The setting sun was casting shadows across the town’s square, bathing everything else in a blazing orange light. Theo, the bounty hunter fennec fox had come to this planet just a few days ago, stowing away on cargo ship just to get here. Sometimes being less than 4 feet tall had its perks. Just a few days earlier he received a message from an anonymous channel, promising some valuable information. Too juicy to be revealed via communication, they insisted on meeting in person, giving their coordinates. This wasn’t his first visit to this planet in particular. It was placed right in between way more prominent locations, reducing this poor hunk of rock and water to a glorified rest stop. It only took its inhabitants a few generations to adapt and rebrand into a suitable location to stop and refuel. Just about anywhere on the planet there were plenty of markets, lodgings, and fueling stations to be found. Currently the black and grey fennec was standing in a square that was unusually empty; no folks bustling about, no one manning the stands lining the pathways, shouting out to tempt someone to buy their wares. His ears flicked and turned in the direction of the sound, just in time to see a silhouette approaching from an alley, his form obscured by a cloak. ”I take it you’re the one who contacted me,” Theo said aloud. ”Indeed I am,” the cloaked other said, calling out from across the square. “And you’ve arrived right on time.” Stepping out of the shadows with the figure were armed men, jumping out from other alleys and from buildings to surround the fox, their drawn weapons gleaming ominously. ”I would have figured it was too good to be true,” Theo said with a chuckle. “But some of the best info comes from the sketchiest places.” “And your risk is going to be our reward,” the cloaked man said. The weapons erupted in a cacophony of thunderous bangs. Instinct kicked in, the fennec diving behind a nearby booth just as the hail of bullets whizzed past, piercing its wood and missing him by a hair. His heart racing, adrenaline pumping, he cursed himself for coming all the way out here in the first place. Being a wanted fugitive came from plenty of street cred across the galaxies but it also came with plenty that wanted to hunt you down for the promise of his offered bounty amount. As he crouched there, Theo’s mind raced. He had no weapons on him either. This situation just kept getting worse and worse for him. The odds were against him. Making a run for it was a certified death wish. With each shot fired it felt like the walls were closing around him even more. Despite the hastened pace of his beating heart and the sweat at his brow, Theo was persistent to get out of this. The booth couldn’t hold any more, already looking like wooden swiss cheese. If it crumbled he would be completely exposed. Just as he was about to make a move, there was an unexpected figure. Someone else in a cloak, a dark ratty one. They emerged from the shadows, somehow managed to rush through the hail of bullets. Theo couldn’t tell who it was but he did notice the glint of his weapon before it was gripped and drawn. The figure began firing at the other gunman, letting loose strategic shots that managed to hit two of them, causing enough added chaos for them to stop and then aim at him. Theo watched the cloaked figure throw something and a moment later, an explosion of smoke erupted, engulfing the square in a thick, choking mist. The armed men were reduced to a coughing mess that couldn’t lift their guns, let alone aim straight. As the smoke billowed outwards their vision became obscured as well. ”Come on!” the mysterious figure shouted, his voice being muffled by the cloak. Theo had noticed him approaching, suddenly appearing next to him. Without a second thought the fox nodded and followed the figure from the hole-ridden booth. Together they raced through the smoke, Theo being smart enough to cover his mouth while running through. Even when they were out, the pair rounded several corners. Using his large ears, Theo was relying solely on the sound of the stranger’s footsteps that were always just up ahead until they came at an abrupt stop at the entrance of another alley, this one more hidden than the rest. Passing through that one brought them to an open area. Waiting for them was an unremarkable ship, the engine could be heard clattering and dark plumes of smoke were periodically kicked out from the exhaust. It wasn’t glamorous but Theo knew he didn’t have the time or luxury of being picky. “Get in!” the figure said, pressing something on his belt that made the ship’s ram unlatch and come down with a loud bang, kicking up plenty of dust. Just as Theo wondered if the noise would attract unwanted attention, his large ears were again flicking, this time picking up the shouts of the men in the distance, their voices becoming all the louder. Once they were both inside, the cloaked figure manned the controls, getting the ship to lift off the ground. Theo got into the seat next to him, strapping himself in. The entire craft rumbled, shuddered, and creaked to the point that Theo feared it would all fall apart. It was all happening much slower than he would have liked but they were high enough in the air for Theo to feel relief, letting out the breath he didn’t know he was holding. He turned to his savior, ready to give them thanks until the cloaked figure’s hood was pushed