FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Wipers danced across a windshield, cleaning away the light drizzle that fell from the darkness above. Headlights made the best sight available in the dark as an older red pick up truck cautiously made its way along the rural road that bordered a few trees. The last thing Ben, the driver, needed was a lone deer to jump out in front of his vehicle and cause an accident. Living in the wooden hills and fields made him cautious the past years since moving out east from the mountains.

'I'm almost home.' He reminded himself looking forward to sleeping in Saturday morning. For a typical workday Ben was home by three thirty or three fifty at the latest, but this Friday there was a small party where every employee attended. 11:53 was much later than either estimated time, but he managed to slip out that early. He was never one to go out and discover new things, much less stay out and party. Being in his mid twenties and terribly shy gave him anxiety just thinking about large social events where he didn't know anybody. A blur of color caught his eye ahead.

"Woah!" He slammed on the breaks seeing something lying in the middle of the road. The truck screeched to a halt and Ben lurched forward, caught roughly by his seat belt. The body was visible just beyond his hood. He sighed thankfully hearing the harmless pattering of rain drops, and leaned back in his seat sending a small prayer that he hadn't run over it. "Aww man." He peered out at the body. It looked like a fairly big animal from the limited view his headlights could provide. Ben was normally squeamish about the dead, but the odd look and size intrigued his curiosity enough to step out and see up close. He opened the door and hopped outside to have a better look. Standing above the animal, the fur coat was a visible orange with a slightly ruddy tint along the spine. Looking at the front however drew an astonished expression from the man.

'What the-' He stood awestruck seeing something clearly not human, but not entirely an animal. It had a human like body from knee to neck, and was the most bizarre thing that he had seen. A human fox? The creature's head was just like that of a fox's but had an odd feminine touch, and it was clearly obvious that the unconscious creature was a female. Two modest breasts covered in snowy white fur subtly rose and fell with her slow breathing. Below, between her white and orange furred inner thighs was a spot of downy fur covering her womanhood confirming her sex. Ben took a step, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the vixen in the roadway again expecting it to be a mirage. But there it laid for reasons unknown. A chill from the early spring night reminded him of where he was.

'I can't just leave it.' He convinced himself to act. "It'll freeze out here." Ben helped scoop up the lonely creature up into his arms. He shivered feeling the cool and wet body against his dry warm one. He carefully piled in what he assumed to be one extra large fuzzy tail into the backseat before closing the door. Ben returned to the driver's seat, ready to go. He looked back at her from the front seat before continuing down the road as before. Plenty of questions swarmed his brain while driving the last mile and a half home. Why was she unconscious in the road? Where was she from? And most importantly, what exactly was she? All of these questions and more swirled around his head while he did his best to drive carefully on the old road. After so many bumps Ben arrived at his small home in the middle of the patchy forested hills. Doors quickly opened and closed before he carried the female creature inside. The vixen didn't look very heavy with her fur, but her height was enough to burden his arms. He quickly hurried to his room and laid the mysterious creature on the bed propped up by a pillow.

"Oh my... This can't be normal." He stared at the furry body and its multiple tails that he had assumed to be a giant one. Two or three were lightly twitching as if the owner was in a temporary deep sleep. Ben picked one up only to drop it as it twitched in his hand.

'Creepy.' He rubbed his hands together. A distinct rattle caught his attention. Looking over her person, he noticed the vixen's black "sleeved" arms were bound together at the wrists with metal cuffs. 'She does not look dangerous.' The metal looked fairly rusted and easy to break for Ben as he grabbed both. He pulled and the bolts crumbled to dust much to his surprise leaving a small weight in each hand.

