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Felix sat on the cold stone ground near the fire he created. His back was facing towards the wet entrance of the cave and although he was only 80cm tall it acted as a great makeshift wind shield. That wasn't to say he wasn't listening for anything that might approach the cave in the rain; his large fennec ears made the task easy work. As he sat there he held his hands out to the fire, his almost pure white fur reflected brilliantly in the dancing orange flame. Combined with the heavy pitter patter of the rain outside made just sitting there focusing on those two senses mesmerising. Because of that he was caught off guard when faint wet rushed footsteps and laboured breathing filtered in through his ears.

When he finally did register the noise he quickly pulled his sword out of the sheath that had been leaning against the wall. He didn't see anything at first but the figure quickly came into view of the caves mouth. Although it was hard to tell, it seemed the intruder was easily over double his height, it narrowed it down to a few possible races; its tail narrowed it down more so.

When the figure stepped just inside the cave and out of the rain Felix shouted at it. "Stop! Don't come any further! Identify yourself!" As the figure stopped Felix got his first real look at the intruder, it was obviously a sergal although if it was northern or southern eluded him. It did however sport the class sergal coat; white fur on its front and a different colour on its back, this time being a deep orange. It was also quite clearly a male due to its generally more masculine body structure, no breasts and a sheath on display. In fact the last one alone gave its gender away. The lack of clothes also pointed towards him being a wild and therefore having a much shorter fuse than the city dwelling types. That was where Felix's sword came in if things got hairy, because although Felix was short - even for a fennec - he had years of experience in taking down opponents much larger than him; he just hoped he wouldn't have to display that skill.

"Uh, me no mean harm." The intruder said as he clearly held up his arms in surrender before turning around and pointing outside. "It cold, wet. Here, dry, hot." He turned back to Felix, pleading in his eyes. "Please, no harm me. I want hot."

Felix furrowed his brow and thought while the two stood there staring at each other. His decision was quick, the sergal had no weapons, he was stark naked and even if he counted its claws it was still negligible enough to overlook it. Lowering his sword he spoke to the sergal in its own language, "You can stay the night. You don't seem to be hostile but try one thing and you'll be walking out of here without your hand. Got it?"

Even in the sergal own tongue - where he'd understood everything - he seemed to ignore the obvious threat and hone in on the fact he could stay. Switching to his own language he spoke to the small fennec. "Thank you! Finding a place to stay dry at this time of night was hard enough as it was, and that was with the light of your fire guiding my way. I didn't want to go out looking for another." The sergal turned around to look outside, the pitch black obscuring everything bar the tree line. When he looked back Felix had already sat down at the fire again but this time he was on the other side facing the entrance.

The sergal took a step forward before realising he was still soaked from the rain. It would take far too long to have his fur dry out while water was still in it. He fixed this the only way he knew how; he shook himself dry like a wet dog. By the time he was done everything to his sides and a little ways in front of him were soaked in the water that was once on him, it was if the storm had somehow gotten inside the small cave. Technically it had.

Felix simply gave him a raised eyebrow but other than that said nothing else, he and his belongings were still dry and now apparently so was the sergal; mostly. The sergal made its way over to the fire and sat down opposite to Felix. Whether it was because he knew he was acting as a wind shield or if he simply sat in the closest spot, Felix would never know.

As Felix looked at the naked sergal he could still clearly see the glistening of water on his fur coat still, but that would take but a minute to dry in the warm sheltered cave.

Surprisingly it was the sergal that broke the silence between the two. "So you know how to speak my language, not many... foreigners can, how?"

Felix thought the sergal was blunt and to the point, he could respect that in someone. The information the sergal requested Felix was innocent and harmless; and as such he decided to entertain his guest. "It's simple really, when I was young, well, _younger,_I used to live in a predominately sergal populated city. My family and school taught me English while the city taught me your language; Serglec." The sergal made a face of understanding before Felix continued. "My turn, where are your clothes? Correct me if I'm wrong but... I can't think of another word so apologies if this sounds derogatory but, don't _wilds_usually wear some clothes, a loincloth perhaps?" Felix asked as he pointed at what the sergal was showing off.

