Thieves
Chapter 23 - Making Up


A few days later, after yet another night on the roadside in their tent, Sis woke up first, finding him again in Jack's arms. Clumsily he wriggled free of the grip, threw over his jacket and exited the tent. The air was cold and of course it had snowed again during the night. Yawning, he sought for the nearest tree to relieve himself. As though Jack had smelled the fox opening his pants, he came after him.

Unceremoniously the human halted beside the fox, scratching his crotch as he unbuttoned his pants. Somewhere in the middle of doing what one had to do early in the morning, Jack spoke up, "Foxy! Quit staring like that!"

Chuckling, the fox gave him a nudge into the side.

"Oh damnit, foxy!" Jack exclaimed, shaking off the last drops. "Now I misspelled Jack!"

Still laughing, Sis shook his head, "Put that thing back in before it freezes off and start to pack our things. I'll see what's left for breakfast."

"But I can't," Jack protested. "My fingers are numb from the cold. I guess I need your help, foxy."

"Well. Guess your fingers ain't the only thing that will get numb from the cold then," Sis mocked and went for his backpack.

Jack stuck out his tongue, "You're such a spoilsport-fox, ya know!"

After they broke camp, Jack and Sis continued their travel for two more days, before the next town, a small place that stretched over a hill, came into view. Every day, more snow had covered the ground and the wind grew colder. A lot of the little creeks and rivers they came across where already icebound. The weather was taxing, especially for Sis who had to struggle through the high snow with his small legs. Jack had mocked him and offered to carry him on his shoulders to move on faster. The fox declined of course. He could walk very well on his own. Though, his blank paws were really cold.

Close to the town, where the street forked, Jack turned right. The way led away from the place and disappeared behind a tall, rocky hill. The region was full of these hills. To the left, the land smoothed out somewhat, but to the right the stony structures rose ever higher. Most of them were tipped in white, only the middle sections of the hills, steep cliffs and slopes, remained gray and displayed the rock they were made of.

"Ain't we going into the place?" Sis asked as he halted for a moment at the junction.

Jack shook his head, "Nah. There's a better place here. I often stayed there when I was around this region. You'll like it."

The fox shrugged and followed. If he didn't have to sneak into the place for once, he wasn't complaining. 

The street soon turned into a much less frequented road and was barely visible under the snow. It led a good distance into the hilly landscape, until the town was out of sight. Between the tall standing stone walls, scattered trees grew. The stone cliffs that led the rain water straight down to them, and the fact that they were somewhat protected from the wind, made such vegetation possible. Otherwise the infertile ground wouldn't allow plants to grow here. Even under the layer of snow, where the street ought to be, Sis felt only gravel and rocks under his pads.

Slowly a strange smell found its way into his nose. The sulfuric stench, faint at first, soon grew stronger. It was a damp smell, watery and warm. As the two came closer to the source of the odor, Sis noticed that the smell was indeed 'warm'. Every time a breeze hit his face and he smelled it, there was a strange warmth to the wind. Even the snow was less here. The layer of snow that covered the way was thinner here and Sis could feel the gravel under his paws become moister as he moved on. The less and less snow there was, the more and more plants grew. Thorn bushes, shrubbery, small trees and even a patch of grass here and there.

"What the hell is this place?" Sis asked Jack as he was sure he could also smell it by now.

Jack chuckled, "You'll see. We're almost there."

A short walk later, Sis found, hidden behind yet another hill, a house. It was low, but wide, and placed at the foot of a particular tall hill. What was the most astonishing was that the building was steaming. Several chimneys emitted white vapor into the air, and each window that wasn't closed did the same. The whole place was surrounded by a pleasantly warm cloud of steam. Near the house the snow was absent, and in the area around it several small puddles of water likewise sent out faint clouds of steam. The sulfuric smell has gotten stronger here, but the air carried something else too. Something that smelled of. . . flowers?

"Okay, Jack. What is this place?"

"A bath house!" Jack said, turning to the fox. "This place's build upon hot springs!"

The fox raised an eyebrow, "And what do we want here?"

"Uhh. . . bathing, maybe?"

Sis laughed, "As if they would let me in there! Or are you going to sneak me in the back again?"

