Hazel eyes were glued to the the door every time the little bell chimed signaling another customer walking to the small cafe. Each chime was accompanied by a small sigh from a sandy brown fennec fox sitting at one of the small tables. Nervously he watched each fur enter and leave wondering if he was going to be stood up once again. Sighing he sipped at his now cold coffee and looked at his watch. Only five minutes then he could run off and nurse his wounded heart over junk food. Just as he was about get up and leave the door chimed and his head snapped to the side to see a large timber wolf enter and walk up to the counter. He shrank into his seat hoping this wolf wasn’t his date. The wolf’s left ear was torn off, grey fur around his muzzle was turning white, his tail was bent at an odd angle, and he walked with a slight limp. All together with the black leather jacket, tight jeans, and biker boots the wolf looked rather rough, not somebody to experience a first date. His eyes flashed to the door for an escape route but the only way was past the big canine. Sighing he sat still as the monster of a male turned and headed straight for him. In his black gloved paws were to steaming cups of something as he looked around the tables. 

	His emerald eyes focused on a fennec fox sitting at a table. Poor thing looked scared, looking down the wolf cursed under his breath. Here he was meeting somebody new and he comes looking like a thug, no wonder the poor thing was looked terrified. Sighing he approached the table and set the two cups down. Giving the smaller canine a small smile he sat down across from him. 

“Hello Shypup?”

Blushing the fox nodded as he fiddled with his empty cup. The wolf’s voice was much softer than he thought it would be. Despite the torn ear the fox was finding the wolf quite handsome, the white around his muzzle made the older male even more attractive. A soft red blush crept up his small muzzle as he stared into sparkling emerald orbs. He didn’t even noticed when he tipped his styrofoam cup over.

Chuckling at the amusing younger fur the wolf decided he would have to make the first move. He reached over the table and placed his paws on top of the fennec’s. The fox meeped and pulled his paws back in reflex as his trance was broken by the sudden contact. The wolf pulled his paws back, a look of concern on his face.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry.” 

The wolf looked down sadly as the fox looked down at his paws. His paws tingled where the wolf touched them. He looked up into the older male’s face and his heart fluttered. Never before had he felt this way. None of the girls he dated in the past made his heart jump like this on the first date. Blushing he hurriedly reaches across the table to grab those paws before they fled. In his haste he bumped into one of the hot cups the wolf had brought and yelp sharply. Pulling his burned paw back he brought it to his muzzle to blow on it.

“Ugh I’m such a clutz”

Careful to avoid the hot cups he reached over again and took the wolf’s paws in his. Surprisingly they were very soft, not at all like he expected. He lifted those large paws and gave them a soft kiss. Maybe he misjudged the wolf. His profile didn’t mention the injuries, just the fact he was 38 so he was taken by surprise. Smiling he quickly decided to start over completely from scratch.

“I’m sorry, you just startled me. My name is Arsenio”

The wolf looked up and blushed feeling the smaller paws of Arsenio grip his tightly. The  kiss burned hotly like a small fire throughout his body as he forced himself to break the contact so he could take a drink from his cup. As he lifted the steaming cup to his muzzle he scooted the other to the fennec. Sighing contently after sipping the hot drink he smiled as he watch the cute fox sniff and sip at the cup full of Masala Chai. He met the 27 year old bi fox online through a gay dating site and  after a few messages back and forth both agreed to meet up.

“Nice to finally see you Arsenio, my name is Seff.”

“MMM hmmm What is this?”

Arsenio sipped at his drink, his tail softly wagging as he enjoyed the hot drink. He could taste tea and some spices but couldn’t place it. 

“Hehe its called Masala Chai, a spiced tea from Asia. Its one of my favorite drinks.”

The fennec blushed as he looked at his knocked over empty cup that had contained plain old coffee. Seff definitely had good taste, he thought as he smiled back feeling more relaxed around the larger male. Despite a few bumbles this date was starting off much better than his past dates. 

“Its really tasty.”

Seff watched the younger canine set his cup down and flash a smile. The wolf’s heart beat a mile a minute as that smile, those adorable eyes, and shy nature struck a cord. He practically melted when Asenio blushed and tugged at his ear out of nervousness. He gave a smile and thought. The fennec’s profile mentioned that he liked males and females but had never been with another male. Offering his paw to the smaller male Seff stood up.

“Wanna go do something more fun?”

Blushing the awed fox nodded as took the wolf’s soft paw and let himself be led outside to where a classic Harley sat gleaming in the sun. Hanging from the handlebars were two helmets. Seff winked winked at the fennec, who was staring with his muzzle wide open. the wolf snagged one of the helmets and put it on then handed one to Ansenio.

“Never can be too safe, I learned that the hard way.” 

Asenio placed his helmet on and hugged the wolf who went strangely silent. Smiling Seff hugged the fox and climbed onto the bike. He reached back and patted the seat behind him. Swinging his legs the fennec climbed behind the wolf and leaned forward wrapping his arms around the biker’s waist. Seff started the bike and drove off, a young male snuggled against his back.