The orange sergal looked down at himself, namely his sheath before covering it up with his hands. His clear embarrassment was shown through both his eyes and ears, the former of which refusing to now make eye contact with Felix. "I am so, so sorry about that. It must have come off when I was making my way here. Look if there is anything I ca-"

Felix cut off the extremely embarrassed sergal with the wave of his hand, his own cheeks flushing red as if the sergal's embarrassment was contagious. "I wouldn't worry yourself; I've already seen it and besides it's not like I don't have one either. Point I was trying to make was; aren't you cold? Because I sure as heck am and I have 2 layers of clothes on and I'm sitting next to a fire. Granted, your fur looks like it's three times as thick as mine but still, that shouldn't make you immune."

After realising that Felix was not asking due to him being uncomfortable and asked instead why he wasn't cold the sergal let out a soft sigh and removed his hands from covering his sheath. It revealed the tip of his red member as it poked out, possibly due to the sergal having an unacknowledged exhibitionist streak. Felix noticed but said nothing about it while the sergal either didn't notice or didn't care. The conversation continued.

"Well, I can feel the cold, especially when I'm wet but us wilds usually have longer coats to help deal with that. I also think I have a higher body temperature than you as well. Here, come over here and take a feel." The sergal explained before beckoning Felix over.

Felix stared for a couple seconds, determining whether it was a ploy but the sergal seemed genuine and as such Felix got up from his sitting position and carefully made his way over to the other side of the fire. As he did so he snuck a look at the sergal's sheath once again and noted that the sergal's guest appearance had already departed.

This time the sergal did notice the fennec's probing eyes and he felt himself blush slightly, his embarrassment only heightened when his member was already poking its head out to say hi again after Felix had looked away. The sergal didn't say anything about it nor did he cover himself up, Felix had already voiced his uncaring attitude towards it.

Felix on the other hand saw the sergal blush; he wondered why but didn't care enough to actually ask. He figured that it was because the sergal secretly enjoyed the close proximity he was too Felix, he didn't realise the true reasons.

When he was close enough Felix reached out to touch the sergal's chest. Even before he touched him he could feel the heat rolling off him but he reasoned that might have been due to the fire that was close by. When he actually did touch him he felt his hand push a few centimetres through the soft fur before contacting his hard chest. Needless to say the sergal was hot; it felt akin to the temperature of the inside of a sleeping bag after use, his soft and inviting fur didn't help Felix push away that analogy either.

He stood there for a couple seconds as his hand soaked up the heat, his back doing the same to the fire. "Holy fuck, you're hot. No wonder you can wear nothing and get away with it." Felix told the sergal as he removed his hand before speaking once again. "If I was that hot I wouldn't have to wear all this." Felix gestured to his abundance of clothes. "My short fur combined with my short height practically means I have to wear clothes at all times."

The sergal listened with rapt attention to what Felix said, a silly plan fermenting inside his head as he spoke and sprouting by the time he was done. A mischievous yet hopeful grin grew on his face. "Well, y'know, you don't have to wear your clothes if you snuggle up with me. It'll be like hugging a hot furry blanket. What do you say?"

Felix stared at the sergals face in confusion and when he saw his grin he passed what the sergal said off as a joke. He didn't let on he knew he was joking however, his own grin hidden as he turned around and walked over to his bag. "Well, I mean that's an option, but we don't even know each other's names!" He joked as he went through his things to find his inadequate sleeping bag.

Without missing a beat the sergal responded. "My name is Saavel and yours is?"

Felix stood up from rummaging around in his bags and turned around to face Saavel, his own grin lost along with Saavel's. "Felix and, hold on, you're not joking, are you?" Felix asked, as although the offer was tempting he wasn't about to expose himself to someone he just met.

