Kidnapping is Always an Option - 22. Chapter 22

"Are you sure it's okay?" Sifta wrung his hands as the car finally pulled to a stop. "I can talk to my landlord and see if they still have my old room. I already feel like I'm imposing on you too much at home...And you said this place is supposed to be a getaway for you, where you go when you need a break from everything."

The fox looked at the floor, his hair hanging to hide his face. At Loxias's urging, Sifta had let it grow back to its naturally plain brown. It marked the timid fox as a throwback. Sifta was shocked that no one had harassed him about it, though that might have been because of Loxias's near constant presence at his side.

"From now on, no getaway is complete without you by my side, Sifta." Loxias practically purred as he reached his hand over to brush the lovely brown locks back and pressed a kiss to the Vulpan's temple. "If you move, then I'd have no choice but to move in with you."

Sifta looked horrified at the thought of the handsome Kaynen lowering himself to go anywhere near his old place. It would be so far beneath Loxias that it was nearly obscene. The Vulpan was so distracted he jumped into Loxias's lap when the car's door suddenly popped open. Sifta gave a stammering apology for his foolishness and began to crawl off the much larger Kaynen, embarrassment burning the fox's cheeks.

Far too pleased for his own good, Loxias halted Sifta's attempts to crawl off and simply lifted the fox into his arms on his way out, bridal style. "Our suite number is 600. Leave our bags in the hallway for us." He instructed the driver and the bell boy that had rushed over with an empty luggage cart. The entrance of the resort was large and featured an extravagant canopy over their heads to shade from the sun. As the two of them entered, they walked past columns that stretched upwards into an intricate ceiling. Only three guests could be seen walking in the distance as Loxias reached the reception desk.

"Welcome back, Mr. Zander." The receptionist stated with a smile as she quickly set the keycard to their room onto the counter. She sent another smile to Sifta and handed the Vulpan a menu. "This is the menu for this week. As always, simply call us for any of your needs."

"Thank you," Sifta squeaked out, before hiding his face in Loxias's broad chest.

It began as a tactic to simply hide, but the fox quickly became lost in the scent and feel of the man. He was intoxicating. The Kaynen smelled like heaven and had the form and flesh of a god. A purr snuck from Sifta's throat as he entirely lost track of where they were. He nuzzled against Loxias, a happy trill escaping him as his lips brushed against a hardened nipple pressing against the fabric of the Kaynen's shirt.

Only the slight tightening of Lox's grip gave away how he felt about Sifta's actions. He gave the receptionist a slight nod, carefully shifted Sifta so that he could take hold of the keycard, and took swift, long strides towards the elevator. The elevator itself was quite large and had mirrors on the upper half of the grab bars. The Kaynen pressed the button for the sixth floor and, as soon as the doors closed, leaned down to press a hard kiss to his Vulpan's lips.

It had been three months since Sifta and Caspin, along with his crew, had manifested into his life. He had taken things almost painfully slow with his beloved fox. But, as of two weeks, they were both quite desperate to fully consummate their union. Loxias had gradually introduced Sifta to many pleasures. Most importantly, he had gradually prepared the Vulpan's body to receive his quite sizeable girth and length.

Instruments of all sizes were laid out for Sifta two weeks prior and Loxias explained about the gradual stretching and preparing that would take place before his flesh would go anywhere near the Vulpan's virgin passage. The Kaynen ensured that the experience was pleasurable and safe as, night after night, Sifta took a different sized gadget into his core. The final device was only a half an inch smaller than Loxias's own shaft. And, though the Vulpan had used that particular size for the last several days, it still wasn't quite enough.

The two of them still had the knotting to think about, after all.

Sifta responded immediately to the kiss, losing himself in it. He parted his lips to let Loxias in, the Kaynen taking full advantage. A tiny moan escaped the fox. The Vulpan wrapped his arms around the back of Loxias's neck, tightening his fingers in the bigger man's hair. Sifta could hardly stand it. He needed more, so much more.

The music that sounded when the elevator reached the floor was barely registered by Loxias. He willed himself to pull away long enough to step off. As he walked down the hallway to their suite, he took in Sifta's expression and smiled. The Kaynen swiped their card into the slot to open the door, glad that he had thought to take the card himself since their menu was lost somewhere back on the elevator floor.

Sifta blinked as the door clicked shut behind him. He looked around, realizing they'd just reached their suite. His face heated. How much had he done in front of the poor reception person? He could hardly remember if it had been a man or woman, Sifta had been so taken with petting Loxias's pectorals. The fox worried his lower lip with his sharp teeth, feeling as though he'd made a fool of himself.

Loxias had walked them through the threshold and allowed the door to close behind them. Their suite was twice the size of Lox's master bedroom. It was dim-lit and extravagant, with a balcony leading out to a fantastic view of the beach and a distant island. Their bathroom was also quite large, featuring a hot tub and an indoor pool behind it. Robes of silk were laid out on the bed for them both, along with an envelope and a small gift box. The Kaynen carefully set Sifta down on the clear side of the bed and handed him the small box first.

"A gift for you.”

"You've given me too much already," Sifta argued, yet he hugged the beautiful little box close as if afraid someone might snatch it away from him.

"Open it." Loxias insisted as he sat down beside him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Sifta timidly held the box up, looking at it in wonder. "I've never gotten a real present before," he admitted in a reverent whisper.

