# A New Partner

Author: David G.
Tags: M/M, Oral, Otter

ss9-b A new partner V 2.0 02.02.02 Part 1  
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WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF A SEXUAL  
NATURE. YOU MUST BE 18 YEARS OR OLDER TO READ THIS STORY. IF THIS  
KIND OF STUFF BUGS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. IF YOU  
DO, IT IS OF YOUR OWN ACCORD. WRITER EXCEPTS NO RESPONSIBILITY  
FOR YOUR ACTIONS.  
--David G. [ss9]  
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A new partner  
  
Detective Reno sat at his desk looking at the note that was  
sent to him. It was like the others, designed to scare him by  
letting him know he was going to be killed if he continued his  
investigation.  
"RENO!" The otter cringed as the bellowing sound of the  
Captain's voice filled the room. His eyes shifted about only to  
see his fellow detectives glancing his way. The old wooden chair  
squeaked as it slowly spun around, and creaked as he rose. The  
otter looked up towards the Captain's office to see the rather  
large grizzly bear standing in the doorway.  
Reno chuckled to himself as he remembered a scene from an  
old movie he had just watched. He thought, 'In every enforcer  
movie, the Captain always stands in the door of his office as he  
calls over an older detective. Then he introduces him to his new  
partner.' But since Reno didn't see any other furs in the  
Captain's office he felt pretty safe.  
When he was about fifteen feet away from the steps that lead  
to the Captain's office, Reno felt a bit playful. He put his arms  
out to his sides and in a jokingly, yet defensive tone he spoke  
up.  
"It wasn't me Captain, honest. I was out of town visiting my  
sick Grandmother. Whatever that perp' said was a lie. I swear I  
shot him less then six times in the leg, and it wasn't my fault  
that the other prisoner tried to run away and fell down right in  
the path of that truck that was backing up." The Bears eyes  
narrowed and a low growl escaped his clenched teeth. "I swear I  
did nothing wrong, and how did you find out about it?"  
The burly bear growled, "In my office, sit down and shut  
up." The bear then moved back behind his desk and picked up a  
plastic bag. He held it out and said. "Here Reno, another love  
letter for you."  
"So we've gone to just opening up all my mail, have we?"  
Reno replied as he reached over and took the bag.  
"Calm down. Security picked up traces of an explosive, so  
your letter was pulled out of the system. Whoever sent you this  
one has also been handling some powerful explosives. And now that  
you have received your fourth death threat, you get to have some  
company for the next few days."  
Reno protested, "Oh no way Cap! I don't need a safety  
officer shadowing me."  
"You know the rules, and you also know I may have  
reconsidered assigning you someone, but that letter proved to me  
that some fur out there might just be serious enough to carry out  
his threat against you. So you get a shadow, end of subject."  
The bear waved his hand and from the adjoining room entered  
a younger, well-dressed otter. He walked over and rubbed palms  
with the Captain, he then extended his hand out toward Reno and  
began to introduce himself.  
"Good morning Detective Reno. My name is Eric Murphy. I'll  
be observing you for a bit. We'll work on reducing your risk for  
attack."  
Reno leaned forward towards the large bear. "Captain, if I'm  
in such danger, why should we expose this young pup to it as  
well?"  
The Captain looked at Murphy and began to nod his head; he  
then looked at Reno, smiled and shook his head. "No sale Reno..  
Get used to having him around," The bear replied. "You're a risk  
to yourself, and Special Operations Officer Murphy will be with  
you like bees on honey."  
Reno stood up and placed his hands on the Captain's desk.  
"Sir, I have underwear older then he is! Just how is this young  
pup going to teach me how to be safe?"  
The bear leaned forward and smiled. 'I guess he'll tell you  
that as you take him with you. Now the both of you get out of my  
office and get to work." Just as Reno was about to walk out, the  
grizzly spoke up again. "Oh and Reno, don't be so cheap about  
getting new underwear."  
Reno turned around and headed out mumbling to himself, "This  
is a bad movie."  
At his desk he picked up a couple of disks and his laptop.  
He then glared at Eric for a second before heading out of the  
squad room, with the younger otter right on his tail.  
Eric spent the next three hours watching Reno follow up on  
some leads involving a case he was working on, all the while just  
remaining quiet and taking notes.  
Eric was starting to get hungry, but didn't want to disturb  
Reno as he worked. He just figured the older otter would pull  
over for food at some point, so he'd just tough it out. It was at  
that point that his stomach growled.  
"If you're that hungry, why didn't you say something?" Reno  
asked.  
Embarrassed Eric spoke softly, "I didn't want you to change  
the way you do things. I need you to act as if I am not even  
here."  
"But you are here. Now where do you want to eat?"  
"Where ever you like. I am just here to observe."  
Even with Eric's reinsurance, it was making Reno a bit  
nervous as he ate his lunch. He had never eaten a meal before  
with anyone who did not try and carry on a conversation. And he  
kept wondering just what Eric was writing down in his logbook.  
