Three: Try to be Assertive

"We've picked a lovely apartment, we brought it for you, and we'll cover your bills whilst you're in academy and until your first pay cheque. Timberland insisted we needed to keep your name off any records of ownership until you were in the police, just in case any of Dixon or Artem's friends come after you. They won't be in jail long and its better you're in a position where they can't even think to touch you without severe repercussion and where you've got allies. I've packed all your stuff and Gary's going to go to the apartment each weekend to keep you company and when you go into academy, he'll see you each weekend there too. Timberland says that for being new to the pack, Gary has no restrictions on who he speaks to." Mrs Wolford was smiling against the tears spilling down her face as she looked at the train, passing the last bag to her baby boy as Wolford just stood there looking depressed, even with Gary standing beside him, ready to take him into find a seat. Aside from Vic, these were the only mammals here to see him off, in fact it was so early in the morning that they were hoping not to be seen and noticed. Indeed, Wolford was holding back his own tears as his mother rushed forward to hug him and kiss him. "It's alright Nate... soon enough, it'll all blow over and they'll realise you didn't do anything wrong and then your father will be right to you and tell you that he's proud of his son. Being within the police will assist with this."

"Its not they don't love you, but you know what the pack's like... Timberland can't afford anyone to even think there was something or someone trying to blackmail them or that... well, its just because it was a fox." Gary stated with a sigh of frustration as he lifted his paw to rub the dark back of Wolford's head as he turned his face around to look at Gary in frustration. But then Gary blushed, apologising swiftly before he turned to look towards the black and silver fox glowering up at him. Gary made a swift apology, only to be shown a middle finger before Wolford stepped away from his mother. When he did so, suddenly Vic launched into him in a tight hug, Wolford dropped on his knees, nuzzling his face into the fox's belly as Vic gripped him tightly, snuffling like a kit again to see his friend in such a state. It wasn't fair... if Wolford had said that Vic had set them up and taken the first photo, than he'd be in jail too suffering... but Wolford was too loyal a friend.

"It'll be alright buddy... soon as I get some free time, I'll come and visit you too and let you know what's going on. We're still allowed to mail you stuff and send e-mails, and you know your dad will read them and be reassured. But, you know, you've got to focus now on your degree first! You've got to get your criminal stuff sorted, then do your masters and then they'll be clamouring for you in academy. You got it? Get the best grades, keep your fitness up too and..." Vic was patting Wolford's shoulders as the train gave a hoot to say it was time to get on. Vic rubbed Wolford's cheeks and then gave him a firm look before producing his pinkie claw and giving a firm grunt. "You gotta toughen up and use that stern face of yours to be the toughest fucking cop in Zootopia, swear it?"

"Swear it... goodbye Vic... bye mum, I love you." Wolford stated in despair as Gary beckoned him to get on the train already and Wolford had to let the fox go. He kissed his mother goodbye quickly before hopping onto the train, turning back to wave but then seeing the doors close before he could do so. He then gave a sudden hiccup, tears starting to form within his eyes and Wolford wanted to start sobbing, he found Gary's paw to his shoulder, steering him away and into the carriage near their big bags of luggage. Thankfully the carriage was empty and as Gary led him to one of the seats, Wolford was urged to sit beside him and then flop his face into Gary's shoulder and began to sob heavily, Gary swung his arms about him, nuzzling against him lovingly and patting at him as Wolford sobbed heavily.

It was not fair, it was the most unfair thing imaginable when at heart Wolford had been the victim of a scam run by those damn foxes, not the perpetrator. Gary could understand, he'd felt the same when his father had caught him kissing another male wolf and come home to find his stuff bagged up and sitting out on the porch and his father refused to let him in the house before his mother slapped him and screamed at him for being disgusting and 'not' her child anymore. It had been the worst thing he'd ever known and yet, thankfully, Timberland had been working at the house opposite to put their security system in and automatically offered him somewhere to go. But to see that even Timberland had a prejudice towards this, but even Gary had to admit he could not understand what Wolford had seen in that figure... why a fox of all things?

"I'm going to stay with you for a week, get you all sorted and I'm going to make sure everything's alright. I've been there Nate, but you know... you're not alone and it will all be fine. Once you're at a place where you feel at home and they're no boundaries to what you want and indeed who you want to be around. I mean, if you find a fox you want to be with, you can be because you'll be in your own house and no one can stop you. But I'd say, wait till you're on the beat before you try looking for a relationship." Gary chuckled softly as he gripped the sobbing wolf to him firmly, patting Nate's back as he continued to sob against him. Wolford did not want to leave home, he did not want to leave Vic, he did not want any of this and then Gary gave a soft growl of frustration. "But Vic's right you know... you've gotta be tougher."

They arrived after two hours, it was still too early for most to be about the station and there as an attendant hired by Timberland to assist them, a friendly donkey named Jake that was quick to chat away as Gary spoke but Wolford remained quiet. Aside from two boxes of computer stuff, two boxes of books, two black bags of clothes and three more bags of random other items like his toiletries... this was everything that Wolford had. This was his life condensed to its smallest and it was depressing and harrowing as they got to the large taxi waiting for them and the donkey guided them on to the apartment. Wolford did not want to look at the city as they drove through, there were no forests to see in the main part of Zootopia and no mountains, no scent of snow and well Savannah Central just felt hot and Wolford knew he'd probably have to shave down to his summer coat.

They reached a large and handsome looking complex in the centre of town where there were security guards and what not, it was called the RavenPelt Apartments, the designer was a black furred leopard who was big in the architecture world for incorporating modernity and nature into the apartments and well, to think that one of these apartments had been purchased for Wolford, even when they continued down to the smaller and more out of the way looking area was startling. It turned out though that Timberland Security was tagged on all the lights and Wolford almost wanted to smile, they would still be keeping an eye on him and well, it was something. They took the stuff out and up two flights of stairs to a three-bedroom apartment across the hall from the building gym where some tough looking mammals were busy pumping iron. Once inside, Jake the donkey was paid and then Wolford was able to explore the building whilst Gary mused over it.