back by their ascent. It was Silas! Theo recognized the tall, grey furred, black haired rat in an instant. Another wanted man like him. Whereas the fox’s reputation came from his bounty hunting, being seen neither as fully good or bad in the eyes of most, Silas was just a sleazy thief who just so happened to have wit as quick as his fingers. ”You? Theo snapped, scrambling away from the thief before remembering he was strapped into the seat. He knew better than to unbuckle himself while the ship was still rising, tilting upwards towards the sky. “Hey, hey! I saved you, didn’t I?” Silas asked, holding one of his hands up defensively then returning it to the controls. “Besides, we’re not out of the woods yet. We need to get some distance in case they’ve got ships of their own.” ”Between you and them, I’m not sure which is worse,” Theo countered. “That’s good,” Silas replied with a glint in his eyes. “But for now, like it or not, we’re on the same side. And trust me, I can get us out of this mess.” Theo hesitated still but then considered their circumstances. He was used to bonds forming and then snapping right after, people joining forces for the sake of a common goal and parting ways when it was all said and done. The problem was that Silas was more likely to stab you in the back and take the spoils all for himself when it was all said and done. And the rat never did anything for no reason, and most certainly not out of the kindness of his heart. “Fine,” he finally said. “Just know that I’m watching you.” Silas grinned, his sharp teeth glinting in the fading light of the cockpit. As the ship breached the planet’s atmosphere and reached the vast expanse of space, Theo tried to gather his thoughts. He had plenty of experience with shady characters, being one himself, but there was something about Silas that made him different. There was no low the rat would stoop too, no barriers he would breach or bonds of trust he wouldn’t use for his own gain. And now he was stuck on a ship with him… Silas seemed to sense his unease, having a big smirk as he unbuckled himself, the ship already being set to auto-pilot. “Look at you. A tough, galaxy-renowned bounty hunter, and yet you needed someone like me to save your ass.” Theo bristled at the clear mockery in the rat’s voice but held his tongue. He knew Silas was trying to get a rise out of him but he refused to take the bait. "I had a feeling something was up when the square was empty," Theo grumbled, his tail flicking against the seat’s side. "Well, you're welcome," Silas said, smirking. “And you happen to owe me now.” Theo glared at him upon hearing that, still on edge from the close call and not in the mood for the rat’s mooching. “And what do I owe you, Silas?” Silas was fazed at all but the fox’s tone. “Well, I can’t exactly let you go now, can I? Not with that bounty on your head.” As if sensing the perked up fennec’s thoughts, Silas continued. “Don’t worry, I’m not planning on turning you in. Not yet, at least. I’m just saying, it’s only right I get something in return for saving you.” “Well, I don’t have any gear to give,” Theo said, meaning that honestly. He would have tried to swindle the rat into giving away something he could do without but there was nothing on hand that he could bargain with. “You may not have gear, but you’ve got a body, don’t you?” Silas smirked. Theo tried to think of a way out of that possibility. He had a reputation for getting around with guys and women alike. Plenty wanted to experience the thrill of some fun with a highly wanted fox and he never turned down the request. But this time the fox wasn’t so eager to link up. “You know…it’s not really a suggestion,” Silas said, his tone turning threatening as he looked Theo in the eye. “I didn’t risk my own ass out of the kindness of my heart and you’ve been getting away every time I try to corner you. Well, I’ve got you now and you can’t get out of this one. So it’s either my way or I can just chuck you out into space.” Theo’s chest started to pound as he saw the seriousness in Silas’ eyes. He knew that the rat was crazy enough to do it if he didn’t get his way. And he was more or less at his mercy too, trapped on his ship, knowing where everything was. Even if tried to hijack this ship, there was no telling what Silas could do. Some high energy, dangerous missions were one thing and running the risk of pissing off an untrustworthy thief was something else. While there could be some truth to Silas’ threat, it was more likely that he was going to be pawned off to some authorities and left to sit in a cell… ”Ugh, fine,” Theo agreed, clearly not eager to do so but the rodent had him by the balls. Happy to get his way, Silas smirked and set the ship to autopilot before unbuckling the belts that kept him secured him to the seat and motioned for Theo to do the same and follow him. Silas led Theo to the back of the ship, pressing a button on the wall that made the door panels slide away, revealing a bedroom on the other side. But the state of it was even worse than the beaten up spacecraft. Completely messy with discarded clothes and other junk, the rat’s room was more like some kind of horde pile, all surrounding a bed that was also looking old and stained. The air was thick with a musky reek that made Theo’s sensitive nose wrinkle and his eyes water. But Silas seemed to pay no mind to the stink of rat, walking up to and