There was an advantage to the stealthy approach, Qwazzy thought, as he stared approvingly at the gorgeous Flareon rump before him. The male was crouched in a particularly hollow bush, observing her from within - he hadn't moved for several minutes, and he was sure that the femme wasn't aware of his presence. Then again, the way she moved around to help herself to various berries with her tail raised was rather suspicious, but he still liked to think she was completely oblivious to him.

Time to change that little detail.

It wasn't hard for him to get aroused from the act of spying on her, and she was quite the attractive female - already his blood-red cock was swaying between his legs, the bree knowing just where he wanted to put it. So it was a fairly simple matter to hop out of the bush, pad quickly over to the female, and swiftly mount her rear. "Hello!"

As it turned out, Flanna the Flareon had NOT been aware of his presence, judging by her startled "Eep!" as she felt his  hardened member hotdogging between her furred cheeks. "Jesus, you're quite the silent one," Flanna chided, turning her head to stare at him with an annoyed look. It wasn't all that annoyed, though - he could see a hint of amusement beneath those blues of her eyes.

"Glad I could make you jump," Qwazzy returned with a grin, slapping her firm rear with his forepaw. "Now..... how might you be this fine day?" As he spoke, the dark type nonchalantly lined his tip with her folds, waiting only long enough to make sure he was aligned properly before eagerly thrusting in.

"I'm alrIGHT, thanks," Flanna returned with a loud alteration partway through, caused by the Umbreon's cock pushing into her. "And.. and you, hmm?" The annoyance was gone, replaced with pure amusement as she watched the male atop of her.

"Oh, I'm doing just fine indeed," Qwazzy returned happily, already settling into a rapid pace of humping the female Flareon. Wet squelches and squirts accompanied each penetration, his rod already well accustomed to her internal furnace and not feeling any pain from it. "And I must say, you're exceptionally lovely today," he added, with another spank of his paw against her rumpcheeks.

Holding back another "Eep", Flanna felt a blush growing, as it was hard to not feel such with how casually the bree managed to mount and rut her. She could feel that blood-red and stiff malehood slipping in and out of her, slick with her juices already, his furred balls repeatedly thwacking against her rear with every roll of his hips. "And you're... rather eager today," she managed, glancing at his red eyes with a smile, her four legs quivering. 

"Hard not to be with such a lovely and - dare I say it? - sexy Flareon around," Qwazzy retorted, leaning in to lick at her cheek as he pounded away on her back end. "Anything to make your day just a bit brighter!"

"Oh sure, that's your motivation," she muttered back with a giggle, leaning to him and locking their lips together. 

The seal of their muzzles lasted well into the remainder of the spontaneous breeding session, the dark type tilting his head to better lock their lips as they kissed, his tongue invading her muzzle to engage hers in a riveted and energetic dance. As the slippery muscles intertwined, each getting a strong taste of the other, the dark type felt his lust building to a culminating point with little warning. His lips left hers only for a moment, to take a low gasping breath - feeling her do the same - before leaning right back into it, lovingly sharing the awkward but heated kiss as he slammed his breecock into her one final time, the male tool shuddering wildly as ropes of thick breecum flooded into her, painting the walls of her womb rather white with the sticky and gooey fluid. He could almost feel his balls shrink against his groin as he emptied himself into her, his member thoroughly soaked with her honey, the smell of it sunken into his crotchfur and orbs.

As his afterglow settled in, the bree finished up the gentle kiss with a loving lap at her lips, pulling away and staring into her eyes. Their gazes held for a long moment, the two just enjoying the brief but intimate moment of body joined with body, the exchange of passion they'd indulged in.

"... well, it was nice seeing you again," Qwazzy suddenly said, leaning back and swiftly exiting her - the Umbreon's soaked rod shivering in the comparatively cold air before slowly receding back into its furred sheath. "I'll have to come visit you more often, I think," he added in amusement, pecking her cheek. Flanna could only return the peck with an amused look, before the dark type was darting off into the treeline. "Take care!" He called back, before vanishing from sight.

Flanna was not in the least upset with how quickly the Umbreon had come and gone - or perhaps come, came, and gone would be more accurate. The bree didn't always do that - sometimes he came for more extended visits, even ones with no intimacy at all, perhaps worried that she otherwise wouldn't think he truly cared about her instead of that spot between her legs. But she knew better - she knew he just had quite a liking to the "hard, fast, and casual" style of copulation, among other styles. And admittedly she liked it too - liked the thrill of knowing one of her male friends could dart out of the bushes at any moment and fuck her silly while casually asking how her day had been before saying goodbye and darting off. It was unusual, it was brief, but somehow it was also oh so sexy.

"Hmmph.... males," she muttered with a smile, sitting herself down by the bush she'd tried to take a berry from earlier and leaning down to clean up under her tail with laps of her tongue. That bree, always making such a mess...