Breathe
#6 of Fae's Christmas Music-Themed Special!
Hello furballs, and welcome to Fae's Christmas Music-Themed Special! Christmas falls on a weekday this year, and I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate and give the furry community something than with this; five stories, one new one each day. Yes, five smutty days of Christmas, delivered from me to you!
We've reached the 26th, and today's the last story I'm putting up for this year's special. But fear not, if you enjoyed this! With any luck, Fae's Christmas Music Themed Special will return next year to further stimulate the erogenous zones of thousands of horny furs.
Just in case you've been under a rock, or busy with Chrissie stuff and this is the first story you're seeing, then this is my Christmas special! Hello, thanks for tuning in! From Monday the 22nd to today, Friday the 26th, I've uploaded a new story for you all to enjoy that's titled after and/or inspired by one of my favourite songs (with lyrics and link to the song in question posted at the bottom of the story itself). The exception was yesterday, on Chrissie day itself; a much longer story, with a more fleshed out plot. Don't worry if it doesn't seem finished; there's going to be plenty more to Cam and Ryan's story yet.
Nope, none of these stories I've uploaded in this special are really Christmas-y, but there's going to be plenty of reindeer sex and fun under the mistletoe uploaded from a lot of other people. The gift doesn't have to reflect the season completely, after all! Or at least, I hope it doesn't; this could be a colossal failure of a project if it does.
So! On the fifth day of Christmas, what did Fae give to ye? Read on to find out!
- Ol' Saint Fae
Breathe
Sunlight streamed in through the window above the bed as Kieren stirred. The otter yawned as he wriggled back against the male laying beside him, his body squirming and curling about in positions that would make a feline jealous as he licked up and over his lips. A single, webbed paw reached up to cover his eyes as he opened them slowly, smiling as he felt a furred arm around his waist pulling him closer.
The otter let himself melt back against the owner of that arm, leaning back and nuzzling against the black-furred shoulder of the skunk holding him. "Are you awake, love?" he whispered, one of Kieren's little ears twitching as he awaited some sound from his mate. When none came, a quiet, chittering chuckle emerged from the otter's muzzle.
As he moved, he could still feel their events the previous night. The lube and the seed of his mate had both dried against his backside, Kieren's insides still pleasantly warm and stretched from the vigorous playtime he'd been lucky enough to score. The otter wriggled more firmly into his skunk's unconscious embrace as he murred with the memories; it was such a rare thing to be able to coax Ian into taking him with such force.
The combination of being a male in the morning and the thoughts of the previous evening set a familiar warmth growing in Kieren's sheath, and fresh, naughty thoughts filled the otter's mind. He ground his hips back nice and slow as he curled his thick tail over Ian's hips, rubbing his backside gently against the skunk's sheath, hoping for some form of response from it even as his own swelled. Unfortunately, and somewhat frustratingly for the otter, the skunk behind him seemed to be well and truly beyond the world of the conscious.
It wasn't like Kieren could blame him; the otter had certainly done his part to wear the skunk well and truly out the night before. An anniversary night for the two of them, marking five years to the day since they had hooked up, both Kieren and Ian had gone all out. They weren't the most expensive-minded people in the world; they went to no five-star restaurants, they didn't buy elaborate gifts for one another. They ordered pizza and had a quiet night in together, watching movies and playing videogames. Kieren looked down at the black onyx ring about his right ring finger that Ian had given him and smiled, knowing that the rose quartz necklace he'd given Ian was still around the skunk's neck. The gifts were simple, but they meant the world to the people that had received them.
A sudden but gentle prodding at the otter's backside snapped him out of his thoughts with a smile. Kieren wriggled slowly back in against the skunk, swaying his hips as he felt Ian drawing him in closer. Letting himself snuggle tighter into his boyfriend's warm embrace, the otter brought one leg around in front of himself and lifted his tail just a little higher.
His motions were rewarded, a fresh giggle slipping free as he felt that warm poking slipping up and against his rump, grinding up slowly and gently between his cheeks. Glancing back at Ian's peaceful, sleeping face, Kieren could only grin wider and reach back to gently, carefully grasp the skunk's malehood, giving it an experimental squeeze.
Ian didn't wake up; Kieren knew his mate was a pretty heavy sleeper, especially after a long night. Still, the shiver that ran through the skunk's body was unmistakable to him, and the otter murred to himself as he thought on what he wanted to do to wake his love up. A couple of options presented themselves, most notably amongst them Kieren getting his tongue to work down there to let Ian wake up pumping his muzzle full. Still the otter hesitated; he'd only done that last week, after all. He giggled as he thought back to that morning, and how he'd made them both late for work.