sitting down on the bed, spreading his legs out. ”Alright, fox. Get my pants off,” Silas said with a smug smile on his face. Tail and ears hanging low, Theo came in close and got down on his knees before reaching out and touching the buckle of Silas’ belt, taking his time with undoing them. A simple task that couldn’t be stalled for long, Theo had to keep going and start pulling the pants down. Doing so, he noticed that Silas wasn’t wearing any underwear, his crotch fur and cock coming into view, already hard and springing upwards at full mast. A very brief reprieve from the reluctance was felt when Theo really gazed upon Silas’ cock up close. Despite Silas’ tank, lanky body, his cock was large and thick too. Rising from the uncut flesh was a thick smell that made Theo flinch. It wasn’t just the scent of the day’s musk but rather the biting reek of an unwashed shaft that was in need of a good cleaning. Theo should have expected because Silas himself smelled as grimy as he looked but his shaft was especially fragrant. “It’s a smell you’re gonna learn to move, fox,” Silas said in a way that came off as a threat. Theo just pulled the rat’s pants off entirely, having him nude from the waist down. Silas was able to spread his legs out wider before pointing to his cock. He noticed how much Theo was staring at it and licked his lips. “Like what you see?” Silas asked, his smirk growing all the bigger. Theo wasn’t above acting as if the rat’s cock wasn’t impressive. Long, thick, and with fat balls hanging below. It was something he would usually be eager to fondle and play around with. But its smell and the one it was attached to clashed with that appreciation, making it hard for him to enjoy the sight. “I guess,” he said, giving an answer that would at least not upset the ship’s owner. “Good boy,” Silas purred, reaching down to grab Theo’s head, pulling him in closer. Theo was yanked forwards, his muzzle getting shoved into the thief’s fat, greasy balls. “Take a deep breath,” Silas said, his tone making the words come out as a command. “Try and get familiar with it.” Theo groaned as the smell of Silas’ heavily musky sack rushed into his nose. It was overpowering, instantly making him feel a bit lightheaded. But Silas kept a hold on him, even digging his claws in a bit, grinning as he forced the bounty hunter to inhale his rich smell, thinking the fox was pretty lucky to experience his raw aroma. In addition to the dizzying sensation, Theo’s nose was burning from the odor’s strength. It was hard for him to think straight or gather enough strength to push off, leaving him at the rodent’s mercy. Silas just watched and chuckled, letting the fox squirm a bit more before he suddenly grabbed one of the fox’s large ears, snatching it up and tugging hard. “Now start licking them.” A sensitive part of his body, his ears being tugged like that would have made him yelp if he didn’t stop himself at the last moment but it sent pain through the rest of his body. Not acting right away earned him another harsh pull. Wincing from the feeling, he caved and started out by pushing his own muzzle in close enough for it to make contact with the sack, gently grinding against the area, smearing the scent onto his own pelt. Silas shivered from the muzzle’s soft fur rubbing along the underside, going from the middle point and down to his balls. A hum came from the rat as the first lick was given to his plump, still sweaty balls. Running the wet and smooth muscle over the first orb made Silas moan and twitch. Going from there, his tongue went for another lick. They came one after the other; constant and steady licking that gave full attention to one orb before moving on to the other. While doing that, the fox was still forced to take in the other male’s scent, it getting burned onto his nasal passage. “Mmm… Getting right to it.” Silas maintained a hard grip on the fennec's ear, keeping him in place. It already felt good but he wanted even more, so he gave the ear a hard tug to make Theo lick even more. The heat of saliva and smooth sweeping of that tongue kept him shuddering and moaning. In addition to the pleasure between his legs, the rat was also inhaling the musk that was all around him, finding his own smell just as appealing. The heat in the room kept him sweating while being cleaned by the tongue, meaning there was still plenty of sweat for Theo to indulge in. “I know...they taste real good, don't they?” Silas commented, getting the fox to glare at him. "You should have even more." He reached his other hand down to pry Theo's mouth open further, shoving one of his balls into the fennec's mouth, letting out a moan as he felt it getting engulfed in warmth and wetness. “Oh yeah…” Silas began to squirm from what he felt. The pained fennec's tongue was swirling around the orb wrapped around his lips, replacing the wetness of sweat with a sheen of warm saliva. Theo’s hands rested on Silas' thighs, clenching as he was forced to keep licking and sucking. Hearing the rat’s moans would have been a turn on for him but he was again reminded why Silas didn't strike his fancy. He worked his muzzle on the sack with more vigor, making the actual sucks harder and moving his tongue about faster. Relying on his own experience when it came to playing with other males' balls, Theo was making the rodent moan even louder. Having no reason to be quiet, Silas let his voice be heard. He