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[Natsumi, Thom, and Antony morning after]

The journey to Ant's duplex had been done in relative silence, mostly because of the strange feeling that he was a lamb being led to the slaughter. Oz quite often chewed his lip, eyes drifting over Antony's form many times, each time getting more and more used to it, even turned on by it. White always meant purity to Oz, but Antony had already managed to dispel that belief.

Upon arrival, he felt almost giddy. Antony was a far cry from Sayuri, maybe he expected her to be somewhat more spicy. Inside, it was a little messy, but that didn't bother him. His interest was peaked by the various sketchbooks and carved animals, to the extent where he was quite enraptured for a few moments.

"Hehe, you should see my room. Nothing really fits anymore, all my torn clothing is scattered everywhere," he said, picking up a sketchbook and flipping through it. "Did you do all these?"

Oz inched a little closer, leaning and squinting to see the tattoos still inscribed on Antony's pale skin beneath the fur. Impressive. She certianly had a talent, although he wondered how a mechanic and a tattoo artist led to the carved animal figures.

"Aww, its shame you don't have any tattoo equipment - I've always wanted one, but I was often too drunk or too skint to get one," he said with a smile, seeming at much greater ease now.

Attention back on the sketchbook, his eyes lifted to Antony slowly, dragging themselves away from the drawings to...WOW! He dropped the sketchbook when he saw this squirrel temptress clinging to what appeared to be...

...a stripper's pole.

Oz felt drawn in by Antony's finger, his jaw slightly slack in wonderment of what could possibly be the best damn dream fantasy that had ever come true. Save for the fact Antony was a squirrel, it was perfect!

Unable to summon words at the moment, he simply nodded his head, a moronic grin plastered on his face.

The moronic grin was soon accompanied by a heavy blush, despite his grey skin. There was SO much he wanted right now...right? But was it right to feel so turned on by Antony? She was a giant squirrel afterall. But she was a powerful giant squirrel and oh so tempting...

And despite his eagerness, it was becoming increasingly difficult to form into words what his body was aching to do. And whereas he could be so bold with his mermaid, he couldn't summon the courage to reach out and grab Antony. She didn't seem submissive in the slightest!

He physically seemed to falter, eyeing Antony with hungry eyes but not doing much else. It was another case of when put into the situation he actually wanted, he didn't know what to do.

He stepped closer, pressing himself to her, gently perching his large hands about her hips, lightly fingering the top of her shorts. This close feeling...

...then it happened, his body speaking louder than words.

"Thats...what I'd like to do..." he whispered, almost ashamed to say it, as he nuzzled into the side of head.

Oh the tease! The kiss was a surprise but was so good, why did she have to end it so soon? He could still taste her on his lips, his eyes fixed on her as she pulled away and continued to torment him and his rather excited crotch. Chest heaving, heart thumping, her request took a long time to process as he just revelled in the feeling of his hand cupping her rear.

"W-what...?" he responded finally, grin dropping. "You want me...to...pole dance?" he looked worried. Aside from making a fool of himself, which wasn't usually a problem, he was afraid of breaking the damn pole!

Nothing too extravagent...good, 'casue I'M nothing too extravagent either...

The offer of a 'reward' was more than enough for Oz. And he was no stranger to humiliating himself all in the name of laughs and good spirits. He tried to keep his hand on her rump for as long as possible as she slipped to a spectator position. He looked at the pole in front of him, thinking about his 'routine' and whether it was really worth it. A glance toward a rather sultry Antony confirmed it.

Oh sod it, just go for it!

Of the opinion that pole-dancers looked better topless, he whipped off his vest to reveal a broad chest and shoulders, a mildly hairy chest....and his left n****e pierced. Wishing he had a drink right now, he wrapped an arm about the pole, resting his left hip against it in a James Dean lean. With only girl strip shows for influence, this wasn't going to be pretty.

He started with a swing around the pole, as if showing off every part for display. To give him credit, he was trying to add a bounce in his step, but a lack of music made rythm impossible.

Then he straddled the pole between his legs, looking right at Antony in a mixture of 'Why me?' and lusty advances. He slid himself down the pole slowly, nuzzling its cold surface like he might caress a lover. When he reach the bottom, he stayed squatting, leaning back to rest his weight on his palms. A few pelvic thrusts for good measure, pressing his inflammed crotch to the coldness of the pole. He flinched a little, hauling himself back and then sliding up the pole.

He moved around to face Antony, sliding back down with his back to the pole. He began to wish he had a tail now, for support. Still blushing but with a giddy smile on his face, he knew he looked like a twerp but it was almost fun! At the bottom, her splayed his legs to show the obvious tightness in his shorts for Antony to feast her eyes on.

With a bit of vigour now and a cheeky smile, he moved back to his straddling move but stopped halfway down the pole and started to lean back...uh oh!

CRASH!

Oz lost his grip and fell flat on his back. Yeah that was impressive!

After a while, Ant's laughter didn't bother him simply because it meant she was at least having a good time, either at his expense or joining with him. The fall wasn't the best way to bow out of an improvised pole dance, but maybe it could work in his favour...

As Antony came to his side he smiled up at her with a devlish grin not seen until now.

"One sec..."

He then tripped Antony so she would land on him and he could catch her.

"There, now I'm okay," he said wrapping his strong arms about her in a hug. At this moment, he probably wouldn't have minded missing his reward, but other parts of him demanding satisfaction.