EXPLICIT - A Bet's A Bet

	There’s always time for fun and games. Whether it be to relax and decompress from a long day of bashing one’s head against the machine that makes up one’s job, or to help escape from the horrors and stress of life in general. Of course, the only things that can make games even better are the things that are done while they go on… For a certain blue-feathered avian, the only thing that could help break away the day’s boredom was something fast-paced and fun to play.
	“Oh-kay… so…” With a small smile pressed against his cheeks, the avian lets out a small sigh before settling into his couch cushion. After quickly snatching up the controller that was pressed into the cushion beside him, he presses the small button on the front of that small controller, causing a light on the front of the rather pale-looking box across the room to illuminate itself. After quietly turning on his T.V. set, the words “Game-Pad” flash across the screen that was hanging from the opposite wall.
	Without another word, the avian lets out a small sigh before easing back into his seat once again…
	“Phew… alright… now… where was I…?” For a moment or two, he flicks the small thumbstick under his digit around, causing the small cursor on the screen to mimic his movements. After a moment or two of flicking through the various games and applications that littered his home screen, the avian smiles at the sight of what he was wanting to play - he knew it was in there somewhere! After quietly pressing one of the buttons on his controller, the screen fades to black for a moment or two.
	Suddenly, the sound of an engine revving itself up fills the air. The screen flashes for a moment or two before a rather brightly-colored logo glows on screen. The words “Excyte Racer EX” appear there, causing the avian’s face to positively glow with a smile. After quietly pressing a few more buttons to navigate through the various menus, settings, and character selection processes, the avian lets out a small sigh as the sight of a rather small-looking cart starts to buzz its way down the virtual track.

	Bzz-Bzz… Bzz-Bzz…

	The avian blinks for a moment or two, his blue feathers seeming to puff their way outward at the sudden buzzing sound to his right. After quietly pressing a button on his controller, the various lights and colors that were flashing their way across the screen quickly stop their glowing, the word “PAUSE” quickly flashing itself in front of everything. With that, the avian lets out a small sigh before turning to his right, his gaze quickly landing on the rather large-looking phone that was sitting face down on the nearby couch cushion.
	He quickly snatches it up in his hand, flips it over, and presses one of his fingers against the screen, causing a small “Ker-chk” sound to echo into the nearby air. Almost immediately, the bird’s cheeks curl up with a smile - the sight of a new text message quickly meeting his senses. After quickly making sure that he taps the small notification on the corner of his screen, his device flashes for a moment or two before his messaging app opens itself up.
	‘Hey dude, you around???’ Those words, surrounded by a dark red text box, meet the avian’s gaze. After quickly tapping the small bar near the bottom of his screen, he starts to type on the keyboard that had pushed its way up from the bottom of his device.
	‘heyyy!! whats up? something wrong?’ With that, he quietly presses the small button next to that small text box. Almost immediately, the words he typed float their way up towards the previous message, pushing them out of the way once they meet. A moment or two passes in near-silence, the only sound coming from the small machine across the room - it was wanting the bird to get back to playing, after all. However, the feeling of the device within the bird’s hands rumbling and shaking with a new message drags him back to what he was doing.
	‘Nothing much, was wondering if you were busy tonight.’ The message on the avian’s screen then pushes itself upward as a small picture of a rather cartoon-like smiling face presses itself there. The bird simply smiles for a moment or two before typing out another message.
	‘no i’m fine! y, you wanna come over?’ And with that, he sends that message with a press of a digital button. With that, the avian leans back into his seat once again, the fluffy cushions quietly taking him back to his place of relaxation once more. With his phone still in his hand, he simply sits there, waiting for the next message from the person on the other end of the text thread. There was always another message, after all. Another rumble brings him back to the conversation at hand.
	‘Yeah, you mind if I do?? I’ll bring snacks, if you want!” And with that, the avian’s eyes blink for a moment or two… Snacks? This late? Well… he was feeling a bit hungry, but his laziness was keeping him from anything more productive than what he was doing right now. With that, he quickly starts to text back.
	‘uhhh... make it a burrito from burrito king and it’s a deal!’ And with that, he presses the send button once again. Not even ten seconds later, the rather small-looking image of a curled fist with its thumb sticking upward meets his gaze. Looks like everything is going as planned! With that, the avian leans back into his seat once again, his controller in his grasp and his attention quietly tuned to the T.V. set across the room.


