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Rain poured in sheets as the ravenous day long storm continued. Thunder seemed to be constantly rumbling as lightning flashed overhead with such frequency that there was almost no need for any light. A large armored vehicle slowly lumbered among the dense foliage, avoiding trees and snaking its way deep into the confines of the forest. The machine was able to stay mostly quiet due to its fully electric properties but the deluge seemed to mop up all other sounds that it made. It was large and tank like in nature, a set of spiked tracks allowed it to get through some of the nastiest terrain but the lack of any way to detour attackers showed that it was mainly used for reconnaissance.

Within the vehicle's confines stayed a crew, myself included. Six in total held this mission together, the party that I lead into every situation I was assigned. I sat at the front with the driver to my left. My helmet was off and I was staring at three screens of diagnostic data. I tapped on a keyboard in front of me and one of the monitors that showed an overview of the area zoomed in on our location. The map also showed the trail that we left in our wake and the one that we needed to follow.

"Okay, stop here," I said cooly. Jason, a lean fox and my second in command stepped on the break. The vehicle that was already moving at a snail's pace came to a steady halt and became calm. I tapped out a few more commands on the council in front of me and brought up a communications link to SCAR Central Command. I grasped a headset off to the side and nestled it into my ears while aiming the mic close to my lips. "Command, this is Captain Conners reporting in from our position at the Central Alkov forest. Do you copy?" I asked, adjusting the frequency and pressing a button that allowed a return broadcast.

"We copy, Captain Conners. What is mission status?"A voice came back.

"We are at position marked C-232 of reconnaissance mission 664-A and awaiting further instruction," I explained and sat back in my position. Jason had turned a little and was watching me from the side. I gave him a glance and heard a response.

"Mission update: Defend your current situation and set the Command Vehicle to standby. A Hovercraft will be around in the morning to pick your team up before the attack on the Exalted base of operations. You will then recover the vehicle afterword and report back to Central Command and make documentation," the voice explained. I nodded my head in thought despite the dispatch not being able to see.

"Mission complied, Central Command," I said and disabled the communications link and stood from my spot. I turned back and looked towards the rear end of the vehicle of which was a wide open space that held my four other teammates. A bench went along each wall that could be pulled out into a bed for overnight stays, but for now had each of the other soldiers set out in differing states of relaxation. "We have mission details, listen up!" I barked and caused them all to jump in their spots and straighten their backs against the walls. "We are to hold this position overnight. We will be picked up by hovercraft in the morning and taken to further the assault on the Exalted fortification. Upon completion we will return the Command Vehicle to Central. Understood?"

"Yes, sir!" they all said at the same time.

"Good. Maintain defensive stature. Jason is in command until I return," I ordered and stepped out into the main body of the machine. No other soldier had their mask on and so I was met with some confused glances as I began to strip away my armored suit. "I'm going to go wash up while I can. I'll be back in fifteen," I continued and I pulled away pieces that made my upper body and placed them on a special rack.

"What about the Exalted threat, sir?" a large malamute by the name of Raz asked. He was easily the largest soldier among us, which denoted his rank as a Brawler.

"I'm not going far," I explained. "And I'll be keeping my weapon with me." I pulled away the leg pieces of my suit and put them up with the others, leaving me in nothing but a pair of tight fitting boxer briefs that clung to my thighs. I nabbed my weapon that I had laid out on the bench and a small vial of SCAR issued shampoo from a small essentials bag and headed towards the back.

I punched a red button set to the wall that caused the square shaped hatch of the vehicle to drop open with a thud, revealing its confines to the storm. I stepped down the ramp and onto thick grass that came up to my calf, every blade saturated with water. I took a deep breath and hefted the long assault rifle over my shoulder before I began to walk off in a direction perpendicular to our stationary point. Like I had said, I didn't go very far but I did make sure that there was enough foliage between my team and I that if any of them were to peak out they wouldn't see me. Not that I really cared if they did, I wasn't self conscious of my body and it wasn't like groups of us didn't shower together back at base anyways. It was mainly to steal myself away to clear my mind and have some quiet time to myself.