placed a hand on Theo’s head and stroked it, scratching between his ears while still tugging on one. This "encouragement" led to Theo’s mouth working even more. In addition to Silas’s own voice, the small fox was slurping and sucking on the sack noisily. Having his head pulled back, he kept a hold on the sack with his lips, gently tugging on it. This made Silas huff, feeling his balls being gently pulled while still caressed by the fox’s mouth. After another tug, the single ball finally popped out, being heavily coated in saliva. Silas again used his hand to grip the back of Theo’s head, working quickly to push his tip into the slightly dazed and panting fox's mouth. When it slid past the fox's lips, he snapped out of his daze but it was already too late. Another push jammed a lot of it at one time, forcing Theo's muzzle to spread again. He gagged and endured from how quickly and roughly it was happening, first his mouth and then his throat getting spread so wide around the thief's thickness in addition to being stuffed by the length. The discomfort of this happening made Theo want to pull back but he was stopped by Silas who was pushing his head down even harder. Making Theo take every inch of his fat dick, he felt the small fox's nose get pressed to his damp, musky crotch fur. After savoring the feeling of his length throbbing within Theo's throat, Silas began to thrust into it, making his thrusts strong and hard from the start, plunging all the way down to the base of his cock. Theo was making a series of muffled gags in response, his body trembling from the shocks that were running through him. The only relief given to him was the rat's cock throbbing and releasing so much thick, pent up precum. It was getting smeared to the walls of his throat, acting as lube to make things easier for him. But this also made the pleasure stronger for Silas and he was wanting even more of the other male's mouth. His thrusting was maintained, still pushing all of the inches down but from then on he was only pulling out a few inches, keeping most surrounded by the extra tight walls of Theo's oral depths. Of course it was hard for the fox to breathe against this, but Theo was managing by taking short breaths when he could. With his nose buried in the rat's crotch so often, those inhales wound up being heavily tainted with more groin musk. The bigger male’s moans were turning into heated grunts as the throbs of his cock were getting stronger. "Nearly there...” he muttered, putting more speed into his thrusting, pumping his cock in and out of the clenching throat, listening to the way that Theo would groan and gag. All of his length was slathered in his own hot fluids, making it so easy for him to go back and forth. Pulling the fennec's head in even closer, he was fucking it like a fleshlight, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and eyes rolling upwards as he was approaching that feeling he had been needing for so long. Another thrust came that made sure the whole length was slammed back down and remained in place, all being hugged by the hot, tight tunnel. Feeling the rush of his climax, the rat moaned and shook as his cock started to shoot out fat ropes of his jizz with force. Theo was groaning from his throat and mouth being quickly filled up. There was so much seed being let loose; one fat spurt after the other that was making his cheeks bulge. He began to swallow it down with big gulps, trying to keep up with the flow. Most of it was going into his stomach while the rest was starting to leak from his muzzle, dripping down onto his chest and on the already stained bed. Yet again he was stuck in place while the rat had his way, just trying his best to not be overwhelmed by the loads being pumped from the rat rodent balls... When it was over, Silas pulled Theo's head back, a satisfied smile on his face. "Oh, that was good…" he said, his voice back to its usual sleazy tone. "I knew you had it in you." Theo was just glad that his ear was let go, still feeling the sting. “Yeah, whatever…” he wiped his mouth, feeling the sliminess of rat cum sticking to them and the taste was all over his mouth, being inescapable no matter how much he swallowed. “Come on up here.” The next thing he knew, Theo was getting picked up and pulled onto the bed. This really annoyed him but Silas wasn’t fazed at all. “You didn’t think I was done, did you? No, I just need one more thing from you, Theo.” Silas' hands explored Theo's body, removing his clothing with a cunning ease that made the fennec fox's fur bristle. It started with the fox’s shirt, exposing his chest and stomach. And then moving lower, groping at his pants. Theo didn’t say anything, feeling conflicted about what was happening. He still didn’t trust Silas but the way his hands were moving…it was sensual and almost caring… He gasped when his cock was pulled free, already in an erect state. Like the rat, he had a big cock as well but it was more impressive for him, given his small stature. The rat's eyes were fixed on it. “Now I know the rumors are true,” Silas said with a chuckle. “But what I’m wanting is here…” the rat said, trailing a finger over Theo’s balls and taint, going around to tease in between the fox’s cheeks. The light teasing was making Theo tremble and his shaft throbbed. He knew that Silas was going to get his way, that there was no point in putting up a fight… "Just get on