The Anniversary (a follow-up on of A Rough Start)
Rhys woke up to the smell of frying bacon and scrambled eggs. There was a note taped to his arm which read, "If you can smell the food I'm still here, if not I'll be back by mid-afternoon to celebrate our anniversary. Love, Krystal." The fox was surprised that he hadn't felt Krys get up that morning. Rhys usually was the one who reacted to the slightest change in the mattress, and also to any noise that came from the bedroom, but today he had slept through Krys' morning routine of a shower and a brushing somehow. Then he remembered what he had been dreaming about and realized just what had happened. He had dreamed of the day that he and Krystal first met, and the only time he ever dreamed of past events like that was when he had had too much to drink the night before. Rhys laughed. No surprise that he had slept like a log after the big party their friends had thrown them to celebrate their fifth anniversary. Five years ago to the day, he and Krystal had officially tied the knot, so to speak. He had asked Krys to be his mate, and he had agreed with out hesitation. As it happened, today was also the day that they had graduated the police academy as detectives. Today he knew that Krys had made plans to go to the station to work on some last minute problems with a new inmate who was causing problems for the officers. The inmate, a rat, as it happened, was also the same guy who had shot and killed Rhys' last boyfriend Ryan. Not only did the chief order Rhys off the case, so did Krys as a way to protect the rat's life so that he could at least get a trial for what he did to get caught this time, which was rape a young tigress who was still a cub. The evidence that was mounted against the rat was overwhelming, and there was no way he could get off. He was also going to be convicted of manslaughter for what he had done to Ryan the chief had assured Rhys, so Rhys was able to help collect evidence to incriminate the rat without letting his emotions get in the way. Slowly, Rhys got up out of bed and put on his robe. He then walked down the short hall of the apartment he and Krystal lived in to the well appointed kitchen that he had had made so he could cook like he wanted to. Krys was so intent on making the eggs just the way he liked them he didn't hear Rhys. When he taped the raccoon on the shoulder Krys jumped, and managed to hit his foot on the stove stubbing his toe.
"Rhys sweetie, don't do that to me right now. You know I'm jumpy due to the case."
"Relax lover, would someone out to get you do this to you?" Rhys calmly said as he reached his hands down Krys' pants to fondle his balls. Krys murred in pleasure, and Rhys felt his own sheath begin to fill, betraying his own arousal for what he was doing to his love.
"Down little fox," Krys said in spite of his obvious pleasure. "I can't stay long enough to play that game with you just yet."
"Well if you do have to go, at least let me fix you a real breakfast then. After all, I am the cook in this family."
"Thank god for that," laughed Krystal. "I don't know what I'd do without you cooking all my meals. I'm probably just eat ramen all the time and become fat."
"Silly coon, ramen doesn't make you fat, it makes you pudgy. There is a difference you know."
"I know I was teasing you," and just as he finished speaking, Rhys finished cooking the eggs and sat a plate down in front of Krys and made himself a plate as well.
"Hey, I was doing fine on those!"
"Fine, for a beginner that is. If you let me show you how to make eggs the way that I always make them for you, for once, I'd let you make them on your own. Though you do make good bacon," Rhys said taking a bite. "Really good bacon."
"Bacon always tastes better to you when you've been drinking the night before," laughed Krys.
"How much did I drink last night by the way?"
"Well you did sing a song about chasing balls and played ‘chase the tail' for about an hour."
"Oh my god!" cried Rhys shocked. "I didn't. There's know way I did."
"I have a video," laughed Krys. "Want me to show it to you?"
"I hope for your sake that you're lying. I would murder you if you did."
"Relax my pretty fox, I was only joking. No one has a video of it, but you really did do it once we got home."
"You'll never let me live it down will you?"
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't. Depends on what you're willing to do for me."
"Don't you have to be at work?" said Rhys scowling.
"Shit! I'm late as it is. See you around one this afternoon love," called Krys as he rushed out the door.
"Great. What am I suppose to do till then?" Rhys asked aloud. "Oh well, I might as well go to the mall and pick up some toys for tonight." At the mall, Rhys looked around for a bit and then decided that they needed some new sheets, so he picked out some white, Egyptian cotton one that Krys liked. He also bought a new CD to play once Krys got home. It was by Enya, one of their favorite artists, and was on sale. He then went to a nearby shop which sold sex toys and other items. He purchased a new pair of handcuffs for himself, a new dildo for Krys - one he had been talking about buying, but couldn't afford - and a few bottles of lube as they were running low. Next he went by the market and bought all the items he'd need to make a festive lunch for the two of them. He got some crab, some seaweed, three cucumbers, a block of cream cheese, some salmon eggs, and some sushi rice.
"Perfect, now to go home and make lunch," Rhys said after checking out. By half past eleven, Rhys was back home cooking the rice, and wrapping the dildo and cuffs he had bought to make into a gift. Once the rice was done, he got out the other food he had bought and began to roll his own special sushi rolls for lunch. Once he had around twenty piece or so worth of rolls made he ran out of rice and stopped. The then got out his special stash of wasabi peas and made his own wasabi paste to use. He was done with making everything with only a minute to spare, and then Krystal walked in.