	It had been barely more than a half-hour at this point, and the avian was quietly starting to work his way through yet another grand prix during his game. By this point, though, his head was quietly slouched over to his right, only held up by the muscles in his neck. He had been trying his best to get through this last race, and the one thing that had gotten in his way was the unfair computer players… After all, how in the world were they able to get so many different items in the span of one lap? It’s like they’re cheating!

	Ding-Dong~!

	The sound of the rather shrill-sounding doorbell suddenly rings within the bird’s senses. He quietly presses a button on his controller, causing everything to suddenly pause itself on his screen. With that, he stands up from his spot on the couch, raises his arms above his head, and lets out a bit of a groan at the feeling of his tight joints starting to pop and snap from disuse… Gaming for so long tended to do that, after all, didn’t it? With his tension relieved somewhat, the avian quietly makes his way through the room, to the door on the far wall. Once he gets there, he peeks through the small peep-hole that was stuck against the middle of the door - the sight of a rather gray-looking blob of fluff quickly meeting his gaze.
	“Uh… who is it?”
	“Who do you think? The repo-guy! Open up, would you?” And with that, the bird simply smiles at the sound of a rather familiar-sounding voice. After quietly un-latching the lock on his door and turning the rather shiny-looking doorknob, he pulls the door open to be met with the sight of a rather greasy-looking brown paper bag with the words “Burrito King” printed on the front in rather formal-looking script.
	“Hehe… nice to see you, too, John. Come on in, I just got to the last race of the Mango Cup.” With that, the bag makes its way in, its carrier quickly appearing after a moment - the face of a gray-furred wolf peeks its way around from the back with a small smirk pressed against his cheeks.
	“You’re playing Excyte Racer? Ooh! Can I play, too?” And with that, the fox quietly places that brown bag against the small table in the middle of the room, right next to the avian’s controller. Said avian, though, quietly scoops it up and tosses it against the couch cushions. With that, he takes a seat against the couch cushions once again, the plush pillows that were perched against the back of that seat pressing against his back once again. The fox, on the other hand, simply sits down next to the avian without another word.
	“Uh… let me try and make it through this race and then I’ll get you set up, ‘mkay?” With a small wink to the vulpine, the bird quietly grabs his controller and presses a few buttons, the scene on his T.V. screen quickly coming to life once again. The vulpine, on the other hand, simply keeps himself preoccupied with the rather large bag of food that was placed in front of the two of them.
	“Fine by me, I guess. Uh… you, uh… you wanted a bean burrito, right? I got you a couple if you did.” And with that, the vulpine plants a small grin on his face before sticking his hand into that bag. He pulls it out a moment later, a rather large piece of paper-wrapped food within his grip. The avian glances towards the vulpine for a moment or two before turning his gaze back to the game at hand - just a few more sections of track to go and…
	Just then, an explosion practically fills the screen, the green fire that engulfed everything quickly causing the avian to let out a groan before sitting himself back against the couch.
	“Ugh, great… And now I’m in tenth.” He flops his arms for a moment or two before a bit of despondent-sounding fanfare echoes its way out from the T.V., the words “YOU FINISHED - 10TH” flashing prominently in both the avian and the vulpine’s vision. “Well, uh… I guess that’s your cue, then. You want to be player two?” And with that, the avian reaches towards the small table once again, his hand disappearing into the paper bag and pulling out another massive portion of food. He quickly unwraps it, and chomps down onto that deliciousness-filled tortilla, a smile forming on his face a moment later.
	“Well, you sure you don’t wanna see how else you wanna do with this race? I thought you were killing it, honestly.” And with that, the fox takes a bite out of his own burrito, the sounds of chewing quietly filling the air for a brief second.
	“Eh, it’s alright. I was trying to do an all-first-place thing, and uh… well, you saw what happened, right?” The avian simply looks to the vulpine for a moment or two before continuing to eat his food.