"Sheesh... the boss really has his muzzle in some good investments, apparently he wanted an apartment kept here for him as part of the deal for keeping the security. When Larry told me about it when I joined up, he said he had a suspicion that Timberland was going to give it to you in the hopes you might change your mind about police work and settle into the business here, be the rep in the big city. I guess he'd planned everything out for you like he does most of the pack... he's a good alpha like that..." Gary stated, but Wolford was stunned at the size of the place, it looked like one big studio apartment with the living room, kitchen and dining room being this round space before four doors with a cave like roundness jutted to the side. The floor was wooden, which was best and there were little fir trees in what looked like litter trays darted about the room so that Wolford could do some marking without damaging the wall. The first room led to the bathroom, it was all tiled and walk-in with a shower leading into a dipped bowl like a natural rock pool for the bath, a nice low hole in the ground for the toilet so Wolford could be comfortable and it all smelt like pine trees! Wolford stepped out and then to the two spare bedrooms first, one was a small closet kind of one that could easily be turned into an office, the other was very large and spacious with great big windows pulling the sunlight into it and oddly it made Wolford a bit nervous of it. The third room though had his bed already prepared, it was tight, just big enough for the wardrobe and the big double-bed with no windows but dimmer switches on the lights. It felt like the attic and well, it felt like his bedroom. Gary peered in with a grin and Wolford turned to him with an anxious expression. "Larry figured you'd chose here, Nate. Despite how ornery he was being about it all, Larry was really worried and insisted he come and help me set the place up for you. You're a bus ride from the police academy and the boss said you can rent the apartment out to anyone you need to... its yours."

"Its hard to believe that... that they would do something so kind and yet still exile me... it's so strange but... out in Redwood Vale, we're still living under old laws that the governor hasn't changed even when places like Bunnyborough and Stagton have scrapped them." Wolford sighed pitifully as he slouched upon the bed, but to his surprise Gary then lounged onto the bed beside him, suddenly rolling about and fussing about how huge the bed was. Wolford sat up with a snort of amusement, grabbing the nearest pillow and smacking Gary with it, the white wolf gave a sudden grunt of surprise before snatching another pillow and suddenly the pair were on their knees beating each other about for a little bit before getting too exhausted and flopping down on the bed. When they slumped, both very tired from a busy day and thankfully not needing to pack anything away in a fridge, Gary lay down beside Wolford and then beckoned with his paw for Nate to lounge with him. Nate smiled, glad that someone was offering a hug and swiftly he snuggled against Gary's chest and sighed lovingly. "Thank you, Gary... I owe you so much for all you've done..."

"Don't worry Nate, things will be fine... everything will be sorted! In the meantime... there's a jacuzzi at this place that's got a slot free to book it for the evening... apparently its elephant size so... you and I can have a lot fun in there chilling out. Think of today like a holiday, we'll go out later to check the town out, find your local supermarket, your take out places, get something you certainly want to mark the day and then we'll order out tonight, watch a good movie and then enjoy a jacuzzi. I'll share the bed with you tonight if you like, under a second quilt and we'll have a sleep over." Gary grinned firmly and Wolford nodded his head thankfully, he then nuzzled against Gary to go to sleep as the bigger white wolf then sighed. As Nate settled into a comfortable position, closing his eyes and just thankful for the friendship and the affection, Gary sighed lovingly. He was still very much interested in this wolf and more than anything else, this was the perfect opportunity to get Nate to fall in love with him!

After their nap they went out together, looking about at the busy city and enjoying themselves and they rushed around the city looking all over the place. They went to the mall that was nearby and went into the clothing shops to look for something and Nate got a shock when Gary found him something wonderful, it was just a neat black polo shirt, but when Nate put it on, it hugged about his form and showed off his lean form but neat muscles, muscles that could be built up but he looked good. When Nate stepped out in it, looking a little anxious as Gary grinned, they both got a surprise when another pair of male wolves went by and when paused a little, looked Nate up and down then licked his lips before giving Nate a wink that made the young wolf's tail wag suddenly. Gary pulled his ears back, eyeing up the wolf to tell him back off but Nate did not notice, but they both agreed to get the top and a tight pair of jeans that Wolford only put on for a test and suddenly a bear walking past managed to catch his backside in a smack that made Nate leap back inside the changing room, although he insisted he was getting them.

The pair of them then went to the supermarket, picked up everything that they thought would last Nate for a couple of weeks meals before they headed back. They checked out the smells of each post around, glad to see there were marking posts in certain corners of the street where the local elected councillors let their mark to inform the animals within each territory who their current representative was and what region they belonged to. The pair of them found it fascinating, but when they got in and settled for the evening, ordering some food from nearby and playing a few computer games to make Nate cackle at how uncoordinated Gary was with some of the games, the pair then reached their booked time for the jacuzzi turned up, the pair stepped down in their swimming trunks and found themselves in a jacuzzi deep enough and long enough for four elephants!

"Cripes... it might as well be a lap pool; don't you think Nate? Its feels really good though..." Gary growled softly in pleasure, lounging in the bubbling water alongside Nate, who was blushing at how the water was ruffling his fur and making him feel a little funny. He'd never been in a pool like this and the bubbles were tickling him everywhere and making him just a little embarrassed for how he could not stop himself from probing out of his sheath within his trunks. He turned his head towards Gary with an anxious whimper and Gary gave him an almost sly look for a moment before prodding his shoulder gently. "Don't be embarrassed, sheesh if I didn't know you could be so shy I'd have my trunks off and have it all out in here... no offense and not that I'm perverted or anything but... these are one of those few baths where you can just let it hang loose..."

"Oh... so, do other guys get a little 'thrilled' in these jacuzzi pools or... or am I being a bit perverted?" Nate stated anxiously and Gary gave a sudden cackle before then standing straight up on the little seat where they'd been lounging and pulled his trunks straight down. Nate gave a whimper, his ears back and his expression utterly embarrassed as Gary tossed his trunks aside to show his long cock hanging out a little swollen but his whole expression relaxed as he settled back down, paws stretching out as he leant his back against the side of the pool. Nate felt nervous... but not because of what he'd seen but rather what he felt. He was sure that being gay, he should have reacted to the sight of it, he should have had some kind of opinion but to him Gary's dick was just a dick. Nate then stood up and slid his own trunks down, showing off that thick sheath and the short fat head of his own phallus as he felt Gary's eyes watching him almost surreptitiously. Nate then lay down too, but he gave a grimace. "Gary... can I be honest with you about what happened with Artem? I feel like I can trust you, that you'll understand and well... I need to say this aloud to someone so it'll stop squatting on my mind and help me move forward... but... but first, can I ask you what your first time was like?"

