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"James?"

The grey squirrel looked up from where he'd been straightening up his part of the pavilion, making sure everything was ready before he started seeing clients again. Now that he'd had some rest he hoped he wouldn't have long to wait. And he wasn't disappointed.

The red-furred squirrel standing in his doorway -- little more than a sturdy flap of the canvas tent surrounding them that offered a bit of privacy and muffled the noise that came with their line of work -- grinned, looking at him with a mix of admiration and friendly jealousy.

"Your best customer stopper by earlier." She tossed him a small purse that jingled with coin. "Wanted to know if you'd be available for a private performance tonight."

"For him? Always," said James, locking the money in the trunk that held the rest of his valuables. "I hope you told him yes."

She winked at him. "Sure did! He said to tell you 'the usual place just after sunset'."

"Thanks," said James. The other squirrel started to leave, but he stopped her. "Oh! In that case, I'll be taking the last bit of the afternoon off to get ready."

The female squirrel giggled at the eagerness in his voice. "I'd say you'll need it, and tomorrow morning to rest. His visits early wear you out, don't they?"

James shivered in anticipation and the memory of past visits, sharing a knowing look with the other squirrel. "Yes, and it's totally worth it."

"Sure you can't send him my way sometime? I'd love to see what you like about him so much."

James shook his head. "Sorry, but you just aren't his type."

She sighed. "You get all the luck. First those two boys last week, now another visit with your favorite guy. Somehow you got all the luck."

As she left and the curtain to his area swung closed, James grinned, his heart thudding in his chest, a wide smile of pure delight spreading over his face as he whispered to himself, "You have no idea."

James also couldn't help but chuckle at her mention of those two men from the other day. He wasn't sure why they'd bothered with keeping their cloaks on when they were with him, whether they'd blindfolded him or not.

It was hardly the first time he'd been with a bat.

Though it had been his first time with two at once. It was almost cute, how nervous they'd been about him seeing what they really were. And it might have worked, but he knew the taste of bat well enough to realize what they were, even if it hadn't been the taste of his bat. Thinking about the many visits they'd had together in the past, and the anticipation of what he knew he'd have to look forward to tonight easily carried him through the rest of the day and into the evening, his chest --and other places --feeling so warm he barely felt the cold as he left the pavilion and began making his way through the market, his tail flicking with excitement.

He still remembered the first time Dusk had come to see him. He'd been wrapped in a cloak, much like the other bats had done to hide what they were. He had refused to take it off when the squirrel offered to get him more comfortable, only lifting it just enough for James to be able to suck him off. To James' surprise, when he was finished the other male had insisted on returning the favor, pushing the squirrel's tunic aside and taking him into his mouth. He'd been quite enthusiastic about sucking the squirrel's dick, and James had to admit he did a very good job at it, taking the grey-furred male deep in his mouth and swallowing everything he had to offer before quickly departing with a promise to return.

And Dusk did return, often. At first, each visit was largely the same. Dusk would keep his cloak on, though after a few visits he did ask James to get undressed before they started, wanting to see the squirrel's body properly; something James was happy to do for someone who was quickly becoming his most profitable and reliable customer. Despite the difference in size between them --for Dusk was noticeably taller than the squirrel, and from what James had seen of his legs stronger as well -- Dusk was always gentle with him, careful to make sure whatever he did had the squirrel's permission. James had actually laughed a bit the first time it had happened.

"You're paying me for this," said James. "I'll do what you like."

"No." Dusk hadn't sounded angry, but his words were firm. "I'm not going to do anything you aren't comfortable with."

James had been very surprised by the other male's answer. No client had ever taken his feelings into account like that. While there were limits to what he or any of the others would allow, the general rule was to give paying customers what they wanted. Granted, what most customers wanted always left the squirrel with a smile on his face, but still.

But even with how surprising Dusk's words had been, nothing compared to what had happened on their next visit. James was laying back, his legs spread as Dusk's head bobbed between them, the other male's warm tongue working him over. Then Dusk shifted, and his hood slid down, revealing the large ears he'd been keeping tucked underneath.

They both froze, Dusk's lips still wrapped around James' penis as the squirrel looked down at him, realizing that his best customer was actually a bat! James was tempted to call for help, but the fact that he was still hilted in the bat's mouth gave him pause. What would he do if the squirrel tried to reveal him? What would he do if he didn't?

The answer, as it turned out, was to push James legs a bit further apart, running his hands comfortingly over his thighs while he continued sucking him, the only sounds coming from the squirrel being his moans of pleasure, the fear of the situation making the blowjob feel even more intense. When he came, it was one of the most powerful orgasms of his life, leaving his legs weak and shaking when the bat finally pulled away.

"I told you I wasn't going to do anything you weren't comfortable with, and I meant it," said Dusk, licking his lips clean. "I've no reason to hurt you."

