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Benjamin could feel his excitement building with each step of his paws on the sidewalk.

He always enjoyed taking a casual stroll at night through the rich, affluent downtown neighborhood of his home city, but this time, as he passed ornate lampposts and dazzling modern architecture, he was walking with a purpose, and not just for leisure.

Sharp windows, metal twisted to the whims of brilliant minds and skyscrapers that towered up to the stars were all far less exciting to Benjamin than the lady that he knew was waiting for him as he entered the massive rotating door of the luxury apartment building at the corner of Seventh and Grand Avenue.

This building was more like a hotel than an apartment in the lobby, with white and black marble floors that stretched out to every corner and tall pillars of the same material lining the main causeway to the elevators. There was a front desk with a couple of attendants who would usually check for IDs, but they'd seen Benjamin pass the through the doors enough times that they simply greeted him with a smile and a wave.

It was always nice to be greeted that way. As if Benjamin wasn't already in a good mood, the kind smiles of strangers would certainly get him there as he crossed the causeway, stopping at the brass doors of the elevators, recently polished and shimmering so brightly that he could nearly see his reflection in the brass. Some men would have taken the time to use that shimmering metal to touch themselves up, but Benjamin just pressed the button for the third floor and waited, confident in his appearance. He took good care of himself, and made sure that the brown and tan fur of his overcoat were properly groomed, right to the edges where brown and tan met around his mostly white muzzle. His white underbelly remained completely covered under the guise of a skin tight, dark blue muscle shirt, and though they were simple, his tall, toned body wore a pair of black jeans rather well, entrancing the eyes of the vixen running the front to follow him until the elevator doors closed and blocked him from her sight.

Somehow, Benjamin knew she was looking. "Good thing Sasha doesn't know she has a crush on me. She might move out of the building," he joked with himself, knowing that Sasha wouldn't dare to give up on the apartment she had. This building was in a prime location, and the apartment that she lived in was absolutely exquisite, but Sasha was a hard working girl, and she certainly earned every penny that she made.

Thick, black combat boots, laced up and buckled to make sure they'd be tough to get off surrounded Benjamin's paws, something of a teasing defense against Sasha for what he was planning that evening.

The door to her apartment opened before Benjamin even made it there, the loud, clomping sound of his boots against the smooth, polished tiles of the floor giving away his position before he'd even started down the hallway. "Still wearing those silly things?" Came a sweet, feminine, and almost motherly voice from inside the door.

"Safer than walking barefoot, even if this is a nicer area," Benjamin pointed out in reply. He stood before the door and towered over Sasha, standing a good bit taller than her, even without the assistance of the boots.

Long, fluffy and floppy ears of a sweet, chocolate brown color cascaded down over the side of her head, perfectly framing the light, sandy tan around her shorter, blunt muzzle, and the dazzling eyes of muted jade that could captivate Benjamin and his turquoise orbs with ease.

Those eyes, ones that Benjamin learned to trust so early in their deep, close friendship, always brought a smile to his muzzle and always brightened up his day. They were so open and honest, so genuine, they were so much of the reason that Benjamin opened up to her more than anyone else, and so much of the reason that Sasha knew some of Benjamin's darkest secrets, and some of his most kinky interests.

When Benjamin was insistent on coming over that night, she had a feeling that he had some of those activities in mind, and now, she was just excited to find out which ones they'd be indulging.

"You talk about safety, but you're still a fool enough to come wandering right into my lair, despite not knowing what dangers await you?" Sasha asked, her voice just a little bit taunting as she took a step backwards, her way of inviting Benjamin in, and knowing he would follow, she turned her back to him, even as she smiled at him over her shoulder.

