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Chapter Five

"Oh god!" Faro exclaimed as his seed shot out. Seeing Liz in the fur had made the ferret aroused, "Damn you, Faro. You can't keep doing this." He rubbed his eyes to get the image of her naked body out of his mind. He flinched when he felt a paw on his shoulder.

Liz giggled as she saw the mess he'd made. "Goodness, was all that f'r me, Faro?"

Faro fell when she spoke. "Uh Liz, this is a bad idea. Aren't you with...?"

"With Derry? Yes. Don't get me wrong, I do love him so. But, I've never had anyone act this way around me before." She dragged a claw across Faro's chest. She giggled at how he held his breath. "I've never had a male be so intimidated by me. It's refreshing." She leaned in to kiss him. Faro tried to back away, a tree stopped him long enough for their muzzles to connect.

...

Derry wiped sweat from his brow. "Damn, finally done." He saw that Gabe's tent was considerably tidier than his own. "Oh sometimes I hate you."

Gabriel laughed. "Not my fault." He looked up at the sky. "It's almost night. Where are Liz and Faro?"

...

The pretty ottermaid churred and squeaked as the male ferret took her as his own mating wench. Faro cursed his weak resolve as he so thoroughly enjoyed Liz's heat beneath him. Once again he's allowed himself to be seduced by another male's mate. Liz shook with the onset of an orgasm. Faro held her neck with his teeth as he picked up speed, the sound of his balls bumping her hindquarters poisoning his fickle mind evermore. She shook a second time and her tight muscles coaxed the male into climax. Liz gripped the ground, dug her nails in as his musteline heat spread through her fertile body.

"Oh thank god you're not an otter, Faro." She remarked.

He gulped. "I don't think it matters, our species is close enough that we could..."

She giggled. "Just be optimistic."

...

The pair of mustelids returned from their impromptu affair after a careful washing of their bodies. Liz, dressed in a tunic typical of otters her age, promptly assaulted Derry before he could ask her what happened to the fish. The squirrel took his love to his tent for the night.

Gabe stayed behind with Faro. The mouse sniffed the ferret. "Why do you suddenly smell of otter, Faro?"

The ferret gulped. "Um..."

"How can I tell an otter's scent? Trust me, I've known Liz almost as long as I've known Derry and her brother is one of my close friends. I know an otter's unique scent. You couldn't help yourself, hmm?"

Faro blushed. "I'm- it's like I'm cursed. I don't ask for these females to throw themselves at me, it happens and male ferrets have a very hard time of saying no to willing females, my Dad had the problem before he met my mom. He would whisper to me that it was the real reason he left our home country for Mossflower, less temptation. The devil still finds his ways though, doesn't he?"

Gabe narrowed his gaze, "Faro, you're honestly the first ferret I've had more than two words with and I've come to consider you a friend, but you can't keep doing this. Sooner or later, it's going to bite you in the ass."

Faro sighed, "It already had. I mated with my brother's fiancée, more than once, before he..." He choked back a sob.

Gabe put a friendly paw on Faro's shoulder. "You never got to reconcile with him over it..."

Faro shook his head. "Worse, he never knew."

The young warrior put his sword and scabbard on the ground then hugged Faro more closely.

Faro felt the dam break and he embraced the mouse.

Gabe made another bold decision with this younger male. He pecked him softly on the cheek.

The ferret was understandably surprised but it felt good how the mouse comforted him.

Gabe got up, then helped Faro to his feet. "Come, you can sleep in my tent, I'll take care of you."

Faro blushed but accepted the gesture. "Thank you, Gabriel."

...

Willard looked around as the otter, River, led him and his group into the Holt of the Mossflower Otters. It was late so the pups were asleep leaving a few adults awake to witness five nude carnivores entering their territory.

One ottermaid met River. "Boss, who're your rough friends?"

"Dana, I told ya afore, Fynn is the boss, I'm only his substitute while he's gone. And these fellows here were recent guests of our local lizard tribe."

She awed at that explanation, "So that explains they're lack in covering." Her eyes fell on the weasel Marko. "Oh my..." She admired his thick sheath and accompanying balls.

Marko whispered to Earring, "These old bones still got it." He laughed.

Will introduced himself, kissing the ottermaid's paw as he did so. "Willard Robard, madam. And the handsome weasel you're ogling is my good friend, Marko."

River interjected. "Ay, but we're a bit busy, is the tailor awake? My friends here need clothes, I know we otters couldn't care less about what we wear but it's still sensible."

Dana shook her head. "No, Sam went to sleep long before ya got home. Ever since he came down with the flu his wife has kept him in bed."

"Yeah, sounds like her." He surveyed the quintet behind him. "I guess you lot would have to suffer one more night of nudity then."

Will shrugged it off. "Mmm, I'm alright with that arrangement actually."

Flower agreed. "Why have a nice body if ya can't show it off every now and then?"

Dewclaw countered, "Zat's easy for you to say, Mz. Flower, at least you're all in one piece."

River held back a laugh from the marten's bit of gallows humor. "You all can stay in my hut, it's big enough for at least a whole troop. Jus' don't let my brother's wife or any o' the kids see ya before I could explain your presence."

...

Bradwr and Iomer had been gathering more like-minded shipmates to their cause.

Iomer spoke as he was the older of the two rats, "Men, it's become quite apparent, I'm sure ye all 'ave noticed, that our so-called captain has gotten soft over the years. He an' 'is faggot first mate 'ave the run of this ship out of sheer luck, not true brains loike the rest ov us."

