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Yah! Got another one done. :D No, I didn't half-ass it. Ok, maybe a pinch. But I won't spoil it for you guys. And now, to keep the legals off my tail...

"Kiwi Cinnamon" and "Vulpeschild" are (c) Vulpeschild

"Meredith" is (c) her player

"350Z" (c) Nissan Motors

All other characters are (c) AC, and any apperances to other characters/fursonas are coincidental.

Gotta be 18 and up, don't plan to use my writing to sue, and/or not be a general pain-in-the-tail to chill. All others should escort themselves out before I get the bouncers.

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Condo 808. The 'Do Not Disturb' was displayed on the door handle as the sound of three furs could be heard laughing behind it. If only any passer-bys could see what was going on with the patrons in the room. They might of thought all three were getting a bit tipsy for a night of fun. If only they knew...

"So then, Kiwi, how you like it here so far?"

The male lion looked over to the two furs on the couch across from him as he laid back on the loveseat, turning his attention to the male raccoon who asked the question. "It's a nice quiet place. But then again, quiet isn't my thing, Hagauji. I thought you knew that."

The raccoon and the female husky on the couch just giggled softly before the coon looked over to the lion. "Please, Kiwi, you know I don't go by my last name anymore. I got out the military business a while ago."

"I know, Chris," the lion returned, rubbing a paw through his blonde head fur. "But that isn't stopping me from doing it. Doesn't matter if Jen is here or not." He gave a soft smirk to the husky in question before continuing. "So when does this whole pool party deal start?"

Jen gave a look to a clock. 7:45PM. "Should start around 8:30. The Maserati's got a few more things to set up on the 11th."

"Well they should just about be do-" Chris started to say before a ringing could be heard. "I'll get that," he finished as he stood and made a move for the phone. He gave a loud 'erf' after a step, being jerked to a halt by the leash on his collar.

"And just where are you going?" Jen smirked out, her paw holding firmly to the other end of the leash attached to the raccoon's collar. "I didn't say you could go."

"Hehe.... sorry, Mistress," Chris chuckled out, feeling her release enough of the leash for him to grab the cordless. He read the Caller ID: 'Maserati, Greg.' He hit the talk button and put the phone to his ear. "Hello, Greg."

Kiwi looked quietly to the two, rubbing a paw on his leg through the jumpsuit he wore. It was about time to wash it again, plus he could use a nice hot shower from the long drive. But those thoughts got diverted as he paid attention to his boarders again. Here they were in the buff and didn't seem to care. The raccoon had a black leather collar wrapped snugly around his neck, equipped with a crimson red leash. He followed the leash back to the firm grasp of the husky, her eyes placed firmly onto the rump of her mate.

Just out of curiosity he peeked over to Chris, his ears flicking to stay aware of the conversation. He looked at the toned belly then to the rather firm butt of his friend, yet the angle gave him one more thing to look at. It happened to be the coon's rather sizable sheath. A rather sizable and somewhat aroused sheath. "Did this guy really get a buzz from being controlled?" the lion asked in his head before being jerked back to reality when he heard Jen ask him something.

"You wanna come or stay here?" Jen asked him, noting the lion had seemed to come out of a busy state.

"What was that now?" Kiwi asked, wondering how he let himself get distracted like that.

"Chris and I are going on a soda run. Seems like someone forgot," she mentioned, looking towards the ceiling lazily. "So are you going to stay here?"

Kiwi thought a moment and gave a nod. "Yes, if you don't mind. I need a shower, like now."

Chris and Jen gave a soft chuckle and nodded, Chris looking back to his mate. "Well we can't go out like this."

Jen nodded. "Go fetch some jeans for us both. And be quick." She let the leash go as she got up, watching him run into the bedroom. She walked to the closet and grabbed a fleece jacket to cover her bare chest. "We have a blue washcloth and towel in the bathroom set aside. Those are for you to use."

"Thanks, Jen. Appreciate it." Kiwi smiled then watched as the coon came in with two pairs of jeans, tossing one to Jen. She caught her pair and slipped them on easily before grabbing the leash again.

"You're driving, pet," Jen chuckled, jingling a set of cars keys she pulled out the jacket. "I'll even be nice and let you drive Zeta."

Chris eyes lit up as he made a pounce for the keys. He loved driving his Cavalier that he built up, but he had a thing for the 350Z Jen had. The husky giggled and pulled the keys out his way and watched as he fell face first onto the couch.

"Bad idea, Pet," she chuckled out, giving a tug to the leash for him to follow. "I think I might drive now."