	“You’re still trying to do that? I thought you did that a month ago!”
	“No, that was me trying to do a no-items one. I did that first day, but this has been getting me kinda frustrated ever since then.” And with that, the avian looks towards the T.V. set that was perched on the far wall - the various sounds and music quietly filtering their way out from the side speakers.
	“Mhm, my bad, my bad. Well, you mind if we try and have some fun after this?” With that, the avian’s brow raises itself in confusion… He was already having fun, wasn’t he?
	“Uh… what do you…?” The fox quietly swallows after a moment or two, speaking right after.
	“Well, I was thinking we could try and make things a bit more, uh… interesting, you know? Like… aside from just playing the game, I mean, yeah?” And with that, the fox leans back in his seat, the cushions practically swallowing him.
	“I… don’t think I follow.” And with that, the bird quietly tilts his head, his confusion becoming more and more apparent. What was he talking about…? With that, the fox holds up a single finger.
	“I was thinking we could have a little bit of a bet going on, you know? Something to make things a bit more fun for both of us, I mean.” The fox smiles for a moment before reaching into the bag and pulling out another wad of food. After quickly unwrapping it and taking a bite, he speaks again. “We both race on the same track, see who gets the better place. Winner gets to have the loser do one thing of their choice.” With that, the fox smirks once again, causing the avian to blink for a moment or two before a smirk of his own places itself onto his cheeks.
	“Oh, you’re on, John.” With that, he quietly leans forward towards the T.V. set once again, his gaze already focussed on what he was going to do once he wins… Though, a second later, a gray-furred palm stares him in the face. The avian blinks for a moment or two at the sight of it before turning towards the fox to his right. “Uh…?”
	“Shake on it? Make it official, I mean.” The fox sits there with a burrito in one hand and the bird’s attention in the other. For a moment or two, the bird simply sits there, hesitation quickly making itself appear on his visage.
	“I… sure, fine, I guess.” And with a bit of a smirk on his face, the bird quietly sits back against his seat, and clasps the fox’s hand with one of his own. The two of them shake for a moment or two before the fox stands up from his seat, makes his way over towards the small console across the room, and grabs another controller that was resting on its top before returning to his seat with a dull “thud”.
	“Well, alright, then. We’ve got ourselves a bet!” And with that, the vulpine turns towards the screen once more, with the avian following suit a moment later. With their bet still fresh in his mind, the bird quickly navigates his way to the “Multiplayer” section once he gets to the main menu. With barely another word, he selects the “two players” option, and starts to select his character once again. The vulpine sits there as well, his own controller in hand. After pressing a few buttons and not getting any sort of movement from his cursor on screen, he lets out a small sigh before pressing a small button on the back of that controller.
	Immediately, the lights on the top of the controller light up, blink for a moment or two, and soon turn off, with two of those lights staying on once everything is set up. With that, he starts moving the various sticks and pushing the various buttons, causing a smile to appear on his face at the sight of the small red cursor on screen mimicking his movements. He glances to the avian for a moment or two, a large grin plastered across his face. The bird simply sits there with a smirk on his own face and one of his brows lilted upward.
	“Well, now… I think this bet should be easy as pie.”
	“Oh, don’t you get cocky, now, Luis. You’re gonna be eating those words when I’m done here.” And with that, the vulpine simply leans forward in his seat, a grin forming on his cheeks. With that, the avian simply smiles for the time being, and leans forward as well, making sure to press the button that said “Start Race” along the way. After a brief spat of loading, the game quickly zooms onto a dirt track, with two racers sitting within their carts, one blue and one red…
	With barely another sound between the two of them, both the bird and the fox sit there on the couch, their gazes quickly centered on the large T.V. set across the room…