I hung my weapon from its shoulder strap on a low hanging tree branch and stripped away my boxer briefs. The torrential downpour didn't let up in the slightest and so a cool barrage of droplets matted down my fur and soaked me to the bone. Despite the large overhead canopy that did work to cover the sky I was able to get wet enough.

I went to work lathering the water into my fur, soaking it into places that wouldn't normally have seen it otherwise. I secreted a glob of shampoo into my paw and began to massage it up until I was dealing with a sizable sudsy mass all over my body. It was an odorless concoction, though despite that it did have a strange scent to it but I guess some things couldn't be completely smell free. I had sudsed myself up pretty well after a few minutes. I had completed my chest and stomach and was working the soap down over my legs, my eyes closed and my mind began to relax a bit more. I had finally begun to let my thoughts wonder about to more personal issues when I heard a sound of crunching foliage behind me.

My eyes snapped open and I whirled around in a motion that had me grab my weapon from the tree limb and take aim at the sound's origin. With finger braced against trigger my vision settled on a figure stepping between a pair of trees. As my mind took hold of the situation I quickly recognized this other person to be one of my teammates. It was a girl named Sasha, one of two that was part of my command. She came to about my height and had a thin but toned body that showed scars of a lifetime of fighting. She was a husky like myself but was not afflicted with Inverted Chroma, or the genetic appearance of having reversed fur markings.

It was eerie in a way, whenever she and I would lock eyes and stand front to front it was like looking into a mirror that showed the complete opposite of myself, not unlike what was happening right now. I gave a low growl and lowered the sights of my weapon until it was down at my side. She didn't flinch or falter her movements in the slightest as she stepped into the clearing, her trust in my skill to not kill on reaction was admirable to say the least.

"What are you doing here, Sasha?" I snapped, "I could have killed you."

"No you wouldn't have," she said with a smirk hinting at the side of her mouth, confirming my suspicions. She was wearing a black binder over her chest and a black pair of panties, standard issue for all females in the organization. "I'm here to clean up, you had a good idea that I decided to follow," she explained as she pulled the binder over her head and slipped her underwear down her thighs. In the span of a second she was as naked as me.

I looked over her body again like I had a million times before. Strong thighs lead up to a powerful core and further to a modest bust. Her form was elegantly curved like an hour-glass but it didn't subtract from the professional way she carried herself. Confidence was almost palpable when around her, a girl after my own heart it would seem, though she wasn't afraid to try her paw at challenging me for command of the squad. Things usually ended up with me having to put her in her place, but if I ever fell in battle I knew Jason would have an immediate contention for captain.

"The forest is big enough, you can find another spot to wash up," I said and replaced my gun back on its branch and continued to lather my lower body. She wasn't deterred and came closer until she was about a foot away. I watched her drop her clothing off near where mine had been placed and then from out of nowhere produced her own small bottle of shampoo.

"I need help getting my back washed, you can do that, can't you?" She said and turned around and stepped back. I straightened myself up in time for her to press herself against my front, her toned rear end glancing over my sheath and causing it to press between her bare cheeks, her curled tail easing into my stomach and chest. I felt a shiver run up my back and a particularly strong animalistic urge roil through me but I was strong enough to keep myself composed.

"I know what you're doing and this is hardly the place or time for it," I said back, a bit irritated. I felt more of her weight brace against me and the elegant shape of her form fit near perfectly with mine. She leaned her head back, her fur already saturated with rain water.

"I don't think I know what you're talking about," she replied coyly. Her paws stroked up the front of her body, already covered in a layer of suds. Thin fingers ran up and over the perky curve of her breasts to make sure they were covered well enough and had garnered enough of my attention. She seemed to notice that I was looking over her shoulder, her fingers made a show of pinching her own nipples and giving them a tug. I swallowed as another animalistic surge pulsed through me and it was everything I could do to keep myself from grabbing her and doing exactly as she wanted.

"We're on a mission, we can't be fucking right now," I explained but found contradictory blood rush to my sheath and cock, I could feel an inch of flesh peaking from its home and edging between her cheeks.

