He was awakened by a weight resting on top of him. He slowly cracked one eye open and got caught the gaze from those onyx eyes. A languid grin appears on the Dalmatian's lips as he scoots around a bit underneath the figure sitting on top of him. Two paws are pressed against his chest, right at the edge of the blanket, strong thighs enclose his waist, a firm ass rests right about where there is a slight bulge under the covers.
"You were eavesdropping the other night."
"And hello to you to."
The light coming through the blinds behind his assailant cast the room in a strange half light, the illuminating stripes trailing along the curve of his back, past his shoulder, evaporating along the curve of his chest, barely scratching the edge of a nipple, the edges of his abs, the gentle curve of his thighs. His hair falls lazily down from his head, past his ears, across his face, but despite the darkness, their darkness, his eyes glimmer. Alex ignores his desire to reach up and run his paw through that shortly trimmed snow white fur, not willing to break the rules of the game they are now playing. And yet he cannot resist to move his hips, just a bit, underneath that warm rump.
	
	To give the kit credit, his face betrayed nothing as he stares down at the Dalmatian, feeling the other rub up against him.
"Did you enjoy doing that?" His voice is soft and husky. Alex wonders how it would sound once he was screaming on the top of his lungs.
"If you ask if I enjoy being a peeping tom, no, not really." He grins, "I prefer to participate."
"Hn." A single corner of the fox's mouth curves up, but the shift behind his eyes is the thing that gives it away.
"If you didn't want to be overheard, you should have been quieter."
"Maybe we didn't care if we were overheard."
"Or maybe you wanted to be."
"Maybe."
"What are you doing here kit?" Alex asks, not feeling like endlessly playing guessing games with a teenager. 
"Perhaps I was disappointed you did not join in?"
Alex grabs the other's wrists, tugging them away sharply. Before Sato can react he is pinned down against the other's chest, warm arms wrapped around him, his nose inches from the other's. "Perhaps you just should have asked if I wanted to." Alex grins. "Makes things so much easier."
"Hn," Again that smirk, oh it was going to be fun to get this guy to break his code of silence, "perhaps that was the idea."

	Without any reserves Sato's lips press against Alex's, his paws slide up along the Dalmatian's sides as much as the constraints allow him. The touch is light, teasing, making his breath hitch in his throat as he pushes back, meeting the other full force. His lets go, allowing the fox's paws to wander where they will while he softly hums. He grins, feeling a single hand slip between their stomachs, braving the tight space and wrapping itself over the rapidly emerging erection that is making those silk boxers tent. He decides to take it up a bit more, opening his mouth, and letting his tongue dance against the other, inviting him to enter. The youngster is a natural, responding almost immediately to these advances, and yet ready to follow his own agenda, working his way along the other's jawline down to the crook of his neck, nuzzling that spot that makes his hackles rise, nipping it playfully before making his way down to the other's chest. 
"Oh, fucking hell you are good at this."
A rough tongue dances along the outline of his perky nipple. Too few people actually work for it, having gotten used to going straight for the jewels. But this guy knew better. Alex's cool façade is crumbling quickly, as he is unable to keep his hands to himself, letting one descend on the other's neck, playfully massaging and pinching the scruff, the paw between his legs squeezing him in turn. 	And just like that, Sato stops, pushing himself up again, just like before, paws planted against Alex's broad pecks, his shadow towering over him. "Aki has made us some extra dessert, care to taste it?"
Alex cocks an bemused eyebrow at that offer. There is nothing written in Sato's face, yes or no it seemed to be the same to him. Although, as Alex's gaze followed the light downward along the soft planes of his body, where it gently strokes the tent in his pyjama bottoms, his body tells a different story. He flashes his pearly whites. "Sure, I'll have some." He says, letting his finger lightly tap against the tip of the fox's tent, seeing the smallest hint of emotion flashing over that face in just an instance, while he moves to get up.
	
	Aki is already waiting for them, smiling contently as always, when they enter the kitchen. Alex tilts his head, wondering just how much the conversation he has managed to overhear. The feline leans casually against the counter, opting for a wide t-shirt and a pair of boxers over pj-bottoms. His half mane is tussled, giving him a careless air. In the semi darkness of the apartment they could almost be brothers, were it not for the few obvious differences in their appearance. With big black letters the words on Aki's chest announces: ‘feel free to bury a bone'. Despite the feline's normally carefree appearance, the atmosphere has shifted in the small apartment, and Alex can't be really sure who is the one calling the shots right now. He snickers. This isn't new to these guys.
"I was told you had something for me."
Aki nods. "Yes I did," he replies happily, ignoring the look he is receiving from the Dalmatian who is obviously still sporting one raging boner in his underwear. "Wanna try some?" He asks, looking over his shoulder while retrieving a rather sizable bowl of what seems to be cream. 
"Sure I want to try some of that." Alex replies, not keeping his eyes off of the other's rear. 

	From the corner of his eye he sees Sato keeping an eye on him, crossing his arms. He grins, keeping up his staring while the liger places the large bowl in the middle of the counter top. He looks up, seeing Alex staring. Slowly he sweeps his finger through the cream, collecting a sizable scoop of the stuff. He holds it up for the bigger male, smiling innocently. There is annoyance in the fox's stance, at being ignored by Alex, one that isn't like his normal ‘fuck you all' one. The Dalmatian grabs the liger's wrist, tugging him to come forward and in one motion devouring the other's finger, sucking and licking the cream of the covered digit.
"O-hnn..."
A myriad of emotions flicker across the teen's features, his eyes fluttering while his partner pierces them with his gaze. At the exit of the kitchen, near the table, Sato's nostrils flare.

