Dave the Desextive: A Deal's a Deal
Dave turned the handle to the employee break room and pushed. The familiar sights and smells came over him once more. The spare furniture, the old fridge, the cramped table littered with newspapers... He tried not to think about how this might be the last time he saw it all. The cluttered room was like a home away from home, even if home was just down the hallway. It was here that Dave first met Warren, back when the fox was still grieving over his divorce with Grant. Warren had quickly become a crying shoulder, a good friend, and then... And then something more. Dave couldn't tell exactly when or how it happened.
But now he'd have to leave it all behind.
The brown fox allowed himself a sniffle before setting to the work he'd come here to do. He still had a few dishes and cups in here, and he wasn't going to leave without them. He picked a few out of the undersized dishwasher and a few from the sink. To get the mugs in the cabinet above, he had to pull over a table to stand on so he could reach it. Normally he'd rely on Warren's superior height to retrieve the mugs for him. He stretched out and swung the wide door open, nearly falling off the table in the process. The mugs were on the top shelf. If he put something else on top of the table, he just might be able to reach them...
The break room door opened. It was Warren. The tall, blue dragon gave him a frown. "Get down from there, unless you want to break your neck."
Dave sighed and dismounted the table. "Honestly, at this point I wouldn't care." He was happy to see his friend, of course, but it also meant he'd have to say goodbye.
Warren stepped over and reached the cabinet with ease. "So it's true, then?" he asked. "You're really leaving?"
"Yeah," Dave said. He suppressed another sniffle. "Allison wasn't satisfied with my work on this little assignment. Or with how I presented such limited evidence afterward. Either way, a deal's a deal, and now I've gotta find someplace new to live and to work."
The dragon tossed his white mane. "That's still messed up." He handed the two mugs to Dave, who started wrapping them and the plates up with one of the older newspapers. "So you didn't tell her about the other night?"
"I told her, but I left out all the details on how I--we--figured out Brock wasn't cheating on her. Apparently that wasn't enough to convince her. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her Brock was getting ready to propose. That might have ruined things for them." He sighed. "I dunno. Maybe I was overthinking things, and I should have told her. I just feel really dumb. My room and my job are all I have, and I feel like I just threw it all away. Maybe if I never met Alex and Tiago, if I never started fooling around in their room a few months ago..."
Warren gave a tsk. "Dave, this isn't your fault. You did everything you could. If Allison wants to fire you, then it's her loss. You're a great employee, and an awesome friend..." The dragon looked him in the eye. "And I'm gonna miss you."
"Yeah..." Dave pursed his lips, unsure if he should ask the question that had been plaguing him for the last day and a half. Fuck it. "So, where does the night at the club leave us?"
"Hm?"
"I mean, including what happened between us earlier that day, we've had sex twice. But we're not exactly dating or anything. So where does that leave us? I just... I need to know before I go."
Warren exhaled slowly and ran his fingers through his mane. "The way I see it... The way I see us is as good friends. With benefits. Good friends with good benefits. I've really enjoyed the last few days with you. I think we've grown a lot closer. But I don't think we can call it much closer than that if you're about to leave."
"What do you mean?" the fox asked, frowning.
The dragon laced his fingers together and placed his palms on his head. He closed his eyes. "Dave, I like you. I mean, I've liked you for a while now. You know that. And after the last few days, I think I really like you. Enough to... I dunno. Ask you out or something," he mumbled. He gave a low groan. "But now you're leaving. To who-knows-where. And since I've had one or two dysfunctional long-distance relationships in the past, I'm pretty reluctant to get into another one."
"Warren..." The fox liked the dragon right back, but with his immediate future uncertain, he knew that staying friends was the right thing to do for now. But that didn't mean he had to like it. He stepped forward and put his arms around Warren, pulling the dragon into a close hug. Warren picked him up in a tight embrace, making it harder for the fox to breathe. They stayed that way for a few uneven, shaky breaths before Warren let Dave down.
"Hey, we can still stay in contact, right?" Dave consoled him. "I'll still drop by once in a while. I've gotta pay Alex and Tiago visits too, right?"
"Yeah..." The dragon forced a grin and wiped something away from his eye. If Dave asked, he knew Warren would say it was just a reptile thing--that his eyes were expelling excess salt from his body. But Dave knew better.
"I've gotta keep packing up in my room, but I'll find you and say bye before I go, okay?" said Dave.
