Foxtrot Alpha
Xion is the clan hopeful; he has proven himself on many hunts of being a very capable fox. Dispite being a black sheep of sorts. Dark red fur, everywhere, save for ear tips, tail, and belly fur which are black, a few red spots fleck his muzzle. All of the other foxes of Xion's clan have white furs where Xion's black furs are, their fur is a light shade of red. The fox of seventeen is sitting at the base of a great pine tree; the ground around it is free from snow. Xion has his eyes closed. He has his tail in his paw ruffling the tip. Some built up snow on the branches of the pine slips away from the needles, the snow hits Xion on the head, he opens his eyes as the snow falls off his muzzle, his left ear is bent down from the weight of the snow. Xion twitches his whiskers; he exhales and follows his breath with his eyes. Xion gets up and starts walking back to the clan village. A few steps and Xion stops and looks behind him, nothing but the wind. As Xion turns around he touches nose tips with another fox from his clan.
"Woh now! A little frisky today are we?" Xion steps back an inch. "Don't back away my little foxy."
Xion cracks a smile. "Sorry, you startled me Ishmu."
Ishmu's always been quiet and out of the way, always apologizing for nothing. His fur is bright burning red, white chest fur, white tail tip. He has a very feminine figure than most other males Xion has seen."Do you think we have time before the ceremony begins?" Ishmu asks in a whimpering sort of tone.
"Don't you ever rest?" Ishmu frowns, his ears go as low as they can go. "Yes, I think we have enough time." Ishmu stops himself from jumping in the air.
"Want to go back to the tree?" Xion nods. Ishmu puts his paw along Xion's waist. Xion returns the gesture and pulls Ishmu closer by the shoulder. The walk is very short, not nearly as long as the two thought.
"Do you smell that Xion?" Ishmu asks while twitching his nose.
"The ceremony is starting soon, better make this quick...well I guess we can be a little late this time." Xion says.
"Do you think they'll save any payo-" Ishmu loses his words as both of their muzzles meet a light kiss. Xion breaks off and pushes Ishmu against the pine. Xion puts his paw on the slender fox's frame; the other paw has a hold of Ishmu's chin. Xion comes forward; their muzzles meet again, this time much deeper, mush more passionate. Their tongues dance and Ishmu pulls Xion closer, so fast that Xion almost didn't have enough time to move his paw from Ishmu's chest. Xion breaks away again, staring at his mate. Ishmu's lounge is still halfway out, his eyes closed. Xion kneels down, and is met by a pink knob barely poking out of his sheath. Xion comes close and breaths deep, the slight scent of musk is intoxicating; Xion takes a few quick laps at the pink. Xion glances up, Ishmu's arms are bent above his head, his back is arched, half of his manhood is poking out. Xion licks his lips and takes the whole thing into his maw. Working the underside of the girth with his tongue. Xion pulls back, Ishmu looks down."Why'd you stop? I was so close." Ishmu half whimpers, wanting to be released.
"You don't want to stop so soon, do you Ishmu?" Ishmu shakes his head. Xion stands up, and takes Ishmu's developing knot in his paw. "Do you?" Xion repeats, feeling dominant not catching Ishmu's slight gesture.
"No." Ishmu replies, half moaning. The smell of fire almost overtakes the strong scent of sex. Xion grabs Ishmu's chest fur, Ishmu tries to silence a yelp, but to no avail.
Xion stops. "Sorry, I didn't mean to get carried away." Xion apologizes.
"I-It's alright." Ishmu grabs Xion's knot, working his paw slowly to the tip, and quickly back down to the base of the shaft. "I'm ready whenever you are."
Xion smiles, grabs Ishmu by the shoulders, and spin him around. Kneeling down once again Xion lifts the fox's tail at the base, exposing Ishmu's tail hole. Xion laps at the pucker, the strong scent of earth, pine, and cedar overwhelms Xion's senses. Xion sticks his tongue inside, as deep as he can, pulling out only to take breaths. Xion's free paw wanders back to Ishmu's meat, stroking the base as he goes, not trying to touch the tip for fear that Ishmu might cum too soon. Xion stands back up, licking his left paw and spreading saliva over the tip of his twitching cock. Grabbing his knot with his paw, Xion aims at Ishmu's tail hole. He puts his free paw in the middle of Ishmu's back, in between the shoulder blades."I can't take it any longer...please." Ishmu begs. Xion teases the wanting fox's hole before applying pressure. Ishmu sighs in relief as Xion takes the plunge. Halfway down drums start to pound in the distance, the wind shifts in their direction."Do...do you-Ah-hear that?" Ishmu says while looking behind at Xion.
"They've started already." Xion tries to hold together his sentence. The smell of strong musk fills both mates' senses, almost snuffing out any cognitive thought.
Xion goes very slow, trying to break in his mate to avoid any pain. Ishmu starts to bounce on Xion's manhood to the beat of the drums. Xion get the idea and pulls out. He spins his mate around; Ishmu has a questioning look on his face. The wind blows in Ishmu's face, making him blink every few moments. Xion puts one of his paws on Ishmu's inner thigh raising it as high as it can so without and unnecessary stretching. Xion pushes himself into Ishmu again. With a little bump Ishmu is off the ground, he rests his back against the pine. Xion doesn't have to hold Ishmu up any longer; his legs are locked onto Xion's lower back, his arms on either side of Xion's neck. Xion's paws wander, from Ishmu's chest, to his throbbing cock; his other paw grabs the tip of Ishmu's swaying tail. Xion and Ishmu synchronize pumps to the beat of the drums. Xion comes closer and starts to suckle the croon of Ishmu's neck.
"AH...I....I'm g-gunna-c....CUM!" Ishmu's first shot hits him on the cheek. Getting more rapid and out of rhythm Xion can't hold back any longer. One final push and Xion's knot sinks into Ishmu."AH...." Breathing hard and deep Xion rests his head on Ishmu's chest.
".....I didn't mean.....to tie..." Xion pants into Ishmu's chest fur. Ishmu wipes off the cum from his cheek, and laps it from his fingers.
"Is it improper to go back tied?" Ishmu asks.
"I dunno, they probably won't care. Hell, their probably already getting into the bulk of it."
"Very true...so you don't think they saved any peyote for us?" Ishmu asks already knowing the answer.
"If we're lucky they saved us some." Xion says not seeing any peyote in their future."Well....Shall we?" Xion pull back and replaces the pine tree with his forearms. The smell of smoke intensifies as Xion trots back, little specks of embers dance in the sky. A piece of ash hits the moist part of Ishmu's cheek.