101 Ways to Keep Warm
Hey there all you readers, I know I have a series that I am in the middle of, but I was just inspired by the snow that I couldn't resist writing this fiery tale of love and passion. So as soon as this is done I'll be back and involved in my main series, but until then I hope you enjoy this winter themed steamy yiff.
And as all before, all characters mentioned here are copywrited by me, and any use of them is strictly forbidden....that is unless you ask me first. And trust me...I would be honored if you asked, so if you have an inkling, just go ahead and send me a little message.
And this work is dedicated to all my friends who fill every moment of my life with joy and warmth, and I hope they are having a wonderfully cozy and toasty warm day while the snow storm rages outside.....YAY snow!! And most of all to one of my best friends Johabi....whatever happens, just know that we will always remain best friends and be in contact....I promise
Sincerely your very warm wolf writer,
Cyan Spirt
p.s. warm soup and some hot tea really do feel good after a cold day of shoveling snow...just a little tip to keep you and your loved ones snuggly warm.
"AARGGG!!....just one more choice!....all I need is one more option!" the male shouted as he slammed his paws against the wooden table in front of him. Surrounding him were crumpled up pieces of notebook paper as the trash bin next to his desk was overloaded. Slowly he spun around on his rotating gray office chair where his form now resided, not wanting even to see the failed ideas on wrinkled paper, and stared into the mirror that was placed across form him in his office.
There sitting in his seat was a wolf as black as freshly burned ash from the tips of each pointy ear to the tips of his bare furry paws. His eyes were a warm yellow that seemed to melt the cold air around him, which was a rather good thing when you live where half the year, the ground is covered in dense snow and ice. At the moment, while he sat in his office rummaging his brain for answers, he was dressed in an oversized tan sweater which had small green leaves sewed around the collar, cuffs, and hem of the garment. And his pants consisted of simple dark blue jeans that gripped his form quite well; showing off that while he was indeed a writer, he certainly wasn't out of shape and had quite a set of muscles on his average sized form. He let out a long-winded sigh as he could hear rustling coming up the stairs that led to his study on the top floor of his winter house.
Turning back to face the desk and all his crumpled works, he stared around the small work area he had installed in the attic when he had bought the property. There was a large bay window that faced the lush backyard, but due to it being exactly the middle of the snowy season, everything was covered in a think layer of snow, about 2 feet he figured. But at the moment the sun was out and he basked in the rays, which filtered through into the burgundy painted room with bookcases that lined every wall. Heck, the wolf had even decided on installing hanging shelves from the ceiling to support his extensive collection of tombs, some which he had written himself and some which he had found most inspirational.
Looking down to the most recently scribbled away idea, he reread the title again. "101 ways to keep warm...." As the wolf gave a sad chuckle to himself, "too bad I only have 100 ways so far....and the publisher wants it by tomorrow..." as he crumpled up the newest sheet and tossed to the side when he heard the door to his study slam against the wall and a heaving fox enter.
"I heard screaming....are you all right Ravery?" the smaller male asked as he had to lean against the door frame and catch his breath; running up four flights of stairs is certainly no easy task to complete in under two minutes. The wolf turned to see his mate heaving against the wall as he gave a warm smile to the boy. Sure the vulpine was younger then him, not by much though, but the wolf couldn't help himself and constantly thought of him as still a child. He was wearing at the moment a thick solid black sweater and a pair of brown sweatpants that dropped to the floor. Though no matter what he was wearing, Ravery always was amazed more by his pelt then the clothes that covered it up, for unlike most foxes which were a deep rust color with black accents on their tail and paws, this particular one was an arctic fox and had a silver pelt that was matched by no other. The silver fur had this metallic sheen to it whenever the light managed to catch his mate at just the right angle, and was definitely one of the things that had first caught the wolf's eye when he had first met him. However his pelt wasn't a solid silver, for on the tips of his ears and the last tuff of fur on his tail were actually pure black just like his own pelt. Though the fox's paws were as pure a white as Ravery's paws were a pure black, he had always just loved to see them blend in perfectly with the freshly laid snow outside.
"Yeah Ivory...I'm alright, just a bit frustrated is all..." as he motioned for the vulpine to take a folding chair from the wall and have a seat next to him which the fox readily did. Being near his mate had always seemed to calm the wolf down since as far back as he could remember, and he leaned in close to take a whiff of the fox's scent as he cold nose gently brushed against his cheek.
Ivory instantly giggled as the cold nose brushed his fur and he gave the wolf a tender lick on the nose before sighing softly, "come on Ravery, you have been at this thing all day so far....you can't tell me you haven't come up with one idea that you can use," his paws gently rubbing the writer's back. Leaning against the larger male, he stole glances at all the scribbles and closed his eyes as he felt content just to sit against his lovely mate; though due to the immediate deadline of Ravery's newest project, they hadn't had much time to be any closer then this. "What about...ummm...drinking hot soup?" the silver fox asked in an attempt to help break the writer's block.
The black wolf chuckled softly, "that's number 13 honey....but thanks for trying." He then places his paws around the smaller male's body and pulled him closer as he sniffed the warm air that wafted up from the kitchen two floors below. "Mmmm....you cooking dinner my little fox?" as he could smell the simmering of chicken and spices.
Nodding softly, Ivory licked the wolf's nose again, "yeah....I thought that maybe some food would help you think better...come on, you have been at this since well before dawn. You need something in that stomach...please.....for me?" as he gave the canine those sad eyes that only young kits could still make, though he was lucky enough to be able to carry the ability well into his teenage years and beyond.
