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“You should head back; I'll go grab groceries." Zav said; I whined at my blue-dragon partner. “What?"

“I'm torn; I want you there, but you're right… we'll need groceries." I was practically bouncing on my toes (I mean, I was an excited fox-bun, can you blame me?); my friend since grade school, and my first crush, the girl who got away… Gwyn was waiting back at my room at Gaminghouse, deep in heat and wanting our kits~! “And, well… I feel bad that I'm getting to…"

“You two should get some time to yourselves. Particularly since we'll be busy here soon." He chuckled, drawing me into a kiss. “And don't feel bad about that, unless you want me picking up a heat-jumper while I'm grocery shopping~?"

“Oof, not even something to joke about, Zav." Alrac, our lion friend said; we were walking back from meeting with Zav's brother about a whole bunch of medical stuff (but everything's fine!) with him and his mate, a husky named Delia. Heat-jumpers did what their name implied: jump-started heats. But the side-effect was that the heats were intense. They'd probably illegal if the demand for them wasn't so high (it's really inconvenient to have such a small window, after all).

“I know. But pretty sure it was the best way to move this conversation along faster. I imagine Gwyn's probably super nervous, at least." Zav said. He… wasn't wrong; that was pretty much the alternative and made me realize feeling bad about getting to try with Gwyn before he got to with me was silly. “I mean, I could remind her that if it doesn't take the first couple of tries… she'd look like Delia before too long and that would just… cumbersome, I imagine."

“I get it, I get it!" I kissed the dragon again while he hugged me with his wing. The three of us parted ways with him (after I gave him some money; I refused to let him pay for Gwyn and mine's share of the groceries) then. And then Delia started to give me an annoyed look.

“If you make me feel like I'm holding you back, hun, I'm going to be very annoyed." The fairly heavily pregnant husky said. Alrac chuckled and kissed his mate's cheek. She was a bit slower on her paws given the extra weight (not that she didn't carry it well; sexy husky was sexy~).

“It's fine, Del… And rude to run." I took the husky's hand, but she pulled it away. It was pretty rude to run full out: it was sort of a drawback for a car-free city. More risk of running into someone, after all.

“Then jog. Or powerwalk." The husky ruffed. “I've got Alrac, so we'll be fine. We should probably stop on our way back, too. And they told me to take plenty of breaks… they did just jab a fairly large needle into me." I winced at that and looked to Alrac, who nodded. Not sure if he knew exactly why I was looking to him, but I pulled Delia into a hug… and a kiss that probably wasn't exactly appropriate in public. She giggled but returned it, murring and purposely rubbing her cub filled belly against me. The kiss was both my thanks and an apology for making her worry so much.

After that, I did start powerwalking, though it did turn into a jog… all the way up the stairs and to my room. I punched in the lock-code on the door and opened it to hear a squeak. And get hit with a tidal wave of vixen-in-heat from the arctic vixen standing in her bare fur in front of me.

“H-Hi." She said a little nervously.

“You've got exactly one chance to put this off a month, Gwyn." I warned, though the smirk on my muzzle as I pulled my top off clearly wasn't exactly what she expected. It took her a few moments before she blushed.

“Dammit, Zav showed you the texts, didn't he?" She giggled as I pulled her in for a kiss, our tongues hungrily dancing together, her breasts and hips pressing into me as her hands worked on my pants. It hadn't been that long since Zav had worked me for some of my seed, but already… my length was throbbing out my sheath against my underwear and my folds were starting to feel pretty damp. “I expected you to try and talk me out of it."

“I mean, if he hadn't, I probably would've. Now… why are you not on the bed?" I pecked her nose. She blushed and giggled, taking my hand after letting my pants fall and guiding it between her legs: her fur was soaked through.

“I was gonna go shower off~" She muttered. “I mean, if you weren't up for it, I'd just feel foolish." She took my hand and pulled me towards the large bed that the room had come with (Zav's sense of scale was… a bit off given his wings and size in general). She sat down on her tail to protect the sheets… for some reason. And then worked the boyshort panties I'd worn off, leaving me in just my fur… with a pale red, hard fox cock pulsing in front of her muzzle. She rubbed her nose against the sensitive flesh with a giggle that sounded relieved.

