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The sound of the bell over the door rang clearly with a fast jingling when the corner of the door bumped it. The clear ringing drew the usual attention from the diner patrons, even as it rang back when the wooden, glass filled door, passed back by it in order to shut. Those that had turned to look, customers, waitresses, even the chef in the back turned back to their duties and business, only looking more out of instinct than to believe that this white furred vulpine was ever going to be any form of a real threat to them. Skie didn't come into this place often, he didn't usually enter these kinds of smaller establishments, but given that everywhere he'd turned to recently he'd found his rival arriving as well. Skie felt it was a better plan to go somewhere he didn't usually go, a place that was just off the roads enough that a person had to go looking to find it, and this diner was the perfect place to do just that. A nice hidden away location that even the white fox with blue highlights was able to escape to in order to avoid unwanted attention.

Those that turned to look at him nearly immediately turned back to their food and service, the waitress lifting her freshly brewed coffee pot in order to take herself easily around her hip high bar lined with stools. A few of the patrons sitting there would be able to hear the sound of their mugs being refilled by the golden haired lamb. Her soft blue eyes occassionally lifting up in order to look at the vulpine who was still standing in the doorway. His own blue eyes turning to look easily around this place, stepping inward more and turning to find himself a booth. The careful steps Skie would take would be to make sure that he didn't step on anyone's tail, or boots. The last thing that the fox needed was some kind of brawl to break out in this place all because of him. The fox liked this place, he'd been here a few times he was planning on being permitted to come back again someday. It was those same careful steps that would drift the vulpine across the floor, those blue eyes looking to each person that he passed by.

A hand even lifting to pull a few blue strands of hair from the path of his eyesight until that scanning blue gaze narrowed on the sight of something he was drastically pushing not to have to see here. The image of black fur tipped with glowing orange highlights, only forced those white teeth to gind against one another, the sound of his snarls working to remind stifled while the white fox came to a complete stop at the foot of the dark vulpine's booth. White hands touching down on the table, trying not to slam them down because he didn't want the attention, but he could feel the anger building up, the fact that everywhere he went this pup seemed to follow, or be there already. Even in this secret hiding place it seemed that he wasn't going to be able to escape him and it left Skie wanting to see the dark fox gone. What he wouldn't give to just flip this table now and drag Citrus out by his ear to throw him onto the ground of the parking lot, but it wasn't his place to do something like that. The white fox didn't want to take the chance that someone might think of this vulpine as the aggressor and try to play hero to the dark pest. So instead he'd move to slide into the seat across from the black furred creature, watching those orange glowing eyes with his own cool blue gaze.

The curious softness of the black fox's eyes easily rolled into a far more stern look as the white vulpine descended into the seat on the other side of his table. Citrus liked this diner, it was one of his regular go to spots. He found the people that regularly came in here to be more down to earth, and "home grown" than your normal person, but the best thing about it was that there was never a white fox that came in trying to constantly ruin things for him. In the last few weaks he managed to fight this jerk in a backstreet, allow himself to get run out of his favorite gym because of the white big-mouth, and then got attacked on a film set by him while everyone just stood around and filmed it. Needless to say that this dark furred fox didn't have the most pleasant of opinions regarding this white asshole that seemed to keep showing up everywhere he went. The breath of a sigh flowing from his lips when he realized that even in his special hiding place the black vulpine was going to have to deal with this intruder on his personal space. He had to wonder how this was going to progress, which route it would take, and how many people would be throwing him out of the diner when the worst of those situations instantly due to it being the only route they ever seemed to manage to take.

The easy smirk rolled over the white lips, "So how is my pet doing?" It would be far too easy to simply insult the little pup until he was pushed to simply leaving, no the pale vulpine had a much for enjoyable method than this. With that expression locked clearly on the face of the white vulpine he'd work on trying to remind Citrus of the things that he'd already been willing to do to him instead of finding a violent way to resolve thing. It was now a contest to see which of them would throw that first strike.

