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It was the first time Legionaire came face to face with a glory hole. Or rather, hole to paw. He tucked two fingers inside, sliding the pads along the smooth edges of the circular emptiness. How did these things even work? It was a hole dug into the wall of a bathroom stall, more fit for pranks than anything else. It was probably easy to slide in messy sheets of paper, pens or even firecrackers, but these glorious holes were not built for such mundane affairs.

They were built for pleasure and relief. Legionaire retrieved his paw and scratched the underside of his white muzzle. He had been staring at the graffiti on the wall for the past five minutes, and only now he found the courage to touch that gaping thing.

"It's gonna take a while," he mumbled softly, more to himself than to anyone who happened to take a crap at the same time. Decisions like these were infuriatingly hard to make.

"Not if I service you," a shaky voice came.

Legionaire drew back, azure wings flaring with surprise. They hit the walls of the annoyingly small stall, making Legionaire growl his frustration.

"W-wait," he said. "Service me?"

No answer came, save from the sound of footsteps. Was somebody moving on the other side? It stopped before Legionaire could make any sense of it.

And then, the voice flared back to life. "I...sorry, yes," a short choke followed. "I can suck, massage, deepthroat and...yes, take it up my ass if you desire."

"Let me...let me think about it," Legionaire said, almost as unsure as the high pitched voice coming from behind the wall. It had a feminine touch to it, though Legionaire couldn't be sure. He waited, and waited, and waited some more, counting twelve heartbeats. He was no pansy. Standing taller than an ordinary human and with a muscular build to envy, the wolf hybrid prided himself with his strength and ability to impress. He had a tongue as trained as his abs, and he always found ways to charm both ladies and lads.

Only this time, something was different. The prospect of a quick service touched Legionaire's increasingly erect cock, even if his mind disagreed. The warm touch of a mate, the soft caress of a paw, the passionate embrace of a kiss were what made love actual love!

Legionaire pressed his jaws together and turned away from the hole. Being serviced by a stranger held no emotional value. It was shallow and empty, devoid of the affection shared in the loving embrace of a mate.

And it was also enticing and deliciously dirty.

"How much?" Legionaire turned around with a soft whine. He was fully erect now, his impressive bulge tenting the bronze zip of his black jeans to its limits.

"Forty bucks," the voice answered. "Tell me what you want, and I will see you to completion."

"A blowjob," Legionaire already worked on unzipping himself. "I want a long, warm, and moist blowjob. But please..." his words trailed off as he scratched behind a furred ear.

"Anything you desire."

"Please make it slow. I want to...to remember how it was to mate."

"Will do my best."

Legionaire licked his lips. He was almost shivering due to excitement as his yellow cock poked out of the oppressive underwear. It bobbed in the air and throbbed, flared tip already glistening with precum.

He walked in front of the glory hole, then stopped as a long whistle came.

"You are- You are so big!"

Legionaire smiled meekly. "I get told quite often. Don't allow size to fool you though. I'm quite sensitive."

The voice gave a nodding gulp. "Anything I should be aware of?"

Legionaire tucked his wings behind his back. It was hard to resist the temptation of just grabbing his cock and unloading every drop of his seed here and now. "Ugh, no. I have been on my own for a very long time, so please take it slow."

"Sure!" a short squeak came. "Put it through and relax. Think of your mate. Of her deep, wet lips..."

"I kind of like males too," Legionaire admitted. Why enjoy a single pleasure when he could have had both?

"Then think of both," the voice descended into a soothing whisper. "Two partners. A male...one female...both working on your hard, beautiful cock..."

Legionaire closed his eyes and lost himself in the fantasy. He slowly inched forward until the tip of his cock pierced the edge of the hole. It entered deeper, deeper, with a soft, sensual thrust...

Then throbbed fiercely, veins bulging along its length. Legionaire gasped. Warm pads enveloped his length, and his tip was kissed by the warmest touch he felt in ages.

"Chhhh," he muffled his rebellious moan, thrusting the rest of his erect cock inside. The hole was just slightly bigger than him, causing friction between his engorged shaft and the smooth, lubricated edge of the hole.

"Too-" a wet slurp interrupted the sentence. "Too fast?"

"Naaghhh," Legionaire snarled, clenching his fists. "Just...just right. Please keep going."

In truth, he wanted it to happen a lot slower, but the sheer pressure of his unspent seed clouded his mind. It had been weeks since his last release, and every thought passing through Legionaire's fuzzy blue head was related to mating. Mating and large amounts of sexual fluids.

Another lick brushed against his exposed flesh, interrupting his train of thoughts. The canine -for only they had such smooth, long tongues- slurped and whirled around the tip of his cock, driving the wolf-dragon mad with lust. He squeezed his eyes shut, forcing the unruly throbs into submission. With each clench of his flesh, a jolt of pleasure rushed below his clenching balls. It slithered between his fuzzy rumps, all the way up to his erect tail and the puckered ring clenching below it.

"More," Legionaire pulled back and thrust again. "Quicker."

The canine kissed the tip. "You said-"

"I said quicker!" Legionaire hissed, slightly more desperate than he intended. He got exactly what he wanted. The warm pads cupped his whole length, trapping him inside the glory hole. Legionaire pulled back. He slid against those pads, snarling out the loudest moan he ever unleashed.

"Feels good?" the canine slurped around the tip.

"Y-yes! I want to-to-"

"To what?"

"TO CUM!" Legionaire throbbed, releasing three spurts of precum in quick succession. The pressure became too fierce, and the scalding itch too bothersome. It raked his muscles, dispersing into fiery tingles of elation. The canine was good. Too good. He swirled his tongue across the bulging veins, then returned to the tip, circling it with an overflowing tongue dripping with precum and saliva. Legionaire pressed his forehead against the wall. His eyes were squeezed shut, and his tail rocked from side to side, too restless with arousal.

He was about to cum. He felt the pressure spiking-

Then stopped as the canine pulled his muzzle back. The wolf hybrid gasped, managing three feeble thrusts before his arousal stabilized.

"How bad do you want it, big one?"

"Bad," Legionaire panted. "Very, very bad."

"Then thrust into me," the tongue returned, along with those thunderous throbs. "Thrust, and cum deep inside me."

Deep inside...those words alone quickened Legionaire's seed. He pulled back, then rammed forth, sliding along the gripping paws and straight into the canine's mouth.

"Grrraaaaaaaawrrrrr!" Legionaire howled his bliss as his wings spread and his claws raked the wall. It was so warm. So moist. He was fully inside the canine's maw, a scalding place of too much flesh and too many muscles. He thrust quickly and desperately, bearing no concern for the approaching climax. The tongue no longer slurped, but wrapped around the shaft as Legionaire's flared tip delved deeper...and deeper...and deeper...

Until he was brought on the verge of release. With a final, desperate thrust, Legionaire cried out his bliss, unleashing weeks worth of semen into the canine's suckling muzzle.

The first spurt took him by surprise. He choked, but the spasm only added to Legionaire's pleasure. He trembled and moaned, keeping his member firmly lodged inside as it spurted wave after wave of fertile semen down the canine's throat. He swallowed as much as he could, each gulp massaging Legionaire's spasming tip. It did not stop after the sixth throb, nor the sevenths, but still clenched and spat, drawing out every last drop of semen from the hybrid's clenching balls.

And it felt surreal. Each throb was stronger than the last. His tailhole clenched again and again, each time bursting with intense pleasure. Legionaire rarely soared this high. He lost the ability to see, smell, hear and think. It was only him, his erupting seed, and the spasms that made his canine partner choke and cough.

