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"Hurry!" Kyle dashed ahead, pulling at his boyfriend's hand to speed his pace.

Max groaned at the light tugging dragging him forward. The fox was not nearly strong enough to quicken the wolf on his own, but Max thought his antics were overly cute and had no objections in playing along. And even when the fox reached a jog, Max was matching his steps with a brisk, long-stride walk.

The streets around the centre of the city were devoid of cars, having been shut down a week ago in preparation for the Christmas festivities, and with Christmas Eve drawing to a close the streets were full of festive furs. From above floating a thin layer of powdered snow, dusting the world in a white, magical sheen. But even the snow wasn't enough to keep the majority of furs in doors.

Others; couples, groups, and individuals alike, busied themselves in their own manner. Whether it was last minute gift hunting, or romantic strolls through the bustling city, they filled the streets.

Max smiling as he watched his lover bounce along the path ahead of him. Kyle was giddy with enthusiasm and energy. He switched rapidly between pulling the wolf along the path and pressing his face against store windows they passed.

Behind the fox bounced an almost novelty sized red and green striped bowtie. The ribbon was wrapped a few times around the base of his tail, with the bows fluttering like the wings of a butterfly each time he stepped. The sight was adorable, and when Kyle first suggested it, Max was one hundred percent on board with helping.

Besides, it gave Max an excuse to stare long and hard at his ass.

A particularly dense section of furs blocked the path a short way ahead. Max was about to tell Kyle to slow down, but the fox already darted forward and nimbly slipped through the throng. Max hurried along, and excused himself through, only to find his lover chatting amicably with an unknown lynx.

"Oh, your bow is so cute!" The lynx squealed.

Kyle giggled and twirled in a circle, flourishing his tail like a flag to float through the air around him. He stopped and pulled his tail around to his chest.

"Would you like to touch it?" He asked.

The lynx nodded his head with enthusiasm and bounced forward toward the offered tail. He stroked gently along the length of the fur marvelling at how soft and fluffy it felt. His fingers edged closer to the ribbon, but stopped short with a cursory glance at Kyle.

Kyle nodded his head in permission, and the lynx stroked at where the bow was tied to his tail base. The lynx noticed the small, intricate details that only a close up inspection could catch.

"Oh wow!" he exclaimed. "You've woven your fur _into_the bowtie... that's so clever! No wonder it stays in so well."

"Thanks... but I can't claim all the credit." Max caught up to the twittering, lithe males in time for Kyle to turn and introduce him. "My boyfriend Max did most of the fiddling back there."

The lynx stared at the wolf, his eyes trailing up slowly until he found the wolf looking at him with an amused expression.

"Oh my... you're one lucky fox." The lynx blurted. He turned back to a bashful Kyle with a mischievous smirk. "And I bet that wasn't the only fiddling he did with your tail."

Kyle's blush and stammered excuse was more than enough to set the lynx off giggling again.

"Relax, I'm just envious of you is all." The lynx admitted. "But I really have to run. My own horned up fluff brain is waiting for me at home." The lynx opened his arms in an invitation, and Kyle hugged his new friend goodbye. "It was nice meeting you two." The lynx said before disappearing into the crowd of furs.

"Who was that?" Max asked curiously. Kyle just shrugged with a broad grin and continued along his own path, leading the wolf to the centre of town. Max grumbled to himself but obediently followed along like a trained puppy.

Kyle bounced around the corner up ahead and stopped dead in his tracks. Max strolled up behind him and stopped too.

"It's so pretty." Kyle said after a pause, and the wolf could only nod in agreement.

Ahead, in the middle of a large, open plaza stood a fifteen meter Christmas tree. Bright, sparkling lights criss-crossed around the tree and twinkled in the night, illuminating the square and driving back shadows. Huge glittery baubles hung around the pines like glinting angles. It truly was a sight to behold.

Kyle stumbled forward, eyes glued to the wondrous sight. Max followed close behind, directing his boyfriend passed other distracted furs to a bench close to the tree.

Unfortunately due to the popularity of the plaza, most of the benches were occupied by couples cuddling and families chatting. The only spot in sight was big enough for two small furs, or one Max.

Max directed the staring fox towards the bench and sat down. He pulled the fox back onto his lap, and brought his paws around to secure him. Kyle murred at the warm envelope of his lover's fur and snuggled further back against Max's chest.

"Thanks for bringing me Maxie." Kyle said.

Max smiled fondly down at the fox. Nothing more needed to be said.

The two stared and thought in silence for several minutes until Kyle shook himself awake. Glancing to the side, he realised they were the only ones occupying the bench, the other couple having left at some point. Looking around he saw that there were definitely less furs in the square as well, the peak period having passed just as they arrived.

