Poll Winner: Romantic Fluff (Helpful Fox Senko-san) (Patreon)

The Helpful Fox Senko-san: Senko wanted nothing more than to make her 'husband,'  Kuroto Nakano, happy. She wanted to be the best wife she could be, and after discovering a little secret of his on his 'electronic journal' (laptop), she finds a duty she has left untouched... Includes: Fluff (in more ways than one), Loving Sex, and an 800 year old Fox Girl.

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Senko laid on the bed, trying not to let her pounding heart get any faster. If it did, she was sure it would start shaking the whole apartment to the ground. Then where would her and her Master sleep? 

Well, she supposed if they were desperate, she could take him back to her place, but… oh, just the thought made her cheeks feel hot! It was scandalous! Then again, considering what she was currently wearing…

Senko let out a sigh and patted her cheeks, trying to ignore how warm they felt. “Come on, Senko, you can do this!” she huffed. The fox deity sat up and looked at the digital device on the bed with her, scrolling through the pictures once more.

She hadn’t meant to snoop, of course. She was just cleaning when she noticed that one of Kuroto’s electronic contraptions was still on. What did he call it…? Oh, a laptop! Though, Senko couldn’t understand why it was called that. Kuroto rarely ever put it on his lap, but that was beside the point.

Senko was going to turn the electronic journal off just like he had showed her, only to freeze when she noticed just what was on the screen. 

Women, beautiful, attractive, gorgeous looking woman. Women who barely wore any clothes as they smiled at the screen, at her Master. Women that had their hands all over their bodies, even thrusting their own fingers into their privates...

The fox nearly died of shock when she saw them. It took her only a moment to realize just why her husband had them, though. A-after all, he was a young man in the prime of his life. Such impulses were normal, healthy, even. 

But still… The question of why her husband was looking at such images ran through her mind. 

She wasn’t mad. It was fine if he wanted to look at images of scantily clad women on the world wide web, but… Senko couldn’t help but wonder if she had made some sort of mistake? 

She was his wife. Shouldn’t she try to help him deal with such urges? Was it not her duty as his wife? A duty that she had been failing at...

Senko studied those images deeper than she probably should have, trying to understand what it was that Kuroto loved about them. As she looked them over, her mind began to plan. 

She wanted to be a good wife, How could she be when she had left a part of the job untouched? 

That led Senko to the here and now. She waited for her husband to return, and when she heard his familiar footsteps outside their door, she stood up on shaking legs. She took a deep breath, steeling herself as the door was pushed open.

“I’m home, Senko!”

“W-welcome home, Master!” 

Kuroto walked into their home, but before he could even close the door, he saw her. His jaw nearly hit the ground as she smiled at him, her cheeks, ears, and neck a bright scarlet. 

“W-would you dinner, a bath, o-or me?” she asked, pushing her butt out towards one direction and her chest in the other. She posed like she saw those girls on the screen did, and all she wore was an apron that didn’t even reach halfway to her knees.

She swallowed spit down as she walked forward, trying to throw her hips side to side like those videos showed her. She practiced for almost an hour, she could do this…

“I’ve missed you, Master,” She cooed. “Have you missed me?” Senko posed again, putting her hands behind her back and trying to jut out her chest. She almost fell forward, but she saved it with a quick adjustment to her footing. 

“S-S-Senko, w-w-w-”

Her hands landed on his cheeks, gently rubbing his face. “Shh. Don’t say anything. Just let it happen.” She imitated the dialogue she heard from training videos she watched. Of course, those women tended to be taller and more buxom, but she could still try!

She stood on the tips of her toes and puckered her lips. She leaned forward to kiss his lips, only for her lips to press against the firm surface of his palm.

“Huh?” Senko blinked as Kuroto held her in his arms, his face just as red as hers.

“S-Senko, what are you doing?!” 

“Uh… S-seducing you?” she squeaked, her face becoming redder by the second. She looked away as she stepped back, suddenly feeling like she had done something wrong. Her hands squeezed the hem of her apron as she avoided his stare.