The fox didn't catch the look on the big Kaynen's face as he carefully opened the lid.

"What's this?" Sifta asked as he held up a set of keys he'd pulled from the velvet lining.

Loxias's voice took on a husky tone as he responded. "A copy of all the keys to my mansion. Not even my own son has any copies." He admitted.

"I..." Sifta licked his lips. "I don't understand..."

Was Loxias going on a trip and needed Sifta to watch over things for him? Surely there were more experienced and reliable employees he could entrust with the job.

"I am asking you to move in with me permanently, young one." Loxias explained, taking hold of one of the Vulpan's hands and kissing the back of it. "Would you officially move in with me, Sifta?"

Sifta's hazel-green eyes were wide and startled as he looked from the keys to Loxias.

"I would love that more than anything," the fox admitted tremulously as he held the keys to his heart. "I'm so afraid, though...I'm just...I keep waiting for you to get tired of me. I'm waiting to wake up from this dream and be forced go back to real life in the real world."

Something unreadable passed over Lox's eyes as he reached for the envelope. "Then, perhaps this might help." He said as he handed them over.

Sifta took the envelope, opening it as carefully as he had the box. There were documents inside, made of real parchment. The Vulpan knew that only very important legal papers were ever done up in that way. Normally, everything was done through comps or plas. If he'd ever been adopted, the documents would have been written on parchment.

The Vulpan looked over the writing quickly, his hand flying to his mouth.

"You can't..." Sifta looked at Loxias in shock. "You want me to take your family name? Only soul mates are given that kind of honor, and even then rarely. Your family name...it's the most valuable thing you have. Everyone knows your name, who you are." The fox looked worried. "Your family would be so angry with me."

"I've already told the family about you. They are ready to be witnesses whenever you wish it." Loxias elaborated. "And that's including Orin and Etsu. I want us to be mates in every sense of the word, sweet one."

"Mates." Sifta held the papers carefully, as though they might spontaneously ignite at any moment. "Mates are forever. When...I mean if you get tired of me, what will you do with me?"

"With you? Nothing. I would be the one to storm out in any severe argument only to come crawling back. If you locked the door, I'd sleep on the couch." Loxias mused out loud. "What will you do when you're tired of me?”

Sifta looked startled at the Kaynen's words, then he frowned and dropped his eyes.

"Please don't make fun of me," he whispered. "You know how you look and the amazing personality you have. You're the most handsome thing I've ever seen, and everything about you is just captivating." The little Vulpan shook his head. "You could walk out of here and have anyone you wanted in minutes. I can't imagine how anyone could ever deny you." Sifta sighed softly, feeling overwhelmed and very small. "You're everything anyone could ever want. You're painfully beautiful. Your body, your eyes, your hair, everything is drool worthy. You know that. But even without your looks, there's a light that shines in you. It draws people in." The fox smoothed a crease in the parchment. "And your mind is so sharp. No one could ever get bored in a conversation with you, not even if you chatted for decades. You could have anyone you want. The cream of society would throw themselves at your feet."

A wide grin formed on Lox's face. The Kaynen couldn't stop himself from grinning if he tried.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say that my ego would blow up to a ridiculous size after spending the rest of my life with you." The older man replied as he placed the forms carefully back into the envelope and set it beside Sifta on the night stand. He cupped the Vulpan's face gently in his large hands. "The truth is that there will be times when we disagree on things and will argue, every couple goes through rough patches." Loxias slid his thumbs across Sifta's cheeks. "But, I look forward to it. I look forward to everything with you, Sifta."

Pleased beyond anything he could ever say, Loxias then gave the younger man several soft, tender kisses. As his lips came into contact with Sifta's a third time, his tongue dragged across the Vulpan's bottom lip and then slipped inside for a taste. Almost as soon as their tongues slid along one another, the kiss heightened to ardent proportions.

The dark-haired Vulpan moaned into Loxias's mouth, moving himself closer until he was climbing into the Kaynen's lap. Sifta wrapped his arms across Lox's broad shoulders, parting his thighs to straddle the older man beneath him. The fox whimpered as he rubbed against Loxias's warm skin everywhere he could reach. The big Kaynen was just so delightfully warm. Loxias also smelled and tasted delicious, Sifta thought as his tongue snuck out to sneak a lick against the Kaynen's throat.

After his late wife, Loxias felt that there was no one that could ever excite him again. He kept his long hair braided back into a low plait after her passing and, regardless of his countless lovers, he never showed his loose hair in honor of her. The Kaynen couldn't explain in words why it was, exactly, that he was so drawn to the Vulpan in his lap. He couldn't explain why excitement rolled beneath his skin at the young man's antics and touches. His wife had been a fierce woman, his counterpart in every way. And though Sifta's bursts of confidence were small and few in between, Loxias had no doubt that the Vulpan already had him wrapped around his little finger.

As his hands slid up Sifta's thighs to rest on his hips, the Kaynen made his firm decision. He reached behind him and tugged off the band that tied off his braid. "Unwind my hair," He urged the fox with a low, heated whisper.