"Pfff, no," Jack stated. "As I said before, I've stayed here a couple o' times before. They know me. You remember I said, I'd make the train ride up to you? This is going to be fun, don't worry. I'll get you in there somehow," he promised and headed for the house.

Sis wasn't sure about this, but he trusted Jack. And if there was someone who knew a trick to get him in there, it was him. So he followed suit and walked up to the human.

"Just one thing," Jack added. "They know me here under a false name: James Hallford. So to you, I'm Mr. Hallford here. Okay?"

Sis snorted, laughing, "Sure."

"Since you don't intend to visit this area again, once you've reached the northern territories, I guess it's save to stick with Sis as your name," Jack explained. "Unless you want to have a cool code name too?"

"I'm fine," the fox affirmed him. Though, Jack had just said something, he'd never thought about. "Hey, Jack. Do you actually have a real surname?" he asked.

"I do," he answered. "The one of my adoptive father."

"Why haven't you ever told me?"

Jack chuckled, "Ah, ya know, when we first met, it was already risky to tell you my real name. I'm a wanted man, giving away my family name could get them in trouble. You can't imagine how well-connected some of the guard's garrisons are."

"So Jack actually is your real name. I wondered," Sis joked.

Jack laughed out, "Haha, It is!"

The fox looked up to Jack, "Would you tell me your family's name, now?"

Jack met the fox's eyes. "Mishgan," he stated.

"Jack Mishgan," he repeated his friend's name aloud. "Sounds good."

"What about you, foxy? You got any fancy surnames?" Jack asked.

Sis shook his head, "Foxes don't get surnames. That's a human thing. When we need to identify ourselves, we use our place of birth."

"In the north, about every short one I've met carried a surname. Even foxes," Jack explained. "So, where were you born?"

It was only fair to share the information, after Jack had revealed his family's name. "Sis of Karstrom's Woods," he said.

"Karstrom's Woods? I've never heard of a place called Karstrom's Woods."

Sis rolled his eyes, "That's because humans don't give a shit about what happens around them. It's a fairly large forest, two days south of Creastown. Once the humans established a new settlement at the border of the forest and started to lumber it, they renamed it 'Erlson's Hain' I guess was it."

"Yeah. That name sounds familiar," Jack said, recalling the general location of the forest on a mental map. "But I've never been there myself."

"It's probably their new hunting ground now. If it still exists, that is."

"Sorry to hear that," Jack spoke softly. He could imagine that the new settlement was the reason why the humans started to hunt slaves in this isolated region, and, in the end, also caught Sis. Thankfully they were almost in front of the bath house's door now, and Jack could change the subject, "So, here we are. Ready to hop into a tub of hot water and relax some?!"

"Yes, Mr. Hallford," Sis replied as instructed and joined his friend on the building's porch.

"Good, then let's get inside," he said and opened the door.

The interior of the building, holding the heat of the hot springs inside, was unbelievably warm, more so than a fireplace could be. The small entry hall, they stood in now, was kept clear of the water vapor thanks to some vent openings in the ceiling, though, still the smell of sulfur and other, more fruity, aromas were present. Sis still couldn't point his finger on it, but it had to be something made of flowers, or fruits.

The room was rather sparse furnished. A small counter, four chairs around a round table, and then there were long, blue banners hanging from the walls, displaying what had to be the establishment's emblem. An ellipse of dark blue and above that, three vertical waves of a lighter blue tone, combined building a symbol that resembled the hot spring. Everything in the room was made of wood. The furnishings, the floor, walls, ceiling. All decorated in different colors, though still representing the blue color scheme of the banners. The paint didn't seem to be regular paint that was just applied to the wood and covered it like a thin skin, it was more like the wood had adopted the color. As though the tree had grown with blue wood instead of brown one.

No one stood behind the wooden counter as Jack approached it. Casually he knocked on the smooth, wooden plate to attract attention. A moment later a young girl emerged from the back and welcomed Jack in the 'Rocky Hot Spring'. Proficient, Jack slipped into his role. "James Hallford," he introduced himself, shaking hands. "I'd like to have a fine room for myself and my fox here."

"Of course, sir," the girl smiled at him. "We have several rooms available. But I have to inform you, that we do not serve your servant's kind here."