'She could've broken free easily.' He set the ancient bonds aside and looked over her wrists. The fur was worn and thin where her hands had been bound together. Wherever she was from it couldn't have been on good terms. Ben listened to her quiet breathing and looked over her furry form. He couldn't deny that she was very beautiful, fox or not. The pattern of orange and white fur was nice despite being disheveled from being outside. She had a thick orange and white mane of fur that encircled her whole neck to the tuft of her white chest. Bits of dirt and debris were tangled inside it and peppered lightly along her body from laying in the road. Her legs were like that of a fox's below the knee. The digitigrade form gave her height and a strange graceful look that Ben couldn't entirely describe. The petite claws on each bulky toe were smoothed and rounded as if someone knew the damage they could cause to floors.

"What are you?" He thought aloud with a yawn and leaned against the wall. The long day left him tired and without a clear plan. Hopefully the odd night would be a bizarre dream from the party at work. Giving her one last look, he deemed it safe to sleep for the night and went to the living room. He sighed kicking his shoes off by the couch and grabbed a spare blanket on the armrest. The clock read ten minutes past one, and the exhausting day finally took its toll on Ben as soon as he laid down.

A good night's sleep abruptly ended as Ben rolled off the couch in a clattering thud. He rubbed his eyes feeling morning sunshine pierce them through the uncovered living room window. A quick stench ensued as he hastily stood up. The events from last night were fresh in his mind as he tiptoed to the bedroom. After turning a corner, his jaw opened seeing that the door was partially open. Ben quickly walked into his bedroom only to find it void of the creature, but otherwise untouched. He noticed orange, black, and white strands of fur scattered across the covers where a light impression of the fox's body had rested.

"Well, I wasn't dreaming last night, but where did she go?" He looked at the empty bed. The human froze seeing a white tail tip resting on his shoulder.

"Looking for someone?" A sweet female voice asked behind him. Ben slowly turned his head and looked back over his shoulder only to find a fox head staring at him. The vulpine he helped bring home was standing mere inches behind him!

"AAAHH!" He jumped back and nearly tripped over his own two feet. All of the fox tails around her were swaying gently back and forth as she stepped towards him on two digitigrade paws. 'It talks!' Ben's heart pounded.

"Hello-" The talking mystical creature was cut off as he bolted past her and ran down the hallway. A glance back revealed that she hadn't moved, but his legs didn't stop running and quickly led his body into a wall with a loud thud. Ben groaned sliding down to his knees.

"Are you hurt?" She approached only to scare the human further. Ben scurried to his feet and ran into the kitchen to the laundry room. He closed the door behind him and hid under a table against the wall next to an empty clothes hamper. He held his breath hearing claws quietly click on the wooden floor nearby in the kitchen. His heart raced through the subtle quietness sounding like a war drum.

'I can't be going crazy!' He trembled hoping that the talking monster wouldn't find him. His eyes darted to the gap between the floor and the door where a shadow replaced the sunny spot. Ben hugged his legs noticing the shadow remain under the door. He thought about using the phone to call the cops, but who would believe him? A humanoid lady fox taller than him with a bunch of tails was walking in his house! The door knob turned and opened making his heart race faster than before. He watched black paws click entering the small room with a few tails behind in tow. Ben closed his eyes hearing her close in.

'What do I do?' He silently awaited for the giant fox to throw the table aside. Hearing the claws stop, Ben opened his eyes only to physically shiver seeing the naked vixen crouched before him. Her thin black lips were curled into a grin as amber eyes pleasantly looked at him. Her tails swayed vivaciously in the air around her with a few reaching out for him. A few white tail tips wrapped securely over the human's limbs and carefully dragged him out. The kitsune carried the petrified human back to the bedroom where she laid him down on the bed. His full sized mattress lost more than half its size when she lied down next to him. Her tails immediately assaulted the human and wrapped around his body. Ben tried backing away from the thick weaving appendages, but they prevented him from retreating and pushed them closer together. Some of the mischievous appendages coiled around his body slipped under his clothes to brush over his skin. The silky fur wrapped around his skin, seeking to cover his body entirely below the neck. His back arched in surprise at their softness as her legs hooked over his own. When all the movement slowed, Ben was covered in fur staring at a naked vixen lying inches in front of him. There was an odd sense of calmness surrounding her that Ben couldn't place.