Bradwr was happy to let the elder rat speak, he was more a rat of action than words. He quietly watched the expressions of shipmates present to see who was true to their cause.

Iomer finished his speech. Many crewmembers cheered when he stopped.

Bradwr took quick notice of the ones that did not. He pulled his sword then gutted the first dissenter. As the unsuspecting pirate fell holding his guts in, Bradwr let himself be heard. "This is the warnin' for those of you who're keen on our faggot captain. This is a mutiny, boys, we must all be in this and anyone who still feels loyal to the spotted bastard may as well put their heads on the choppin' block right now or suffer a worse pain than death when we take the ship." He splattered the slain pirate's blood on another's face before wiping his blade and sliding it back in his scabbard.

Iomer patted his shoulder. "Good'un."

...

Faro awoke the next morning. He felt some small furry weight against his side. He looked to his side and saw Gabriel, half-naked sleeping against the similarly clad ferret. He quirked at an eyebrow at the mouse's proximity to his body but shrugged. He started to get up when Gabe stretched.

The mouse's big dark brown eyes fell on the ferret, "Good morning, Faro." He turned boldly so his chest touched Faro's. "Did you sleep well?"

The ferret blushed but nodded. "I did, I hadn't shared a bed with a male since when my brother had to sleep with me."

The warrior nuzzled the ferret. "And how do you feel now?"

"Warm." Faro whispered. His blush darkened as the mouse continued to dote on him like a lover.

Gabe placed himself carefully over Faro's bare belly and continued to nibble the male's smooth chest fur.

Faro placed his paws on the mouse's shoulders intending to stop him.

The young warrior slowed his advance. "If you wish me to stop, you can just say it."

Faro gulped. "Why me? I'm-I'm not like that."

"I am." Gabe smiled then licked one of Faro's nipples; this made the taller but younger male squirm just perfectly for the warrior. "You're so cute."

Faro laughed off the compliment. "Now I have never been called cute before."

"Mmm, but you are and so musky, makes me wonder why I'd never lain with a ferret before," He buried his nose in Faro's neck. "Your scent is divine." He boldly kissed Faro.

Faro let off a weak protest when their lips connected. His lips tingled when the small mouse tongue tried to coax his own mouth to open. The ferret obliged him.

Gabe ended the ferret's first male kiss. "Well?"

The ferret felt his own privates answer the mouse's query.

Gabe's smile widened to a playful grin, one more befitting a predator twice his own size. He slid off the ferret then untied the male's undergarment.

A silent gulp interrupted the ferret's stillness as cold morning air touched his exposed privates.

The mouse held the ferret's sheath. He licked the little bit of pink poking through the tip.

Faro sucked in air as the mouse started nursing his malehood.

Gabe stopped for a brief moment then joked, "Remember to breathe, Faro."

He nodded, his eyes glued on the furry head in his lap.

...

Derry woke up then. Liz had awoken before him to find Faro again. She was standing right outside the tent when Derry found her.

The ottermaid sighed and turned, nearly bumping into the squirrel.

Derry caught her from falling. "Whoa, you okay, Liz?

She nodded and smiled. "Oh yeah, just eager to start this new day."

...

Faro heard the voices outside.

Gabe held a finger to his currently full mouth. The mouse cradled the ferret's balls then rolled them; he hoped this would speed things up before they were caught. It was a good gamble.

The ferret suppressed his orgasmic growl as he fired off in the mouse's mouth.

Gabe swallowed what he could catch, let the rest taper off in his right paw. Then, he grabbed his travel clothes and threw them on. "Get dressed, I'll stall for you." He whispered.

...

Derry had just realized something was off about this morning... He was up before Gabriel! He started for the tent when the mouse stepped out fully (if somewhat messily) dressed with his scabbard at his side as always. "G'morning, Derry. We're both up at the same time for once, I knew this trip would be a good thing for you." He playfully patted the squirrel.

Derry was completely thrown off by the mouse's jovial mood. Gabe was a happy guy, but never this happy except after... Where was Faro? He thought.

"Alright buddy?"

Derry blinked, "What?"

"I was just saying how we could use a fine breakfast to get us off on the right foot and I'd just asked you if you could get some chestnuts for us."

The squirrel nodded to an old Gabe he hadn't known for a while. "Um, alright. I guess so. I'll just go then." He left with a blush forming in his cheeks.

Faro stepped out fully dressed just as the squirrel left.

Liz blinked upon seeing the male leave Gabe's tent. That was when she noticed that Gabe smelled like...

"Now we have another thing in common, Liz." He remarked.

The otter blushed. "You... and Faro?"

He nodded, pleased with her reaction. "I guess he's got that effect on the both of us, dear."

She looked down. "Don't tell Derry."

Gabe shook his head, "I'd be surprised if he didn't smell it himself."

Liz felt a tear on her cheek.

Gabe sighed, "You've learned your lesson at least? Got it out of your system?"

"I'm sorry."

Gabe sighed again. "I'm not the one you should apologize to."

She nodded, "You mean Derry?"

"And Faro."

The ferret spoke up, "She doesn't have to, I should have better self control. As much as I did enjoy it, you three are the first friends I've had aside from my brother. I don't wanna hurt any of you."

Liz hugged him. "We're both at fault, and I would hate to lose Derry over this moment of weakness. I thank you for the moment, at least."

Faro nodded.

Derry came back and the trio put on their smiles for the squirrel.