"I disagree, a mission is the best time to get fucked," she retorted and stroked her soapy paws up through the hair on her head. She had arched her body and was grinding back against me as best she could.

"Sasha..."I began but she turned around and gave me a glare.

"Merun, we could be dead tomorrow, or in an hour if we get ambushed. What's so wrong with wanting to live a bit now while we have the chance?" she asked and stared into my eyes. A chill ran through me but I locked gazes and refused to turn away. Live while we have the chance. That was the thought that had been going through my mind before she had interrupted my privacy. I was one of the few lucky enough to reach this point in my life as a SCAR Elite. At a certain age a soldier is given the ultimatum to leave the institution as a well taken care of citizen or stay as an Elite until the day they're killed on the field. My time was coming and before long I'd be stepping in front of the counsel to tell them what I've decided.

I gave a low sigh and my paws lifted from their sides to take a hold of her hips. I craned my head closer to hers and brushed my cheek with hers. We closed our eyes for the moment and I felt her paws come around to my back and lean against me. I held her to me as well and for a while we shared a silent moment save for the continuing downpour around us. It was then that I made my decision.

"You're right," I muttered. I felt her form relax more in my arms and together we pulled apart. "Let's live for now while we can," I said with a hint of a smile curling at the sides of my mouth. It wasn't generally in my nature to be so slack with my command but I decided that in this moment it was called for. Sasha beamed happily at me and she turned again in my arms to press her rear end against me like before.

"You won't regret this," she said and the back of her head came to settle against my shoulder. My fingers stroked up her sides and came up to grasp her firm breasts and elicit a soft moan. She shifted her hips, my sheath and emerging cock held captive between her cheeks that swayed with her movements and for a moment I couldn't tell who of us was meant to be the dominant one. I took my opportunity and bit down on the side of her neck in a way that made her scream in ecstasy just as a timely crack of thunder sounded out to drown the noise.

My paws stroked down her body and met between her legs were I began to feel how wet she had become. I felt her arms come around behind me and hug the back of my neck, her body entranced as I slipped two fingers inside of her pussy. She shifted and pressed her weight against my strong frame, I could feel her legs getting weak the further I felt inside. I took my time with see-sawing my digits back and forth in a way that resulted them becoming soaked with her juices.

My heart thundered in my chest and the barriers to that powerful feral urge were worn and collapsing fast. In a move that I didn't quite remember acting on Sasha was thrown front first to the nearby tree that held my weapon, her arms splays to hug the trunk and her eyes turned back to see what I was doing. I approached with a paw wrapped around my engorged length, nine inches of my member at a rock hard stance and just as ready as me. I jumped her back with an aggression that was better suited for combat, but I was sure that she didn't mind.

Like a the lance of a chariot I drove forward and hit my mark, her womanhood taking every bit that I had to offer in one go that had my balls mashed against her outer lips. An explosion of thunder overcame her high pitched howl as well as my dominant snarl as my teeth latched to her neck again. Instantly my body was rocking against hers, hips pulling and pushing in a rolling motion that was so akin to canine fucking. My back arched and my paws gasped the back of hers around the tree, though my claws did work to dig into the rough bark.

My muscled flexed and the rain danced over the edged curves of my structure. I could swear steam was rolling from us as heat was quick to build up. Sasha was gyrating herself, back arched and her breasts came away from the tree. I lost the grip with my teeth and threw my head back with a howl as a particularly powerful surge of pleasure shot through my spine and out to my limbs. Her body was warm and tight around me, I could feel her squeeze down each time I would force my member into her depths.

"Oooh, fuck me, Merun! Fuck me harder!" Sasha cried out as her form would jostle with every strike of my hips, her breasts bouncing wildly against the tree. Her nails had dug in just like mine though I had managed to gouge deep lines into the flora flesh. Her legs splayed wider and I found myself taking a step back to maintain my high level of fervor. My paws fell away and grasped her at the hips as she became more bent over and her own arms were far outstretched in front of her. Her bust hung low but continued to heave with our rocking.