Jack laughed lightly, "But I'm James Hallford, young Miss. I'm sure this won't be a problem."

The girl looked at him for a moment, then continued to talk, "I'm really sorry, sir, but our house's rules do not allow the presence of lower races in the guest's areas. I assure you, we have capable staff to tend to all your needs, sir."

Irritated, Jack leaned over the counter and began looking for something in the back, craning his head left and right. "Isn't Jessica here?" he asked, sounding somewhere between annoyed and angry. "Where's Jessica? I want to talk to Jessica. I DEMAND to talk to Jessica!"

The young girl was caught by surprise. "One moment please, sir," she said and retreated into the back, "I will see if she is available."

A few seconds later, a different human woman approached them. She was slightly older than the girl from before, though she looked just as beautiful. Dark blonde hair hung over her shoulders and she wore a nice dress that resembled the blue colors of the house. Upon her approach, she seemed to recognize Jack immediately.

"James? James!" she exclaimed and leaned over the counter to hug him.

Warmly Jack embraced her and patted her back. "Long time no seen, eh Jessica?"

"It's been ages," Jessica said and looked down to Sis, smiling. "I'm sorry for Marry," she continued. "She's new here. Of course you're both welcome here," Jessica said and smiled at them both.

"Thanks, Jessie," Jack spoke. "We're really tired from the long walk."

Casually, Jessica flipped a few pages in a book that lay on the counter. "I'm sorry, but your regular room is occupied at the moment. I have a different one for you, though. Just across the floor. It's almost the same."

"That would do," Jack agreed.

"Fine!" she closed the book and smiled at the both of them again. "Just let me get the key." After she had returned from the back with a big metal key in her hand, Jack leaned over the counter and whispered something into her ear. He spoke too quiet as that Sis could have heard it and a moment later the human leaned back. The woman smiled happily down at Sis. "Oh, that won't be a problem," she said to Jack. "I'll just take care of it. Here," she handed the key over to Jack. "You just go to your room and make yourselves at home."

"Thanks, Jessie," Jack said and accepted the key. "You're the best!"

"That I am," she agreed and moved to the back again.

The room they entered was likewise scarce furnished than the front room. Some wooden banks and chairs stood to the walls, and in the middle of the room a low, sturdy table was placed, though it wasn't lined with chairs, but with big cushions. Four on each side. The room was open and also resembled the blue colors of the bathhouse. To the far back of the room, a giant curtain obscured something and two other doors in the room lead to further chambers. Across the entrance, Sis still stood in, a long row of class panels let in daylight. The windows were slightly opened, yet the temperature in the room was comfortable.

Jack closed the door behind them and tossed his backpack to the floor. "Cosy, isn't it?" he asked and wandered to the left were a bank stood with something on it.

Sis also unloaded his pack. "It's nice, yes," he said. The fox still couldn't believe they had let him in.

Sis watched as Jack took off his jacket and began rummaging through the pile of fabric that lay on the bank. "Ah! Here we go," he said and held up two pieces of the light blue fabric. He passed them to Sis. "This is the smallest size they have. Hope it fits," the human said and continued to disrobe.

The Fox observed the scene for a moment, before he opened his jacket. He didn't felt quite comfortable with changing clothes here, but if Jack thought it was okay, it probably was. "Why are we changing?" he still asked, wondering as he held the blue fabric in his paws.

"These are way more comfortable around here," Jack answered. "And besides, the old stuff is dirty and far too warm to be worn inside of here." He was just pulling over the top of the new outfit. It was a long pair of shorts that ended a bit under his knees and a long and wide top. The new clothes, also kept in a blue tone like the rest, had the emblem of a steaming hot spring on its chest.

Finally Sis took off the last of his thick winter clothes to slip into the new gear. The fabric was thick enough to provide adequate protection against the cold winter, but still light enough to feel fresh and cool in the hot, moist bathhouse air. Sis could feel Jack watching him change the entire time. Despite the fact that he had had the same chance with the human, Sis made an effort to hide himself behind his tail.

Sis heard the footsteps behind the closed door even before it knocked. Quickly Jack opened and let Jessica in.

The woman carried a big, silver tray in front of her, a large hood covering what lay on it. "Here you go guys," she said and smiled at the fox as she put the tray down on the table. "It's fresh from the oven!"