“You were really scared I was gonna be packing, weren't you?" I laughed, my hand petting through my vixen partner's headfur.

“Gods, yes! I mean, you've seen Elyadice, right?" Gwyn whimpered, kissing my tip and letting her warm tongue tease around my pointed tip: I stomped on the floor with a huff when I felt that. Elyadice, for the record, was a poodle/wolf mix (hey, canines could mostly interbreed with different canine species) in porn. And she was a gynomorph: a sizable chest and, well, a huge, particularly for her petite frame, wolf cock. “But this? Oh, this I can handle~"

“You gonna try to prove it~?" I scratched behind her ear and she just huffed and swallowed my length into her muzzle, down to the hilt, which made my fur stand on end and I let out a moan. All six-and-a half inches pulsed and twitched inside that warm muzzle. And then twitched when she started to suckle against me with a moan, her eyes fluttering closed. She slurped off, though, after a few moments. And then nuzzled against my testes, suckling against them with a kiss to them both.

“Any particular position you like, hun?" She asked innocently as she leaned back, pushing her chest out while she propped herself up on her hands, legs spreading a bit to let her heated arousal hit me again. And settle into my instincts: that heat was mine to claim. And mine alone~ (at least this time; part of me was wanting to see what Zav and Gwyn's kits would look like).

“Ugh, so many… you on all fours, or on your back… I'm not really picky. As long as you're comfortable." I leaned over her, one leg sliding against her inner thigh, not minding her need getting on my fur. She giggled and kissed my nose.

“Hmm, I'm assuming that slight bulge I felt at your base is a knot?" She practically purred while licking her lips. I nodded, kissing at her cleavage and nuzzling into her chest. She let out a squeak.

“It doesn't last… too long. Usually. I can't promise anything once Zav gets here." I had noticed my knot lasting longer than usual lately… particularly when I was knotted.

“Where is he, by the way? Groceries, I'm guessing? I was… mostly joking about that."

“Oh, no, you're not walking out until your heat's ended~" I nipped between her breasts and let out a lustful growl. “And ordering in would just be annoying. He did say something about giving us time to ourselves, though. Since this would be our first time together."

“How sweet~" She giggled. “Maybe a bit too much, really…"

“Oh, I agree, but at the moment, not minding it." My muzzle had moved, wrapping around one of her nipples and suckling. She moaned, her back arching and I could almost sense her tensing up. “Seriously, love, get comfortable… kinda curious how many times I can come before he gets here~"

“W-wait, what? What am I getting into with you?" She fake whimpered. She turned around and crawled forward on the bed; her tail rubbed along my muzzle before flagging and showing me her swollen folds.

“Says the one already risking letting me filling her with kits~" Her tail swatted against my nose as she laid on her belly, grabbing a pillow.

“Not just risking, hun. Wanting… needing." She looked over her shoulder at me with a blush. “I cannot tell you how many heat fantasies involved you over the years. Even when with a guy at the time." I crawled on the bed more, kissing along her legs and her rear; my throbbing cock was aching. But I managed to hold back for now, lavishing Gwyn's back with kisses and nuzzles.

“Sure you're just not into intersex?"

“A factor, for sure. But it did not go well dating some of them." She huffed dismissively. “Though, found not myself not really wanting to be intimate with models anyways. And that was really the only way I was meeting new furs regularly~" She pushed her rear up and back, grinding her rear against my length. “So give me my sexy, geeky coder any day of the week~" I blushed and turned her muzzle to draw her into another kiss; she had to twist her body a bit, but… I'd kick myself forever for not kissing her after hearing her say that.

While we kissed, my hips shifted and dropped, using the curves I could somewhat envision in my mind until I felt my tip push against a slight dip. She squeaked and broke the kiss. “L-Lower, hun. Here." She drew a leg up and curled a bit to reach between us, her warm paw around my length making me moan and pre spurt out onto her fur with a throb. I let her guide me as I peppered her muzzle with kisses until my tip grazed against a much wetter, warmer dip and she let out a coo. I eased just the slightest bit of my tip inside of her as she uncurled and slid her arm around my shoulders, kissing me deeply again.

