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Just a little story I wrote for the wintertime contest.  Figured I'd try something slightly unconventional insofar as winter plots.  Probably not the greatest thing I've written, but I still hope you enjoy it!

"Dammit. You've got to be kidding me."

I flipped my cellphone shut, dropping it into the cup holder of my car. Already, I could feel the chill of winter through my thick winter coat. Looking out the front window with my eyes only let me see the tree I only nearly managed to avoid crashing into, although it didn't matter too much with my car being stuck in a ditch anyway. It's always funny how something as small as the patch of ice I hit could cause such disastrous consequences.

My name's Eric, by the way. You might not be able to tell it from the giant blue coat I'm wearing, but I'm a bobcat. My coat does a pretty good job of hiding my pretty lithe body, although I guess I have a little bit of muscle there. My whiskers twitched from the cold, although there was little I could do about that. In fact, all I could do was simply lay my head back, followed by placing a paw over my brown eyes and letting out a loud groan.

In seconds, I felt my other paw warm up, grabbed tightly by the monkey in the passenger seat. Unlike me, the brown-furred, green-eyed fellow had no problem letting people know of his species, if only because he wasn't exactly a common sight around here. His name was Damien, and he was for all intents and purposes, my boyfriend. He wore a coat similar to mine, only red, and looked at me with that gentle smile he was always sporting.

"Hey, come on now, we're both alright, aren't we? Let's try and look on the bright side."

It was something he was always telling me, probably because I would always fall into a downward spiral when it came to my personality. But this was the only time I couldn't see things the way he did.

"I'm just sorry that you had to be riding with me when this happened. I mean, it was supposed to be a dream trip! You would come with me to my place, meet my parents, and..."

"And do all sorts of things together, I know," Damien quickly interrupted, "and we can still do those things. We've just hit a little setback is all. Did they tell you how long it'll take for the tow truck to pull us out of here?"

I could only grunt out the response. An hour. And no matter how much I looked at my fuel tank, we definitely would not have the amount to keep the car heated that long either. It was essentially the reason why the two of us were currently freezing our tails off in my car, but like usual, he didn't seem to be affected at all. I could always count on him when I needed to cheer me up, I suppose.

"Well, it's a good thing I made sure we were prepared for this blizzard, now isn't it?" He asked with a wider smile.

There was an edge of playfulness in his voice which, to be honest, I wasn't much in the mood for hearing, but he was right. He un-clicked his seatbelt immediately and reached into the backseat, pulling out a pair of thick comforters to drape around our bodies. I suppose, instead, I could always count on him in general.

As soon as we had the blankets wrapped around our bodies, Damien quickly reached over to give me a kiss on my cheek. It was something that didn't go unappreciated. Of course, the longer I looked at him, the wider the grin on his face grew. Obviously, he had something planned.

"What is it, Damien?" I asked.

"Well, you did say we had a full hour until the tow truck got here, right...?"

And there it was. For every bit as kind and gentle Damien was, he was also horny as hell. If he didn't have a blanket covering him, I probably could have started to see a small tent in his jeans.

He started to crawl over to me, placing himself on top of my body and looking down at me with his traditional smirk. I had no real choice in the matter by this point, so I opened up the blanket cover my body and quickly pulled him in.

"Well, I suppose this is one way for us to keep warm..." I commented, eliciting a small chuckle from my boyfriend on top of me.

"Heh, it most certainly is, sexy."

Damien positioned himself so he was right above my crotch, grinding his rear into it as best he could in the incredibly cramped confines of my car. He was definitely successful, if the slight grunts and moans I was making were of any indication. His arms wrapped around my body, pulling him somewhat closer to me, and continued. He let out a few grunts of appreciation as well, no doubt from the feel of my bulge beginning to press back against him. He knew how to drive me crazy, that was for certain. Although he didn't grind against me for long, as nice as it was.

"Gotta get these pants off, now!" he said, clearly impatient.

"What? Were you planning on making me get in your pants at our next break if things had gone according to plan?"

His cheeky grin flashed in front of me again, accompanied by a wink this time.

"Maybe. But this is obviously better than that. Now get rid of your pants so you can fuck me already!"

Oh yeah, he was horny. But by this point, so was I, so I couldn't really complain. He pulled himself off enough that my paws could fumble with the zipper, and it wasn't long until my pants had dropped to my ankles. Damien had spun himself around in my lap, pressing his back against my chest and turning his head to look at me with a little wink.

"It's better this way too. Now I'm nothing but putty in your marvelous hands."

