Starsmashers - Chapter 3

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This fanfic is all about Starwolf, Wolf O'Donnell, and his struggles at having a crush for Starfox, Fox McCloud himself. The two used to be enemies, but nowadays Starwolf finds himself a changed wolf from his villain days. Could he have a chance with the fox hero of his world...?

The last chapter for day one x3 Aftersex cuddles and chats.

Until I feel like uploading more chapters here, they can be found on my FA: https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/masterxvmon/folder/1098745/Fanfics-and-stories


Starsmashers - Chapter 3

by Masterxvmon, FA - https://www.furaffinity.net/user/masterxvmon/

Day 1 - Part 3

Man, I had needed that.

Sex with Incineroar wasn't only about keeping my needs in check, it was also the time I was allowed to return to being the villain I had once been, the big bad wolf I wasn't as much anymore. Going back to that for a brief moment though, acting all tough and rough, it always felt good.

I took my own while just resting all spread out, letting the kitty take as long as he needed to get cleaned up. As my arousal soon enough started to die down and my knot eased up it's swelling I got up, this big bad wolf didn't need too long to recharge. Grabbing that beer I had barely began to drink out of I chugged some, I dug up my smartphone too, something that was provided to all of us Smash fighters to keep in contact with the organizers.

I didn't have any new fight requests, a few matches coming up I already knew of, but nothing new or urgent. I had gotten quite accustumed to this flat little machine as had many other fighters, other than checking new messages checking out news or any posts by fellow fighters was quite easy aswell, seeing photos of everyone's good moments, screenshots and clips from our fights posted by our fans.

I start scrolling, clips of our previous team battle quickly popping up. I sat down on the chair near the window, grinning at a few fine looking pics fans grabbed of me. Can't deny it, I looked good. Man, did they have to grab pics of my rearside though? Sure the pants I wore were rather tight, but come on...

It didn't take long to spot videos and photos of Fox though. I passed them, I didn't need to think about him for now.

More popped up.

And more.

God... he looked great.

That strong yet slender frame, his quite wide shoulders, powerful legs... his fine chest, and ofcourse his handsome face, all put together by his fine uniform. My boner had gone down by now, but damn did I feel the tingle fantasizing about that furry boy. Fuck, I wish I had him. Yet I felt so conflicted at the same time, this was all so one sided.

Longingly, I looked outside the window, far into the evening sky. Somewhere out there, McCloud was spending his own evening. I wondered what he was doing.

"Yo dude, toilet's free."

"Ah, yeah, sure."

Incineroar had taken his shower, ruffling a large towel over his head and fluffy cheeks. It was my time to use the toilet.

Coming back after taking a piss and cleaning myself up a tad more, I spotted the large cat having cleaned up our bed setup, him laying all comfy with the TV on, clearly just taking it easy with a can of sporty drink in his paw. Sure he drank alcohol every now and then too, especially in my company, but this was more his style.

"Heyyy." he greeted me in a charming posture all naked, laying on his back partially over his towel and somewhat leaning towards me.

"Hah, well hey there." I replied, though didn't head to the bed right away, setting my clothes spread all over the room to a proper pile. Didn't bother putting anything on though, we were comfy being naked together.

"A daydreaming wolf, huh?"

"Hm?" I let out when I spotted him pointing at something.

"He still on your mind big guy?"

My phone was on the bed near Incineroar, I had just flopped it there before heading to the toilet, and fucking hell, I had forgotten to close one of the pictures of Fox I had been staring at, a full body picture of him taking up all of the screen on my machine.

"Goddamnit, why you looking at my phone?" I was irritated, I didn't like talking about any of it.

"Hard not to when you leave it on fullbright blasting a pic of your crush, haha."

"Tch, yeah yeah sure, crush my ass." I reached for my phone, turned the screen off and put it on the table.

"Hah, dude I know how it is. Come here you dog." He set his drink aside, already empty based on the sound.

I scoffed, but after chugging the rest of my beer crawled on the bed.

"Fine."

He gave me room, though instead of looking towards the TV he leaned towards me as if ready to cuddle, staring at me. I however tried avoiding the convo he surely wanted to start, keeping my head towards the entertainment, half-sitting half-laying down next to him, leaning against the wall.

"You know you can talk to me right dude?" he spoke soft.

"Mmh, after our sex? Not feeling like it."

"Aww, come on wolf."

He waited a moment but then pressed in closer, placing a paw on my stomach and softly rubbing. God... I hated he knew me so well, knew how to calm me down. Then again, many canines liked getting belly rubs...

"...You afraid to talk about Fox because of this thing we have?"

"Please..."

"Come on dude, yeah we just had sex right, but you're my friend too you know?"

I stayed silent. Our thing was... what was it called again, friends with benefits? We weren't a pair, but he had turned to be important for me in his own right. What if I indeed were with Fox, surely he'd be disappointed, right? Plus this was a weird time to talk about him, during aftersex cuddles. I couldn't get over how fucked the moment for this talk seemed...

"I mean like..." He spoke out again. "If you really have feelings for Fox I want to help you out, you're clearly struggling to move forward. Hell dude, It's cute seeing a villain of his world have suuuch interest in the hero."

"Fuck, why do you keep insisting...?" He spoke too bold and straight about it all for my liking, he knew too well what was going on in my head. But damn, even though it irritated me, I had trouble staying mad, especially with those belly rubs going on it was hard to keep the tone of my voice tough.

