#enthrax

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I got pissed at the last piece I did and can’t sleep so have these lol

The first two are sorta just studies of how I kinda draw Thrax. The last one is a funny little doodle I’ve have on my mind for a while 🤣

Yes, Thrax has a bonnet on, gotta protect that hair

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A lil art of the baby boys and their wife Suma(my wife’s oc)🦊💚🦠

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Espresso Oneshot- Night Train

Pairing: Enji x Thrax, EnThrax

Warnings: FTM vagina, trans sex, vaginal sex, top surgery scars, spicy things

Song of inspiration: Night Train by Jason Aldean

It had been a long day. A very long day. Enji was exhausted, but.. he had a date planned for the night. He smiled behind his helmet as he rode his bike home, thinking of the evening he and his lover were going to have.

I’ve been thinkin' 'bout you all day, baby..

Waitin' on that sun to go down..

He had texted Thrax about an hour before closing up the store, sending him, “Whatcha say I pick you up after work? Slide over, we slip out to the outskirts of town?”

Thrax had smiled at the text when he had gotten it, rolling over lazily in bed, where he had been all day. He had just wanted to spend time with Enji.. so he responded to him earnestly. “I got a blanket and a fifth of Comfort.. Maybe a little something to knock off the edge?”

The foxtail virus had giggled at that. Alcohol sounded amazing and cuddles sounded perfect after the day he’d had..

“It's supposed to get a little cool tonight.. Looks like I'm gonna have to hold you tight~” he had responded before saying he was heading home for the evening.

Enji pulled into the driveway after a little while of driving, happily shutting off the bike and then rolling it into the garage before he kicked down the kickstand. He took the keys out and then slipped off the bike, then pulled off his helmet and hung it up on its place by the garage door. He looked at the door as he heard it open, and smiled sweetly as he saw Thrax standing there, dressed in some jeans and a hoodie.

“There’s my baby~” The green virus purred, moving to Thrax and taking the taller one into his arms. He smiled up at him, his eyes softening and a lot of his stress melting away as those fierce, green-blazen eyes stared down at him and dilated. Thrax sighed happily, leaning down and pressing a kiss to Enji’s fringe before wrapping his arms around his neck and holding him tightly, securely.

“I’m assuming work was a hassle today?” Asked the crimson one as he laid his cheek atop Enji’s head, smiling as he felt the cytoplasmic ears lay down from the contact. Enji huffed in response, grumbling a bit, “Yes.. customers being dumb, my staff not knowing what the hell to do.. it’s like running a store full of.. microbes!”

Thrax chuckled at that and pulled back, looking down at Enji and using his knuckle to tilt his head up so he could look at that sage-green face. “Then how about we get some dinner ate. Then we go do the thing you wanted to do?”

Enji smiled at him and nodded, slipping past him and into the house, Thrax fully in tow after him. The foxtail made his way upstairs and opted to change clothes, putting on some comfy leggings and one of Thrax’s t-shirts, which was of course way too big on him, but that’s why he loved it. The virus then made his way back downstairs just as Thrax pulled dinner out of the oven.

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They happily ate their food, finishing up every bite of lasagna in the bowl. Enji groaned and leaned back in his seat, rubbing his belly and then sighing. “Damn that was good.. You literally make the best food, babydoll.”

Thrax hummed, scraping whatever bit was left in his bowl and putting the spoon in his mouth to polish it off. “It ain’t the best an’ you know it, baby. You’re jus’ tryna make me feel good~”

Enji giggled and held up his hands in defeat as Thrax stood up and gathered their bowls to go wash them, but of course not being able to walk away before Enji gave him a kiss and said, “Thank you, baby.” The simple gesture and words always lit a fire in Thrax’s chest, and he had a goofy little grin on his face as he walked to the sink.

Enji was quick to stand and pull him away from the sink after Thrax had set the bowls in, causing the taller virus to laugh a little and look down at his partner. “Baby, the hell ya doin’? I gotta wash these..”

The foxtail smiled at him and rounded to in front of him. “Leave it for tomorrow. Let’s get outta here. Go out your shoes on.”

Thrax chuckled, unable to resist when Enji looked so damn determined. He separated from his love and walked to the mudroom, putting on his shoes as Enji trailed in behind and did the same. Thrax soon remembered something and walked off, disappearing into the house for a few minutes before coming back with a bottle of their favorite Crown Royal and a nice blanket. Enji chuckled at him, “Really? The Crown? Baby, we got cheaper stuff.”

Thrax hummed, “I’m taking this as a special event since we don’t do it much.. we can always buy another bottle if we drink all of this one.”

The sage one giggled some and then grabbed his truck keys that were hanging up and walked to the garage door, holding it open for Thrax to walk out before he closed it and locked it. After that, he unlocked the truck and they hopped in. Enji grumbled when he noticed his seat on the driver’s side had been moved and he looked at Thrax.

“Dammit, what have I told you about moving my seat? I can’t see over the steering wheel!” He complained as he fixed it to where he could see and drive properly. Thrax just snickered, shaking his head as Enji started up the truck and pulled out of the garage and driveway.

They got out to the highway and Enji turned up the radio, humming a bit with it as they rode on. After about half an hour of driving, he turned down Ole Mill Road, driving out about a mile that way to where the road turned to stones, right to a spot that no one else knew about. He pulled off to the side at a certain area and shut off the truck. They hopped out and he locked it, tucking the keys in his pocket before they started walking a bit, taking a worn out path that animals seemed to travel through quite frequently to get to a field on the other side of the treeline.

Enji’s ears perked up then and he smiled as he heard the sound of the train starting to go by just on the other side of the hill that lined the field. Then, he took off into a sprint, grinning.

“Come on, babe, I hear it comin’!”

