For some reason, he just couldn't get the thought out of his head.

In a dark, dingy warehouse, any thought that was even relatively exciting became the equivalent of discovering fire, but this thought had much more staying power than a tiny flame.

Two females, paws roaming each other's bodies, taking in gentle touches and squeezes of flesh, as their lips touched, light as feathers, and then quickly turned ferocious, with wet, silky tongues crossing in a sensual dance.

"Damnit...how the hell do I hide this?" a very sexually frustrated coyofolf asked himself, thankfully alone in an aisle as he drove his order picker around the building. Staring down at his own body, he was simply hoping he wouldn't run into anyone else for at least a few minutes, as his member had clearly responded to his train of thought, pushing against the wall of his jeans and begging to be let free.

"Just two more hours. I can do this. Won't think about it anymore."

Joshiah only wished that it would be so easy, or that he could even halfway prove himself right. The erotic image of his lover and her friend was all that he could think of...

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With a sore back, empty tummy, and a full mind, Joshiah made his way into the door of his apartment, closing and locking it behind him. His cock was still throbbing within its confines, and he was just hoping to get a moment alone to do something about it. Better yet, he could get his mate involved for a little bit of fun, but before he could formulate a clever way to spring things upon her, he stopped, knowing that a look of terror was gripping his face.

*How on earth would I tell her what I was thinking about?* he thought, biting his lip nervously as the thought process came back to him. 

Joshiah stepped out of the doorway and sighed softly, trying to get a grip on his nerves, but they were completely fried as the very same vixen he'd been dreaming of all day ran a single pawtip up and along his sore back, trying to get his attention.

"Must have been a long day for you at work...did you even hear me saying 'hello?'" Rose asked, looking a little bit concerned as she fully stepped out of the kitchen.

Joshiah whirled around, his eyes wide and his face cherry red as he stood at attention to his mate. "No! Heh...no, I didn't hear a thing...it's awful loud in there, y'know?" he reminded her, doing his best to avoid lying, but also avoid the subject.

Rose could see right through his nervous reaction, but she couldn't quite tell what she was seeing yet. "Hmm. Well, you do seem a bit distracted. Did you have a good day, at least?"

"Same old, same old. Back is a little sore, job still sucks...I'm just glad to be home."

Joshiah leaned in and pressed a kiss to his mate's cheek, hoping to seem a bit more like himself. "How was your day?"

Rose smiled at the affectionate little gesture. "Kind of uneventful, but it was nice to have a day to relax. Sure seems like you didn't do too much of that yourself, today."

"Nah...work is never a relaxing thing for me," Joshiah agreed, finally starting to feel comfortable again. "Especially when you're driving around half the day with a raging hard-on."

Rose blinked for a second, having to take in what was just said, especially so nonchalantly. "Aaaaaaand why did you have one of those?" she asked, ending her sentence with a quiet, somewhat confused giggle.

The words only sunk in for Joshiah a moment later, wishing now that he'd hadn't gotten comfortable so easily. He had to roll with it. "I'm afraid I can't tell you!" he suddenly replied, shooting her a playful, teasing grin. He felt that such a response was only fair; Rose had been teasing him quite a bit lately, with very little and sometimes no release. 

The fennec vixen flickered her adorable, lengthy ears, batted her eyelashes and widened her eyes. Her paws flopped at the wrist, and her tail curled up at the tip, completing the most adorable pose any vixen had ever taken. "Pweeeeease tell me...?" she pleaded, whimpering quietly through her request.

Joshiah's blush took on a brighter shade of red at the display, but he wanted to stay firm on this one. "I...I...nu uh! You just have to go on wondering, and no amount of cuteness and being adorable is going to change that," he retorted, wanting to look away from the display to steel his resolve, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

At first, Rose started to pout. "No amount, huh?" she questioned, tilting one ear downwards and looking to her mate, trying to add one last ounce of cute to the adorable pie. "That's too bad...it would have been a lot easier on you to go with that."

