Friends and Teammates 1:
Reflections at Night

by Fur and Fantasy
R for M/M and M/F
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Even after six months this still feels strange, Tanya's body against mine each night. I guess some part of me will never give up hope of finding Canard, that somehow we'll make it work again.

But after four years ... how much I've changed and what he's gone though ... what hope is there that we'll succeed any time soon? Or that there will even be anything left of what we had. The sheer fact that I've taken another lover says I'm not nearly as focused on him as I used to be. It wasn't that long ago that I couldn't even think of this, much less do it, and yet now she lies here, warm and strong against my chest. Perhaps a better match for me than he was.

Yet I wonder how I can even think that, but I have nothing to prove to her, and nothing to prove to myself when we are alone. It feels too good, sometimes, just relaxing and existing without demands. Better than anything I had with Canard, my first love. Yes, even if he is not my last, he will always be the first.

Her body's so different from his; she's strong and nearly my height and weight, but it's all soft curves over hard muscle. Her feathers are much finer too. Though there is nothing hard for me to stroke, she's as easy to read and please as Canard in her own way, with my fingers sinking into slick wet feathers instead of wrapping around hard, bare flesh.

Gods, I must have seemed crazy that first night. She only meant to offer a little comfort after a very bad day. Of everyone on the team, we somehow grew close, so she followed me in retreat when I could barely hold the pain in check. I still don't know why that one got to me more than the rest, but it did. She touched my shoulder and tried to tell me it would be okay, that we'd succeed eventually. All I could focus on was the warmth of her hand, and the surge of pure desperation to not be alone for at least a few minutes.

I caught her hand, was on my feet and had her warmth against my chest, legs and in my arms. She stiffened when I ruffled the feathers on her neck with my beak and half-begging 'please.'

'Please what?' she's so calm about it, willing, just unsure of what I'm asking. It takes a long moment for my frozen guts to thaw enough against her warmth to answer her with even the tug on her collar and whispered 'off' that I do manage.

I know she doesn't really understand it's not about the sex, as good as it feels to cum with strong, slick muscle rippling around me. That I just need to be that close sometimes, to ground myself that this is all real. Canard only understood because he was with me before we hit puberty. He was there for the transition, and when naked and huddled in bed didn't mean sex, and when kissing was just one more assurance that this was real, not a request for something more.

Tanya sure didn't, still doesn't. But as long as I'm willing to pleasure her when I do arouse her by mistake or intent, she doesn't seem to mind. And that time, she even let me hold and stroke her until I fell asleep, not asking for more until the next day, when I woke up to her stroking my hardening dick with a smile and 'I hope you don't mind' in a much gentler voice that she usually uses. I'm still surprised sometimes that I honestly didn't mind, that I welcomed her to my bed with the same feelings as I did Canard.

As good as this is, I still wish he was here.

Friends and Teammates 1: Reflections at Night

R for M/M and M/F
Het Level is MediumHet Smut Level is Low
Slash Level is Slash Smut Level is Very Low
Femslash Level is None
Herm Level is None

4 KB, Story is Complete, Series is Closed-Unfinished
Written January 30, 2000 by Rauhnee Ranshanka

Setting: Mighty Ducks TAS

Primary Races: Duck

Contents: Furry. Het (M/F). Slash (M/M).

Pairings: Wildwing/Canard, Wildwing/Tanya

Blurb: Wildwing reflects on his lovelife, and his future.

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