Thrax chuckled as he then picked up the pace, carefully holding the blanket to his chest as it protected the bottle of alcohol against his chest. They made it over the crest of the hill, and down below was the train starting to pass on by.

Got a moon and a billion stars.. the sound of steel and old box cars.. The thought of you is driving me insane.. come on baby, let’s go listen to the night train..

They laid out the blanket then and sat down. Enji was sitting up with his legs out, leaning back on his hands as Thrax moved to lay his head in the smaller one’s lap. Enji smiled then, speaking, “Yeah, I hope it’s gonna be a long one.. and we’re certainly lucky, it’s moving slow.”

“I wouldn't mind if it lasted all night.. Laying here with you is paradise..” Thrax spoke up, smiling softly as fingers and nails started to run over his dreads. Enji hummed softly as he heard that and his tail swayed a bit against the ground at the thought of staying out there all night. He grabbed the bottle of Crown then and opened it, taking a nice swig of the alcohol and sighing happily as it left a pleasant burn in his throat and chest, warming him up in the cool night air.

Thrax turned his head and watched, taking in every aspect of Enji. His membrane, his eyes pleasantly shut as he enjoyed the drink.. it all drove him insane, even if it was the most mundane of things. Everything about Enji drove Thrax crazy.. it’s part of why he stayed with the foxtail after Enji left Frank City and moved on to a different host. Thrax smiled softly as he looked up at Enji, lifting a clawed hand up and running his knuckles along Enji’s cheek gently, as not to spook him. Those pale blue eyes opened up and Enji smiled down at him, tilting his head as his ears perked up.

Thrax sat up after a moment, taking the bottle of Crown and getting himself a swig of the glorious alcohol just to match the buzz with his partner, though he could drink a lot more, of course.

Enji leaned a bit and wrapped his arm around Thrax’s, laying his head against his shoulder and sighing happily as he did so. He looked to the train then, watching as car after car passed on the track down below. It was so peaceful, being out there. No loud city noise, no car alarms or dogs barking. Just them, the wind and the train below. It truly was like paradise..

The crimson virus turned his head and looked down at his lover as he closed the bottle back and sighed softly, contently, before leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of his head. This ears twitched and it made him chuckle a bit before his hand came up and he ran it over them, watching as they popped right back up after his hand let them go. Enji looked up at him then, giggling a bit from the action. “T, don’t start doing that shit. You know I don’t like it.”

Thrax chuckled a bit and grabbed the tip of one of Enji’s ears with the pads of his fingers and hummed. “Ah cmon.. it’s so fun watching them move around.”

The foxtail rolled his eyes then and just turned his head, looking out for ver the rolling hills ahead of them. Thrax watched him and then opened the Crown bottle again and took another swig of it. He then capped it and set it to the side before he laid back. Enji watched him and snickered a bit, then laid down with him and cuddled up to the crimson virus’ side, closing his eyes. Thrax’s hand moved, starting to rub Enji’s back soothingly. It made a purr start up in the sage one’s chest, his arms tightening a bit around Thrax’s middle. Then the nails started.. oh those nails. Enji always melted when they started to run over him, coaxing a soft whimper out of his throat when they ran over a sensitive spot.

Thrax’s eyes opened and he looked at him, smirking a bit. “You and bein’ all sensitive..”

“Oh shut up, you ain’t no better.” Enji growled back at him, looking up and frowning a little.

“Oh yeah? How?”

That was a challenge Enji was willing to accept. He moved and smiled, hovering over Thrax and moving to start lining the column of his neck in kisses. That was always his weak spot.. it was an instant melting point for Thrax, and he sighed as his eyes closed and he squirmed a bit. Enji smiled to himself as he noticed that his plan was already working and he continued, biting into the junction of Thrax’s neck and shoulder before sucking a dark mark onto his crimson skin.

That’s when the whine slipped out and Thrax’s cheeks grew darker, looking almost black as his brows furrowed together. Enji giggled and started trailing his kisses down as he moved to straddle Thrax’s thighs.

“Sit up, baby..” Enji instructed, taking Thrax’s hands and pulling him up. His own hands then moved to the bottom of the hoodie and he started to pull it up. Thrax helped, soon taking hold of the hoodie and pulling it up over his head before tossing it off to the side by the blanket. Enji’s eyes widened just a bit, his pupils dilating some as he took in the expanse of Thrax’s broad chest, his muscles, the veins softly laying under the membrane of his forearms. And then his eyes landed on the top surgery scars, which seemed to shine gold in the light from the lamp they’d brought with them.

About a mile off Old Mill road.. That spot nobody knows.. we park the truck and we take off runnin’.. come on, baby, I can hear it comin’..

Thrax looked down in shyness before Enji grabbed the hook of his chin and made him look back up again, smiling at him. “You’re beautiful, baby boy.. don’t ever forget that..”

Thrax’s eyes widened and then they went lidded as he melted from the words, he then leaned down over Enji some and pressed their mouths together, a soft, satisfied sigh escaping from the pair of them as their lips made contact. Enji moved and his hands settled on the sides of Thrax’s neck, holding on gently as their tongues started to dance in the moment.

Got the moon and a billion stars.. the sound of steel and old box cars.. the thought of you is driving me insane..

They pulled away from each other and Thrax soon moved his hands, grabbing Enji’s hips and pulling him closer before those hands moved to the shirt the foxtail was wearing and started to pull it off of him. Enji happily obliged, tossing it to the side with the hoodie before Thrax’s mouth was on his neck, leaving loving, hot, open-mouthed kisses on it.

The sensation had Enji moaning softly as he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, allowing the virus more access to his neck as his brows furrowed. Those crimson hands moved to his hips again, massaging, holding, grabbing.. it was clear that they were getting warm from the alcohol, as well as from their lust and love for each other. It became apparent when Thrax’s hand moved and grazed over the bulge under Enji’s leggings, making the sage one jump a bit and squeak.

