Kaji is © Me
Artie is ©
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"writing": "It was late in the afternoon. The sun already high in the sky with the lazy draolf still laying in his bed, his covers crumpled up near his feet as he rolled over onto the other side. A yawn cracking his jaw in two before he pushed himself up. “Nngh,” grunted the hybrid as he rose up on his arms; his back cracking which brought a soft moan from the mutt. \n\n“That felt nice.” He grinned a bit, sitting up on his bed; swinging his legs over the side as he rose his arms above his head. His wings flared to the side; those joints popping a bit loud from the night of sleeping. “Ugh... that's the last time I fall asleep on my back...” \n\nHe hopped down onto the ground, his foot nearly missing a fluff of white fur curled up under one of his shorts. Still clad in his shorts, Kaji made his way for the bathroom; doing his routine morning agenda... even though it was in the afternoon. It was morning to him. \n\nA soft jingle ran through the air. His cellphone was ringing and the draolf jogged over towards it; the alarm warning him that he had less than ten minutes to get to work. “Shit!”\n\nIn a flurry of movements, he pulled his shorts up; zipping and buttoning them with frenzied reflexes before he pulled his vest on and he was out the door within a few seconds! All that movement, and the sudden change of temperature woke up one of Kaji's friends. Artie was sleeping in his shorts, and now he was pressed against the draolf's crotch. \n\nWhile he was loving his position at the moment, the little fox was chuckling softly to himself as the running pushed himself against the sac of the draolf. Making the micro let out a small gasp of pleasure with each time he was pressed against it. Oh, he was formulating a plan. It was halted with each pleasurable moment, but he was thinking on it!\n\nThe draolf was panting hard with exhaustion as he came to a stop in front of the employee door, pressing the numbers in a fast flurry of fingers and an impatient pull of the door allowed the hybrid entrance into the building. “Crap. Crap. Crap! Crap!!” muttered the draolf as he bolted down the hallway towards the time clock. \n\nHis hand dove into one pocket as he stood in front of it, patting at pockets afterwards as he searched for his time card. Occasionally pushing Artie against his crotch harder with those rough pats, making the small fox grunt a bit at the impact. \n\n“Ah ha!” exclaimed the draolf as he pulled the card out of his back pocket and swipped it. Now offically on the clock, and he leaned against the wall next to it. Now actually able to catch his breath for a bit before he went to his job. Pushing carts. He let out a small inward groan at the thought of it before he headed to the locker room. He needed his vest first. \n\nNow that he's actually dressed for his job. Even if he has to wear a shirt that doesn't really do much for him. Having wings kinda negates the use for the shirt, but as its his job. He has to wear one for the sake of following rules. Outside, the lots weren't that bad. Carts were everywhere as usual. \n\n“Why is it... that people can't put things back.” A grumble flowed from the hybrid's maw before he started to head towards the corner of a lot. \n\nThe rattling of the carts' wheels against the ground brought Artie out of his little trance, the musk of his 'prison' was intoxicating and he couldn't get enough of it. In fact! He wanted more! And he knew of a way to get more. He let out a soft chuckle as he put his hands on the draolf's sheath; rubbing in large circles as his eyes went half lidded. The warmth... the smell... God, it was making him flustered. \n\nA shiver ran up the hybrid's spine as his paw slipped on a rock, nearly taking him down before he blinked a bit. He was feeling hot, and it wasn't from the heat of the day. Even if it was a hot day outside. He pushed a row of carts into the bay; walking back outside as he ran a hand over his forehead. That flustered feeling only getting more and more prominent in the back of his mind. \n\nIt was getting thicker underneath his paws. He could feel the dull throbbing against him and it only drove him farther on with his plan. A soft giggle escaped him as he peeked up at the briefs around him, wriggling against them as he shuddered with slight glee but mainly pleasure. \n\nHis face dripping wet with water, he had borrowed one of the garden center hoses for a moment to cool himself off; allowed him to think clear enough to notice that wriggle in his shorts. And he froze for a few seconds. Blinking a bit afterwards before he looked down at his shorts. “No...” Nah, it couldn't be. “Probably just my mind playing tricks on me.” He hook his head, sending water flying in all directions before he started to back to his job. \n\nAnd so his day went on, carts were in a never ending supply on the lots; so he wasn't having much time to stop and catch his breath. Though he was used to it really. It has been his job for the past twoish years. And Artie has been having a blast in those confines; his tail snaked down and the tip was tickling at the draolf's sac. His hands still pressing into that sheath and it was getting to the