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"Shit!" Angel cursed, dashing along an extended hallway leading to a wooden Dock with pursuers in tow. "This is EXACTLY why I work alone!" he spat as a beam of energy whizzed by scorching the fur of his Cheek leaving a trail of acrid smoke from the crackling fluff. Another Mutant, something of a Lizard Morph trapped between Chameleon and frilled Lizard just ahead shouting a panicked, "I'm SORRY!" as they quickly ran out Wooden Platform to dash across. Water churning before them in the artificial Marina and massive gates closed barring their escape while their pursuers closed in.

"W-what do we do!?" shouted the rookie Runner as Angel spat and muttered his frustration. Normally his Clients knew well in advance he worked alone, an expert in stealth and espionage, something made far more difficult while babysitting a Rookie he was paired with at the last second as an added stipulation. With little time to react there was only one choice, a metal briefcase in hand, Angel grabbed the whimpering female Lizard and dove with a splash. The Pursuers, a rough and tumble Gang lead by an unusual Troll and recently making a name for themselves by hitting strategic targets have been raising eyebrows and interest for weeks.

Looking over the Dock the Leader glares silently while his subordinates gaze into the Waters churning with something terrible, an audible crack of what is assumed to be Bone and a faint stain of blood making them wince and look to their Leader. "No way they survived that.." is his only utterance while they watch whatever unspoken horrors live in the gated waters thrash and seemingly feed. They never notice the strong clawed fingers under their very Feet, Angel gripping the underside of the Dock, suspended just above the Water as he muffles the shivering female Mutant in his Grip with a Hand and supports her with another. The titanium case abandoned into the Water as whatever unpleasant creature dwells crushes it like a hollow can before the cream-toned Spider winces and cups his wound dripping blood into the waters and exciting the beast. An errant Bullet had struck his side, only a graze, but enough to make an open wound that stains his soft fluff a deep crimson while he pants and listens, praying whatever dwells in the water will remain there as he listens in to the Gang Members and their Chatter buying his time until they leave.

With an application of luck and patience Angel strains supporting his rookie partner, her Tail dangling like a lure inches above the unsettling motions of a hungry aquatic Beast. The Gang shortly leaves, their footsteps disturbing old collected dust to sprinkle into the water and cover the Spider Boys Face forcing him to stifle a cough before their coast is clear. A single deft swing and motion lands the pair on top of the Dock again with a shared sigh of relief before a Hand smacks the relaxing Reptiles face. A short yelp the reply as a nervous hand tenders the sore spot but does nothing for the Spiders Glare. "Chimes! Why the HELL would you play with some Rusty Chimes!?" he shouts at her as she whimpers and curls up sniffling, "I-I'm sorry, I was bored..I wasn't thinking..." she responds with clear shame under Angels scolding. A frustrated sigh of, "Do you have any idea what stealth is?" escaping his Lips as he holds his Side while she continues, "I-I know, I'm sorry! I botched the whole mission, we even lost the case after we got so far!" before she's interrupted.

"Almost" Angel responds, the young female looking up sniffling, "A-almost?" before she's greeted with a nod, Angels Hand presenting a Vial of aquamarine fluid. "There's an advantage to having so many Arms" he hums confidently before stowing it away in a hidden pocket of his Suit. "This isn't my first Run, rule #1 when you're spotted is decoys. Do your best to secure the package or its contents be it stowing them somewhere or carrying a dummy case" he smiles educating the curled up rookie. "Come on" he sighs offering her a Hand and helping her up, "Let's report back and drop this off. Your little screw-up made me late for an important appointment".

A mere 30 minutes later, miles away stands a lone Human male in a casual Coat. Brushing his Sleeves he stands underneath a large glowing Sign, "Sparks Theater" it flashes in loud colours pointing to an almost comically small bulletin with their currently playing features. Clouds gather as a cool Autumn wind blows, Mark looks to a large sign displaying the Time and sighs with worry, not that he has been ditched, but that a special someone may have been hurt. "You worry too much.." Angels voice rings in his thoughts, going back to the morning as the two stand in front of their Bathroom Mirror. Marks Hands around that slim fluffy Waist of his Spider Morph lover before he reaches up to flick an adorable Tulip hair clip gifted lovingly to his sassy Partner. "Babe, we've been living together for months now.." Mark sighs kissing the Queer morphs neck elicting a girly moan and giggle, "Whatever you do for a living is obviously dangerous, it isn't often but you come home sore or bleeding some days..". A light pout on Angels Face, gazing at his worried Stud in the Mirror as he combs his generous silky cream fluff, two of his Hands sliding down to cup the Humans and pulls them around his slender waist.