Truth be told, Benjamin was used to seeing her in a little bit less clothing, but she still looked absolutely gorgeous in her casual outfit. It was almost too casual for the building that she lived in, just a simple, but form fitting pink t-shirt and some blue jeans, but they were the perfect size, hugging around her curves and calves, showing off the wonderful proportions she had, the results of years of hard work at her several different jobs. Her beauty wasn't lost on Benjamin, who was still looking around the open concept apartment. No matter how many times he came over, he still couldn't quite get used to the high ceilings, bright, white decor with black accents to provide a vibrant and powerful contrast, and the impressive size. The living room was as big and wide around as the upstairs of most houses, and the kitchen, built right into the entryway, was absolutely elegant, complete with a chandelier overhead and silver plated fixtures on all of the cabinets and the sink. Sasha definitely knew how to live, and Benjamin was certainly lucky to be one of the few to be welcomed into her innermost sanctum.

"As far as lairs go, I could definitely pick a worse one to be kidnapped into," Benjamin said, chuckling just a little bit as he played along with her. "And it's not like you're all that threatening anyway."

"Punk!" Sasha called out, gently, playfully whapping Benjamin on the arm and closing the door behind him. "You know I can be very threatening!"

Benjamin barely noticed the playful slug, laughing off the idea of Sasha being a threat, even if she actually could be, it was rare that she would ever act dangerous to Benjamin. "Maybe to anybody else, Sasha. How have you been?"

"Anxious, in a word," Sasha replied plainly. "You've had me on edge all week, wondering what we were going to do this time around!"

Their arrangement was a fun, whimsical one. Once a week, Benjamin would venture out to Sasha's apartment, and the pair, as close as they were, would share a little fun with each other that perhaps went further than just a normal friendship, but in a way, they were the ultimate friends with benefits; they were close to each other, nearly to a fault, but there was only a mild, underlying romance between them, blanketed over by a fun, sexual whimsy that they shared with each other, exploring their kinks in a safe and comfortable environment with no pressure on the other to perform. Neither one wanted to change the arrangement, and as long as they were both healthy, they were content to keep up their weekly visits.

"You know me a little too well for my own good," Benjamin quickly pointed out, as he headed right towards the bedroom. Every now and again, they would share a meal in the elaborate kitchen, but this evening, Benjamin had his mind in only one place, and Sasha, knowing him as well as she did, left a little clue on the kitchen counter, one that was made of soft, powder blue tufts and stuck out brightly against the black counter top. It was a feather, simple as that, and though it might seem insignificant to those who didn't know the pair, it was the right guess, coming from years of playful experience. "I was definitely thinking something along these lines, Sasha. Have you been hiding a couple toys from me?"

"Only a couple," Sasha said, giving a quick wink to keep Benjamin from knowing if she was being serious, or perhaps just teasing him. "Looks like I read your mind, though!"

Benjamin picked up the feather from the counter and stepped around the back of Sasha, rather quick on his paws despite the heavy combat boots that surrounded them. "You're on the right track, anyway, but that doesn't mean you know exactly what I have in mind," he pointed out, as he dragged the very tip of the soft, almost fluffy flower over the edge of her shoulder and down the back of her neck, making her fur stand on end as she shivered from that delightfully soft touch.

Shivering from head to toe and letting out a quiet rumble of delight, just like a puppy that's had their tummy scratched, Sasha looked back over her shoulder with slightly lidded eyes, just a hint of allure in those deep, captivating jades as she made a gesture to the bedroom. "Mnnn... If that's what you really have in mind, I've got a lot more variety of feathers in the bedroom, you know."

"So you have been hiding a couple toys from me," Benjamin confirmed, letting the feather tickle and tease down along the side of Sasha's neck, tracing the finer details of her throat with the ticklish implement and stopping just shy of her collarbone. "I think you'd better make your way to the bedroom, if that's the case. I think you could use a little reminder not to hide things from me."

Sasha was nearly hugging herself in delight as the feather kept trickling down over her fur, sending the most pleasant chills through her body and leaving her wanting something more. "As you wish, Benjamin, but you know what trouble you might get yourself into," she reminded him, breaking away from the touch of the feather, despite how desperately she didn't want to.