Legionaire blinked several times. He was still not done when the kneading warmth vanished, leaving his semen to shoot and splash on the ground below.

"I'm-I'm sorry," paws rubbed the oozing tip, stimulating it down to the very last drops. "I shouldn't have choked, but your seed was too much. Came too quickly, and-"

"Don't worry," Legionaire said between breaths. He licked his fangs, panting like a dog that just took his bitch. "It happens. Not your fault."

"It IS my fault," the canine snarled, somewhat disheartened. "You are so kind and nice, and I...I failed to pleasure you."

"Dude, you gave me the best orgasm I had in ages. It's I who should be complimenting you" Legionaire crouched in front of the hole. He caught sight of some whiskers, and a muzzle that still dripped with cum.

"I- Was I good?" a tongue swipe followed.

"Excellent." Legionaire dashed his own, meeting clumped fur wet with his seed. The canine yelped and rolled to the side, away from the hole.

"I am, I am glad!" he replied awkwardly.

He was so shy and cute! Legionaire got up, milked his cock for a few stray drops, licked them and pulled his jeans back up.

"I will come again," he slid a hundred dollar bill through the hole.

"A hundred? You can't-"

"Yes I can," he chuckled, smiling at the canine's surprised yelp. "Take care!"

"Err, you too!"

Legionaire washed his paws, arranged the blue fur around his golden horns a little bit, then strode out of the bathroom just as two other guys came in. The bear looked rather fierce with that white, upturned baseball cap about his black dyed head, but his wolf companion did not share his cool attitude. He twisted and turned the camera he carried, cursing silently. Legionaire slinked past them, but he couldn't help overhear their conversation.

"The fuck's wrong with this crap?"

"No idea man. Just make sure it works. Wanna make sure I have everything on film when I'm doing it."

A few seconds passed.

"So are you ready?" One of them asked.

"Yep. Fuck that bitch."

Legionaire looked back. The bathroom door had a glass window, and even if it didn't face the stalls, he could still see and hear what was going on. A yelp followed, the same, lovely sound he heard during the peak of his pleasure. His canine was in trouble, and those two assholes were having their way with him.

He didn't think or analyze the situation. Legionaire bust the door open and charged the two just as they dragged the fox out of its stall.

"Stop squirming, whore, or we'll-"

Legionaire roared. The two idiots stopped and looked back, wide eyed.

"The fuck?" The wolf stumbled back towards a urinary.

"Back off, dude," the bear growled. "We have scores to settle with this little bitch."

He grabbed the fox, one hand trapping his arms while the other dug into his crotch. The fox cried as the bear squeezed its frail form with a brutish grip.

"Release him, or-"

"Or what?" The bear taunted.

Legionaire had no further words to share. He charged, sending the wolf crashing into the opposite stall with a single swipe of a hand. The bear drew back, but not quick enough. Legionaire punched his muzzle twice until it bled, then kicked his crotch a lot harder than the poor ursine expected. He collapsed on the floor, choking on his own breath.

"Wha-" the fox sniffled. "You-you killed them?"

"No," Legionaire picked him up in his strong, muscular arms. He shivered and trembled all over.

"Shh. I just taught them a lesson in good manners."

"Thank you. Will they-"

"They'll live," he cut, licking the fox between his fiery amber eyes. He shied away, but couldn't move much inside the hybrid's gentle grip.

Legionaire smiled. "Do you have a place to go? A home or..."

His fox blinked. He was still in shock, and his tears had yet to stop. After a few sobs, he regained his composure. "I was supposed...supposed to earn a couple hundreds more until..."

"Until these bastards came," Legionaire couldn't help but snarl his fury. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you."

The fox remained silent long after the two left the bathroom. He felt protected and safe within the arms of another, and Legionaire had no complaints about that. He squeezed the fox closer to his chest and brought his wings around like a protective, living blanket.

"I live very close," he said, exiting the Fatass Burger diner. The night had a chill to it, but they didn't reach the protected fox. "Do you mind if I take you to my place? I'll fix you some warm food and throw in some cookies while at it. Does that sound good?"

Legionaire got a short nod and a meek smile in return. That spoke louder than any other words the fox could have shared. The wolf hybrid nodded with a warm smile and ran all the way to his place, stopping only when the block loomed before him. Legionaire pushed the entrance door with one hand, climbed all the stairs to the third floor to avoid waiting for the elevator, and unlocked the way inside his apartment without problems.

"Here we are, dear fox," Legionaire hit a light switch, and his rooms were instantly illuminated. "This is my humble den."

"Thank you," the fox whimpered, squirming inside Legionaire's grip.

"Should I...?"

"Yes please. I can walk on my own now."

"Your choice." He gently lowered the fox on the ground, supporting his lithe form with two rather large paws. His companion was a head smaller and looked quite frail. If it wasn't for the black fluff bristling around his arms and down the mini skirt, he would've looked like a stick.

The fox placed a still trembling paw on Legionaire's arm to support himself and took a few unsure steps forward.

"I don't mind carrying you," Legionaire offered, winking.

"Don't- don't need," the fox walked ahead, seeking the support of the wall to maintain his balance.

Legionaire respected his decision. He slinked past the fox, smiling warmly as he showed him the way around the spacious apartment. The fox wasn't very eager to explore. He walked straight to the bed and prepared to crash, if something didn't stop him.

"What's wrong," Legionaire laid a comforting hand on the beautiful canine's shoulder. He got a startled yelp in return, quickly followed by an apology.

"I'm sorry. I-I don't want to stain your bed," he looked down at his soiled skirt and knee-high socks. "I'm all dirty, and I don't mean to ruin your sheets."

"Mean it. You are more important than some rags."

The fox turned around. His amber eyes widened as a friendly shove sent him squawking into the fluffy bed. The warm mattress enveloped his form, and the fox blinked a few times in astonishment. He probably never felt something so soft.

"I can't I just...just can't," he tried to roll to the side and rise, but Legionaire quickly soothed his worries.

"It's ok....it's ok..." he whispered as he slowly lay on the side of the bed, caressing the soft fur of a leg. The fox pulled his knees closer and wrapped his arms around them. Today has been a hard day for the poor thing. Legionaire could tell just by looking at him. Pleasure givers, often named whores by the assholes seeking their services, rarely knew what a smooth, warm touch meant. Rough, fast strokes were as common as rape. Everybody wanted to finish fast, and when they didn't get their bang for the bucks, they broke into the stalls and dragged the pleasure givers outside for a second round.

Legionaire was appalled by such brutish ways. He always treated everyone with respect, and made little difference between pampered rich boys and low-end whores who used their skills in any way they could to make a living.

He extended a hand towards the fox, but he calmly declined through a head shake. He still shivered, and Legionaire couldn't blame him. Fights were quite nasty when they got serious. Rape was a lot worse. Arms that small could barely pack a hit, and the sky-blue skirt paired with the gold striped socks were an open invitation to any predator.

Legionaire had no such lustful thoughts. Beauty was a lot more meaningful to him. He traced the fox's perky ears, descending on either side of his white specked muzzle. Down his neck a snow-white patch bloomed amidst his dark fur, which asserted its dominance all the way down to his flanks. Legionaire went lower, and lower, until he peeked at the bulge resting inside the pink hearted panties. The fox brought his legs together, pretending to look out the window.

Legionaire blushed furiously. He too looked away and scratched a false itch between the feathers of a wing. He was obviously male, his fox, even if his appearance hinted otherwise. He wore female clothes, and that made him infuriatingly cute!

