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Gideon Grey looked out the window of the train in awe and wonder as it entered the perimeter of Zootopia, seeing a multitude of sights in just the last few minutes of the ride the simple country fox never thought he'd see in a lifetime. The chubby vulpine grabbed his bag as the car came to a stop in it's station and he stepped off, trying to take everything in and rubbing the sore neck that'd been bothering him lately. A big, toothy smile creased the reformed bully's round features as a familiar voice, the voice of Judy Hopps, one-time victim of his past violent tendencies and currently one of the top officers of the ZPD, called out his name excitedly. The bunny came, still dressed in her officer's blues, darting through the crowd and embraced him in a surprisingly tight hug, blind to the bemused looks cast upon the mismatched pair.

"Oh it's so good to again, Gideon," she exclaimed, "how was the trip?"

Chuckling, Gideon returned the warm hug, "S'good ta see ya too, Judy. Weren't too bad, had plenty o' new things ta look at, 'specially as we was pullin' in here."

"Yeah, Zootopia really is something, isn't it," she replied, breaking the embrace and began leading him to the exit.

"It's somethin' alright, ain't shore if it's quite fer me."

"I know it can be alittle overwhelming at first, but I'm sure you'll be the king of this town just about the time you head back home!"

"Well that reasurrin' Judes, thanks," he said as they stepped out of the train station proper and into the parking lot. He gave a whistle of admiration as they walked up to an official ZPD car. "Wow, never rode in tha front'a one'a these bad boys!"

"A day of firsts for you, huh Gid?"

AhI suppose it is," he said, settling into the passenger seat and rubbing his neck again.

She revved the engine and pulled carefully into afternoon traffic. "So are you ready for your big proposal tomorrow," she asked.

The proposal in question was an attempt by Gideon to find partners to help him expand his burgeoning bakery empire by opening a new store within the massive metropolis. His plan was to show up in town the day before so there was almost no way he could be late, and Judy was nice enough to offer her apartment so he wouldn't have to pay for a hotel. She'd even suggested he stay tomorrow night as well so he could have a little more time to explore the city, and that was an offer he couldn't turn down!

"Oh geez," he said, twiddling his chunky fingers like he always did when nervous, "Ah reckon Ah'm as ready as Ah'll ever be."

"Relax, I'm sure everything will work out great!"

"Ah sure hope so, Judy," he said, rubbing his neck again.

The bunny next to him must have seen pain on his face as she wasted no time in asking, "Is your neck ok, Gid? I can't help but notice you've been rubbing it alot."

"Hmm? Oh it ain't nothin' ta worry 'bout, jus' been sore fer a couple days. Must be tha stress of preppin' fer tha meetin' tamarra'."

"Well that's no good, can't have you going to such an important meeting all sore and hurting," she said concerned. "I have an idea! We have all afternoon, how about I try to set you up for a massage?"

"Massage? Ah don't know 'bout all that, Judy."

"Why not, I think it'll really help. I can set you up with my regular guy!"

"Ya have a reg'lar masseuse?"

"You bet I do," she said almost defensively, "this job can be killer on the legs and feet."

"Ah guess that makes sense. Ok, Ah'll do it."

"Great," she said, "I'll call and make an appoint met for you when we get to my place. I really think you're going to enjoy yourself, Allen has magic hands.....and he's cute, too!"

Gideon's ears lowered, the already-nervous fox made even more so by that comment. "Great, now Ah gotta worry 'bout gettin' too excited durin' the whole thing!" ************************************************************************** Gideon sat in the waiting room of the spa, nervously twiddling his chunky fingers, feeling very out of place in the cool, quiet room decorated with bamboo and tranquil landscape prints on the walls. He picked up one of the magazines from the small table next to him and began reading a fluff piece about pop star Gazelle, trying to take his mind off of having to lay naked on a table in front of a complete stranger in just a few minutes and failing. His stomach tied itself into knots every time his thought process took him back to it.

"Mr. Grey?"

The shy fox almost jumped out of his chair upon hearing his name cut through the quiet of the room. He looked up and was momentarily stunned by the speaker. Judy had said he was cute, but she was wrong. The arctic wolf standing there in black pants and muscle shirt, his ice-blue eyes friendly and honest, was downright gorgeous! From his multi-pierced ears, to his muscular arms, to the slight pudge of his tummy, to his broad paws, he was just Gideon's type.

"T-that's me," he said, standing up from his seat.

The wolf smiled a warm, comforting smile and held out one large paw, "I'm Allan, I'll be doing your massage today."