"Oh... well, I actually had sex with a girl first, one of the girls that was into me but it was when I was really not sure and when we were doing it, I lost my erection in the middle of it but it was dark so I quickly used my fingers and stuck them in a condom so she wasn't too sure whether it was still cock or not.... But when I got back home after that encounter, I burst into tears because I realised I really couldn't be with a girl, I could even get it up trying to think of it, even rubbing myself and thinking of a girl, I'd lose my erection. It was awful... then I did something really stupid too, I came here with a school trip and snuck off to The Fox and Hound, it's a nightclub that's well known for being more a canine gay bar and well, I waited for someone to pick me up and had sex in the bathroom. I was on top but... but this time it just felt right, it felt perfect and I stupidly got into a knot and had to apologise because it was a long knot and pretty awkward. Though that's some advice... never go into a tie on a one-night-stand!" Gary chuckled in amusement and Nate rolled in the water to look at him in fascination, suddenly finding himself relieved to be able to hear someone on the same level who had also found their first understanding of their homosexuality difficult. Gary's had sounded like a worse awakening and considering how he'd been kicked out for being spotted kissing someone, Nate was startled that Gary had ever been able to cope and then Gary gave a soft groan. "Problem was, I used to keep falling for guys that were straight, not being drawn to other gay wolves and well, I fell really hard for someone that was engaged and I made the mistake of a drunken pass at his bachelor party, we hooked up and I was like... I've fucked up super bad and I needed to chose someone that was not going to just be a one-time-only thing... what makes me laugh is how good Larry is at pairing wolves up... he matched me with Duke before that Doberman moved here to the city..."

"Ah... I remember Duke, I didn't know he was gay... I thought the leathers and that whole thing was a Doberman-only joke, you know?" Nate chuckled softly with a firm snort at how curious it was to think how many homosexual animals there were out there that he'd barely even noticed before. It was rather embarrassing really, but as they lounged in the water, Nate pondered what Gary had said. Yeah, Larry was good at seeing couples and very good at picking the right kind of pairings and then he thought about how Larry had pushed him to meet Gary. It made Nate suddenly feel like he really had been stupid and Vic was right... he was being utterly oblivious to the situation with Gary, that this wolf was here because he wanted to be of interest to him and yet right now, Nate did not want anyone.... "Gary... I was only with Artem because I wanted to be with Vic... I told Vic but he made it clear that I just... I just wasn't what he wanted and he thought Artem would be fine, he didn't mean for what happened to happen... I know he feels really guilty about it. But I thought I was in love with Artem when we were together, because... because he wanted me and he was as close to being with Vic as it was possible. That's bad of me, isn't it?"

"You're not the first... most dudes and dolls that find out realise its because they fancy the figure that knows them best, their friend, but they can't have them so seek the next best thing out of fear. But you're brave Nate... I don't know anyone who was open to the one they wanted, and that it didn't ruin your friendship. Then again, in his own particular way, Vic certainly loves you... just not a gay way." Gary chuckled softly and Nate's ears lowered slightly, giving a slight snort of amusement over it. He wished it was in a gay way though, he would make sure Vic was happy and he would do anything for him... but Gary then gave a firm snort and slapped at Nate's shoulder. Gary knew he was going to have to play the long game to get Nate to look at him as anything more than just a friend and he was willing to do so, especially because it would make Larry happy to know that Nate was being looked after. "But he gave you good advice Nate... you've gotta toughen up and become the strongest looking and gruffest police officer going..."

A year and a half went by surprisingly fast as soon as Wolford had sorted himself out, he'd agreed to toughen up by going into the gym every night for a good hour of exercise, to do practice lessons on showing dominance against himself in the window and indeed his body was bulking up. His expression was remaining stern, only looking jovial whenever he stuck out his tongue and this seemed to make him look younger too. Wolford was confident in town, marching without fear and generally mammals cleared out of the way for him and no one looked at him twice. He was making a few friends in the gym, mostly a rhino couple that were really into their fitness routine, the husband of the pair was also a police officer and he was eager to give Wolford some advice and talk with him, the wife was pleased with this, thinking it was getting her husband, McHorn into the right kind of mood for considering calves. Wolford was very pleased to have their friendship, if only because at the academy he'd sailed through his first year on his degree at top marks and was half-way through his second still at the top, but he only had one friend. She was a tigress who only liked to be referred to by her surname, Fangmeyer, because she certainly wanted to get into the police and being a tigress, she had to work hard. She got a lot of flack too because her mother was a well-known background dancer and singer for a famous elephant diva and she'd been having to ignore everyone take the piss out of her and ask if she can wiggle her tail like her mother. Some of the jerks at the university had even commented that they used to jerk off to her mother, Wolford had been given his first chance to really show himself as a tough guy for her and he'd dealt with one of the German shepherds to have pissed her off. That dog got a shock when he was challenged to a wrestle, pinned and dominated, his scruff in Wolford's jaw until he whimpered his apology to Fangmeyer and that he was a dirty pervert. It had impressed everyone, except the older years.

In his second year, he found himself getting spotted by the senior year above because of his friendship with Fangmeyer, he was in trouble with a big lion named Delgato, a beast with a bad attitude, a total jock and everyone was his friend. He was a bully beyond bullies, but Fangmeyer and Wolford were careful to stay out of his way as best they could, especially when the tigress was concerned the fool was trying to score a one-night-stand when she'd promised her parents to hold out for marriage. Wolford appreciated her helping him with his studies and they spent most of their time in the academy library, where Delgato never went and where everyone could muse that his position was only because his aunt was the mayor's current tag-along trophy bride. There was always gossip going on in Zootopia and it startled Wolford to hear it so much.

"Hey Wolford... thanks for lending me your books, I'm having a little trouble with deciphering one of these cases and how it would be prosecuted, I'm a bit worried my cat brain's making me biased. Did you want to come over to my accommodation here and check it out with me?" The tigress was purring as she stood herself up from the desk in the library, smiling sweetly towards him with a soft flutter of her long lashes as she stood up with her bag, swinging it over her shoulder and waiting for his response. Wolford packed up his bags, but then he gathered up the books to return to the proper area of the library, he had the feeling they were being observed by the librarian again and that always made him anxious. But as he stood up, Fangmeyer was still standing there waiting for him to give a response as she cleared her throat gently. "Nate?"

"Oh... sorry... I'm not really sure that's a good idea with me today... I was hoping to get a message from Gary to know how my mum's doing since her car accident. I'm just a bit too anxious to really focus right now." Wolford stated, he was being honest, he'd been very lucky that Vic had called him up and told him what had happened, some asshole on the road smashed right into her car when she was taking a turn and her small car had been flipped. She'd been lucky only her hip was smashed, but the rehabilitation work to get her walking on her knew hip was more terrifying than waiting for the surgery as his mother was determined that she would not wait for rehab to get walking and was annoying everyone at home over it. Fangmeyer gave a soft sound of concern, asking if instead she should go to him and keep him company but Wolford just smiled, sticking out his tongue and giving her a cute almost puppy expression. "I really appreciate the offer, but with how it is with my family, I don't think I could quite cope anyone else being around... no offence."