"I'll get...you do want something yes? Water or cookies. Yes, I said I had cookies, didn't I?"

"Water would be great," the fox smiled shyly.

Legionaire jumped off the bed so quickly he hit the wall. He groaned, made a sign that everything is ok, and lurched towards the kitchen before he babbled on. His heart was pounding, and his head was too fluffy with the memories of the previous blowjob. All the warmth returned to his bulging crotch, engorging his cock with four, powerful throbs.

"Oh jeez," he licked his lips, covering his bulge with a hand. What if the fox saw? What if he came here? Legionaire took a quick peek and dismissed those stupid worries with a determined nod.

"He's not here. He's not coming. Gosh, why am I worrying so much?" It felt stupid. He had the guts and the strength to take on two guys and rescue a fox. He wasn't about to let some random fuzzy feelings get the best of him.

"Right," he mumbled, eyes fixing on the shiny pack on the left of the blender. "Water, he said? I'm gonna make you something a lot better."

With a wide smile on his face, Legionaire prepared a throughout meal and carried the tray back to the bed. The fox cupped his maw at the sight. His eyes were dazzling with need, and his tail swished furiously behind.

"You have chocolate milk, dark chocolate cookies on the right, and here you have strawberry jam and honey to dip with these crackers," Legionaire brought the chocolate coated biscuits from behind his back.

"T-thank you. It's so sweet of you to...bring me sweets." The fox scratched his arm. His eyes darted from Legionaire to the tray, then back towards the balcony. He seemed so unsure. So undecided.

Legionaire tucked his wings behind and took a seat on the bed, pushing the tray closer to the fox. "They're yours. Eat," he chuckled. "You deserve something sweet after..." he particularly avoided the word rape. "After what happened."

"I...thank you again, for everything. If it wasn't for you..." a soft sob escaped his half-parted muzzle.

"Shhh," Legionaire pulled the fox closer and wrapped one of his feathery wings around him. "You're safe now. As long as I am here, I promise no harm will come to you."

"Truly?" Their eyes met.

"Absolutely!" Legionaire dashed a quick lick across the fox's muzzle, tasting his lips.

He drew back, licking his nose with a slow, tantalizing caress. "You-did you-"

"Yes," Legionaire whispered softly, inching closer to those beautiful, fiery eyes. "I want to show you that I really mean it." He licked him again. The fox no longer pulled back, but poked his own tongue between his canines, dabbing at Legionaire's. The hybrid moaned softly and leaned into the kiss, sneaking his tongue inside the fox's maw. It was as wet as he expected, and deliciously warm. He twisted and poked around, melting in the scalding rush of affection. He was about to curl around the fox when he pulled back with a soft yip.

"It's too fast. Too fast after..." he turned away, seeking comfort in the warmth of the chocolate milk.

"It's ok," Legionaire licked his lips dreamily. "This isn't a pleasuring session. We'll do everything at your own pace."

He got a quick nod in response, followed by the crumbling munching of cookies. The fox wolfed them with bestial hunger and slurped at the milk with his long, fleshy tongue.

"What's your name? I don't mind calling you dear or fluffy, but-"

"Daniel," the fox replied, cracking a biscuit between his jaws. "Daniel Storm."

"I'm Legionaire," the hybrid extended a paw. It wasn't a proper greeting, with a person feasting on cookies while the other admired said feasting, but the fox shook his paw nonetheless.

"I'm delighted. You are...you're the best thing that happened to me, Legionaire," Daniel turned his head for a meek glance, then focused back on his meal.

"I'm glad!" Legionaire said excitedly. "Very, very glad."

He pondered Daniel's words in silence while he dabbed experimentally at the jam. What was his past? What turn of events forced him to give pleasure in exchange for currency? He wanted to ask these questions, and promise he would love him and care for him and keep him away from rapists and needy males.

But he couldn't. Not so soon after the recent misfortune. He didn't want to remind Daniel of the pain he went through, so Legionaire waited with a hand on a leg and the other above the bulge between them. Each throb became more furious than the last, reminding him of the feelings he ignored in the kitchen.

You're falling for him, you stupid pup. Tell him. Tell him everything now, and perhaps he will become the mate you've been waiting all along. At least that's what his heart advised. Logic was a lot colder. Stirring up such heavy feelings after a rape was unwise. Wounds needed time to heal.

_Let it slide. You have time. Take it slow, like he took you in the bathroom. _Legionaire whined softly, allowing his need to escape between his clenched teeth. He did aim for a smooth experience, but raw need got the best of him. The way he thrust and unleashed his seed into Daniel's inviting maw made him shiver with desire. Legionaire cupped the bulge inside his hand. Yes. Just a bit tighter. He clenched his fingers, rubbing around the edges of his oversensitive tip. The stimulation was electrifying. It sent a spike so hot and unexpected up his spine that Legionaire jerked, thrusting into his own paw. The sudden motion, along with the slightly obvious yelp gripped Daniel's attention.

He turned around in an equally awkward manner, spilling remnants of cookies and milk all over Legionaire's face.

"I-I'm really sorry. I didn't intend to- oh fluff it!" he pushed the tray aside and got up from the bed. "Every time something nice happens, I have to ruin it!"

Legionaire was up in an instant. "No...no!" he hugged the fox before he could dart through the door. "You did nothing wrong."

"I spit on you! With your own food!"

"And?" Legionaire asked simply.

The fox looked to the side, unable to bear the shame. "Where I come from, you would get beaten for this," his words became more grave. "Beaten, then raped and taught to never do it again."

"Hey, it's just food," Daniel's chin was lifted by a blue furred paw. "And I already promised no harm will come to you when I'm near. Besides, I don't mind if you clean your own mess."

They both laughed. Daniel looked down, then back at Legionaire. "I can do that for you, if you want."

"Mrrr," he purred. "There would be other things I would want as well."

The fox looked unsure for a moment, but he opened his muzzle, whispering softly. "Such as?"

Legionaire's heart skipped a beat. He was beautiful, with those fiery eyes and the jet black fur surrounding that little muzzle. He pulled the fox closer in a hug, wrapped his wings around him, and licked his ear lovingly before whispering like a gentle summer breeze.

"Love you...and care for you...and keep you safe no matter what," he ended it with another lick.

Silence fell between them, allowing only for their frenzied hearts to speak. The fox quivered, then broke into soft, yelping sobs.

Legionaire pulled back. "Hey, I didn't want to-"

"No," Daniel hugged him back, squeezing him fiercely against his petite form. "It's not you...I mean it is you," he took a deep breath. "I never...ever had someone care for me before. I was always alone. Always on my own."

Legionaire opened his muzzle to speak, but his tongue twisted with emotion. He shut his muzzle, allowing the fox the silence he needed to recuperate. His hands moved and caressed Legionaire's back, sliding along his well trained muscles with obvious expertise.

"You're unreal, dear wolf. I want to hold you, and cling to you, and make sure this beautiful dream never ends before..." he trailed off for a few breaths. "Before I awake again in a world of shit."

"Never," Legionaire gently pushed him back and licked the tears rolling from his amber eyes. "I won't let that happen. I promised."

Daniel tried to speak, but found his muzzle too occupied with a warm, passionate kiss. He closed his eyes and welcomed the invading tongue. The two licked inside and around their muzzles, sharing feelings that could never be explained through words. One kiss rolled into the other, becoming more wild and lustful. Legionaire felt hands sliding under his shirt. The warm pads pressed softly against his toned build, caressing his chest until they slid lower....and lower...and lower...

