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“David, we should go, we're not supposed to be here!" I implored my husband, who crouched at the window, peeking through a gap in the dusty blinds.

I shifted uncertainly on my feet, well away from the windows, and tapped on a dusty desk with nervous claws as I watched him. David was a gray fox like me, and though he was thinner than I remembered from just a few years ago, it was hard to find anyone who wasn't these days. “They don't know we're here, Adam, it's fine," David said with a look over his shoulder at me. Despite my nervousness, his bright eyes still tugged the corners of my muzzle upwards, and my tail swished behind me. He waved me closer with a paw and I tentatively approached.

David held the plastic blinds apart with a single claw while I peeked through the gap and the grimy window on the other side. A couple of stories below, in the street, I could make out a crowd of haggard people collecting in the gaps between piles of rubble that spilled into the road from the bombed-out buildings behind them. Cats, foxes, wolves, and others all looked around at each other and up at the grimy office building my husband and I watched them from. I recognized most of them, their faces familiar even if I hadn't worked with them directly. They were our fellow 'collaborators' as the foolish 'Resistance' had so insanely accused us.

Our recently ascendant overlords barked orders in their strange synthetic voices, compelling people into groups with waving guns. The somewhat hunched reptilianoids wore the characteristic gray metal-plated armor suits of the 'Civil Protection' units, meant to keep order in the cities devastated by the war. In reality they were the iron fist of the Reptilian order that had seemingly burst onto earth from nowhere seven years ago. The rumor was that their invasion fleet had surged through some kind of dimensional rift opened by a negligent government black site. I bitterly remembered the day that terribly short war both began and ended, and left our city a smoking ruin in a matter of hours.

“Looks like they're evacuating the building. Maybe another bomb threat from the Resistance. We should go," I said, turning away from the window and back to my husband. When I looked in his green eyes I was struck by how fortunate I was that despite losing everything else, even my freedom, that I still had him.

David must have seen the thoughts in my eyes, for the corners of his muzzle quirked upwards. He let the blinds drop as he leaned closer and our lips met. I released a breath I hadn't realized I was holding, letting it wash over his muzzle as my ears flicked and pinned back slightly. Even such a brief touch was a rarely enjoyed treasure these days. David and I had been crammed into a small room in the office building, which had been filled with bunks. The reptilianoids had put all the workers there to keep an eye on us. The lumpy cots we had been given were barely wide enough for one person to sleep comfortably, let alone two. Privacy was hard to come by, save for a few furtive moments together under a threadbare blanket in the corner of the room.

“When was the last time we were alone together?" David murmured as our lips drew apart and we stood. His paws grasped mine for a moment and I peered down at them. They were one of the few places where our gray, white, and sandy brown fur varied in pattern. My paws were all white, while his fingers matched the gray fur that dominated most of both our bodies. Both sets of paws bore shining silver rings on their right. My eyes traced the sandy brown fur that separated the gray on David's back from the white inside his arms. It disappeared beneath the utilitarian blue jumpsuits we workers had all been given, before reappearing at either side of his neck. Like mine, his white fur continued alone up over his muzzle.

“Too long," I answered, tilting my head up very slightly to look in his eyes with his inch or two advantage in height. I felt my cheeks flush as I recalled our last moment of privacy together: our hushed, panting breaths in the dark supply closet, as we pawed ourselves together, wrapping each other in a one-armed embrace while the other stroked furtively. Our ears had carefully listened through the cracked door, and I recalled those heart-pounding moments when we heard reptilian claws clicking on the cold tile floor as we stopped and held our breath, waiting for the sound to pass. I remembered how we had pressed our muzzles together and panted when that merciful release finally came, spilling ourselves on the floor together in a few body-shaking moments.

“So let's make the best of it," David whispered and leaned closer to plant a kiss on the side of my muzzle. He slid his paws down my sides until they rested on my hips. I was unable to resist as he pressed more kisses down my cheek and neck, until at the crook of my shoulder, I felt the other male's teeth nip gently at the skin, sending a little shiver down my spine and ending in a flick of my tail.