Gideon shook the offered paw and gave a sheepish smile of his own, "Pleasure ta meet ya, Sir."

"You too, it's a real pleasure meeting one of Miss Hopps' friends. Just follow me back," he said. He lead the fox down a short hall and into a small room on the left that was painted a soft blue and contained a massage table and chair.

"So," Allan said, "what are we working on today? Anything specific giving you any trouble?"

"Welp, ma neck's been botherin' me fer a few days, all stiff'n whatnot."

"I see, mind if I feel for myself?"

"N-naw, go right ahead."

Allan reached behind the fox and gently palpated the muscles of his neck, causing him to shiver slightly and goosebumps to pop up on his flesh.

"OK, I think I have a pretty good idea of what's going on. I'll just go ahead an step out of the room. you can get undressed and get under the sheets face down for me and I'll be right back in just a moment."

With that Gideon found himself alone in the room. He slowly slid the red suspenders holding his khakis shorts up with and pulled his black polo shirt up over his head, eventually ending up in just his white briefs, his chubby body on display. He slid under the sheets and laid on his round belly, settling his face in the face rest. Just a few minutes later a soft knock on the door sounded out.

"Ah'm ready fer ya," he called out and heard the door open and close. ******************************************************************************* Gideon couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so calm and relaxed. Every muscle was thoroughly kneaded and worked, the wolf finding knots and sore places the fox didn't even know he had. He'd felt so relaxed and the presence of the wolf so calming, in fact, he found himself speaking much more than he normally would, telling him all about his bakery and the meeting that had brought him to town. He actually felt disappointment when Allan said the hour was up instead of the apprehension he originally felt.

"Dang that went fast," he said sleepily. "Judy was right, ya got them magic hands, Ah feel fantastic!"

"Well thank you, Mr. Grey," he said humbly, "you're really too kind. I'll just go ahead and step out again, you can get dressed and I'll meet you back up front, OK?"

"Ya got it, Sir."

The door opened and closed --the fox glancing over see he could watch the wolf's perky round ass-- and Gideon was alone in the room again. He stretched luxuriously and slowly stood from the table, taking his time putting his cloths back on. Once fully clothed again he opened the door and walked back up to the front where Allan was already standing with a paper cup of water. He smiled that beautiful smile again upon seeing the chubby fox coming towards him.

"How do you feel," he asked, holding the water out to him.

"Ah feel incredible! Ain't felt this good since Ah was a kit! Thank ya so much fer squeezin' me inta yer schedule."

"It was no problem, anything for Miss Hopps. Now I know you said you're only in town for a couple days, but I'd like to give you my card anyway. I have a feeling that meeting of your's is going to go very well so I imagine you'll find yourself out this way a little more often."

"Ah well thank ya fer sayin' so," Gideon said, taking the business card from the outstretched white paw, "Ah certainly hope so. An' thanks again."

"No problem, Sir. Enjoy the rest of your day," he said, shaking the fox's hand once more before turning and walking back down the hall.

Gideon stepped out of the quiet spa back into the hustle and bustle of the massive metropolis and found Judy already waiting for him in her police cruiser.

"Well, how was it," she questioned through the open window of the car.

"Better'n ya'd made it out ta be," he replied, opening the door and climbing in, "Ah feel like Ah could run a marathon or sumthin'!"

"Ha! I told you, didn't I? That's the lesson of the day, always listen to Judy!"

He chuckled throatily and absentmindedly took the wolf's card out of the pocket he'd stuffed it into as they headed back to her apartment. The card had his full name --Allen Packard-- and the number of the spa printed on top of a picture of grey river stones. He flipped it over to the back for no particular reason and felt his heart leap up into his throat. He must've made some sort of noise because Judy was giving him an odd look.

"Is something wrong, Gid," she asked, not liking the oddly frightened look on his face. He wordlessly handed her the card and set about furiously twiddling his fingers again. She waited until they pulled up in front of her building and was safely parked before reading the note written hastily on the back.

'I would never normally do this, but I think you're really cute and I got the feeling you think the same of me. If you find yourself with some free time in the next couple of days, give me a call. My number is below. --Allen'

"YES," she said excitedly after a short pause, " I KNEW you two would hit it off!"

"W-w-what?! Ya thought this might happen?"

"Of course I did! He and I've gotten pretty close since I started seeing him and I found out he played for your team and you're pretty much exactly his type."

