Twelve: The Fennec

"Would you believe it, apparently some asshole trained a kit to shimmy into the air vents and rob the safes inside the store whilst the boss was on a break. Of course, the boss turns up and just wants to know how a lost kid got in his office? Apparently, it was some little fox or coyote... ugh, how come those animals are always causing trouble, they're worse than the rats, weasels and raccoons!" Fangmeyer scoffed as she sat in the cafeteria with Wolford and Delgato, groaning about the current case she and Delgato had just cleared up working with Grizzoli. At first it had been complaints that Grizzoli had been lazy on the job, till Delgato had started teasing the wolf's size in comparison, to actually talking about the details. "Then the fox gets picked up by a social worker that's also a fox and insists they deal with it themselves and the coyote in charge gets himself properly booked in... though no one knows where the money went!"

"Yeah it's frustrating to say the least... I was really uncomfortable around the kid too, he looked really ill and had big black eyes around his face so I was worried that he was suffering at him. He also didn't speak and just stayed whimpering half the time. He was rally scared of me and I was startled. But something about him also stank of cigarettes and alcohol, I'm glad the social services heard and got to us quickly. I guess they were already on file." The big lion grumbled softly, and Wolford found himself almost biting around his spoon as he enjoyed his dessert. He had a very, very bad feeling that he might know what was going on and where the money was and he was concerned. But it was not just because of the money or the crime, but what kind of animals had they gotten involved with?

"So, did you call up social services for a follow-up?" Wolford questioned, suddenly worrying that there was going to be some real hassle from the chief if this kind of thing slipped through. But, with there being a new election for mayor and too much to deal with regarding policing the rallies, the junior officers were stuck picking up the pieces on the streets and there were gaps the criminals could see. It was more than likely that Chief Bogo was preparing to butter up both candidates to look well on the police rather than getting the job done for petty things like this. But Delgato insisted they called up on the number given and things were all fine with the kid back with his mother in her home, but Wolford sighed. "Well... I've been doing well Pennington, she can feel someone speeding on the highways before we even see it!"

"That's Francine... she can sense it through infrasound, its pretty amazing because she can even tell the tyre type, number of passengers and size of the vehicle so you know what your going to get! It's a pretty easy shift with her." The tigress chuckled in amusement as she looked at Wolford's beaming face, glad that he was working with someone he could trust rather than someone that might be unkind to him like either of the Grizzoli's or even Snarlov who was not very good with wolves anyway. There were a couple of other wolves on the team that she would have expected him to hang out with, but both wolf and tiger were feeling awkward as Delgato grinned.

"I was surprised that Officer Biggs was making a move on you in the gym earlier... I mean, Kayla was really thinking that she had a chance with you but like... you told her you were gay right?" The lion scoffed in amusement, discussing one of the elder officers that had graduated a year ahead of Grizzoli, she was a dark brown cover all over but with a striking cream muzzle and sometimes she made a face as if she was a terrified pup, but it was actually kind of cute. However, Fangmeyer made a point quickly about Bogo's policy of not saying it unless needed and suddenly Delgato's face dropped and he looked concerned. "But like... the academy knew you were so... that just doesn't seem right at all? I mean... okay I was an ass about it for a while... but then I got a shock when my beloved aunt told me she was gay with a zebra she'd been running a gym with for years... now that's a controversial relationship!"

"Its rather amusing to see the enlightened Delgato, but don't worry too much you didn't do anything wrong in thinking it should be normal. But I told Kayla that I was in a long-term relationship so it didn't need to come out and she was good about it. But uh... you seemed relieved to hear it, have you got an interest in her?" Wolford smiled, teasing softly as the lion suddenly looked a little surprise and thought about how he thought she was cute. But when he made a grunt that his uncle told him not to mix work and romance, the three of them chuckled together gently but Wolford was still a little uncomfortable with the thought of what he'd been up to lately and then he heaved a sigh of relief. "I'm glad I've got the weekend and two extra days off after this though, I'd rather be out of the way for these debates..."