Sifta quickly reached behind them, pressing their chests tightly together as his fingers found the wound locks of hair. He had never seen the Kaynen’s hair loose before. The fox rested his chin on Lox's shoulder as he carefully freed every strand. It was like waves of ebony silk slipping through his fingers. It was warm, like everything else about Loxias except the Kaynen's eyes, which were icy blue. Somehow, even they seemed to hold nothing but warmth when the older man looked at the fox.

Sifta couldn't stop petting the soft strands, even when the braid was freed. The Vulpan purred softly as he straightened every tangle. He wanted to rub his face in the long inky locks, to feel it drag like a satin sheet across his bare body.

The soft purr felt like a well-earned reward to the Kaynen. It felt like Sifta's approval of Loxias as he was. Lox pressed one of his hands to the fox's back to keep him in place as he leaned down to nuzzle the crook of his neck. His free hand slid over to gently scratch and massage the base of the Vulpan's tail.

"Sifta," He spoke softly. "Can I have you?"

"Yours," the fox seemed to struggle to find what he wanted to say. "Please, take me. I need you." The words trailed into a soft begging whimper.

Loxias planted a soft kiss on Sifta's lips and set him down on the bed as he slid off to clear it. After putting everything away, he locked gazes with the Vulpan and began to unbutton his shirt slowly. His ice blue eyes were already a few shades darker with lust.

"Do you feel you’re ready, Sifta?" He asked in a rumbling voice.

Sifta licked his lips. He wanted to say so much, how he was more than ready, had been for days. The fox wanted nothing more than to feel his...his mate filling him up. Even if Loxias hadn't carefully prepared the Vulpan, Sifta would have been ready. The fear of pain didn't matter. Sifta needed Loxias. He ached to be joined with him.

Instead of trying to put all his complex thoughts into some kind of coherent answer, the little fox rolled over on the bed into a submissive position with his face buried in the blanket and his ass in the air, tail waving like a flag.

A grin made its way onto the Kaynen's face as he shrugged off his shirt and the remainder of his clothing. He clambered back onto the bed and took hold of the end of Sifta's tail, nuzzling his face against it.

"Clothes off first, precious." He instructed as he reached around to undo the fox's pants and gently tugged them down.

Sifta whined softly in the back of his throat. He swayed his hips, allowing and welcoming Lox's hands on his body, stripping him of his clothes. Teasing fingers skimmed his skin as it was revealed. Sifta's lips parted with a gasp as the back of the Kaynen's hand slid across the fox's already hard erection. The hand continued as though it had been an accident, moving up to work on divesting the Vulpan of his shirt. Sifta arched into every touch against him, as Loxias worked quickly to get the smaller man naked. The tip of the fox's tail flicked with excited anticipation.

Lox's hand slid up the middle of Sifta's chest as he pressed a tender kiss to the crook of the Vulpan's neck. He then lowered him back down in the same position that he was before. His hands slid down his young lover's sides and then settled on the butt cheeks that were displayed for him. He spread them wide as he inspected the stretched flesh. The week's worth of stretching was evident, but the Kaynen was still acutely aware of the damage he could cause his beloved. Instead of using a tool, he coated his fingers with a special oil and wasted no time in smearing the inside with it. He stretched the Vulpan with diligence and a sense of urgency. But, when he was finished, he reached over to turn the fox around so that they were face to face.

"I ask you once again, young one..." He practically purred as his free hand slid down Sifta's neck and his fingers rolled a dusky bud. "Do you feel you are ready?"

"S-stop..." Sifta whimpered, making Loxias go cold.

Had he pushed too far, too fast? Was the Vulpan having second thoughts? Did he no longer want the Kaynen? Or was the fox afraid or even hurt?

Sifta swallowed hard and continued speaking.

"Stop teasing me...please, hurry."

Relief rolling over him in a wave, the older man leaned down to kiss the Vulpan headily. As they kissed, he coated his shaft with the oil and moaned into Sifta's mouth. A section of his hair fell over his shoulder and trailed along the younger man's skin.

"Spread your legs only as far as comfortable." He breathed when they pulled away.

Sifta shivered at the delicious sensation of the dark satiny lock of hair caressing him. The fox followed Lox's instruction, his thighs sliding apart until he was spread wide. Sifta’s tail slithered against the bed as his cock twitched and dropped a shining pearl of precum onto the Vulpan’s smooth skin.

The massive man grabbed a pillow and had Sifta lift his hips enough to place it beneath the small of his back. He then knelt between his legs and pressed the tip of his flesh against the Vulpan's entrance. "If, at any time it's too much for you, say it out loud." Loxias insisted as he worked his way past the ring. As soon as the head of his shaft went through, the rest was slightly easier. The Kaynen took care as he sunk as far into the tight heat as he could until he was nearly fully sheathed.

"Ah!" Sifta cried out as he was stretched wider and wider.

He absolutely refused to ask Loxias to stop, however. The Vulpan's breath came in short, pained pants, eyes screwed tightly shut. The Kaynen was huge. How had Lox's first mate survived? Had she been a large woman?

The tiny pain noises that escaped the little fox left Loxias more bothered than Sifta. The Kaynen was careful as he could be but was quickly nearing the point where he was ready to give up and never try again. He just couldn't stand hurting his hazel-eyed Vulpan.

Sifta arched his back, desperate to find a more comfortable position, when Loxias brushed something inside him that made the fox's eyes fly open.