He could hear a quiet rumbling from her throat that reminded him of a cat's harmless purr. The white furry tuft on her chest led to a subtle valley between two pronounced hills-. Ben shook his head realizing that he had been staring at her chest, but the foxy face smiled kindly at him regardless. A padded furry hand touched his shoulder and gradually moved up to his uncovered neck. The vixen seemed to marvel at the texture of his skin, feeling over the same spot in small circles. Ben didn't understand what was going on, but the female wasn't harming him. He winced as her hand made contact with his cheek, but her touch was gentle enough not to hurt.

"I'm indebted to you." Her warm voice softly spoke all while that black leathery palm massaged his sore cheek. "You freed me." The female hugged him tightly with her arms and tails, pressing her cheek against his own. Ben shivered despite how warm he was in the furry cocoon. Her smile lessened realizing how frightened he was. The kitsune decided that tightening the embrace would help assuage his fears, but it was a scary sight for Ben to see numerous pillars of furry tails swaying before him.

"What are you?" He finally asked.

"A kitsune." The strange word wrapped around his head.

"What does that mean?"

"I'm a fox." Her smile remained proud and radiant.

His hand shook with every spoonful of cereal he ate. She had been kind enough to let him get up and eat after hearing his stomach growl.

"So... you're from-"

"Satsuma." She stopped him from butchering the name of her home again... wherever that was. Ben asked the kitsune several times to explain who she was and where she was from, but each time left him more confused than before. He couldn't even pronounce half of the words she told him, but all he could get across to her was his name. "It's in Kyushu."

"Yeah..." Ben trailed off wishing that he hadn't slept through geography class years go. "And you speak English." He found that odd since she was from a relatively unheard of country.

"I talk." The kitsune nodded. Ben only stared into his empty bowl unsure what to make of the past twelve hours. He definitely knew that she wasn't going to hurt him since he broke those old chains around her wrists last night. Ben glanced up at the vulpine's innocent expression. Her claws harmlessly scratched the old table's surface as she looked at the wooden top and the whole room with curious eyes. He ran into the wall earlier from his own fear.

'That's going to bruise in the morning.' He rubbed his cheek only to wince feeling it throb.

"Is your cheek healing?" She inquired. Ben quickly nodded seeing a tail snake over the table towards him. It stopped just before reaching his bowl. That was another thing about her that Ben found to be very odd. She was... touchy. The vixen's cheerful face didn't seem to mind the apprehension towards her. In fact, she didn't seem to frown at all. The kitsune was quiet and well mannered too from what he could tell. Talking went down to a minimum as Ben stared at her face. The triangular black ears turned occasionally when something in the house made a different noise. The kitsune looked fairly youthful, especially in her eyes brightly staring back at him. She had to be close to his age, although he wasn't sure how to tell a fox's age.

"Aren't you married?" Ben couldn't help but ask the random question. Maybe someone could bring her back to that strange named country. Her head cutely cocked to the side.

"I do not understand that word." She shook her head.

"Hmm... Are you bound to anyone?" Ben rephrased the question. She rubbed over her wrists only making the smile widen.

"No. Are you bound to anyone?" She countered.

"N-No." He swallowed the last bite roughly finding the topic suddenly awkward. Ben scooted out of the chair set his empty bowl in the sink. The shy human hadn't even dated anyone, let alone had the chance to plan for marriage. The kitsune couldn't understand his pervasive shyness, but there was plenty for her to explore within the one room.

"Mm. It smells nice in here." Her nose pointed up to the cabinets. The multiple tailed fox stood up and walked towards the counter, allowing her curiosity to guide her. She sneezed from letting her nose get too close to the container of black pepper. Ben hid a laugh before she moved and felt over the fridge. She opened the freezer's door only to jump back feeling the cold air pour over her. "It's cold in there!" The fox pointed with an excited expression as a few tails curled over her front. She quickly slammed the door shut causing a few items inside to rattle around.