"I see..." Fangmeyer had a funny feeling when Wolford said that, somehow no one else had managed to get Monday or Tuesday off aside from him because it was the day the mayoral candidates were visiting the precent. Everyone had been issued an e-mail warning them to be on their best and yet, if Wolford was being kept away from it, the tigress worried that maybe they were trying to avoid a scandal or worse, the police to lose a bit of its macho image by having a gay officer. She did not want to say it aloud, but Delgato seemed to be thinking something was odd about it before he gave a sudden yawn and then rubbed at his cheeks, slapping himself to wake up just a bit before giving a smirk.

"Anyway... I bet you've got a hot date lined up for the weekend with Gary, right? I've got a hot date too... though admittedly it was set up by my mum with one of her bridge friend's daughters but... a date's a date. You going to be boring this weekend Priti?" The lion teased in amusement, sticking out his tongue to the tigress he knew would be in all weekend looking after her family. However, Priti just insisted she had the whole weekend at her cousin's wedding and it was going to be loud, beautiful and brilliant! The lion looked aghast, almost regretting his entire assumption before Wolford gave a soft groan of frustration and then Delgato gave a gasp. "No way... you're not going out with Gary?"

"I don't know... lately everything has been a bit up in the air but, we were going to try something with the phone." Wolford lied, though he guessed Gary would probably ask for it again. They'd tried some 'sex-texting' last weekend but it had ended up that it was too weird to write and not fun to read and phoning had been better. Wolford though was still feeling oddly uncomfortable over the whole affair and he was not sure that he could really do it again and get no satisfaction. As much as he would love to talk to his companions upon the matter and maybe get some tips from Rabid Dog, lately things had been getting a little interesting with the Fennec fox and... this latest knowledge of their case, made Wolford a little curious about it all. "But I'll see what happens... I think I might just go stay at one of those nice Tundra-Town Log Cabins and experience a bit of wolf ancestry."

"Oooh... sounds like someone's trying to make a good impression... or are you just trying to be a bit more of an 'alpha', hey omega?" Grizzoli suddenly appeared from nowhere and was suddenly leering down over Wolford with a sneer of amusement. Wolford's ears went back and his tail tucked, his backside and his ankle seemed to throb with the memory of that humiliation and yet Delgato and Fangmeyer were swift to stand up, big and bold for him. Grizzoli's tail wagged and he put on a more 'dog' expression to insist he was being playful before he beckoned them to hurry up so that they could get on with the rest of their work. The trio watched him leave and suddenly, the lion hooked an arm around Wolford and buried his face within the soft brown mane as Wolford's tail whipped about in concern and Fangemeyer giggled.

"Don't listen to that jerk... we all know what went down between you both... just because he's got no sense of loyalty! We know you're the best wolf here, Wolford." The lion growled, cuddling into the wolf as Wolford seemed to disappear within the fur as his tail wagged in appreciation. It was hard to believe that in academy, Delgato had been very unkind to Wolford let alone uneasy about him and his situation, until Wolford had proven himself. It had been a startling shift but he was thankful too of the matter as he was glad to have this kind of friendship, but then Priti gave a soft groan of frustration.

"I don't like the way he is with you... but at least those two days you won't have to deal with him." The tigress stated, she knew something had happened, it had to have happened because the pair had no been the same since their patrol together. She'd also noticed the swollen ankle Wolford had been trying to blame on something else for a long while and then come up with an embarrassing story that she knew was not real. She was worried about him, even more so lately because she could tell that Wolford was good at lying, but his foot would still lift whenever he was lying and today there was a lot of lies being shared. "Anyway... if you need anything give us a call, but you'd better book that cabin tonight or it will be gone!"

"I will... who knows, maybe Gary will be lucky enough to get time off to go there with me." Wolford stated, making them nod their heads in agreement and hope for the same kind of luck. But in truth, Wolford was hoping that a different animal might be able to come and visit him this weekend.

The cabin had been booked and Wolford had taken the train to Tundra Town and was picking up the keys and the supplies needed for a long weekend in a log cabin. The beavers at the office were very friendly and eager to give him good ideas on how to spend his time, even suggesting ice fishing and building an igloo for fun. Wolford was thankful of their 'constructive' advice but more eager to get on with acting like a wolf and having runs and stalks night and day. He was looking forward to the wild time, but as he was stepping out of the supermarket and loading up his sled, which he was going to drag up to the cabin, there was a commotion down the road.

