Chapter 1: The Line Between Dreams and Reality
The vixen hurried through the deluge as quickly as she could muster. The night sky was periodically lit up by flashes of lightning, each bolt punctuated by an earsplitting crash of thunder. The storm was moving closer, she knew, and she tried to quicken her pace, but the muddy ground beneath her footpaws impeded her progress more and more as the rain pounded down upon it. She looked up at her destination: a great tower looming up in the distance, silhouetted against the sky every time the lightning struck. An unknown fear was rising in her, a fear that she would not be able to reach this tower-what she assumed to be safe haven. The fear was against her better judgment, she knew, and she tried to take comfort in this fact, but still it grew. She ignored it and hurried on, but quickly grew tired and had to slow to catch her breath. Looking up, she saw that she had nearly reached the doors leading into the tower, and a surge of relief swept over her. With renewed strength, she took another step towards the doors... and the next thing she knew, the mud had engulfed her up to her neck, and she was sinking. Mere meters away stood the doors, but she was helpless, trying to fight against the sinkhole she had plunged into. An icy fear gripped her heart as she went under, and the darkness closed in on her...
Her eyes sprang wide open. She could feel the sweat dripping from her body, and she realized it had all been a dream. She sat up quickly; too quickly, as the resulting dizziness made her lie back down. She closed her eyes again. Her heart was performing jumping jacks in her breast, and she was breathing heavily, as if she had just run a marathon. "Maybe I have," she smirked, thinking back to the dream. She tried to sort out what it had meant. It was odd: she had never really dreamed before, and to have something like this come up... but she was under a lot of stress lately. That must be it. She rose from her bed, deciding she would go downstairs and have a drink to cool her nerves. Then she heard a noise; someone was knocking at her door. Well, that explains why I woke so suddenly, she thought. As she proceeded down the stairwell, she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall: 2:39. Who the hell could be knocking at this hour? She padded over the stone floor of the kitchen towards the door and stopped in front of it, hand resting on the door handle. Should I open it? What if it's someone who means to do me harm? she wondered, her heart beginning to thump loudly again. But... it could be an emergency. Curiosity overcame her apprehension; she gritted her teeth and pulled the door open. A large wolf was standing there, and she figured he must be a mercenary, seeing the sword strapped to his back. He must've only recently become a mercenary, for there was but one scar on him, as far as she could see, and this one stretched across the left side of his chest. Yes, definitely a mercenary, she thought, but his eyes... Most of the hired hands she'd seen had fierce, wild eyes which betrayed their joy of battle, but these eyes... They kept that fierce look, but there was nothing wild about them: deep blue, she felt as if she could see the depths of eternity inside them.
She realized she'd just been standing there staring at the wolf for a few moments without saying a word; she also realized those blue eyes had widened a bit upon her opening the door.
The wolf spoke. He had a deep, clear voice, and yet it was gentle. "I apologize, am I intruding on something?" She saw those eyes flicker downwards for an instant, and then she realized that she had not worn anything to bed last night. It was the hottest part of the year, and on nights like these she had become accustomed to sleeping in the nude.
"Oh... no, it's quite all right." She wasn't lying when she said this. Although she had felt slightly embarrassed at first, she now had no regrets about this stranger seeing her naked. He was good-looking; tall and muscular, and she still was entranced by those eyes... she fought back a grin as she saw him try to subtly move his arm so as to hide the growing bulge in his pants. The wolf took a deep breath and went on.
"I am a traveling mercenary and I just got into town. I've been traveling for days, so I went to the Inn to get some rest, but they're full now. I was just wondering if you could spare a bed for the night. I can pay you well."
"I'm sure you can," the vixen said, grinning, "Come inside, you must be exhausted." She led him into the kitchen, closing the door behind him, then trotted over to a chair and sat down, studying him more. He had his back to her, first unbuckling his sword belt, which he wore over one shoulder, and then his knapsack, both of which he placed on the floor next to the door. When he had finished, he turned around and spoke again.
"Thank you... may I ask your name?" said the wolf.
"Only if you tell me yours," said the vixen, now wondering if she was still dreaming. If she was... she hoped she could dream forever.
"Oh, yes, how rude of me," the wolf seemed to still be slightly unnerved by the vixen's nonchalant attitude about her nudity, and he blushed a bit. It wasn't much, but the vixen's keen eyes picked up the reddening of his cheeks, and this made her grin even wider. "My name is Ferox," he said finally, "Ferox Demonslayer."
"Ferox... that's a nice name," and the vixen felt warmth towards this stranger, a familiarity, almost as if she knew the name. "And you can call me Elsi Mage-Ear."
"Pleasure to meet you, Elsi." Elsi knew he wasn't just being formal anymore; she could see him eyeing her now, apparently rid of his initial embarrassment. Ferox saw that she'd noticed him looking at her, and he quickly turned his back, pretending to look around the room. "Nice place. How much do you want for the night?" he asked Elsi, turning around again.