Chris gave a loud whimper as he got back up and walked behind her. As they left they gave a warm farewell to the lion, closing the door gently. Chris then looked to Jen, a soft smirk on his face. "Should I?"

Jen wondered what he meant, looking down to see one of his paws on the sign. "Do it," she said with a soft giggle. With that, Chris gently flipped the sign to the 'Do Disturb' side, making sure that the door was unlocked before they both scurried for the elevator.

"You know," Jen said between giggles, "I wonder who would take a shot?"

"As soon as they hear your exhaust pull away, they might go for it." Chris gave a soft chuckle after he said that, stepping into the car when the elevator doors opened.

Jen gave a nod, stepping in behind him while gently placing the keys to her car into his paw. "With you driving, it'll be heard loud and clear." She chuckled just as the doors closed, Chris giving a loud yip of approval.

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"Finally," the lion huffed softly, listening to the door close. He needed out this suit and didn't want to do it with others around. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable going around nude, but that he wasn't comfy with being nude around new furs. He got up and headed for the bathroom, undoing the zipper that started just under his neck. He unzipped it down to his waist as he stopped in front the bathroom, bending down to undo the rest of the zipper along his right leg. He carefully stepped out of the suit and left it at the door, looking himself over in the mirror when he got into the bathroom.

"Gods, Kiwi. You've let yourself go a bit." He looked himself over, seeing that his six-pack, as subtle as it was to see in the first place, had resided into his belly more. His chest was still firm and his arms and legs were well toned, made possible from a regular regimen of heavy lifting at his post. He then shifted his gaze more to his sheath and orbs, his sheath actually swollen a bit from staring at the husky. "Gotta admit, Jennifer is hot," he chuckled as he reached for the shower faucets.

As he turned on the water he heard something in his right ear. 'Incoming Video Call. From: VulpesChild.'

"Well well, what have we here?" Kiwi chuckled, hitting the button on the side of his headset. A moment later a screen emerged from the unit and flipped to in front of his right eye, the familiar form of the crimson fox on the screen.

"Evening, Kiwi Cinnamon," the fox spoke firmly. "Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to get me cake."

Kiwi chuckled, giving a firm look to the fox. "Haha, Vulpes. What's going on with you?"

"Not much, man. All's still quiet around here. How do things look on your end?"

Kiwi's ears perked up as he heard a throaty exhaust note pulling out the lot, then scream to life onto the roadways towards the mall. "My roomies have just left on a drink run, so I'm here alone. But seriously, this party might get the best of me."

Vulpes cocked an eyebrow, looking to his side lightly before smirking. "Why you say that, bud?"

"Well..." he started, then chuckled lightly. "There's a clothing optional rule during the party."

"Oh yeah, that'll cover it. That caught me well off guard when I went." The vulpine gave another soft laugh before clearing his throat. "So...you get laid yet?"

Kiwi gave a look that read 'What the fuck?' which caused a hearty laugh from Vulpes. "Catch you off guard there?"

"Vulpes that was sooooo unneeded."

"Yes it was," the fox smirked. "You know it goes against my species for me not to do that."

"Yeah, I know. I take it you're gonna get you some action as well?"

That caused Vulpes to give his own 'What the fuck?' look. "And just why do you think I'll 'get me some action,' as you claim?"

"Easy, bud. Though you might wanna check 5'o clock." He watched as Vulpes turned sideways to look back where Kiwi mentioned. His position allowed both to get a rather clean shot of the vixen coming out of a back room in jeans and a tank top, and what appeared to be a couple wireless controllers in her paws.

"Vulpes, you done yet?" the fem cooed softly, making pretty sure that both of them saw her toned form before playing mock surprise. "Oh hi, Kiwi! How's Highview?"

Kiwi gave a gentle chuckle to the vixen, having an odd feeling about what was going to happen next to his friend. "It's good, Meredith. Uhhh...you look a little bored there."

"Well duh," she said, giving a sly nod towards Vulpes. "Someone won't keep me busy."

"Well I'll be right there, love," Vulpes stammered out, rubbing a paw lightly on his forehead as he turned to block the view of her.

Kiwi just chuckled mockingly before stating, "Oh I do believe I scored one."

"But at least I'm getting la-," the fox started to say before yelping loudly. Kiwi just laughed as he saw Meredith skip back into the room with one less controller in her grasp, and Vulpes holding it as he rubbed his head.

"Man, you just got owned," Kiwi said between chuckles. "You might wanna put some ice on that.