Ravery could only avoid the sight as much as possible before he heard the fox begin to make the pitiful whimper that made him easily bend to the vulpine's will and agree to what ever the boy asked of him. "Alright, alright...I'll get something to eat..." as he scooted the chair out from the desk and stood up, taking a moment to stretch his legs and arms. And before he could get another word out, Ivory grabbed his paw and began tugging him down the stairs; so at the last moment, the wolf reached out to grab his yellow notepad and pen as he was dragged down the two flights of stairs.
The two passed over the third floor, which was their bedroom, and burst into the kitchen as the smell of the chicken flooded their noses. "We ran out of firewood, wolfy..." the fox quipped as he motioned to the empty rack next to the stove. But quickly he enticed the larger male over to an already pulled out chair and sat him down, pushing him closer to the table.
"Well...I can wait if it is going to be a while..." Ravery said as he attempted to push the chair back before two paws encircled his neck and tucked a napkin into his collar, their owner then placing a small kiss on the wolf's right cheek before gently taking a whiff of his scent. Then just as quickly and effortlessly, a small bowl and saucer were in front of him as some hot soup was slid towards him with spoon already in place.
"Nonsense, I made a bit of an appetizer just incase something like this was going to happen..." Ivory said with a smirk as he took a seat across from the wolf and poured himself a bowl as well. "Now...getting back to some ideas for your book on how to help newcomers adjust to this area....ummm...what about getting lots of heavy blankets?" as he took a sip of his stew.
The wolf knew very well that he could not fight a home cooked meal along with the attention of a cute vulpine sitting across from him, so reluctantly he slid back into place and took a couple hearty sips of his food before answering. "That is number 46....I've used up all the ideas possible..." he sighed as he stole glances at his surroundings.
They were both seated in the center of a large kitchen, their oak table and chairs the center point as a raging fire rested just off to the side. The wood slats that made up the walls were painted a deep hunter green while the cabinets were left in their natural wooden color, and only given a clear coat of primer so as not to decompose. A stainless steel fridge was off to the far corner as a metal sink and old fashioned wood burning stove sat next to it. Of course this house got electricity, but when they had purchased it, they had decided that since they were so close to the forest, practically in it, that they should just use wood for cooking, and they both had to admit that food never tasted better. Not to mention that that Ivory was an amazing chef and probably could have gone professional if he hadn't decided to move out into the wilderness with Ravery, who was of course thankful for every spectacular meal he made for him.
The silver fox sighed as he twiddled with his spoon in the soup as he began to think, wanting to try and get his lover out of this writing slump. "Hmmm...How about building a warm fire? Keeping the doors and windows closed? Not going outside unless necessary? Always having extra supplies in the house? Getting a space heater just incase?" as he took a sip of soup between each option. His eyes periodically glancing back to the stove, making sure that there was still a fire underneath to cook the chicken dinner he had prepared hours earlier.
Ravery knew that his mate was only trying to help as he sighed and looked down into his soup. "Those are numbers 57, 86, 5, 30, and 92 respectively....look Ivory, I have exhausted every lead and option, maybe I should just change the title to '100 ways to keep warm'." The wolf hated shooting down his little fox's ideas, but he had already thought of them and the deadline was approaching fast as he could see dusk starting to fall outside.
"Oh....well I'm sure you will think of something by tonight....I mean you already had the fliers printed up, so changing the title is not an option," as he stole another glance toward the meal cooking on the stove. "Hold on a moment sweetie...I think dinner is ready for the next phase.." as the fox kindly excused himself from the table and sauntered back to the stove, quickly donning a white apron with the phrase "Kiss the cook" emblazed across the front in large red letters. The canine had always loved to tease his mate every time he wore it and would constantly plant kisses all over his face whenever they were cooking for company. But the flame that was between them seemed to have stifled for the moment as he was spending more time with his paper and pen then with his own private silver pelted angel.
The wolf nodded softly as he continued to take slow slips of his soup and jot down ideas on the pad before grunting and ripping the paper off and tossing it to the floor in frustration. "Take your time Ivory...I'm going to be a while..." as he noticed the vulpine nod and turn to open a couple cupboards around the room before seeming not to find what he needed and opening up a small, somewhat obscured door to enter the storage room. Ravery had built that room himself after the fox's numerous comments about how little storage there was for all his cooking supplies, ingredients, and freezer space. He could even remember when he had presented the room to his special silver mate as a surprise birthday present, though most of all he recalled the wild night they had had afterwards. Slowly, the wolf's pants began to feel tight, though he soon stopped the memory with a small sigh as he turned his attention back to the notepad in front of him.
Finishing up his bowl of soup, the wolf glanced out the window as dusk had fallen and the forest was now a brilliant umber color. The trees swayed with each gentle blow of the wind, as the snow was in pristine condition, untouched by any paw marks or walked upon by another animal. The wind soon began to pick up as snow flakes started to fall from the sky and Ravery could tell that something was brewing when he heard a voice from the storage closest, "could you check on the fire for me Ravery?" his voice sounding as though he were struggling with something.
"Absolutely my little chef..." the wolf said with a tired voice as he got up and brought his empty bowl to the sink before turning to look into the stove. He noticed that the fire wasn't as strong as it had been, and quickly used a poker to create a few more sparks before closing the door. Ravery was just about to take a peek into the cast iron pot when a silver paw gently slapped his black one and he instinctively pulled back.
Smirking next to him stood the arctic fox as he placed the paw back under the crate of vegetables, spices, fruits, defrosted meats, and numerous other ingredients he was carrying, "no peeking....it's a surprise for you once you think of the last choice." As he set the box onto the table and pulled a cutting board and knife from a drawer as he set them down as well. "Now get back up there and start thinking..." as he leaned in and gave the wolf a tender kiss on the lips, "I love you Ravery."
