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A Mishap with the App

For bbbuuu

By Draconicon

Fox McCloud was not in the best state to be meeting new people. With Falco having just left the team due to personal disagreements and taking a certain number of secrets with him, the fox was more irritated than usual. Irritated...well, more hurt, he supposed, now that he had the time and distance to think about it.

He leaned back against the holo-pole behind his back, staring up and into the different holograms that dance over his head as part of the idle entertainment that the structures offered those that passed by. They were supposed to read one's thoughts and pick up on the brainwaves that one had, and then show the sort of things that you needed or wanted to see at that time.

Went to show that they didn't have that big a database for different options, because they were showing women rather than the naked men that he was hoping to see tonight.

Goddammit, Falco...

It hadn't been the best relationship between them, but it had been a fun one. They had their rivalry in public, and they had their fun in private. Thick, hot, throbbing fun, for that matter, the sort of fun that they didn't really dare get from someone else.

Despite everything, there was still a bias against soldiers that were anything less than the sort of rugged man's man that they had to present themselves as, after all, and mercenaries had it even worse. There were too many mercenary companies out there for anyone to allow them to be anything but the most masculine of warriors.

And that meant not appearing as gay to the public.

He just hoped that Falco would remember that little deal. If the bird ever outed him, then Fox would be able to out his old partner, too. It was mutually assured destruction. They would ruin each other if it ever came out.

But that didn't stop his problems right there, right then. Three weeks since Falco left, three weeks in which he'd been too upset and angry and even furious to really notice the other needs that the bird normally fulfilled. However, now that all those things were dying down and it was more replaced with hurt, he was starting to notice what he needed again.

Dick.

A lot of dick.

Big dick, preferably, but he would take anything that he could get at this point. His tail kept flagging at the wrong times, flicking up whenever he was around a species that might have something bigger than average to offer him. So far, there hadn't been any real giveaways, but it was getting more and more out of control.

It was why he was out here tonight, having put an anonymous profile up on one of the hookup apps that Corneria had. He had specified what he wanted, knocked off any big canines that might have been Wolf in disguise, and then hoped for the best.

He looked at his communicator. His hookup was about a minute off, from what the app said, and he hoped that the other guy would be punctual. It had been three weeks, more, since he'd had a good stretch back there, and he needed -

"Hmm...where is he?"

Fox's ears flicked at the sound of a familiar voice, and he slowly looked over his shoulder and around the pole. Standing right on the other side, looking down at his own communicator, was a face that he hadn't expected to see, and quite honestly, didn't want to.

"Panther?" Fox asked.

The feline whipped his head up. He was in his flight suit, as was Fox, and both of them dropped their communicators at the same time to go for their blasters. They were just about to draw when their communicators beeped when they came in contact with each other. As one, the little machines said:

"You have arrived. Your hookup is directly in front of you."

Neither fox nor panther could believe what they had heard, and they both stared at the machines before slowly raising their heads to look at each other. Fox shook his head.

Him? Mr. Ladies Man?

That did not compute in the slightest. This had to be a trap. His eyes flicked back and forth to the buildings behind Panther's shoulders, looking for some window where a rifle was just starting to poke out, or some flicker of light in the distance to show that the Star Wolf team was swooping in.

There was nothing.

He looked back at Panther, arching an eyebrow in a demand for an explanation. The feline shook his head.

"You first..."

"...What do you mean, you first? You were the one that obviously -"

"You...are interested in other men?" the feline asked, raising an eyebrow.

"...You were looking for someone, too," he said. "You wouldn't be on that app and out here alone without being interested."

"..."

"...Oh god..."

"You can't tell anyone. I have four ladies that are waiting next week. If any of them found out that I..."

Both of them fell silent shortly after, and on Fox's side, he realized that this was another situation similar to what he had had with Falco. Neither of them could admit what they were doing without completely outing the other. For Fox, it would kill his business if it came out that he was a mercenary that took it up the ass. For Panther, it would kill his personal life, or at least, the pride that he had in it, if his ladies found out that he sometimes preferred men.

Neither of them could mention this without the other being fucked over, too.

As their expressions shifted from shock to pleasure at the realization, Fox nodded down the street.

"Let's get out of here before someone realizes who we are."

"Agreed."

"Does Wolf know?" Fox asked as they walked down the street.

"No. And he won't, if you know what's good for you."

"Just as long as my team doesn't find out, either."

"Then we understand each other...vixen."

"Hmmph. You read the profile, then?" Fox asked, chuckling. "This'll be an interesting night..."

They reached the hotel that he had bought and paid for on an anonymous card. He had several of those for emergencies, something that his father had trained him to keep around when they were still working together. Back then, things had been simpler. Back then, he just had his flings in the barracks and left things to sort themselves out.

Now, he had to go to hotels, had to go in under assumed names, had to make sure that he didn't make a big deal about Panther coming up behind him. There were hundreds of small things that had to be done to keep the reality of what they were doing a secret, just so that they didn't out themselves before they were ready.

