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Chickadee: Part 6
🕑 Added 2022-04-11 19:36:26 +0000 UTCAs quiet as a, well, a mouse, Posey creeps along the top of a ventilation pipe toward the source of the alluring sounds. She knew she shouldn’t yet she simply could not deny the urges that burned inside of her. The sounds of smooching were quickly heating up into little growls and yips. As that slim sliver of light grows closer it gives Posey’s eyes just enough illumination to make out some of the dim details around her.
The crack itself ran along one side of one of the a wide ceiling boards just to the right of the pipe she was pulling herself along. From below the board would have looked identical to all of the rest but from up here Posey could make out the hinges attached to the far side of it. To the left of the pipe is a small area that is walled off from the rest of this interstitial space between decks. To an uneducated eye it would look like just a part of the structure of the ship, but after seeing the rest of this crawl space the area stuck out like a burned out fuse. It takes her a moment to realize she was most likely looking at a smuggler’s hold. She would have put money on one of the boards in that spot to the left having a similar hidden door as the ceiling board to her right. Being a salvaged ship she wondered if the canines below even knew about this hidden storage compartment.
“Oooommm.” Jun’s soft, almost feminine, voice filters up from beneath.
Speaking of the canines below…Posey closes one eye and leans down to peek through the crack into their cabin.
***
Standing at the foot of the bed Remus had the shirtless Jun pinned against the mattress, the fingers and thumb of his huge hand splayed across the soft white fur of the foxes chest. The white patch that went from his chin, down his neck, widened out across his chest, before tapering down to a point at his belly button was much softer than the rest of his already soft coat and Remus never missed an opportunity to feel it against his hand. The huge wolf looms over the svelte fox, his free hand expertly unbuckling Jun’s belt. Once loose he removes it along with the holstered pistol and hilted rapier hanging from it. He lets them clatter to the ground by his feet.
Jun, his hands up over his head and his legs open, writhes and undulates his hips with growing desire. He gazes up at his hulking friend with wide demure eyes while letting out little trills and yelps that, to a fellow canine, were unmistakable beta dog signals. Not only did they come naturally around the physically imposing wolf he knew that those submissive little noises were pure sexual rocket fuel for a proud dominant like Remus. Remus was his alpha, in life and in the bedroom, just the way they both wanted it. The pair were equal partners and Jun was hardly a doormat for the big man, in fact he got his way more often than not, but at the core of their relationship was an understanding that it was Remus who bore the power along with the responsibility that came with it.
His right hand massaging Jun’s dick through the pants and Remus leans down and plants a hard kiss to the fox’s snout. They kiss deeply and wantonly, their individual desires, once shared, grow to more than the sum of the parts. To have a night where they did not have to be on high alert was a gift they were not about to squander. Jun reaches up to feel the muscular chest and arms and thick soft fur of his partner. Their long flat tongues slide and snake over each other as their deep passionate kiss goes on and on.
“Rrrrrm.” Remus rumbles, his hand gripping the fox’s rock hard member as it flexes hard against the clothes and his other hand pressing him even harder into the bed. Jun loved to feel his lover’s weight and power in these intimate moments and Remus knew it.
“Ohhh.” Jun moans the moment their lips part. On instinct his legs widen further, his feet slide up and down the sides of Remus’ hulking furry thighs. Between the wolf’s legs Jun’s white tipped tail flips back and forth to tickle his inner thighs. Jun’s right hand glides down through the fur of Remus’ tight abdomen and soon its way to the mammoth meaty tool sheathed beneath the cloth of Remus’ shorts. “Mmmmm.” He strokes the long, thick rod through the fabric, already able to feel the veins and the fat head swelling to his touch. Jun had had many lovers over the years but there were few things that brought him such satisfaction as Remus’ massive schlong. “Ohhh fuck big man, I need this.”
“Heh.” Remus grins.
Hunching down Remus roots into the fur and licks the side of Jun’s soft neck before chomping down into the flesh, not enough to injure but hard enough to hurt. “Hnnngh!” Jun whines lewdly, signaling his sexual submission to the physically superior wolf. Remus’ cock surges to full mast. He holds the a few moments as Jun whimpers and writhes before letting go. “Nnngh.” Jun mewls as he nuzzles up against the chin of his domnant, nipping lightly between his simpering yips.
Every yielding sound, every surrendering signal, every musky sex ready scent of the hot fox is a shot of raw primal power into the muscles and sinew of the huge wolf. Jun made Remus truly feel like the alpha dog that he was in a way that even most bitches couldn’t match. As another man and a fellow canid Jun knew in his bones what it meant for his partner to be the fighter and leader and protector and dominant lover. He didn’t have those needs himself, but he understood them and he was only too happy to nourish them. In return Remus loved his little lover with the fury of a hurricane. He would kill for Jun. He would die for Jun.
Pushing back up off of him Remus looks down at his lovely bedmate and licks his front teeth. Shifting his hand left Remus gropes the lithe fox’s lean perfectly shaped pec and squeezes it hard eliciting another gasp from his lover. With rough yanking motions Remus opens Jun’s pants.
“What if she hears us?” Jun whispers with an impish smirk.
“Fuck’er.” He grunts.