Wolford automatically stopped and looked to the situation, ears swivelling and eyes looking about in search of the local police officers. There was no one present and as he looked, he was in the fishing area and here was apparently the turf of Mr Big, someone that was assumed a gangster but generally could be trusted to keep the peace if he was left alone. Wolford did not like to idea of accepting the presence of such a figure, but as he watched up ahead, a gang of foxes were bolting from a casino, bags of money in their arms and hollering that they had not cheated and been playing by the rules. Polar bears were rushing after them, insisting they'd cheated the place by counting cards, but Wolford just grimaced... he did not know who to trust in this matter but as some of the fleeing foxes turned his way, Wolford reacted automatically.

He lifted up the fabric on his sled, moving his head gently and offering the smaller animals to leap on the back and hide. Most of the foxes were in hoodies, galloping over and leaping in whilst the ones with the visible money on hand were being chased. One polar bear turned down to where Wolford was, a huge being with a visible sneer and a look that said he broke bones and marched over. He clearly felt that a sleek looking wolf staring around the place in confusion was suspicious and so he stepped right up to him and yet Wolford quickly took over and flashed his badge from inside his coat pocket with a soft smile.

"Excuse me sir, I'm Officer Wolford, I may be off duty but you seem to be having a problem here and I'm willing to assist you if you wish it." Wolford stated but the polar bear slammed his muzzle to the canine's, snarling furiously to make the wolf shrink, only Wolford did not pull back as much. He did not growl either as the polar bear made it clear that he didn't need one of the 'dogs' sticking their nose in where it was not needed. He was not rude so much as just aggressive in his statement and Wolford just listened and did not react at all, watching the polar bear turn and leave to try and catch up with its companions. Wolford watched and waited for the bear to depart and then grabbed his sled, pulling it on to the next street and the road up towards the cabin before freezing and then turning towards the sled, lifting up the fabric. "You should head out now and hurry off... I won't say anything but stay out of trouble, alright?"

The foxes all seemed as delicate and small as pups, but Wolford never saw them in such a manner and instead he looked at them with an anxious sensation in his loins and a twitching in his backside. None of them really wanted to show their face, but he noticed they were a mix of Arctic foxes in different fur stags and one red fox. They thanked him and ran for it, but he could tell from a familiar scent as he dropped the fabric back down that the red fox had been familiar to him and come with the edge of Finnick in his scent... Nick! Wolford wondered how far the van was if the little fox had come with him or not. But with a sigh, Wolford decided that it was better to leave such things to fate as he hoisted up the straps onto the harness he was wearing over his coat and then began to pull the sled onwards.

The roads were slick, icy but swift to move on and the process was thrilling, Wolford's tail remained up and his ear forward as he felt muscles coming alive for the first time in a while. He was smiling as he panted, thinking about his youth and how he and his three brothers had helped their dad pull a sled about one snowy Christmas under dad's instructions. He recalled when he slipped and went face-first into the snow, how his dad had hooked him straight up, ruffled his fur and then insisted he could run at the front and his big brothers could push. Treasured memories made it go by quickly as he reached the road to his cabin, pulled himself in and then unlocked the cabin, sliding the sled in with a smile and then stepping to the air condensed heater, turning it on as he smiled and then closed the door tightly, locking it up and taking off his coats before he turned to the sled and peeled the sheet back only to gasp.

"Hey Big Daddy, going on holiday without telling me huh?" The deep commanding voice of the small Fennec fox filled the room and Wolford found his legs turning to jelly and the world fading back. He fainted onto the sofa for a moment and the small fox couldn't stop cackling in utter joy for having made the best prank in a long time as he hopped off the sled. With a soft hum he went to the window, opened it, scooping up some snow and quickly threw it into Wolford's face to make him jump back to reality. He sat up as Finnick then pulled out his cigarettes, lit one and then leant against the window to ensure it aired out as Wolford was on his knees with his tail lifted right up and to the side, practically presenting himself as Finnick grinned. "That shit with the bears was dicey, we had to go in together or they would have suspected something... dumb bears though were too distracted by the card table to see me doing what I was doing... it was rather amusing to say the least... can't believe one of my friends was able to actually win the blackjack without cheating!"

