Midnight Rendezvous

Down on River Street

By Ayn BlackFox

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11:45 PM. Shira speeds down Highway 16. Her speed reaches 130 mph on the long open stretch of the two lane, divided highway. Her body presses against the bike as she passes a car, the first she has seen in miles. The small motor bike revs loudly as she keeps the throttle hammered pushing the bike to the limit her speed reaching 140 mph. The dark country side around her passes by her in a blur. Shira barely gets a glimpse of the sign that says 15 miles to Callanah Gardens. She keeps presses to the bike just hopping there are no highway patrol men out and trying to catch speeders, like it would brother her with her bike's top speed of a 175 Mph. Her mind keeps racing with the though of being late even at her greased lightning speed, she thinks she will not make it. She passed a small car, her bike looking like silver and blue blur as it flies back with a screaming engine. Her speed reaches 155 mph as she rockets by the City limits sign.

She holds her speed as he reaches the three lane section of the highway. The amber lights of the highway line the middle of the high, standing on the center divider. Shira slows down and takes a long sweeping corner. She exits the corner and slows down again so she can see the exit signs. She keeps moving taking the exit for River Street. She comes to a stop at the traffic light, the red light on her side. She looks to the left and then to the right remembering that AnYan told her left at the light. When then light turns green, 10 seconds later, Shira pulls off to the left and then cruises a bit looking for the address. She gets behind a slow moving luxury car and sighs. Shira pulls over behind a green car that appears to a mid size sports sedan. It is dark green in color and has a normal sized spoiler on the back on it. The exhaust is dual, in the corners of the rear of the car with silver, oval shaped tips. Shira turns the motorcycle off and then parks it. She looks over the car and notices the small box shaped painting and looks at it. She finds that it has the number 9 on it with other small print in it. Shira stands up and crosses her arms. An-Yan needs to be cleverer about his car, Shira thinks to herself before gasping as a hand touches her shoulder.

Shira turns and then sighs in relief seeing An-Yan behind her. She takes her helmet off and looks at An-Yan. "Don't do that An-Yan. You scared the life out of me."

"I am sorry, but I am happy to see that you made it here." He said giving her a wry smile.

"Well I got a little behind when I left my gas stop in Dublin. So I did 155 all the way here." Shira said. "Thankfully, there were not a lot of cars out tonight."

An-Yan nods and then takes her hand. He takes her hand and then smiles wide. "Come with me." He takes her into the restaurant in front of them.

Inside, there are rows of tables lined up like in an exclusive club for the rich. A live band has set up on the stage on the far wall. One of the waiters stops An-Yan and looks at him. This waiter is tall but thin grey color feline in a black and white suit. "Can I help you sir." He asked calmly having a French accent.

"Yes. Reservation for RoseWood." An-Yan said.

The waiter looks through a small book and then smiles. He directs An-Yan to the back of the restaurant and then out to a patio. This patio has a few more tables under a fluorescent color lights. The view over looks the Savannah River. There is one of the signature river boats sitting at the dock behind the restaurant. Shira takes a seat parallel to the river boat. An-Yan sits in front of her, leaving his tails off the right side where no one is sitting. Shira giggles and puts her helmet in the empty chair.

"An-Yan, you still have that Sport car I see." Shira said leaning back in the car a bit.

An-Yan nods. "Yes. I still have it. It runs excellent. I like the bigger, super charger 3.8 liter Inline six over the original engine."

Shira giggles. "You and your superchargers." She sticks her tongue at him.

An-Yan crosses his arms and looks at her. He then looks away at a waiter coming over to them. This waiter is also in a black and white suit. He is a little bit more muscular than first guy. This guy is a black, white and cream colored, Husky male. His head hair is held back neatly with a band. He approaches An-Yan's table with two menus in his arms.

"Welcome to Graza De River. I am Lucas. I will be your waiter." He said hand An-Yan and Shira a menu. His voice is similar to that of a British person. "May I start you with something to drink?"

"Can I have a Firefly please?" An-Yan asked.

"I would like one too." Shira said and then starts to looks through her menu.

