Alleyway Antics
by sergeanthax

	The Crest Street market was abuzz with activity, crowds thronging around the stalls lining the street. There was hardly a dull color along the whole street; every building was painted in bright colors, and the stalls used bright, colorful fabrics to shade their wares. Even the Aven on the street were brightly colored, not just in dress, but from the long plumage that sprouted from everyone’s arms and tail. The Aven walking beside Max, Ten was no exception. Just a couple inches taller than Max, they had vibrant red plumage sprouting from their arms and tail, which they hadn’t chosen to wrap up today. Otherwise, their markings were fairly simple, some crimson stripes along their back to accent their otherwise plain gray fur with a white belly. Like other Aven, they stood on bird-like feet, the scales on their feet an unusual crimson tinge. Their head was still rabbit-shaped, though, Ten’s long ears resting cocked slightly back.
	Even now, having been in Tali for years, Max still felt like they stood out amid the bright colors. Their brown coat and cream underbelly was unusual among the Aven, even if their other features didn’t set them apart. They walked on hooves, for one, and a long, thick tail snaked behind them. A dragon-like head with spiral horns that jutted backwards and large ears completed the strange look that belied Max’s hybrid heritage.
	“At this rate, we’re never going to make it to the docks.” Max shouted over the din, adjusting their simple crop-top. Even now, they still wore clothing that was prudish and plain by Aven standards, only an inch or so of their slim belly peeking out between their top and loose pants.
	It didn’t bother Ten in the slightest that it would take them twice as long to get there as it would have if they’d just gone a few streets over. They were still surprised Max hadn’t put up an objection to coming this way, in all honesty. They usually preferred expediency over longer, more beautiful walks. “It’s okay, we’re not on pressing business today. Otherwise I would have suggested we avoid Crest Street.”
	“Why did we come this way again?”
	“To enjoy the beauty Tali has to offer. And to make appearances among those we govern.” This was a lesson Max was still struggling to learn, which Ten didn’t blame Max for. They hadn’t grown up with anything near the prestige they now wielded. “It’s good for them to see us out and about in everyday life.” Ten nodded an acknowledgement at a couple Aven who had realized who Max and Ten were and had stopped to bow, disrupting the flow of people around them. “To not be an aloof figure who’s uninterested in the everyday workings of their city.”
	Max nodded, reminded again of the responsibility they bore. “Right.”
	“And I just enjoy the throng of Crest street, don’t you?”
	Max did, but they didn’t enjoy the oppressiveness of it when it was at its busiest. They didn’t like crowds, and the shoulder-to-shoulder nature of Crest street at midday was more crowded than they’d like. “I do, when it’s less busy.”
	Ten’s striking yellow eyes glanced over at Max. They could see the discomfort plainly on their bondmate’s face, even as they weren’t quite ready to step away from Crest street for the day. Perhaps they could compromise instead. “Hm. You know...” They slowed down, stepping behind Max, wrapping an arm around their waist to bring them to a stop. “...we could step out of the crowd for a little bit if you want.”
	The tone shift was subtle, but Max knew Ten well enough by now to know exactly what they were suggesting. They felt their heart flutter. “I...I wouldn’t mind that.”
	Ten made a noise, pulling away from Max. They glanced over the crowd to both sides of the street, then pulled Max over towards the right side, aiming for a small gap between two buildings. It was nondescript in Max’s judgement, but every Aven they’d met had a sixth sense for finding bolt-holes, little private places scattered everywhere meant for giving people the chance to express their affection with some degree of privacy. Max had no idea what clued Ten in to this particular alleyway, but several meters into the alley, they found a little cut into one of the buildings. Someone had hung a curtain up, all but proclaiming its purpose. They both stopped just outside, listening intently, but Max couldn’t hear anything beyond the curtain. Ten apparently didn’t either, because they pushed the curtain back to peek in, before pushing it aside and pulling Max into the space. There was not much there, just a wood bench off to one side, but that wasn’t unusual for very public ones like this.
