Twenty-one: Back to Work

When Wolford woke up, it was to hear that there had been some situations and developments with a cause for the madness amongst the predators being confirmed. Thankfully, it had come in time that his own observations had been considered fine and though he'd woken up muzzled, it was removed and he was checked over carefully. He had a few bruised ribs and a bashed nose, but aside from that he looked in good shape and was just told to go back home for now so everything could be sorted out properly.

He didn't get the chance to go back to work and find out about the developments, instead Rhinowitz had offered to drive him home and he was more than thankful to see a friend again. But as they sat in the car together, the rhino was wearing a thoughtful expression upon his face before telling Wolford to look towards the folder of paperwork that had been produced in a rush upon the sofa. The rhino told him too that the 'Nighthowlers' incident had been a sheep conspiracy and Wolford's eyes widened in recognition to the suggestion he'd made to the boss not too long ago. He picked up the files and noticed they were regarding irregularities amongst spending and charges amongst the sheep community support officers that had been brought in.

It seemed that being put in the hospital had been a good thing, as far as civilians and non-officers were concerned, Wolford was at home with broken limbs and would have to wear fake casts left in the back of the car for him. It was going to be the cover for where he was whilst he was given an undercover job amongst the sheep. It had certainly not been something that Wolford had expected, but it seemed the oddities had been obvious from the get-go and Higgins had been hoping for a chance to get involved in checking them out, something the Deputy Mayor's role in the predator incident had given to them. Wolford was surprised, but when he had to shift the bandage on his arm and foot, they were so stiff and smelt so much of the hospital his ears went flat back as his nose wrinkled and Rhinowitz was cackling away.

"They're damn authentic, aren't they? Yeah we've got a friend in the hospital who was willing to sign them off and sign our forged documents with a false name in view of others on your matter. If anyone gets suspicious or goes digging, the sheep that saw Higgins getting those discharge papers signed for you can confirm your situation. This has been an interesting situation, Young Wolford... but is there anyone on the force in particular you need me to tell about your situation?" Rhinowitz questioned, well aware that it was likely that Wolford had close friends that might give things away if they were not told the situation carefully or at least told that he was this badly injured. It surprised Wolford that the hippo was quick to get everything sorted and he was even a little surprised that he would have been of such interest with just a simple suggestion some weeks ago.

"Fangmeyer and Delgato are the two you should tell, if they think I'm pretty ill than they're going to be preparing some kind of card over it, which will help out too. But thanks for this... really I was not expecting to come back and get embroiled in chaos straight away!" Wolford stated with a chuckle, though he had been encouraged to go visit home to let the top brass think over his suggestion in the first place. But with everything settled and thankfully his suitcase in the rhino's trunk, the pair arrived at the building and Rhinowitz made a show of getting the car door open properly and then helping his friend out and towards the door, insisting he'd come back for the luggage. It was actually rather amusing to say the least and swiftly, the pair wobbled to the elevator and then to their floor. The rhino eased the young wolf towards his flat and then opened the door, only to surprise Sandy who was looking petrified. "Hiya Sandy... uh... you won't believe what happened!"

"Finny told me! Oh Wolfie, you're such a brave wolf!" The little Fennec launched right up into Wolford's body, making him give a yelp of shock before she pulled back straight away. Sandy gave a whimper of apology, shaking her head in embarrassment over the matter as Wolford just chuckled at her and insisted he'd be alright. She was very quick to grasp his paw, wanting to lead him inside as the rhino gave a chuckle and stated he'd get the wolf's luggage brought up. Wolford had no choice but to obey the little nurse as she lead him hopping over to the sofa and then rearranged the furniture to lift up and rest his limbs. He was almost embarrassed to have cushions propping him into a sitting position, a footstool under his arm cast to keep it up and then cushions under his damaged leg. He was then surprised as Sandy took the luggage and then immediately went to sort it out as Rhinowitz stepped to Wolford's side with a grin.