"I love you too Ivory..." as he knew very well that he could not fight his mate when he wanted something to happen. And so, the wolf went back to the table and grabbed his notepad as he tromped up the two flights of stairs to get back into the doorframe of his study. Down below he could hear the humming of the vulpine and the chopping of the knife as he forced himself into his chair and to think on his book.
After ten minutes of scribbling out choices and tossing out options that just seemed not to fit, Ravery leaned back in his chair and just closed his eyes. He had left the door to his study open just incase he needed to hear his mate, though he had learned to do this the hard way a few years back. He could recall closing the door and turning the nearby radio up as he sat down to concentrate on his current project at that time, 'How to Cook Like a Fox'. It was a cookbook dedicated to Ivory, and his mate was downstairs in the kitchen trying out recipes to put in when apparently he had gone into the storage closet for a bit and something had caught on fire, trapping the vulpine in the room. Of course Ivory had screamed, whimpered, and mewed like a frightened kit, but do to the thick walls, the radio blasting, and his closed door, Ravery hadn't even noticed till he began to smell something cooking down below and his mouth had begun to water in anticipation. So the wolf had opened the door only to be greeted with a burst of hot air and knew instantly that something was wrong as he sprinted down those two flights of stairs, and had burst into a kitchen that was half engulfed in flames. He could remember calling out for the fox franticly till he noticed his silver pelt though a wall of smoke as he saw that his mate was still hidden in the closet that just happened to be on the other side of the line of flames. After a few moments later, and after the wolf had thoroughly doused their entire kitchen with buckets of water from the sink; he had ran to the closest and just held his mate for what seemed to be an eternity, them both crying and whimpering in each other's arms. And from that point on, Ivory had made him swear to leave the door open, which he had eagerly agreed to and kept that promise even to this day.
And luckily he had done so, as he heard the vulpine's voice rise up in a disappointed and frustrated tone, "aww crap....not now of all times." He then heard pacing around the kitchen, as his sharp ears were easily able to pick out the boy's stomping below.
Ravery sighed, secretly thrilled at the distraction from his writer's block, as he got up to go to the entranceway of his office and looked down the stairwell to scream to his mate below, "you okay there Ivory?" his fingers nervously drumming on the door frame next to him. He even sniffed the air once or twice just to make sure that he didn't smell any smoke, or god for bid, burnt fur.
"Yeah yeah..." the voice returned, "the blasted fire just went out and we are all out of wood....so I'm going to have to go out and chop some more." The canine then heard more pacing and the opening and closing of cupboards, the fridge, and even the clang of the pot itself.
"You know I can do it..." Ravery responded back, "I guess I can take a bre-" was all he got out before the fox shouted back.
"Oh no....you have your book to work on, and I won't be long..." as the wolf heard the front door open. "And besides, I'm an arctic fox remember...I can stand the cold better then most," and with that the front door slammed closed and Ravery was left alone in the house.
Sighing loudly, the wolf turned his attention back to his notepad, noticing that he was almost out of pages, he designed up a few more ideas that he deemed simply weren't good enough and tossed the entire thing into the full waste basket and closed his eyes. "I can concentrate...maybe a nap would do me some good," as he got up and grabbed a new notepad from the nearest drawer and descended the one flight of stairs till he stood in the doorway of their bedroom.
After Ravery flipped the light switch, he took a moment to look around the room that he had turned into their own personal, private, and perfect paradise in the forest. Their bed stood against the far wall from the doorway and was by far the most prominent feature with its huge oak head and base boards and the maple colored large comforters that was pulled up against the two pillows. He had changed the normal king size bed into a four poster alter to slumber by taking four large branches that he had found outside one day while walking, and had attached them to each corner; then decided on draping blue silk over the top to create a canopy that represented the sky whenever he would stare up at it. And on either side of the bed was a end table with a large and very floral lamp upon it, each table having a picture of the other one; Ravery's choice was a photo of Ivory on their first date and on the fox's end lay a frame that had a photo of when they first bought the house. The room itself was painted a neutral eggshell color and had numerous photos from the places that the two had visited together. There was a large armoire to the immediate left of the door and a sturdy handmade dresser to the right, against the wall that was just opposite from the master bath. And stepping into the room, the wolf didn't even bother to get changed into his pajamas, even though most of the time he slept in the nude anyways. So the lupine just quickly hopped into bed, forgetting to even wash himself up as he squirmed into his side under the large comforter and laid the pad of paper on his end table as he drifted off into slumber.
Awaking some time later from his nap, the wolf rubbed his yellow eyes with the back of his paws as he stole a look at the alarm clock next to his pillow. "10:30 pm" he read out loud as he just turned onto his back and stared up at the ceiling and the blue drapes that hung off from the poster by his head. Slowly something began not to seem right, it wasn't something he could put his finger on as he racked his still sleepy mind to try and think of it. The house seemed overly quiet, sure there were still the natural creaks of the wood, but it sounded lifeless....almost empty. And that was when it suddenly dawned on him as he sat upright on his bed and franticly turned to the empty side of the bed next to him, "Ivory!"
Bolting up, he grabbed his notepad as a habit and rushed to the entranceway to the staircase as he strained to hear any other sign of life coming from the dwelling. "Ivory.....foxy....where are you?" he asked with a skittish twinge in his voice, only to receive no response. Now becoming outright worried, he rushed down the stairs to see the empty kitchen, the pot on the wood burning stove now ice cold as he scampered to the storage closest only to find it empty of the fox. Turning around in circles as he tried to figure out what had happened to his mate, he looked towards the window and gasped as the few flakes of snow he had seen earlier had now become a full blown blizzard outside.
