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Pseudo-canon ongoings. Nah. Noncanon. This isn't real. It can't be. But figured I should have Wallace drop some Jefferson/Charles interaction. Even if it isn't real. which it never was.
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34/500","writing":" Jefferson's house was cleaner than one would expect. It was rustic but well-kept. It begged the question of if he was really so meticulous or if it was a farmer thing.\n \"I ain't really here much of the time, but every time I go out, I try'n tidy up. Never knows what I'll be bringin' back when I git back,\" the fruitbat told the fox as he welcomed him inside.\n Jefferson coaxed Charles out of his clothes. The traumatized and naked red fox stood there dumbfounded. Jefferson took off his overalls. He put all the clothes in the washing machine and returned to Charles.\n \"I didn't git us naked to party, lets shower. Clothes gettin' washed.\"\n The fruitbat took the fox by the paw and led him to the bathroom. There was a large shower so Jefferson had room to stretch out his wings and clean them properly. It worked adequately fine for showering with guests. The fruitbat turned on the hot water.\n The males stood in silence, waiting for the water to get hot. Steam was the clue that it was ready. Jefferson got in first. After getting soaked, the fruitbat bid the fox to get in as well. He was in some degree of shock from seeing Sheena get fed to the hogs. Jefferson roughly pulled the fox into the shower with him. \n \"See y'can git yer face clean.\"\n Charles had forgotten all of the stomach acid on his muzzle. He forgot about the pieces of undigested food that had dried in his whiskers. He grabbed the bar of soap from the dish and scrubbed his paws with it until there was a rich lather. He furiously scrubbed his fox muzzle with it. He was unafraid of the flavor of soap. It was bitter, but it wasn't burning or nauseating. \n Charles had soap all over his face and decided he may as well wash the rest of himself. His arms, his chest, his underarms, his abdomen, his legs, his feet. He had intentionally skipped his erogenous zones, aware of the company he held. The bar of soap slipped from his fingers. Absent mindedly, he picked it up.\n \"I'll be damn, y'doesn't got a pooper!\"\n Charles righted himself abruptly. He rinsed his muzzle so he could speak freely. He wasn't offended by the taste of soap but he didn't want to just eat mouthfuls of bubbles, either.\n \"No, everyone knows that. I talk about not having an anus enough.\"\n \"Well, I thought you was just tryna be spatial. A little fib like that woodena hurt no one.\"\n \"Why are you...?\"\n Jefferson was beginning to get an erection. He was rubbing it, ecouraging it to exist while staring right at the fox. It was more than a little gay.\n \"We're both guys. Ain't you just a little hot having thrown Sheena to the hogs?\"\n Charles was mortified. But because he was a raving queer, he couldn't say no to cock, even fake cock, which was why he died getting skullfucked to death so many times.\n \"Not really. It was kind of horrible.\"\n \"Then why's yer peeper standin' up?\"\n The fox was getting erect, but it was because of being in a gay situation. He could have dealt with a normal shower with another male. But Jefferson made it get weird by starting to rub his penis into arousal. Now that it had crossed the treshold into \"gay shower\" instead of just \"mutual shower\", it was a different territory. One in which Charles felt no shame in. His erection grew.\n \"Let's not talk about Sheena...or the hogs,\" he said as he drew himself nearer to the fruitbat. The tips of their sexes touched hotly under the stream of water.\n \"I dunno, Charles,\" Jefferson put on a tone that almost reeked of religious hesitation.\n \"We're both guys,\" the fox whispered into the fruitbat's ear and pressed his erection firmly against the fruitbat's. He got on his knees and began to fellate the hick.\n There was combating warmth. An artificial heat from the steaming shower and a more viscous moisture from the fox's muzzle as he bobbed his head along the farmer's length. \n \"Wait, I'm gonna...\"\n Charles increased his speed. Jefferson pulled his penis out. The fox smirked, figuring that a facial in the shower would at least be easy clean up. Jefferson let loose. Charles didn't feel hot, snotty spurts on his face. It felt like the shower had just gotten another stream of steaming liquid. It did. It was yellow and bathing the fox's face.\n He couldn't feel revulsion. It was being washed away as it happened. He imagined that once it was done, he'd be giving head again until the farmer gave up his seed. \n \n\n \"What is this shit?\"\n The invasive, gay thoughts shouldn't have been as troubling as they were for Emily. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of fagtastic adventures Charles and Jefferson were up to.\n \"Wondering and sensing are different, though.\"\n But only retcons are canon.\n \"And-\"\n \n \n ","writing_bbcode_parsed":" Jefferson's house was cleaner than one would expect. It was rustic but well-kept. It begged the question of if he was really so meticulous or if it was a farmer thing.