"I'll call you in soon... I'd say milk this for all its worth when you've got a sweet little nurse on hand to heal you." The rhino snorted and for a brief moment, Wolford wondered if Rhinowitz realised that he was gay or not. He was not going to question it as Sandy finished tidying and then hurried to get him some coffee for the wolf. Wolford tried to explain to her that it was a minor fracture and all of this was just for safety, but she was shaking her head and insisting that no one else would have dared to rescue a fox, or face three cape dogs! It made Wolford blush gently at the idea of such a brave thing being put to him and he hoped that news got back home, it would certainly please his father to hear it.

Instead, he was left fully comfortable and being pampered by Sandy for saving her boyfriend and low and behold, that night Finnick arrived himself. Wolford just greeted him calmly, enjoying beer through a straw whilst watching a historical drama with Sandy that was on television. They'd both had a dinner she'd made for him with another recipe by the bat-eared fox in the paper and he'd enjoyed it, but Finnick was looking rather shocked at the situation. Wolford expected that the fox had guilt after what had happened, maybe even a little fear that Wolford might use this against him, but of course the wolf just wanted them to settle as friends and nothing more.

Finnick though stepped over and seemed to look like a frightened kit, his paws gently stroking the fake casts as he looked towards the wolf tearfully. It was not wat Wolford had expected considering how tough this Fennec was at heart and yet Sandy insisted that Finnick had been hiding out in his van with a baseball bat to hit anyone that tried to go for him! Wolford was startled to think that the fox would have had that kind of reaction but then again, Finnick never liked to think of himself as smaller and different to other canines and yet, those Painted dogs would have proven just how small and fragile he was in comparison! Wolford had been lucky anyway, if one of them had bitten him, he would not have let go and the other two would have been on him in a flash and ripped him in half... they were damn dangerous!

But the trio just settled down to watch the television, catching up with the news and hearing Finnick scoff about how good the bunny cop was. He then made a grunt about his buddy Nick going to join the fuzz now. Wolford had chuckled at the thought, if one fox got on the force than others might and he might be able to find someone that was better for him. As they continued to let themselves sink into the evening, Wolford found himself considering his relationships again and feeling even more stupid when Cinders had appeared on the television planning to join the charity benefit with Gazelle to help clear up Zootopia from the damage done by the Nighthowlers. It reminded the wolf that he really was a bad picker and then, Wolford had decided he would go to bed as Sandy and Finnick helped him on the bed, made him comfortable and then left him.

In the darkness he heard the usual sound of Sandy and Finnick smooching on the sofa and then talking about how lucky they were that they had a friend in Wolford. He overheard them talking about how grateful they were, how much it meant to have a safe place to go at this time and Finnick had mentioned that no one else would have stood up for a fox. In truth, he was probably right and in that situation no one would have rescued anyone, the place had been gripped in panic. But Wolford had the slight feeling that he did not deserve any praise from Sandy considering what had been happening with Finnick.

By midnight, Wolford could not sleep at all and was trying to get comfortable in a way that would not reveal his injuries were exaggerated. He was trying not to count sheep and instead had decided to look up videos on the internet discussing the cultural world and lingo of sheep. He'd plugged his ears and been trying to absorb the information and learn the different aspects of the 'baaa' accent. He was aware that he had a growl in his voice so he'd have to change it to exaggerate different words, more length on a words and less rolling of the rs. He'd have to learn not to use his ears or tail to react and not to sniff too loudly, it was going to be some intense cover-work, but he was quite sure he'd be able to get the job done well if he put in the practice and thankfully, there were some trustworthy sheep that would be training him too.