He gripped the spindly arms in his own, bigger ones and snapped his eyes open from the blissful ripples flowing through his body.

"No," Legionaire said through another quick kiss. "You don't have to."

"Even if I want to?" Daniel smirked mischievously, licking under Legionaire's fluffy chin.

The hybrid moaned lustfully. That playful tongue felt incredibly arousing. "I don't want you to think I'm caring you for personal pleasure. I'm not like that," he licked the fox between his ears.

Daniel murred his approval and cupped Legionaire's horns between his arms. He tugged gently, forcing him to go lower until their noses met.

"I know. You showed me. And I want to love you back, Legionaire, and show you how grateful I am for everything."

"A kiss does it," he slurped around the fox's muzzle until he conceded. After a round of tongue wrestling, both pulled back, whining lustfully.

"It only made me desire you more, you big twat," Daniel pushed his muzzle into Legionaire's neck, grazing along the fur.

That felt divine. Thrusting into plain air, Legionaire released two quick spurts of precum from his flaring member. His muzzle contorted, letting out a long growl as the warmth settled around his rapidly throbbing erection.

"That felt too good."

"Then let me continue. Let me make you feel good," Daniel's head disappeared from the field of vision, sliding below Legionaire's waist.

"Do you really-"

"Yes!" The fox growled, pinching Legionaire's ass. "For the first time, I can choose who to sleep with..." he brought his paws to Legionaire's tense crotch. "And who to pleasure."

Legionaire couldn't help but moan as soon as the string of words ended. Daniel treated the captive cock with soft licks and daring grazing through the fabric of the jeans while he worked on the zip.

"D-Daniel!'

"Shh," the fox pulled back the zip, revealing a tented and somewhat soaked underwear. His tongue slid around the damp patch in soft, continuous circles.

Legionaire thrust. Blood raged inside him, tensing his rock-hard member to its limits. All thoughts and words were erased from his mind as his jaws embraced one another. With every lick, the pressure in his crotch flared back, threatening to erupt with any given throb.

"Mrrr," the fox slurped hungrily at yet another spurt of precum. "You taste so good, and I didn't even catch the taste of your bare flesh."

"Please do it," Legionaire panted. "Take me inside. Make me...cuuuum!" he strained his words as the licks returned. Daniel worked a paw underneath the shaft, tugging at the tense spheres resting inside the loose pouch. Legionaire's knees buckled. He stumbled forward, poking his needy erection into Daniel's muzzle.

The fox took it all in through the underwear. He suckled a few times, driving Legionaire on the brink of release. Why did it feel so good? The fetters of the cloth worked alongside his throbs, holding his member in place until it rocked upwards. When that happened, it slid against the erupting slime, rubbing in a fast, maddening caress.

Daniel suckled a few times, taking in all the taste, then pulled his head back, looking into Legionaire's eyes with a satisfied smile.

"How did you like that, your hugeness?"

The hybrid rolled his eyes inside their sockets. He felt almost light headed with pleasure. It flooded his body, urging him to release the torrent within. After a few quick breaths to stabilize his raging lust, Legionaire found the strength to speak.

"It was...delicious. Fantastic. But I still want-"

A sharp tug brought his dripping underwear to his knees. Legionaire gasped. His whole erection broke free, bobbing in the air like a yellow, muscular pole.

"I know what you want," the fox traced his playful tongue around the tip. "And I will give it to you," he tested Legionaire's hole with the tip of his salivating tongue. "I will make you cum."

"Grrrrawr!" the hybrid's wings flared to the sides as he thrust forth. He could take the teasing no more. Daniel was unprepared for the sheer length that invaded his muzzle, but he took it in nonetheless. He brought his head forth and choked when the tip slid across his tongue and all the way into his throat.

It felt just like last time. Kneading flesh, pulsating and rubbing his whole length at once. The wolf hybrid remained inside for a few ragged breaths, then pulled back, drawing slimy strings between the fox's lips and his bulging member.

"Again," Daniel said, pushing forward for another deep thrust. He took it deeper this time, choking just when a spurt of precum surged across Legionaire's crotch. The sudden spasm clenched his balls, draining several drops of stray seed.

"Hrrrr aaarrrrr!" Legionaire snarled and licked his muzzle with erratic tongue strokes. Mating felt primal and loving, and without anything to bite onto, he snapped and grazed at nothingness until Daniel retreated.

"Mrr," the fox tasted the rich fragrance of the golden cock and rubbed around the knot with his lubricated paws. "Deeper."

Legionaire complied. He delved back into the fox's tight muzzle, pushing deeper than ever before. Even his knot disappeared behind the snowy canines, tasting the slick warmth of Daniel's lips. A throb came. Legionaire's whole body tensed. His wings trembled with strain, and his claws dug into his fists.

A second throb followed. Daniel choked, prompting another delicious spasm. Veins bulged along Legionaire's length, warning of a third, impending throb which never came.

A warm snake traveled across Legionaire's spine, making him shiver. The pressure inside his crotch slithered forth with the might of a raging river. It tensed his balls, made its way across the still muscles of his member, and burst through the flared tip in one, magnificent spurt. Daniel clenched his maw, applying pressure behind the trapped knot. The warmth and the pressure were too much. With a last, half-hearted thrust, Legionaire collapsed in the face of impending release.

Seed burst through his flared tip, washing over Daniel's throat in waves of drowning seed. Legionaire howled his bliss and raked the walls with his claws. His legs became unsteady, and every spurt launching through his oversensitive cock challenged him to remain on his feet.

"Rhaaaahhhr!" he ejaculated again and again, splashing his fertile goo inside Daniel's hungering maw. He swallowed as fast as he could, but he was no match for the sheer pressure and the raging amount of thick, canine semen. He coughed once, splashing the gooey mess all over Legionaire's crotch. Strings dribbled on either side of Daniel's muzzle, pooling inside his contorting throat.

"M-much," Daniel stuttered between fits as he released the spurting cock from his overflowing lips. Legionaire paid no mind to the vanishing warmth. Each throb summoned fresh reserves of semen to splash against Daniel's paws. He worked both of them along the rock hard member, clenching around the knot for mind-numbing spurts while his tongue and the other paw worked on the flared tip.

Legionaire was in pure bliss. He rocked back and forth, drawing out every drop of seed from his clenching balls. The stimulation never failed to satisfy. A paw was always in the right place, and the tongue teased his most sensitive of places before every spurt. He came, and came, and came again, until the healthy ropes turned into meager dribbles.

That's when Legionaire finally took a deep breath.

"Gaaaah," he groaned, falling on his knees. Daniel drew out his orgasm far more than he was used to. He felt utterly spent as he stared at the fox's messy muzzle.

"How was that for a blowjob?" He smiled, causing several drops to splash on the ground.

Legionaire panted. He perked his head and launched his tongue forth, licking the excess goo from Daniel's whiskers. "The best I ever received."

He pulled his fox in a warm embrace and kissed him, stealing away the taste of his own, rich seed. They kissed several times and licked each other until all obvious deposits were thoroughly ingested. The taste was truly exquisite. Legionaire never wasted his own seed, and slurping it from the fur of a dear mate proved a very powerful stimulus. Not even a minute passed, and his cock rose from its slumber, gushing a few drops of lingering seed.

"We'll have to do something about that," Daniel pointed out.

"It can wait."

Legionaire hoisted Daniel in his arms and carried him all the way to the bed. "What are you doing?" he laughed, playfully nibbling around one of Legionaire's golden horns.