Hoping to find out, and to learn a bit about Eric, Reno  
said, "Look pup, I appreciate the fact that you have been keeping  
to yourself all this time, but I know that not talking must be  
tearing you up inside. So when I'm not busy, you can talk to me  
if you like."  
Eric put down the taco he was munching on, then meticulously  
cleaned his hands before opening his notebook. As he wrote, he  
mumbled. "Interesting, craves audio support. An obvious cry for  
companionship." He then closed his notebook and looked up.  
"Detective, I am here merely to observe. I only need to ask  
questions of you when I need some further information about your  
habits. If I was going to be your partner, then I think it would  
be more appropriate that we get to know each other. But I'm not  
your partner."  
Reno quickly put down his burrito and without the  
pleasantries of cleaning up he growled. "Damn straight! No fur  
could replace---" Cutting himself off, Reno realized his reaction  
was a bit aggressive, so he changed his tone of voice. "Ah.. I  
mean, I don't need a partner."  
Eric quickly discovered that touching on the idea of Reno  
getting a new partner was a bad one. "Sorry.. I didn't mean  
anything by mentioning the word partner. I know you had a partner  
once, and I know that you two were a force to be reckoned with."  
Eric's enthusiasm could be heard in his voice. "Between you  
and Detective Cain, you two hold the record for bringing down  
more bad furs then any other team. You may not know that several  
of your cases are used in the Enforcer training course."  
"So what does that mean? Henry and I are like some kind of  
folklore at the academy?" Reno asked.  
Eric sat up straighter and leaned forward just a bit, and  
with a smile on his face he said, "More like hero's." He then  
realized his enthusiasm had gotten the better of him, so he  
slowly lowered his head and went back to eating.  
At the end of the day, Reno updated his files and logged  
out. He was about thirty feet from his transport when he stopped  
walking.  
Then without turning around he calmly said, "Just where do  
you think you're going pup?"  
Eric paused for a second, then nervously answered. "Uh.. I'm  
kinda still on duty."  
Reno gave out a sigh as he slowly turned around to look at  
the younger otter. "You have to be kidding. You don't think I'm  
taking you home with me?"  
"Sorry Sir, but I have to make a complete report and that  
includes any dangers at your home as well."  
"Look Officer Murphy. It isn't going to happen. Shadowing me  
at work is one thing, but my private life stays private. You can  
just put that comment in your report."  
Reno got in his transport and proceeded to drive out of the  
parking lot. As he did he looked into his rearview mirror and  
watched as the image of Eric, still standing in the middle of the  
drive, became smaller and smaller.  
That night Reno's dream was a bit more unsettling then  
usual. It was about his ex-partner, the same dream that haunted  
him almost every night. It started out the same. He found himself  
kicking open the door on the old warehouse, trying to get outside  
to stop his friend from starting the cruiser. He managed to get  
closer to his partner than in any other dream. The difference was  
when his partner turned to look at him; Reno saw Eric's face,  
just before the cruiser exploded.  
A gasp of air was the only sound that filled his room, as  
Reno sat up in bed, his fur damp with sweat, his heart pounding  
so hard in his chest he could hear the blood flow as it coursed  
through his veins. He laid back down and tried, unsuccessfully,  
to stop the tears that filled his eyes.  
After a minute, he rolled over and turned on a small light.  
He opened the drawer on the nightstand and removed two pictures.  
He looked closely at the first one, which was a head and shoulder  
shot of his deceased partner. He ran a finger across the glass  
outlining his friend's face. He then set the photo down on the  
pillow next to him. The next one was a shot of the two of them on  
vacation, and a very rare shot of them holding each other in  
public. He laid that photo down on his chest and drifted off to  
sleep.  
The next thing he knew his phone was ringing off the hook.  
Still slightly dazed, all he managed to do was grunt as he held  
the receiver to his head. A second later his eyes widened.  
"There's a body on my doorstep?.. Ah, no.. If I need any  
backup I'll call it in.. Thank you."  
Reno grabbed his robe and gun. Once in the living room he  
peeked out through the curtains, and sure enough he saw part of a  
body curled up by the door. He pulled the door open, and a still  
sleepy and surprised, Eric came falling into the house.  
"Just what in the hell are you doing?" Reno asked in a stiff  
tone.  
Shivering, Eric's jaw shook and he stuttered a bit as he  
tried to speak. "I told you.. I'm st... still on duty.. I.. I  
needed to check out the safety conditions of you.. your home."  
Reno helped the half-frozen otter into his house. He sat him  
down on a kitchen chair. He then grabbed a blanket and wrapped it  
around Eric's shoulders.  
"I don't drink coffee, so the best I can offer you is some  
warm milk."  
The younger otter whispered, "You wouldn't happen to have  
some chocolate I could add to the milk?"  
Reno hid his smile as he pulled out some chocolate mix and  
set it down next to Eric. As the milk warmed, Reno noticed Eric  
was still shivering. He walked around and started rubbing his  
shoulders through the blanket trying to help warm him up.  
Reno's thoughts drifted off to a time when he and Henry were  
vacationing up in the mountains and Henry almost froze himself,  
trying to stay out in the snow longer then him. When reality  
returned, Reno let go of Eric and he went to get his glass of  
milk.  
