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Milo shifted where he sat, rump firmly placed onto a hard, metal bench. His thoughts blurring together for the time being as he stared forward into the small park across the street. The noise of the busy hallways back inside and the arguments that leaked out of meeting rooms melting away for now. A blend of trees capturing his interest as he took a break from the business world to gather himself and take a breather. The gentle wind perusing through the air swept by and ruffled his fur. Charcoal-colored bangs dancing for a moment against the soft gray fur of his forehead before settling once more in place between tall, triangular ears. The tip's of the fox's ears twitching a bit with the chilled air swirling inside them.

"I wish it was 5:00 already..." he mumbled to himself, blue eyes with the same gray tint of all his fur sliding nearly shut as the fur allowed himself an escape from this busy day- the last busy day of the week before the weekend- to think of other things and entertain himself with thoughts unrelated to the newest business model, now with an orange pie graph!

Slowly, Milo made his way into his own mind, leaving the dull bench and the concrete sidewalk beneath it. He walked cautiously into his own mind, his own world, but soon found himself at home once more, picturing the squat wooden door of his apartment swinging open to the sight of a smiling face, the species and features of the owner of the smile blurred and unimportant and the racoon entered. His paws suddenly filled with the soft fur of other paws that pulled him in closer. Paws that gave a gentle squeeze and seemed to whisper 'everything is going to be alright' right into the leathery pads of his paws, relaxing him from the claw-tip and onwards till every inch of his gray-furred body was a pile of jelly against this ghostly imagination.

The daydream continuing with a warm hug that lasted through several long moment and then lingered even longer with a singular arm curled around the vulpine's slender hips. His lean body inviting the touch of the paws once more to slid along the fur of his hip, creating rivers through his fur that flowed without water. A happy little murr slipping from the fox's darkened muzzle as all concerns about business ebbed away from even the furthest corners of his mind and left it blank of anything but this one moment, this one dreamy moment...

"Hey, Milo. Break is over." A smooth, but rather gruff voice informed, invading the daydream and bursting the fluffy borders of the thought and sending it away like a bubble popped by a child. When Milo's closed eyes opened he was faced with the image of a smile, much like the one he had first envisioned greeting him within his apartment, on the muzzle of a brown bear from down the hall. His name was Rojono and he was a part of the committee Milo was with currently. "I grabbed an extra coffee if you need something to wake you up.." The bear added, now looking a little concerned for this acquaintance.

At last, the last few moments of distraction fell away and Milo stirred again, moving onto his footpaws. The small heel of his dress shoes clicking onto the concrete where they had rested without pressure before. "Thanks, but you don't have to offer that up." He remarked, hiding a rather timid smile from his peer by looking down and facing his muzzle to the ground. The swooped curve of his bangs hiding his eyes behind a veil of smokey hair.

The brown bear only smiled in a kind way, holding out the paper cup with a massive paw. The sleek, black claws of his paw curling around the sides of the cup likes wrought-iron fence around a home. "Nah, I don't need that much caffeine anyways, All yours!"

Milo could only smile as his much smaller paws curled around the opposite sides of the cup. The warmth of the sweet-nectar inside instantly sending a tingle of comfort into his leathery paw pads and making the smile on his muzzle widden while the scent of the drink wafted up to his coal-colored nose. "Thank you very much then, ----" He trailed off, not remembering the bears name from role call early that morning.

"Rojono!" A smile covered the bears muzzle and assured the concerned vulpine that he had done no wrong in the bear's eyes. "Come on, let's get inside before they decide to have my hide for a new rug!" The bear flashed a toothy, playful grin to the racoon, who practically trembled in his gray fur before he calmed himself enough to followed the extroverted fur back inside.

Heading into the meeting room once more inside the tall building, the sounds of the halls and the mumbles from irritated workers all flooded Milo's ears once more, making his muzzle twitch with his own discomfort. However, this time, his eyes found the bear smiling at him. Broad, white teeth catching the light and making the grin seem to sparkle as Rojono gestured the racoon over to the seat beside him. Milo offered no complaint to this arrangement and moved over and settled in for another long afternoon of tedious arguing...