	Max only had a moment to look around before Ten’s arms wrapped around them, pulling Max against Ten. Ten paused for a moment with their muzzles just about touching, building a moment of tension before closing the gap and bringing their lips to Max’s. Max didn’t hesitate to return the kiss, Ten starting off gently, almost teasing, their lips just barely touching. It was tender and soft, but it was already building heat in their body, but unlike the heat of the day, this was a much more pleasant heat. They let Ten set the pace, knowing that Ten was most in their element when they were leading.
	It took effort for Ten to take it slow. This was not supposed to be a quick romp just to cool passions, but a longer break for Max to gather themselves. Plus, how could they ignore a chance for some one-on-one intimacy with Max alone? These opportunities were hard to come by with a bond of 6, a very large bond by most standards. They could feel their passions igniting, their kissing becoming more insistent, now bringing their tongue out to play with Max’s as their hands wandered down Max’s lithe form to their effeminate hips, their mind blanking for a moment as Max’s long tongue made itself known.
	Max could feel their mind letting go as heat continued to rise in their gut. Ten’s kissing had grown more forward, and without thinking, they slipped their tongue into Ten’s mouth, feeling Ten’s tongue playing with theirs as they both gasped around their deep kissing. Ten’s hands were on their waist now, almost groping their ass, even as Max’s were resting a little higher, embracing Ten. They felt Ten pushing down on the waistband of their pants, and they made a little moan through their nose, their pants suddenly in the way. They let go of Ten long enough to help them remove Max’s pants, reaching back behind themselves to unbutton the clasp that ran along the topside of their tail, their pants loose enough to fall down around their ankles as soon as the button let go. The thin underwear they had on underneath took just a tug on the tie at the base of their tail, and then it was on the ground too, leaving them nude from the waist down. Their dick stood proudly erect out of its sheath, a long, tapered member with subtle ridges along the underside of it. They ground themselves against Ten, feeling both Ten’s short fur and the waistband of their pants, the embroidery and beads uncomfortable against their dick.
	Ten felt Max’s pants fall away, and their hands went right to Max’s ample ass. Some of it may have been covered by their tail, but as they gripped they could feel Max’s tail rising, giving them better access. They gasped around Max’s tongue as they felt a tug on their waistband, which because their pants rested underneath their fan of tailfeathers and low on their waist, Max was able to pull down with only a sharp tug, even their close-fitting undergarment coming off with it to pool around their feet. It was only then they realized that they were fully erect too, and for a brief moment they felt shame until they remembered that Max was always erect, unlike Aven. They fell back into the kissing, pulling Max against them. While Max’s dick curved upwards and ended up trapped between their bodies, Ten’s pointed straight out of their plush vulva, slipping between Max’s thighs. They both sighed, instinctively grinding against each other. Ten made it a point to be gentle, knowing that Max’s balls, a feature Aven didn’t have, were very tender. The soft flesh on the inside of Max’s thigh felt good to grind against, and even feeling Max grinding against their belly felt pleasurable, knowing that their bondmate was as turned on as they were.
	In truth, Max may have been more turned on. They could feel Ten’s dick between their legs, prodding dangerously close to the vulva nestled just behind their balls. A part of them longed to sink their dick into Ten’s warm body, their dick smearing a little precum on both of their bellies at the thought. But Ten’s dick spurred on desire for Ten to sink that long dick deep into them instead. That desire only got worse as they felt one of Ten’s hands wander under their tail to start playing with the thick lips of their vaguely equine-like vulva. They moaned around Ten’s mouth, feeling unbearably hot. They pulled their head back, their tongue stretching between their mouths for a second before it slipped out of Ten’s mouth and back into theirs, both of them panting without having spent a moment of exertion. “Ten I...I need you. I can’t wait any longer.”
	Ten huffed in desire as their eyes met Max’s red, reptilian ones, feeling their dick twitch between Max’s legs. They stole one final kiss before they answered, their voice betraying their own desire. “Face the wall then.”
	Max moaned softly, pulling away from Ten reluctantly. They knew exactly what Ten wanted them to do, it wouldn’t have been the first time they’d had sex like this. They turned around, bending over and bracing their hands against the wall, their tail lifting up as they did so to expose their little pucker just above their fat vulva, which was visibly drooling onto the ground. They looked over their shoulder, watching Ten with great expectation.