"I mean, no not really. Your size just makes you look so cute, more so with all those fur clothes covering you up and making you look bigger than you actually are." Saavel confessed to Felix, his embarrassment easily conveyed through his body language. Felix was about to speak his mind before Saavel unintentionally interrupted him. "Don't say you're not cold either! You even admitted before you were, and even without that when you touched me don't forget I felt how cold you were. Think of this as a win-win situation, you get to be warm and safe and I get to cuddle something cute. What do you say?"

Felix was about to tell Saavel that he didn't fully trust him and that he shouldn't call him cute but was stopped when a inconveniently timed chill wind swept through the cave and robbed him of some of his precious heat. It even made the fire flicker for a couple seconds before everything returned to normal save the loss of some of the caves built up heat. It made him reconsider the offer; Saavel was easily warmer than what he could achieve inside his sleeping bag. He guessed it wouldn't hurt to indulge the sergal.

"Fine, but I'm not taking my clothes off. That part was a joke and nothing more." He told Saavel as he started to make his way back over to him. "So, how do you wanna do this then?" Felix asked as he stood a foot away from Saavel, unsure of how the sergal wanted to go about doing this, he had not exactly been called cute and cuddled before by a complete stranger given his profession.

Without saying a word Saavel moved his knees further apart, creating a small hole in his lap. He then patted his leg, a universal invitation to sit down in his lap. If they had not discussed it earlier than Felix might have thought the sergal was offering something else; his nakedness also didn't help the case but at least this time he couldn't see anything trying to worm its way out.

With a reserved sigh Felix walked in front Saavel and practically fell into his lap. He forgot how long his fur was and had a brief panicked feeling of falling as his body pushed past the first layer of fur before hitting the sergals lower chest. His head was a fith ways into the fur it was that deep. After that Felix could fully enjoy the heat Saavel gave off; if there were such things as heated beds in winter than this is what it would feel like. Felix didn't want to admit it but he was in heaven, it didn't help that he had a thing for long fur and the warmth was just a bonus.

Saagal felt the little fennec lean into him, his head resting on his lower chest while his large ears poked just above each shoulder. To call him cute would be an understatement, the way he dwarfed him was only one of the countless reasons of why he found him cute. He let Felix get comfortable, well, as comfortable as he could get before Saavel wrapped his arms around him and rested his chin on his head. He felt him tense up for a few seconds before relaxing into his hold. It wasn't long before Saavel started to purr loudly out of pure happiness. With almost nowhere else to go the strong reverberations vibrated through Felix's body and as much as Felix hated to admit, he loved every second of it.

The two sat like that for a few minutes, Felix staring at the mesmerising fire as his brain slowly turned off and Saavel who with eyes closed never let up for a second on the affection he was dishing out. They both mutually loved it even if both weren't going to admit it.

The fire was now on its last fringes of life, the soothing rain outside dominating Felix's ears as his eyes lulled on the brink of open and close. When it finally did go out his eyes fully shut, his body inviting sleep to take over. It wasn't long before they were open again, and it was because he was confused at what the sergal was doing. He had stopped resting his chin on his head and was now licking his fur like a mother would a pup. It wasn't that he hated it but more like he was confused as to why he was doing it, he had his theories but that's only what they were right now, theories. Felix tried to talk to the sergal but it seemed to fall on deaf ears; it was only when he struggled violently that the sergal broke out of whatever it was he was doing.

Once the licking stopped Felix felt the arms around him loosen but he didn't try to get away, he had a pretty good idea what was going on. Before he could ask the sergal if his theory was correct the sergal had already started to apologise.

"Oh my god, I am so, so sorry. I don't know what came over me; it was like my body was-"

"Don't worry about it; I think I know what it was anyway. You forget I grew up in a mainly sergal city. What it's normally called is 'the urge' although in reality it's a lot less sinister than it sounds." Felix explained in the light provided by the bright coals before looking up at the sergals face. "Y'know I'm surprised you _don't_know what that is, weren't you ever taught about it? Not even by your tribe elders?"