"Shut up and fuck me~" Angel purrs, reaching back rubbing Marks growing erection as the Human smirks and hugs the femboy close, hotdogging his Cock and smearing Pre as he sighs, "Just wish you'd be a little more open with me" and slowly works himself in to Angels tight warm rump drawing a moan of pleasure form the two. "I-It's ahn~ B-better you don'tt!" Angel pants, placing a pair of arms on the Wall to anchor himself as he quakes and shudders with each rocking thrust of his lovers fat slick maleness into his eager milking depths. His combing becoming clumsy as he bites a finger and moans in bliss, loving how Mark knows every inch and sweet spot to tease and grind in the slutty Spider Fag before gripping his own dick and rapidly jerking off as he's bred and fucked like the dedicated bottom he is. Expression and trust had always been difficult for the Spider Morph, even with someone so loving and horny as Mark pounding his sensitive puffy rear each day or giving him a slick salty facial of slimey sticky cum to fill his senses with that sexy smell and taste of potent maleness. He had his own way of showing love, a much more physical and demanding way that allowed him to tender his secrets and protect the ones he loved.

"H-honey, harder, PLEASE!" Angel shouts desperately, almost drooling as he looks to his euphoric expression almost mimicking an addict as he's bred by his Lover. Drawing close to orgasm, all the Spider femboy can do is pant and whine, pushing back against each thrust to bury that drooling cock staining his insides in hot pre as he squeezes and jerks rocked against the tiled wall. With a final scream of bliss he's pushed over the edge, Mark ramming himself to the hilt and stirring his dick as his Lover gasps and hisses. Angel tenses and cums hard, jerking himself off and milks at that fat dick inside him and soaks the sink in a layer of his sticky subby seed, his Lover slurping out and ramming back in to milk the Slut like a cow, each thrust forcing another gush as the wriggling Morph squeaks and squeals girlishly emptying his nuts and filling the bathroom with smell of their sex before Mark has even filled the cute Anthro.

A sudden empty feeling making the panting Spider look back, struggling to stay upright as he turns a light pink seeing his lovers slick glistening member and swollen nuts throb before feeling a slap on his cute fluffy Rump. "W-why didn't you..?" he pants needily, feeling his lover fill him was the best part as he keeps himself presented. "We'll save it for tonight~" is Marks only response, giving the femboy Spiders Fluffy Rump a grope before wiping his member clean and sauntering out to get dressed while his Lover pants and sweats lightly in the Bathroom almost glowing from his blush.

"I'm here!" Angel shouts drawing Mark from his thoughts to look at his lover, the femboys fur disheveled and messy, his Coat buttons improperly done as the Human chuckles and brushes his Partners burnt Cheek. "Rough day?" he asks as Angel sighs and takes his Hand, walking to the Counter and ordering two Tickets to "Die harderer 8". "Thought we'd watch something romantic" Mark chuckles looking to the Tickets before Angel shrugs, "Not as if we're gonna watch it anyways~" giving his lover a wink as the Human smirks.

Walking into the main Lobby, red Rugs and Banners dressing the place in a vain attempt to look upper-class. Angel looks around before a sudden tug pulls him off-Balance drawing a cute meep before he's in his Lovers Arms and lead to the restroom. "Why the washrooms~?" Angel giggles reaching down to grope Marks bulge drawing a grunt as he chuckles and hugs the fluffy Slut. "Not what you think, we can do that in the Theater" he chuckles walking them in and setting Angel in front of the Mirror, "Strip" he orders rather sternly, unusual for the Human as Angel looks somewhat confused. "Right here?" he asks self-conciously before Marks Hands are undoing Buttons, and meeting Angels reluctant Hands. "H-hey, we can do this in the Seats!" he huffs as Mark looks to him and retorts, "In the dark, you mean" caught in his plans. The Human knew the secretive Spider too well, letting out a sigh for the inevitable as he pushes Marks Hands away and undoes the thick Coat to reveal a bloody Stain on the inside.

