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Just another little piece I put together. Let me know what you think. Comments are always appreciated!

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The fox and the wolf padded out into the street outside the restaurant, side-by-side, close, but not too close. Their first date had been a success. Vietnamese had been a hit, even though the wolf was a bit weary of the fox's choice. So little of the menu was in English that the wolf had the fox order for him, but the food had been tasty, and the conversation had kept them there until the owners clearly wished to go home.

The soft grey of the fox's fur shined under the bright orange streetlights, his tail swishing back and forth as he stepped.

"Thanks again for helping me order," the wolf said.

The fox turned his way. "Aww, it was cute to see you all confused at the menu. It just takes time to get used to it."

"I can imagine."

A moment of quiet passed as they looked into each other's eyes, both lost in the moment. It had been a while since the fox had a date - he was still a little unsure of how close was too close to get on the first date, and the wolf's cuteness wasn't helping that one bit. The fox finally looked away, glancing down the street.

"I guess I should get going, if I want to be able to actually catch the last bus."

"Oh... I could give you a ride if you wanted," the wolf replied, pulling his keys out of his pocket.

"I wouldn't want to impose. I'm sure you want to get headed on your way home."

"I'm in no hurry. Plus, it's not like I'm going to be able to get to sleep for a while anyways."

"Why's that?"

"Just... you know, a little wound up from the evening."

"Oh really?" the fox replied, his voice thick with innuendo.

"Not like that, you perv! I haven't gone out with anybody who's been cool in a while."

"So you usually date the uncool type then?"

"Do you want to get a ride home or not?"

"Fine, fine. You win."

The two walked over to the wolf's car. It was sportier than the fox would have imagined for a wolf like Dave. He seemed quiet, reserved, even edging on shy around the fox. His eyes lit up when he approached his car though. The glossy black paint reflected the two, stepping up to inspect the little hatchback's form.

"That's... one hell of a car."

"Dealership's only sold four of them in the whole county."

"Do I want to know how much it cost?"

"No."

"Good enough."

The two sat down in the plush, yet form fitting bucket seats. The wolf buckled himself in put the keys into the dash, and looked over at the fox. He paused for a moment, looking into the fox's eyes, before a very devious grin slid across his face.

"Jon, how much do you trust me?"

"Why?"

"On a scale of one to ten."

"I don't know... 7? You asking that is making it go a little lower."

"Seven. Seven is a good number."

The wolf pushed down the clutch, turned they key, and gunned the throttle a little. The entire car rocked with the roar of the engine.

"Dave, are you about to do what I think you're about to do?"

"Where do you live?"

"Green terrace. But answer my -"

The fox never got to finish his question. The car roared out onto the street, leaving healthy black stripes behind it. The wolf's paw deftly navigated to the controls of the stereo, turning on a song that the fox could only try to describe as two musical robots violently fucking.

The fox would in later years recall that he never truly understood why anyone would listen to dubstep, until that night.

The fox gripped on for dear life to the nearest handles he could find, his body being snugly held by the seatbelt. The car whipped around corners, the back end sliding into place under the confident control of the wolf. The wolf's expression was miles away from the bewildered one the fox had found in the restaurant - the fox was very clearly in the wolf's territory now. Every movement of his paws seemed to have been rehearsed a million times, his eyes darting around like they had already been trained to look for every pertinent detail.

The fox simply leaned back, held on, and watched the road before him. He thought to himself that if he was going to die, at least it would be a quick, painless death at the hands of someone undeniably sexy, and that there were many worse ways to go.

The wolf stole a glance or two at the fox during the less intense bits of his driving. He could barely hold back a laugh at seeing the fox, eyes like saucers, ears flat back against his head. His chuckle earned him a playful punch on the shoulder, before that paw quickly returned to a handle as the wolf rounded another corner at speed.

"Jeez, fox, if you think this is fast, you should see me when I'm actually somewhere where I can let this thing open up. Out here I have to worry about cops."