Gideon covered his face with his hands, embarrassed. Judy was one of only three people he felt he could trust enough to come out of the closet to and he was partially regretting that decision now. Partially. The other part of him wanted to give her a big kiss, get down on his knees, and thank her til the sun went down. He felt her small hands gently grip his wrists and he allowed her to pull his pudgy mitts away from his face. Her purple eyes stared into his dark blue ones.

"Come on now," she said reassuringly, practically feeling the anxiety rolling off him in waves, "there's no reason to be scared. You liked him, didn't you?"

"Course Ah did, but Judy Ah ain't never done this sorta thing afore! What should Ah do?"

"Call him! What's the worst that can happen, huh? You go out with him once and decide it doesn't work, that's it, no big deal. And think about the best outcome! This could be something really special."

He closed his eyes and sighed deeply. "Yer right, Ah should call. Ya think Ah should do it now, or would that jus' make me look desperate and sad?" "I would recommend waiting until morning."

"OK, then that's what Ah'll do, Ah'll call him in tha morning and set things up with'im. Ah swear, Hopps, being yer friend is a real roller coaster ride."

"And you wouldn't have it any other way," she said smiling.

"Naw, Ah don't suppose Ah would," he replied, smiling back. ******************************************************************************** "Ya can do this, Grey, he's just a reg'lar person, nothin' ta be scared of."

Gideon stood in front of the bathroom mirror, trying to talk himself up to hit the 'Call' button on his phone and speak to Allan. He'd spent the better part of the last hour that morning trying to come up with something clever or suave to say, but everything he thought of sounded like a cheesy pick-up line to his black-tipped ears. He checked the time and realized he only had a couple hours before his meeting and he really didn't want to wait until after to call, so he took a deep breath and finally hit the button, holding the phone up and nervously drumming his free hand on the edge of the sink.

"Hello," a voice said after four rings.

"H-hi, Allan? It's Gideon Grey."

"Oh, Gideon, hi! Good morning, how you doing?"

"Doin' good, thank ya. You?"

"Can't complain."

"Good, good," the chubby fox said. He took another deep breath and said, "So, Ah'm callin' 'bout yer note. Ah ain't got nothin' goin' this evenin', if ya'd like ta go see a movie or somethin'."

"I'd love to! Have you seen The ConFURing yet?"

"Can't say Ah have."

"Well then it's settled," Allan said happily. "Now let me think, my last appointment should end around 6:00, and I'd need to swing back by my place to change and get a quick shower, so I can come pick you up maybe a little after 7:30. Sound good?"

"Yeah, sounds fine."

"Great, I'll see you then! Oh, and one more time, good luck in your meeting, I'm sure you'll be great!"

Gideon felt himself blush again as he ran his fingers through the longer, deeper rust-colored fur on the top of his head. "Thank ya, Allan."

They said their goodbyes and hung up, Gideon's heart feeling like it was on the verge of exploding it was beating so fast. He took another look into the mirror and gave the outfit he'd picked for the meeting, navy blue button-up shirt tucked into khakis pants, an approving nod and stepped out into the main living area where Judy was sitting reading what he assumed was some case file.

"So did you finally work up the courage to call," she asked without even looking up.

"Yep, Ah got me a date tanight!"

"Well congratulations, Gid, I'm proud of you!"

"Thanks," he said chuckling. "Ah'm still mighty nervous 'bout it though. Never been on a real date."

"Don't be nervous, just be your own sweet self. He clearly likes you already, so just relax. And hey, Nick and I will be at a stakeout all night, so if things go well you have a spot to come and REALLY get to know each other!"

"Judy! Ah barely know tha guy!"

"Hehe, we'll see!" **************************************************************************** Gideon stood under the shower head with his eyes closed, savoring the feeling of the steamy-hot water pouring down his rounded body. His meeting, which he felt had gone fairly well despite a few nervous flubs, had ended a couple hours ago and he wanted to be squeaky-clean and fresh for his very first date. Even though that was still two more hours away, the portly fox wanted to thoroughly brush out his fur beforehand. 'Tha tail alone'll take a good long while,' he thought to himself as he massaged his favorite strawberry-scented shampoo into his orange and white fur. His hands traveled down over his ample belly and he began slowly soaping up his bright red member and white-furred balls, moaning as he imagined it was Allan touching him.

"Gideon Grey, what on Earth d'ya think yer doin'," he said aloud to himself, taking his hands away from his genitals embarrassed over his lack of control. "What would Allan think if'n he knew ya was molestin' yerself thinkin' 'bout him?"