“Tom knows we're up here," I said, tilting my muzzle up to let David at my neck and my nose brushed against his ears. We had been sent by our supervisor to collect some documents from the dusty office room now used for storage. Disused CRT computer monitors had been shoved aside to make way for haphazardly stacked cardboard boxes full of files on the desks. Paperwork and floppy disks, forgotten on the day of the invasion, still littered the floor, and beige work phones dangled from desks. A faded calendar hanging askew on the wall by a single remaining tack was still flipped to November of 1998, now several years out of date.

“He won't say anything," David said confidently. His paws slid from my hips and gripped my ass firmly. My sheath stirred between my legs, my body reacting to the other male's touch.

My cheeks flushed with heat and my ears folded back, but my wagging tail betrayed me. “You didn't…" I said, looking at the mischievous grin stretched across David's muzzle.

Before I could finish my sentence he pressed his lips to mine again and his tongue sought entrance as our eyes slid shut. I parted my lips in a quiet gasp, permitting him to penetrate my muzzle as my ears pinned flat against my skull. He pulled me to him with his grip on my ass until our chests bumped together, and I wrapped my arms around him. I groaned softly into his mouth when my stiffening arousal found a matching hardness, likewise trapped behind blue fabric. Any resistance I might have had crumbled when I felt a growl roll from David's chest and he thrust the tent in his pants roughly against mine. The pressure of the fabric prison trapping my maleness was quickly becoming unbearable.

Our paws went to each other's pants buttons almost simultaneously. David chuckled and I giggled as our lips parted and we pressed our muzzles together, looking in each other's eyes. We both gave a sigh of relief when paws pushed underwear out of the way, and a pair of hard, pink vulpine cocks flopped free into the open air. He grunted, and my legs quivered as he pressed his hot, hard flesh against mine and wrapped them both in a paw while his other caressed my cheek. He pressed a kiss to my muzzle when I groaned in pleasure at the feel of his paw pads rubbing over my skin.

“Do you have the lube?" I murmured.

David nodded and produced the little bottle of our precious contraband from his pocket with a sly grin. “You never know when we'll get an opportunity…" he said as he flipped the plastic cap open and squirted some of the clear fluid over our cocks. The gel's chill against my flesh quickly abated as my husband smeared it over our jousting arousals with a paw.

I loved the little twitches of pleasure and the tension I felt in his body, as much as the electric sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine from him stroking our cocks together. We were both panting and quivering when I tucked my muzzle under his and whispered to him, “Can you fuck me, David? Please?"

The other fox grinned and pressed a kiss to my nose. “I can do that, hun," he murmured.

Giddiness fluttered like butterflies in my stomach as he gripped me by the ass, steering me away from the windows and towards an empty desk in the middle of the room. We tugged off our blue uniform shirts and David thoughtfully used his to try and clean the dust off the table before dropping it to the floor. He leaned in for another kiss on my cheek while he pushed my drooping pants to the floor, and I quickly kicked them off from around my feet. I giggled as he hooked his paws under my thighs and hoisted me up onto the desk with a grunt before he kicked his own pants off, leaving us both in our bare fur.

Again, I found myself feeling grateful for our luck as I spread my legs with a blush, and my mate stepped between them. While David looked thinner than I remembered, his lean, muscled arms still held strength, proven by how he gripped me by my hips and tugged me towards him. He grinned as he stepped closer and rubbed his cock first over my exposed entrance, eliciting a shiver from me, and then up over my balls and sheath. “You want this in you?" he teased.

Resting back on my elbows, I looked down at our pair of hard vulpine cocks which glistened wetly with lube. I folded my ears back and nodded; I very much wanted him inside me. David grinned and I could see his tail wagging behind him as he steered his cock under my sac with a paw, and I felt his tip at my entrance. My own tail, dangling from the desk, swayed too as he leaned down for another kiss. Anticipation fluttered through me as our lips met and my husband smeared lube over my hole, preparing my body for his.

I sighed into his kiss when I felt him begin to push, and the tip of his shaft penetrated my tight ring. His paw caressed my cheek, silently urging me to relax when I clenched reflexively around his member. “It's been a while," I murmured up at him when our lips parted.

“I'll go easy," he reassured me with a smile as we peered in each other's eyes. Then he pressed forward again, and I forced myself to relax. He hooked his paws on the inside of my knees, keeping my legs spread for him and supporting them.

