Fox X Samus
Samus Aran's vision blurred as she staggered through the corridors of the Great Fox, her power suit's servos whining in protest from the damage it had sustained on the hostile planet below. The mission had been a nightmare: swarms of insectoid aliens, toxic fog, and those damned spores from the fungal blooms. One had burst right in her face and seeped through the cracks in her visor during the final push to extract Fox's team. She'd shaken it off at first, powering through to cover their retreat, but now, back in the sterile hum of the ship as she took off her power suit, the effects hit her like a plasma bolt now that adrenaline wasn't pumping through Samus' veins. Leaving an ache between her legs
Heat. Unbearable, throbbing heat radiated from her core, spreading through her veins like liquid fire. Her skin prickled under the zero suit clinging to her sweat-slicked body she'd ditched the armor in the hangar, too urgent to care about protocol. Every step sent jolts of need between her thighs, her nipples hardening against the tight fabric. She needed relief and knew that fingers or toys wouldn't do the trick. Fox! Perfect… her mind latched onto him as the spores took hold. His cockpit banter during the evac, that cocky grin under his visor, the way his furred tail swished when he landed Arwing. She needed him. Now.
“Whew, I need a shower” Fox McCloud thought to himself as he peeled off his flight suit in the dim light of his quarters, the door hissing shut behind him. The mission had been brutal planetside skirmishes with those spore-spewing bugs that had left him filthy, fur matted with grime and alien ichor. He kicked off his boots, sighing as cool air hit his furred chest. His muscles ached from the G-forces and hand-to-hand scraps, but they burned in that good way, reminding him he was alive. Tugging down the suit's zipper, he exposed his lean, furred torso, orange-red pelt. His sheath twitched slightly post-mission relaxation always left him half-hard but he ignored it, heading for the sonic shower.
A sharp knock rattled the door, or was it a bang? “Uh, hello?-” Before he could respond, it slid open. Samus stood there, zero suit hugging every curve of her athletic frame like a second skin, blonde ponytail disheveled, blue eyes wild and dilated. Her chest heaved, full breasts straining the fabric, a flush creeping up her neck.
"Samus?! You okay? You look-" Fox's words died as she stepped inside, the door sealing behind her. The air thickened with her scent, musky and aroused, hitting his sensitive vulpine nose like a punch.
She didn't speak. Couldn't. The spores roared in her blood, turning coherent thought to primal urge. Fox was shirtless, his flight suit unzipped to his hips, revealing the V of his hips and the faint bulge of his sheath beneath. Her pussy clenched, slickness soaking her suit's crotch panel. She crossed the room in two strides, hands slamming into his chest fur, pushing him back against the bulkhead.
"Whoa, hey!-" Fox yelped, but his paws came up instinctively, gripping her waist. Her body was fever-hot through the suit, hips grinding forward against his. He felt her heat, smelled her need, and his own cock stirred, tip peeking from its furry pouch, But concern for his partner pushed away the lust. "S-samus, what the hell? What's wrong? You're burning up."
"Need you now," she growled, voice husky, lips crashing against his muzzle. Her tongue invaded his mouth, bold and demanding, tasting of salt and desperation. Fox's ears flattened in surprise, but he kissed back, his vulpine muzzle accommodating her human lips with a wet, slurping fervor. His paws roamed her back, claws pricking lightly through the suit as he pulled her closer.
From Samus's haze, Fox tasted wild faintly canine, hot and feral. She ground her soaked crotch against his growing erection, feeling it swell, thick and knotted at the base even through the fabric. Her hands yanked at his suit, shoving it down his thighs. His cock sprang free, heavy and veined, bright pink against tawny fur, the pointed tip already beading pre-cum. It throbbed in the air, easily 7 inches, thicker than any human she'd had, with that intimidating knot swelling midway.
"Fuck, Samus," Fox groaned into her mouth, his hips bucking involuntarily. Her suit was in the way he clawed at the seams, finding the hidden zipper at her collarbone. Yanking it down, her breasts spilled out, perfect and firm, pink nipples erect like diamonds. He cupped them, thumbs and claws gently circling the peaks, eliciting a moan that vibrated through both of them.
She shrugged the suit off her shoulders, peeling it down to her waist, exposing her toned abs and the flare of her hips. Her pussy was bare underneath no undergarments for practicality and shaved smooth, lips swollen and glistening with arousal. The spores amplified every sensation; his paws on her tits sent lightning to her clit. She shoved him fully onto the bed, the mattress whooshing under his weight.
Fox landed on his back, cock jutting skyward, tail thumping the sheets. Samus stripped the rest of her suit off in a fluid motion, kicking it aside. Naked, she was a goddess with long legs, powerful thighs from years of armored combat, ass round and firm. She straddled his hips, grinding her dripping slit along his length, coating him in her juices. "Inside me. Now."
His paws gripped her thighs, fur tickling her skin. "You sure? This is… Ah! Fffuck!" But her hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking firmly, and he bucked up with a whine. The heat of her palm, the slick glide his knot pulsed, begging.
Samus positioned him at her entrance, sinking down inch by inch. He stretched her wide, the pointed tip breaching her folds, then the veined shaft filling her to the hilt. She gasped at the girth, walls clenching around him, the spores making her hyper-sensitive. Halfway down, his knot pressed against her lips ptoo big yet, not slick enough. She rocked her hips, teasing it, riding the upper length with shallow thrusts.
