New Adventures {Open}

"Maybe just a smidge.." She admitted, fighting off a rather stubborn laugh as she swallowed her words in silence. Aspen knew quite well what all she was capable of, and was very keen on keeping her faults to a shy state. OCD was of the many little things she seemed to struggle with on a day to day basis, and she wasn't afraid to admit it, either. People deserved to know, and she didn't feel ashamed for what she was born with, and never would. The fact he pointed it out made her blush a bit beneath her fur, quickly shaking it off to be replaced with fresher emotions. She enjoyed the spark within this Sawyer stranger, arching a challenging brow to his dismay, "Give me a reason to, and maybe I will." Laying her chin on her forearms, she rolled onto her stomach and kicked her feet up over her rear, still in the air above her while she kept her trained gaze on him as she ate her sweet goods. Using one of the pillows for some support, and relief against her bust, she put it beneath her carefully and laid on it, which caused her to feel very relaxed and happy that she no longer had pressure put on her chest. Looking up at him, she smiled to his question, never hesitating to question nor answer, for there was nothing wrong with a curious little mind. And honestly, she found it quite cute. "Currently a bartender at Lion's Den. Maybe you can come by and visit me, I'll make your first drink on the house. No charge." She said, tempting the other with her sly ways and twinkling eyes of persuasion. Her tail roamed free alongside her back, waving too and fro as it pleased. "I can always use some company, after all." she said to soften the mood so it wasn't as viciously flirtatious.

Once her cocoa was empty once more after a few measly little gulps, Aspen set it down on the nearest stand next to them and resumed her position curled into the blankets at his side. As he asked her about her thoughts on the future, she rolled back onto her side and peered up at the ceiling in thought. She had a couple ideas, though ones not as bright as one in particular. "Yeah, I'm attending F.U.R. and I don't know.. There's so much to choose from, I want them all! But.. I don't at the same time, ya know?" She giggled to herself, smoothing her paws over her dress modestly, "I guess if I had to choose one, I'd start studying to be a Forensic Anthropologist, go into the field of Criminal Justice and stuff. I planned on taking science, history and psychology courses anyway, since I seem to like them most. As well as Art, and maaaybe Astronomy next semester." The fox shrugged before looking at Sawyer, "And you?" After answering, there seemed to be a silence, so she casually tore into her bag of cookies and began to munch on them as he got comfortable. For only meeting a few short minutes ago, she felt very at ease with him, though for all she knew, he could be crazier than he seems now, she thought. Either way, she chose to enjoy the moment as it was with the stranger - she liked being in the comfort of his company. She returned his flirt with a subtle wink, understanding what it is he naturally intended, though chose to be polite, "What a gentleman.." Aspen said, putting her paw dramatically over her heart as she expressed a pretend, fawning face.

The neon vixen shifted closer to the male, making use out of his warmth to provide for herself in a splendid state of serenity upon the covers. She offered him a cookie, playfully dangling it closer to his mouth for it he wanted to take a crack at just eating it out of her claws rather than taking it himself. Being either denied or accepted, she ate one of her own and listened intently to his words, her ears triangular and pointed out of sheer kindness to what he had to say. She knew quite everything he felt, for it happened almost on a daily to her, though she wasn't sure if he'd believe her if she tried sympathizing with him. "Yeah, I understand. The people I serve drinks for aren't the best with respect and keeping their paws to themselves either.. But nothing that a quick scratch and punch can't handle, eh?" Aspen said happily, smiling, hoping to lighten the mood with their conversation. Though the atmosphere only seemed to grow reasonably darker in the time he spoke, but every word which he said didn't inflict any difference on the fox's face. It all sounded vaguely familiar, though she kept her side of the story to herself. Maybe another time where she felt more comfortable, would she say what happened before getting here, but now was not the time. Once he was finished, she didn't quite have a steady answer, so applied her answer through actions and nudged her head to rest in his lap, as if resting herself there in case he wanted to continue. She liked to listen, and she liked him as an individual. "Amen, to that." Aspen said quietly, tilting her lips into a spunky grin, her eyes filled with nothing more than understanding. Taking a cookie, she tried balancing it on the tip of her snout, staring up at it with crossed eyes, humouring herself until snatching it into her mouth. "Boom. Skill." She laughed, holding her sides as she chewed between breaths.