"But you're a... you eat..."

"As a rule I don't eat people," said Dusk, pulling his hood back up and getting to his feet. "Especially not those I know, and certainly not ones I have sex with." He sighed wearily. "But I understand if this is a deal-breaker. But let me ask you this; if I really wanted to hurt you, I've had plenty of opportunity, so why would that change now?"

"To keep me quiet," said James. "To stop me from telling everyone what you are."

"Everyone who works here has seen me coming in and out of your room. I'd like to think they'd be able to figure out it was me if something happened to you." Dusk turned towards the door. "I'll be back in three days. That should give you time to think. If you tell me not to come back, I won't ever ask for your services again." He smiled sadly. "But if you agree, I look forward to seeing you again."

And then he was gone.

At first, James wasn't sure what he should do. Everything he knew was screaming at him that associating with a bat like Dusk would end badly. Bats killed people! They ate creatures like him! But even knowing all that, he couldn't deny that he'd been enjoying the bat's visits. He was always polite, paid very well, and gave one hell of a blowjob. Not to Mention he tasted amazing.

And he'd been right about something; if he'd been planning on hurting James he'd had plenty of opportunity to try. But he never had. Hadn't made a single aggressive move, had put a single foot wrong during any of their time together. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let him keep coming. And there was an undeniable thrill to the idea.

He just hoped he wouldn't come to regret it.

And as it turned out, he didn't.

Quite the opposite in fact, once he'd had time to process everything going through his head.

Dusk had returned three days later, just as he'd said he would. He arrived wearing his cloak, just like always, and once the pair were alone in James' room, the squirrel turned to face him.

"Thank you for agreeing to keep meeting with me," said Dusk, lowering his hood and letting his ears stand. Not much point in hiding them now that James knew what he was. "I honestly wasn't sure you would."

"Well, if we are going to keep meeting like this, I've got a couple of conditions," said James. "First, I want us to be on more even footing while you're here."

James grabbed the hem of his tunic and lifted it up, slowly pulling it off and leaving him standing in just his fur. Understanding what he meant, Dusk loosened his cloak, dropping it to the floor and revealing his body to the squirrel. His black fur highlighted his muscles, and James had to fight not to stare too long at him, darting between the bat's striking red eyes and what lay between his legs.

"A-and second," said James, stumbling a little over his words, "If you're going to keep coming here, we're going to do this right."

Dusk tilted his head. "And what do you mean by that?"

Taking a breath, James walked over to the cushioned mattress in one corner of the space and lowered himself onto all fours, lifting his bushy tail out of the way and presenting his rear to the bat.

"I mean for you to get over here and fuck me."

Dusk just stared at him for a moment, a genuine smile spreading across his face before laughing; a warm, rich sound that made James blush at the change it brought to the bat's features.

"Fair enough," said Dusk. It was at this point that James eyes dropped down between the bat's legs as Dusk grew to full erection. "Do you have some oil I could use."

"On the table," said James, pointing to his left.

Dusk walked over and poured some of the slick oil into his hand before working it over himself until his pink penis was glistening in the light.

"Do you need some?"

"Oh, no. I, uh... I already used it before you got here."

James wasn't sure why admitting that had him blushing so hard. It wasn't unusual for him to make sure he was ready before clients arrived, so why did admitting it to the bat get to him like this.

Those thoughts had been quickly pushed out of his head when Dusk had moved up behind him, and once he was buried under the squirrel's tail James could do little but moan.

After that, Dusk's visits were frequent, and as James became more comfortable having a bat as a client he became more adventurous. He'd found he quite enjoyed it when Dusk pinned him down and had his way with the squirrel, though persuading him to do it had taken some time, and many promises to say something if the bat did anything he didn't like or James wanted to stop. But Dusk didn't hurt him, and James certainly didn't want to stop, the strength of the other male arousing him greatly. Once Dusk had his blessing though, the bat was happy to be more dominant with James, seeing how much the squirrel enjoyed it.

And that was before they both realized the other's enjoyment of bondage.

James had plenty of clients in the past that enjoyed tying him up or getting tied up themselves, and given his enjoyment of submitting to Dusk, he found himself quite eager for the bat to tie him up. And combined with the thrill of sex with a predator, James was eventually able to talk Dusk into a bit of role-play. It took a while, but the squirrel was finally able to work out the details with Dusk, and promised the bat he would say something if they went too far.

Yeah, like he was going to stop them from getting what they both wanted.

So when Dusk arrived for his next visit, he found James waiting for him, his arms over his head, his wrists tied to the supports above him. Shrugging off his cloak, Dusk helped himself to more oil before walking up to the squirrel and grabbing his tunic, tearing it off of James and leaving it in tatters on the floor.