"Oh god....my sweet little vulpine is still out there..." the wolf whined to himself as he hurried down the final staircase to the bottom floor where the front door was and looked around, hoping that he was hiding somewhere around there. Finding no one he looked to the coat rack and saw that the ax they kept by the door was still missing at that the fox's heavy winter coat still hung on the rack next to the door. Whimpering softly he ran his paws over the jacket to find that it was room temperature at that the fox hadn't even worn in it when he had gone out. "Probably figured he would be back in time....guessed that since he was a arctic fox he could handle it..." he said softly as he quickly pulled his dark brown trench coat off the rack and donned it. After shoving the pad and paper that he was holding into a pocket out of sheer habit, he opened the deadbolt on the door and slowly turned the knob to enter the cold frontier outside.
Ravery managed to get the large door open after struggling with the ice that seemed to have formed on the outside, he was greeted with howling wind and a rush of cold air that sent shivers up his spine and made his fur stand on end. "Ivory!" he screamed from the front steps as he waded onto the porch which only had about a foot of snow on it due to the overhang above, and it only managed to come up to mid-shin. Quickly he walked back to close the door as he then began to pace over the wooden structure, constantly screaming the fox's name, hoping he could hear and answer him. Though no response was ever given as he then began to strain his ears to hear anything other then the sweeping of the trees and the gales of wind.
Now beginning to move into panic mode, the wolf put his nose to the air and began to sniff like never before in an attempt to locate his mate's scent and follow his tracks. After a few heart-wrenching moments, he was able to pick up a faint trace and slowly hoped off the porch steps to discover that the snow had easily risen to just under his waist in height. Instantly Ravery was submerged in the freezing cold as he managed to wade through, following the scant traces of smell in circles and loops as he followed the fox's trail he had taken hours earlier.
Night had now fallen over the woods as he struggled to even see where he was going, turning back once the house already seemed to fade into the background of the dark forest. But persisting on, the canine peered through the constant snow that fell from the heavens in his vain search for the male that meant the world to him. The scent now starting to get a bit stronger as he enter the forest that was just outside the clearing where their house was built and began to weave around trees like an endless maze of timber.
Ravery continued to shout the fox's name at the top of his lungs till through a couple of trees, he noticed the tip of something black that just seemed out of place in the forest. Hurrying through the snow that seemed to be rising ever faster and was now up to the collar of his trench coat, he maneuvered his way closer and stared to scream even louder. "Ivory...please....for the love of god please say something....anything!" he wailed when after a few moments he heard the faint whimpering of the fox in the distance and coming from exactly the direction he had seen the black object.
Finally he maneuvered close enough so where he could see the almost completely buried fox in a large snowdrift and his heart sank like never before. After wading though even more snow, he was close enough to wrap his arms around the vulpine and pull him against his chest. "I have you Ivory...I have you now..." he whimpered as he noticed that the fox's sweater and sweatpants were soaked through and that the silver male was shivering harshly.
"R-R....Ravery...that y-y-you?" the fox stammered though his vibrating teeth, his eyes closed as he wrapped his numb paws around the wolf and held him close. The wolf only held back longer as he looked around franticly in search of their house, but finding no marker that would lead him to get his direction centered.
"Yes Ivory...y-yes it is me...your black wolfy," the canine responded as he closed his eyes and began to rack his brain for answers. He knew that he couldn't carry the fox around the wilderness in an aimless search for their dwelling, and that was then ideas were popped into his head as he only barely muttered to himself, "the book..." he said softly as he began to make a mental list of all 100 option he had already created.
The fox only shivered and stared up at the wolf questioningly, but was in no situation to disagree and only hugged Ravery harder as he curled his large tail around himself in a despite attempt to recapture some of his lost body heat. "Way number 68...build shelter if stranded..." the canine said to himself as he stared around the ever increasing snow and could not see any available shelter till he scarcely muttered, "igloo."
Instantly he placed the fox back into the snowdrift as he gave him a warm smile, his yellow eyes seeming to cut through the coldness, even if for a moment as the vulpine only nodded and huddled in the massive snow bank. Ravery began to dig and pile the snow all around him as he would constantly pop up and down out of the snow and reminded Ivory much of the prairie dogs that they had seen on their travels.
Packing the snow higher and higher, the canine finally created a large enough mound, as he got as low to the ground as he could manage and began hollowing the large frozen block out. Ravery pushed snow to ever which way until finally he had created enough room to sit him and the fox comfortably inside as he shivered a bit and was now starting to feel the effects of the cold weather. "Can you make inside foxy?" the canine cried out, hoping his voice was loud enough to carry both through the large wall of snow and the whipping winds out side. But at last he heard a small grunt and kept his eyes down towards the entrance at the bottom.
Slowly but surely, he saw first the black tipped ears, and then the sweet muzzle of the fox appear below him as the eyes looked up to stare at the wolf inside. "I...I....can't make it....everything is numb..." the vulpine whimpered as he couldn't stop shivering and just lay at the entrance, his head and neck still inside the hastily made dwelling.
"Well I can't just leave you outside in the cold Ivory..." Ravery said softly as he leaned down from his seat in the snow and opened his toothy maw as he softly gripped the scruff of the fox's neck, causing the silver male to whimper from the pressure as the wolf slowly dragged his upper half into the confines of the igloo. Then releasing his neck, he wrapped his black arms around the silver waist and hoisted him the rest of the way out of the storm outside into in the loving embrace of his mate.
Ivory just began to sniffle and shutter as he pulled his body into a small ball and wrapped his arms tightly around the wolf, his body resting against the now cold trench coat that Ravery was wearing. "Th-thank you..." he managed to force from his muzzle as his teeth were chattering together from being out in the snow for so long. His face drained of color as his clothes were soaked all the way through and now clung to his body like damp rags.