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"Gosh, that meeting was long!" Milo mumbled as at last the superintendent, a plump bull with twisted horns to match his business practices, announced that they could all go home. The rush to the door creating what appeared to be a mass migration towards the parking garage. To avoid the jumble of bodies, many of which were larger than his happened to be, Milo lingered back a moment longer before he moved to the door, noticing that the brown bear from earlier had stayed back as well, giving the boss a little wave of his large paw before he had turned and looked to the vulpine.

"Hey! Wait up and I'll walk you out!" The bear called, grinning widely at a timid, and now very shy Milo who waited beside the door with wide eyes. Rojono paid no mind to the fox's silence on the matter and hurried to his side all the same. That same wide, inviting smile on his muzzle as he moved in beside the vulpine. Both furs moving forward towards the door at the same time, the door frame forcing the space between them to disappear and the sides of each creature to press to the others side. A rush of warmth reaching up from the spot and spreading out through all of Milo's lean body at the innocent touch and sending a deep blush over the skin of his cheek's beneath his fur.

"So what did you think of that meeting? Pretty boring, huh? I can't believe the graph guy found orange! I thought our company stuck strictly with gray and gray-er" The bear chattered, pausing with his last comment before grimacing just slightly and adding, "Not that gray is a bad color...in fact, it suits some furs really well.." The deep blue eyes of the creature looked down to Milo, who now knew that this wasn't just friendly chatter for no reason, which only intensified his nervousness and his raging blush.

"Anyways, I thought it was boring. I'm glad it's over." The bear concluded, looking down to the still silent Milo who gave him a weak expression, as if to say 'I would have contributed to that conversation if I had the ability.'

Though as silence stepped in between them, the shy vulpine stepped up and offered a comment. "I thought that one guy, Billy? Was gonna burst when he informed us that the paper clips we were using were eco-friendly! Some people get way too into the whole environmentally-friendly thing, like they don't know that is just one big publicity thing for the company..."

The bear was quiet for a long moment but then grinned at the gray vulpine, "I knew you were more opinionated than you let on!" A wide paw moved and rested briefly onto the fox's shoulder and curled around the curve of his collarbone. Within an instant of being there it was then gone again and the bear was moving away, towards an aged vehicle. The edges of the metal body dirtied and rusted. The paint on one door chipped and flaked away. "I'll see you next week, vulpine!" He called behind him, that smile lingering long after his voice faded away.

To himself, the fox softly grumbled, disappointed that he hadn't initiated more with someone who was obviously willing to be a friend, or possibly more? Yet, Milo had let his fear control him yet again. His shyness shouldn't be a factor in this! With a grunt of determination, the lithe fur moved away from his own vehicle and stormed back over towards the bear, knocking onto the glass of the fur's window.

In the several moment it took for the window to creak down into its hideaway, panic tore at the fox's body and threatened to force him back and away, or make some lame joke and run off, but with trembling paws Milo stayed put till at last, the bear leaned over and poked his muzzle and ears towards the fox.

"W-w-w..uh..Would..y--ou like to come over?"

A long moment ticked by, only increasing the steady flow of terror into the fox's veins, replacing his very blood instead with red-hot, freezing-cold liquefied dismay from the amount of time passing. Each millisecond feeling like a century till at last, a smile spread over the bear's broad snout and his head gave a shake. Up and down. Up and down. Affirmative. Positive response. He was saying yes! The little vulpine practically trembled with delight.

"Of course! That'd be awesome! I'll follow you there right now"

With a renewed skip in his step, Milo returned to his car, nervous but excited for this chance. Even if he and Rojono simply went back to his place and watched TV for a few hours, that would be better than going home to an empty house on a Friday night. Though, pulling out of the parking garage and onto the street with the bear's smile lingering in his mind, Milo couldn't help but hope they didn't just watch TV all night.

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Approaching the brick apartment building Milo lived in, both furs were quiet. Both pairs of eyes flickered back and forth from the path in front and the fur walking beside them, an interception of the gazes making Milo glance away quickly, shyly squeaking but not saying a word to the bear.

