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*The character Fuscus is used with permission of Fuscus Pellis. *

Fuscus ran over the roof and jumped the 5 foot alley to the next building. If his guess of speed was right, he had about 10 seconds to get to his vantage point. Assuming the target was still on the right line. "Update?"

"Target moving as expected," a heavy, huffing voice answered back in his earpiece. "I'm 10 meters back. Traffic is light. Should be good for the ambush."

Fuscus pulled the long rifle from his back and slid to his thigh, other hand and tail moving to catch the roof below him and slow him down. Mentally, he counted down his seconds. His body moved upright as his motion halted and the rifle came to settle on the edge of the roof.

Below him, the street was loosely spread with civilians walking to and fro. None of them realized that a galactic criminal was currently on the run and about to be fired upon. The cries of shock and surprise was always a fun bonus of the bounty hunter's job. Three seconds. "Left or right side?" He scoped his rifle to the end of the street about 2 hundred meters away where it turned out of sight.

"Left. *huff huff* Making the turn now."

A small red blip moved across the sight of his scope and he moved to follow. His count was a second off; within acceptable margin. One eye tracked the road as the other followed his retical to just lead the bounty. The fox would likely try to turn into the alley coming up, so he'd have to shoot fast.

There was a break in the crowd. Good enough. His grip squeezed around the grip and the rifle let out a quiet thump. It took half a second for the small pellet to travel down the road and crack into the running fox's shoulder. The man twisted under the impact and went sprawling for a second. "Got him," he said with a smirk.

He kept watching as the fox put a hand to his shoulder and the rest of the crowd moved out of his way from the stumble. But he only got a few steps before he faltered again and fully went down this time. Fuscus could hear his swearing of frustration from even that distance over the crowd. The crowd moved in, breaking up his view. He didn't need to see it to know, though.

A large bear moved into the view, pushing through the various creatures. "Move aside, folks. Official hunters." He stopped midst the ring and leaned over to huff. "Remind me again why I'm down here this time?"

"Because doc says you need more exercise."

"Yeah, fuck you." He leaned over and picked up the fox. The target's shirt and pants were completely slack, which was the source of the shock and anger on the street.

The pellet he had shot was laced with nanites designed to phase shift the limbs of whatever they struck out of existence for a short time. Non-lethal restraint that lasted for 2 hours. They called them EC shots, short for 'Easy Catch'. Perfect for their job. The bear huffed a bit as he slung the fox over his shoulder. "I'll meet you back at the ship."

"Copy that, buddy." Fuscus shouldered his rifle and stood. "I'll pick us up some drinks on the way back. You earned it."

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A few hours later, their latest target was locked up in the cell working off the second dose of restraint nanites as their shuttle cruised through warp space. Fuscus sat in the small living quarters with Brutus, his bear partner. They were halfway into a liter of Kuren wine and the shi-shi was definitely feeling it. He saw the mirror across the way, looking at the pair.

Fuscus was a shi-shi, a species that looked like a combination of wolf-dog and lion. The top of his head, down around his neck to his chest was a thick, puffy green mane. The rest of him was mostly canine except for a thin-haired tail. And Brutus was good old Terran brown bear. Definitely an interesting combination, if he had to be honest. But damn if that bear didn't make an amazing cuddle partner.

Brutus gave a soft hick-up and laughed. "God... I think you owe me a little more after making me run that much." His arm gave a gentle squeeze around the smaller canine.

"Oh really?" Fuscus responded. "And just what did you have in mind?" The bear visibly thought for a moment before standing, making Fuscus sit up straight. He went over to the other side of the room and took out his hunting pistol. Seeing it instantly made the shi-shi blush brightly. "Oh... You want that, huh?"

"Yeah, I want that." Without waiting for consent, the pistol leveled and popped.

The shot stung Fuscus's chest for a moment and he clutched the spot. It wasn't super painful, but it was still a physical shock. Then he felt a familiar tingling in his arms and legs. He watched his hand as it started to shimmer and then completely fade. In a matter of seconds, every limb was gone and his sleeves and pants hung empty.

