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"Halsted, we've got someone wandering around in the tundra who seems pretty obviously lost. Looks like they're starting to get distressed, possibly even starting to suffer from hypothermia. Can you go out and get them somewhere warm?"

"On it."

The large foxbear clapped shut the phone that was in one of his paws as he looked out of one of the windows of the small, cozy cabin he was currently occupying. Large, fluffy, and somewhat rotund, the white-and-blue-furred hybrid was most certainly adapted for life up in the harsh, unforgiving tundra, but there were those who wished to visit, or who had ended up there under less-auspicious circumstances. And this certainly sounded like the latter, unfortunately. The foxbear clapped shut the book he was reading and set it to the side as he quickly got up from his chair, grabbing a first aid kit on a nearby shelf just in case as he made his way out the door.

It was certainly a cold one today, but thankfully, there wasn't anything like snow or whipping winds to make this any more difficult or dangerous than it needed to be...at least, not yet. The weather was liable to flip on its head at any moment up here. Halsted quickly started to trudge through the snowy tundra, keeping his eyes out for anyone who looked like they were out of place...the little cabin he was in was right on the top of one of the highest peaks around, so it and the surrounding lands offered a wonderful vantage point to survey the area from. And, sure enough, after a few circles, Halsted did zero in on someone who looked to be more than a bit stressed by their surroundings. A silver fox, thin and lithe, and very clearly not dressed for the conditions; no more than a light coat and pair of work boots that were not equipped for the tall snow drifts that surrounded him.

With his target located, Halsted quickly started to trudge down the mountain. He couldn't go full-speed, lest he slip and take a tumble down the rocks, but the foxbear was still able to keep up a rather impressive pace regardless, even as he ran head-first into a wind that was starting to pick up ahead of him...it might not have been blizzard conditions or anything, but the silver fox he was going after would certainly not be as acclimated to the environment as he was! Though Halsted was still too far away to communicate with his target, the pace at which he was catching up with the fox meant that this job was all but secured. He would just have to get close enough, before finding a good point to fire his tongue from...

Tongue? Yes, tongue. Halsted had a monster of a tongue stored in his mouth, one that could shoot out and reel in something (or someone) from up to 20 yards away! And that was a conservative estimate, honestly. It made snatching people out of difficult situations a breeze, and it was especially helpful in these cold environments, considering he could reel them right into the warm, comforting environment of his mouth. Well...maybe comforting wasn't the right word, but it would certainly be preferable to the environment outside! And Halsted was just about to get in that range with this fox. He just had to hope that the lupine could last a few more minutes out here...

Thankfully, it didn't take Halsted much longer to at least get into shouting range of his target. "HEY!" the hybrid yelled at the top of his lungs, hoping that his voice would carry just enough over the strengthening winds. At first, it didn't seem like it did; but soon enough, he saw the fox turn towards him, and watched his target's face light up. He quickly started running straight towards Halsted, even though the bear was up on a cliff, and even though he definitely didn't have the energy to spare to do such a thing! "NO. Stay there, Don't waste your energy. I'll come get *you*." Halsted quickly added, putting his foot down right as the fox had closed about a quarter of the distance between them. He really should have seen that coming, but at least it made the act of snatching him up a little bit easier.

Halsted leaned back, opening his mouth as he prepared to put all of his weight into this tongue lash. The fox's face turned from one of relief, to confusion, to outright fear as he watched the giant blue appendage shoot right out of the bear's mouth - and start heading right towards him! Some level of innate response caused the fox to turn around and start running away, but with how thick the snow was around here, it was quite difficult to trudge anywhere, even if he had already made some holes in it earlier...so Halsted was able to make contact, his tongue splatting right in the center of the fox's chest before it tensed up and yanked the fox a good few feet in the air towards Halsted! Whipping through the frigid winter air didn't feel good to the fox in the slightest, but as he was reeled in, the tongue started to coil and curl all around his body, enveloping him in a cloak of wetness and warmth as he was pulled all the way up towards the bear. Halsted almost lost his footing a few times with just how much weight he was carrying through the air, but thankfully, he was able to stop himself from plummeting down the cliff in the process of his rescue as he pulled the fox right into his mouth! His jaws instantly clamped down over the front half of the fox's body, leaving the other half dangling outside of his mouth, wrapped up in a slimy, blue cocoon. It was warm in there for now, but if Halsted stayed out here for too long, things would dry out in there, and he'd just be back to square one...so, quickly, Halsted trotted his way back to the cabin. Looking forward to its warmth as much as the fox in his maw was...