When at last they reached the thick oak door, with gold numbering gleaming beneath the bright lights of the well-kept hallway, the bear stopped in place. Both heavy footpaws paused right before the door, making the smaller fox slow to a halt with confusion. One ear quirked upwards inquisitively.

Slowly, a large paw moved towards Milo's cheek. The dull claw tips brushing the thin furs of Milo's muzzle and making a serpentine trail through the thicker fur of his cheek till they stopped when Milo's entire chin was cupped against the leathery pads of Rojono's paw. "You don't need to be so nervous around me..." The bear whispered, gruff voice soft and tender as he whispered to the fox. The hallway around them empty and silent.

Milo didn't know how to respond to this at first, both the bear's touch and words catching him off guard and shattering the edges of his comfort zone sending him into a state of inner chaos. However, before the gray bundle of fluff was able to soak himself once more in terrified feelings of rejection and heartache, Rojono once again acted. This time the other paw joined the first, cupping the other side of Milo's face with the same tenderness. Each thumb starting to rub along the short fur of the vulpine's muzzle. This touch instantly calmed the worried fur and Milo seemed to melt with the gentle touch. However melted the soft, searing heat of a blush rushed under his fur and Milo felt every inch of his fur-covered face go a soft shade of pink. "Now why don't we continue inside, hmm?" Rojono guided in that soothing voice, smooth and dark like a type of chocolate.

Milo didn't respond for a long moment. His voice caught within the prison of his throat while his eyes widened substantially. A slow, sinking type of realization washing over him as the bear's gentle touch and soft words were clearer and clearer to the shocked fox. "I-I..uhh.." He stammered, voice waggling out slowly from the chains his throat was throwing over the words, pulling them back in.

Rojono only flashed that toothy, white grin and leaned in further. That two-pawed grip keeping Milo's nervous face from twisting away as two soft lips fell into place over his own. The soft brush of the warm flesh against his own mouth sending a shock of surprise down the vulpine's spine, and then it was over.

However short, the kiss was enough to calm Milo's mind, or maybe rather just dull it to all other thoughts except the soft brush of another fur's lips, a sensation that Milo hadn't felt in much too long. As his mouth opened and lamely, silently shut again, Milo was once again shushed, this time with a plump finger pushed to his lips. "Shhh...take me inside and stop worrying."

To such a simple command, Milo simply responded. One gray paw moving out to push the forgotten door open. The gentle creak of the door accenting the drop of Rojono's paws from Milo's cheeks. The warmth from the bear's large paws disappearing like a blanket that had been yanked away. "In we go then..." The vulpine mumbled softly, moving into the apartment with one over-the-shoulder glance at the brown bear and an absent flick of his fluffy tail.

Rojono returned the look with a wide smile and followed, mumbling lowly "Yes, in we go, furball." To which Milo could only blushed timidly, his tail increasing speed with the shy, nervous energy coursing through his veins. Though, thankfully for the nervous 'furball' the inside of the apartment soon offered a new distraction to move the focus off of the fox. Inside, a soft tan carpet covered the floors. A long, ocean blue runner rug guiding the paws down the small hallway directly in front of the entry way back to the bedrooms. The neutral colors of the flooring was contrasted by a bright, warm yellow on the walls, like the color of fresh blooming poppies in springtime. The cheerful color making the small space of the entryway and conjoined living room seem uplifting in color alone. To the right of the door was the aforementioned living room, with one simple coffee table- covered with a pile of pencils and books with a silver laptop balancing atop the pile- and a burgundy, leather sofa with a plush, cream-colored throw tossed haphazardly over one arm and dropping off onto the floor.

Upon seeing the inviting sofa, Rojono led them that way, taking the stress off the fox to worry about choosing whether to head into the kitchen or the living room. The russles of shoes slipping off and socked paws meeting the carpet filling the quiet air for a moment as the two furs moved towards their end goal the sofa.

