped, his mouth starting to water. Before he even knew it, his own paw was nearing the narrow slit. Falco hissed as a digit was suddenly pressed against his cloaca. One of them pushed in with a squish, making the bird shiver and moan in a gruff tone.

"E-eager, aren't we?" Falco panted, raising his head as the finger inside of him brushed against his sensitive walls. He grunted again and closed his thighs against the pleasure. Surprised, Marque drew his paw back. The bird caught his breath and chuckled again. "S-sorry... It's been a while..." Before the pink canine could say anything, Falco picked him up and placed him back down on his soft, exposed belly. It was expansive and inviting, making small gurgles that made Marque instantly relax. Using his magic, Marque did away with his clothes, leaving him completely nude. Falco was surprised but he just chuckled and pulled the smaller male closer to him.

A pleasured purr came from the canine as his sheath was pressed against the smooth feathers. A small tinge coaxed his pink tip from the furry pouch. Feeling this, Falco pressed his wing against his belly, making the surface jiggle and press against the other male. Shuddering once again, Marque instinctively humped against the feathers. More of himself slipped free, showing against the dark blue feathers.

Falco wrapped his arms around the small canine and leaned back until he was flat on his back. Now resting on his fluffy stomach, Marque tilted his head. Falco winked and spread his legs once again. "Alright, let's give this another go..."

Marque nodded and eagerly slid between the fat bird's thighs. There was plenty of room for the magic dog but the soft thighs still pressed against him. A shuddery breath came forth as Marque traced his paw against the warm slit. He pressed again finger to the opening and was met with a simple squish. In an instant, the penetrating digit was surrounded by a hot wetness. Feeling around a bit, the canine moved his digits around. Falco's breath hitched in his throat and a deep shiver hit his spine. Arching his back and curling his toes, the blue bird was already moaning from the simple finger alone. Easing into the act, Marque popped another finger inside of the squishy cavern. It welcomed his digit easily, spreading a bit. He was very curious about the inner workings of the other male's genitalia. After feeling around a bit more, Marque did eventually feel something rigid inside of the pocket of flesh.

"Y-yep, that's my cock..." Falco chuckled against his pleasure. "Uh, ignore that for now..."

Marque simply nodded and proceeded onwards. Slipping his paw from the tight space and leaving a thin trail of fluids, the canine shifted himself a bit. Now the tip of his cock was lined up with the bird's opening.

"A-alright, I'm going in..." Marque warned, leaning in just enough for his tip and the cloaca's opening to kiss. Gently he leaned in even more, pressing more and more until he finally popped inside. Shallow moans came from the both of them, Falco especially. Having spent so many cycles fighting bounty hunters and looking for them without a break, it had been quite some time since he was even penetrated. Now the pointed tip of his friend's rod had him seeing stars, and it only got better when a grunt came from the perching canine. Another push, a more forceful one in fact, pushing the rest of the length that filled him up and the girth that spread his cloacal walls.

"Oh...wow..." Now, Marque was nearly at a loss for words. He didn't expect it to be so hot and slippery inside. The walls pressed and squeezed down on his girth. To make matters all the more unique, Marque could feel the chubby bird's semi-hard pressing against his own red rocket.

"W-well what are you waiting for?" Falco chuckled. Seeing his friend stunned by his own maleness was certainly an ego boost. But what the bird wanted was to be filled, deep and hard, making up for all the lost time. "Come on. Put it deep, over and over again." He reached down, wrapping his wing around the smaller male. Before Marque could even process what was happening, he was suddenly pulled close to the larger male's body. Another moan was heard in time with the canine's cock squishing deep inside of the puffy vent.

"So warm and..." Unable to even finish his thought, Marque was compelled by his own body to hump inside. Seep shuddered flew up and down his spine with each pump inside. The flesh within was silky and the juices that lined it was an incredible lube. Each thrust left Marque wanting more and more still...

"That's it... Mmph... Little guys are always the best fuck," Falco moaned as he pressed his belly with his wings, spreading subtle pleasures that mixed with the sharp bolts. Each press of Marque's pelvis against his cloaca made his whole body jiggle. Clicking his beak, Falco braced himself against the sharp pleasures that zipped through his body.

'Squish, squish, squish'

Marque picked up his pace, thumping his tip even deeper within the wet space, shaky breaths came from his muzzle and his paws trembled against the feelings that overtook him. While he was going at it, the vent suddenly clamped down on him, making the canine grit his fangs. It was even hotter and tighter, threatening to make the small dog's mind go blank for a moment. But whether his mind went blank or not, Marque's lower half continued to rock back and forth.