"Promise?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. Then you go do your thing," Warren said, and gave him a small wave.
Dave returned the gesture, picked up his items from the break room, and headed out the door. He told himself this was only temporary, that he'd come back to visit everyone regularly. But he didn't know for sure, and that scared him. He carefully transferred the highly breakable items to one arm while he unlocked his room's door with the other.
He entered and turned on the light. On his bed were two boxes and an envelope, which weren't there before.
"Huh?" He put down his things and went to the bed. The envelope had a bulge in it. He dug his paw inside and pulled out two shiny keys on a worn plastic keychain. His brows knitted together in confusion. He took out the paper folded inside, hoping to find answers.
The paper was stiff, expensive. It had a watermark of a large cursive 'B' on it. He'd seen such stationary in some of the high-end suites of the Bellerose. He unfolded it. It was from Allison.
"Allison?"
Dearest Dave,
Please accept my humblest apologies for the last day and a half. Something wonderful has happened that made me finally understand why you were acting so strange yesterday at the debriefing. A few hours after you and I talked, Brock invited me to dinner, where he proposed (!) to me. I said yes, of course. I don't know how you learned of this beforehand, but now I see the larger puzzle and why you did what you did. I was too harsh in our conversation yesterday. You are a very honorable man, and have my gratitude.
When I first gave you this assignment, you requested a small measure of compensation. The proposal has definitely put me in a better mood, so I think your request was only fair. The keys are to a storage unit a few blocks away where you can keep your things for a year, no charge to you. I think you'll enjoy what's in the boxes.
Deepest thanks,
-Allison
P.S.: No need to look for other living arrangements or employment.
Dave's eyes widened. I'm... I'm not fired? I can keep my job and the room!? It was almost too good to be true. He read over the letter again to be sure he hadn't misread it. He didn't.
His eyes fell on the two boxes--One was large and roughly cube-shaped, while the other was a smaller, shorter rectangle. He remembered asking his boss for a storage unit for six months. A year would help him even more. And the other thing he asked for...
Dave inhaled sharply and began tearing open the larger box. He felt like a kid again, felt the excitement of presents on Christmas morning. A few annoying layers of tape and Styrofoam packaging later, and a high-tech coffee maker sat before him. Burnished chrome surfaces, dark hardwood accents, and a touchscreen interface. Top of the line. Dave was mesmerized by its beauty.
He had a hunch what the smaller box contained. He opened it up: inside were smaller boxes of different flavors of instant coffee, contained in tiny plastic cups of every color.
He had his job. His room. A storage unit. And a kickass coffee machine. And he wouldn't have to say goodbye to his friends.
Dave let out the squeal that had been building up in his chest since he first opened the envelope. The day had gone from piss-poor to amazing in the span of just a minute or two. The fox felt slightly dizzy from the emotional whiplash. He knew exactly what would fix it: a steaming cup of coffee.
He rushed to the bathroom, yanked the plug of the toy-sized coffee maker, shoved it under the counter next to the trashcan. There. Much better, he thought. He shoved aside a few smaller boxes on the counter to make room for his shiny new friend. He set it upon its altar, plugged it in, filled up the water reservoir, hit the power button... The screen lit up, and a chord chimed from a speaker hidden somewhere on the machine. A peaceful, resonant chord. Fancy!
He went back to the flavored cups in the box on his bed. What do I pick first? Mocha? Highlander grog? French roast? French vanilla? Hot chocolate? His stomach gurgled. French vanilla it is. Dave picked up the tiny cup, unwrapped a mug, and headed back to the bathroom. He opened a hatch in the machine, popped in the flavor cup, closed it, put his mug underneath and hit "START".
He heard a knock on the door.
Dave's ears perked up. He wasn't expecting anybody. Can this wait until after I get my coffee? Another knock. Guess not... The fox sighed and went to answer it. He consoled himself with the thought of the hot French vanilla roast that awaited him.
As soon as he turned the handle the door flew open and something large and fuzzy and warm wrapped itself around him. "Davey!"
"T-Tiago! What are you doing here?"
Tiago gave him a quizzical look. "A deal's a deal. Or have you forgotten?" The inner area of the jaguar's many rosettes were still dyed blue from the other night at the club.
"Forgotten what?"
The feline grinned. "Come on, Dave, we were standing right here when I said that if you came to my DJ gig we could see a lot more of each other later! But if you don't want any fun times, then I guess I can just--"
Dave pulled him fully into the room and shut the door. "I remember now," the fox said in a low voice, smiling. "And you're not getting away that easily."
