How's about foxy throwing a fan of his into his personal booty, his family jewels?
Splendid idea. How about I write ya something with this? Gonna make it about Glamrock Foxy though teehee
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Foxy’s Pirate Vault Bar
Glamrock Foxy X Reader
Contains:
-Vore (CV)
-Implied perma (cumgestion)
-Flirting
Evening parties at the pizzaplex were common amongst the adults. The most popular location manned by the retired-pirate turned bartender Foxy. Groups were seated in the lower section while people who visited alone could get a seat at the bar.
Today would be your lucky day, as the seat right in the middle of the bar was empty. You take a seat and wait for a moment. The bartender is tending to someone else at the end of the bar. It allows you to stare at him without him noticing. You love how he looks. His red fur was vibrant and luscious, his open short-sleeved jacket allowing a good view of his well-toned body beneath. Mixing the drink of the customer, you could see how big his arms truly are.
Something about the pirate just makes your heart beat faster. Could it be that you have feelings for the fox?
He turned his head, spotting you. Your eyes meet and the distance between you two shrinks as he moved back to the center of the bar.
“Can I get ya anything, Love?” He asks you, his fangs showing off in a genuine smile.
You order your drink. Something simple but still rich in flavor.
The bartender nods. “Aye, coming up.”
Foxy grabs the bottles from under the counter and put them all together on the bar in front of you. All the ingredients went into your cup. You can see him up close, his chest slightly puffed-up underneath that coat of his. It’s hard for you to take your eyes off them.
“Yer drink’s done. I hope ya like it.” He places the drink in front of you and watches you intently.
You pick up the glass and take a sip. It tastes exactly like how you prefer it. You take another sip and take in all the different flavors within your cup.
The pirate snickers as he eyes you up. “Ya know, most people introduce themselves to me before they start ogling me. Mind to introduce yaself?”
You are caught off-guard. You didn’t think you were that obvious about it.
“Hehah… don’t dawdle on it for too long, sweetheart. It happens a lot to an ol’ lad like me. Many people before ya did the same thing.”
Your cheeks flush red you hide your face behind your drink.
You could feel his hooked-hand on your arm, gently pushing it back down, showing his smiling face to you.
“Ya don’t have ta hide fer big ol’ me. I don’t bite. Besides. If ya hold yer drink in front of yer face I can’t see how pretty ye are~…”
Your cheeks turn redder than red. You wan’t to yell at him to stop but you also don’t want to draw the attention of the bar to you. Instead, you choose to mumble some words and afterwards finish your drink.
Despite one eye being covered, you could see his friendly gaze upon you. “How about I make ya something to cheer ya up? It’d make this ol’ coot feel better after having flirted with ya.”
You nod and laugh away the nerves. His words echoing within your head even still.
“When I look at ya I have one specific drink in mind. Whaddya think of light gold rum combined with amaretto, irish cream and coffee liqueurs topped off with a healthy dose of whipped cream.”
He collects all the containers of the ingredients he listed and put them in a cocktail mixer. You could see his muscular chest moving up and down as he thoroughly mixed the drink on-the-house. You could yet again not get your eyes off of him.
You didn’t even notice him lean over the bar and whisper something in your ears.
“Ya still haven’t told me yer name… how about the two of us go to the back privately. If ya tell me yer name I’ll show ya something for ya to ogle at, my beautiful treasure~”
He moved back to his side of the bar, and despite an eyepatch covering up an eye of his, you knew he winked at you.
He loudly announced to the other patrons the bar is closing. “Alright laddies, bar’s closed. Pay yer tabs at check-out outside the bar.” He opens the door to the back and glances back at you longingly before closing the door behind him.
You sit there at the bar. The other people slowly leave one by one. Your heart beats fast, the invitation to see him bare leaves no room in your head to think about anything else.
You imagine what’s waiting for you behind that door. You decide you can wait no longer and hop off your chair, slowly making your way behind the bar and towards the door.
As you touch the door hesitation sets in. You think to yourself, asking if you're ready for whatever's waiting for you on the other side. You gulp, breathe in and push the door open to the bar's storage area.
You see the standard stuff. Racks with bottles upon bottles of liquor, undoubtedly the bar's yet you believe some of them are Foxy's own choices.
Looking further into the room you can see Foxy's coat lying on the floor, it's on the sofa at the end of the room.
"Ah, there's me lovely gemstone." Foxy rounded the corner with his red-furred body full on display. Despite showing a couple of gray hairs already he was still in a good shape that's not usually seen in people his age. "Just in time, cause yer drink's ready. Come, have a seat."
