EXPLICIT - Double Feature

	There are always distractions - distractions from what needs to be done, what doesn’t need to be around, and what invariably pops up throughout life’s rigors and woes tend to be at the forefront of these attention grabbing events. Of course, the way that people try and relieve their boredom is the subject of our tale today. That being said, the day is done, and the stars of our story are currently wiping down a rather sleek-looking bar top. The first, a deer with a set of antlers that could knock you over with barely another word, is at the end of the bar with a wet rag in hand and a set of silverware tucked under his arm.
	The second, a fox girl with purple fur, a set of curling horns, and entirely too many tails to count fluffed up behind her simply lets out a small sigh before quietly taking a seat in a nearby booth. The two of them had been at this since noon, and the only way that they could catch a break outside of what they normally do was to finish the night strong and figure out what in the world was to be done when they both got home.
	“Phew… Hey, Piney, you almost done, ‘r am I gonna have ta’ leave you here fer’ the night?” The fox girl speaks for a moment before pressing herself against the cool linoleum table in front of her. At her words, the deer looks up from his spot behind the counter, a brow cocked upward in confusion.
	“Almost done, just gotta make sure that everything’s in the right place for tomorrow morning is all.” And with that, the deer quietly clinks a set of metal forks and spoons into their respective holders, at which point the fox lets out a grumble and plants her forehead onto her crossed arms.
	“Ugh, please hurry up, would ya’? I’ve gotta git home and figure out what I wanna eat fer supper.”
	“What, did Aria Night take it out of you that much?” The deer glances towards the fox for a moment, that brow now shifting its way down into a more worried look. The bar the two of them were in had a rather interesting event - once a week, whoever was manning the bar would be stationed up on the stage in the corner. Once they were there, they would sing their heart out for at least an hour, maybe more depending on tips and such - of course, it was the fox girl’s turn this week, if her hoarse voice was anything to go by.
	“Well, what d’you expect? I may be from th’ south, but I ain’t no Church girl, you know.” And with that, the fox girl quietly looks up from her spot at that booth, a glare quietly affixing itself onto the deer’s form. Almost immediately, the deer puts a bit of a nervous smile onto his face before quietly setting another set of silverware into its rightful container.
	“I mean… if you want, I can try and make it up to you.”
	“Piney, yer’ takin’ next week and week after next.” At the sound of the fox girl’s words, the deer lets out a small sigh.
	“Yeah, I thought so… I’ll get the schedules set up for that, okay? But you owe me for this!” The deer jabs a finger towards the fox for a moment, causing her to raise a brow of her own - owe him? What did she owe him?
	“Uh… owe ya’ what?”
	“Well, uh… I mean…” The deer quietly averts his gaze for a moment or two, the rag in his off-hand quietly dangling by a corner in his grip. “Well… let’s be honest, I’ve been dying to watch a movie or two with Syps and everything, but I think that he and Blue are gonna be a little, uh… busy tonight, if you, uh… catch my drift.” At the sound of that, the fox girl just lets out a bit of a groan - her boyfriend and his friend were slamming away at each other again, and she was left out because of it.
	“Ugh… remind me t’ tan that boy’s hide fer thinkin’ he can take somethin’ bigger ‘n me without me knowin’, would ya’?”
	“Trust me, I think that I can figure something out. In the meantime, I think that it could be good if we could try and, uh… y’know… watch a movie or two, you know? Like… I’ve got that new Gordon Rufus movie rented, if you’re fine with that.” At the sound of that, the fox girl’s brow tilts itself around, confusion now slipping its way onto her face.
	“Which one, the one that’s got Angelina Torestra or the spy movie that people ’re talkin’ ‘bout?”
	“Uh… both?” With that, the fox girl lets out a small smile and stands up from her seat before grabbing a rag from the bucket next to her, squeezing it out, and giving that table a quick wipe-down. Once she’s done, she smiles, tosses that rag over her shoulder for the time being, and plants a small smile onto her face.
	“Sounds like a plan t’ me, Piney! Hell, I think I c’n set us up with somethin’ t’ drink, too, iffin’ you don’t mind. I’ve been dyin’ t’ have somethin’ good fer ages!” And with that, the fox starts to saunter her way towards the deer for the time being, the bucket she had used earlier in her grasp. A moment later, the bucket’s contents quietly find their way into the nearby sink before being washed out and set off to the side to dry.
	The deer simply plants a smile onto his face before stuffing the rest of the silverware he had been replacing into their rightful spots.
	“Awesome! Um, uh… I’ll get settled here, and I’ll meet you at my place, okay? You want me to get anything special for this, or…?”
	“Uh… two liter, I guess. No root beer, though, stuff messes up my gut more than anythin’...” And with that, the fox quietly lets out a small sigh before turning herself towards the back rooms - locker rooms and everything someone needed to work there. Perfect.
	“Got it! See you around… Seven?”
	“Seven thirty, gotta git things on th’ way home, y’know.” The fox quietly gives the deer a small wink before dipping her way into the locker rooms for the fourth time that day. The deer, though, simply smiles and lets out a small sigh before finishing up his own work and dipping back into the locker rooms himself - time to get everything settled for some fun at home!