Fox made sure that the door was locked while Panther sat on the edge of the bed, boots off and shirt following. He smiled to himself.

"When you're not shooting at me, you don't look half-bad."

"And you, from behind, appeal far more to the side of me that enjoys the ladies."

"You don't have to keep hammering that button, you know."

"You did list it as one of your favorites, Fox."

"It's not the only favorite, though."

It was just a reliable one. It wasn't like he wanted to be a female, of course. He could have done that, if he really wanted, but it wasn't like he felt like he needed to lose his dick, get breasts, or anything like that. However, the slight humiliation of reminding him that it was a vixen that bottomed, and a real fox that stayed on top...well, that hit buttons, particularly with his ass having enough size to really look like a vixen's rump from behind.

"Come here. Allow me to admire what you have."

"Well, that's quite the invitation. What's got you so flirty tonight?"

"I treat my men the way that I treat my ladies. With respect...and with pleasure."

He smiled a bit at that, unable to quite hide the grin that came out. It wasn't exactly what he had gone on the app for, but he wasn't going to say no. Fox pulled his shirt off as he walked back to the bed, and he wasn't too surprised when Panther grabbed him by the hips. He half-expected his zipper to come down, but instead, the feline slowly turned him around, making him face the other way.

Then, and only then, did his pants start to get loosened. He smiled, lifting his tail up and to the side, cooperating by helping slide it free so it didn't become a hindrance. His pants and his underwear hit the ground, and he felt clawed fingers grabbing, groping, rubbing his rump. It pushed him up on his tiptoes a bit, and he sighed under his breath.

"Mmmph..."

"Yes, quite the fine rump, McCloud...You would draw more eyes than a vixen with this thing...Curvaceous, and firm."

"Heh, so technical."

"Should I wax lyrical, then? Should I compare it to the twin moons of far Daryen, rising and drawing the eye with their gentle curves, dancing and swaying across the sky in dizzying motions, inspiring lust with their very passage?"

"...That's better, yeah."

"You are a man of many surprises, McCloud. A pity that you hide this rump in your flight suit. I would have savored it many a time before now if I knew what was waiting for me..."

Fox had to admit, he hadn't had someone actually admire him like this before. Usually, when it was him and Falco, it was more that they trash-talked each other for a bit before Fox got pinned to the wall and fucked. Often with a bit of a hate-fuck behind it after he had outflown the bird and Falco felt the need to show that he was still better at something.

This was different, though, particularly as Panther parted his ass cheeks and -

"Mmmmph...oh boy..."

Fox was definitely up on tiptoes for that, as he felt that tongue working over his taint and then over his pucker. The fox's tail went up good and high for that, and his hole clenched hard in shock as he felt that tongue lapping over it again and again.

"Mmmph...fuck...ah..."

Panther said nothing, instead seeming to focus more on the task at hand. Or rather, at tongue. He shivered as he felt that limber thing flicking over his asshole again and again. It was not quite pushing in yet, but it was lapping against his hole directly, reminding him of how good it would feel to have something inside.

Fox shivered as he felt it getting faster, firmer. He had to lean back, had to grab something, and that something to support him ended up being the feline's head. He whispered an apology, but couldn't find anything else to do, particularly as that tongue started thrusting against his pucker, pushing inside just a half-inch or so to really get him going. He whimpered, biting his lip as he felt his needs rising.

"Oh fuck...fuck...fuck..."

The sensation of that tongue going inside was nice, hot, and wet, and it made him feel like a good little slut getting prepped for that big dick that he was going to get. He doubted that the feline had something that big, nothing compared to that fat cock that Falco had between his legs, but it was going to be good enough.

He started to ride back, thrusting his hips back to meet that tongue sliding in. As he fucked himself on Panther's muzzle and tongue, he could feel his hole opening, and his cock throbbed, swelling up and slapping against his belly from the pure pleasure that came from some real attention from someone else after so long.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"You moan like the most eager of women, McCloud," Panther said, and Fox shivered as he felt that tongue sliding out of his hole, leaving him slippery and wet back there. "Join me on the bed. Let us continue."

Fox had no problem with that. Kicking off his boots, he let his clothes hit the floor as he slipped onto the bed. He was on all fours already, and he let himself be led forward with a hand on his hip. Gathering a few of the pillows, he thrust his ass up and pushed his tail off to the side.

"Well? What do you think?" he asked.

"An offering that no man could refuse, my friend."

"Mmm, heh, well, it was always a view that other guys liked."

"You are a gift to those that question whether they like men. You would guide them to that realization with ease with a rump so fine."

"You keep flattering me, and I'm gonna set this pillow on fire from blushing."

"Then perhaps I should flatter it with flesh rather than words."