With his paws, the small canine pressed into the doughy surface of Falco's belly feathers. It was soft and warm, against them, adding even more comfort to his actions. His ears were filled with the deep grunts of the bigger male. Gruff and long, the moans that came from Falco were comforting and exciting, spurring the smaller male to keep going.

"Ummph... Keeping going! Harder! Deeper!" Falco demanded, gripping his belly even tighter. Fueled by lust, Marque did just that and thrust himself inside deep and hard, thumping his pelvis against the puffy vent. Strings of cloacal fluid clung between the both of them, dripping down their thighs. Wanting to get as much as he could, Falco clenched his cloaca, making himself even tighter and even making a bit of suction against the pistoning girth.

Marque took all that he could get, pumping himself even harder. He jammed himself as deep as he could, shuddering against the burning heat that surrounded his tip. After so long, his limit was finally forming, approaching steadily in time with each pump.

"Umph... F-Falco... I'm- I'm gonna cum..." Marque announced, sucking through his teeth. The tip that slipped against the slippery warmth was already dripping pre, more and more the closer the canine's climax approached.

"D-do it! Cum inside of me!" Falco demanded, reaching down to pull the small dog in close. That was enough to push Marque past the point of no return. Gritting his small fangs and taking heavy breaths, Marque came deep inside of the needy bird. Within the warm wetness, strings of cum painted the soft walls, only adding to the internal heat of the now moaning avian. Falco was in total bliss just the sensation of hot ropes being shot within him alone. That was more than enough for him. But the growls he heard from the little guy between his legs and the slight humps that came about were adorable as well.

Panting heavily, Marque pulled out of his larger friend. Falco moaned as his walls were once again brushed against before it all ended in a rather sloppy pop. Both gave a long sigh from satisfaction, Marque more than Falco. The chubby bird was still very much horny; having go so long without sex, the avian wanted much more. Reacting to his own desires, the bird's cloaca swelled as a tapered cock slipped from the wet vent. Strings of dog cum decorated the smooth, pointed length. Falco suddenly sat up, gripping Marque tight, and in swift motion he was suddenly on top, pinning the other male down with his weight.

Marque chuckled awkwardly, able to feel the slick tip pressing against his tailhole. Looking up, Falco was giving him a look of pure lust and hungry, flicking his tongue over his beak. Not a moment later an immense pressure was put on Marque's rim. The canine had no choice but to endure the stretching. Little by little, bit by bit, the cock wormed its way inside. But Falco wanted his pleasures, and he wanted them in an instant. Against his better judgement, the avian rammed himself inside, managing to stuff his cock all the way to the very end. While Falco was sighing in bliss, Marque bit back a yelp and the tears that formed in the corners of his eyes.

That's when the thrusting started; hard and fast, hard pumps were given the dog, and had to take them all. But there was comfort and pleasure underneath the pain. And Marque was eased by the sight of the bird's massive, plump body jiggling with each sharp push forwards and pull back. Another hard thrust forced the canine's ass to stretch to the proper dilation, now having free reign to satiate his own burning lust, Falco went to town.

"F-fuuckk... It's been so long since I've done this," Falco panted. "I almost forgot how hot and tight ass could be..."

Marque wanted to say something in response but the spikes of pleasure were delivered much too frequent for him to get a grip. All the canine could do was hold himself steady and focus on his breathing. That was just fine with Falco, it just helped him get into a better headspace. Even longer than his cloaca going without being filled, Falco's dick hadn't been inside the tight, clenching tunnel of another male. Like he said earlier, he had almost forgotten how it felt. But now his lust was burning anew, and Falco was eager to let it all out.

"It really helps that you're so damn cute..." Falco grunted, much to the bottoming canine's surprise. He was expecting such words from someone clearly driven by lust. But upon looking up at the thrusting bird, Marque's gaze was met with a kind smile. The dog smiled and reached up, placing his paws on and rubbing at the avian's belly. Doing so brought a bout of gurgles and rumbles.

"Mmrrph... You really know what gets me going..." Falco shuddered, flicking his tail feathers. "Keep that up... But it is making me hungry.." As if on cue another deep rumble came from the soft gut. Just hearing it took the dog's breath away. He didn't know what it was exactly but the noise and the soft surface itself easily entranced him. Though the hard thrusts made him wince and moan on reflex, Marque's main focus was on the rumbling gut. His fingers traced over the soft surface, pressing on it slightly. He loved watching it ripple and sway with each rock of Falco's hips.