Finally deciding what it was he wanted, Kieran reached up slowly to the small bed-side table resting nearby, grasping for the little black bottle of lube that they'd used last night. Shivering with excitement as he squeezed some of the slick, clear contents out onto his paw, the thought crossed Kieren's mind that after how hard Ian had taken him the night before, lube probably didn't matter all that much.
After taking a moment to rub the slippery fluids between his paws for a moment in an attempt to warm it up slightly, Kieren reached back down to the skunk's malehood. He watched Ian's face closely as he ran his paws up and down over his mate's hard flesh, trying to keep from giggling too loudly as soft little murrs and moans of unconscious encouragement rewarded him.
Grinning wide, his own malehood fully free of his sheath and rubbing against the sheets, Kieren drew back just long enough to spread some of the lube across his mate's tip. The moment he had every inch of the skunk's malehood slicked up, Kieren wasted no time in pressing himself back down and against it. Closing his eyes, the otter guided that slick tip right up against his entrance, rubbing it back and forth for a brief second to tease himself with it. Finally he relented, biting on his lower lip gently to keep himself from moaning too loudly as he felt himself being filled up once again.
Nothing more in the world felt as good to Kieren as those first moments, feeling his muscles stretch and squeeze tightly around his skunk's length, of his body accepting Ian's malehood in deep. The knowledge that his love was inside him mixed with the pleasure of the act itself was what drove Kieren so strongly, and it was why he drove Ian a little crazy with his sexual wants. For every inch of his mate's shaft that Kieren worked up and into his snug insides, a fresh shiver of pleasure pulsed through his body and down his own length. Closing his eyes, Kieren sighed softly as he felt his hips push gently back and against his skunk, hilting his mate inside him.
He rested for a moment, taking a second to glance back over his shoulder. Ian's hips were twitching, rolling slowly up against the otter's backside even as he slept. Kieren could tell that his skunk's dreams were growing very interesting very fast, the arm wrapped around his body squeezing a little tighter. Kieren allowed Ian to hold him close, wriggling back into the warmth of his mate as he squeezed down around the skunk's shaft, his inner muscles pressing down against it. He grinned as he felt Ian grinding up more firmly against his backside, the skunk's back arching slightly in an attempt to press his malehood deeper up inside the otter.
Kieren began to move away from Ian, his hips drawing forward and pulling up off the skunk's malehood briefly. He ground himself back down just as slowly until he felt his love's sheath rubbing up between his cheeks once again, tickling and teasing his entrance. The otter moaned again quietly as he repeated the motions again and again, keeping himself moving nice and slowly so as not to wake Ian up. A playful thrill of pleasure sparked along his nerves as he felt Ian filling him up again and again, the skunk's thick length stretching his muscles out anew. The pleasant soreness he'd felt upon waking after the previous night's fun faded away, replaced by the sensation of being stuffed freshly.
A yip slipped from the otter's lips as Ian's arm abruptly shifted around him, squeezing him tighter as his fingers pressed in against Kieren's chest. The skunk's hips drew back for a brief moment before thrusting up and hard into the otter's rump, hilting himself anew and just holding there for a moment as he slowly opened his eyes. "Mmrrr... someone couldn't wait for me to wake up, could he?"
A blush tinged Kieren's cheeks as he giggled, the thrust from the skunk having sent a spark of pleasure through him strong enough to set the tip of his own malehood drooling. "You know I never wanna have to wait for you, sweety," he replied with an innocent grin, glancing back at the skunk as he was held tightly. As if to emphasise the comment, Kieren started to grind back against Ian and caused the skunk to moan quietly.
Letting his fingers squeeze tighter at the otter, Ian drew his mate into a tight hug. His hips twitched and began moving slowly once again, making shallow little thrusts up and into Kieren's backside. He murred quietly as he felt the otter beneath him squirming, smiling wide as he leaned in to nuzzle gently at the back of his mate's neck. Ian slowly rubbed up and over Kieren's chest as his body tightly pressed against the otter's.
His own eyes closing, Kieren tilted his head forward to better allow Ian to nuzzle down and against his neck, a murr escaping him as he felt the skunk licking and kissing in against the side of his neck. He moaned softly as he rolled his hips back into Ian's thrusts, squeezing himself down warmly around the skunk's malehood as he pushed himself firmly down over it again and again. Kieren chattered sharply as he felt the top of Ian's length grinding up and over his prostate, the sensation setting a short spurt of his pre staining the sheets as he moaned quietly.