Being called a pet didn't sit well with the large rumped black fox, he'd adjust himself uneasily in his seat, the bandage rubbing against the wound that still hadn't yet healed entirely. "That hot iron hurt like shit, you bastard." The narrowed gaze quickly focused on he white fox remembering the agonizing pain of having a brand burned into his back right above his tail base with the word "Skyline"

"Language!" Came the feminine call from behind the counter, eyes turning towards these two and forcing them both to quiet up a bit.

Skie turned his head back to the black fox once again, not minding the glances from these people he didn't know. His elbows moving to rest easily onto the table, fingers interlacing with one another and the knuckles brought right up against his lips as he spoke through his own hands in a soft tone just for Citrus's ears, "Yeah, Halloween, if you have to keep you keep your works G-Rated in a place like this. Otherwise I might have to bend you over a table... again." Skie chuckled, clearly giving the dark vulpine a new nickname based on his orange and black color scheme. The pale fox sporting a very dark grin on his lips, clearly his statement wasn't finished yet. "Then again, you really liked it last time."

Black hands pressed against the top of the table, the orange fingernails easily scratching at it. He liked this place, he wasn't going to get himself kicked out of it, but this white asshole wasn't going to let up. He could just walk away, but then he'd never hear the end of it. No, Citrus needed to make a stand here, he needed to put this vulpine in his place, he needed to press his knuckles against that pretty face and see the white dog drop. The back fox wasn't about to forget what happened in that filming room, he wasn't about to forget the loudmouthed white fox from taking charge like that and getting him in trouble with his favorite gym, and he absolutely wasn't going to forget that back alley brawl that they gave one another some time ago, but Citrus had won that fight and he was about to win this one as well.

As Citrus stood up the white fox would raise with him, moving his blue highlights out of his line of sight in order to match those pair of orange narrowed eyes with his own. Skie had been wanting this, another crack at him, and with the beating the white vulpine took last time he actually fought him. The porn scene had shown him that this white creature was able handle his own, but he wanted more. He wanted to lay a smack down on the black fox, he wanted to pay him back every single blow he'd taken, and he wanted to make sure that Citrus was in the same condition he was left in a while back from this little bastard. With the black fox finally getting himself ready to fight Skie would be followed in standing up, the bright smirk that rolled over the white vulpine's lips allowed the dark fox to see that he was giving him exactly what he wanted, but didn't care. This had gone on for far too long and it was time to end it, it was time to finally show this little white bitch exactly what happens when you push a glow fox too far.

With a twenty placed on the table to cover his bill he'd move towards the back of the building, towards the bathroom areas, but also towards one of the many exits in this place. The symbol of a male and female sitting on two separate doors were completely ignored by the two as they turned the corner away from those rooms and pushed the door open to permit the bright light of the sun to wash over this hallway. Citrus had to hesitate for a second, his hand lifting up towards his eyes in order to block the sudden light while his eyes adjusted to it, but only stopped for a second due to a hard shove by the white fox behind him. Normally a person would simply tumble from that, be left rolling on the ground, but where the glow fox had known Skie for so long he near expected such an aggressive action take place and instead caught himself with a stumble that allowed the dark vulpine to stay on his feet. An angered look rolled back to Skie at the shove, but only to meet that same toothy grin that usually looked out at him that carried him out the same doors echoing a soft latching behind him when it closed.

The location was obvious, the two had stepped out into another alleyway which would bring this little struggle of theirs to a full circle. Buildings rising up on either side of them, even the diner seemed to be much taller from the back side and with garbage set out in a dumpster, even another manhole like before, but all of that seemed irrelevant as the two looked over one another, stepping to the side and giving themselves space from the obstacles and items about, not willing to make the same mistakes they did the last time and use all of those items unless the other was willing to do so first. Silently they both agreed that this fight would be none of what it was last time, it wasn't going to be hitting people with manhole covers, or throwing people into trashcans only to be attacked by a cat in return. The two agreed without even exchanging a single word with one another that they would fight using just themselves. Skie already knew this would give Citrus a clear advantage, but he wasn't spending the past month doing nothing. The white fox had been learning how to fight correctly, and while he was years away from being a professional fighter like his black counterpart, he was more than close enough to handling himself in an area like this with nothing more than his hands and wits. In order to prove this the white vulpine would have to make the first strike, and land it.

