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Tears continued to run down the vixen's face as the realization of what was happening stabbed her in the heart with every beat. But she didn't fight back. She didn't try to scream for help or run away. How could she? It wasn't because her hands were tied above her head, or because she was nowhere near as strong as Panther. No, it was because for all she knew Panther had been telling the truth when he had said he could kill Fox at any second if she didn't follow his every command.

It was a risk she couldn't take. She would do whatever it took to ensure that Fox was kept alive, whether he was already back on GreatFox or stranded in space.

So she did the only thing she could think of doing in the current situation. She tried to imagine Fox in place of Panther. She imagined it was Fox who had ripped off her clothing and pushed her down on the bed. She imagined it was Fox who pulled his shirt off and stood over her with a look of pure lust and possession. She imagined that right now it was Fox and not Panther who was letting out a growl of satisfaction as he fondled her breasts and ran his tongue up her stomach and into her mouth.

But her imagination only went so far and she was left gasping in fear and guilty pleasure as Panther worked his paw between her legs and up into her channel, giving the vixen no choice but to slowly spread her legs in shame.

"Good girl," he murmured, licking the side of her muzzle, "I knew you'd come around."

This is wrong! It was supposed to be Fox not Panther! I wanted Fox to be my first!

For the next minute Panther decided to take it easy on her, playing with her sensitive areas and exploring her perfect body to his fullest extent. He could tell that despite her best efforts mentally her body was changing physically. Her knees were spread open, allowing the cat to view her innocence as much as he desired before he placed his paw above her entrance, running two of his fingers inside and getting a satisfactory moan of pleasure from her.

He let a smirk cross his face, knowing that he would finally get what he had been dreaming about all this time. McCloud might get her heart but he would get her body, her virginity. Something that she could never get back no matter how many planes Fox could shoot down. And there was nothing he could do about it.

Panther leaned forward and gave the vixen one last peck on the cheek before standing alongside the bed. Krystal let out a sigh of relief as the cat's fingers left her burning channel, instantly feeling guilt overtake her as she realized she had been enjoying it. She saw Panther raise his knee and turned to watch in despair as he pulled off the rest of his clothes.

He's not going to stop. He'll rape me just because he doesn't want Fox to be my first. But what choice do I have? I cant do anything!

"Panther pleas...

Before she could finish her plea the cat was on top of her, pushing her against the bed and falling over her.

"You and I both want this," he whispered, allowing a lustful smirk to cross his face before leaning down and taking one of her breasts in his mouth.

"Ah...no! I d-don't!" she gasped in both pleasure and pain.

"Then why are you so wet?" he asked, looking up at her and squeezing her other breast. "Your body is just begging to be fucked and that's what I'm gonna do."

"No! I-I'm not...I'm not begging for...

She let out another gasp of pleasure as she felt his paw shove its way up her virgin channel, only to instantly exit and appear in front of her face.

"You see?" he said, licking his paw. "You're just as ready as I am. In fact," he added, stepping back and propping her knees open, "It would be a crime to just leave you all unsatisfied like this."

Her eyes grew wide as she looked below her and watched Panther's hands rest on her waist as he prepared to slide himself inside of her. It was going to happen. Her heart may have belonged to Fox but her body now belonged to Panther.

(Switch to Fox)

He took one last glance at the unconscious and bleeding body of Pigma and couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. Dengar was a good pilot and could have been a huge asset to any team, now the only help he would be to anyone was sitting in front of a computer or television and Fox couldn't help but predict the latter.

The blaster was at his side and he made his way out the door and into the hallway, finally ready to get his vixen back and to make Panther pay for what he'd done.

His room was the last one on the left and he'd better pray to God he isn't in there.

He could scent the faint aroma of the vixen in the hallway and he knew she had been here. He made his way past the second and third doors, stopping only for a second to place his hear against each one to make sure no one was moving about on the other side. Finally he reached the last door. The door Pigma said was to Panther's room. The door that would hopefully lead him to Krystal.

If I can just get her in my arms once more I swear I'll never let go.