	3…
	2…
	1…
	GO!

	And with that, both the fox and the bird’s characters quickly take off down the track! Near the start, the two of them are nearly neck and neck - each one doing their best to bump and prod each other against the various walls and obstacles that dotted the course… Throughout the various twists and turns that ran through the course, the two of them simply keep on, their attention focussed on everything that might have been important within the game - how fast they were going, where the various item capsules were, and what either of them could do to try and get an upper hand…
	By the end of the first lap, the fox was in the lead, causing the avian to simply sit there with a bit of a scowl across his face.
	“C’mon… I swear, if you get another oil slick, I’m gonna slug you.” The fox simply lets out a chuckle at the sound of the bird’s words.
	“Hey, what else can I get when I’m in first place, hm?” With that, the avian simply lets out a sigh before continuing on with his racing… After a few moments of playing catch-up to the fox’s side, he smiles and turns himself to the right, causing his character to bump itself against the vulpine’s own digital form. “Oh, now you wanna play dirty, huh? That’s how it’s gonna be, then?” The fox smiles and presses the opposite direction, causing the bird’s character to move back to where he was but a moment ago.
	“Oh, you know it… Now, come to daddy, would you?” And with that, both the bird and the fox’s characters drive through a small ring, causing an item to appear at the corners of their respective screen. Almost immediately, the avian’s character becomes wrathed in yellow lightning, causing the fox to spin out of control! “There we go!”
	“Oh, you bastard… You’re gonna get it!” And with that, the fox starts up once again, his character quickly starting to close the distance between him and the bird. By the end of the second lap, though, the avian crosses the line first, the words “LAST LAP!!” appearing in his vision. The vulpine quickly gets those words a moment later, a smirk forming on his face. “Hehe…” WIth that, the two of them continue to drive along, their determination pressing itself against their palms… They were practically neck and neck at this point, weren’t they?
	For a split second, the bird glances towards the vulpine’s side of the screen, his eyes widening a moment later.
	“W-Wait, how the hell do you have a missile?!” The bird’s gaze wasn’t lying - there was a missile within the small box at the corner of the vulpine’s section of the screen. Almost immediately, the vulpine presses a button, causing that small image to disappear from the box. He turns towards the avian at that point, a grin on his face.
	“Hehe, what missile?” And with that, the avian blinks and turns back towards his section of screen, worry starting to well up from within his gut… He just fired it, didn’t he? A moment later, the sound of an explosion coming from the left side of the screen fills the immediate vicinity, as well as the sight of the bird’s character quickly tumbling and spinning out much like a top would… The vulpine quickly lets out a small cackle at the sight of that before his character crosses the finish line.
	The avian’s character crosses a few moments later, with the words “YOU FINISHED - 2ND” flashing across the screen. The fox, on the other hand was simply sitting there with a grin on his face, his own portion of the screen filled with the words “YOU FINISHED - 1ST. CONGRATULATIONS”. With that, he leans back into his seat before placing his controller onto his lap for the time being. The avian simply sits there with a look of disbelief on his face - he had lost… and now he had to do something for his friend, didn’t he?
	“Uh… n-now hold on, John, can we talk about this any?” The avian turns towards the fox at that point, a small nervous smile pressing itself further and further onto his cheeks. The fox simply sits there, a content smile on his own visage.
	“You shook on it, didn’t you? That means youuuu gotta do what I saaaaay!” And with that, the fox simply smiles before sitting up in his seat once again - a mischievous grin quickly replacing the smile on his face. “Now… what should I have you do…?” He tilts his head for a moment or two, causing the bird to jump a bit in his seat. “Why… I could have you do anything, couldn’t I?”
	“W-Within reason! Just… let it be within reason?” The avian sits there for a moment, a rather worried look on his face quickly replacing the look he had before… This wasn’t going to be good, was it? Even now, the bird’s thoughts started to race… Was he going to do something humiliating? Something demeaning…? Oh, the thought of it all was causing him to squirm!
	Suddenly, the vulpine snaps his fingers, causing the bird to jump in his seat once again.
	“I’ve got it! How about something simple, then? Something that I know both of us will like, hm?” And with that, the vulpine leans closer to the bird, a mischievous smirk on his cheeks. “How about… we keep things simple and go at it, huh?” At the fox’s words, the avian blinks - what did he just say?