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	By the time the deer makes his way into his home, he lets out a small sigh and makes his way into the small kitchenette to his right - everything was just as he had left it, thankfully. That was certainly peace of mind, wasn’t it - he had spent the entire weekend making sure that he knew where everything was and tidying up the place, after all. With barely another word, he makes his way into the room, hefts a small plastic bag onto the nearby counter top, and starts to rifle his way through with barely a missed beat.
	“Alright, let’s see… Frozen pizza… Frozen pizza… There you are!” And with that, the deer quietly pulls out a circular piece of dough wrapped in plastic. He quickly flips it over for a moment to read the instructions, sets it down onto the counter, and nods to himself before turning towards the small oven behind him. Once there, he quickly presses a few buttons and presses a smile to his cheeks before quietly heading out into the main room of his abode.
	“Alright… Webflix, Webflix… Oh, where’s that remote, anyway…?” With that, the deer starts to lift up cushion after cushion, blanket after pillow, and everything in-between - unlike the kitchen, the living room wasn’t “up to code” in terms of cleanliness. Nothing that would cause the entire room to be closed down and the building condemned, of course, but still, there was some form of mess and disgust that both he and his roommate had neglected to take care of in the recent days.
	He quickly picks up a haphazardly-thrown cushion, tosses it off to the side, and smiles at the sight of a slim, dark-colored remote control that was stuck underneath its cloth prison.
	“There you are! Now… Let’s see…” He quickly picks up that remote, points it towards the television that was hooked to the far wall, and presses a button on its face. A moment later, that massive device blinks itself to life before the voice of a rather tired-sounding newscaster echoes its way out from behind the T.V.
	“In other news, we’ve got great forecasts for this coming weekend, Eddie?”
	“That’s right, Tom, we’ve got-”
	The person on the screen is quickly silenced by the deer pressing a button on his remote, causing a somewhat stylized picture of a film reel to scroll its way onto the screen. A moment or two later, the deer lets out a small sigh - there we are, everything set up for now… Now, all he had to do was make sure that Orren was on her way and he’d be set for the time being. With barely another word, the deer quietly reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone before pressing the small button on its side.
	Immediately, a small “Ker-chk” sound echoes out from the miniature-sized speaker on that device’s bottom before the deer starts to swipe his way through the numerous apps on his screen. He lets out a small sigh before quietly navigating his way to his text messaging app, and presses the third name down on the list - “Orren”. Once he taps that name, he starts to type.
	Orren, are you on your way? With that, he presses the “Send” button in the corner of his screen. Immediately, that message floats its way up from the text box, and posts itself into the conversation. With that, though, the deer smiles for a moment or two before navigating his way to another one of his contacts, this one named “Roz”. As soon as he opens it though, the first thing that pops up on his screen is a rather sleek-looking dick, a sight that causes the deer’s cheeks to color with a bright red blush…
	“Roz, you dork…” The entire time, a smile is pressed onto his face and his thumbs are gliding across the small keyboard in his palm - he and his friend had met up a few weeks ago and had been going back and forth with pictures of their genitals like they were trying to prove something to each other. Granted, of course, the two of them had been friends with benefits ever since they met up again, so there really wasn’t much of a problem to come between the two of them.
	With a chuckle slipping its way under his breath, the deer quietly reaches towards the hem of his pants, pulls them away from his waist, and points his phone towards the now-growing length that was trapped beneath that piece of fabric. A moment later, he quietly presses a button on his phone, causing a shark “CHK!” sound to fill the air. A moment later, he sends that picture with a flick of his thumb-

	BAM BAM BAM!

