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He needed to get to sleep, but thus far Robin had been unable to even sit still. The fox let out a little growl and stalked around, bushy tail lashing behind him. Pacing around, the vulpine leaned over to look in a pool of water, catching his reflection thanks to the full moon. "Well, Robin Hood, what would the others say if they saw you this worked up before a shoot, eh? Best archer in the land unable to catch even a little shut eye." He put his hands on his hips and arched his back. "Disrespectful! They'd shout to the heavens. Shameful!" Turning, he strutted along the edge of the pool. "Why look at that, the great Robin Hood can barely stay awake at the line. How ever will he hit the target when his eyes are drooping so?"

He stopped a moment and rubbed his fingers through his face. If only he could get his mind to stop racing through circles. Namely, how would he get into the contest in secret? If he dared to show his face in the castle, then it wouldn't be too long before he found himself to be much shorter. And if he didn't show. Well, he didn't want to think of what would happen then.

"Robin." The fox spun towards the voice, eyes darting this way and that. "Oh Robin, dear." Brush rustled and a figure ghosted out of the brush. His breath caught in his throat for a moment as a veiled figurine in a very familiar dress approached him.

Eagerly, the male bounded towards the figure, "Marian!" Robin only made it halfway to the lady before stopping suddenly. He let out a little growl and stepped back, ears dropping as his hand reached for his sword. "Who are you?" Eyes narrowed as he looked over the figure. That was one of Marian's dresses alright, hard to mistake that craftsmanship. But where it would flow smoothly on his beloved vixen, the fabric seemed tight in several areas. The imposter stopped dead in their tracks, quickly trying to come up with an excuse. Before one could be concocted, the wind shifted just a bit and brought a familiar scent to the fox's nose. His sword hissed from its sheath as he stepped forward. The person reeled back a half-step before freezing up as the blade whipped through the air. Moonlight shimmered along the blade as Robin gently lifted the veil and peered under it. "Might I ask what you are doing out here, wearing such a lovely gown, my good man?" he asked as he sheathed his blade.

Lone swallowed as the veil was flicked back over his head, the wolf's ears laying flat against his scalp. "Well, you see." Looking down, he fidgeted, fingers twining around each other as he shuffled. "I had thought that with such a big tourney coming up that maybe you would need to relax, and I had hoped that..." He felt his ears burning as he avoided looking right at the fox.

Meanwhile, Robin was doing his best to keep the smile off his face as the wolf stammered and shifted from one explanation to another. He knew that the wolf had a crush on him. Obvious really, at least to the dashingly clever fox. Didn't hurt that Little John had over heard the lupine mumbling some rather interesting things in his sleep. Still, he couldn't let such an opportunity pass by without having some merriment. Crossing his arms, he put on his best disapproving face. "Had thought what, hmm? That thieving one of Marian's fine garments and approaching me alone in the forest so late at night would prompt me to treat you as if you were my dear, beloved vixen?" He stepped forward, Lone immediately backing up a step. "A lady whose beauty is without compare. Whose very image haunts my sleep at night, leaving me eagerly anticipating any moment where I get to glimpse her loveliness?"

The wolf was backing up faster now as the fox advanced on him. He felt tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, and wanted nothing more than to turn and run into the woods. Perhaps the only thing that stopped him was the tree he backed into. Robin bounded the last few feet, hand planting itself onto the trunk right next to Lone's head. He tried to turn away, but Robin caught his chin and turned his muzzle around. The fox's features melted to a soft smile, the affection in his eyes catching Lone off guard. Robin leaned in and whispered, "My dear Marian, how ever will I thank you for coming out to Sherwood to wish me luck in the contest on the morrow?"

Oh God, it was really happening! This was really going to happen! He swallowed around the lump in his throat and offered a trembling smile. "No thanks are needed. I merely wished to..." he swallowed again, ears still pinned flat against his skull.

"Have you come to help ease my tensions?" Lone nodded, eyes going wide as he swallowed. Robin's fingers brushed over his cheek. "What a lucky todd I am to have a vixen such as yourself." He leaned in and kissed, locking muzzles with the wolf. Lone's eyes rolled back in his head as he voiced a moan, feeling his sheath stiffening instantly as the fox's tongue darted into his mouth. It took a moment before he started to return the attention, his own tongue sliding across the fox's.

Robin wasn't going to give him long to get used to it though. He broke the kiss, leaving Lone panting as he laid back against the tree. The fox took a step back and gave a cocky grin as he braced his hands on his hips. "Would the Lady like to see what her lover has been holding in reserve for her?"