He let out a soft, helpless whine as Brutus came back closer. The bear was already stripping his clothing. They didn't let it show much, but the pair were earnest sexual partners. On long missions, they didn't have many other options. And Fuscus couldn't deny that he loved subbing for the giant fuzzball. He couldn't help it; the big bear was such a lovely.... well, BEAR!

By the time Brutus was standing over the limbless dog, the bear was naked and the dog's cock was rock hard in his loose pants. He couldn't help it. Giant arms reached down to pick him up and he was carried towards the bedroom. Clothes were pulled off as they went. He had no arms to struggle with. He wouldn't have if they were there, but the lack of the option was such a turn-on.

He was set on the bed, smooth rounded cock standing straight up. "What shall I tease you with?" Brutus said with a hum. He idly stroked his own cock by reaching around the thick bear gut. Fuscus could only moan and squirm. He didn't particularly care what, but he wanted something.

Brutus moved around the bed and straddled Fuscus's head so that all he could see was his hanging genitals and ass. And then he promptly sat. The heavy balls sat on his nose to almost choke his breath, but just shy so that he could smell in the full power of the bear musk. The weight moved so that the short but fat cock pushed against his dog lips and he began to dutifully lick.

"Mm, yes... You love it when daddy gives you a helping of scent."

It wasn't a question, but Fuscus nodded as best he could. Then he felt a gentle brush to his cock that made him groan and wiggle. It instantly stopped and he gave a hot whine into the cock.

"Hey, stop being so needy and take what you get, or I'll just hang you up by your cock."

He knew that wasn't an idle threat, so he quieted himself. This time, he managed to keep from squirming as the hand touched his shaft again. The hand wrapped fully around him. Between that touch and the scent of musky bear cock in his nose, his mind washed into a haze of pleasure. That scent would last in his nose for days.

After a bit, the bear moved to put his knees right where Fuscus's arms should have been, getting a new angle. When he sat this time, his anus pushed to the shi-shi's muzzle. He obediently began to lick the hole. He could taste the musk of the bear, worked up from hours of hunting and not yet washed. It was heaven to him.

And there he remained for several long minutes as the bear enjoyed his labors. His tongue rolled over the muscle ring, poking it now and then to softly work it. The bear was a top, so he didn't push in, but he knew his dom loved the teasing feel of tongue on his backside.

At some point, Brutus must have decided he was done with that, because he sat up and rolled off. Fuscus hung his tongue out a second as the haze cleared and he realized he was about to get something else. He didn't moved, but luckily he didn't need to. He felt a cool wetness f lube touch his tailhole and rub. "Mm... Oh, yes, Daddy..."

The fingers rubbed at first, then two of them slid firmly into his ring. He gasped a hiss at the stretch as they worked. His cock twitched as his muscles tensed and relaxed from the probing. This meant he was going to get a good workout. The coolness turned to a heat as the fingers glided in and out and his backside began to tingle.

Then the fingers came out to smoothly to be replaced by the bear cock. It was only 5 inches long, but nearly 2.5 thick. Just how the dog loved it. He moaned as the head came against the ring and pushed. His backside resisted for only a second before it stretched to its familiar friend.

The pillow dog arched as he let out a long howl of pleasure. The thing pushed to its full depth smoothly in one press. Brutus slid up to kneel on the bed, the dog's butt held up by his powerful hands and the dick. "Time to fuck my little toy." And he started thrusting.

Fuscus let his body rock. Once again, he was pushed into that mental space of knowing his body was helpless to stop this. And yet he loved it just for that. His own cock flopped between his own belly and Brutus's to leave pre on both sides. If anything, he yearned for more touch there. None would come, and that only turned him on more.

Brutus rode his ass for several long minutes. The bear had wonderful endurance. At one point, he rolled Fuscus face-down and lifted him upright to bounce up and down like an over-sized fleshlight. Then they rolled completely so Brutus was lying down and he moved Fuscus to slide over his gut as they fucked.