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Wolford's Secret Santa

A Zootopia Office Wolford x Finnick Story

Wolford was being as patient as he could be, for this undercover job but it was starting to get on his nerves during the dull times when he had to listen to his 'elves' niggling away at each other in a language he could not quite understand. The problem with working with Red Pandas was that they were always seen as cute and sweet, perfect for doing the Christmas Grottos and yet they were always misjudged when on the inside, they could be the most troublesome beings around Zootopia. The reason? Well, this particular group was part of the Long Fang group of gangsters and were using the grottos and other Christmas Market stalls for shelling out their 'product' to some of the dangerous markers out there. Wolford knew that most of them working with him were just the drug mules, problem was Wolford hadn't figured out which of the toys being given out had the product in and he could hardly believe what was going on here with these sleazy criminals!

"Hello there, little Girl, come sit on my lap and tell me, have you been naughty or nice?" Wolford chuckled through the fake beard and the false tusks of a Mall Santa Clause. An adorable little Roe Deer was stepping to his side and he was quick to bend down and pick her up onto his lap as she blushed and grinned up at him, the last client of the day and her father a friendly buck that was just trying to cope with being a divorced father. If he'd have known it was a wolf wearing a Schnauzer mask, he might have reconsidered letting his daughter sit on Wolford's lap, but that would have ruined the illusion. Besides, this was the easiest disguise Wolford had gotten into, not only was his tail wrapped down tight to look like a thinner tail and he was wearing a very good mask over his face, aside from that he did not have to hide anything else. In fact, he just turned up here in the morning, put on the fake walrus costume with the big white whiskers and listened to the children whilst watching the parents carefully and watching what toys were being given over.

"Hello Santa, my name is Clover, my mummy and my daddy aren't living together so I'm worried that I'm going to be spending Christmas Day without them, so I've been very careful and very good this year because I want them to have Christmas together, not apart." The little fawn whispered softly, her ears and eyes low with embarrassment as she questioned, and Wolford's ears dropped flat against his head. That was not what he had been expecting a young girl to say to him, but he could understand her thoughts and he grimaced at the fact he was spending Christmas with Grizzoli's family because he could not be with his family and well, he understood her upset. But then he turned to look at the father cautiously and Wolford was cautious over what to say as he leant into her ear and whispered to her.

"Now then, Clover... I may not be able to ensure your parents are together because you see, the situation is something between adults, and I can't make adults do anything. But... if you tell both your parents how you feel, then maybe they can arrange something and your whole family can be present with you this Christmas, your grandparents and the whole herd..." Wolford stated softly, although he spoked loud enough for the buck to catch the words and then sigh in relief, maybe it would be a good idea to get all of the family together rather than make the poor little girl suffer. Wolford then gently tapped her cute nose and then stretched his hand back to wear a panda, dressed in the green suit of an elf, passed him a beautiful doll of Gazelle in a box and gently brought it to her, Clover's eyes shone in delight as Wolford pressed the back and it stated something wonderful and empowering to make the little girl smile. Wolford then smiled gently as she looked up at him with a thank you and he gave a soft chuckle. "Just remember... your parents love you no matter what's going on between them."

"Thank you, Santa." Clover beamed before hopping off his lap and bounced over to her father, who was looking relieved it went so well. Wolford watched them go with a soft expression, only to feel a pain in his heart at the sight of the father holding her little hoof so tightly. He missed the days when he'd been so small his father would have to hook him straight up and over onto his shoulders so he could watch the old Christmas floats as a kid because Larry and Barry were so much taller than him. He missed his father dreadfully, missed being shown the ins and outs of computer and then having him sit and watch crime programs and pointing out where a better security system would have made it better. Watching her go off, Wolford felt a sigh of regret that he'd ever laid eyes on Artem, that he'd ever dared to fall for Vic... that he'd ever found a fox attractive at all! Wolford then waved the little girl off and then turned around to look at the pandas that were starting to clean up.

"Are we closing up for the night?" Wolford questioned the little figures and they turned about amongst themselves before turning to the rather snarly looking red that was in charge and bore the dragon tattoo under his fur to prove that he was in the gang. The figure spoke to them in his snarly but yipping natural sound that made Wolford's ears twitch and his lips curl as if he were listening to the gibbering of raccoons trying to sort through his family's mail to steal coupons. The figure was continuing to chatter at the others when Wolford heard a familiar voice in his ear from Rhinowitz, informing him that there was a father and son approaching... foxes.... This made Wolford's tail almost wag and he turned his head towards the approaching figures, only to feel his heart flip with fear and joy. "Well hello there, Ho-Ho-Ho... we were just about to pack up, you've arrived just in time young fox."

