A Warmth Amidst the Winter
Ember x Cinnamon

	Ember the vulpix stared blankly out the window at a nearby house, watching little white dots cascade through the air.  With his trainer taking his boyfriend away to the Pokémon center for an appointment, the feral vulpix was left with seemingly nothing to do.  
As he listlessly looked out, he gradually saw a figure coming into view through the window of the other house.  As it approached, he took note of the creature’s six orange tails, reddish brown body-fur, and white underside, clearly a female and undoubtedly a vulpix like him.  He gazed upon her lithe canine form, admiring her hazel-brown eyes, perky ears which featured a milk chocolate brown color on the inside, wide, pronounced hips, and… He sniffed the air.  What was that smell?  He looked back at the vulpix and descried a beautiful yet mischievous smirk, an inviting simper.  He closed his eyes and sniffed again, the sweet aroma growing stronger now, teasing his senses and causing a small chill of excitement to run through his body.  
As the chill subsided, he looked out the window again and was met with the same boring collection of small frozen droplets floating to the ground as before, the female nowhere to be seen.  Yet, that attractive, seductive, irresistible fragrance hung in the air and clung to the scent receptors inside of his jet-black nose, the sweet, sugary smell of vulpix pheromones.  Mysteriously, a single milk chocolate colored stocking with pink laces had been placed where the female had stood.
That had been enough for Ember.  He promptly leaped from the windowsill, snatched the wallet his trainer had accidentally left behind, opened the door, and took a short trek across the street toward the source of the essence.  Once at the door, the canine raised his paw and knocked against rich mahogany.  He stood in enraptured silence as he awaited the lady.  The door swung only slightly ajar and the female let in her new companion and led him to her master’s bed where a single milk chocolate colored stocking was laid.  Ember placed his trainer’s wallet on the ground.
“Mmmmmmm” she purred, gazing lustfully at the male, “You came to see me?” she asked.
The male smiled, blushing slightly “I suppose I did,” he responded.
“How nice of you,” she replied, licking his face sweetly.  “But who is this dashing, young fox?”
“My name is Ember.” He answered softly.  Another small chill slid through his frame, as he was now face to face with this gorgeous beast and her delicious, commanding, tantalizing scent.
“What a wonderful name for such a proud, strong animal like you…” she began, her voice taking on a husky tone with those last few words “Ember, mmmmm, Ember… My name is Cinnamon…” she half-moaned out as she went in for a kiss.
The male, though surprised by her advances, nevertheless returned the favor, opening his maw and letting her kiss.  Their tongues intertwined and twisted as they explored each other’s caverns.  Ember moaned softly into Cinnamon’s mouth, but the sounds were muffled as the two passionately exchanged the kiss.  Ember closed his eyes as he enjoyed the kiss, letting himself give in to his cravings.  As he allowed his senses to take over, the potent feminine odor coming from Cinnamon was now primed at the peak of its ripeness and Ember’s head was swimming in a thick fog of desire.  He yearned for her touch as her scent blasted his brain and one of his front paws instinctively reached out to the female to touch her fur, stroke her and caress her, and slide from her neck to her chest, to her front pair of teats.  The two gradually broke the kiss, but Ember’s front paw remained on Cinnamon’s teats and continued stroking and teasing the two bumps.
“You want me, don’t you?” Cinnamon commented playfully.
Ember looked down to where his front left paw was and slowly pulled it away, blushing.
Cinnamon smiled coyly at the male’s reaction, then turned around so that her rear end was in front of Ember’s face.  “You can have me, if you want,” she giggled as she swung her hips from side to side exposing her swollen, heated, vagina and pink anus “but…” she turned around so that she was face to face with the stunned male and giggled at his reaction “but you’re going to have to pay me first…”
Ember’s face was now bright red.  “You can have it,” he exclaimed, “You can have all of it!”
“Great,” she responded cheerily while putting the stocking on her right hind leg.  As she went to pick up the second stocking on the windowsill, she turned around “I’m about to take a piss in the bathroom,” she started “do you want to see?”
The male blushed and smirked.  “Yes,” he answered hungrily “I would very much like to see…”
Cinnamon put the stocking on her left hind leg, grinned, and then led Ember to the bathroom with her.  Once there, she climbed up on the toilet seat and squatted above it, with her front side facing the tank of the toilet and her backside facing Ember so he could get a nice, clean look at her pussy while watching her.  Cinnamon turned her head to face Ember and then winked at him and shook her hips.  Ember snickered deviously and nodded his head, more than ready for her to relieve herself in front of him.
