{"sf1_id":1308909,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Something New","author":"Lautus","words":762,"posted_at":"2018-02-24T19:48:00.000Z","tags":["Blood","Consensual","Fox","Gay","Gay Relationships","Hug","Mink","No-Yiff","Violence (Not In Yiff)"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1308909-something-new","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1308909","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1308909\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"A couple decides to try something new on a fine, wintry evening.","content":"For a change of pace, this is a little blurb about a couple trying new things.\n\nThey'd gone to an alleyway, the ochre light of sunset sending slanting rays of light down against one brick wall, shadowing the other.\u0026nbsp; Russ, a mink in full winter coloration,\u0026nbsp;smoothed down the front of his coat and exhaled, breath steaming in the frigid air.\n\n\"So, just to get the...process straight,\" Felix, a silvery furred fox,\u0026nbsp;said, whiskers trembling, visibly anxious, \"I..._hit_ you.\u0026nbsp; Right?\"\n\n\"In the face,\" Russ confirmed, paws\u0026nbsp;jammed deep in his coat pockets, chin tucked into his scarf, \"hard.\"\n\nFor a moment the two of them were silent, staring at each other, squared off, a few feet apart.\u0026nbsp; Felix clenched and unclenched his right paw\u0026nbsp;experimentally, black fleece glove rimed with a few crumbs of frost.\u0026nbsp; It was almost night now, the temperature was beginning to plummet, capping an already chilly winter day.\n\n\"If you don't want to-\"\u0026nbsp; Russ began, but Felix shook his head, paws\u0026nbsp;held up.\n\n\"No no no,\" he interrupted, \"we...we agreed.\u0026nbsp; We'd, um...I guess, not kink shame or anything.\"\n\nRuss managed to smile, a little chuckle cracking the surface of his nervousness.\u0026nbsp; Taking his paws\u0026nbsp;from his pockets, he smoothed back his\u0026nbsp;white furred ears.\u0026nbsp; Swallowed hard.\n\n\"I think the exact agreement was to try anything once...I-I mean, so long as you're not, like...you _can_ be freaked out, I won't be mad.\"\n\nOnce again Felix shook his head, still looking vaguely guilty. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\"No, I get it, like...intellectually.\u0026nbsp; You're putting a lot of trust in me to...punch...you.\"\u0026nbsp; He made a weak, demonstrative sort of jab, gloved fist traveling a few inches forward.\u0026nbsp; \"...Your first fight must've been a weird time, huh?\" \u0026nbsp;\n\nRuss laughed, shaking his head.\n\n\"No...it's...I have to _like_ the person who's doing the...punching,\" he reached out a fist, gently bumping Felix's knuckles with his own, \"I'm giving them total control.\u0026nbsp; Trusting them, like you said.\"\n\nFelix couldn't help but notice Russ referring to the hypothetical punching partner (what even could he refer to said person as?) as an other.\u0026nbsp; Not him.\u0026nbsp; Russ was already getting ready to drop the whole thing and never bring it up again.\n\nThat made him feel weirdly guilty.\u0026nbsp; A little bad, like he was failing his boyfriend in some major way.\n\n\"Okay,\" Felix took a deep breath, steeling himself, \"I'm gonna...I'm gonna punch you in the face.\"\u0026nbsp; He held up one fist, making sure it was formed the right way.\u0026nbsp; The last thing he wanted was for a bruised Russ to be delivering him to an emergency room for a broken paw.\u0026nbsp; That probably wouldn't look good.\n\nRuss' paws\u0026nbsp;returned to his pockets and he swallowed hard, eyes gone a little wider than usual.\u0026nbsp; His fur had risen up slightly, but it wasn't nervous.\u0026nbsp; Not really.\n\nStill, Felix hesitated.\u0026nbsp; He didn't want to hurt Russ, well, he was going to punch him, but...\n\n\"If you don't want to-\"\u0026nbsp; Russ began, and Felix, before he could stop himself, threw a half panicked little jab that knocked Russ back a step.\u0026nbsp; His paws\u0026nbsp;fluttered up to his face and he bent partially over, gasping in shocked surprise.\u0026nbsp; Little crimson droplets pattered to the trampled snow.\n\n\"Oh shit, I'm sorry...\"\u0026nbsp; Felix winced, hands finding Russ' shoulders.\u0026nbsp; He was shaking, he realized, genuine fright crackling within him, squeezing his heart.\n\nRuss dropped his paws\u0026nbsp;away from his face and looked up, blinking rapidly, tears shining at the corners of widened eyes.\u0026nbsp; Crimson stained his muzzle, blood beading on his whiskers, dripping from his nose in a steady stream.\u0026nbsp; His breath came in short little huffs, and before Felix could say anything, Russ had hugged him tightly, holding him close.\n\n\"...Was that too hard?\"\u0026nbsp; Felix asked, holding Russ close, stroking one gloved paw\u0026nbsp;over his boyfriend's pinned back\u0026nbsp;ears.\n\nRuss shook his head slightly.\u0026nbsp; Sniffled.\n\n\"No...that was nice.\"\u0026nbsp; His voice had gone foggy with blood, the words trembly around the edges.\n\nFelix couldn't help but laugh, half anxiety, half unfiltered relief.\n\n\"I think it might just be this one time.\"\u0026nbsp; He said.\n\nRuss nodded against his shoulder.\n\n\"I know,\" he said, then smiled to himself, \"you looked really freaked out right after you hit me.\u0026nbsp; Sorry I'm such a weirdo.\"\n\n\"You're not,\" Felix assured him, \"...how about we go home and have a quiet evening.\" \u0026nbsp;\n\nRuss nodded, breaking the hug with some reluctance, blood smeared across his cheek, the shoulder of Felix's jacket damp with crimson.\n\n\"And watch something terrible on Netflix.\"\u0026nbsp; He decided, offering his paw, which Felix promptly accepted.\n\nThey set off together, out of the alleyway and into the light of a dying sunset.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}