"None taken Wolford, I just want to know that you're alright... call me when you know what's up..." The tigress stated, holding his shoulder gently in a reassuring way before looking curiously coy and then departing the library. Wolford watched her go and she was pleased he was watching before Wolford gave a sigh... he was not sure if he was quite as eager to go home and wait for the call or check his e-mails when he was worried to see that his mother had hurt herself more and he could do nothing but send a sympathy card to her. Wolford turned and padded towards the library shelves, marching back to the book area on forensic strategies and as he pushed the books aside, he could sense the almost creeping figure of the librarian behind him.

"Any other guy would have picked up on that little offer... but not you... Wolford... you're not into tigers though, so of course you would be oblivious..." The deep voice laced with a true savannah accent made Wolford's body ripple in surprise as he turned about to see the black muzzle and he striped form of the hyena-like Aardwolf that looked after this place. With his glasses sitting awkwardly upon his muzzle, he snatched the books from Wolford's paws and made sure they went back in perfectly according to their category number. Wolford's ear dropped, he felt embarrassed by the words and suddenly a little worried that maybe he was indeed being oblivious to Fangmeyer's interest and possibly even hurting her. But then the creature gave a soft grunt of amusement as he set the books back in and then patted at Wolford's shoulders. "Its alright... some girls take a little longer to realise when they're trying to flirt with a gay guy."

"Uh... how did... I've been keeping it..." Wolford stammered, his usually stern expression yet relaxed manner completely lost for his ears dropping back, his tail tucking between his legs and his face pinching up with fear as he looked down to the smaller being. This creature was Askari Fisi, an Aardwolf who'd been top in all the law enforcement and criminal studies, but because there was as much a prejudice on hyenas as there were foxes and the weasel families, it was deemed impossible for him to ever have a position in the department. Instead, he was offered the librarian position and here he'd become sullen, dismissive of others and always observant to judge and grumble. But Wolford was startled when Askari looked at him with a curious expression before pulling out a familiar book that Wolford had been hoping to borrow again as the Aardwolf grinned. "Uh... I guess you really do watch everyone."

"It's a hobby, Wolford. I also know you want to read this book on prejudices again, I get the feeling that alongside the other books you've been studying on trends in petty crime and the like, you're thinking of developing an essay for your final year about it... I'm intrigued and willing to help you fetch your references when the time comes. This is the book you wanted, isn't it?" Askari questioned, his eyes glittering behind the lenses of his glasses to say that he was in charge of the questions, not Wolford. It made Wolford's body tremble in excitement, he hadn't realised his research was being noted or even his thoughts and well, he was rather glad Askari thought it might be a good idea indeed. But then Askari gently stepped over to the reception desk and checked out the book for Wolford before he even pulled out his student card, the wolf hurried back over to him, noticing that a few other students were present but it was mainly quiet. When the book was checked out, Askari gave a soft grunt. "There's a bar near here for the students and the cops, you can't drink but I can and I would like some company... it's called the Blue Collar, I get off a seven... if you're interested in some company that's not... a tiger... I'll be there."

With that, the Aardwolf then stepped back to his books to sort with a soft grunt of irritation as he continued on with his work. Wolford was confused, Askari was so dark and sullen, yet he had seemed to come alive with fascination when talking to Wolford and well, Wolford was sure he could use another friend or two in the world. As he turned and left the building with a thank you, he got a shock when he looked at the printed receipt within the book to give him the return date, only to find that a phone number had been scrawled within it. Suddenly Wolford realised what Askari meat and he was shocked... was the Aardwolf gay?

Wolford pondered it over for a while as he walked back towards his apartment, the book tucked under his arm rather than in his bag and his mind ticking away in confusion and fascination. He was not really sure whether he was attracted to Askari, but he'd certainly gotten a funny feeling talking with him and well, Wolford was thinking about how lonely he was when Gary wasn't visiting save every other week. He was feeling uncomfortable and anxious as he reached home, thankful to get a phone call straightaway to say his mother was doing well. It was a relief, but a relief still to be talking to Vic on the phone and not Gary. He was able to chat with Vic for a while, the pair of them chatting about recent video games, then work and then just random stuff, Wolford smiling and chuckling, his innocent natured returned until Vic told him he was seeing a vixen that worked in one of the rehab clinics Timberland had actually put money in. Wolford asked a few questions of course, but then they had to go and Wolford found himself feeling strange.

He quickly grasped his laptop, stomping to his bed and then searching for some homosexual porn websites, typing in the word fox and then finding the opposite of what he wanted. He gave a groan of frustration, having to search fox on fox to get anything similar and even then, it just seemed to be nothing more than still pictures on a slideshow with cheesy music. It made him growl to himself as he turned off his computer, put it aside and then lay on his bed. He jerked his trousers and pants down, dropping his paws to his groin and then taking in a deep breath, trying to think of something that would get him excited. He thought about when Vic had touched him, the way it had felt with his fingers pumping in and out of his backside, the way his cock had felt against his own and Wolford tried to think of Vic's cock then entering him. But when he thought it over, it wasn't Vic, it was that plush white fur of Artem and Wolford began to shudder, the Artem he'd thought he'd known was no longer the being that came to him when his mind remembered him.

Remember... I'll always make you feel good.... Wolford was suddenly grimacing, afraid to be touching himself shaking as he remembered the short snout of the white fox nosing near his ears, licking his neck, kissing him, dropping his paw to Wolford and rubbing it gently. Wolford grimaced, thinking of the way it had been nice but instead finding there being something different in his mind, the white fox snatching his paw, forcing it to pump up and down and lapping at his eyes, lapping at his muzzle to make Wolford whimper. Then he stopped touching himself, swatting away the memory with a firm growl, looking to how he was only slightly excited but he knew on the inside he needed to find some other reason to be excited. He needed to forget what had happened, he needed to be with someone or something, he'd been avoiding it so long and found not satisfaction and he just... he didn't care... he needed to experience it with someone else, someone that was not a fox!