He sat down at the table and asked. "So, what did you find  
out about my place?"  
Still with a slight shiver Eric spoke up. "There are two  
windows that you need to cover better, and it gets very cold  
around here at night."  
After shaking his head, Reno got up and made a phone call  
into work. "Yeah, hello Captain. Ah, Officer Murphy and I will be  
in a bit late.. He has to make a security check of my place. He  
already did his nighttime check, now he has to look around in the  
daytime." Reno paused for a moment and pulled the phone away from  
his head as the Captain yelled out a few things. "Hold on there  
Captain.. It was your decision to assign me a safety officer. Now  
if you don't want him to do his job, then I suggest you send him  
back, and explain to him that you don't like the way he does his  
job."  
All Eric heard after that was a loud growl from the phone,  
and the sound of the receiver being slammed down.  
Reno smiled and calmly said, "The Captain said it's OK to  
come in a bit late, and for you to continue your work." Reno saw  
the disapproving look on Eric's face. "What now!"  
"That's not what he said, and you lied to him. That is not a  
good thing to do."  
"What? You prefer I had told tell him the truth. That you  
came all the way over to my place just to tell me to fix my  
drapes on two windows, and then you camped out on my front porch  
and almost froze your tail off. Is that what you wanted me to  
say?"  
Eric looked down at his almost empty glass of chocolate.  
"Well when you say it that way."  
"No duh!" Reno chuckled.  
Eric started to laugh, and Reno joined him. It was just then  
that the older otter realized that this was the first time in  
almost two years that he enjoyed sharing a laugh.  
"Come on numb nuts, lets get going before the Captain puts  
both of our tails in a sling."  
Eric stood and gave his body a little shake. "Well actually  
they have warmed up some. So they're not really numb any longer."  
Reno slowly turned around and straight faced he said, "I  
really wasn't commenting on any of your body parts."  
Eric's ears warmed up from embarrassment as he realized he  
had made that statement out loud.  
Once at the station, Eric headed for the locker room and  
Reno headed for his desk. After a couple of minutes, Reno made  
his way down to the archives. Just as he was ready to sit down,  
he gave out a moan as he realized he had left his laptop in the  
squad room. He turned around and headed back to retrieve it.  
To avoid seeing the same old things as he made his way back,  
Reno took a different route walking through the locker room. He  
heard the shower running, and as he passed by he glanced over.  
His eyes widened as he spotted Eric cleaning up. The water that  
was cascading down his body gave him a slick shiny look, and his  
fur laid so flat, every detail of his slim, but muscular form  
could be seen. Reno gave out a soft sigh and continued on his  
way.  
Once he grabbed his laptop, he looked at the two main doors  
in the room. One led to the hallway, while the other would put  
him back into the locker room.  
It took him only a few seconds to figure out the right thing  
to do. Once back in the locker room he started walking towards  
the showers, but this time there was no sound of running water.  
He turned and made his way to the center of the lockers. As he  
walked down the middle aisle he spotted a towel being pulled up.  
When he reached the section of the lockers where the towel  
was he found Eric wrapping it around his waist. Eric quickly  
looked up, and once he saw Reno he gave out a small sigh of  
relief as he smiled.  
"Oh, it's only you." Eric sighed.  
"Thanks, you really know how to make a fur feel special."  
"Sorry, it's just that in High School and College I used to  
get picked on a lot, so locker rooms don't hold any pleasant  
memories for me." Eric confessed.  
Not knowing just how to respond, Reno decided to change the  
subject. "Well I am heading for the records room. Once you're  
dressed you can come join me."  
Eric smiled and nodded his head. Just as Reno started to  
walk away, Eric pulled the edge of the towel releasing it. He  
raised it to dry his face and as he did Reno's eyes shifted down,  
catching a glimpse of Eric's crotch.  
Moments later, Eric pulled up a chair and sat down next to  
Reno. He watched, as the older otter would pause every now and  
then to take notes after looking over some old reports and crime  
scene photos. As Reno kept entering information into his laptop,  
it looked as if he were drawing a map. Each bit of information  
kept leading to another and they all seemed to be coming to back  
to an unknown source.  
As he worked Reno would, every now and then whisper, "Now  
lets see where this takes us."  
Eric noticed that Reno seemed very apathetic as he collected  
his information, that is until a photo of what looked like pieces  
of old rusted metal piled up, came up on the screen. Eric watched  
as Reno shifted his body, and clenched his hands. Reno then  
slapped the power button on the monitor, shutting it off.  
Reno growled, "Let's go." as he stood and walked out.  
When Reno sat down at his desk Eric spoke up. "While you  
finish working here, I'm going to go give my report to the  
Captain. I'll be back in a few minutes."  
Reno replied, not really paying much attention to the  
younger otter. "What? Oh yeah. Hey it was nice pup. Good luck in  
your career."  
"Okay, so how much trouble is he in?" The Captain asked as  
soon as Eric walked into his office.  
"Well it will take a bit to re-train him." Eric looked back  
over his shoulder towards Reno. "Didn't you tell him I was going  
to be with him for the next month?"  
