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Had writer’s block halfway through, and December in particular was a pretty dry month for me writing-wise. To make up for the tardiness, this chapter is 5k words and has some much needed lewdness. Enjoy!\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Summary
After sledding for most of the day, Charlie and Lance get some much needed alone time atop a hill.

Author’s Note
Well, this one took a while to get out. Had writer’s block halfway through, and December in particular was a pretty dry month for me writing-wise. To make up for the tardiness, this chapter is 5k words and has some much needed lewdness. Enjoy!
", "writing": "An exhausted fletchinder lay sprawled out on the hilltop, gazing up as snowflakes sprinkled down on him from the sky. It was a nice, quiet moment. A special moment. One Charlie shared with Lance, the vulpix equally silent as he watched the snow, white as his fur, fall to the Earth. \n\nCharlie kept his wings outstretched, letting them brush Lance’s fur as he declared, “I'm pooped.” He shuffled on the snowpile they lied in, smoldering a bit. Not enough to melt the snow, just enough to keep his butt from freezing off. “Today was fun, but now I want to relax.”\n\nThere was a sigh next to him. \"Tell me about it. I'm going to sleep so good tonight. And don't even get me started on my sister.\" Charlie wasn't going to, but when Lance had something to say, he said it. \"You saw how excitable she was, right? Imagine that, but [i]always[/i]. Just being around her makes me tired. Ugh. I love her, but ugh.\"\n\nRolling his eyes, Charlie thought back to their day. The sledding went on nearly until sunset. While absolutely a blast, he could only take so much excitement before crashing. The rest agreed. Not Sasha, though. Lance was right: she had been a bouncing ball of energy until the very end. \n\nWhen it was time for everyone to go, Lexi, In a gesture Charlie was grateful for, took the younger vulpix home, allowing him and Lance the opportunity for some actual alone time. Even Nicky left, though that was unfortunate. He'd have to surprise her tomorrow with a visit. He hoped she wouldn't be mad at him.\n\nWith everyone else gone, it was the first time they've truly been alone since becoming boyfriends. Or was it boyfriend and girlfriend? Charlie still wasn't quite sure how that worked. Did him having a vagina make him female now? Even if that were the case, did it matter? It must have, given the way he kept stressing about it. He needed to get this off his chest. And who better than his best-friend-turned-boyfriend? \n\n\"Can we talk?\" Charlie asked.\n\n\"About what?\"\n\nCharlie tracked a particularly fat snowflake's trajectory toward the ground. \"You know. Stuff.\" Losing sight of the snowflake, he switched to another one. \"Have you ever thought about—\" he paused, reconsidering his words. \"If you could be a girl for a day, what would you do?\"\n\nLance sucked in an audible breath. \"Um. How honest do you want me to be?\"\n\nGlancing to his left at Lance, he said, serious as could be, \"Answer as if your life is at stake.\" He held a serious expression for a second. Then two. They both burst into laughter. Still giggling, Charlie continued, \"Just be honest with me, okay? We're a thing now, but I'm still your best friend first. We can still be open with each other, can’t we? I'm just, I'd really like to know what you'd do in my situation.\"\n\nHe could tell the question was embarrassing for the vulpix. But despite that, Lance seemed to be mulling it over. Giving it an honest thought. \"You know me, I'd probably… uh, look at myself? Then, uh, you know. Touch myself.\" He glanced away, ears flat against his head. \"Yeah.\"\n\nCharlie’s heart raced at the answer. He expected it, maybe, but it was still refreshing to hear, given that the first thing [i]he[/i] did after learning his true sex was masturbate. He was normal. Or at least meant he was similar to Lance. Which was better than normal. \n\n\"Can I ask you a question now?\" Lance whispered.\n\nCharlie's heart beat faster. \"Y-yeah, anything.\"\n\nLance took a deep breath. \"You're… still into girls, right?\" If possible, Lance's ears fell even flatter. Which was the best representation of how Charlie also felt. \"I know that's a stupid question, I know, but I was thinking about it and I was wondering that if you're still into girls, then what do you like about me?\" Still looking away from him, he kept talking, \"Do you even [i]like[/i] what I have? You know. My sheath? And other things?\"\n\nAnd there it was. Charlie's mouth felt dry, and not even licking his beak helped. \"I, uh, maybe? I'm definitely into girls still. But I've been curious about your sheath, and your balls, and I guess even your p-penis before.\" [i]He's your best friend, it's fine. You can talk about this with him. \"[/i]And maaaaybe I'm curious about your tailhole too. Since everything is separate for you, it's kinda exotic, you know? So even if I'm not attracted to all those things, they are [i]new[/i], and new is exciting.\"\n\nGetting this out in the open was a huge weight off his back. It felt [i]good[/i] to share this with Lance. Right. As if he was meant to talk about this with him, meant to get it off his chest. \n\nLance was quiet for a moment. \"My tailhole?\" he repeated, now looking at him. His ears weren't flat anymore, but sticking up straight. Attentive. \"You have a tailhole too, what's so special about that?\"\n\nIt was Charlie's turn to look away. The snow became very interesting again. \"Like I said,\" he murmured. \"It's different. My tailhole is hidden, kind of tucked away inside? But for you, and most pokemon I know, it's out in the open. All of your bits are. As if you're flaunting all your stuff.\"\n\n\"Our stuff?\" he said, chuckling. \"That's a funny way to say it.\"\n\nCharlie had to laugh too. \"It is, isn't it? But it's true! You have stuff but I have a single opening. Boy, girl, it's so easy to tell vulpix and ninetales apart. Even with Lexi it's easy to see she's a girl.\"\n\n\"Checking Lexi out now?\" he said, smiling to show he wasn't being serious. \"Should I be worried?\"\n\n\"Yes,\" he answered with confidence. Then, making his voice high and chirpy, he proclaimed, \"I was planning to seduce her with my feminine wiles.\"\n\nLance snorted. \"Feminine wiles? You?\"\n\n\"Hey! I have the parts, how hard can the rest be?\" \n\nAcknowledging the reality of his situation was freeing. Talking about it, bringing it up, causally referring to everything… it was fun. Maybe Lexi was right. Pointing it out really did make things easier. But now that it was on his mind, it was time to ask what he really wanted to ask. \n\n[i]Here goes. [/i]“Do you think I should think of myself as a girl, or a boy?\" He immediately ducked his head. He felt so very silly. \n\nNext to him, Lance squirmed. \"That's, uh, I don't think I'm smart enough to answer that. Do you still think of yourself as a boy?\"\n\n\"...Yes?\" he hesitantly said. \"Maybe? I don't know. I [i]feel[/i] like a boy, like in my mind there is this blanket of snow, and everything in that just feels male. Maybe it's because that's what I'm used to. But then again, I'm not as attached to the [i]idea[/i] of being a boy as I was a few days ago. Even if I feel male.\" At Lance's questioning gaze, he just spread out his wings further and groaned. \"Heck if I know. It's hard to explain. I'm not good at it. If you learned you were always female, what would [i]you[/i] do?