"Oh, you don't need to bother with money." The grin widened yet again. He must have figured it out by now, and as she thought this, a look of realization dawned on the wolf's face, soon turning into a knowing smile. He knew what she wanted.
"You must have work for me then. Was there anything you needed a mercenary for?" His tone had changed: in an instant, he had gone from formal to suggestive. Elsi liked suggestive.
"Yeah, as a matter of fact I do have need of a mercenary. There's much work to be done." She spoke softly, savoring the moment of foreplay. "But not just any mercenary will do." She stood up from the chair and slowly walked over to him, again allowing her eyes to wander down his body. On the way back up, she met his eyes. "So, I guess it's a good thing you turned up tonight. I have something very important in mind for you." As she gazed into those blue eyes, she thought Wow, this must be the first time it's taken me less than five minutes to seduce a guy. Then she reached up, slowly, to stroke his firm jaw. His eyes closed; apparently he was enjoying the moment as well. Good. She ruffled his fur beneath her fingers, relishing the feeling of it, then moved her hand around to the back of his neck, drawing him in, closer, closer... and their lips met. It was pure ecstasy. Sure, she had kissed guys before, even some girls, but never like this. There was just something about this stranger, Ferox; something that pulled her in. She wondered if it could be true love she was feeling, or if she were just extra horny tonight. Then she felt Ferox wrap his arms around her, caressing her, pressing into her kiss, and all thought was lost. They stayed clinging together for what seemed like hours, even thought it was only a few seconds, then she drew away, slowly, lovingly. Once again she stared down the muzzle into those beautiful eyes, and she whispered "We should probably go upstairs." Ferox simply nodded, looking dreamily content.
As he watched the beautiful Elsi sit down on her bed and beckon in a very inviting manner, Ferox thought happily how fortunate he was. Maybe he should start believing in divine intervention. He chuckled at the thought, and focused on the naked body of the vixen sitting in front of him. She was somewhat thin, but very fit: he could see the slight definitions her muscles made under her fur. Her face had an innocent look to it even when she was being seductive, her amber eyes staring softly at him. He let his gaze fall lower, down to her chest, where her breasts lay. They had a very nice curve to them, going well with her body. He could see her nipples poking out, small, pink circles against her rust-colored fur. A bit lower, and the transition from breasts to belly was perfect. He couldn't wait to caress her stomach, it looked soft and smooth. Below that, with her legs open wide, he could see her privates. The small nub of her clit stuck out at the top of the folds of her vagina, and he could see that she was already moist, waiting for him. Finally, her legs were long and graceful, curving down into her footpaws. But he had kept her waiting long enough. He walked over to the bed and stood in front of her, then leaned down and kissed her again. His tongue explored inside her mouth, touching her tongue, the roof of her mouth, anything. She tastes so good, he thought, I wish this would never stop. As he continued to kiss her, he gently began moving her, and she did not resist. He pushed her slowly down so that she was lying down on the bed, and he then moved himself to rest on top of her, her breasts pressing into his chest. He had a sudden realization he wanted to touch them, caress them. Their muzzles still firmly locked together, he shifted his weight a little, then moved his hand down from her shoulder and onto one of those perfect breasts. Elsi moaned quietly as he gave her a little squeeze, feeling the pleasant firmness of her supple breast. He loved the feel of it, and he pressed on it a little again, feeling it give under his hand, then spring back when he let go. He began to trace a small circle around the nipple with one finger, and Elsi made another small noise of satisfaction.
Finally Ferox pulled away from the kiss: he wanted to give her breasts his full attention now. Sliding down a bit on the bed, so as to have better access to them, he stared at them, close up. Beautiful. I'm going to enjoy this, he thought, and smiled at Elsi before going to work. The nipple he had been stimulating with his finger was standing out even more than it had before, and he lowered his head and planted a light kiss on it. He stuck out his tongue and went once around the nipple, then lowered his lips to it once more. Softly, carefully, so as not to hurt Elsi, he began to suck at it. She tensed up for a moment, then relaxed again, and he heard her breathing a long sigh. With every suck at the nipple, Ferox slid his tongue over the tip a few times, enjoying how it made shivers run down Elsi's body. When he was finished with the first breast, he began moving to the other, but was stopped by her hand on his cheek. He looked into her eyes, and knew she wanted him to keep moving down her body. The hand that had started to move to her other breast now moved down towards her stomach and stopped there, caressing the soft fur, feeling the contours of her body. Ferox slid down more on the bed, and Elsi was ready, her legs spread wide to take away any obstruction from her slit. He took one finger and ran it up her sex, from the bottom all the way to the top, and he saw her tense up again, then shiver when she relaxed. He did it again, and this time she let out a little squeal. Satisfied with these results, he slowly slipped a couple fingers into the folds and went around her entrance a few times. Each time around, he could hear her breath stop short. Now he could bear it no longer: he had to taste her. Pulling his fingers out, he put both his hands on her thighs, caressing them for a few moments, then holding them firmly in place. He leaned forward and pressed his muzzle into the warmth of her vagina, then allowed his tongue to begin exploring it. Elsi had stopped trying to suppress her cries; she sounded like she was having fits of ecstasy. He felt the fur on his muzzle become wet and sticky with her juices, but still he continued licking away, loving everything about it, the taste, the sensation, the noises coming from Elsi... and then she had sat up. When Ferox pulled his muzzle out of her sex to look up at her, she grabbed him, pulled him up to her level, and they were kissing again. This time he felt her tongue invading his mouth, flickering back and forth, tasting the juices he had extracted from her. They stopped kissing sooner this time, and Elsi began licking around his lips and muzzle, cleaning off some of her come. Ferox closed his eyes and allowed her to continue, enjoying the feeling of her tongue matting down his fur.