Having mentally prepared himself to make conversation, Milo instantly went to speak the moment the two furs settled down onto the smooth warmth of the leather seats, but this was interrupted as those paws once more touched him, this time sliding over the line of his hips. A little whine of surprise slipping from the gray-furred muzzle of the vulpine before those wide blue-gray eyes met Rojono's deep indigo ones. "Don't worry..." The bear instantly whispered. The smooth softness of his voice instantly calming the fox, this time once and for all as he let the concerns and worries housed within his stomach free to flutter out on butterfly wings.

The bear simply smiled for a moment, the sight filling Milo with an alien warmth that stared at the small curved claw of his toes down in his socks and spread upwards through his fur and into his stomach, over his arms and shoulders, and up into his cheeks that flushed with a pink blush beneath his dusty fur. "Worrying his part of my nature. I am a very...nervous fur"

Again, Rojono smiled and slide a paw up along the thin fabric of Milo's work shirt. The smooth fabric allowing only part of the touch to sink through, making it a ticklish ghost of a touch. Little snake trails forming on the fabric and the fur beneath with the weight of Rojono's dull claws against Milo's chest. The small pressure of a paw wandering around the bottom of his shirt instantly sending another shock of shy delight up Milo's spine. The feeling of content, yet wanting pleasure blossoming slightly within the vulpine. "Well, I suppose we will have to move at a pace that disallows any nervousness..." He leaned in a bit closer. His breath danced against Milo's cheek, ruffling the fur. "Are you nervous right now?"

For a moment, Milo pondered this question carefully, taking into account the rush of endorphins to his brain from the heat of the bear's breath and the closeness of his lips once more. The warmth of the bear beside him, touching him, both comforting and arousing. A steady rush of hormone filled blood racing all over his body making every inch of him feel each beat of his fluttering heart. But those lips were still there, still warm, ready for more. After fully taking this into account he shook his head. Side to Side. No. Not nervous.

"Good." The forming of words made his lips curl up and move. Milo's eyes following the movements and his nose crinkled as the wave of the mammal's breath moved over his short face fur again. Ever so slowly, the bear moved his muzzle in beside Milo's shorter one. The two different textures of fur rubbing together for a moment before Rojono's lips found Milo's and the rush of a kiss's warmth filled both males from the tips of their toes on up. Milo's furs feeling as though electricity raced through them and made them jump to attention. Their mouths stayed closed in the kiss, innocent for now while paws began to move and to wander over each other.

One button slid undone between two gleaming black claws and exposed more of the downy gray fur of Milo's chest. A single finger delving into the opened space. The soft pad of one finger rubbing over the stiff place aligned over the rib cage.

The rapid dance of Milo's heart within the bone cage thumping against Rojono's rubbing fingertip for several moments before the exploration continued as a collar flopped sideway and a small paw slid along the curve of Rojono's thick neck. The thrill of feeling another male's fur beneath his paw pouring into Milo as if from a pitcher. A buzz of eagerness making a happy, murring hum fall from his short muzzle. Fur tickled the undersides of paws and caressed the leathery pads. Toes curled in their socks while legs squirmed to move closer to the other.

Slowly, Milo slide his lips apart. An extra wave of warmth leaked into the kiss. Rojono could taste the anticipation in the fox's breath that washed now against his lips until they two parted. The kiss still moved slowly, but with an added tension. Tongues inched cautiously forward until they met each other in a slick passing. The exchange of each other's saliva giving the other the first taste, the first glimpse of what would be coming, what the night could be filled with. Milo was panting already. The puffs of air filling the bear's mouth with a dancing breeze as his tongue guided Milo's smaller one forward, 'Come inside' it beckoned till the two pink dancers twisted together.

When at last the kiss broke, both furs breathed heavily. The paws on each other pausing their explorations in that moment to simple catch up with what had happened .The faint sound of both males breathing against the other's cheek the only sound until Milo lifted his muzzle, dragged it through the lush brown fur of Rojono's cheek to his ear, "More.."