My hips finally gave into what my instincts had been screaming at me to do: I pushed myself as deep into my snow-white vixen as I could, both of us moaning into the kiss as her heat swollen walls clamped down and drooled over my foxhood. She was too tight, at least while in heat and clenching down, to push in all the way on the first thrust, but my body didn't care: hips just drew back and tried again with a bit more insistence and force behind the thrust.

“Deeper, love~" Gwyn groaned out, breaking the kiss and twisting to lie flat on the bed again; I felt her legs wrap around mine as I gripped at the covers with a groan when she squeezed down on me.

“Someone needs to relax for that~" I groaned against her ear. She just huffed and squeezed down, purposefully, on my fox cock. Fuck, those heat-slicked walls were soft and strong! “G-Gwyn, seriously!" I whined, hips making little progress in getting more than four or so inches in, not that I wasn't already starting to feel the tell-tale pressure building up at my base. “Unless… does my vixen like it rough~?" I gave a particularly hard roll of my hips, practically ramming another half-inch of cock inside of her. She trembled and let out a yelp that was unmistakably one of pleasure. I could feel her whole body shiver and she buried her head into the pillow. “Oh wow, never would've guessed~"

“Just breed me, Kai!" She whined, her tail curling around my waist. “Fuck me silly, already… I wanna start growing our kits~" She, somewhat clumsily (but fuck did it still feel good) used her walls to milk at my shaft. I whined at her demand, my hips giving in and just… let loose. I had been content with measured, steady thrusts, but if my vixen liked rough… I started rutting her, my cock forcing deeper and deeper into her body, fighting to get each inch to push deeper into her.

I felt her tremble as my tip brushed up against… something, rough. I smirked and she seemed to sense my… satisfaction at reaching that point. And that I planned to really attack that spot. I shifted my weight a bit and angled my thrusts. “W-Wait, K-Kai-" She let out a yelp as I thrust hard and, finally, her cunt swallowed my full cock, steadily growing knot and all. She let out a yelp and bark, her body convulsing around me… but I didn't let up, hips drawing back and I went back to rutting, almost hammering into her, letting my hips bounce off of her rather soft rear. She just panted and whined, her tunnel clamping down almost desperately along my cock each time I drove my ever so slightly more swollen knot inside of her. Finally, my knot started to make a slight popping sound each time it pulled free, so I just keep it inside of her, hips grinding and rolling around inside of her.

She squealed, turning to kiss me again, though the violent motion almost threw me off balance. Our tongues wrestled, my breath getting heavier and harder as my knot kept swelling until I had the fertile, vulnerable vixen tied to me… and then some. While I wasn't impressively sized, sure, it was more than enough for someone my own size like Gwyn. She whimpered needfully, encouragingly into the kiss and I finally let out a bark into her muzzle.

The pressure behind my knot had finally gotten too much, my length throbbing and twitching and I could feel the onslaught of seed running up and shooting into Gwyn's depths. She immediately found a pillow or two to put beneath our hips, forcing me onto my knees a bit instead of my shins. We broke the kiss as we panted. “That's right, love… give me all that bun-fox seed~ Can feel it sinking into me~" She murred into my ears.

“Oh, this isn't all by a long shot." I murred, kissing her neck. Though it was quite a bit… I was blushing by the time it'd turned to a trickle and my knot had started to deflate. She whimpered a bit.

“No! Don't deflate~" She whined and wiggled her hips. I giggled and nuzzled, my hips drawing back until my tip was just inside of her. Her whines only got louder and needier before I slammed myself back into her (and yes, I could feel the mess of cums that worked back along my length and threatened to spill out of her). She yelped and groaned.

“O-Okay, seriously, what am I getting into?" She cooed.

“Well… a fox-bun with a fox cock… and a bunny's drive to fuck~" I growled, hips slamming against her for emphasis. “And ability to do it often~" She giggled.

“T-think you can make me swell with just your cum~? Or can Zav only do that particular trick?"

“Only one way to find out!" I leaned back, my hands on her rear. She squeaked and made a motion for me to wait and pull out. I huffed and gave another rough buck against her before relenting. All she wanted to do was roll over, though, with her hips elevated by the pillows still. “You know this is mostly myth, right?"