"YOU AREN'T WORRIED ABOUT COPS NOW?" the fox shouted.

"Nah, I'm only doing 45."

"YOU'RE TAKING THE CORNERS AT 45. IN A CITY. AT ELEVEN AT NIGHT."

"And?"

The wolf prevented an answer by snapping the wheel as he rounded a corner. He sped through neighborhood after neighborhood, moving the car through the mostly empty city streets with ease.

The fox, now beginning to be able to catch his breath, found himself recognizing sights alongside the road, and realized that he was closer to home than he had imagined. The wolf's pressure on the throttle eventually slowed, and the car's throaty growl lessened to a gentle purr. The car coasted into the apartment complex, the fox's knuckles finally loosening from the handle next to him.

"I... Jesus Christ."

"That fun, huh?"

"I'm going to kill you for doing that to me," the fox said, glaring at the wolf.

"Oh come on, you enjoyed it!"

"Did it look like I enjoyed it?"

"A part of you does."

The fox looked down. Apparently a part of him did.

"Knew I shouldn't have worn these shorts tonight..."

"Well, at least now I know how to get you all hot and bothered."

The fox paused for a moment, trying to think of something clever to say. However, his present state of arousal prevented him from coming up with anything more clever than "just come upstairs and fuck me", so that was what he decided on.

"Just come upstairs and fuck me."

The wolf pulled the car into a parking space with ease, and looked over at the fox, a curious look coming over his face.

"You're... joking, right?"

The fox looked down at his crotch, showing the obvious bulge the exhilaration of the drive had caused.

"I honestly have no idea."

"But you're the one who said it."

"I know."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and before the wolf could even open his muzzle for another word, the fox dove across the center console, knocking the wolf into the driver's side door, and planted a wet kiss on his muzzle.

The two canines' tongues tasted each other's muzzles, paws explored backs, and the heat of their bodies filled the car.

The fox eventually broke the kiss and sat back into his seat, brushing his now quite ruffled shirt back down. The wolf's eyes were now the wide ones.

"So... you're not joking, are you?"

"Are you going to come upstairs, or not?"

The wolf grabbed the door handle and was out the door before the fox could even react. The fox barely made it out of his side of the car before the wolf was already waiting by the front of the car, nervously rocking back and forth from foot to foot.

"Relax, Dave, it's not like you're in a hurry. You said so yourself."

The wolf's tail stopped wagging and dropped, and he looked down for a moment. The fox laughed.

"You're such a goddamn pup. C'mere..."

The fox wrapped his paws around the wolf and leaned in, planting his muzzle firmly in the wolf's neck, licking at the soft fur, and inhaling the wolf's musk. The wolf wrapped his paws around the fox in return, sliding them lower, finding the base of the fox's tail and rubbing it gently.

"Mmmm... you are rather eager tonight..."

"I can't help it. You're just too sexy of a fox for me to resist."

The fox murred into the wolf's shoulder, cuddling against his strong chest.

"We should probably go upstairs."

"The neighbors are probably going to complain if we go at it down here," the fox replied.

"Yeah... I'm not much of an exhibitionist."

The fox pulled away, looking up at the wolf, and grabbed him by the paw.

"Come, pup."

"I don't think I'll have any problem doing that."

That earned him another playful punch on the arm.

The two climbed the stairs up to the second floor of the complex, the wolf an arms length behind the fox, staring at every swish of the fox's tail, and every swing of his hips. The fox led him to the door of the apartment, leading him into the cozy, but well-decorated apartment.

The wolf grabbed the fox around the waist and pressed him up against a wall, tucking his muzzle into the fox's neck and kissing him softly.

"Oh god wolfy... you better fuck me good with how horny you're getting me."

The wolf silently picked up the fox, who yelped at the feeling of his paws leaving the ground. The two, still locked together with arms and tongues, made their way to the fox's bedroom, where the wolf gently laid down the fox on the corner of the bed.

"That was so sexy."

"I thought it might be," the wolf said with a cocky grin, pulling his shirt off of his chest.