The coyofolf felt his emotions shift, as his nervous fears faded into a more calm confusion. "Easier on me, how?"

Rose made sure that her mate felt something else, that being her long, fluffy tail, coiling around his ankle, as she took a step in closer to him. "Because you've peaked my interest, and you never deny a curious vixen what she wants to know...and I know how to force it out of you."

Joshiah smirked defiantly and crossed his arms in front of her, starting to actually feel the dominant role now, rather than just act it. "Oh yeah?" he asked, his words quick, and his voice smug.

"Yeah," Rose replied, just as briefly. She had no time to waste on words. Instead, she focused her efforts on action and took it, prying her mate's arms away from his chest, much to his surprise. Though Joshiah was easily more physically powerful than Rose, she did tend to overwhelm him from time to time, when his guard was down. 

"Heeeey...just what do you think you're doing?" the coyofolf asked uneasily, a bit ashamed that he had been caught off guard, but he had no time to dwell on it, as the vixen before him started pushing him down the hallway. 

Joshiah was almost turned around as Rose gave him one last shove, and then harshly slapped his rump, causing the canine to jump into the bedroom on his own. "I'm gonna make you wish you'd told me when you had the chance," she spoke, as her words turned as sharp as her tongue.

Joshiah yelped aloud as he tried not to stumble over the dirty clothes beneath his footpaws. His backside stung with the memory of the paw that had just slapped it, despite a thick pair of blue jeans covering the flesh. "Ahhh! Hey! That wasn't very nice..." he tried to complain, though he was unable to deny how much he actually enjoyed the advance.

A set of hungry fangs sunk into the coyofolf's shoulder from behind, and the momentary shock that overwhelmed his mind gave Rose ample time to open the clasp on the leash in her paws, and close it around her mate's collar. "Rrrr...that was nothing, baby. I hope you can handle a lot more than *that*. " she growled through her words, pressing her fangs in just a bit tighter on her last word. The bite didn't quite draw blood, but Joshiah still howled in a faint mix of pain, and nearly feral excitement.

"Nnnngh! I...I can try..." the canine barely stuttered out, just behind his howling. He wouldn't admit that he was wrong just yet, but he also couldn't deny his true nature to his mate. He might have a dominant streak in his feral side, but in his normal state, he liked a little pain, and was completely submissive to his mate, even if he didn't always act it.

Rose kept that submissive side right up on the surface as she yanked firmly on the leash, pulling the coyofolf down to his knees. Joshiah did his best to break the fall, knowing that his mate didn't mean to hurt him, but she would be as rough as she pleased. "You better, boy. You don't have a choice, now," she assured him, reaching down to curl a paw into the waist of his jeans. She gave a firm tug, a clear sign that the clothes were to start coming off, or be torn away.

Joshiah put a paw down upon his zipper and tugged it down hastily, barely having time to fumble with the button before another tug came, and his jeans were already down to his thighs. His boxers didn't last even a moment, as the sandy-furred paw tugged away the jet black fabric, revealing more jet black fur underneath, criss-crossed with orange stripes. "And if I were to object?"

"I won't listen. I kind of want to hear you scream..." Rose replied, her voice dripping with a dark, powerful lust that seemed to have come from nowhere. Her actions spoke even louder than her words, as she slid her paw back up, along the inside of her mate's thigh, right up to his sheathe. She took it in her paw, giving it a tight, firm squeeze, hoping to urge forth the rest of the obscenely canine cock that was already pushing through to her. 

"You might get me to scream...but I'm not going to scream what you want to hear," Joshiah told her, remaining as defiant as he could in voice, but his body was already clearly devoted to her whims. His cock was practically dripping before he had even gotten home, leaving the flesh sticky under the vixen's soft touch. 

Rose squeezed tightly once more upon the flesh within her pawtips, pulling up on the leash in her other paw to get her mate to make eye contact with her. "You are going to tell me everything I want to hear, boy...and then you're going to scream until I get everything else I want from you. Understand...?" she asked, her voice demanding a compliant response. Her body started to demand it as well, as a hint of her delicious, sweet scent started to permeate the air, enticing the coyofolf she held to obey her orders, down to the very last detail.