Felix waited a couple seconds and was about to continue when the sergal interrupted him by placing his chin back on Felix's head, forcing him to once again face the coals. He also pulled him in as tight as he could without hurting him. It was then Felix noticed that the purring had stopped.

"Well, I never really had a tribe. My mom thought it was best for us to stick to ourselves, not let ourselves be governed by other people who had little interest in us personally. It meant that we lived alone, in a cave not unlike this one. She was the only source of information I ever got aside from the odd books she'd find." Felix listened with rapt attention, his sleepiness now fully swept under the rug.

Saavel gave a heavy sigh before continuing, "She died when I was 8; or at least I assumed she did. She went out to get food and a huge storm appeared out of nowhere. I don't know what happened to her but she never came back and I never found her." Felix felt a few tears drop onto his ears. Although the sergals voice had never changed to show his emotion he was obviously unable to control his body nearly as well. "I was able to live on what we had gathered for a while but after that I had to fend for myself. I had to learn, sometimes through trial and error like what berries were good and what wasn't. I was lucky my mother taught me all the real dangerous ones while she was still around or I might not be here. From there I lived off berries for a few years until I was finally able to catch small game. The entire time this happened I searched for my mother and a tribe to join but they would not let me; I was not one of them. The books she had could only teach me so much; one was a book on English written in serglec and is why I was able to piece together what you said."

Once again Saavel pulled Felix into him tightly before relaxing enough for the fennec to move freely. "That is why I do not know of this 'urge', I was simply never taught."

Felix sat there for a couple seconds as he processed the information. When his mind once again returned to reality he blinked a couple times to make up for the time he didn't while listening before speaking slowly. "Wow, I uh, didn't expect such an explanation. You could have just said you were never taught and that would have been fine. But now I know that I feel obliged to explain and walk you through it. Granted, it won't be my first time doing this but I'm still going to be scared as I don't fully know you yet. It's like cuddling someone before getting to know their name." He smiled at his witty remark as Saavel tried to piece together the hints Felix was giving him but ultimately gave up.

As Felix gathered his thought about what he wanted to say he reached up and scratched under the sergals chin, starting back up his purring. "Well, it's quite simple really but before I get into it I have to ask if you know what instincts are?" With a hum of approval Felix continued, "Well the urge is a part of that, an instinct that you have no control over. Now, this may seem a bit odd but the 'urge' is basically a urge to eat your own young although, as you found out, it can be triggered by other small creatures."

Felix could practically hear the sergal asking why such a thing existed and pre-emptively interrupted him before he asked. "The reason this exists - as far as I'm aware - is because it was a way sergals long ago protected their young on cold or dangerous nights and/or occasions. You ever ask yourself why sergals stay the same size throughout their youth and some of their teen years? It's was so that their parents could eat them and not suffer discomfort. Sergals can fit pretty big things in their mouth and gullet but smaller things are generally easier to fit both on the way in and on the way out."

Felix let the sergal digest the information for a few seconds before picking up where he left off. "Before you ask - if you haven't already worked it out - the eating of, things, does not hurt that thing involved. In fact if what I am told is correct then a few things happen; the stomachs contents go somewhere - don't ask me where I don't know, the esophagus widens so air can get in and a few other things happen. When you entered that trance before those things took place and for the next... I think its 13 hours or so, it is actually safe for someone to stay inside your stomach."

Felix sat there as he once again let the sergal chew the information but this time he decided to wait to see how he was going to respond. The seconds turned into minutes as he waited; he could feel and even heard multiple times the start of the sergal saying something before he cut himself off and went back to thinking.

