<blockquote><div><cite>bubble_dragon wrote:</cite>Fiana looked around, then walked in. "It's nice, sort of like you, not fancy but comfortable looking." She reached out with one foot, and pushed the door closed behind them. The apartment lights weren't on, but neither foxes nor wolves had any particular problem with low light levels.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris blinked at the...compliment. "Thanks...?" He chuckled and walked into the main living area, turning around to her as she sat down on the sofa, joining her and smiling.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Mind if I get comfortable too?" She stepped over to the sofa, and slung her jacket down. She pulled a vial from one pocket, examined it, then with a sigh put it back. "Well, even if I'm not going to get you inside me via my alimentary canal, there are other ways of getting you inside me, at least partially..."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris peered at the vial, thinking hard for a moment.<span style="font-style: italic">...One night can't hurt. 'sides...it's not as if it's permanent...</span>He took the vial off her, uncapped it and downed it in one go. He grinned at the fox. "I hope to get inside you an awful lot tonight."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> She gave him and over the shoulder, come-hither look, amber irises flashing in the light from the window, though in the low light, her pupils were almost human round. "The thing about this cat suit is since the zip's at the back, it's awkward to undo it myself..."<br/><br/>The invitation was clear to someone far denser than Chris.<br/><br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris had got up to the kitchen for a moment, to place his jacket somewhere, and came back as she gave him the come-hither look. He grinned at the look she was giving him, stretching out languidly and coming over. As she spoke he nearly burst out laughing.<span style="font-style: italic"> Did she just say that?</span>He reached for the zipper and started to pull it down. He was going to enjoy himself tonight.<br/><br/>Much romping later...<br/><br/>Chris lay on his back, a big smirk plastered on his face, along with his hair, soaked with sweat. He turned round to the foxie, snuggling her close to him. "Mmmrrr...now that was good."