The blue bird's thrusts became even harder, making muffled slaps between their lower halves. A thick, snaking tongue lolled from Falco's beak, a sign of the pleasure that was racking his body all at once. Though, must sooner than wanted, the avain could feel his actual climax approaching rather quickly. Despite that, Falco leaned forwards and humped even harder, threatening to smother Marque under his body if he wasn't careful. But maybe that was exactly what the smaller male. He didn't voice any concerns or objections to the gut that pressed against him, pinning him against the softness and the bed.

"H-here it comes..." Falco warned. Grunting and shoving himself in deep, the avian's tail feathers flicked back and forth as he came. Underneath, Marque groaned as he felt his guts being painted and stained in pearly white and sticky fluids. Above him, Falco sighed deeply against the radiating pleasure that rocked back and forth through his body. With another deep grunt, his cock was popped out of the now slightly swollen ring. From the stretched hole came a few bubbles and a line of seed that dripped forth.

"That... that was amazing..." Falco sighed, leaning back to ease his weight off of his new friend. But his attention was soon turned to his stomach, the gut was now growling and churning deeply with hunger. It made the bird groan out again, quickly forgetting his orgasm. His stomach demanded to be filled but Falco was much too content to waddle all the way to the fridge just for a few fruits that wouldn't do anything to satisfy him.

His attention was once again shifted as he felt a pair of paws that continued to rub and press against his belly. The sensation calmed him, even easing the gurgles within the bird's gut. That gave him an idea. He looked down at the other male with a new look in his eyes, a hungrier look in his eyes. A large tongue flicked across the avian's beak, flicking flecks of saliva across.

"Not only are you adorable... You look pretty tasty, too..." Falco chuckled, leaned down, closer and closer to the smaller mammal. Marque winced upon feeling the avian's hot breath against his face. But once again, the canine didn't reject the act. Instead, Marque raised his left paws, caressing the bird's face. A gentle smile spread across his own muzzle as he slid his teasing fingers against Falco's beak. To the bird's surprise a soft paw was soon pressed against his tongue. Eyes fluttering from the flavor on his tongue, Falco made a small moan while more and more of the paw was dragged against his pink muscle.

"If you need something to eat... I can help you with that..." Marque dared to say. The quiet but sultry tone in his voice surprised even himself. He chuckled and pressed his other paw inside of his new friend's beak. Falco's eyes lidded as more flavor was spread across his tongue. A single gulp was all it took to bury the twin pair of arms down his gullet. Now Marque was the one to moan a bit, able to feel the soft, wet wall against the fur of his arms. Another gulp and the canine's body was lifted, dragged against the bird's belly. Falco looked the other guy in the eyes and winked. He could feel Marque's paws feeling around his throat. It tickled slightly but more so felt rather good.

"Mmm..." Falco hummed against the bulge forming in his throat. Another swallow came about, pulling Marque's head into the bird's beak. Hot breath and drool was soon upon the dog's face. But he loved it... He wanted more of it. From the moment he heard the avian's stomach growling, Marque had known that he wanted to do this. He wanted to give himself to the large male, be inside of him in a literal way...

Now he could hear the deep, fleshy sound of another powerful gulp. It pulsed in his ears, along with the sound of a hot mouth pressing and squishing against his upper body. Taking matters into his own hands, Marque kicked his feet from Falco's belly and used that to push himself into the surprised bird's gullet. Falco quickly collected himself and swallowed again, much harder than usual. The strong muscles clamped down on the moaning canine's body and pulled him downwards. Easily, his body slid down the slick, hot throat. Finally, his feet slipped into the bird's beak. Falco closed his mouth and gulped again, placing a wing on his belly, wanting to feel it expand. Marque slid down the hot tunnel until he was eased into the soft, churning pit of Falco's stomach. Thick lines of sticky fluid oozed onto his body and coated his fur. In an instant, Marwu laid back against the squishy, gurling flesh and closed his eyes.

On the outside, Falco sighed and winced against the stretching of his stomach. Waves of pleasure scorched through his body. Every little movement of his friend inside made his body shudder. Falco laid back on the bed and belched, patting his distended gut. He was sure that Marque would keep him full until his friends showed up. The canine could be fed with some apples he could swallow. But for now, the avian closed his eyes and let the lingering pleasure lull him into a nap.