Finally, after just over 8 minutes the sergal began to talk. "So, knowing that, and recalling what you said before, you are saying that if I wanted to, I could eat you." The fennec hummed approval and Saavel could feel his mouth start to salivate in anticipation. He had only ever eaten one live meal and although the wriggling feeling on its way down and while inside him was euphoric the poor animal had died a slow and painful death and he vowed never to do it again. Now here he was; knowing full well how good such an act would feel as it stretched his gullet wide and knowing that it would not harm a hair on his meal. The temptation to just gobble the fennec up as he sat there was almost overwhelming but he didn't for two main reasons; one, that would be impolite, and two, he wasn't fully convinced he would not hurt the fennec.

By the time he focused back in on the fennec he realised he was no longer sitting in his lap. He briefly worried if he had run off in fear but found that instead the fennec was stripping himself down and putting his clothes near his bag while facing away from him. Saavel felt a blush form on his face as he watched the unintentional striptease, his member peaking its head out once again in an attempt to also catch a glimpse of the show.

When the fennec turned back around Saavel's blush intensified and he covered up his own member's growth spurt when he saw the fennec's own sheath; this time however he didn't look away from the fennec's inquisitive eyes.

Felix raised an eyebrow at the sergal's embarrassment and the coverage of his genitals, it didn't take a genius to figure out why the sergal was embarrassed. With a sigh he started to make his way back over to the sergal, his small arms wrapped around his own body in a bid to conserve heat as it was already rapidly draining away. "D-don't be e-embarrassed, as I said we both have one, you can deal with that once you tuck me away and let's make this quick, I am freezing." Felix told the sergal as he stood in front of him, arms still wrapped around himself as his teeth clattered.

Saavel, although deeply wanting to go through with what the fennec was proposing, still held doubt. "But what if it turns out to not be safe? I trust you in what you say but, what if something goes wrong?" He voiced, his eyes reflecting his concerned words.

Felix tried to sigh but was unable to, maybe he was too cold to do so. "I-If y-your that w-worried you can hold onto my t-tail and p-pull me up if something is wrong. O-otherwise you can just v-vomit me back up, w-which is what you're going to have to do t-to get me out anyway." He offered the sergal before speaking again. "L-look, can we like, g-get this started or if you still want to t-talk can you at least hold me? I'm f-freezing my balls off right now."

Saavel panicked a bit before picking up the fennec and bring him close to his chest to stop him from freezing to death. He didn't realise until after he did so he exposed his member once again, this time however it wasn't only the head that was out, his entire 9 inches was out with it and what made matters worse was that it's tip was resting between his stomach and the fennec's behind. He felt his face flush with embarrassment once again, if his face could have gotten any redder than he might have been mistaken for a tomato.

This time however he couldn't get a word in edgewise before the fennec spoke. "E-even though this must be a-awkward for you, as it is for me, I've been told s-such things can get quite arousing; for both parties i-involved." He wasn't about to tell the sergal he too had a hard on as well. "As I said you can deal with that after which I hope is s-soon, because I don't know about you but I am so tired right now." Felix told the sergal before thinking out loud. "If your outside is anything to go on than your inside is going to be s-so hot, you're easily the hottest I've been with in that regard and I don't even know how you're that hot in the first place. Anyways, enough s-stalling," He said as he wriggled out of his grasp and onto the floor in front of the sergal. "Eat me."

Saavel was surprised at his forwardness but knew he shouldn't be; the fennec had been forward with him this entire night, why would he suddenly stop now? Hesitantly he picked up the fennec under each armpit and lifted I'm to his face before he let parts of his bottled up instincts take over while still being in control.

Saavel pulled the fennec closer so he could sniff every inch of his exposed body in an attempt to burn his scent into his brain. He wasn't sure why this was important but his instincts told him it was. The next part he knew was important even without his instincts, lubricate the fennec so he would go down easier; it was times like these Saavel thanked the gods he had a prehensile tongue. He started with the top of his head first, the parts that were already slightly damp from where he licked them before. It helped that the fennec knew what he was doing, he would move his head around to help Saavel reach the hard spots easier. It didn't take long until the fennec's head and ears were thoroughly slobbered and when that task was done he moved onto his arms then his torso. He had finished his now wet chest and was confused when something bumped into the bottom of his chin.

