There never was a night that Qwazzy didn't find mesmerizing. The degree of it varied sometimes, to be sure - for example, the beauty of Mother Luna and her host of twinkling stars definitely added to the appeal - but the simple atmosphere of a dark, slumbering forest stirred an excitement in him no matter when he encountered it. Not even the primal desire to hunt and prowl, either - the layers of blackness cloaking about him felt like shelter, a safety his glowing ruby eyes could see through, giving him an unmatched advantage against those who were not a true denizen of the night. It was hard to feel afraid when you were surrounded by a 'home team advantage,' suffice to say.

Then again, it was also hard to feel afraid when in good company, and he wasn't alone tonight. Strolling just behind him were his two mates, Emma and Retra. The latter was more of a friend with benefits, really, but he couldn't disagree when Emma wanted to consider him a fellow mate... especially since he and Retra had been good friends for years. The poor shy Flareon often found himself at odds when it came to more intimate matters, but Emma never found it difficult to convince 
him to take part.

They didn't plan on doing anything more than stargazing this particular night, but somehow Qwazzy suspected it wouldn't last like that. Given how he and Emma were likely to fall into lewd romps at the drop of a hat, plus their relative isolation from any visitors or prying eyes, he would be very surprised if they didn't end up getting 'closer' before the trip was concluded.

Not that he was complaining.

The Umbreon's musings were interrupted by a prod from Emma. "Wait, sweetie, this looks like a good spot."

His eyes focused on where she was indicating via a pointed paw. It seemed she had a good eye - the spot was slightly clearer from trees than most others around them, with a small cliff-like edge to one side, and it was quite well lit from the plentiful fireflies floating about. The latter benefit was less important, both because the insects were all over and because they were going to use fire to stave off the chill - but it added a very pristine effect to it.

"Works for me," Qwazzy answered, with a smile her way. His attention turned to Retra afterwards. "Go on and stop here with Emma, I'll gather some branches."

The fire-type nodded in agreement, sitting down in the miniature clearing as Emma nuzzled up to him for warmth. Qwazzy stepped away from the spot, eyes adjusted well to the dark and letting him spot all the twigs and branches that were perfectly sized for him to carry in one paw - awkwardly, but efficiently nonetheless. It didn't take him long to return to the pair with enough in paw to keep a small fire burning for a short time - since that was all they intended to stay for.

Arranging the branches into a serviceable pile, he stepped back as Retra moved in, using his natural affinity with flame to simply breathe an intense wash of fire from his maw, and instantly the pile of kindling was aflame.

"Much better," the Eevee murmured in approval, wiggling closer to the fire. Her fur seemed to shine in the light, as did her eyes. Qwazzy couldn't help gazing into them with a small smile as he and Retra settled in around the flames. Those eyes were ones he could get lost in sometimes, and it wouldn't be the first time either - nor would it be the first time his gaze was locked onto other appealing and pleasing aspects of the Eevee's well-groomed form.

Apparently this silent admiration was noticeable, for Emma turned his way, clearly amused. "Hey, Umbie. We're here to stargaze, remember?" That brought a chuckle from him. "Ack, fair enough, sweetie." Almost as one, the trio's gaze turned upward, letting the fire's warmth wash over them as they studied the stars. Despite the flames' warm light beside them, the stars seemed clearer than ever to the Umbreon's 
eyes. Perhaps this was partly due to his affinity with the night, he mused, but with a glance to the other two, he could tell they were having no problems appreciating the sky's beauty for themselves. For what felt like a long moment the trio simply stared up at the sky, the only sounds being the crackles and pops of the miniature fire in the middle. The Umbreon's own attention briefly went to constellations, trying to note and map out the ones he knew and see if he could recognize any particular patterns that could indicate one he didn't. Only a few were noticeable to him, but he didn't mind - as it was, the constellations were only of a visual interest than anything else.

The exact amount of time that passed was lost to the Umbreon, but he was brought out of the idle reverie by Emma, who stood up on all fours with a yawn. "A pretty view as always, but I think that's enough stargazing for one evening." Her eyes glanced around, spotting some more nearby branches, which she scooped up to feed to the dwindling fire.

Retra watched her do so, looking confused. "If we're done, why are you adding more to the fire?"

Her eyes bore a glance over to Qwazzy with a knowing look. That was all it took for Retra to get the hint, and blush faintly as a result. "Ah... I guess I shouldn't be so surprised by you two anymore."

"You'd think that a smart Flareon like you would have caught on by now," Qwazzy mock-chided, nudging his friend's shoulder with a paw.