"Unh, there. Oh, please." Sifta's sharp little nails dug into the Kaynen's broad back. "More, right there."

The Kaynen couldn't have been more relieved that Sifta was able to find that hint of pleasure. He braced his hands high above the Vulpan's head and slowly pulled halfway out and back in, sliding against the same area.

"There?" He asked in a husky voice.

Sifta squeaked, his hands dropping to the bed to sink his fingers into the blanket beneath him. The fox's legs dropped open even wider, nearly in the splits as the radiating pleasure flooded through him.

"Yes, there, more..." Hazel caught icy blue. "Fuck me," Sifta breathed into the Kaynen's ear.

And it was just that moment that made everything worth it, the waiting and careful stretching, everything. Loxias let out a low growl as he lowered himself down enough to give the Vulpan a hard and thorough kiss. He all but ate at Sifta's mouth, slowly sliding out and back in as he captured his younger lover's tongue between his teeth. As he slid back in, he gave the tongue a hard suck.

The fox whimpered and writhed, stomach tightening as he rolled his hips up to eagerly meet every thrust. When Loxias released Sifta's lips, the smaller man dropped his head back and keened at the shocking bolts of pleasure shooting through him with every thrust.

As the fox finally adjusted to him, Lox's thrusts were less cautious and more feral as he continued to dive into the heat. Guttural noises fell from his lips with every roll of Sifta's hips.

Sifta's tall, golden-brown ears swiveled back and forth as the Vulpan was swamped with sensation. He keened his pleasure, nails digging into the blankets until the fabric shredded beneath his fingers. The fox's lithe body stiffened, tightening on the thick cock spearing him. Sifta's own member twitched, shooting white onto his stomach. It was quickly smeared as Loxias continued pumping into him. Ecstasy rolled through Sifta in white-hot waves, turning his vision sparkly and poofing his tail.

Loxias leaned down to press a kiss to Sifta's shoulder, slowing down enough for the Vulpan to take deeper breaths. His icy blue eyes held pride in seeing the state that his mate was in. Without pulling out, he lifted one of Sifta's legs and used to carefully turn him over so that he laid down with his stomach pressing against the pillow beneath. He grinded his shaft down to the base, able to sink even further into the fox in this position.

"Ready yourself," He warned a moment before he began thrusting into the depths once again.

Sifta squeaked as he was pulled out of his euphoric daze. He sucked in a breath as he was filled completely. It felt amazing. The Vulpan's erection didn't flag. It was all almost too much, sensation and emotion flooded him. Sifta's long tail twitched until Loxias gripped it tightly at the base, using it to pull the smaller man more firmly into each thrust.

The Kaynen was close. His movements were nearly savage as he pounded into the Vulpan's heat.

"Sifta..." He hissed in warning as he held tightly to the smaller man's hip and slid his other hand around to stroke the Vulpan's shaft underneath.

He gave three hard, final thrusts. By the third time, he knotted his way right past the ring and came hard, lodged all the way inside.

"Ah...ah!" Sifta cried out as he felt himself spread impossibly wide.

He expected it to be painful, possibly excruciatingly so. Yet, it was much less agony and much more agonizingly overwhelming to the little fox. It felt as though Loxias was hitting everywhere inside him at once.

Sifta's arms trembled, then failed him, leaving his face and chest pressed to the mattress. His moans were muffled, though his noises quickly became desperate as the pulsing of the hard flesh filling him rocketed the fox into an unexpected orgasm. It seemed to go on forever, spiking every time Loxias twitched within him. White splashed the mussed blanket beneath them as Sifta keened his pleasure.

Loxias's arms wrapped around the heaving Vulpan as the two of them basked in the bliss. He nuzzled the crook of Sifta's neck and pressed a soft kiss there.

"Was I too rough?" He asked softly, concern bleeding into his voice.

Sifta's muffled words were lost in the blankets. However, the way the fox pressed himself back as though trying to get even more of the knotted Kaynen inside him and the resulting pleased moan seemed to be answer enough.

The Kaynen let out a rich, unfiltered laugh. "And you still wonder why I prefer you over anyone else?"

He shifted to gently stroke Sifta's hair away from his forehead and felt a surge of emotion rise up inside. Thank you, Thalia, he thought to himself. Thank you for sending this young one my way to chase away my loneliness.

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Mycha murmured as he stirred awake. For some reason, he felt a numbness in his left arm. With a frown, he groggily rolled a bit, only to let out a loud gasp at the sudden vertigo. With a soft 'thump' he landed on the lush carpet below. He stood up, stark naked, and placed his hands on the small of his back as he began to recollect. Ah, that's right, he had been playing with Phen in their feral forms well into the night, and the two of them had fallen asleep on the new, empty shelf that Loxias had ordered. He glanced back and saw that Phen had remained in his other form throughout the entire night. The Murisian must have somehow shifted sometime before awakening. He reached over with his small hands and lifted the albino rabbit into his arms, nuzzling the side of his face against him.

"Good morning, Phen."

The rabbit stretched, rolling in his lover's arms. He let out a cute little burble of greeting and licked Mycha's cheek. Phenner tucked his little front paws under his chin and gazed up with adoring pink eyes, content to be carried by his petite mate.

Mycha's own golden hued eyes looked towards the door to the room they usually slept in with everyone else.

