[HD] Furry Wife of the Week: Rivet (Covered)

I must admit for this picture that I spend way too much time on it and as a result I'm on the verge of not being able to finish an important pic for next week, as I'm going to go to a local Furry con. But hopefully I can work fast and still keep my usual quality.

Short Story

A Sunny Surprise

One sunny day, Ratchet had just emerged from the workshop, where he had been tinkering with one of his gadgets. The sun was high, casting its warm glow over the lush landscape of their new world, a place of peace they had fought hard to secure after defeating Emperor Nefarious. He found himself relishing the tranquility, the simplicity of just being, as he stretched and let the sun warm his fur. His thoughts wandered through memories of battles fought and friendships forged, particularly his bond with Rivet.

As he strolled through the vibrant flora, he was lost in thought when he saw her. Rivet, his fellow lombax, was lounging under a sprawling tree, her usual armor replaced by something much less... functional for combat. A crop top sweater hugged her form, ending just below her chest, leaving her midriff and a teasing hint of underboob visible. Her lower half was modestly covered by only a pair of panties, her legs stretched out, basking in the sunlight.

She caught his gaze and a mischievous smile played on her lips. "Oh, hi Ratchet," she called out, her voice carrying that playful edge she often used when she was up to something. "I decided to trade in my gear for something a bit lighter today. Thought it might catch your interest," she added with a wink, her tone suggesting she was aiming for more than just a casual reaction.

Ratchet was totally flabbergasted by this. His jaw might have dropped if he weren't trying so hard to keep his composure. He felt a flush of heat that had nothing to do with the sun, his mind racing to catch up with the sudden shift in their dynamic. "Uh, yeah, it definitely did," he stammered, his voice betraying his surprise and... something else he wasn't quite ready to admit.

Rivet caught the embarrassment in his voice and on his face, and she laughed, a sound that was both musical and comforting. "Oh, Ratchet, you're so easy to tease!" she said, still smiling at him. Her laughter eased the tension, and she patted the ground beside her. "Come, sit. Don't be so formal all the time."

He hesitated, then slowly walked over, his heart beating a bit faster than usual. As he sat down next to her, their shoulders brushed, and the contact felt charged. Rivet's laughter faded into a gentle smile, her eyes soft as she looked at him.

"You know, I like seeing you flustered," she admitted, her voice lower now, carrying a hint of warmth. "It's... cute."

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