The jaguar blinked his emerald green eyes and gave a soft purr. "That's more like it~ For a second I thought you were too distracted to have fun right now."
"No, no, not at all. I just..." He motioned to his new coffee maker, visible through the open bathroom door. "Just setting that up is all. You wouldn't believe the crazy day I've had."
Tiago separated himself from Dave and walked over to sit down on the bed. "So Allison decided to give you your job back, huh?"
"Eh, yeah. How did you know?"
The jaguar grinned. "I talked with her. Helped convince her that what you were saying was true. I gave an eyewitness account of your time with him at the club, up to the point where you and the dragon went to one of the side rooms to 'question' Brock more thoroughly. My words exactly."
Dave's jaw dropped. "You. Did. Not. And she bought it?"
"What?" he said with a playful shrug. "It's the truth. Just a flavor of it more suited to the occasion."
The fox grinned. "You are one bad kitty."
Tiago leaned back and flopped onto the bed. "Sure am. Now are you going to punish me or not? If you are, those clothes will definitely have to go."
Dave's shoes, socks, and shorts were off in seconds. He struggled to remove his polo, and by the time it finally released its grip on Dave's head Tiago had already taken off his outer clothes. Underneath was his shiny black leather harness and collar. The dark, geometric shapes on his chest made the blue rosettes stand out even more. The svelte jaguar was a sight to behold.
The fox was about to slide off his underwear when Tiago caught his wrist. "Allow me," he purred. Dave took his paws away and the jaguar leaned his head in to nip at the elastic of his boxers and pull downward. Dave felt the other's nose and whiskers tickle his sensitive prick poking out from his sheath. Tiago pushed the boxers to the floor with a paw while his muzzle returned to Dave's groin. He could feel the jaguar's hot, moist breath on him.
Dave shuddered involuntarily as he felt Tiago's rough, wet tongue lap at the end of his dick. He could feel the blood pumping to his rod, making it a little harder and bigger with each quickening heartbeat. He let out a sigh of contentment. The feline tongue was undulating against his rod, longer and slower.
"Oohhhh, you're good," Dave breathed.
"Mm-hm," Tiago said, not taking his eyes off his prize.
Dave's shaft was nearly at full length now. The jaguar scooted closer to the edge of the bed without interrupting his rhythm of licking, and drew his head up higher. The fox knew what was coming next. He let out a groan as Tiago swallowed his entire dick. It was wet. It was hot. It was sticky. Just what he needed to relax after a hard week.
Tiago's tongue pressed against the underside of his cock and rubbed up and down in long strokes, from tip to base. The fox's knot was just starting to get thicker, so the jaguar made the most of the time, lubricating every inch he could, even letting his tongue probe underneath Dave's sheath. The fox shuddered. He felt his sack clench, starting to send pre to the eager mouth at the end of his shaft. Tiago purred when he first tasted it, the vibrations making Dave's entire groin area quiver.
Dave could hear a soft popping sound every time Tiago's lips went over his growing knot. By now it was nearly twice the girth of the rest of his shaft. The knot was tugging at the jaguar's black lips more and more.
"T-Tiago, come up a bit or I'll be tied to your face!"
The jaguar didn't seem to think of this as a bad thing. He grasped Dave's wrist and put the fox's hand on the back of his bobbing head. He wanted it as much as Dave did. The fox let out a shaky breath and put his other hand on Tiago's head, and helped control the rhythm. His hands made the jaguar go a little slower. He didn't want to blow his load already.
The fox gave a yip as he felt a yank on his dick. He looked down. The jaguar was looking up at him with a gleam in his emerald eyes. His lips were pressed against Dave's sheath, all the way past his knot. The fox tried pushing the jaguar's head back. It pulled on his cock instead of coming dislodged. He tried again, with the same result. Tiago's jaw wouldn't let go. Couldn't it open any wider? Were they stuck like this?
"Oh my god," Dave said, trying to push on the jaguar's shoulders. "Oh my god. I think we're stuck. Tiago, I--"
Tiago grabbed his wrists and placed them back on his head. He pushed himself forward, his lips brushing against Dave's base and his rough tongue caressing the thick knot. Dave grunted. He couldn't deny how good it felt. How tight it felt.