Halsted ended up slurping the other half of the fox into his mouth over the next few minutes, making sure that all of his target was warmed up, but at a pace that wouldn't be as shocking to the rescue's body. The wind was really starting to pick up as Halsted made his way back to his little cabin, and he wanted to make sure that he wasn't accidentally exposing the fox to the elements for any longer than was absolutely necessary. Thankfully, his catch was quite cooperative, or maybe just completely shut down and worn out by the oppressive environment; which, honestly, was pretty fair. Halsted had no idea how advanced the hypothermia the fox was suffering from was, but that was a question for when they got back to the relative safety of his cabin. Speaking of! The big foxbear had just arrived at his doorstep...

Even for someone like Halsted, the intense warmth that wafted out of the cabin as soon as he opened the door was truly wonderful, and he couldn't imagine how it felt for the fox that was sticking out of his mouth every now and again! The first thing the foxbear did after closing the door behind him was take out his phone; of course, he wasn't really able to make a call right now, but he did have the ability to snap a quick picture that he could send over to his partner to let them know that the rescue mission was a success. Slowly, the foxbear opened his mouth wide, unfurling his tongue just enough so that he could stick it out and show to the camera that he had secured the bag, so to speak! A quick click, and the communication part of the job was finished. Now, he just had to sit down and actually figure out what he needed to do, if anything, to this poor fox he had found...

The first step that came to the foxbear's mind was a warm drink. With the fox still curled up in his mouth, though not out of obligation and mostly because he was just far too tired to move, Halsted started to prep a warm tea. Boiling a kettle of water on the stove, picking out a delicate and relaxing mix of black tees and chamomile to steep. A few minutes later, and the bear had enough for several cups of tea; he definitely planned to have some himself later, but for now, it was all for his rescue. The foxbear poured a hefty cup of the stuff and lifted it up to his mouth, the fox's arms emerging from between Halsted's lips before his head popped out as well, grasping onto the cup and taking a long, steamy sip. "Thank you..." the silver creature said in a raspy, aching voice, clearly one that had spent the last hour or so desperately yelling for help that had arrived at just the right time. Something that the hot tea would help with as well, though it was mostly just to warm up his body in a way that the environment of Halsted's mouth could not quite match.

Halsted obviously still couldn't really speak, so instead he just lumbered over to a small, but warm-looking bed, motioning to it as if to offer it to the silver fox. Though, to his surprise, the fox inside of him sort of just...waved away the offer before he took another sip of the tea he still held in his hands. "Mmm...I think I'm feeling okay in here, funnily enough. Plus, it would probably get really cold once I left..."

The bear was obviously a bit concerned, but the fox had honestly made a pretty cogent point! Inside his mouth was probably the best place that the fox could warm up and regain his strength; there wasn't really a safe way to clean up all the saliva that would be dripping off the fox's body around here, either. Though there was a bit of a strange movement inside his maw that Halsted could feel every now and again...almost like the fox was moving back and forth on top of his tongue. In a...well, a very specific spot, the foxbear eventually deduced! No, the fox couldn't be doing that, especially not so soon after coming in from the cold like that. Though he had been back in the cabin for like, an hour or so by now...it wouldn't be the quickest recovery time the foxbear had ever seen!

Without letting on too much that he was onto something, Halsted started to focus on the movements inside his mouth a little bit more to decide whether he was feeling what he thought he was feeling. And after a few more seconds of data...yeah, the fox was humping against his tongue, all right! So much for feeling more comfortable in there - he had a much different reason why he was choosing to stay inside! The foxbear wasn't really bothered by this development, though. This wasn't the first time he had somebody discover their love for tongue inside his mouth, even if it was in a relatively inappropriate environment...that kind of just made it all the more enjoyable, though~ To slowly key the fox in that he knew what was going on, Halsted started to slowly rub his tongue in the opposite direction, delighting in the gasp he heard and the eyebrows he saw raise out of the corner of his eye. "Ohh..." was all the silver fox could say as he was suddenly caught red-handed, or maybe just made aware of what he was actually doing! It might have been just a bit of a subconscious thing, just an innate reaction to the heat and the wetness of his environment...either way, it had pretty much completely changed the tone of their time interacting together. If the fox was doing this, it was pretty clear that he was feeling well enough to...well, to do what he was doing! So Halsted's mind started to shift from aiding the fox to more lurid thoughts. Like how he could be using that tongue of his in a different, more pointed matter...