"Why thank you Santa... see Little Guy, told you Santa was swell... but actually Santa, I was here hoping to get a very specific gift for my little buddy here and well, I need to talk to Chen about it." Of all the foxes in Zootopia to turn up, it had to be Nick Wilde and Finnick, the Fennec dressed in a little elf suit that helped cover his big ears and sucking on a pacifier looking cute. He was staring towards Wolford's dress with adorable eyes and trying to look as cute as possible as he then waddled over and pointed towards sitting on Santa's lap. Wolford turned and called for Chen, the gang-panda, stepped over to glower at Nick knowingly before Nick found himself urging Finnick to go to sit on Wolford's lap. Indeed, Wolford bent down, hooking up the youngster with a smile and sitting him on his lap with a knowing smile. Finnick gave a sniff and then was sucking on the pacifier far more rapidly, his eyes widening almost in terror as he stared straight up into Wolford's eyes and knew they were in real shit. But Nick continued as he spoke to Wolford and Chen. "My little toy shop is desperate to stock up on a very unique kind of toy that only you and your fellow 'elves' take care of, Mr Chen. How... how about we go and have a talk about this whilst my son sits with your Santa?"

"Hmm... you still haven't produced a competitive price, Mister Wilde... but I will listen. Elves... pack up and put things in the van... our Santa can take your son into the grotto hut and babysit him whilst we talk. Got it Whiskers?" Chen snapped, his voice deep and commanding, laced with an accent that made him sound sly but wise. It was a voice that made Nick shudder and Wolford nodded his head in understanding. He got the feeling that he was supposed to be taking Finnick aside as a hostage to hold over Nick, for whatever scam was going on and swiftly Wolford stood up and gently put Finnick down on the ground. He then stretched and made sure to make the correct signals to wherever he was being watched to let the other officers know that something was going down and he would have a chance to sniff out the product. Then he held onto Finnick's paw and led him over to the small shed that had some toys in and a coat rack where Wolford was permitted to dress into the Santa costume. Wolford watched as the other pandas then began to pack everything up, only to hear the door of the little grotto shed being padlocked as he gave a soft growl and watched Nick being led aside as the others packed away and then the window was dropped down and it was dark but for a dim light in the grotto.

"So then, Little Boy... I take it you're not here to sit on Santa's lap...." Wolford grinned, easing out of the costume and then removing his face mask as Finnick removed the pacifier and gave a soft little chuckle of amusement. When Wolford turned to look at him again, Finnick just tapped his nose and Wolford gave a soft snort before stepping over to the bags in the grotto and giving them a good sniff. But he found his nose getting confused, some of them were biscuit tins shaped like elves but within, Wolford could clearly smell liver cake and it was overwhelming. But some of the tins had a more gingerbread smell and Wolford was about to start checking things out when Finnick cleared his throat. Wolford turned to look at him, Finnick gave a sudden little whisper that he would tell him everything, for a price. This made Wolford snort, though god he was starting to get hard from being in the presence of this dangerous little fox again... recalling the way it had felt with that little beast's cock in his ass, filling him with gorgeous fox cum. Wolford was glad the headphone was out, though he had no way of speaking to his companions either as he sat himself down and quickly turned to Finnick. "So... what would it cost?"

"Well... Santa..." Finnick grinned in delight, strolling steadily to Wolford's side before suddenly slouching within his lap. Finnick was startled by his own interest in this wolf, not for being a wolf of course but for being a cop but another guy. Finnick had never had a gay experience before this wolf had come along and though Finnick had told Wolford he wasn't queer; he was content to be giving a needy dog a bone just to get his own rocks off. He was not too sure though that it might not be something else, Wolford seemed to take Finny's secret daddy fetish on board without a second question and well, if this was his second chance to hit that tight ass or get himself sucked off after a good spanking... he didn't care if he was ratting out because Wolford could never tell anyone. As he lounged he gave a firm snort at Wolford's curious words and then Finny wagged his little tail. "I've been a seriously bad boy this year, really naughty and all I want for Christmas is something rock hard and a tight space to cram it into... or at least, someone to enjoy the candy cane I've got hidden in my shorts. So tell me, Big Daddy Christmas... what do you do with naughty boys like me?"

