Lori pushed his finger into the panting fox's tunnel with so much felicity.  His ears were perked, listening for the report from his mate, which he got in a deep moan.  He sighed out, and sunk his finger deeper between the bucking fox's hips.  "That’s it, just a little further…"

The fox in his arms cried out as his fingers finally curled to cradle his prostate and press against it.  Lori smiled as he looked down, seeing the swollen pink shaft erupting from that onyx fur and watched a long thread of thick, milky pre drip onto his snow white fur, immediately disappearing as it soaked in.

The black fox gasped again, "Lori…  Haa…"

His ears perked and he opened his eyes; he sensed the footsteps of his teacher, Aeydel, make her way up his row from the back of the room.  He slyly moved his notepad down from the desk to cover his erection.

"…and the Tribunal can then make a decision when the advisor from the province comes back with their report."  The teacher stopped right beside his desk and appeared to pause.  He gritted his teeth worrying she'd notice.

"In this manner, the Tribunal, with it's team of advisors, can make decisions that can almost reach the level of micro-management.  That’s one of your words, kids.  Make sure you note this down…"

Lori sighed in relief, completely ignoring the teacher's information.  If she had noticed, he would have been scolded for losing himself in fantasy again.

Indeed, he often skipped into his fantasies while he was in this class.  Tribunal Government was one of the few required classes that had nothing to do with his chosen career, Visual Art, but it did have its perks.

He glanced over at Delinar, or Deli as he affectionately called him, a coal black fox who sat on the row beside him, just a little further up from his seat.  He loved the view, being able to let his eyes wander up and down his back side whenever he pleased.  This was the fox from his fantasy.

He knew little of him, as he recently transferred from Sky Sanctuary City, but he knew enough to feed his fantasies.  He was clearly submissive, and preternaturally docile, qualities that seemed to go against the shade of his fur.  But, then, the shade of his fur was another thing he was attracted to.

Lori and Deli both shared a rare attribute amongst foxes.  Lori was an albino fox, completely white with yellow eyes.  He was about the size of a typical forest fox, quite small in comparison to the other races, but also had a quality of the desert fox in his ears, which were longer than normal and had tufts of fur at their tips.

Deli was about the same height as Lori and almost completely black all over.  The only places on his body that differed was a small tuft of white on his chest, as well as beneath and along his muzzle.

As his doctor would remind him every time he was examined, shades of fur other than red to sandy yellow are abnormal, caused by genetic errors from interbreeding with other races.  Lori was blessed with something that perhaps only a handful of other foxes on the moon shared, and here, suddenly and against all odds, a completely black fox shows up, teasing him, like it was their destiny to meet.

He wanted so much to press his white fur against his black fur, the mating of light and darkness together, the two foxes minds swirling into ecstasy.  This has since become a common subject of his art.  He grinned realizing just how obsessed with him he was…

…and he loved it.

But then, Lori still knew little about him.  He just had to find out more, but everytime he attempted to engage the boy in conversation, he would shy away.  It was frustrating to him, and he'd have enough of it.

Today he was going to get Deli to notice him the way he has always dreamed.  By getting close to him.  Again, Lori smiled, a little bit from the rush of knowing what he was about to do and a little from the desire of fulfilling a fantasy.

Suddenly, Deli began to shift in his seat, gathering his things.  He looked up at the teacher at the front and realized she'd dismissed the class.  He breathed in deeply waiting for Deli to get up, poised at the edge of his seat to spring up and follow after him.

Deli waited for the last of his row to pass by him, wishing to be the last to leave.  He finally stood up clutching a small bag against his stomach.  Lori began to move up and got behind Deli, eager to make his move.

"Hold it, Lori!"  He stopped short, and his tail poofed as his teacher called him out.

"Gah!"  He turned to his teacher who was standing right by the door.  She giggled seeing she'd frightened the intensely focused boy.

"Oh, Lori.  Why do you lose yourself so much in the presence of that boy?"

Lori stood facing her, trying to take a dominant position.  "You saw…?"  She sat there smirking at him.  “C’mon!  Don’t make it out like you didn’t!”

"Yes, yes, I saw.  And I also saw that you completely ignored your lesson daydreaming about him…  Again!"

Lori was shocked; he was so careful!  "H-how did you see, anyways?"

"Oh, like I don't notice things like notepads moving as I walk up a row.  You know, I used to be in school too.  I've watched quite a few boys cover their pink like that as the teacher would pace back and forth."

He hadn't thought of that.

Aeydel was very astute, as most girls tended to be.  She had noticed the change in Lori practically the day Delinar was introduced to the class.