I couldn't tell if I was hurting her, I didn't really care as my mind quickly turned its attention to only satisfying me. My claws dug into her thick fur and I wasn't for sure if I could grip any tighter, I wasn't even sure if my nails hadn't pierced her skin. I kept my head tilted up and found that the cool rain pouring over my muzzle caused its own pleasure. My eyes closed and I was quick to be lost in the moments of bliss as our bodies pulled into a rhythm of bucking and actuation.

Minutes passed of me feeling the ecstatic charge of heat from my cock as my hips became a blur and the wet striking of our forms together was as constant as the downpour. It was then that I began to feel an all too familiar sensation and urge begin to develop in my lower abdomen. Muscles tensed that hadn't before and a pressure began to build within my hefty sack. My cock's sensitivity grew rapidly and I could tell my orgasm was very close.

I broke myself from my trance like state and shook my head to clear it from the web of lust it had been caught in. I looked down at Sasha and saw that in a moment of aggression I had grabbed one of her legs and had lifted it up from the ground far out to her side. I released my hold on her limb that she wasn't expecting and almost caused her to fall to her stomach if not for the strength of my member and the grip of my other paw. I knew I had to act fast and that I had no time to explain. I nabbed her bouncing tail at the base and forcefully hiked it up, nothing she had noticed until I pulled myself free of her wet confines. She gasped and looked back over her shoulder with a dazed and confused expression but it was quickly turned to surprise and pain when I braced my tapered end to her asshole and pushed inside.

She let out a startled yelp and her mouth hung open. She certainly wasn't at all unaccustomed to me fucking her ass but with no warning I'm sure it was a pleasant surprise. The entire experience seemed to be what sent her over the edge, as she let out the loudest scream I'm sure she could have mustered with a gush of clear liquid pouring from between her legs. Her body had curled in on itself a bit, one paw reaching back to spread her cheeks while the other stayed braced on the tree. I had buried every last inch I had to offer, save for the swollen knot that was the size of a baseball. My hips resumed that rapid movements and the husky girl below me was sent again into a fury of moans and high pitched whines. It wasn't long however before I felt my own orgasm rush through me.

I counted myself lucky that I was quick enough to divert myself in such a way. While Sasha was used to me never cumming in her pussy, she had always wondered why, though she had never known it was to avoid the risk of puppies. Nevertheless she was always happy to get an ass full of cum, and this one was going to be particularly noteworthy.

In a flood my seed spilled from my manhood and coated her inner walls. I kept myself hilted but not enough to pop my knot inside, a task I was finding to be rather difficult to accomplish. My hips would give a few extra bucks every once in a while to throw my viscous cum deeper and deeper into her bowels. Sasha moaned and gasped, her body pulling away from the tree and settling back against my chest, I grasped her paws with mine and kept her close.

We stayed together like that for many moments, our bodies coming down from the high of such a rigorous exorcise. We panted and shivered as our body heat ebbed away and the rain began to soak further through our fur and cascade down our forms. Slowly we drew apart, my cock sliding free of her used ass and trailing a long line of my cum as it would fall free. Slowly Sasha stood up and stroked her paws down over her body before she turned and rested her back against the tree, eyes close and head tilted as she began to calm down.

I watched her recover and soon she found my eyes and we locked gazes. I could feel it between us, a mounting tension that was no longer sexual, she knew my time was coming and she knew what my decision was going to be. As we spent the remaining minutes actually cleaning ourselves and scrubbing our fur clean the storm began to let up and the downpour started to taper off to a drizzle. The stars and moon slowly showed above the canopy, the billowing storm clouds dissipating. At the end of our time together Sasha and I shared in a wordless embrace.

We didn't talk for the rest of our mission save for commands or for the remaining time I had at SCAR. It was also the last day she and I had ever become so intimate, as three months later I took my leave of the organization. The last time she and I had locked eyes though she wore an expression of betrayal, like I was abandoning her. Perhaps that's what the others felt as well, but for the first time in my life, I needed to make a decision that was all my own and for myself.