Circus Sideshow

Chapter 3: ''...and catch me when I fall.''

Rain poured down in liberal quantities, pattering as it bounced off the pavement and nearby rooftops, so heavy that it created a thin mist over the streets.

Polka wandered down the gloomy streets alone, head down. Gone was her usual colourful attire and in its place was an old black hoodie she owned, an equally-old baseball cap over her head – the bill of the hat poking out, providing her face some measure of protection from the falling rain and covering her animal ears. Her blonde hair stood at odds with her dark attire, a cold wind ruffling it alongside her black skirt. The rain dribbled into her white trainers and soaked her bare legs, forgetting to put on some pantyhose but unwilling to go back to her apartment to get some.

Three days had passed since that night at the circus. Three days where her boyfriend hadn't replied to her texts, and she hadn't mustered the confidence to call him. Each day was spent alone in her apartment, the silence agonising as she replayed that night over and over again. Soon however she came to the realisation that if she wanted to salvage her relationship she needed to be the one to take the first step – and considering she had little else to lose, she was willing to take that risk.

''Mn...'' The fennec fox girl shuddered as a cold wind whipped her face, tipping her head down a little bit more.

A familiar pair of steps came into view, joined onto the side of a building. The bottom floor belonged to someone else whilst the top floor belonged to her boyfriend, and from experience she knew the people on the bottom floor were rough folk. The thought made her keep her footfalls quiet as she ascended the metal stairs along the side of the house, one hand grasping the wet, freezing-cold railing as she trudged up the steps – and soon found herself standing in front of the apartment door.

Polka swallowed, lifted her hand up, and knocked.

Silence.

'Maybe he's out...' Polka realised, stomach sinking as she realised she mustered up all this courage for nothing.

Face falling Polka turned away – when a key entered the lock, and the door opened. Daisuke stood on the other side, meeting her startled eyes. Neither said anything and both seemed just as surprised as the other, the pouring rain the only sound to be heard, as if the rain isolated them from the rest of the city.

''...Daisuke...'' Polka slowly shifted to face him, one hand clasping at her heart. ''C... Can we talk?''

Her boyfriend looked around for a second, then nodded – opening the door wider and stepping aside. Polka whispered a soft thanks and stepped inside, politely wiping her shoes on the welcome mat. His apartment was small but on the nicer side, a narrow hallway leading into a small living room that in turn connected to the bathroom, kitchen and bedroom. With off-white walls and cream carpets it was hardly the most lavish place in the city, but for a young man trying to make his way in the world it wasn't too bad, at least in her opinion.

Swallowing Polka took off her hoodie, hanging the wet article up by the door and taking her shoes off, revealing the long-sleeved black-orange shirt she had on underneath, a star in the centre. Daisuke didn't protest the wait, simply standing nearby until she got her shoes off before finally speaking.

''So, what did you want to talk about...?'' He trailed off, quiet but firm.

Polka curled her fingers, looking aside. ''...I've left the circus.''

Her declaration hung in the air, her boyfriend's surprised expression saying all that his mouth failed to.

''...what?'' Daisuke finally got over his shock. ''Why? I thought you loved the circus?''

''I do.'' Polka barely managed to keep the tremble out of her voice, feeling the emotion bubbling up her throat. ''That's why I had to have sex with that old guy – I had to, or I'd lose my job, and I wanted to keep my dream going but I love you and I know I promised that I wouldn't sleep around with guys and-!''

Emotion finally got the better of her, choking her up a bit and bringing her long-winded explanation to a stuttering close.

Daisuke took a moment to respond. ''...did the guy force himself on you?''

Polka gripped at her skirt, forcing herself to meet his eyes. ''N-Not at first. It was consensual and all that – b-but after you saw me I tried to go after you but the guy held me down and just kept doing it even though I begged him to stop, h-he just wouldn't stop and I-I...''

Tears bit her eyes and Polka choked out a shameful sob, what little make-up she had on getting messy as she began to cry. Daisuke's expression softened and he closed the small distance between them, wrapping his arms around her slim shoulders and pulling her into a hug – and with a sniffle Polka gladly leaned into his embrace, burying her face into his neck and clutching onto his shirt with a vice grip.