"Doesn't matter," Emma broke in, giving each eon a friendly nuzzle to their cheek. "I like you both either way, silly or not."

"And that's why you love getting in between our legs so much," the dark type returned. Retra's blush visibly deepened.

"Silly Umbreon, indeed. Maybe I'll make you sit out this time."

"You and I both know you'd never be able to withstand keeping me uninvolved."

"... you've got a point," Emma admitted with a giggle. "So..."

They both glanced at Retra, who seemed to blush even deeper somehow. "Uh... yeah..." The fire-type's gaze focused on Qwazzy. "Um, which... which end do you want, then?"

It was difficult not to laugh aloud at that phrasing, but somehow he managed. "You know which end I prefer." The dark-furred eon's expression softened somewhat. "But I don't mind letting you take it for a change."

"Oh, that's okay." Retra leaned down, stealing a fond lick to the Eevee's muzzle. "She's got an amazing tongue."

"Only the best for you two." Stealing a lick right back from the Flareon, and granting another to the other male, Emma stepped a few paces away and got into position - lowering her front end to the ground whilst keeping her rear hiked up. "Now, let's not waste any more time. Can't take too long or the fire will die out.~"

It was not easy to disobey such a willing female, especially when neither male desired to do so. Each went to their respective end - Qwazzy stepping up behind her and gently undoing her precious tail-ribbon, as Retra took a seat in front of Emma with his hind legs spread comfortably apart. Emma wasted no time coaxing him closer with her paws and leaning in for a nuzzle against the Flareon's fuzzy sheath, whereas Qwazzy temporarily detoured under her tail after setting aside the ribbon for 
a few indulging licks.

For a quiet moment the trio allowed their desires to build up within them - Qwazzy's by gently lapping at the Eevee's sweet-scented sex, Retra's by letting her nuzzle and lick between his legs, and Emma's by both treatments combined. Only wet sounds and pleased sighs permeated the air around them, loud compared to the very subtle sounds the sleeping forest made.

All was then ready. Retra's soft-pink cock stood at attention, Qwazzy's bright-red own throbbing with need, and Emma's treasure moist with desire. Her nose took one last musk-laden sniff from the Flareon's heated sac as the Umbreon gently mounted her from behind, his readied shaft prodding up against her rear with primal impatience.

"All at once now," Emma murmured with a quiet giggle, teasing the Flareon and Umbreon both by opening her muzzle just inches from Retra's stiff spire, exhaling warm breath onto its quivering flesh.

For a long moment she held them there - testing if they'd break. But they didn't - they never did. Despite how eager Qwazzy seemed to want to take the plunge, and despite how Retra seemed tempted to push her head down onto himself, the two held position - silently waiting on their mutually-shared femme to make the first move. Even if she were tempted to test them longer, she couldn't hold against her own burning desires for long either...

... and so it began with her head lowering down.

At the same moment that her muzzle slipped itself around the fire-type's heated shaft, the dark-type jerked forward, his primed malehood spearing deep into her rump. Already well lubed by her own desire's inner fluids, the plunge made a wet squelch that lathered the red flesh with those same fluids, fueling the next few eager thrusts that came almost at once. Meanwhile, the Eevee's muzzle took great care of its new visitor, her lips wrapping tightly around its girth as her tongue went to work, slurping and sliding across every dry inch of meat to coat it in warm, wet saliva.

The air filled quickly with the sounds of wet squelches and lewd noises, overlaid with the pleased sighs of the two males. Emma's own were muffled by the eagerly throbbing Flareon cock in her muzzle, which had a stronger heat to it due to the fire-type's element; no doubt it would bear an effect on the end result as well. Whilst Qwazzy's own male equipment bore no special elements to it, he made 
sure to put the pulsing shaft to its best use, humping away with primal lust as his paws hooked around her legs, holding that rump close for the best possible penetrating thrusts.

The Umbreon never tired of this sensation, this ecstasy. No feeling on earth matched sinking himself deep into a needy and tight female, and Emma had all the best qualities of one - playful and seductive personality, an adorably cute appearance, a love for intimate and cuddly affection, and a tight warm slit undertail. Just the thought of burying his cock into that wondrous treasure was enough to get him hard on any occasion, and watching her service Retra at the same time was an added bonus.