Benjamin just smirked. He let Sasha step away from the grasp, though he could have stopped her, he was more than content to see just what was waiting for him to the right side of the apartment, on the other side of the bedroom door.

It was another large and stately room, though not quite as much as the living room, it was still bigger than any one person would ever need a bedroom to be. The walls were painted with a royal, light purple color, mixed in with hints of magenta and maroon that created an illusion of red and violet, no doubt done by a professional artist. The large, king sized bed in the middle of the room, surrounded by furniture of lacquered black, was covered in soft throw pillows of differing shades of violet and purple, while the main spread itself was pink, bordering on very light red. The whole room matched and blended together perfectly, and when it came time for Benjamin and Sasha to share privacy, the pair had no problem getting into the mood with such warm, romantic colors all around them.

"I'm not going to show you everything I'm hiding, but with a one track mind like yours, I've got a feeling I've already got everything set out for you," Sasha explained. By the time that Benjamin made it into the room, she was already relaxing among the throw pillows, clinging one to her chest and smiling playfully at him from behind it. "I think you'll find a couple things to your liking in front of the mirror."

Sasha had a long, wide dresser on the far wall of her room that was shadowed over by a large mirror, one that displayed their actions back to them the entire time they fooled around. Sitting upon it was a variety of different feathers, each one a different color, and each one a different texture. Some were as stiff and stern as a writing quill, others were as soft and fluffy to the touch as the fabric of the cuddliest teddy bear, and every single one would have a different effect on Sasha. She knew that Benjamin would be experimenting on her with the different textures, and she couldn't deny how much she was looking forward to it. Hidden by her jeans and a thin pair of panties that matched her eyes, a little arousal was already stirring in her folds at the thought of just how far Benjamin might push her limits before the night was through.

Benjamin picked up a few different feathers after inspecting a couple of them with his own pawtips. Each one was just a slightly different consistency, and was sure to give Sasha a different sensation when they each took their turn on her fur. "I think I'll be able to tickle any other secrets out of you if I want to, Sasha, especially if you're just going to lay there and take the punishment!"

"You and I seem to have a slightly different idea of what punishment is," Sasha replied.

As Benjamin turned away from the mirror and held one feather in his paws, the middle feather that wasn't quite so stiff, but not so soft, Sasha clung to the pillow just a little bit tighter to her full breasts and tried to hide the flickering of her short, bobbed tail against the pillow she sat upon. "We definitely do," Benjamin agreed, as the feather in his paws reached forth and tickled just under the tip of Sasha's nose. "Got a little something there on your nose, Sasha?"

"No!" she quickly replied, giggling a little bit as she her claws dug into the pillow just a little bit, trying to resist the urge to sneeze, something that she knew Benjamin had a fascination with, but as the feather danced and tickled around her nostrils, she couldn't keep her inner reflexes under control. She wrinkled her muzzle, struggled and tried ducking away from the feather, but it was no use, and from all the struggling to hold it back, Sasha let out a loud, powerful sneeze, not nearly as dainty as the ones she was used to. "B-Benjamin! Stop! Ah...ah..._ ah-choo! _"

It was just what Benjamin wanted to see and hear, as a wide grin spread across his muzzle, and he just pulled the feather away from her muzzle and watched as she wiped her nose with a smirking glare. "Now, was that so bad?" he asked, taunting her just a little bit.

He immediately paid for it, of course, as Sasha whipped the pillow at him and nailed him right in the face, but it was a minor blow compared to what she was capable of. "It's a bit of a shock to the system when you don't see it coming," Sasha reminded him, keeping her wits about her and keeping that playful smirk around, the one that Benjamin knew meant that he could keep going.