The predatory display had James whimpering in excitement, his cock standing hard between his legs. But his erection went completely ignored as Dusk stepped up behind him, yanking the squirrel's tail out of his way and lining himself up before thrusting in, burying himself balls-deep in James backside in one go. As Dusk started thrusting in and out of him, the squirrel was moaning loudly, raising quite the ruckus until Dusk reached up and covered his mouth with one hand, the other sliding slowly down to James' hip.

"Such noisy prey," Dusk whispered huskily in his ear, making James shiver with excitement. "Wouldn't want anyone to interrupt us, would you? Not until we've had our fun."

James' cries were muffled by the bat's hand, but no less lustful as Dusk's other hand slid around him and closed around his cock, pumping him in time with the thrusting of his hips, the force of his humping pushing James' into his grip. All it took was adjusting his grip and angling his hips slightly to have the squirrel seeing stars, his legs going so weak he was sure without the ropes he would have collapsed, the pleasure he was feeling so intense it was hard to breathe.

James managed to hold out for a while. But when he felt Dusk's teeth gently nibble on his neck, that was the last straw. He came harder than he ever had before, his body shaking as Dusk kept stroking him right throw his orgasm. Dusk moaned into James' fur as the squirrel's tightly squeezing insides pushed him over the edge, hilting himself under James' tail as he came. The two let the pleasure carry them to new heights, happily basking in their afterglow when Dusk finally let James down and carried him over to the bed. Once they'd had a chance to recover the squirrel had climbed into the bat's lap and started riding him again, neither one caring at that point how much noise they made. Their only concern was enjoying their time together.

Since then, James had found more of his thoughts occupied by the bat, even when he was with other customers. After all the fun he'd had with Dusk, his other customers just didn't compare, though the two bats had been a nice change. It wasn't that his other customers were bad, but there was just something about being with the bat that felt different. He hadn't wanted to admit it to himself at first, but the squirrel was starting to feel like he might be falling for the bat.

Which had presented him with a small problem. He needed to make money, but more and more he found himself wishing his other customers would leave and Dusk would pay him a visit. Given how often he came to see the squirrel, it had been obvious money wasn't much of an issue for Dusk, but even James was shocked when he found out the bat was one of the most popular woodcarvers in the area, making everything from basic goods to art. James had come up with an idea that might give him and Dusk both what they wanted, and the privacy of the bat's home seemed like a good place to bring it up.

He just hoped Dusk would be upset with what he had in mind.

The tree Dusk lived in wasn't too far from the main settlement. Close enough to make bring his goods to market easier, but far enough out he would have his privacy when he wanted it. The tree stood near the banks of the river, the roots stretching down to an isolated beach near the water that had proven useful when he need to float bigger orders to the market instead of pulling them there in his cart.. Dusk had created a staircase leading down to the river and up to his home, a large hollow in the center of the trunk.

As he walked inside, James spotted the bat's workspace, the table covered in wood shavings and works in progress, the various types of wood he used stored in neat stacks to one side. A heavy curtain blocked off an area he knew from past visits held the bat's bed, and it was from that area that Dusk appeared in nothing but his fur. In his own home and with the squirrel's pending arrival, it only made sense for him to not feel the need to get dressed. A sentiment James shared as he quickly pulled off his tunic and hung it on a hook near the entrance.

"Dusk?"

"Yes, James?"

"Would you mind if I ask you something?" said James.

"Of course not," said Dusk. "What is it?"

"Well, I was thinking... you come to see me a lot..."

Dusk smiled. "I enjoy your company."

Despite himself James could feel a bit of a blush on his face at the bat's words. "And I was thinking... maybe you might be interested in being more, uh... exclusive?"

Dusk's ears flicked a bit, the bat looking unsure. "How do you mean?"

"I..." James took a breath to steady himself. "I-I want you to be my exclusive client. I won't have any other customers but you as long as you don't go to anyone else."

Dusk raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. "And how much would this cost me exactly?"

"Uh..."

"I suppose I could pay double what I pay you now," said Dusk.

"...What?"

"I said I'd be willing to pay you double for your deal, though I do have some conditions," said the bat.

"And, uh... what conditions would those be?" asked James.

"The biggest one is this -- you move in here with me."

The squirrel's jaw dropped. "Y-You want me to move in!?"

Dusk chuckled. "If I'm paying you that much, you can help me out around here. And besides, if we're exclusive, wouldn't it be better if I didn't have to go down to the market to see you?" The bat gave James a sly grin. "Would give us much more time to spend on more enjoyable things."

James gulped heavily, his erection throbbing hard at the thought of the ways they could spend that extra time.

"Deal!" exclaimed James, his body screaming at him to accept the offer so he and Dusk could move on to something even more important.

