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Summer. The time of the year when the heat of the sun pushed people into loose, revealing outfits, long stays at beaches and pools and a peak on electric bills courtesy of extended AC use. It was a season when everyone sought to escape big changes in temperature, and thanks to evolution and the magic of shedding, it was an easy task for several species. Not so much for arctic foxes.

"Fuck, it's hot!" one such fox said as he closed the door to his home after a long day out. This fox, appropriately named Fox, was only wearing a shirt and a pair of shorts, the bare minimum for decency, but it did little to help the thick coat of white fur underneath; fabulous as it was, he was strongly tempted to losing it all, and the air around the apartment didn't help matters. "Why's the air still off? Hey, Navel! Did the AC people show up?"

"Uh, yeah," a voice said from the bedroom at the bottom. "But I couldn't let them in."

Fox didn't say anything, why would he? He just left most of his things on the kitchen table and headed for the room.

Lying on the bed was a massive dragon in the exact same position Fox had left him when he left that morning. A small, tight shirt was all that covered the large, round chest, leaving his flabby arms exposed and an enormous and pronounced gut taking up most of the bed, legs sticking out from underneath while his crotch remained hidden. A glistening layer of sweat covered his bright violet scales, making the light bounce off them even more than usual.

"I told you, you can't get up from the bed on your own."

"I wanted to try!" Navel cried out, his thrashing making his belly jiggle in such a way that Fox had to look away or risk a hard-to-hide hard-on.

"W-Well, I guess I'll have to call them later and reschedule. For now let me help you up so we can eat."

"Eat!?" the dragon's fat tail started moving somewhere in the sheets at the mention and he wiggled his flabby arms and legs to get up, but before long they dropped to his sides and his breathing got suddenly heavier. "Too... hot..."

"Yeah, baby," Fox whispered but quickly pulled a chair next to the bed nervously continued. "I mean, if you want we can just eat here! I brought sushi!"

"Ah... you know I love sushi! It's my weakness," the dragon smiled when he saw the box filled with the carefully crafted and colorful rolls, feeling his mouth water; he was just in love with the idea of something made to fill his cheeks like that.

But when he went for one of them he got his hand swatted away instead.

"You know how clumsy you are with chopsticks, no way I'm letting you stain the sheets," Fox argued with his own chopsticks in hand, taking one such roll all the way to the large reptile's mouth. "Here, say 'ahhh'."

Blushing as hard as he could, Navel leaned forward just enough to take the first bite, chewing slowly to let the tickling travel down his cheeks. Fox had to smile every time those huge arms cupped them with a giggle and a shiver that went all through his fat.

"You look so cute when you eat."

"W-Wha- No, I don't!" Navel insisted and Fox kept laughing with his own roll in his mouth.

They stayed like that for a while, piece after piece going from the fox's hands to the dragon's maw and just talking and watching TV while Fox caught discrete glances at the dragon's belly, watching it jiggle with his laugh and boom with every mindless pat he gave it, loving the way his face illuminated after every roll fell down his gullet and thinking about how he should look for more food to make that stomach bigger, rounder.

Just the thought was enough to make Fox cross his legs. Those beautiful scales expanding, looking for more mass to cover, more fat for him to sink in as it took more and more space until his legs were hidden under it and he couldn't walk without holding it up and his shirt would burst from the sheer circumference while his chest flopped out and-

"Fox!" the white fluffball jumped and looked up from Navel's belly to his face. "You were spacing out thinking of my belly again."

"Shhhhhhhhhhh!" his fingers flew to the dragon's lips at the speed of light, but they couldn't stop the deep rumble that was his laugh, nor could they stop Fox from staring at his whole body shaking.

"Hey, we finished eating. What do you say we get on some exercise to lose some of the extra weight?"

"Exercise? You?" Fox tried to remain calm and snarky, but it was no easy feat with a huge belly being roughly slapped and shaken in front of him. "B-Besides, straining yourself right after eating is dangerous!"

"Hmm, alright then. It was too hot anyway."

"Then again," were the snowy canine's words as he climbed atop the dragon's gut, "if you really want to, I guess I have no choice but to comply."

Fox decided he didn't have to look at the grin Navel gave him and took his shirt off to block his sight from it, relishing the new freshness hat started hitting his soft, bare fur until a pair of large scaly hands started feeling up his lithe body, making a shiver crawl down his spine and his own fingers rub down the enormous, fat arms and squeeze just to see the flab slip through them.

Defeated, Fox let himself fall on top of the massive belly, slowly sinking under the fat, letting it all cover him like the warmest blanket. Every intake of air was welcoming that powerful musk in him and making his hands knead up those sweaty flaps of fat, so maddeningly smooth, until his fingers reached the hem of the shirt and slowly peeled it off the dragon's skin. It ended on the floor, forgotten.