Then waiter nods and then tells them that he will return shortly with their drinks. An-Yan briefly looks through the menu and then puts it down on the table. He looks around the patio and then over at the river boat. With a smile, he looks at Shira and then back at the boat. He crosses his arms and takes a long slow breath. Shira peeks over the menu at An-Yan and then goes back to looking at the menu. An-Yan looks at her and then flicks his tails a bit. Shira puts the menu down and looks at An-Yan. She winks at him, making An-Yan crack a smile. She giggles a bit. An-Yan shakes his head and tells her to let him work on his "poker face". Shira can not help but laugh at the statement.

10 minutes later, the waiter has not come back. An-Yan looks around and then shakes his head, stating that it should not take this long to make an alcoholic Peppermint Milkshake. Shira's eyes go wide. She blushes a bit and the looks at him. She states that it is her first time having a drink like the one coming. An-Yan smiles big but then warns her that they are a bit on the strong end. Shira nods and then points to the waiter who is coming with two tall glasses that have a pink colored shake inside them. The waiter walks over with his serving tray and then hands Shira one of the glasses and then one to An-Yan.

"Are you ready to order?" The waiter asked.

"I want the Chicken and Sticks. With Ranch dip." An-Yan said.

Shira looks to the waiter and then smiles. "I would like to have a chicken Alfredo plate please."

The waiter nods and then picks up the menus. He heads back inside. An-Yan chuckles a bit and uncrosses his arms. Shira looks back at An-Yan. "An-Yan, why are looking so serious?"

An-Yan blinks and then sips on his drink softly. "Because I can."

Shira blinks. "That is not a good excuse. There has to be a reason."

An-Yan shakes his head and keeps sipping his drink. He has a bit of the shake on his lips. Shira shakes her head and then sips her shake slowly. She closes her eyes tasting the Peppermint shake and then alcoholic part. Her eyes suddenly go wide as she taste how strong it really is. She stops and then looks at him. She starts to think of how An-Yan drinks it. She can taste that it is made with strong rum, though still creamy and ice cold like a milkshake. An-Yan sips a bit more of his drink before looking at Shira, who stares back at him.

"So tell me Shira, how do you like your Firefly?" An-Yan asked losing the serious look he had.

"It is strong but very tasty.� She said sipping a bit more of it.

An-Yan grins and then nods. "This is the only place in town that serves them." He sips a bit of his and then looks out at the river boat then back to Shira.

Shira looks at him and then giggles. She keeps sipping her drink softly before wiping her muzzle off with a napkin. "I would consider moving here but my boss would not like that."

He blinks at Shira. "And why is that?"

"I am his only female that has been hired to work with the trucks." She said moving her drink to one side. "And the one who can drive a 10 speed. The others are on 7's."

"So you have to the heavy loads then?"

"Not really heavy loads but the longest trailer for the bikes." Shira said. "Bibb City Choppers is taking 15 of the 34 show bikes we have to the CTAB Show. We will be the second largest company on the display. Only Eaton Performance Company will have the largest display."

An-Yan chuckles a bit at the sound of Eaton. "That will be interesting."

Just then the waiter returns with his serving tray held up. He waltzes over to the table slowly. He holds the tray up and grabs one of the plates. "Chicken Alfredo?" Shira takes the plate stating that she ordered that. The waiter then hands the "Chicken and Sticks" plate to An-Yan. "Your order sir." An-Yan takes the plate and then nods thanking the waiter and slips a $20 bill. Shira stares at An-Yan plate. The "sticks" are actually very long, straight cut, French fries that cover the length of the dinner plate.

"Wow! Those are some long French fries." Shira said taking her fork and twirling the noodles and bits of chicken around it.

"Oh yes. They are the largest in the city." He takes on of he long straight cut fries and eats it. He looks at Shira before looking back at his fries. He slowly eats them one by one, while they are still quite hot.