Panther reached down, and Fox turned with more than idle curiosity, curious what his partner for the night was packing. Falco had had seven inches, but had been rather round, rather thick to make up for the fact that it was only slightly above average. He imagined a feline would have some decent equipment, but he wasn't expecting -

"Holy..."

He stared at the thick thing that popped out from the feline's suit. It wasn't thicker than Falco, but was definitely as thick, slightly more than two inches around. More than that, though, it was longer. Two inches longer, standing out at nine. The panther was a real stud down there.

"No wonder the ladies keep coming back," Fox said, shaking his head in amazement.

"It is a useful tool. Perhaps it will call you back, too."

"Heh, I think with all the praise you're heaping on my ass, it's more likely to do that to you."

"We shall see. What will prevail, your lovely rump, or my fine shaft?"

"Oh, just put it in and let's find out. You licked it enough."

He was smiling, he realized, something that he hadn't expected to be doing. Perhaps there was something...

No, no, he shouldn't be stupid. Panther was a good man for the night, but they were on completely opposite teams. There was no way in heaven or hell that anything more than a one-night stand was possible. He'd just have to remember this really clearly for the future.

And as he felt that fat dick slip between his ass cheeks, he had a fairly good feeling that he would remember this for a very, very long time.

Fox groaned as he felt the tip reach his pucker. He had been stretching a lot with Falco, not just with the bird's dick but also with his toys. But that had been three weeks ago. He hadn't completely tightened up, but as the big cat started to grind against him, sliding that cock against his pucker, he could feel that he was going to have to relax a bit. He bit his lip, forcing himself to breathe deep, and pushed back the next time that Panther pushed forward.

They met, his hole flexing for a moment before giving way. He groaned, half in discomfort - not pain, but discomfort - and half in pleasure. God, the feeling of having that hot stretch to his pucker was like nothing else. The warmth of that cock head inside him, too, was even better.

"Mmm, you are quite lovely inside...I'll have to spend plenty of time in you to memorize that feeling..."

"Then get moving...we don't have all night."

Panther got right to it, just hard enough to give him a good stretch but not enough to turn it into something painful. The feeling of that thick cock going so deep, touching new places, though, was exactly what Fox needed. He rolled his head back for a moment before dropping it back to the pillows, arching his back and pushing his hips towards the feline's thrusts.

Each thrust forward was a long, slow glide, for now. It pushed in deep, dragging at his hole, making him feel that friction and that stretch as Panther pushed him hard, forcing him to take inch after inch after inch. He could feel it, moaned as he curled his toes from the sheer pleasure of all that cock. His own throbbed up against his belly, eager to respond to the prostate stimulation that he was finally getting again.

He half-expected the mockery that always came with Falco, but no. There were pleasured grunts, clawed fingers reaching down over his chest. Fox gasped as pointed tips found his nipples, twisting them gently.

"My vixen for the night...you make such eager sounds..."

"Ah...ah..."

"Moan for me..."

Fox shivered, wanting to hold back, but at the same time, he didn't know why. Was it really that embarrassing to let himself -

Panther managed to get just the right sort of pinch-twist to his nipples while hilting in him at the same time. Fox couldn't help it, and let out a high, shaky moan, one that faded into a whimper of embarrassment.

"That's a good vixen," Panther growled in his ear.

"Mmmph...tease..."

"Then let me stop teasing...and start satisfying."

There was enough of a growl to that statement to give him all sorts of lusty shivers, and as the feline slid back, gripping his hips properly, Fox could feel that there was a lot more energy behind the big guy now. The slow pull as Panther slid back, the way that his hole burned again as that thick cock slid out of him, kept his own shaft good and hard in anticipation of what would happen next.

After a moment of adjusting himself, including moving those clawed fingers to the perfect spot on Fox's hips for a good grip, Panther showed him.

"Ah! Ah, oh, oh god!"

It was just as hard and fast as he had hoped for, and that longer dick was taking him to cloud nine a hell of a lot faster than Falco ever did. Each thrust bottomed out so fast that he barely had time to imagine it going in. He felt those furred balls slapping against his, just enough to push him down, to hold him in place. The impact, the feeling of that furred crotch slapping his ass, hit him hard, only for Panther to pull back and do it all over again.

In, out, in, out. Fox had to bite down on his pillow to not start screaming from just how hard he was getting used and just how good it felt, his cock swinging around under him, between his legs, up against his belly. It was drooling, dripping, occasionally squirting pre, staining him and the bed.

God, how long can he go? he wondered. How long...how long can I go?

Because he had always outlasted Falco. He had no idea if he was going to be able to do the same with Panther.

The End

Summary: Fox goes on a blind date to see if he can find someone to fuck him after Falco left. He does...but it's not who he expects.

Tags: M/M, panther, fox, Fox McCloud, rule 34, Starfox, Star Fox, hotel, one night stand, rimming, admiration, teasing, anal, pre-cum, dripping, gentle, erection,