with it," Theo growled, his frustration growing as Silas took his time, even pushing in to tease his hole directly, but it was only teasing, spreading light tingles through him. Receiving the words he wanted to hear, Silas flipped Theo onto his stomach, spreading his cheeks and planting his hands on the fennec fox's rear. Theo groaned as the rat's tongue aggressively rimmed him, a mix of discomfort and pleasure coursing through his body. Theo tried to endure, trying not to show how Silas' tonguing was giving him so much pleasure. His face was pressed against the musky sheets, him taking in the scent and feeling a greater rush. But it also annoyed him. He couldn’t believe that this was really happening. Making it even worse was him being self aware enough to know that this was all his fault. He fell for bait because he wanted a shortcut to a big payout. A part of him knew it was too good to be true but the potential reward was work taking the risk in his mind. But he had been wrong and now his own ego got him into this mess. Despite himself, Theo's body began to respond to Silas' oral touches, his heart racing as the rat plunged his tongue in and attacked his prostate. He tried to fight it, tried to keep his mind focused on anything but the pleasure building inside of him. But it was no use. Silas was cunning and selfish to a tee, but in bed he was rather generous. He made sure to leave plenty of his spit inside of the hole before pulling his tongue free but even then he wasn’t done. He eased back and reached out into one of the junk piles. It was all a mess to the fox but Silas knew where everything was and pulled out a half empty bottle of lube, applying the fluid to some of his fingers. And as Theo felt the rat's fingers enter him, he knew that he was in for a long ride. Theo's mind raced as Silas was in deep again, two fingers probing and prodding all over. The rat's touch was skilled, and the fennec fox couldn't keep himself steady against the pleasure that was building. He tried to fight it, to not let the rat have the satisfaction but that was becoming harder and harder… Silas was relentless, and the next direct touch to the prostate broke his facade. He groaned as the rat's fingers moved inside of him, his body trembling with each touch. The rat’s fingers moved even more and Theo let out a loud moan as Silas' fingers moved deeper inside of him, still touching his most sensitive spots on purpose. (anal) --- Silas began by vigorously pumping his hips, using his strength to drive himself deep inside Theo. With each thrust, his balls collided against Theo's body, creating a slapping sound as they made contact with his finely asscheeks, which would quiver with each impact. Precum started to leak from the tip of Silas' cock as it went back and forth, coating the walls of Theo's passage even further. After just a few thrusts, Theo was already gasping for breath, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure coursing through his body. As Silas continued to thrust with this amount of power, Theo's own cock began to release shoot spurts of precum in time with the rhythm of his prostate being rolled over. At the same time, Silas reveled in the musky scent of their fucking and the lewd sounds of his dick slipping in and out of Theo's tight lubed tailhole, every one of his pumps making a sharp 'clap' sound each time. With each thrust, Theo couldn't help but arch his back and let out loud moans, completely under the control of the rat’s movements, which consisted of him repeatedly rubbing and pounding against his prostate. It was again difficult for him to think straight as he was filled up so deeply, repeatedly. His anal walls kept tightening around the pumping flesh, while his stomach grew hot as precum was directly shot into his guts. Pulling Theo’s hips upwards to hike his ass up higher, Silas rose up as well, going from thrusting while on his knees to standing up with his legs bent, digging his feet into the bed for better leverage. Silas began to fuck Theo with even greater intensity, his hips snapping forward with force as he drove into him. Theo couldn't deny the pleasure he was experiencing, even if he wanted to. His groans grew louder and more passionate with each powerful thrust, his body being rocked hard against the musky bed’s surface. Theo's erection was bouncing from how his whole body was being moved about and his precum was flying as his prostate received intense stimulation, the fluid being milked out of him. Fueled by his own need and feeling the rush of fulfilling his fantasy, Silas just kept going and gradually put in more effort, thrusting all the harder and speeding things up a bit until his hips were almost a blur, producing a series of smacks from his balls constantly hitting the other male’s backside. Silas noticed the tightening of Theo's muscles around his cock. Theo's body, both externally and internally, was well-trained and experienced, acting on its own to give as much sensation as possible. His firm anal muscles gripped the shaft tightly, creating an extremely tight hold. Despite this, Silas continued to push through, feeling his dick throbbing harder because of it. His balls were constantly stirring and he could sense that he was on the verge of cumming again. Silas sighed contentedly as he fully sheathed himself in Theo's gripping foxhole. With his cock buried so deeply, he could feel the