“Oh, no~ Whatever will my foxbun do? Does she knot want me to feel her seed pooling all messily against my cervix and drooling into my womb~?" She stuck her tongue out at me, her paws resting on top of her breasts. I just giggled and grabbed her thighs before slamming back inside of her, enough to make those pert breasts of her jump a bit and her back to arch with a moan.

“S-starting to wonder if you have a fetish for being bred~" I teased, my hips rolling in small circles this time. She shook her head a little.

“N-not particularly… m-more just a general c-cum fetish…" She whimpered; I saw her toes curl as she blushed. “B-but if I can turn you on being your little heat-slut~" I blushed, leaning over and kissing her again as her legs wrapped around my waist. “Someone who'll want you to put litter after litter into her~" She muttered into the kiss; my whole body shivered at the thought, my mind on fire with the idea: she squealed and convulsed beneath my hips as they hammered against her, her hands moving to cup against my head. “M-maybe you'll let Zav paint me with his… and then help me clean up…" She muttered in my ear. Oh gods, my knot was already swelling up and tying us together… though to be fair I had kinda lost all sense of time. There was only me and her, my cock burying itself inside of her over and over while her whole body shook with the force (and probably at least one more orgasm, it was kinda hard to tell at this point with how hard her cum-filled cunt squeezed me for more). I slid my paws to grip at her breasts to keep them from bouncing too much as I hammered away.

Finally, we were tied and letting out simultaneous yelps as I seeded her a second time with a load just as potent and virile as the first. We both panted a bit, our noses rubbing together as her fingers ran along my back and teased just above my tailbase. The shiver of pleasure that touch made my tail curl upwards and a cold bolt run up my spine, suddenly quite aware of my own drooling folds. She peppered my muzzle with kisses. “Hmm, got any more in you?" She asked as my knot deflated; her hungry look had… mostly died down. For now. There were still embers of it.

“Hmm… maybe one more? Then we might need a bit of a break. For sanity if anything." I sighed.

“Good~" Came a voice behind me, one that sent a shiver down my spine. And suddenly there was a very familiar draconian cock pushing into me with a groan (from both of us, though his had a powerful, comforting growl); my partner's pointed ridges hitting along my clit and making my cock throb and twitch, my trickle of seed turning into weak jets as my groin seized up for a moment. Gwyn giggled and ran her hand along my ears, petting them back as my whole body shook.

“Zav~" I cooed out, my walls clenching around that welcome member and drooling at the familiar, intensely pleasurable feel of him inside of me. I was… pretty certain this would never feel old.

“Hmm, yes love?" He asked non nonchalantly, his talon running along my back along my spine.

“Why didn't you let me know you were back?"

“Well, I sorta tried. But Gwyn did motion for me to wait for a bit." I huffed at the vixen, who stuck her tongue out.

“What? You weren't responding to him, so I figured anything breaking that much focus wouldn't be welcome." Zav leaned over us both, drawing us to his chest in his arms and then carefully rolled until I was lounging on my back against him, impaled on his cock and Gwyn was laying ontop of me, her legs pinning my hips against my dragon's. I whined, my hips grinding and wiggling a bit, but I didn't have a whole lot of movement like this. Zav seemed to be leaning against what few pillows remained and the headboard for support.

Instead, Zav took control, his claws on my hips as he started to roll his hips up and into me, which in turn made me grind into a murring, panting Gwyn. Her eyes locked with mine, that hungry spark returning and her muzzle met mine with a kiss, which only made Zav start to thrust against me harder and use me to bounce the vixen in our laps. My toes curled as the pleasure grew… intense. The sensation building up behind my knot-base was just compounded by the overall tension my body was wracking up each time my dragon lover pulled me down on his cock.

I felt his tip pushing into my cervix, something that still wasn't the most pleasant sensation, but increasingly made me shiver knowing just how deep he was inside of me. And how much deeper he could go: it wasn't long before Zav was pulling his hips down and making my cunt swallow his full length. I whined into Gwyn's muzzle and she just giggled. There was a hint of sneakiness… why was there… Suddenly my vixen's hips started to ride me in rhythm, her cum filled, heat swollen passage stroking along my foxhood as I was guided along my dragon lover's cock. The pleasure made me see spots for a moment and I barked, having to brace myself into the kiss as my toes and fingers curled. Gwyn's muzzle ducked down to my slightly bouncing breasts, her mouth finding my nipple as she slammed herself down onto me, her hands on Zav's chest for leverage. My knot tied us together, but she let out a warning growl that was clearly a 'do not cum yet' growl, her muzzle pulling back and she just brought her muzzle up and kissed my nose.

