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Rei yawned. Sleep had never been so perfect.

That was a lie, it had once been that perfect, but not in a long time. He was just waking up with no sense of time in his head. His eyes flicked open as he remembered what exactly had happened to make him so tired, beyond the kidnapped part. He had come to Garrison's home in Brooklyn for assistance, and Garrison had helped himself to a little payment.

If it had been a week ago Rei would have kicked Garrison off, probably broken an arm, and left. Now, however, he had welcomed the physical contact very openly and eagerly. It had been almost four years since he and Garrison did anything sexual together, but like good wine, it had only improved.

Rei was stretched out on Garrison's odd canopy bed, a hand burried under one of the plush memory-foam pillows, his body naked to the world, though thankfully under some covers. His eyes flicked about as he remembered everything about what Garrison had done, a burning sensation forming over the interior of his ears as he remembered it very intensely. In fact, he remembered it so well, his morning erection throbbed slightly, as if telling Rei not to ignore that part of his anatomy any longer. Garrison was sprawled out next to him, though very much awake. The Siberian Husky was a romantic at heart, and getting up to leave your bed fellow alone after a rather fun time was rude in his unique book of conduct. He was sitting up, propped up against a few pillows against the headboard, and still naked himself. He was reading something. Rei sat up some and rolled onto his side, glancing to what was in the dog's hands. It was some Stephen King novel, written in the early 80's about a boy who needs to travel across the country, mostly on foot, to save his mother. The King twist that made his novels enjoyable bed reads was that the boy needed to travel not only in his world, but another.

"You don't strike me as the reading type," Rei said with a quiet grin, scooting a bit closer to Garrison and letting his cheek rest against the big dog's bicep. He tried to get a glance at a page, to see if the novel was any good, but Garrison quickly dog-eared a page, closed the book, and put it aside on the night stand.

"Ya don't use it, ya lose it, that's what my ma always said, Rei." Garrison grinned as he was glad his friend was awake. Both of them knew their relationship had not changed, at least, not taken that leap from friend to couple. Rei did not want that, and Garrison did not seem the type to enjoy a long lasting relationship that required a great deal of romanice. If anything, what Garrison had begun was only intensify their friendship, and made Rei very, very happy.

"True, but you could read the newspaper, the magazines, or internet blogs." Rei said with a yawn, rubbing his cheek against the dog's arm.

"Aye, but ya know those fuckin' blogs. They're full of ramblin' bull-shit. No one wants to report good shit, since good-shit is never good "news". It's why I don't watch modern media. It's depressing thing, and yellower than a bucket of dog piss."

Garrison, always one to be colorful, slipped that arm around the raccoon's shoulders and squeezed."I guess you have a point, but Stephen King?"

"What's wrong with King? Yeah, he's mainstream and mainstream ain't popular, but so fuckin' what? You enjoy what you enjoy, and I ain't gonna put down a good book 'cause some raccoon thinks its beneath me." Garrison smirked, playfully nudging Rei off him so he was on his back. Garrison rolled, crawling his way ontop of the raccoon and and staring down into his eyes.

Rei had yelped with the gentle nudge, but smirked. Garrison always had a point, and always resisted people's attempts to make him something he wasn't. The man was smart, one of the smartest Rei had ever met, but his attitude and diction made one believe he was a poor slob, and that's where Garrison's act was at its best. Rei always tried to judge people for what they were like internally, not by their superfical facades to withstand the cruel world. Garrison's exterior skin was repelling, designed to push superficial people away, and nearly pushed Rei away when they first met. But, as time wore on, Rei had come to realize Garrison was educated, a wonderful debater, and that his slang and peppered swears were about as much an act as his thieving persona. Everyone had their double.

"As much as I would like to go to town on you, Gar, we have work to do." Rei said with a lazy grin, his hands coming up to slide along those firm arms attached to the husky, curling his arms around the back of his neck and hugging to him gently, pressing their lips together in a soft, gentle kiss.

Garrison took the lead, slipping the kiss from a gentle peck to a passionate embrace; his tongue brushed against those soft lips and past them, gaining entry to Rei's muzzle by slipping past his teeth. The raccoon let out a pleased little yelp and then a moan of contempt before he laughed, gently pushing at the dog's chest until the kiss was broken.

"Gar, c'mon, I mean it. We have to get this stuff moving or we'll never get out of bed!"

"That's so bad? C'mon Rei-Rei, one weekend in bed, whaddya say?" Garrison grinned, trying to kiss the raccoon once more.

"How about this," Rei began, his hand coming up to squeeze Garrison's muzzle closed and held it back from touching his own lips. He was an inch away from being swept off his feet once more and being tossed into the world of passion, but they had important

things to do that did not include having sex. "We get working, and when we get my place set up, you can have your weekend in my new apartment?"