"Do you want me to make something for you to eat?" He halted her hasty exploration.

"That's very kind of you." She sat down while Ben quickly grilled a sandwich for her. Having the kitsune eat kept her mind from wandering and creating accidents. "I don't know what to do with you." He watched the kitsune gratefully eat the meal that he provided. Her canid jaws quietly chewed with an open mouth, enjoying every bite. 'I need a hot shower to think.' He rubbed his head hoping an idea, or at least a vague plan of what to do would pop into his thoughts. Ben disappeared into his bedroom and gathered a set of night clothes. He normally wouldn't bother wearing anything after a shower, but his new guest quickly changed that.

"Where are you going?" She poked her head into his room and approached him, writhing appendages close behind.

"Oh, um. I need to shower. I didn't have the time yesterday." He remembered finding her in the road and everything that ensued.

"A bath?" Her ears swiveled.

"Yeah. I shouldn't take longer than a couple of minutes." Ben turned to enter the bathroom only to pause feeling a tail snake around his shoulder.

"I'll help." She offered stepping forward. Breasts pressed against his back in encouragement while two tails curled over his thighs.

"Umm... Ok." He found it hard to say no in such a compromising position. She murred happily and wagged every tail following him in. Ben collected a towel and readied a hair dryer all while half her tails were attached to him one way or another. He shed his shirt and pants easily enough, but fidgeted grabbing the hem of his underwear while she stared at him. It was uncomfortable being nude in front of a female, even if she wasn't the same species as him, "Could you um..." He looked at her feminine features proudly on display for him and suddenly felt stupid wanting to ask her to turn around.

"Hmm?" She pleasantly hummed with that happy smile on her thin black lips.

"Uh, never mind." He quickly slipped the garment off and turned on the shower. She clearly wouldn't mind if they were both naked. The kitsune's amber eyes widened seeing and hearing water pour from the small device.

"It's raining in your room." She stood behind him peering inside the tub in fascination.

"It's just a shower." He reassured her and walked in through the curtain. She stepped in right behind him. The tails wrapped around him were immediately soaked leaving Ben coated in wet fur.

"It's warm rain." She placed her hand into the spray of water, utterly fascinated. Ben tried to forget about the fact that he was showering with the kitsune and started cleaning himself. The soaked fur laying over his front and everywhere else made it difficult to say the least. "Can I wash your back?" She placed her hands on his hips, lightly kneading her fingertips into his skin. He found her hands very distracting there, and his tense muscles were proof.

"Sure." His hips reflexively squirmed under her soft touch. She traced up his sides before lathering up her hands with the bar of soap. The next sensation immediately halted the human. "Ooh." Ben leaned back feeling her padded palms and fingertips generously massage his skin. Several tails helped him lean back into her front without falling. The two breasts pressed up against his back were hard to ignore despite the sensual massage. Yet Ben's light red blush didn't complain. Her tails helped him stand up straight again when she finished, but he stood under the cascading water wishing that she hadn't stopped. The stain from the metal bondage she was kept under caught his eye as the kitsune reached forward to feel the warm water again. "You need to wash your wrists." He rubbed the bar of soap where the metal had left residue on her fur. Her ears shyly went back and allowed him to clean her. Ben paused to look at how humanly her hands were. Despite having fur, pads, and claws instead of nails, her fingers were fairly petite. He quickly finished the other wrist and washed the soap away leaving her fur clean. "There. Now your fur can freshly grow back."

Satisfaction was evident in his voice as he rinsed his hair. Ben didn't flinch as her arms crossed over his mid section, but he froze feeling her wet front press against his back.

"Thank you." That purring noise started again as her head rested on his shoulder, muzzle visible to the side.