Joshiah took in a gentle breath as he caught onto the scent, and all earthly ability to resist his mate faded away. "Y...yes...my mate...whatever you desire," he said softly, his voice completely subservient. His tail even dropped down onto his rump, pushing into his legs slightly to show his submission. "I was...was..."

As the voice faded away in Joshiah's shyness, Rose used her own crafty tail to coil around a small bottle of lube, kept safe in the toy box that the pair kept hidden in the corner behind the door. "Was what?" she quickly demanded, wanting the answer to be clear. She wanted to make her point clear as well, and she did just that, as she tightened the lead of the leash around her wrist, making her paw free to tease against her mate's tailhole. Just before she did, she placed a healthy amount of lubricant upon the her index and middle pawtip, and then, she swirled the two digits against her mate's tightly closed tailhole, grinning as she felt his body jump forward to her urgings.

"I was thinking about you...making out with your friend!" he confessed, his voice turning to a gasp as he felt the cold, slick lube make contact with his body. A drop of precum came out from the tip of his length, dripping down to the floor as his whole body shuddered.

Rose gasped quietly herself, a little bit stunned, and unable to hide it, despite her suddenly powerful dominance. "You naughty little coyofolf...which friend was it, hm...?" she asked, dipping a single one of the pawtips into his tailhole, her playful grin returning as she felt the muscles inside contract onto her digit.

Joshiah leaned up as high as he could, reaching to his mate's ear and whispering the name of the girl, feeling shy, but he wished for his mate to know that the fantasy still focused around her...somehow, he had a feeling she knew. "Please don't be mad at me..."

The vixen smiled softly, a contrast to her sharp and sly grin, as she nuzzled down against the submissive canine. "Sweetheart...I'm not mad. But you still have to be punished, I'm afraid..." Rose explained, curling the pawtip within her mate's body to tease each and every surface she could.

The nervous coyofolf was able to smile upon his mate's words, but he quickly gulped back that smile, his ears wilting completely at the mention of punishment. "...Go easy on me?" he asked, his voice clearly begging, but the soft, playful giggle coming from the vixen that held him quickly told him his wish wouldn't be granted.

"Bed. **Now**. "

Joshiah didn't have to be told twice; he quickly scrambled up to the bed, almost yanking his mate with him, but she anticipated his movement. Being just one step ahead of the game, Rose tugged her shirt off hastily and threw her bra to the ground. She let out a lustful growl, starting to truly embrace the dominatrix role. Her paws cupped her breasts momentarily, and then slid down over the soft, almost plush fur of her tummy, right to the waistline of her jeans. She tugged them right down, the zipper coming undone and button being cast aside carelessly. Her panties quickly followed, the soft, silky pink fabric already soaked between her legs, making the cotton stick to her slit as she tugged. 

"I know how much you like it when I fuck that tight, warm tailhole...and I know you must be close after being horny all day at work, so...let it all out, baby...don't you dare hold back, or I'll make you regret it!" Rose ordered, nearly skipping over to the toy box as she scooped out the feeldoe. The large, holding bulb slid into her netherlips with a tasty *slurp*, eliciting a happy gasp from the lustful vixen. Rose had the ability to be a special, playful kind of dominant, and it was just the right kind for a dedicated submissive like Joshiah.

That same coyofolf was already waiting in hopeful anticipation for his tailhole to be taken, but first, he felt a pair of cold, steel cuffs close around his right wrist, and his left quickly followed. Like a good mate, he'd taken the natural doggy style position on the mattress, and lifted his tail right away, but Rose was taking extra measures to get what she wanted, as the handcuffs now held her mate in a perfect spot, unable to even try to get free. "Please...please fuck me, Rose..." he begged, waggling his tail and his rump with it to entice the already overly needy vixen, but it held still instantly, frozen by the touch of the cold, unforgiving toy. The head easily slipped inside of Joshiah's eager, wanting pucker.

