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The door to the hotel room rang out with a beep as a chocolate coated otter slipped into the room. His fur gleamed in the light above the door, casting long and majestic shadows on the walls. His thick tail dragged behind him as he stepped walked over to the closet to put down his duffel bag.

"Hey, I'm sorry I was late. Got stuck at work, they decided to give me another shift-"

His sentence was cut short by the fox displaying himself on the bed. He propped himself up with one arm, the other draping over his stomach, his paw lying flat on the bed. The orange fur stood out from the light blue paint and the sea landscapes that decorated the walls. His chest and stomach fur shown brilliantly in the low light of the lamp, a stark difference to his brown paws and forearms. But the otter focused all of his attention, on the red tip poking out of the fox's sheathe.

The fox smiled devilishly, his hazel eyes meeting the otter's brown. "It's okay. I think you're worth the wait." The otter felt his chest and pants tighten. His broad muzzle burst into a smile and he had to take a second glance at the naked fox in front of him to know that this was not a dream. "Are you just gonna stand there? Or do you want to come over here and...keep me company?"

Not even a full second after the fox patted the empty spot in the bed next to him, the otter already unfastened the top two buttons on his white long sleeve shirt and was on top of the fox. The fox's scent sent his pants tighter and his smile wider. He looked down one last time into the fox's hazel eyes, and with a nod, he lowered his muzzle until he felt the fox's nose against his.

Without any more acknowledgment from his partner, the otter opened his muzzle and felt the warmth of the fox's mouth with his tongue. He grabbed the side of his orange head and fell into bliss as his chest untightened and his mind was whirling. He was trying to think, but the thoughts would not come. The only thing he could see was the fox's tip jutting from his sheathe. At the thought, he flattened himself against the fox's bare chest. He felt the fox's powerful grip encircling him and pulling him closer. Their kiss grew more violent, their tongues jousting with each other as their lips increased in speed. But, the fox reeled his head back, and stared into the otter's eyes. He knew what was coming next.

The fox tilted his head to the side and set to kissing his brown neck, while his paws worked to unbutton his shirt. A moan escaped the otter's throat as the last button was undone and the fox turned the otter over in one powerful movement. The otter ran his claws through the fox's neck ruff and smiled and breathed deeply as tender lips made their way down his chest. They stopped at the base of his abs, hovering over the prize underneath the jeans. The fox came back up and gave a few quick licks to the neck, as he undid the otter's belt.

The otter gripped the side of the bed as the fox started to rip the jeans off. The fox threw the jeans to the floor and set back to kissing the otter's stomach fur. He fondled the otter's balls like he was playing the piano. Before the otter could tell the fox he did not have to, his underwear was being forced off his body. His pink cock flung down on his bare stomach with a smack. The fox's smile had never been brighter. He licked off a little pre that had collected on his tip. The otter ached for more, and grabbed the back of the fox's head and, with little force, managed to get his whole cock in his mouth. The fox's head bobbed slowly up and down, the unfamiliar object in his mouth throbbed with delight. The otter placed one paw on his chest and closed his eyes. He could still feel the naked fox's body posing for him on the bed, and that only made him hornier.

The fox started going faster, his wet nose tapping the otter's stomach once in a while. But before the otter could finish, the fox picked his head up and licked his lips. The otter looked at the fox, wanting more than just sight. He grabbed the fox's ass and moved him forward. It did not take long for the fox to get the idea. He crawled up the otter until his red cock bobbed charmingly in front of the otter's muzzle. He was a good size bigger than he once originally thought, but he knew he could take him.

Letting his tail flow freely behind him, the fox was on his knees with both paws holding the otter's head. The otter set to work quickly, starting out fast. He wiggled his tongue under the fox's tip, producing yips and moans from the fox. Not even a full minute, and the fox was bucking his hips, trying to get as much into the otter's warm mouth as possible.