Ian's thrusts started to slow down further, his hips making long, smooth and gentle motions as he ground his shaft into the otter before him. The skunk smiled even as Kieren started to whimper and press back harder into him, the otter obviously wanting him to start moving again. The skunk did move, but it wasn't with a roll of his hips or a thrusting forward and back. Instead he leaned down and grasped one of Kieren's legs, lifting it up and over his head to rest atop his shoulder.
A shiver ran through Kieren's body as he felt the firm malehood within him twisting around, rotating firmly against his inner walls. He moaned quietly as he found himself laying on his back, his eyes lifting in time to catch Ian smiling down at him. The otter smiled warmly back and leaned up, wrapping his arms around the back of Ian's neck and holding on tightly as he pressed his lips against the skunk's.
Eagerly Ian pressed back into Kieren's kiss, his paws holding tightly to the otter's hips as he started to thrust once again. His motions remained slow but were harder than before, the new angle allowing the skunk to move deeper into his love's body. He murred softly against Kieren's lips as he pressed deeper into the kiss, his tongue snaking out and meeting the otter's as he squeezed his mate's hips just a little tighter.
His whole body shaking, Kieren's legs slowly wrapped around Ian's middle and squeezed gently. He bucked himself up against the skunk's thrusts, meeting them evenly as he moaned quietly into their kiss. His tongue twirled about Ian's, their bodies pressing tightly together as if to melt into one. Every thrust of the skunk's hips caused Kieren's heart to beat faster, his chest thudding against Ian's as his back arched. He wriggled up into his mate as they writhed together atop the sheets, his muscles squeezing tightly around the length of malehood rubbing back and forth against his insides.
With every squeeze of the otter's inner muscles a fresh dribble of pre was milked from the skunk, the tip of his shaft smearing the slick fluids against those clenching walls and slicking them further. His nostrils flared as his and Kieren's tongues danced, their bodies locked in a sensuous rhythm of their own as they lost track of the world around them. Even the bed faded away, and all that Ian was aware of was the kiss he shared with his mate, and the feel of his mate's body working up against the thrusting of his hips.
Kieren's bucks back up into those thrusts grew faster and firmer as the spikes of pleasure grew harder, setting his malehood twitching and throbbing against the fur of his belly. One of his paws reached up to grasp at it only to be batted aside by one of Ian's, the two of them both reaching for the otter's malehood at the same time. Kieren relented as he squeezed down tighter around Ian's length, grinding down atop it as the skunk started to paw along his sensitive flesh.
His fingers moved up and down in time with his thrusts, Ian's hips remaining steady as the pleasure inside him built up slowly. It was no hard fuck, no quickie backside pounding like they so often did whenever the mood took them. It was proper love-making, the coming together of their two bodies in the throes of pleasure. There was no drive to go faster, there was no urge to simply spill his load. There was the act itself, and as he squeezed down around Kieren's shaft and hilted himself inside his otter, Ian simply let himself go.
The otter moaned softly, panting for breath as Ian broke their kiss, his whole body trembling and shaking as he felt the skunk's muzzle slipping down to his throat. A trail of kisses and licks and nuzzles was laid upon his neck, drawing a fresh moan of pleasure and want from Kieren's muzzle. The otter tilted his head back as he worked back against his thrusts, offering his neck to his mate's wishes as he gorged himself again and again on Ian's malehood.
The skunk's paws roamed over Kieren's sides as he slowly increased the pace of his thrusts, his hips grinding up against the otter's rump firmly with each inward push. Ian lapped up and down over his mate's neck, grazing his teeth along it gently in just the way that he knew the otter loved. Sure enough Kieren's moans suddenly grew more fervent, their volume only increasing further as Ian kissed his way down and over his shoulder. Through his own moans the skunk smiled, eyes closing as he buried his face against his love's neck.
Squirming up against the skunk's body, Kieren ground his malehood up into Ian's paw. His hips started to hump slowly, slipping his pre-slicked length up and between his mate's fingers as thrust up, only to push himself back down firmly around Ian's shaft. He squeezed down tightly, wrapping himself snugly around his mate's flesh each time he felt the skunk's hips pressing against his backside. His body shivered and twitched, legs squeezing tightly at Ian's middle as he gasped and moaned, one of his paws reaching up to the back of the skunk's head to hold him to his shoulder.
Ian's own fingers tightened down, one paw squeezing tightly at Kieren's hip as the other firmly held the otter's length, a twitch of his wrist sending a fresh dribble of pre trailing down it and over his fingers. His breathing quickened, his heartbeat thudding against Kieren's chest as he held his mate tightly. He clearly felt the beating of Kieren's heart, thudding almost in time with his own as his body surged with pleasure. His malehood throbbed hard within the otter's body, pulsing as it pumped back and forth against Kieren's inner walls, the pre spilling from his tip growing thicker as he climax built up.