Even though he could have wriggled free and sat beside his boyfriend, Kyle much preferred the warm, comforting embrace.

His mind drifted from the tree to the presents laying under the one back at home. "You never did give me any hints for what to buy you... I can only hope you like what I got."

"Anything you get is perfect... you're prefect." The wolf responded, closing in to smell along the back of Kyle's neck.

Kyle felt his neck fur stand on end as a warm breath washed over him.

"But still, was there anything else you wanted?" Kyle asked.

"Well... there is one more present I want... and I would love to unwrap him right about now." Max trailed his paw down Kyle's spine, passing back his sensitive lower back, to the red bowtie tied around the base of the fox's tail.

Kyle shivered at the sensual touch, and the voice in his ear. His boyfriend's actions caught him off guard, so it took him a moment to recover and respond. The tree and the lights were as pretty as anything, but the novelty of it began to wear off once the cold night wind seeped in through his warm layers of clothing.

"Yeah, L-let's get going then." Kyle made to move from Max's lap, but the firm paw around his tail held him still.

The voice returned in his ear. "Not so fast foxy. I want my present now."

Kyle felt the paw around his tail pull hard upwards, freeing his appendage from where it was trapped underneath his ass. Without the extra fluff in the way, Kyle felt the distinctive bulge press against his covered rear.

Around the pair, many other merry-goers were still milling around, staring with awe at the huge Christmas tree and laughing merrily. Any one of them could turn to where the two lovers were seated, and Kyle was paranoid they'd see exactly what was going on. The brightly lit tree cast back the shadows, leaving Kyle very visible. But at the moment no one was paying any attention to the fox or wolf.

"There's people_around! We can't do it _here." Kyle whispered frantically, trying to dissuade the wolf without drawing undue attention to himself.

His pleas fell on deaf ears. Max continued to grind, harder and more insistent against his tail base. It wasn't long before Kyle felt the lump pressing against him swell considerably, and he whimpered helplessly.

The paw around his tail released him in search of richer treasures; the button above Kyle's tail holding back the present Max desired. With the aid of his other paw, Max made quick work of the last barrier. The resultant pop was lost to the world.

The wolf left one of his large paws rubbing sensually in circles on Kyle's belly. The action soothed the fox to a small degree, making him feel safe and loved. But Max's other nefarious paw made its way back round to his rear.

Kyle couldn't think of anything else to say when he felt his pants and boxers tugged down from behind. Max was persistent and soon the icy air graced Kyle's exposed under tail with its icy sting. He felt exposed with his tailhole out in the open, even though he knew it would be all but impossible for an observer to spot.

"Come on foxy, unwrap your present as well." Max nudged the fox.

Kyle hesitated at first, but the quicker he allowed Max to have his fun, the quicker he could re-dress in his warm clothing. Carefully and slowly so as to not draw attention, Kyle reached back with a paw and fumbled at the throbbing bulge behind him.

He popped the button, and unzipped the zipper holding back Max's excitement. When he felt back for the boxers, instead of fabric he felt... fur.

"Planning for this were you?" Kyle casually asked the air, his words drifting back to the perked wolven ears. The chuckle was enough to confirm his suspicions.

While a lack of underwear wasn't all too surprising, the unexpected ribbon that brushed against his fingers was. Further exploration revealed the conniving wolf had added an additional surprise layer beneath his clothes.

"You wrapped a bow... around your sheath." Kyle groaned in disbelief.

Max fingered the red ribbon around Kyle's tail. "A matching pair I'd say."

Kyle rolled his eyes dramatically while Max snickered behind him. The fox blindly followed the ribbons' path as it crisscrossed twice on the underside of Max's sheath before ending in a neat, little bow right above the parted opening.

A bit higher and Kyle grazed his fingertips over six inches of sensitive, half-hard wolf flesh poking from Max's ribbon-wrapped crotch. Max groaned at the delicate touch drifting up his cock, and more of his heated flesh pressed out insistently into the frigid air until his tip was pressing up under Kyle's shirt and deep into the fur covering the small of his back.

The wolf's panting muzzle rested on Kyle's shoulder as he relished in his lover's teasing touches. Kyle tilted his head back and to the side, nuzzling affectionately under Max's chin. Max tilted his head the opposite way, and lightly pressed their muzzles together. His tongue slipped passed Kyle's lips and lapped around the fox' submissive muzzle.

To an outside perspective, it appeared like a loving couple embracing on a cold Christmas Eve under the watching lights of a well-lit tree. But surface appearances aren't everything.