Jaws audibly snapped shut as Lone's gaze dropped to the male's lap. He licked at his lips and moved forward, adjusting the dress as he knelt in front of the vulpine. "With pleasure." Lone's hands slipped under Robin's tunic and grabbed the top of his tights, which were colored to match his lovely auburn pelt, and pulled them down. Robin only stepped away when the tights reached his ankles. The fox leaned his back against another tree, giving the wolf full access to his privates. With trembling hands, Lone pushed the tunic up enough to reveal the male's semi-erect length. He moaned softly as the male's musk tickled his nose. Leaning in, he nuzzled at the plump sheath before turning his attention up to the peeking spear. His hand shook as he gently pushed the sheath back, exposing the full length.

Robin shivered as the crisp night air washed over his length. Before it could chill him too much, the sweet wolf's eager mouth wrapped around his length. The todd arched and voiced a low murr, ears perking up as the muzzle bumped against his sheath. Reaching down, he ran his hands over the wolf's head as he shifted his feet, kicking his tights off into the woods. Fur bristled for a second as the tongue bathed over his length, swirling around his chiseled tip. "Oh Marian! Where did a Lady such as yourself learn that?" He looked down at his partner, smiling at Lone's rather cute blush. The todd rolled his hips against the eager muzzle, matching the wolf's slow bobs. Gentle pushes encouraged the wolf to pick up the pace. Robin was no stranger to some erotic exercise, unlike his partner. It was easy enough to judge from the wolf's actions that this was likely the first time he'd ever had a male inside of his mouth. Robin bit his lip and shivered with a moan. Although what he lacked in experience, the cross-dressing lupine was certainly making up for it with eagerness. Didn't take too long before his knot was swelling up. And Lone, naughty wolf that he was, trapped the bulge just behind his teeth and pulled at it.

Lone kept his gaze upwards, watching the fox's face as he worked over the cock. The flavor wasn't what he was expecting. Not unpleasant, but certainly different. Then there was that precum, a bit sweeter than his own, but the mere fact that it was Robin's made it more desirable to him. When that knot made its appearance, he gently caught it with his teeth, pulling at it the same way he pulled his own with his fingers. Robin arched up and let out a short yap as his length expanded in Lone's mouth. The wolf eagerly shoved his head forward, swallowing against the length right as the fox began to cum.

The fox shuddered as his cock throbbed, knot trapped in that eager mouth. Reaching down, he pried Lone's mouth off his length. The wolf voiced a whine, but sat back, out of range as the length twitched and spurted into the air. "Ah, what a lovely beginning you gave me, Marian. What type of gentleman would I be if I didn't reciprocate?"

Lone's ears stood straight up, "You mean..."

Robin grinned and waved a hand at him, "I do, now if you would allow me the pleasure?" Scrambling to his feet, the wolf happily let the fox swap positions with him. His ears were burning as they went back to hide in his hair, watching his idol kneel in front of him. The todd smiled as he gathered up the lad's skirts and pushed them higher, letting out a whistle when he found the male's bare thighs. "Oh Marian, my lovely. Coming all this way without any covering down here. Such a naughty Lady fox you are." Lone bit his lip and squirmed as the dress came up higher, revealing his achingly hard member.

The sly fox grinned at the hard erection, leaning in to tickle it with his whiskers. Oh what a lovely sight it was. The mere act of giving him head had gotten the wolf erect to the point of his knot swelling. Leaning in, he sniffed at the length curiously before licking at it. The cock was musky and had a nice, strong flavor. Nothing near Little John's of course, but still very nice. Although with a little coaching... He grinned, head hidden under the dress as he reached up to stroke the length. Yes, with a little coaching he could turn this wolf into a lovely vixen he could play when Marian wasn't in the mood. That was something for later. Right now, he had another task staring him down.

Curling his fingers around the cock, he happily popped it into his mouth, just barely grazing his teeth over the surface as he pushed his head down. Overhead, the wolf gasped and jerked his hips forward. Robin smiled around the cock and pushed his shorter muzzle down the length, feeling it nudge against his throat as he curled his fingers around the knot and squeezed. The wolf's moan turned into a low howl, hips twitching madly as he tried to alternately thrust and hold back. He wasn't going to let up though. Pulling and squeezing the knot, he felt the tip sliding down into his throat. The fox pursed his lips around the length and swallowed deeply as his other hand came up to massage those heavy balls. Lone's howl cracked into a strangled cry as he erupted, pumping his seed right down Robin's throat. Murring around him, the fox swallowed down the seed, tongue bathing the length as he kept pulling on the knot.