“W-w-wha… N-no, we can’t! We, I-” Kuroto groaned, rubbing his forehead as he tried to form proper words. “You don’t have to do this. W-we’re not actually husband and wife!” 

Senko flinched from the statement, and he seemed to realize what he had said a moment later. “Oh, S-Senko, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“I-I know we may not be legally married, but…” She glanced at the laptop behind her, before looking at the man again. Her man. “Master, I can’t help but feel like I’ve failed you.”

“What are you talking about, Senko?”

“I saw the images.” Senko pointed at the laptop as she stared at the floor. She couldn’t see his reaction, but she could hear Kuroto let out a tiny, surprised grunt. “A-and I started thinking about how much of a failure of a wife I’ve been. How could I not please you? How could I call myself your wife and leave such a gaping hole in your life? You must be so upset…”

“Senko, no! Y-you’re great! I love having you in my life.”

“When was the last time you touched yourself?” Senko blurted out, and both parties blushed at the question. The blond fox girl wrapped her tail around her body, hugging it as her ears drooped. “I-I’m always around at home, s-so I’m sure you haven’t had time to...relieve yourself.”

“Senko…” Kuroto stepped forward, and Senko gasped as he placed a hand on the back of her head and pulled her into a warm embrace. She felt like fainting as her soft, fox ears pressed against his chest, hearing his quickening heart. Her tail was gently sandwiched between them as he spoke.

“Honestly? I haven’t really thought of it.”

“But those pictures-!”

“The first time I looked them since you got here.” She looked up at him, and though he tried to look away, he stared into her bright, beautiful eyes. Senko knew, at that moment, that every word he was saying was true. She felt in her heart, as it beat it time with his.

“And honestly? T-those pictures didn’t really do anything for me. They used to, but they just didn’t interest me.”

“What? Why? D-do you not like the naked apron look anymore?” Senko asked, pressing herself against him as her tail slipped out. Kuroto froze, sucking in air between his teeth as he felt the soft shape of her breasts press against him, rubbing up and down his body.

“N-no, I still like it…”

“Did I get the wrong size or something? Should it be shorter? Longer? I’m so sorry, I-” His hands fell on her shoulders and he gently pushed her back, surprising the fox girl. 

“I-it’s because I could only think of you!” 

“What?” Senko’s eyes widened as Kuroto explained. 

“I-I kept trying to be aroused by other women, b-but all I could think about was you. How pretty you are, how soft you are, h-how beautiful you are. None of the other girls can even compare with how attractive you are!”

“Wait, really?!” Her golden eyes widened as her jaw nearly hit the ground this time. She stared at Kuroto as he nodded, though she also noticed he was beginning to stand funny. He leaned forward, and his legs kept kicking at the ground as his face burned red. 

“Y-yeah.”

“Then why are you against us um… Y-y’know,” she mumbled, wrapping her hands behind her back.

“B-because I don’t want you to feel like you have to just because you’re my wife.” He fidgeted in place, staring into her eyes. “I’m not going to say I haven’t wanted to do that, but I want it to be our choice. Something we both want because we love each other, not because we’re supposed to do it.”

“Oh.” Senko felt her heart pound as her legs nearly gave out. She felt her blush nearly consume her as her heart pounded like a drum. She was shaking as her legs pressed together. 

Her eyes glanced down, and she realized just what it was he was trying to hide. She caught the sight of the tent forming from his pants. A man’s erection. Was it because of her? Because of her clothes and her body? 

She hoped so…

Kuroto was such a good man. A kind, loving man. One who needed her, and… and she needed him, she realized. But better than need, she wanted him.

“Do you want me right now?” Senko looked into his eyes. “To consummate our love with me, right now?”

“W-what the hell kind of question is that?!” he shouted, taking a step back as she stepped forward. “I-I… No?” He couldn’t look her in the eyes, and a smile slowly formed on Senko’s face. 