"That was entirely the point," Benjamin reminded her, still flickering the feather in front of her as if just to taunt her with the mere presence of it. As he decided to get comfortable, Benjamin unclasped and kicked off his boots, exposing his own tired footpaws and showing off a weakness, but the more aggressive canine, a rather dominant red wolf, wasn't about to be taken over by the puppy on the bed before him. Before she could even think about springing onto him, Benjamin patted his lap and pointed at her own footpaws, looking over the soft pink of her pawpads with a devious intention in his turquoise eyes. "Now how about you gimme those feet? They must be tired after a long day...I'm sure they could use a little treatment."

"Maybe not the kind of treatment you're planning to offer, though," Sasha replied, but she was a willing vector for Benjamin's experiments, and she happily relaxed against the pillows as she kicked her footpaws up into his lap. Already knowing where he was going to take things, Benjamin grabbed up the biggest, longest feather that he'd taken from the dresser, shaded a bright and shiny pink. It was so soft that merely moving it through the air made it sway like it was being blown about in the wind, giving it one of the lightest touches, but when applied properly, one of the most powerful. "Just what are you gonna do with that...?"

Benjamin wiggled the feather in his skillful pawtips, honing it right in on the four pawpads that were going to get a rather devious torture for some, but for Sasha, she could pretend not to enjoy it all she wanted. Benjamin knew better, and as the very tip of that feather flickered against her big toe, Sasha found herself immediately fighting with a case of the giggles. "I think we both know what we're gonna do with this feather," Benjamin admitted, doing nothing to hide his intentions as the feather trailed down from the big toe and over the bigger pad among the middle of her paw. Sasha immediately flushed as the feather tickled over one of her favorite sweet spots, one that even if she knew Benjamin would attack, she couldn't prepare for.

Every bit as pink in her cheeks as the feather tickling her paws, Sasha opened her maw wide, going right on past the giggles and into full blown laughter as Benjamin traced the edges of her pawpads with the first feather. "Be-be-Benjamin! Nooooo! Stop! Hehe...it's...it's too ticklish! Ha! Nyah!" she tried fighting against the sensations, but it was clear already that she was fighting a losing battle as her laughter kept piercing through her words. "Y-you better...hehe...you better hope I don't get a hold of one of those feathers! Nyaaahahaha!"

The red wolf was smart enough to keep the feathers safely out of reach, knowing that Sasha could be every bit as devious as he was, but as long as he kept her off balance, he wasn't in any real danger. Grabbing a second, much smaller blue feather with a stiffer body and a firmer touch, Benjamin swirled the little instrument over Sasha's other paw, opting to tickle and tease every inch of her flesh there instead of picking on just one pawtip. Tears from the laughter were already starting to well up in Sasha's eyes as she smiled wide and bright, nearly forcing the ducts to overflow over her cheeks. It was already tough enough to handle one paw being teased, but as the second was tickled in a completely different way and with a fully different texture, Sasha was losing it. Her tummy was nearly sore as she laughed even harder, her paws shooting down to the pillow under her curvy rump and giving it a tight squeeze with her claws. She knew that Benjamin knew almost all of her weak spots by now, but she was still determined to make the red wolf work for it.

"Think you can take any more, or are you ready to give in for the night so soon?" Benjamin asked, swirling the smaller, blue feather in and out of her pawpads, tickling between each one and using broader strokes to tickle all of the flesh that he could with it. The combination was simply too much for Sasha, who started kicking her footpaws wildly out of pure reaction, making it that much harder for Benjamin to torment her. "Not holding still for me? That's too bad...I might have to start tickling even more sensitive places!"

Sasha couldn't imagine a more ticklish spot on her body than her footpaws, but she also had no idea what exactly what Benjamin was planning on at that point, only having anticipated him to go after her feet, but also not expecting him to be so aggressive. "Ha...ah...ah...I'm n-not sure...what you think you're about to do, Benjamin!"

