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The Queiajirai Chronicles

~Part 2~

The rolling waves crashed against the bow of the ferry hard enough to rattle the teeth of the otter captain, Nero. His seaman's jerkin clung to his muscled chest as the spray from the waves washed over him. His steel grey eyes peered at the coming storm before him. The blackened clouds rumbled angerly ahead as the otter sneered at it. "Bah, nuthin' like a good squall teh' shake the dust from yer fur." One of the otter's crew, a weasel named Patch, nodded in agreement. "Aye, so 'tis, cap'n." Nero chuckled hartily. "Is everything ready for it? All the lines fastened and the cargo tied down?" Patch nodded again and sniggered. "All 'cept the passengers, cap'n." The duo guffawed at the bad joke. "Aye, well, we'll let the passengers do that ther'selves. That old badger didn't pay us that mutch." Patch didn't laugh." The otter captain scoffed. "Isn't that right, Patch?" The otter captain's muscles tensed as he heard a familiar voice behind him. "Shouldn't we go around the storm, captain?" Nero glanced back over his shoulder at his young passenger and gave him a nervous lop-sided grin. "Nay, young Aitrus, twould' be four days teh' sail 'round. We go through 'er." The young wolf's fearful glance at the clouds lent another smile to the otter captain's face as he playfully gave the young wolf a rap on the shoulder. "Never ye fear, laddie. The Athame may be old but she can fair any storm that comes 'er way." Nero gave his young passenger a reassuring wink. "Why don' you go down below to yer friend. I'll call ye when we reach land." Aitrus nodded, then with one last wary look at the darkening sky, made his way to the hold. Nero bellowed at the rest of his crew. "Allright yew lubbers! Time to git 'er corset bundled up 'fer this one. By the looks of it...." Lightning ribboned across the clouds. "...Its gonna be a good'un."

Shivering in a blanket, Alexander Fox lay in his bunk as the timbers creaked around him from the strain of the crashing waves. Other than the sounds of the ship, and the almost muffled sound of the crashing waves, it was pretty quiet. The young fox mulled over the events of the previous morning. The old badger, and the guardian tiger. Who were they? And why did they want to help them? And what could they possibly gain from helping them? An especially large wave crashed once more into the ship, making the boards groan in protest. The young fox shivered again as he reached for his spiced cider flask the captain had given him. "Perhaps this will take the chill of...." The old wooden door to their cabin squeaked noizily as it flew open.

Aitrus walked in and caught sight of Alex grasping his chest and breathing hard. The young fox glared venomously at his lover. "By the gods, Aitrus, you scared me half to death!" The young wolf held his paws up in a halting gesture. "Im sorry love, I should have knocked first." Alex's eyes softened as he chuckled. "No, its your room too, love." Aitrus smiled as he, gently this time, closed the door behind him. "Are you okay?" Alex nodded stiffly, but Aitrus could tell he wasn't. "Here, love..." The young wolf picked up the flask off the floorboards and handed it to Alex. Alex nodded gratefully and uncorked the flask. After taking a few large gulps of the warm cider, he handed it back to Aitrus. The young wolf took a swig and shook his head astonished. "How did Captain Nero say the cider retained its warmth?" Alex shook his head. "He didn't say. All he said was that it was an "otter secret." Aitrus hopped up onto his lover's bunk. "Otter secret, huh? Well, its by the grace of the gods that Master Veil and Marcus knew of our escape when they did." Alex watched his lover pull off his tattered burgundy shirt. Alex blushed and murmured. "I was actually wondering about that, Aitrus." The wolf cast him a questioning look as he continued undressing. The young fox licked his lips nervously as he continued. "Just how did Master Veil Quill and Marcus Soverign find out about us?" Aitrus let his trousers fall to his ankles as he kicked them off to the corner of the cabin and spoke casually. "Well, Alex, the Magelords of the Arcane Tower have many means of voyerism at their disposal. I myself have been within the Arcane Tower." The young fox stared at Aitrus, his maw agape. The now nude wolf laughed. "What? It hasn't been the first time you've seen me naked." He leaned in close to Alex, cupping the young wolf's chin gently so that their eyes could meet. "Remember when we were little and played.... games?" The young fox, every white patch of fur glowed a soft red as he blushed. "You never told me that you went to the Arcane Tower!" Aitrus smiled as he unbottoned the young fox's trousers. "That was long ago. I will tell you the tale another time." The young wolf smiled as he pulled up his lover's tunic to gently lap at the young fox's right nipple. "We need to get you warmed up, love. A storm is coming." The young fox barely heard his lover's last statement as he leaned back and moaned in extatic pleasure as Aitrus started kissing the fox's shivering body.