Skie moved in quickly, his feet kicking against the ground in order to launch himself at the black fox. A white knuckled hand pulling back easily to the pale fox's side with him launching his fist forward in a fast and hard strike. The blow sailing through the air in order to feel the back of the black wrist of the blocking arm that pushed the strike out of harm's way. His movement permitting the now open white fox to land on his feet while the free hand from the glow fox would make a fast strike of his own sinking his fist straight into Skie's stomach. A hard cough would get the white vulpine stumbling away, refusing to fall from the hard blow he'd just taken. His body refusing to collapse into the ground from the pain, but instead keeping those feet under him so that he could grip the hurt abs and turn himself easily towards Citrus, watching the dark vulpine and lifting a guard. Skie wasn't going to go down like last time, he wasn't going to let himself get knocked out here again. He was going to stand tall and he was going to see to it that Citrus was on the one on the ground at the end of this fight this time.

The black fox wasn't going to be slacking off at all, with his last strike landing and Citrus was ready to throw another in order to follow up. A lifting of his leg would lead him easily towards a strong and fast kick aimed directly at the white fox's side, and with his foot sinking into the soft fur of Skie's body a black smile rolled over Citrus's lips. Most fighting techniques usually come in threes and that final blow launched downward, aiming to try and connect the dark knuckles straight against that white vulpine face, those blue eyes narrowed with a fast lift of his hand and his fingers wrapping around the black fist. Skie had taken two blows to get to this point. His side still stinging with the feeling of that kick that had landed. As he held Citrus's hand tightly in his own grip that free hand moved in fast, not looking to connect a strike to the dark face, but instead wrap his fingers around the back of the head. Pulling at him, yanking on him, and aiming to lift his knee hard into the stomach of the black fox. An audible growl from those white lips reaching straight from his mouth into the fox's ear before he'd release the grip on the dark hand and make a fast and clear strike straight into the side of Citrus's head forcing him down into the concrete of the alleyway.

The black fox felt himself collide with the concrete, his hands coming down to help stop his face from impacting the ground. The stinging to the side of his head making him wince, but not pulling him from this fight yet. He knew if he stayed down here he'd be in trouble no matter what their difference in fighting skill was, he also knew that Skie wasn't going to just wait around and let him get up. With his body coming in contact with the pavement he'd quickly roll himself, aiming for a fast and hard kick outward, connecting his leg right against the ankles of the white vulpine. Skie could feel this sudden movement collide a leg against his own, forcing him those blue soled feet out from under him and forcing the pale fox down onto his side, the rough stone ground hitting him like a club before the white vulpine moved to roll away from his opponent. Skie was trying to pick himself up, get back on his feet, but Citrus had other plans and with a quick spring forward he'd impact a shoulder straight into the arctic fox's stomach in order to get him back down in the alley. A lift of those black knuckles and he'd swing them down over and over again, aiming for a fast and hard strike towards the white face. The pale vulpine's head jerking from one side to the next as blow after gravity weighted blow rained down against his perfect features. It wasn't until a hand raised to catch the elbow of a dropping blow that the white fox would roll the dark vulpine over, aiming to place him on his back with his legs straddling that waist.

The black fox was strong and already Skie could feel him trying to push back to get them back into the position they were in before. The blue highlighted vulpine could only do one thing, at least it was the only thing that he could think of, and scooting himself up the length of Citrus's body he'd move to press his shins down against the dark fox's shoulders. The movement to suddenly lift his head would end up pressing the glow-fox's nose directly into the wall clothed crotch of the pale fox. If his cheeks could display color Citrus would be bright red. His body slowly relaxing with that pant bulge against his nose, and even through two layers of cloth he was able to smell that familiar musk. Orange glowing eyes would lead to that snout nuzzling against it, murring to him, even going as far as submitting and giving the bulge a nice pressed kiss against it. Lips touching on the fabric that separated them, feeling the movement of the balls and sheath tightening up at his attention before those red hot cheeks turned their orange eyes up at the white face looking down at him. Hands even moving to unfasten the button on the front of the pants, looking to expose that member with one very long zip, but it wasn't just the member that this fox had in mind, he wanted something far more desirable, and with his warm breath brushing over the short fur of the sheathed vulpine he'd already be able to see that blue member starting to poke free from it's white restraints.