A smirk formed on Thrax’s lips then as he pulled back and looked at Enji, “Oh goodness.. what we got here? Is my baby already so excited for me?”

Enji’s ears laid back and he looked off to the side, his cheeks darkening to an emerald green color as he pouted some. It made Thrax grin all the more and his hand moved again, palming at the bulge of excitement. It made Enji’s back arch and he whimpered some. He looked at Thrax again and growled a bit, his brows furrowing together in frustration. Thrax just beamed.

“How about you take care of daddy a lil bit, then I let you have me~”

Enji’s eyes widened and his tail started swaying, showing off just how excited he truly was. It made Thrax snicker some and he made Enji move before he stood up, kicking off his shoes before starting to get to work on unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them off. He stayed turned away from Enji the whole time, which made the rabies virus whine at him, and in turn made Thrax ticked all the more.

After getting the jeans off his hips, Thrax kicked them to the side with the rest of their clothes and then he turned back, showing off the black, lacy panties he was wearing. He didn’t miss how Enji’s eyes widened in delight, how he practically started salivating over the sight alone. It made Thrax’s stomach do flips from seeing it alone. He truly did love this boy with all his soul..

Enji worshiped him day in and day out, like a god sent from the heavens to bless him. He showered Thrax in affection, attention, and all the love he could give. But also granted Thrax his trust, and allowed himself to be vulnerable, such as Thrax himself was with Enji. They worshipped each other, making sure they appeased their loving god and expected nothing truly in return.

Thrax snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground before him. “Come here.”

And Enji moved, sitting before Thrax on his knees and awaiting his lover’s next command.

Thrax smiled then and reached, running the sharp end of his blazing dagger or a claw along Enji’s cheek and then his jaw. “That’s a good boy.. you gonna made Daddy feel good, right?”

Enji nodded in earnest, smiling up at him softly before he sat up on his knees, placing his hands on top of Thrax’s well-toned thighs, rubbing his thumbs over the soft skin atop them gently. Thrax then reached down with that confirmation and hooked a claw under the crotch of the panties, pulling them off to the side. Then he curled his finger at Enji, signaling for him to come closer, to which he did. He looked up at him before moving close in anticipation, waiting for the go-ahead. Thrax could feel is breath on him, warming up the cooled slick that coated his folds and it made him shudder. He then nodded to Enji.

That’s when that damn forked tongue came out, running all the way from the back of the mound of sweet flesh to the front, right over Thrax’s clit. Thrax had to cover his mouth from it alone, his eyebrows furrowing. But his eyes rolled back when Enji’s tongue delved down between the folds, starting to consume every inch of his lover.

To Enji, the magma colored slick tasted so sweet, like the essence of fruit, of candy.. it was addicting. Not to mention the smell.. all of it was driving the foxtail crazy. He smirked to himself as he felt Thrax’s thighs shaking from the pleasure of it and his hands moved, rubbing those strong thighs. Thrax moaned out, almost sounding like he was growling in response to the touches. It was all driving him fucking mad.. it had been a while since they had last done anything due to poor Enji being so overworked as of late. But the pent up stress was worth it for this..

Thrax could already feel his core tightening up and he leaned his head back as his hands move and gripped on to Enji’s ears while he was being ate out, the beautiful creature letting strings of deep, guttural moans escape his throat as the pressure got more intense. What really god Thrax was when Enji’s tongue extended and the end of it slipped into him, while the base of his tongue still worked against his clit.

“Ah fuck, baby.. you.. fuckin’ hells.. you’re gonna.. god, I’m gonna cum fast at this rate..” The crimson one sighed out, his brows furrowing as he looked back down to Enji, who was blissed out from just the work he was doing to his lover.

It didn’t take long before those strong thighs tightened around Enji’s head and squished it some. The orgasm was breathtaking and Thrax bared his hips down hard on Enji’s face, practically suffocating the foxtail, but he didn’t mind. Enji kept his tongue moving throughout the whole thing, making the orgasm that much more intense for Thrax.

After the convulsions ended, Enji slipped his tongue out and crawled back up his lover, humming softly as he planted kiss after kiss on his skin before reaching his lips. The kiss was searing, as Thrax had already recovered and was raring for more. The red pathogen flipped them, seeming it his turn to make his baby feel good. Hooking a claw under Enji’s boxers, Thrax sliced the material clean in half, then pulled them off of his legs. Enji squeaked a bit against Thrax’s mouth, his eyebrows furrowing a bit. Thrax pulled back and looked at him, retracting his tongue from his lover’s throat.

Enji was panting, his whole face glowing with blush. It was beautiful to Thrax.. they had been together a couple of years now, and Enji never ceased to amaze the crimson virus. Like him, the poor thing had worked day in and day out to make a body a suitable residence, to make it *home*. He worked so Thrax didn’t have to, got him everything he needed, everything he could ever want. At the end of the day, Enji chose Thrax above all..

“I love you..” slipped from Thrax’s throat as he stared down at Enji. The foxtail’s eyes widened just a bit. It wasn’t that he didn’t hear it much, it was the way Thrax said it. It wasn’t just the passing ‘love you’ that they always shared, this was.. deep, full of emotion. Enji smiled and reached up, holding his cheeks in his hands. “I love you too, baby.. more than you could ever imagine..”

That sent a flare of warmth to Thrax’s chest and he smiled a little, the hills of his brows furrowing softly before he leaned down and started to pepper his own kisses to Enji’s face, down his jaw and neck and then all the way down to his groin. With careful hands, Thrax took Enji’s cock into hand, humming as he stroked it a few times before pressing a kiss to the head of it, all while staring up with those acidic eyes.