"Your ears were focused on him.  Hehehe!  I could sense that attraction right away!"  She had teased him with this after dismissal that day, the same day Deli shrank away from him when he attempted to talk to him.

Lori pulled himself back to the present.  "He’s very cute," Lori uttered, feeling a little retracted himself.

"I know."  She scratched him between the ears, "But someone like you should have more control.  You used to be so focused."

Lori smirked, "Focused, I am.  But--"

"…not on the right things, Lori."

Lori folded his ears and looked away as she folded her arms.  Time to be scolded.

"You're just a few months from graduation and your grades have slipped.  I'm getting concerned that Deli is too much a distraction for you.  Perhaps I should have him transferred to Yorei's class."

Lori ground his teeth.

Aeydel sighed, "Alright!  But you'd better show some improvement."

Lori detected the unspoken que of dismissal and started to sulk towards the door.

"And Lori!"

He turned and looked back, a little shaken by the thought of losing the only class he and Deli shared.  "Just talk to him already!"

Lori left the room, and headed down the gently curving hall, thinking to himself.  I tried already…  It’s gonna take more than talking to get his attention.  If only she hadn't interrupted my plans!

By this time, Deli was taking his seat in Advanced Conical Architecture.  The only chance he'd have would be at final dismissal; try and get to him before he left the school grounds.

He would catch him then!

Deli spent his last class of the day distracted, wondering about the white fox that seemed so preoccupied with him.  He was looking at me again…  What does he see in me anyways?

He could never bring himself to talk to him, even at Aeydel’s urging.  She had pulled him aside in the halls a week ago and revealed Lori’s interest in him…

"Why not consider him?  You and Lori would be a wonderful couple!"  She was so blunt.  He couldn’t even look at her as he blushed.

Aeydel could only chuckle nervously, realizing she made a mistake.  "I'm sorry.  I shouldn't have pressed you."

She touched his shoulder and sighed before she turned and walked off; Deli started to pant as he felt the heat pouring from his body, trapped under his puffed-out fur.  He couldn't even bring himself to talk to him.  How could he ever get close to him?

The bell rang, pulling Delinar from his thoughts; dismissal had come so quickly.  Seems like he’d been way too preoccupied about this today.  All the students made their way into the courtyard to head home to their families.

Well…  most of them get to go home to their families, he thought to himself.  Deli's parents had come here to examine some old ruins near the mountains; he was usually left alone in their home.  They were always gone.  It was their work after all, but Deli had to stay behind to attend school.

He looked at his notebook, tucked away in the bag in front of him.  On it were the scribbles of a dream city with many of the buildings lovingly detailed by his hand and their positions organized in a spiral.  He fancied the idea of a spiral being more effective than the current common radial patterns vulpine cities take.

He loved spending each night scribbling in that notebook, expanding his little world a little further with new building layouts.

He wished he would live there.  In this city he could be comfortable with himself.

It wasn't easy being so uncommonly shaded.  His black fur stood out sharply from the rest of the foxes.  People would always notice him.  Sometimes they would even come onto him, something he so deeply feared, but also desired more than anything.  He just couldn't handle himself when it happened and cursed himself afterwards for being so timid.

He pulled the notepad out and put the bag on his shoulder, wondering, as he walked away from school grounds, what his city needed now.  Flipping through the pages for a moment, he stopped and smiled as he beheld the bath he had first designed years ago, one he could swim in and play with friends carelessly.

He closed his eyes as he let himself experience this old fantasy when suddenly he felt someone's arms envelope his body and pull him back.  Shocked, he dropped his notepad and felt his heart flutter.

"I've dreamt of holding you ever since I first laid my eyes on you…"

The words cut through his ears like a knife and he looked down as a pair of white furred arms slid down his waist and caressed him between the legs.

His body flushed all over and he gasped.  "L-Lori…?"

His neck was nuzzled and a coy, confident response was breathed into his fur.  "Deli…"

He felt Lori press into him and breathe in deeply his fur’s scent as his nose moved up his neck.  His eyes welled up with tears and he began to shiver.

This was too much.

Delinar exploded out of his grasp and ran quickly away, looking back to meet the piercing yellow eyes of the gleaming white fox.  He was nearly stunned by the smile he had; if he didn’t turn away now, he probably never would.  So he closed his eyes and dashed down the walkway toward his home.

Oh, did that feel good…

Lori's smile conveyed every bit of relief of getting that single moment with him and the satisfaction of knowing that he would be on his thoughts all night.  He closed his eyes, giggling as he imagined again the feeling of Deli's fur against him.