Wolford's eyes clocked onto the time, it was half six, he was a good half hour walk from that bar and he'd need time to change. He picked up his phone, put in the number and then froze... he couldn't dare think to ring Askari up and ask him whether he would mind waiting, especially when right now his breath was huffy and he knew he would sound rather like he was doing something... which he was. Wolford grimaced as he looked to it, typing in a quick text to say he was going to be running late but not expecting Askari to bother sending a message as he had been in control of this anyway. Indeed, Wolford did not receive a response and it just confirmed that Askari could not care either way and well, that was just the way it must be with this Aardwolf. With a sigh, Wolford then got up and hurried to his bathroom, desperate for a quick roll in some good smelling water to clean himself and give him a better smell.

After a little while, Wolford was strolling towards the bar, his heart pounding in anxiety because he wanted to run so he did not miss Askari, but he knew he would appear desperate too. He felt eyes watching all around, he was afraid that he'd made a mistake in his favourite black shirt and the tight jeans he'd gotten with Gary. He had bulked up enough to make the shirt look better but it drew attention and he swallowed his shyness to a fake confidence as he stepped in the bar without question and right to the Aardwolf, who did a double take immediately!

"You were right, this place deserved a better look. Thanks for the suggestion." Now Wolford had to read every gesture, keep the sentences basic, boring and hope he would have the foot stroke his calf the right way to suggest interest. It was his second chance to learn from the mistakes of the past and not to make the mistake he'd made before with Artem. Indeed, as Askari curled an eyebrow in amusement, he grinned and nodded his head to the statement, encouraging Wolford that this was where the academy staff and indeed the working officers often came in. They were both chatting away very easily with one another, eager to talk about practically everything under to sun to those listening in, but the real conversation going on with motions of the hands, eye contact and the occasional joke. Askari was blunt in his speech, but his terms were subtle, and Wolford was quite convinced that there was an offer under the table if not on it. "I guess you live close by to frequent here so regularly... do you often find good conversation?"

"From time to time, often their passing conversations... nothing to go on and lead to stronger friendships... and yes, I live about ten minutes away." The Aardwolf stated, reading the question on whether Askari was looking for relationships or just a brief rendezvous and well, that was indeed what he was looking for. It almost saddened Wolford to hear only a one-time thing was on offer, but with his body so desperate to get some kind of attention, at least they were both aware of what it is that was wanted. Askari though was on his second beer for the night, looking like he was trying to get tipsy and well, that made Wolford a little cautious as he did not drink at all. But as they shared a meal that was decent and continued the mundane talk, Askari was looking as if the friendly atmosphere was not suiting him as he gave a soft sigh. "So tell me, a lot of the guys coming south from the yokel patches like you come up here and during studies try and score with whatever girl they can. You aren't interested in Fangmeyer, so have you got someone at home?"

"Afraid not... had one fling, thought it was too good to be true and turned out it was... should have guessed it was just 'too easy' to fall into." Wolford stated, being very careful not to say Artem's name, suggest he was male or even suggest he was a fox. It was still a very embarrassing situation to talk about and yet Askari gave a soft snort of amusement as he looked at him, his head in his hand to say he was getting a bit sleepy from the booze. At this time, neither of them had noticed that Delgato the lion and his gang of friends, mainly bears and one hippo, had stepped into the bar to act like the big boys they thought they were. They knew that Askari came here frequently, had his little seat where it was just him and one other person, but they were rather startled when they spotted that the wolf that hung out with the tigress was with him. Wolford was even sighing gently, and the lion's ears flickered in fascination as he tried to earwig in on the conversation. "I have my interests and well, I'm too focused on my studies to want to think of an actual relationship at the moment, but I'm a wolf, I'm the youngest of three from a big close-knit pack... it gets really lonely!"

"I can imagine... I'm from a large family too, born in my grandparents' house with a twin sister, four elder brothers and all of them used to beat me up... brothers..." The pair mused in unison before grinning, but it was clear from the way Askari was looking at Wolford that he had something particular in mind, Delgato was confused, but then he spotted something startling. He noticed that the paw of the Aardwolf had slipped his foot out of his shoe and was pushing it towards Wolford's leg. The lion was shocked as he noticed the gentle stroke of the leg, the way Wolford gave a soft chuckle, talking about one of the good things about being alone was being away from brothers, before Askari put this foot back in the shoe. Delgato assumed that maybe Wolford had not read the invitation, but instead he was startled when he noticed the wolf drop his foot from the shoe as Askari yawned. "Getting late, don't you think...."

"Not too late..." Wolford stated, an oddly coy hint in his voice as he relaxed back, seeming to stretch out as he got his shoe off. He had been very excited at the thought of having a good reaction from Askari and reading the suggestion well. He'd then stretched his paw out, gently stroking the inside of Askari's spread legs, slowly stroking his thigh and watching the Aardwolf's breath catch. Wolford made sure to seem casual all the same, to seem relaxed as he then turned to look out of the window and then yawned as well. Askari was seemingly stunned, rather excited by the thought that he was going to get something indeed from this wolf and quickly he swigged down his beer as Wolford then grinned. "Here, I'll pay the tab, you look like you could use someone to escort you home."

"Do I look that drunk?" Askari teased as Wolford stuck out his tongue teasingly, that innocent and cute puppy looking face making the Aardwolf's eyes swell in surprise before he chugged back the very last droplets of his beer as Wolford gave a snort. He stood up and ask to pay the bill, giving a hearty tip to the waiter to serve them and just seeming pleasant and happy, his happy expression making everyone who saw it smile. But Delgato had alerted his companions, they hid their faces and were utterly fascinated to know exactly what was going on as Askari stepped out of the booth, pulling his roughed up denim jacket on with a yawn and then adjusting his glasses. As Wolford stepped to his side, the small hyena-like being gave a grin of his own and the pair of them walked off together toward the exit, Askari playing on being tipsy and bumping his body gently at Wolford to make him chuckle. But Delgato and the others saw the way Askari's tail swiftly fluffed up and tried to loop about Wolford's backside, stroking him only to receive a few firm wags and one of the bears beside the young lion gave a sound of confusion.

"No way... does Wolford know Askari's coming on to him or... or, is Wolford gay? Nah... no way, must be something funny going on... right Delgato?" The bear turned his brown muzzle towards the lion with his developing blonde mane that was starting to thicken and darken. But Delgato was glowering towards the situation, he had no idea if Wolford really was 'that way', but he'd been looking for some excuse to punch that smarmy Aardwolf and well, if he was technically staff at the academy, couldn't he get them both into trouble for this? Either way, Delgato was not going to let his slide, he was still annoyed that Wolford dared to be so stern and dominating around him when clearly, he had no right!