Ravery only held the vulpine tighter to him, "anytime my mate....anytime," as he finally took notice to his mate's shivering and slowly sat him down on the small snow bench he had created inside the igloo where they now resided. The walls were pure white and cold to the touch as small claw marks could be seen from the wolf's claws digging through the frigid material. "Way number 22....remove wet clothes when in cold weather," the canine repeated from memory as he looked over to the shivering fox and gently ran the back of his black paws over his shivering cheeks.
The silver male only nodded as he began to feel the other's paws slip under his sweater and brush against his furry chest. And in one quick move, Ravery stripped the sopping wet sweater and undershirt from the shivering fox and tossed it down to block the entrance where they had come in to stop any updraft of cold air of getting into the confines. Now bare-chested, ivory simply wrapped his arms around his chest and began to shiver even more when he felt another set of paws encircle his form and slowly he was lifted back onto the wolf's lap. The black fingers were now running down his legs as they felt the damp sweatpants that the fox was still wearing and noticed that his legs too were shivering. "S-s-so cold..." Ivory blurted out between gasps of air as he wrapped his large bushy tail around his waist as a makeshift blanket
Without even a second thought, Ravery used one arm to pull the fox higher against his body so that he could get his rump off his lap, and he used his second paw to slip inside the elastic waistband and gently began to nudge the fabric, boxers and all, down his legs. Feeling the material shift down his mate's legs, he reached down and nudged the wet pants and boxers over his bare footpaws and to the ground of the igloo as the fox now sat naked and huddling on the wolf's lap. They never did wear shoes or socks, deciding that the feel of the wood floors under their soft pads made the house seem much more natural, and for once Ravery was glad of that. The canine then nudged the pants also into the entrance along with the sweater with his foot, his paws on the other hand were vigorously rubbing all over his mate's chest, back, legs and arms in an attempt to restore circulation.
But the fox continued to shiver despite the heavy rubbing, his sheath and sac hidden by the bushy tail that encircled his waist, as he made sure to pull his legs against his chest and curl into as small a ball as he could manage on Ravery's lap. "Way number 34....body heat can be used to help increase warmth.." the wolf said aloud as he gently sat the naked vulpine next to him as he too started to undress, wanting to use every attempt he could to keep his freezing mate as warm as possible.
Quickly he began to unbutton his brown trench coat and easily shifted that off and to the floor of the enclosure as he the lifted the vulpine down onto the coat so that he wasn't sitting directly on the cold snow. His paws then slipped under his own sweater and undershirt as he removed those to revel his somewhat sculpted abs and chest, as he handed his discarded clothing to the fox as he watched Ivory lay them out on the bottom of the igloo to form a sort of carpet. Ravery then slipped off the small bench as well as he sat on the coat next to his mate and unbuckled the snap on his jeans as he slid them out from under him and laid them on the floor as now he sat naked as well, his tail wagging softly behind him as he began to run his paws back over his mate.
Soon the vulpine began to let shaky murrs of pleasure escape his muzzle as the soft pads of the canine glided over his partly frozen body. Slowly he crawled on all fours till he was seated between the wolf's legs and just latched his paws around the black neck as he pulled himself close, his chest rubbing over his mates as he dragged his sheath and sac against the larger counterparts of his mate. Finally he was able to drag his head high enough to get his face even with Ravery's, his ears fallen to the sides of his head as he just stared into the kind yellow eyes, his own black ones quivering from both cold and an overload of emotion. "It-it.....it's starting to work..." he quivered out between clenched teeth.
Ravery only stared back into Ivory's eyes as he slowly leaned forward, his paws wrapping around the fox's waist as placed his muzzle tenderly against the vulpine's; a passionate kiss ensuing as he closed his eyes and just let his lips do the talking for him. He could feel his mate's body tensing at the display, but soon he melted into the strong black arms and kissed back just as tenderly, even opening his mouth a bit to grant the wolf's tongue access. The action of course, not being declined by the wolf as his tongue slowly slid into the warm enclosure as it pressed against all sides of the maw.
Their tongues mingling in the flame that had sprung from the deep mutual love they had for each other as finally they broke the kiss and sat there, staring into each other's eyes again. Before slowly the wolf lifted the vulpine from between his legs and sat him next to him again on the improvised carpet of clothes. "You still seem cold my little foxxie..." he murred, a seductive undertone in his voice as he shifted over and began to lick his way down the fox's body, starting just under his muzzle.
The vulpine merely tensed as he let a low-pitched moan escape his muzzle and leaned into the snow wall behind him. He could feel the tongue slowly glide over his neck and chest as he felt the wolf not only impart warmth into his body, but love as well. "C-could be..." he said with a small lust filled voice. His smaller form shuddering a bit each time the black lupine's tongue ran over a nipple hidden in the dense silver coat; small squeaks of appreciation filling the igloo as the air around the two seemed to warm instantly as the flame of their love heated them both throughout.
Ivory's sheath instantly began to swell as the tongue danced along his chest and trickled down his sides. The wolf's paws were a constant force against his back as the canine dragged the tips of his claws up and down the smaller male's spine, sending shivers through out his entire body as they sat there. "I think I know a way to get some heat applied directly to the bare skin," Ravery said as he gave a little smirk and he
removed his paws from stroking the fox's large bushy tail and gently danced them around his waist with small teasing little pricks to his hips.
The vulpine let out a small gasp, his breath forming a dense white cloud in the cold air as he felt a black paw just barely brush over the tip of his sheath. The other paw dipping down lower as it gently grasped the silver sac, the fingers tickling the sensitive area with the points of his canine claws. Ivory could only close his eyes and thrust his hips against the black paws which seemed never to let up on the teasing of his most sensitive areas. His paws supporting him as they rested against the floor of the igloo to prevent him from simply collapsing and falling right through the snowy wall and back into the harsh elements outside.