Restless hands ended on top of the bags of fat that were Navel's chest and started squeezing in their search for any hint of muscle beneath them, to no avail other than the very fact of having them at their grasp. The sweat made them slippery and Fox's hands kept sliding down to find themselves trapped under the flaps, but they would always pull their way out to continue massaging them. Such a soft, mushy sensation, Fox wanted nothing but to feel it with his whole body; with his face, his snout, his tongue and teeth.

And just as he was smooshing his head between them, licking and tasting as much as he could get his mouth on, his whole body rose up from the heaving and a new wave of fresh transpiration started to form.

"Hey, buddy..." Navel heavily breathed out with a hand resting on the fox's hand, gently pushing him against his fat. "Why don't you take it easy with your dragon boyfriend? You're being rougher than I expected."

"Shush, you. I like it when you get all flustered."

"But-

"Good idea, I should work on your butt."

"That's not what I said!" Navel immediately hugged the canine tightly enough to lodge him between his mobs, completely immobilized, something that his face showed he liked too much to try and free himself in the first place.

But Fox's greater thirst won in the end and, testament to his species' nimble anatomy, managed to slip out of his lover's grasp and sit back on his belly, loving how his enormous arms were just out of reach while on top of his mountainous gut. And of course, his teasing wouldn't be complete without turning around and, with a flourish of his luscious tail, slipping out of his shorts and tossing them on the dragon's face. Navel removed them with surprising speed for his size and was rewarded with the image of his boyfriend's snowy back, tail covering all the important things.

"F-Fox..."

"Yes, dear?"

"You're evil."

Fox simply giggled and climbed off the dragon's prominent belly, landing between his thighs. Before anything, he leaned back and hugged it, pushing against it, grinding his length against it until he heard Navel's rushed breathing, only stopping when he was comfortable with his volume.

The still excited hands kept rubbing the round shape, trailing down the ridges between scales on their way to the dragon's deep navel. Fox stared at it, poking it with his fingers before letting his cold nose take a whiff of that heavenly mix of lavender soap and sweat, that sweet musk that drove him mad as his nose tickled Navel above him. Ah, that exquisite aroma that only got stronger the lower his face went; thicker, more masculine, trapped between those massive legs, contained beneath that titanic stomach, calling him.

His hands dove in between the enormous flaps, pushing through the fat until he reached the strained hem of Navel's underwear and pulled them off the thick poles he called legs. Everything was still covered by the hanging flab, but just the earthy scent wafting from the dragon's large boxers made Fox dizzy. How he yearned that sweet price, so much that nothing could stop him from going in head first between those glorious thighs.

Navel said something in a shake voice, but within the confines of his body it was barely audible. Only the rumbling and jiggling of his fat kept Fox company in the short, exciting journey between the layers and the sheets under him. The seconds felt like precious minutes, amazing hours, surrounded by walls that poured sweat, hugged by the body heat that only served to rouse the canine's instincts.

Finally, he reached it, buried in the dark recesses of his body, the shining nirvana of the dragon's short, chubby dick and plump sac, masterfully sculpted into the thick flesh of his crotch. With the hanging belly pressing his head and back, Fox didn't think he could feel any more pleasure until he felt his fingers around that proud manhood, warming him up to the point that he was sweating as much as his lover; dragons and their fire, he thought.

Navel had stopped moving; Fox noticed as much when the enormous legs around him froze. It was strangely beautiful how simply holding a part of his body ejected so much control over him, even if it was such a delectable part, but Fox still handled it expertly. A single lick was enough for a deep rumble to fill the dragon's entire body, and each one made him grow more and more tense; his length quickly started oozing its juices from all the attention and the fox licked it clean every time. Every inch of flesh around him quivered in delight with his actions.

Slowly, his limber tongue continued to roll down the reptilian member, kissing and sucking along the way, feeling the vibrations that Navel's grunts produced. The pointy head let out generous drops of pre and more than one fell on Fox's snout, quickly scooped with a giggle, not allowing it to interrupt his descent. There, on the base, rested a pair of enormous jewels that wouldn't look out of place in a dragon's hoard. Each one as alluring as the fox remembered, he kept he kept his lips work on them and relished on the sight of them jumping up with each brush of his tongue and each poke of his nose.

Just for a second he buried his snout between the fat balls and thighs, but what a second it was that his lungs filled with that fantastic musk. He wanted nothing more than pushing through, sink further into the fat and drown in that overwhelming scent; he was practically melting from how delicious it was, how it made his whole body tingle and his own length rise.