“You’re lying,” she grinned. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me.” One hand on his neck, the other on his cheek, gently turning his head to face hers as she stood on her tip toes again. 

“Senko, I told you, you shouldn’t feel forced to-”

“I’m not. I want this,” she uttered, her sweet breath brushing against his lips. “I love you, Master. With all of my heart, I love you, and if you want me to stop, I will.” 

Her hands stroked his body, and every touch eroded his will to resist. But it was her words that truly broke Kuroto. He loved the young woman. He adored her with all of his heart, like she did with her own. The final chain holding Kuroto back was breaking. Nothing stopped him now.

“But if you want this as much as I do then-mmph?”

She never finished her question. He kissed her lips, capturing them with his own. It was a chaste kiss, just pressing their lips together, but it made Senko melt against him. It was like a kiss from a fairy tale, the kind that woke up a princess, the kind to dispel evil. The kind Senko dreamed of having with him.

After that, everything just fell naturally in place, like the two simply knew what the other wanted. She grabbed his tie, pulling on it, deepening the kiss for a moment, before she pulled away with a gasp. Senko walked towards the bed, holding Kuroto’s tie like a leash as her hips swayed again, but more subtly and naturally this time.

“S-Senko, a-are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything else in my entire life.” The two smiled at one another as they fell onto the bed. 

Kuroto was scared of crushing the smaller woman, but her giggle showed him she was fine. Her body pressed against his, hiding her scantily clad form as she pulled at his clothes, slowly disrobing him. 

Off came his tie. Off came his shirt. He blushed as her naked hands rubbed his equally naked chest.

“S-sorry I’m not more muscular,” he muttered, but she just laughed it off. 

“I want you just the way you are. Besides, I don’t really like the hard, muscular type,” Senko replied, gently poking his belly. “Someone’s been liking my cooking.” Kuroto laughed at the teasing remark, before he poked her ear fluff, making her gasp. “Ah!” 

He grinned at her pouting face, before he lifted himself up and looked her over. Her apron was already crumpled and barely clinging to her. His face exploded in scarlet shame as he noticed one of her breasts were exposed. The beautiful, hard nipple stood on the tip of her tit, wiggling slightly. 

Kuroto tore his eyes away from her chest and looked into her eyes. Her smiling face, shimmering golden eyes, and cute ears were even more amazing than her naked bosom.

“Y-you’re gorgeous,” he commented, the words falling out of his mouth.

“R-really?” she squeaked, before embracing her tail yet again. “I-I’m all yours.”

Those words made Kuroto’s heart almost pop. Without another word, he pulled at his pants, taking them off and tossing them away. All he wore was his boxers now, and with a quick move of his fingers, his pulsing erection was free to pop out.

Senko gasped, clapping her hands over her mouth. “It’s huge,” she whispered, and he almost laughed. He was far from huge, but the compliment was nice. “T-that’s supposed to go in me…?”

“Yeah... D-do you want to stop?”

Senko looked at the throbbing cock. It stood over her, casting an almost sword-like shadow, stopping at her belly. She gulped, finding her mouth filled with saliva as she took in a deep whiff of the dick. Her fox-like sense of smell carried the amazing aroma into her body, letting her practically taste it as hearts danced in her eyes.

“N-no. I want it inside me.” Her arms wrapped around his neck, bringing their faces close as she smiled at him. “I want to be your wife. Your… woman,” she whispered. 

“I love you.” The words slipped out, but they made Senko’s heart soar as she kissed his lips. Tears fell down her cheek as she nuzzled their faces together.

“I love you too!” She wiped her tears on his face as the two kissed once more. 

He wrapped his arms around her, lifting up and keeping her pressed tightly against his chest. With a surge of strength Kuroto didn’t think he had, he lifted Senko up, with his hands on her hips, and brought her down.

He was slow, letting the tip of his penis rub against her slit, before slowly pushing into her. She shuddered, shaking, and he almost pulled back out, but her voice stopped him.

