"Babe, look! The Hollyhocks are finally sprouting!"

Sebastian strode across the garden towards his husband and crouched, squinting as the fox gestured down at the small green sprout situated amongst many others, all embedded in the soil of their main flower bed.

"Good job, Nel," Sebastian, a wolf, patted his husband's back and the fox beamed from cheek to cheek. "All thanks to your tender love and care, I'm sure."

"Oh, stop!" The fox giggled and Sebastian took a moment to sweep his gaze across the garden. Every flower, even meticulously trimmed ivy-riddled archway, the way the concrete slabbed path weaved through each collection of flowers like themes at a national show or a botanical garden...every square inch of the garden was all thanks to Nel's hard work and care and attention. This was the fruit of his labours-- his baby, for all intents and purposes.

"Speaking of love and tender care..." The wolf shifted onto his knees and drifted closer, nudging his snout against the fox's neck. Nel giggled and tried to bat him away as he attempted to tend to the sprout, and Sebastian nudged him further, pushing him onto his side. The fox, in a knelt position, easily tumbled to the side and he squealed in a mixture of delight and surprise as Sebatian crawled over the top of him, pinning the fox down against the grass, mere inches from the slab path.

"B-Babe, not in the garden...!" The fox laughed, trying to push Sebastian off as the wolf growled and nipped down against his neck, licking and kissing. "Did you pull out the weeds over by the foxglove?"

"Mhmm." Sebatian hummed his approval and the fox turned his head to be sure, but still tried to bat the wolf away.

"Not in the garden," Nel enforced with a half-giggle, half-splutter. "I don't want to neighbours to see..."

"What are they going to do, be homophobic?" Sebastian quipped as he raised his head up, reaching inwards with a hand to grasp Nel's own, forcing it down against the grass and pinning his wrist.

"They might call the police on us for public indecency!" Nel retorted, and Sebastian suppressed a grin.

"Is it really in public if we're in out own back yard?" Sebastian continued. "Besides, I think if the police came, they wouldn't resist watching the sight of your taking my fat co-"

"Seb!" The fox squealed louder and then covered his mouth, before reaching out to cover the wolf's mouth instead. Sebastian smirked around the fox's hand and deliberately stuck his tongue out to lick it, before he recoiled and swung his head to the side.

"Oh, gross. Forgot you were playing around in the dirt," He laughed, sticking out his tongue and trying to wipe the soil off it as he leant up, relinquishing his grip from the fox's wrist.

"That's what you get." The fox smirked, though the both of them knew he was in quite the compromising position. Sebastian cast a glance at him as leant up, before he flicked his gaze down. The bulge in the fox's shorts was obvious and a smirk crossed the man's features as he reached down, deliberately pressing his palm to the bulge. Nel, with his legs already spread to accommodate the wolf being as close as he was, squeezed his limbs inwards and groaned under his breath, reaching out to grab Sebastian's arm to try and push him back.

"We shouldn't." He warned, but he squirmed like he wanted it. They stared into each other's eyes and Nel started to look more and more flustered as time went on, whilst Sebastian merely kept his hand there. After a few moments he flexed, and the fox sucked in a breath, before he sat up and planted his hands to the grass, scooting back.

"Relax, Nel," Sebastian chuckled, raising his hands in surrender. "I'm only teasing. I won't touch any more, promise."

"...You better not." The fox warned, before he scooted back up onto his knees and shuffled across in the warm summer sun, looking back at the little sprouting shoot of the Hollyhock he planned to nurture before the end of spring. Sebastian scooted in beside him, resting on his knees in turn, and put an arm around Nel's shoulders. The fox instinctively leant against him nuzzled against his cheek, his tail wagging to and fro. He made a couple of quiet squeaks, but tried to restrain himself.

"You know I love it when you're so passionate about your gardening, right Nel?" Sebastian asked, and the fox suppressed a grin.

"And I love it when you're so supportive of my hobbies, babe." He responded, squirming in his seat as he turned his head to the side. Sebastian did the same and they parted for a moment, before their muzzles pressed together, exchanging a tender, loving kiss. They lingered for a handful of moments before they parted, snuggling back against one-another as their tails wagged, batting against each other.

"When I'm done watering the rest of the garden..." The fox began. "Do you want to get a little indecent inside?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Sebastian growled, before he parted from him and got to his feet. "I'll go freshen up."

"Okay," The fox turned his head to watch Sebastian go and licked his lips as the sight of that ass in those jeans. "Love you!"

"Love you too." Sebastian called back over his shoulder, and Nel sighed, turning back to his plants. He leant down and patted the soil around that little sprout, a fond smile spread across his face.

When he was all done, they'd fuck until the sun had long since set. If one thing was for sure, it's that neither of them would get any sleep that night.