“You only get to cum when he does, hun~"

“Or?" I really wasn't sure I could manage that: my cock was throbbing and twitching, right on the edge. Zav's tapered tip rubbing against my prostrate was not helping, either: I was about to burst!

“Hmm… Zav gets dibs on my next litter~" She winked and I whined. It… didn't bother me too much, surprisingly, but I would prefer to at least try, too. I nodded, biting my lower lip and focusing on holding back while squeezing and milking Zav's length: I was just glad I could already feel that considerable knot catching against me. He did threaten to slow down (by actually doing it), but I just snarled at him, which made him chuckle and kiss my cheek. And then suddenly, Gwyn had all three of us kissing each other, tongues warring and dancing together.

It was… stupidly hard to focus on everything at once (luckily the muscles for gripping at Zav's cock seemed to be the same that helped hold me back, so the edging was… awful, but tolerable). My tongue was a limp participant in the kiss, my eyes screwed shut as my whole body just grew tighter and tighter like a bowstring.

Finally, Zav gave in, his deep, resonating growl taking on a purring note as he sunk my hips down to swallow his ballooning knot. That threatened to make me explode, but I didn't want Gwyn pulling some technicality (not that she would, but she would definitely tease me about it). It was only when I felt that first rope of dragon seed travel along Zav's cock and shoot into my core did I finally… though admittedly hesitantly, let my body relax. I could tell this was going to be intense.

It all hit me like a balloon popping. My whole body shook as my cock didn't just twitch or jump, it jerked inside a squeaking vixen before exploding what felt like two loads worth of seed into her. My knot felt like it was about to burst: any cum that hadn't escaped already wasn't going to for a while at this point. My back arched almost violently and I had to tear my muzzle away from the kiss to let out a stupidly squeaky, nearly soundless moan. My partners' muzzles went to work, though: Gwyn's finding my nipple while Zav bit against my neck: something that hard started sending shivers through me with how often it became associated with intense releases.

I wasn't sure how long it took for my mind to recover… I do know at some point I felt Gwyn's hands against my cum-bloated belly and heard her giggle. I closed my eyes, listening to Zav's heartbeat and the way his voice reverberated in his chest as he spoke softly: I couldn't quite focus on just what he was saying, though.

“You awake, Kai?" Asked a nervous voice. Gwyn kissed at my muzzle and I groggily kissed back. “Thought you'd fallen asleep for a second there."

“… Tempting… that last one was a lot… way more intense than when we tried that with Delia." I grumbled a little. Gwyn giggled and wiggled her hips a little. I was still tied to her, though with Zav's delicious knot stretching me, that wasn't a good gauge of how much time had passed.

“Hmm… should we put off Aeltia's visit?" I blinked a little at Zav's question. My brow furrowed before I shook my head. I'd forgotten that I had told the polar bear to come 'audition' tomorrow night to be our pet, basically.

“N-No, not unless she's also in heat. N-not sure I can handle a repeat of that." I admitted. Gwyn laid against us both as Zav's wings wrapped around us. “S-so having a toy around for my dragon would probably be a good idea." Zav chuckled and rubbed his thumbs against my hips a bit. “How are you feeling, Gwyn?"

“Hmm… much better, love~" She murred. “At least for a few hours. We'll see then." I half-jokingly whined in fear. “I told you to get sports drinks for a reason!" She stuck her tongue out at me. I kissed the white-furred vixen with giggle. My ears twitched when I heard Zav doing something and then heard him sigh.

“It seems her season is close, so tomorrow might not be a good idea. Unless Mistress Foxtail wants me to breed her~?"