intense rush of his second climax, even stronger than the one that came before. Theo could feel each spurt of seed entering him, sending waves of warmth through his body and causing him to sweat even more. He could feel himself getting filled with Silas's essence. Knowing that he was being claimed by someone like Silas was enough to make Theo tremble with both revulsion and pleasure. Cumming so much like before. Silas could feel the hot and sticky stuff splashing back to surround his length. Theo’s tight hole was doing a good job of not letting much leak out. Having Silas’ cock throbbing on top of his prostate, the scents all around him, and the conflicting feelings towards the rat all came together to push Theo over the edge. He came hard hands free, his release painting his fur and the bed beneath him with thick ropes of seed. But his mind was focused on the feeling of fullness inside that came with being filled with Silas's essence and the scent of rat that was all over him. With a final groan, Silas pulled out, leaving Theo breathless and moaning as his insides felt completely full, even as the cum started to leak out. His tailhole was left stretched and twitching as the musky rat cum was getting all over the bed. To his surprise, Silas climbed onto the bed and settled down in the mess beside him, reaching out to pull Theo in close, getting his body messy as well. Both of them were slick with sweat and cum, smelling of each other and their arousal. Theo was still trying to catch his breath after the intense session. The small room reeked of sweat and other bodily fluids, and the fox couldn't help but grimace as Silas hugged him close, making sure he got messy with it all as well. "Hey, don't act like you didn't enjoy yourself," Silas purred in his ear, his fingers tracing the fluffier fur on Theo's chest. "I know you loved every second of it." Theo snorted, pushing the rat away. "Shut up," he snapped, his voice back to his usual hard, gruff state. "I’m not gonna do pillow talk with you." Silas just chuckled, not taking offense to the fox's harsh words. "Oh, come on, Theo," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "There's no need to be like that. I know you had a good time. And who knows? Maybe we'll do it again sometime." "Don't count on it," the fox growled. “Do you have a shower?” ”Nope,” the rat chuckled, “But we should be near that stop by now.” Theo hissed and cursed to himself, climbing out of the bed and begrudgingly pulling on his clothes over his absolutely messy body. He couldn't wait to get off the ship and away from the sleazy rat… As they made their way to the cargo bay, Silas assured Theo that the ship was going to land at a safe spot and that he would be let off. The fox couldn't wait to breathe fresh air and get away from the smell that clung to him. The ship was placed in a secure area, and the cargo bay opened. Theo was free to leave and Silas was going to make a few deliveries to earn himself some coin, obviously the crates being full of things he stole. Just as he was ready to leave, Silas surprised Theo by giving him a friendly pat on the back. "Take care, Theo," he said, his voice sincere. "And thanks for the good time." The fox scowled, his temper flaring. "Don't mention it," he spat. He turned on his heel and walked away, feeling relief wash over him as he left the ship behind. But his relief was short-lived. As he made his way through the crowded streets, a familiar smell caught his attention. Theo sniffed at the air, growing more and more angry as he realized that the smell was coming from him. Theo gritted his teeth, vowing to never let his guard down again. He would never let the rat save him again, no matter how dire the situation. As he continued to walk, Theo's thoughts were consumed by the events of the past few hours. He couldn't believe he did all of that and then let himself be seduced by someone like that. But despite his anger, Theo couldn't help but feel a small spark of regret. The sex with Silas had been intense and passionate, the likes of which he never would have expected from him. It had been unhinged and wild, but also somewhat tender in the quieter moments… Theo shook his head, banishing the thoughts from his mind. It didn't matter how good the sex had been. He came upon an alley and walked through, coming out the other side and looking around the bustling city but all the noise faded into the background. All he could hear was the sound of his own thoughts. His focus was on getting the rat's disgusting stench off of him. He made his way to the nearest place he could wash up, having just enough hidden on his person to purchase some time to use a stall. And when he was scrubbing at his fur, he realized that he was far off course and placed in a city he was unfamiliar with. He shrugged, not caring all that much. All that mattered was that he was free of the smelly rat and his sleazy advances. As the water rinsed away all the mess, the fox felt a weight lift off of his shoulders. He was free of Silas's grasp, free to continue on with his life without the reminder of what happened. He took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. Maybe now he could put the whole incident behind him and move on. But even as he dried off and went on his way, Theo couldn't shake the feeling that he would see the rat again. He just hoped that he wouldn’t be in the rat’s debt next time.