Then without a second thought, the wolf lowered his muzzle till his cold nose was only inches from the silver sheath below, the musk of his mate flooding his system as he felt a stirring in his own untouched sheath. He then slowly stuck out his tongue as he dragged up the underside of the furry covering, his paws grasping the vulpine's hips as he felt the fox give a small jump at the feeling of the wet tongue now licking him. A loud moan emitting forth from Ivory's lips as he tried to thrust even more against the lupine's muzzle, but the black paws now restraining him teasingly.
Slowly, after using his tongue to moisten the now rock hard sheath, Ravery could feel the head of his mate's cock straining against the restricting confines as he took one last large sniff of the area and a final glance up to Ivory's face before shoving the tip of his tongue deep into the silver furred lining. The fox began to pant and groan as the damp appendage sunk into him and began lapping at the swollen head of his member; small whimpers of pleasure beginning to spill from his muzzle as his tail was gently running over the canine's back and intertwining with the wolf's black one.
The heat began to spread from the wolf to the fox as his tongue was slowly forced from the sheath as the fox's throbbing member pushed the intrusion out of its way. But that certainly didn't stop Ravery from constantly licking and lapping at the exposed flesh till the full length was out in the open inside the cold igloo. Without a moment of hesitation, the wolf took the entire cock into his muzzle, greedily sucking on it like a new born pup, as the fox above yipped in great surprise at the deed. Slowly Ivory placed his paws on the top of Ravery's head as he felt the vacuuming motion from inside the hot confines of the wolf's muzzle which was around his sensitive flesh.
"D-don't stop..." the fox spurted out, the heat from their interaction slowly curing him of his shivers due to the cold, only for his tremors to be replaced with ones from a sensory overload coming from his pulsating member. The vulpine could feel every ridge on the top of the canine's maw as the head of his cock rubbed against it; the rough yet softly textured tongue running along the underside bringing chills and lustful moans from his muzzle. Slowly Ivory could begin to feel his knot forming at the base of his cock due to the constant attention he was receiving from the wolf's lips.
"I wasn't planning on it," Ravery replied with a smirk, having removed his muzzle from the bright pink member for a moment to be able to speak; a paw holding the piece of flesh still, so that he could get right back to work. His soft pads slowly glided up and down the now sopping wet length before it was inhaled back into his obsidian colored muzzle in order to resume his motions. Every now and then the head would press against the back of his throat, till at last he felt relaxed enough from the terrifying situation before and allowed the member to sink into the snug confines of his throat muscles.
Instantly the fox shook with pleasure as he gasped, another small cloud of white air forming as his paws on the wolf's head tightened for a bit; their grasp of his mate's ears becoming more of a massage as he kept his mind focused so that he wouldn't loose control and shoot his seed any sooner then he wanted to. Ivory's knot was now fully formed as the head sunk deeper into the velvety constricting muscles of his partner's throat, the wolf's tongue sliding out from under his member to softly begin at licking the now exposed bulge.
One of the canine's paws was constantly tickling and softly pulling the silver sack that kept bumping into his chin as the other seemed to range all over his mate's body; from firmly massaging his lower chest and back, to brushing over his inner thighs and rump, and even softly gripping the fluffy tail as his fingers delicately wove his claws though the pelt. Soon again he heard the fox begin to groan and attempt to thrust into his muzzle as he spoke with a soft growl, "oh wolfy...I'm getting close. I'm going to cum...I swear it." The end of his silver and black tail brushing against the lupine's sheath which resulted in Ravery murring around the cock in his mouth; those vibrations then being sent directly from the muscles in his throat strait into the firm rod of flesh that he was currently nursing.
And that was all the vulpine needed to push him over the edge as his paws grappled the canine's ears and he let loose a howl that would have been heard for miles around if it wasn't for the raging storm outside and the heated storm of passion in the igloo. Warm seed flooded the lupine's muzzle as Ravery swallowed it as fast as it shot forth into him, his tongue never ceasing its constant lapping of the throbbing head as he felt small rivers of his mate's cum slowly leak out the sides of his maw and onto the clothes below. However, Ivory was in a constant state of whimpering and moaning as his entire body was thanking for the release; at some point through this, the wolf had even noticed that the smaller, silver male had stopped shivering.
Slowly the ash colored canine released the cock from his muzzle, letting the still semi-hard member slide from between his lips as he gave it a small courtesy lick as he let a small chuckle escape his lips. "Feel any warmer there Ivory?" he asked with a snicker, though the only answer which was given to him was a long kiss on the lips. The fox tasting a bit of his own seed still attached to the maw of the wolf as he breathed hard into the kiss, their breaths mingling in the sweetest of gestures. Each male closed his eyes as the vulpine fell into his mate's arms once again, the black paws hugging him close as they murred together softly under the blanket of snow.
While still embracing their newly rekindled love for the primal and lustful pleasures of orgasm, Ivory...being a fox as he was....slyly slipped a paw from the wolf's chest to the rock hard sheath below which had a small pick tip showing at the top. The move easily startling Ravery as he playfully growled into the kiss and gently bit the soft, silver, lower lip of his mate and gave it a small tug. "There are still a couple cold places that need warming wolfy," Ivory said with a desiring twinkle in his eyes, his paw giving the thick black covering a small squeeze which resulted in a small moan from his partner.
"I can see where fox's get their cunning from," Ravery replied smoothly as he released the other's lip and slowly slid back till his back was up against the cold snow wall. An instant shiver passing up his spine, but he was quickly able to adapt to the small change as he widened the gap between his legs and let a paw drift down to his hardening sheath as he gave it a few good tugs and moaned into the air around him. His voice horse with the urge of sex dripping over every word, "well I would be happy to help, little shivering fox of mine..." a small snicker following afterwards.