"So about lunch," he began and stopped once he caught sight of the table laid out with the sushi. "You know, I wanted to make you lunch for a change, and you beat me to it."
"Come and eat before it gets warm honey, then talk about how I wronged you by doing this," replied Rhys with a laugh. After lunch, Krys sprung a surprise gift on Rhys. He had gotten them two tickets to see a showing of a new musical called "Furspary" which was playing downtown. A little cheesy, but enjoyable, it lasted until about six o'clock that night, and allowed Krys to take Rhys out to a fancy restaurant for dinner. Once they finally got home, Rhys pulled out his gifts for Krystal. When he saw the handcuffs and dildo, his whole body stiffened
"What's wrong?" asked Rhys alarmed.
"You bought me THIS dildo! Honey it must have cost you a small fortune to buy."
"Oh please, it was nothing really. I knew you had your eye on it and thought you'd like it so I just bought it for you. Oh and the cuffs I bought for me, but I think that you'll enjoy them first somehow," Rhys said causing Krys to laugh.
"That I will," he said as he took Rhys' hand and drew him into a passionate kiss. Krys broke the kiss long enough to get Rhys shirt off, and then he led him into the bedroom. Suddenly, Rhys found his hands cuffed to the bed, and his ankles cuffed there as well.
"Where did you get the second pair?"
"From the drawer where you keep them," replied Krys as he pulled a small riding crop from the drawer as well. "Now who's been a bad fox today?"
"No master, not me!" cried Rhys getting into the role-play. Krys leaned in a bit too far and Rhys was able to give his sheath a quick lick which cause a large sliver of pink cock to poke its way out.
"Naughty, naughty little foxy," teased Krys. "That comes later." Krys playfully hit Rhys with the crop on the rear as he spoke and Rhys moaned in pleasure, his cock already fully erect.
"Let me suck you master," Rhys begged, and in response, Krys moved closer so Rhys could reach his sheath. Rhys began to slowly lick his balls, which always drove Krys wild. Quickly, his cock came to full attention, almost poking Rhys in the eye.
"Silly coon, that doesn't go there," Rhys laughed. "It goes here," he finished and abruptly engulfed Krys' member in his mouth. Slowly suckling on just the tip, he brought Krys almost to the a climax. Sensing this, Rhys stopped, and moved to lick around Krys' navel. Krys laughed as Rhys stuck his tongue inside and tickled him. When Krys had calmed down a but, Rhys took his shaft into his mouth once more and began to deep throat it. After a few time, he was able to take it all the way to the base, and he could tell that Krys was about to cum. Suddenly, he felt Krys tense up and that was all the warning he had before his mouth was filled with a copious amount of Krys' seed. Swallowing as much as he could, Rhys still had some fall out of his mouth and coat his lips and muzzle.
"Does it turn you on more when I'm bound like this?"
"You ask that every time, and the answer never changes. Of course it does love, I love being the dominate one... for this at least," replied Krys.
"So you're tired of being the dominate one now?" Instead of answering him, Krys un hooked the cuffs and let Rhys drop to the floor. Reaching into the drawer, Krys pulled out an empty bottle of lube.
"Crap, I can't take you without lube if you want to knot me," said Krys.
"Not to worry, no pun intended," replied Rhys. "I bought some more today. It's in the other drawer."
"You think of everything." Krys lubed up his tail-hole, and then gave the bottle to Rhys. Then he bent over and prepared to take Rhys' cock into his ass, but Rhys had another idea. Taking out the new dildo he had bought Krys, he lube that up instead and rammed it into Krys' ass. Krys gave a sharp yelp, but then he realized what had happened. Almost at once, Rhys activated one of the features the dildo had and it began to pulse. Not like a vibrator, but almost like it had it's own heartbeat. Then it began to grow warmer.
"Holy-" and that was as far as Krys got before he was forced to cum again by the magical feeling the device filled him with. By this point, Rhys was so hard that it hurt every time his pulse twitched his erect shaft. Pulling out the dildo, which caused Krys to gasp in surprise, Rhys lubed up his cock and began to fuck Krys with reckless abandon. Quickly, feeling his climax was approaching, he shoved his knot into his lover with an audible pop. Krys yelled in pain, and Rhys began to shoot his seed into his love's body. Amazingly, even though he had cum twice already, Krys had a third orgasm and managed to make the floor so slick with cum, that he slipped, pulling Rhys down on top of him. Rhys leaned down and have Krys a quick lick on the cheek and whispered, "Good boy, that was fun." All Krys could manage was a murr of agreement before he passed out in euphoria from the afterglow. Rhys though it would be a good idea to join him, and grabbed the cover off the bed. After covering their prone forms with the blanket, he too fell asleep, tie to his love till morning. Just like that first night five years ago.