\"\n\n\"Probably be confused, because I'm clearly not a girl.\" Charlie scowled at Lance. \"Just being honest!\"\n\nGroaning, it took all he had not to lean over and peck his snoot. \"That's not the point. Pretend it [i]isn't [/i]obvious. You learn, for some reason, you're a girl. Always have been. You have girl parts, you go through heats, and you can have babies. Would you think of yourself as a boy? Even though you're not?\"\n\nHe slumped back, looking up at the falling snow. \"I don't know,\" Lance admitted. \"I think I might try it out, you know? See if being a girl works out. But if it feels weird or wrong, then definitely a boy.\"\n\nCharlie sat up to make eye contact with the lounging vulpix. \"What do you mean 'try it out'?\"\n\nLance sat up as well. \"Maybe think of yourself as a girl for a bit, then go back to thinking of yourself as a boy,\" Lance explained. He shook specks of snow off his fur. \"Who knows, maybe it'll help? I've always wondered what it'd be like to be a girl, and now you get the chance to, you know, play the part. I'm not trying to lessen what you're going through, but… maybe it won't be as bad as you think?\"\n\nCharlie stared at the vulpix as his mind processed what was being said. He knew Lance wasn't downplaying this. Lance [i]had[/i] told him about his curiosity of the opposite sex, many times in fact. Charlie had shared similar feelings. Ironic in hindset, maybe, but the curiosity had been [i]real[/i]. It was genuine. To them, girls were enigmatic, cryptic creatures with an impossible mystery between their legs. \n\nConsidering how, ahem, [i]thoroughly[/i] he explored himself a few days ago, the curiosity had apparently never left. \n\nHe finally understood Lance, then. What he felt, how he thought. It was like… it [i]clicked. [/i]He wanted to uncover the mysteries of the opposite sex together. And now Lance was the opposite sex. Always had been. He was curious. Very curious. \n\nCharlie always wondered about the differences between himself and other pokemon, but he’d always thought girls were the ones most different. Now he knew better. Boys were the different ones. Boys were the unknown, the ones with strange anatomy. \n\nMaybe he’d have fun uncovering [i]their[/i] secrets instead?\n\n\"Lance?\" he began, staring into the vulpix's bright blue eyes. \"I, uh,\" he coughed, feathers fluffing up, \"I hope this isn’t weird, but can I see it? Like how I showed you mine?\"\n\n“You want to see?” Lance said, sounding... pleasantly surprised? Charlie hadn’t been expecting that, but given Lance’s personality he honestly should have. He felt silly for even worrying for a moment. “Really?! Of course you can!\"\n\nLance’s enthusiasm allowed Charlie to relax. “Oh, phew. I almost thought you’d be— I don’t know. Um. Are you fine with showing me here? I don’t think anyone will see us.” He looked around, and all he saw was the snowy rim around the compression (caused by Nicky) they were in. “We could basically do [i]anything[/i] up here and no one would know.” Charlie wasn’t sure why he pointed [i]that [/i]out, or why his heart was pounding again. The feelings he felt right then couldn't be described. \n\n“Yeah...” He trailed off, eyes going unfocused, before perking back up. “So! Should I get on my back?” \n\nCharlie's heart began thumping. \"You sure about this? I don't want to make you uncomfortable.\" He didn't know why he was worried. Lance had been the instigator the first time. He had asked to see his cloaca. It should be obvious that Lance would be fine with the reverse. Expected, really. \n\nBut there was a clear difference. Unlike before, this was distinctly sexual. It was still about curiosity, yes, but now that they were dating, the other implications couldn’t be ignored. Even thinking of what he’d see had his tail feathers rising, a heat building in his belly. And this time he didn’t try to hide it. Lance got hard when they kissed, so what if he got aroused too? \n\n\"I want you to see,\" Lance said after the moment of silence. \"I kind of want you to do more than see. Not sex!\" he quickly added, correctly assuming he'd be taken aback. \"I mean, like, maybe you want to… touch it? Like with a wing?\"\n\nCharlie licked his beak. \"Isn't that a little fast?\"\n\n\"I'm only saying, if you [i]do[/i] want to touch, you can.\"\n\nCharlie trusted Lance. If this was anyone else, he'd probably think they were trying to ease him into mating. Escalate things until the inevitable. Charlie didn't think he was ready for that. Not before he realized he was a girl, and definitely not now. Having someone go [i]inside[/i]? The same place he had squeezed out an egg? Ew. No.\n\nThen why did the thought of mating make him feel warm and gooey inside?\n\nCharlie nodded. Lance wasted no time in getting onto all fours, turning around, and flopping over, putting everything he had on full display. Heating up, literally, Charlie leaned forward and[i] looked[/i]. Lance was unmistakably male. Fuzzy balls, fuzzier sheath—with a hint of blue sticking out that was absolutely the beginnings of a boner—and below all that a subtle tailhole he could barely make out amongst the fur. \n\nForepaws tucked against his chest and tails fanned out along the ground, Lance was actually kind of cute. He looked bashful to him. Embarrassed, maybe? Said embarrassment grew more obvious the longer Charlie looked, until Lance's ears began to fold back. \"I-is— does it look okay?\"\n\nCharlie blinked. \"Huh? It's fine.\"\n\n\"Oh. Cool. I just— you were staring a while.\" His voice grew soft. \"Am I sexy at all? Um, sorry if that's weird to ask, I'm just really nervous and I want to know that I don't look weird down there. It doesn't look weird, right?\"\n\nCharlie had to resist laughing, because he knew it was a serious question in his mind. When Lance looked at his vent, he felt similarly anxious. He did give actual thought to the question, though. Especially to the little tip of the vulpix's penis. It made him feel… strange. The more he stared, the stranger the feeling became. Was this attraction? He couldn't tell. It did make him feel hotter, and maybe excited. And his vent did kinda [i]clench[/i] in that way it did when aroused. So that was fun. He shook his tail feathers to try and rid himself of the sensation, but that somehow made it worse. \n\nWas he attracted to Lance’s penis? If so, that would definitely make their relationship easier. He didn’t know how it would feel to be dating someone whose genitals he didn’t like. So that was nice. It felt good to enjoy his boyfriend’s body. \n\n\"You’re perfect,\" he eventually said, Lance's ears perking up. He felt a little weird being so direct, and added, \"I mean, you're really cute. Like, um.\" [i]Kind of girly looking,[/i] he wanted to say, though didn't for obvious reasons. Even if it was true. \"Can I call you adorable? Is that weird?\"\n \n\"Adorable?\" he repeated in a whisper. \"I'll take adorable.\"\n\nCharlie trilled with laughter. \"Good! You better take it. Because then I'd have to call you sexy. Which might just be weirder.\"\n\n\"H-hey, why's that weirder than calling me adorable? I'm totally sexy!\" Lance stood up and struck a pose, nose raised and tails straight. Naturally, he was still hard. That tapered shaft of dark blue was suddenly all Charlie could stare at. It was there. Rigid. Impossible to ignore. \"See, s— oh, crap, sorry!\" He shifted, hiding himself with his tails, ears flat. \"Forgot I was still, um, yeah…\"\n\n\"N-no, it's fine,\" he said, trying and failing to peek through the tails. \"I was still looking. Don't hide yourself. Can I keep looking?