She giggled and nodded to his understanding, knowing her share of alcoholics in her day to know what he meant, "Just one drink, that's all I ask. Nothing less, nothing more!" Aspen's eyes brightened to the sound of his voice declaring what he wished to study, taking mental notes to be on the look out for him for if they shared any classes the same days. She knew how college can be, it wasn't as perfect as everyone made it out to be, but there were some nice qualities to it, she concluded. The passion driven in his eyes only made her adore him as a friendly companion even more, she loved the spice in some people, the drive to make them do something out of courageousness and bravery. The fox wasn't as the daredevil as her mouth proved herself to be, but she had a wild side nonetheless, unfortunately only a selected few were allowed access to see it that side to her personality. Her ears perked up at the idea of theatre class - she too had thought of taking it if the Art Professor this year wasn't as terrible as their reviews. "I adore the idea of theatre, I hear Professor Collins this year is quite the catch for an instructor at the University. Kinda on the twinkly-side, but I'm sure he's just as great no matter what." Her neon pelt glowed majestically beneath the dim lighting of the treehouse's loft, her tail curling over her legs gently to keep her warm, "Tell you what," Aspen started, looking to him with a promising smile, "I'll join theatre if you do. Then it won't be as bad. I can do a mean solo." She jests, the tip of her fluffed, vixen tail flicking as she laughed. Holding her stomach, her head tilt back against his thigh, eyes crinkled from the joy which spilled from her throat.

Once she found the strength to calm herself, she wiped a small tear from the corner of her eye, still half-breathing, half-laughing until it was nothing but silence again. She filled her mouth with another cookie to shut herself up before she could make it even more worse of her pathetic annoying laughter, promising to herself that this one would be the last one for a while, for she could begin to feel some pain from both laughing and eating at the same time so quickly. Aspen was glad that he had accepted her cookie, recalling his sudden comfort and pleased by it, for their friendship would hopefully only grow. As she had displayed her wonderful 'skill', she smirked up at his sarcasm before realizing that the tiring look in her eyes made her let off the pressure on his legs from the back of her head. "Thanks, I'm pretty awesome, if I say so myself." She smiled, though wasn't sure if he would see. His hot breathe that radiated from his yawn smelt of sweet chocolate and the creaminess filling of the little cookie she fed him. Taking her cup and whatnots, as well as the leftover muffin cups, Aspen retreated back downstairs quietly to the kitchen to through the stuff in the trash or   rinse off in the sink. Once that was fulfilled, she looked through the movie cabinet towards the tiny living center, in search of any nice horrors or maybe a classic Disney - unsure of anything which he'd prefer, really, so she grabbed a bit of everything before heading on up the ladder. "You look exhausted; I thought a movie would help keep us busy before one of us passes out. Or we can Netflix and chill-," she suggested, back to her flirtatious ways and sneaky grin, though she respected anything which he chose, and would do so politely, "-Ooorrr, we could cuddle and keep talking until you're drooling on yourself." The fox added quickly as a joke, her head slight a tilt as she sat down in the spot next to him, movies displayed in front of them near the center.

Aspen thought about it, although she wasn't all that entirely, honestly sure on what she truly wanted. She liked everything she offered to him, never opposed to new ideas or things, nor had she ever really been allowed permission to do anything out of her own control. The fox liked to please others, not herself, so she thought quietly and stared at him as she tried to make up her mind, her nose wrinkling a bit up out of her stubbornness to pick something, for the silence was deafening. She wasn't sure if her stripes were glowing from the flushed heat against her cheeks, but what she did know, was she felt a lot warmer and awkward over just a simple yes or no question. "Um.." The vixen could only image how pathetic she looked in front of the wolf as he waited so kindly for her to reply, only for him to pipe up a bit to relax herself. When he asked her an amount of movies they could conquer in one night, she looked down at those which were displayed out in front of her lap, these only being the few she chose, though they didn't have to be the ones they'd watch. "I'm gonna place my bet on 7, just to see. You pick a movie, I like anything.. really. Trusting me with choosing will take hours." She said, her tone displaying nervousness as she sheepishly smiled and rubbed the back of her neck where the fur at her shoulders seemed to of spiked out of anxiety.