“Can I? AHH!” Jun yelps as his pec is given a stiff slap across the nipple.
“Slut.”
“He he he he.”
With a hard jerk he tugs Jun’s brown trousers down to mid-thigh level. He glaces down to see his foxy friend was not wearing his usual underwear but instead the pair of snug green panties Jun liked to surprise Remus with from time to time. A low ravenous growl rumbles in the big man’s chest as he ogles the tight sheer dainties that hugged Jun’s balls and erect cock so deliciously. “Rrrrrrrmmm! You fucking little tease!”
“Me?” Jun giggles innocently. “Never.” Grabbing Remus’ near hand he pulls it to his snout and begins to lick and suck at the thick thumb with passionate want, his tongue swirling and slurping the digit just like he’d be sucking something else pretty soon. He knew that he was about to get absolutely destroyed by the big man and he was here for it. Their passenger was about to get one hell of an earful.
***
Up above Posey was getting one hell of an eyeful. Again and again she kept telling herself to sneak away but seeing these two hunks go at it was quite simply the HOTTEST fucking thing she had ever seen in her life. Jun lay just beneath where she could see and his slender fit body was everything she had fantasized about and more. It should be illegal to be that god damned pretty. That come hither look in the fox’s beautiful slitted green eyes was something straight out of her most erotic fantasies. She had already been grinding her crotch against the pipe she clung to but when she saw those tight green panties get revealed and saw the outline of Jun’s hard cock inside of them…her hand could not jam down inside of her pants fast enough.
Biting her bottom lips she lets out the quietest little squeak as her fingers quickly find her cunny hot and wet and ready to go.
***
Remus pulls back and pulls Jun’s pants from his body and throws it with gusto into the far corner. He rubs his cock through his shorts as he looks down on Jun deciding how he wanted him tonight and is about to tear off his own shorts off when he stops a moment. His ears twitch and he takes in a sharp sniff. Jun, down to his panties and ready to fuck, cocks his head at the curious pause. The wolf then stands up to his full looming height when he suddenly thrusts a fist up through the secret hatch in the ceiling.
“EEEE!” Comes a piercing shriek followed by a scramble.
With a mighty heave Remus pulls his arm back. In his hand he holds by the tail, possum like, a very stunned and guilty looking peeping Posey. Making it even more embarrassing for her was the fact that her right arm was currently trapped down inside of her cargo pants, her hand in a place that made it impossible to mistake its intention. For just an instant everything goes still.
Jun was the first to speak. A huge smile brightens his handsome face. “Well, howdy Ma’am.”
“I-I-I-I…” Posey begins to stammer as she slowly swings by her tail in Remus’ iron grip. “I was just…ahhhh…checking out…uhhh…the pipe…” Her eyes betray her by flitting towards Jun’s crotch. “PIPES! I mean pipes. I was checking the pipes.”
Only too happy to have an extra pair of eyes on him Jun rolls to his side and takes up a sexy lounging pose in such a way that revealed that this was a man who knew precisely how hot he was. “And?” He traces a hand along his hip. “How are the pipes?”
Posey’s eyes widen as she licks her lips, her gaze drinking in his body. “Uh…good. Real good.”
Remus rolls his eyes and lets out a loud bark to stop the silliness. “Little fuckin rat spy is what we got here.”
Jun stretches out sensuously. “Let her spy big man.”
“I oughta kill her.”
“Well that would be no fun.” Jun lets out a wanting whine. “Leave her be.”
Remus lifts Posey higher and bends down to look her in the face. He sniffs. “She’s in heat.”
“I’m not!” Posey gasps in horror at him announcing it so bruskly. “I’m really not!” Her blushing pink nose tells a different story than her words.
“That explains the peeping.” Jun says. Shifting around and rolling to his back he looks up to face Posey upside down as well. “Enjoying the show?” As he asks her his dick flexes a few times inside his panties.
“I wasn’t! I wouldn’t! I didn’t!” At last she is able to pull her arm from her pants, the glisten on her wet fingers confirming what she was denying. She cringes guiltily and blushes more. “I was…checking…”
“Pipes?” The fox chuckles and shoots her a saucy wink. “Respectfully Ma’am, you might just be the worst liar I’ve ever met.”
Just then the door flies open and Scraps clatters through. “Release Miss Posey!”
“Ha ha ha! Not this again!” Jun laughs. “Look out big man.”
Remus shifts his gaze to the robot with violence in his eyes. Posey quickly shuts the altercation down before she lost a bot. “Scraps, stand down.”
“Yes Miss Posey.” It stops dead in its tracks to stand there.
Remus looks at the robot, he looks at Posey, he looks down at his friend and lover, and then he shakes his great head once more. “You really know how to kill the mood, ya know that?”
“I was…”
“Shut it.” Remus lets go of her tail and drops her unceremoniously to the floor, she is just able to twist and land on all fours. “Jun likes you.” He states bluntly. “If you’re gonna watch ya may as well get a front row seat.” He points an armchair in the opposite corner of the room. “Sit.”
“Uh…” She looks between them uncertainly.
“Sit!” Remus states firmly. “Or I toss your sweet little ass outta here.”
After a moment’s contemplation…Posey hurries over and sits, her hands clasped in front of her. Jun’s smile grows.
