Joseph, an arctic wolf, goes into a fleshie coffee shop only to find a handsome Horse. (Trey uwu!) they end up getting ~scandalous~ in the bathroom after!!
this is my first fic so please be nice!!
open to constructive criticism <3
Joe and Trey a...
The cover for the story is by @mqccio on instagram !! uwu
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Joseph walked into the coffee shop, his fursuit barely held any warmth and he needed to go somewhere warmer. Immediately as he walked in, he noticed someone in the back corner of the shop. A brown horse sat in a booth, sipping a mug of coffee. Joe felt his cheek fur warm.
He went up to the counter, where a fleshie woman stood behind the counter. "Hello, welcome to Starbucks." She smiled.
"Can I get a frappuccino, grande?" Joe asked the barista. She nodded, and picked up a cup from behind the counter. "What's your name, sir?" Joe couldn't help but glance over at the horse. "Joe," he responded. He could swear he saw the horse's ears perk up.
Joe sat down at a table, waiting for his name to be called. Out of the side of his vision, he saw the Horse get up and go back to the counter. As walked over, Joseph saw him glance over at his table. He stood at the counter for a second. The barista called Joe's name. Without hesitation, the horse picked up the cup.
Joe narrowed his eyes slightly. Why would the horse be taking his cup? Then, the horse sat down in front of him. "Hey. I'm trey," the horse's lips turned up in a smirk. Joseph's cheek fur heated up again, warmer this time. "J-Joe," he stammered. This wasn't like him.. Why was he letting this strange affect him as much as he was?
"So, what brings you here, Joe?" The horse took a sip of Joe's drink and then pushed it over to him. "What the hell, dude? That's my frapp." The horse smirked again. "I can get you another straw if you want." Joseph's blush intensified. "N-no! Absolutely not."
After a moment of awkward silence, the horse spoke again. "So, are you gonna answer my question?" Joe looked up. "Oh, well, my fursona doesn't have very thick fur, so I have to go somewhere it's warm so I don't freeze." Trey nodded thoughtfully.
"I know the feeling," Trey responded. Joe picked up the frap, studying it for a second before taking a small sip. Trey looked him up and down as he did so. His gaze lingered at his southern region.
"Hey, watch it," Joe snapped. He blushedfurriously.Trey smirked even more. "What, you bothered or something?" Joe scoffed, taking another sip of his drink. "Listen, Trey, why'd you come here? Just to.. bother me?" Trey leaned back in his seat. "That's one way to put it."
Joe immediately felt turned on.
"Listen, kid, how about we go to the back of the coffee shop and vore each other? I read online somewhere that wolves think vore is hot as fuck." Joseph's face flushed. How had Trey found his secret fetish and kink?! He must be an ethereal beast.... one to not be reckoned with. Trey pushed out of his seat in the booth, and Joe thought for a moment before following him.
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uwu that was the first chapter of my fic!!! i hope u enjoed owowowo please leve constructive critisism in the comments or ill send the fbi to your house and skin you alive :3
