Their Little Beauty (MxMxM+GF)

Chapter Forty-Five: Jelly Legs and Horny Begs

Walking through a forest that sat at the base of a mountain, where the terrain lay uneven in many places and clusters of trees became incredibly dense, was hard. Much harder than any workout Briar had ever done at a gym. So hard in fact that he wasn't sure his calves would ever feel solid again, the flesh, bone and muscle currently resembling the sensation of electrified jelly. 

"Fuck...me... this crap hurts" he panted, momentarily stopping to lean against a tree and massage his legs. 

"Heh... that's what... she said" Jesse pushed out between frantic gasps before coughing, their cute face cherry red and knees literally trembling. 

The husbands? Well, they appeared as though they walked right off of the cover of some magazine, exposed skin glimmering in the streaks of sunlight that managed to push through the large overhead canopies, hair slicked back and looking like something from an erotic fantasy. 

Stupid men, being sexy as hell.   

"There's not much further to the spot, think you can manage a bit longer?" Devon asked, face concerned as he looked between the struggling duo. He and Quinn had wanted to carry them virtually the whole way, but although Briar was wearing his and Jesse's large backpacks laden with camping gear, the dominants were still weighed down heavily with the tent pieces. 

After all, it was almost a literal marquee in size once built up, so all of them could sleep together. 

"Yep, sure thing. Who needs lungs that don't burn and a throat that doesn't taste of blood anyway- the weak, that's who" the little fox quipped, throwing their thumbs up with a strained smile. "And Granny didn't raise no weakling. Let's do this shit!". 

With that, the little fox stood up straight, shoulders pulled back, and strode forward with all the confidence of a person who wasn't wheezing like an asthmatic or shaking like a diabetic in a cake shop. Three and a half steps later they plummeted to the ground so hard that their legs kicked up behind them, mouth getting an intimate taste of nature. 

"Yeah, fuck no, not happening" they said, the sound slightly muffled by the moss currently smooshed against their face. "Help". 

"Daddy, can you take one of the backpacks? Sorry, I know you have a lot to carry already, but Jesse needs assistance" Briar asked gently, taking one off and immediately groaning at the relief. 

Ah, hallelujah- my shoulders DO still have sensation!

"Of course, Bubs. Help him before he swallows some sort of parasite. Pretty sure he already has a tapeworm anyway from the amount of snacks in his bag". 

Once free of the heavy burden, the long-haired man walked over to Jesse and hauled them up in one swift movement to have them cling to his chest like a baby monkey, ankles linking against his bum and arms wound around his moist neck. Preferably, he wanted to have them on his shoulders so if he fell, they wouldn't get crushed, but the second backpack and rolled up blanket was in the way. 

"Damn, manhandle me like that some more and we're gonna be in trouble. That was hot as hell" Jesse teased, thrilled at the way they were picked up like a ragdoll, wondering if their Beauty would be willing to fuck him against a tree. 

The trek continued well into the afternoon, daylight still on their side but definitely more orange than any of them would have liked. See, the plan had been to get to their reserved campsite location by late morning, set up the essentials then explore the surrounding area and make some plans for the next day. Only Jesse had woken up hungry and horny, which made them grumpy, so first the fox ate three bowls of cereal before begging Briar to get on his knees for them. Which, he did, loving to taste his cheeky lover, but if there was an undeniable truth about the fluffy haired fox, it was that they were greedy. So, it took two orgasms and the promise of more during their trip before their funky mood finally lifted. 

And that was the story of their hectic morning. But the stress, worry and panic all became inconsequential once they broke through the treeline and were faced with their destination. It was beautiful, the clearing of well-maintained grass a gorgeous shade of greens and yellows, a small meadow joined on full of long, swaying reeds. And if you blocked out the sounds of chirping insects, singing birds and rustling of leaves blown in the warm breeze, the sound of flowing water from the nearby river trickled in. 

"Whoa..." Briar and Jesse chorused, the smaller of the two sliding down until their feet touched the ground so they could turn in a slow circle, taking everything in. 

"You like it, I presume?" Devon asked curiously, but his eyes were full of pride and confidence, knowing full well what his lovers would think of it.

"You picked well" Quinn grinned widely, tugging his husband closer by his t-shirt and crushing their lips together. "It's absolutely perfect. Thank you, love". 

They all turned at the sound of giggling, watching as Jesse ran around with what must have been his backup reserve of energy, reaching out to touch every plant, tree and piece of nature he could. It reminded Briar of the Pet room at home that was decorated to look like a forest, only it seemed that the real thing was what the little fox really craved. He took off his tank-top to roll around in the grass, cherishing the way it felt and smelled, digging their fingers into it and sighing happily. 

"He can be cute sometimes, can't he?" Devon said quietly, receiving hums of agreeance from his tall lovers. "We'll take him out on a walk with his leash tomorrow or the next day, play some fetch, but for now let's set up camp and keep an eye on him". 

Everyone nodded and began clearing away some twigs, branches and rocks that could potentially damage the tent, listening with small smiles as those nearby giggles gradually turned into human imitations of barks and yips. And with the soft murmurs of Devon asking Quinn about the birds flying between trees nearby, the two exchanging loving glances every few moments, Briar sighed in contentment. 

"Pancake, grab that bag and bring it over please".

"Got it!". 

The blue-eyed man started to say something else before snapping his eyes over to Jesse, narrowing them dangerously. "Hey, bad fox! That's a hedgehog, not a toy. Don't you dar- PUT IT DOWN, NOW! OI!".

This trip was going to be amazing; Briar knew it. 

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A/N:

Hello, my Little Lovelies!

No picture thing at the top today since I'm writing this on my phone. They aren't really important anyway, so I don't know if they're worth the effort Haha.

Been a while since I wrote a short chapter, but this felt like a good length before getting into the fun stuff in the next couple or so chapters. Hope no one minds that I do plan on having quite a few smut scenes coming up, but I've been thinking about them a lot and wanna write them! And, in my filthy opinion, there hasn't been enough spicy time. 

(Also, my readers keep guessing my sexy plans, which feels really cool but also kinda unsettling. GET OUT OF MY HEAD, YOU'RE NOT MY REAL DAD!).

I'm also really looking forward to writing a little bit of Jesse pet stuff, because I have seriously lacked that. Sorry :(. This is my first REAL story though. 

So be gentle with me, it's my first time. ༼ つ ✿◕‿◕✿༽つ╰⋃╯

Anyhoo, see you guys soon. 

Bye!