He pulled the fennec away from him to see what it was and was surprised to find that the fennec must have been enjoying this if his own member was out and about. He secretly wondered how long he had been like that and how he had not seen it before. He looked up at the fennec who now had a very visible blush adorning his face, Saavel was about to ask about it and what he should do before Felix interrupted.

"Just ignore it okay? It's kind of hard to like, y'know, not get excited by all this." Partway through his explanation Felix suddenly found his tented fingers to be much more interesting than the sergal's face. "I mean, i-if you wanted to you could..." Saavel raised an eyebrow as Felix shook his head before continuing. "No, never mind. Just get on with it, it's getting very cold."

Saavel stared at the fennec for a few awkward seconds before continuing where he had left off without saying a word. The rest of the preparation was filled with silence and when he could Saavel made sure to give a few stray licks to the fennec's member; never fully committing but making it obvious enough that both knew it was not a mistake. Saavel internally sighed when he completed his job, he was hoping the fennec was going to capitalise on his advances so Saavel had some action tonight and had a way to repay the fennec for the massive debt he accumulated. He guessed that maybe the fennec didn't want anything to happen, was too cold or had some hidden reason as to why he was against Saavel's advancements.

Whatever his reasoning was Saavel pulled the fennec away from himself and quickly studied him for any spots he missed. When he found none he decided to ask the question that had been bothering him for the last few minutes. "So uh, like, how am I going to do this again? You still seem a bit... big for my taste." Even though Saavel was eager to go on with it he was still worried something might go wrong.

Felix studied the sergal one last time before answering just so he knew he was right. "It depends, some sergals are naturally... built to eat larger things, while others struggle with a rabbit but I know all can be 'trained' so to speak to eat larger things. In short, all are naturally built to be able to stretch. Other than that there really are no specifics in what to do next, it might hurt but I'm told you get used to it quickly. It really comes down to you, I prefer head first but it's your choice. Just, y'know, hurry up, I think it's getting colder as we speak."

After what the fennec said Saavel didn't find it hard on what he wanted to do next. Although he was a bit put off by the prospect of it hurting he decide to just roll with it and only worry about it if it came up. It was easier said than done.

Lifting up the fennec even higher than he previously was he stared at him for a few tense seconds before slowly opening his maw to revel the dark red inside of his mouth. He opened it for what he believed was more than enough for the small fennec to fit into and slowly and carefully turned the fennec over in his hands so his head was now pointed downwards towards his destination.

He slowly and tantalisingly lowered the fennec's head into his mouth, giving him ample time to opt out if he so choose. When no protesting was heard by the time the fennec's head came in contact with his prehensile tongue Saavel started to speed up the process. Carefully closing his mouth around the fennec's head so his teeth rested on his upper torso, Saavel let go of the fennec and instead grabbed onto both if his legs; it was an easier way to control his descent instead of holding onto his upper torso. Even having just the fennec's head in his mouth made him giddy beyond belief, he would never admit it but the fennec tasted unique and spectacular like a dish made solely for him.

When Saavel felt prepared he slowly opened his maw once again and felt the fennec's head quickly slide to the back of his throat with the aid of gravity. Swallowing the fennec's head to advance him on his trip was going to be the first big hurdle he'd have to face. Feeling his heart flutter and letting gravity do all the hard work with his grip on the fennec's legs only there for insurance purposes he gave his first swallow. He was abruptly surprised at how easily the fennec seemed to just slip into his now distended throat.

In one fell swoop Saavel had swallowed up to the fennec's shoulders that were pressing against his throat begging to be next. He thought it was going to feel good, but this was on another plane of existence, it was just heavenly, the way the small fennec stretched his throat was something he had never experienced before and if he had not been sitting his legs would have given away at the pleasure. Instead he let go with one hand to service himself with the ample amount of pre that had already been ejected from his large cock at the large insertion. While he did so he closed his mouth and with his now free hand he took the time to feel the fennec that was now stuck in his bulging throat; he could even feel his snout through his fluffy fur. Feeling he was taking too long he stopped feeling the fennec through his neck and after grabbing a leg and opening his maw once again, resumed his meal's descent.

