Egaran Stars - 51. Reinard- Egaran Denial

The fox stepped out of the boat with a grateful sigh. Just a five minute walk and he would be home, safe from the day.

He was tired, sore, mentally exhausted… and hornier than he could ever imagine being. Images flooded his mind, Aedan sliding things up his ass, slowly stroking his long cock that Reinard had to imagine would spear through the guts of anyone the deer fucked. For someone who had tiny nuts, the Cervidas certainly had a giant cock. Under the burning lights of the studio, the Faro hadn’t realized how arousing it was, but now, looking back…

He wondered if he could find the video without Galen seeing. But then… would the tiger even care? Fuck, he’d probably watch with Reinard and point out the mistakes they made.

No, he needed to do this on his own, without the Egaro. Though he had to admit there was no way Aedan and Galen had fucked. Galen wouldn’t be able to walk right if they had. Unless the tiger had fucked the deer… would Galen fuck Aedan like that? Probably… but he needed to have faith in his bonded. Why would Galen lie? He hadn’t lied about anyone else he’d fucked.

Pulling his spare key out, the fox pushed the heavy door open, frowning at the darkness inside the house.

“Galen?”

The lights flicked on with a jump, and the Faro looked around warily. Maybe the tiger had decided to take him up on his offer… or maybe he was still with Iason. Reinard couldn’t deny the stab of jealousy that went through him at the thought, though the fox tried his best to ignore it. His feet padded through the house, searching for the tiger, even going so far as making the nearly five minute walk to the basement. The chelóna was sitting on the second step, nose poking out of the water as it breathed the damp air. Reinard stared at the creature curiously, strangely feeling no threat from this beast that was nearly three times his size. He almost wanted to touch it, but wasn’t sure that was okay. It was like the pigeons on Athalea, safe to look at, but if you touched them, you were forced to feed them or they would follow you everywhere.

“Yeah, I’d rather avoid that…” he muttered.

“Reinard? You better not be in the water!” Galen called, his feet thumping down the stairs.

“So much for the video…”

The fox turned away from the resting creature, slowly making his way back up the stairs. By the time he reached Galen, he was a mess, panting heavily as his tiny heart tried to catch up to the exertion.

“Pick me up and carry me…” he demanded, shoving his arms at the tiger.

“As you wish, Kýrie,” Galen smirked, pulling the Faro into his grasp.

He lifted Reinard with a groan, the fox gekkering indignantly as he was raised onto Galen’s hip.

“Are you calling me fat?” Reinard snapped, his ears flattening against his skull

Galen laughed at the thought, slowly stroking the Faro’s head.

“Stars no… Iason fucked the shit out of me. I thought I’d never get to leave,” the tiger explained. “I’m just sore.”

“Really?” Reinard asked, his ears drooping. “Fuck, I can’t do that…”

“You do just fine actually. Especially when you stuck your knot in me…”

“I could do that again if you’d like. I’ll take care of you like no tiger would. I can be good at sex too-”

Galen patted Reinard’s head gently as they made their way back upstairs.

“Reinard, you can’t compete with an Egaro in bed. And you don’t have to. I like wild humping foxes as much as the next tiger, but you know what? Sometimes it’s nice to just slow down and enjoy the moment.”

“You’re just saying that… I can fuck you too. Really good.”

The fox wriggled around on the tiger’s hip, grinding his rod into his bonded, trying to show him what he could do for him.

“No Reinard. I don’t want to have sex tonight,” Galen sighed. “I don’t think I can have sex tonight.”

“Iason isn’t coming back tomorrow, is he?”

“No, it’s illegal for someone in heat to fuck where they work. It can lead to the tiger agreeing to things just to get laid, and that’s not okay. Technically I wasn’t supposed to have sex with him at home either, but… he can be very persuasive.”

“Galen… did he take you against your will?” Reinard growled, baring his teeth. “I’ll fucking bite his nuts off and feed them to him-”

“Whoa whoa, slow down there Zeus.”

“Who?”

Galen shook his head.

“Cannibalistic Egaro, ate the sexual organs of his victims… look, I wanted to fuck him, he wanted to fuck me, no legal contracts were signed, and we both walked away sore but happy. Everything is fine.”

“Okay, first of all, ew. Second… have you seen Aedan’s nuts? They’re smaller than mine!”

“Um, what do Aedan’s nuts have to do with this?”

“I’m just saying, this Zeus would have starved on the Cervidae planet…”

“He was born like that. Kind of like your coat, he just has nuts that are small. Don’t tease him about it or we have free reign to call you shorty,” Galen frowned. “Besides, I think they’re cute.”

“Cuter than me?”

“Nothing could be cuter than my little diaperfox,” Galen chuckled, squeezing the Faro’s butt playfully.

“I don’t know why I’m wearing it still,” Reinard frowned. “I don’t need it during the day.”

“Then don’t wear it. But if you start peeing your pants during the day, your segal will have to-”

“Don’t…”

Reinard grimaced, pulling himself out of Galen’s hands.

“What?” the tiger frowned as the fox dropped to the ground.

“Don’t bring my segal into this. Have some respect for the dead.”

“Skáta, Reinard, I’m sorry. I should have realized it was too soon for that,” Galen said.

“Yeah, you should have. I’m going to eat my brownie. Fuck me, don’t fuck me, I don’t care.”

And with that, the fox left the tiger behind, climbing the remaining few stairs slowly until he was safely out of the basement and eating his Nepáta.