"Servicing you," he dropped the fox -and himself along with him- on the bed. "I have yet to taste your seed."

"Not necessary," Daniel babbled, covering his crotch.

"Did you listen when I told you the same thing?"

He smirked a guilty smile.

"Then lean back and see how a lover offers pleasure."

Daniel nodded. He closed his eyes and laid his head on top of his arms, murring softly at the prospect of being taken. Legionaire slowly started his exploration. He kissed and nibbled around Daniel's half opened muzzle, tasted his tongue, then slid down his chin. The fox thoroughly exposed himself. He lay limp, heart beating quickly inside his lean chest. Legionaire pushed his hands underneath his golden blouse and felt the warmth of his fur. It was enticing, just like the smell. He dug his nose into the fox's belly, smiling when his partner squirmed and laughed.

"Does that tickle?"

"Yes! Yes!" he kicked his legs.

"What about this?"

Daniel froze. His chuckles turned into a whimper as his cock tensed within Legionaire's embrace. He prodded several times, feeling the bulge inside the dripping panties.

"You got as wet as a female, dear," Legionaire teased, rubbing a hand over Daniel's throbbing erection.

"Y-yes. It happens with us foxes. We get very, very wet."

Delicious. Legionaire gently pulled the mini skirt down. Daniel moaned wishfully. He squirmed like a pup, rocking his erection with every jolt. He could barely handle himself from all that arousal. Licking his lips, Legionaire sniffed around the fox's privates. He had a definite masculine scent about him, but also a smoother, alluring fragrance. It was sweet, reminding of a female in heat. Legionaire licked hungrily, sucking the cloth for all its worth. He stopped hear the tip, sucking it through the fabric before Daniel became truly desperate.

"Just...just take me, Please..."

With a lustful growl, Legionaire worked the panties down the fox's knee high socks. He pulled those down too, exposing his soft padded paws. Their fingers clenched with obvious arousal, and Legionaire looked between the fox's flanks just in time to see a spurt of liquescence shooting high into the air.

"I know, I know. No more waiting."

Daniel mewled some unintelligible words. He got past the point of rational thinking, and Legionaire couldn't blame him. He was there too a few minutes ago, feeding his seed to the fox splayed before him.

"You smell so enticing," he flicked his tongue over the crimson tip. "Mrrr," he swirled his tongue inside his maw to analyze the acquired taste. "And taste even better."

Before Daniel could react, Legionaire took his length inside his larger muzzle. It fit easily, and the knot was no problem to take. Legionaire let it throb inside the stretched sheath just a bit longer, suckling on the shaft instead. Daniel beat his tail furiously. He writhed like a pup, whimpering and moaning his dire need. He throbbed and thrust feebly, working his way into the scalding sanctuary.

Legionaire never allowed him too deep. He prepared a surprise, and Daniel was bound to like it. When his moans became louder and his throbs increasingly fierce, Legionaire knew it was the time to act.

"It's-it's coming!"

He waited a heartbeat.

"Ghh. Almost..." Daniel tensed, just like Legionaire did before he burst

"I'm-I'm about to..."

Yes he was. Cupping his balls between the padded fingers of a hand, Legionaire squeezed softly. Daniel jerked violently. He yowled, but not as loud as he did when his knot was fully and brutally exposed. All that bursting pressure found itself suddenly trapped, holding the fox on the highest peak of his pleasure for a few, blissful moments. Legionaire greedily licked around the rapidly oozing tip. He knew the fox would soon burst, so he squeezed his knot tight and wrapped his lengthy tongue around the shaft Just as the first spurt came out like juice from a pierced soda can.

Daniel cried out his bliss with a fierce growl. His claws dug into the bed and his toes curled with the weight of release. Waves of warm seed shot into Legionaire's throat, neither too hard nor too thick to swallow. He feasted on the sweet fluid and milked the fox with hungry gulps. Each time he spurted, Legionaire clenched around the knot, driving out powerful spasms until his balls gave everything they got.

With a satisfied slurp, the hybrid released his grip and licked the retreating member until it disappeared inside the black furred sheath. Daniel took deep, hungry breath. His tongue lolled out, and he kept it that way until he pushed himself up with a pair of shaky hands.

"What did you do?"

Legionaire dropped on the bed beside his fox and pulled him in a loving hug. "I made your orgasm a bit more explosive," Legionaire gently pulled on a whisker, making his fox go all wry and snarly.

"Ow!'

"That's how you were supposed to react."

"I just...it felt unreal! I never came so hard in my life!"

Daniel's astonishment was as fulfilling as his tasty seed. Legionaire pulled him closer to his chest and squeezed him fiercely. "I know, dear fox. The first few times I tried that on myself, I made a real mess."

"I like it messy," Daniel admitted, licking lazily along Legionaire's broad chest. "Gives you something to slurp."

"Right now, I'd prefer a kiss."

He didn't hesitate. One kiss turned into three, each longer than the last. The passion, the scents, and the warmth of his fur made Legionaire throb hard with purpose.

Daniel felt that too. He turned to the side, presenting his lifted tail to Legionaire.

"So soon?" the hybrid asked, slightly surprised.

"I'm a fox, silly," Daniel cupped the yellow member behind the knot and tried to fit it inside his tailhole. "We have great stamina."

Legionaire flexed a wing. Being gripped so firmly certainly aroused him. "You forget that I'm part canine too."

Daniel stopped and turned his head around to gaze upon Legionaire. "Oh yes. I never asked what gave you this beautiful muzzle," he licked playfully. "These gorgeous eyes, or these brilliant horns."

"My draconic side."

"Shouldn't you have leathery wings and breathe fire?"

"No," Legionaire chuckled, thrusting gently against Daniel's backside. "I like them just the way they are."

"So fluffy..." the fox extended a paw to caress the smooth feathers.

"Warm too." Another trust followed, parting the fox's buttocks.

"Delicate."

"Smooth..." Legionaire slid his tip inside, drawing a soft gasp from the fox. He clenched a few times around the intrusion, and then relaxed, allowing for a deeper, smoother penetration.

Legionaire waited, stroking Daniel's fur and licking the back of his neck. Gushes of hot precum slapped against Daniel's tight arse every few throbs, lubricating the ring of warm muscles. After two jets, Legionaire slid further inside that tight, lovely shelter. It pressed his member from all sides, pushing away with relentless determination. He was patient though. For every gentle push he licked and nibbled an ear or a clump of fur. Daniel moaned his delight. He wanted to be taken. Liked it. Desired it. He too pushed against the intrusion, urging it deeper inside.

"Aren't I a little too big for you?" Legionaire joked.

"Ack. Maybe a bit," Daniel snarled as his tight hole clenched and shuddered. He turned his head around, meeting Legionaire above his shoulder. He stared into his differently colored eyes, moaning softly. "I don't care though. I want you in. All of you."

He got several slobbery licks around his head, and a kiss to wrap it up.

"That's what you will have, dear," the hybrid brought his wing down to create a soothing breeze. "I don't want to hurt you though, so if you feel a discomfort at any point-"

"Don't worry," he jerked himself back yet again, impaling a little more of that delicious length inside his canine arse. "The only discomfort is...agh...your reluctance."

"Then let us pierce deeper," Legionaire pushed his oozing tip just as he throbbed, splattering his pre inside the confining flesh. "And drown doubts with rivers of cum."

"Rivers of cum?" Daniel chuckled. "Lets see if you can keep your word for it."

Legionaire licked his lips. "For sure. Can you?" He grabbed Daniel's sheath and stroke just behind the knot. His glistening erection burst in a splashing display of freedom and fluids.