He quickly rinsed the fragrant soap from his fur and dried himself, then set about the task of grooming. Once everything was smooth and silky he applied gel to the longer hair on the top of his head and brushed his sharp, pearly teeth. He stepped out into the bedroom and began slipping into his favorite outfit; a blue-and-white checkered short-sleeve button-up with white undershirt and well-fitting dark blue jeans with cuffs at the bottom held up with a pair of red suspenders. He checked himself in the mirror again and made the decision, since he was feeling flirtier than usual, to ditch the undershirt and let his chest fur stick out of his other shirt, the blue of which was a perfect match for his eyes. He gave himself one more looking-over and, satisfied with what he was seeing, checked the time on his phone, startled to find it was almost time.

"Dang, took longer than Ah thought it would," he said to the empty apartment, Judy having already left for her stakeout.

He sat on the couch and pulled up the FurBook app on his phone to pass the rest of the time. He'd just finished updating his bakery's page when his got a text notification from Allan.

'Hey just pulling up'--Allan

'Ok on my way down'--Gideon

He walked out of Judy's apartment and, making sure he had her spare key in his pocket first, locked the door before making his way down the four flights of stairs. By the time he'd reached the bottom his fingers were twiddling like mad once more with nerves. He took another of his deep, cleansing breaths before stepping out onto the busy sidewalk to see the Arctic wolf, looking great in black pants and a form-fitting light green polo, leaning against his car a few spaces down from the front of the building. He smiled that warm, comforting smile of his as the portly fox strolled over and took him up in a hug that made Gideon's knees feel shaky.

"Good to see you again! How was your day," he asked releasing the baker before his spine could turn completely into Jell-o.

"Good thanks, how 'bout yers?"

"Can't complain, but honestly that last appointment couldn't get here early enough." He opened the passenger side door and stood aside to let the fox in.

"Ah hear that. An' ain't we gennelmanly, openin' doors an' whatnot," Gideon said cheekily as he settled himself into the comfy bucket seat of the car.

"Gentleman on the streets, beast in the sheets, that's my motto."

Gideon almost chocked on his own tongue, but thankfully his sputtering attempt at a witty comeback was cut short by Allan closing the door right after his racy remark. The fox felt a certain tightening in his jeans thinking about the implications of his statement while the wolf walked around to the driver's side but managed to suppress it as he slid in next to him.

"So, you looking forward to the movie," the white-furred lupine asked as the ignition revved and they pulled into traffic.

"Welp, Ah like scary stuff but ta be honest it tends ta get ta me. Ah'll prolly spend tha whole time hidin' ma face against ya."

"Heh, don't worry, I'll protect you."

Gideon smiled and shyly dropped his eyes to his lap, "Thanks."

"Don't mention it. How did your meeting go?"

"Purty good, purty good. Coulda been better, Ah got a little flustered a couple'a times, but they should be gettin' back ta me tamarraw so Ah guess we'll find out."

Allan set a strong hand on the fox's shoulder and said, "I'm sure it went great. If your food is half as good as Judy says they'd have to be crazy not to take you up on your proposal."

"Well ain't ya jus' as sweet as a pawful'a blueberries!"

"I try."

They spent the rest of the short drive chatting about their respective jobs, mostly focusing on Allan's chosen career as Gideon was fascinated by it, before pulling into the theater parking lot. The wolf bought their tickets and, once inside, their drinks and snacks, and they quickly found their seats.

Practically from the opening titles Gideon fulfilled his promise of being terrified, terrified enough to bury his face against the white wolf's chest in fact, for the duration of the film, and to his credit Allan kept up his promise by keeping a protective arm wrapped around his shoulders. The fox didn't mind however, it gave him ample time to full inhale and enjoy his date's scent. His silky, luxurious fur smelled like apples and honey, with a very faint hint --so faint any mammal that didn't have a canine's keen sense of smell would never notice it-- of sweat underneath. He actually hated when the movie was finally over, not for the sake of the film but because he could no longer stay snuggled up against Allan.

"I thought it was pretty good," Allan said as they stepped back out into the crisp night air after the movie, "certainly not the best movie I've ever seen, but pretty good."

"Welp, tha parts of it Ah saw were good, but that had ta be one'a tha scariest things Ah ever seen."

"There were some pretty decent scares in it, certainly." The wolf fluffed his shirt out and sighed.

"Y'OK?"

"Hmm, oh yeah I'm fine, just a little warm."

"Really? Ah'm actually feelin' downright chilly," Gideon said.

"Well, I am an ARCTIC wolf, you know."

"That's true, didn't think 'bout that." He happened to glance to his right and noticed a Pinkbeary's half a block down. He pointed and said, "How 'bout we get somethin' ta cool ya down a bit, ma treat."