There was a third feather down by the edge of the bed, and as Sasha finally started to calm down, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks as she managed to catch her breath, Benjamin set down the other two feathers and picked up the third one, giving the tip of it a curious stroke with his own pawpad to test just how ticklish it could be. He couldn't help a brimming, teasing smile at the sensation, and he knew it would be perfect for the more sensual ideas that were brimming in his head. "Just going to test if you're more ticklish, or just more sensitive in other areas of your body, Sasha."

Before she could ask, Sasha watched the feather dance down over her collarbone, right where it had stopped the first time, but on this second run, the feather tickled down past it, over the shoulder-dropped top, tickling near the bottom of the low-cut collar of Sasha's shirt. This time, while she did feel a tickle, her blush turned darker as she her body changed pace on her all over again. Before, there was just a desperately ticklish sensation, and now, there was more a sensual, almost sexual touch upon her chest, just above her breasts. It still drew a giggle out of her, but this one was a giggle of delight and excitement.

"I don't suppose you were going to ask me to lift my shirt, were you?" she asked, looking up as Benjamin leaned over the top of her on all fours, keeping a little distance between their bodies. Sasha could keep Benjamin waiting as long as she wanted, but as excited as she'd been all week waiting for that moment, she decided to do the both of them a favor, her paws sliding down over the soft, pink fabric of her shirt and intentionally pushing the fabric down to her taut, fit tummy, showing it off for one of her favorite boy toys before clamping her pawtips tight to the thin fabric and lifting it up, exposing her slim body and the very bottom of her soft, perfectly supple breasts, still covered in a jade green bra. "There...now there's a lot more places for you to tickle, that is, if you want."

There was no doubt that Benjamin wanted to bring the feather down upon Sasha's flesh anywhere that he could, and definitely anywhere that he could reach, but as he loomed over her smaller figure and lifted the feather, letting it touch again over her navel and circle around on her tummy, Sasha felt a familiar tickle in her pawpads. She looked past Benjamin down to her footpaws, only to see the long, fluffy tufts of his tail tickling over her flesh once again as his tail swayed back and forth in his excitement. "You say it as if you don't want me to do the very same," Benjamin claimed, knowing just how much Sasha enjoyed their sessions. Already, she was biting her lip as she felt a blissful_tickle in both of her footpaws, one at a time, and then, one upon her tummy from the feather that danced through her fur. "If it's really bugging you _that much, I can stop at any time, y'know."

Sasha narrowed her dangerously captivating jades at Benjamin and reached up with her paws, letting them sit around the back of his neck so he couldn't stray. "Don't you dare even think about it," she warned him, her nub tail wiggling back and forth against the covers as the feather tickled up a little bit further. There was a certain pleasure to be had in the mixture of the more ticklish, playful sensation and the more sensual, serious sensation as the very tip of the feather tickled over the underside of her bra. "Hehe...I worry I've let you know t-too many of my weak spots!" Sasha admitted, her pawpads curling in delight as the two different sensations blended in her tummy with a perfect alchemy.

"I dare to say you did a lot of that on purpose," Benjamin pointed out, poking between her breasts with the feather as if he was making a point at her. "Is this all getting to be too much for you? You ready to tap out?" he asked, teasing her still and knowing that the very tip of his tail was flickering over her most sensitive pawpads each time it swayed with his excitement. The feather was a bit more naughty, of course, dancing about in her cleavage and starting to tickle over the bare flesh that her bra simply couldn't contain, drawing a low, pleasured gasp from her and making her wonder just how devious Benjamin truly intended to go tonight.

It wasn't just his devious nature that had Sasha worried. There was a pressure building in her tummy, one that she recognized from being teased too much before, and every little tickle was pushing her further and further toward something she was worried might happen. That little pressure over her bladder got worse and worse as the skillful tail of Benjamin brushed back and forth, keeping her on edge, paced only by the pleasurable tickle of the feather above. "N-no way! You'll never get me to g-give in that easily!" she protested, but she knew that she was just barely hanging on, her breathing becoming a bit raspy as the sensation at the top of her tummy battled with the pleasant one tingling between her legs. "You'll n-never win!"