The fox could smell what was hidden under the silver dish, long before it was removed by Jessica and revealed two, golden-brown, steaming chickens. The smell that filled the room made the fox's mouth water.

Jessica went for the fox's and Jack's discarded clothes and picked them up. "I'll just take these and bring them to Marry to wash them," she said.

"Thanks, Jessie. You're the best!" Jack acknowledged her.

"You're repeating yourself, James," she smiled at him as she made to leave. "Enjoy your stay."

"Hope this is to your liking, foxy," Jack said and sat down at the table. He gestured for Sis to take place.

Hungrily the fox followed Jack's invitation and placed himself on the cushion opposite to the human. The act was not as simple as it sounded. The new clothes were far too big for him. The sleeves that should have stopped just under his shoulders, reached almost down to his wrists and the pants' legs dragged over the floor. "It definitely is to my liking!" Sis said and smiled as he pulled his sleeves up.

"Well then. Enjoy your meal," Jack announced while he began to tear the first chicken apart. "Or, as the upper-class says: Dig in!"

After several days during which they had to live out of their pockets, neither of them cared much for the cutlery that was placed on the tablet. Fingers could be washed. The Chicken tasted even better than it smelled, Sis found as he dug his teeth into the soft meat. The skin was nice and crispy and the chicken was perfectly seasoned. It was honestly the best thing he'd eaten in months.

Satisfied Jack watched as the little fox ate. He couldn't hide a smile when he noticed the wagging tail behind his friend. It didn't take them long to down the very rest of the meal and Jack had to chuckle again when he saw that the fox even gnawed the bones.

Satisfied and full Sis and his human friend leaned back on the big, soft pillows. "Boy, that was good," said Sis and licked the remnants from his paws. Jack's only response was a blunt burp. "I can't even believe they let me in here! How come you know that woman so well, Jack?" Sis continued.

Groaning under the weight of his full stomach Jack leaned himself on the table. "In the regards of short ones, Jessica shares an opinion similar to mine," Jack explained and had his usual smile shown. "Didn't you notice that she was checking you out?! I mean she was constantly looking your way."

Surprised the fox stammered, "Y-you're just mocking me again!"

"I am not!" Jack protested, but the fox found his smile treacherous. "I bet, if she had the chance, she'd totally spend a night with you."

Sis put his paws on the table in shock, "For real?!!"

"Yes!" Jack confirmed and nodded vigorously. "But that ain't going to happen anyway," he added, "because you're all mine now, foxy."

Snorting Sis sat back down, "I guess you'd like that, huh?"

"I'm enjoying it indeed."

"You're just afraid she'd be better than you. Admit it, human!" Sis laughed.

Smiling deviously Jack leaned over the table and playfully pushed the dishes aside. "If you want to find out, I'm willing to compete," he said slowly and daring. The human chuckled triumphantly as Sis rejected the suggestion in shock. "Anyway," Jack said and stood, "time to relax." He left the table and walked past the still seated fox.

"Aren't we relaxing now? I mean, aside from the fact that you won't stop to annoy me?" he asked and followed Jack with his eyes as the human approached one of the doors in the back of the room.

"Foxy...." Jack spoke slowly shaking his head. "We're in a bath house," he turned. "Where do you think I'd want to relax, when I'm in a bath house, eh?"

As he opened the door, a thick cloud of white entered the room. The vapour slowly wafted from the interior. "You comin' foxy?" Jack asked, sticking his head back through the still open door.

Wondering silently why he still kept up with the human, Sis stood and followed him anyway. The room was not as fogged as the fox had anticipated from the mass of vapour that poured through the open door. The air was hot and wet nonetheless. Taking a sniff, Sis recognized the flowery scent that lingered everywhere in the building, but here it was strongest. In this room he was able to identify it. It was a fragrant oil, fresh and sour, but mild and pleasant. Lime, maybe, or orange. It was hard to tell since there were other smells accompanying the oil. Flowers and scented candles.

Jack, of course, hadn't wasted any time in getting rid of his clothes. Sis could tell, because he literally stumbled over them as he entered the room. "Hurry up, foxy!" he heard Jacks voice behind a cloud of white. "The water is truly perfect, but it's only half the fun without you."