"MMnrf!" Garrison said with his muzzle being held down, his eyes narrowing as he tried to tug away. Rei smirked, not letting the long snout go right away and held it closed for a few moments longer before he finally released it. "OKay! But don' fuckin' muzzle me, rat. I hate bein' muzzled."

"Oh, you did not call me a rat." Rei smirked, winking up to Garrison and giving him a playful shove off his chest, sitting up then. " Okay, no muzzle and no trying to entice me to ignoring work and fucking for a whole weekend until we're done, deal?"

"Deal, deal. My turn to make breakfast, ya? How about bacon and eggs?" Garrison stood up, scritching his belly fur slightly, which had a bit of semen dried into it from their past evening. "Ah, fuck. I needa shower. Rei-Rei, you can use the downstairs one. Help yourself to anythin' you want of mine." This said as Garrison motioned to the closet.

"It's clean, right?"

"FUCK YOU!" Garrison said with a playful laugh as he closed the bathroom door behind him. After a moment he heard running water and knew Garrison was, at least Rei hoped, brushing his teeth.

After a bit shuffling inside Garrison's closet and his dresser, Rei found something to wear: a pair of green boxers that seemed to fit him, a black tanktop that would be more comfortable for working, and a pair of athletic shorts blue in color. He went downstairs and used the "guest" bathroom, which was kept, oddly, clean in this house of disorder and chaos. The young male showered, borrowing a toothbrush (that was oddly unopened in the medicine cabinet) and then took a long, hot shower. He washed away the filth of almost two days, as well as the seminal remains of two males, one he was sure was going to be back in his bed.

He dried himself off, spending a long time drying out his tail, and then got dressed in the borrowed clothing. When he left the bathroom he could hear the clinking of pots and pans, followed by the unending cursing of someone. Seemed like Garrison was cooking breakfast.

Rei walked down the hallway to the workshop room, one of his favorite rooms in Garrison's house. He was going to leave the technical and logistical portion of his life transplant up to Garrison; he wanted some of his old toys back so if he ran into trouble, he would be ready for it.

Rei stood at the long workbench, and was tickled pink by what he saw. Computer boards, wires, soldering devices, microscopes, various computers online for programming, fiberopiic cabling, fume hood with various chemicals, televisions and just all around every thing a little thief could need to develop his own technology. Rei was good with computers, but stuff like this, this was his bread and butter and how he went from an average thief to a great one.

Rei spent the time, with Garrison popping his head in, developing some surprises. While he couldn't duplicate everything he had in his apartment, he was able to come up with some inventive surprises. He had a few cache of his gear, copied and stored away for times like this that he would have to pick up soon, at least before he began some of his work. The various items he made ranged from smoke bombs to IP scramblers, to a voice changer, that he was very proud of. The fact he could remake some of his original tools just from memory was surprising, and actually floored Garrison.

Hours past, Rei lost track of how long, though he did have some local media station on covering the explosion at Zinger Inc. He was getting some information via the media even if it was a fallacy. The company specialized in satellite control software and had a joint contract with the US Military, which explained why there were men in uniform at the place. The explosion was linked to a chemical failure in one of the lower labs and only one soldier was hurt. Rei had to bet the hurt soldier was Harding. Good, he hoped the wolf was in a hospital bed for at least a month. He had pulled too many blows when he came into physical contact with that loser, and now he almost regretted not breaking more bones.

"YO!" Garrison said from the doorway, dressed as he had been before Rei stopped by. Garrison had the bad habit of wearing clothes day after day until they smelled too bad to continue wearing. Rei huffed as he turned in his chair and looked to Garrison. "I got something for you, Ring Ass."

Garrison had a couple devices in his hand. He walked over to the work bench and sat himself down on one of the black stools, holding out to Rei an iPhone. Rei hadn't had an iPhone before, but was surprised his friend had got him something so trendy. Rei smirked, but Garrison held his hand up. "'Fore you start whinin' its too 'fashionable' I used it since its got the best GUI I ever

seen on a 'lil phone. It's not your run of the mill Steve Jobs iPhone either, pal. I put into it a number scrambler, it bounces your phone signal so much around a pinball machine would be fuckin' envious. I think it ends in China somewhere. So, if some asswipe tries to trace your phone call, it'll only come back to China."

"Nice," Rei said as he hefted the phone. He didn't use his old phone for that one reason; they were easy to trace. "What else you do it?"