\" Charlie couldn't say why he was so interested, only that he was.\n\nLance nodded quietly, moving his tails out of the way and lifting a hind leg. Again, Charlie was greeted with blue. He moved to get a closer look. The tip had a strange shape to it. Like a long triangle with a little tube sticking out of the end. \n\n[i]I wonder what it would feel like against my vent[/i]. The thought struck him out of nowhere. It was insistent, strong. Impossible to shake off now that it had shown itself. Like a blizzard, the idea—no, the [i]urge[/i] was all-encompassing. Charlie kept his eyes trained on Lance's length, considering. He didn't want to have sex with Lance. Really, he didn't. But just pressing against him, letting his cloacal lips kiss against his penis, would that be so bad? \n\nCharlie meant to say it, to ask to [i]touch privates[/i] with his boyfriend… but his beak wouldn't budge. He was too scared. Too worried. What if he liked it too much and went all the way? He wasn't sure if vulpix and fletchinder could have children, but he wasn't willing to find out. Not now. Not when he had eggs developing inside him.\n\nSo instead, Charlie asked, \"Can I touch you?\" He lifted a leg, showing off the underside of his three-toed feet. His talons gleamed, Lance's eyes widening at the sight, so Charlie quickly lowered the offending limb and added, \"I'll be careful! Please?\"\n\n\"Your talons are really long,\" he whispered.\n\nCharlie couldn't deny that. They were long. And sharp. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Thinking fast, he said, \"What about my beak? I could, um, lick you? Then you can lick me after.\"\n\nLance's ears perked up. \"Really?!\"\n\nHe shuffled on his feet. \"Y-yeah. I want to do more stuff with you, but I don't want to go too far yet.\" [i]Liar. [/i]\"Licking isn't that far, right? Oral is perfectly normal.\" Lexi apparently enjoyed oral. A lot. Surely it would feel good for Lance? And then there were Charlie's own sessions beak-stuffing himself. Those were [i]fantastic.[/i]\n\nThere was a stationary shuffle in Lance's step. \"Are you sure? I mean, I'm totally down for it. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable.\"\n\nLance's worry melted his heart. \"I'm very sure. I'll even let you cum.\" Where did [i]that[/i] come from? He hadn't planned on pleasuring him to orgasm at all, but it did make sense. Charlie was curious what it would be like. All he produced during climax were dribbles, barely a squirt. If that. Watching a [i]real[/i] male cum would put things into perspective.\n\nAt least, that was what he told himself to justify how arousing it was to think of Lance cumming. \n\nLance seemed very excited indeed. Almost prancing in place as he shed anxious energy. \"Oh, gosh, I'm so nervous! What should I do? Get on my back again? What will it feel like? Are you going to like it? What if I taste bad?\"\n\nAs Lance worked himself up, Charlie's confidence grew. Lance was just as nervous as he was. And that was [i]refreshing. [/i]Sadly, this confidence came at the cost of his best friend, so he walked over and nuzzled the side of his snout with his beak. \"I'm nervous too. We can be nervous together! Oh, and back please. Anything else would be awkward.\"\n\nLance grinned bashfully and kissed him, making Charlie swoon, before much more confidently rolling over, exposing his belly—and everything else—once again. \"Like this?\" he teased, though Charlie could hear a small quiver in his voice. \n\n\"Perfect,\" Charlie said, stepping forward so his feet were on either side of his tails. He licked his beak, but it wasn't a nervous tick. This was anticipation. How should he approach this? Lance's blue shaft stood proud between his legs, thin and smooth. He knew from a talk with the vulpix, about a year ago, that this wasn't full mast. He had a knot inside, or something? It only came out when stimulated, and only inflated when he was close. \n\nIt was a fascinating concept. How could such a small sheath contain it all? It didn't look like anything was still in there. Wait, no. He squinted. There definitely was a bulge. \"Doesn't that hurt?\" Charlie asked, staring at the tiny tube of furry flesh straining to hold back his knot. \"It looks really tight.\"\n\n\"N-no.\" Lance squirmed. His tip flexed. \"But it gets kinda uncomfortable after a while if I don't take care of it. The sheath traps most of it in there, and I have to,\" his voice lowered, ears back, \"peel it back to feel better.\"\n\nCharlie couldn't imagine. Not even a little bit. Did that mean, all this time, he was needy and uncomfortable and hadn't said anything? Just feeling tight and hot and [i]horny[/i]. Now that he could relate to. \"Want me to lick you now?\"\n\n\"Yes!\" he squeaked, taking Charlie aback at the eagerness in his voice. Though, perhaps he shouldn’t have been too surprised. This would be their first sexual encounter. Ever. There was a brief pause as Lance seemed to realize how eager he seemed. \"Uh, I mean, please?\"\n\n“It’s okay,” Charle assured him. “I’m excited too.” Then he leaned in, opened his beak, and hesitated one last moment before sticking his tongue out. He glanced up at Lance, and stared into his wide, nervous, [i]excited[/i] eyes. That look of anxious anticipation gave him the courage to do what he wanted to: he licked the leaking tip of Lance’s penis.\n\nNow, Charlie’s sense of taste wasn’t amazing or anything, but it also wasn’t terrible either, and even then the taste of Lance’s pre was way stronger than he expected. He nearly reeled back with surprise, maybe even with a bit of disgust. His brain screamed at him, [i]what are you doing?! You’re not into guys! This is gross! This was a mistake! He tastes so weird![/i] Only for him to snarkily respond, [i]I’m female, this is perfectly straight. He doesn’t taste that gross. Shut up.[/i]\n\nMiraculously, that silenced the doubts. \n\nWith that mental hiccup out of the way, Charlie could better focus on the specifics of his best friend’s cum. It was… bitter? Salty, almost? Not terribly so. Just a dash of flavor. Barely enough to really notice if he hadn’t been hyper aware of it. Honestly, his own fluids tasted worse than this. At least Lance wasn’t [i]tangy[/i]. \n\nHe went in for another lick, lingering this time to better pick up the texture. Lance’s penis twitched against his tongue, the vulpix letting out a soft exhale. He felt even stranger than he tasted. Smooth, slick, and kinda sticky. The stuff his own body produced had a similar consistency, and he wondered if they were so different after all. Didn’t Lance say his cum was thicker than this?\n\nAfter a few licks, Lance seemed to have grown even harder. Not longer—maybe he was as long as he could get?—but he definitely looked ready for something. Charle stopped licking, and looked into Lance’s wide blue eyes. “Is this your cum?” he asked. “It’s not very thick. Kinda watery. Isn’t it supposed to be thick?”\n\n“Um, this is just pre,” he whispered, flushing. “I’m not close to, um, an orgasm, so you won’t see it come out.”\n\nCharlie nodded. “That makes sense. Did that feel good?”\n\n“Not really?” Charlie’s mood dipped, and so did his wings. “I-I mean, it tingled a lot! But I don’t think I’ll cum this way.”\n\n“Oh.” Charlie considered this. Did he even want to give Lance an orgasm? It would be messy. It might be gross. His ‘pre’ tasted weird enough. But the thought of it, of making him feel [i]pleasure[/i], of having him squirt down his throat— he blinked. [i]My throat? Why would I think that?