Taking a deep breath he pulled down on the handle and flung the door open, instantly putting the blaster on the first thing that moved.

Unfortunately it wasn't Panther.

"McCloud! What the...

The vulpine rushed Wolf instantly, throwing the canine back against the nearby wall as he pushed the blaster against his temple.

That no good lying bastard Pigma! Even with a gun to him he lied to me. I should have just killed him!

"Wrong room," Fox muttered darkly, not wavering in the least.

The shock slowly ebbed away from O'Donnell's face as his mind easily pieced together everything that had probably happened. He had known that something like this would go down. In fact he had counted on it and had been looking forward to another head to head Arwing fight with the vulpine once again, this time without an ambush to give him the advantage. However Fox had put his own plan into action much sooner than Wolf, or anyone for that matter, had expected.

But he also knew that this wasn't his fight...now. As much as he hated to admit it he knew that Fox's quarrel was with Panther this time. He had gotten between the vulpine and his mate and now Fox had done something that even the most talented of soldiers couldn't do.

"So..." Wolf said calmly, knowing that he could talk his way out of this one easily. "I take it you came for her?"

"Where is she?" he snarled, annoyed with the easiness that Wolf was able to speak with considering his position.

"Across the hall. With Panther."

The tension between the two was astounding yet at the same time it ensured each of them that the other was ready to compromise...for now. Wolf let out a sigh and placed his hands in his pockets, figuring if he said the right words and allowed Fox to do whatever he wanted then it would be better for everyone.

The thought of attacking Fox never even flashed into his mind. The second he seen the vulpine's eyes he knew he would be no match, even with his broken arm. McCloud was on a mission, and he had all the motivation in the universe to kill anyone who got in the way. All just for her.

Fox met his gaze and sighed before he eased off on the blaster "As much as I'd like to pull the trigger...

"Your fight isn't with me...at least not tonight." Wolf finished, returning the gaze with what could have been called a look of compromise

For a second the two fought the others gaze before Fox finally dropped his arm to his side, half expecting Wolf to instantly knock him off his feet and shove the blaster down his throat. But instead the lupine simply let out a short chuckle before grabbing the remote on the nightstand beside him and falling down on the bed.

"Why are you not trying to stop me?" the vulpine asked through narrowed eyes.

"Truthfully?" Wolf asked, raising an eyebrow and casting a glance back towards Fox. "I don't want her here. She'll just get in the way and distract Panther from what we're supposed to be doing."

"And that is?"

"Whatever needs to be done."

Wolf didn't bother looking back a second time, he knew he was in the clear. He couldn't quite understand why he was being so calm and relaxed considering his greatest rival had managed to sneak aboard his own ship and place a blaster against his temple only seconds ago. Maybe it was because he knew he wasn't the reason for it. Or maybe it was because O'Donnell knew how Fox felt. Perhaps he knew what it felt like to lose someone you love more than life itself. (Foreshadowing!)

"Well?" he asked, back to his unfriendly tone, "You gonna get her and get out of here before I change my mind or just wait until he rapes her?"

Fox wasn't quite sure how to respond but after hearing the word 'rape' he knew he couldn't waste any more time just standing there. He took one last glance at Wolf who merely narrowed his gaze at the tv, as if he was doing everything in his control to keep from changing his mind and assaulting the vulpine that had snuck aboard his ship.

"By the way," he added as Fox reached the door. "I'd prefer it if you allowed Panther to live and you leave my ship in tact."

Without responding Fox pulled the door shut behind him and stepped across the hallway in front of Panther's room. He couldn't hear anything, but of course he didn't know the walls were soundproof. But he was through wasting time, no more interruptions. He had gotten this far, he had disposed of Pigma and taken care of Wolf, a surprisingly easy task, and now he was only feet away from holding his vixen once more.

He placed his shoulder against the door and brought the blaster up to his face, preparing to put a shot right between Panther's eyes if he was even near Krystal. He pulled on the handle and flung the door open, stepping around with it and instantly seeing the back of the cat as he did.

"Fox!"

"K-Krystal..."

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