"That's a great idea!"

They made the quick walk and entered the brightly lit storefront. Gideon payed for the frozen yogurt, Allan choosing strawberry with blueberries on top while the fox picked regular vanilla with some chopped pistachios, and they sat down at the only white plastic table still open. As they ate the topic of conversation came around to their mutual friend Judy.

"So ya said Judy'd told ya 'bout me afore, what kinda thangs did she have ta say?"

"Well, she told me all about the way you were as a kid."

"Oh," he said, eyes and ears lowered in shame.

Allan rested a comforting hand on Gideon's hand and gently squeezed it, "And she went on to tell me how you'd changed into the sweetest, kindest, most caring guy she knows."

"Really," he asked, looking up, "she said that?"

"She did, and I must say I'm inclined to agree with her."

"R-really?"

"Sure! Not only that, but you're hot AND you can cook, so you pretty much tick all of my boxes."

Gideon rubbed at one fluffy-furred cheek with the hand that currently wasn't being held, giggling at the wolf's sweet remarks like a kid.

"That's tha nicest thing anyone's ever said ta me, thank ya. Ya tick ma boxes too."

"Well I'm certainly glad to hear that, sweetheart!"

They finished their yogurt, holding hands the entire time, the shy fox not caring about any looks aimed in their direction from the other patrons, and as they were leaving he could overhear a few of them commenting about the cute couple they made.

They walked back to the car, Gideon by this point fully at ease around the studly wolf, chatting all the way back to the apartment building. Allan found a spot right in front of the main door and shifted into Park.

"I had a really wonderful time with you tonight, Gideon," he said, maneuvering around in his seat so he was facing the portly fox.

"Ah did too."

They leaned towards one another and hugged.

"So, w-wouldjer maybe, like ta come up fer a b-bit," the fox asked nervously, fingers twiddling furiously.

Allan smiled, "I'd like that."

They exited the car and began the four story walk up to Judy's apartment, both of them feeling nervous about what may happen. In fact, it was the first time all night there was an air of quiet between them. Gideon had a small moment of internal panic when he couldn't find the spare key in his pocket, but quickly realized he'd just reached into the wrong one. He quickly corrected his mistake and fished the key from the correct pocket, unlocking the door and leading the way in, turning on a light as he went.

"So this is where the renowned Officer Hopps resides, huh? Pretty nice."

"Yep, not too bad. She said this'ns bigger than the room she had when she first moved here. Can Ah get ya a drink?"

"Just regular old water would be nice."

"Sure thang," Gideon said, stepping over to the kitchenette, "ya can just take a seat over on tha couch."

He brought two glasses of ice-cold water over to the couch, turning the thermostat down a few degrees so the Arctic wolf seated there would be a bit more comfortable, and gingerly sat down before handing one of them to Allen. They made awkward small talk for a bit, neither really knowing how to proceed, until a look in the wolf's eye indicated he'd come up with an opening.

"I never thought to ask, how's your neck doing today?"

"Purty good, not near as bad as yesterday, thanks."

Allan consisered him for a moment, then asked, "Do you mind if I give it check just to make sure."

"S-sure."

The wolf gently placed his hand on the back of Gideon's neck and lightly rubbed, sending shivers of pleasure down the fox's spine. He tried with all his might and willpower, but he couldn't stop the moan that escaped his lips.

"That feel good, baby?"

"Incredible," Gideon said drowsily, his eyes closed. Allan set his water glass on a side table and slid a little closer so he could scratch and rub right behind both of the fox's pointy ears. He opened his eyes just a little and noticed how close the buff wolf had gotten. The former bully decided to take a chance and just go for it and leaned forward suddenly until their lips met. Allan, surprised at first, quickly recovered and began kissing back passionately, his hands sliding down to loosely grip the fluffy side's of Gideon's face.

Their bodies melted into one another as their tongues wrestled for position in their mouths. Gideon settled his hands on the wolf's shoulders, allowing himself to fully enjoy his body, the curves and firmness of his muscles. Things were going wonderfully, Gideon's own pudgy body feeling simultaneously like it was floating and on fire, when Allan's hand began lightly sliding up the inside of his thigh and his shy nervousness crashed back into him mind like a brick. He broke up the steamy make-out session and sat back, hugging himself tightly.

"Is something wrong," Allan asked, panting a little.

"Look, afore anythin' happens, ya need ta know somethin'. Ah ain't...um, ain't n-never really d-done this afore."