"You're some damn lucky foxes... I assume you put the money with Nick and only have your portion on hand? Heh... they were chasing the non-criminal foxes. Damn it Finnick, you little horror... and I've got the feeling you were up to something recently and pretending to be some coyote's son too?" Wolford questioned as he straightened up and looked towards the grinning and smoking figure. He was grinning in amusement at the wolf's assumption and quickly stated if he said nothing, neither of them would get into trouble. Wolford groaned in frustration before Finnick then stated he'd banged the coyote's sister and the job had been to keep his skin, with made the wolf snort in amusement before he then stepped over to the sled and began to take off the items. "Well... I'm here till Tuesday morning so... if you want to stick around and have some fun, you're welcome to."

"Sounds good... I don't meet up with my next girl till tomorrow evening so... I can chill out here. You gonna cook for me... daddy?" Finnick grunted before turning his head to the side, looking coy and wiggling his backside and his tail in amusement. They chuckled as they looked at each other before Wolford nodded his head and pulled out the groceries from the sled, not expecting Finnick to help despite how useful it would have been. With a soft hum Wolford packed everything away and then turned on the coffee maker, insisting he would make the fox a mug as the figure grunted and then finished his cigarette, stumping it out on snow and then flicking it out into the snow beyond. With a grunt he'd skipped into the kitchen to see what Wolford was doing and then insisted he was going to look at the premium channels, Wolford did not deny him.

It was oddly pleasant to have the sensation that he had a boyfriend to cook for, no matter how stupid that idea could have been. Wolford could not help but take this situation as it was and that, for a brief time at least, he could live out his fantasy of a foxy boyfriend! The daddy kink was not usually part of his fantasy, but having such a tiny and adorable creature penetrate him and give him what he wanted... he loved it! Was he a slut for foxes? Yes... Wolford could not deny he was a slut for foxes like Finnick and that was just how it was for him and these charismatic, rough, bad guys and it was probably because of Victor.

Wolford made a decent stew and called Finnick out to the table to eat, ignoring the rather irritation rap music that the Fennec had turned onto and was bobbing his head to. He gave a grunt of surprise as he was being beckoned forward, but he hopped over to eat away eagerly and messily. Wolford chuckled as he ate with him, enjoying his meal too as they ate away and then Wolford picked up a hanky and gently wiped Finnick's muzzle clean as he grinned in amusement to get this kind of fuss. Wolford then cleaned up the place and he went to sort out the bedroom and make sure everything else was packed away as Finnick turned onto some action movies and was cackling at the rushed graphics or pathetic story lines.

Wolford went to the bedroom and lay on the big double bed, the covers were soft and sumptuous, they felt great and he almost did not want to think of dirtying these sheets if it was not so good looking. But for some reason, as Wolford lounged upon the bed he was quick to pull out the lube and some condoms... he had a bad feeling that he would need to get the fox to cover himself just in case he'd picked up something from the coyote. Wolford grimaced, he'd developed his father's coyote distrust and he shook his head as he stepped out to the living room of the cabin and watched Finnick scratch at himself a little too keenly. Wolford grimaced, he would make him take a good bath and with a sigh, Wolford lounged over the back of the sofa with a wag of his tail.

"I'm going to have a good scrub up in the shower... did you want to join me?" Wolford sighed with a loving expression as Finnick was channel flicking and turned on to the adult channels. He had stopped on a channel where a cute looking golden retriever was showing off things and beckoning callers to hurry to reach a certain amount so they could get some good content. She kept stretching her legs and grabbing the G-string, tugging it up so a pierced clitoris was obvious probing out against the fabric and Finnick seemed locked upon the scene as Wolford pulled his ears back. "Finnick... daddy doesn't think you should be watching these programs, you should at least have a good fur-wash... do you want daddy to wash you?"

Finnick's huge ears pinged, he pulled his arm over the back of the sofa and turned his head back, a lollipop having gotten into his mouth as he stared at Wolford in seeming frustration. He gave a soft wheeze of frustration as he eyed the bigger canine up and considered whether he wanted to be interrupted now that he was watching something interesting and hoping to see the bitch on the screen get a good dicking. But at the same time, he was eager to play as he turned around to face the television again, just as the amount was seemingly reached and suddenly the bitch had a vibrator and was enjoying herself as his tail was wagging in eagerness. He was eager to ignore the wolf and see how he'd reacted as Wolford looked at the female and felt nothing but revulsion, but he had an idea of what was wanted.