When she had finished, they sat embracing each other for a few moments. Then Elsi put her hand on the bulge in Ferox's pants. "You're still wearing these!?" she said playfully, and hopped off of the bed. "Stand up, Ferox. Now it's your turn!" Ferox did as he was told, and no sooner was he standing up than he found Elsi's hands undoing his belt. She threw it back over her shoulder, not caring where it went just as long as it wasn't holding his pants up, and undid the waist, allowing the pants to slide down his legs to the floor. "All right, now lie back down and relax," she commanded him, and he happily obeyed, excitement coursing through him. He looked down and saw her climb on the bed. She eyed his pulsing shaft, turned her gaze to him to give him a truly seductive smile, then turned her attention back to his member. Ferox laid his head back and closed his eyes; he would leave it up to Elsi. He heard her voice, softly saying "That's right, just relax and let me do the work." Then he felt her hand touch his shaft, stroking up one side of it. She grabbed hold of it and began working her hand up and down, up and down, to a rhythmic beat. Ferox felt his exhaustion slipping away; the only thing that mattered now was the pleasure he was feeling, and he focused on that alone. Her hand was warm around his cock, and there was no way to explain in words how good it felt. The rhythm slowed down, her hand moved away, and Ferox opened his eyes in time to see Elsi bending down to put her lips on the head of his member. She sucked at it, lightly, just as he had done to her breast. Then her head dipped down even lower, and he felt his penis slip inside her mouth. It was warm and wet, and as she continued to suck on him, it felt better and better. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh of pleasure. This seemed to urge Elsi on further, as she quickened her pace, moving her lips up and down his shaft. It felt so good, Ferox practically felt his eyes rolling back into his head. He could feel himself getting close to climax, and he wanted to warn her, but he didn't know if he could speak clearly. With a concentrated effort he held himself back and grunted.
"Elsi... I'm gonna... come..." But she would not take her mouth off his dick, and he had to let himself go. He breathed another long sigh as convulsions of pleasure shot through him, and he could feel the come shooting out of the tip of his penis and into Elsi's mouth. He felt Elsi continue to suck at him until the last convulsion had gone through him, leaving him with a feeling of complete relaxation. I could fall asleep easily now, he thought, but there's one last thing to do first... and he sat up, gazing at Elsi. She looked back, and he could see his come around her lips.
Ferox took hold of Elsi around her waist, and lifted her up onto his lap, facing him. His penis was still standing straight up; not bad for just having climaxed. They both understood what they were going to do now; it was what they had wanted to do all night. The time was finally here. They shared another quick kiss first, and Ferox could taste his come mixed in with Elsi's saliva. Then he laid Elsi on her back again, in front of him. He took her legs and spread them wide, revealing her gap once more. Slowly, he took his penis in hand and pressed the tip up against her folds. He felt her shudder with anticipation, felt himself do so as well, and began to push in. As he did so, he looked down at the beautiful vixen, lying on her back with eyes closed, who was now beginning to moan and make little noises of satisfaction. This spurred him on, and he thrust his hips forward farther. Finally, he was inside of her. The warmth, the moisture of her insides felt amazing on his cock, and he could tell it made her feel great too. Elsi was biting one of her fingers in an effort not to cry out. Ferox reached around to grab Elsi again, and he pulled her up back into a sitting position, causing her to gasp slightly. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, and she began to move her hips up and down, as far as she could go. Her hips would meet his, and he would feel a wave of pleasure, being fully inside her, then they would travel up, where just the tip of his penis still stayed inside. She did it slowly at first, then began speeding up, pushing her hips harder and harder into his own. He felt her juices dripping out onto him, and he began to feel orgasm coming on again. He guessed she was close to one too, as her eyes were screwed shut, her moans becoming louder with each thrust. This has been the best night ever, he thought as he felt himself shoot a warm load of come inside her. This set her off, and as the waves of pleasure shot through him again, they were multiplied by her vagina contracting rhythmically around his penis...
Ferox and Elsi fell back on the bed, side by side. Both were breathing heavily. They looked into each other's eyes; no words needed to pass between them. Ferox watched the soft amber eyes which looked lovingly back at him, and he savored the closeness. He could feel the exhaustion of the day creeping up on him once more; soon he would fall asleep. But first, he kissed her again, not for long, just because he felt it was the right thing to do. They smiled wearily at each other. Elsi snuggled up against Ferox, and they both fell asleep.