	Almost immediately, the deer jumps in his spot from the sound of someone banging on his front door. His thoughts immediately start to flit about his skull like they were trying to compete for the most competent strategy they could manage - he still had to clean everything up, get the pizza in the oven, and figure out what he was supposed to watch!
	“U-Uh, j-just a minute!” And with that, he drops his phone onto the small sofa and swipes his hands around the room as quickly as he could muster - cans, cups, paper plates and everything that he could grab in-between starts to pile its way into his arms before he scrambles his way towards the kitchen. Once he’s there, he dumps that pile of refuse into the plastic bin in the corner before making his way back to the mess at hand.

	Ding Dong~! BAM BAM BAM!

	“I-I said just a minute, please!” He shouts towards the front door with his limbs practically a blur - he just had to clean everything up and then he could get everything settled for once! As soon as he takes a look at the mess in the living room (that is, the lack of one,) he quickly makes his way back towards the front door for the time being. Once he’s there, though, he lets out a small sigh before reaching for the handle.

	BAM BAM-

	“Ah, uh… hi! Um…” As if on cue, the fox girl from before stands in the doorway, her fist balled up and missing where the door was but a moment before.
	“There you are, Piney! I kinda figured you were in th’ shower or somethin’ with how long it took ya’.” The fox girl smirks at that point, shifts her weight onto one of her legs, and places one of her palms onto her hip.
	“Well, uh… You know me! Busy up until the last minute and, uh… and everything, you know?” With that, the deer not-so-nonchalantly leans against the doorframe for a moment, a slightly nervous smile on his face. The fox girl, on the other hand, simply raises a brow at the deer’s words before starting to make her way inside.
	“Uh-huh. Lemme guess, y’ fergot t’ clean the place again, yeah?”
	“N-No, no, uh… just… was getting out of the shower!” At the sound of that, the fox girl stops in her tracks, turns her head towards the deer, and furrows her brows.
	“...Right, right. Well, what’re we gon’ watch t’night, Piney?” With that, the fox girl slips her way into the living room with barely another word.
	“Well, I was thinking that we could start with the Spy movie first, then we could watch the one with Angelina Torestra and we could go from there, I think.” With that, the deer closes the front door and makes his way back through the halls once more, stopping right beside the fox girl with a smile on his face. “Which one sounds good to you, do you think?”
	“Y’see, that there’s th’ problem. Which one you wanna do first? I c’n go fer either of ‘em, if anythin’.”
	“Oh, uh… let’s see…”

	BWEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

	With that, the deer’s ears perk up - that was the sound of the oven finishing its pre-heat cycle for the time being. He quickly looks back towards the door leading to that small kitchenette before turning back towards the deer girl with a small smile.
	“Uh… How about this, you pick one, I don’t really c-care which. I need to put this frozen pizza in the oven really quick, yeah?” And with that, the deer starts to make his way back towards the kitchen once again, leaving the fox girl to stand in the middle of the living room with nothing more than a confused look on her face. “Uh, have a seat anywhere, by the way!” The deer quickly makes his way into the kitchen after that.
	“Feh… Always been bad at doin’ this kinda thang…” With barely another word, the fox girl quietly makes her way back over towards the couch before swiping up the remote from its spot on the table in front of her. She plants her rump down a moment later before her back straightens itself - that felt somewhat unnatural. Was she sitting on something, or…? With that, she quickly looks down towards her side only to see half of a piece of plastic sticking its way out from her side.
	“Huh… Well, what d’ya know…?” And with that, the fox girl quietly pulls that piece of plastic out from under herself, flips it over in her hands and lets out a small sigh. “Huh… must be Piney’s.” With that, she shrugs her shoulders and flips that phone over - it wouldn’t hurt to take a look at what her friend’s got in store, right? As soon as she flips that device over, she lets out a small gasp at the sight of a rather large member glowing on the screen. “Holy shit…!”
	For a moment or two, the fox girl simply sits there with her eyes wide - there was no way that her friend had something that big, right? After all, where in the world would he hide it all?
	“Hey, Orren, do you want anything to snack on while we wait for the pizza to cook?” Almost immediately, the fox girl jumps at the sound of the deer’s voice before stuffing that phone back under a pillow somewhere.
	“H-Huh? What’d ya’ say, Piney?” At the sound of that, the deer pokes his head out from the small door that lead to the kitchenette.
	“Uh, something to snack on! You want anything, ‘cause, uh… this is gonna take a couple of minutes, I think.” For a brief second, the deer turns his gaze back towards the kitchen. “Also, uh… I hope you don’t mind pepperoni or anything like that.”
	“Oh, uh… pepperoni’s fine, Piney, jus’, uh… Y’got any popcorn or anything?”
	“Uh… give me a second, okay? If we have any, I’ll pop some, okay?”
	“Uh-huh, take yer’ time, take yer’ time…” And with that, the deer smiles and ducks back into the kitchen for the time being. The fox girl, on the other hand, waits a second or two just to make sure that the deer was doing what he said he was doing - no need for him to say anything a second before he was going to do it, after all… After making sure that the deer wasn’t going to surprise her again, she grabs that phone back from its spot behind the pillow, lets out a small sigh of relief, and turns that phone screen back towards herself once again.
	“Shit… Piney was holdin’ out on me…” She starts to swipe her thumb through the various pictures and messages that the deer had made - these things dated back to about a month ago, at the very least! For the time being, she sits there with her eyes transfixed on that phone screen, each swipe showing off more and more of her friend… “Hah… knew he had a cute little booty…” She plants a blush-covered smirk onto her cheeks at that point - the entire time, something snakes its way down the leg of her pants, and starts to throb and twitch in time with her heartbeat… Clearly, she wasn’t going to be hiding anything with pants like that.
	“Alright, I think I’ve got the pizza in the oven, I hope you don’t mind pre-packaged pop...corn…” The deer blinks for a moment or two at the sight of the fox girl holding his phone in his hand with one of her palms pressing itself against the side of a rather vein-filled bulge against her leg. At the sound of the deer’s words, though, the fox girl’s eyes widen before scrambling to put that phone back in its spot right next to her.
	“U-Uh…”
	“Was… that my… phone…?” For a moment or two, the deer simply stands there with an oversized bag of popcorn in his hands, his eyes wide and his mouth somewhat agape. Seconds pass with the two of them simply meeting their gaze, both the fox and the deer’s faces awash in a bright red blush.
	“I mean… uh… this is exactly what it looks like.” At the sound of that, the deer’s arms go slack, causing that bag of popcorn to tumble to the floor. “Uh… lemme be honest, Piney, I didn’t think you had something this big.” With a somewhat awkward smile on her face, the fox quietly picks up that phone from her side again, scrolls to another picture, and flips the screen around to show the deer - almost immediately, his face goes from “gentle glow” to “emulating a tomato” before he starts to scramble towards that device.
	“Th-That, that’s, uh… not mine!” With barely another sound, the fox stands up and spins herself around, causing the deer to miss his chance before landing face-first onto the couch cushions.
	“Uh-huh, if it’s not yours, then who’s is it, Piney?” With that, the fox quietly plants a smirk onto her face, the blush on her cheeks growing brighter and brighter with each passing second. The deer quickly scrambles up for a moment and reaches towards that phone in the fox’s hands - she quickly moves it out of his reach before giving him a knowing glare.
	“Uh… i-i-it’s… i-i-it-it-it’s, uh… i-i-it’s… um…” And before anything else can sputter its way out from the deer’s mouth, the fox quietly places a finger against his lips.
	“Easy now, slick, you don’t gotta worry none ‘bout anythin’. ‘Sides, I’m thinkin’ we could have ourselves a little bit a’ fun, yeah?” And with that, the fox girl quietly leans in towards the deer for a moment or two before trailing a finger up under the deer’s chin. As soon as she trails her way to the very end of his chin, she trails her way back down, towards his chest… towards his stomach, and even lower beyond that.
	“U-U-Um… O-O-Orren?”
	“Somethin’ wrong, Piney?” She pulls her finger away for the moment.
	“Uh… u-u-um… p-p-please don’t tell anyone, o-o-okay?” At the sound of that, the fox girl raises a brow and shifts her weight to one leg.
	“Tell? Shiet, I don’t kiss ‘n’ tell. Y’know, less y’ want me to.” And with that, the fox girl smirks once again, and leans towards the deer once more before planting a small kiss onto the very tip of his nose. Almost instantly, the deer lets out a small whimper before flopping himself onto the couch. It was time for a little bit of fun…