Wolford stepped around, insisting he was going to count to three and Finnick had to turn the television off and have a wash. Finnick just groaned and then spat out the lollipop onto the wooden floor and Wolford put it in the bin. He stood up in front of the television, blocking it so that Finnick couldn't see anything and so the fox teased wickedly that he wasn't feeling like it! With a chuckle, Wolford flicked the switch on the back of the television, sat down on the sofa and then hoisted Finnick up as he growled at him before laying him over his lap and then yanking his pants down as Finnick gave a sudden bleat.

"I'm afraid if you don't listen to daddy... you get spanked." Wolford growled gently, only to hear Finnick chuckle and dare him to do what he thought to do. It made Wolford grin and lick his lips before pulling Finnick's tail back, yanking his clothes right off and then started to clap him firmly! The sound echoed around the cabin, adding a delicious dimension to it that had Finnick groaning in pleasure as he was smacked steadily as that pale backside began to turn hotter and pinker and he could feel Finnick's cock straining out of the sheath as he moaned and sighed in total pleasure. "You've been extremely naughty... I don't even know if a spanking's going to cover it... daddy's going to have to scrub you clean!"

Wolford grinned in amusement, licking his lips and clapping his paw even louder against Finnick's backside as the fox gave a grunt for him to hit harder. His tail lifted up even more and he gave a groan of pleasure, sticking his pert little backside right up so that Wolford's big paw clapped louder and made sure both cheeks got an even spreading of pink. Finnick dropped a paw to his groin, gently rubbing at his erect form with a groan of pleasure as Wolford chuckled and began to clap harder and harder before he then aimed for the tailhole that was already slightly puckering. When Wolford noticed it looking so enticing and interesting, he pulled his paw up, licking his paw pad and then clapping his tailhole firmly, getting a wet smacking sound as well as making it burn just a tad more and making Finnick give a sudden yelp of shock.

"Such a bad boy... doing such sneaky things with your damn friends... you're very naughty!" Wolford grinned, almost licking his lips as he continued clap over the tailhole, making Finnick yelp and groan in both pain and pleasure. He was hurrying to rub at himself, to get to a climax and Wolford could see that puckering hole beckoning for more contact! Wolford continued to clap it steadily, hearing the sharp intakes of breath, the grunts and groans as Finnick continued on his rubbing and then Wolford stopped clapping him and hoisted him up as Finnick gave a yelp of confusion, why'd he'd stop? "Silly puppy... you're not to play with yourself and look... how dirty are you?"

His cock was large and thick, glistening with precum and the knot already free of the sheath and Finnick was looking curiously nervous. His backside was pinging with the pain of the spanking but it had been pleasurable all the same and he still wanted to jerk himself off. He was startled though as Wolford then opened his mouth and dared the pup to make his 'daddy' dirty too. Finnick was permitted to sit up on the sofa as Wolford knelt down in front of him, mouth drooling with hunger as his tail lifted once more in a receptive way at the fox gave a throaty, deep guffaw before standing up and then suddenly grasping himself firmly, aiming at the wolf's face and then rubbing himself briskly.

The more he rubbed the tighter and closer it was feeling, all good sensations mixing with the slight pain and the hungry grin that was upon Wolford's face was perfect. Finnick couldn't believe how good it looked knowing he was going to mess up this wolf's face, that this wolf wanted it, that it was daring him to do such a thing! It made Finnick drool and gasp sharply as he rubbed firmly and then he pulled his ears back, licking his lips and groaning softly as he then jerked himself right to the end. He gave a sudden grunt, something that was almost a hiccup as he then splashed his cum right over Wolford's face and into his mouth as Wolford gave a gasp and then licked his lips.

"Such a dirty... naughty boy... daddy's going to have to clean you up good then teach you a lesson..." Wolford beamed as he continued to lick the cum from his face as far as his tongue stretched. Then he paused, pressing his face to Finnick's groin and taking in his cock, suckling lovingly onto his cock whilst his face was still smeared in cum. Finnick gave a groan of utter delight, groaning at how good daddy was at cleaning. Wolford sucked in deep, pulling him erect and leading him into an oral tie. Finnick gave a soft swear of disbelief but pleasure to think that he'd be able to do this with a being so big and he gave a soft groan into Wolford's ear.