point that the draolf was pushing back down on his crotch to try and calm himself down. \n\n“Goddamit.” A silent curse as he looked around, slipping into the building once more and sneaking past his managers and co-workers towards the bathroom. His wings curled around his front to hide the tent in his shorts. There was something in there! And he had a good idea of what it was. He let out a low growl as he bolted into the men's room. Taking up refuge in the handicapped stall at the end. \n\nHe plopped down onto the toilet, panting softly as he tried to keep quiet and he undid his zipper and button; hooking his thump into the waistband of his briefs afterwards. He tugged down just a bti before he let them fall down under their own weight. \n\n“Well, well. What have we here.” Other than his raging erection, was a small arctic fox clinging to his sheath; his eyes closed to the sudden change of brightness. The draolf brought a hand down; picking up the fox off of his sheath; which caused a slight shudder to run through him. “Seems a fox has been having fun.” \n\nAll the fox could do was grin. That grin that would said 'Oh yeah. I had fun and I /enjoyed/ it!' Though, when the draolf chuckled, the grin faded away a bit as Artie tilted his head softly. \n\n“Now, you're gonna take care of it.” He brought the fox up eye level, grinning slightly as he glanced down at the shorts and briefs crumpled at the ground. “And, you're gonna be quiet about it. I'd rather not get fired.” He brought the fox closer, his voice dropping to nigh above a whisper. “And you're gonna need to be a bit bigger.” \n\nThe fox only blushed slightly as he grew back to normal size; his tail shyly curling around to hide his own obvious arousal at the situation. He was sleeping in the nude in any case! He let out a soft gulp as he dropped down to his knee; the gaze from the draolf a silent command. A bump at the shaft with his nose before he licked up the bottom of it; letting the tip of his tongue curl to catch what pre oozed out and he let out a soft murr at the taste. \n\nHe enveloped the draolf's shaft with his maw, his tongue sliding underneath it as he bobbed his head up and down; the draolf sitting down on the toilet; his wings curled around the edges of the bathroom as he started to pant. \n\nAll that subtle gestures the fox did to him made Kaji pent up over the course of the day, and he brought his hand down; resting behind the vulpine's head to hold him there. He gritted his teeth as he felt Artie lap and tease all the way down his shaft and a growl flowed out from him as he stood up. Pulling Artie's head away from him in the same motion as he looked down at him. A jerk of his head in another command. \n\nHis eyes lit up at the thought of that, as he stood up and turned around. His tail flicking up high over his back as the draolf pressed him against the bathroom wall and drove upwards. All that natural lube slid him easily up into the fox, hilting him with relative ease before he started to pull back out; thrusting upwards once more. \n\nHis hand came up to cover the fox's maw, his own pants being held back as he gritted his teeth to keep them within his muzzle. He couldn't make a noise! He needed to be qui-- but the feelings. Oh, they felt so nice! The draolf let out a soft whine as he pressed Artie against the wall once more; his teeth gritting soon afterwards. \n\nThe thrusts soon became more rapid, driving up into Artie with more and more force as he felt the knot press up against his ring. Making him groan into that hand with desperate need. He wanted it inside of him. Just to feel that fullness once more that a knot could give. He looked back at the draolf, his eyes shining with that need before they lidded once more. \n\nA wet pop echoed through the quiet restroom as the knot hilted up inside of him, making him groan loudly into Kaji's hand. His own shaft being ground against the cold tile wall all the while had made him close to the edge, but that knot was just the final straw as his load burst up and smeared over his chest and down onto his stomach. \n\nThe draolf couldn't hold back and more as he let out a loud moan; gripping the fox close to him as he thrust up once more. All that hot draolf seed seeping up into the fox as they both leaned against the wall; Artie's feet a good foot off of the ground as Kaji held him up against him. Soon their pants were the only things that could be heard as the stall door opened up. \n\nThough his afterglow gaze, Kaji saw his manager; a shorter panda than himself. “Kaji.”\n\n“Yes... sir?” \n\n“... You're fired.” With that the stall door closed, and silence just filled the bathroom. \n\nThe draolf laughed a bit, licking at the back of Artie's head. “What a way to go.” Both of them let out a laugh before they just enjoyed the rest. \n\n",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "It was late in the afternoon. The sun already high in the sky with the lazy draolf still laying in his bed, his covers crumpled up near his feet as he rolled over onto the other side. A yawn cracking his jaw in two before he pushed himself up. “Nngh,” grunted the hybrid as he rose up on his arms; his back cracking which brought a soft moan from the mutt.