“Oh fuck…" I breathed and shuddered as I felt David's hardness spear through my ring. I felt a twinge of pain as my body stretched around the other male, but not enough to overcome my desire, especially as I noticed the shiver of pleasure that ran up his spine. We both groaned quietly when his whole length was sheathed inside me, and I laid a paw on his wrist to urge him to hold there for a moment.

I blushed up at him, and he grinned down at me with that goofy, pleasured smile while my body adjusted to his invasion. The fading pang of pain was nothing compared to the relief of being united so intimately with my mate once again. I clutched myself around the maleness inside me, loving how full it made me feel. David smiled as he noticed my own hard cock bounce slightly with the clenching of my muscles. “Ready?" he asked. I nodded.

I sighed as he withdrew from my body, leaving behind an unhappily empty space inside me until just his tip spread my ring. His thrust back in sent familiar jolts of pleasure all the way up my spine, and I moaned as he set his hips into a rhythm. Feeling another male sliding through my ring—stretching me, filling me, and grinding against my prostate—sent my ears folding back and a wave of heat flushing my cheeks. David grinned down at me, reading the pleasure of being mated on my face like an open book. “Feel good?" he asked huskily, his voice thick with his own pleasure.

I looked up at him, watching how he moved between my legs, thrusting his hips against mine again and again as he took me. My eyes lingered on the subtle flex of his abdomen, concealed as it was beneath his fur. I nodded. “Yeah," I breathed, punctuating my reply by taking my own hard maleness in my paw and stroking myself. I groaned as the brushing of my own soft paw pads over my flesh added to the sensation of being mated.

“Good," David said, a smile stretching across his muzzle. I grinned as his tongue lolled from his mouth slightly while he watched my paw stroke up and down my pink length. He was in heaven as much as I was.

I let myself ease back onto the table, relaxing onto my back as I basked in the rhythmic pounding up my ass. Between our increasingly ragged panting breaths, the steady, drum-roll beat of David's weight battering my hips, and the quiet schlick-schlick of my paw working my slick cock and his sliding through my ring again and again, my world narrowed. Gone were the ruins of the war outside and the reptilians that had caused it. Even the faded posters and peeling paint on the walls behind David blurred. It was just this fox—this other male—and me, and us.

I couldn't hold back the moan of pleasure that bubbled up from my chest as my body clenched around David. Each time he thrust up my ass, my body was wracked with those heavenly spasms as it adapted to him and his movements. “Fuck me…" I breathed. It was both an expletive and a supplication, and my husband was all too happy to oblige me.

David threw my legs over his shoulders and firmly gripped my hips in his paws, holding me steady for the wave of short, staccato thrusts he was about to unleash on me. My free paw scrabbled over the wooden desk for purchase as he threatened to push me across it with the force of his impacts. David had changed the angle of his thrusts slightly, and his cock slammed against the button of pleasure inside me again and again. I cursed and moaned, struggling to contain my pleasure to a discreet volume, but completely failing to stop my voice from pitching higher and twisting more femininely.

David was bending low over me, looking down at me with his face flushed with pleasure and his tongue lolling from his mouth. His biceps flexed as he struggled to hold me in place, each thrust of his hips sending me sliding away from him over the desk. Finally, I gave up stroking myself, just desperately wanting to feel my husband fuck my brains out. I dug my claws into the desk's wooden surface. We were both startled when, on David's next thrust, he pushed me and the whole desk away from him with a loud grinding screech across the tiled floor.

We both froze for a moment, black-tipped ears perked, and holding our panting breaths to listen. It seemed the building was still empty, however, and I heard nothing but my heart pounding in my chest. At the same time, we both let our breath surge out of us in a burst of quiet laughter as we peered back at each other, the corners of our muzzles turning up in silly grins. The joy in my husband's eyes warmed me as thoroughly as his length inside me. He lowered his head while I craned my neck up, and our lips met again for another kiss. My paws left the desk to stroke up and down his back while my legs hooked around his hips. God, it felt good to have this moment with him. It was like the joy of finding yourself awake and alive after a long nightmare.

A quiet, “Mmph," escaped my muzzle when one of his paws found my heavily leaking member and stroked me, wetting his pads with slick pre-cum. His other paw caressed my muzzle while his tongue probed deep into it, curling about my own tongue. I noticed his eyes searching the room until landing on a spot by the wall.

“Do you mind if we…?" he asked quietly when our lips parted.