	“I-I’m sorry, huh?”
	“Oop, let me put it a bit simpler - I wanna fuck your ass, Luis.” And with that, the vulpine smirks once again, causing the bird’s face to become awash in bright red.
	“I-I… you… huh!? I-I mean, uh… I-I-I’m flattered, but uh… now?” For a moment, the avian simply glances from the vulpine’s face to the table in front of them - there was no way he could keep a straight face right now, was there?
	“Now. Unless… I could save that for something else, and get you to do something different?” With that, the vulpine’s brow cocks itself upward, a blush of his own burning its way onto his cheeks. Almost immediately, the avian blinks and leans back into the couch cushions. This was going to overwhelm him, wasn’t it?
	“I… uh… w-well, uh…”
	“Tell you what - you pick the position. I’m fine with whatever.” And with that, the vulpine leans back against the arm of the couch, a tent starting to form within his pants…
	“U-Uh… s...s-s-simple… simple… M...Missionary?” And with that, the fox’s smile grows a bit wider at the avian’s words.
	“Going for the classics, then? Sure, I’m fine with that, Luis…” Almost immediately, the vulpine’s blush goes from a nice blue-purple hue to full-on tomato-red. He lets out a small nervous chuckle for a moment or two before quietly closing his mouth… What else was there to say, even? “Hehe… jeez, if you grow anymore red, I might have to plant you in the garden.” With that, the vulpine smiles and stands up from his seat. Immediately, he hooks his thumbs around his waistband before pressing that fabric down towards his knees…
	Almost instantly, the avian’s gaze makes its way to the fox’s crotch, as well as the growing red member that was slipping its way out from the grafy-furred sheath… Before the avian can say anything, the fox closes the distance between them, and quietly presses the bird down against the couch cushions.
	“A-Ah, uh… You… I… wow, I forgot how big you were…” The avian simply sits there, the blush burning on his cheeks making his face appear more purple than blue. With that, the vulpine simply reaches up to caress the bird’s face for a moment, his fingers trailing through a few of his blue feathers. A moment later, though, he reaches down towards the avian’s tight-fitting shorts, the twitching member that was sticking itself up through the fabric making things all the tighter.
	“Yeah? Well, I know you can take it, right? You just tell me if this is too much for you, ‘mkay, Luis?” And with that, the fox leans himself in and plants a small kiss onto the avian’s forehead. Almost immediately, the bird’s length lurches before a spurt of clear pre-cum splatters against the inside of the fabric.
	“Ffffffuh… just… please, take me now, fuck!” And with that, the vulpine smiles before grabbing the bird’s waistband. With a few short tugs and a bit of a groan on the bird’s part, both him and the bird’s bottoms are exposed to the air. Without another word, the fox reaches down to grab the avian’s legs, making sure to place both of those taloned feet against his shoulders. For a moment or two, the bird simply sits there with his face awash in purple.
	“Now, you just relax, and let me do all the work, ‘mkay?” And with that, the fox lines up his red length against the bird’s twitching hole - his member twitching with need… “Now… let’s make sure to bury...this… bone!” And with that, the vulpine plunges his member into the bird’s entrance, causing the bird himself to let out a shiver of pleasure… This was really happening, wasn’t it? Oh, this was really happening!
	“Nnnghah…!! C-Careful with that thing!” The fox’s gray brow lilts itself upward at that point.
	“Oh? What’s wrong, Luis? Don’t think you can handle it?” And with that, the avian looks towards the fox’s face, his own face screwed up with pleasure. For a moment or two, the two of them simply sit there, with the fox’s member plunged into the bird’s rump. The bird, though, lets out a sigh before looking off to the side for a moment…
	“C...Could you please keep going…?” For a moment or two, the fox simply sits there with his eyes wide… Well, if that wasn’t an invitation, then he didn’t know what was. With that, the fox starts to pull his length out of the bird’s hole… Once the tip is the only thing left inside him, the fox smiles before pressing himself in once again, this time causing a small squeal to escape the bird’s throat. “Th...Th-There we goohhhh yeah…” And with that, the bird’s eyes cross for the time being, the pleasure shooting its way up his spine hitting every single nerve on the way.
	“That’s a good birdy… now, make sure you have some fun for me, yeah?” And with that, the fox starts to pump his length in and out of the bird as slowly as he can… In and out… In and out… over and over, each press of his growing knot against the bird’s tight hole accentuated with a small “pap” sound…

	Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…

	“Hngh… yes… oh fuck… Guh…” And with that, the bird’s head tilts its way to the right, every conscious effort that he had to keep himself upright simply losing itself to every single little sensation that had been shooting across his senses… In time, though, the fox simply keeps up his rhythm, the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh quickly filling the air after a time.
	“Gh… hell of an ass you’ve got, Luis… Shame I can’t seem to share it with you, you know?” And with that, the fox reaches down to the bird’s now rock hard member, making sure to give him a nice rubbing in tandem with his thrusts. Almost immediately, the bird lets out a small whine at the feeling of his length being stroked, making sure to cover his eyes with his hands after a moment or two - this was getting intense! “Now… how you feeling, Luis? Getting close?”
	The bird doesn’t say a word at that point, but instead nods his head up and down with his face covered with a bright red blush.
	“Good… now, you wanna cum? I can make you cum, if you want, hehe…” And with that, the fox starts to pump himself faster and faster between the bird’s cheeks. Almost immediately, the avian lets out a shivering moan with each smack of his rump from the fox’s lap. “But… you gotta beg for it, bird boy!” And with that, the fox closes his eyes for the time being, choosing instead to focus on the pleasure that was shooting up his own spine.
	“Hah… hah… f...f-f-fuck me, please! I wanna cum and… a-and… I-I want you to fill me up, please!!” And like that, the bird blindly grabs for one of the pillows that were behind him on the couch - the one he grabs being one of the soft throw pillows with a picture of a small cartoon bird on its front. He quickly bites the corner of that soft fabric for a moment or before his knees buckle against the fox’s front. “H-Haahn~!! C-C-Cumming!!”
	“M-Me, too!” And with that, the fox slams his member into the bird’s rump one last time, his knot slipping it a split second later. Almost immediately, the bird’s eyes widen at the feeling of himself becoming absolutely full to the brim! Suddenly, spurt after pearly white spurt splatters its way out of the avian’s member, covering his front with thick, searing hot cum! His length shoots out more and more of his thick, viscous fluid with each tug of the fox’s knot within his rump… At once, the bird’s eyes cross before biting down against the pillow once again, his senses quickly losing to the overwhelming tide of sheer ecstasy that was shooting up his spine.
	The fox, though, wasn’t exempt from anything here - no, he was trying his best to make sure that he was keeping himself upright. However, from all the squishing and tugging against his knot, that fact was getting harder and harder to do with each passing second.
	“Grrffffuuuuck…” And with that, he leans over for a moment or two before his own length splatters the inside of the bird’s rump with rope after searing hot sticky rope of pearly white cum… Each pulse of his length sends shivers up his spine, and soon causing some of his white spunk to leak out of the bird’s tight ring… There was no way he was going to keep this up for too much longer.
	Thankfully, before anything else can happen, both the fox and the bird start to come down from their pleasure-highs… The fox lets out a sigh as he starts to bask in that sweet, sweet afterglow… The bird, on the other hand, was simply laying there with his legs in the air and his front covered in his own cum.
	“Hah… Hah… Hah… h...h-h-holy shit, John…” The bird plants a rather goofy-looking smile on his face, the pleasure he had gotten moments earlier still sending aftershocks throughout his form… “Fffffuck… i-i-it’s been way too long since I came like that…I… just… holy shit…” The bird simply sits there, his face awash in purple from the blush that was burning itself there. The fox, though, simply reaches forward to trail his fingers through the bird’s blue feathers…
	“No kidding… You sure you didn’t lose on purpose for this?” And with that, the vulpine’s brow cocks itself upward, his smile quickly turning into a grin. Almost immediately, the bird reaches up to smack his hand against the fox’s chest. “Hehey, what was that for?” The fox chuckles for a moment or two at the sight of the bird’s cheeks puffing themselves out with annoyance.
	“You only won because you’re a dirty cheater.” With that, the bird quietly crosses his arms over his cum-soaked chest, regretting his actions a moment later at the feeling of rapidly-cooling fluid against his arms. “A-Alright, uh… help me get cleaned up, please?”
	“Heh… give me a little bit - I may want to, but this knot of mine says otherwise, you know.” With that, the fox gives his length a bit of a tug, causing a small squeak of surprise to leap from the bird’s throat. The fox immediately lets out a bit of a chuckle at the sound of that. “Well, at least we know you’re not gonna want much else for a little while, huh?”
	“S-Shut up! Just… please get this thing out of me?” And with that, the bird reaches down between his legs, hesitantly brushing against the base of the fox’s length.
	“Hehe… right, right, just give me a bit.”


	Soon enough, with the fox’s member free from its tight, cum-soaked prison, the fox plants his rump against the couch cushions once again, his face still red with a blush. The bird, on the other hand, was simply laying face down against one of various pillows, his rump stuck up in the air with thick cum dribbling from his rumphole…
	“Nnnhh… I’d ask you for round two, but you… you used up your one thing.” At that point, the fox turns towards the bird for a moment, a look of confusion on his face. Realization hits him a split second later at that point - with a smile quickly pressing itself on his cheeks.
	“Well… I suppose we could play for it again, don’t you think?” The fox simply smiles for a moment before pressing one of his palms against the avian’s plump rump. Almost immediately, the bird lets out a shiver of pleasure at the feeling of warmth against him… He needed that, didn’t he…?
	“Well… I gues that would work… I’m gonna win this time, though.” With that, the bird turns himself towards the fox for a moment, his face awash in bright red. The fox, on the other hand, simply smiles at that point, and reaches for the pair of controllers that were propped up against the table in front of him. Without another word, he passes one of the controllers to the bird for the time being before the both of them quietly turn their gaze turns back to the T.V. Set against the far wall.
	The bird quickly sets things up once again, and before anyone else could realize what they were doing, the countdown to the race starts up once again…

	3…
	2…
	1…

	GO!