[/i] Now that the thought was there, it wouldn’t go away. Just thinking about how Lance would feel, what he would think as he blew a load down his throat… it excited him. Made his feathers fluff up. \n\nCharlie wondered if Lance would like it if he put it in his mouth. That would feel good, right? He didn’t have any teeth, aside from some ridges on the roof of his mouth. But he could be careful. Just keep it against his tongue. His arousal grew from the idea, until he [i]had[/i] to suggest it. Had to.\n\nHe squirmed in the snow. “Do you… would it be okay… um, can I suck you off?” He flinched at the look of surprise in Lance’s eyes. “If— I don’t know. It just sounds fun?”\n\nA heartbeat passed before Lance uttered a quiet, “Um, isn't that a little fast?\" Charlie stared at him. Lance stared back. They burst into giggles, just laughing at the absurdity of that statement. They both knew Lance would love it. Maybe Charlie would love it, too. Once the giggles ceased, Lance said, \"Yes! Definitely okay.\"\n\n[i]This is actually happening. I'm about to suck Lance off. [/i]He glanced between Lance's eager, though shy, expression and the cock standing proud on his lap. Should he just go for it? Open wide and engulf him? Or take his time? \n\nHis body seemed to decide for him, as he was already leaning in, tongue extending as if he were about to lick an icicle. Then he made contact. Lance’s penis was warmer than he expected of an ice type, and kinda springy? Definitely soft, but with a firmness to it that sorta made sense given the intended use of a penis. \n\nHe kept his tongue curled against Lance’s tip, enjoying how he twitched, then pulled away in a panic after the little tube-like tip at the top buckled under the sight pressure. “Are you okay?!”\n\nLance blinked down at him. “Um, yes?” he said, sounding a lot less in pain than he’d expect someone who’s sensitive tip bent. Said tip that had bounced right back after Charlie let go of it. That only confused Charlie more. Didn’t he just break it? “Why'd You stop?”\n\n“Your tip, I— I thought I— Isn’t it a bone? My Dad told me there's a bone in there! I thought I broke it...”\n\n“You thought—” Lance broke into giggles. Charlie slumped. He had never felt so silly. “The bone isn’t at my tip! It’s, like, sure, it’s in there, but it’s not [i]right[/i] there. Please don't worry about hurting me, okay? You’d have to, like, peck at it or scrap it against your beak to hurt me.” \n\n“O-okay, sorry.”\n\nExamining the tip one more time, Charlie decided to just go for it. No more teasing. So he opened up, tilted his head sideways, and leaned in, slowly taking Lance into his beak, mindful of the sharp bits at the roof of his mouth. Lance's penis slid along his tongue, the taste of an excited vulpix impossible to ignore. It was unique, kinda sweaty but with a twang to it he could get used to. Charlie swallowed automatically once Lance's tip brushed the back of his throat, and the vulpix tensed up, giving a full-body shudder as he bucked forward, sliding the rest of himself inside in one go.\n\nNor for the first time, Charlie praised his lack of a gag reflex. \n\n\"That feels… You're really t-tight… warm… Oh, jeez...\" Lance's sheath smushed against his tongue, the entire throbbing length buried in Charlie's throat. It was, well, it was weird, he couldn't lie. He couldn’t help but gulp every couple of seconds, like there was a small fish stuck in his throat he couldn't wait to get down. He felt so full, Lance's penis pulsing in his esophagus, full of life and warmth, each of Lance's rapid heartbeats making it even larger. He could still breath through his nostrils, but he didn't know for how much longer that would be the case. \n\nLance seemed to enjoy it when he swallowed, which encouraged Charlie to swallow more, leading to his best friend bucking his hips again, pressing his sheath to where his beak ended and mouth began, forcing said beak even wider to compensate. Kinda strained his jaw, honestly. He'd definitely regret this later…\n\n...Or right now, because suddenly he couldn't breathe. Lance had grown massively, feeling as though his tip were tickling his stomach. Honestly, it might have been. But what worried him was the thickness. It began to plug his throat, just behind where he took in air from. While he didn't have a gag reflex, he most definitely could [i]manually [/i]gag when lacking air. Which he did. Loudly.\n\nLance didn't notice. He had closed his eyes, simply enjoying the wonderful sensations he was giving him. [i]Well, good for Lance, because I'm choking for his pleasure![/i]\n\nDeciding enough was enough, Charlie pulled back, and shuddered at the distinctly [i]wrong[/i] sensation of Lance’s slimy, throbbing penis going out the wrong way. But there was a catch. Lance's knot had been growing, and it was proving tricky to pass his beak from the other side. Dizzy dread shot down his spine. It was locked in. Lance had knotted his beak. \n\nSomething about this situation was a lot more arousing than it should have been, making his cloaca tense and relax in slow, tingly waves. He did not have time to sort out whatever the heck [i]that[/i] was. \n\nBefore Charlie could try to pull back again, Lance tensed up, letting out a gasping whimper as his penis twitched inside him. Then it twitched again, and again, each accompanied by another shudder from the vulpix. It wasn’t until the fourth twitch that Charlie noticed the warmth filling his gut. His eyes widened. Lance was cumming directly into his stomach!\n\nDespite the burning need between his legs [i]insisting[/i] he loved this, Charlie decided enough was enough and opened his beak as much as he could, eventually feeling a [i]pop[/i], allowing him to pull back with great expediency. Lance's penis slid out of his throat with an audible slurp, Lance yelping as he was removed from the tight, warm hole he had been enjoying. [i]He better have enjoyed it, because I am NOT doing this again anytime soon… As hot as it kinda was. [/i]\n\nCharlie only managed a few gasping breaths before realizing his face was still in range of Lance’s tip. It was too late. He squawked as the first spurt struck true, and narrowly avoided the next by a single feather. But that was secondary to the fact that his [i]boyfriend[/i] had just stood by as he suffocated.\n\n \"Hey!\" Charlie chastised, glaring at the doped-out vulpix. \"I couldn't breathe, you know!\"\n\nNow [i]that[/i] sobered him up. \"Sorry! I— I didn't realize! I'm so, so very sorry!\" His apology would have been more impactful if his penis hadn't flung a watery rope across his chest. Lance's ears fell, only for another spurt, this one particularly powerful, to make it all the way to his nose. He went cross eyed.\n\nCharlie’s anger evaporated into a fit of giggles. “Okay, that’s pretty funny. I can’t stay mad at you when you're spraying all over yourself like this. Just be careful next time, okay?” He watched as he continued to squirt, Lance looking deeply embarrassed. Then his ears perked up. \n\n“Next time?” Another spurt hit him on the nose. “Eep!”\n\nCharlie snorted. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "An exhausted fletchinder lay sprawled out on the hilltop, gazing up as snowflakes sprinkled down on him from the sky. It was a nice, quiet moment. A special moment. One Charlie shared with Lance, the vulpix equally silent as he watched the snow, white as his fur, fall to the Earth.