Alex's shirt was thrown to the floor as Aitrus grasped the young fox's waist gently but firmly. Drawing his soft warm tounge down his chest to his belly, stopping to kiss his belly button. Alex squirmed as his eyes drooped, half-closed in passion. Aitrus reached up and gently raked his claws down the sides of the young fox. Alex arched his back and moaned with pleasure from the feeling of the wolf's claws, soft enough not to draw blood, but firm enough to send bolts of extacy down his spine.

Alex's member slowly spilled out of his sheath as his fur bristled. Aitrus leaned down, and with his eyes closed, gently began to lap along the underside of the young fox's shaft. The erotic taste of the fox's flesh made the young wolf's heart race with passion. He lowered himself more and gently let his lover's length slip over his warm soft tounge. Aitrus gently closed his maw over Alex's member as he gently slid his tongue up and down the underside of the fox's erection, cradling it softly. Alex moaned as he lifted his legs and let them rest on the shoulders of his wolf lover. He ran his fingers through Aitrus's long hair and rubbed the young wolf's ears fondly as Aitrus suckled gently. Pre began to trickle slowly from Alex's tip as the wolf murred lovingly.

Slowly, he let the fox's length slip out of his maw and began to softly draw his claws over Alex's pelvis. The young fox bit his lower lip and moaned quietly as he clenched his eyes shut in absolute extacy. Aitrus leaned back, gently letting the young fox's legs rest to the side, and ever so gently turned Alex onto his stomach. Aitrus leaned down to gently rest against his lover's back as he wispered passionately into Alex's ear. "Are you ready, love?" The trembling fox nodded, blushing. Again gently, Aitrus lifted Alex's hind-quarters up and gently pressed his own hard tip against his lover's tail-hole.

Alex clenched the blanket beneath him as he felt the intrusion. Staggering waves of pleasure enveloped him as Aitrus thrust the entire length of his member inside him. Alex moaned loudly as tears of absolute joy corsed down his flushed face. He screamed out. "Oh, Aitrus! By the gods!" Alex's back arched in pleasure as small beads of sweat began to appear and trickle down his back. Aitrus groaned loudly as he thrust hard into him, his member throbbing uncontrollably. Aitrus reached around his lover and began to stroke the young fox's throbbing hard shaft. Alex moaned loudly, his tongue lolling out as his lover thrust into him relentlessly.

Alexander's muscles tensed as he shuddered. His fur stood on end as he yelled out. "Aitrus, Im gonna' cum!" The wolf leaned forward, thrusting hard against the young fox. "Don't hold back.." He whispered. Alexander let out a loud howl that almost seemed to shake the cabin as cords of white seet poured over the blanket and bedding. The contractions of the young fox's tail-hole as he spilled himself caused his lover to moan loudly. He thrust hard inside Alex, and at last trails of white began to flow down the young fox's legs to mingle with the rest. Aitrus heaved, breathing hard as he began to gently pull out. His lover reached behind to stop him. "Please, don't pull out yet.... It feels so good...." Aitrus smiled at his lover fondly as they layed on the soaked blanket and bedding, still connected.

Aitrus let his muzzle rest on Alex's left shoulder as he whispered into his ear. A whisper that even though muted by the crashing waves outside, seemed to echo throughout the cabin. "Im forever yours, my love. Forever and always."

Nero grimaced as sea-spray stung his eyes. "Blast ye, damnable storm!" The otter shouted at the whirling wind and blackened clouds. I knew I shouldn't 'ave gone te' Mezeron. Its too late in the year wit' winter coming. Suddenly, Nero caught something a point off of starbord. A faint flash of red. The otter captain squinted against the spray and wind. There! There it was again! Quickly, the otter captain made a decision. "Creature Overboard! Git' a line!" The crew sprang to action in only a matter of seconds, a stout martin stood at the bow, whirling a rope with a safety ring tied at the end. Nero held his paw up as he scanned the churning waves, looking for the telltale sight of red. As soon as the slightest sliver of the color caught his eye, Nero bellowed to the martin. "Now! Hard to starboard!" The martin hurled the ring as far as he could. Patch, now a very well drenched weasel, shouted out. "He caught it!" Nero roared at his crew. "Hawl 'im in! Heave, you lubbers!" The odd assorment of weasels, ferrets, martins and otters groaned under the strain as they pulled on the line. After several minutes of heaving and hoing, they hauled the drenched figure onto the deck. Nero knelt down at its side. Cloaked in a ruined crushed red velvet robe, lay a male husky. His eyes drooped wearily as it stared at the captain with dazzling brown eyes. His matted magenta fur shivered as he blinked dazidly. The otter patted the husky's shoulder. "Its alright matey. Yer safe now." He shouted at the surrounding crew. "Git him below! An' fetch him some dry clothes." The accompanyment scattered and the otter held the young husky close. "What's yer name, matey?" Two musled otters gently lifted him up off the deck as the husky murmured. "Elandi. Elandi Vatri."