Shira keeps taking more moderate sized portions of her plate, eating a bit slower than An-Yan and his French fries. She swallows the fork full and then looks over at An-Yan wiping her mouth off a bit. She winks at him before taking a sip of her drink. She watches as An-Yan dips his fries into the small bowl of Ranch dressing. She giggles and then starts to eat again. An-Yan looks up at Shira only have the strips of chicken left on his plate. He watches her taken a sip of his drink softly. Shira looks up at An-Yan and then wipes her muzzle off with a napkin.

"Are you going to eat?" Shira asked seeing An-Yan sip his drink.

He stops drinking and then smiles a bit wide. "Yes but I wanted to ask you a question. Have you been on a river boat before?"

Shira blinks. "No. Why?"

"Well the SS Basenja is in town today. I wanted to take you on it." He said picking up his chicken strip. He dips it in the bowl of ranch dressing and then bites half of the chicken strip off.

Shira nods. "Sure I would love to get on it, with you."

"But this is no ordinary river boat. It has day cabins in it for those who want to ride up to Scottsville or down to Crest Head Island. Both are 3 hour rides."

"So you are thinking about going to one of those places, tonight?" She asked before taking a fork full of Alfredo and eating it.

"Well the next boat will not leave out until about 9am in the morning. He said before finishing off the chicken strip he had.

"Oh, I see."

"But we can still get on the boat, buy tickets and then listen to the boat's band before they close at 1:30 am." He said eating another strip of chicken.

Shira takes another bite of the Alfredo and then sips a bit on her drink. An-Yan eats the last three strips of chicken and then moves the plate to on side. He wipes the crumbs from his muzzle and then sips a bit on his drink. He keeps drinking until the glass is empty. He chuckles and looks at Shira, who is just half way finished with her drink and has 1/4 of her Alfredo left. She looks at An-Yan and then puts the glass down. An-Yan licks his lips and then smiles. Shira shakes her head and then starts to eat again.

The waiter comes over and then looks at An-Yan. He takes the plate and cup up and then gives An-Yan the check. He thanks them and then walks away. An-Yan looks at the check and then smiles a bit. Shira looks at him and then puts her fork down. She sips her drink still looking at An-yan. She begins to wonder if she made An-Yan spend too much money. She blushes a bit and then looks at him. She stops sipping her drink. An-Yan blinks.

"Is something wrong? You are just looking at me strangely." He asked her as he pulls his wallet out.

"Just hope I did not do too much damage to your wallet." She said pushing the plate and mug aside.

An-Yan pulls out $21 and puts it and then receipt under the plate. He stands up and then smiles at her. Shira stands up and grabs her helmet. "So it was ok then?" She asked.

"Yes it was good. Do not worry about it." He replied.

"Oh ok. To the river boat then." Shira said moving close to him. She holds her hand out for him.

With a smile, An-Yan takes her hand and holds it. He leads her out of the restaurant. He walks down the then street, still holding her hand. The street is still busy with those who are out and partying. The bars and clubs are playing loud music. At some bars, cheering can be heard for those watching late sports events. An-Yan chuckles and then turns down a street the takes them down hill to more bars. Shira blinks and shakes her head. She tells An-Yan that there are a lot of bars here. An-Yan agrees with her and said it is the main type of business here, specially the ones that have live bands. Shira nods and then sticks close to him. An-Yan turns again and starts to towards the river boat in the short distance.

A few, seemingly short, minutes later An-Yan stops walking and looks over the long boat. Shira's jaw drops seeing how big the boat is. She looks at An-Yan, who nods at her. An-Yan takes her over to the dock where the ticket stand is. He looks at the worker of the ticket stand. He ask for too tickets. The worker, a blue colored feline is chewing gum. Apparently female, the work hands An-Yan two tickets and tells him $30. An-Yan hands the clerk the money and then takes the tickets. He gives one to Shira. She kisses his cheek and accepts the ticket. An-Yan chuckles and kisses back softly. He leads her onto the boat slowly.