Without further ado, Cinnamon lifted all six of her tails and a steady flow of urine escaped from her feminine lips.  Ember watched intently as the yellow nectar poured out of her and down into the toilet water beneath.  Cinnamon moaned softly as her honey streamed through her urethra, tickling her insides.  As Ember fixated on her squatted rump and the liquid exiting nearby, he couldn’t help but notice that the pheromones this heated vulpix had been emitting had become even more potent.  The urine scent in the air mixed well with the vulpix’s heat, making the prospect of tearing up Cinnamon’s snatch even more appealing to him.  The more he sniffed the air, the more clouded his mind became, the exquisite aroma appealing to his most primal urges.  Like most good things, however, Cinnamon’s urine supply had to come to an end and as the last droplets leaked from her cunny, she looked straight into Ember’s emerald green eyes and sighed contently.
Turning around and hopping off of the toilet, Cinnamon landed on all fours face-to-face with Ember.  She smiled slyly at him, inviting him to follow her back to the bedroom.  As she walked ahead of Ember, he couldn’t help but stare at the vixen’s sexy tight-fitting stockings, tight pink anus, heated swollen pussy, now wet with droplets of urine, and gracefully moving hips as they swung from side to side, emphasizing the treasures of Cinnamon’s behind.  These sights and scents were driving the male crazy and he couldn’t wait to mount this femme and piledrive her into the ground, but that would have to wait.  
In the meantime, Cinnamon took the wallet from the ground and then vaulted onto the bed, gesturing for Ember to clamber atop it too.  He did so and watched as Cinnamon quickly pawed through the contents of the wallet and took what she wanted.  After that, she set the money on a nearby lampstand and tossed the wallet onto the ground and smiled to herself in a gratified manner.  “Yeah,” she chirped, “That should be enough… Now, Ember… Now I’m yours…”
Ember’s mouth fell ajar as he watched Cinnamon lie on her back and present her body to him.  The stockings helped accentuate her quivering love hole; it was almost as if the pink laces at the top were pointing to it.  Just below her wet, protruding mound was her puckered tailhole, a tight fit if he ever wanted to try it.  Her large round hips and thighs and pointy teats on her chest and belly made this sight perfect for the horny male.  As he sniffed the air again, now drenched in the scent of her hormonal secretions, he lost himself to his instincts and immediately went down on her. 
Ember stretched out Cinnamon’s mound as he buried his nose inside of her, letting her scent, her essence, her heat consume him.  He was captivated completely by the delicious scent of her heat.  His head was swimming and he was drowning in the smell of her womanly sap.  Apple, urine, cinnamon, and a whole lot of musk afflicted Ember and put him under a spell.  Though he was inhaling, he found it hard to breathe, as if her overpowering pheromones were the only thing that he was allowed to breathe in.  Between these hard, intimate sniffs, and inhalations, Cinnamon was moaning to herself, mewing as the male began his work.
It would only be a matter of time, then, before Ember would go from simply sniffing her to using his tongue and tasting her.  “Oooooohhhhhhh…” Cinnamon moaned out as Ember licked her inner walls, “Please, Ember, keep going… Vuuuulllll…” The male was happy to oblige as he licked and slurped ravenously.  Every time he slid his tongue over her wet, cascading folds, the bitch would moan out “Vuullll” and every time he lapped up her feminine lubricant, she would mew out and produce even more liquids.  While exploring her cave and all its ripples and rifts, he licked something that felt a bit different, something that protruded outward and had a tiny hole.  “Vuuuuulllll…” Cinnamon moaned again as the brute below her licked again at the dead end of her tunnel.
Completely consumed in his explorations, the male dug ever deeper into her, brushing over her cervix multiple times.  Every time he did, he would hear a great “Vuullll!” but after a few times of doing this, her wet needy hole constricted tightly around his tongue, pulling it inward.  He kept going, Cinnamon’s lustful cries of joy spurning him on.  Continuing to caress her feminine sheets, Ember rested his nose just above her love tunnel and sniffed it.  That small amount of air pressure tickled and stimulated that area and it was indeed a sensitive area.  The first time Ember smelled it, he was treated to a delightful “VuuUULLlllll!” and whenever he sniffed that protruding circle, he would be rewarded with similar squeals.  
Cinnamon, meanwhile was delighted at the work this creature was putting into her: lapping at, licking, and exploring every centimeter, every nook and cranny of her convulsing, shaking, fleshy, womanly channel.  Every little lick, every little tease of her cervix was a reminder that her insides were on fire and needed something wet and sticky to put it out.  Though not sticky, this tongue was wet and wriggling all around her insides.  Her contractions and convulsions grew quicker and harder and her passage pulled Ember’s tongue inward and clamped and squeezed on it like it was a phallus.  Amidst all of this, she moaned and screamed and shouted as the pleasure started to increase exponentially.  Her body had been so deprived and the fire inside was reminding her of that.  The tension now before release was almost painful, but it would only be a matter of time before she blew.