The vulpine merely giggled as he gave a swift nod and blushed harshly, his cheeks turning red as the color was throw back into his face and his entire head seemed to light up at the wolf's offer. Ivory was just glad to hear that he was wanted again, desired after being overshadowed by his mate's book for so long. He could sense that the wolf was enjoying his time as well being trapped in the igloo as they were, but he was just happy to be needed again, to finally bring a smile to the face that had lacked one for longer then he would like to think about. Eagerly, the fox stood up, though do to the confines of the area, he was more along the lines of bending over as he took a few steps towards the seated male and turned around, presenting his lush, flowing, silver tail to the wolf, the black end rising just enough to give Ravery a small flick on the tip of his nose.
The lupine only smirked at his mate's playful antics and opened his muzzle to try and nip at the tip of the fox's tail, only to close his mouth of air as the fox recoiled his tail just in time and laughed even more. Ravery quickly recoiled and playfully growled, "alright then, so that is how you want to play this...two can play this game," as he placed his black paws firmly on the fox's thighs and pull him back a few inches. He then wrapped one arm around the legs to keep the fox still, his other paw grasping the base of the still wagging tail and pushed to the side so he got a clear look at the vulpine's tailhole situated between the two firm silver furred mounds of his rump. Leaning in close, he took a small sniff before extending his tongue and just barely touching the tip to Ivory's most intimate of places.
Scrunching up his face as he felt the wet appendage slid over his pucker, the toned fox let a small yip from his maw escape as he couldn't help but wiggle his rump in the wolf's face. The black male only complied as he held his legs tight and shoved his tongue into the hot confines as far as it could go, spearing the one he loved on his slippery muscle. The vulpine only moaned louder as his insides were explored by the tongue, his velvety walls becoming soaked in saliva with each thrust the canine made into him. His breathing easily quickened, it not having been more the a couple minutes since he shot his first load, and he was already hard and in need of his second release of the night.
Finally Raverly leaned back and stole his tongue out of the hot confines of his mate, leaning back against the wall as he released the paw that held the fox's tail; letting his fingers drift downwards and gently begin to massage his own rock hard sheath. His other black paw simply toying with the silver sack, allowing more feral grunts to leave the fox. His own erection was now getting quite stiff as the head had left the black sheath and showed like a red beacon against the black fur and the white walls. Slowly the wolf continued to excite himself till his entire length was exposed to the cold night air, and by that time he felt that Ivory was already on the verge of his second seed release and he certainly didn't want to miss the opportunity to feel his mate's constricting tailhole around him.
So releasing his thick cock, which snapped against the black fur of his stomach, he moved both paws to either side of the fox's hips and slowly guided him downwards. Ivory placed all his trust in the black wolf below him, as he knew the writer could support his small weight easily, and soon he felt the head of the wolf's cock nudging just under his tail. Squirming a bit in the lap, he tipped his head back and let a soft, almost feline like purr escape his lips and right into his mate's face. "Go for it.....I'm still kind of cold back there..." as he vibrated his hips again to simulate shivering.
That small bit of encouragement was all the lupine needed as he slid head of his cock around the other's plump rump before finding the entrance to his fox; the head already slippery with beads of pre that he leaked onto his paw earlier. And with a small grunt and good sized push, the thrust imbedded the entire head into the warm confines of the fox as he let out a load moan. The anal ring instantly collapsing around his cock as he took in sharp breaths, the sensations flooding his mind as he instantly got back into the swings of mounting his mate, having been so long since he felt himself buried in the hot ass of the vulpine.
Ivory let out a sharp howl as he felt himself impaled on the head of the wolf's cock, his tail gently brushing over the black chest as he adjusted himself a bit to make entry into him that much easier, wanting to feel his mate inside him. "That all you have?" he ask mockingly with lust falling from every word, "and you call yourself....a good writer?" a slight giggle erupting from his muzzle; through his laughter was suddenly cut off when he felt the wolf drive almost half his thick cock into him. They both let loose groans of pleasure as the fox could feel every vein on the intruding cock, and likewise the wolf could feel each contraction of the vulpine's tailhole.
Growling again, Raverly released the silver hips and wrapped his arms around the boy's chest as he pulled him back against his own and drove the rest of his thick pulsating member into the steamy bowls that was his mate. The fox only whimpered as he felt himself being stretched again, the tip of the cock rubbing against his prostate as the white fire of lust went through his body. Ravery knew he had his mate, and he only kept himself still a brief moment, reveling in the sensations of the pure heat coming from inside the silver rump, the fox's tail swiping all over his chest and nipples as he too let loose a small whine.
"I'm going to take you like never before," the wolf said into the fox's ear in a low and sultry voice. The image and feeling of sex drove the smaller male wild as he squealed, constricting his ass around the intruder which made the wolf jump and push in harder. And now with the fox sitting directly on his lap, he let his paws slowly run over the silver pelt, gently tweaking the hidden nipples again as he pulled softly out, the fox barely noticing the motion until he slammed his hips back together. A loud smack ensued as the fox bounced from the hit, his eyes going wide from the surprise as he knew his mate was certainly fully engrossed in the idea of taking him like never before. A small smile creeping over his muzzle as he laid back against the wolf and let the lupine's obsidian paws run over his body.
Ravery could feel his lupine knot begin to swell at the base of his cock, and also assumed that his mate felt the added pressure as well. He continued to thrust into the fox's body, loving the scent that his mate filled his nose with, the smaller male's head resting just under his own as he had wrapped his arms tightly around the body and held him close. The cold air that was inside the igloo had been warmed by all the friction of his thick cock plowing in and out of the hot silver rump. They were constantly groaning in unison as with each thrust inside, the wolf was smacking into the other's prostate and forcing more growls from the silver muzzle.