"Fuck... none of my girls do as many things for me as you do... is there nothing you won't let me do to you?" Finnick cackled as he felt Wolford's sucking making his hips rock. He had to lean back, slowly lowering himself into a sitting position with his little legs akimbo as he sniggered to himself. This would have been funny, if Nick had a brain he could have followed on and taken a photo to use as blackmail. Not only would it have proven Wolford was doing naughty things but if he cut out Finnick's head... size and stature wise, Finnick might look a little too young for fellatio! It made Finnick cackle even more before pinching his lips and giving a soft 'ooh' sound of pleasure to feel Wolford's sucking motions lure out the knot before his lips pinched squarely around the bulb. "Eeeh... I'm going to be drained in one night... fuuck..."

Wolford was aware, but he hoped that they could have just a tad more fun and then a good long sleep together, snuggled in that lovely looking bed! He hadn't really snuggled with a fox before till morning, with Artem it had always been the need to keep secretive or there had been the sleeping bags and with all other incidents he'd not been able to stick around. Besides, he really wanted to have a good relationship with Finnick, even if it was not official, not normal and totally counted a cheating, he could not ignore this being!

"Fuck! God I'm gonna start cumming... why's your mouth so fucking good?" Finnick growled as Wolford sucked hungrily down on the length, pinching and squeezing with his lips as precum splashed into the back of his long muzzle. Finnick strained forward, suddenly grasping hold of Wolford's sharp ears that were covered in dried cum and he yanked the being's head forward, smothering him within his groin as Finnick gasped and howled as he started to cum rapidly into Wolford's mouth. The wolf automatically began to gulp and swallow, letting it fill his mouth before he opened his wet, sticky jaw to take a breath before looping his tongue around the cock and sucking and swallowing more cum with a messy snort as Finnick continued to moan and twitch a foot in pleasure.

Wolford continued to swallow, his tongue rolling and cleaning the cum from his gums and his lips finishing squeezing out the knot. It was not a very big knot because he'd already rushed to cum before but, it was enough for Wolford to grin and moan at the strong taste and scent of the fox's cum in his throat. As the drips faded and Finnick flopped back with a low wheeze of thanks, Wolford's tongue rolled around his cock as he opened his mouth and made sure to clean his companion up. Then, seeing the little fox almost close to passing out, he chuckled and grinned down at him almost malevolently.

"I did say that you weren't done with just a little play like this. Don't worry though, daddy's gonna make you all clean." Wolford beamed as he removed the rest of Finnick's clothes, taking them straight to the washing machine and stripping off his own. He could tell from the strong masculine scent that the Fennec did not regularly wash his clothes and wore the same things over again, probably because the van could only hold onto a few clothes, so he hoped cleaning it would help out. Then Wolford came back, hooking up Finnick into his arms, lifting him up like a child as the fox groaned but let himself be taken to the bathroom. Here, Wolford prepped a big steaming bath, climbed in and hoisted Finnick in to sit within his lap.

Both groaned in relief the water was warm and sumptuous to feel teasing through their fur and down to their skin. Finnick gave a snort of amusement as he slouched back, slapping his head to Wolford's belly before teasing he could feel the wolf was still excited. Wolford stuck his tongue out, he was going to say nothing, but he grasped a sponge and added body lotion, suddenly pressing it to Finnick as the fox growled and scoffed in humour. He was not keen of someone else scrubbing him, but when it was done teasingly at first he could see that Wolford was trying to have a bit of fun over his daddy kink. But when Wolford's paws moved to his back, soon Finnick was groaning and sighing in pleasure as his back was gently kneaded, rubbed and massaged by the motions of the wolf, the warm water making him loose all tension as he panted in pleasure.

Wolford continued to rub the fox's back before gently stroking down his tail, his limbs and then rubbing around his ears as Finnick gave a wheeze of relief, dropping the big objects back so they could be touched and rubbed at gently. Wolford soothed the fox's body and then gently beckoned him to close his eyes as he wiped his face clean and then the pair pulled apart. Finnick was so small and the pool so deep that he was bobbing on the surface and he stretched out, arm akimbo to float about as Wolford dove his face under the water and scrubbed the dry cum hurriedly from his face. He pulled his head up with a gentle shake and then gently scrubbed at his body before Finnick spun about and paddled over before standing on Wolford's thighs to make him grunt.