Wolford though was grinning as he strolled with Askari off towards a collection of reasonable looking apartments that rather suited the kind of bachelor pad sets that Wolford assumed would suit Askari. Wolford was pleased to have the contact, pleased to feel the way Askari would hang off of him with a hiccup and a snort when other animals walked by, but then would somehow managed to stroke Wolford's back or grasp at his hip. He was making all the suggestions that he wanted something, and Wolford was eager, feeling a desire to wag his tail all the way and the funny sort of fixing excitement building within his stomach at what the night would present to him. He had already double-checked all the rules about relationships within the academy upon joining for his university course, everything with Artem having thrown him so he did not want to make and mistake and well, Askari was not counted as the kind of scholarly staff that would affect his grade or might abuse power, he was almost considered belonging to some other company entirely just like the janitor and cafeteria staff, so this was permitted and Wolford was thankful to have a chance and to have done everything right this time.

When they got into the elevator down to Askari's underground apartment, they were completely alone and Askari gave Wolford a flirtatious stroke to the stomach. He stared up at him curiously, opening his mouth about to ask perhaps what position he wanted to be in or maybe what he was expecting and suddenly Wolford's throat went dry. His mouth became hideously dry, his pulse hammering away rapidly, his ears wheezing with a dizziness as his eyes widened and he could not stop himself from reacting as desperately as possibly. He had been so alone, so desperate, so eager to feel that someone would touch him that would know nothing of before and would not have some reason to judge him. Wolford bent down, grabbed the Aardwolf's shoulders and smashed his mouth over the hyena's. Their tongues quickly rolled and stroked against each other, their tails lifting as they both moaned and made as many wet, smacking, sucking noises s their mouths massaged and grabbed fitfully at one another. Askari grasped Wolford's shoulders, forcing him down further so that it would feel more as if the Aardwolf were kissing him rather than the other way around. Then their lips parted, they panted as the elevator door opened and Askari led Wolford swiftly by the wrist down the muddy looking passage and down to a small tunnel-like entrance to an apartment.

"You can get into the shower, there's things you can use if you..." Askari seemed to be trembling, his voice broken and his breathing rapid with excitement and anxiety. But Wolford lifted his hand, insisting he'd 'dealt' with the matter before coming out and was certainly clean... but would check. This gave Askari a minute to go to his fridge and chug down another bottle, something he felt he needed to squash the voices in his head of his whole family being ashamed of him for this seeming affliction... this desire for other males. Wolford was unaware of this, just glad to have a moment as he stepped into the bathroom, only to be surprised that it was a large sand tray with a hole in it and well, somehow Wolford was put off by it. Still, he cleaned himself again, using the shower head to make sure he was definitely clean enough before he redressed his pants and trousers before stepping out, folding his shirt in his arms as he came out to see Askari looking a little nervous. "I'm... I'm getting undressed alright... I don't like my 'choices' doing it for me, got it?"

"That's fine..." Wolford stated and he was quite sure it was because Askari was worried that he would not have control in all of this. Wolford remained patient, standing and waiting by the sofa in the low-roofed and mud-painted walls of the rather rounded looking main living room that had a small kitchen attached, little more than a box. There were some round doors leading to a bedroom and a store cupboard, but that was it, typical bachelor apartments with more care to the technical and the gaming consuls than to aesthetics or wall art. When Askari stepped out form the kitchen, he was naked and Wolford was shocked... he could see that the black coloured genitals of the figure were certainly different, the balls were bare, rounded and the sheath was wrinkled up quite tightly and well, it was also furless. Wolford had never seen an Aardwolf naked to know before, but when Askari stepped over to him, Wolford gave an anxious blush. "Is there... is there any preference for what you'd like from me?"

"Uh... well... you alright on the bottom?" Askari gulped, he was petrified that Wolford would say no as he looked to that muscular torso, the tight backside but that bulge at the front. It was doubtful the wolf would allow himself to be beneath an Aardwolf, he was an insectivore more than a carnivore and well, hierarchy, size and dominance Wolford was above him. Askari was shocked though as Wolford bent down onto his knees, then tenderly removed Askari's glasses from his face. The smaller predator gave a soft grunt of concern before their lips came together in another tongue-twirling groan that had the Aardwolf's sheath suddenly start to stretch swell. As their lips parted again Askari gave another few pants before he snuffed eagerly at Wolford's ears and cheeks, letting the wolf sniff him back before Askari was drawn onto his paws completely and Wolford did the same. When Wolford lifted his tail, swinging it to the side, Askari was quick to stuff his nose over, only to realise Wolford wasn't naked completely. The pair gave a soft snort at each other and then Wolford gave a yelp of surprise, the black paws pulled Wolford's trousers and pants down and as soon as the tail was released and the tailhole obvious, the Aardwolf's nose was buried beneath it.

Wolford gave a soft gasp of pleasure, his legs parting, his tail swinging to the side and he strained out with his backside, feeling the great warm breath waft and push into the hole as the Aardwolf copied a hyena behaviour of sniffing the anus and genitals in greeting. Nothing unusual, wolves used to do that but it had been deemed a perverted trait. Wolford then gave a sudden shudder as he felt Askari's tongue just flick and probe curiously against his hole and then Askari pulled Wolford's clothes off, grinning to notice the massive pale patch of fur from anus to testicles. It was almost like a bullseye to encourage anyone to look right here and when Askari sniggered as he looked to it, Wolford turned his head about, about to apologise before he jolted. The Aardwolf's cold nose suddenly jabbed at his balls and then slid down to his sheath, snuffling and barging his thick sheath so firmly that Wolford could not stop his cock from slipping out, vividly pink as he gave a sharp trembling wheeze of excitement. Then suddenly, Askari swung his backside to Wolford, lifting his tail to the side and expecting the same reaction for the wolf, who's eyes locked on the strange little pits on the edge of the Aardwolf's ring... his scent glands.

Wolford did not know much about this, he knew hyena types, weasel types and skunks all produced a horrid smell from here to scare off rivals but also give a hell of a lot of information. Amongst his kind and other canids, they were not as important and yet, yet Wolford knew he needed to do far more than just sniff these glands. He gently budged his nose at those curiously taut looking rounded testicles, making Askari give a tremble as Wolford gave him a soft lap before bringing his narrower nose upward. No sooner had Wolford's nostrils taken in a deep sniff, the thin fur being tugged, Askari gave a sigh and his phallus suddenly seemed to be on display, long, black with a pink tip and curiously reminding Wolford of some inflatable trunk rather than anything he'd known before... but hyenas were like this... even the females! As Wolford then pushed his nose against the ring, he felt a sudden damp sensation in his jaw, a dry gulp told him that he wanted to lick... he wanted to let his tongue caress this area, he wanted to kiss it, to suck on it even! He wanted to bite it! Wolford shuddered, his cock swelling as his tongue slid over the ring before dipping in and flicking just the tip slightly as Askari gave a sudden moan of utter delight.