"Good boy...beg for me, just like that..." the fennec whispered sensually, but the words spoke volumes more than the sound itself. The words traveled across the air to Joshiah's ears, running through them like a tranquil stream, and enticing the coyofolf into pushing his body back the little bit that he could to accept his mate's shaft. Deciding to reward him for being so good, now, Rose reached down and activated the vibrator hidden in the back of the toy, rewarding the both of them, giving the male canine a pleasant shock, and filling the vixen with a fresh wave of delightful pleasure.

"More...more please! Ahhn!" the coyofolf obliged, his previously strained voice turning into a chorus of moans for his mate. His body clenched tightly around the thick, hard feeldoe, struggling to get relaxed enough to take it comfortably, but he scarcely had time to do so. Another firm thrust put Rose's curvy, womanly hips up against Joshiah's taut rump, and the feeldoe right up against his prostate. 

Rose stayed hilted within her mate, deciding to please herself first at this point, to add even more of a tease to the punishment she had already bestowed. As Joshiah writhed around on the thick, fake cock, Rose spread her sopping wet folds apart and dipped a pawtip against her clit. She knew just how to work herself to orgasm, and with the bulb inside of her vibrating right against her g-spot, she was ready for a messy one. "That's all you're gonna get, boy. If you want more...oooh...you're gonna get fucked raw!"

Joshiah tried to buck his ass up in the air to encourage his mate, but could only muster a slight bump in his bonded state. Rose still got the message, and quickly pulled back, only to hilt her mate once again, the lube making a wet *shlick* with the powerful thrust. The sensuality of the moment was starting to get to the vixen's head, as each gasp, each vibration, and each rub over her clit was building up to a climax that she now simply needed. "Ahnn…fine, I don't care...please just fuck me...damn...Rose...fuck me, I'm cumming!"

The sudden gasp made the vixen's ears stand on end, and just then, even her strong, dominant personality took a back seat to her need. She leaned fully over her mate's body, embracing him and taking his cock in her paw, stroking it speedily and working the precum into his flesh until she felt spurts of thick, hot, fresh seed spurting out from the tip. The cum streaked across Joshiah's tummy, all the way up to his neck, before falling short and spilling onto the covers of the bed. "Me too, baby...that was *just* what I needed! Mnn...I'm gonna cum!" 

The coyofolf was literally lost in pleasure as his mate screamed in the throes of passion, his body only able to try and take in all of the sensations he felt, but one almost confused him. As every muscle in his body tensed up, forcing out more streaks of his seed, he felt a sudden warmth running down over his rump and thighs. A quiet *squelch* rung out against his ears, and as he managed to whirl his head back around, he saw a stream of juices running down from his mate's slick, worn pussy, soaking the toy and his fur all at once. She'd cum so hard, she squirted all over the toy, and as her face twisted with pleasure, she still managed to grin, clearly pleased with making a mess of her lusty mate.

The two canines finally started to slow down, their breathing and movements going to a crawl, before they completely stopped, knotted in an entirely different way than they usually were. Taking a long, deep breath and letting out a completely contented sigh, Rose leaned forward enough to release the handcuffs, and pushed Joshiah down into his own mess, knowing he was too exhausted and satisfied to care. She made herself nice and comfortable against his back.

"I think you've been thoroughly punished," Rose whispered, reaching a paw up to his shoulders and upper back, dragging her clawtips through his fur and drawing little patterns in it, one of her favorite ways to be affectionate after such a session, and fittingly, one of Joshiah's favorite ways to be touched.

The worn out lupine smiled to himself and coiled his tail around his mate's rump, content to lay just as they were for the rest of the night. "I sure hope so...but you better hope you don't ever have to get punished...I'm taking your tailhole, next time."

Rose giggled quietly to herself and kissed the back of her mate's neck. "We'll just see about that."

Joshiah snickered softly to himself, and then let out a quiet, pleasant, affectionate little murr; his ears flattening down to his head as the two satisfied canines drifted off for a nice little nap.