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	“U-Uh… just t’ make sure an’ all, you ain’t mad ‘r anythin’, right?” At the fox girl’s words, the deer lets out a small sigh. He was currently kneeling against one of the couch cushions with his rear sticking out in the air - the fox girl had started to pull things down before she spoke up.
	“Y-Yeah, just… if you wanna do this, then, um… w-w-w-well… I-I don’t mind. A-As long as it’s not spoken of anywhere, o-o-okay?” He looks back for a moment or two, his brows furrowed for the time being. At the sound of that, the fox quietly holds up her hands rather defensively.
	“Hey, hey, now, I keep m’ word, don’t you worry none.” And with that, she smiles and grabs the deer’s pants once again. “‘Sides, I jus’ wanna check t’ see iffin’ everything ain’t Photoshopped or anythin’.” With barely another word, she slips the deer’s pants down towards his thighs, exposing a rather plump rear to the open air.
	“Mnnh… c-careful, t-t-these are all I have for sweatpants, y-y-you know.”
	“Aw, don’t you worry none! If these things c’n handle an ass this plump, I’m thinkin’ I ain’t gon’ do any harm.” And with that, the fox girl presses her palm against the deer’s rump. “Phew… Yeah, no photoshoppin’ here. I might even go so far as t’ say that yer’ beatin’ me in the ass d’partment an’ all.”  With barely another word, the fox lands a small smack against the deer’s rump.
	“Nnh! C-Careful, please…” He puffs out his cheeks for a moment or two at that point before peeking around to face the fox.
	“Piney, you worry too much! When’ve y’ever known me t’ go too far?”
	“W-When you’re with Blu and everything.”
	“I… well, he’s literally askin’ fer it, y’know. Now, lemme see what else we’re workin’ with, yeah?” And with barely another word, the fox girl quietly reaches underneath the deer’s rump to grab the now-throbbing length that was poking its way out from between his thighs. As soon as she grabs that length, she smirks and pulls it a bit towards herself before wrapping her palm around the flared tip.
	“Nnnh…”
	“Hm? Enjoyin’ yerself, huh? I don’t blame ya’, jus’ tell me iffin’ I’m goin’ too far, and i’ll stop things, yeah? For now, though, I wanna check somethin’...” And with that, she quietly lets go of the deer’s length, letting it smack against the side of his thigh for the time being. With barely another word, she reaches to the hem of her pants, and shoves that fabric down as best as she can. A moment later, a massive log of flesh spills forth from their cloth prison before resting on top of the deer’s rump.
	“T-That’s warm, okay, okay!” The deer quickly looks back for a moment, his cheeks crimson and practically glowing. With that, the fox girl lets out a small chuckle before reaching under once again. She grabs his length, and starts to pull it back towards her once more before pressing his tip right against the base of her length.
	“Alright, let’s see… Yeah, I’m bigger, sure… ooh, looks like ya’ got me in the thickness department, Piney!”
	“J-Just do something instead of teasing me, Orren!” With barely another word, the deer quickly grabs a pillow from nearby, and stuffs his face into the fabric and stuffing. The fox raises a brow for a moment or two, but soon lets out a small sigh and presses a palm to the deer’s rump cheek. A few quiet rubbings later, and the fox girl lets out a bit of a chuckle.
	“You don’t want no teasin’? Fine, I c’n deal with that. Let’s git ya allll loosened up fer some fun, Piney.” With that, the fox quickly slips a finger against the deer’s twitching hole. Almost immediately he lets out a small gasp before the fox slips her digit inside. “Not too bad, is it, Piney? Just t’ get ya’ loosened up an’ all, y’know?” At the fox’s words, the deer lets out some sort of incoherent mumbling into the pillow beneath him before his length lurches against his leg - he was clearly enjoying this, if nothing else.
	A moment or two pass with the fox pumping her finger into the deer’s rump before she pulls it free and wraps her hand around her twitching length - she needed something like this right now. Especially right now.
	“Awright, Piney, do me a favor an’ bite down on that pillow ya’ got, yeah? I’m goin’ in!” And with that, the fox quietly presses her tip against the deer’s twitching hole. For a moment or two, the deer looks back with that pillow stuffed into his mouth - his brows were furrowed and a bit of a needy glint was in his eye. He needed this just as much as she did, from the looks of things. With that, the fox quietly starts to press herself forward into the deer’s rump… Though, from the looks of things, she wasn’t going anywhere.
	“Rrff… Piney, relax a little, would ya’? Yer killin’ me back here… Tighter ‘n m’ wallet, y’know!” At the sound of that, the deer lets out another sound before letting out a puff of air through his nose… Almost immediately, the fox starts to slip her way into the deer’s tight ring… “There we go… now… keep it up, and we’ll be good fer a little bit longer, yeah? Just relax, just relax… I’m gon’ take it slow, so don’t you worry…” And with that, the fox slips her way into the deer’s rump once more.
	Inch by inch starts to disappear into the deer’s hind end with each thrust of the fox’s hips - she had a bit of experience for something like this, sure, but she needed to pick up the pace soon, or else she was going to go crazy!
	“Nnff… Piney, anyone ever tell ya’ that yer’ ass feels like silk?” With that, she thrusts herself forward into the deer’s rump once again, her crotch soon meeting the fluff against his cheeks - bottomed out. At the sound of the fox’s voice, though, the deer lets out another round of incoherent babbling… The fox quickly tilts herself a bit to see the deer’s face, only to find it screwed up from the sheer pleasure he was feeling ride up his spine… “Hehe… there’s a good Piney… enjoy y’self, now…”
	And with that, she starts to pump her length into him once again. In and out, in and out, over and over and over again - each thrust of her hips causes the deer to rock against his seat. At this point, though, he didn’t really care - he was enjoying this far too much, and he certainly didn’t want this to stop!
	“Nnnf… nnfff… hnnn… hnnn…” For the time being, he was simply content with being stuffed to the brim with each slip of that massive member in his rump.
	“Hah… hah… Piney, how you holdin’ up?” The fox girl smiles for a moment or two, her length pressed against the very depths of the deer’s insides. For a moment or two, the deer doesn’t make a single sound… “Piney? Piiiiiney…” She quickly plants her palm against the deer’s rump for a moment, causing a sharp smack to echo into the room for the time being.
	“Hnnngh…!!” As soon as she does, though, the deer lets out a shivering moan into the pillow before covering his face once again. If that wasn’t telling, then she didn’t know what was.
	“Good! Now… let’s move things along a little bit, yeah?” And with that, the fox girl leans forward before pressing her ample bosom against the deer’s back. Once she does, she reaches around with one of her hands and wraps her palm around the deer’s member once again - almost immediately, the deer’s eyes cross from the sheer pleasure. Attention to the front and the back? Oh, he was loving every bit of this!

	Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…

	“Hnnngh… mrph…” With that, the fox girl’s rhythm starts to speed up once again, her hand quickly matching the thrusts that she was giving the deer’s backside - each pump into his hole sending shivers and sparks up both his spine and hers!
	“Yeah… feelin’ good, right…? Rrff… hehe… y’don’t mind iffin’ I fill ya’ up, do ya’ Piney?” With that, the fox girl starts to pump herself faster, each thrust of her hips causing the sound of flesh-on-flesh to fill the air. The deer’s eyes widen for a moment or two before crossing once more from the sheer pleasure - as long as he got off, he was fine with anything right about now.
	“Mmph…”
	“Good… ‘cause I’m just about there!” And with that, the fox girl quickly slams her hips against the deer’s rump one last time before her tip twitches and flares itself outward. All at once, spurt after searing hot spurt of thick, pearly white cum splatters its way out from the fox’s length. The deer quickly lets out a shudder as his own length starts to twitch and lurch, a load of his own quickly splattering itself against the floor beneath him and practically painting the couch cushion he was leaning on.
	“Mmfh… fuck… needed this so m-mmrf… m-much…” The entire time, the fox was splattering every single inch of the deer’s insides with her load. Though, from the looks of things, she wasn’t going to be stopping anytime soon… The deer’s gut was practically sloshing with how much fluid was packed inside him - not that he really cared at the moment, of course. He was too busy with that sweet, sweet afterglow. In time, though, the pillow quickly finds its way to the side, leaving his face screwed up from the pleasure.
	“Hah… hah… hah… hnng… f-f-fuh… full…”
	“Hah… hehe… wh… what was that, Piney?” The fox lets out a shudder as the last few spurts of her load slosh about in the deer’s gut.
	“Fullll…” The deer ends up letting out a small sigh before flopping over onto his side for the time being. Almost immediately, the fox pulls herself free from the deer’s tight hole, and lets out a small sigh, her load quickly starting to dribble its way free from the hole it was shot into. For a moment, the fox lets out a grumble at the sight of that river of pearlescent fluid dribbling its way out, but quickly nods to herself before reaching over towards the bag she had brought with her.
	“Now, where in th’ hell is it…? Ah, here we go. Piney, you wanna keep yerself full while we watch these things?”
	“Mm-hm…” For a moment, the deer simply lets out a groan before nodding his head - at least he had the sense about him to know what he was doing, right?
	“Good! Now, hang on tight, I got a plug comin’ yer way, now!” And with that, the fox pulls out a rather sizable metal plug from her purse, a smile quickly coming to her visage. With barely another word, she makes her way over to the hole that she had filled but moments prior, and presses that metallic stopper in as best as she could manage. As soon as she does, she lets out a small sigh and stands up from her hunched-over spot.

