Lightning Storm
A/N: Sorry about the delay on this one. I meant to put it up sooner, but I've been busy with school and such. It feels somewhat rushed, and I don't think it's very good, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Oh, and constructive critism if you please. ~OC
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"Love is a triumph of imagination over intelligence."
-- H.L. Menken
"We have too many high-sounding words, and too few actions to correspond with them."
-- Abigail Adams
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The sky was completely covered by ominous looking black clouds, lightning forking brightly and frequently, illuminating the landscape, the individual flashes making it look like the sun was out, followed closely by deep rumbles of thunder that felt like they were shaking the earth. Rain was pounding heavily on the roof of the small one-story house, and the strong winds made it groan on it's foundation. Both house and storm were located on a plain in high-elevation eastern Oregon, about 30 miles away from the border to Idaho. A small dirt road, currently being churned to mud by the torrential rain, ran from the house to the highway, about two miles long.
Inside the house, hunkered down against the storm in front of a blazing fire, was a coyote. The power was out because of the storm, so the fire was the only source of warmth and light at the moment. He was sitting in an easy chair reading "Watchers", by Dean Koontz, shutting out the noise outside and relishing the warmth from the fireplace. He wasn't worried about the storm, for the house may have been small, but it had been sturdily built. What he was worried about was being alone. It was just so damned inconvenient sometimes, being this far out in the plains, the nearest town being Adrian, some distance away, so he rarely had anybody to talk to, with the exception of his nearest neighbor, but he was a couple miles away on his own property.
The coyotes name was Jake, he was twenty-four, stood about 6'2", and wore glasses, which were folded on the arm of the chair, over his green eyes. He wore his headfur long, down between his shoulder blades, and he often had it tied back in a ponytail, though it wasn't now. Everything else about him was rather average, boring even.
He closed his book with a sigh, unfolded his glasses and slid them onto his muzzle, and stared into the fire, watching the flames flicker and dance. It was just after ten at night according to his watch. He was so bored right now. He couldn't even go for a walk around his property as he frequently did, loving the scenery and the usually dry warm climate.
Judging that the fire needed more wood, he stood up and walked over to the box next to the fireplace, but found that it was empty. With a grumble, he picked it up and walked to the door, grabbing his coat as he went by, shrugged it on, and stepped out onto the front porch.
It was colder than he thought outside, and he shivered dispite the warm coat. With another sigh, he walked around the perimeter of the house to the woodshed, where he filled the box. As he was walking back to the door, lightning flashed again, and he happened to look out at the road and see a figure steadily trudging toward the house, holding a flashlight.
Jake frowned. Why would someone be out in a storm like this, and in the middle of nowhere as well? He mentally shrugged and shouted to the figure. He heard the figure holler back, and the bobbing of the flashlight grew faster as whoever it was began running toward the house.
At last they reached him, and they stepped onto the porch and the into the light cast off through the front windows. There they reveiled themself to be a male ferret, wrapped in a thin sport coat and completely soaked. He stood there for a moment, catching his breath, then said, with a slight grin, "Hell of a storm, huh?"
Jake grinned back and said "Wanna come inside?"
The ferret nodded, and Jake opened the door, let the ferret inside, followed behind him, and shut the door against the storm. He walked over to the fire place, set the wood box down, and fed a few more pieces to the fire. He then offered his chair to the ferret, who accepted, after shrugging out of his coat, which Jake hung over a chair he dragged from the kitchen table, to dry.
"So," Jake said, "what's got you wandering around at night in the middle of nowhere?"
The ferret chuckled. "Well, I was on my way home to Vale, but my piece of crap car broke down on the highway. I saw your driveway and thought I might be able to call a tow truck. Name's Ein by the way."
"I'm Jake. Sorry, but the power's out at the moment. I guess you could stay here 'till morning if you like." replied Jake.
"Doesn't look like I have much choice, does it?" Indeed, the rain was pouring down harder, the wind had picked up, and lighning was flashing more frequently now.
"No, not really." said Jake as he walked over and sat on the nearby couch.