Max pawed at Kyle's sensitive, slim belly. But his other paw was busy feeling down under the tied ribbon, to the fox's tender tailhole. Meanwhile Kyle's paw stroked down Max's full mast, and squeezed tightly around the base of the wolf's semi-inflated knot.

Max broke the kiss, and nuzzled under his lover's chin to lick around his sensitive neck in long, slick laps of his tongue.

"Ride me foxy." Max mumbled, only barely audible for even Kyle's alert, perked ears.

Kyle let out a restrained huff. Being in the public eye with so many furs milling about was about as risky as anything else they'd done combined. One glance from a suspecting fur and the pair could be in some serious trouble. The thrill only had Kyle throbbing harder in his pants.

Kyle nodded subtly. He used his paw on Max's cock to angle it forward, and slid off the wolf. Max's crimson flesh was obscured by his muscled thigh, and Kyle's body, but it still was risky. However, judging by the lack of outrage, Kyle assumed they were still safe for now. He had to hurry in any case.

He deftly positioned Max's spear toward his exposed hole, and reversed back until the tip nudged his right ass cheek, smearing thick precum through his fur. Kyle repositioned it slightly to the left, reared back again, and gasped when it hit dead centre. The first half inch of slickened flesh slipped passed his barriers with little concern, but they were still on the proverbial clock.

In a private setting, Kyle would ease himself back gently. He'd embrace every inch under his tail like a long awaited lover, and moan his appreciation to the heavens.

But this wasn't their bedroom.

He clenched his eyes shut tightly and held tightly onto Max's thighs. In a flash, he settled himself back down in Max's lap. Unknown to the outside world was the ten inches of hard wolf he'd sheathed up his ass without a hint of preparation or stretching beforehand.

Tears threatened to spill from his the corners of his eyes, and a thin, pained whimper escaped his throat. Too soft for the bustling streets, it was lost amongst the crowd. Light twinkled amongst the moisture from a stray tear falling from his lashes, but he held himself at bay and kept the pain under control. Behind him, Max struggled with his own burdens. The wolf growled softly, and Kyle felt his hips twitch in a restrained imitation of humping.

Kyle felt like his rump was on fire. The fat cock breaching deep inside him and forcing his hole to stretch suddenly, throbbed in appreciation of returning home. Each minuscule movement was amplified by Kyle's over-worked nerves. The shaft pressing against his prostate triggered a shiver to run through his body, but the continued pulsing pain encouraged him to vocalise his discomfort.

Max leaned close to his ear. "Good fox." He whispered. "Such a good, loving fox. You're doing so well babe."

Kyle's cock jumped powerfully in his pants. His tent was much too obvious with his cock sticking out against the fabric. He used the same technique all guys know to readjust their balls discreetly, and slipped his shaft out the right side of his boxers and down his inner thigh. The bulge was still noticeable if anyone looked too closely, but Kyle used his paws to cover himself and add discretion.

The wolf moaned at the fist-tight hole squeezing the life from his cock, but muffled himself by burying his muzzle in the scruff of Kyle's neck and breathing his scent. Max continued rubbing Kyle's belly, his paw passing over the very minute protrusion against Kyle's inner abdomen.

"Can you feel that?" He mumbled. "I'm so deep inside you." He pressed harder against the bulge. "You're my good fox."

Kyle blushed and wriggled in appreciation of Max's words. The pair sat in a bubble of stillness for a while, relishing in their loving embrace while the world continued around them. As the minutes passed, the lovers felt it time to continue, in any way possible.

Max longed to hold the fox still and ram him hard from behind, or let the fox bounce in his lap. But the situation didn't permit them such freedoms. They had to work in tandem, and stimulate each other with experienced control.

Kyle wriggled and shifted himself slowly for time to time. He hoped it just looked like he was uncomfortable and trying to shift into a better position, but even the smallest of movements resulted in a surprisingly large shift in the mass of wolf embedded within him.

Max was doing his dues as well. With the aid of his pelvic muscles, he flexed himself within the fox. Each time their movements made his cock tip shift against the palm of his paw, and just knowing he was so deep in his lover was almost as good as the sensations.

Kyle felt a familiar pressure building within him. The slow rocking against his prostate and the palm of his paw rubbing his cock through his pants was pushing him fast towards his peak. While the fox was focused on his miniscule actions, and minimising any impact it had on his outward appearance when Max startled him.

"Hey, excuse me." Max suddenly called out loudly.

Kyle jerked alert with a start. "What are you doing?" He hissed. Kyle felt himself nearing closer and closer to no return. Drawing attention to themselves now could end in a messy disaster.

Max ignored Kyle, and waved over a portly, heavy layered badger.