"Gideon, are you telling me you're a virgin?"

The fox cringed visibly at hearing the word spoken allowed, then nodded sadly, ending the nod with his head down and his eyes riveted on his lap. Allan placed a hand under his chin and gently lifted unit they were eye to eye. Gideon was surprised to a small smile on the wolf's lips.

"Sweetheart, that's ok. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Ah know, Ah'm jus'...kinda...scared, Ah guess."

"Look, your comfort is my top priority here. I don't want you to feel any pressure, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"It ain't a question of wantin' it, Ah really want to, Ah guess Ah'm just worried 'bout disappointin' ya."

Allan kissed the fox's wet black nose, "I don't think there's any way you could possibly disappoint me. How about we get back to what we were doing and we'll see what happens, and if you want to stop at any time just say so, I promise I won't be upset or anything."

"O-OK. Yer a really good kisser."

"You too, baby," Allan replied, then pressed his lips back against the fox's, things getting hot and heavy again in a very short amount of time, the only sounds in the room were muffled moans and wet slurping. Gideon's hard cock pressed against the rough material of his jeans as the wolf lightly nibbled on first his lower lip then down the side of his thick neck. His short claws raked the lupine's white-furred back through his shirt as the sensitive skin where his neck and shoulder met was pinched gently between sharp teeth. The fox felt his shirt being unbuttoned as his neck was teased and nibbled, so he slid his red suspenders down to allow the article of clothing to be spread open fully.

Allan spread the checkered shirt open wide, fully exposing the fox's soft round tummy and chest. He loved the way the white fur that started under his chin and down his throat perfectly framed them before disappearing down into the waistband of his pants. He gently pushed Gideon back until he was laying against the arm of the couch and kissed his chest. He tenderly stroked and squeezed his pink nipples, laying his head against the fox's neck so he could enjoy the deep throaty moans emanating from him. He closed his eyes and released a few 'murr's of his own as chubby vulpine paws found their way under his shirt and scratched his back.

The wolf leaned back up and pulled his shirt up and over his head, getting an approving whistle from Gideon.

"Golly, ya look even better'n Ah thought," he exclaimed, his eyes greedily taking in his muscular form and the very slight pudge around his middle.

"You're really too kind, Gid," Allan replied before leaned back down towards him.

"Naw, Ah'm jus' bein' honest." He wanted to say more, but the wolf's tongue making contact with his sensitive left nip quickly drove all thought from his head and replaced it with desire and burning lust. He gripped the back of Allan's head firmly as teeth gently nipped and sucked the fleshy nub, his own orange-furred head thrown back in indescribable pleasure. Gideon didn't know it, but he was grinding his engorged, fabric-encased against the lupine's belly. Of course, that wasn't to say it went unnoticed.

"A little eager, are we," he asked chuckling, taking his maw away from the fox's chest.

He smiled and pointed down when met with a confused look from the fox.

Gideon smiled a sheepish smile, blushing furiously. "Ah guess so. What can Ah say, ya bring it out in me."

He moaned loudly as Allan rubbed his cock through the material of his jeans. "Mmm, I can see that, baby."

He continued to rub his crotch through the denim, the fox practically squealing, until he saw a very noticeable wet spot -precut, he assumed- on the dark fabric. His nimble fingers quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the problematic jeans, pulling them and Gideon's briefs down far enough to fully expose his thick, juicy, 6-inch bright red cock. He closed his eyes as he brought his face close in and inhaled his scent, thick with musk but with a hint of his strawberry shampoo still discernible. The vulpine's hands shot up and gripped the arm of the couch firmly as Allan dropped to his knees in front of the piece of furniture and slowly dragged his tongue from the base of his sweaty, salty-tasting member to the very tip.

Allan was just about to take all of the fox's meat into his maw when Gideon stopped him.

"Something wrong, baby," he asked, looking up at the portly fox.

"Naw naw, Ah jus', maybe," he starting, pausing for a moment to gather his courage before continuing, "Ah think it's a good time ta move this inta tha bedroom, maybe?"

A wide grin spread across the wolf's face, "I think you're right, sweetheart!"

Allan sprang to his feet and took hold of Gideon's hands, helping him up. The fox took the lead, walking into the room first and turning on a bedside lamp, casting a soft yellowish light on the sparingly-decorated walls. They took one anther into their arms and their lips found each other again; as Allan took to nibbling the fox's black ear tips Gideon's hands traveled down his chest and tummy to his waistband, fumbling a bit as he tried to unbutton his pants. He eventually succeeded and pulled them down past his knees, exposing his own 7-inch rock hard cock.

