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This story was written for Atomicoon! :3 It contains M/F and M/Solo sexiness, as well as auditory voyeurism. :3

[center][b][u]Once More Into the Breach[/u][/b][/center]

It was nine twenty-seven at night, and Chris was in bed. The raccoon lay beneath his sheets despite the fact that there was still a little sunlight drifting in through the curtains, and of course the fact that he wasn't even remotely tired. If anything his bare body felt more alive and awake right now than it had all day as he lay there, trembling, waiting, and fighting the urge to grab at the swollen erection which was tenting the sheets around his midsection.

Glancing at the bedside clock, Chris frowned. Sera was late. She was back from work by quarter past nine practically on the dot, and had been for the couple of weeks that the raccoon had known her. It was her pattern. Her part in this evening ritual that had sprung up for the raccoon. And the fact that she was letting down her side of it was not just frustrating, but worrying, because she was [i]never[/i] late. He knew it was foolish to worry. it was only a couple of minutes after all, and if anyone could take care of themselves it was Seraphina. But still, he couldn't help it. There were feelings involved here. Hearts that beat as one. Emotions that would be devastated if anything had happened to the human female.

To Chris's relief, it was less than a minute later that he heard the distant sound of keys in a doorway, then a door creaking on its hinges as it swung open. The raccoon shivered happily, and at last his right hand drifted beneath the sheets and towards his already hard, eagerly twitching shaft. In his mind, he counted down to the inevitable. Three. Two. One...

"[i]A-[b]Ahhhh[/b][/i]."

There it was. That first cry of exhilaration as Sera was swept up in the arms of the man who had been waiting for her with no doubt far more rapt anticipation than Chris. Her partner. Her lover. The strongest and most shamelessly rugged looking man that the raccoon had set eyes upon in a great many months. His next door neighbour... one of the two of them, a muscular gnoll by the name of Grei.

It was the same every day. At first, it had just annoyed Chris. It had distracted him during his evenings, and left him sleepless when in bed. But after a week or so, the raccoon had chosen to see a different side of things. A positive to the painfully thin wall between his apartment and theirs, and to the [i]energetic[/i] couple's choice of activity each and every evening.

It began this very way without fail. Seraphina got home from work, and Grei rushed to meet her by the door. He barely gave her time to close it behind her before sweeping the comparably petite human off her feet, and doing [i]something[/i] that made her wail in excitement. Even now, Chris could only speculate as to what it was. Biting her, perhaps? Groping her? Burying a strong paw down the front of her trousers and feeling her up right there and then? He'd considered each and every one of those options, and just like now, for the last week his hand had slid up and down his erect, exposed cock as he allowed those fantasies to accompany the frantic vocalisations from close by.

"Yes... [i]yes[/i], t-take it off..."

Following that initial scream, there came the disrobing. Sometimes Sera took off Grei's clothes, sometimes he was already prepared; naked and obviously aroused as he waited for his lover to return to him. He always took off hers though, and more than once the sound of tearing cloth had echoed through the thin walls and into Chris's ears. Hopefully Sera's work uniform wasn't too expensive, as she must have gone through quite a few over the course of a year if indeed this same pattern had been going on before they moved into this particular apartment.

"Now. [i]N-now[/i], Grei. I need you."

It was around this point that a few different scenarios had begun to play themselves out over the last fortnight. Sometimes instead of crying out her desire for her mate in general, Sara would make a specific request. She would beg Grei to take her to the shower. To fuck her right there on the living-room floor. A couple of times she'd simply begged him to stand still, followed by silence from Sera and a series of deep, guttural growls from the gnoll. The kind of vocalisations that could only come from receiving an expertly given blow-job. On nights like tonight however, when the human woman seemed happy to let her lover take the lead, it was invariably another loud bang that followed as the pair crashed through their bedroom door and flung themselves down onto their bed.

Chris's whole body shook as they hit their bed, its headboard hammering into their side of the wall just a few inches away from the raccoon's own bed. He stifled a cry of his own arousal, silence the one rule that he had to abide by in order to continue these voyeuristic sessions, and squeezed firmly at the length of his rampant erection as the gnoll's deep, gruff voice echoed clear as day around him.

"Gods, Sera. You're soaked. What were you thinking about, to get yourself so worked up?"

The human didn't answer, at least not at first. She simply let loose a joyous gurgle of excitement, followed by a piercing whimper of ecstasy and an audible creaking of the bedsprings as her body presumably arched and shuddered in pleasure. Through his closed eyes, Chris imagined what was happening. He pictured Grei towering over the comparably petite but agile lady, and the gnoll stuffing two of his thick, long fingers deep into her sodden pussy.

"T-they kept me back late, baby. Made me wait while the boss chewed out some of the other staff for some dumb mistakes... m-mistakes I'd never make. I barely heard a word she... [i]ohh[/i], a word she said. All I could think about was what I was missing h-here, with you. The whole ride... [i]ah-haaaahh[/i] home, I could see you waiting for me. R-rock hard, but waiting. Not t-touching yourself till I was back here, i-in your arms. Fuck. [i]Fuck[/i], Grei... slow down. Y-you're... [i]ahhh[/i]... you're gonna make me... m-make me cum..."