They sat in companionable silence for a while, listening to the drumming of the rain on the roof. Jake slyly looked the ferret over. He had sleek fur with the usual marking. The black fur of his mask and paws transitioned crisply to the light brown of the rest of his trim, attractive body. His black eyes glittered in the firelight, deep and full of vitality.
Ein turned to him and Jake quickly looked away.
"Hey, is it okay if I smoke in here?" The ferret asked, and Jake nodded, and went to fetch an ash tray from the kitchen. Ein pulled a rumpled pack of Camels and a lighter out of his pocket and lit up, pulling deeply on the cigarette. He then offered the pack to Jake, who accepted, taking both a cigarette and the lighter, applying the tip of the former to the flame produced by the latter.
Smoking was a habit Jake seldom indulged in, but he enjoyed it when he did. He took a drag, relishing the burn of the tobacco smoke in his throat, then exhaled the bluish-grey smoke, sighing contentedly, settling back into the couch after returning the lighter to Ein.
Once again they lapsed into silence, with Jake eyeing the ferret. There was no doubt that the coyote found Ein attractive. Jake himself was bisexual, but he had no idea what Ein's orientation was, and it would be rather awkward if Jake were to ask him outright, to say the least.
After a bit, began talking about themselves, getting to know each other better. Jake was glad to have someone to talk to again. Ein told him that he was thinking about moving out of his house in Vale, which he was just renting. "I haven't found anything yet though. Everything in the area is either too big or too expensive. I'd like to find something like what you've got here."
"I hade this house built specifically for me, and it wasn't even that expensive to have done. Didn't take that long either. It's a good area, not that many people, though it can get a little lonely sometimes." Jake said, dropping a vague hint.
Ein nodded, not picking up on what Jake had said, or ignoring it. "So what do you do for a living?"
"I'm unemployed. Have been since I moved out of my parent's place."
"So how'd you pay for this property?"
Jake grinned. "Won the lottery."
Ein's eyes widened slightly. "Seriously?"
"Yeah"
"How much?"
"Fifty mil."
"Jesus." Ein said, matter-of-factly.
Jake nodded, still grinning.
At last, Jake yawned, stubbing out his cigarette in the ash tray, Ein following suit. Jake checked his watch. 12:30, and the storm didn't seem like it would be letting up any time soon.
"I think it's time to . . . head off to bed." said Jake, yawning in the middle of the sentence. Ein nodded his agreement.
"I guess you can sleep out here on the couch. You can borrow some of my clothes to sleep in." Jake told the ferret.
"Sounds good."
The coyote went down the hall to his room, using the wall as a guide, were he rummaged through his closet and dresser before returning to Ein carrying a pillow and blanket, a T-shirt, and a pair of shorts.
"Bathroom's down the hall on the right. You can change there, though you'll have to do it in the dark." Ein nodded, and Jake turned and went to his bedroom, where he changed, guided only by touch and memory, into his normal sleeping attire, a T-shirt and boxers, before laying down on his bed.
His thoughts almost immedietly centeered themselves on Ein, currently undressing in the bathroom across the hall. He saw him in his mind's eye, the curves of his slight body, his short tail moving slightly to the side giving a glimpse of his tight tailhole.
Jake blushed unconciously as his maleness stirred in his boxers, the tip peeking through the top of his sheathe. He slid his paw beneath the fabric and let out a sigh of satisfaction as he stroked himself before being interuptted by a hesitant knock at his door.
He hastily pulled his paw from his boxers before getting up and wrapping himself in a robe that was hung on the post at the corner of the bed. He walked over to the door and opened it.
Ein stood there in Jake's clothes, looking somewhat embarassed now.
"What's up?" Jake asked.
"I . . . uh . . . wanted to thank you for letting me spend the night here." Ein said.
"Hey, it's no problem. I couldn't have left you out in the rain, could I?"
Ein smiled. "Still, thanks." He said, and walked back down the hall.
Jake grinned to himself, shaking his head, closing the door and getting back into bed, where he quickly fell asleep.