Aside from the humans voice Sis heard the trickling of water, and when he approached his friend he found him sitting in a large bowl full of water that was embedded in the ground. The water, which got fed into the tub by a wooden ditch that began somewhere outside of the room, was hot and steaming and Sis felt the warmth creep under his fur. The bathtub was gigantic, easily two men's heights in diameter, and made of a mosaic of small tiles.

"Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to join me?" Jack asked from the water. "I know my naked body is a sight to astonish, but you don't need to pretend you've never seen me like this."

Angrily the fox pulled his shirt over his head, "Shut the fuck up, Jack, you're not that attractive!"

He smiled as the fox undressed, "So you DO think I am attractive."

"I DO think that you get a weird thrill out of turning my words around in my mouth," Sis countered.

Again Jack chuckled, "We could always start to turn around something else in your mouth, if you prefer."

The fox was silent, before something else would be used against him, as he finally stripped off his pants and made to enter the water. The round tub had a step underwater to sit upon, on which Sis let himself down. The water was nice and hot as it soaked his fur and washed the dust and dirt out of it. His brown legs were now as black again as they should be. Slowly he lowered himself into the warm liquid and let his tail and arms get soaked.

"Awesome, isn't it?" Jack asked while washing his face.

Sis dug his head underwater and rubbed his face, snout and eyes clean. The water felt amazing around his ears which had to suffer in the cold wind for too long. Having run out of air he surfaced again, "It is!"

Jack had found a little bowl of soap, sponges and towels, so the two continued to wash themselves for a good bit. Weeks on the road have left both with a lot of dust and dirt to wash off. After being done, Sis felt better than he had for a long time.

After the washing was done - and Jack had offered more than once to help the fox reach some spots - they relaxes. They had spent a good hour in the water yet, maybe two, and the water was just as hot and pleasant as in the beginning. This was, Sis noticed, due to the constant supply with new, hot water from the ditch. The surplus water could drain from an outlet at the opposite side of the tub, taking the soap bubbles with it. Human and fox enjoyed the nice feeling of silence and peace until almost all the bubbles were gone.

Sis had leaned back and his eyes closed, drowsing, as he heard Jack move, and a moment later his voice, "Pssst. Hey, foxy." Slowly he opened one eye to see what the human wanted. "How about you come over here 'nd keep me some company?"

Sis lifted his head and opened the second eye. He felt totally relaxed and heavy, and not just because his fur was soaked to the core. He felt really good at this point; calm, happy, fed... save. He didn't even want to move one finger.

The fox saw Jack sitting opposite from him, the arms resting on the rim of the tub and his legs spread, fully displaying what lay between. Sis sighed deeply as he straightened himself. At this moment he noticed that he was aroused and he almost reached down in his current state of serenity. The faint attempt to hide it with his tail was fruitless since the fox's fur weighed a ton in the water.

Jack raised his hands from the border of the bathtub. "C'mere, foxy," he spoke and gestured for Sis to swing over to him.

Finally Sis pushed himself from the rim and took a long swing through the water. He landed with one knee on either side of Jack's hips and was embraced by the human. His heavy tail sunk down between the human's legs and Sis felt Jack's body heat through the water and through his fur. Or maybe he was just imagining this.

Kindly Jack rubbed over the fox's back as Sis straightened up and stood on his knees higher than the human sat. He reached his arms around Jack's neck and pulled himself closer, pressing his friend's face into his hot, wet, chest fur.

The human pushed Sis' back gently closer and nuzzled the white fur on his front. It smelled of soap and fox. He noticed the cooling drops of water that run down his face and the small pair of paws that ruffled through his hair. He felt the blunt claws comb over his skin and made sure to return the favor on the fox's back, driving his fingers up the furred spine between his shoulders.

When Jack worked his back, Sis could feel the thrill that shoot through his body, down to the very tip of his member. Sighing out loud he pressed his erection against Jack's chest and felt him breath.

Feeling the little fox's boner poking his ribs, Jack searched through the white front fur until he found Sis' nipple and laid his lips around it. Gently he sucked the hidden pleasure point and was rewarded with a soft moan and a twitch of the member on his chest. Encouraged he continued his efforts and felt with his tongue how the fox's nipple got hard.