"Oh, Babe.." Marks only response before turning Angel around, giving him an assuring Grope as the Spider blushes, still unused to someone really caring so much for him as he hears a light Tear and looks back to see the Human equipped with a small medical pack. "Where did..?" he stutters before fingers tap his Lips silencing him, "Hush, just trust me" handing Angel a Comb as the Spider nods and pinkens fixing his fur. A light hiss of pain form the old shoddy Bandages being removed and a disinfectant being applied as he tugs and combs knots from his silken matted coat.

If the term "Deafeningly silent" ever applied, it was now. Mark quietly patching up Angels wound as the Spider fixed his Fur, wincing from the occasional tug or cleaning wipe before fresh Bandages hug his Waist soon followed by strong Arms. "C'mon. We'll miss the movie" is Marks only utterance, kissing Angels Neck as the Spider giggles and nods taking his Hand and walking with him to Theater A after fetching a large bag of Popcorn. "You're so sweet.." Angel sighs, squeezing Marks Hands as they slip into the far back and sit, Marks Hands helping to guide the tender Spider off guard from the treatment. "I'm not a child" Angel huffs, tapping Marks Hands before the Human smirks and pulls the femboy into a kiss purring, "No, but you are my Princess~" turning him pink with a blush before pushing him into his Seat. "That was corny, Romeo" he giggles as Mark chuckles and stretches out, "You loved it".

The Room soon darkened, excessively loud previews playing as Mark grunts and blushes, dextrous Hands pulling down his Zipper and freeing his Cock tot he cool air only for those same hands to grope and molest his hot maleness. "N-now?" Mark pants looking to the horny Slut who holds up his Popcorn with a giggle, "What? I need Butter~" he purrs licking his Lips as he begins to work his Lovers swollen maleness, heaving those heavy blue balls full of hot spunk as he lowers his Popcorn and works him off watching pre gush out like an orgasm of its own.

Angel licks his Lips, feeling his Lovers hot thick member as it gushes his arousal, the smell of his straining package trapped and waiting all day for attention as it soaks his Popcorn almost making him Drool. "Damn, Babe~" is his only response, panting as the slutty Spider works every inch, perfectly familiar with Marks member as he milks him in long firm strokes, gliding his Claws gently along the sensitive flesh as the Human grunts and huffs seasoning the steamy treat. "Good boy~ Let Angel treat you right~" he purrs back, grinning as he slips a Hand behind his tensing Partner, working it down before diving into his Pants elicting a gasp of, "W-what are you?" before shoving a digit into his tight rear. A light giggle from the femboy the only response as he slides his digit into his tensing panting lover, finger-fucking his tight passage as he milks his Dick pushing him over the edge as he struggles to stifle a loud groan and gasp. His fat swollen Nuts almost bouncing with each clench pumping churning thick cum onto the Spiders salty Treat drenching the top and bag in hot globs of potent cum while the Human blushes from the treatment.

Unable to resist for the 10-minute orgasm, Mark eventually falls back, panting in his Seat as Angel stirs his Finger and pops it out of the Humans Ass with a winning smirk. "W-was hoping to put all that in you, Babe" Mark pants dizzily from the intense unexpected orgasm before seeing Angel take the last few drooling strings of cum from his Lovers length and lick them from his Fingers. "Still is~" he giggles and takes a handfull of cummy Popcorn to munch on before pressing a Kernal to Marks Lips forcing him to sample his own Nut Butter and blush.

The Movie blares on as the Pair snuggle up together, Arms over one another as they enjoy the kinky treat and let their Hands wander for an hour. Eventually, Angel passes out resting on Marks Shoulder, the studly Human hugging him close with an Arm around his Waist before his Phone rings. Ensuring the Femboy is fast asleep, he pulls up the screen, a blackened figure on display as Mark responds bitterly, "Your operative almost botched the Mission" causing the figure to pause. "How were you aware of that?" it asks before Mark looks to the Hairpin atop his Lovers Head and gives the embedded Camera a light brush.

"I have my ways..".