"So, how was it?" Fox asked Wolf while putting on his regular clothes.
"That." Wolf thought about it. "It was pretty good." Wolf said while putting his pants back on. "Of course, it was painful at first, with the fingers, but whit it lodging inside of me, not to mention you blowing me at the same time, I got to tell you, Fox, it was definitely something I never could've felt.
Fox was smiling. "Aww man, you're too much." Fox said while rubbing the back of his head.
Wolf began to walk over near Fox until he was right in front of him. "Fox. What you told me, about you loving me, do you really mean it?" This followed in Fox planting a kiss on the lupine's mouth. Wolf placed his arms around Fox's shoulders, as Fox was soon to follow after him. Their tongues met once again inside of their mouths, rubbing against each other. Wolf let out a small moan as a result.
Fox looked deep into his eyes before smiling. "Does that answer your question, Wolf?" he asked.
Wolf scoffed happily. "I guess." he replied.
Fox began to grab the store brand pants and placed them back onto the hanger. "Alright, Wolf. I'm going to go put these back." Fox then noticed that he was missing something: the cuffs. He searched for the cuffs on him, his pants, and the room, but couldn't find them. "Hey Wolf, have you seen my…" he was interrupted after Wolf tapped him on the shoulder.
"Looking for these?" Wolf placed his hand out toward Fox with both of the cuffs in his hand. Fox took them and placed them onto the hanger.
"Thanks, Wolf."
"Don't mention it."
"Alright, since your still shirtless, I assume you'll be out in a while. Well, I'm going." Fox saluted before reaching for the door.
"Fox." Wolf said.
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
Fox nodded and waved goodbye at him and headed out of the room. Wolf turned around and looked at himself at the mirror. Maybe that birdbrain was right. Maybe Fox is stronger than I thought. Or maybe I just underestimated him? He started to pull his shirt back on and then his jacket.
Fox went back to the place he got the pants and placed them back onto the rack. "Hey, Fox!" a familiar voice called out his name. It was Falco's. He started making his way up to him.
"Oh, hey Falco." he greeted him. "How's the shopping going?"
Falco let out a sly groan. "Terrible. The whole damn store doesn't have anything I like. So, what about you."
"Well…" Fox mumbled. "Just a few things here and there, but same as you. There's hardly anything that I like either."
"Well that sucks." Falco said. "Well I'm about to head out and catch the next monorail before it leaves. You wanna join?" Falco offered him.
"Sure." Fox told him. They both started making their way over to the exit.
"Bye the way, Fox." Falco muttered. "I ran into that fuzz ball Wolf not so long ago." Falco scoffed. "I tell you, he is one cranky idiot. I don't see how anyone could even like the guy."
Fox looked back into the direction of the changing rooms, specifically Wolf's and his changing room. You never know. Falco noticed that his friend was staring off into space.
"Fox, what the hell is up with you?" Falco blurted. Fox immediately snapped out of it.
"Oh, uh, nothing." Fox retorted.
"Yeah, well, hurry up! I don't wanna wait for the next monorail for home. C'mon. Let's go!
"I'm Coming." Fox hollered out before back one more look at the rooms. See you later, Wolf. He started making his way out of the store and onto the monorail. Next stop, home.