Faster and faster, louder and louder the headboard hammered at Chris's wall, and over the clamorous tones of wood against plasterboard he could just about make out the slick slurping of something being driven in and out of a very wet, very eager orifice. The pace of his hand on his cock quickened, and his thumb slid up the underside of his shaft, teasing at the point where his swollen glans were pierced by a ring of smooth metal. He shuddered happily, and felt pre-cum beginning to collect upon the tip of his cock as with his remaining free hand the raccoon threw back the sheets. Exposed and listening to his beautiful neighbour being fingered by her hulk of a handsome boyfriend, Chris soon found that paw returning to cover his muzzle, stifling further grunts and whimpers of excitement at what he was hearing.

"Slow down, Sera? You tell me I'm gonna make you cum... and that I should, what, [i]not[/i] let it happen?"

The gnoll growled both tenderly and playfully despite the naturally savage nature of his tone. A gravelly chuckle even slipped through his toothy lips, and even as he continued to speak, Chris could hear the rapid pace of the male's fingers slipping in and out of his lover's body reaching new extremes of speed and force.

"You're gonna cum for me, Sera. You're gonna cum [i]hard[/i], and you're gonna cum right..."

He paused for just a moment. Just long enough for Chris to imagine the gnoll's fingers twitching and curling around within Seraphina's tight pink pussy and hammering into the human woman's g-spot.

"...[i]now[/i]!"

An ear-splitting sob of overwhelmed and over-stimulated ecstasy tore itself from the human's almost certainly convulsing body where it lay upon the creaking, shuddering bed.

"Grei! [b]Grei[/b]!!"

Sera's orgasmic cries muffled a strangled grunt of bliss from Chris as just like the human woman on the far side of the wall Grei's forceful and shameless pleasuring of his partner sent the raccoon into the throes of an unexpected but powerful climax. The idea of Sera not just cumming, but squirting; her whole body tense and shaking violently as hot streaks of liquid ejaculate gushed out from around her lover's digits, was too much for Chris to handle. He pumped urgently and breathlessly at his cock as the female's screams of bliss rang in his ears, and watched through glazed, bulging eyes as hot ribbons of his seed arced high into the air with each frantic twitch of his thick member.

"Please b-baby... p-[i]ahh[/i]-please..."

Her voice still straining and ragged with the continuing fury of her orgasm, Chris fought to keep stroking himself, to keep his own climax alive as he rode the crest of Sera's ongoing arousal. He had to hear this. Had to know what she was so desperate to say that it couldn't even wait until she was done cumming.

"...now. Grei. F-fuck me right now."

Chris felt a fresh surge of arousal crash over him as he heard Sera begging her lover not for an end to her overwhelming pleasure, but to keep it going beyond her climax. With yet another barely stifled cry of pleasure, the raccoon felt one more burst of hot cum erupted from his cock as he heard Grei's guttural snarl of approval. It drooled rather than launched from within him, coating the ring of his prince Albert before dribbling down the underside of his still twitching shaft and over his fingertips.

The raccoon's hand fell away from his cock as he squeezed it again just seconds later, and overly intense discomfort rather than pleasure greeted him in response. He felt his whole body growing limp and loose with relaxation and satisfaction, and groaned under his breath in dismay. He was spent, and would no doubt remain that way for at minimum fifteen or twenty minutes.

For Grei and Sera, on the other hand...

"Put it in, G-Grei. Oh [i]fuck[/i], s-stop teasing me and put it in."

They were far from done. And even when they'd fucked, and reaped the wild orgasmic benefits of that hot and heavy session of love-making, they still would be just as far from done as now.

Yes, Chris's neighbours started their sexual marathon early in the evening. But that didn't mean they finished early. Far from it. The raccoon knew, and had come to accept, that he would not be getting any sleep between now and about one AM. Until then, it would be an ebb and flow of screams, grunts and snarls. One fevered bout after another until one or both of them were temporarily placated, interspersed by pillow-talk that was still loud enough for Chris to hear every word. And then, as soon as one of them was ready to go again, the whole cycle would commence anew.

All Chris could do was lie there, and try to keep up as best he could. Try to enjoy each free sample of passionate erotic love like a precious gift... at least on the nights when he had nothing better to do.

And of course, like Sera and Grei with their pillow talk, Chris had a way to take care of the time when he wasn't able to perform. To ensure he didn't miss anything spectacular while recovering from his own orgasmic reverie.

With one trembling hand, the raccoon reached over to the bedside table and activated a small digital Dictaphone; an audio recorder to capture every moan, every cry, every frenzied peak of the lovers' current engagement. And with the other, he picked up his phone and pulled it in closer to where he and his bare, cum-stained body lay.

The Crossy-Road welcome screen soon flashed up across the phone, and as Chris glanced down to one corner of the screen just to ensure that the sound was disabled, he sighed happily. With the urgent moans and savage grunts of Grei and Sera ringing out around him, far sweeter than any background noise the game could have provided, he began to play.

Fifteen minutes. Twenty at most. That was how long he had. The big question was, could he beat his high score before he found himself wanting to cum again?

By Jeeves