Retra felt the same way. The Flareon didn't get to go plunging under her tail as often as the Umbreon did - even with Emma occasionally sneaking him away for some one-on-one - but his comment from before was true for him. Emma had a mastery of her tongue, and seemed to always know what patterns to swirl her tongue with and which sensitive spots on his throbbing shaft to touch in order to spike his enjoyment to its limit. It was often difficult for him to resist inner urges and not hump her muzzle eagerly as if he were on the other end, but it was well worth it to hold back and 
watch the sweet little Eevee working away at his girth with obvious affection. Watching Qwazzy going at her other end only added to the enjoyment overall, even if his gaze was mostly centered on the girl's muzzle as it worked studiously between his legs.

And of course, Emma was in heaven. As much as she enjoyed her time with the Umbreon alone, this was something he couldn't do without Retra's assistance - keeping both her ends busy, her mind afire with amazing sensations from the two males. It was a challenge to work her mouth on Retra's shaft efficiently while being railed from behind by the needy Umbreon, but Retra's pleased moans and timid 
blush made it worth the effort.

Sometimes they liked to engage in silly, playful banter in the middle of such sessions, but it didn't feel proper for this one. The quiet stargazing from before combined with the gorgeously night-cloaked scenery around them put a sort of mystic air about them, serene and special - which did make such lovemaking a bit out of place, but keeping it quiet and sensual only added to the experience.

Emma, as expected, was the first to hit her peak, due to the double-stimulation from both males. A faint moan around the fire-type's rod was barely audible as she reached climax, clamping her lips around the shaft hard as her nether lips did the same, splashing down Qwazzy's cock with her fluids and soaking the crotchfur just beyond. Spurred on by this, the dark-type tightened his grip on her body as he continued to eagerly impale her rear with his stiff malehood, the fluids between them 
creating more loud and wet noises that would make any hidden observer well aware of what was transpiring. Retra had a more relaxed time of it, sighing blissfully with each adoring lick of the Eevee's tongue, resting one appreciative paw on her head with gentle rubs.

A few more minutes passed in this manner, both males trying as hard as possible to stave off the inevitable. With one plunging his needy shaft deep within the fluid-soaked love tunnel and the other being lovingly cared for by gentle lips and an eager tongue, neither eon wanted it to end before it had to. But pleasure could only be denied for so long, and the two could feel their instinctual desires heightening - both gazed into each other's eyes, as if curious to their standing. As it was, the two males had grown rather skilled at reaching their peaks simultaneously when it came to 
double-teaming Emma.

Tonight was no exception.

Both acted at once - Retra's brushing paw shoving her head down on his pulsing cock, as Qwazzy clutched her rump tight and went at it with the fastest rutting pace he could muster. The effect was immediate: apart from Emma's surprised moan and subsequent squeeze on both ends, the two males felt their peak fast approaching. Retra only had to lean back, sighing in absolute ecstasy as Emma worked her magic tongue on his shaft, which throbbed wildly in need before letting loose the first sprayed rope of his seed - and Qwazzy slammed his own rod forward one last time with a lust-driven mewl, firing off his own first salvo.

Emma's mind reeled in pleasure, her body letting another climax loose on the Umbreon's already soaked crotch. This was what she'd been begging for - feeling her rutted pussy spread full of Umbreon flesh, her womb receiving spurt after spurt of thick, potent, and fertile cum; and at the same time, her muzzle working its hardest to catch and drink every ropy spurt of the Flareon's own milk, which carried an unnaturally high heat to it, almost like drinking spicy-flavored milky magma, 
if she could ever find the words to describe it. Eager for every drop, her lips worked tirelessly as her tongue slid about, taking as much heated cum down her throat as possible - but even then, a fair bit of that white milk splashed past her lips, which mirrored how much of the Umbreon's seed squirted out past her cock-filled opening, not held back due to the lack of his knot engorged within her.

And just like that, their orgasms drained away, leaving the trio in a state of afterglow-induced bliss.

No doubt they would manage to regain their senses and head home before their little fire died out, the three carrying back their mess and scents strongly permeated within their fur. The Umbreon had ensured not to knot the female Eevee - despite how much he wanted to - so that he could make sure the three could walk back home without having to drag her along behind him. This momentary sexual escapade was just a final highlight to their trip, a fitting conclusion before returning home to either sleep the rest of the night away or find more ways to enjoy one another's company.

But regardless of this, the three were more than happy to just rest and let the pleasure slowly ebb away. The Umbreon laying atop his female, shaft buried inside her most sacred treasure - the Flareon with his heated malehood slowly softening in the girl's wet muzzle - and of course, the Eevee herself, filled with thick male flesh in both ends, and not wanting it any other way.

All the while, night stayed wrapped around them, its cloak of darkness shrouding their presence with its quiet, pristine peace.