Charlie kept his wings outstretched, letting them brush Lance’s fur as he declared, “I'm pooped.” He shuffled on the snowpile they lied in, smoldering a bit. Not enough to melt the snow, just enough to keep his butt from freezing off. “Today was fun, but now I want to relax.”

There was a sigh next to him. "Tell me about it. I'm going to sleep so good tonight. And don't even get me started on my sister." Charlie wasn't going to, but when Lance had something to say, he said it. "You saw how excitable she was, right? Imagine that, but always. Just being around her makes me tired. Ugh. I love her, but ugh."

Rolling his eyes, Charlie thought back to their day. The sledding went on nearly until sunset. While absolutely a blast, he could only take so much excitement before crashing. The rest agreed. Not Sasha, though. Lance was right: she had been a bouncing ball of energy until the very end.

When it was time for everyone to go, Lexi, In a gesture Charlie was grateful for, took the younger vulpix home, allowing him and Lance the opportunity for some actual alone time. Even Nicky left, though that was unfortunate. He'd have to surprise her tomorrow with a visit. He hoped she wouldn't be mad at him.

With everyone else gone, it was the first time they've truly been alone since becoming boyfriends. Or was it boyfriend and girlfriend? Charlie still wasn't quite sure how that worked. Did him having a vagina make him female now? Even if that were the case, did it matter? It must have, given the way he kept stressing about it. He needed to get this off his chest. And who better than his best-friend-turned-boyfriend?

"Can we talk?" Charlie asked.

"About what?"

Charlie tracked a particularly fat snowflake's trajectory toward the ground. "You know. Stuff." Losing sight of the snowflake, he switched to another one. "Have you ever thought about—" he paused, reconsidering his words. "If you could be a girl for a day, what would you do?"

Lance sucked in an audible breath. "Um. How honest do you want me to be?"

Glancing to his left at Lance, he said, serious as could be, "Answer as if your life is at stake." He held a serious expression for a second. Then two. They both burst into laughter. Still giggling, Charlie continued, "Just be honest with me, okay? We're a thing now, but I'm still your best friend first. We can still be open with each other, can’t we? I'm just, I'd really like to know what you'd do in my situation."

He could tell the question was embarrassing for the vulpix. But despite that, Lance seemed to be mulling it over. Giving it an honest thought. "You know me, I'd probably… uh, look at myself? Then, uh, you know. Touch myself." He glanced away, ears flat against his head. "Yeah."

Charlie’s heart raced at the answer. He expected it, maybe, but it was still refreshing to hear, given that the first thing he did after learning his true sex was masturbate. He was normal. Or at least meant he was similar to Lance. Which was better than normal.

"Can I ask you a question now?" Lance whispered.

Charlie's heart beat faster. "Y-yeah, anything."

Lance took a deep breath. "You're… still into girls, right?" If possible, Lance's ears fell even flatter. Which was the best representation of how Charlie also felt. "I know that's a stupid question, I know, but I was thinking about it and I was wondering that if you're still into girls, then what do you like about me?" Still looking away from him, he kept talking, "Do you even like what I have? You know. My sheath? And other things?"

And there it was. Charlie's mouth felt dry, and not even licking his beak helped. "I, uh, maybe? I'm definitely into girls still. But I've been curious about your sheath, and your balls, and I guess even your p-penis before." He's your best friend, it's fine. You can talk about this with him. "And maaaaybe I'm curious about your tailhole too. Since everything is separate for you, it's kinda exotic, you know? So even if I'm not attracted to all those things, they are new, and new is exciting."

Getting this out in the open was a huge weight off his back. It felt good to share this with Lance. Right. As if he was meant to talk about this with him, meant to get it off his chest.

Lance was quiet for a moment. "My tailhole?" he repeated, now looking at him. His ears weren't flat anymore, but sticking up straight. Attentive. "You have a tailhole too, what's so special about that?"

It was Charlie's turn to look away. The snow became very interesting again. "Like I said," he murmured. "It's different. My tailhole is hidden, kind of tucked away inside? But for you, and most pokemon I know, it's out in the open. All of your bits are. As if you're flaunting all your stuff."

"Our stuff?" he said, chuckling. "That's a funny way to say it."

Charlie had to laugh too. "It is, isn't it? But it's true! You have stuff but I have a single opening. Boy, girl, it's so easy to tell vulpix and ninetales apart. Even with Lexi it's easy to see she's a girl."

"Checking Lexi out now?" he said, smiling to show he wasn't being serious. "Should I be worried?"

"Yes," he answered with confidence. Then, making his voice high and chirpy, he proclaimed, "I was planning to seduce her with my feminine wiles."

Lance snorted. "Feminine wiles? You?"

"Hey! I have the parts, how hard can the rest be?"

Acknowledging the reality of his situation was freeing. Talking about it, bringing it up, causally referring to everything… it was fun. Maybe Lexi was right. Pointing it out really did make things easier. But now that it was on his mind, it was time to ask what he really wanted to ask.

