Judging By The Cover
by
Varien Quill

Being on a very first date is usually attached to that anxious feeling, creeping down the spine and causing that familiar cold sweat in similar, stressful situations. “What if they will not like me?” This is the normal question, often asked not only on dates but also at other social gatherings, even if it’s on one on one.
Salacune, the wolf-like creature entered the cafeteria, which smelled of ginger and cinnamon. The wooden, classic interior reminded me of the old-time taverns, but instead of the usual ping of beer or a shot of whiskey, here you could get a hot, honey-sweetened brew and a slice of cheesecake.
He didn’t try to wear too fancy on this occasion, even if the first impression is always the most important, but on the other hand, it wasn’t a blind date after all. So he chose the typical, black t-shirt and shorts, covering his rather muscular body with slightly a bit too much fat over it, but still, it was far from calling it a ‘dad bod’. 
Waving his broad and incredibly fluffy tail, Salacune looked around for his acquaintance, finally noticing him. The somewhat shorter and cute-looking Digimon, none other but a yellow-scaled reptile, Gabumon. As always, he wore a purple hide covering most of his body, while the long, narwhal-like horn almost poked the lamp above him. Just usual problems with different anatomy.
“Ah, you’re already here. My apologies if you waited for too long for me…” he smiled apologetically, noticing that his date was already halfway through his herbal tea. The shy Digimon tried to say something, but luckily for him, a young vixen approached them, asking for the order. The canine chose the honey and cinnamon brew, wanting something strongly sweet, before their talk. Additionally, he asked for two cheesecakes with chocolate topping, which made the reptile male a bit nervous.
“I’ve never been here before, but it looks so… vintage. And the smells are wonderful. It was a great choice.” He said, wanting to start a conversation with compliments. And by looking at the sudden blush of his quiet partner, he hit the right spot. But also hoping that he will not be the only one speaking here.
“Uh… thanks. I like it here. So cozy. That’s why I often come here to just enjoy the silence, you know. And their brews are warming up.” Digimon said, finally overcoming his awkwardness. He clutched his mug with both hands, before taking another sip. The steam coming out of it traveled lazily into his nostrils, calming him down.
Once the cup with sweet brew and both plates with sugary treats arrived on their table, Salacune dug in with little to no wait. Having such a sweet tooth, he wanted to savor the such delighted taste. And he wasn’t disappointed.
“Um, perhaps I should repay you for this cake somehow?” Gabumon stated, already reaching for his purse, but with a simple raise of hand, the canine swiftly stopped him. In his mind, the wolf just tried to be nice, not trying to get something out of it. It wasn’t a bribe after all, no matter how tasty or expensive.
“Try it. It’s a great mixture of different flavors, a perfect harmony. A sweet, moist, and light-colored filling, mingling together with dark and rather hardened, almost savory goodness.” The canine didn’t try to be poetic, hoping that his rumbling didn’t become too pretentious. It was just something it suddenly came to his mind.
“Ying and Yang? That’s what you’re saying?” The short, rotund reptile asked, slicing his portion in half, before devouring it with a single bite. He noticed the same flavors as his date, but apparently in a much less romantic way. But the result was the same.
“Yeah, that’s correct. Well done.” Even if that Digimon was shy, once opened up he was right up the alley. But the wolf looked for something more than just a conversationist. Looking at his figure, he noticed how adorable it is. Just like himself, there were a few extra ‘love handles’ here and there, but covering an impressive set of strong muscles.
They kept eating, while Salacune did most of the talking, saying more compliments to his date, making Digimon blush even deeper. But once they eventually finished their snack, there had to be a decision made, on what they should do next together. If anything at all.
Salacune thought deeply about this. A simple walk in a nearby park and more conversations wouldn’t be too bad of an idea, but being an inpatient canine, he wanted to skip a few steps ahead. He paid for their meal, not caring about his rather quiet objections, before speaking up.
“Well, I liked it. Although I could use something a little sweeter this time if you catch my drift.” He started, but seeing a puzzled look on Digimon’s face, he repressed the sigh, trying not to look disappointed. “I meant that I don’t live too far from here. And I would like to continue this such a lovely date there. With your permission, of course.
If Salacune didn’t know him, he would think that Digimon has a bit of chameleon’s blood flowing through his reptilian veins, looking at his now deeply red face. But while being confident and dominant, the canine still feared rejection. His heart grew when Gabumon eventually nodded.
“Y-yeah… that sounds lovely.”