"Yeah, yeah," Vulpes stammered out. He gave a light huff and regained his composure as he fiddled with the controller. "Now you best come back here with one hell of a sex story, else you're in the swamp for a week."

Kiwi gave a firm look, tilting his head slightly. "You know I can't stand the swamp. Last time I worked that station it took me a week to get my fur back to the pure whiteness that it is."

"All the more reason to get laid." Vulpes' ears perked as he heard Meredith calling for him. "I got to go, Kiwi. Till next time?"

The lion gave a nod. "Of course. Cinnamon out." He reached up to his headset, waiting just long enough to see the vulpine turn, as if to leap from the chair into the room. He decided not to play peeping tom, knowing clear well that Vulpes left the monitor on, and shut down his unit.

"I swear. If he wasn't trying to get me laid all the time I'd actually try to get myself some." He chuckled and looked down, his sheath having swollen a bit more. "Then again, I'm not that desperate to get some tail. So I'll manage well."

With that he stood and removed his headset to place it on the counter. He then checked the water temperature, giving a soft purr when he realized that it was perfect. He liked it on the hot and steamy side, the conditions being rather beneficial to keeping his fur a brilliant white. He stepped into the shower and closed the glass door, purring loudly as he felt the water soak his fur instantaneously. He leaned forward and placed his paws against the front wall, letting the water hit the back of his neck and pour down his back. He purred softly, just wanting this to go on, but knew this alone wouldn't get him cleaned up.

He reached back and grabbed the nearest bottle of cleanser, not really caring for the scent as he started to clean his form. He started with his head full of blonde head fur, running his fingers deep into it. Everyone except Vulpes wondered why he cut it like a younger style instead of letting it grow out to the full mane it should be for a lion of 22 years. But then again, when you're 5'4", you'd rather look young.

He continued to wash his form gently yet diligently, making sure not to miss a spot. He hadn't washed his jumpsuit in close to a week. And since he'd been through space from his world to Earth, then driving from the post to Highview, he needed this. He passed his waist and started with his legs, continuing to knead gently.

He finally caved to his eager temptations and reached a lathered paw to his sheath, rubbing it firmly to start to expose his shaft. He normally could just let it out his sheath and let it just sit there, just like he was planning on doing now. All 9" of his leonine cock exposed and pulsing in front of him. It was begging to be touched by the skillful paw the lion had, but it would be denied, as it normally would be. He sighed lightly and watched as it gave up and retreated to his sheath. He knew he might get some action here. It was almost guaranteed during this week. But alas, he knew he had to find the right someone, even if it was just a one-night stand.

He rinsed off before shutting off the shower, shaking his form of the excess water before opening the glass of the shower. Just then his ears perked, the sound of a floorboard creaking under someone's hind paw. He grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his body before silently moving to the door, ready to pounce as soon as he rounded the corner.

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Elise was in the stairwell when she heard the loud exhaust note of Zeta roar into the night. She had a feeling that she could sneak in on the lion. That was all pending on if he was still there or not. She'd find out soon enough, since she only had to go down two flights of stairs.

She bailed out onto the 8th floor, looking around for any sign that he might be in the hall. "Coast is clear," she whispered, moving quietly towards '808.' When she got to the door, she noted the 'Do Disturb' sign was flipped up. "Great. One of them might still be home." She would of given up, but thought it another way. If one were there, she'd be able to at least meet him. Get started with her plan to get him in the sack. She took in a breath and opened the door, slowly walking in.

When she got in she heard some talking coming from the bathroom and the sound of running water, with no signs of Chris or Jen anywhere. "Just where in the hell could he be?" she asked herself, slowly walking towards the bathroom. She stopped midstride, going into a crouch when she could see him in the decorative mirror across from the bathroom door. She could see him pulling off a headset and stepping into the shower, closing the glass door behind him.

As the glass started to fog she got bold and snuck in, looking over the lion's form through the glass. What got to her was the fact that he looked so young. No mane, short in height, and extremely cute. And he just was made more handsome with his fur matted down by the water and covered in cleanser. Elise had a slight turn-on for the softly toned furs, and he was no exception. But it was when she looked down to what he was looking that she almost gasped out.

"Oh gods, it's so big!" she screamed in her head. Unable to take her eyes off the blood red lionhood between his legs. Just how someone so small was endowed with something so large was beyond her. She wanted to take it now as it started to reside into his sheath unattended to. She sighed lightly and started out, knowing she needed to make a proper entrance if she wa-

Ccrreeeeaaaakkk!