''You should've just come and told me sooner.'' He soothed her, rubbing small circles on her back. ''I thought you were just cheating on me because of your high sex drive.''

Polka shook her head. ''I-I wouldn't do that, I care about you too much to do that, I promise...!''

Daisuke nodded, murmuring comforting words and guiding her into the living room. Polka sniffled and reluctantly untangled herself from him, sitting down on the couch and tucking her knees up to her chest. Her boyfriend disappeared into the kitchen for only a few moments before reappearing with a glass of water and some tissues, offering the former to her whilst using the latter to dab away her tears.

''T-Thanks...'' Polka smiled. ''Um... so is everything...?''

He nodded slightly. ''Mm. I forgive you; just promise me you won't sleep with other guys like that again.''

''I promise.'' The blonde fox-girl nodded rapidly, plunking her glass of water down onto the table and pulling him into a tight hug. ''I'm yours.''

Daisuke hummed lightly, hugging her back for a few long moments. The quiet rainfall seemed to distant from inside the house, making for a peaceful atmosphere as Polka let all her worries melt away, relaxing in her boyfriend's arms.

''You look a lot different without your make-up on.'' The young man commented lightly as she leaned out of his embrace, cupping her cheek.

''In a good way, or a bad way?'' Polka asked curiously.

Daisuke smiled at her, responding by leaning in and kissing her. After days of isolation Polka happily reciprocated the affection, moaning softly into her boyfriend's mouth as she held him close, dragging out the much-needed kiss for as long as she could. Burning lungs forced her back for a gasp of air but she reinitiated the kiss the moment she could, the slow smacking of their lips filling the small living room.

Slowly their kisses grew more heated. Polka moaned deeply as his hand went to her thigh, her cheeks warming up as she shifted closer – sliding herself onto her lap without breaking the kiss. Both his hands came to land on her waist but Polka didn't mind one bit, mewling into the kiss as she meshed her lips against his, arousal and love mixing together into an addictive mess in her stomach.

''Polka...'' He murmured against her lips.

Polka held his shoulders. ''Shh. I'll make it up to you. Please.''

Daisuke gave a slight nod and Polka immediately shifted back, the lithe girl sliding down his legs and onto the floor in front of him. With trembling fingers and an eager-to-please spark in her eyes the blonde fox-girl grasped his zipper and pulled it down, allowing her to snake a hand inside his pants and tug his cock out into the open, his dick slowly swelling in her hand. She helped that along, stroking his cock with quick rolls of her wrist, eager to prove her love to him.

Her boyfriend shuddered, a low groan escaping his throat. Polka brightened at the sound and leaned in, lovingly smooching the tip of his dick as she jerked him off, his cock rapidly swelling up to full hardness from her passionate ministrations. The tip throbbed against her lips and she giggled softly, parting her springy lips and licking the tip, smearing her wet saliva over the tip and getting it nice and wet.

''Mm~'' Polka cooed warmly as she traced circles around the tip, gazing up into her boyfriend's eyes as she did so.

Daisuke groaned and tipped his head back, his cock twitching against her tongue. With a light smile Polka put her lips on his dick and slowly took him inside, humming as the tip slid over her tongue and into her mouth – easing herself halfway down his length, allowing her to keep stroking the lower half of his cock off. She gave herself only a moment to get used to his girth before she began bobbing her head up-and-down his girth, slurping the top-half of his cock while she jerked him off.

Her black vest hung forwards a bit, unintentionally giving him a good view down at her modest cleavage – the feeling of his intense stare making her shiver, arousal pooling in her stomach. With an embarrassed moan Polka took her lips off his cock and started smooching the base of his dick, tilting her head to the side so she could kiss his balls too while still jacking him off, his cock twitching in her hand as she relentlessly worked her hand, pausing only long enough to make him shudder before continuing.

''Nn... Polka...'' He murmured her name in a low, husky voice.

