Push Ups

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Lion & Fox at the Gym

Nuka chuckled, the little Arctic fox a good head shorter than the lion, clad in his summer colours. Even though most people thought of Arctic foxes in white fur, when they typically considered them, he had a darker coat in grey-brown, not all the hairs on his body, of course, the same colour. It would have been boring, after all, if everything was uniform, though the tips of his fur appeared brown, particularly when the light shone through them. With the end of summer coming, the fox would soon be back in his white coat to blend in with the snows of winter.

Well, if he wasn't living in a city that was - but anthros were all over the globe by that point. Even working out and the like to better their physical prowess. And he was very fortunate, even though he had already finished his workout for the day, to have a lion friend who had a home gym set up in his garage, completely finished with a full cage for heavy lifting, a lifting platform, a full rack of dumbbells, lots of resistance bands, barbells all ready to go - and even a pulley machine.

The main door was closed, for a little more privacy was desired that day with the crisp sense of winter in the air, pulling at their fur as if it yearned to drag them into the darker months of the year already. There was something rugged, however, with how the gym was set up with lighting strips, illuminating all that they needed to, while leaving it a little on the rougher side.

Nuka had always liked it, though Cole grumbled about not being able to take progress shots as easily.

The lion huffed under him, nearly to the end of his workout while Nuka was pleasantly sore already, his hide damp with sweat. Neither fox nor lion wore much clothing - just a pair of shorts each and no underwear. Nuka had worked out a while back that Cole didn't usually wear underwear when he had faced a clothing mishap (which was the polite way to put it) while deadlifting. Remembering just how the big cat had got his fuzzy rump exposed still made Nuka laugh.

Not that he would tell the feline that, no. Their relationship was more than comfortable: friends with benefits, sort of. It just didn't feel that casual, as if something more was building, the two of them taking an unconventional route to intimacy. And that was just fine with them as the fox sat cross-legged atop the lion's back while he completed push up after push up.

"Mmm, you do look good like this..."

The fox teased, rubbing his fingers and the tops of his palms, lightly, along the lion's shoulders, making his tail lash. Cole didn't bother with an answer, however, though he didn't try to do anything to jostle the vulpine off his back anyway. It was an easy way to add some extra weight at the end of a workout with another body, though Nuka was not all that well-placed to hop off if it did all prove to be too much for Cole. The fox's attention was too focused on the flex and pull of muscles in the lion's back while he changed his push up to a version with flared elbows, sinking down smoothly all the way to the mats and pushing back up with a grunt.

The fox licked his lips, tasting sweat on the air.

"Come on, Simba, you can do better than that..."

Cole growled.

"You know that's not my name..."

"Well, I'm sure you've called me worse, you know," Nuka quipped back, flicking his thick fox brush behind him. "Concentrate, you still have, like...loads more reps to do."

"I thought you were counting?"

Nuka laughed. He'd make sure Cole got his workout in one way or the other, though it was more alluring than he had any right to admit to watch the lion express his physical prowess. Even more so when he was sitting right there on the feline's lusciously broad back.

"Mmm..."

Nuka couldn't quite help himself, tipping forward to spread his palms out flat on Cole's bare back, digging his fingers in lightly and massaging his rich, brown fur. It was a darker shade by far than what would have been found on a lion out in the wild, but, well, anthros offered differed from the species that they had originated from. With a thick, black mane framing his face, the hair constantly getting in Cole's way, he could never be mistaken, of course, as anything other than a lion.

Yet it was just foreplay, the fox swivelling around and plopping down, with entirely more force than necessary, on the lion's back, his chin resting playfully on the feline's muscular rump. Oh, and what a backside it was, the glutes well-rounded and firm. The lion was going through a cut at that time, limiting his calories, and Nuka was more than happy to adore his body in the meantime, even though he didn't at all mind Cole with a little more weight on him too, when he was bulking up. It was all in the cycle of Cole seeing just how far he could push his body, to see what he could do and just how far he could drive his physical fitness.

"Mmph... Nuka..."

"What?"

The fox grinned, though it was already obvious what he was doing as he hugged the lion's midriff, his chin bobbing with the rise and fall of Cole's buttocks. Those were not his focus, however, not as he slid down the feline's shorts slowly, teasingly, acting as if he wasn't actually going to go that far. Cole always said that he was a "wind up" - or something like that - but Nuka didn't see it. It was all about pushing and stimulating, teasing and bringing a flare of need to the body.

That and the fox really didn't see a better way to ever end a workout other than with Cole's fat cock ramming down his throat. Who wouldn't want a blowjob to get their rocks off when they were cooling down from being all hot and sweaty, muscles trembling with physical fatigue?

It was a good thing, in that case, that the lion and the fox were a good match for each other, Nuka's clever, grasping fingers finding the lion's sheath without even being able to see what he was doing.

"Oh, so you were randy," he teased, running the tip of his finger around the lion's cock, which was slowly protruding from his sheath, just a couple of inches. "You said you didn't want to fuck before working out... Maybe you were the one making me wait, this time, not the other way around."

"Unff..."

Cole was so often a dominant partner and yet there was a certain kind of luxury to be had in putting him in a position where he could not take that top position. Of course, it would not last for that long, but Nuka determined to clean every drop of stolen control from it while he could. The fact of the matter was that the lion wouldn't pause his workout, not when he was so close to the end, to take his pleasure, leaving the fox with a little time in which to tease and caress him.

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