#foxspring

ais wouldn't ever admit it out loud, but he enjoys moments like this. not that he minded the chatter and snarky remarks from vere, but being able to hold someone who keeps everyone else at arm's length so close made his chest swell. knowing that he was most likely one of a very small handful of beings who had seen the fox sleeping and lived to tell the tale was something he would brag about endlessly if vere wouldn't give him hell for it.

not that ais needed to brag about his closeness with vere. anyone who came across the pair could tell instantly, regardless of their lack of labels and vastly different backgrounds. the two simply found themselves in each other.

that solidarity is something only for them. neither would call it romantic, but they wouldn’t call it friendly either. intimate, close, warm, those would be the words they'd use to describe it, even if only in their minds.

a small shift comes from vere snuggling his face further into ais’ arm and tightening his arms around the other’s waist. ‘starting to stir. he’s probably going to wake up soon,’ ais thinks to himself, dreading having to let the fox slip from his grasp once again. he knows that vere will return, but he wants to savor this early morning a while longer. just a bit longer, to soak in the way the sunlight streams through the sheer curtains and illuminates the fur on vere’s ears as they shift. just a bit longer to listen to the soft, deep breathes coming from his companion. with a final twitch vere starts to open his eyes, being greeted by ais’ through his waking haze.

“you’re staring,” vere says, voice thick and deep with sleep but still teasing as always.

“mm, i am.” ais moves his free hand to brush some hair out of vere’s face as a smile makes its way onto it. “and you’re holding an arm of mine hostage.”

“hah! you could have just moved me.”

“i didn’t say that i wanted it back.” ais’ response made the other laugh shortly through his nose, vere opting to shift closer to ais’ chest at the remark.

Vere grabbed him from the collar, pinning him against the stall door and kissing the air out of him. Mercilessly, his hands moved to grab Ais's buttcheeks, grinding his hard-on against the other.

In what seemed like, and probably were, seconds, Vere pushed the stall door open, and moved both of them inside, locking it. He made quick work of manhandling Ais around, pulling down both their pants and getting on his knees.

He started eating Ais out, and the latter had to stifle a yelp. He had nowhere to hold onto, fists clenching in on themselves as ragged gasps escaped him.

It didn't take a long time for Vere to get done with it and—without warning—pushing inside Ais with one quick move.

"Ah, fuck... Vere—"

Beyond the stalls, the awards ceremony was in full swing; terrible stand-ups and boring speeches and flashing lights, with promises of an after-party hosted by none other than Jackson Wang. It was impossible to keep quiet, but if the press found out, both Ais and Vere would be hunted down by god-knows-who.

Vere was thrusting inside his ass hard enough for Ais to feel him in his throat. So, when an inevitable, loud moan escaped his lips, Vere shoved against him particularly hard.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." He cooed at Ais. "I know you want us to get caught, but a washroom fuck won't be the grand statement I planned..."

Three fingers of his found their way inside Ais's mouth, filling it up and pressing against his tongue. Instinctively, the latter started sucking on them.

"Mm... Good boy," Vere kissed the back of his neck. "Can you come for me?"

Ais shivered, and pressed back at Vere harder and harder.

The other let out an amused, low chuckle. "That's it. Gorgeous. I'd gladly fuck you on that stage, you know? That's a much better spectacle than their fuckass bullshit," he bit the back of his neck. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Being fucked like a slut infront of everyone?"

His whole body reacted to Vere's words; his legs shook and his body convulsed. Thick ropes of cum escaped his dick, making a mess on the tiled floor.

A few thrusts later, Vere unloaded inside him, stuffing his own noises by biting Ais's neck. Moments later, he pulled out—and shoved a plug inside Ais, making him yelp.

"If you keep me inside for the rest of the night," Vere purred in his ear. "I'll reward you when we return home. Yes?"

"Yes..." Ais trembled, still dazed.