As that white sheath started to become exposed more and more the black fox would grip at the pants and start to slide them down those slender thighs, moving to grip the soft red underwear that was exposed with the lowering of the pants, fingers gripping at the plush white rump and soon even those feminine panties were lowered away from the hot vulpine body, exposing that bare rear to the cool air of the alleyway. As the dark fox lifted his head he'd force the fabric under his glowing orange hair in order to use the fabric itself to trap his lips clearly against that puckered rear. Black fingers wrapping around the thighs making sure that Skie didn't pull away for a second and with that glowing tongue reaching out for the delicious depths of fox entrance Citrus would give a long, smooth licking against the rim, feeling it relaxing against his mouth muscle just before he drove it in and moaned at the amazing flavor of his handsome lover. Orange eyes closing easily, focused on nothing more than the flavor passing over his tongue. Head moving in small circles to follow the rolling of the mouth, drawing more moans from his tasting, and finally pulling back to let that head drop down to the ground and look up at the fully aroused dick that was now presented at attention directly in front of him.

Skie had been fighting Citrus for such a long time, it was hard to believe that he was simply permitting himself to be eaten out by the black fox, but even here he couldn't imagine that such a simple act would simply melt away those years of hatred he had for the dark pup. The light throbbing of his chest, the easy movement of his hips over that snout and with his blue eyes turning down towards Citrus once again he'd see him clearly, even lovingly and provide a soft gentle smile across those white lips. The movement of his body shifting into a stand, allowing the back of that head to pull down his pants and underwear the rest of the way, stepping out of the trousers in order to be completely bottomless with that towering blue cock waiting for more attention. The easy motion of his hands drawing fingers to tell the dark fox to approach, moving to sit back on the concrete on his bare butt and licking his lips. Citrus followed, though, not being obedient, but already starting to move to follow Skie the moment those pants came off. His body easily moving to pass over the naked cock, moving to press his chest against the shirt covered white body. Hands gripping the shirt, the only fabric in the way of him being able to press his chest bare against his lovers. Lips crossing, pressing to one another, blue tongue mixing with glowing orange mouth muscle and with a deep grunt that button up shirt tore open without even a struggle.

Citrus pushing down against the white counterpart, lips locked, and his body easily crushing back against him as he came to rest over Skie's amazing body. Already he could feel those white hands running over his pants, pulling them down in the back just enough to slide them down his thighs. The black fox pulling away from that kiss just enough to kick his pants off near violently and move to straddle his favorite white vulpine. Smiling down at him as that black hand gripped the length of the blue cock, placing it right between those black cheeks and lowered himself. The tinge of entry, the feeling of himself being spread wide with fox cock, and his head arching back as the sheer amazement of how well he was filled by his amazing lover. Citrus moving to sit down completely, taking a second to stall before moving again as he panted easily at the feeling of having that dick filled rear so well spread on just the first insertion. Orange eyes looked down, catching the gaze of the blue stare that looked right back up at him. White hands sliding through his chest fur and soon that black beauty was lifting his rear again only to lower it back down. If anyone saw this from behind they'd swear that Skie was straight given how plump that hot black fox ass was, perfectly feminine and professionally moving up and down in motion against the crushed cock that filled him.

The white hand wrapped around the orange glowing dick, stroking it fast as that tight pucker stroked the blue member. The two already panting to one another, calling out in deep and full filled groans of absolute pleasure. Feeling almost as though they were made for one another, that they were constructed just to be like this. As that round rear dropped down with force the stroking of Citrus's hard rod throbbed in time with the pulsating dick stuffed inside of him. Feeling like their heart beasts were in unison and represented by the blood that had rushed into their stiff and large dicks. The feeling of their combined movement drawing out long and voice shaking cries of love between the two of them. The feeling of their balls both shrinking at once and as that tight rear drained wave after thick bubbling wave of delicious fox seed the black vulpine would give every single drop right back in the form of his own thick, sticky wads of potent cum spurting out over the body of the hot white creature that he had claimed the lap of.

"I love you." They both said in unison, panting out deeply just as the flashing blue and red lights called with a loud siren from the end of their alleyway.