Aspen smoothed it down and shook it off with a slow tilt of her head as she looked at the wolf, whom now was wrapped entirely in white comforters. She bit down on her bottom lip and snorted, covering her snout from doing so any louder than it probably had seemed to come out as. Laughing cutely to his display, Aspen eventually died her giggles a bit softer, enough so that she could talk normally, "Oh no! I'm terrified!" She said between breathes of air, now holding her sides like before rather her nose from snorting again. There overcame this huge desire to plop down onto him and hug him, though she stopped and giggled once, "Are you as tasty as a marshmallow, fearsome one?" Aspen asked, rubbing her sides, for they now hurt from how much pressure laughing had done to her stomach as she inched a bit closer so that she wouldn't fall off the mattress. Crossing her legs beneath her, she pushed the movies a bit away so they wouldn't touch her thighs.

There was a sense of relief when he answered her state of distress, the weight of her chest disappearing as she gave a relieved sigh through her mouth. As he chose the horrors first, her ears perked and shimmered a pleasant, fun-filled green as she smiled to what options they had. Horrors were among her favorites, she was glad that they would start with them instead of a classic, though she would not have minded either way. She liked his company, which was all she really cared for. "Sounds great. But I'm a tough cookie to crack when it comes to a good scare." Aspen winked. She giggled and nodded as she took the film from his paws, sorting the rest according to their topics before settling the rest on the nightstand nearest to her side of the bed. The vixen turned around to see him grinning and chuckling, which she returned with a curious, yet humored smile. He was still encased in the comforters, a fluffed white mess that reminded her of a burrito, actually, which only made her laugh harder again after having stopped herself to keep laughing before. His flirtatious ways made her blush beneath her fur, but she managed a cocky grin as she played along, "Maybe I will. But I think you're a bit.. too sweet for my taste." She teased, watching as he fell back as she held the urge to take him up on that challenge. Resisting the urge to nibble her lower lip, she turned away and decided to get up to put in the movie.

The she-fox had a tough time figuring out the DVD player, but eventually after struggling with the several buttons and remote to the TV, she finally managed to get it up and running so that the picture displayed across the flat black screen. Minding little to the sound of him getting up, she almost thought that he was walking up to her, but dismissed the thought as soon as the sound of his paws went downstairs. While he was gone, she took her purse and rummaged around in it for some clothes, reminding herself before to pause the movie so that they'd be able to see, though she was sure both of them knew the results from seeing it previously. Without going to the bathroom, for she wasn't entirely insecure with her body, and she was on the top floor, Aspen shimmied out of her dress and into some leggings and a tank top, allowing herself more comfort and freedom of her body to move. She pinned her bangs away from her eyes with a small bobby-pin and tucked any looser strands behind her triangular-shaped ears. As Sawyer returned, she had already made herself comfortable on the bed and put her things away. It had seemed he had fetched them some more snacks, she smiled happily, "Nice planning. I like to busy my mouth while watching a movi-," She shut her eyes and laughed off a small breath, "-that sounds so wrong.." As she said it, her eyes crinkled into a large grin as she laughed. Aspen lowered her face into a near by pillow and groaned to her own embarrassment, curling her legs and tail up close to her before giving in to the fact he may not let that one go. "Alright, before I make it worse, let's just watch the movie." She laughed again, patting the empty space next to her as she grabbed the bag of popcorn.