That was permission enough. Carefully, the larger bear moved Milo down. One paw stroking the fox's gray cheek while the other held his back and slid him back onto the sofa till he lay flat and Rojono sat over him, gazing down for a long moment before hunching over the prize. Trails from claws tracing down in Milo's gray fur. The indents making him look rumpled and sweet. The dopey look of shy enjoyment only furthering the impression of innocence.

Then began a new exploration. Rojono started near Milo's ankles. His fingers tickling the socked underside of Milo's paw for a moment, eliciting a breathy giggle from the vulpine. The soft pressure of another paw spreading out over the bottom of the paw as Rojono began a soft massage. A slow, tender warmth spreading out over the pads of the paw and then melting up through the toes till they curled and danced into bear's grasp. Pleased with the little jig of each happy paw one claw hooked into the top of the sock and slow drug it down. The motion making rivers in Milo's fur over the top of his paws. The toes now barred to the world flicking for a moment in idle stretching until a soft, furred nuzzle moved over top of them and Rojono covered the first paw with gentle nuzzling as the other was given a similar undressing. Each touch of the bear's short muzzle fur and the rush of his warm breath against the top of the paw once more making Milo's digits stretch and curl down in pleasure. A soft, breathy coo of enjoyment reaching Rojono's ears.

Next, Rojono moved up, stroking along Milo's clothed legs up both sides till those paws rested heavily on his waist, caressing the exposed fur between shirt and pants. His deeply blue eyes peered down at Milo until the smaller fox shyly puckered his lips at the bear and drew him down for another kiss. A long, silent moment passing between the two as they shared a kiss with still bodies. As the kiss lingered on with little breaths puffing out from black snouts, Rojono let his paws continue, careful fingers loosening and undoing the buttons of Milo's slacks while his tongue caressed the top of the vulpine's mouth, distracting him from his own undressing, guarding him from nervousness till the first gentle touch moved over his bare thigh.

Upon seeing his pants slide off the couch to join his socks, Milo could only flush slightly beneath his dark fur and shyly break the kiss between the two. Rojono only gave him a small smile and licked over the line of his muzzle, nuzzling into him while his paws continued upwards. One claw tugged the last button on his shirt while the other slide the fabric down, gentle maneuvering of the docile fox's body ending with his body bare save for the simple boxers that covered his sheath, swelling idly as the two furs explored.

Now was Milo's turn to do the undressing and he did so with small, quick paws that rushed from button to button while his lips did the same of the bear's fur, coating the expanse of his chest with kisses as his shirt slide off, the curve of his hips with gentle smooches while his pants drug down, and his calf with light, playful pecks as his socks followed. Both furs now peering at each other, their embrace in limbo while both took a moment to stare at the other.

Rojono was the first to break from his trance with a gentle stroke over Milo's ear, a caress over the fox's caged member, and a light kiss against his muzzle. "Are you nervous?" He breathed into Milo's cheek, keeping his paw respectably away from the throbbing bulge ever-growing within Milo's shorts till this question was responded to.

Milo paused, quivering once from the teasing touch that hinted at what he could now have, what touch was within his grasp, and he tried to think and calculate whether this was smart. 'Was he moving too fast? Would he regret this?' Staring up into the rich color of Rojono's eyes and feeling the bear's hot breath swishing against his tall ear, he knew the answer to all these questions was no. His head slowly moved. Side to side. No. Not nervous.

Rojono grinned, moving the smile down and pressing it to Milo's own in a happy kiss. That paw shifting from its waiting position on Milo's thigh to its end destination, cupping the bulge in the fox's boxers. The leathery pads of his paw feeling the fox's racing heart beat as they caressed over the thinly covered shaft of the other male. This teasing exploration interrupted only by the slow movement of another paw against another clothed member, Rojono's.

Milo was much more cautious with his touch, slower and gentler than his counterpart, but eager enough to push against his own nervous barriers. Also, he wasn't satisfied with touching the throbbing shaft over top of the thin fabric of the other furs boxers and instead moved his soft fingers to the band, tugging it before whispering "May I?"

