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((CW: Blowjob, Implied Musk, STRADES GETTING ROAD HEAD DOG IDK WHAT YOU EXPECTING))

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[Spencer was about to make a snarky reply to Strade’s comment, but his words were knocked out of him as soon as she felt the others hand roughly GRIP onto the back of his head and shove it down onto the others crotch, his grey eyes WIDENING at the visible hard-on the German man already had as it took everything in the beastkin to NOT start immediately DROOLING all over the other man’s khakis.

Oh god. He fucking missed that man’s cock too.

Spencer couldn’t decide on WHAT he should do, but after some quick thinking she decided to use her sharp, fang-like teeth to pull down the zipper to Strade’s pants, quickly and hastily undoing them as he used his hands to pull his khakis and boxers down just enough to free himself.

The familiar, rather musky smell of the older man’s girthy, uncut, and extremely hairy cock hit the younger boy’s face instantly as he gladly inhaled the strong scent before using a hand to hold Strade’s dick still…]

“Go ahead and drive, I’ll take care of ya.~”

[With that, Spencer opened his mouth wide and took Strade’s entire length down his throat, a loud gagging noise emitting from the brunette as his ears pinned back and his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. Holy fuck. Despite being about average length…his girth definitely well made up for it.

The fox boy bobbed her head up and down on the German’s cock while he pulled out of the parking lot and began the drive back to his, no, THEIR house, trying his best to keep his eyes on the road but damn, did Spencer make it fucking difficult.]

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[ Close call. Way too close for comfort. Strade had been too careless this time, which had lead to warm blood pooling on the cold floor of the basement once again, only this time it was him bleeding out. What he had thought was a near death situation became a full on death situation, dire enough for him to depart from this life, at least momentarily. He should've been done for. Yet an old friend from the Nether had somehow granted him one more chance at life. Eventually Strade recovered, gaining consciousness again, but came to realize his pets had escaped. This was something he'd expected from the other fox, but not the other. How long had he been dead?

Long enough for them to move on, apparently. He tried to shrug it off, but couldn't deny missing his favorite pet. Strade wasn't sure he was able to feel affection the same way other people did, which is why this... fondness towards Spencer had surprised him, too. He didn't know what to do with these feelings, all he knew was that he had to get him back. The house felt too empty.

His determination had brought him to his current location, outside of an apartment complex. This had to be it. Strade could recognize his snuff star anywhere, and had managed to track down a person online that had to be no one else but his fox. He considered breaking in and abducting his sleeping beauty, fantasized about it even, but decided it was too risky. Instead he waited nearby in his car. The fox would recognize it for sure. It'd catch him off-guard and give Strade enough time to do his thing. Surprise Spencer. ]

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[Hearing Strade’s words soothed Spencer as his crying eventually stopped, the others black shirt underneath his signature unbuttoned, green top now stained with tears, runny mascara, and red and black eyeshadow.

Nothing he wasn’t used to with the other anyways, but usually for other reasons.

The beastkins body stiffened up when she felt the others large, calloused fingers stroke his tail as he began purring in pleasure, a dumb smile forming on her face as his ears relaxed and drooped down to the sides of her head. Oh, how he missed him pampering her like this.]

“Mmhmm…I’m yours. Yours forever.”

[Spencer replied in a loving yet serious tone, her tail continuing to wag under Strade’s touch before he leaned back a bit, hinting that he wants the German to start driving them to his house. The house the brunette has been homesick for…]

“Well we better get goin’ before someone sees us, yea?”

[As Strade was about to shift his car out of park and start pulling out of the parking lot, Spencer gently grabbed his wrist and stopped him…like he had something else to say before the other started driving. A smirk formed on the others smeared, painted lips as she cleared her throat before suggesting something to the other in the driver seat.]

“Hey, I know we JUST reunited after god knows how long, I lost count honestly, but you want me to…ya know…”

[The fox boy then made a certain motion with his free hand near his mouth as he slightly opened it and pressed his tongue right up against his cheek, making an almost phallic-like shape as he moved it around rapidly alongside his hand.

It was obviously what he was referring to here.]

“Heh…Some “roadhead” eh? Cmonnnn, just like how I would before we went to the bar!~”

[It’s obvious the poor thing has been a bit sexually repressed since Strade’s “departure”, although that is Spencer’s own fault due to denying any sexual advances she could of taken because of his grief. This would be the first time he’s gotten any action in a LONG TIME.]

“So? What do ya say?~”

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[ Close call. Way too close for comfort. Strade had been too careless this time, which had lead to warm blood pooling on the cold floor of the basement once again, only this time it was him bleeding out. What he had thought was a near death situation became a full on death situation, dire enough for him to depart from this life, at least momentarily. He should've been done for. Yet an old friend from the Nether had somehow granted him one more chance at life. Eventually Strade recovered, gaining consciousness again, but came to realize his pets had escaped. This was something he'd expected from the other fox, but not the other. How long had he been dead?