"Oh fuck... I'm going to spank your ass blue then steal your candy... Naughty Little Boy!" Wolford could hardly believe he was saying such a thing, how was it that Finnick was constantly able to get him to play into this lurid game let alone make him so eager for sex. Wolford couldn't believe that he could be so easily coaxed into a situation and suddenly Finnick was on his front and had yanked his shorts straight down and lifted his tail, licking his lips and daring Wolford to hit him that hard. Wolford grimaced, every time he saw that cute little ass he wanted to stick his tongue between those cheeks... why did his Fennec set him off so easily? But Wolford gave him one firm clap and then another as Finnick gulped and hissed over the tight burn before Wolford gave a snort. "So tell me little boy... why are you so naughty to have turned up here today?"

"Fuck that burns so good..." Finnick growled as he was given such a hard slap that the clap echoed about the room and he could feel it vibrating in his cheeks, his cock starting to probe out of his sheath as he took a deep suck of air. Damn, this wolf just seemed to know what he needed, what to say to him and well, he was probably the only person since Finnick had first stumbled upon this fetish of his to know anything about it. He was grateful for the way this wolf just knew how to get it right and he gave another gulping gasp of pleasure and pain to receive another firm smack. Wolford was able to keep a good rhythm with his smacks, hard enough to turn the fur red and make that tailhole pucker, but swift enough that each sting only had a few minutes for Finnick to cope before a new sting joined it, preventing a numbness or dullness and just making his cock slide freely out of his sheath as he moaned and growled. When Wolford asked him the question again, Finnick's tail lifted right up, urging for his hole to get hit, but Wolford gave a soft sound of refusal unless the information was given and Finnick gulped and grunted the words as Wolford continued to spank him. "Nick's doing a deal... cheap toys that look like rare specials... Gazelle dolls... easy scam at Christmas... parents desperate... the pandas always have a few on hand... sell them for double the price of a normal doll... always has me on hand to get cheaper deal for being cute.... Pandas very sentimental on a struggling father raising a lone son.... What are you here for?"

"Poppy seed... specifically from this gang's bosses that get sold to special clients to be made into some pretty nasty drugs. But I haven't been able to sniff them out... do you know anything? If you've got something to tell me then I might just help soothe your little booty when your punishment is over..." Wolford grinned, he was glad that Finnick had told him that much, because Nick was always smart enough to get decent fake papers for the goods he sold, and they were fake just not able to be proven they were so good, it meant Nick and Finnick would not get into trouble with this little meeting. But as Wolford then clapped his hand firmly over the tail hole, making sure he'd pulled the fox's brush straight up and clipped just his fingertips to it so the cheeks didn't take the strike, Finnick gave a gulp and jolted upon Wolford's lap. He was suddenly blushing, somehow his knot had popped out and swollen, he was embarrassed he'd gotten so excited so quickly, but Wolford kept spanking him, watching the flesh beneath the creamy fur turn a nice dark red and look really, really sore as Finnick moaned softly and Wolford just continued to spank him. "Well? Are you going to be a nice little boy and maybe get a treat from Santa this Christmas?"

"Ugh... I want Santa to let me cum down his chimney..." Finnick groaned, God what was it with this wolf that just really got him going, he wished he could just keep Wolford as his own personal fuck toy, but it would never work. One, because he was looking for the ladies and not into guys, two because this wolf was a cop and that would put his own business in too much danger... he'd been lucky maybe twice perhaps with Wolford not arresting him or Nick, but there was always a chance that Wolford would not accept a third time. Besides, animals would ask questions, Finnick's reputation might fail and as a fox of his size, he really needed to keep his reputation strong. If things were different, then maybe he would have found a way to make this a regular situation, but Finnick was not into guys. He got a firmer clap to his tail hole for the statement, making him wince and hiss as his tongue lolled and he knew that Wolford had enjoyed that phrase, but then Finnick gave a grunt. "You won't smell the seed... they know they use the dogs and wolf cops to check, so they always hide it with something that smells really strong that will attract them, just to make them double-think what they sniff. The liver cake's probably where they're hidden, especially if they're supposed to be gingerbread. Now come on Santa... give me some sugar for being a good boy and telling you that."