"Let's see if anyone else is awake." He suggested. "Feels like a good morning for some light training."

The Murisian softly padded towards the door and opened it soundlessly to peek inside. Their four other mates were sprawled all over each other with Nix in the middle. Mycha carefully closed the door and tip-toed towards the gym.

"Maybe you and I should train by ourselves until they wake up?” the mouse suggested. “What do you think?"

Phen hopped out of his Murisian's arms, leaving Mycha fumbling in the air as though trying to save Phenner from splatting on the hard floor. A soft pop was followed by the bunny shifting and growing before Mycha's startled eyes. The mouse ended up with one hand gripping a long soft ear and the other tightened around Phenner's pale wrist.

"Oh!" Mycha exclaimed with a blush as he let go of the rabbit's wrist and gave the tip of the ear a soft, apologetic kiss. "Shall we train for a bit?"

"Race you!" Phen yelled with a grin, before tearing off down the hallway.

It was a rush, being able to sprint, sliding around corners. His heart was beating strong and true in his chest. Growing up, he'd never been able to run or do any other strenuous activity that might put a strain on his body. Every morning he'd awoken had been a precious gift. That feeling hadn't left even though his body wasn’t likely to fail him at any moment. Elation filled him as he let his legs stretch out with every stride. A happy laugh bubbled from his lips.

Mycha grinned as he chased after Phen. When the two reached the lockers at the end of the gym, they were barely even winded. Naturally, the rabbit had arrived several seconds before the mouse. The Murisian pressed in the combination on one of the lockers and pulled out some workout clothes for them, handing Phenner a set.

"Today, we should work on our kicks." Mycha mused aloud.

Phen bounced, ears flopping.

"I love kicks!" the bunny said excitedly.

The white rabbit had turned out to be a natural at quite a few of the fighting and defense drills. What Phenner lacked in brute strength, he made up for in speed and agility. It was more than either of them had expected, considering his lack of experience in nearly anything physically strenuous. Well, except sex.

After the two had pulled on their gym clothes, they got to work. Mycha rolled the kicking bags into place and set them to stationary, and they began some light stretches and exercises until they were warmed up. Though the Murisian's kicking ability wasn't nearly as impressive as the rabbit's, he knew the proper technique. After every few kicks of his own, he would stop to correct Phenner whenever he made a mistake.

"Remember, it's all in the hips," Mycha instructed as he reached out to take hold of Phen's hips and moved them gently. "Turn your hip as you turn your feet, and then lift and extend."

Phen flashed a wicked grin. "You want me to move my hips, lift you up, and then extend your pleasure?"

A vivid blush formed on Mycha's face as he realized just how he was played. "You misstepped on purpose!" He huffed, puffing out his cheeks.

"Hmmm, I may need a more in-depth demonstration." The rabbit used a move Mycha had taught him to reverse their positions quickly. "Let me test my understanding..."

Mycha's back was pressed tight to Phen's front with the bunny's hands wrapped around the Murisian's hips. Phenner rolled his own hips, pressing a growing bulge against his smaller mate.

"So, I move my hips. Is this about right?" the rabbit purred in Mycha's round ear.

The Murisian gulped as his own member started to pay rapt attention to Phen's. Mycha didn't even bother to feel embarrassed about it. He was too busy thinking of how to conserve enough energy to keep up with the rabbit's stamina. His own stamina had certainly improved as time passed, but both Phen and Nix could certainly be insatiable.

"That depends on wh-who you want to distract with this tactic," Mycha admitted. One of his hands reached over to scratch and squeeze the rabbit's tail.

The action earned Mycha an excited little nudge on his behind which turned into Phen rubbing his hardness up and down the cleft of the mouse's backside.

"Hmmm, how about the prettiest Murisian I've ever seen? Golden eyes and a perfect ass?" The rabbit's hands slid forward to grope Mycha through his clothes. "One I'm more than willing to bottom or top for, as long as I get to taste him?"

The words bounced around in Mycha's head like an intense ping-pong match. "I want to taste you, as well..." He admitted as his voice fell to a whisper. He leaned his head back to peer at the rabbit over his shoulder. "Shall we taste each other?"

Phen grinned happily, hauling Mycha into his arms. It was a few strides to the area floored with soft mats for tumbling and grappling practice. The rabbit knew just who he wanted to grapple with...

Once he was in the middle of the cushioned area, Phenner let himself fall backwards to land with a whump on the mats, careful to hold his mouse close and safe through the fall. The bunny smiled adoringly at the Murisian who was clinging to Phen as though the rabbit might get up and leap from something higher up at any moment.

The mouse had let out a squeak as they fell, but when he looked back at Phen, he couldn't help but return the smile. He locked lips with the rabbit, his tongue wasting no time to drag against the albino's. Phenner made a happy noise as they kissed, his hips rolling up to rub their hard lengths together. It was teasing more than anything with the clothes between them.

Mycha gently bit and sucked on the rabbit's lower lip before finally pulling back. He shifted upside down so that he could tug down Phenner's pants enough to release the other man's hardened flesh, which he eagerly took right into his mouth with a soft moan.

"Ah! Fucking cosmos, you're good at that," the rabbit gasped. "You're going to make it hard for me to concentrate on my work. I'll shame my ancestors by not being able to get you to jazz...wait, no. What did Nix call it?" Phenner moaned as Mycha's tongue did something magical. "Ohh, right there. Damn, you're going to make me jazz too soon."

