Engineering, Part 1
The fur of a firefox's mask makes it difficult to see a blush; his general body language told a bit more of the tale. "we're friends." "you shared your fur," willis said softly. "we weren't lovers!"
Shadowfox Null 03
"that looks like the key to a safe-deposit box," firefox said. technofox nodded. "uh-huh." firefox leaned closer. "can we trace it?" the little fox looked thoughtful. "not likely. not in the states." firefox's ears twitched.
Shadowfox 05
He gave the recording to firefox. silverfox wanted to hear it; firefox vetoed that on the grounds that silver might get too upset for tomorrow's blood sample.
Shadowfox Null 07
firefox moved closer and grabbed for the robe. "gimmie." instead, shadowfox tucked it under her arm and took a step forward. her free hand went under firefox's breast. firefox stopped, surprised.
Shadowfox 06
firefox interrupted her interruption. "because tigre wanted me to be a tamer," firefox said. "and maybe that was starting to look good to me." technofox closed her mouth. firefox scratched the back of her neck.
My Chubphox GF.
The firefox winks. "_good_ _berry_ _boy~_" . . . chayim grunts and groans: his dick pulverizing the delphox's pussy while she's on her back, holding her legs up.
Shadowfox Null 10
firefox blinked and technofox flinched. "jerry pretended to be having trouble with me, and he got this." shadow handed the card to firefox. "we'll have to set up a false identity," firefox said. "someone who owns shadowfox." "jerry?"
Shadowfox Null 08
firefox grinned and rubbed tech's head to console her for her loss. shadowfox nestled against firefox, who put an arm around her. her arm was strong and comforting.
Technofox 07
"firefox. yesterday," silverfox explained. "now, if it was me, i'd've looked at that tear gas, and gotten us out of there. i'd've split you and me up and gone down the staircases. but firefox?
As through a glass
Atta-farash said something -- or tried to -- but the bubbling sound was incoherent, and when i prodded the firefox's ear again she did not see fit to protest.
A Single Candle, Part 1
The firefox tossed the empty into a recycling bin, fetched another bottle from the refrigerator. "i have mine, too, but i hope that's not one of them." accepting the bottle gratefully, chase regarded the firefox quietly for a few moments.
siren's call
"actually i've never seen a firefox but your stripe is dead giveaway." siren continued to sniff the air looking for the source of that wonderful smell.