Shira looks around and then hugs An-Yan. Suddenly clapping can be heard as music starts to play again. It sounds likes old style big band music before with out a singer. Unlike a normal River boat, the Basenja looks more like a small Ocean liner because of it shape, except for the flat rear. An-Yan takes Shira to the port side of the boat to over look out over the water. The lights from the Abercrombie Theater across the river on Ferry Port Island give the water a strange rainbow reflection. Shira smiles and hugs An-Yan tighter.

"An-Yan this is great. Dinner, boat, music. What more can I ask for?" She asked.

An-Yan smiles and then curls his one of tails around hr waist softly. "That is up to you. I invited you here and it is up to you as to what you want to do."

"Oh, An-Yan you are being too kind."

"No but I am serious." He said giving her waist a small squeeze with his thick, furred tail.

Shira lets out a meep and then moves closer to him. She hugs him and then looks up at him. "An-Yan. There is one thing." She looks at him and then slowly starts to walk backwards taking An-Yan with her. An-Yan follows her and blinks. He stays quiet wondering what she has planned for him.

Shira moves in front of An-Yan and pushes him through a door into an empty store room. It is dark and a bit cooler than outside. The store room is pitch back. An-Yan blinks only able to feel Shira sliding down his pants. He murrs softly and the feel around and find her head, already low to him. He rubs her head softly as he feels her lick his sheath. The sheath swells a bit and then tip of the cock slowly slips out of the sheath. Shira then licks over tip of the member making him gasps a bit and start to blush in the cover of darkness. She giggles then presses An-Yan against the wall. She rubs over his chest, grinding against him softly, the rough cloth of her rider suit rubbing against his crotch. An-Yan groans as his erecting cock start to rub against her jumpsuit the friction being very uncomfortable. Suddenly it stops. The room stays quiet. An-Yan feels around him but Shira is not there. He calls for her but there is no answer. He waits and then calls again for her. Still no answer. Then before he says anything the light comes on and Shira is standing in front of him. She is nude. She grins at him and then presses herself up against him again, letting the half erected cock poke her a bit.

Shira grabs the cock and then slowly starts to stroke. She licks her lips and then kisses him on the chest, making the much larger vulpine gasp. Shira keeps slowly stroking the member that erects in her hand. She grins and then holds the member at the base and teases An-Yan rubbing the lips of cunny against the tip of his member. An-Yan gasps again moans feeling her warm cunny lips over the tip of his member. Shira grins and then looks at An-Yan.

"Get ready!" Shira said giving him a soft kiss. She turns out the light and slowly slips An-Yan cock into her warm, cunny. She gasps feeling the thickness of the vulpine cock spreading her as the tip slips in. "Mmm! A big boy I see." She moves her hand and takes keeps slipping down onto the member. An-Yan moans softly and then places his hands on the wall. He starts to grip the wall a bit feeling Shira's tight cunny slip down on his cock.

Shira grins and then takes all of the erection into her and grinds against him softly when their bodies touch. She gasps feeling the member erect even while inside of her. "Ooh... You are big!" She slips back a little and then slips back down and grinds again briefly before sliding back and repeating the process. Her moans are low to avoid attraction any unwanted attention. An-Yan, now fully erection humps a little against her when they meet. His body slowly starts to up, bringing out the fire type in him. In complete darkness, An-Yan can only stay pressed against the wall. He holds back a little only moaning softly feeling the tight, warm, moist passage of Shira's cunny sliding along the length of his warming member.

Shira moans a bit louder but only briefly, moving her hips to slide on An-Yan's cock slowly. She takes An-Yan's hand off the wall and then switches positions with him, so that she is pressed against the wall. Shira keeps grinding against him before pulling An-Yan closer to her. She keeps her moaning low still, as An-Yan starts to starts to thrust into her. She wraps her legs around him and pulls him in closer, sending his cock deeper into her. She gasps and then moans out softly. An-Yan starts to thrust faster into her, pressing her hard against the wall. He moves her hand up above her head and keeps thrusting into her fast. Shira gasps and then moans out.