I grinned up at him, knowing what he was thinking. “Need more leverage?"

David nipped my ear playfully while his paws slid under my back. I giggled as he carefully lifted me up without even withdrawing from my body. Once upon a time, he might have put my back to the wall and held me there while pounding me. Now, though, I felt his arms quivering under the strain slightly—an unpleasant reminder of our reduced conditions even working for our occupiers. I placed a kiss between his ears before he carefully lowered me to the ground. I scootched back until my shoulders were wedged against the wall while David straightened with his paws under my thighs, holding my rear up in the air for him and my legs spread.

“You okay?" the other fox asked before starting again.

My neck was craned up a little uncomfortably, but my cheeks flushed as I looked up at the male standing between my legs. My neck would probably be sore tomorrow, but it was worth it. “Give it to me, babe," I murmured huskily, my tail swaying.

David grinned and bucked his hips into me, and I huffed out a breath as his maleness stretched me again. In only a few moments, he found his rhythm again and was pounding into me just as before. With my shoulders wedged against the wall, I felt the full weight and strength of his thrusts as our hips met again and again. With the new angle, he drove his cock deep inside and battered my prostate with every thrust.

I moaned quietly under him, unashamedly letting my voice twist femininely as I reveled in the satisfaction of being mated. My ears folded back against my skull as I took the impacts against my hips, and took the deep thrusts of his cock up my ass. Again I gripped my own bouncing maleness and stroked myself rapidly. David let out a growly groan as my body flexed around his cock, squeezing him, milking him for the load my body needed inside it. I moaned with him, unable to contain the ecstasy of those contractions around the girth inside me.

I felt his knot swelling and slamming against my hole, seeking entrance. My own swelled at the base of my shaft, and I eagerly wrapped my free paw around it and squeezed. Immediately, I was rewarded with a tight clench around the dick inside me, and my hips bucked reflexively up into my paws. My cock pulsed against my pads, and my body clamped harder and tighter around David.

“Let it out… show me…" my husband growled between ecstatic, panting breaths. He shifted his stance and his rhythm for my benefit. His paws slid up under my knees and he levered me higher while bending his own legs into a half-crouch. He kept his thrusts short and punchy, knowing from our long experience with each other just where to hit inside of me. A long, effeminate moan tore from my lips as the tip of David's cock punched against my prostate again and again.

My feminine moan ripped higher when my body convulsed around David and then began to spasm around him, milking his length heavily. The world turned fuzzy through the euphoria of those rhythmic spasms around the cock in my ass. The pleasure was bottled within me under building, uncontrollable pressure until it found release and burst out of me through my cock.

My moan was sharply punctuated with a sharp succession of 'Ah!-Ah!' as my penis propelled long ropes of white cum into the air, as if forced from my body by the other male battering my insides. They were thick and hot as they landed heavily across my muzzle and chest, dripping into my fur. I kept stroking myself furiously up and down in those frantic heartbeats, my flesh pulsing under my paw pads as rope after rope left me. Despite the raining fluids threatening my eyes and the dizzying pleasure trying to tug them closed, I forced my eyes open.

As unfocused as my vision was, I was rewarded with the sight of the male between my legs openly ogling my spurting cock with his tongue hanging blissfully from his muzzle. He had switched back to long, deep thrusts up my ass, pistoning his hips rapidly. “Oh fuck… Adam, I'm… I'm…" his voice tapered into a groan as he buried his cock in me, and I felt his knot grinding against my hole, desperately wanting to plunge through my tight ring despite all his restraint. I rewarded him by releasing my own knot to grip his instead. His flesh was hot under my pads and I felt his thundering heart, and suddenly: one heavy pulse… a heartbeat, and then pulse, pulse, pulse…

I looked up into my mate's eyes as he seeded me, finding them as hazy with pleasure as mine had been hardly a moment ago. My cheeks flushed and my ears folded back as a burning fire erupted from my heart to match the pulses of blossoming warmth deep in my hips. His claws pressed against my skin while his body shuddered and shivered, grinding his knot into my paw, while his eyes silently thanked me for lending it to him. Then, after a few eternal, heart-pounding moments, David was left with his chest heaving for breath and his arms and legs quivering.

Slowly he withdrew from my body, leaving my stretched hole feeling empty, though the warmth he had deposited there remained. “We should get you cleaned up and head down," David said as he let my legs down and helped me to my feet.