Enji whimpered a bit, his hand reaching down to take hold of the top of Thrax’s dreads and holding on gently. That’s when Thrax wrapped his lips around the erection, soon starting to slowly take more and more of it into his mouth. The moans that escaped the foxtail were guttural.. real. Thrax felt himself getting wet all over again, and his spare hand reached down to press the pads of his fingers against his clit, moving slowly against it.

The foxtail looked down at him, propping himself up on his elbows as his brows furrowed. The heat pooling in his stomach was immense, making him lean his head back as moan after moan spilled from his throat and lungs like sweet honey to Thrax’s ears. That tongue.. the grazing of teeth.. and the sight of Thrax playing with himself.. it was all too much.

“I.. baby.. I’m getting close..” Enji whined as he looked down at him once again, his brows furrowing together as he gently bit his lip. Those acidic eyes looked up at him then, pupils dilated to the max with just a ring of those bright green irises. Enji moaned again.. gods the way he looked, his dreads all over the place, saliva dripping down his chin, not to mention.. he could hear how wet he was. It was a sensory overload in all the right ways.

Thrax didn’t let up from his ministrations and continued engulfing and letting go of Enji, humming a bit as he closed his eyes again. The foxtail’s ears laid back then as the pit in his stomach finally burned with life and orgasm took hold. He cried out, his back arching hard off the ground. That didn’t stop Thrax though..

The red pathogen moved both hands to Enji’s thighs and held him there while he continued, the foxtail bucking a bit wildly as he attempted to get away from that scalding mouth but couldn’t. Once the orgasm was done, Enji collapsed in a heap of panting and curses, using his forearm to cover his eyes as he did so.

“Fuck, baby..” The foxtail whispered, soon sitting up to look at him. Thrax smirked a bit, pulling off of Enji’s cock finally and sitting up on his hands and knees. He opened his mouth and let his tongue fall out, showing off that not a drop of Enji’s essence went to waste, as he had swallowed it all. Enji beamed a bit then and cupped his cheek a little, “That’s a good boy~”

Thrax shuddered from the praise, then turned his head and kissed the palm by his face.

But it wasn’t enough yet.. Thrax shoved Enji back down and moved over him, his hips hovering just above Enji’s as his hand reached back and took hold of his lover’s cock once more. “Are ya ready for me, baby?~” He asked as he looked down at Enji, who bit the inside of his lip and nodded, hands on Thrax’s thighs.

The red pathogen then moved and sank himself down onto Enji’s girth, his brows furrowing together as he whimpered a bit. He bit his lip and soon took Enji all the way to the hilt, moaning softly at how nice and snug he sat inside. Thrax felt Enji twitching and he snickered a little bit, soon slowly lifting up his hips and then moving them back down.. up.. down..

Enji whined from the slow pace, his eyes rolling back as the pads of his fingers dug into Thrax’s thighs. “Babyyy.. come on, don’t do me like that..” he groaned, closing his eyes as he felt that heat start to pool in his stomach again. Thrax just continued, wondering if he could pull out that demon that laid dormant in Enji so often.. the one that left him breathless, begging and a total mess. With enough of his teasing, he was sure he could get it to come to life once more..

In.. out.. iiiin… out..

It was absolutely killing Enji. The foxtail growled, absolutely hating this slow pace. Thrax knew it was getting to him.

After a few more moments of the slow ministrations, something snapped in Enji and he flipped them, pinning Thrax down to the ground on the blanket before lifting one of his legs up as he started to snap his hips nice and hard. It was already making the red virus roll his eyes back as he dug his claws into the ground, biting his lip hard. God was he gonna be sore tomorrow..

Enji soon moved a hand down and used his thumb to rub Thrax’s clit, growling darkly as he continued to fuck the pathogen into oblivion. Thrax was trying really hard not to be loud, but by god it was hard.. Enji hit all the right spots in him, and the way the head of his cock was kissing his cervix.. by the gods it was absolute bliss.

Enji’s pace never failed, never faltered.. the repetition was key, and it already pulled Thrax into a mini orgasm alone. He whined as his body was wracked with electricity, his eyes rolling back for a moment as he did so. But that wasn’t even close to the end.. Enji flipped him over onto his stomach and pulled his hips up so they were hiked up in the air, the perfect level for Enji to hit deep inside of him. Thrax just let it all loose then, curses, moans, whines, everything escaping his throat as he screwed his eyes shut. His claws were practically about to tear through the blanket as he was pounded into it, feeling a second and certainly more intense orgasm coming on.

The foxtail didn’t let up for even a second, his hands holding onto the virus’ hips as he leaned down and started to bite and mark his lover up, claiming him as his own. “Who do you belong to, Daddy..” Enji growled out, teeth bared. Thrax turned his head to look at him, his expression saying everything. “You, baby.. you.. I-I’m all yours..”

Enji smiled then and continued his bites, his kisses, his loving. It was all getting to be too much for the pair of them, and Enji didn’t dare to pull out. Thrax took no notice as finally, that wave of white hit him and his whole body went rigid. He choked back a moan, his hands gripping the blanket below him hard and pulling up on the grass beneath it as curses flew from his mouth.

The tightness around Enji made his pace waver until finally, he was spilling every last drop of his essence into Thrax, filling the poor thing up to the hilt. After a few more pert thrusts, Enji finally pulled out and collapsed down next to Thrax, whose legs gave out under him and he laid down flat now.

All that could be heard was their breathing.. soft, sweet.. after a while, the pair looked at each other and finally moved, tangling in each other’s embrace and giving soft kisses and loving words.

“I love you..” Came from the red pathogen again. Enji looked at him, and smiled softly this time as he reached and pet his cheek gently.