Here goes. “Do you think I should think of myself as a girl, or a boy?" He immediately ducked his head. He felt so very silly.

Next to him, Lance squirmed. "That's, uh, I don't think I'm smart enough to answer that. Do you still think of yourself as a boy?"

"...Yes?" he hesitantly said. "Maybe? I don't know. I feel like a boy, like in my mind there is this blanket of snow, and everything in that just feels male. Maybe it's because that's what I'm used to. But then again, I'm not as attached to the idea of being a boy as I was a few days ago. Even if I feel male." At Lance's questioning gaze, he just spread out his wings further and groaned. "Heck if I know. It's hard to explain. I'm not good at it. If you learned you were always female, what would you do?"

"Probably be confused, because I'm clearly not a girl." Charlie scowled at Lance. "Just being honest!"

Groaning, it took all he had not to lean over and peck his snoot. "That's not the point. Pretend it isn't obvious. You learn, for some reason, you're a girl. Always have been. You have girl parts, you go through heats, and you can have babies. Would you think of yourself as a boy? Even though you're not?"

He slumped back, looking up at the falling snow. "I don't know," Lance admitted. "I think I might try it out, you know? See if being a girl works out. But if it feels weird or wrong, then definitely a boy."

Charlie sat up to make eye contact with the lounging vulpix. "What do you mean 'try it out'?"

Lance sat up as well. "Maybe think of yourself as a girl for a bit, then go back to thinking of yourself as a boy," Lance explained. He shook specks of snow off his fur. "Who knows, maybe it'll help? I've always wondered what it'd be like to be a girl, and now you get the chance to, you know, play the part. I'm not trying to lessen what you're going through, but… maybe it won't be as bad as you think?"

Charlie stared at the vulpix as his mind processed what was being said. He knew Lance wasn't downplaying this. Lance had told him about his curiosity of the opposite sex, many times in fact. Charlie had shared similar feelings. Ironic in hindset, maybe, but the curiosity had been real. It was genuine. To them, girls were enigmatic, cryptic creatures with an impossible mystery between their legs.

Considering how, ahem, thoroughly he explored himself a few days ago, the curiosity had apparently never left.

He finally understood Lance, then. What he felt, how he thought. It was like… it clicked. He wanted to uncover the mysteries of the opposite sex together. And now Lance was the opposite sex. Always had been. He was curious. Very curious.

Charlie always wondered about the differences between himself and other pokemon, but he’d always thought girls were the ones most different. Now he knew better. Boys were the different ones. Boys were the unknown, the ones with strange anatomy.

Maybe he’d have fun uncovering their secrets instead?

"Lance?" he began, staring into the vulpix's bright blue eyes. "I, uh," he coughed, feathers fluffing up, "I hope this isn’t weird, but can I see it? Like how I showed you mine?"

“You want to see?” Lance said, sounding... pleasantly surprised? Charlie hadn’t been expecting that, but given Lance’s personality he honestly should have. He felt silly for even worrying for a moment. “Really?! Of course you can!"

Lance’s enthusiasm allowed Charlie to relax. “Oh, phew. I almost thought you’d be— I don’t know. Um. Are you fine with showing me here? I don’t think anyone will see us.” He looked around, and all he saw was the snowy rim around the compression (caused by Nicky) they were in. “We could basically do anything up here and no one would know.” Charlie wasn’t sure why he pointed that out, or why his heart was pounding again. The feelings he felt right then couldn't be described.

“Yeah...” He trailed off, eyes going unfocused, before perking back up. “So! Should I get on my back?”

Charlie's heart began thumping. "You sure about this? I don't want to make you uncomfortable." He didn't know why he was worried. Lance had been the instigator the first time. He had asked to see his cloaca. It should be obvious that Lance would be fine with the reverse. Expected, really.

But there was a clear difference. Unlike before, this was distinctly sexual. It was still about curiosity, yes, but now that they were dating, the other implications couldn’t be ignored. Even thinking of what he’d see had his tail feathers rising, a heat building in his belly. And this time he didn’t try to hide it. Lance got hard when they kissed, so what if he got aroused too?

"I want you to see," Lance said after the moment of silence. "I kind of want you to do more than see. Not sex!" he quickly added, correctly assuming he'd be taken aback. "I mean, like, maybe you want to… touch it? Like with a wing?"

Charlie licked his beak. "Isn't that a little fast?"

"I'm only saying, if you do want to touch, you can."

Charlie trusted Lance. If this was anyone else, he'd probably think they were trying to ease him into mating. Escalate things until the inevitable. Charlie didn't think he was ready for that. Not before he realized he was a girl, and definitely not now. Having someone go inside? The same place he had squeezed out an egg? Ew. No.

Then why did the thought of mating make him feel warm and gooey inside?

Charlie nodded. Lance wasted no time in getting onto all fours, turning around, and flopping over, putting everything he had on full display. Heating up, literally, Charlie leaned forward and looked. Lance was unmistakably male. Fuzzy balls, fuzzier sheath—with a hint of blue sticking out that was absolutely the beginnings of a boner—and below all that a subtle tailhole he could barely make out amongst the fur.

Forepaws tucked against his chest and tails fanned out along the ground, Lance was actually kind of cute. He looked bashful to him. Embarrassed, maybe? Said embarrassment grew more obvious the longer Charlie looked, until Lance's ears began to fold back. "I-is— does it look okay?"

Charlie blinked. "Huh? It's fine."

"Oh. Cool. I just— you were staring a while." His voice grew soft. "Am I sexy at all? Um, sorry if that's weird to ask, I'm just really nervous and I want to know that I don't look weird down there. It doesn't look weird, right?"

Charlie had to resist laughing, because he knew it was a serious question in his mind. When Lance looked at his vent, he felt similarly anxious. He did give actual thought to the question, though. Especially to the little tip of the vulpix's penis. It made him feel… strange. The more he stared, the stranger the feeling became. Was this attraction? He couldn't tell. It did make him feel hotter, and maybe excited. And his vent did kinda clench in that way it did when aroused. So that was fun. He shook his tail feathers to try and rid himself of the sensation, but that somehow made it worse.

Was he attracted to Lance’s penis? If so, that would definitely make their relationship easier. He didn’t know how it would feel to be dating someone whose genitals he didn’t like. So that was nice. It felt good to enjoy his boyfriend’s body.

"You’re perfect," he eventually said, Lance's ears perking up. He felt a little weird being so direct, and added, "I mean, you're really cute. Like, um." Kind of girly looking, he wanted to say, though didn't for obvious reasons. Even if it was true. "Can I call you adorable? Is that weird?"
 
"Adorable?" he repeated in a whisper. "I'll take adorable."

Charlie trilled with laughter. "Good! You better take it. Because then I'd have to call you sexy. Which might just be weirder."