The large bear leaned back in his chair, hooking his hands  
behind his head. He then chuckled. "If I would have told him  
that, you wouldn't have even spent one day with him. And if  
you're smart you won't tell him either. Just take it one day at a  
time until he gets used to you."  
"Just one last question Captain. How long did the  
headquarters psychologist talk to Reno about the death of his  
partner?"  
The pleasurable look on the bear's face turned quickly. He  
leaned forward and looked Eric right in the eyes. "For your  
safety don't even bring up his last partner. And just so you  
know, the psychologist who talked to him asked for a transfer  
after they finished talking. So all you need to know is the  
subject of Detective Cain is off limits. Now give this to him.  
You two have a burglary job to cover."  
When the two arrived at the burglary location, Reno started  
chuckling. Eric said nothing as he walked into the small  
pawnshop, though he was dying to know why Reno thought this  
situation was so funny.  
Reno waved Eric over. "Officer Murphy, you see that poor  
Raccoon standing behind the counter? His name is Rocky. Rocky  
here, believe it or not is one of the biggest crooks in the  
city."  
In a gruff tone the Raccoon snapped back. "Allegedly,  
Officer Ream-mo."  
"Yeah right.. Anyway, Rocky here runs twelve pawnshops,  
which allegedly, receive more stolen goods then any place else."  
Reno looked Rocky square in the eyes, "So Rocky, how does it feel  
to be on the receiving end of it this time?"  
"Up yours Reno.. Now why don't you just do your job, which  
by the way my tax credits pay for." The Raccoon then started  
chuckling, "How ironic, because of that it seems that right now  
you work for me."  
Reno spent the next hour collecting information and samples  
from the crime sense. Eric carefully watched and even assisted  
Reno when he needed that third paw. Eric enjoyed watching Reno  
work, and he witnessed procedures that made more since to him now  
that he had actually observed them in a real life situation.  
Outside, Reno started taking pictures of everything around  
the back of the shop. Once he finished, he took a closer look at  
the door frame. He took some pictures of what seemed to be just a  
few scrapings on the edge of the jam.  
"Well, well, well, look at what we have here pup." Eric took  
a closer look at what Reno was pointing at. "This is the symbol  
of the Kith gang. The dummy that helped pulled off this job was  
nice enough to sign in."  
Eric asked, "How do you know this mark wasn't put here a  
long time ago?"  
"Look at the other scrapes and scratches on the frame. After  
the wood has been exposed for some time, it darkens."  
Reno pulled out a pocketknife and made a small cut on the  
wood showing Eric that the color of the wood was the same.  
Sounding as if the case was solved Eric said. "Well that  
makes our job easy. All we have to do is go and get the fur who  
left this mark."  
"That would be nice, but he didn't do anything but watch out  
for any enforcers. Lucky for us he was bored enough to scratch  
out his sign."  
"Not too smart of him." Eric chuckled.  
"We're talking about gang members. The word smart to  
describe them never comes up."  
Reno spotted Rocky coming their way. He handed Eric the  
camera and told him to take a few more pictures of the area.  
Rocky handed a sheet of paper to Reno. "Here is a list of  
all the things that were stolen from me. Now go and get my stuff  
back."  
Reno looked at the list, then back to the Raccoon. "I'm sure  
the original owners of these items said the same thing." He  
turned to Eric and said, "Come on, we have what we need. Let's  
get out of here."  
Reno had the pictures developed while the two of them  
lunched. Reno then drove to a part of town that no fur in his or  
her right mind would go on purpose. He pulled up in front of an  
old run down bar. Though Eric was not too pleased, he stayed  
right behind Reno as he walked into what seemed to be quite a  
dangerous situation.  
The two only made it half way to the back of the bar before  
they were surrounded. Then each gang member pulled out some kind  
of weapon and pointed it at them.  
Quite calmly Reno spoke up. "By your response I know cheese  
lover is here. Tell him I have something for him."  
Eric moved in as close as he could to Reno. Then whispering  
nervously he said, "Did you know we were going to be in trouble,  
before or after we walked in here?"  
"Trouble? What trouble? When I give you the word, you take  
out all the furs on the right, and I'll keep the ones on the left  
busy until you can come over and help me."  
Just then an ominous laugh could be heard coming from behind  
a few of the furs. Eric poked his head out from behind Reno and  
watched as the furs in front stepped to the side leaving room for  
a large rat to step forward.  
"Reno, it's nice to see you haven't lost your sense of  
humor, and speaking of humor, how's your partner?" Reno's eyes  
narrowed as the rat chuckled for a few seconds. "Oh that's right.  
He's dead, because you were too slow. Or maybe you purposely  
stayed in that building a bit longer then you needed to." Eric  
was close enough he could hear Reno give a little growl. The rat  
turned his attention to the younger otter. "Now what do we have  
here, another partner? Now wouldn't it be a shame to see him die  
as well?"  
To get the rat's mind off of Eric, Reno spoke up. "Listen up  
cheddar breath," he snarled, "A couple of your boys are going to  
drag you into a little gang war. Which is fine by me. I would  
much rather see you clowns kill yourselves off." The rat looked  
at him with a slightly confused look.  