As he'd yawned and then put the video aside, surprised how many wolf slurs and slang there was in sheep culture and how many phrases had completely separate meanings, not to mention how racist some of the modern ideas on sheep were, he'd rubbed his face and given a hefty sigh. He was now aware that referring to anyone as the 'black sheep' of the family was culturally insensitive as black wool was prized just as much as black-faced and legged sheep were. There were also strict rules about wool description, fuzzy, curly and fluffy were racist but if you mentioned 'lamb chops' to anyone it was a hint that you were into sheep too young for your age group. Basically, Wolford was learning that he could not say anything to do with sheep whatsoever, so he'd have to play the nerdy posh boy sheep that they might take the fun out of anyway... he'd have to try his best whatever was decided for his cover.

The door to his room opened and he was drawn out of sheep thoughts to notice that Finnick had stepped inside, closed the door, turned on the light and was... sheepishly... approaching the bed. Wolford said nothing as he watched the smaller fox climb up onto the bed and then shuffle the covers away from the damaged leg before shuffling between them. Wolford's eyes widened, but he did not want to say anything when it could risk his cover and Finnick was liable to spoil any situation if he did not react to him right, but the Fennec gave a piteous expression. He gently peeled Wolford's boxers down as the wolf curled his lips in warning before Finnick gave him a sneer and then lay on his front, face to Wolford's groin and then held onto his sheath with a snort.

"Look... I owe you one... I know we had an agreement to end it but, let's end it on these terms instead of the last ones. Now shut up and enjoy yourself... I've never sucked a guy off before so you'll have to bear with me if I do shit." Finnick grunted, his deep voice low and filled with warning as Wolford's eyes widened at the offer. It wouldn't really matter if Finnick was shit, Wolford didn't tend to get off from his front anyway, but it was clear that Finnick was determined to do him a favour as he gently stroked and rubbed at the sheath. Wolford winced slightly as his form slid out a little, only to shiver one touch of Finnick's tongue had it retreating back and the fox giving a swear. "Shit... how come yours is so shy? Wait... I know... you got some lube you can reach?"

Wolford strained with his free arm to pull a draw open and the only thing he could flick out to the fox was a condom. He could see the expression on the fox's face said he clearly was not intending to go any further than this. Wolford appreciated it, but at the same time he was still feeling some regrets as he watched the Fennec gently put the condom onto Wolford's form, only after pouring some lube onto his backside had caused more of an erection. Finnick was away Wolford only rally got it up from behind, but this couldn't hurt, surely? He then rubbed his paw along the condom to help make the wolf's cock stretch out before then rubbing his over fingers around the already twitching hole.

Wolford groaned softly in pleasure, his backside was twitching desperately, begging for a little attention where he'd received nothing much from Cinders in the end! Finnick just rubbed his digits against the ring, coating it in the cool lubricant that was stretching out and getting hotter to the touch. Then his digits slid in gently, two of them pushing into the hole as Wolford gave a soft groan of pleasure and his cock straightened even more. Finnick pressed them in, rolling his digits softly and then pumping slightly, feeling Wolford open out and his hips relax out for Finnick to see how eager Wolford's body was for more.

Finnick gulped, feeling that easing, the way it then sucked his fingers right in and tried to swallow his whole paw, it was hard not to want to stuff his cock in there and get in a full blow knot. Knotting with Sandy was a no-no, doing something like that with a female these days was super risky for pregnancies and yet Wolford had not shirked at it and his body has swallowed in the cum without him whimpering once in anxiety. It was disturbingly exciting, but Finnick swallowed back his desire and then opened his mouth, gently wrapping his mouth around the condom covered cock.

Wolford gave a low groan of pleasure, feeling the digits pumping in was fantastic but with the soft warm pressure over Finnick's mouth around his member, it felt like he was back in a threesome again. He closed his eyes, his ears going back as he gave soft moans of delight, his backside getting wet and puckering desperately around Finnick's digits as the fox's tongue flicked and wrapped around the cock. He really did not like the tase of latex and he was not very good at this, he was sloppy as he tried to suck and just slurped the flavouring off the slippery condom. He had more control of his fingers as he then opened his mouth out wide and then let the cock go into his mouth as deeply as he could. It made him grimace as he closed his lips around it, feeling the cock swell and pulse more from his fingers than anything he did with his mouth, but he still had to try.