How's that opened his mouth up just wide enough so that he could stick the tip of his tongue back inside, that blue tip probing and poking all over the fox's body until it found the meat that was thrusting against its base. The fox once again gasping, this time in a much louder, more obvious fashion as he felt that probing length coiling around the tip of his shaft, spiraling all the way down to the base before starting to slowly jerk the fox off...his rescue gasping and moaning once more, both from the pleasure and from the surprise at how dextrous this tongue was turning out to be! The sheer length was already something for the fox to write home about, but what Halsted could do with that length? It was just blowing his...well, it was blowing a lot of things, but in this particular instance, it was blowing his mind. All of this was certainly getting the blood flowing back through his body, that was for damn sure! Halsted gratuitously continued to jerk the fox off, already starting to feel a salty taste spread across his tongue as he milked his lewd little rescue for all that they were worth, and then some...gulping down that delicious, salty pre that flowed out of the tip of the fox's shaft. Though, his tongue quickly got a bit curious to explore more of the silver fox's body, and it definitely had the dexterity to make that a reality!

Halsted took on a thoughtful look as he slowly started to maneuver his tongue away from the fox's shaft, rooting around in the back of his throat until he managed to completely uncoil that thick appendage from the fox's crotch. Leaving him, at first, a little bit whimpery and unsatisfied, until he felt the slimy probe grazing past his tail...and then he knew exactly what was going on. Once Halsted got an idea of where his tongue was, the tip of that appendage just shoved itself right in, slurping up against that cold, tight pucker and warming the silver fox up quite a bit in the process, though he would have perhaps appreciated a little bit more gradual of an introduction...the groan that escaped his muzzle was more than enough to tell Halsted that he could keep going, though, so he soldiered on, working against that hole until it loosened up enough for him to slip right inside. He could feel the throb of the fox's cock against the rest of his tongue right as he did that, knowing that this was setting off plenty of buttons...which only fueled his desire to go even further, of course! Probing deeper and deeper with that tongue thrust by thrust, getting a very intense sampling of the silver fox's musky rear. If he wanted to, he could probably snake his tongue all the way through the fox's guts...that party trick would probably be a bit too much for someone still recovering from the elements, though. Another time, for sure!

That didn't mean Halsted was playing it safe with the fox, though. He was almost punching that prostate with his tongue, hearing those warbling moans every time he did so and feeling the fox humping madly against his tongue. And it really didn't take too much longer for the salty candy inside the foxbear's mouth to pop, the silver fox's body shuddering and then going limp as he blew a thick, pent-up load all over the blue tongue that had rescued him from a sticky situation, before putting him into another one...though, one quite a bit more pleasurable than the other, of course~ The foxbear let a cheeky little grin form on his face as he started to slowly pull the fox back into his mouth once he was all done in there, his rescue far too worn out by both the environment he was just saved from and the mind-blowing head he had just received to do anything but whimper and wiggle a little bit as he got pulled inside all the way. The hungry throat clenching and flexing around his tail and legs, and those lips closing over the front of his head....

*G-gulllk~* went Halsted's throat as he swallowed half of the fox down in one powerful gulp, the foxbear leaning back and stroking the bulge in his gullet as it descended, pulling down the other half of his rescue without him even needing to take a proper second swallow~ Though it still ended up coming a few seconds later, Halsted kind of wanting to finish off the rescue and send the fox down to his stomach to recuperate so he could get back to the book he was reading! He ended up waddling back to the chair he was in earlier before the fox was even all the way inside his stomach, feeling him starting to settle as he flipped through the pages, trying to find his bookmark. "Mmh. I think you're definitely going to need to rest in there for at least...mmm...a good few hours after that~" the foxbear said to his meal as he reclined back in the chair and returned to his book. Meanwhile, the fox inside could barely offer even the most token resistance, far too worn out by everything that had just occurred; incredibly weak to the blue, pulsating stomach walls around him that massaged and rubbed against every itch of his body, warming him up in such a unique way...already starting to coax him into a gentle, hopefully restful and productive sleep.