The Murisian sucked hard as he pulled off, making a popping noise when his lips finally released the head. "Do you mean 'jizz'?" He questioned, confused.

"Whatever, please, don't stop," the white bunny begged.

Phen tugged down Mycha's pants to his hips, unable to wait any longer for a taste of his lover. Mycha wasn't as large as the other men, but it was so pretty and perfect, delightfully in proportion to the rest of him. The rabbit could take the Murisian in completely without choking himself or making it hard to breathe. Although a bit of that could be fun sometimes, it was a joy for the white-haired man to be able to completely throw himself into his oral work, without having to worry about pacing himself or giving himself chances to catch his breath.

The rabbit loved it and made his happiness known by attempting to drive Mycha completely crazy with his mouth and tongue.

Mycha let out a squeak as his hand tightened slightly around Phenner's flesh. But, the squeaking quickly turned into keening mewls before he got back to sucking on the rabbit's shaft. His small hand reached down to stroke the sac and then he gently began to fondle the albino's balls as he worked his way back down to the base.

Phenner moaned, mouth full, taking a moment to enjoy Mycha's skills. The rabbit had slightly more experience than the Murisian, and he was proud of his oral abilities, but Mycha? The mouse was...what had Nix called it? A natural born cocksucker?

It seemed a bit too lewd of a phrase to say in front of the strawberry-blond. The poor thing would probably go scarlet, turn into a mouse, and run off to hide where only Caspin's nose or the ship's computer could find him.

Instead of saying something that would completely embarrass Mycha, Phen threw himself into giving his lover the best blowjob possible. He'd worried about distraction, but he shouldn't have. The pleasure and excitement of the little Murisian bobbing on him only made Phenner work the sweet cock in his mouth more eagerly.

The rabbit reached down to where Mycha's slick saliva had pooled at Phen's base. He stole a swipe and snuck his slick fingers beneath the smaller man's slender tail. He didn't try to penetrate or prepare Mycha. The bunny was perfectly happy with their current activities. He didn't feel the need to take the mouse in that way, right then. However, he knew his lover well, and couldn't help a naughty chuckle as his fingers rubbed and teased Mycha's entrance.

The mouse moaned around the rod in his mouth and gave the base of Phen's flesh a gentle squeeze. He knew that the rabbit would be able to work him into a frenzy faster than Mycha himself could, but he hadn't expected to start thrusting eagerly into the other man's mouth so soon.

"Phen!" He whimpered, pulling away from the shaft for a moment.

The rabbit hummed his encouragement, unwilling to release the hard dripping member from his mouth for even a moment. Phenner grasped the base of Mycha's tail, pulling and pushing to urge the mouse to thrust harder, deeper, faster. The fingers of his other hand teased and circled Mycha's hole, finally pushing a finger inside and searching, fingertip curling until he found what he was looking for, and rubbing the little spot vigorously.

Mycha squeaked loudly, one of his small hands gripping tightly to his mate’s hip. With a shuddering moan, he took Phen’s flesh back into his mouth all the way down as his free hand gave the rabbit’s balls a squeeze.

Phenner grunted, spreading his legs and pushing himself deeper into his lover's hot wet mouth. The bunny sucked hard on the throbbing cock in his mouth, taking it deep. He stuck out his soft pink tongue as he deep-throated Mycha, valiantly trying to lick the Murisian's balls and suck him at the same time.

Approaching the edge fast, the mouse pinched Phen's butt cheek in warning. Almost desperately, Mycha reached over to scratch all of the rabbit's sensitive areas on his white, fluffy tail just as he felt himself shoot right into his lover's mouth. He keened and moaned around the flesh in his mouth and began to suck harder.

The little sting of the pinch only excited Phenner further. His balls tightened, everything seeming to happen at once. Mycha groped and squeezed so many of Phen's favorite spots. The rabbit had been so dazzled he'd entirely forgotten to lick and suck. I hadn't seemed to matter to Mycha. Phenner saw stars as his lover moaned on him as the mouse shot into his mouth. Mycha's slim fingers tightening down on his sensitive tail was the final drop of pleasure that burst the dam inside Phen. He nearly choked on the cum in his mouth as his pretty pink irises rolled up and started to shoot a load of his own into Mycha's warm mouth.

The Murisian couldn't have been more pleased to feel the streams of Phen's cum hitting the back of his throat. He swallowed eagerly and lazily began to lick him clean.

"A-Are you ok?" He asked from his spot, not wanting to move just yet.

"I may never be able to..." Phenner paused one ear twitching. "You hear that?"

Mycha felt a shiver rolling up his spine backwards as he rolled a bit, large golden eyes seeking out the sound. "Nix!" He squeaked.

Tall triangular black ears poked up from behind the storage box where Nix was hiding. The cat peeked over the lid, red-streaked black hair and a shining yellow eye were visible for a moment before disappearing behind the box again. His rumbling purr was still clearly heard in the quiet of the room.

The Murisian stretched on the ground for a bit and then slowly rolled onto one of his knees to stand up. He padded over to Nix with his bare feet and peeked around the box, his tail swaying from one side to another. "Are you playing hide and seek?"