The otter pulled away before the fox could finish. The red cock poked his cheek as the fox wanted back in, but his jaw remained shut. The fox sat on the otter's chest and cocked his head down.

"You wouldn't let me finish," the otter said, smiling up at the fox.

A wide grin spread across the fox's muzzle. "Oh, revenge?" When the otter smiled, the fox gripped one side of the otter and flipped him onto his stomach. He bent down and put his muzzle into the otter's ear. He whispered, "I'm great at getting revenge."

The otter's body shuddered at the fox's voice. He wanted him. He wanted him inside of him. Now. He quickly let his knees slide up, letting the fox slide down and to his backside. Once he felt the fox get off the bed, he got onto his paws. He peered over and the fox was extracting a small bottle from the dresser. He came back to the bed and squirted the cool liquid into his paws. He slathered them together and started to coat his cock in it before putting a little more on his index finger, and inserting it into the otter's ass. The otter stuck his head in the air and moaned at just the fox's finger. He felt it move around inside him and play with him.

"Just...do iiiiiiit...already."

Without another thought, the fox withdrew his paw and placed his cock inside the otter. He went fast. Really fast. His hips clapped against the otter's ass like a crowd after a band's finished their song. It poked his prostate, sending his body shuddering and moans to escape his throat. He moved his hips backward, wanting as much as the fox as he could get. The fox placed his paws on the otter's hips and bucked his hips harder, getting as deep as he could go.

With a powerful thrust from the fox, the otter was on his stomach. The fox conformed to the otter's and breathed in his ear. The otter's mind was whirling. He felt his prostate getting poked more frequently, and before he knew it, the fox's knot prodded the otter's backside. Moans and growls escaped the fox's throat as he was getting closer to climax.

But the otter wanted it. And he wanted it as soon as he could get it. "Do...do it."

The fox knew what he wanted. And with a few more powerful bucks, the fox's knot slammed into his ass. He felt the fox's seed fill him with warmth as the fox gave one final moan. The fox kept going, more for the otter than himself.

"Can I pull out?" the fox asked.

The otter was breathing too deeply to talk, so he gave a nod. The fox gripped the otter's ass and pulled back. The otter could not even feel the pain, as the knot came out. Some cum dripped down the otter's balls and stuck to the white bed sheets, blending in perfectly.

The otter was turned over, his thick tail slapping the bed. The fox grabbed the otter's cock and went to work again. This time, he let the otter finish though. The salty liquid flowed into the fox's mouth and down his throat. He relished it as if he had been wandering the desert for days, and this was his only drink. He licked his lips before coming back up to let his tongue mingle with the otters while his paws squeezed his ass.

There was a vibrating. The fox took a second to disengage with the otter, but when he did, he reached over to the dresser and looked at the iPhone. The otter could see a text message, but he did not want to try and see what it was.

"Shit. It's 10:30. I gotta go pick up my sister from the airport."

And with that, the fox was up and quickly picking up his clothes and putting them on. The otter only looked at the fox as he watched his muscular body flow into his clothes.

"You're...not gonna stay?" the otter asked.

"I can't I'm sorry."

The fox placed his phone in his pocket before walking back to the bed. He gave a quick kiss, but his lips lingered. He nuzzled the otters ear and whispered. "The city looks beautiful tonight. Might want to check it out."

As the fox turned and left, the otter knew he had that sly smile that he always loved to see. The city? But he already saw it when he came in.

But when he looked over to where the window should be, he only saw the white drapes. Lights dotted the outside of the drapes. But there was a square that blocked some of the lights. The otter looked for a few seconds, wondering at what it was. He got up and slowly walked over to the drapes. When he moved the white fabric to the side, there was a single piece of paper. On the paper it said "243 Drewer St. ;)".

The otter propped his shoulder on the cool glass, and peered out onto the city. His eyes gleamed with the lights of the tall buildings of Miami. He looked down at the people, and every fox he thought was the one that just left.

When he looked back down at the note, he could not help but smile. That fox had done it again.