“Not before me!" I yelped, tail swatting at his thigh. “And besides, she'll have to earn that. How… I dunno, gonna have to go online and get some ideas." Zav chuckled and licked my ear. “Guess I'm just going to have to do my best to keep both my partners sated…" I sighed overdramatically. “But no more asking me to hold back! That was torture!" I poked Gwyn's belly, blinking when I felt how taunt it was. She squeaked and moaned, wiggling on my length still.

“Fine, but that was so much cum~" She cooed. Zav let out a curious noise that only made the arctic vixen blush and bury her muzzle against my chest.

“It seems my long-time friend has some… kinks of her own… She even suggested-" She nipped at my chest and cut me off with her hand.

“No! N-Not yet. I wasn't quite in my right mind, hun. Not that the idea doesn't sound amazing~" She whined. I shivered; Zav's knot finally started to deflate. Mine didn't take long to follow, either, much to my relief. Gwyn did whimper a little, but we needed the break! And a shower, where my hands and Zav's talons got quite familiar with Gwyn's form… and she needed another round of mating me as a result. I'm just glad she was happy to ride me, though.

The next couple of days were… more carnal and sex-filled that I'd really ever experienced. I'm really just glad the windows opened and the weather was nice enough, though I did make sure to close them again whenever Gwyn's heat flared up. The two of us really didn't leave my room: when we weren't in bed (with or without Zav; he did duck out a few times to escape), we played games and caught up. Gwyn did show me her portfolio of designs as well as gave me a beginner's rundown of her store and style. I did also order new sheets… good ones that said that they were cum-stain resistant specifically (they may or may not be from a specialty site… that I was using to get ideas on how to get Aeltia to 'earn' various privileges). Gwyn was still the same mix of sweet, cute, and a hidden introvert that I remembered. I did add sexy and fairly kinky to that: apparently oral and general body worship were added her cum-play and roughness fetishes, and she did seem interested in bondage, even if it wasn't so much about the dom/sub dynamic. It did not escape her notice that I needed very little time between matings before I was ready to go again.

It was almost a relief when I woke up to her sucking me off two days later instead of riding me. And she was good; the only thing that woke me up was feeling her gulping down my release (though, to my own credit, I was exhausted). “Hmm, morning, love~" Gwyn purred, kissing me and running her hand along my front.

“Morning. Does that mean your heat's died down?"

“Mostly? I can't tell if wanting to jump you is habit, general lust, or the last bits of my heat at this point." She muttered. “I wonder if there's a way to up just how much you produce naturally~"

“Oh gods, hun, I cum enough already!" I whimpered. She let out a hungry growl, her hand teasing lower and then the growl turned into a laugh while hugging around my hips. I kissed her, hugging back and smiling into it. “Hmm, guess this means you'll have to go into work, then…"

“Yep, honeymoon's over~" She sighed. I rolled my eyes and gave her rear a swat, which only made her yelp. “But… ugh, I do wanna move in with you~"

“I'm almost worried I wouldn't survive that." I laughed, rolling out of bed and stretching with a wiggle while hearing Gwyn purr her appreciation.

“Just a little more bust and you'd be a great model~ Which you will be getting eventually, I imagine." She'd always said that, even in high-school.

“Hey now, there's plenty of hybrids in the scene now. Plus, doesn't motherhood 'ruin' models or something?"

“Oh there's ways to help that," She waved her paw. “Though… I should start designing some pregnancy clothes for myself~ Any requests?" I did pick up some of our clothes and put them in the laundry basket; Gwyn had brought a bag with her (thankfully of clothes I could just throw into the laundry machines in my bathroom).

“Anything comfortable and shows off how sexy you are~" I brushed my tail against her muzzle. “Both with and without kits growing in you."

“Hmm… exposed belly or no?"

“Hun, I'd have you in just your fur~" Gwyn giggled and huffed. “Exposed, I guess, if I have to choose."

“Alright then."

“So… we should probably talk about what happens if it does take. Or hell, just moving forward in general." I said. Gwyn let out a whine.

“Uh oh, that's your serious tone. What's up?"

“Well… you are in the public eye. Even in haute couture, you wouldn't be able to keep rumors from following, at least in your circles. Plus, Wyrn's lab is probably going to publish a paper about the tests we ran."

“Oh yeah, what were the actual results of that? Zav just texted 'all clear'."