"H-hey, why's that weirder than calling me adorable? I'm totally sexy!" Lance stood up and struck a pose, nose raised and tails straight. Naturally, he was still hard. That tapered shaft of dark blue was suddenly all Charlie could stare at. It was there. Rigid. Impossible to ignore. "See, s— oh, crap, sorry!" He shifted, hiding himself with his tails, ears flat. "Forgot I was still, um, yeah…"

"N-no, it's fine," he said, trying and failing to peek through the tails. "I was still looking. Don't hide yourself. Can I keep looking?" Charlie couldn't say why he was so interested, only that he was.

Lance nodded quietly, moving his tails out of the way and lifting a hind leg. Again, Charlie was greeted with blue. He moved to get a closer look. The tip had a strange shape to it. Like a long triangle with a little tube sticking out of the end.

I wonder what it would feel like against my vent. The thought struck him out of nowhere. It was insistent, strong. Impossible to shake off now that it had shown itself. Like a blizzard, the idea—no, the urge was all-encompassing. Charlie kept his eyes trained on Lance's length, considering. He didn't want to have sex with Lance. Really, he didn't. But just pressing against him, letting his cloacal lips kiss against his penis, would that be so bad?

Charlie meant to say it, to ask to touch privates with his boyfriend… but his beak wouldn't budge. He was too scared. Too worried. What if he liked it too much and went all the way? He wasn't sure if vulpix and fletchinder could have children, but he wasn't willing to find out. Not now. Not when he had eggs developing inside him.

So instead, Charlie asked, "Can I touch you?" He lifted a leg, showing off the underside of his three-toed feet. His talons gleamed, Lance's eyes widening at the sight, so Charlie quickly lowered the offending limb and added, "I'll be careful! Please?"

"Your talons are really long," he whispered.

Charlie couldn't deny that. They were long. And sharp. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Thinking fast, he said, "What about my beak? I could, um, lick you? Then you can lick me after."

Lance's ears perked up. "Really?!"

He shuffled on his feet. "Y-yeah. I want to do more stuff with you, but I don't want to go too far yet." Liar. "Licking isn't that far, right? Oral is perfectly normal." Lexi apparently enjoyed oral. A lot. Surely it would feel good for Lance? And then there were Charlie's own sessions beak-stuffing himself. Those were fantastic.

There was a stationary shuffle in Lance's step. "Are you sure? I mean, I'm totally down for it. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Lance's worry melted his heart. "I'm very sure. I'll even let you cum." Where did that come from? He hadn't planned on pleasuring him to orgasm at all, but it did make sense. Charlie was curious what it would be like. All he produced during climax were dribbles, barely a squirt. If that. Watching a real male cum would put things into perspective.

At least, that was what he told himself to justify how arousing it was to think of Lance cumming.

Lance seemed very excited indeed. Almost prancing in place as he shed anxious energy. "Oh, gosh, I'm so nervous! What should I do? Get on my back again? What will it feel like? Are you going to like it? What if I taste bad?"

As Lance worked himself up, Charlie's confidence grew. Lance was just as nervous as he was. And that was refreshing. Sadly, this confidence came at the cost of his best friend, so he walked over and nuzzled the side of his snout with his beak. "I'm nervous too. We can be nervous together! Oh, and back please. Anything else would be awkward."

Lance grinned bashfully and kissed him, making Charlie swoon, before much more confidently rolling over, exposing his belly—and everything else—once again. "Like this?" he teased, though Charlie could hear a small quiver in his voice.

"Perfect," Charlie said, stepping forward so his feet were on either side of his tails. He licked his beak, but it wasn't a nervous tick. This was anticipation. How should he approach this? Lance's blue shaft stood proud between his legs, thin and smooth. He knew from a talk with the vulpix, about a year ago, that this wasn't full mast. He had a knot inside, or something? It only came out when stimulated, and only inflated when he was close.

It was a fascinating concept. How could such a small sheath contain it all? It didn't look like anything was still in there. Wait, no. He squinted. There definitely was a bulge. "Doesn't that hurt?" Charlie asked, staring at the tiny tube of furry flesh straining to hold back his knot. "It looks really tight."

"N-no." Lance squirmed. His tip flexed. "But it gets kinda uncomfortable after a while if I don't take care of it. The sheath traps most of it in there, and I have to," his voice lowered, ears back, "peel it back to feel better."

Charlie couldn't imagine. Not even a little bit. Did that mean, all this time, he was needy and uncomfortable and hadn't said anything? Just feeling tight and hot and horny. Now that he could relate to. "Want me to lick you now?"

"Yes!" he squeaked, taking Charlie aback at the eagerness in his voice. Though, perhaps he shouldn’t have been too surprised. This would be their first sexual encounter. Ever. There was a brief pause as Lance seemed to realize how eager he seemed. "Uh, I mean, please?"

“It’s okay,” Charle assured him. “I’m excited too.” Then he leaned in, opened his beak, and hesitated one last moment before sticking his tongue out. He glanced up at Lance, and stared into his wide, nervous, excited eyes. That look of anxious anticipation gave him the courage to do what he wanted to: he licked the leaking tip of Lance’s penis.

Now, Charlie’s sense of taste wasn’t amazing or anything, but it also wasn’t terrible either, and even then the taste of Lance’s pre was way stronger than he expected. He nearly reeled back with surprise, maybe even with a bit of disgust. His brain screamed at him, what are you doing?! You’re not into guys! This is gross! This was a mistake! He tastes so weird! Only for him to snarkily respond, I’m female, this is perfectly straight. He doesn’t taste that gross. Shut up.

Miraculously, that silenced the doubts.

With that mental hiccup out of the way, Charlie could better focus on the specifics of his best friend’s cum. It was… bitter? Salty, almost? Not terribly so. Just a dash of flavor. Barely enough to really notice if he hadn’t been hyper aware of it. Honestly, his own fluids tasted worse than this. At least Lance wasn’t tangy.

He went in for another lick, lingering this time to better pick up the texture. Lance’s penis twitched against his tongue, the vulpix letting out a soft exhale. He felt even stranger than he tasted. Smooth, slick, and kinda sticky. The stuff his own body produced had a similar consistency, and he wondered if they were so different after all. Didn’t Lance say his cum was thicker than this?

After a few licks, Lance seemed to have grown even harder. Not longer—maybe he was as long as he could get?—but he definitely looked ready for something. Charle stopped licking, and looked into Lance’s wide blue eyes. “Is this your cum?” he asked. “It’s not very thick. Kinda watery. Isn’t it supposed to be thick?”

“Um, this is just pre,” he whispered, flushing. “I’m not close to, um, an orgasm, so you won’t see it come out.”