“I love you too, Firebug.. I will love you forever and for always..” Enji responded, running a thumb over the crest of Thrax’s cheek as they looked into each other’s eyes. Icy blue stared right into acidic gold, soon both sets of eyes closing as they listened to the sounds of the night train chugging on through the valley..

Come on, baby, let’s go listen to the night train..

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Espresso - Ch. 2

The Zit

A/N: Thank you so much for those who have been reading! I’m really enjoying writing this story for you guys! And thank you to everyone for showing your love and support! I really appreciate it!

Warnings: character death, death by radiation

Finally it was Friday. Enji closed up shop and beamed as he looked around his shop, searching for a good outfit to wear. Maybe he could wear his favorite outfit.. he had altered it over the years, making sure it would fit him as he carefully removed stitching and resewed it. No, that was too old school.. Enji sighed, walking to the back to look through his clothing wracks.

After a little bit of searching, he smiled and picked out a nice cocktail dress, one that was black, strapless and cut off right at the middle of his thighs. Quickly, the foxtail changed into it and smiled before walking to one of the floor-length mirrors to look at himself. Luckily, this one had a cutout specifically so his tail would be able to be free. “Perfect.. this seems nice for a meeting. At least for where I’m going anyways..” He said to himself, soon walking over to a display of shoes he had at the front of the store. He hummed as he looked over the shoes. Luckily, all of the display shoes were his own, so he could take them as he pleased.

He settled on a pair of black pair of Ellie’s, specifically the Diana Boot style with laces. In just a few moments, he had them on and then walked back to the mirror to look at himself. Enji beamed as he saw himself in the mirror, biting his lip as he turned a bit and looked at himself. “Daayyuuuum~ Maybe you’ll find a date tonight~”

He laughed at himself then and shook his head, rolling his eyes a bit. “Yeah right.. once they know what you are they take off running.. whatever.”

With that being said, Enji collected his truck keys and purse, then he locked all of the doors before he left.

The journey up to the Zit wasn’t too awful, being it was just in downtown Forehead. The drive was peaceful, considering it was Friday. Already though, he could see the traffic lined up by the club. Luckily, he got reserved parking for these kinda pop-up clubs and he parked, then got out and locked his truck before he got out and walked around to go inside. The music was thumping and the atmosphere was lovely. Everyone was just trying to have fun while the club lasted. Enji smiled as he weaved through the crowd, going to the bar and getting himself a drink.

He looked around, then he sighed. But that’s when he spotted one of his friends and smiled. Alejandro La Muerte, a black mold spore who was known for his work on the backstreets and underground. He ran the biggest fight championships in town, with the fighters he trained being the ones to always make it to the top.

Enji smiled as he walked over to the mold spore, punching his arm.

Alejandro gasped and turned, his two eyes looking around before he looked down and saw Enji, then he laughed and threw his arms around the virus. “Enji, my friend! It is so good to see you! Where have you been, amigo?”

Enji laughed some as he wrapped an arm around Alejandro, being careful not to spill his drink in the other. “Oh you know, around. I have a shop to run and orders to fill so you know I don’t really get to do much.”

Alejandro nodded, standing with his arm around Enji as he always did. There were no romantic feelings, but it was so funny watching people around them try and decipher if they were an item. Enji could see it on the group’s faces that had been talking to Alejandro originally, which had earned him some envious stares from some of the girls that were standing there. It just made Enji laugh.

Alejandro then excused himself and they went to a booth off in the corner, sitting down. “So, I’m assuming you’re here for that meeting?” The spore asked, tilting his head some. His cytoplasmic hair moved like a lava lamp around him and glimmered in the dim lights of the club. Enji had always wondered what it was like to be just a spore, it seemed fun. But then his attention went back to the question.

“Yeah, I heard some big shot was hosting it tonight. No one knows his name though except the boys he’s been working with.” Enji said, looking at his drink before taking a sip.

Alejandro nodded a bit and crossed his arms, sitting back in his seat. “Yeah, some of his boys are the ones I trained a few years ago. Their head honcho sits up in a private sweat gland all day, talking about the glory days ‘n shit like that.” Alejandro then leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. “And I heard this dude took him out. Sliced him clean up.”

Enji’s eyes widened as he heard that before his ears laid back some. “Sliced him up? With what, a knife? Usually that doesn’t even matter, the bacteria always coagulate and reform.”

“It wasn’t with no knife, amigo.. dude’s got claws, and sharp ones at that.” Alejandro started, “The boys that witnessed it said it smelled like he burned the honcho up as he sliced ‘n diced him.”

The foxtail’s eyes widened again and he looked to his drink, thinking about a few days ago. The claws.. Thrax. An unknown virus, suddenly in the body and causing fucking havoc everywhere he went. Enji sat back and crossed his arms a bit, looking back up to Alejandro. “I think I saw this guy a couple days ago.. he ran into my shop and hid out for a bit from the cops.”

“He what?!” Alejandro exclaimed, standing up and looking at Enji with his two eyes wide. “Dude, you can’t be serious! You’ve already met this guy and he didn’t try to fuckin’ kill you?”

Enji shook his head, “Nah, he was chill. Made off with one of my shirts, but he was chill.”

Alejandro stared in disbelief. Usually viruses killed other viruses when they encounter them, but this.. was so different. The spore then sighed a bit. “Christ man.. you are so lucky. Did he say anything to you? Threaten you any?”

“No, he actually.. was being nice. I know what you’re thinkin’; viruses hate other viruses, but he.. didn’t look at me like he wanted to kill me. He looked scared.. like I was when I first got here.” Enji said, using one of his claws to stir his drink. Alejandro grimaced a bit and shook his head. “Scared? Dude, he was probably playing you. You ain’t like other viruses, you don’t live to kill humans, you never did.”

Enji sighed at that, “Yeah, I know. But he.. I don’t know. It was in the back room, so it was dark.”