"Ummm..." Nix giggled. "Everyone was sleeping, and I was bored." The cat crawled over, rubbing his cheek against Mycha's leg. "You guys were so fucking pretty. I didn't want to interrupt." A naughty little smile curled his berry red lips. "I liked watching."

Mycha's small hand reached down to scratch and thread through Nix's hair. "We were training earlier because we didn't want to wake everyone up, either." He admitted.

"Mmm, you're all sweaty." Nix licked his lips. "Dirty." He grinned up at Mycha, his perfectly white teeth a bright contrast next to his smooth dark skin. "I think you need a bath."

Phenner was still flat on his back on the mat. He lifted his head.

"Bath?" he peeped. “I like baths.” His head dropped back to the mat with a thump.

A moment or two later, the three of them shuffled into one of Lox's luxurious bathrooms. As Mycha settled into the tub, which was even bigger than the one on the Captain's ship, he cupped his hands and lifted some of the water to his face. Ever since he started training again, his petite body began to show definition. And, thanks to the far better nutrition he had received since joining the crew, he had put on muscle in all the right places. Being part of a Seraglio, not to mention a father-to-be, filled him with a drive and energy he had never possessed before.

Phenner had quickly perked up once they reached the bath, though Mycha wasn't surprised. The rabbit's stamina was well known to the Murisian. He couldn't help a small smile, and blush, which he hoped the others would think was caused by the warm water.

Phen sighed blissfully as he sank into the steamy water, his long ears floating on the surface. He closed his eyes and dropped until his nose was just above the surface. He playfully blew bubbles as he watched Mycha and Nix with hungry eyes.

Nix was a little shy about his body. He was starting to show. The cat's usually taut belly showed a curved swell under his smooth ebony skin. He sat naked on the edge of the tub, trailing his fingers in the water.

With a smile, Mycha grabbed a washcloth and headed towards Nix, placing it in his hands. "Please help wash our backs." He pleaded, hoping to draw the feline in with them. The irony didn't escape him that usually, it was Nix that would try to have them join him and not the other way around.

Mycha had returned to the far side of the enormous tub, facing away from Nix. The Murisian peeked over his shoulder at his dark lover, folding his arms on the ledge in front of him. He waited patiently. There was no way for the pregnant cat to reach him without climbing in. Nix typically preferred showers, but baths were indeed growing on him. He stepped into the water and sunk down, the warmth licking deliciously at his skin. Mycha had drawn the bath, so it wasn't too hot like Phenner tended to make them. Nix's half-tail lifted, instinctively avoiding getting wet until there was no escape from the lapping water. Having his tail or ears wet wasn't his favorite sensation, but it was soon forgotten as he slid next to his favorite mouse and began gently massaging the cloth over Mycha's back. Phen sat beside them, his head leaned against Mycha's slight shoulder, happily blowing bubbles of various sizes just under the water's surface.

The Murisian curled his tail around Phen's waist and tugged upwards. "Don't forget he's washing your back, too." He reminded the rabbit. As soon as Nix moved on to Phen, he would then be able to wash Nix's back in return.

Phen had been lost in his play and sucked water up his nose. He sputtered and coughed, droplets flying from his water-logged ears.

"What?" he choked out.

Mycha reached out to tug one of Phen's ears gently. "You're next, love." He explained again.

"Really?" The bunny coughed once more and grinned. "Yay!"

Nix's brows were furrowed, though he continued rubbing the cloth over Mycha's milky skin. He especially loved the freckles scattered across the Murisian's shoulders like perfect tiny drops of caramel on cream. But the cat's increasingly motherly instincts were hard for him to ignore.

"Are you okay, bun?" Nix asked. "Did you get water in your lungs? Do you need to go to MedBay? You could get and infection." The cat's eyes widened, the motion of the washcloth stopped. "Pneumonia! Baby bun, you need to get checked right now!" Nix stood abruptly, splashing his companions.

"He's fine. He was just playing around." Mycha responded quickly. He turned Phen around with one arm and used the next to place Nix's hand, washcloth and all, on Phen's back. "What he does need is a good wash."

Nix dimpled his lower lip with a fang, letting go of his urge to doctor the rabbit in favor of cleaning him. The cat would find using his tongue more satisfying, but time-consuming, and Phenner said his somewhat rasping tongue tickled him. Nix settled for the washcloth, sinking back into the water. He slipped into the space Mycha had made next to Phen and began working the cloth in warm soothing circled that had the albino bunny practically melting.

"That's it, look how happy he is," Mycha cooed as he found another washcloth and began to clean Nix's back. "And this way, I can clean you, too."

A stuttering purr started in the cat's chest. He massaged across his bun bun's back, leaning forward to rub his cheek across Phen's damp shoulder. The rabbit sighed happily.

Mycha grinned back in response as he made a suggestion that he had never initiated before. "Want to take Phen while I take you?" He asked.

Nix gasped pressing himself back against the petite Murisian.

"I thought maybe..." the cat mumbled, uncharacteristically shy. “I noticed this morning... I'm getting fat. I thought you might not want to play with me anymore." He sighed softly, hands dropping to his rounding belly. "I thought I'd only get to watch you. It was so pretty how you fucked each other."