My cheeks burned slightly, quite aware of the dripping mess we had made. David turned and went to gather our clothes by the desk, and I couldn't help my eyes from wandering over his bare rear as he bent down. White fur ran from the inside of his thighs over his ass and to the base of his tail, giving it a pleasingly shapely look. “You said nobody knows we're here, and I don't hear anyone yet…" I said with a flick of my ears. I knew I was being reckless, but I couldn't help myself from padding up to David and pressing my still hard cock into the white fur under his tail.

“Oh!" David straightened bolt upright at my sudden touch, and his pants fell from his claws back into a pile on the floor. His ears swept back cutely, and as he turned his head to peer over his shoulder at me, I could see the heat rushing to his face.

I grinned and stepped closer, grinding my maleness under his tail now while resting my paws on his hips. “You want a turn, don't you?" I murmured huskily in his ear.

David hesitated a moment. I used one paw to spread his ass cheeks while thrusting my cock into the valley between them, my shaft rubbing against his entrance while my tip poked his dangling balls from behind. The way he hiked his tail and pressed his rear back against my cock was all the answer I needed. Keeping his ass spread with one paw, I used the other to gather up all the cum I had shot onto my chest and belly. My paw pads now slick with the passion of my own release, I pressed them under David's tail and rubbed over his entrance. A shaky breath burst from him, and I felt a tremor run through his body as he blushed back at me over his shoulder. I sank a finger into his anal ring, then two, and I grinned at the way he sighed and I felt that ring of muscle squeezing my fingers. I pressed deeper, searching the smooth, warm tunnel inside until…

A gasp fled from David's lips, and he gripped the desk in front of him, leaning on it to keep himself from falling over as his legs quivered. I grinned and thrust my fingers in and out of his hole, pressing on that same spot inside him again and again until he was moaning in pleasure. “You want a turn, don't you?" I repeated with a grin.

My husband glanced over his shoulder at me, pleasure written across his muzzle, and nodded. “Fuck me, Adam," he breathed, echoing my own appeal to him earlier.

I pushed him down onto the desk with a paw on his back while gently tapping the insides of his ankles with a foot-paw. I didn't have to say anything for him to know that was an order to spread his legs, and he complied readily. Spreading his cheeks with both paws, I took a second to enjoy the view of his exposed, slick pucker and, below that, his cock hard with desire. I took my shaft in my paw, guided my tip to that pink ring, and pushed. David exhaled a breath, and his ears lay flat as I spread him and my body sank into his, penetrating him. I groaned as the incredible tightness of his ring slid delightfully down my cock, and my length was sheathed in warm muscle.

“Relax, babe," I whispered to him when I felt him clench around my maleness, stroking a paw through his fur up and down his back. He nodded and sighed, extending a paw back to me beside his waist. I smiled and took it, giving it a reassuring squeeze. It had been a while since David had me under his tail, longer than he'd been under mine. I kept pushing until I felt his ring slide all the way down to the base of my cock and I was entirely inside him. I looked down, spreading his cheeks and enjoying the sight of how the other fox was spread lewdly around my dick. I ground deeper, both of us groaning as my cock pulsed and dripped pre inside him.

I pulled my hips back slowly until just my tip parted his ring, and then thrust back inside, faster now. I set into a moderate rhythm, plunging the whole of my length up my husband's ass in one steady motion after the next. Soft moans of pleasure left both of us. David's tight ring was heaven as I worked my cock back and forth through it, and I smiled down at him, watching him enjoying the pleasure he had given me just before. I opened my muzzle to ask how he was liking it when my ears suddenly swiveled towards the sound of reptilian claws tapping on the tiled floor just outside the hallway door.

My head snapped up reflexively, and my eyes darted through the small rectangular window just above the door handle. Just one office over, I saw three reptilianoids, covered head to toe in their steely gray armor, gathered, speaking to each other. They hadn't seen me yet, though they had a clear view of me. My heart hammered in my chest as I watched them confer with each other, seemingly too engrossed in their conversation to notice me. With only the gleaming blue electronic eyes on the sides of their encapsulating helmets visible, it was impossible to tell which way they might be looking.