*****

While not vintage or retro, Salacune’s little apartment still looked rather cozy, even if a little cramped up. But still almost pristine and clean, without dirty clothes laying around. Even the cushions were neatly organized on the couch. It seemed like this place didn’t belong to a single. Or perhaps the canine had all of this already planned out beforehand.
“It’s nice in here. Did you decorate all of this by yourself?” Digimon looked around the apartment, not used to being invited to someone’s home on the very first date. Or any date, to be frank.
“Nah, I’m just renting.” Wolf shrugged, taking a seat on the couch. Turning his gaze into Digimon’s eyes, he patted the empty spot just next to him. The reptile gulped audibly, but having no other choice, he took a seat. His eyes widened, suddenly feeling a strong arm wrapping around his shoulder. But instead of trying to escape or whimper, Digimon enjoyed the embrace, hugging into the canine’s fur.
“You know, I wanted to ask you out months ago, but wasn’t sure if I’m your type. I’m happy that you agreed to it.” While it was still only a first date, the canine wanted to open up with his feelings to that short and adorable horned beast. Still, in a warm hug, they looked at each other, right before closing their eyes and spreading their mouths. Salacune noticed that it was Digimon who initialized this smooch.
They kissed without hesitation and quite passionately, touching each other's tongues, and mixing their saliva. Canine murmured happily, feeling warmth spreading through his thick-furred body, before changing the position of his hand from the reptile’s shoulder onto the abdomen. Digimon gasped, stopping the kiss abruptly, and looking away in shame.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Perhaps I’m too fast. I just thought… you know…” wolf couldn’t look at him, feeling guilty for acting like such a horn-dog. He couldn’t find any proper words that would fix this stupid situation.
“N-no, it’s not that. I just… I don’t know if I’m ready to show it to you just yet…”
“What do you mean?” He asked, wrapping his arm again around Digimon’s shoulder, pulling him closer to his fur. “If you saw one, then you saw all them. Unless you don’t have it that is. Which is cool too…” he chuckled, trying to break this whole, uncomfortable tension. Gabumon shook his head, hugging him closely.
They sat in silence, enjoying each other warmth and company. Salacune was lost in thought, wondering where he made the mistake when suddenly his hand was moved back onto the date’s pants, forcing it to grasp what was within. Surprised, the canine couldn’t believe his sense, what he just felt.
He kneaded the reptile’s abdomen for a while, wondering if he truly felt something massive down there. Embracing in yet another kiss, Salaune removed Digimon’s pants, leaving boxers for now. He looked down, letting out a soft gasp.
“Wow.”
His underwear wasn’t enough to cover the monstrosity that was the reptile’s shaft. At least half of it was peeking out of the sleeve, not even semi-hard. It started twitching, pushing on the material. Canine quickly removed the boxers, not wanting him to hurt himself with the potential hard-on.
Digimon covered his eyes in shame, when the gigantic cock sprung upwards in pride, twitching powerfully with each passing second. Canine still couldn’t believe his eyes, staring at the impressive organ.
“So that’s what you were hiding from me, you beast. And I thought for a moment that you got a tiny pecker or a pussy. Just give it to me…” he whispered the last words, wrapping his fingers around the rock-hard and massive shaft, feeling each intense throb under his palm.
“S-sorry. You probably think that I’m some kind of a freak. I can’t even find proper underwear for myself. Or a boyfriend…” Digimon muttered, not even trying to look his date in the eyes. Canine sighed, feeling relief that it was the reptile’s biggest concern, not a big one in his own eyes.
“Stop that. You should be proud of it. Not as many people can show it off. Besides, while it’s hard to find a proper female partner who can take this, there is still another hole to use. Trust me.” He winked, slowly stroking that gigantic pole of reptilian flesh.
With the other free hand, the canine started to remove his clothing, showing off the white fur-covered muscles, with a slightly rounder belly that can be used for showing love with gentle pats. While the canine’s shaft wasn’t as impressive, it was still sizeable, and longer than average. Although it was almost as thick as Digimon’s.
Gabumon lowered his head to taste that cock, but Salacune immediately stopped him, lowering his brows. He had other plans for them, after all.
“It’s not for you. I can’t just let this opportunity go, you know? Come on, just take me already…” he reached under the couch, taking a strategically placed bottle of lube, before passing it to the Digimon. “And I mean it. Don’t make me beg, I’m not that kind of guy.”
The reptile considered for a moment to just try to escape through a nearby fire staircase, even in its current attire. But he liked that wolf too much to disappoint him. And perhaps they could be something much more than just friends or even fuck-buddies. Without saying anything else, he covered his gigantic cock with rather cold lube, coating every inch of the pole with it.
Once ready, he lined up his shaft between the canine’s buttocks. Prodding against the entrance, he finally slid inside, causing both of them to moan out loud. Salacune enjoyed it immensely, wanting this moment to last forever. He felt every single one of his inner muscles spreading, forced by the rigid shaft. Wolf curled his fingers, grasping onto cushions beneath him.
Now wanting to just bend over on his knees and take it, Salacune started to move back and forth, letting to be penetrated even further. While usually on top with other partners, even in this position he tried to be dominant.
“Come on, fuck me harder. You can do better than that, I believe in you!” Even when being rather firm, he tried to compliment his lover, remembering the quiet attitude. But the reptile listened, making his massive ballsack slap audibly after each powerful and somewhat reckless thrust.
For a moment there, Salacune wished to just replicate and instruct Digimon from behind, while being deeply fucked at the same time. But he didn’t regret his decision of being mounted by a more shy partner. It only added to the spiciness.
The reptile was now holding both of the wolf’s ass cheeks, wheezing loudly, apparently not used to such long and demanding exercises. The hard, throbbing canine shaft leaked some of the clear pre-cum right onto the couch, but the wolf didn’t want this passionate sex to end so quickly. But it was just wishful thinking.
“Come on, big boy. Come in my ass. Then on my back too. Fucking everywhere!” Even while sounding a bit ridiculous, during steamy moments every word has its meaning. With a sudden movement, canine pierced himself onto that gargantuan dick, suddenly shooting a copious amount of cum onto the floor.
The Digimon was already incredibly close to his climax. The swinging orbs hit the wolf’s thighs a few more times, while the reptile’s movements become more reckless and out of rhythm. Just a few seconds later, he cried out loud, pouring impressive, thick ropes of cum into his partner’s ass, overwhelming it instantly, letting the fluids coat the cushions below.
It didn’t stop there. After pulling out the shaft, he blasted with that fleshy cannon onto the canine’s back, coating the already white fur with it, covering all the black markings with pearly-colored fluid.
Trying to control his one-eyed beast, Digimon continued to powerfully ejaculate onto the partner, cumming excessively for a few more, long moments. Moaning and shaking, he eventually stopped, letting the fluid flow onto the wooden floor, before it finally stopped.
“Oh… now that’s what I call a good fuck.” Wolf said, looking around. “Perhaps this place needed some redecoration anyway,” he thought.