	BRRRRRRRRRRRING~!

	At that point, the fox girl’s ears perk up.
	“Uh… Piney, what was that?”
	“Mmmnh… pizza’s ready… Could you get that…? Pot holders are on the counter…” And with that, the deer lets out a small sigh, grabs that pillow, and pulls it under his head for the time being. The fox, on the other hand, lets out a small sigh - at least she was getting pizza out of this.
	“Just-... sure, I’ll get it. Hang tight, I’ll be back in a bit.” And with that, baring her length to the open air, she starts to saunder her way towards the kitchen.

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	“I don’t really know what you heard, miss, but I don’t think you understand - I never loved you!”
	“Oh, you animal! How dare you say something like that in my own home!”

	“What in the fuck? Yer tellin’ me this was the top grossin’ movie fer the month!?” The fox girl holds her hands out towards the Television screen, her brows furrowed and one hand filled with a slice of pizza. The deer was currently sitting next to her with a slice of his own in his grip, his gut bulging outward with the fox’s load from hours prior.
	“I never said that it was a good movie, you know.”
	“I mean, fuck, I didn’t expect to be wowed by how good it was, I was just hopin’ t’ get some kinda chuckle outta this!” The fox lets out a small sigh and presses one of her palms to her forehead. A moment later, she stuffs the rest of the pizza slice into her mouth. “Bu’ ‘his ish bu’shih’!” For a moment or two, the deer simply lets out a small sigh before turning towards the fox once again.
	“Would a blowjob make it a bit better?” With that, the fox’s brows tilt upward before her gaze turns back towards the deer.
	“Wait, wha-huh?”
	“I mean… I kinda invited you here without, uh… telling you what to expect and everything, you know?”
	“Wait, no, yeah, I get that, but you wanna blow me after everythin’? Still?” At the sound of that, the deer crosses his arms over his chest, and lets out a small sigh.
	“I guess that’s a ‘no’, then.” And with that, he starts to stand up once more.
	“Waitwaitwaitwait, hold on, Piney, iffin’ I ever turn down you suckin’ m’ cock, I want ya’ t’ take the nearest thing y’ got and beat me over th’ head with it, ‘cause I ain’t thinkin’ right if that’s th’ case!” For a moment or two, the deer simply sits there with one of his brows raised…
	“...Hehe, I mean… am I that good at this sorta thing?” And with that, the deer’s face quickly burns with a bright red blush. The fox simply rolls her eyes, reaches towards the deer once more, and starts to press him down towards her growing shaft once again.
	“Trust me, yer better’n this shit stain of a movie.” And with that, the fox leans back and lets out a sigh as the deer does his work once again, his gut sloshing with the fox’s previous load… At least there was some time to enjoy everything. With barely another word, she places one of her palms against the deer’s head and leans her head back before closing her eyes to enjoy every single slip and slurp that deer’s tongue… if she came again, then he wouldn’t mind, right?