"Chhh. Too...fast," Daniel whined.

"Want me to take it slower?"

"No, no. Keep everything up."

"Does that include your cock?"

Daniel nodded three times, pink tongue poking between his fangs. He licked Legionaire quickly, then returned to his panting. The combined heat of their bodies became stuffing. Legionaire had no complaints. He liked warmth. He also liked being half inside a loving mate. They shared beautiful praise, getting more passionate with each other the deeper Legionaire pierced. Only his knot had yet to go in, and Daniel was already writhing and groaning his bliss.

"Deep...too deep."

"Should I stop?" Legionaire pulled back. Claws dug into his arm, stinging the flesh under the blue fur.

"Nghhh naaaaaah," Daniel wailed through a loud yelping moan. "The knot. I want it. Inside."

Legionaire did as he asked. With a wet plop, he thrust into the stretched tailhole, shoving his knot inside the abused muscles. Warmth squeezed him from all sides. Too sudden. Too powerful.

Legionaire roared, a deep and fierce sound he rarely unleashed. The overly tight confines squeezed and relaxed, milking him in all the right places. His knot was especially sensitive, and with the ring of muscles groping and caressing behind it with rapid throbs offered Legionaire no chance at resisting. Pressure spiked through his aching muscles, warning of the impending release.

"I'm going to-"

His words were cut, just like his breath. With only a yowl to warn of the upcoming surge, Legionaire pressed his chest against Daniel's back and squeezed him close as he burst into him. The first spurt shot deep, triggering the fox's own blissful release. His member convulsed and spasmed in Legionaire's grip, preparing to unload its own burden.

Not yet. Legionaire broke through the haze of lust and squeezed Daniel's knot between his fingers. The poor canine choked on his cry, shooting his seed in a long rope across the bed. He thrust quickly, unloading spurt after spurt while his muscles milked Legionaire's cumming cock. The hybrid groaned and nibbled on Daniel's shoulder, eyes squeezed shut under the repeated assault of his seed. Again and again he released, shooting his warm semen against Daniel's sensitive prostate. The overwhelming stimulation made his fox tear up. He could barely handle such raw pleasure, all tense and curled up. They rode the waves of pleasure together, moaning and yelping and crying until the fire below turned into a smoldering blaze.

Legionaire pulled out as soon as Daniel's throbs ceased. His cock pulled out with a wet plop, and a riptide of sticky seed followed. It dribbled down on the bed sheets, spurting with each spasm of the fox's messy anus. Legionaire prepared to clean it if it wasn't for the hand that stopped him.

Daniel turned around, pushing his muzzle against the hybrid's.

"Leave it," he whispered through a lick. "Right now, I just want to hold you."

"And?" Legionaire licked back with a loving slurp.

"Tell you how wonderful you are."

"I was about to say the same thing."

They kissed and remained locked in each other's arms long after their spent members retreated inside their sticky sheaths. Legionaire offered to groom the fox clean, but Daniel warmly refused. He kissed his wolf good night, pulled the blankets over both of their fluid drenched loins, and dug his muzzle into Legionaire's neck.

"Shower tomorrow. Sleep now."

The wolf hybrid mumbled his agreement and closed his eyes, squeezed against his dear, fluffy fox.

Morning came after a series of strange dreams. Legionaire stretched his arms and wings, groaning under the strain. He didn't expect his joints to find the space to stretch. When he opened his eyes, he knew why.

Daniel was gone.

Licking his muzzle with a lazy flick of his tongue, Legionaire dug his head back into his pillow.

"Don't take your showers too seriously," he shouted, loud enough for even the neighbors to hear. "I want you back in my bed. There are cuddles and things I wanna do to you."

He smiled broadly at the prospect of a morning mating. Days always had a better start when a few gushes of seed were spent. Legionaire waited, and waited, and waited, going through the upcoming fantasies until his engorged knot left his overly stretched sheath.

"Daaaniel!"

No answer. Legionaire pulled himself up, groaned when his throbbing member rubbed against the dry bedding, and made his way to the bathroom. He immediately noticed two things.

The shower wasn't running because there was nobody in the bathroom. He frowned and searched the living room. Nothing.

"Maybe he got hungry," he dashed towards the kitchen. Nobody occupied the chairs, and yesterday's tray of milk and cookies was exactly how he left it yesterday night during a short bathroom break. Almost eaten, with a messy flair about it.

"Fuck!" he whirled around and did another search, pulling open the wardrobes and searching through all the places a lithe fox could hide. "Daniel, this isn't funny. I want my morning cuddles!" he went on the balcony, scanning the street below. A teen wolf and two human ladies looked at him, wide eyed at the cock dangling between his legs. Legionaire cared not for his nakedness. He had no time for embarrassment.

"Where are you?" his voice grew lower and unsure. "Don-Don't tell me you left..."

He checked the bedroom again, then crossed the hall towards the entrance. His eyes widened at the piece of paper slapped on the door's black frame. He rushed towards it, reading the hastily written words.

"Dear wolf-dragon. I'm sorry I didn't catch your name. You worked me up quite a lot with your sweet kindness and irresistible scent. The warmth of your fur was the only thing I could think about, and I wish I could have woken up in your embrace this morning."

Legionaire lurched forward, legs bucking with sudden weakness. He blinked a few times to wash away the gathering moisture inside his eyes and kept reading.

"The hours I spent in your embrace were the best of my life. I have never tasted such happiness before. It scared me, and for good reason."

"What reason is that, you stupid fox?!" Legionaire cried out as he ripped the piece of paper and brought it closer to his muzzle. He sniffed it insistently, trying in vain to capture Daniel's scent. Frustrated, he straightened the sheet and washed his eyes with a hand.

"I am a nobody with nothing to give. I have been called names, been dumped more times than I made friends, and barely know anything aside from writing, singing, and sucking cock. There is nothing I can give you. Nothing to," the writing became slightly more shaky. "to repay your kindness and affection. Please don't waste your time with me. You will find a more deserving mate to spend your life with."

Legionaire frowned. There was one more sentence, crossed over by too many squiggles. He went over it again and again, holding the rogue tears in check.

"I wish...I was the one. I love you."

He crumpled the paper in a fist and squeezed it to his chest.

"Stupid, stupid fox," he mumbled, voice strained with emotion. "Didn't even give me the chance to hug you...or tell you how much I love you too..."

Legionaire sniffled and perked his head, wiping his eyes. He was dangerously close to crying, and would have, if his thundering heart didn't pound so hard in his chest. A determination surged through him, a primal need that could be quenched only by one thing. A mate.

Legionaire dressed with whatever he had at hand -a yellow shirt and black jeans- grabbed his car keys and slammed the door behind him. He leaped down the stairs and pushed the block's entrance door so hard the glass shattered. The nearby people turned eyes towards him. He cared for nothing as he ran to his car and strapped himself in.

"I'm coming for you," Legionaire said, then hit the gas.

Fatass Burger was ten minutes away within walking distance, but Legionaire reached it within a single minute. He entered the diner, waved towards the shop keepers to excuse him, and headed straight towards the bathroom. The shouting increased his strides until he broke through the door and skidded against a wall.

"My wolf..." A shaky voice came.

Legionaire looked down to see Daniel. He was on his knees, black fur completely exposed under his torn clothes. The lion who was giving him head snarled and continued whacking, pelting the side of Daniel's face with strings of milky semen.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" A black bulldog growled.

"He's the one from yesterday, dawg," the bear poked him with a fist and fished out a knife from his pocket. "The one who punked me."