"Okay," the fox said. "You asked for it." He grasped Tiago's head more tightly and began moving it back and forth in short, quick motions. He could feel the jaguar's throat muscles moving, massaging his dick every time he swallowed. Tiago was caressing, sucking, pushing, pulling. His mouth felt increasingly tight around Dave's cock. Am I still getting bigger? he thought.
"F-fuuuuck..." The sensations were nothing like he'd felt before. Dave's fingers clenched at Tiago's short fur, ramming his cock into the tight muzzle over and over. "Nngh!" The fox grit his teeth. His breathing was getting louder, faster. His hands were trembling. Tiago started purring around his dick. The vibrations were too much...
Dave thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep in the jaguar's muzzle. He held it in place tightly as he unleashed his load. He could feel Tiago swallowing every bit of it, the exquisite throat movements making him cum even more. His sack rubbed against the jaguar's white chin as it emptied its contents one spurt at a time. Tiago sucked at his dick, coaxing out every bit of the hot, sticky substance he could. Dave let him have as much as he could take.
As Dave slowed down, he felt the back of the jaguar's throat tighten and the front loosen. Suddenly, the tightness was gone, and Tiago pulled off the fox's knot with an audible pop. Dave expected to hear the mixture of cum and saliva splatter across the floor, but only a few drips escaped the feline's muzzle. He'd managed to swallow nearly all of it.
Dave let out a sigh and laid down on the bed next to Tiago. "Oh my god," he said, then gave a soft chuckle. "That was... amazing. I thought we were gonna be stuck for half an hour at least." Tiago's only response was a classic feline yawn, stretching his mouth wide open and exposing his fangs. Dave realized that the jaguar could have chosen to come off his dick any time he wanted. He felt dumb.
Tiago gave him a mischievous smile and climbed on top of him. Dave let out a soft oof as the jaguar lowered himself onto his groin. "What are you doing?" Dave asked.
"You."
Dave's eyes widened. "But... but I just finished! I mean, I'd love to, but my kind--we just don't recharge as fast as yours."
Tiago reached back and spanked him on the ass. The fox gave a yip. "You're finished when I say so," the feline said in a low voice. "That round was my token of appreciation for coming to my concert. Now, I'm saying hello~"
Dave gave a sheepish grin. "This is how you say hello?"
"Did I just hear a complaint?"
Dave closed his eyes. "I didn't hear anything." His back muscles tightened as he brought his hips off the bed to rub his junk against Tiago's rear. The jaguar gave a satisfied grunt and fell into the rhythm Dave set. At first, the fox's dick didn't seem to want to stand up again, but after a few minutes of Tiago's silky-soft butt fur rubbing against it, it started getting hard once more.
"That's more like it," Tiago purred. His own dick was already fully erect, bouncing up and down slowly, extremely prominent in Dave's field of vision. Dave could make out every soft, sensitive barb on the tip. Memories of that majestic cock deep inside him made him shiver.
Dave's slickened shaft was starting to lift off his belly and stand on its own, leaving strings of cum and pre trailing from the tip. Tiago reached down to position it between his ass cheeks and began rubbing himself up and down Dave's length. The fox could feel the blood pumping into his member. He swelled in the jaguar's crevasse.
"Told ya you weren't done," the jaguar said with a smile. He pointed to his bobbing cock. "Now how about helping me out here?"
Dave grabbed the jaguar's ass with one paw and his dick with the other. He rubbed his thumb over the barbed head while he pumped the upper half of the shaft. Tiago murred and dribbled pre from his tip. Dave considered wiping it with a finger and tasting the delicious, salty substance, but instead used it to help coat Tiago's shaft. The skin was soft and supple, and now it was also slick.
He gasped as the jaguar rotated his hips such that the next grinding motion sent the head of Dave's cock right through the awaiting sphincter. It hugged his shaft closely in a hot, moist embrace.
The fox shuddered. "Damn... Haven't you had anything up there recently?"
"Three whole days," Tiago rued. "Forgot to pack my dildos for the business trip."
"You poor thing." Dave gave a sly grin. "In that case, I hope you find me a good substitution." He rammed his hips upward.
The jaguar yowled lustily. Dave knew he liked it rough. Tiago's tight sphincter now rested just above his growing knot. "Ohhhh y-yessssss," the feline hissed, lowering himself further down onto Dave's stiff rod.