The mold spore scoffed and soon stood up, “Well either way, we better hope immunity catches him soon, or we’re all gonna be dead.”

Enji knew Alejandro was right. He knew someone needed to get a hold on this guy, stop him before it was too late. The party thumped on as they talked about more mundane things; dating, social life.. anything else. Enji’s mind kept creeping back to Thrax though, thinking about the virus’ motives, why he lived to kill. He had met plenty of other viruses in his lifetime, all ones that ended up with a vaccine.. but it had been so long since he had seen a new one, one as deadly as Thrax. The more he thought about it, the more his brain started to hurt and he sighed, deciding he needed to stop.

“Oi, I think someone germs are heading up to that meeting. You should probably go on,” Alejandro said as he looked over at the stairs leading up to seemingly a conference room. Enji looked up and his ears laid back some. He protected these germs, kept them safe from immunity and FPD. He was.. a leader of sorts, and he took in germs, helped them get back on their feet.

He sighed then and got up, finishing off his drink before he slowly made his way over to the staircase and then up to the conference room. Alejandro was following in tow. Being another major figure in this body, he knew he needed to attend too.

The pair sat down at the far end of the table, Enji immediately crossing his legs and arms as he did so. In just a few moments, he was served drinks and a snack, such as he always was. He thanked the germ that served him and sipped on his drink, looking up just as the door opened again. Enji didn’t notice at first, but there was a certain blue cell harboring one eye that looked.. awfully familiar. Close to a white blood cell that frequented his shop for clothes and the suchlike.

‘Nah, that can’t be Ozzy.. hm.. Whatever.’ Enji thought to himself, continuing to sip his drink.

Then, there he was. The long black coat, the black jeans and boots, and then that damn shirt he took. Thrax walked in with a smile and sunglasses on his face, soon pushing the shades up onto his head as he looked around at the group. “Well, well, well.. this had a better turnout than I thought.”

Everyone looked at Thrax, staying quiet as he stood at the head of the table and started talking. Enji sipped on his drink some, thinking to himself about what this dude may possibly want.

“My plan is simple. Three teams will move through the cranial artery, and one through the nasal passage. We are going to the brain, baby! And we are gonna steal us one of these.” Thrax said, soon holding up a chain that had little, glowing beads in it. Oh shit. Enji knew exactly what that was. “Now this little sucker comes from a place called the hypothalamus gland.”

Then, that blue cell spoke up, “The Hypo-Hoppo-what?” Enji sighed, shaking his head as a collective groan took over the room. Thrax looked up in annoyance, clearly not liking how this cell was acting. “Hypothalamus. Hypo-thal-a-mus. Controls the temperature for the entire body. We are gonna march right in there, and we are going to take the prize. Then my man Frank's gonna heat up like a sidewalk on a summer day.”

Enji quickly looked at Alejandro, who returned the look. This guy was going to kill them all.. Thrax then spoke again, “Now all of this is going down tonight, so I want everyone to be prepared.”

The blue cell piped up once more, and Enji knew this was going to get bad, “Tonight? Uh, can't we do it next week? Me and Madcow got tickets to Wrestlemania.”

Thrax growled once more and walked around the table slowly, holding up each bead as he continued to talk, “Ya see this? This here little DNA bead comes from a little girl in Riverside, California. Didn't like to wash her hands. Took me three whole weeks. And this one. Nice lady in Detroit, Motown. Six days flat. Then there's this old guy in Philly. I killed him in seventy-two hours. Yeah.. I'm getting better as I go along, baby, but the problem is- I never set a record. Until my man Frank, that is. I'm gonna take him down in 48 hours. Get my own chapter in the medical books!”

The foxtail virus groaned and he ran his hand over his face. This dude was going to die, he just knew it.. but then, he felt eyes on him, eyes from everyone at the table. Enji looked up. They were expecting him to say something, something against this. None of them wanted to die, and he had spent so long protecting them. He sighed and finally stood up, downing the rest of his drink.

“And just how do you think this is gonna play out? Sure, it’s not difficult to get to the brain and the hypothalamus, but there’s so many other variables you need to think of here. Obviously, the bodies you’ve downed have had careless cells in them, ones that were either ready to go, or too childish to know what was going on.”

Enji walked around the table then, going to a blackboard that was in the room and starting to write on it. Alejandro grinned as he sat in his seat, knowing that Enji was going to school this Thrax guy.

“We have strict security here. The moment that FPD finds out that something is going on up in the hypothalamus, you gotta run fuckin’ quick, or they will be on you faster than a chicken hawk.” Enji started listing out details about the layout of the brain, labeling connections, areas and the suchlike. “And these immunity cells done play. We have survived the measles, chicken pox, you name it.”

“And like I told you the other day, if this is happening tonight, how the hell are you gonna get out?” He asked, looking at Thrax then. The virus looked like he was about to bust. He obviously didn’t like being talked down to, told why his plan might not work here. Enji sighed, “Look, I’m not saying it ain’t a good plan. What I’m saying is your ass is gonna get caught up in this. I have people I have to protect here, I’ve been doing it for years.”

Thrax just crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes a bit, growling a touch before the foxtail continued, “And I told you the other day, Frank lives out in the countryside. He doesn’t take care of himself and his only options for us to run to is Shane and uncle Bob. So either, you need to cut this shit out, or you need to get out of here the moment you can. I’m not going to let you do this.”

The crimson virus just stared at Enji, those eyes glaring daggers. But.. they were dilated. They were heavy in thought, heavy in function. Enji just looked him over for a moment, crossing his arms. Then the whispering started around them, to which Enji looked away to all of the germs talking. No other body had a virus like Enji to take care of them, no one to ensure safety for after the body is gone.