When he would have made himself comfortable, Aspen would peer to him out of the corner of her eyes as best she could without making it obvious she was gazing at him. Not long until the introduction of the film, she'd inch closer to him to find warmth being tucked into his side, never one to be shy when it came to cuddling or personal space. Sneakily, the she-fox leaned up and licked his cheek in surprise before shimmying back into her spot, "Hmm.. not bad. I guess you weren't at sweet after all." She murmured, filling her mouth with popcorn as she nonchalantly smiled towards the television.

Aspen was more than intrigued with the idea of a challenge on their minds, she liked competition, and liked to think she did well in succeeding at them independently. She crooked a snide grin, her gaze of a trickster green as the idea rolled around in her head, displaying as a small distraction away from the moving picture upon the television. Once after catching the male by surprise, she found comfort in his mutual closeness and watched the movie as best she could to understand what was happening. The last she had seen this movie had been ages, she couldn't quite recall when it was, but she assumed it'd been years since. The neon green vixen smuggled more popcorn pieces into her mouth, the buttery substances making her smile as she ate until finding that she was rather full after a few handfuls. She licked her fingers clean of the liquid topping from the popcorn. As she was then interrupted by his response to the time she licked his cheek, she looked up, only to notice her chin being commanded closer by his paws. She looked into his adoring eyes for only a small second before softening to his touch, a small grin crossing her features as she allowed him to guide her mouth closer until both rested perfectly pressed to one another. Her eyes closed peacefully as her lips lingered apart from his own before retreating back to their original places, which consisted of her now nibbling her lower lip as she could only image him stealing another. "Smooth." she said, following his move to getting comfortable again. As she laid her head onto his chest, one of her arms draped across his stomach, she'd watch the movie and its horrific scenes with a calm expression. She couldn't help but laugh at some of the character's stupidity, though some of it was to cover her own adrenaline from the amount of intensity in the horror. For a small moment, Aspen shut her eyes and nuzzled into the fur upon his chest, slowly resting her mind there before peering back at the screen to see even more gory scenarios. She shuddered to the amount of blood. It wasn't like she was squeamish to the idea, but she couldn't help but wonder what it'd feel like, let alone the smell of so much of it. She whispered something towards the grotesque scene quietly among herself, though she wouldn't 't be surprised if he had overheard her. As the protagonist would only progress in his murderous ways, she'd try to act scared just to amuse the brute, shyly pretending as if she didn't wish to see the gory moments by hiding her face within the crook of his neck. But she'd smile, half towards it being an internal joke, while trying to keep a happy expression so that if he thought her antics were real, he wouldn't be quite concerned over her.

She basked in their closeness and warmth to which they shared as the space between them only shortened to where bodies were completely, and utterly joined against one another. Aspen would not mutter a sound of complaint, for she was free of all worry and trusted in this male to keep her most at ease. In fact, she couldn't feel anymore safer than in his arms, she would admit rather oddly being they had just met. Strangely enough, the vixen whom glowed so everly green seemed to earn a new fondness for this male, to the point where she'd be free to any indirect suggestions made later on. However, she could see that the signs were clear enough to where this might be heading whether she liked it or not. As Sawyer would dabble into a sudden playful banter of sorts, she'd giggle, but intriguingly allow herself to play along. After all, how often would she receive the chance for a lovely moment with this male, as well as act like a person in her youth once more? The chances were rare, so she took the opportunity at will with a devious little smile on her beautiful features and crawled hesitantly into action. The white sheets blanketed over him the further he'd burrow beneath, flattening his form under them in the attempt to be one with the mattress they laid on. She pealed back the comforter atop the sheet, making it so that it was only her, the sheet, and him now atop the mattress. "Oh, fiddlesticks.. I wonder where he had gone off to.." She'd murmur to herself, pretending to act clueless as her eyes ran down his sheeted form at her side. At the mentioning of a prize, she could only guess, and with that, took it quite intimately with a small shade of blush blooming beneath her fur. Her tail seemed to glow at such a thought, the lines in her fur shining beneath her dress.