"He what?"

"Beat me, mahn!"

"He fuckin' threw me against that fucking pisser Jay," the wolf from yesterday added, hiding behind his buddies.

The bulldog nodded and threw Legionaire a quick glance. "That true?"

"It is," Legionaire growled, baring his fangs. "My only regret is I didn't hit you harder."

He lashed out towards the charging bear, but the bulldog got between, arms extended.

"Wait wait wait. Nobody is beatin' anybody here."

"But he fucked me up dawg," the bear pointed and gave Legionaire the finger. "I want fucking revenge."

"Why the hell did you attack him?" He looked at Legionaire.

"He-"

"I raped his skank," the bear interrupted.

"Don't say that word," Legionaire warned, muscles flexing with rage.

"Pup, this is a skank. Are you really going to-"

Yes he was. Legionaire hurled himself against that self righteous, lying piece of canine and whirled around, buffeting the rest with his wings. They all stumbled back, and Legionaire took advantage of their hesitation. He hit the wolf in the throat, stealing his breath away with a single hit. The lion barely had time to understand what happened. He looked at Legionaire, raised his fists in self defense, and roared in agony. He was too slow to see what happened below his waist, and how Legionaire's paw squished his feline balls against his still tense member. The crying feline dropped on the ground, clutching his broken balls.

His moaning distracted the bear, but only for a short moment. When Legionaire reached him, he was ready. Three quick slashes followed, aimed at the face. Legionaire ducked and brought both wings forward. The storm of feathers blinded the huge ursine long enough for Legionaire to strike. Punch in the muzzle. Backhand under the chin. Side slap against the wind pipe, followed by a left in the abs and a right uppercut under his choking maw.

The combo dropped the bear in less than two heartbeats. He fell on the floor, clutching his convulsing neck.

"Don't kill us man," the wolf begged with a whiny, shrilling voice. "I promise we'll never come here again."

"Shut...up," the bear wheezed. Legionaire turned around, eyes burning with spite. He would have smashed that bear's pride between his legs if it wasn't for the soft grip around his left leg.

"Leave them."

"But they hurt you!" he kneeled beside Daniel and pulled him in a fierce embrace.

"Not as bad as you hurt them," Daniel chuckled weakly.

"They deserve far more. FAR MORE!" the growl within his throat was a terrifying beast to unleash, same as his wrath. Legionaire despised rape, and loathed those who preyed on the weak. Better he ended them here and now before they brought any more suffering.

"No!" Daniel yelped louder. "I don't want you to become like them. Please!"

Legionaire blinked. He saw flashes of what vengeance would have earned him inside his mind's eye, but when he looked inside Daniel's flaming eyes, he remembered the warm, nurturing love they shared last night. A stark contrast to the cold anger burning in his veins.

He nodded, picked Daniel inside his arms, and stopped n the doorway.

"You got lucky," he snarled towards the moaning rapists. "Your next victim might not be as benevolent as my fox was today. Tread carefully."

And with that he strode out, ignoring the eyes staring at him as he made his way towards his car. He placed Daniel on the backseat and made sure he was comfortable before taking the wheel.

"Thank you. Again," he laughed softly. "You're making it a habit of saving my sorry ass every time I do something stupid."

"You were stupid, you silly fox," Legionaire laughed. The car's engine purred as he twisted the key. "Just missed a wonderful breakfast and a session of morning love."

"I missed a lot of things," Daniel said. "Every time I sucked one of those bastards, I imagined it was you."

Legionaire smiled weakly and pressed the gas. A moment of silence passed between them. Legionaire looked in the back mirror. Daniel had regret written all over his face.

"Why did you go back?"

"I..." he closed his muzzle, then opened it again to speak. Words refused to flow. "I don't- I mean... Ackh," he sighed and leaned back. "It was the only way to make some money. I told you in the note. I told you everything."

"But you don't have to!" Legionaire snarled. A mistake, quickly corrected by a smoother tone. "I promised to take care of you, Daniel."

"I know," he looked town and sniffled. "You are too sweet. I'm just...I'm not used to be treated this way."

His words were too heavy with pain and remorse. Legionaire smiled broadly and took a turn to the right, towards the richer part of the city. "Well, you better get used to, and quick!" he gave Daniel a thumbs-up along with a wicked smile.

He nodded lifelessly. "It's hard, when your family kicks you out. They said the same thing, you know," he sobbed softly inside two cupped palms. "They said they'll love and care for me, and kicked me out the next day just because I'm gay. I got thrown out on the streets, like I was worth nothing to them. Even my cat had it better!"

"Hey," Legionaire said softly, extending a hand behind. "It's alright. I'll never-"

"How can I know?" Daniel shouted. "I hate words. They are deceiving. A single...a single word changed my whole life!" he pushed Legionaire's hand away. "And I had a good one. With friends. Good family. And food."

Legionaire remained silent. It hurt to hear his beloved fox cry and the pain in his words tore his heart, but he knew it was a bad idea to interfere. So he sat in his driver's seat, hands tight against the wheel as he took turns and avenues farther away from his house.

"After-after I got kicked out, nobody took me in. Nobody gave me a chance." Daniel wiped his tears. After three sobs, he continued. "I told you I'm useless, Leg-Legionaire. That was your name, right?"

The hybrid smiled, giving the fox a warm reassurance. He smiled too, weakly and unsure as it was. "I found no jobs. Nobody hires homeless. I tried, Legionaire. I tried...but sucking cock is the only thing I'm good at."

Legionaire grinned. His claws scrapped the leather off the wheel and his wings twitched with excitement. He wanted to tell Daniel how wrong he was, but that only ruined the surprise. After a minute, he rounded up the Big Plaza Hotel and parked his car just in front of the entrance.

"Wh-" Daniel looked out the window. "What is this?"

"A surprise," Legionaire dragged the surprised fox out.

"But I did nothing to-"

He sealed his lips with his own in a quick kiss. "Stop saying that, silly," Legionaire slinked his head behind Daniel's and whispered in his ear. "What you did last night with your tongue counts for me."

"But that was-"

"Awesome, and you know it." Legionaire hoisted the fox in his arms, much to the passenger's displeasure, and ran between the two surprised guards posted at the glass entrance.

"Make room for hiss Fluffiness, Sir fox the Sixth!"

Daniel blushed furiously and covered his exposed sheath. "You're crazy," he said between fits of laughter. "Really crazy. Completely lost."

"Oh yes I am," Legionaire licked between his eyes and smiled at the lioness managing the reception.

"Fanciest room please."

"Sure thing," she smiled and searched for the proper key card. "For two?"

"Two, three, ten. Doesn't matter."

"Two plssmmhphp."

Legionaire shut the fox's muzzle with a clutching hand. "Actually, give me the biggest. You know what they say about size."

The lioness purred and licked her pink nose. "Mrrr. Here's the key card," she slid it towards Legionaire, touching his hand purposefully. "You two cuties deserve the best."

"Of course," Legionaire picked up the diamond shaped nugget and slapped his own bank card down. "That'll solve all the bills."

"Of course," she picked it and trailed a hand between her bosoms. "But maybe not all of them..."

Legionaire flicked his tongue at her, and she turned towards her coworker to share a copious laughter.

"Ghhhhaaah!" Daniel snapped when his muzzle was finally freed. "You're infuriating!"

"I'm often told," Legionaire stepped into the elevator. It was a modern beast made only of transparent glass. Daniel squirmed inside Legionaire's embrace, squeezing his arms tighter. He probably never saw how the city looked from the 88th floor before.