You can't take your eyes off of him as you walk up to him. He sits on the sofa with both his own drink and yours in hand. He spreads his legs, putting the bulge in his pants on full display. Just seeing it made you aroused.
"This drink I made fer ya? T'is called 'P.S. I love you' which is quite nice, wouldn't ya say? When I saw ya walk in I instantly realized how pretty ya truly are."
You take a seat beside him on the sofa, he places his own drink on the salon table next to the sofa and holds your drink inbetween the two fo you. A smile crosses his face as he takes in your form.
"Ready for a taste, gemstone of mine?" He queried, his finger tapping the glass.
You nod at him, interested in what that drink of yours tastes like. However when you move closer to him he uses his free hand to pull you in close, your body squished against that of his.
"Heh, gotcha." He grins right before he starts to drink your cocktail. Then he throws the glass on the chair opposite of the table. What follows is him holding the back of your head as he leaned in for a kiss. You can taste the liqueurs with a hint of whipped cream, yet that is not the taste you're longing for. You instead focus on the taste of Foxy's kiss itself.
It tastes sweet, mildly salty like the sea. He breaks the kiss, staring at you with lustful eyes. He picks you up and sets you down on his lap. You could feel his groin come in contact with yours.
"Fer some reason, I just can't shake off my pirate ways... When I lay me eyes on ya, I just can't stop thinking about how well ya'd look as a part of me. When I see a gem as pretty as ya, I just want to put ye safely in my treasure chest. How's that sound? That way ya can be with me forever."
You could feel his cock start to stiffen under you. His proposal to make you his forever was the only thing you could think about. You instinctively jump off of his lap and lower yourself between his legs. You tug at his pants excessively.
"Aye, be careful. I like this pair!" He said, slightly raising from his seat so you could take off his pair of pants alongside his underwear very easily. His rod was pointing to the ceiling, already slightly leaking pre-cum knowing it'd be fed soon.
"Get back up here, gem of mine. I ain't done with ya yet." He beckons you to come back face-to-face. You follow his command his hands instantly back on your hand have just one more make-out session right before your fate is sealed. His tongue infiltrates your mouth strategically, getting a good taste to remember you by.
His other hand is on your thigh, gently holding it up and guiding your feet into his dick's hungry opening.
"Ya ready, my treasure? I ain't letting ya out after." Without waiting for your answer he had already guided both of your feet inside his slit.
You can feel his member pull you in deeper in rhythm with his heartbeat. You could tell from his technique that he wasn't a rookie when it came to this. Only a veteran could have this much skill devouring someone else only slightly shorter than himself using his cock.
You looked down as you saw his balls expand to take you in but your face was gently forced back to meet his. "Let me just have one good look at ya before yer sealed inside of my treasure chest."
As you slowly slide down the only thing you could focus on was how content he looks at you. You're already in up to your belly button. You could feel the floor of the room through the skin of his nuts. You place your hands on his muscular body as you slide down.
Your hands are automatically lowered from his chest, to his washboard until your shoulders and head are swallowed up by the head of his cock.
You slide down further until you are fully encompassed within the soft flesh of the pirate's ballsack.
"There's nothing that brings a pirate more joy than burying his treasure in a place no one else can find it. I am so happy that the treasure is you, my glimmering gemstone."
The fox holds his throbbing cock in his hand and strokes himself as you make yourself comfortable in him.
"Hold on tight. The next part is gonna get a bit rough." he warns.
You could feel his sack convulse around you.
Foxy looked at your shape as his sack started squeezing around your form. He notices all of the intricate shape your body makes inside of his flesh and notices how with every squeeze get smudged more and more all the way until there's nothing more than just one massive round shape inside his sack.
Foxy huffs and puffs as he squeezes one final time to make sure you're nothing more than his cum now. "Thank ye so much darling."
He stood up, his sack now raised a little above the floor.
"There be one more step until yer fully mine and mine alone, me glimmering gem"
His nuts started squeezing again, however this time it was with the intention to turn something within into his essence. The effects of his nuts squeezing was instead to pump your cummified remains as energy throughout his body.
Every squeeze shrank his enlarged nutsack just a little more. Bit by bit he felt more energised. You can feel your conscience fade as more of you was absorbed into his body.
"That's right, me love... Now yer mine and mine alone... No one else can take ya from me now. Safely locked behind me vault doors..."