“Adam, what's wrong?" David whispered and started to push himself up from the desk. I stopped him with a paw to his back, silently urging him to stay quiet. If I moved now, I'd surely catch the eye of one of the reptilianoids, and my husband and I would be done for. I held my breath for several long seconds as they indicated hallways to each other with outstretched claws. Then at last, they dispersed, disappearing out of sight without any indication of having noticed me.

I grabbed David, pulled him from the desk, turned him around, and pressed him up against the wall. Once out of clear view from the hallway, I let my breath burst out of me with an explosive sigh against the other fox's neck. “I take it they didn't see us?" David whispered, turning his head to look at me out of the corner of one eye.

“I don't think so," I answered with a shake of my head. I started to pull out from under David's tail, ready to get dressed and try to steal back downstairs before we were discovered.

“Where do you think you're going?" David whispered as he angled his hips away from the wall and back into mine, keeping me firmly sheathed inside him.

“We should go!" I retorted in an exasperated whisper. “They're searching the floor!"

“Please, Adam?" David pleaded. If the desperate look written across his muzzle hadn't been enough to convince me, then the arch of his back and the gentle swell of his hips might have been. “Just make it quick," he added, grinding his hips back into mine again. A clench of the tight warmth around my member was enough for my dumb male animal brain to quiet my apprehension.

I gripped David's hips and answered him with a thrust up his ass and a grunt. His ears swiveled back, and I felt a tremor run all the way down his legs to his paws, which were planted spread just on either side of mine to give me access to him. I wasted no time with slowly ramping up my rhythm; instead, I bucked my hips and pounded his, hoping the soft thump-thump-thump of our coupling was too quiet to notice. I muffled the growls of pleasure building in my chest by gripping the scruff of David's neck in my jaws, pinning him against the wall. David cursed quietly and reached between his legs to stroke himself rapidly.

In just a couple of minutes, David was biting back moans as he clenched around me. My hot breath came in heavy pants against his fur as I felt the familiar contractions of muscle in my groin spelling orgasm, propelling seed up my pulsing length. The convulsions caused the load David had shot deep into me to find its way back out, and I felt rivulets of cum running down the back of my balls even as they swung and collided with the dangling sac it had come from with each thrust.

“What are you doing?" the reptilianoid's synthesized voice, followed by their customary interrogative double-tap of a toe claw, made David and I practically jump out of our skin together. We whipped our heads around to find one of the armored soldiers standing beside the door, which had been left ajar. We hadn't even heard it come in over our passion.

“Shit! Sorry, we were…" the words tumbled from my muzzle as I began to pull out and turn at the same time, meaning to grab our clothes.

“Halt!" the reptilianoid barked, holding up a gloved, three-fingered hand not holding one of their staple energy rifles. Its face was concealed behind its gray-plated helmet, with blue-lighted cameras on either side of its long head serving as its eyes. Like all reptilianoids I had seen, its shoulders were hunched and it held a long, whip-like tail off the ground. This too was covered in overlapping plates with kevlar-like space-age materials over its joints to allow for movement. Every inch of scales was sealed inside the suit, save its wicked black claws that protruded from its hands and feet like unsheathed daggers.

I froze again immediately at the order. “Tom sent us up here for some paperwork, and we found this room, and it's been so long since we've been alone together and…" David tried to explain in a rush.

“Silence!" the reptilianoid demanded, again holding up a clawed hand. It took a couple of steps closer then and tilted its head, peering at us with one eye as if puzzled by what it was seeing. “No, what are you doing? Are you not both males of your species?" it asked, again following with a double-tap of a toe-claw upon the tile floor.

David and I glanced at each other. We had heard that our reptilianoid overlords didn't tick the way we earth creatures did. They had certainly seemed utterly disinterested in sex. “Yeah… We're married…" I said uncertainly.

A second reptilianoid appeared in the doorway then, and the first soldier turned its head to the other. It emitted a string of high whistles and pops—their native language, unsynthesized and slightly muffled by its helmet. It indicated us with its energy rifle, and then the other spoke, bobbing its head in an awkward, bird-like sort of nod. The first reptilianoid turned back to us and resumed its synthesized English, “You may proceed."

“Um, I think we'd just like to get our clothes and go back to work…" David said, starting to turn away from the wall.

“No. You will proceed," the reptilianoid ordered and tapped the floor with a single, firm clack that signaled the end of discussion. A lifted energy rifle served to show what our alternative was.