As he thrust, An-Yan body keeps heating up until he feels like a heating pad set to be warm. His thrusting is fast and hard as he takes Shira closer and closer to climax. Shira pants and moans out as the heated sex drives her on, wanting more. She wiggles and frees her hands from him clings to him. She buries her muzzle into his neck and grips him tighter. Her cunny clenching down on his member, squeezing it as she moans out into An-Yan's neck to muffle her moans. An-Yan groans and then pressing her hard against the wall. He keeps thrusting hard into her gripping sex. His body tenses a little making him fan his tails out. One of his tails flicks the light switch on and the dim light comes on above them. He moans out a bit loudly as he starts to cum. His seed erupts in Shira's cunny coating her insides with his hot, thick cum. Shira stays clung to An-Yan as she too reaches Orgasm behind him.

An-Yan soon stops thrusting and then pants a bit. He leans back a little taking the pressure off of Shira. He relaxes his tails, holding Shira by her butt. Shira looks at him and then moves slowly, kissing his lips softly. "An-Yan, you are the best." She mumbles at him kissing him a little deeper.

An-Yan kisses back but only briefly. He rubs her back and then smiles. "Always and only for you."

Shira moves her legs and then stands up. She pulls An-Yan close and kisses him again, deeply. An-Yan kisses back, feeling Shira wrestle his tongue softly. His member still plunged her cunny, slowly softening.

Two minutes later, Shira breaks the long kiss. "An-Yan, let's get off this boat before we are caught." She said rubbing his chest softly.

"I agree." He said with a nod. He back up a little then pulls his pants up. He button the back strap on his pants the supports his tails then the normal front. She puts his shirt back on and then looks over to Shira who is dressing still. He picks her motorcycle helmet and holds while she dresses. Shira looks at the ebony fox and then chuckles a bit.

"Always so manly." She said now fully dressed. She opens the door and then walks out of the closet. An-Yan follows her.

The music that was playing since they got on the boat comes to an end and fireworks start to go off over the river. The display comes with a rainbow of colors. The explosions echo as the fire works go off five seconds behind each other. "Oohs" and "Ahhs" can be heard around the boat until the firework stop. Clapping and cheering can be heard as An-Yan and Shira leave the boat, heading back down to the dock. Even after the fireworks people are still roaming the streets under the bright neon lights, partying still. Shira shakes her head and looks at An-Yan. He tells that this happens ever last Friday of the month an all night party that has been a tradition since the city was founded. Shira just looks at An-Yan, who then admits to coming to all of the "Pridays" since he has live there.

As they walk down the street, a drunken squirrel guy staggers out in front of them. The white shirt and blue jeans offsetting his dark grey-blue fur are stained brown and coated with the smell of beer. He looks up at Shira and An-Yan, hiccupping. He asks for five dollars to buy two more drinks before passing on the ground. Shira shakes her head stating how much she hates drunks like him. An-Yan nods with an "hmmm" in agreement. They continue walking before stopping in front a club that is blaring, heavily bassed dance music. The windows and door let off a rattling noise the music continues to thump. Patrons of the club come out of the club with their ears plugged, a clear indication of how loud the music is. An-Yan and Shira continue and stop at the corner of River St and Mildree Lane. The corner where the famous Club 74 is.

An-Yan takes Shira inside Club 74. Inside the music is loud but as loud as the club down the street. This club is playing music from dance to hard rock. Shira grins big hearing the sound of hard, heavily overdriven guitar lines. She takes An-Yan over to seat in the corner of the club and straddles his lap. She starts to grind on him with a wide grin, sliding her hands up his shirt rubbing over his chest. An-Yan blushes being taken by surprise by the sudden actions of Shira. He gives in to her rubbing, he grinds back against her feeling his member press against his pants making them tent. Shira grins and then unzips his pants. She reaches in and pulls the member out and strokes it softly. An-Yan moans a bit and blushes still since they are in public, but around them other are doing things similar to them. He pulls Shira in closer and plants a deep kiss on her. His tongue slipping out and touching her tongue as he kisses. His body heat starts to rise. He moves his hands slow unzips the protective motorcycle rider's jumpsuit. He slips it down just to expose her rear. He reaches down and then rubs her butt cheeks softly, kneading into them.