“Listen.. I know what it’s like to have to live out there without a host, to wonder how you’re gonna survive. I’ve been there. I think we all have. Just.. think about it, okay?” He said, his expression softening a bit before he looked at the germs around the table. Most of us have families and other people we gotta worry about. It ain’t always kill or be killed anymore, man.”

Thrax’s eyes widened a bit as he heard Enji speak. He looked around the room at the wary looks on the germs’ faces. Enji was.. unfortunately right. And that pissed him off. He grew up with that ‘kill or be killed’ mentality, it’s not just something he could shake off. His mama was cruel, his dad was never around. And any of his siblings were the same way with him. Except for his older sister.. Aniya was a total saint, and she taught him some of the good things in life. Even protected him from mama a few times..

Enji reminded him of her, trying to steer him out of the way of trouble, out of the way of for-certain death. He frowned, but his expression softened as he looked down.

Then that damn cell piped up one more time, “Uh, excuse me. Excuse me. I got one more question here. Is there anything that, say, a white blood cell could do to stop this evil plan? You know, hypothetically speaking, that is.”

Everyone turned to look at him again, all clearly annoyed that this guy kept running his mouth. It was starting to get really suspicious.. but Enji’s keen ears finally picked up just who that voice belonged to. The question asked pieced the puzzle together for him and his eyes widened.

“Th-there’s nothing. Because it ain’t happening.” Enji said, quickly looking at Alejandro. ‘Get them out of here’, he signed to him, and the mold spore nodded. “Alright, germs. Meeting’s over. Get out.” Alejandro said, standing up and watching as they all started to file out. Thrax just stared, growling a bit before he grabbed the cell as he walked by. Enji’s breath caught in his throat then and he moved.

“You ain’t no damn germ..” the virus growled, shaking him a bit. That’s when Ozzy’s badge fell, and the whole room gasped.

“That ain’t no germ, that’s a cop!” Yelled one of them, to which Enji moved fast. Just as Ozzy was about to be grabbed, he was tackled and they went out the membrane window to the side, falling down and rolling across the dance floor. Ozzy groaned and he sat up, looking at the virus. “Enji, what the hell?! I had ‘im! You asshole-“

“No the fuck you didn’t, you idiot! You almost got yourself killed! Where the fuck is that pill you’ve been runnin’ ‘round with? You gotta get out of here now!” Enji said, soon standing and then pulling Osmosis up to his feet. He started to shove him along, towards the door.

“Enji, cut it out! We gotta stop him! You heard his plan, he’s gonna kill all of us!” Ozzy yelled over the music, but the foxtail virus didn’t listen.

“Ozzy, go home! If you stick around here, this Zit will go up in flames and you will fucking reap the consequences and you know it! The mayor has already been onto you about shit recently!”

Osmosis just growled and looked around, then yelled for DriX to come on and follow him. The pill snapped out of his dancing stupor and followed behind. It was too late though, the germs came running and Enji gasped, his eyes going wide. “Run! Go, go!”

The trio took off running, and he prayed that Alejandro already got out. He hated that this was going to happen, but in order for everyone to be safe, it needed to be done. While Ozzy and DriX ran out, Enji stopped and turned, looking at the germs that were tailing them through the club. Suddenly, black tendrils rose up from the ground and wrapped around their ankles, starting to penetrate their cytoplasm and burn them up from the inside out.

Thrax watched the reaction from the top of the stairs, his eyes widening as he saw the germs start to have cracks open all over them that glowed a bright green. Enji looked pained as he did his thing, like he hated it.

‘That’s right.. he’s been here a long time. These were probably his friends.’ Thrax thought to himself as he watched the germs deteriorate from the inside out, melting into mush on the floor. The tendrils retracted, and Thrax could see how they swirled back up and around Enji’s legs, returning to looking like markings. And the smell.. god it was familiar.

One guy Thrax had been taking down.. he remembered now. The guy had cancer, and they were using a radiation treatment on him. The smell of radiation poisoning, killing cells and cancer clusters alike was something that Thrax could never forget. Enji was.. something else entirely.

He watched as the foxtail turned and walked out of the club then. This was going to be a lot harder than he anticipated..

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Espresso

Ch. 1 - The Meeting

A/N: Heyo everyone! I hope you enjoy this one. I have some art propbably coming soon to go with it ;)

Warnings: n/a

He was running just about as fast as he could. After damaging the dam in the sinuses, Thrax knew he needed to get somewhere quick. He made his way down to the salivary glands, the virus was seeking some well-earned respite in the humidity and warmth of them. He ran through the alleys, bobbing and weaving through and around different bacteria before he finally decided the coast was clear. He sighed and started walking, his hands tucked in the pockets of his jacket as he did so. Thrax smirked to himself, laughing soon after that he had managed to get away with everything so far.

“This is too easy! Too damn easy.” He said to himself, grinning cheek to cheek as he did so. His senses were heightened when he heard the sound of running and whistle blowing. Damn cops.. already on my tail. He growled to himself, picking up the pace and soon entering through a back door into one of the stores that lined the alleyway. He carefully closed it and let out a sigh of relief as he looked around. Thrax noticed the shelves were lined with.. fabric? His eyes widened a bit as he looked around the place, noticing.. sewing supplies: threads of different textures and colors, needles of every type, silks, satins, leather, as well as some sewing machines and embroidering machines. Was he in.. a boutique?

“What in the blazes.. huh. Seems I found myself a place to get some new drip,” He said to himself, soon walking out through a curtain into the back room that held the stock of different clothings, then he started to look through them while chuckling. This stuff was really well made.. he picked up a shirt, looking at the tag for the price and grimacing. “Damn.. 200 cals? Shit, fuck that. Wait..” Thrax then read the label on the tag, chuckling. “Stomach acid resistant, water and saliva resistant.. interesting. This place knows what they doin’.” He hummed, soon setting the shirt down and heating up his claw before he cut off the tag.