"I think we're done." He leaned forward and quickly cut the shower off with her clinging appendages looped around him. Her entire front below the neck was soaked, including her legs and the lower half of her nine tails. The kitsune shook her entire body scattering most of the excess water around her, leaving the fur coat spiky and damp. Ben dried off fairly quickly while the kitsune idly stood by watching him. "Um... I'll dry your fur." He drew the curtain back and motioned for her to sit on the commode. Ben didn't need wet fox fur all over the house, and he didn't have enough towels for her to use. The kitsune looked at all the items in the bathroom wondering which ones would help. Ben sat on a small stool before her and readied the dryer. He set the device on the lowest setting and turned it on. Black claws curled against the linoleum and tail tips twitched feeling the warm air ruffle her white fur. She murred happily watching Ben go back and forth over her collarbone. For a thick coat, she dried off fairly easy. She watched him go down her chest, then midsection and sides. The fox even spread her legs and allowed him to dry her more private regions as well. The kitsune marveled at how the hair dryer warmed her skin while drying the fur without burning spots like her paw pads. "That took longer than I thought." Ben released the last tail only for the appendage to curl around his arm like a furry sleeve. It was past noon.

"Thank you." She clasped one of his hands with both of hers. Her head gave a flattering small bow.

"Uh, you're welcome." He looked down feeling a tail curl over his lap, a little too close considering that he wasn't wearing anything yet. "Let me get dressed." He tried stepping through her numerous tails just to put on his underwear. The kitsune relaxed allowing him to put on his shirt next. "Do you want some clothes to wear?" Ben offered knowing that she didn't have any, but the fox didn't appear to have any desire to wear any clothing.

"No thanks." She shook her head. "My fur is warm enough." Ben couldn't deny that and stood up to leave the bathroom with her in tow. "Is this your room?" She asked looking around the small space.

"Yeah. You can look around if you want." He offered before quietly slipping out into the hallway. Ben went into the kitchen and found her plate clean beside the sink as of it had never been used. 'She can clean.' He picked up it up seeing the surface practically shine. Ben set it back down and leaned against the counter wondering what to do. He would have to cook dinner tonight meant for two people instead of just one. He couldn't leave the door open when using the bathroom. On top of all that, Ben had to respect her privacy and space whether she wanted it or not. 'Shoot, I don't have a guest bed to set up!' The thought struck him suddenly only for another to form. How long would she be staying in his home? 'I have to ask her.' Ben returned to his bedroom only to find the voluptuous vulpine laying on her side, occupying the entire bed. She made no attempt to hide her feminine features as her white tail tips tapped the bed eagerly for him to join her. "I'll... be in the other room if you need anything." He found the kitsune's coquettish demeanor very distracting and intimidating to say the least. Her amber eyes saddened wanting a different answer.

"No, I want you to lie down with me." She whined. Some of the vixen's tails washed over her mid section in a furry wave to the bed's edge. Ben nervously stood still.

"I-I don't know-" He held out both hands as if to create a barrier between them only for a tail to quickly reach out and coil around his wrist. Ben blinked feeling the kitsune tug him a step closer to the bed as other tails reached out for him. One apiece coiled around his arms and reached under his shirt sleeve to his neck. Two went for his legs and the others went anywhere in between. Ben leaned back but found the welcoming touch too irresistible to struggle against. The kitsune's smile returned noticing that he wasn't afraid like before. The two tails on his shoulders suddenly lifted the night shirt up and pulled. Ben squirmed, unable to see past the fabric being pulled over his head, but was held still by her appendages. The shirt was quickly discarded only for two hands to tug on the hem of his underwear. He blushed and desperately tried covering himself, but her soft appendages fur over his legs keeping them apart and relaxed. "Please wait. Hold on!" Ben sputtered as she pulled the elastic down his thighs.