Dave grasped Tiago's dick and started pumping in time with his hip thrusts. The jaguar's breath came short and hot. Pre dribbled down his barbed shaft freely. Dave could feel Tiago getting stretched wide open around his vulpine cock. The scents of taint, cum, pre, musk and sweat permeated the air in an intoxicating mixture. Dave could practically taste the pheromones.
The resistance against Dave's cock was slowly increasing. His knot was growing bigger. Every time it passed by Tiago's muscled ring, it made a wet schlok sound. Soon, the impedance was slowing down their rhythm. Dave's breath was shaky. It felt like Tiago's body was trying to hold him in. Soon, he would have to allow it.
Dave felt a tingling sensation from below. His balls were churning, getting ready to blow his second load of the day. His paw mashed against Tiago's sheath again and again, trying to bring him over the edge. The jaguar was giving a low growl of pleasure, quickly increasing in pitch and volume. He bent low over Dave's body and slammed his ass down on the fox's dick, going tip to base with each motion. "Fuck-k," Tiago sputtered. His face was contorted from exertion and ecstasy. Dave had never seen the jaguar so thoroughly enjoy himself before.
Tiago slammed himself down on his cock with finality, throwing his head back and letting out a lewd yowl as his barbed cock shot its load at Dave's face. The fox kept pumping it with his paw. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide, letting the jaguar's sweet semen coat his tongue. Tiago's ring clenched down on his dick with every pump. Dave tried to pull back his hips for one last plunge, but his thick knot was stuck inside the jaguar once more. Instead of ending his orgasm in one big thrust, Tiago was forcing it to build up slowly, keeping him right on the edge for a painfully long moment. At last, his vulpine cock spewed its contents, coating Tiago's insides once more. The tight passageway seemed to suck at his shaft, milking it as hard as it could. Dave humped the jaguar's ass from below over and over, propelling himself as deep inside as he could go.
The mutual orgasm finally slowed to a dribble, leaving both participants gasping for breath. Dave closed his mouth and swallowed Tiago's savory cum. It was every bit as good as he remembered.
Tiago moved his ass back and forth, slowly working himself off the fox's engorged knot. Finding the task harder than anticipated, he reached back, pried his ass cheeks in opposite directions, and gently pulled upward. Right as it began to hurt, Dave's knot popped free. The sudden cold and the release of pressure made his cock spurt one last strand. Tiago's loose hole dribbled cum. The fox's groin felt wet all over.
Tiago leaned in and gave him a wet, sloppy kiss. Dave put his hand behind the jaguar's head and let him taste his own cum. Their tongues played between their mouths for a full minute before Tiago separated himself, got up from the bed and stretched his toned limbs.
"We need to do this more often," the jaguar purred.
"Definitely," the fox said, too exhausted to move.
Tiago went to the bathroom and washed up. Dave propped his head on a pillow and watched as his penis slowly retreated back into its sheath. The entire area between his legs felt unnaturally warm and sticky. He loved the sensation. He knew he'd have to get cleaned up for work eventually, but for now he was content to sit back and enjoy the moment.
Fifteen minutes later, Tiago stepped out of the bathroom, dressed once more in his street clothes. "Where are you going?" Dave asked.
"I've got work too, y'know. I've gotta get packed and ready to leave for my next DJ gig," he said. "You know I can never stay in town as long as I'd like."
"Yeah," Dave said, disappointed. "You know when you'll be back next?"
"Probably soon. The manager of Amplitude said she really liked my performance, and said she'll call in a few days to book another gig."
"That's great!" the fox said. His vulpine tail wagged between his legs. "You think... Think we could have the same deal we had this time?"
"You mean if you come to my performance?" The jaguar smiled. "It's a deal."
Tiago put a paw on the door handle and opened it. He paused and looked back at the fox, still lying on the bed. "By the way, when I was talking with Allison earlier, she mentioned she had another job for you." The jaguar gave him a wink. "Good luck, detective." He disappeared with a flick of the tail.
Dave frowned. Another job? Did this one involve the same type of 'investigation'? His interest was piqued, but he didn't have the energy. He needed coffee.
He dragged himself off the bed, still naked, and entered the bathroom. He grabbed his mug of coffee from where it sat under the new machine's spout. Dave took a sip. It was cold. He didn't realize they'd been doing it for so long.
The fox shook his head. So much for that magical first cup. Still, the machine would be right there waiting for him once he got back from seeing Allison. Knowing her, she wanted to have the job done as soon as possible.
But first, he had to tell Warren the good news. And he could really use a shower.
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