The otter pressed himself up firmly against Ian, trapping his shaft between their bodies. Even without the stimulation from the skunk's paw, Kieren found his sensitive flesh grinding up through his mate's soft fur, ground between them with every bump of their bodies moving together. His moans turned to hushed, muffled whimpers as he forced himself to hold back, ordering his body to not simply explode with pleasure as the skunk's malehood launched a renewed assault on his prostate. Their fur matted, slicked together by the otter's pre as he bit his lower lip, trying to keep from moaning too loudly in case even that sound of pleasure was enough to set him off.
It was Ian's control that frayed first, the skunk driven right up to the edge by the eager squeezing of Kieren's muscles around his shaft. His eyes squeezed tightly shut as he pressed his lips firmly against the otter's neck, kissing it as his hips began to jerk erratically. His malehood twitched once, twice, and erupted as he slammed it down to the hilt inside his mate. His moans of pleasure were muted by Kieren's neck as his seed erupted deep inside the otter, pulse after pulse spilling out into his depths. His paw squeezed tightly around the base of Kieren's length, fingers rubbing up and down it vigorously as he emptied himself once again into his mate.
That surge of the skunk's seed was all it took to obliterate all of Kieren's remaining control, his whole body twitching and jerking in pleasure as his own climax it. His shaft throbbing in Ian's paw, all Kieren could do was cry out in pleasure, moaning out the skunk's name to the ceiling as waves of pleasure washed over his body. Hot, thick jets of his own seed were smeared across Ian's fingers and stained their fur, sticking the two together as the otter clung tightly to his mate. He panted heavily, legs squeezing tighter still around Ian's hips as he held the skunk inside him, keeping the spurting length of his love buried to the hilt in his rump.
The two held tightly to one another as they rode out their climax, each squeeze of Kieren's malehood drawing a fresh spurt of Ian's seed out. The otter moaned softly as he milked the skunk dry, every drop of his own fluids shot out across their chests to soak into their fur. Together they panted for air, gasping and moaning and murring quietly as the heated pleasure of their climax faded away to the warmth of their afterglow, each one still holding the other tightly.
It was a few minutes before either Ian or Kieren stirred, but it was the otter that moved first. He leaned to the side, his eyes still closed as he tenderly nuzzled and licked at Ian's cheek, giving the skunk's body a gentle squeeze. He smiled warmly as he felt Ian's arms wrapping fully around him, and pressed up into his love's embrace with a chittering giggle. "Mmrrr... good morning, sweetheart..."
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Breathe
I can feel the magic floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've
Never been this swept away
All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze
When I'm lying wrapped up in your arms
The whole world just fades away
The only thing I hear
Is the beating of your heart
'Cause I can feel you breathe
It's washing over me
Suddenly I'm melting into you
There's nothing left to prove
Baby, all we need is just to be
Caught up in the touch
The slow and steady rush
Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can feel you breathe
Just breathe
In a way I know my heart is waking up
As all the walls come tumbling down
I'm closer than I've ever felt before
And I know
And you know
There's no need for words right now
'Cause I can feel you breathe
It's washing over me
Suddenly I'm melting into you
There's nothing left to prove
Baby, all we need is just to be
Caught up in the touch
The slow and steady rush
Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can feel you breathe
Just breathe
Caught up in the touch
The slow and steady rush
Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can feel you breathe
Just breathe
I can feel the magic floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
And there you have it; the final story of the Fae's Christmas Music-Themed Special this year! Please leave some comments down below (including the obligatory "I Came!" if you did so!), to let me know how you liked it! Give it a rating, a fav, anything!
Don't worry if you want more of this, though, because I certainly plan to be doing this again next year, preferably without the problems of long-story uploading I've had this year. Hopefully then I'll also start this in advance and actually get myself with them all finished more than a week before the special begins! Next year's special though will be a little different. After all, while I like my music a lot, there's a whole lot of other music out there that could provide a spark of inspiration.
And so I put the call out to you lot, you who enjoyed the special and want to have a part in next year's go around. Comment on this story, and suggest a song for me to use next year. Provide me a link if you can, similar to the ones that I've used for you lot here, and I'll check them all out to see which five will be most suitable to next year's special. No rickrolls though, please, or anything similar. I'd hate to have to read out the Writer's Miranda Rights. I can be cruel. *waggles eyeridges*
So, good day to you all, sticky readers! I'm Faora Meridian, this is my Christmas special, and I'm now going to go and nap for a couple days or something. Be well, furballs, and see you next year!
Or, you know, the next time I get the urge to write some smut. Whichever comes first.