With the second over, his snout looked further down, beneath the plump sac, pushing against the bed to force its way down, gently prodding at the hot, sweaty taint for it to lift just enough, but to no avail, and Fox saw himself forced to come back out into the humid, hot real world.

"Turn over," he commanded, showing his impatience by pushing the massive belly to the side, but getting little more than his hands sinking in.

"I... I can't," was Navel's slow response; only now did the fox realize how red his cheeks had turned and how his neck was soaked in sweat. "It's... too hot..."

"What do you mean it's too hot? You're the one who goaded me in, so suck it up!"

"I was joking!" Navel covered his face and his muffled cries came out. "I was just flirting, I didn't expect you to get so... into it."

"Hmmm, well too bad because I'm in the mood now," Fox mockingly laughed, knowing Navel was pouting under his hands. "But you know, if you're not going to turn over then I'll have to get creative."

"Fooooooox!"

"Shush," he said and his hands started wandering back up the wide circumference of Navel's body. The scales, still covered in sweat, felt so good under his fur until he hit a prominent ridge.

A single finger trailed the edge of the dragon's navel, so simply round and deep, bringing back to mind that mix of lavender and musk that the fox enjoyed so much. Like the rest of Navel's body, it urged him to kiss, lick and love it, and doing so got hot whimpers as a response. Fox stood up and his head reached just enough to look at the dragon's bothered expression slowly turn into a sort of joyous panic as his erect meat prodded up the same road his lips had followed until the tip lined up with his belly's little glory hole.

"F-Fox, what are you doing?"

"Don't act like we've never done this, you silly."

Navel covered his face again and Fox took it as his cue. Just the tip went in at first, getting little resistance and only a quiet grunt from the dragon; displeased, Fox pushed inch after inch forward, the muscles finally tightening around his own modest cock and the dragon whining in shame to keep his short moans down.

The navel was definitely not made to be invaded like this, but with how rare it was seeing one so big, Fox couldn't resist the first time he had the craving; nowadays it was casual enough for them that it happened every other week, like today, simply because Fox couldn't resist the warmth that the dragon's stomach gave him. It was tight, but not like his tailhole; it was a sort of soft tightness, like several pillows clenching around his dick in all directions. Like fucking a marshmallow, he often said to make Navel both, flustered and hungry.

He hilted it, but still pushed against the reptile's massive belly, sinking his torso in more of that heavenly blanket of fat just for his dick to go a few inches deeper, and even then he knew it still went deeper in. It made him shiver in excitement, thinking about how far the confines of Navel's fat went.

Back out and in, Fox didn't waste time with niceties. His hips bucked forward and he felt the cushiony sensation of Navel's body pushing back, his belly shaking and rippling with every smack from the canine's crotch. The dragon's navel was almost as hungry as his maw and his muscles contracted to suck in more of the canine's dick, desperately wanting it to stay in; Fox thought he would take his sheath and balls too if he gave him the chance, but that only made him go faster.

Navel had given up long ago and was moaning and crying in pleasure, to which the arctic fox eventually joined in, and the room echoed with their voices and the smacking of the fox's lithe torso against the dragon's rotund self.

The exert was getting to the dragon, as his rushed breathing evidenced, and it made his entire body become more agitated, his belly heave up and down with his chest, constantly tucking around his lover's dick. The copious amounts of sweat made each thrust flow smoothly and even Fox's breathing started getting heavier as he edged his own climax.

One last hump was all it took and the white-furred fox let out a big, hot load deep into the dragon, feeling it flow out and fill him all the way down. Navel screamed and shook violently from the heat that spread through his body and with what little he could raise his gargantuan legs, humped excitedly as his own massive climax stained the scales and fat that covered his crotch, not letting a single drop out.

And just like that, Fox fell on top of his boyfriend's belly, exhausted.

"Lightweight."

"Anyone's a lightweight compared to you, shut up," Fox still managed to defend himself, just like he managed to continue squeezing the dragon's body. "Did you cum?"

"I came..." Navel sighed. "A lot..."

"I wanna see! And smell and taste," but just as he was about to get up and do just that, a pair of gigantic arms locked around Fox again and the world turned around. "Wow, what the fuck!? What happened with it's too hot'!?"

All of Fox's questions were somewhat muffled, however, by his new position between the sheets and a titanic amount of fat pressing against every inch of his fur. Not even his toes were safe from the heavy cover now, and his face was squeezed between a pair of enormous moobs.

"It was a spur of energy, you see?" Navel slowly explained. "But it ended and now I can't move, so you're trapped down there."

"What do you mean you can't move!? You're gonna pay for-" but Fox stopped when he realized he was complaining about being squished over a few hundred pounds of fat. "I mean, if you can't move that's too bad, but oh well"

"Perv."

"Shush."