Finnick tried to focus more, pinching his lips around the slippery form and then bouncing his head up and down, giving gags of discomfort. He could feel it prod the back of his throat, making him want to vomit, but he busily sucked up and down around the cock, holding it with one paw to stop it going too deep into his mouth. He snorted messily from his nose, he could feel acid building in his throat because he was feeling that desire to pull away... he couldn't really do this and yet Wolford was giving gentle moans to feel it and the pumping digits. When he continued to suck some more, feeling the cock swell again and then stuffing his digits together as he pushed his whole paw into Wolford's backside. It caused the hips of the wolf to buck and Finnick pulled himself away from the awful blowjob and instead, enjoying the feeling of Wolford's backside squeezing around his wrist.

Wolford was panting desperately, his cock standing rigid and he was almost lifting his hips right off the bed, his backside was twitching and clenching violently around the little fox's wrist. Wolford gave a whimper, his body stinging with anticipation and pleasure, feeling every sensitive part of himself rubbing around the knuckles of the little fox as he grinned in pleasure and then gave a chuckle. Finnick slowly began to open out his digits, stretching his paw to a relaxed position, feeling the clenching become so hard and firm it almost broke his wrist. He looked hungrily to Wolford's desperate face and then, rather suddenly, the wolf wheezed in growing preparation as Finnick made a motion for him to be quiet, Wolford clenched his jaw down and then Finnick stretched his paw out, closed it and then stretched it out again.

The damp mess inside was suddenly burning as if it were on fire and Wolford was moaning into his paws as he shivered and groaned. Finnick licked his lips, stretching is paw out as wide as possible, pulling it back and doing it again. The wet squelching sound excited him as much as it excited Wolford groaned and moaned into his paws more before Finnick began to thrust his fisting in as he curled it more, making Wolford stretch out and snag him desperately. He groaned even more tightly, clenching onto Finnick's wrist so tightly before he came with a wheezed howl and wet pop as Finnick pulled his paw out and then chuckled.

"Well... I've never seen a condom almost fly off a guy's dick before!" The fox snorted in amusement, but Wolford just fainted back in disbelief and exhaustion at last.

The next morning, he was left to his own devices, though Sandy and Finnick had set him up with a comfortable seat on the sofa and news that he had friends coming around. Wolford's ass felt quite sore, a little bruised in fact and he was grinning in amusement as he realised it was the first time he'd been fisted and had felt good. However, he was a little doubtful it would work with anyone that wasn't a small fox! But with a sigh he settled back until he heard the gentle knocking at the door about lunch time and someone unlocking it, making him grin.

"Hello Delgato... Fangmeyer... how are you both doing?" Wolford tilted slightly, peering over the sofa and watching the lion, tiger and someone else coming after them. He could not quite see, but he was startled when the pair were giggling as they approached and then the lion jumped onto the chair beside him, making Wolford grunt as he was grinning down at him in delight.

"Hiya Wolfy... looks like you stole a little more vacation with that 'heroic act' in the station! You really are a curious thing..." Delgato grinned, suddenly straining forward, swinging his arm around the wolf's neck and giving him a mild choke before the tigress smacked his paw and then Wolford's ears twitching. He could hear someone preparing food in the kitchen and he gave a slight grunt of confusion before the lion was grinning at him and the tigress sat herself down with a smile.

"Well... you know you've been meaning to find an actual romantic partner that wants to have a relationship? Well... your little heroic act as all on television and helped us explain our case to this guy. He's going to cook us all a meal as like a sort of casual first date, get to know you... uh, why not introduce yourself?" The tigress was beaming in delight when the figure stepped around from behind the sofa and smiled at Wolford. Wolford gulped heavily, he could not believe he was looking at a bat-eared fox... but not just any one of these foxes....

"Hi there, my name's Xander Delalande..."