Polka smiled up at him, kissing her way up to the tip before taking him back into her mouth, sucking on it. She released her hand and swiftly pushed her lips all the way down his shaft, deep-throating him in a single attempt and giving his cock a hard suck, the lewd slurping sound making him visibly shudder. The blonde fox-girl laid her hands on his thighs and sped up her movement, not holding back as she lustfully sucked his dick, her saliva coating his shaft in a glistening-wet sheen.

She could feel how close he was getting; his shaft throbbing strongly inside her wet mouth as she blew him. The knowledge only encouraged Polka to suck him off faster, throwing aside any sensuality in favour of pure passion, giving him the best blow-job of his life – the lewd sucking sounds flooding the apartment as she gave him head.

Soon the sensation became too much for him, and with gritted teeth Daisuke held her head – and pushed her down. ''Nn!''

Polka moaned, deep-throating him a split-second before thick ropes of cum shot straight down her throat. His cum filled her mouth and throat but she didn't swallow it all; gulping down just enough of his warm load that she could breathe but no more. And when his orgasm subsided and his grip loosened Polka leaned her head back, popping her lips off his cock and allowing her to open her mouth, showing him the cum on her mouth.

''Mm...'' She closed her mouth and audibly swallowed, giving him a sweet smile. ''Tasty~''

Daisuke blushed, eliciting a pretty giggle from Polka. With a tender smile the former circus-girl stood up, cheeks reddening as she hooked her thumbs into her black skirt and pushed it down – causing it to hit the floor with a thump. Her black underwear revealed itself and she toyed with the waistband for a moment, humming a little before she shifted close and knelt down on the couch, straddling her boyfriend.

Both her hands landed on his cheeks and she pulled him into a loving kiss, moaning when both his hands landed on her ass and groped it, his familiar touch getting her all hot and bothered. As they made out his thumbs hooked into the waistband of her underwear and Polka obliged, lifting her hips up and letting him tug her panties down to her thighs, prompting her to lift one leg and let him peel them off.

With a quick kick her underwear flew halfway across the room, leaving her bottom half naked and her pussy exposed.

''M-Mm...'' Polka shuddered when his fingers stroked her folds. ''Daisuke...''

He silenced her with another kiss, his fingers playing with her pussy almost idly. He didn't outright finger her but rather just rubbed and stroked her folds, alternating between doing little circles or up-and-down rubs. The constant stream of stimulation made her thighs buckle, an aroused sigh fleeing the half-naked fox-girl as she pushed her pelvis towards him, willingly grinding herself on his fingers.

That was until he removed his hand, grasping her hip instead and pulling her down. Polka shuddered and knew what he wanted, anticipation swelling up inside her as she grasped his hard cock and helped line him up with her pussy lips, tenderly rubbing the tip against her folds. A brief burst of unease filled her, remembering how the older guy violated her, but she had enough trust in her boyfriend to know he wouldn't be so violent with her.

Biting her lip Polka gripped his shoulder with one hand, lowered her hips – and with a whimper she impaled herself upon his dick. ''A-Ah~''

Daisuke groaned with her, laying his hands on her hips and helping pull her deeper down. She was wet with arousal, making the slow penetration near-painless as her insides were spread apart by his familiar cock, her insides conforming to the shape of his dick. Her other hand returned to his shoulder and she dug her nails in slightly, discomfort rapidly melting into raw ecstasy as his dick stuffed her full, a moan arising from her throat.

''Hah... Polka...'' He breathed, massaging her bare hips and groping her butt.

The blonde girl smiled, leaning in and kissing him full on the lips – moaning into his mouth as she tenderly began to bounce on his dick. Her hips moved in slow, sensual ways; stirring his cock around her tight insides as she got used to his cock after days of no sex. However as the tingling lust inside her pelvis grew her movements sped up, a string of moans quivering off her tongue as she willingly impaled herself upon his dick, taking him deeper and deeper with each bounce.

Soon the tip hit her deepest parts, filling her up completely. Polka moaned hotly at the amazing fullness, bucking her hips forwards more aggressively and causing his cock to rub all her good spots, including that one super-sensitive one deep inside her – the mere contact immediately making her go slack-jawed, allowing her boyfriend to take control of the kiss and dominate her mouth. She tightened round his dick in response, smiling into the messy kiss when he started rocking his hips too; gently thrusting his length into her tight hole.