Thrax then walked to a mirror that was there, smiling as he took off his coat and then his beaten up shirt. He looked at himself in the mirror, sighing as he looked at the scars on his chest. The self inflicted ones from when he was younger, craving to be something he just.. wasn’t yet. He ran the pad of his finger over one, smiling as he reminded himself that he was who he was today, he was himself. Shaking off the thoughts, Thrax picked up the new shirt and slipped it on. Old habits died hard.. he looked in the mirror again and turned this way and that to examine the shirt on himself. The virus smiled, satisfied with his new item and hummed to himself.

Just as he was about to put his coat back on, he heard the sound of heels stop just inside the room. His eyes widened and he looked over, backing up a bit. He tilted his head a bit.. this was no.. bacteria or cell. This was.. another virus.

Enji’s eyes widened as he looked on and he nearly dropped the pile of clothes he had in his hands as he stared. Another.. Virus? He swallowed, his ectoplasmic ears laying back as he started to back up a bit. Thrax held out a hand, trying to calm the other down. “Wait, wait wait.. I ain’t gonna hurt ya, doll..” he said, the hills of his brows furrowing together. It was.. odd that he was so gentle with this one. If it were any other species, he’d have them incinerated in a touch of his claw. But.. Thrax knew how hard Viruses worked, knew the hardships they faced between hosts.

The sage-green Virus looked on at him and calmed down a bit, his ears perking up some and his tail swaying gently. A tail? Huh.. Must be one of ‘em special breeds.. Thrax thought to himself, standing back up and lowering his hand.

Then it spoke, holding a more male voice, “You.. you’re the one that’s been causing all of this trouble, ain’t you?” He asked, staring incredulously at Thrax. “And ya stealing one of my shirts.” His eyes narrowed then and Thrax’s own widened. He didn’t know what species this was.. he’d never seen one before. Or.. maybe he had, a long, long time ago. Thrax cleared his throat a bit and spoke next.

“It didn’t have no tag on it.. ain’t stealin’ if it ain’t got a barcode, baby.”

The green virus made a bit of a face at the name and he set down the pile of items in his hands, stepping over and making sure his heels sounded menacing. “No tag? My guy, it’s right there.” And he picked it up in his hand and held it up. But since he was closer, the fox-like virus noticed how roughed up Thrax was, how tired he seemed. His expression softened a little bit and he crossed his arms then. “They’ve been hittin’ ya rough, ain’t they?” The sage-green one asked, crossing his arms gently over his chest. Thrax’s eyes widened a bit. This virus knew what it was like to have to high-tail it around a body, make their move before they needed to get out.

Thrax nodded a bit, crossing his own arms. “Yeah. Cells don’t like when viruses stick around too long,” He chuckled. The sage-green one did not smile though. “They don’t like it when you start to shut down a body neither. The hells ya think ya doin’ in here? Frank lives rural, you really think ya gonna survive once the body is dead and gone? Take my advice, kid. Get out while ya can so you can find another host quick.”

Thrax growled a bit at being called a kid. He always hated that shit. His mama always used to say it, and it always had an insult to go before it. His eyes narrowed and he shook his head, not wanting to delve into those memories when he was up against something of his match and he vulnerable. “Nah, I ain’t going nowhere. Not until I make my record,” And then he beamed at the other virus, showing off those dark and jagged teeth. The other virus grimaced a bit before he sighed. “Fine, it’s your funeral man. Also.. how the hell did ya get in here? I didn’t see you come in through the front.”

Thrax smirked some then, his hands moving to his hips rather than being tucked with his arms crossed. “Oh, I came in through the back, baby. Maybe you should keep a better lock on ya doors~”

The sage-green one narrowed its eyes at him. “Maybe you shouldn’t be sneakin’ in places you ain’t supposed to, boy.”

The crimson virus laughed a bit at that and stepped a bit closer. He liked this cat. He wasn’t afraid of him, and that sent a thrilling chill down Thrax’s spine. “My my.. you gotta pretty mouth. Ya certainly know how to run it too, don’t ya?” The other Virus back up a bit, not liking being so close but.. gods the way he smelled. Most cells and germs would find it absolutely abhorrent, but to him.. it was intoxicating. The sage-green one’s ears laid back as his tail flicked, shaking off that thought. “And you know how to be a creep. Now if you don’t want me to get angry and go yell for the cops, I suggest you get out the way you came.”

Thrax snickered a bit and collected his coat. His welcome was obviously gone and he stepped back a bit. “I guess ya right, baby.. it was a gas, but I better get outta here. See ya around- wait.. I didn’t catch ya name, Doll~”

The sage-green one huffed a bit, his arms crossing a bit tighter. “I didn’t give it. But, if you must know, it’s Enji. Enji Foxtail.”

Thrax smiled a bit as he heard the name, it sounded so nice to his ears. He committed the name and the face that went with it to memory, humming in satisfaction. “Right.. well, nice to meet ya, even if it wasn’t under the best circumstances, babe. Name’s Thrax. Remember it, ya might see it in the books one day~” And he was gone, swiftly making his exit through the back door again before heading on down the alleyway. Enji sighed a bit as he watched, unfolding his arms and resting his hands on his hips. “Christ what have you gotten into, Enj..” he cursed at himself, shaking his head.

Then, Enji looked over and noticed the sweater that Thrax had left behind. His eyes widened a bit and he stepped over, picking it up and examining how roughed up it was. He could fix this.. it wasn’t too bad. Then he leaned a bit, holding the sweater up to his muzzle before he inhaled the scent on it. Gods, why was it so intoxicating? Enji growled a bit at himself and folded the sweater up, walking to his office and tucking it away with his bag and then he went to get back to work.

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