"A couple of Kith's members pulled off a heist in a CC  
controlled hood, and to top it off, it was Rocky's place. So as  
far as Rocky knows, you gave the OK."  
"That's a load of crap piled higher then you Reno!" The rat  
growled. "Rocky knows I would never give the okay to hit one of  
his places."  
Reno pulled out a couple of pictures of the burglary scene.  
He pointed to the little marking on the door frame and he watched  
in enjoyment as the rat's expression slowly changed. He then  
handed him a copy of the missing items.  
Reno smiled, turned around and started heading for the exit,  
pushing Eric along. They were almost at the door when the rat  
called out Reno's name. He glanced back towards the rat.  
"One might get the impression you're trying to help. Now we  
both know that you would never do something like that. So I just  
have to know. What are you up too?"  
Reno told Eric to wait for him outside, and it was only  
after the angry look he received from the larger otter that Eric  
carried out the request. But just to be safe he held the door  
slightly ajar so Reno could make a quick exit.  
Reno turned around and calmly said, "Look Rizzo, if you piss  
Rocky off, you might end up dead, and I don't want him to have  
the gratification of killing you. That bit of pleasure I want  
reserved for myself." He then walked out and drove off.  
It was half way back to the station before Eric could get  
his thoughts together. "What in the hell was that all about!?! If  
you keep pulling crap like that, there will be no way I could  
ever keep you safe, let alone myself. So just how do you expect  
me to write this up?"  
"I don't." Reno replied.  
Stunned at Reno's remark Eric said. "You don't! And why is  
that?"  
"Because if you do, they'll see that you are incapable of  
doing your job. So how long do you think it will take them to  
transfer you to traffic control, unless that is what you want?"  
At the end of the shift, Reno headed for the parking garage,  
again shadowed by Eric. About twenty feet from his transport  
Reno, without turning asked, "Are you planning to sleep on my  
porch again?"  
"If I must." Eric's reply.  
Reno gave out a sigh, "Get in."  
When they arrived at Reno's house, there was a truck parked  
in his driveway. "Don and Quinn Construction" was painted on the  
side of it. A large Mountain Lion was just coming out of Reno's  
house as they walked up.  
The Lion smiled and said, "Hi Reno"  
"Hello Quinn, so how's it going?"  
"Great. The job's done, you'll find Don inside cleaning up."  
Reno walked into his bedroom and sure enough found Don in  
the Master bathroom cleaning off the sink.  
"Looks good Don."  
The Husky turned around and smiled. "Thanks."  
Don stepped out of the way letting Reno get a good look  
around. He nodded his head and softly said. "Henry would have  
loved this."  
Don walked up and asked. "Not that it's any of my business,  
but why after all this time did you decide to fix the bathroom  
the way Henry wanted it?"  
As Reno ran his hand along the new counter top, he answered  
the Husky. "I promised him that we would do this. And I always  
keep my promises. The only thing was, he put the blueprints in  
one of his files. And it was only recently as I was cleaning out  
the last of his things that I came across them."  
As Don was leaving, Eric stopped him. "I couldn't help but  
overhear your conversation with Reno. Could you fill me in on  
what's going on?"  
Don looked back towards the Master bedroom. "If you need to  
know, I think it's best if you asked Reno yourself. Just remember  
you will be touching on a very delicate subject."  
Later that evening, Reno watched in amazement as Eric ate  
two slices of pizza before he had a chance to even finish one. He  
then thought, 'So this is why the pup had me order the extra  
large pizza.' The last slice in the box was Reno's, but he knew  
he wouldn't be able to eat it. He watched as Eric's gaze shifted  
from that last slice to him and back again. Just to play around  
he slowly reached for it.  
Then at the last second, he spun the box around and said.  
"You can have it if you like. Otherwise it goes into the  
disposal."  
As Eric snatched it up he said, "Well it's not good to let  
food go to waste."  
After dinner, Reno turned on the monitor so Eric could watch  
it as he went to go clean up in his new bathroom. When he came  
out, he handed his houseguest a robe.  
"Here, you can wear this. I'm sure it will be more  
comfortable then that suit you have on. And if you want to clean  
up, the bathroom is the second door on the right."  
As Reno made himself a cup of hot chocolate, he heard the  
monitor go off. When he walked out he put in a CD and started  
listening to some classical music.  
As he sat there listening, he could also hear the sound of  
the shower in the background. He closed his eyes and smiled as he  
found himself beginning to enjoy the sound of another fur in the  
house. Just about the time Reno finished drinking his beverage,  
he heard Eric's footsteps. Reno turned around and for a split  
second his eyes grew, as Eric stood there in the robe, looking  
like his old flame.  
Once Eric sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs, Reno  
glanced and watched as the young otter made himself comfortable.  
Eric shifted his body once more and uncrossed his legs. When he  
did, the robe opened and from Reno's spot on the floor, he had a  
clear view of Eric's package. Though he tried to keep his eyes  
wandering, he was unsuccessful and kept looking at him.  