Swallowing the fennec's shoulders with surprising ease as they glided into his throat he once again felt the rush of pleasure surging from the feeling of being utterly stretched. Thanks to the very noticeable difference in size from the fennec's head compared to his broad shoulders and the pleasure surge Saavel easily went over the edge and hit his climax. His knot swelled to its full size as his seed shot onto his chest only to be replaced by more seed only moments later. It was his most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced and even when there was nothing more to give he continued to pump his member due to the post orgasmic pleasure it continued to provide him with.

When he finally came back down from his orgasmic high he realised he had been biting the fennec's legs. Although it was not enough to draw blood he feared that he had hurt his willing companion. Unfortunately the fennec was too far in to bring him back up, he felt bad but he'd have to deal with it and Saavel vowed to apologise later. After coming to his decision and realising he was taking far too long to swallow such a simple meal he let go of the fennec's leg and swallowed, once gain letting gravity to do the work as he felt the ring of flesh leading into his stomach open to allow passage of its new occupant.

Finishing his meal and depositing it into his stomach only took about a quarter of a minute but for every one of those seconds Saavel bathed in the glow of pleasure that it provided. Once the fennec was safely inside him Saavel felt him move around and while his true intensions remained unknown, Saavel guessed that the fennec was just re-orientating himself so that he was not upside down. While he did so Saavel lied down on his side on the cold hard cave floor clutching his bloated stomach with both arms while using his long tail as a makeshift pillow.

The pleasure finally died down once the fennec got presumably comfortable and fell asleep. Saavel decided to stay up a little longer however, listening to the still falling rain and admiring the feelings and afterglow he was still experiencing. Never before had he felt this close to another being in a multitude of ways while also feeling equally protective accompanied with a strong sense of kinship. Maybe it was his happy state or more innate reason but Saavel seriously considered going with the fennec to wherever he was headed tomorrow, no matter the distance or place.

As he laid there he wondered if he had developed more intimate feelings for the fennec. Although the exact word was lost on him he wondered if such a thing would be a bad thing. The thought of just leaving the fennec tomorrow and knowing he'd probably never see him again made pangs of sorrow appear within him.

He decided to sleep on it, maybe he'd feel different tomorrow he reasoned. With that Saavel slowly drifted off to sleep with thoughts and possibilities racing through his mind until he finally succumbed to the ethereal plane where even there, he worried about what might and could happen.

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Saavel woke slowly as his body naturally woke up to the chirping of birds and light illuminating the cave he'd slept in. He marvelled at the almost lifelike dream he experienced and how that it looked almost exactly like the cave he was in. He chalked it down to his mind just using the most recent place he had been and rolled onto his side to get ready to get up. His thoughts halted however when he saw rather small various pieces of equipment and a backpack both propped up against the wall and scattered around the cave floor.

After a few seconds of staring dumbstruck at the assorted things his mind both reeled at what he did and thanked whatever gods that were listening that it actually happened. He did not know how he had not noticed until now but looking down and feeling his rather large stomach only further cemented the fact that last night was not a dream. He rubbed his stomach while idly thinking about the experience and in return he received slight movement from the fennec inside him. It wasn't much but it even still it flared both his lust and pleasure and he was starting to wonder if such a reaction was normal. He decided to ask the fennec later but first he had to get the little critter out of him and he feared that would be worse than getting him down there in the first place.

Standing up he swayed off balance before correcting himself, not used to having anything near as heavy as Felix inside him. Patting his belly with one hand and rubbing it with another he patiently waited for any sort of response from the fennec. Luckily, or unluckily depending on how Saavel looked at it, the fennec replied quickly, pressing his hand into the stomach wall where Saavel rested his hand.