The fox took to stripping himself down too, pausing as he saw the wolf slip his pants and boxers down in one smooth motion. His tail beat at the bed as he looked the wolf up and down, admiring his smooth, white chestfur, and the already quite hard cock poking out of his sheath. The wolf climbed onto the bed, and moved himself on top of the barely-clothed fox.

"Tell me what you want me to do," he whispered into the fox's ear, before gently taking it into his muzzle. The fox let out a deep moan and wrapped his arms around the wolf.

"Just fuck me," the fox panted.

Dave needed no more encouragement, and reached his paws down to slide down the fox's underwear, exposing his throbbing erection. The fox kicked them off, and then leaned up to kiss the underside of the wolf's muzzle.

"Where do you keep your lube?"

"Top drawer of the bedside table."

As the wolf slid off the bed, the fox whimpered softly. He flipped himself over and raised his tail, propping himself up with his knees. The wolf wasted no time in sliding up behind the fox and putting a paw on the fox's hips, right next to the upturned tail. He rubbed a pawful of lube against the fox's tight tailhole, getting squirming and panting in response. He lubed himself up, and then pressed his cock to the fox's tight entrance.

The fox dug his paws into the mattress below him, pushing back against the wolf. He moaned into the sheets as he felt his tailhole begin to stretch to fit the wolf inside. The wolf pushed a little harder, and then began to slide in, inch by inch, feeling every inch of the fox until his hips met those of the fox. He grabbed onto the fox's sides, letting his claws slide through the fur, as he pulled himself back, and thrust back in, gently at first. The fox's moaning grew louder with every thrust, his back arching and his chest grinding against the bed.

The wolf breathed in deeply, the scent of fox musk and lovemaking filling the room, and drove in even harder. He felt the fox push back against him with every thrust, his tail whipping back and forth against his back. He slipped his paw underneath the fox, and began stroking at the fox's cock, feeling the knot already beginning to form. He began picking up his own pace, leaning over the fox and thrusting deeply.

"Harder... fuck me good," the fox practically hissed between breaths. He felt himself already edging towards release, feeling the wolf's strong paw stroking him. He felt the wolf speed up even further, his whole body being pushed up the mattress with every thrust. He dug his claws into the sheets, trying to hold on against the powerful thrusts. The wolf's paw slid over his well-formed knot, causing him to thrust his hips downwards, feeling the wolf's paw wrap around the area behind his knot. He thrust into the wolf's paw again, squeezing his tailhole around the wolf's cock as he moaned out deeply and loudly, his seed spraying across the sheets below him.

The fox's release was enough to bring the wolf over the edge too. He pushed forward, his knot slipping into the fox's tailhole and locking the two furs together. He howled out loudly, matching the fox's cries, gripping the fox's silver sides as he came inside the fox. He collapsed on top of the smaller fox's body, holding himself up with his paws, and began nuzzling the fox's neck as he came down from the orgasm.

"That was so hot," the fox said, wiggling his hips under the wolf.

"I... wow."

"So it was good for you too, then?"

"Yes. Definitely yes."

The fox flopped onto his side, taking the wolf with him. The two laid there together, breathing heavily, sweat sticking their fur to their bodies, and closed their eyes. The wolf's paws found their way around the fox's body, and the fox gently held the wolf's paws to his chest.

"So, that was a pretty good first date, wolfy."

"Uh-huh," the wolf mumbled into the fox's shoulder.

"You know, it's kinda funny, you fuck just like you drive."

The wolf snorted as he laughed. "Seriously? That's what you come up with after we do... that?"

"No, I mean, it's a good thing."

"Well, go on. Explain it, foxybuns."

"Just, you move with a lot of precision. You knew every button of mine to hit, just like you knew every curve of the road. You were totally in control. And you're incredibly sexy doing either one."

The wolf nibbled at the fox's shoulder. "Mmmm... so that's why you were so wound up earlier."

"God yes... please take me driving again."

"Only if we can do this afterwards again."

"Deal."