“Oh! Well… basically it's like you were just rutted by a dragon for three days." I said, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning back on my hands. “At least in that whole 'mythic' factor." She squeaked and nuzzled against my thigh.

“So… you're gonna have to worry about hunters, too?"

“I mean, probably? I'm not planning on taking anymore partners, though."

“Aww, but wouldn't that be half the fun of conventions~?" I rolled my eyes and scratched behind her ear. She giggled and crawled on the bed to put her head on my thigh.

“I've got enough actual partners and potential ones, I'm fine."

“Even so, I would imagine you'd have to be careful about, well… a lot."

“Probably." I sighed. “But! Not what I wanted to talk about. I was more thinking of just… getting a jump on any rumors that tabloids might start publishing. Which would include being partners with you and Zav."

“Hmm… yeah, a bunfox is still fairly rare and it wouldn't be hard to link any names involved to you, huh?" She sat up. “Are you… ready for that?"

“Not at all, but I'd rather have you and Zav than anything else." I kissed at her cheek. She whined.

“Ugh, almost as bad as Zav at being too sweet, hun." She hugged around my neck, her chest against my back. “So… what are you asking me?"

“Just how much you'd want me to say? I mean, I imagine you'd be a guest on my streams, if not the official Gaminghouse ones. I would introduce you by your handle or something, of course, but it really wouldn't be hard to connect the dots from playing with a pregnant arctic vixen to me having an arctic vixen partner to Glacé being pregnant."

“Oooh!" She leaned against me a bit more. “Hmm… I hadn't thought about that. I should probably consult with some lawyers, honestly… or brand consultants." I felt my ears lower and I let out an apologetic whine. “Ugh, you're gonna make me say it, aren't you? No whining; I'd rather get outed as Glacé than not have our kits~ And as your partner and mate~"

“Mate, huh?"

“Oh definitely~!" She kissed my muzzle a few times. “I should probably go on a few dates with you and Zav, though. And maybe just with Zav… see just where we stand with each other."

“That's fair. I'm sure you'll get along, at least. So long as you don't want to start streaming our bedtime fun." I chuckled. She squeaked and huffed.

“I do not need my customers knowing my kinks, thank you!"

“Ooh, you could do a collab with that site I found for cum resistant clothing, though~!"

“… You're almost as evil as Delia, you know that?"

“And bondage designs~" She let out a low growl and pulled me back on the bed to straddle my hips as I laughed, her tail rubbing my groin and playing with my orbs, and brushing against my folds. Honestly, I was a little numb after the past few days, so… all it did was make me laugh more. “Enough, enough! Let's get you some breakfast and showered before you have to go, love."

“… Fine." She got up and headed towards the bathroom; it was hard to not watch how her hips swayed. “Joining me?"

“Only if you want something cold for breakfast."

“… Yogurt parfait does sound good. So does a grilled chicken omelet…" We did have some leftover grilled chicken that Zav had cooked a large batch of before coming up. “With peppers…" She sounded like she was drooling so I waved her into the bathroom and got to work cooking. And then took my own shower after she'd gotten dressed and headed out (after a fairly heavy make-out session). And we ate both; each half a chicken-and-pepper omlette with a berry-granola parfait. “See you tonight, hun~"

“See you; take it easy, love." I called back; I did also tell her my lock-code, too. She left me a key for her apartment as well. And then I went about cleaning up after the last few days (those sheets… those weren't… totally ruined at least? Probably the worst draw back of being a herm… okay, not the worst, but still). And opening windows to air the room out. Zav popped his head in as I was reviewing e-mails. “It's safe, hun. No more heat-stricken vixen."

“I mean, not awful if there was more~" I barked and smiled. “Yours isn't going to be that intense, right?" I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Right?"

“Hun, it could be worse~" I stuck out my tongue. “But who knows, with how deep you get, maybe all your cum'll keep it under control."

“… We should definitely mate the nights up to it, too, just in case." He rumbled, lounging on the couch while I continued checking e-mails; one came through from Sia with my first tasks as well a primer on how they handled version control. It was one of those things that you could read so many times but you still had to actually do it to know you understood. That might be why she set me up with easy tasks for these first couple of weeks?