Charlie nodded. “That makes sense. Did that feel good?”

“Not really?” Charlie’s mood dipped, and so did his wings. “I-I mean, it tingled a lot! But I don’t think I’ll cum this way.”

“Oh.” Charlie considered this. Did he even want to give Lance an orgasm? It would be messy. It might be gross. His ‘pre’ tasted weird enough. But the thought of it, of making him feel pleasure, of having him squirt down his throat— he blinked. My throat? Why would I think that? Now that the thought was there, it wouldn’t go away. Just thinking about how Lance would feel, what he would think as he blew a load down his throat… it excited him. Made his feathers fluff up.

Charlie wondered if Lance would like it if he put it in his mouth. That would feel good, right? He didn’t have any teeth, aside from some ridges on the roof of his mouth. But he could be careful. Just keep it against his tongue. His arousal grew from the idea, until he had to suggest it. Had to.

He squirmed in the snow. “Do you… would it be okay… um, can I suck you off?” He flinched at the look of surprise in Lance’s eyes. “If— I don’t know. It just sounds fun?”

A heartbeat passed before Lance uttered a quiet, “Um, isn't that a little fast?" Charlie stared at him. Lance stared back. They burst into giggles, just laughing at the absurdity of that statement. They both knew Lance would love it. Maybe Charlie would love it, too. Once the giggles ceased, Lance said, "Yes! Definitely okay."

This is actually happening. I'm about to suck Lance off. He glanced between Lance's eager, though shy, expression and the cock standing proud on his lap. Should he just go for it? Open wide and engulf him? Or take his time?

His body seemed to decide for him, as he was already leaning in, tongue extending as if he were about to lick an icicle. Then he made contact. Lance’s penis was warmer than he expected of an ice type, and kinda springy? Definitely soft, but with a firmness to it that sorta made sense given the intended use of a penis.

He kept his tongue curled against Lance’s tip, enjoying how he twitched, then pulled away in a panic after the little tube-like tip at the top buckled under the sight pressure. “Are you okay?!”

Lance blinked down at him. “Um, yes?” he said, sounding a lot less in pain than he’d expect someone who’s sensitive tip bent. Said tip that had bounced right back after Charlie let go of it. That only confused Charlie more. Didn’t he just break it? “Why'd You stop?”

“Your tip, I— I thought I— Isn’t it a bone? My Dad told me there's a bone in there! I thought I broke it...”

“You thought—” Lance broke into giggles. Charlie slumped. He had never felt so silly. “The bone isn’t at my tip! It’s, like, sure, it’s in there, but it’s not right there. Please don't worry about hurting me, okay? You’d have to, like, peck at it or scrap it against your beak to hurt me.”

“O-okay, sorry.”

Examining the tip one more time, Charlie decided to just go for it. No more teasing. So he opened up, tilted his head sideways, and leaned in, slowly taking Lance into his beak, mindful of the sharp bits at the roof of his mouth. Lance's penis slid along his tongue, the taste of an excited vulpix impossible to ignore. It was unique, kinda sweaty but with a twang to it he could get used to. Charlie swallowed automatically once Lance's tip brushed the back of his throat, and the vulpix tensed up, giving a full-body shudder as he bucked forward, sliding the rest of himself inside in one go.

Nor for the first time, Charlie praised his lack of a gag reflex.

"That feels… You're really t-tight… warm… Oh, jeez..." Lance's sheath smushed against his tongue, the entire throbbing length buried in Charlie's throat. It was, well, it was weird, he couldn't lie. He couldn’t help but gulp every couple of seconds, like there was a small fish stuck in his throat he couldn't wait to get down. He felt so full, Lance's penis pulsing in his esophagus, full of life and warmth, each of Lance's rapid heartbeats making it even larger. He could still breath through his nostrils, but he didn't know for how much longer that would be the case.

Lance seemed to enjoy it when he swallowed, which encouraged Charlie to swallow more, leading to his best friend bucking his hips again, pressing his sheath to where his beak ended and mouth began, forcing said beak even wider to compensate. Kinda strained his jaw, honestly. He'd definitely regret this later…

...Or right now, because suddenly he couldn't breathe. Lance had grown massively, feeling as though his tip were tickling his stomach. Honestly, it might have been. But what worried him was the thickness. It began to plug his throat, just behind where he took in air from. While he didn't have a gag reflex, he most definitely could manually gag when lacking air. Which he did. Loudly.

Lance didn't notice. He had closed his eyes, simply enjoying the wonderful sensations he was giving him. Well, good for Lance, because I'm choking for his pleasure!

Deciding enough was enough, Charlie pulled back, and shuddered at the distinctly wrong sensation of Lance’s slimy, throbbing penis going out the wrong way. But there was a catch. Lance's knot had been growing, and it was proving tricky to pass his beak from the other side. Dizzy dread shot down his spine. It was locked in. Lance had knotted his beak.

Something about this situation was a lot more arousing than it should have been, making his cloaca tense and relax in slow, tingly waves. He did not have time to sort out whatever the heck that was.

Before Charlie could try to pull back again, Lance tensed up, letting out a gasping whimper as his penis twitched inside him. Then it twitched again, and again, each accompanied by another shudder from the vulpix. It wasn’t until the fourth twitch that Charlie noticed the warmth filling his gut. His eyes widened. Lance was cumming directly into his stomach!

Despite the burning need between his legs insisting he loved this, Charlie decided enough was enough and opened his beak as much as he could, eventually feeling a pop, allowing him to pull back with great expediency. Lance's penis slid out of his throat with an audible slurp, Lance yelping as he was removed from the tight, warm hole he had been enjoying. He better have enjoyed it, because I am NOT doing this again anytime soon… As hot as it kinda was.

Charlie only managed a few gasping breaths before realizing his face was still in range of Lance’s tip. It was too late. He squawked as the first spurt struck true, and narrowly avoided the next by a single feather. But that was secondary to the fact that his boyfriend had just stood by as he suffocated.

 "Hey!" Charlie chastised, glaring at the doped-out vulpix. "I couldn't breathe, you know!"

Now that sobered him up. "Sorry! I— I didn't realize! I'm so, so very sorry!" His apology would have been more impactful if his penis hadn't flung a watery rope across his chest. Lance's ears fell, only for another spurt, this one particularly powerful, to make it all the way to his nose. He went cross eyed.

Charlie’s anger evaporated into a fit of giggles. “Okay, that’s pretty funny. I can’t stay mad at you when you're spraying all over yourself like this. Just be careful next time, okay?” He watched as he continued to squirt, Lance looking deeply embarrassed. Then his ears perked up.

“Next time?” Another spurt hit him on the nose. “Eep!”

Charlie snorted.
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