Free A Fox's Family by Brandon Varnell Page A

Lilian.
    Unfortunately,
Lilian wasn’t alone.
    “I
told you to stop following me.”
    “Now
don’t be like that my más
eróticamente maravillosa harina .
There is no need for such harsh words. Not when it is just the two of
us.”
    Kevin
stared at Juan as he annoyed and harassed Lilian. The two were
standing in a hallway off to the side, and he correctly concluded
that Juan had intercepted the redhead on her way to the lockers. The
boy stood before Lilian, keeping her from passing by moving to block
her way every time she tried walking around him.
    His
right eye began to twitch.
    “Lilian.”
    Juan
turned in his direction, and Lilian used that moment to slip past the
big-haired boy.
    “Kevin!”
    Despite
having been prepared for it, Kevin was still in no way ready for
Lilian’s pounce, which was so powerful that he had actually
christened it with a name. He called it Lilian’s
Secret Technique: Pnevma Pounce .
    Lilian
jumped on him with all the strength of an oni on steroids. Only
Kevin’s increased strength, gained through hours of grueling
training with Kiara, kept him from crumbling like a house of cards.
    A
pair of legs locked around his waist, forcing Kevin to place his
hands on Lilian’s shapely bottom so she wouldn’t fall. He
barely had time to grunt before his mate began a coordinated assault
on his mouth.
    Kevin
tried to keep up with the girl’s raw, undiluted passion, but he
still lacked the ability to put up much of a fight. All Kevin could
do was ride out Lilian’s latest lip-lock and hope his legs,
which already felt like they were turning into jelly, didn’t
fail him.
    “Whew!
Look at those two kiss!”
    “I
see some tongue action there!”
    “Holy
shit, that’s hot!”
    “Since
when did Kevin learn to kiss like that?”
    “I
think his girl is the one doing most of the kissing.”
    Upon
hearing the voices, whistles and catcalls, Kevin let out a loud
squeak, only slightly muffled by Lilian’s mouth. He tried to
unsuccessfully jerk his mouth away from the two-tails, but she kept
him in place by grasping his head in her hands, which consequently
caused him to lose his balance as he tripped over his own two feet.
    As
Kevin crashed to the floor, shame filling him as the other track team
members laughed and jeered and catcalled, one thought rose to his
mind.
    I’m
never going to live this down, am I?
    Somehow,
Kevin felt like he could live with that.
    ***
    Arriving
home later that day, Lilian and an embarrassed Kevin found themselves
being greeted by a kimono-clad vision of loveliness.
    “Welcome
home, Lilian-sama, Kevin-sama.”
    Kotohime
offered them a bow. Well, she offered Lilian a bow. Kevin was pretty
sure the woman would only bow to him after he proved himself to her,
and the gods only knew when that would happen.
    After
rising from her deferential bow, Kotohime offered him a conciliating
smile. “I believe congratulations are in order. Am I correct in
assuming you won first place in your races?”
    “Of
course he did!”
Lilian
exploded with enthusiasm--a lot of enthusiasm. “He was
incredible! The moment the gun went off, he was speeding down the
track! I almost thought he was using Shunpo, he moved so fast.”
    Kotohime
stared at her charge with a single, delicately raised eyebrow.
“Indeed? That is most intriguing, but might I suggest you keep
real life anime references to a minimum? Author-san has recently been
getting complaints that he breaks the fourth wall too much, and so
he’s been trying to keep any cracks from appearing within the
fabrics of this fragile reality.”
    “I
don’t see why he would bother with something like that.”
Lilian
waved her hand dismissively. “Everyone knows he doesn’t
have the talent to write anything good.”
    D-Do
you have to put it so bluntly?
    “And
you have no room to say anything. You’re just as bad as I am.”
    I
think you’re both terrible.
    “Shut
up.”
    “Indeed,
if you wish to continue living, I suggest you not talk any