Long enough for them to move on, apparently. He tried to shrug it off, but couldn't deny missing his favorite pet. Strade wasn't sure he was able to feel affection the same way other people did, which is why this... fondness towards Spencer had surprised him, too. He didn't know what to do with these feelings, all he knew was that he had to get him back. The house felt too empty.

His determination had brought him to his current location, outside of an apartment complex. This had to be it. Strade could recognize his snuff star anywhere, and had managed to track down a person online that had to be no one else but his fox. He considered breaking in and abducting his sleeping beauty, fantasized about it even, but decided it was too risky. Instead he waited nearby in his car. The fox would recognize it for sure. It'd catch him off-guard and give Strade enough time to do his thing. Surprise Spencer. ]

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[Spencer was expecting to hear and see his ginger haired friend reply back with some snarky ass comment, but his heart nearly EXPLODED out of his chest when he heard that familiar, deep, accent laced voice and saw him behind the wheel once the car window was fully down.

It was him. It’s Strade. It HAD to be him. His greasy, lengthy brown hair, his tanned skin, the stubble, the same scar he’s always had on his jawline, those almost glowing orange eyes that always pierced into him with that unnerving German stare…

This couldn’t be ANY sort of impersonator. Unless they went the extra mile to fool him.

The beastkin dropped both of the beers he was holding, the opened one exploding EVERYWHERE onto the blacktop of the parking lot as the unopened can somehow remained intact. His breath became shaky as he just stood there for a moment.]

“I…Is this a dream?!”

[Spencer dumbly asked out loud, before realizing what he just said was absolutely stupid. He quickly pinched his arm, expecting to shoot up in his bed and have another mental breakdown afterwards. Nope. Still standing in the parking lot and staring at the other in his car like he just saw a ghost.

Oh my god.

Tears formed in his grey eyes as he finally began moving again, scooping up the unopened beer can off the ground as she quickly made his way to the passenger seat of the car and flung the door open, plopping right down into the seat and slamming the door shut.

God, she missed being inside this damn car.

The brunette looked over at Strade, still in the driver seat, smirking at him while the fox boy inspected him closely. It looked like he NEVER died, his body being perfectly unharmed…and still just as attractive to him as ever. He slammed the beer can into the drink holder before going in to wrap his arms around the other man, hugging him VERY tightly.

Spencer didn’t give a fuck to question HOW he came back from THAT incident, all he cared about is that Strade is alive and well and he was finally free from this shitty “new” life of his and his inner torment. Everything was going to be okay now in his mind.]

“Strade…S-Strade…”

[The younger man mumbled, bursting into tears of happiness as he held the German man close to him, the familiar warmth of his body comforting him greatly as the smell of motor oil, grease, and musk hit her senses, inhaling it like it was a fine cologne. God. It really isn’t a dream.]

“I-Im so glad it’s really y-you…D-Don’t EVER leave me again. Please. I was s-so fucking MISERABLE without you…”

[Spencer sniffed as her tail wagged excitingly, like a dog that missed its owner. He hoped Strade missed him too and was planning on keeping him again like old times. He had to be, right?]

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[ Close call. Way too close for comfort. Strade had been too careless this time, which had lead to warm blood pooling on the cold floor of the basement once again, only this time it was him bleeding out. What he had thought was a near death situation became a full on death situation, dire enough for him to depart from this life, at least momentarily. He should've been done for. Yet an old friend from the Nether had somehow granted him one more chance at life. Eventually Strade recovered, gaining consciousness again, but came to realize his pets had escaped. This was something he'd expected from the other fox, but not the other. How long had he been dead?

Long enough for them to move on, apparently. He tried to shrug it off, but couldn't deny missing his favorite pet. Strade wasn't sure he was able to feel affection the same way other people did, which is why this... fondness towards Spencer had surprised him, too. He didn't know what to do with these feelings, all he knew was that he had to get him back. The house felt too empty.

His determination had brought him to his current location, outside of an apartment complex. This had to be it. Strade could recognize his snuff star anywhere, and had managed to track down a person online that had to be no one else but his fox. He considered breaking in and abducting his sleeping beauty, fantasized about it even, but decided it was too risky. Instead he waited nearby in his car. The fox would recognize it for sure. It'd catch him off-guard and give Strade enough time to do his thing. Surprise Spencer. ]

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[Spencer was laying in his filthy bed as usual, completely nude and staring at his molding ceiling. He couldn’t sleep. Again. How many nights does this make it now?! She almost wanted to bash her head up against the headboard of her bed as he gave up after the last attempt at going to bed.