“VVUULLL!  VVUUULLL!  VVUUULLLL!” she screamed out as Ember continued licking her insides and sniffing her clit.  “VVVVUUUUULLLL, VVVVUUUUULLLLL” the end was coming, her body was tensing up, she could barely keep her eyelids open.  Ember increased the speed and power of his licking to help Cinnamon fly over the edge sooner, basking in the intensity of the moment.  
“VVVVVVUUUUUUUUULLLLLLL!” she cried out as wave upon wave of ecstasy crashed upon her “EEEEEEEMMMMMMBBBBBEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!  VVVVUUUUULLLLLL!” she screamed out as the storm that had taken hold of her body proved relentless.  In a flurry of convulsions, squeezes, and violent shakes, Cinnamon ravaged and crushed the tongue inside of her.
Eventually, her harsh tremors ceased and she came down from her peak, breathing heavily to recover from her outburst.  She smiled as Ember withdrew his tongue from her and stared at all of the ripples, ruffles, and rifts of her gaping pussy.  However, the scent of the female’s heat still permeated the air and the couple yearned for more.  Slowly, Cinnamon arose onto all fours.  Ember watched her covetously, feeling a strong urge to mount her and make her his bitch.
Ember rose to his feet as well and was met with a pleasant surprise as Cinnamon kneaded at his sheath, perhaps trying to coax something out of it.  She continued pawing at it and stroking it and was delighted when his member poked out.  The prostitute then turned around and presented herself to the awaiting beast behind her.
Ember took in the sight, Cinnamon’s plump hips, six beautiful curly tails, plump wet labia, and stockings… Those hips were the perfect size to wrap his paws around while he mounted her.  Those tails were large enough to hug his form while he fucked her.  That puffy, swollen vulva was the perfect new home for his member.  Those stockings were the perfect color to show off cum stains from when his seed leaked outside of her cunt and down to her legs.  He could barely contain himself in such a sight.  His member slowly left its white, fluffy home and began expanding and twitching, his breathing became short and ragged, his pulse quickened, his mind shifted gears and he lost himself.
He leapt and latched onto her, grabbing her hips without so much as a warning.  He growled in her ear and bit it as he began thrusting blindly trying to poke that elusive mound.  “Oooooohhhhhhhhh!” they both moaned loudly as he finally penetrated Cinnamon.  He wasn’t going to let back now.  He had smelled her pheromones, kissed her, watched her pee, admired her lovely, fuckable body from behind, sniffed her, and ate her out and all that would be enough to drive any male, any quadruped with a member, lust-crazy.  
His balls slapped against the female’s clit as he pounded her and made a wet, satisfying sound that reverberated through the room.  His member twitched violently as he thrust in and out, bouncing and humping against the vixen’s ass hard.  He adjusted his position and spanked Cinnamon’s ass lightly once before wrapping his paws tightly around her again, gripping her hips, and stroking her two lower teats with one of his paws.  He continued growling into her ear as he bit lightly on it.  He rocked his cock in and out of Cinnamon’s love hole relishing the feeling of all of her inner rifts and rivulets gently massaging his cock.  He moaned out as Cinnamon’s body was already trying to milk his cock for what it was worth.  He pushed and moaned and thrust and groaned and hammered her and shouted.  He was desperately hunched over her body as he rutted her, absolutely immersing himself in the pleasure and attempting to rid his body of his seed.
The female vulpix below him could only shout out as the male buried his wildly twitching member deep inside of her, tickling her cervix before exiting, then hastily reentering with the utmost sense of emergency.  Ember’s thrusts came in heavy and quick, hot and fast.  Even in these early stages, Cinnamon’s love canal eagerly convulsed and squeezed around the penis, prompting Ember to go in harder, faster, and if possible deeper.  Shivers of excitement and arousal traveled through Cinnamon’s entire body as Ember spanked her or growled in her ear, but those shivers of excitement were nothing compared to her vocalized cries.  “Oooooohhhh yeessss!  Oooohhhhhh VVuuulll!  Ember Please!!  Fuck me, you stud!  Make me yours!  Vuuuulllllll!  Vullllll!  Vuuuuuulll!  Vuuullllll!  Ember!  Vullllll!”  