The response was a gruff, lustful huff against his ear, flooding it with tickling air before the bear pushed his lips in a kiss against the fox's and whispered there "of course." Milo returned the kiss, trapping the words between as proof, and tugged the boxers down. The result brought a low moan from the bear and a throbbing, slick member into Milo's small, furry palm.

Rojono gave a huff, now the fox was moving things forward and he needed to do the same. A paw pushed into the fabric cavity of Milo's short and cupped the subtle curve of his asscheek, caressing along the soft fur there and drawing a matching moan from the fox. The sound was light and rather feminine and Rojono couldn't hide the way it made his shaft jump in Milo's paw.

"More please..I trust you..." Milo whispered, his shyness falling away now so far in the moment with the bear. The response was a gentle tug to remove the last article of clothing from the fox, barring his own eager rod. The bear coiling a thick paw around it with a small kiss to the fox's ear. The smell of Milo thick in Rojono's nose as he dragged the black snout through his neck fur, nuzzling in affectionately before nibbling gently at the fox's collar bone.

"Do you want this? All the way?" Rojono huffed. His voice was gruffer, hoarser with arousal, but still held the soft, caring tone that had drew the vulpine in. The throbbing of his thick shaft in Milo's paw exposed any ploys to hide his eagerness. It was plain to both that this was wanted. Milo have a slow nod, and shifted beneath the bear where he still lay to fold his tail out of the way and lift his knees to his chest. The air of the room then dancing against the freshly exposed tailhole of the vulpine.

A smile slide onto Rojono's lips and filled Milo's thoughts as he lifted his muzzle to the bear's and pulled him into another kiss, stealing the smile with his lips. He tasted the bear with his tongue and drew him in till their very breaths were timed together. Their mouths embracing for several long moment, the signature at the bottom of this silent contract, before they broke apart both smiling in a dazed fashion before Rojono moved his head away.

Suddenly, for the unsuspecting fox, a thick, wet tongue touched to his back entrance. The touch flooding all of his body with a intoxicating warmth before a moan slid from his lips as the tongue continued. It writhed there against the pink hole, bathing it in saliva before starting to test the muscles and push them open, preparing the vulpine carefully. A paw crept up slowly, dragging through the fur of Milo's soft thighs till it met found his shaft. The warmth radiating off guiding the bear's paw closer till slowly, the smooth pad of his paw caressed down the fox's length. Each prob forward with his tongue now accompanied by a slow stroke down the inches of the Milo's shaft. Both tongue and paw staying in a slow, synchronized pace till Milo laid back on the couch fully relaxed with every twitch of the tongue buried within him drawing out a ragged, wanting yowl. This was when, at last, Rojono moved away and replaced his tongue with his shaft. The thick tip rubbing to the small hole as Rojono's lips once more found Milo, pulling him into another kiss and connecting them mouth to mouth before his hips jerked forward and brought them together again; groin to rump.

Being filled so suddenly, Milo was shocked for a moment with pain, but then quickly adjusted to pleasure and his noises once more filled the room. The soft huffs of Rojono thrusting, Milo's glee-filled cries, and the thump of their bodies meeting together filling the room as they mated, both lost in each other, oblivious to anything else in the world at the moment. Memories of work, meetings, arguments, nervousness, loneliness; all melted away in the moment as their breathing rapidly, erratically danced together and thrust after thrust Rojono moved closer to filling the smaller fox with his hot seed and Milo's shaft bounced on his stomach madly. The pink flesh of his shaft bright against his gray fur.

As he neared his finish, Rojono pulled his muzzle up to slid it against Milo's, nuzzling idly as his hips bucked harder and harder to the vulpine's upturned rump. The gruff voice of the bear Milo had come to adore once more huffing breathlessly into his triangular ear, "Are you nervous?"

Milo paused, considered this, tensed, writhed, and moaned. His head slowly moved side to side. No. Not Nervous. And they came, both members jumping as if together and spurting nearly in unison. The gush of hot seed into his rump giving Milo's orgasm a turbo boost that sent white splatter up onto the bear. They both moaned, cried together, and stayed not nervous.