What Felix did next could only be described as disorientating for Saavel. Putting his snout up and through the opening of Saavels stomach Felix started to talk; a tried and tested tactic of his. "Well I don't know about you but last night was interesting to say the least." To Saavel it sounded as if Felix was talking inside his head, he could even hear the sound coming out of his mouth when it was open. That was not even to start on the feeling of having something poke through his stomach opening. "I'll talk more about it later but first you need to get me out of here. Since it's your first time I suggest you take it slow but there are really only two ways for me to get out, one of which you won't be able to pull off. Basically your only option is vomiting me up, and, trust me when I say we both won't enjoy this. See you on the flip side." With that Felix pulled his snout out of Saavel stomach opening, a feeling that felt odd to discribe.

Saavel looked down at his stomach, he had not forced himself to vomit for a long time and that was for comparatively small things. This was not going to be fun.

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It was not fun, and if it wasn't for the small stretching pleasure he derived from it and the pleasure he received the night before from eating Felix, then doing this again might not have been on his to do list. Saavel also felt weak after vomiting up the fennec and coupled with his now sore throat and his inability to speak properly only soured the deal.

Felix knew all this however from his past experiences and offered the sergal some of his food. He also told him while putting on last night's clothes that when he was done he was going to massage Saavels neck and surrounding muscles to sooth his soreness and hopefully restore his speech somewhat. Although Felix put on a brave face and acted as if nothing was wrong in truth he too was hurting all over. While going down the chute was a pleasurable experience, going back up was not. The strong muscles would squeeze and crush him as he came back out and it always left him sore all over. He was normally pretty irritable about it but due to the sergals apparent natural talent for such things he did not feel nearly as sore as he normally did.

The two shared a silence as they both ate breakfast and as Felix massaged Saavel's neck. Saavel wondered how many times Felix must have done this to become this good at massaging and knowing exactly where the muscles he needed to focus on where. He didn't question him though; he thought it would be a personal and intrusive question to ask.

When he was done both continued to extend the silence as Felix started to pack his things back into his bag as Saavel watched him do so. As he sat there he questioned the feeling he felt last night because although they had faded they were all still very much there. While he still questioned the more intimate feeling he developed he could not deny the more base ones and as Felix picked up and put his bag on Saavel spoke up.

"Look, last night was fun and I was wonder-"

"If you could come with me?" Felix completed for Saavel, something he had done many times. "While I would never be against you coming with me for company sake I'd have to ask you to reconsider if it's for more intimate reasons. While I could never truly say no, you must also ask yourself if this is what you want to do." Felix told Saavel as he slowly walked to the cave mouth. "The road I walk is an ever changing and challenging one and I while would never turn down a potential partner in crime I have to warn you that by following me you'll be leaving your old self behind. You'll learn things you might not have wanted to learn and your life would become ever more complex than it is out here in the wilderness." Felix stopped at the entrance before turning around to face Saavel. "Is that what you want? To leave everything for a passing stranger?"

Saavel opened his mouth to talk before stopping himself. He did this a few times before he found his voice and it was full of raw unfiltered emotion. "And what do I have here to look forward too? A home to go back too that no one but me lives in that will only ever remind me of my mother? I don't have a family or life to leave behind, in my eyes I'd only be gaining things if I went with you, things that you might take for granted." Saavel looked at the floor, confirming his decision with himself before speaking up once again. "So please, even if only for a bit let me come with you, I want to live."

The two stared at each other for an eternity before Felix's questioning look broke only to be replaced with a grin. "Welcome aboard then, first things first, we need to get you some clothes. Don't want all the ladies taking you away from me." He joked before turning around and walking off leaving Saavel in stunned silence. After he accepted what just happened Saavel ran to catch up, quickly making his way to walk beside the fennec as he continued to make bad jokes at both their expenses. Saavel knew in his heart that even if this were to only last for a few weeks, those weeks would be the best of his life.