As the greedy male plowed into the vixen, she felt herself losing control again and without warning, convulsed, shook, twitched, and clamped down hard against the male’s high-powered, high-speed tool as she screamed out loud.  Waves and waves of pleasure washed over Cinnamon almost drowning her in an ocean of pure, unadulterated bliss.  When she came back down from her high, however, the tension inside of her started building up again.  Ember’s cock was still lodging itself deeply in and out of her vixenhood, making the pleasure come back quickly.  The moments of catching her breath after sex would be short-lived as she was soon once again back to the jagged breathing of a crazed vulpine in heat.
Ember growled and moaned as Cinnamon orgasmed underneath him, deeply enjoying her squeezes, squelches, and screams.  The vulpix closed his eyes as he continued to rub against all of her walls, all of her folds at once.  Pre-cum squirted out of the pix’s dickhole as he slammed himself into her and he shuddered as Cinnamon’s mound squeezed around him again, so quickly after her first climax.  He rested some of his weight on the top of her rump as he pushed his meat into her and moaned as he felt it thicken inside.  He briefly lifted one paw away from Cinnamon to smack her ass again and smirked to himself when he heard a “Vuuulll!”
As he returned his front paw back to her hips, he had a sudden urge to stroke her hard, red, pointy teats and so he did.  As he felt those delicious, pointed nipples, rubbed them, caressed them, brushed them with his paws, the dam bucked backward into the brute and unleashed a mighty “Vuuullllll!”  The male could only quicken his pace and play with her mammary glands, pushing into her, thumping his balls against her tush.  Small droplets of milk dripped out of the female’s faucets as Ember continued to nail her and pump his penis inside her.  More pre sprayed from the critter’s nozzle as he rhythmically reamed her and felt Cinnamon’s milk leak out of her.  He could feel that he was getting near the end.
“Vul!  Vul!  Vul!  Vul!  Vul!” they grunted out in unison amidst their fornication.  Ember was finding it harder to pull out now as the slut contracted and constricted lovingly around his manhood, franticly vacuuming up his seed.  The base of his shaft was expanding rapidly and both of their bodies were shivering tensely on the cusp of release. 
“Cinnamon,” Ember panted between moans, his breathing getting heavy and jagged “I’m about to explode…”
“Yes!” Cinnamon moaned loudly “Fuck me!  Fill me with your seed!  Thicken inside me and wash my insides with your goo!  You don’t understand how badly I need this, knot me!”
The male didn’t need to hear any more and with a few more quick hard, thrusts, he completed their coitus and knotted her.  A joint orgasm wracked their bodies and they shouted and grunted and squealed as the male’s knot was established firmly and irrevocably inside of Cinnamon’s pussy and the floodgates were released.  Their bodies spasmed together erratically as rope upon rope, squirt upon squirt, twitch upon twitch of Ember’s seed gushed inside of her.
“CCCCCCCCIIIIINNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNN!!!” Ember yelled as he dumped the contents of his ball sack deep inside of her.  The male screamed as he crazily thrust inside of Cinnamon’s delicious canal, emitting thick globs of white, sticky bodily fluids, filling her walls with his ejaculate, putting out the fire of her heat.
“EEEEMMMMMMBBBBBBEEEEEEERRRRR!!!!” Cinnamon howled at the top of her lungs as the ecstasy consumed her, her insides squeezing around the pix’s cock, the spunk it had been begging for for so long now rushing straight to her cervix.  Under the sheer amount of pressure and force her body was under, Cinnamon moaned loudly and spurted squirt upon squirt of sweet, clear, feminine nectar.  The bulk of her honey squirted onto Ember’s sheath and ball sack, soaking it and dousing it in vulpix essence, though some of it had leaked down her butt and stained the stockings beneath. 
As Ember emptied his seed and his orgasm subsided, he moaned out loudly as he felt Cinnamon take and take and take, every rope, every squirt, every gush, and every little droplet of his tasty semen.  It traveled inside of her and made its way to her cervix where it was greedily slurped, swallowed, and consumed.  The semen that didn’t reach Cinnamon’s cervix would eventually leak out of her and dribble down her legs and stockings.
Cinnamon’s climax didn’t end as swiftly and she was left clamping down on Ember’s red rod even as he lifted his front paws from her hips and swung his right hind leg behind her so that they stood butt to butt.  She was still taking and taking and taking, letting the flood of ecstasy sweep her away for as long as it could.  Ember breathed heavily as he stood behind her, their genitals connected by his knot.  Gradually, though Cinnamon’s orgasm also came to an end and as it did, she breathed heavily, moaned, and sighed happily as a male had finally relieved her.  There they were, connected, knotted, with bodily fluids all over them.  They were as happy as can be.  What a wonderful way to spend a boring winter day~