"So come on... play with your ass right now... I wanna see what it looks like." The fox requested casually and Wolford was startled, but he knew he'd have to prepare a little in here and so he knelt and turned around, his backside right in the air and his tail lifted. Finnick chuckled at the sight of the tight backside and the tighter hole with that neat set of balls barely squeeze between the thighs. Wolford stretched a paw back, pulling his tenders more between his legs so that Finnick only had to look at the hole and the fox gave a soft smirk of amusement as he watched a digit then plunge easily into the tight hole and start to pump. He pumped back and forth, adding another finger as he gave low moans of pleasure before hen stretching to show how he could open himself, dipping his fingers in the warm water to try and make it slicker and look wetter. Finnick gave a snort of amusement to see it, startled how wide such a tight hole could get and then how quickly it would shrink back down. He could hardly believe that even he could fit inside there, let alone a full grown wolf that Wolford had apparently been going out with. "Does it hurt?"

"Not really, I always make sure to keep it a bit loose... but lately it does hurt if it's done too roughly and I can't relax." Wolford stated calmly, but the idea of a fox watching him was making his cock strain out and his whole body shiver in excitement. He could only think of how it reminded him so much of how Vic had beckoned him to do such a thing, to be seen by another fox was exhilarating and Wolford couldn't stop panting as he played with himself for him. Finnick the gave a sift snort, grasped Wolford's hips and, just was the wolf pulled a paw away to see what the fox was doing, he gave a gasp of shock and grasped the edge of the bath... Finnick had climbed onto him and penetrated him! "NOT SO ROUGH!"

"Can't help it... you shouldn't entice me..." Finnick growled, clapping a paw to Wolford's hip as he felt that widened passage suddenly sucking in tightly around Finnick's form, as if it could mould itself to suit the smaller form. Wolford groaned in pleasure, he'd been desperate for such a reaction but it had come a little too quickly and he had to grit his teeth gently as his body relaxed around the intrusion before he began to feel the warmth, the heat and the stretching pressing to his perfect points and filling him with pleasure as Finnick began to thrust steadily, water mingling to make the motions slicker and Wolford began to pant heavily as Finnick continued to thrust into him with a lick of his lips. "This water... it makes it really easy... kinda more fun... let your voice out."

Wolford gave a louder whine, the more he was able to let his voice out, the more he seemed to be able to feel more from the little fox using the waves in the water from Wolford's splashing to move himself in more easily. It was pleasurable, even the odd sensation of the warm water getting it felt good and his cock was out and dipping in the luxury of the bath and ready to blow for each wave. Wolford moaned louder, his tongue hanging out as he sucked in air, gasping just as loud, Finnick was growling and whining. The little fox was wheezing in delight as he felt that body squeezing about him tightly, rolling, slipping and tightening with his motions to try and hold him but to push too, the sensations slippery, wet and good!

Finnick doubted he'd get a tie going on this round, but in the heat and after exertions already, his tongue was hanging out and he was groaning as he continued to pump himself into Wolford as firmly as he could. The harder he hit, the deeper he went and the more he rubbed the ecstatic points as Wolford moaned and sighed lovingly to feel him going further. Finnick grit his teeth tightly, almost drooling as he continued to rock back and forth until he gripped Wolford tightly and then gave a soft groan of pleasure as he slapped himself inside once more with a thin spit of cum as he gave a soft sigh of relief just as Wolford reached his own end and he gave a low howl of pleasure that was suddenly echoed out!

Finnick pulled himself out into the water, almost cackling to see Wolford gripping hold of the side of the bath as he looked foolish, howling out uncontrollably as the thin line of cum slipped out, diluted with the bath water. Wolford stopped howling and kept still, shuddering and moaning as he them came into the bath, feeling the item slipping out and he continued to shudder and growl softly before he dumped back into the water with an embarrassed look. Finnick though had already hopped out and grabbed the hair dryer, grinning towards Wolford with a sudden lick to his own nose.

"You gonna help me dry up now daddy... or did I teach daddy a lesson this time?"