David and I turned back to each other in dismay. I felt terrible putting David in this position, forced to be observed while against the wall with his legs spread and tail raised. “Just do it, before you lose it," he said, whispering through gritted teeth. He pushed his hips back into mine, and belatedly I realized that my arousal had softened and now threatened to slip from him.

I threw one more glance over my shoulder at the pair of reptilianoids. The first one had tapped the side of its head with a claw, activating a third light—this one red—higher up on its helmet. It was a camera, I realized with dread. I turned my head away from them and pressed my muzzle to my mate's neck, inhaling his scent. “I'm sorry, David," I whispered.

He answered by bracing his paws on the wall and with his head up against it, arched his back so his hips pressed into mine. Sunlight filtering through the blinds over the windows gleamed off the silver ring and caught my eye. I placed my paw over his, fingers resting between each other, and our marriage rings clicked together.

The alien invaders took us for some strange oddity for being a male pair, I realized. They expected to record us fucking like peculiar wild animals in a nature documentary. Well, they wouldn't get that, I resolved. I pressed my lips to the side of David's muzzle in a kiss, my breath washing over the whiskers at the end of his snout. My arousal hardened with a resurgence, and I slowly and intimately thrust myself under my husband's tail. He gave a shaky sigh, and a reassuring little smile stretched across his muzzle, only for me to see with our heads turned away from our captors. Our act of resistance would be to make love.

My other paw traced over his back and hip, fingers running furrows through the gray fur, and reached between his legs. I found him fully hard again, as I was, and wrapped him in a firm but gentle grip. His flesh was hot against my paw pads, and I nuzzled David lovingly as I enjoyed the hardness in my grip. I stroked him up and down slowly, matching the rhythm of my hips as I began to thrust against him.

Our bodies moved together, David's hips moving and his back arching to meet each long, slow thrust under his tail. The contour of his rear seemed to fit perfectly against my groin. I felt little tremors racing all the way down his thighs and calves, which pressed against mine from the outside as I stood between his spread legs. All the way down to his toes, his claws tapping quietly on the tiled floor as they spread from his pleasure.

I tried not to think about how it looked on camera as David's load leaked from my body and I felt rivulets of cum running down my legs. Instead, I pressed my muzzle to his and focused on him and his body. The slick warmth under his tail, and the tight ring of muscle that gripped like a vise around my shaft. I thrust into that tightness, huffing a heavy breath over his muzzle as it slid all the way down to the base of my cock until my swelling knot ground against his entrance. I slid my paw down his length until I found a matching knot growing there too.

I noticed every little tremor that ran down his spine, every ragged breath as I thrust into him. I tried angling the thrust of my member slightly, grinding the tip of my shaft over a spot in his tunnel towards his front. I was rewarded with David's legs bowing and almost giving out as they quaked and he groaned in pleasure. I wrapped an arm around him, my paw over the beating heart in his chest, to help him stay upright. A heavy bead of pre dribbled from his tip and over my other paw.

“Just like that… please… oh god," David pleaded in a hoarse whisper only for my ears. He dug his claws into the wall and set his legs in readiness for the buck of my hips. I picked up my pace a little and ground my cock over that spot inside David with every long, heavy thrust. A few panting breaths and pounding heartbeats later, I felt David throb against my paw pads, and his own paw brushed against mine. I released his cock and allowed him to grip and stroke himself the rest of the way, keeping one paw gripping his chest while the other returned to cover his on the wall.

My husband shook with a breath, and I felt the muscle under his tail clamp around me so tightly that I groaned, my own legs nearly buckling. Then that delightful, tight heat around my member was spasming and pulsing, milking me, and I had to focus to keep thrusting into it for David's pleasure. An explosive sigh burst from the other fox, followed by a quivering, “Ah… hah… oh…" that punctuated each spruit of seed firing from his cock and the wet, spattering slap of it hitting the wall.

I looked at him, with his face pressed sidelong to the wall and his ears pinned back against his skull, and noticed his eyes slide over to where the reptilianoids stood. As much as I loved seeing his pleasure, I hated that David's moment of intense vulnerability was being recorded for exploitation later. I pressed my muzzle to his and pumped my throbbing maleness under his tail. “For me, shoot it for me," I rasped and kissed him.