A waiter, a female Pikachu with large boobs walks over to them. She is dressing in a tight mini pink skirt that barely hides her butt and a see-through white cut-off sleeveless shirt that only cover her breast. The lack of a bra is clearly seeing since the pink of nipples can be seen. She stops a little short since An-Yan and Shira making out in the chair. "I will be back later." She walk off butt is swat in the rear from a tall horse guy. She turns around and then gives this tan stallion a Thunderbolt that level the muscular guy instantly. "For the eighth time, I said no." She struts off and grabs an Eevee guy and begins to rape him in the booth he is sitting in.

Shira grinds and rides An-Yan's cock a bit fast moaning out loudly. She puts her hands around the back of An-Yan's neck and holds him close to her as she rides his hot cock. The heated An-Yan moans but as loud as her, his cunny gripping his cock tightly as he guides her. His hands still on her rear. He slides a finger over to her tail hole and slips into her rear softly. Her own movements making the finger slide to and from her tail hole. She gasps feeling the one finger in her tight orifice then a second one. She moans out louder, telling An-Yan that it is so hot and she is getting closer to her orgasm, feeling his hot pre cum squirt into her cunny. An-Yan humps up into her driving himself into her. Shira gasps feeling him slip deeper into her. His body pulse with heat, getting ready to release his seed and it hot, thick glory.

With a loud moan, Shira slams her self down on the cock. Once. Twice. Three and into a fourth time, her moaning loud. Her eyes grow wide as she reaches her climax. She gasps and then clings to An-Yan, coating the hot cock with her warm juices. An-Yan, not long behind her moans out and then bites into Shira's' neck. He sinks his teeth in just enough to make her arch her body and squeeze his cock tighter as he orgasms. His hot seed gushing into her as he holds her down against him. The hot cum floods her cunny and her womb to follow. Shira holds herself close to An-Yan as he cums into her.

"Dang, An-Yan. You are just a hot box." She pants out to him leaning back to look into his eyes.

An-Yan nods. "Always have been and always will be." He looks back into her eyes.

Shira kisses his lips softly and then looks down at her jumpsuit. "Well I am definitely going to have to clean this when I get home. Made a mess into there with our love juices."

An-Yan chuckles a bit and then nods. "But it was good."

"Almost too good." She adds.

A few minutes later, Shira slides off An-Yan and then puts her jumpsuit back on. She grins at An-Yan as he zips his pants back up and stands back up. They walk out of the club back into the busy street. They start to walk back down River Street, standing close together. The drunk from earlier is still passed out on the ground. They keep walking down the street looking at the bars and such as those who are too drunk to function properly are escorted out of the bars back on to the street. They stop at in front of An-Yan's car.

"Where to now An-Yan?" Shira asked taking her helmet from An-Yan.

"We can go to my place ad sleep for the rest of the morning." He said leaning on the front of his car.

"That sound like a plan to me." She said putting her helmet on.

"Follow me." An-Yan said moving to the driver door. He unlocks the door and then gets in. He starts to the car up as he purrs to life.

She nods and then gets on her motorcycle and then starts it up. An-Yan grins looking back at her and then puts his car in drive and takes off in front of her. He pulls a little bit of rubber and leaves Shira who just shakes her head and gives chase. She catches An-Yan at the next red light and pulls up next to him. "So you think you car is bad now?"

"I know it is." He revs the engines a little challenging Shira a bit.

Shira revs too and then looks up at the light. An-Yan grins and then waits. The light then turns green and then An-Yan steps on the gas and then pulls off. Shira says next him before putting her motorcycle to full and does a bit of a wheelie and pulls out in front of An-Yan's Chaser. An-Yan pushes the gas down and pushes the engine to the red line staying as close he can to her. Shira grins and keeps going hearing An-Yan revving behind her. They pass by a sleeping police officer and head out to then open highway to the north, leaving River Street behind, running with the night.

The End

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Special Thanks to Dark Ether. Shira LightFoot is � to Dark Ether. An-Yan RoseWood is � Ayn BlackFox

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