"Oh fuck... that's good... uh... Wolfy... have you, have you gotten your boyfriend to orgasm with just that tongue of yours before?" Askari questioned and suddenly Wolford pulled his tongue in and his eyes widened in shock. He'd... he'd never done that before, never put his tongue in such a place before and yet... yet it had looked so curiously pretty, it had been beckoning to be touched with his tongue and... and he'd liked it. He'd not cared for taste or sense, just something had made the drool bubble into the back of his mouth and beg him to lather this part of his companion's body with it. As Wolford turned to Askari with a soft whisper of no, Askari gave a soft hiccup and beckoning him to try and he'd repay it in kind. Wolford gulped heavily, he was not sure he could do it, but he was certainly going to try and he swiftly dropped onto his back, letting Askari swing onto his and then seemingly crawl backwards to lounge himself above Wolford's face.

The thick brush of the aardwolf's tail was wiggling suddenly before lifting to the side and he pushed out, flashing the little pale openings of his anal glands and urging is tailhole to pucker outward. Wolford gulped down the excess drool, he could not understand why such a sight was getting to him, feeling his own phallus starting to strain upwards and he could hardly care for the tight balls sitting beneath this hole or indeed the massive hyena dick lounging upon his muscular chest. Wolford took in a few deep, calming breaths as he wrapped his paws about Askari's waist, his form jumping in excitement to feel the tightness of this backside as he gripped the firm round cheeks and split them apart to show off that hole once more. Then Wolford brought his nose to it again, snuffing deeply at the curious scent of the anal glands, taking in something slightly musky but very distinct and it made Askari shudder before Wolford slid his tongue to the hole again.

Tenderly, the thick wolf tongue covered in drool flicked and rolling against the tight ring, feeling it flex outward, smelling something liquid starting to pinch near the anal glands to say he was exciting Askari and then he slid his tongue in a little deeper. Askari gave a soft moan, feeling the tip of the tongue push into the strange soft flesh within, tasting something exciting to make him drool more as he the licked his tongue up and down, feeling the passage flexing out to let him a little more in. Wolford drew his tongue back into his jaw, his mouth watering desperately and coating his tongue with a layer of excitement as he then pulled Askari to him a little more tightly to his nose and this time he pushed most of his tongue in. When he pushed in Askari gave a sharp sound, Wolford's tongue was boiling there was a joyful burning in the passage too and Askari was trembling with excitement for the motion. Then Wolford slid his tongue out, feeling his drool cling to the glistening walls within as he then slid his tongue back in again, making Askari give a sharp moan as his backside quaked, the passage seemingly trembling and tightening around Wolford's tongue.

Wolford liked the sensation, liked the smell of the aardwolf's own scent pressed to his nose as his tongue began to slurp and slap its way in and out. The aardwolf was soon give little whooping sounds with pleasure, his cock straining and leaking precum as Wolford lapped into the passage as eagerly as he might a bowl of fresh water. Just as with cold water there was that addictive need to glug and keep pulling the cool refreshing sensation into him, a similar obsessive addiction overcame the wolf as he lapped and slid his tongue in deeper. He lapped firmly, clapping his tongue with a messy sound against the walls of the passage, feeling it pinch and squeeze something almost oily against his tongue... or was that just because it was mixing with his drool? It was almost sweaty and somehow it just urged Wolford to keep going, moaning happily as his own cock bulged out of his sheath, his own bulb probing out as Askari was straining forward, gulping to keep his senses.

"You... you must have... have done it.... Done it before! Fuuuck.... Wolfy that's too good for a newbie... fuuck I'm gonna cum!" As much ad Askari was enjoying this, he was worried that being cleaned by this wolf was making him seem less dominant or like the submissive. That was not what he wanted, he needed to be on top, he needed to get his dick inside someone and be the real male in this situation and Wolford had been willing to be on the bottom. Askari clapped a hand to Wolford's side, insisting him to stop and with a moan, his jaws covered in drool as he began to pant, Wolford pulled away. "I gotta get in you... I gotta get in you now..."

Wolford was a little concerned, he wasn't prepared, Askari had said he'd lick him too, Wolford was tight and he knew this would be painful. But Askari looked so desperate and Wolford wanted it too, he wanted to tell him to play with his backside a little first, get him ready, but the Aardwolf was off him and grabbing him by the hips, begging him to turn over and swiftly Wolford rolled and lifted his tail, shifting onto his knees. He growled at himself, why couldn't he be more assertive about this, Vic had told him to be tougher and that should include this! Askari then wrapped his paws about Wolford's hips, suddenly thrusting forward, his form missing and jabbing Wolford's balls to make him give a grunt of upset before Askari apologised... mentioning his glasses and yet Wolford was quite sure it was probably the beer!

When Askari then thrust forward again, he was better aligned but his push was hard, he caught the edge of the hole, pushing awkwardly to the side, only the pink tip pushing in as Wolford gave a painful growl. Sloppily, Askari thrusted forward again, this time feeling a better connection but the tightness stopping him from just pushing in the way he wanted. Wolford gave a sharp whimper, his claws out on his paws, scrabbling and scratching at the wooden floor, whining and whimpering loudly as tears dribbled from his eyes. The pressure was squeezing his hips but he could feel his backside being split wide by the awkward pushing for the aardwolf. Wolford whined, he didn't want the damage but he couldn't think to yell or turn around and snap his jaws like instinct would have said for him to do. Instead he grit his teeth and tried to relax his body as Askari pushed move and what felt like a hard inflexible object pushing in shifted, catching a more flexible patch of the tight ring and finally sliding right up. It felt boiling hot and slid right up with a bubble of pleasure seeming slicing its way in like a blade with a burning sting to make Wolford gasp with pleasure but pain too.

Then then thick cock of the hyena-like beast was nestled into Wolford's body and as the wolf panted to get back to a better mindset for this, his cock still swollen though his bulb had shrunk and slid back in, Wolford could cope. But Askari lounged over Wolford, putting his full weight onto him as he gripped tightly around Wolford's stomach, making him grimace for the pain in his stomach it cause and the nausea too. But Askari began to thump his form back and forth, his mouth opening, panting sharply and huffing like he was hopping up and down and for Wolford, it practically felt like that! As he felt to bumping motion against his backside, something wet forming within him as the cock jiggled and slid just a little back and forth. Wolford groaned, it was long enough to be sitting against his prostate to give him pleasure, but it was not impressive as Askari jiggled and humped against Wolford rapidly, panting and wheezing, growling and groaning whilst Wolford's body rubbed against the carpet and he groaned softly.