''I love you~'' The blonde moaned into his mouth, slipping her arms around his shoulders. ''I love you so much~''

In response Daisuke groaned, bucking his hips up with more force. Polka buckled at the good feeling, his cock rubbing her sensitive spots and making her ride him even more feverishly; her naked hips working with more passion as she impaled herself upon him. He broke off the kiss and let out a gasp, his hands alternating between squeezing her hips and thighs or groping her ass, his fingers rough as they sunk into her soft rear.

Polka grew addicted to the sensations of him touching her, reclaiming his lips in a kiss and moaning into his mouth as she bounced faster and more wildly, his cock hitting her deepest parts over and over again. She tightened like a wet vice around him but she didn't slow down, breaking off the kiss with a gasp and leaning back instead, giving him a good view of her lower half as she took his dick inside her pussy, her lower lips wet with arousal.

''Daisuke~! Daisuke!'' Polka cried out, shivering when his hand suddenly slipped up to her ribs. ''Mm~''

She lifted her hands off his shoulders but kept bouncing on his dick, mewling as he helped pull her black vest up and over her head, throwing it aside. Left in only her socks Polka blushed, yet the slight embarrassment she felt was nowhere near enough to make her stop impaling herself on his nice cock, her moans taking on a whinier pitch as she felt her insides tighten and twist, a familiar burn racing up her body.

''Ah, ah... a-are you gonna cum...?'' Polka gasped out, flashing him a lustful smile. ''G-Go on then... cum inside, it's safe... so make a mess of me~''

Her flirtatious words drew a tight groan from Daisuke, his cock throbbing inside her tight pussy as he bucked his hips up more vigorously, pounding her with lustful eagerness. Polka let him know how she felt about it, moaning loudly as their skin slapped together louder and louder, her inner walls clenching tight around his shaft. Pleasure spread through her pussy and her folds tingled, a burning need bubbling inside her – before it reached its peak.

''HYAA~!'' Polka wailed with pleasure as she climaxed, throwing her head back and slamming her hips down.

Daisuke gritted his teeth, groaning through them as he blew his load – thick ropes of cum erupting inside her spasming pussy. The orgasmic feeling only heightened her climax, her wail stuttering into a low moan as she took his load, loving the feeling of getting creampied. That didn't stop her from rolling her hips though, mewling as she squeezed and milked his dick for every last spurt of cum she could get from him.

Soon her stamina left her, and with a deep moan Polka went limp in his lap – leaning up against her boyfriend for support, panting heavily. For a long minute they stayed like that, just panting and catching their breath-

-before with a grunt Daisuke pushed himself up to his feet, while still being buried balls-deep inside her.

''A-Ah~'' Polka moaned in surprise, gripping his shoulders tightly as he held her ass. ''Daisuke...?''

In response her boyfriend kissed her on the lips, muffling her cute moan. A gasp soon fled her throat as he began to thrust gently, his still-hard cock pumping into her hypersensitive pussy – each and every little movement feeling thrice as good when she was so sensitive. He clearly felt the same; grunting and groaning into her mouth as his shaft spread her tight pussy apart, the wet friction melting her mind.

After a few light thrusts he turned around, easing her down onto the couch. His cock slipped out of her pussy but she didn't have time to mourn the loss, a red flush colouring Polka's cheeks as the blonde found herself on her back. Daisuke grasped her legs and bend them at the waist, folding her like a card until her feet hung over her head – the embarrassing position taking advantage of her flexible nature.

''Geez...'' Polka breathed, but couldn't quell the arousal that simmered inside her. ''What're you waiting for~?''

With a slight smile Daisuke lined himself up with her shiny pussy, and pushed inside. Immediately the naked blonde moaned, writhing against the couch as her boyfriend quickly stuffed her full within a matter of thrusts, her dripping sex quivering from the attention. Both his hands came to rest on her calves to keep her legs pinned, allowing him to grunt and push into her slippery pussy with increasing speed – each thrust rubbing all her good spots, melting her mind.

