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The fox finished with Arcade’s shirt buttons and practically ripped it off, licked a line up his chest and dug his teeth into his shoulder, and Arcade’s incessant laughter was cut off by a groan. He pressed Vulpes against the wall and freed his own member- which was completely flaccid. He spat in his palm and pumped a few times, anything? Nothing? Well, this was fantastic. He was really, really horny, and really, really soft. Alcohol does that, numbskull, some sober part of him whispered.

“Uh...” he started a bit awkwardly, looking up, but Vulpes had his teeth to his ear, and nails to his back, young, nubile and virile, achingly hard-on brushing Arcade’s erectile dysfunction. He stroked the useful dick in front of him, and Fox groaned, and lapped at Arcade’s ear, and still soft? Yes, still soft. “Oh, fuck it.” he mumbled, and pumped quicker, and focused on getting at least one of them off. Vulpes growled, and threw his head back, and Arcade bit into the junction of his shoulder, and he apparently really really liked that, because he clawed welts into Arcade’s back and came in enviable spurts on Arcade’s hand, and abdomen, and open pants and streaked his softie, like a mark of shame.

Arcade tucked the offending appendage away and supported himself on the wall while Vulpes mouthed at his neck, knees shaking. “You profligate churl...” he mumbled, and kissed his jaw. “Degenerate harlot...” He nipped gently at the doctor’s earlobe. “What have you done to me...?”

The Follower chuckled. “S'duced you, that’s what.” He grabbed Vulpes’s shirt collar, and pulled him to the bed, tossing him down before collapsing next to him, inebriated and exhausted. “G'night...”

Vulpes was gone by morning, the only evidence of him the dried spunk, his half of the bed made-up to look untouched, but Arcade’s labcoat was folded on the end table when he very distinctly remembered discarding it downstairs.

The Courier found him early, had finally decided how she was going to approach Benny; apparently she cozied-up with his second-in-command and together formulated a plan involving Swank bending operating rules, and Six using her notorious seduction skills to get him alone. Arcade languished at the bar, there only if Benny managed to escape her and flee through the casino. In the end, he made it out through a secret back exit, and Six didn’t even want him dead. Go figure.

No, the event of the night was exiting the Tops- and meeting an incognito Legion agent.

“My Lord requires your presence at his camp, at Fortification Hill. His Mark will guarantee your safe-conduct through our lands. You may bring your Companion,” he says with a wink to Arcade neither of them miss, “if you like.”

I never thought I could like Vulpes/Arcade but this was just the right blend of sexy and cracky and I was utterly delighted. Bravo, A!Anon!

I fucking died at "dick in a box." A!A, this was fabulous.

"Unwrapping a present with a dick" really spoke to me on a spiritual level a!a

He's such a handsome gent.

And I must say so is Vulpes - though gent he most definitely is NOT.

Well done, A!A. LOL @ captcha ... 'love-hate.' Ya think?

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ROFL! Poor Arcade.