Was it pleasurable or just fucking awkward? The pain seemed dull, the pleasure seemed dull, all Wolford could do was feel the weight wobbling against his hips and hear the panting against his back. He could feel the soft warming excitement within from rubbing in the right area and yet... yet it just was not seeming to snap into his head and say he should be moaning and sighing because this would feel good. The mood was lost, Wolford didn't have the interest in it anymore and yet Askari was still humping away against him and Wolford began to groan. Finally, Askari seemed to get a little more movement in his body, pulling back a little further to make Wolford gasp and feel more pleasure and finally, finally Wolford got the pleasure he wanted as he gave a soft moan, his backside seeming to soak Askari's form within as Wolford gave a whimper of joy, only to feel the sudden flushing of his bowels with the aardwolf's pleasure!

As they both panted and seemed to take a moment, Wolford's eyes watering from the fact his cock was throbbing but with the pain of withdrawing back into his sheath. His hips were quaking, he felt messy and tired but more from the fact he'd gone from a really good moment worshipping this animal's backside to being just mounted and pounded, minus the actual pleasure of a pounding. Askari though suddenly started thrusting against him again and this time it was in just short little motions, pinging and pulling and tugging at Wolford's ring, making him give a few pained yelps as the pain his awkward insertion had caused was awoken. Askari hurried on, vibrating against Wolford for a good few minutes before he came to another orgasm, spurting into Wolford's passage and still hooking tightly about him. Wolford groaned, he almost felt something then to make him excited, but it was lost quickly again.

"Ask... Askari?" Wolford whispered, but he was quite sure that the aardwolf was in another place entirely as after a few more minutes still inside Wolford and hanging off him, he started to vibrate against him again. Wolford whimpered, huffing a little as he tried to strain his body out, tried to shift his body as if it might give him some more excitement, but nothing else seemed to happen and Wolford's cock was long buried into his sheath. Wolford knew he was just not in the mood, he was feeling awkward and when Askari came again with a strangled choking sound, Wolford then shuffled forward. But Askari gripped hold of him tightly, still hooking about him and even shuffling about Wolford as he waited for his lover to stop before he started humping into Wolford a little more firmly. This time he triggered another little tickling excitement within and Wolford had another little orgasm that felt good but just as not satisfying as he felt the aardwolf cum again and this time his cream slid out of the ring, sputtering down Wolford's thighs to make him groan. He tried to move on again, feeling tired but wanting to escape, but Askari was still holding onto him.

They were not in a tie, there was no reason Askari could not get out of Wolford's ass, but it seemed the universe was just enjoying the joke. Where Wolford had not wanted Artem removed from him, he couldn't get Askari off!

About an hour later and Wolford was lying on the floor, his backside and legs sticky, crusted with cum and his backside feeling weird and quite horrible. Askari had reached another orgasm and then finally passed out, sleeping against Wolford's back and snoring loudly. Wolford was just not sure what to do with himself, he was lying on this hard floor feeling like he'd been duped and yet this must be divine punishment for not holding out longer or not obeying Vic. He groaned as he felt Askari's cock finally slid out and back into the sheath, spitting a finally more drool-like dribble of cum across Wolford's backside. Wolford was not sure he wanted to stand up yet and so he tried to clench his well worn and exhausted backside shut before he shuffled on his paws and knees towards the door to the bathroom. Askari was totally out of it and Wolford was soon mumbling to himself as he finally got into the bathroom.

"No wonder its only one-night stands, comes across all swathe and smart and worth it and then its like... ugh this was a waste of my time... but a lesson. I've got to be tough and I can't do one-night stands unless I'm in charge. Stupid Wolford... you can't be soppy, you can't be cute... its not helping you, you've got to be the tough guy until you find what you need!" Wolford grumbled to himself, swallowing down the tears and sobs for such a miserable experience and exchanging it for fury. He then shuffled over the dirt, to the flushing hole as he finally spread his legs and leant back on his knees. He then gave a violent shudder, giving a high-pitched gasp of pleasure and relief as he felt something thick, greasy and just strange slowly slide down his backside and seem to dribble down into the hole. Wolford got a shock; the sensation was so weirdly pleasant that he was suddenly erect and Wolford grimaced as he then grasped himself and then stuck his digits into his sore hole. "Fuck it... I can at least play about..."

Though still sore, he slipped his digit in and wiggled it about, playing with the stuff inside as he grasped his bright pink form and began to jerk it back and forth swiftly. He didn't need his knot to come out, just a quick jerk off as Wolford grit his teeth and just closed his eyes tightly, imagining that this pain and this stuff inside... it wasn't from Askari. He tried to dream that it was from Vic, that instead of denying him that orgasm, so long ago he'd given it to Wolford, pinned him down and thundered into him until he'd knotted and filled Wolford so fully with his cum that Wolford was going to be squeezing it from his body all day. With each thought of it being Vic's... being the property of that fox he had been so in love with for so long, Wolford gave a whimper before a sharp gasp as he spurted onto the floor and then felt a sensation almost as if he might have wet himself from his backside, thankful that he'd flushed a little more of the stuff out.

As he heaved softly for breath, Wolford pulled himself up and wiped and washed himself quickly before stepping out to the drunken form on the floor and giving a groan. He pulled his clothes on before hooking Askari up into his arms, putting the weight into his knees as he threw the naked aardwolf over his shoulder and carried him to his bed. Askari gave a soft groan of pleasure as he was settled into his bed and tucked in, his glasses sat calmly upon his bedside table before Wolford grabbed a note and left a quick scribble.

I learnt a lot, thanks. Sincere, straightforward, that was all he needed to give him, right? Wolford groaned, was he being too nice? With a sigh he stepped out of the building and into the cool night air, startled it was past midnight but feeling the cool air teasing his fur and easing his thoughts. He walked all the way home despite how weirdly loose, stiff and just stinging it felt to move thanks to the awkward stretching. He was glad this was just a one-night-stand!

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_Please note, I like to depict that not every sexual encounter someone can experience in their life time is going to be satisfying and especially if someone goes into a situation needing alcohol. Plus, before anyone questions why the Aardwolf kept doing that, during the breeding season this is the male's behaviour, not dismounting for over an hour as a way to ensure he is likely to fertilise her eggs. _