His tail instinctively wrapped around my torso, ensuring it was out of the way of our little bit of playing. My paws slid up his shirt, feeling his stomach and toned chest. He was roughly the same size as me, maybe a little smaller. It was pretty hard to tell since he was grinding against me again, this time with nothing blocking him from pressing directly against my crotch. It was somewhat uncomfortable, but it'd feel a whole lot better in a few seconds when I got his pants off.

And in the next few seconds, I did. They slid down his legs, and soon his bare rear was pressed against my groin. I was already hard and leaking pre, and considering the actions Damien was doing to me, he was likely in the same boat. A simple squeeze confirmed my suspicions, a shaky moan escaping his lips as he enjoyed the warmth of my paw.

"Mmm... Aren't you worried about getting the blankets a little... messy?" Damien asked, his classic smirk on his face.

"We'll just have to--ahh... wash them when we get back. Better th-them than my car."

I couldn't keep myself collected at his point, not with how damn good Damien was at teasing me. I needed to get inside him, and bad. As soon as I lined my length up with his tailhole, he took the initiative and sunk down on it. I couldn't help but moan out, his insides clamping tightly down on my member. If Damien felt any pain, he masked by continuing to take me inch by inch.

My grip on Damien's body grew tighter by the second, only able to rub his warm chest as immense pleasure shot through my spine. It felt like we both let out a breath as soon as I felt him take me all the way to the hilt, and for a minute we just sat there, completely still. My paws roamed over his body, closing my eyes as I just felt his warmth sink into my body, and mine into his. I tilted my head to give him a small kiss on his cheek, making him smile earnestly.

"If only we could stay like this forever..." Damien said, his voice elated with pleasure.

"And miss out on the best part? Mmm... I don't think either of us would like that very much, heh," I responded, and ground against him for additional effect.

"Oh fuck... If you're that eager, then how about w-we get started then...!"

He gently lifted himself off of me, making sure to flex his walls tightly around my length as he did so. As soon as he was up to the end of my member, he slowly slid back down, drawing out a long moan from the both of us as I re-entered him. I could feel my pre leaking out from my cock, lubricating him and letting him ride me that much easier.

He was damn skilled, that was for certain. We grunted and groaned in tandem as he moved more quickly, Damien leaning back against my body. There was nothing we needed to say, we both knew what we wanted. I kept him close with one paw, exploring his chest with it while my other slowly trailed down his stomach, and soon his own length was wrapped with my paw. I didn't have to wait for an invitation to begin stroking him, the increased volume of his moans telling me everything I needed to know. It was enough to spur him on further, his body sliding up and down my length even faster than before.

Damien was promptly coating my paw with his own slippery pre, the liquid spreading over his red length. My own cock was twitching wildly inside of him, shooting out pre in small strings as I could feel myself get closer and closer to going over the edge. He could feel it too, his body moving in fast, strong movements. I was lost to pleasure, my own body instinctively thrusting into Damien, wanting to go as deeply as possible into him.

"Shit... Eric, I can't... last much longer...!"

Damien's breathing had turned into nothing but a string of pants and moans, so much so that it was a miracle he found the time to get his words out. I could only grit my teeth and groan out as we continued, his rump hot and tight around me, eager to push me over the edge. And then, with one final thrust into him as deep as I could get, I let loose my orgasm.

I practically roared in pleasure as the first few shots filled Damien, my grip on him and his cock almost like a vice as I madly stroked him off. He hit his high in seconds, monkey spunk shooting out and staining my paw and the inside of the blanket in thick ropes. By the time I was done, the blanket was in desperate need of a wash, while Damien's rear was filled to the brim with my seed. It took us a few minutes to slowly catch our breath, not wanting to break the silence of our afterglow.

Damien leaned back against me, his legs weak. He had a bliss-induced grin on his face as I held him, his paws limply rubbing the sides of my legs. I gave him another kiss on his cheek from behind, fully content.

"Ahh... So are you happy that we got in this little accident now, love?" He asked.

"Mmm... Yeah, but only because you know how to make everything better," I answered, a small hint of playfulness in my voice.

"What would you do without me? Hehe..."

I simply shook my head and chuckled, nuzzling into his neck somewhat.

"I don't know... I love you, Damien."

"And I love you too, Eric."

We simply held each other, tired from our sex. The windows had steamed up from the inside, making it impossible to see in, although I suppose that anyone outside would probably have guessed what we were up to just moments ago. It didn't matter though, of course. As long as Damien was with me, I was content.

"You know... if that tow truck doesn't get here soon, I might know of some other ways we could pass the time..."

Well, when he wasn't being a horny handful, at least.