"Finnick... you've cracked the case for me, so I'm going to worship your cute little crack... apologies if this makes you feel a little... emasculated..." Wolford grinned, damn this fox was a real treat, Wolford was almost in love with him! Wolford popped the buttons open on his shirt, rubbed at his chest as Finnick gave a soft grunt of 'what' before Wolford licked his lips firmly. He suddenly grabbed Finny by the ankles, yanking him straight up for the fox was suddenly grasping the wolf's chest before Wolford seemed to hug him, Finnick's hot, fat cock rubbing against Wolford's chest. Finny's eyes were bulging and his jaw drooling and shuddering as Wolford first fixed his lips around the little fox's balls, sucking and tonguing them teasingly to make Finnick harder, before his tongue strolled around that puckering red hole. Finnick gripped hold of Wolford, suddenly humping his body against the wolf's chest, grinning when he felt one of the wolf's erect and bare nipples, feeling it pushing against him and just giving him the friction he needed. It might not be a tight hole he was shoving his cock into, but Wolford's tongue was rolling, delving, twirling and teasing the pleasure out of the Fennec as the burning sensation within urged a pooling notion that told Finnick he was going to cum out of his ass!

"FUCK! Santa stick your tongue in real deep... come on... cram that tongue down my tight, dirty chimney!" Finnick growled into the wolf's fur, almost blushing for how rude and awful that sounded, but he caught the sight of the sudden huge bulge in Wolford's pants and well, the wolf did as commanded. Wolford opened his mouth wide, practically sitting the fox's ass within his jaws as he shoved his tongue through the pulsing ring and down deep. He slid it through the slickening walls that pinched and clamped about him, trying to push him out and when it was in so far that Finnick was making a sharp high-pitched sound of joy, Wolford suddenly wriggled his long tongue as fast as he could. Finnick gave a sound almost as if he were about to throw up, his hands suddenly swinging around to grab his mouth as Wolford's tongue was suddenly splattered by the natural fluids within and Finnick's cock spewed a hefty stream of cum right down Wolford's belly. Finnick was gasping, utterly shocked and overwhelmed by it all, whimpering softly as Wolford removed his tongue and then gently grabbed some wet-wipes from his pocket and began to clean Finnick like he was a baby as the Fennec just sat there stunned and Wolford looked at him curiously.

"Was that the little boy's first real orgasm? Did he like his Secret Santa?" Wolford grinned teasingly, sticking out his long tongue before lapping his lips. Finnick just remained lounging within the wolf's lap, letting him tidy him up before they heard the familiar sound of the others coming back and Wolford gave a groan, he was going to have to get redressed and get ready to go. Finnick gave a groan of upset at the thought of it and then watched Wolford getting himself dressed in a large duffle coat before prepping to put on the false beard until suddenly Finnick spotted something. He then hurried over to grab Wolford by the shirt, jerking him onto his knees as Wolford gave a soft grunt of confusion.

"Hey Wolfy... here's your Secret Santa..." Finnick snorted, grasped Wolford firmly about the jaw and then slamming his mouth against the wolf's. It was a kiss, a kiss that neither of them expected but it made Wolford's tail wriggle like made as he gave a moan of pleasure. Their lips held firmly, their tongues even stroking and teasing, their eyes closed tightly as Finnick felt something trembling within his body. He could not explain it, the Fennec had no idea why he was feeling so right, so fantastic snogging this damn wolf but he was never going to make a point about this ever again. Wolford was just moaning into him, is whole body on fire, he wanted to grab Finny and pull him close, kissing him forever until suddenly Finnick pushed him off and made a snort. "Don't make it gay, Copper."

"Oh..." Wolford gave a saddened expression as Finnick pointed upward and he realised that there was mistletoe hanging above him. It made Wolford grimace in frustration, he had thought that was spontaneous and it was something that meant something... but no, it was not and Wolford stood up and put the Schnauzer outfit onto his head with a soft sigh of despair. But at the same time, he could see that Finnick was looking a little funny about it as the door was unlocked and Nick was looking anxious to say the deal was not going well. Wolford though stepped out with Finnick, lifting him up and Finnick gripped his hand tightly before being pushed to Nick, waving his hand to Wolford and taking in his hand... one of the biscuit tins with the poppy seed in. Wolford rolled his eyes, the pandas didn't notice it but that was just so fucking typical! Finnick was one sly motherfucker and as they waved the little group off, Wolford shifted his hand up to his forehead and yanked the mask off, just as suddenly the other police officers closed in at this signal as Wolford pulled out his badge and the pandas lifted their hands in shock. "Sorry everybody... but Santa's decided you've been very naughty this year and you're under arrest... Merry Christmas."

The End...