Is That a Tube Fox in Your Trousers...?

Watanuki tensed as the familiar sensation of the tube fox slithered up his back. He glanced to his side. Doumeki was pouring over the permission forms for their class field trip. He hadn’t noticed Watanuki’s discomfort.

‘Finally!’ Watanuki thought. ‘That oaf can’t make fun of me for squirming or screaming or whatever he says I do around spirits.’

He leaned forward, trying to resolve his math homework. Welcome cool air hit his back as his shirt hiked up a little.


The tube fox liked Watanuki. He liked Watanuki a lot. Watanuki was warm and smelled good. And today he got permission to like Watanuki. When Watanuki leaned forward, the shirt he was curled under pulled up. Turning around to make sure that he wasn’t going to be pulled out of the shirt prematurely, he saw a dark gap between Watanuki’s back and the black fabric of Watanuki’s pants. This, he decided, had to be explored…


Watanuki bit back a scream when he felt something slither down the back of his pants. What was the tube fox doing going there?! Standing up and making a great deal of stretching, Watanuki tried to shake the fox out of his pants. He blushed when the fox circled his thigh, wrapping its body around his appendage only to nuzzle its face against a part of his body that Watanuki really didn’t think spirits out to be near.

He sat down abruptly and sighed heavily.

“Are you that bored or just that stupid?” Doumeki said, glancing over at him.

“WHA?! What do you mean am I just that stupid?! It’s hot, and I needed to stretch! And…” Watanuki cut off with a faint moan as he realized that his teenage body was really starting to like the soft spirit rubbing against him like that. His cheeks were flushed.

“What is it? Are you sick?” Doumeki faced him fully. “Your cheeks are pink.”

“I’m fine! What do you care ANYway…” Watanuki was unable to prevent the squeak as the fox butted its head against the very head of his now-rapidly-hardening cock. He squirmed in his seat.

Doumeki just stared at him. “… You’re so loud.”

Watanuki would’ve protested, but he was trying to keep his lips pursed together. The fox had worked its way under his underwear and was licking him at various points along his dick.

“Seriously. Are you okay?” Doumeki was suddenly very close. He touched Watanuki’s face gently. “You don’t feel too warm…”

Watanuki shook his head. “’M fine.” He squeaked. That was a lie. And what did Doumeki mean he didn't feel too warm?! It had to be a zillion degrees!

Five minutes passed in relative silence. Watanuki thought he was going to die. He was practically cutting holes through his lip to keep from moaning. He had to keep shifting his weight to keep from bucking his hips forward. He was sweating and flushed and now he was panting. Without realizing it, he pressed a hand to the front of his pants to give a bit firmer of a touch than the fox was providing. Doumeki watched out of the corner of his eye. And he waited.

When Watanuki gulped down another breath of hair, Doumeki finally spoke up.

“Oi.”

Watanuki groaned.

“Oi. Watanuki.”

Watanuki turned dazed blue eyes on Doumeki.

“Are you hard?”

Watanuki gasped, blinked, and blinked again. Then he stuttered. “W-w-WHAT?! W-why would you even think that?!”

“You’re panting and moaning and your hand is pressed rather suggestively in your lap. Not that I’m going to judge you for it or anything.”

Watanuki turned a wonderful shade of crimson, wishing he could just sink into the floor.

“’S not my fault.” He murmured, forcing his hand away from his lap and scooting forward under the desk more so that Doumeki wouldn’t see his tented trousers.

“Why?”

The answer Watanuki gave was mumbled.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”

“I SAID that the tube fox is in my pants!”

“… Kinky.”

“I DIDN’T WANT IT TO BE THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE, YOU PERVERT!” Watanuki shouted, his anger temporarily making him forget about the fox in his trousers. “IT JUST CRAWLED DOWN THERE AND STARTED HARRASSING ME AND PUBERTY HIT ME, TOO, YOU KNOW!”

Doumeki plugged his ears. “You’re so loud. And there are still teachers here.”

That shut Watanuki up quickly.

“Want me to help you?” Doumeki asked after a minute of silence.

“WHAT?!”

“Getting the fox out of your pants.”

“NO!”

Silence fell on them both again. Doumeki shrugged and returned to checking who had turned in permission forms and who hadn’t…. Watanuki hadn’t yet, had been working to find the time to get his guardians to sign the permission form.

Watanuki soon slouched in his chair, legs spread wide, head thrown back and panting again. His eyes were closed tightly and he kept swallowing compulsively. Doumeki looked at him. A smirk crossed his face to be replaced immediately by his usual stoic expression. He scooted his chair closer to Watanuki noiselessly. Then, double-checking that Watanuki’s eyes were indeed closed, he plunged his hand down the front of Watanuki’s pants and into his underwear, wrapping around Watanuki’s hard penis which felt like velvet-wrapped steel in his hand, pulsing and twitching.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!” Watanuki jolted upright but slumped backward when Doumeki gave him a gentle squeeze. “W-what’re you doing?!” He asked in a breathy voice.

Doumeki didn’t answer. He just felt around in Watanuki’s pants for a few minutes, groping the other boy shamelessly. At last, he yanked his hand out, pulling the tube fox out with it. He held it out to Watanuki.

“Put it back in its tube.”

Watanuki stared, flustered and so close to completion he thought he might hump the wall just to get release. With shaking hands, both from embarrassment and from anger, he pulled out the tube and stuffed the fox back inside. He turned to see Doumeki heading to the door.

He was about to yell at the other boy until Doumeki peeked outside, shut the door and locked it. His mouth closed and he gulped when Doumeki turned around and gave him a hungry-looking smirk.

“I was beginning to wonder how long that fox would have to be in your pants before you asked for help.”

“I DIDN’T ASK FOR HELP!” Watanuki stood and stumbled backward.

“Sure you did. What else would you be moaning and panting for?” Doumeki advanced until he had the smaller boy against the wall. He was surprised Watanuki hadn’t realized that Doumeki had known about the fox from the get-go. But, it meant that Watanuki wasn’t yelling and instead just looked flabbergasted and wide-eyed. Perfect. Doumeki leaned in and captured Watanuki’s mouth with his own, sliding his hand back into Watanuki’s pants and cupping the hardened flesh he found there.

Watanuki didn’t know what to do. It felt so good on the one hand, and on the other, it was Doumeki… And Doumeki was a… a…. uh…. What was he saying? Doumeki’s hand squeezed him hard and he screamed, cumming in his pants and ruining them. He panted when Doumeki finally released his mouth. He looked up at the amber-eyed youth in a daze.

“Wha?”

“I’d say that was worth losing the air conditioning at school for a week.” Doumeki smirked and walked away, intent on going to the bathroom to take care of his own problem.


Watanuki stared… Worth losing…? And then it hit him. “YUUKO-SAAAAAN!!!!”


In her shop, Yuuko sneezed and consequently failed to realize she’d just put her bishop in danger of Mokona’s queen. But, at the same time, she couldn’t help but feel smugly satisfied…. It really was about time Watanuki got some action.

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A/N: Ehehehe... First fanfiction of this series... Hope it was acceptable.