"I want you to feel my fur." The vixen ignored him allowing the final garment fall to the floor. With his body uncovered, all nine of her tails wagged happily and enveloped him. His bare skin was treated to the utterly divine softness of her fur without restriction. Ben was easily pulled into bed and set on his side facing her. Her tails organized and coiled around their backs and legs. He even felt a tail wrap around their feet as they were woven together. The vixen's arms were last to wrap around his body in a close hug, cementing the warm bond. The writhing sea of fur calmed leaving the two entwined together in luxurious softness. "Better?" She asked hinting at amusement.

"Your fur is soft," he touched the kitsune's arm, "and warm." Her white teeth glinted in an open smile seeing him enjoy her touch. She craned her neck forward, and licked his lips. The vulpine tongue was velvety smooth and tender as it lapped against the supple flesh.

"I like you." The triangular black ears pinned back shyly for a moment. Ben's cheeks burned bright red watching her hands hesitantly explore his arms and chest. Little claws harmlessly scratched his skin along the way. He didn't know what to say as she felt him up, but he didn't want her to stop. The fox's padded palms and finger tips were supple and warm as they explored his back. Ben's skin tingled not out of discomfort, but out of an increasing desire for her touch. There was a quick shift as she decided to move him again, this time kneeling between her legs. She propped up on her elbows and craned her neck forward allowing her canine teeth to gently nibble his ear before her tongue bathed it with a loving lick. His skin prickled as if her teeth were ice for a brief moment. Ben stared at the kitsune as she laid down once more. The healthy clean white fur that covered her entire front from throat to thigh reminded him of fresh snow, only warmer and alive. Soft pink nipples and areola atop each pointed upwards to the ceiling, the only variation to the solid white area. His back arched feeling a tail comfortably coil around his privates, but he failed to struggle. The vixen's touch was far too irresistible for him.

An unseen hand reached down unobstructed and cradled the masculine package. The warm softened pads had no difficulty arousing Ben to full prominence under her gentle touch. All the fur encompassed human could do was watch, even when her claws harmlessly touched his skin. A light moan escaped his lips feeling her thumb gently swirl under his sensitive tip as she watched him grow. He fidgeted before slackening his body. Several tails immediately held him upright, allowing her legs to hook around his waist and cross securely. His member throbbed with engorging blood, pointing towards her mound. The kitsune moved him forward into position. He looked down at her womanhood glistening from arousal as his tip touched her downy furred labia. She cutely moaned feeling his glans part her lips and continued pulling his closer. Ben gasped from the slick heat. The sensations were almost surreal as more of his length disappeared inside her loving body. The vixen's insides were just as snug and warm as her fur with inner walls cradling his length in a vice grip. He stopped moving when their hips securely touched. They both breathed heavily taking in the intimate moment. Ben squirmed from the overly pleasurable sensations below only to relax as her silky soft tails coiled and brushed over his skin. The vixen's body was so warm and undeniably soft.

"W-we're..." He bit back another gasp.

"Mating." She finished the sentence staring at him with those sweet amber eyes. Ben's heart fluttered at the sensations, emotional as well as physical. The silky smooth tails constantly coiling around his body amplified the lovely feelings. Her shifting tails moved systematically and lowered the human down to her.

"Ungh." His length pulsed and shifted inside her sex. Her walls gripped him lovingly with each movement. Ben hastily exhaled feeling her breasts against his chest. Her taught nipples poked his skin noticeably with every breath she took.

"Ben..." He looked up at the vixen. Her mouth was cracked open, already breathing deeper than normal, but she was smiling brightly. A tail looped around his neck like a scarf as they stared. "Will you mate me?" She asked in the quietest whisper. Her tails loosened enough for Ben to move his hips but still remained intimately wrapped around him. The human's voice choked for a second as he tried to speak. Amber eyes shone with desire for the human, leaving him little room to resist her offer. Ben tried looking behind only for a sea of fur to obscure his sight, but he could clearly feel how physically connected they were. He nodded and drew back feeling his slick member pull out of her snug snatch. Her walls tugged at his flesh, not wanting him to leave even if it was for a mere moment. Ben stopped when his tip was almost out and gently pushed back in. The kitsune below took a deep breath as he gradually penetrated her to the hilt, only to repeat the process. His body glided over her fur as her teats sensually scraped against his skin. Her legs tensed in a quiet moan feeling his rub a sensitive spot just right. He continued the slow thrusts that had the vixen under him sweetly moaning for more. Claws scraped against the covers lustfully while she started rotating her hips just enough to meet his with every push.