Having Jack's mouth around his nipple made Sis gasp for air and he pushed his penis hard against the human's soft, warm skin. The fox let his black paws travel down Jack's back and he almost leaned on his head. Slowly and teasingly he pulled them up again and dragged his claws over the skin. He felt Jack sigh around his chest.

Eventually Sis let himself sink down onto Jack's lap. He could feel his hard cock between his furred legs and tried to brush it with his tail. As he pressed his face against the bigger human's chest he felt Jack kiss him between the ears. Then inside the ears.

Sis pushed himself carefully down where he sat down onto Jacks knees. He reached between their two bodies and soon found his friend's member. Jack moaned into his ear as he gripped it with both paws and gave it a gentle tug.

"Hmmm, foxy, you're pretty straightforward today," Jack remarked.

Sis moved his paws down, pulling the human's foreskin with them. "Don't tell me, you don't like it."

"Uhrrr..." Jack moaned as his glans was exposed to the hot spring water. "I'm enjoying it a lot, foxy." He shivered as Sis began to work his member. "By the way," he added, "how about we continue this somewhere else before we're cooked? I've seen a very inviting dresser over there."

The fox slowed his pace. This was probably a good idea. The hot water made him sleepy and actually he really felt as though he had enough of the warm liquid for now. "Okay," he said and stood. His hard-on was literally poking into Jack's face as he did - not that he'd mind. "Let's move to the dresser."

Both of them exited the hot water and quickly dried themselves off with the towels. Neither of them bothered to slip into their clothes again as they left the bath room. The air out here was colder than inside of the room with the tub, but not cold enough to freeze.

Standing in front of the dresser, which reached just over Sis' head, the fox asked, "So, how are we gonna do this?"

Jack came down to the fox. "Oh, I've got a good idea of how," he said and grabbed Sis under his arms and lifted him on top of the dresser. The fox, first in a sitting position, soon was laid flat on his back by Jack, who took the place at the end of the furniture where Sis' head was situated. Sis had a good idea of what the human had planned for him. Carefully Jack grabbed Sis by the shoulders and pulled him slowly to the edge until his head hung free.

The human crouched down beside the dresser and took Sis' paw. "You okay with this?" he asked and received a nod. Gently he pressed the fox's black paw in his hand and said, "Just grab my arm, if you can't take it anymore, okay?" Again the fox nodded. But as Jack made to stand up again, he was pulled back down.

The fox placed a paw on Jack's head and pulled him close to his mouth, then he whispered, "I want you to finish inside of me."

Having no objections, Jack agreed and stood. His cock was already hard again - the fox's request was probably part of the reason.

Slowly Sis leaned his head back, being aided by Jack as he did. As the world was upside down he saw the human's erection right in front of his nose. Teasingly he stuck out his tongue. Jack was quick to catch the hint and offered his member to the fox. Sis waited until Jack pressed his glans against his tongue then he began to moisten the tip. He licked at it and rolled his tongue around it, all the while Jack guided.

Massaging the fox's saliva all over his member, Jack stepped a bit closer and pressed his sack down on Sis' lips. The fox drew out his tongue and felt the fine hairs on the soft, wrinkled skin. Then he cupped the human's balls - both at once - with his lips and sucked on them. It was kinda hard for Sis to breathe like this, but he managed. And the sounds Jack made were a good compensation.

Having his cock properly lubed, Jack placed his tip in front of his friend's lips again. "Ready?"

The fox answered by taking the pulsing member into his mouth. Eagerly Jack pushed two inches further. He placed a hand on the side of the dresser, so that Sis could grab him at any time, then he continued to probe the fox's throat.

He pushed further and Sis bravely allowed him to enter him. The fox gaged occasionally, but he wasn't about to suffocate, he'd had quite some training now after all. Though when Jack started to thrust, he had to make an effort.

Every time Jack pushed in and the small fox gagged around his dick and his throat convulsed around it, he almost lost it. Especially with those wet, slurping sounds. But he always pulled back when he noticed that Sis had reached his limit. So far the fox hadn't grabbed his wrist once.

Gradually getting into the rhythm, Jack pushed in ever deeper. He placed his free hand on the fox's throat and then pushed all the way in. Under his palm he could feel Sis' throat stretch as he penetrated it.