To avoid any embarrassment he reluctantly stood and headed  
for the kitchen. As he passed him, Reno asked, "Would you care  
for something to drink?"  
"Whatever you're having is fine." Eric answered as he  
wiggled in the chair, making himself a bit more comfortable.  
After handing Eric a cup of chocolate, Reno took a seat and  
tried to concentrate on the music. This worked for only about a  
minute, he then found himself glancing at Eric's crotch once  
again. The warmth of the drink, and his view, began to cause Reno  
to warm up. He also felt his maleness starting to grow, so before  
embarrassing himself, he decided to get up and take a seat on the  
couch.  
Eric put down his drink and leaned over to pick up his  
notebook. This act wound up moving the robe covering him up. Reno  
felt a bit relieved, but at the same time now missed his little  
view.  
Reno jokingly said, "You know pup, you sure do a lot of  
writing. Maybe I can talk you into writing my reports."  
Eric never picked up his head, but only shifted his eyes.  
"You couldn't afford me. I may be easy, but I'm not cheap." He  
chuckled. "And as for writing so much, well I like to account for  
every minute of the day."  
"So just what are you going to write about this afternoon?"  
asked Reno.  
Eric replied. "That even though you placed yourself in a  
situation that may have caused you some physical harm, you took  
all the appropriate precautions to reduce the risk to an  
escapable amount."  
"Now I know I want you to write my reports for me. You lie  
better then I do." Reno chuckled. "Well pup it's late, I'm  
heading for bed. The guest bedroom is the first door on the left.  
Goodnight."  
"Night Reno. I'm just going to finish this report, then I'll  
head to bed."  
It was one in the morning when Reno woke up and noticed a  
bit of light filtering down the hall. He dragged himself out of  
bed thinking. 'That must be one long report the pup's writing.'  
When he peeked around the corner, he saw that the light was  
coming from the table lamp next to the recliner, which contained  
a now sleeping Eric.  
Reno walked over with the intent of waking the young otter  
up, but when he reached him, he froze. The chair was fully  
reclined with Eric lying almost flat. The robe that he was  
wearing was now completely open, revealing his slender form. His  
right hand was resting high upon his thigh. His left arm was on  
the armrest. As Reno walked around he saw Eric's report book on  
the floor, as if it had fallen out of his hand.  
As he picked up the book, he glanced over and noticed Eric  
had some similar markings as his old flame Henry. Besides the  
light brown fur which covered most of his body, and the cream  
colored fur that accentuated his chest and hips, Eric also had  
brown pubic fur, and a brown six inch strip which ran down the  
center of his chest, just like Henry.  
As Eric stirred, a glimmer of light reflected off his body.  
Reno bent over and noticed a bit of his clean fur was matted down  
and damp. A smile cut across his muzzle as he realized that Eric  
had just finished pawing off, and as he relaxed in the after  
glow, he had fallen asleep. Reno wondered what the young otter  
was thinking of as he pleasured himself.  
Reno's attention then shifted to the book he was holding. He  
opened it and sure enough the first twelve pages were an  
accounting of the events that had occurred. He then found the  
pages after that point empty, thinking, 'That's odd, the pup's  
been writing in this thing almost nonstop, and this is all he  
has. There has to be more.' So he thumbed through the rest of the  
book. He found the last ten pages were nothing but drawings, but  
what surprised him most was the fact that they were drawings of  
him.  
He was impressed at how much detail there was in each  
drawing. The first drawing was of when the three of them were in  
the Captain's office, the rest of the drawings dealt with their  
first couple of days together. Him at his desk, him driving,  
lunch, the burglary, and their meeting with the rat. The next  
drawing was unfinished, but Reno knew it was one that showed Don  
and Quinn working on the house.  
He began to feel quite honored being the subject of the  
pup's talent, that was until he reached the last couple of pages.  
Then he felt a bit embarrassed, as he looked at a couple of  
drawings of him completely naked. He was surprised at how much  
detail there was in the drawing, even to the point that Eric had  
guessed quite well how he looked undressed, especially dealing  
with the most private details of his body. Just before closing  
the book, he spotted a partial drawing on the last page. It was  
one of him lying in bed with an erection. He saw the size of his  
erect maleness in the drawing and smiled as he thought, 'I wish.'  
Eric started to stir again so Reno set the book back down  
and made his way back to his bedroom. As he laid down, the image  
of Eric lying naked in the chair and the fact that he just  
finished pawing off kept playing over in his mind. He soon found  
his right hand stroking his own member. It seemed to only take a  
minute before his muscles began to tighten, and his toes to curl.  
Normally he would have slowed down his rhythm but tonight was  
different. His feelings had already peaked, thanks to his  
thoughts about Eric, so now all he wanted was some release for  
his body.  
When he felt every nerve in his body tingling he gave into  
one of life's basic urges, and his otter seed shot out in a  
volcanic eruption, sending the white liquid high up onto his  
stomach. Load after load of his seed came forth with each pull of  
his hand. When his body finally settled down, after being rocked  
by his orgasm, he was surprised at just how wonderful he felt and  
how strong his climax was. He knew the last time he had that  
strong of a reaction was back when his partner was still with  
him. He smiled as he felt a warm bliss settle over him, and he  
drifted off to sleep.  