The wolf kicked his pants the rest of the way off and took to fully undressing Gideon, pulling his shirt and jeans off the rest of the way so they stood their naked together. Allan gently pushed the chubby vulpine onto the bed, allowing him a little bit of time to scoot up until he was fully on longways before climbing on top of him, their cocks rubbing together as they kissed. He began sliding down, kissing, licking and nibbling the fox's body as he went, passing his neck, chest and round belly. Gideon's arms found themselves behind his head expecting to feel his lips wrap around his erect member, but instead the wolf went right by his pelvic region and instead he felt Allan plant wet kisses and nibbles down his inner thighs.

Gideon's entire nervous system felt like it was on fire, every stroke of Allan's fingertips and every brush of his lips making the fox see stars, even as he continued to move further down his legs past his knees to his calves. The portly vulpine gasped loudly as he felt a wet tongue on the sole of his foot, followed by a distant shiver up his spine and a soft giggle.

"I kind of have a thing for paws," Allan said, gently rubbing his thumb around under the fox's toes, "I hope this isn't weirding you out."

Gideon would never admit it, but he often went out of his way to take extra good care of his paws, doing everything he could to keep them tender and supple but without really ever knowing why he did it. Now he knew why; having his paws worshiped felt incredible!

He giggled again as the wolf's tongue passed over another ticklish spot, "Welp, Ah reckon Ah got a thang fer paws too, 'cause this feels great!"

He moaned deeply as Allan lovingly sucked each of his six thick, sausage-like toes one at a time. Gideon glanced over to his left and noticed the wolf's wide paws were up beside his head, their bodies parallel to one another on the bed. Suddenly he was curious to know if it felt this good to have his toes sucked, what would it feel like to suck someone else's. It was the white-furred mammal's turn to gasp and moan deeply as the fox took one of his toes into his hot maw.

Allan lightly skittered his dull claws against the fox's sensitive sole as he sucked, forcing Gideon to laugh heartily around the thick wolf toe in his mouth.

"A little ticklish are we," he asked playfully, watching the chubby toes in front of him wiggle.

"Heheheheheheheh more thahahahahahan a lihihihihihihiddle," he said, laughing but still dutifully keeping his feet still as opposed to pulling them away like he instinctively wanted to do. However, as much as he wanted to, he found it impossible to stay that way when Allan began gently tickling both paws at once, rolling up on his side and pulling his knees to his chest still giggling.

"Too much, baby?"

"A liddle," he said with a big smile on his face, still giggly.

Allan reached up and gingerly rubbed his feet, soothing the tingling sensations. Once he was suitably relaxed again, he grabbed the fox's ankles and pulled until he was on his back and his legs were nice and straightened out. He placed his hands firmly on Gideon's thighs right above his knees and caressed his way up the meaty appendages. He leaned down and slowly took every inch of the former bully's erect member in one go, the intense sensations enough to force the fox's eyes to roll back and throw his head back in exquisite pleasure.

The wolf's own eyes were closed as the scent and taste of Gideon's neither region obliterated his senses, every pulse of precum slipping down his throat drawing muffled moans from him, the overwhelming flavor of sweat and mild bitterness causing an ache deep down within him. His tailhole burned. He wanted, he needed the vulpine inside him. He let the bright red erection slip from his hot, wet maw and maneuvered until he was straddling the fox's wide waist. He spit into his hand and reached underneath him to lube up his hole, then he pointed the hard cock directly at it and slowly lowered himself. Both he and Gideon whimpered as it broke through the ring of muscle, sliding further and further into his guts until every inch was in.

There were absolutely no words Gideon could think of that described the feeling of his cock completely encased inside the hot, tight ass of the wolf on top of him, squeezed from all side by soft organmeat. Then Allan began slowly sliding up and down on it, squeezing his ass extra tight every time he went up and loosening on the way down, and the poor fox's mind was completely blown. The speed slowly increased, the wolf jerking himself off as he did it, that by the time Gideon felt his orgasm drawing near Allan was practically bouncing on top of him.

"Oh baby, baby," Gideon exclaimed, his hands grabbing hold of the wolf's hips and thrusting up into him, "Ah'm so close!"

"Oh me too Gid, me too!"