Lone's head rolled against the tree, tongue hanging from his mouth as he panted. The entire world felt like it was swaying around him as the fox worked over his cock. Never before in his life had he came that hard or that quickly. He could only hang on for the ride as Robin kept slurping around him, head moving up and down even as he played with the wolf's knot. One could only guess at how long he stood there, trembling like a leaf as the fox drew every drop out of his aching balls.

Despite going down on him for several minutes, Robin pulled away all too quickly. Lone voiced a displeased whine, looking down as the fox slipped out from under those skirts, licking his lips with a sated grin. "I am glad that my Lady enjoyed herself. However, I do believe it is time that we consummate our feelings for one another." Lone's brain refused to even form words, he could barely even nod. The fox's gentle hands guided him into position. The wolf grabbed onto the tree as if it were the only stable thing in the world. Robin licked his chops as he pulled the wolf's hips back, bunching those skirts up again to reveal the male's bare rear. Lone's tail was already arched upwards, revealing his pucker. "Oh my Lady," he moaned, reaching down to press his tip against the wolf's rear. "Forgive my weakness, but I can wait no longer."

Lone groaned, nails biting into the tree as Robin quickly plunged into his rear. His cock, which had been starting to soften, immediately leapt back to full attention as his ass was spread open. Arching into the male, he let his tongue hang from his mouth as he moaned, "Oh, Robin!"

The fox leaned forward and kissed his neck, "Oh Marian, so tight and beautiful." The kiss turned into a playful bite as he started his thrusts. His motions were hardly the rough, brutal thrusts that some males used. They were fast, his hips barely brushing against Lone's presented rear. Using hands and hips, he adjusted his angle just so, stabbing his length into the male's prostate. Eyes widened at that new sensation, feeling the discomfort of the penetration fading quickly as an overwhelming pleasure quickly took its place. Pushing his hips back, he huffed as he felt the silken fabric of the gown brush against his swollen length. His panting began to build into short, grunting howls as he shoved himself back, wanting everything that the sexy fox had to give him.

Leaning forward, Robin gave the wolf's scruff a bite. He was grinning from ear to ear as the wolf tried to say something under him, but was interrupted into needy moans and huffs. Snaking a hand down, he grabbed the wolf's cock, pumping over the slick length as he pounded the male quickly. Robin pushed tight against Lone, his other hand joining the first. Using his forearms, he pulled the wolf against him as he hammered the male with short thrusts, knot swelling inside of the male's backside. His fingers pulled hard at the wolf's knot, other hand pumping rapidly up and down the length.

The world exploded around Lone as he arched, voicing a lusty howl that echoed deep into the forest. His cock jumped in the male's grasp, seed staining the dress as his rear clamped down around the invading knot. With something to grab onto, his climax was far stronger, and Robin's motions were only pushing his pleasure higher and higher. The fox's knot throbbed against his prostate, getting larger with each beat of the male's heart. The jaws closed around his scruff again, muffling the thief's cries as he began to pump the wolf full of his cream. Eyes rolled back as Lone slumped against the tree, unable to even support himself at the moment.

Robin huffed and pulled away, chuckling to himself when he saw that the wolf had passed out. His jaws stretched into a wide yawn, ending with a snap. Giving the male's neck another kiss, he did his best to guide the larger lupine down to the ground. Lone mumbled something and curled back against him, pressing into Robin's lap. Smiling, the fox let his fingers trail over the wolf's hide as his eyes closed. "Oo De Lally," he mumbled as he felt sleep finally approaching.

The next morning, Lone woke up feeling very stiff and sore. At least part of the reason was due to him laying on some very knobbly tree roots. The other part... well, just thinking about it made him blush. He blinked and stretched, rolling his body to look up at the gray light of dawn.

The tourney!

Sitting up quickly, the wolf looked around for Robin, but the fox was gone. The only sign of his presence was a note tucked into the bodice of Lone's purloined dress. He nearly ripped it when he pulled the scrap of paper out and read over it.

"My dearest "Marian."

There is no way I can thank you enough for such a wonderful evening. Not only did I awake feeling refreshed, but I also have an idea of how to enter the Tourney. I will repay my debt to you very soon.

Yours Truly, Robin."

Blushing hotly, the wolf gingerly stood up and limped, he'd had a rock jabbing his hip, over to where he had changed his clothes the evening before. Carefully, he slipped the dress off, and even more carefully folded it up. However, before he could put it away into his pack, the wolf buried his nose into the wolfs and breathed deeply. The fabric still smelled of the he and the fox, their lusts having mingled on the fabric. This would be his treasure, a prize that not even the King would pry from his fingers.