That earned me one more audible spatter against the wall before David was left panting and quivering. His paw returned to the wall to help his balance, now glistening wetly with the fruit of his orgasm. I paused my thrusting a moment to let him catch his breath. “Tie me," he gasped between breaths with a look at me.

“What?" I asked incredulously. Neither of us had dared tie each other in ages, not since the invasion. “Like this? On tape?"

David nodded, catching his breath, and ground his hips back into mine again. “They won't be able to separate us… not for a while…"

I nodded, trying not to think about what the reptilianoids would do after they were done filming us. Instead, I gripped David's hips and renewed my thrusting with fresh force. David's body rocked with the impact, and my balls slapped against his. He grunted quietly and bore each muffled thump of our meeting hips while I panted in pleasure. My paws spread his ass, and I looked down between us to watch my cock spear into his body again and again. Each time I pulled back, I caught a glimpse of the mess David had made—white fluid dripping down the wall in front of us.

My cock throbbed as seed surged up my length, and pre dripped copiously from my tip into David's hole. My knot was achingly swollen, and I needed to bury it in my mate. “Here it comes," I murmured huskily as I pressed the pink bulb of unyielding flesh at the base of my cock against his pucker. David grunted, and distantly I heard the tap of his claws on the floor as he adjusted his footing, bracing himself against the wall. He swore quietly, his ears pinned flat and teeth gritted, as my knot began to spread him open. I watched with my tongue lolling from my muzzle as I lewdly stretched the ring of flesh under David's tail. My attention was pulled away by his wincing as I neared halfway. There was pain, I knew, and I crushed my muzzle to his. One simple touch to express the wild tangle of emotions tearing open my chest: pleasure, sympathy, fear, and love.

Suddenly, my knot sank completely into David's body, having finally passed the halfway mark, and I was enveloped by his tight heat. He gasped a sigh of relief while a shudder ripped through me from my ears to my tail. I squeezed my body against his, pinning him to the wall from behind, and ground my hips under his tail. The intense pressure around my knot was too much to bear, and with a throb that tore a groan from my lips, I finally burst. I felt every rope of cum as a spike of pleasure as it surged through my member and out. My dear David pressed his hips back into mine as I bred him.

“Fuck those scaly bastards," I thought as I pressed my lips to David's mouth. If they wanted to see two males mate, then I'd do it unashamedly right in front of their fucking cameras. I gripped David's hips and pulled them into mine with a growl. I thrust and ground, and he bucked back against me as I fired load after load of hot cum up his ass.

“Fuck, Adam…" David breathed when our lips parted and I was left with my chest heaving. “If I knew you'd fuck me like that with an audience, I'd have said yes when Megan asked to watch."

That forced a laugh from me even as the reptilianoid behind us powered down its camera and clacked his claw on the floor for attention. We turned our heads towards the two guards as the first spoke, “Separate, and come with us."

“We'd love to, but uh, we're kind of stuck," David replied. He tried to pull away from me, and I almost yelped at the pressure on my sensitive knot as he pulled me along with him.

The reptilianoid cocked its head and peered at its compatriot. They exchanged a few short clicks and pops before slinging their rifles and advancing on us with clawed hands outstretched. “Then you go together," one of them barked as they grabbed us and steered us towards the door.

“Hey, wait!" I exclaimed as David and I nearly stumbled and fell, still attached to each other. They pushed and pulled us through the door and turned us towards the stairs. “Our clothes! We can't…" I cried as I realized they were going to march us out in front of everyone like this. I tried to wrench away from the clawed hands gripping my arms, earning me cuts to my skin that bled into my fur.

“Don't touch him!" David roared, turning on the reptilianoid behind me, and sending the three of us crashing down the stairs. David and I landed heavily on the reptilian, knocking its head into the wall. The other hissed from the top of the stairs and leapt down to the landing we had collapsed on, pulling a stun baton from its belt at the same time. A reptilian claw hit the baton's release, and its concealed length shot up with a high-pitched crackling buzz and a wicked burst of sparks.

The reptilianoid beneath me had recovered from its momentary disorientation and got an arm around my neck and began to squeeze. As the air was choked from my lungs and my vision began to go black, the last thing I saw was the reptilianoid standing over us hissing and brutally smashing its baton into David's head.