Caught in the Act

Sex with Lilian was easily one of the most amazing things ever. Kevin wasn’t sure if he could ever adequately describe what it was like to make love to his mate. Lilian was enthusiastic, energetic, and loved trying new things, and since they were both relatively new to the joys of sex, it meant neither one of them had any more experience than the other. It was a process that they were learning together.

“A-ahn! R-right there, Beloved!”

She was also very vocal. Lilian had no trouble letting him know what she liked and what she didn’t like.

“You mean like this?”

“Y-yes! Oh, gods! I think I found One Piece!”

She also enjoyed making random anime references.

“Lily, you make my dick harder than a kunai!”

“You make me wetter than a water jutsu!”

“Is my drill the drill that is piercing your heaven?”

“Yes! Your drill is the drill that is piercing my heaven!”

“Who’s drill is the drill that is piercing your heaven?!”

“Your drill is the drill that is piercing my heaven!”

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU TWO THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” Christine shrieked as she burst into the room.

Kevin and Lilian stopped what they were doing. Their bodies froze mid-coitus, which may have had something to do with the ice that was now creeping along their blanket. Slowly, oh so slowly, they turned their heads toward the entrance.

Christine stood before them like an ice demon who’d just turned the Sanzu River into a winter wonderland. Her entire body had become a frosty shade of ice blue, not just her face, but all of her. Steam wafted off her head like smoke from a bonfire. She was shuddering from head to toe, though whether this was embarrassment, rage, or both, Kevin could not discern.

Well, this isn’t good. I’d better say something to calm her down before she turns us into popsicles.

“This isn’t what it looks like,” Kevin said.

… Silence. Christine stared at him. Lilian stared at him. Iris, who’d just wandered into their little tree hut, also stared at him.

“Okay, so this is what it looks like,” Kevin admitted. “Lilian and I are mates. We have sex. It’s natural.”

“Well said, Beloved. Sex is a perfectly natural thing.”

“Exactly. So, there’s no need to get upset, right, Christine?”

“… Beloved, that was a dumb thing to say.”

“It was?”

“Yes,” Iris said before Lilian could, “it was.”

“Huh? Why is that?”

In response to his words, Iris pointed at Christine. The girl stood stock still. She didn’t move an inch. With her blue skin tone, Kevin almost assumed that she’d become a block of ice. Maybe her yuki-onna powers had kicked into high gear and turned her into an ice statue.

“Uh… Christine?”

“You… two…” Christine whispered. Kevin and Lilian both shuddered. How could someone so tiny sound so terrifying? “You two…”

Lilian tried to talk some sense into the girl. “Listen, Christine… I-I know that what Kevin said wasn’t very polite, but, well, he does make a good point. You shouldn’t really be upset by what we do in our private time together.”

“Bad move, Lily-pad,” Iris said.

Lilian would never get a chance to respond.

Because in that moment, all hell broke loose.

~Excerpt from American Kitsune 12: A Fox's War