The next day Reno was sent to investigate a report of a  
found body. When he arrived, he talked to the enforcer who was  
first on the scene. Eric kept glancing over to the bright yellow  
tarp that covered the body. His mouth kept going dry as his pulse  
raced. Though he had seen a dead fur before, it was in the  
coroner's office and the body had been cleaned up for viewing.  
Eric watched as Reno walked over to the body. He stopped  
short, and began walking around it obviously looking for clues.  
With each pass Reno moved in a bit closer. Eric wished that he  
would just finish his investigation, because he felt as if his  
breakfast was getting ready to make a brief appearance again.  
When Reno finally reached the body, he gestured Eric to come  
join him. Eric was careful not to knock over any of the little  
markers that Reno had placed around, marking possible clues. He  
watched as the older otter pulled the tarp off, exposing the dead  
fur. Eric had to swallow hard to keep his food down, as he turned  
his head away for a second.  
Reno handed Eric the camera and told him to get some  
pictures. Then Eric heard Reno say, "Lets roll him over and see  
who our guest is."  
Once the body was rolled over, Eric stood up and turned  
away, knowing that if he looked down now, his breakfast would  
come right up.  
"Come on pup, I need you to hold his hand."  
The thought of what Reno just said made him cringe, but he  
knew this was part of the job. He just didn't know exactly which  
part.  
Sucking in a breath of air he turned around and squatted  
down next to the body. Even wearing his latex gloves he still  
didn't care much for touching the dead fur. He tried to take his  
mind off the body by asking Reno a question.  
"Do you have any idea who would have done this to him?"  
"Do what?"  
Still trying to avoid looking down, Eric swallowed hard and  
said. "Who would shave his chest and stomach and cut him up like  
that?"  
"You should know. Just look at the rest of the clues."  
'Oh great!' Eric thought, 'Now I have to look down.'  
Eric kept swallowing trying to control his stomach's urge to  
empty itself. Then nervously he said, "Clues? There's clues? You  
want me to find clues?"  
"Would you feel better if I had you secure the perimeter and  
have that enforcer come over and help me?"  
Eric felt like saying yes, but he didn't want to disappoint  
Reno. "No, I.. I can do this."  
"Fine, then I'll get you started by giving you your first  
clue. You're holding it."  
Eric took a closer look at the furs hand. "Oh my God. His  
fingertips are missing. Some sick fur cutoff his fingertips." He  
looked up at Reno, who nodded his head. Reno then held up his  
hand and slowly lowered one finger.  
Eric looked back at the body. The sick feeling he had inside  
started to subside a bit, as curiosity began to take over. He  
looked a bit closer at the fur's face. He then gently lifted one  
of the fur's eyelids. His stomach churned and his muscles  
tightened, feeling like he had just been punched in the stomach.  
With a sour look on his face Eric said, "His eyes are  
missing."  
He looked at Reno who lowered another finger. He then knew  
that Reno was counting down the clues he had already found. As  
Eric stared at Reno's remaining three fingers, he prayed he would  
find the remaining clues quickly.  
He again looked at the body. This time he turned the head  
slightly and noticed a thick black string right at the edge of  
the fur's mouth. He carefully opened the mouth and found what  
looked like a wiring harness. He went to pull it out but Reno  
reached over and took his hand.  
"Let the coroner do that. We'll need to know if it was put  
in there before or after he died."  
Eric went back to examining the body. He scanned the fur  
from his head down to his feet. He then gave out a sigh, not  
seeing anything else out of place. He then thought, 'At least  
from this angle.' So he stood up and moved to the other side.  
As he did, he noticed something about the cuts on the fur's  
chest. He pointed down and said, "Hey those cuts spell out  
something."  
Reno smiled and said, "One last clue pup, what is it?"  
Eric smacked the side of his head, when he realized what  
he thought was just part of the brutality inflicted on the fur  
was actually a brand.  
"He has a brand.. And it looks like the same marking left on  
the door from.." Eric's eyes widened. "Oh my.. I'll bet he was  
one of the furs that broke into Rocky's place, and this was done  
to him in revenge."  
"Very close pup, but if you can read what has been carved on  
this slob, that will give you your final answer."  
Eric shifted his head from side to side as he slowly spoke.  
"I.. we.. no wait, that's will.. not.. thin for my.." Eric  
stopped talking and looked a bit closer. "I will not think for  
myself." Eric paused for a second, "Now what is that suppose to  
mean?" He looked at Reno and his eyes grew. "The rat. This is the  
fur that robbed Rocky's place, and the rat had him killed because  
he doesn't want any trouble with the Raccoon. So this is some  
kind of peace offering."  
Reno nodded his head as he said, "Very good pup, you just  
might make a real enforcer yet. Now lets get going, it's lunch  
time and I am starving."  
Eric looked down and thought, 'Lunch.. I don't think I'll  
ever eat again.'  
That evening in the parking lot, Reno looked at Eric. "Let  
me guess. You are still on duty, right?" Eric nodded his head.  