Fuck. At least he didn’t have work later.

The beastkin sighed as he sat up, grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighter on his nightstand as he popped one into his mouth, lighting it and taking a good, long draw from it.

Spencer couldn’t sleep because he was thinking of him again. What she considered her lost “true love”: Strade. They had met at Spencer’s old job: A cashier at a local alternative clothing shop that happened to sell anime merchandise. He was taken on a simple, cute little bar date…then was kidnapped and turned into Strade’s second pet. Well. He considered himself to be more then the German man’s pet, anyway. They had a relationship much much closer then one would think, they almost felt more like passionate lovers then a captor being with his captive.

The younger brunette even willingly helped him with his “movies”, she’d go to the bar with the older man and help him pick out his new victims, then help drag them back to that horrible basement and torture the poor bastards alongside Strade. It’s why he took on the username “BONELUVRR777” in the first place! They were known as B3G_CRY and BONELUVRR777, The cruelest snuff stream duo the dark web has ever see.

…

That was, until Strade’s untimely demise.

Now, Spencer was stuck in this shitty apartment alone and couldn’t sleep because he was getting those horrible flashbacks again; Of watching Strade bleed to death because his newest captive fought back and brutally stabbed him while he and Ren stood around his dying body, dumbfounded on how to help him. How they cleaned up the blood after he died and tried to pretend nothing happened, how they shoved the victims body into the kiln like Strade would of…

How they ripped out and ate his damn heart together…

It haunted him. It haunted him badly. Spencer almost wanted to drive to that old house and drag the German man’s rotten, frozen corpse out of that freezer and give him one last hug…

No. That’s wrong. And weird.

The obsession was still there though. The fact he took most of his weapons and cuddled them at night is enough proof of that. Tonight, it was the same axe the brunette had used to chop up his neighbor just a couple nights beforehand, it was obviously cleaned afterwards as he placed it in-between his breasts and sighed lovingly. If only it was him.

She finally removed it from herself and placed it on the edge of the bed after a few minutes of weirdly cuddling it, he was planning on going to get up and get himself a beer from the fridge when his ears perked up at the sound of a familiar car pulling into the parking lot of the complex. He was going to just ignore it, but curiosity got to the best of him as he quickly went to look out the window that gave him a good view of the parking lot, lifting the blinds as his grey eyes widened when he noticed it.

That…that car sitting there…it looked EXACTLY like Strade’s Car! The color, the way it sounded, he could even make out some of the stickers on it!

Spencer then quickly tried snapping himself into reality, realizing that Ren took some of Strade’s belongings too after they stuffed his body in the freezer. Guess he finally learned how to drive and is just fucking with the other beastkin for shits and giggles now. He almost wanted to text the other and call him a complete dickhead for it, but decided to confront who he thought was Ren in person instead.

Spencer threw on one of his bikini tops and a pair of simple black shorts as he got himself and “Ren” a beer out of the fridge before sliding his beat up Converse’s on and exited his apartment, not bothering to hide his ears and tail as the rest of his neighbors were definitely asleep by now and she could pull some explanation out of her ass anyways if needed.

The brunette fox quickly ran down the steps and ran into the parking lot, making his way to the familiar car with a smirk on his face as he held up the unopened beer to the tinted windows.]

“Ren! You fucking JACKASS! So THIS is how you’re going to reveal to me that you learned how to drive finally?!”

[Spencer playfully yelled at to the other person in the car as he made his way to the drivers window, gently tapping it with his clawed pinky finger while still gripping onto the beer can tightly. He couldn’t see in it well due to the tinted windows, still believing his friend is on the other side.]

“Well, I brought ya a beer if you wanna hang! Your place or mine?”

[Spencer was not prepared at all for what awaited him on the other side when the driver’s window started rolling down…]

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[ Close call. Way too close for comfort. Strade had been too careless this time, which had lead to warm blood pooling on the cold floor of the basement once again, only this time it was him bleeding out. What he had thought was a near death situation became a full on death situation, dire enough for him to depart from this life, at least momentarily. He should've been done for. Yet an old friend from the Nether had somehow granted him one more chance at life. Eventually Strade recovered, gaining consciousness again, but came to realize his pets had escaped. This was something he'd expected from the other fox, but not the other. How long had he been dead?

Long enough for them to move on, apparently. He tried to shrug it off, but couldn't deny missing his favorite pet. Strade wasn't sure he was able to feel affection the same way other people did, which is why this... fondness towards Spencer had surprised him, too. He didn't know what to do with these feelings, all he knew was that he had to get him back. The house felt too empty.