	Ten admired the sight of their bondmate bent over, presenting themselves to Ten, visibly aroused. They were relieved to see that Max’s female parts were as aroused as their male ones, both drooling onto the ground. But their dick ached for Max’s body, so they closed the distance between them, aware of Max’s eyes on them. They made a little show of stopping right behind Max, resting a hand on their ass, their plumage draping down to the ground, their other hand gripping their dick and lining the spade-shaped tip up with Max’s vulva, feeling Max tense underneath them as they prodded Max’s sensitive flesh.
	Max sucked in a breath as they felt Ten poking at their sensitive entrance, their whole body tensing up in anticipation. It was, thankfully, only a few heartbeats before Max could feel Ten pushing forward, spreading them open. Ten was slow in their first thrust, letting Max feel every centimeter sink into their body, only stopping when their vulva was kissing Max’s, Max making a low groan. Max appreciated that Ten didn’t move for a moment, giving Max a chance to adjust to them. Ten was quite possibly the biggest of their bondmates, their dick easily kissing the end of Max’s tunnel, so they appreciated the chance to get over the initial, almost overwhelming, sensation of being filled by Ten, even as good as it felt.
	Ten took a few steadying breaths as they felt Max’s body squeezing their dick. While their pause was ostensibly for Max’s benefit, it gave them a moment to cool off before they got down to it. They were not in immediate danger of climaxing early, but they knew from experience that it wouldn’t take long for Max’s plush tunnel to bring them to climax if they weren’t careful. They resisted the urge to grind their vulva against Max’s, knowing that would speed them towards climax faster than anything. And they were not going to let Max go without a climax, even if they might be able to get away with it, given their relationship. They were going to make sure Max received as much, or more, pleasure than they did. Letting out a held breath, they leaned forward and braced their arms against the wall above Max before pulling their hips back to begin.
	Max felt Ten shift behind them, sensing their body now looming over Max’s as if to make sure they didn’t try to stand up straight, and then they were pulling back, only to push back into Max. Their pace was unhurried, pushing in faster than they pulled back out, which made Max feel every bump of their spaded tip tugging on the inside of their vagina when they pulled out before effortlessly slipping back in. They were glad that the rest of Ten’s dick was smooth, because they weren’t sure they could’ve handled more stimulation than Ten was already providing. It didn’t help that Ten’s dick gently kissed the end of their vagina with each thrust forward, adding a little jolt at the end of each thrust and reminding Max just how large Ten was. They couldn’t help but make a constant, quiet stream of groans, gasps, and short bleats as Ten managed to hit new places with each thrust.
	Ten heard the cacophony of pleasured sounds from their bondmate and couldn’t help but smile, Max’s pleasure adding to theirs. Max’s passage felt so good around their dick, and Max was more than slick enough to glide in and out of them, even as they tried to hold on to Ten. It made them instinctively want to speed up, to pound their bondmate into submission, but they held back. That was not the kind of intimacy they were aiming for today. They wanted the slow buildup to a glorious climax, like the one they were now feeling, making an effort to will themselves to hold off for Max, which was slowly becoming more challenging the longer they continued to go, Ten’s awareness of the world around them slowly fading to just the two of them as more and more concentration was spent on keeping the tension behind their dick growing and not spilling over.
	Max completely lost themselves in the sex, their body slowly relaxing and giving itself over to Ten, their mind reduced to base emotion. Their volume subsequently climbed from quiet muttering to speaking volume as the inhibitions that kept them quiet in a semi-public space faded away amid the building pleasure. Delicious tension built in their belly as they continued to ride Ten, each thrust ratcheting that tension up a notch, building to a borderline unbearable level. They warred within themselves, both wanting Ten to free them from the tension with a fast pounding and continue their slow, but deliberate pace. They articulated neither of these desires amid their pleasured noises, and Ten maintained their pace well enough to rival clockwork, even as each thrust felt so different. In the end, it didn’t matter, the tension could only build so long before it snapped, the rush of climax so sudden it cut their voice off for a beat, their body locking up before releasing into a shuddering mess that could barely hold itself up, quivering bleats coming out of their mouth as they rode the wave of ecstasy that truly blanked their mind out.