Reno gave out a sigh and pointed to his transport. Eric wasted no  
time in climbing in "Okay pup, where do you live?" Eric gave Reno  
a surprised look. "Don't worry. We have to get you some new  
clothes. You wear that suit again and the other officers are  
going to start talking about you."  
Eric chuckled then gave him directions to where he was  
living.  
As they approached the house, Eric whispered, "We have to be  
quiet. I don't like to disturb the fur that lives upstairs."  
The two entered through the side door, which took them right  
into the basement. As Eric hastefully packed some clothes into a  
nylon bag, Reno looked around the small room admiring the  
sketches that lined the walls.  
"These are really good." Reno remarked, "You have a lot of  
talent, so why didn't you become an art teacher or something?"  
"Two things, maybe if I was talented as my art teacher Mr.  
Wookie, cause if you think I'm good, you should see his work. His  
drawings are so detailed they look like photographs. And two, I  
have always wanted to be an enforcer. Drawing for me is more of a  
hobby."  
Reno cocked his head slightly. "You better hurry up pup, or  
you'll have to introduce me to your mother."  
Eric was shocked that Reno knew that this was his mom's  
house, and no sooner did Reno finish his sentence, than they  
heard the upstairs door open and a female voice call out. "Eric  
baby is that you?"  
Eric cringed as Reno looked at him and smiled. Knowing he  
could not hide the fact that he was there, he spoke up. "Yes  
ma'am, I'm just picking up some clothes."  
The sound of foot steps making their way down the stairs,  
instantly gave Eric a sick feeling in his stomach. He knew as  
soon as his mother saw Reno, she would start to share all of the  
most embarrassing moments of his life. He quickly crammed the  
rest of his clothes into his overnight bag, hoping to make a  
quick exit.  
"Oh you have company," The older female otter said as she  
walked over to Reno. "Hello there, I'm Connie, Eric's mother."  
Reno extended his hand to rub palms as he said, "A pleasure  
to meet you Mrs. Murphy."  
Eric stepped over. "Mom this is Detective Reno. Him and I  
are..."  
"Partners for the next few days." Reno speaking up covering  
Eric's reluctance to tell his mother the real reason they were  
together. "Eric's helping me with some confidential matters  
concerning a case I'm working on."  
"Oh my, nothing dangerous I hope."  
"Mom!!" Eric replied in a plaintiff tone.  
She turned around and looked at him. "So are you and your  
little friend going to stay for dinner?"  
Eric panicked for a moment, not knowing just what to say. "I  
don't know.. Detective Reno has a lot of work and like he said,  
he needs me to help him. Right Detective Reno?"  
Reno glanced at Eric's mother. "Your son is right, we do  
have a large case load." Eric gave out a sigh of relief. Then  
Reno looked at Eric. "But we do have to eat sometime." Turning  
back around he finished by saying. "So if it isn't an imposition,  
we would love to stay for dinner." Eric's mother and Reno looked  
towards Eric after hearing a depressed moan and the sound of his  
luggage hitting the floor.  
During dinner, Eric felt as if he were shrinking right there  
in his chair, as his mother regaled Reno with the most  
embarrassing moments of his young life. After dinner, Reno even  
took some time to glance over some photo albums that Eric's mom  
brought out. Eric was embarrassed yet again, as it seemed these  
albums only contained pictures of the most awkward moments of his  
life.  
Eric gave out a sigh of relief as the evening finally came  
to an end. He then discreetly kissed his mom on the cheek and  
headed for Reno's transport. The two were almost to Reno's house  
before Reno spoke up. "Are you going to say anything?" Eric's  
only response was to shift his body and to look out the passenger  
window. "I'll take that as a no. So you can now just sit there  
and listen to me. Number one rule. Use whatever means at your  
disposal to learn whatever you can about every fur that you may  
want or might need help from. Example, I know things about two  
small time dealers, and because they know that I know, they are  
willing to give me good information on other bad furs. So tonight  
you might just say I did the same thing. It's just you I got the  
info on."  
In a tone that could have lowered the temperature in the  
transport, Eric gruffly said, "You had no right to do that.  
Personal stuff like that should only be shared with ones  
partner."  
"So if we were partners, you wouldn't care?" Reno asked.  
"Well you heard some things tonight that I would not even  
share with my partner. And let's not forget, you knew I wanted to  
leave, and you just took advantage of the situation."  
Though they rarely argued, Eric sounded just like Henry,  
Reno's old partner. The tone of Eric's voice brought back  
memories of Henry and those thoughts gave Reno an uneasy feeling.  
Once at Reno's place, he moved Eric into the spare bedroom.  
As the young otter unpacked, Reno headed for his bedroom. He  
picked up a silver picture frame and gazed at the photo it held.  
It was a picture of him and Henry working on a transport. Though  
it was not much to look at, it was the fastest street-legal ride  
at the track. He then opened up the frame revealing a hidden  
picture of the two of them standing by the pool. It was a shot of  
Reno with his arm around Henry's waist as he leaned in giving him  
a kiss on the cheek.  
End Part 1

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