"I ain't really here much of the time, but every time I go out, I try'n tidy up. Never knows what I'll be bringin' back when I git back," the fruitbat told the fox as he welcomed him inside.
Jefferson coaxed Charles out of his clothes. The traumatized and naked red fox stood there dumbfounded. Jefferson took off his overalls. He put all the clothes in the washing machine and returned to Charles.
"I didn't git us naked to party, lets shower. Clothes gettin' washed."
The fruitbat took the fox by the paw and led him to the bathroom. There was a large shower so Jefferson had room to stretch out his wings and clean them properly. It worked adequately fine for showering with guests. The fruitbat turned on the hot water.
The males stood in silence, waiting for the water to get hot. Steam was the clue that it was ready. Jefferson got in first. After getting soaked, the fruitbat bid the fox to get in as well. He was in some degree of shock from seeing Sheena get fed to the hogs. Jefferson roughly pulled the fox into the shower with him.
"See y'can git yer face clean."
Charles had forgotten all of the stomach acid on his muzzle. He forgot about the pieces of undigested food that had dried in his whiskers. He grabbed the bar of soap from the dish and scrubbed his paws with it until there was a rich lather. He furiously scrubbed his fox muzzle with it. He was unafraid of the flavor of soap. It was bitter, but it wasn't burning or nauseating.
Charles had soap all over his face and decided he may as well wash the rest of himself. His arms, his chest, his underarms, his abdomen, his legs, his feet. He had intentionally skipped his erogenous zones, aware of the company he held. The bar of soap slipped from his fingers. Absent mindedly, he picked it up.
"I'll be damn, y'doesn't got a pooper!"
Charles righted himself abruptly. He rinsed his muzzle so he could speak freely. He wasn't offended by the taste of soap but he didn't want to just eat mouthfuls of bubbles, either.
"No, everyone knows that. I talk about not having an anus enough."
"Well, I thought you was just tryna be spatial. A little fib like that woodena hurt no one."
"Why are you...?"
Jefferson was beginning to get an erection. He was rubbing it, ecouraging it to exist while staring right at the fox. It was more than a little gay.
"We're both guys. Ain't you just a little hot having thrown Sheena to the hogs?"
Charles was mortified. But because he was a raving queer, he couldn't say no to cock, even fake cock, which was why he died getting skullfucked to death so many times.
"Not really. It was kind of horrible."
"Then why's yer peeper standin' up?"
The fox was getting erect, but it was because of being in a gay situation. He could have dealt with a normal shower with another male. But Jefferson made it get weird by starting to rub his penis into arousal. Now that it had crossed the treshold into "gay shower" instead of just "mutual shower", it was a different territory. One in which Charles felt no shame in. His erection grew.
"Let's not talk about Sheena...or the hogs," he said as he drew himself nearer to the fruitbat. The tips of their sexes touched hotly under the stream of water.
"I dunno, Charles," Jefferson put on a tone that almost reeked of religious hesitation.
"We're both guys," the fox whispered into the fruitbat's ear and pressed his erection firmly against the fruitbat's. He got on his knees and began to fellate the hick.
There was combating warmth. An artificial heat from the steaming shower and a more viscous moisture from the fox's muzzle as he bobbed his head along the farmer's length.
"Wait, I'm gonna..."
Charles increased his speed. Jefferson pulled his penis out. The fox smirked, figuring that a facial in the shower would at least be easy clean up. Jefferson let loose. Charles didn't feel hot, snotty spurts on his face. It felt like the shower had just gotten another stream of steaming liquid. It did. It was yellow and bathing the fox's face.
He couldn't feel revulsion. It was being washed away as it happened. He imagined that once it was done, he'd be giving head again until the farmer gave up his seed.
"What is this shit?"
The invasive, gay thoughts shouldn't have been as troubling as they were for Emily. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of fagtastic adventures Charles and Jefferson were up to.
"Wondering and sensing are different, though."
But only retcons are canon.
"And-"
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