"Fuck," she said to herself, having stepped on the loose floorboard. Not too long after the water stopped. She knew she had to get out now before someone spotted her. She started for the door but was pushed before she got close. She ran into the door and started to panic, giving a yelp when she felt another form on her back.

"Who are you and what the hell you doing in here?" the voice growled out, water dripping from its form and soaking into her clothes.

She started to stammer her words, managing to form a sentence after a moment. "Elise Finas. I live two floors up and I just wanted to say hello to Chris' friend."

The form's voice had calmed a small amount, still staying firm. "Well then Elise, it would of worked better if you had knocked."

"Well the 'Do Disturb' sign was showing..."

The form let the otter go before chucking to itself. "Great, Chris must have done it. I swear everyone is trying to get me laid." He turned to walk to the couch, leaving Elise dumbfounded to what just happened. She turned to see it was the lion himself, a towel wrapped around his waist.

She walked over to him, rubbing her shoulder lightly from the grab. "Yeah...looks like it backfired on me. Hehe..." She walked over and plopped down on the loveseat, running a paw through her black head fur. "I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Elise."

Kiwi gave a soft nod along with a bow. "I'm Kiwi Cinnamon, and it's a pleasure to meet you." He gave a soft smile before going to the couch, reaching into a duffle bag~ "So Elise? What exactly brought you in here?"

"Well I hoped I could get..." she started to say, having to clear her mind from blurting out her true intentions. "...Get a chance to meet you. Chris brings a lot of friends in around this time, and you're a new one."

Kiwi gave a soft nod, continuing to ruffle through his bag. "Yeah, I'm the new one. My comrade was supposed to come this year. I do believe you remember Vulpes, right?"

Elise looked up at the mention of the name, remembering the vulpine easily. He was so goofy by nature yet laid back at the same time. And probably the only one who didn't get yiffed last year. "Yes, I remember him. Nice guy."

The lion gave a nod before pulling out a set of blue jeans. "Among other things. So tell me Elise. What you think this party is going to be like?"

"If it's not to pure chaos, then pretty exciting."

"Odds of an orgy?"

"How big of an orgy?"

Kiwi blinked lightly, looking back to the otter. "Just what are you trying to pull?" he thought to himself, though something else clicked in his mind. She was an otter. And he loved otters as a species. Just something about the natural grace they possessed in the water. Or maybe it was the fact that his first yiff was with an otter. He couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Or what she had just said. "Huh?"

"I don't really know," she said again. "I'm not one for orgies, Kiwi. Threesomes at best." She then looked over to him, just wondering why he asked something like that. She looked down towards him as he had pulled on his jeans beneath his towel. She then watched him toss it back towards the bathroom, this time her gaze going back to his jeans. What caught her attention was the fact that she could see the outline of his sheath. Were the jeans that tight on him, or was he getting aroused again? She had let herself get distracted and was dragged back as she felt a buzzing in her pocket.

"Someone get a phone call?" Kiwi chuckled, looking towards the otter.

"No," she said, pulling out her cell. "The alarm is going off. Set it for about 3 minutes before we're suppose to go topside."

The lion chuckled softly, looking to the clock to confirm her statement. 8:27 PM. "Yeah, it is about that time." He smiled lightly and looked back to her. He stood slowly, offering a paw to the otter. "Shall we?"

Elise looked at the paw offered to her, giving a soft smile to him. She took it and looked gently to his eyes, not really minding the fact of the scar the seemed to jump over his left eye. She giggled to herself, leaving Kiwi a bit confused before they headed out of the room towards the stairwell.

As they entered the stairwell they saw a small exodus of furs heading up towards the roof, Elise not able to spot out anyone familiar. Until she looked down a flight and saw the forms of a raccoon and a husky, carefully carrying a couple of foam coolers in their paws. "Hey you too. Couldn't you have used the elevator for all that gear?"

"Not really," Chris huffed out, stopping at the landing between the 7th and 8th floors to catch his breath. "The elevator was packed, so we figured it be faster to just climb the stairs."

"And I see that you meet Kiwi," Jen said, placing the cooler down on the landing. "I do hope you didn't try anything funny, if you catch my drift..."

Elise scoffed lightly in mock disgust. "Me? Try anything funny with a guy I just met?"

"Do I need to remind you what happened when my brother came to town?"

"Do I need to mention that he was drunk?"

"And so were you, if I remember right."