Hopping ontop of his covered form, she straddled his sides, her paws supported to where his shoulders would be beneath the sheet while her tail whipped playfully above her out from underneath her dress. The color at her neck made a soft tinging noise as she moved, hovering over him while her legs remained at his sides. Leaning slightly down, she nuzzled into the portion where she assumed to be the crook of his neck, her lips just grazing the fur that resided against his spine as she worked her way down in small doses. Her hands made use in pressing through the sheet to his ribs and back, working slowly, but surely to his waist. "How peculiar.." Said Aspen through closed eyes and a playful grin, her teeth tracing at the thin material between them while her fingertips worked into where she predicted were his hips. "I don't recall this being apart of the house.." Voice of a soft velvet, seductive in its own way, she'd whisper these things nearest to his ear before working her self down. Before she could kiss nearer to his waist, she pressed her mouth against his stomach. At that, she ripped the sheet off of him and pounced onto his now uncovered form. Still straddling at his sides, she sat up and grinned down at him, the only material between him and her now were their clothes. "What's my prize?"

With the tables suddenly turned, Aspen didn't fret nor squirm away from what she learned to enjoy about him. She loved a game of displaying dominance, a trait very common in wolves, she could recall, but an even sneakier trick in her kind of species. Giddy in her own way, she restrained herself from giggling anymore than she already had made herself a mess of earlier from laughing too hard for her own good. Green eyes growing hazy with emotion, she shut them slowly while her lips were finally encompassed by his and the warmth which followed into her mouth. As his hand would place at her cheek, her fingers would find a home tangled within the tufts of hair behind his large triangular ears and the nape of his neck. Subtle, yet just as appetizing, she shuddered underneath his lingering hand and freely allowed it to wander as it so liked to wherever it found comfort, as long as it was against her. Smiling through sweet kisses, that soon disappeared as he went for the sensitive portions among her neck, the sensations causing shivers to roll up her spine and soft, cooing groans to radiate off her breath. The glowing green on her body seemed to shine out from under her dress and into her tail and ears, the light almost embarrassing to keep down, but was sometimes a great opportunity to send out the right signals when she wouldn't be able to find the confidence to put it into words. Then her collarbones, lighting the skin beneath her evergreen fur on fire to the touch of even the slightest grazing motion. "Mmm.." She'd softly coo through a gentle bite to her lower lip. At the question, she'd smile willingly and nod to his proposal, as long as it followed to what she was thinking too. However, this position and patience would eventually kill her, hopefully he'd be able to speed time up a bit to get to the greater parts where both were bare and free. Completely and utterly vulnerable to one another's touch. With one, curious finger, her hand led up to the button of his pants and toyed with it quietly as she kept her canines pinched over her bottom lip, circling the feature which held back what she so wished. "What did you have in mind?" Aspen asked quietly, her eyes lifting slowly from his waist to meet his eyes while her two fingers unbuttoned his pants suggestively. The end of her tail playfully curled underneath their legs and brushed at his ankles that were bent towards her knees. Even the slightest movements could send someone in a frenzy, which she preferably looked in a lover of sorts, even if it lasted a night.

Content with the movements of his body and amount of comfort against her, she was happily busied with his accompanied mouth upon hers. Moaning softly into the caverns of his mouth, she tried silencing them with the work of her tongue, slowly, steadily allowing it to slide against his if countered. Shivers crawled pleasantly along her spine, causing the lines in her fur to brighten terribly green beneath her dress, blush rising beneath her furry cheeks the hotter it would get in the room. Her hands roamed along his sides, edging her fingers to where bone lay under his pelt and flesh, kneading carefully in the ridges of his ribs and spine along his back, the sharp, broad tone to his shoulders felt beneath her fingertips. The set of claws which had once were on her hip migrated up her side to her breast, causing her to tremble underneath his touch, a small moan emitting into his mouth that didn't seem like the rest. The other seemed to find comfort in sneaking under her dress, a bit of surprise for the vixen as her body temperature would grow along with the smells of her heat the stronger the sexual tension would get to the point where she wouldn't be able to take too much longer. When all articles of clothing were set asides but except his boxers, she was met with the company of his waist pressing into hers, making her groan with a flimsy little smile. She enjoyed this feeling most, but the teases were starting to get to her head. With a playful sinking of her fingers into the pits of his shoulders, she pushed him into a pin, her hips resting over his, the bulge in his boxers beneath her dress before she crossed her arms over her breasts and pulled it off of her. They wore the same amount of clothing now, never fearing to how much he'd see in the process. The glowing swirls around her breasts and down her sides glowed brightly, prominent in the light they glowed among her fur for how ready she was. Her ears turned forwards, a seductive gaze peering to him through soft green hues. Leaning down, she kissed him again and slowly reached for his hands to place upon her hips, allowing them to do as they wished as she'd begin to rub her hips against the bulge in his boxers carefully. Her tail playfully whipped behind her, groans emitting from her mouth as the sensation made her feel wet through the black panties she sported. Everything felt incredible, she could only imagine the feeling of them being entire bare.