Mycha stood on the tips of his toes to press a kiss to the feline's cheek as his hands settled above and beneath Nix's on his belly. "It's beautiful," He whispered as he gently rubbed his hands along his lover's stomach. "You're beautiful, just as our children will be." He then pressed his hard shaft between Nix's mounds from behind. "Would I be this hard if I didn't want to play with you? Would I even be asking to take you?"

Nix mewled, pressing his ass back, and begged without words. Phenner lifted himself out of the warm water to lay himself over the edge of the tub. The porcelain lip was gently curved, so it didn't dig into his stomach. Phen waggled his behind temptingly, his sodden puff of a tail dripping gemlike drops of water to trickle down his alabaster thighs.

The Murisian let out a snicker at Phen's display and urged Nix towards him. "Phen clearly wants you, too." He pointed out as his small fingers wiggled their way into the feline's entrance. The petite man didn't have to stretch much, considering his was the smallest rod of the crew, but that didn't stop him.

Nix was too eager for even that short delay, wriggling and thrusting himself back onto Mycha's slender fingers for a moment. He pushed the mouse's hand away and held himself open, arching his back and mewling. He wanted his mousie inside him before he plunged into his wanton little bun bun's bum.

Mycha bit his lower lip and obliged, carefully pressing himself against the open entrance and eagerly thrusting his way inside with a short gasp. He took hold of Nix's tail and gave it a gentle stroke once he was fully sheathed.

Nix's grunt turned into a blissful moan. He wiggled his ass, working Mycha as deep inside him as possible. The cat sighed in satisfaction. The mouse might have been smaller than what he was used to, but he hit Nix in all the right places.

A whine from Phen shifted Nix's attention to the rabbit. Phenner was peeking over his shoulder, looking slightly desperate while waving his cute behind back and forth.

At Mycha's next forward thrust, Nix allowed the momentum to carry him forward. Using Phenner's tail as a handle, Nix quickly guided his dripping cock to the rabbit's entrance. A single push and he was inside. Phen whimpered at the burning stretch, but didn't protest. The sting added something extra to the pleasure of being filled. The rabbit spread his legs wider, letting Nix know that he wanted more. It made the cat grin, a purr rumbling in his chest as he snapped his hips forward to spear his lover deep.

The Murisian behind them followed along with Nix's pace and movements. The Civek had always been his teacher when it came to sensuality and Mycha continued to learn more and more each day. However, making love to the feline after they had their Seraglio ceremony and after knowing about the kits growing inside him, it only solidified their bond even further.

Nix turned his head to the side, leaning back even as his hips kept up their pistoning movements. He caught Mycha in a kiss. It was almost sweet, especially in contrast to the lustful movements of their bodies. There was something special in the kiss that was hard to identify. Trust.

Nix always kept part of his heart sheltered from all of them. The fear of losing all the men he loved, the fathers of his babies, kept a wall around the Civek's heart. But, in that kiss, Mycha felt that wall beginning to drop. Nix was allowing himself to trust in his loves, that they wouldn't leave him. That they truly loved him.

Nix had been protecting his heart from what he saw as the inevitable loss of what was now his Seraglio, his mates. But, Nix was questioning the inevitability of his loneliness. And he didn't want to be alone anymore.

Falorios and the rest, they were his, and Nix was keeping them.

Mycha refused to part from his lover's lips. A shiver ran through him each and every time the two of them shared a slow, meaningful kiss. The slight change wasn't missed by the Murisian and he savored it for all its worth. He gasped into the feline's mouth when the two of them were rocked back by Phenner, who was keening eagerly for more. With a snicker, the small man obliged and thrusted harder against Nix.

"M-Maybe one day we actually can breach him both at once," Mycha suggested between pants as he kept up the pace. His hands held Nix's hips securely so that he wouldn't slip out beneath the water. His tail curled upwards behind him stiffly as he neared the precipice, as well.

Phenner moaned and bucked beneath them. The thought of both of them inside him, fucking him, was too delicious. He came with a shout, spilling into Nix's hand.

The cat groaned, bringing his fingers to his lips to lick them clean before grasping Phenner's hips in a bruising hold. Nix slammed himself between Mycha and Phenner wildly. The pink-eyed rabbit was knocked forward, nearly tumbling from the tub. The smallest of the three had to hold on tight or risk being thrown backwards into the cooling water.

The Murisian couldn't possibly last longer than that, a mere moment later, he found himself bursting into the feline's heat with a cry. Nix followed soon after, grunting and stabbing deep inside Phenner to fill him with cum. The rabbit squealed, surprising all three of them as he came again. Streamers of white streaked the water beneath them as the albino bun rode out his orgasm with Nix buried inside him.

The trio slumped, spent, into the bathwater. They leaned on each other, panting, as the tepid water cooled their heated bodies.

Phenner took a deep breath and opened his mouth. "Can we-?" He began to suggest before being cut-off by Mycha.

"Next time!" The mouse insisted, having already sensed that the rabbit would want a round of double penetration already.

Phenner just grinned happily. He could wait a little bit. It would be worth it. Mycha had said they could do it the very next time. The white bunny sighed happily and slid down, extending one leg to activate the hot water.

Nix gathered Mycha and Phen close, purring as he rubbed his cheeks against their soft hair.

"Mine," he whispered in awe.

They hadn't finished washing yet, but it could wait. They just wanted to hold each other for a little while.