Sis felt the human's hand on his throat and, only a second later, his dick deep inside it. He gagged badly for a moment, but he didn't reach for Jack's arm - he could still hold it. But it was the strangest feeling to have his throat stretched with the human's hand on top of it to make him feel everything. Finally Jack pulled out again and Sis could drag in a deep breath.

Jack felt the heart beat fast in the small chest he was holding. "Everything good, foxy?" he asked.

Sis laughed, "You mean, you have started already?!"

At that he fed the fox his cock again and said, "This was only warm-up."

Having pushed in and then completely out again at first, Jack was now starting to fuck the fox, keeping his dick in for two or three thrusts. He let his hand on the fox's throat to feel every bulge he made and occasionally he squeezed a little to let him feel who was in control.

Sis was good, but even a fox had its limits. Without Sis restraining him by a grab at the arm, Jack was growing more and more daring. At one point he didn't pull out as before but kept going. Sis lost count after the eighth or ninth thrust and reached for the human's wrist.

Despite the fact that he was pretty much into it, Jack noticed the signal and pulled out, leaving the fox coughing for a while. "You alright?" he asked panting.

Sis nodded after a moment. "That was just a bit much," he said.

"Ready for more?" Jack asked. "I'm already close, y'know."

"You bet!"

And soon Sis felt Jack's balls slap against his nose again. Truth be told, his throat was getting sore already, but he wasn't entirely done yet. He pushed himself on while Jack used his head for his own pleasure, even as the constant gagging brought tears to his eyes.

Barely a second away from climax, Jack started to speed up. "It's coming, foxy!" he moaned and continued.

Already on the edge, Sis took as big a breath as he could through his nose. Jack hadn't pulled out yet and the fox feared he wouldn't, if he didn't force him to. But he wanted to keep going for the last second of this, he wanted to do it for Jack, and he was determined to make it.

Fully in ecstasy, Jack reached his hand around Sis' muzzle and squeezed it shut, burying his cock deep inside of him. It took him only two more thrusts to finish, and then he came deep inside of the little fox's throat, just as he wanted him to.

As Jack's dick stopped its movement buried inside Sis' throat, the small fox could feel how the first gush erupted in him. He couldn't even swallow properly with that thing inside his muzzle. He just squeezed his eyes shut and waited for it to end as he felt the second and third load run down his esophagus.

Slowly - FINALLY - Jack pulled out. Yet again the fox was left coughing. He swallowed hard.

Exhausted and spent Jack sagged down on the floor. He reached for Sis' shoulder, "Haff-haff, you as- as happy as I am?"

"Ahhh," was all he could answer.

Sis was totally spent as well. With his last might he kept breathing - now that he could again.

Slowly finding his mind again, Jack reached over Sis and gently rubbed his belly. He came nearer and gave the panting fox a warm kiss on his snout. Eventually he found the fox's crotch. "So... how do you... want it, foxy?" he asked between ragged breaths. 

As Jack's hand touched his sheath, Sis noticed that he wasn't even half hard anymore. His member was completely retreated into its furry home. "I... can't... no more, J-Jack, "he murmured and sighed.

"Uh... thanks for the compliment," Jack answered.

Finally Sis had enough of his breath back to roll onto his side. "How- how about we stay a day longer, huh? Today's your day 'nd tomorrow'll be my turn. How does that sound?"

At this point Jack hadn't much more to say than, "Sounds good."

"Good," Sis said and rolled up on the dresser. "You can bring me to bed now, then."

Sighing and moaning Jack struggled to his feet and took the fox into his arms. Sis pressed himself against the warm body and felt as he was carried to the bed.

At the other end of the room, Jack pushed the big curtain aside and entered the small part of the large room that held the bed. Carefully he laid Sis down and pulled the sheets over him. He laid himself down next to him and found the fox rolling over to nestle himself against Jacks chest. Protectively he slung his arms around the small body and let the fox cuddle up to him.

Slowly and evenly he moved his hand over the fox's back, scratching him kindly as Jack only heard a regular breathing from Sis. He doubted the spent fox noticed much of it, but he kept going nonetheless until he too fell into sleep.