Fox's head thrashed, claws digging into her hips hard enough to leave marks. Her pussy was velvet fire, tighter than any he'd knotted before, milking him with rhythmic squeezes. "Gods, so wet... H-how are you so tight?” He thrust up, meeting her bounces, the slap of skin on fur echoing in the room. Her breasts jiggled with each descent, and he leaned up to capture a nipple in his muzzle, teeth grazing, tongue lapping.
Pleasure exploded in Samus's core. His mouth was heaven, long canine tongue swirling her peak while his cock speared her depths. She rode him harder, clit grinding against his pubic fur, building that coil tighter. Sweat beaded on her skin, dripping onto his chest. The knot nudged insistently now, her arousal lubing it. She wanted it. Needed to be locked, bred.
"Fox... knot me," she panted, fingers tangling in his fur, pulling him closer. Nothing else mattered at the moment. Ridley and the space pirates could be shooting at the great fox right now and she wouldn't care.
Fox growled around her nipple, hips snapping up with pilot precision. The pressure built her pussy lips stretched around the swelling base, inching it in. With a final, forceful downward grind, it *popped* inside, sealing them together. Samus cried out and arched, orgasm crashing over her like a supernova. Her pussy spasmed, gushing around the knot, walls fluttering in waves that milked his length.
Fox yowled, the vice-grip too much for him. His balls tightened, and he erupted, hot spurts of cum flooding her depths, painting her womb white. The knot throbbed with each pulse, locking them tight, his seed trapped deep. He nipped her breast lightly, riding the high, paws roaming to squeeze her ass.
They collapsed together, panting, still joined. But the spores weren't done as Samus' heat reignited almost immediately, hips circling despite the fullness. "More," she whispered, kissing his ears.
Fox chuckled breathlessly, his cock twitching inside her. "You're insatiable." Fox spoke, not connecting the spores to her insatiability. McCloud smirked and suddenly rolled them over without pulling out the knot. Her legs wrapped his waist, heels digging into his tailbase. He started thrusting shallowly, the knot grinding her G-spot with every motion, cum squelching out around the seal.
Samus arched, nails raking his back fur. The angle hit deeper, his tip battering her cervix. She clenched deliberately, drawing whines from him. His muzzle found her neck, licking and biting, marking her pale skin with red welts. The fur on his chest abraded her nipples deliciously, every sense overwhelmed.
He built a rhythm, hips pistoning, balls slapping her ass. "Gonna fill you again... mark you as mine." Possessive growls rumbled from his chest, vulpine instincts kicking in. She loved it! the pilot showing his dominant side and claiming the bounty hunter.
Her second climax built fast, spores turning her into a creature of pure lust. "Yes, Fox... breed me!" The words spilled unbidden, taboo and thrilling. She came with a muffled scream, pussy convulsing, squirting around the knot.
Fox followed seconds later, second load mixing with the first, overflowing despite the tie. They shuddered together, his weight comforting her as he laid on top of samus, his head against her breasts, tail wagging.
Minutes passed, knot softening just enough. He pulled out with a wet *schlorp*, cum gushing from her stretched hole, pooling on the sheets. Samus's eyes gleamed, flipping him onto his back. She wasn't sated. Crawling down, she nuzzled his spent cock, lapping the mingled tangy sweetness, his musky seed. Foxes cock hardened instantly under her tongue. She had heard that animalistic beings had more stamina than most human men when it came to sex, but this was her first time seeing it!
Fox groaned, paws in her hair. "Samus..." She easily deepthroated him, no gag reflex from years of discipline, lips stretching around the knot. Saliva dripped, her hands fondling his heavy balls, rolling them gently. She bobbed, hollowing cheeks, tongue teasing the frenulum.
He thrust into her mouth slowly, fucking her face with restraint. "S-samus... suck that knot." She hummed approval, doing as he asked, as vibrations pushed him over the edge. He came down her throat, thick ropes she swallowed greedily, milking every drop.
But she craved more. Pushing him flat, she straddled his face reverse, lowering her cum-filled pussy onto his muzzle. "Clean me." Fox dove in eagerly, long tongue lapping her folds, delving inside to scoop his seed. He growled into her clit, sucking it like a ripe berry, paws spreading her asscheeks to rim her puckered hole.
Samus rocked, grinding on his snout, fur soaking with her juices. His tongue was agile, curling inside her, fucking her sloppy hole. She leaned forward, sixty-nining, sucking his cock back to full mast while he ate her out. The dual pleasure was electric, her third orgasm hit as his tongue speared her ass, making her squirt into his open mouth and chin.
Fox drank her down, lapping at her clit until she trembled. Finally, exhaustion and fading spores won. They lay tangled, his knot softening in her pussy one last time, bodies slick with sweat, fur, and fluids. Fox nuzzled her neck. "You gonna be okay?"
Samus smiled, spent and sated, hand stroking his ear. "Yeah. Thanks to you McCloud. I hope those spores are out of my system, but I wouldn't mind going another round later." He gently chuckled against her. “Yeah me neither.” Sleep tried to claim the fox as he finally realized. “Wait what?… Did you say spores?”
