#foxtau

🦊:😠

how could I not see the danger right in front of me?

The fanfic I'm writing it's basically about how some things are meant to be repeated over and over and this- this is a good example on how. Having someone continuously plotting your demise it's kinda flattering, get yourself someone that committed (?)

Ratau's case be like - Gone horribly wrong -

A gift for @thotfulsuccubus 

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It feels like it had been ages since Ratau first made his deal with Fox. His life for repeated ‘favors’ upon Fox’s request. It... surprisingly not the worst deal Ratau had ever made in his long lifetime. 

When you had the power of a god there were plenty of deals struck after all, but the clarity of losing that power made him look upon those choices in a new light. And in some ways he knew he couldn’t forgive himself for some of the things he’s done. 

So getting his back blown out on a regular basis by the Fox that would have murdered him was far from the worst thing he could imagine himself agreeing to. 

Occasionally, when Fox’s appetite was sated, they would even partake in softer activities, like right now. 

“Stop squirming.” 

“I will when you stop squeezing me so tight! I can’t breath!”

Fox was curled up in his bed holding Ratau tight to his chest like a child holding a teddy bear. With how strong Fox was it felt more like Ratau was getting slowly crushed than held like a dear toy. 

He loosened his grip and Ratau took a couple large breaths. Gathering himself before he was once again pulled, more gently to Fox’s side. 

His large red body curled around him, enveloping his small brown body in thick red fur. Soft to the touch despite smelling like woodland undergrowth. It was a smell Ratau had come to... grow comfortable with. 

A large clawed hand gently ran down his back, from his head to his tail making Ratau relax farther into the red fluff of his bedmate’s tummy. 

“There we are my pet. Nice and relaxed, don’t I take good care of you?”

“Mhm.” Whatever helped him sleep at night Ratau supposed. Though this was very nice, how long had it been sense he was cuddled so tenderly. 

Fox chuckled a little under his breath and continued petting his lovely little rat. Who laid so small against his chest, Ratau was a helpless creature in his arms. Wrapped in the arms of a predator and bound to his whims. 

And yet he felt like he was wrapped in a soft heavy blanket next to a fire on a cold day. Cozy and comfortable. Almost made him forget who he was next to in his bed. 

Perhaps it was wrong to relax like this in his presence, he should feel more on edge terrified even. And yet he found his eyes growing heavy as he listened to the Fox’s heartbeat against his chest. 

He felt Fox nose between his ears and down to his shoulder, where the mark that branded him as the fox’s plaything rested. A contented sigh left Fox’s chest when felt it there and he curled around Ratau a little tighter. Almost protectively. Laying his bushy tail over the two of them, blocking out the light from the fireplace. 

Ratau made no comment on such behavior and simply relaxed with him, ideally stroking the fur on Fox’s chest while they laid in comfortable silence. 

Eventually his thoughts slowed and his breathing with it, his eyes slipping shut with this artificial night the fox had created for him under his body. 

Fox shushed him gently and licked his cheek before settling his head next to Ratau’s with his eyes also covered by his fluffy tail. 

And so these two creatures so different from one another yet united under their dirty deals slept the day away in each others embrace. 

Day 2 of drawing a ship every day of the month!

It's CotL's most wholesome ship /s, requested by @hellshire-harlot,