"What's up?" The badger asked.

Kyle stilled himself in his lover's lap but the hardness under his tail remained as intrusive and pleasurable as always. He felt Max continue to throb and flex in his rump. All the fox could do was press down harder against his bulge running down his leg, and bite his lip to stifle himself.

"I was wondering if you could take a picture us." Max asked. "It's such a lovely evening, I would hate to not have a picture to remember it by."

The badger held out his paw. "No, no that's perfectly reasonable. I'd be glad to take a photo for you."

Max grinned and thanked the badger while he fished his phone from his tight pocket. Every movement jostled Kyle around on his lap making the fox bite down increasingly hard to deter his approaching orgasm.

The badger backed up several steps and stopped to hold up the phone. Kyle stared down the shutter of the camera with a grim determination to keep his face calm and joyful. The badger held up five fingers as a countdown, and began lowering them. He reached one but stopped when Max called out.

"Just a second. I think I've been sitting on my tail for the past half hour and it's starting to go numb." The wolf said.

With a paw pressed over the slight bulge in Kyle's belly, the wolf half stood from the bench. Kyle's eyes widened slightly as the cock pressed further into his depths. And then the wolf sat back down. Fast. Too fast.

Max's swollen ball of flesh punched through Kyle's defenceless ring like a hot knife through butter. He felt the knot swell further and worried about his insides being rearranged by his lover's endowment. But more pressingly was the added pressure against his prostate.

As if that wasn't enough, a satisfying, comforting warmth flushed through his belly. It took him a fraction of a second to realise Max was cumming, flooding the fox with his essence of love. Kyle felt pulse after pulse as Max emptied all he could give.

"Ok, go ahead." Max called out.

Kyle's mind was in another dimension. He saw the countdown. The fingers lowering, but as the badger reached the point of no return, Kyle beat him.

The throbbing beneath his tail, the massive knot swollen against his prostate, and the warmth of his lover's evident pleasure was just too much for the horny fox. His own knot swelled against his palm, and a sudden warmth streaked along his thigh.

Distantly he realised the badger had finished the countdown, and the shutter clicked. But Kyle could only feel himself soil his pants with fox cum. The sticky strings seeped partially through the fabric, and soaked into his paw fur while the majority flowed like a river of passion down his leg, ruining his pants on the way.

Max continued to throb beneath his tail, but the wolf's mind almost seemed oblivious to what was going on below the waist and a brief flash of admiration shot through Kyle's mind on how controlled the wolf was mid orgasm.

The badger strolled back over, his eyes on the phone screen. He swiped across and stumbled.

"Um... here's your phone back... I hope the photo is ok." He mumbled, avoiding eye contact with Max and Kyle. "The one I took I mean!" He added with a yelp.

Max took his phone back with a 'thanks', and the badger swiftly made himself scarce.

"What was all that about?" Kyle asked aloud after the other fur left.

"Seems like he scrolled back too far through our pictures." Max moved his phone around in front of the fox and woke the screen back up. In front of Kyle, displayed on the brightly lit screen, was himself on his back in a very compromising position. Legs bent, ass spread and drooling thick seed, with additional streaks painting his front side.

"Put that away." Kyle hissed, pushing Max's paw away.

The two sat in silence, both basking in their public afterglow. Every so often Kyle felt a strong throb from the inflated knot under his tail, and knew it to be another potent stream of wolf cum being deposited to the reservoir.

The cum along his leg cooled and was now becoming rather uncomfortable, but the knot stuck up his ass prevented either of the lover's from doing anything. Kyle's mind wandered back to the badger and the picture he took.

"... Show me the photo the badger took." Kyle mumbled.

Max took his phone out and unlocked it once more. Navigating to the camera roll, he pulled up the photo and handed it to Kyle. The fox looked over it with a critical eye.

"It's... actually a really nice photo." It was hard for Kyle to admit, but the lighting and angle was superb. His and Max's smiles seemed completely genuine; an accurate representation of how happy they were together caught on camera. And try as he might, Kyle couldn't find a single trace of the sinister underbelly of the photo.

"We really do make a lovely couple." Max murred in his ear as he peered over the fox's shoulder.

"We do, don't we?" Kyle smiled warmly.

Max kissed the back of Kyle's neck and held him close.

"But you do realise..." Max started. "You're gonna know exactly what's happening in that picture every time you see it. Maybe I should get it framed. Show all our friends how sweet we are together. And each person I show will have seen a picture of me knotted and breeding your tight ass."

Kyle blushed and shivered, but it had nothing to do with the cold. That definitely sounded like the type of playful threat Max would follow up on.

"You better watch your tail Max, I'll get you back for this."