"Ok, that was scary," he found his voice once they stepped on the blue carpet of the hallway. "I'm never EVER doing that again."

"You don't have to," Legionaire laughed, bringing his wings forward with two beats. "Next time I'll fly you all the way to the top."

"Fuck you."

"You want it now, don't you?" Legionaire flicked his tongue over Daniel's exposed sheath. The fox kicked and pushed the blue muzzle away.

"D-d-don't! Not here!"

"You wanted it."

"Not now!"

"Sounded like that."

Daniel occupied that infuriating muzzle with a kiss while Legionaire led him towards their room. It was a lot more usual to see a couple kissing than licking their privates in public. Legionaire never had a mate so determined. Daniel filled his whole muzzle with his tongue, wrestling and trapping it into submission until they entered the presidential apartment.

That was when they both ended the kiss, so the gasp could take its rightful place. The entrance hall split into three sections, each more lavish than the last.

"There's a garden or something to the left," Daniel said with obvious surprise.

"You should look forward," Legionaire said. "It's like a...like a palace or something." The room ahead was far larger than his whole apartment, with beds, cushions and cutting edge entertainment devices.

"It's like a house, a park, and a gym..."

"All in a single, economical package," The hybrid laughed.

"Economical?" Daniel pushed his way between Legionaire's arms until he stood on his two, shaky feet. "This is...it costs more than I ever earned in a lifetime!"

"Maybe yes, maybe no," he brushed past Daniel and groped at his balls in a very suggestive manner. "Lets explore and see how resilient these black striped pillows are when we mate in their embrace."

"No," Daniel clutched a wing. "It's...I don't deserve it. I don't deserve any of it!"

Legionaire cupped his chin and lifted his head to match his. "You do, and you know it. Down here," he poked at his heart.

"I...I don't," he moaned and turned around to leave. Legionaire grabbed him before he could take a single step and hugged him in a loving embrace.

"You do! How many times do I have to kiss you to make you understand?" He said, pressing their noses together.

Daniel gave him a quick lick, but didn't break yet. "I can never repay you...I never can afford anything of what you give me."

"I don't want any money from you, stupid, stupid fox," he pushed his tongue against Daniel's fangs. They trembled with the strain of emotions, and when he parted his jaws to speak, Legionaire invaded his muzzle. The kiss was quick and terse, but warmed them both better than anything.

Legionaire pulled back and cupped Daniel's head between his hands, massaging him with a soft, sensual caress. "Stay with me. Let me care for you and love you. That's all I ask."

"And what do you- do you want in return?" Daniel asked shakily.

"Nothing but your love."

"Heh," he laughed softly and blinked, dashing away two droplets on either side of his cheeks. "You had my heart from the moment you saved me. I- I am yours, but-"

"No buts," Legionaire whispered. "The only one I want is this kind of butt." He groped suggestively.

He knew his fox would crack at that. "Why are you so loving and caring and...adorable?" Daniel sobbed softly.

"I just happen to love a very special fox," Legionaire replied, licking away the damp fur left by his tears. "I want you to live with me. Be my mate, and I promise you will never be neglected or hurt ever again."

Daniel blinked. He blinked once, twice, then broke into sobs. He hugged Legionaire's neck and licked around his muzzle, eyes sparkling with affection and gratitude.

"Yes!" he yelped, almost shouting. "I will stay and love you with everything I have."

"Now that's an interesting proposition."

They both laughed and shared a long, loving hug. "That's how you do it, my good, loving mate." Legionaire licked his tears away. "I promise, this will be the last time I make you cry."

"Hard to keep it if you do crazy things like-like this!" Daniel pushed the groping hand away from his swishing tail.

"Oh come on. I know you want it."

"Never said I do," the fox replied and pulled back with a sly grin.

"Your cock says otherwise."

Daniel tried to tuck it back inside its sheath, but it was too thick with arousal. He gave Legionaire an apologetic nod, which quickly turned into another kiss.

"You're distracting us," Daniel complained.

"How comes?"

"We should explore!" He gave Legionaire an insistent nudge in those well formed abs of his."You paid a fortune for this room-palace-whatever it is."

"We have time for that later," he steadied the fox with a firm grip while he went down on him. "At the moment, your needs are a lot more...pressing."

Daniel moaned as his knot plopped out in a wet display of squirting arousal. He whimpered needily and nodded his head thrice.

"Y-yes. Mating now, explore later."

"I'm glad we agree," Legionaire said. He sniffed around the exposed member, taking all those delicious scents before his tongue caught the slimy taste on its fleshy texture.

Daniel swished his tail, whimpering loudly. "That's not everything we...we agree on."

Legionaire felt something slithering below his cock. Something warm that touched his balls with soft, fleshy pads. It seemed his fox was a lot more resourceful than we thought.

"You'll still finish first!" the hybrid declared with a stubborn vow and took the fleshy cock into his muzzle. Daniel shivered and throbbed, but his paw was quite adept at offering pleasure. Legionaire swirled his tongue around the sensitive tip and milked Daniel's throbbing knot, hoping he would give in before he did.

He failed. A sharp tug around his sheath and the full exposure of his inflated knot caused Legionaire to burst from the pent-up arousal. Daniel too cried out his release, spending his seed in strong, rhythmic spasms. He drank the proffered seed, moaning loudly as his own splashed against the marbled floor.

"So..." Legionaire licked his drenched maw once he finished. "Who won?"

"We both did," Daniel helped him up.

"Like two real mates, eh?"

Daniel smiled brilliantly.

"Darn. That means we need another contest."

"We'll come up with something." Daniel licked the dripping fur, tasting his own seed. "You did mention something about pillows and humping."

"You want to be humped?" Legionaire licked back.

"I want to be mated," Daniel smiled, presenting his ripe rear for the take. He walked slowly ahead, swishing his bushy tail in a very arousing way.

"Mating it is, my mate!" Legionaire said.

Daniel yipped and ran away towards the botanical quarters. "Only if you catch me first."

"Oh, you feisty little thing," Legionaire whispered to himself. "Didn't I tell you how good I am at catching?"

He ducked between bushes, avoided the old swords and suits of the medieval armory, and tackled him just as he tried passing between two royally fat pillows. Legionaire leaped, tackling his fox in the soft embrace of the cushion.

"You horny bastard," Daniel panted. "We still have to explore aaaand..."

"Later," Legionaire licked around his muzzle. "Right now, I need something inside me."

Daniel moaned as he pulled Legionaire into a kiss. He gleefully accepted it, bursting into a chuckle when they licked the excess saliva off each other. "Not that."

Daniel looked surprised until revelation dawned on him. "You are a horny bastard!"

"Guilty as charged," Legionaire pushed himself on his fours. He had slight troubles on the malleable embrace of the pillow, so he lay on his back instead. He wrapped an arm around Daniel's neck and pulled him closer.

"Come now. Show me if you are as good as fucking as you are at licking."

The black fox rumbled happily. He closed his eyes, smiled slyly, and positioned himself above Legionaire. He knew something, and Legionaire couldn't wait to put this hidden knowledge into practice. He let his tongue flick around Daniel's nose as he slid his eyes shut, awaiting this exciting surprise. It came faster than he expected.

A gasp left Legionaire's throat, followed by intense, unexpected pleasure. He suddenly remembered the words he told Daniel at the glory hole.

Nothing ever compared to the touch of a loving mate, and the fulfillment made him shiver with pleasure. Legionaire opened his mouth to speak. A whimper escaped him, then a soft yowl as pleasure washed every thought away.