As you flip through a magazine, you can't help but watch your friend Kory out of the corner of your eye, as he continues to work on one of his sketches. It doesn't help that his long, fluffy tail keeps accidentally brushing against your leg (although, the more it happens, the less you think that it's accidental). You turn your head to the side slightly and make eye contact with him, and a gentle smile crosses your face. He beams back, full of confidence as ever.
It was that innate confidence that first made you take notice of the svelte young Red Panda. You've known each other since the beginning of the semester, when he first appeared on campus along with the hundreds of other wide-eyed freshmen entering the wonderful, scary, and amazing freedom known as college. Unlike the others, though, Kory had an air around him like he belonged there, like he knew what he was doing and he was ready to take on the world, or at least the small part of it that Canstania College represented. When you first sat down next to him in the Student Union and struck up a conversation, he didn't seem at all intimidated by the fact that you were a junior, or that you stood nearly a foot and a half taller than him and outweighed him by a good hundred pounds of muscle. If anything, that seemed to make him even more intrigued by you, and the two of you struck up a fast friendship, which has only grown stronger over the past two months.
"So," you finally say just before the silent staring at each other began to get awkward, "what's the plans for tonight?"
"Plans?" Kory asks, shifting slightly in his seat. "What plans do we need to make?"
"Well, this is the last night before you leave town and head back home. Shouldn't we do something... I dunno, special, or fun, or whatever." Your voice starts to trail off at the end, realizing that you don't really have any good ideas of your own.
Kory laughs a little as he sits up straight. "Ash, I'll only be gone for the weekend. I'll be back Sunday night. It's not that big of a deal."
"Yeah, I guess." You sigh, shaking your head. You feel a strong desire to let Kory know how much he means to you, how you want to take your relationship... further... but you can't find the right words to do it. For all your size and strength, this is the stuff that makes you the most uncomfortable.
"Tell you what." Kory leans in a little closer to you, resting his paw on your shoulder. Your pants become a little tighter at this, but you try to hide your arousal, for now at least. "It's nice and cool out. Let's go have a walk through Barlo Park and shuffle our paws through the leaves."
Chuckling, you nod. "Okay. That'll be nice."
Kory quickly hops off the couch and runs to the hall closet. Before you can even stand up, he's already back with both of your jackets, and he tosses yours to you as he puts his own on. "C'mon! Time's wasting!"
The walk to the park only takes about ten minutes, and when you get there, you're surprised by how empty it is, especially for a Friday evening. Usually, couples and families would be running up and down the paths, but you barely see anyone else there at all. It's almost as if you have the park to yourself.
As you walk along one of the more leaf-covered paths, Kory starts to walk closer to you, leaning his head slightly against your shoulder. It's a nice feeling, and one that excites you, but you don't want to blow the moment, so you don't do anything crazy.
"Hey! What's that?" Kory's eyes light up as he looks down at your wrist.
"Hmm?" you say, trying to see what he's asking about.
"That's a nice watch!" he lifts up your wrist closer to his eyes to get a better look. "Is it new?"
You shake your head. "No, it's one of my dad's old watches, I think. I found it just last week when I was cleaning up the basement. It doesn't seem to work, though."
"Really? Hang on a second." He gently removes the watchband from your wrist and starts to fiddle with it. You watch curiously, unsure of what he's doing until--
CLICK.
"There! That should do it!" He hands the watch back to you, smiling from ear to ear. Indeed, the watch seems to be running, though as opposed to a ticking it sounds more like a very low, constant buzzing. What's more, you notice that where the numbers should be, there are instead strange symbols, the likes of which you've never seen before. Well, as long as it still kept time the same way...
"Thanks, Kory!" You slip the watch back on, looking it over again. As you nod in approval, Kory grabs your hand again, this time resting his paw in yours for a longer time. You look down at his eyes, and they appear to be looking up at you with a sense of affection and... maybe something more, you're not sure. Could he--
"Oh, c'mon and kiss me, you big lug, you."
Well, that seems to answer that question. Leaning in, you press your muzzle against his and lock lips for a few moments. Your whiskers brush up against his nose, and he starts to giggle. "Heheh, that tickles a bit."
"Sorry," you quickly say, backing away slightly.
Kory tilts his head, a sly grin on his face. "I didn't say stop." He jumps up and pulls his mouth closer to you, a much more forceful kiss than before that lasts for a good twenty seconds. You're taken aback for a moment, but quickly get into it as much as Kory does. His hips press against your abs and you can feel his cock through his jeans, every bit as hard as yours. His arms wrap around your shoulders, and you can feel his claws dig in slightly to your back. And, for a moment, you feel a slight vibration on your wrist right where the watch is, resting against Kory's neck. You can feel it heat up slightly, but the heat seems to be flowing away from you and into Kory. As the kiss ends, though, you're not sure whether or not that was just your imagination at work, or something else.
"How's that for plans, Ash?" He winks at you as he turns around and starts walking away. "I've got to head home now and get ready to pack. See you on Monday."
Still a little unsure of what just happened, you resist the urge to run after him, and simply watch him as he walks away, his hips moving slightly side-to-side as he walks, and his tail gently flicking in the breeze. Never in your life have you wanted anything more than you do right now, but you don't want to ruin what has already happened.
Now, though, comes the hardest part -- waiting a whole goddamn weekend until you see him again.
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