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“Ye know games like this ain’t quite my style Gator”
Monty looked up at the Fox as he polished off the head of a club “that’s exactly why I’m teaching ya, Captain”
Foxy didn’t look interested.
Honestly he was surprised Foxy had even agreed when he’d shown up to his ship offering a game of golf.
In fact Foxy had opened the cabin door and just stared at him like he’d grown an extra head while the Gator spewed off on a tangent about how fun a quick game of golf would be.
But he’d agreed, pulled on his loose pirate shirt, and followed Monty across the building with his hands shove in his pocket.
“It’s easy, you’ll get the hang of it and if ya don’t I’ll be sure to teach ya all my skills” the Gator was grinning, chest puffed out in pride and Foxy couldn’t stop his tail from swaying gently as he walked over.
“right then, ain’t my fault if yer club gets broken or somethin”
Monty was excited, going through the movements of showing Foxy how to stand and swing the club.
“ha- I’m talkin too much ain’t I- c’mere Captain you try, yeah?”
Monty moved to the side to let Foxy step up and take hold of the club.
His form was awful, his hands were too far apart and he kept stopping to blow hair from his face.
He looked beautiful though.
Monty had never seen someone so awful at golf be so breathtaking while failing.
The ball missed terribly- right into the pond.
Foxy’s temper showed itself them, his growled, throwing the club aside and stepping away.
“What point be there in me learnin how ta play yer game anyway, not gonna help me perform no better”
Monty grinned, head tilted to the side as he watched Foxy pout and huff.
Cute.
Monty walked over, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a hair tie.
“Don’t go getting worked up Captain, lemme help ya”
He carefully brushed back the hair falling in front of Foxy’s eye and gave him a soft grin.
“it’ll help if you can see better” he said, using his claws to gently comb a bit of Foxy’s hair back and tug it into a ponytail at the back of his head.
Tying it off, he spent another moment brushing through the long bits that hung over the Fox’s shoulders until he caught Foxy’s golden eye glancing at him and a taunting grin on his face.
“If ye wanna fall in love Gator just say so”
Foxy’s voice was low and teasing and Monty growled playfully in return.
“shut up, Fox. Now c’mere and lemme show ya how to actually play”
The captain grinned but walked over, taking hold of the club that Monty held out and lowering it need the ball.
“Okay if yer gonna tell me what to do ye better get to it.”
Monty hummed, and stepped close and pressing against the Fox.
“let me show you”
His hands carefully brushed down the length of Foxy’s arms until they hovered over his hands, gently holding them and shifting them to be positioned correctly .
“ya can’t have your hands so far apart, ya won’t have enough stability on the club and the ball’s gonna go flying. As for your feet”
He gently nudged Foxy’s legs apart, causing the Fox to stumble back into his chest a little with a sharp gasp.
Monty’s chuckle tickled Foxy’s ear and it twitched.
“there, that’s a better stance for ya…now when you swing-“ he held Foxy’s hands and gently started to move the club with him, helping to twist his body with each practice.
“stay loose but focused, okay? Let this-“
thump, thump,thump
That’s when he noticed it-
The steady thumping of something soft hitting something hard.
thump thump thump thump thump thump
It got faster and that’s when he felt it.
Glancing down his mouth opened in a wide grin.
Foxy’s tail was wagging like crazy, thumping against Monty's leg. Either Foxy didn’t notice it was doing that or he was pretending not to because he was staring down at the golf club so intensely, Monty could’ve guessed he’d powered off or something.
“You doin’ okay captain? Seem distracted by somethin” He hummed, leaning his head down to gently nudge his snout against the side of Foxy’s
“Doin’ just fine, but I can’t quite swing the club with yer tail curlin round my waist like that”
Monty jumped back so quick he nearly toppled over a trash can.
Foxy’s laughter filled the area, holding an arm around his stomach as he doubled over. “Ye should see the look on yer face, Gator! Lookin like ye just got caught in bed with a mistress!”
Monty growled softly and crossed his arms over his chest “Whatever just hit the ball, Fox”
Foxy spared him one last grin before turning back to the course.
He held the club just like Monty told him, swinging and walking the ball sail and carefully roll into the hole.
“Aye, not bad for an old Fox huh?”
Monty hummed and chuckled, leaning forward and grinning at the other “Took ya havin to be all pressed up on me to learn how to play? Maybe it’s you who’s lookin to fall in love, captain”
Foxy arched a brow at him and dropped the club, walking over and grabbing Monty by his bottom jaw, fingers hooked inside his mouth causing Monty to hold it open so he wouldn’t accidentally bite off Foxy’s fingers or something.
“Yer the one who came knockin on my door in the wee early hours of the mornin askin me to come play with ye” Foxy removed his fingers, letting Monty’s jaws close and instead pressed the end of his muzzle into Monty’s.
“Why don’t ya just kiss me if you’re gonna be that close to my mouth, Fox”
Foxy seemed a little taken back by that, golden eye shining brighter for a moment as a deep purr rumbled from his chest. “Ye want me to kiss ye?”
“What if I said yes?”
“I may be a dirty pirate but I be a gentleman too, I ain’t kissin ye unless ye ask”
Monty let out a little rumble from his own chest.
“Then go-ahead captain, kiss me”
Foxy’s mouth opened in a wild grin, showing off the glint of his golden canines but only for a moment. Next thing Monty knew, Foxy was holding his face and pulling their mouths into a deep kiss.
Maybe Monty should ask him to play late-night golf more often...