Kiwi chuckled, moving down to pick up the cooler the husky had. "Ladies...if you don't mind bickering later, we have a party to get to." He chuckled lightly and continued up the stairs, Chris not too far behind him.

Elise was about to head up when she was stopped by Jen, the husky giving a firm look to her. "Ok, here's the deal. I know you wanna have a little fun with our guests. I truly don't mind that. But..." Her look lighted up, a soft smile replacing the stern demeanor. "But could you at least have wild sex in your place? It took a week to get the scent of your efforts with Hugo out that room."

Elise chuckled lightly and gave a nod. "Alright. He comes to my place if I convince him to." With that she gave a nod and hurried up the remaining flights, the husky not too far behind her.

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"You got to be careful with Elise, Kiwi," Chris grunted out, having just a small problem with the cooler. "She's one horny little otter. Last time we had someone over in our place, we had to buy a new set of sheets, if you catch my drift."

Kiwi chuckled lightly as they made it to the landing of the 10th floor. "I'll be sure to try. But you know of my natural weakness for the aquatics."

"Yeah I know. I think I'm the one who introduced you to the little otter you hooked up with."

"After Vulpes gave you the idea."

"Oh hush, Cinnamon."

"Make me, Hagauji." Kiwi chuckled when the coon gave a wince at his last name, opening the door when they reached the 11th floor. The lion gave a soft gasp and almost dropped the cooler when he got a look around on the level. The first thing that hit him was the smell. Barbeque burgers, hot dogs and ribs filled the air like a summertime potpourri. Furs of most of the common species, along with a few not so often seen, were milling around in various levels of dress and undress. Kiwi took a look, and at a rough guess and put the number between 125 and 150 furs. Chris made a nod towards a table next to the pool and headed that way. As they walked the lion realized that the pool lacked the smell of chlorine in the water, showing good care and a real strong filtration system.

They slid the coolers under one of the tables just in time for the raccoon to get hugged by a tigress. "Hey, thanks for the invite, cousin."

"Not a problem, Nel," he chuckled as he hugged her back. "I do hope you keep yourself out of trouble, alright?"

"What? You think just because I'm a shifter I'll stay in trouble?" she giggled and gave him a poke before running off, chatting with a random bunny.

Kiwi cocked an eyebrow before looking back to Chris. "Did she say she was a shifter?"

"Yes, yes shi did, Kiwi," Chris chuckled. "So obviously, shi's not a cousin by blood."

"No comment," the lion chuckled out before a shrill whistle could be heard over the crowd. All the furs soon quieted down, the only sounds being heard would be the last of the pool patrons surfacing and the sizzling of the meats on the grill. All heads were turned to face the lupine at the far end of the roof.

"Attention everyone," he said, loud enough to make sure everyone could hear him. "For those of you who know me, I want to welcome you back. And for those who don't, I'm Greg Maserati, landlord of the Highview Complex. I do believe we all know the ground rules, seeing as at least two-thirds of you are with a certain raccoon."

Suddenly, Chris stood on a table, looking over the crowd. "That's because we all know!" he shouted out.

"That 'Haga' has got the flow!" yelled out about half the crowd, it soon followed with various cheers, howls, barks and yells. Greg just shook his head in amusement, realizing that his guess wasn't that far off.

"Your numbers looks a little small this year, Chris," he shouted out once the group calmed down.

"Well I didn't get as many free invites this year. What you expect?"

"Yeah yeah..." the lupine chuckled, looking back to the crowd. "Well just a reminder then. You must have on at least a bathing suit when on the main floor and in the workout room. Yiffing, though strongly advised not to, is allowed in the gym. Just clean up after yourself. Any other questions?"

Greg looked over the crowd, not seeing any paws rose into the air. "One last thing...everyone here is at least 18, right? We don't want the police involved on this."

"I turn 18 in about three hours!" a male voice rang out.

"Well Happy Birthday to you, then," Greg chuckled out, giving a wink to a near-by chipmunk. "Since that shouldn't be a problem..." He took in a deep breath before bellowing out strongly, "Then let the Party...BEGIN!!!"

Kiwi almost had to cover his ears to block out the roar of the group, the roof coming to life again with the declaration of the weeklong event to start. "This is going to be one helluva week," he thought to himself, looking over towards the pool. He saw Elise talking with a dolphin and an orca; the otter forming a firm smile on her face. "And I just might have a shot of making it through this with a bit of fun as well." He gave a chuckle to himself before catching a soda that someone tossed to him. He popped the top and hug close to Chris, starting to mingle with the crowd as the party went into full swing.