But apparently it wasn't enough for the vixen, she was too excited for what may happen, and chose to take even more control than what she could already handle. Standing on her knees on both sides of his waist, she hooked her thumbs into both sides of her panties and slipped them down from her hips slowly in a suggestive, sly manner as she'd peer into his eyes, biting her lip quietly until they were finally off her ankles. Now, for a Pansexual, she was not picky with the people she chose as partners, the package in which they owned or anything - personality is what mattered and Sawyer seemed to fit all the requirements. What mattered now, was how well he could perform, but she wanted to see what made him so special with uncovering the beautiful bulge in his boxers. Crawling downwards, she rested between his knees and slipped the boxers from his waist, her eyes hungrily looking over his erected appendage until peering back at him for proper consent. When given, she pushed the material off his legs entirely and began to carefully run her fingers along his length, her tongue sliding and pressing at the tip while her lips suckled around it slowly, a teasing grin and pair of eyes staring up at him with confidence. What a happy little fox she was right now.

She couldn't help herself. The male tasted so delectable and sweet in her mouth, the little smirking quip he made only made her want more. Surely it was to get a rise out of her, to speed things up, but Aspen allowed herself to take her sweet time, he could hold on a bit longer, couldn't he? Testing the other's patience, she swirled her tongue over the tip of his member, the suckling of her lips around his shaft tightening as she'd give a playful little squeeze to sooth the blood rushing to the core. Her heat sparked the room, mixing with his and wafting into her nose without hesitation to reveal her clear excitement. Curling a loose strand of hair afar from her face and behind one of her large, triangular ears, the green vixen sucked carefully for a small moment before making the first attempt to push the real limits here. Steadying herself, one hand occupied with stroking the delicious feature while her mouth remained locked with the head, she used the other to creep along his thigh curiously, simply out of touch to keep her fingers busy within a tease. A moan rolled into her mouth and echoed throughout the cavern of it around the shaft she admired with licks and squeezing lips. As she made her taunting noise, her mouth lowered inch by inch, taking in all she could, and before she knew it, she could feel the tip of her snout nuzzling the fur at his lower stomach. Grinning, whilst keeping her lips curled over her teeth as she tenderly tugged the appendage, Aspen flicked her tail playfully behind her at her progress. She'd then retreat and thrust again, filling her mouth with his throbbing member joyously, repetitively, with a fine hunger that couldn't be stopped unless forced or finished. Her tongue pressed at the base of the member as it slid down along with her tight lips, hollowing her cheeks to add pressure within each stroke she applied with her mouth. The fox didn't hesitate to go faster with such motions when comfortable, knowing well when to slow and when to speed up, feeling the engorged appendage between her lips quiver with each thrust. Her ears flattened slightly as he'd use the top of her head as a bit of a place to put his hand, not minding it even in the slightest as she went down on him, continuing without bothering to stop. "Mmm..," She'd groan into the process, a quirky little grin still plastered at the sides of her mouth as she tasted the pre-cum oozing from the tip of his member, using it, along with her saliva, to act as a lubricant. This only allowed her to go faster, and tug a bit harsher, though just as equally careful from hurting him.