	Ten could feel the tension building in Max’s body where their bodies were entwined. They were not surprised when Max finally crested, the signs obvious to Ten. They made it a point to not slow down, knowing Max preferred that to stopping during climax, even as they could feel Max quivering around their member. They smiled to themselves, deeply pleased as they listened to Max’s uncontrolled bleating, waiting out Max’s climax. Max was always slightly embarrassed by it, but they thought it was adorable coming out of that dragon-like visage. Though as Max slowly quieted down to overheated panting, Ten became aware again just how painfully close they were. With their duty to their bondmate settled, they endeavored to be a little selfish and claim their climax quickly. They didn’t speed up, instead opting to grind their vulva against Max’s, feeling their small clit rub against Max’s vulva, sending a jolt up their spine and eliciting a moan from Max as their own, much larger clit was also ground against Ten’s body. Ten made a huffing breath with each press of their bodies together, and then they felt a spike in their body’s tension, mating their hips to Max’s as they let out a low growl from the force of their climax, grinding against Max without even thinking.
	Max couldn’t help but make a low whine as Ten ground against their sensitive entrance, their dick doing the same inside their body. The action, coupled with the warmth they felt bloom deeper in their body, made them relive a ghost of the orgasm they just had, Max quivering underneath Ten as they could feel their deepest reaches growing full from Ten’s climax. Eventually Ten’s growling subsided, leaving just their hot breath on the back of Max’s head to indicate that they were done. They could feel their legs quivering underneath them as they rode the afterglow, but they didn’t want to move and break the spell maintained by Ten’s dick still warming them from the inside out.
	Ten could feel that Max was on the verge of collapsing, so they savored Max’s body for a few heartbeats longer before they stood up, pulling themselves out of Max, thin strands of cum and feminine honey following Ten’s dick out and stretching between their bodies. They stood up with a groan, their back feeling a little fatigued from the pose they’d held for so long. Max stood a few moments later, propping themselves up against the wall, panting too even though they hadn’t been the one moving.
	“I think I enjoyed that more than walking down Crest street.” Ten said.
	Max laughed. “I definitely did.” They could feel the warmth of Ten’s cum running down the inside of their leg. Despite the irritation of needing to clean that up before they could go out in public again, they couldn’t deny they liked the feeling. They sighed. “We should get going again, though. It’s still going to be a while walking the rest of the way down Crest street to the docks.”
	Ten was going to agree, but then their eyes fell on Max’s dick, which was still fully erect and drooling. “We will, not before we do something about that.” They pointed at Max’s dick.
	Max looked down, ears pinning back in embarrassment. “Oh, don’t worry about it, it’ll go away on its own. We need to get going or we’re not going to make it to the docks before everyone’s gone home for the day.”
	Ten shook their head. “You and I both know it will bother you for the rest of the day.” They weren’t going to let that go unless Max really protested. They stepped back over to Max, looking them in the eye as they fearlessly, but tenderly, gripped Max’s dick, gently stroking it. The look of pleasure that passed through Max’s gaze told them that their assessment had been right. “It doesn’t have to be another long endeavor if you’re that worried about us being late. Let me at least quickly take care of that for you so that you have a clear mind while we’re at the docks.”
	Max bit their lip, knowing that Ten was right. The desire would linger in the back of their mind until they did something about it. A part of them wanted to tell Ten that to screw their responsibilities and just go for another full round, but their responsible streak wouldn’t let them. So, they settled on saying, “Okay, fine.”
	Ten nodded, stealing another kiss from Max as they continued to stroke their dick. They crouched, bringing their muzzle level with Max’s dick, licking along the tip and catching Max’s precum while working the base with their hand. Oral may not have been Ten’s favorite, but they could appreciate what Alva liked so much about it. They didn’t dislike it either, though, or else they would’ve just continued rubbing Max with their hand. There was some pleasure in being ‘penetrated’ that way, and even though they would’ve liked to take a little more time, they opted to go ahead and let Max’s dick slip past their lips. Max was big enough they didn’t dare try to take their whole length immediately, stopping just before their subtle medial ring. They’d take their whole length in time, they just needed a little time to warm up.