“So what's up, just hanging out?" I asked, scanning the info she'd sent.

“Hmm, mostly. I am toying with the idea of getting a few larger, proper houses built, though." My ears twitched. “My study's not exactly a good size for a nursery the size we might need."

“Oh dammit, you're right…" I groaned. Foxes and bunnies were both not known for small families; my family was an exception given the first iteration of Omni's side-effects.

“And it doesn't sound like Delia's gonna slow down either."

“Yeah, still not sure how much of her talking about 'competing' for her next litter is a joke." I joked. After the past few days, though… I got why Alrac wasn't against the idea. Twice the dicks involved typically would mean some sort of split of the work for me and him in sating the husky.

“Hopefully she'll let that rest until after we complete this project." Which was projected for at least four, if not five, years. It did depend on freelancers and how much grunt-work we could outsource, apparently. That was on the leads, though.

“How… rough would it be for a couple of proper houses?" I wondered. “Like… do we have the land for them?"

“Land's a slight issue; the lot next door is abandoned. I've considered buying it if we wanted to expand the team further anyways." He said with a sigh.

“Wait, seriously?" The lot, and mansion, next door was just someone's vacation home, I thought, given I hadn't seen anyone there.

“Yeah, Saradie City takes care of it. But apparently attracting fresh buyers is a hard thing to do? At least at the price they're asking."

“Would it work as a family home?"

“We could take a look; personally I think it's too manor-like and fake upscale." It did look like a plantation home, so I could get where he was coming from. “But, well, our family will probably be pretty big. If Ixem moves into my place, we could convert the place Delia and Alrac is in into a two-story deal."

“You sure you're not just wanting more bookshelves~?"

“Hey, can never have enough! Print'll never die!" He punched the air as he sat up.

“I wouldn't mind a drafting table… and bulletin board…" He rumbled curiously and I pulled out a notebook: they were full of, essentially, blueprints of code structures.

“Damn, never realized coding was… this involved. Or, I guess I did, but why not do it on a computer?"

“As you said, print'll never die~" I smirked. “Seriously, just easier to have a page I can glance at than having to search around on a screen for the right box or something." He nodded. “Plus, that's a lot easier to use to outline and send to get approval than getting them to look through than the code files."

“Fair points. Sia seen these?"

“I mean, I have them on the portfolio section of my stream's site." I did run the stream through a streamer platform, but I had built a whole site around it as a portfolio as well. “Hell, she probably has her own style… I should message her about that. And Delia."

“Also, any game plan for Aeltia?"

“Oh man, I do feel bad we keep putting that off. Probably would be smart to do it before my own heat…" I hummed as I thought.

“And we probably need some downtime." I nodded in agreement. My sex drive was high, sure, but at the moment? I could use a break; pretty sure Zav could too. Plus, would make that night all that much more.

“So… sounds like a week? I mean, we could do it sooner, but I'm sure she's got her own projects she wants to get started on."

“We should ask if she can wait a week, I think. She might not be able to focus, though." Zav texted the bear. “And... seems like that might be the case. She at least wants to talk, more, about the details of it here soon. With you there, even." My ears twitched and brow furrowed. “You are 'Mistress Foxtail' to her now~" The dragon teased; I huffed and blushed, leaning back in my seat. “But in all seriousness, she seems to want to make sure we don't do anything that would make you uncomfortable, love."

“I get it... and appreciate the thought, for sure. Let's see... a couple of days, maybe? Make sure heat's out of her system, just in case. And I'll recover a bit by then. Apparently this type of thing isn't just slapping on a collar if we want it done right." Zav tilted his head and nodded.

“Never... really thought about it like that, but yeah, that's true enough. It is a lot easier to get excited thinking about you or even Gwyn than her, but mostly because I don't even know what she looks like in just her fur... or have any connection to her." He sighed. My ears did twitch when he mentioned Gwyn and I couldn't help but smirk at the thought.

“Anyways, I should probably get to work, hun." I told my dragon, looking back and sticking my tongue out at him. He got up from the couch and kissed the top of my head, which I just turned into a proper kiss with a quiet murr. “Love you~"

“Love you too, and I will check on you later." He rumbled right back.