His determination had brought him to his current location, outside of an apartment complex. This had to be it. Strade could recognize his snuff star anywhere, and had managed to track down a person online that had to be no one else but his fox. He considered breaking in and abducting his sleeping beauty, fantasized about it even, but decided it was too risky. Instead he waited nearby in his car. The fox would recognize it for sure. It'd catch him off-guard and give Strade enough time to do his thing. Surprise Spencer. ]

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((Assume the last couple things are AU or something because me and strade mun (aka my bf lol) got something cooking >:] ))

-Fox Mun 🦊

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Well, duh! With the way I was clingin’ onto ya all the time why would you?!~

…

Although you can “kidnap” me if you want to. Would be fun. Heh.

Was, überrascht? Du wusstest, dass ich zu dir zurückkehren würde. ♡

…it can’t be. You’re just fucking with me.

You’re just fucking with me.

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I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE I’M HIS FAVORITE <3

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…REALLY?!~

Don’t ever leave me again. EVER. ♡

I wouldn't dream of it, mein Haustier. You were always my favorite. Behind the cameras, too.

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…I missed you so fucking much it isn’t even funny. ♡

Uh…ignore how messy my apartment is. Heh.

I’m probably not gonna be here for much longer though am I?

Was, überrascht? Du wusstest, dass ich zu dir zurückkehren würde. ♡

…it can’t be. You’re just fucking with me.

You’re just fucking with me.

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HE CAME BACK. ♡

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…

Strade…?

Was, überrascht? Du wusstest, dass ich zu dir zurückkehren würde. ♡

…it can’t be. You’re just fucking with me.

You’re just fucking with me.

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This is a really odd question but are you a Rihanna fan??

She’s okay I guess lol, why you ask?

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Was, überrascht? Du wusstest, dass ich zu dir zurückkehren würde. ♡

…it can’t be. You’re just fucking with me.

You’re just fucking with me.

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Hast du mich vermisst, Schatz?

Huh? Miss you?

Wait…

No no…there’s no way…

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[Spencer hears a sturdy knock bang on the door a couple of times, before the banging resumes briefly before it stops abruptly.

A ding emits from Spencer’s phone, pulling it out to read it. It’s from the guy that’s been messaging him.

“Hey I’m outside, probably should’ve texted you before I scared the piss outta you LOL”

The man patiently stood outside the door, waiting for the other man to let him in, his hand holding two pizza boxes. Thinking to himself as he waited.

“Man I sure hope this guy doesn’t try to kill me. Be a shame to waste someone like me cause they’re a fucking jumpy idiot.”]

[Spencer heard the loud banging on his door as it startled him, he let out a little yelp as she almost accidentally yanked some of her hair out while trying to put in his second pigtail extension, quickly snapping it into place before beginning to rush to the door, ignoring the text on his phone entirely. He knew who it was. Nobody else visited her anyways, and she doubt the police had her in mind as a suspect for Mr. Davidson’s “disappearance”.

The other man could hear what sounded like platform boots loudly stomping on the floor and what sounded like a cigarette lighter before the man on the other side of the door finally started to unlock it with a *click!*

…

Several *clicks!*.

Jesus Christ, is he THAT paranoid?!

After what felt like an eternity, the door finally flew open as a…rather provocatively, overly dressed person now stood in front of the other man holding the pizza boxes.]

“Well shit! I almost thought you got lost out there!~”

[Spencer smirked as some of the smoke from his lit cigarette grazed the others face, stepping aside to let the complete stranger enter his apartment as he quickly slammed the door shut behind them and got to work re-locking his door…

Does he really need THAT many locks?!

The apartment was…rather messy. Clothes thrown everywhere, cigarette butts scattered across multiple surfaces, empty bottles that needed to be thrown away…

With how well dressed she is it almost didn’t feel like she lived there at all.]

“So, did ya bring some of your movies too? I got plenty of cigarettes if you smoke too. Had to light one up because I got nervous. Hope ya don’t mind!~”

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Hey! I made good time on my drive up, and the guy I was going to meet for business bailed on me. So I’m able to head over early if that’s fine with you.

Just let me know. I’m just dicking around right now looking at some rifles in the Cabella’s this place has. Might buy another one when I get home… weird that there’s like no handguns up here, guess that’s one thing I like a lot more about back home haha!

Oh?! Yeah sure come on over! Lemme just throw something on lol. Sucks the dude bailed on ya but oh well! It’s funny at the same time though because I just got told I didn’t have to come in for work tonight, must be fate huh?~

Also uh yeah they’re not legal up here I don’t think, doesn’t stop anyone from drivin’ down to the states and smugglin’ them though. Trust me I’ve seen things.

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The missing person report already came in. Heh. Going to have to pick up a newspaper when I get to work tonight.