A tiny bit of wetness, though not the kind she was expecting, started to bead on the front of her panties and made her cheeks burn as bright as a stop sign. She couldn't help biting her lip, trying to drown out the tiny squeal of her surprise as Benjamin kept going, seeing her discomfort, but it did nothing to dissuade him. The devious red wolf was none the wiser to what was going on with her body, and until she gave up, he wasn't going to stop. "C'mon...you know you can't take much more of this!" he declared, gathering up the other feather, still sitting dormant and drifting it over her covered nipple, doing the same with the first feather and teasing both of her breasts and both of her footpaws at the same time.

It was teasingly ticklish.

It was absolutely heavenly.

It was just. Too. Much.

"W-wait, Benjamin! Stop! S-stop!" Sasha protested, but it was too late, and her tummy loosened up from all of the non-stop tickling. She clamped her thighs tightly together, but the tiny wet spot was now starting to show through her jeans, and it was only then that Benjamin realized he'd gone a little bit too far with his teasing.

"Sasha...oh...oh my goodness..."

The cute little pup had been tickled to heaven and back, it seemed, so much that her body couldn't quite keep up with the demands Benjamin put on it. "Benjamin...you really pushed the envelope there, huh?"

"Heh...I'm really sorry, Sasha...I didn't mean to...y'know. Make that happen..."

Sasha was already smiling up at her boy toy, giving a gentle stroke over the back of his neck to let him know that what he'd done was okay. "Gotta admit, I didn't see that coming...but it does give me an idea."

Thankfully, there wasn't any kind of a mess to clean up, but Sasha made it clear she was a little uncomfortable as she pushed on Benjamin, and he easily yielded. "And what's that, my dear?"

"I could use a little scrub down after that...and I'm sure you remember the multiple shower heads I've got in the bathroom?"

Benjamin couldn't hide his elation. His eyes lit up an even brighter shade of blue as his tail waggled about that much faster. "You mean the ones that have the different settings to tease over your tummy and your back?"

"The very same."

Sasha slipped out of the bed, giving a quick, sneaky stroke along the inside of Benjamin's thigh before she looked over her shoulder again, her eyes drawing him in with just one glance.

"You sure you want to risk letting me tickle you with those after what just happened?"

She couldn't help a playful grin. "I don't mind if we make a mess in the shower, Benjamin. In fact, I plan on us doing exactly that."

Benjamin gulped. Usually, between the two of them, he was the more aggressive one, and typically the more dominant, but the little firecracker of a pup couldn't put out her fuse, now that he'd lit it. "I didn't think you'd want to make too much of a mess, even in the shower..."

"Like I said, I worried that I let you in on a few too many of my weak spots...but you _still_don't know every single one," Sasha confirmed, turning fully to face Benjamin as she unbuckled her blue jeans and gave them a gentle push. The jade panties, matching her bra and her eyes almost too perfectly, quickly came exposed, even with that tiny wet spot forming between her thighs. "Perhaps you can come into the shower with me, and if you help me clean up, you'll have earned yourself a few more secrets."

The red wolf stood right up out of the bed at the invitation. It was one that he would be a fool to turn down, and his navy muscle shirt was tossed aside as casually as could be. "I never imagined I'd have to earn something like that from you, Sasha. Just what are you hiding from me now, hm?"

His jeans fell to the floor next, crumpling up in a pool of denim at his footpaws. He kept his boxers on just for the time being, but he didn't expect Sasha would let that last too long. "I can't always let you have my secrets for free," Sasha reminded him, one paw dipping back into her jeans to pull a feather from it, just like the one Benjamin had used on her.

"In fact...if you wanna join me in that shower, Benjamin, you'd better come a little closer...and try not to squirm."