He breathed in heavily and sighed.  He should head home to his family before they worry.

Lori turned to walk the path home, but he stopped as his foot brushed against something on the ground.  He picked up the notepad Deli had been carrying; he looked around but Deli was long gone…

Simply too curious and unwilling to pass up the opportunity to finally learn something about his heart’s desire, he flipped through it's pages.

My…  He’s quite the little artist…

Though the pages were lightly folded, he could tell what Deli was looking at before he interrupted him.  A bathhouse with a very beautiful bath that was shaped like a flower, its multiple buds forming areas where people could just sit and relax together.  In the center, an intricate spiral design spun out and gave the bottom of the bath a very unique personality.  He thought that the tilework would require nothing more than a master's dedication to complete.

But more over, his eyes were drawn to some of the notes that were scribbled along the side.  Little pieces of personal fantasy that made Lori feel bad for reading, but he couldn't help but read.

"I'd float beside my mate in the warm water…"

"I could let myself go here and never feel lonely again."

"Someday, I'll share this place with my love."

Lori's heart melted and gently cradled the book against his chest.  He had a wonderful idea he hoped would please him.

The door closed behind Delinar as he threw himself on his couch.  He was panting from running so fast, but he relaxed as he closed his eyes and felt Lori behind him again, surrounding him.  The bright white of his arms contrasting sharply against his black fur.

Oh Deynai, why did he do that?  He felt himself become aroused, remembering Lori's hand passing over…  No…  Caressing his sheath on its way down to stroke his thigh.  His fingertips teased the pink tip of his erection poking out of the black sheath.  His fingers then tried to replicate the movement of Lori's hand but he just couldn't get it right.

He smiled, relaxing, and let his memory of the feeling show him instead; his fingers slid down his sheath, flowed across his sack and ran down his thigh, then back up.

He shivered and giggled, fully aroused by the feeling.  That was it.

He sighed out with a big smile on his face.  Oh, I'm so glad he held me…  To think I'd just be spending all this time--  His thought stopped.  His notepad!

He jumped at the bag at the floor and tore through it.  "No.  No!  NO!"  He shivered.  Four years of his life was in that pad.  His dreams, his city.  He finally remembered dropping it when Lori surprised him.

"Damn it!  …  N-nooo…"  He fell to the floor and weeped.

Deli's weekend was spent completely shrouded in depression.  How could he carelessly drop it?  He started to resent Lori for surprising him.  If he hadn't done that he'd still have his precious memories.

He didn't know what he would do when he had to sit in the same room with him, but he soon found out.

Lori was sitting in his usual spot when Deli, very reluctantly, walked in.  He was smiling at him, swishing his tail.  Deli gave him no look back.  He couldn't.  Not with all these feelings stirring in him.

He sat down and class proceeded.  All he could do all day was think about where his notebook was.  By now, a groundskeeper probably bagged it up and threw it into a matter/energy converter.  He felt disgusted thinking his personal memories were probably powering the lights right now.

Class ended quickly, just like every class today had.  In his depression, time seemed to slip by.

He looked up as he pulled his bag into his arms and saw Lori, still smiling, with a look of anticipation on his face.  He exited the classroom excitedly; Lori never left before he did…!

Aeydel called out, "Delinar.  Would you come see me please?"

With a big smile on her face, nearly a grin, she presented him with his notebook.  Delinar's expression was overjoyed, and quickly snatched the book into his arms holding it close.

His words were jumbled, nearly incoherent, as he profusely thanked her as he took off from the room, opening it up to make sure it was intact.

Hmm…  Some of the pages are folded, but it looks--  An alien sheet of paper suddenly fell out.

It was unlike the paper of his notebook, much thicker and sturdier.  It was folded up just small enough to hide in the pages.  He retrieved it and opened it up.  Inside was a beautifully colored and detailed image of his dream bath.  The spiral pattern was painstakingly replicated, with two swirls of deep indigo and bright white coming together to meet in brilliant radiance at the center.

His pupils narrowed as he saw in the very center amongst the varied colors of the tiles the figures of a black fox and a pure white fox standing in the water, embracing in the middle, locked in a kiss.

Delinar felt his heart sink and his eyes welled with tears.  He immediately began to cry seeing his dream rendered out on this beautiful piece of paper.  That's when he felt the familiar embrace again.  Deli again dropped everything and grabbed onto Lori's arms, still crying lightly, but not at all scared or ashamed to be in his arms.

He would never be able to push him away again…