	Alex tugs the other closer, using his free paw to seize the bowl and scooping more of the cream up. "Hmmm, so good." He says with a snicker, swiping a bit across the feline's features, and subsequently licks it off with long strokes. "You should taste it." He whispers holding up a dirty finger for the liger, who looks at it, then at him, then back at the finger and opens his mouth to stick out his tongue. The next moment his mouth is covered by the Dalmatian's, who immediately shoves his tongue into the other's muzzle, his finger trapped between them, and quickly cleaned by the battling appendixes. Sato's nails dig into the skin of his arm. No doubt he had thought up this little scheme, and was peeved at not being allowed to play.

	When finally Alex breaks away, leaving the feline standing, shaky, flustered, and languidly turns to the other teen. He scoops up a finger full of the stuff and holds it out for him. 
"You want some?" He asks sweetly, waiting for the fox to take that first step before feeding the finger to Aki, not taking his eyes off Sato. 
"I'll have some." The fox grunts, eyes shooting almost fire. "If I can lick it from you big, hard cock."
My, my such language. Alex however just snickers, tilting his head to the side. "That can be arranged."
And casually slips his boxers down his leg, stepping out of them and kicking them to the side. He moves to the side, leaning back casually against the edge of the countertop. He grins. "Would you like to do the honours?" He asks, averting his gaze at the last possible moment to look at Aki, who swallows, smiles, and nods. The bowl scrapes across the stone when Alex nudges it calmly over to the feline who scoops up a paw full and slowly slides down on his knees, and starts working the creamy mess on the large boner jutting out arrogantly from the Dalmatian's body, who shudders the moment the cold cream comes into contact with his heated flesh. A content sigh escapes his lips as he places his paw on the liger's shoulder. "Ahhh... just like that... don't... forget the knot." From underneath his lashes he stares at the fox, whose gaze keeps gliding over every inch of his body, devouring it, and yet remains standing, arms crossed, the only thing betraying his state of mind are his eyes, and the fact he chews lightly on the edge of his lip.

	The Dalmatian looks down; "Don't worry about the mess, I'm pretty sure you will clean it up perfectly." His abs rippled while Aki keeps on pumping his rigid length, making sure that every inch is covered in the slippery, greasy cream. "Come here Sato-kun." He beckons, feeling a strange pleasure in using this diminutive for the fox, who obeys, stepping into the light of the still half open fridge, revealing his hard body, lean without an ounce of fat, perfectly defined in all the right places. Good enough to run your tongue over for hours, but that is something he can always do... later. "How do you think he's coming along?" He asks playfully, as if Aki was simply making a painting, or building a birdhouse.

	Sato's gaze slides down his body, following the curve of his chest, the dip between his abs down along the v-shape of his hips that point the way to the blushing, and by now cream covered cock. The cream has gotten into his fur, making the hairs cling together, yet adding only to the electrifying atmosphere. The fox's breath gushes out of his nostrils, lust tugging in his gut towards the hard shaft held so delicately between Aki's two fingers while the cat works cream along the underside. He feels the older male's gaze holding him, watching him for any sign of weakness, which he loathes to show, but... his tongue darts out, lapping against his lips. 

	"Come." He looks up and takes a step forward. His paws are only inches removed from the Dalmatian's body, his fingers itch. The other takes him by the wrist, tugging him closer until his body collides with the bare, athletic form. The tall guy leans down, luring him into a sloppy kiss, before breaking away and whispering: "Now, you are going to get on your knees and have a little taste, and after you've cleaned every inch of me you are going to watch while I drill your little brother, and after... well after I might even fuck you." And with a little nod he dismisses the teen, who slowly sinks down along his body, to his knees. His face remains impassive, his stare ever directed upward as he takes over the base of the Dal's cock from his foster brother. Slowly he averts it, coming face to face with the large, beating flesh. Nothing betrays the kits inner emotion as he takes one, long, languid lick moving from the base all the way up to the tip, his tongue covered with white cream before he slowly drags it back into the cavern of his muzzle. His Adams apple bobs up and down the second he swallows. A soft chuckle escapes the throat above him, silenced by a soft gasp the second his tongue goes in for another taste.

	"Aren't you going to share that?" His maw still wide open, tongue plastered against the side of the Dalmatian's length, he looks up. This is... fucking priceless. Grinning from ear to ear Alex keeps hold of that gaze, relishing the emotions that flicker behind those dark eyes. And best of all, the fox is relishing it too. Not giving the fox any choice in the matter, he places his paw between the liger's ears, ruffling his already messed up mane, gently coaxing him forward. Two slender fingers join Sato's own around the base of Alex's cock, and together their tongues join on the sensitive underside of the male's shaft. As one their tongues move upward, wrapping around both sides of him, slipping and sliding across the cream covered expanse. Aki quickly busies himself with the blushing head, while Sato works his way down and stats to lick the know waiting there for him, one free paw slipping between the canine's legs and slowly massaging the large, plump, balls dangling there.

	The fox, ever ready to show his eagerness, moves away from the male's shaft, letting his tongue lovingly lap the abs that harden to his touch. His one paw still lightly playing with the male's knot his tongue makes its way up to his navel.
"Eager one... aren't you..." He looks down along his own naked body, catching the gaze of two sets of eyes staring up at him, a familiar flame burning behind each of them. He lets out a content sigh, before leaning back, his rear shoved against the edge of the counter, a grin spread out on his lips from ear to ear.
"Oh, hi Brenner."