A smile spread across her pinkish lips as he leaned down, her happy laugh muffled when he claimed her lips in a deep kiss – still pounding her wet sex the entire time. She reached up with both hands and cupped his cheeks, holding him there and letting them make out freely, enduring the amazing feeling of his dick sliding into her womanhood with increasing speed. When their lips finally broke apart a moan was quick to flee her throat, expression twisting with bliss as her boyfriend railed her.

''Hehe... y-you're being, so eager~'' Polka teased, her voice trembling from the pleasure racing through her body.

In response Daisuke pounded her more vigorously, bottoming out inside her womanhood so hard and fast that their pelvises slapped wetly together. Polka moaned loudly at that, squirming beneath her boyfriend as his cock hit her good spots with maddening ease, her mind getting all foggy with lust. Her thighs ached a bit from being bent for so long but the minor discomfort only added to her pleasure, a whining moan fleeing her lips as she reached down and nursed her clit – making her tighten sharply around his shaft.

''Mn...!'' Daisuke grunted, leaning down and mashing his lips against hers again.

Polka moaned into his mouth, holding onto him as he buried his pulsating cock inside her, his looming orgasm apparent. She couldn't wrap her legs around his waist with his hands pinning them next to her head but in that moment she didn't care, losing herself in the friction of his cock sliding into her quivering pussy. She felt her own orgasm rising up inside her, making her muscles coil tight and her lungs failing to get enough air, the burning need for release teasing her pussy with maddening intensity.

''Ah, haah~!'' Polka held onto him tight. ''Daisuke~! I- Mm~!''

His cock hit a sensitive spot inside her, the burst of white-hot pleasure pushing Polka over the limit – and with a squeal the fox-girl arched her back, orgasming on his cock. She tightened like a wet vice but Daisuke kept pounding her, grunting huskily as he hit her deepest parts over and over again; before finally succumbing to her spasming insides and unloading his balls inside her; thick gushes of cum flooding her womanhood.

''M-Mm...!'' Polka curled her toes, enduring the waves of warmth that tickled her body until they passed.

With an explosive sigh Polka relaxed, a wonderful fatigue rushing through her body as her orgasm passed, leaving her in a pleasant daze. Her boyfriend clearly felt the same, pulling out of her pussy with a slow groan, releasing her legs a moment later. Without him pinning them down Polka could rest them back down on the floor, panting heavily as Daisuke sat down on the couch next to her, both of them left panting and sweating.

Mewling softly Polka shifted, leaning up against him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled at that and gave her one on the forehead in response, the two of them soon just snuggling on the couch, recovering from their back-to-back orgasms.

''Hey...'' Soon, Daisuke broke the peaceful silence. ''Since you're not in the circus any more, are you still going to wear that make-up?''

Polka hummed, tucking her legs in close as she got comfy. ''...I'm not sure. Probably not all the time, since it might draw too much attention. Without me the circus will probably have to shut down in a few months.''

He ran a hand through her messy blonde hair, petting her fennec fox ears. ''You okay with that? The circus shutting down?''

''...I can't say I am.'' Polka quietly admitted, resting her cheek on his shoulder. ''But, I guess I'm just a bit disenchanted with it now. I told the director about what happened, but he didn't care. I can't work under a guy like that, y'know?''

''Mm.'' He hugged her close comfortingly.

Polka relished the closeness, a light, almost playful smile curling at her lips. ''But... if it's just you and me, I wouldn't mind dressing up and re-enacting some performances with you~''

Daisuke chuckled lightly. ''I'd like that.''

The blonde giggled, nuzzling him. ''Though finding a new job will be a little tricky. Circus-girls like me aren't looked upon too highly, after all.''

''Hm...'' He hummed thoughtfully. ''What about doing something on the internet then, about the circus? Maybe be a YouTuber or something?''

Polka thought for a second – and then grinned.

''Sounds fun~!''

[END]

A/N: And thus Polka's journey comes to an end. Bit of sweetness, bit of sadness, bit of everything.

Hope you liked it~