	Max groaned as they felt Ten’s lips close around their dick, before it slid into Ten’s mouth, riding along Ten’s tongue as their lips kept pressure on Max’s dick. Ten stopped just as Max could feel themselves at the beginning of Ten’s throat, Ten pausing for a moment to nurse on Max’s dick before beginning to bob their head, Max groaning from the stimulation. Ten may not have been Alva when it came to nursing dicks, but they still clearly knew what they were doing. They could feel Ten slowly working themselves further and further down Max’s dick, Max feeling themselves slipping into Ten’s throat. Even now Max still couldn’t believe how fast all of them could take an entire dick into their mouths without breaking a sweat, even as Max struggled when they tried. Still, it felt heavenly to have more and more of their dick ensconced in the warmth of Ten’s mouth, the underside being pleasured by Ten’s tongue as the end of their dick was wrapped in the tightness of Ten’s throat.
	Ten was inwardly pleased with themselves that they’d worked themselves all the way down Max’s dick, such that their nose was pressing against Max’s crotch with each bob forward, their lips pressing against Max’s sheath. They could smell their bondmate’s scent quite strongly, a spicy smell mixed with the strawberry perfume Max opted for. The smell set off something primal in them, shivering in pleasure. They didn’t take it slow with Max once they felt comfortable with Max’s dick going down their throat, as much as they might’ve wanted to. They worked their lips along the back half of Max’s dick, while letting their throat and tongue work the front half, sucking in breaths when they could.
	Max groaned as Ten worked their dick furiously. This was not the gentle, loving passion of moments ago, but something a little more primal and energetic. They felt honored every time one of their bondmates took the time to ‘take care of them’ like this, even as this kind of thing was not so unusual to the Aven. Even now they had not fully let go of their old culture in that regard. Still, they made no attempt to hold themselves back, knowing that this was not supposed to last long, and given that the sex they’d just completed had practically edged Max the entire time, it really didn’t take long for Max to feel climax rapidly approaching.
	Ten wasn’t surprised when they heard Max pipe up, “Ah, Ten, I’m about to...” Ten thought it was funny that even now Max instinctively censored themselves, refusing to talk about anything related to sex openly. But they got the message, taking a deep breath before pushing their nose to Max’s crotch and holding it there, closing their eyes and nursing Max’s dick as they felt Max’s dick shooting cum down their throat, which they dutifully swallowed as Max bleated softly above them. They waited many heartbeats for Max to finish before they pulled back enough to suck in a breath through their nose, though they left the front half of Max’s dick in their mouth to catch the last dregs of Max’s climax on their tongue, savoring the salty flavor of their bondmate. They looked up and saw Max was propped up against the wall, eyes closed and breathing heavily. They were pleased that Max had still enjoyed themselves, despite the quick nature of their sex.
	After several more long moments, Ten finally let Max’s limp dick slip out of their mouth, wiping some drool off their chin, looking up at Max from their crouched position. “Better?”
	Max nodded. “Much.” They couldn’t articulate more just yet.
	Ten nodded, standing up. They wanted one more kiss before things moved on, even though Max would taste themselves on Ten’s lips, so they stole one more, long kiss, which Max didn’t seem to mind.
	Max returned the kiss, both of them much gentler and caring now that they were no longer under the heat of passion. Ten pulled away, looking deeply into Max’s eyes. “I hate to be the one to say it, but we really do need to get to the docks.”
	Ten sighed, nodding. “Unfortunately, you’re right. Hana may be quite patient, but I do want to stay on their good side.”
	Ten stepped away, picking up both of their pants and handing Max theirs. They fished a thick cloth out of their pants, holding it out to Max, who gratefully took it to at least attempt to clean themselves up, folding it back up to contain the mess inside before handing it back to Ten, who tucked it back into their pants. Ten held the curtain open for Max, who stepped out into the alley, feeling nicely refreshed and ready to handle the crowds again.