The tails constricted and loosened in rhythm, aiding each other's movements. Ben panted feeling his body starting to sweat from the warm cocoon of fur surrounding his skin, but he couldn't stop as the pressure climbed higher. The slick noises from below increased with passion.

"I-I'm close." He whimpered holding onto her sides. She didn't hear him, already on the cusp of a heightened climax. The vixen's hands gripped his shoulders firmly and tensed her body.

"Oh! Ben!" She sweetly cried out. Every appendage tightly held the human in a compact furry ball of orange and white. Her inner walls convulsed and immediately rippled along his flesh, tugging incessantly. The same orgasmic feelings bloomed within Ben as his length pulsed before erupting inside her. He buried his face into the kitsune's soft tuft of chest fur and moaned as her legs squeezed him through the intense feelings that could've lasted an eternity. Arms wrapped around his back through the furry appendages as her breathing started to slow.

"Wow..." His body still twitched as a warm afterglow set in, but he never felt more relaxed than this single moment. Ben blinked looking out from the kitsune's white fur to her face. Amber eyes shone back to him with a little delighted grin that made him feel warm on the inside more than the outside.

"I love you, my mate." She craned her neck and gave him a soft fuzzy kiss. He blinked dumbfounded, but her certain smile persisted as a tail covered his eyes.

Months later...

A truck door slammed shut as the driver made his way up the sidewalk to the front door in a hurry. A strong breeze ruffled hair and clothes bringing a dry air through the yard.

'Brr!' Ben reached the door clinging to his jacket. Autumn turned to winter far too fast for his liking, and that didn't include how much he missed summer. The door was quickly shut behind him to keep the cold out. Ben put up his jacket on the rack and headed straight for the kitchen. His bare furred wife was facing away from him and chopping some vegetables on a cutting board. Her mischievous tails were calmly lying around furniture or the floor with no one else to accompany. The kitsune was very talented at cooking and cleaning to almost unrealistic levels. Although Ben made a rule to never let her do either by herself unless he could make it up somehow by treating her, and anything he did for her was graciously received. Paw rubs, back rubs, grooming her constantly moving coat of fur, or bathing her for the evening was heavenly for both of them. Ben still had plenty of questions about her life, especially when she was held in chains. Her ears always pinned back shamefully when he brought up the subject, so he stopped prodding her personal life. A black triangular ear turned towards Ben hearing his footsteps approaching.

A few tails immediately reached out to him and loosely wrapped around his body in several places. Ben smiled and allowed them wrap and curl around him. "Good afternoon beautiful!" He kissed her muzzle. Any word in the dictionary was easier to pronounce than her real name "Hasutsuma," but she didn't mind the various terms.

"Good afternoon Ben." She turned to him and returned the sweet greeting, white furred cheeks blushing from the compliment.

"Mind if I help?" He couldn't stop himself from asking.

"Of course not!" She set the blade down and wiped her hands on a towel before hugging him close with more than one arm. Whatever modern appliances she had never seen before were quickly learned and mastered. Ben smiled as her muzzle brushed lovingly over his face, whiskers teasing his skin simultaneously.

"Just let me warm up a little from outside first." She tucked her head down and pressed her forehead against his. Their eyes stared with nothing else between.

"I'll keep you warmer than the fire." Her mouth opened in a toothy smile as her tails coiled around her mate's body, creating a pillar of loving entwinement.