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He awoke several hours later, a little confused. A weak, watery light came in through his window. It was morning, and it seemed that the storm had blown itself out, though the power hadn't been turned back on. From the other side of the room, he heard a heard the soft creak of a floorboard, and he looked around and saw Ein standing there, softly closing the bedroom door behind him.
"Ein?"
The ferret said nothing, slowly walking over to were Jake lay.
Jake looked up at him quizically.
That was when Ein bent down and kissed Jake full on the muzzle.
Jake's eyes widened with surprise, but he didn't push Ein away, and when Ein, feeling no resistance, slipped his tounge in, Jake closed his eyes and returned the kiss, murring softly as he did so.
Ein shifted himself so that he straddled Jake, deepening the kiss as he went. He slipped his paws up underneath Jake's shirt, running fingers over taut muscle, before pulling the resricting clothing up over Jake's head.
He paused for a moment, admiring Jake's body, a small smile playing across his lips, and Jake couldn't help but smile in return when Ein pulled off his own shirt.
Ein had a lithe, athletic body, which was to be expected, considering his species, and Jake couldn't take his eyes off him.
Ein chuckled. "See something you like?" He asked with a wink.
Jake chuckled as well and pulled Ein, who went willingly enough, down and began kissing his neck. Ein murred softly as he slowly pulled down Jake's boxers, freeing his straining cock, and Jake kicked them off onto the floor.
Freeing himself from Jake's embrace, Ein moved down his body to his throbbing maleness, looking back up to Jake, asking silent permission. Jake gave it, and Ein wrapped his muzzle around that piece of flesh, enveloping it in wet warmth.
Jake let out a sigh, closing his eyes as Ein's tounge traced along his maleness, circling the tip before moving down the shaft.
When Ein began to bob his head slowly, Jake let out a moan. It had been so long since he had been with someone, and he'd almost forgot what it felt like. He knew he wouldn't last long if Ein continued his ministrations.
Soon, his knot began to swell, and the ferret grasped it gently with his paw, sqeezing slightly. Jake let out a fresh moan as the pleasure began to build, making his head swim as he approached his orgasm.
Ein knew this, and began to bob his head faster, sqeezing Jake's knot a little harder, being rewarded with a squirt of precum on his tounge.
Jake was euphoric. His paws gripped the bedsheets, his back arching as waves of pleasure rippled up and down his spine, starbursts exploding behind his clenched eyes.
Then, quite suddenly, he came, howling lowly, into Ein's muzzle. Jet after jet of warm semen shot over Ein's tounge, coating the inside of his muzzle, and he happily drank it down.
Jake's mind went blank, and he lay there, eyes closed, breathing deeply as Ein finished his clean-up. When he was done, he climbed up next to Jake, who unconciously put an arm around him. They lay like that for a while, enjoying the closeness provided by the other, until Jake spoke, half opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling.
"Why did you do it?" He asked softly.
Ein shrugged. "I thought you were cute, and I saw the way you were looking at me last night." He paused a moment. "Well, maybe that's not quite right. From the way you talked, I could tell you were really lonely out here by yourself. I guess I kinda felt sorry for you."
Jake looked over at the ferret when he said this. There was a strange look in Ein's eyes. Jake kissed him, softly and sweetly, then broke it, looking into Ein's eyes again.
"I don't think I ever really realized just how lonely I was until now. It's like I found a part of me that I had lost, in you." He said quietly.
Ein smiled, his black eyes lighting up, and nuzzled against Jake, who wrapped his arms around him in a warm embrace.
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Several hours later, around noon. The cloud cover that had remained after the storm broke, letting the summer sun shine with it's full intensity over the gently sloping hills sparsely dotted with small stands of lodgepole pine. The air had warmed up considerably. Quiet had blanketed everything, broken only by the soft soughing of the wind and chirruping of grasshoppers and other insects, as well of the distant sound of cars passing on the highway. Though the ground was still wet, but the slightly bitter smell of the alkalie dust hung in the air, accented by the scent of pine.
Jake and Ein stood on the crest of a hill not to far from the house, holding paws, enjoying the veiw and eachother's company.