"It's been months like this big guy. You really like that fox dude."

He had been annoyingly observant, I didn't think he had known about this for so long. I scoffed and tilted my head up.

"Fucking... dude, I dunno if I even like him alright!?"

"Yeah? Buuuut?"

I looked down at him, what was I supposed to respond?

"Grh, but... like, I dunno!? Something about him attracts me! Probably always has!"

Incineroar sat up next to me, he brought one of his heavy arms around from behind my head and pulled me into his body, my head resting at his fresh pecs. The damn kitty then ruffled my head fur some too...

"That's cute Wolf. You have trouble approaching properly though, riiight?"

"Gh, we're rivals after all..."

"Should try to get along, dude."

"The fuck you think I've been trying to do...? He doesn't even let me speak to him, fuck, it's annoying..." I was speaking soft, I was frustrated, but hell... guess it wasn't too bad voicing my thoughts just a bit.

"Hmm, no match then?"

"Ugh, seems so but... fuck man, whenever I see him my mind starts racing."

"What do you like about him dude?"

"He's uh... nice?"

"Haha, nice?"

"Fuck, something like that."

"What's so nice about him big guy?"

I couldn't help but just let my mind fantasize about him, I leaned more into the big feline and didn't even keep my gaze at the TV any longer. Before I could respond though, Incineroar asked a specific part.

"His ass?"

"Tch... uh... he has a nice smile."

"Yeah? And?"

"...and he seems like a swell guy despite everything."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, he's a goddamn goody two shoes..." I found myself just speaking up more and more. "And hell, he's like... in a great shape, he looks so goddamn handsome, and I dunno, I want to do more than just bang him I think. Like, ugh, is it wrong his villain wants to get to know with him better? Fuck..."

"Sounds like a full on proper crush to me, Wooolf."

"God, I don't fucking know, I feel so weird telling you all this, and we just had sex too for crying out loud." I mumbled out, feeling the large cat almost full on bearhug me closer with his massive arms.

"Hah, yeah, oh we sure did dude, you fucked this kitty real damn hard."

"Fuck... and you always moan so fucking loud on my cock."

"Haha, but really Wolf, our thing is just this, right? You should go for him."

Guess we both had the same idea about our sex relationship. Friends with benefits, right? Still, I didn't want to hurt Incineroar, I wasn't used to this crap and it still felt weird talking about Fox, about my feelings for him.

"I guess."

"What, you want to do more with me than just fuck?" he asked with a smirk, and I chuckled, moving a hand to his abs and kneading firmly into them.

"Yeah, I want to keep touching your muscles more."

"Hah, dude. And I want you to keep touching them, noone does it like you do." I chuckled. "But really dude, if you're really interested in someone you should go for them."

"Mmh, sure whatever." Would it really be fine with him? "What about you though?"

"What, wanna keep fucking me?"

"Fuuuck, not what I was asking, but damn right I want to."

"Well how about we keep going at this until you get that fox into your grasp, sound fair?"

"God fucking..." I was quick to respond. "I don't even know if he'd like me! Or if he even digs other men."

"Mister pessimist, let's say he does for the time being. We keep going until you've caught him?"

"Tch... yeah whatever, I suppose."

"And don't worry about me, I just want this wolf to get his fox." He growled out, the line just now sounding to me. I gave his body a push to make just a bit of room between us so I could look up at his face.

"Fuuuck..." I grinned. "He might not even be gay like I just said, you have your hopes up too much."

"True, but it's cute how much of a crush you have on him, you gotta go for it." He encouraged, ruffling my shoulder he was still holding onto.

"Fucking hell.. and seriously, how do you manage to speak so much about all this crap so shamelessly? God, making me embarrassed, you some goddamn relantionship therapist or something? Doesn't fit a tough wrestler like you."

"Aw haha, it surpricing to you dude? I've had a few relationships and experiences."

"Seriously?" I furrowed a brow, showing I doubted him.

"Some Pokemon are a touch more active than others." I raised his muzzle and looked down at me all cocky.

"Fuuuck... well, fuck it then, help me out if you insist, then."

"Dude, ofcourse. Don't think I can make wishes come true though, it's up to you. Just wanna give you a push, yeah?"

"Yeah yeah."

I was still a touch weirded out about talking of Fox like that, but hell, the cat had known for a good while what was going on. Really, I suppose it was somewhat liberating in a way... I'm sure I was awkward as fuck, but speaking about something I hadn't conciously talked about much felt pretty good after all. We settled to watch the TV, grabbing more drinks and eating some grub before relaxing for the night.

The big wrestler was first to fall asleep, snoring like he always did. I on the other hand had my phone up again, browsing through those pics of Starfox himself once more. God, he was handsome like always... I soon clicked into his own profile, he had posted a self-photo earlier today. Surpricing me, he looked quite happy about winning the match we had been in, though no mention of me ofcourse - that part didn't surprice me. Still, I couldn't help but stare, the picture was nice, the fox was handsome... I could feel myself get aroused.

The online platform everyone posted on had a like button. Press a finger on it and a heart symbol is sent, telling the poster who gave it - Fox would know it was me shooting him a like, a heart. I contemplated, I had my thumb hovering over the button, I wanted to make myself known like that, of my feelings.

I decide not to.

Fuck, what would he think of me doing that...?

God, I'm so messed up. Wish this were easier.