“K-keep going. P-please.” 

Kuroto nodded his head, before continuing, slowly pushing more of his shaft into her. Her walls were slowly pushed apart, gently giving up space for the member, yet making sure to squeeze and cling to it at the same time.

“I-I’ve been alive for over eight hundred years,” she chuckled. “I-I lost my virginity a long time ago just from exercising,” she tried to laugh, but all she could do was gasp and moan as her womanhood massaged the top half of his dick. “S-so just give me a moment, and I’ll have… have…” She rested her head on Kuroto’s shoulder, moaning into his ear.

It was an amazing sound, and the young man smiled as he stroked her back. His movement was slow, just because of how amazing his lover’s body felt. Her pussy squeezed tightly, warm and wet and perfect against his cock as he finally began to moan. 

Senko smiled at the sound, before she placed her hands on his cheeks and kissed him again, just in time for her to fall down his cock, letting the entire thing fill her. The two moaned against each other’s lips, before opening their mouths and letting their tongues meet. 

The kiss was clumsy, but what the two lacked in skill, they more than made up for with passion and genuine, pure love. They held each other as their bodies squeezed tightly together, like they were trying to become one. Senko bounced on her husband’s dick, with his help, of course, and the two opened their eyes to see the other. 

There were tears in Senko’s eyes, but not of pain. Of joy, and she clung to her husband, breaking their kiss so she could rest her head on his shoulder again.

“I love you! I love you! I love you so much!” The apron, already barely holding on, came off, and her naked body was now free for Kuroto to see. He was in awe of her beauty, and he did his best to pleasure his love, pushing in and out of her. 

This was not simple fucking, like he had seen in pornos. This was better. Hotter. Purer. This was making love to his wife, his Senko.

The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies coming together, of his penis spreading her pussy apart, of her pussy tightly holding his dick. Not even Kuroto could stop tears from pooling in the corners of his eyes. 

The pleasure, and more importantly, the love they shared was beyond anything they had ever experienced, and yet both of them knew that this was only the beginning of their love. They had many chapters left to write. 

“S-Senko, I’m going t-to…”

“Inside!” She dug her fingers into his back. “Please, I-I want your child!” she mewled. 

The pure joy of bearing his child was what sent Senko over the edge. She came on his cock, and Kuroto could only moan out her name as he filled her pussy with his seed. They held onto each other, their love for one another consuming each other. It took them a while to finally let go of each other, and even then, they decided to have a bit more fun before the night was over.

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“What do you imagine our wedding to be like? On the beach? Or in the forest? Ooh, perhaps by the beach, by the sea, with a lovely buffet of seafood to celebrate? Then again, in the mountains would be pretty interesting too?”

Kuroto just smiled as his wife prattled on and on. He was happy to let her fantasize of the perfect wedding. He’d do his best to make it all come true, though it might take a few late nights at the office…

“Would mountains be too cold? I do want to wear a pretty dress and not some ugly jacket, so maybe… But the beach might be too hot! Maybe in that ca-ahh!” Senko jumped where she laid. 

Kuroto blinked, before chuckling. He hadn’t even been thinking about it. He had just been laying on his bed with his girlfriend, enjoying some post-coital snuggles, when his hand moved on its own to stroke her tail.

Now she was glaring at him, hugging her tail against her naked chest. “A-ask for permission first! You need to give me some warning!” 

“Heh. Sorry. May I please fluff your fluffy fluff?” he asked, and she blushed as he chuckled. 

“Okay… H-here.” She turned around, turning her back to him as his hands gently rubbed and stroked the soft, fluffy tail. Without missing a beat, Senko returned to planning their wedding. “Indoor wedding or outdoors? I’ve always liked the idea of an outdoors wedding, but how practical is it? Ooh, what if we get some birds to fly at the moment we say ‘I do!’ Wouldn’t that be exciting?” 

Senko giggled, continuing on as Kuroto grinned. His fingers brushed her fluffy tail as he imagined the life they would have together.