"Well, in that case," said Dusk, pushing aside the curtain leading to his bed, "Shall we make it official?"

James couldn't ignore an offer like that, hurrying forward past Dusk who followed quickly behind him, picking up some rope as James' tail brushed against him.

"Hands behind your back," said Dusk, pressing up behind the squirrel and letting him feel how excited the bat was to have him here.

James did as he was told, crossing his wrists behind him so Dusk could tie him up, something the squirrel found he enjoyed more and more each time it happened. Dusk even made sure to wrap the rope around the base of his tail, lifting it up and leaving his rear so very, helplessly exposed.

"On your knees," growled the bat lustily.

The squirrel dropped down immediately, cock starting to leak heavily as Dusk stepped in front of him. Using a bit more rope, Dusk bound James' legs to keep the squirrel kneeling until he was untied, before getting to his feet and standing before James. The bat didn't have to say anything; the moment his cock was in reach, James lunged forward, pulling the bat into his mouth and moaning happily as the taste of Dusk's dick flooded his senses.

Dusk rested his hands on James' head, stroking his ears as the squirrel started bobbing on the bat's length. Every so often James would push himself forward until his chin was touching Dusk's balls, gulping hard around the bat and looking up at him to watch the look of pure bliss on his face. James grinned around Dusk's dick when the bat grabbed his head more firmly and started moving his hips, fucking the squirrel's face and moaning loudly, happily, much to James' delight.

There was little warning before Dusk came, but James was used to things like that. He caught the slight catch in Dusk's breathing and the throb of his black-furred balls just before the bat came, and happily swallowed down every last drop. When Dusk finally pulled away, James continued teasing him with his lips and tongue until the bat stepped out of reach. Without warning, Dusk spun James around and pushed him over onto his bed, the ropes binding him forcing his chest down and his ass into the air, utterly exposed to the horny bat, who quickly moved atop him. Dusk pushed in slowly, letting them both enjoy the feeling of James spreading around him, not stopping until his hips pressed against the squirrel's rear, getting a happy, needy whimper from James when he felt the bat inside him again.

Dusk took a firm hold of James' hips, leaning back slightly so he could watch himself sliding in and out of the squirrel's tight ass, enjoying the way the slow movements soon had James trying to push back at him, begging the bat to fuck him harder and faster. So that was exactly what Dusk did. Tightening his grip, he slammed forward, making James' back arch in pleasure before he started moving at a much faster pace; he would have been pushing the squirrel across the bed if he hadn't been holding him in place.

"Oh, fuck! Dusk!" exclaimed James, his arms writhing behind his back as he wished he could get free and touch himself. Every time the bat's hips met his, his dick would slap against his belly, matting his fur and driving him wild with need. "So good...nngh... P-please Dusk, I need AH!"

James' gasp quickly turned into a moan when Dusk reached around his hips and grabbed the squirrel's penis, slowly stroking him as he continued fucking him. Dusk lay over James, letting him feel the bat's chest pressed against his back, covering as much of the squirrel's body with his own as possible. His other hand moved around to scratch gently at James' chest, grinning widely at the whimpers and moans he was able to pull from the squirrel. For a while after that, the only sounds that could be heard where the heavy slap of fur against fur, the needy moans of the squirrel, and Dusk's grunts and growls as he gave James the fucking of a lifetime.

James tried to warn Dusk before he came, but a tight squeeze soon his dick took his breath away. The squirrel's eyes rolled back in his head, his body arching as his orgasm hit. His whole body shook as the pleasure raced through him, his ass clenching and squeezing around Dusk, pushing the bat past the point of no return.

The bat couldn't help but bare his fangs when he slammed home inside James, pressing the two of them as close together as he could. The was something wonderfully erotic about the feeling of the balls pressed together as they came, feeling each twitch and throb in the other male every time the pleasure spiked. He raised his hand to his lips, lick some of the squirrel's cum from his fingers before presenting it to James to finish the job.

When he finally pulled out, Dusk watched for a moment as his cum leaked out of James and slid down his balls; such a wonderful sight. But he wasn't done just yet. He took hold of James and flipped the squirrel over, laughing at the way he yelped at the unexpected move. James lifted his head, looking down past his heaving chest as Dusk slowly slid between the squirrel's legs, pushing them apart to give himself some room, looking up at the squirrel mischievously.

"Dusk? What are you doing?"

The bat winked at him. "Getting my money's worth."

James realized what he was going to do just before the bat closed his mouth around the squirrel's dick, Dusk's tongue working him over eagerly. After cumming James was so very sensitive, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful. But if it hurt, it was in the best possible way. James wasn't sure if he wanted to beg Dusk to stop or beg him for more. Either way, all he could do was moan, wriggling in the bat's grip, wondering if every night would be like this from now on.

And hoping the answer was yes.