Ivory could sense the knot forming as he whined every time it tried to get inside and tie them together, as he leaned back into the wolf's chest as he tried to speak through all of his feral sounds. "It has been.....over a month since....we last tied....I don't know if I can...take it so soon," his voice gasping with each thrust as he tried to concentrate on the large intrusion that seemed pose to break him in half. His large tail wrapped around the wolf's waist as it gently toyed with his own black tail and intertwined with it as a symbol of their love.
"Maybe this will help you to relax foxxie..." the wolf cooed in a lustful voice, his muzzle right next to the silver ear as he gave it a small lick. Soon the canine was licking down the back of the fox's head till he reached the neck as he opened his muzzle and bit down firmly on the scruff of his mate's neck. The vulpine only groaned and leaned back as he whimpered, the feeling of neck being massaged by the sharp teeth and the rough tongue licking over the area that was still trapped inside the black muzzle. The tender flesh as held gently between the sharp teeth as Ravery would gently pull at the area, feeling the chills travel down his partner's spine till he could tell his mate had closed his eyes, and quickly got into position as he pulled his cock almost completely out and just waited for the exact time.
That instant came mere moments later as he felt Ivory give off a relaxed breath, and in those precise seconds, the pushed with all his force as he felt his lupine knot pop into his mate and tie them together. The fox shuddered as he let loose a stream of yips and squeals, now having to adjust to the large intrusion in his ass, the knot pushing the entire cock even farther into his rump. The heat and pressure were immense, as Ravery did all he could not to cum right there and had to take a couple of breaths to keep himself relaxed, as he too had to adjust to the constricting anal ring that now kept him locked in tightly.
"You....you seem much bigger..." the vulpine grunted as he placed his paws on the outside of the black thighs and gently massaged them, his rump now bound to his mate's cock. And after a few minutes, the wolf resumed pumping in and out of the silver cheeks, though now limited in movement, he was able to exert an even greater amount of pressure and most likely would have bucked the fox strait off his lap if it wasn't for his knot holding them together. Each vein, every pulse, and each individual squirt of pre was felt by Ivory, his tender insides were constantly massaged by the head of the wolf member imbedded in his backside. His silver tail was a constant comfort as it rubbed all around his mate's back chest and back, the tip even flicking again on the underside of the muzzle which was still holding the scruff of his neck.
Ravery murred into the silver fur what was caught between his jaw till he finally let it go and licked the sore area as he nuzzled the nearest ear. His voice was as sweet as it was tainted with the carnal desire, "you are all mine little chef." And with those words, he lowered his paws to begin gently pulling that the fox's still exposed cock, the knot reforming again as the black paws resumed playing with him. Ivory could only gasp and moan as he arched his back as much as he could, the paws on his sheath and sac while the thick cock was stuffed up his tailhole was more then arctic boy could manage.
The fox did as much as he could to hold back, but soon again his lifted his muzzle to the igloo's roof and let a howl out as he let his seed fly from his cock for the second time that night. His sticky cum covering the black paws that still gripped him tightly as they were furiously pumping every last drop from him, a couple ropes hitting the fox square on the underside of the muzzle as the scent of sex once again filled the igloo. His tailhole viciously constricting around the rigid cock inside him as could feel a shudder pass along the wolf's arms and body. Slowly he leaned back after howling, his tongue falling out of his mouth as he began to pant, "give it to me big boy....fill your foxy....keep me warm.." he said slowly to the wolf. Then tipping his head as far back as he could get it, he managed to plant a firm kiss on the black muzzle, a sensation of fireworks filling both of their heads as Ravery made one final, hard, and deep thrust into the silver rump.
The wolf began to howl into the kiss as he felt the first of many blasts of his lupine seed spewing into the hot confines of the fox's rump. The interior muscles appeared to be milking his cock for all the cum it could produce as again and again he shot his seed into Ivory, his knot locking him to the silver cheeks as it acted like a plug and sopped any of the fluid from spilling out, thus making the insides of the fox quite mushy and wet. Finally his trusts slowly stopped as he felt rather tired and simply let his cock hold its place inside the vulpine, the wolf having no rush to pull free. "That.....was divine..." the black wolf said as he took in long breaths, his chest heaving at all the energy he had put in holding back the torrent of his cum for as long as he could manage.
Ivory only nodded slightly as he felt rather drained not only from the mounting and now twice release of his vulpine seed, but having been running through the words and the near fatal condition he had been in. Slowly he leaned back into the wolf's chest, his ass still quivering around the knot that kept them tied together until his mate would be allowed to pop free. Gradually he began to close his eyes, all of his energy sucked from his body as he crossed his arms over his silver chest and settled into the warm embrace of his mate. His sensitive ears still picking up the howling of winds outside as soon enough he had fallen fast asleep, wolf cock still held in his rump as his tail twitched a bit in his slumber.
Ravery heard his mate drift off into slumber as he wrapped his black and now sticky paws around his mate's arms and held the smaller fox tightly against his body. He lifted a finger to poke a hole in the igloo wall and found that the peep hole was instantly covered by snow as he figured that the storm was still in full force and there was no way of getting back to their cabin tonight. The wolf just patched up the hole as he settled back against the wall, still sitting on the blanket of his clothes as he suddenly remembered something. Reaching down, he slipped his fingers into his trench coat pocket and pulled out his notepad and pen, clicking the top he set about writing as he spoke out loud in a whisper to make sure he didn't wake Ivory. "Way 101 to keep warm...have a passionate, hot, sultry, fiery, and utterly rewarding yiff with your loved one!" as he grinned at his idea and slipped the pad back into the pocket. Then rewrapping his paws around the silver fox, he leaned back against the thick snow wall and closed his eyes, drifting off to slumber as well, the last thought being of how content his publisher would be with the final entry in his manuscript.