Gideon's entire body stiffened and let out an uncharacteristic growl as, for the first time in his life, he blew his load into another mammal, coating the wolf's insides with wave after built-up wave of fox spunk. Allan howled, the sudden heat in his guts exactly what he needed to hit the edge, and shot his seed all over the heaving chest and round belly of the fox underneath him. The white-furred lupine and the chubby fox were both frozen momentarily, soaked in sweat from the exertion and their shared body heat, their respective orgasms so powerful they couldn't move. Allan, panting, slowly lifted himself up, shivers jumping up both their spines as the wolf suddenly felt emptiness down below and Gideon suddenly felt chills thanks to the missing heat of his body, and flopped onto his side next to the fox. He slithered one arm under Gideon's head while he looped the other over his chest and kissed the fox's neck.

"Goodness gracious, Allan, if'n Ah knew sex was THAT good Ah would'a done it way sooner! Then again, if'n Ah'd a done that, ya wouldn'ta been ma first, so Ah'm glad Ah waited"

Allan chuckled sleepily, nuzzling into his thick neck, "I'm glad you had fun, Gid. You were great, by the way, you were really the perfect size down there."

The fox blushed deeply. "Thank ya."

They were quiet then; not any kind of awkward or unsure quiet, but the type of cozy, easy quiet that only two people complacent with one another have. As his eyes started to close, Gideon thought of his bakery back in the Burrow. In his kitchen he felt comfortable, confident, completely at peace with himself at the rest of the world. Laying here in bed, Allan's arms wrapped around him, he felt exactly the same way. ******************************************************************************* Gideon groaned softly as he slowly opened his eyes to find his face buried in snowy white chest fur. Somewhat confused at first, memories of last night slowly came back to his still sex-exhausted mind, a warm smile spreading across his face as he hugged the lightly snoring wolf closer to him and planted a gentle kiss right on his sternum. The fox looked back over his shoulder at the small black digital clock on the bedside table and was shocked to see it was almost 9 o'clock.

'Dang,' he thought to himself, 'Ah don't amember tha last time Ah slept so late!'

The portly baker, being the type of person whom once awake simply couldn't fall back asleep, carefully and quietly slid out from the wolf's sleeping grasp and sat on the edge of the bed, blushing to himself as he felt dried cum on his belly tug his fur. He leaned down and picked up his jeans and shirt from wear they lay on the floor and slipped them both on, stepping out into the living room, lightly closing the door behind him so as to not disturb the slumbering massage therapist.

He reached into his pocket and found his phone still there with plenty of charge left and the first thing he noticed was the missed call. He sat down on the couch and, recognizing the number, hit the 'Call Back' button, rubbing his cheek nervously.

"Hi, good mornin', this is Gideon Grey, sorry Ah missed yer call earlier.....yessir.......so have ya come to a decision......uh huh.......really, Sir.......thank ya so much, Sir, Ah promise ya won't regret this....sure Sir, I'll see you then, and thank you again!!"

Gideon allowed himself a literal shout of joy after he'd ended the call, then just sat back against the soft couch cushion eyes closed, proud smile on his face. He couldn't believe it, all his hard work was finally paying off!

"What was that about," the fox heard a voice ask, making him open his eyes to see the still-sleepy wolf looking more adorable than Gideon could've ever imagined standing in the doorway to the bedroom in his underwear, his head fur a mess, rubbing the back of his head and yawning.

"Sorry Ah woke ya, baby, but Ah was jus' on the phone with ma new partners!"

Allan's grogginess disappeared almost immediately, "Does that mean what I think it means?"

The fox's grin grew even wider as he hopped up from his sitting position. "It sure do! They agreed, Ah'll be opening a second location here in the city!"

The wolf rushed forward and took Gideon into his, holding him tight. "I knew you could do it! I'm so proud of you Gid!"

They stood there, firmly embraced in the center of Judy Hopps' living room, their lips locked together, for several minutes before the Arctic wolf broke off the kiss.

"So, does this mean you'll be in town more often," he asked in a hopeful tone.

"Welp, Ah reckon Ah will be."

"So could we, maybe, see each other again, if you want to?"

"Ah'd love that, baby," he said, gently stroking the wolf's cheek.

They kissed again, both savoring the taste of the other so much they didn't hear the rattle of keys in the door, nor the door opening to reveal a dead tired Judy Hopps.

"Well good morning, gentlemen," she said, her exhaustion completely forgotten.

Allan, still only in his underwear, let out an uncharacteristic squeak and darted back into the bedroom. "Good morning, Miss Hopps," he shouted from the room, Judy and Gideon collapsing on each other in helpless laughter.

"So you, hehehehe, you hardly know the guy, huh," she said teasingly.

"So Ah'm tha sweetest, kindest guy ya know, huh," he retorted.

For once it was Judy's turn to blush.