I had spotted Dez hanging out at the bus stop, minding his own business as I walked on the opposite sidewalk. I hadn't seen the foxcoon since the get together the weekend before, and since then, the weather had degraded like crazy. It was funny to see him in clothes that made him look a little stuffy. He kept his paws in his pockets and rocked a little on his feet. Poor guy. The buses had been completely taken aback by the sudden onslaught of snow, and the normal schedule was completely fucked up.

I crossed the street, making sure to stay out of his sight, and trotted in the coffee shop, shaking snow from my mane. Normally Dez and I wouldn't really hang out, and in fact, we didn't. I was in the football team, and he was in the poetry club. Complete break right there. As I stood in line, I checked out the menu on the wall for the first time in months. I always took the same thing and I was wondering what Dez drank. By the time I got at the counter, I had decided on something with hazelnuts and a bit of caramel twirl, or something. I didn't know what the artsy people drank, I just drank coffee. Black. I stuffed my coat pockets with cream, milk and sugar, just in case.

Walking back out, I discretely made my way behind him, before gently nudging him in the back. He jumped a little before turning his head to face me, looking a little surprised before smiling, then going back to surprised when I handed him the hot cardboard cup. "Hey Dez. I got some cream and sugar and stuff if you want."

He took the cup, still looking puzzled, thanking me and picking a few coffee items from my large opened palm. "Thanks. What's up?"

"I just thought you looked cold, and the buses are always late, so... yeah." I replied, taking a sip of mine. He imitated me and we exchanged a few default phrases about the weather. As an awkward silence was about to settle in, I grinned and leaned close, murmuring softly. "Hey... that thing you did at the party last saturday... that was pretty hot". He blushed a little, knowing exactly what I meant. At the party, after a few drinks, the todd had started lightly feeling me up, slipping his paw between my thighs and rubbing over my large package. I had returned the favor, giving his firm ass a few appreciative gropes. It hadn't gone further than fondling, but we had kept our eyes on each other fairly regularly throughout the rest of the get together.

"Heh... glad you think so... You're pretty open about it, and I'm a real lightweight with booze, so..."

Before he finished his sentence I draped an arm across his shoulders, gently pulling him against me. I heard him gasp softly and I could imagine his heart beating a little faster as I kissed his cheek, before letting off. "I didn't get to tell you, but... Happy new year, Dez."

He nodded, looking up at me. "Happy new year to you too, Stripeys."

We smiled, content in this small moment of tender friendship. As I kept my arm over his shoulders, I gave him an inviting look. "I got my car nearby. Need a ride home? Your bus is probably flipped over in a ditch."

I saw his ears flipping softly, fingers craddling his warm cup like if it was already something else. "Yeah, I'd like that."

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So yeah! Ceeb wrote me 4 awesome stories, so I thought it was only natural to get a little something to him back, so I commissioned this cute thing right there! It might not be as faptastic as Ceeb's stories, but it comes from the heart. :)

Dez ->  ceeb
Art ->  noha (guy has paypal now, go commission him like crazy)