"Aw, fuck. You're gettin' to know me too damn well." Garrison smirked and leaned over. "There's an anti listening chip inside, anyone tries to listen in they'll get a high pitched whine on their end. The screen'll flash red and with a wolf skull on it and crossbones to let you know ya have a third person tryin' to learn your dirty secrets. I also have a GPS tracker on it, but it reflects yours to where your number ends. BUT! Your phone is special; you get another fuckin' phone that has GPS in it, you can

see where the person is callin' from. Also, I ripped out that poor ass camera and put in a higher resolution, and even a night lense. You can take some kickass shots with that thing now."

Rei was shocked; the work that went into the phone was impressive, and he would have to thank Garrison another way besides a pat on the shoulder and a check. He smiled to his friend and put the iPhone down. He wanted to see what else Garrison had for him.

"Ah, right. This iPod, it's special. Its a sound amp. It's not as good as the one you have grafted to your ear, but you can't use that one in crowded places. You just put the ear bud in, and then with the wheel you aim the direction you want to hear.

Click the center, and then use the wheel again to judge the distance up to about 500 meters. You can listen in on ANYTHING man, and you won't fuckin' blow your ear drums out."

"Wonderful." Rei was stunned, he wasn't sure how useful these would be, but he was going to use the phone a hell of a lot more now. He looked to Garrison then and cleared his throat. "What about my place? Get it ready."

"You know it, Rei-Rei. You got yourself a fuckin' sweet ass place right over the river. Pent house with all the security trimmings to boot! Underground garage with a privat elevator down to it and up, no one can use the elevator without your fingerprint and ID number. I just so happened to use your cup from breakfast to get your fingerprint in the system."

"What about the windows?"

"Bullet proof, of course. They auto darken as the sun rises and falls, and at night they're clear as day. You can also open

them, there's a ladder on the south wall that leads to the roof. You really repel down skyscrapers?"

"Sometimes" Rei said as he put the phone into his pocket. "I'm not Batman or anything, but I can climb up and down buildings pretty well. If I can get my envio-suit from one of my equipment stores I can go almost undetected." He wasn't bragging, and Garrison knew that. Rei took pride in what he developed to do his job, and was explaining to a friend that he didn't need to worry, he took care of himself when he was being a bad little 'coon.

"I got your emails bouncing around the net and hacked your bank accounts. You're gettin' new cards in a few days. I got you a new ID coming too. Various ones, too, from all over the fuckin' country. Hell, I even got you a Canadian, Mexican, and British IDs. Brith certificates to boot, too man."

"You know I don't leave New York, Gar."

"First time for everything, chum."

"Don't call me chum."

"Whatever. Anyway man, you wanna go get to your place and set it up? I got it furnished and computers should be devlivered. We have a lot of work if we're gonna make it look like Duncan's old place."

"Actually, Garr, I want to do somethings Duncan didn't do."

The trip over in Garrison's old SUV was a long one; driving into New York City was not smart, but then Garrison didn't want to go on the subway or take a cab, something about how he didn't like the smell. Rei had changed clothes, back into the ones he'd

bought from Target sans the underwear; he would let Garrison keep those as a momento. Garrison had changed too, but still looked almost as outlandish as he had before. He wore a pair of regular old blue jeans with rips and holes in them, but with various patches covering some of the bigger ones. The chest was covered by a thick green t-shirt with the Green lantern symbol on the front, one of Garrison's favorite super heros. "Green Light, man!" Over the shirt was a military fatigue jacket tha tlooked a

decade out of place; it had his last name on it, too. "Monroe." To Rei, Garrison seemed to be a kid petpetually, and that was part of his charm.

Rei's new place was a high rise building, about 70 stories up right next to the river as Rei had asked. They had gone inside (after Rei told the doorman who he was, of course. The two of them looked like they were going to cause trouble) and then checked in at the receptionist. To Rei, it felt like a hotel, but it was not. Rei had been handed, of all things, a clear cube attached to a gold chain, and two ID cards. He wondered what the cube was for, but Garrison was grinning proudly. The lobby was long and open, with marble pillars holding up the next level, and a fountain in the middle of some vixen playing a harp. There was glas all around with dark red carpeting leading to a set of four elevators. When the receptionist had learned Rei was the new owner of

the pent house she had called him "Mr. Stevens." Rei figured that was the cover name Garrison had used to get him this place, and he was sure more than one of the IDs coming was going to have the last name Stevens on it.

They walked up to the stainless steel elevator, Rei seeing the ID card reader and slipped one of the cards inside. The doors slid open to reveal a dark elevator cab with a potted plant in one corner. Inside there was only two buttons, lobby and P. There was the emergency button, and a small square hole between the L and P button.

"What's the hole for?" Rei asked as the door closed, locking them inside the cab now.

"That, Rei, is one lock even you can't pick. Its a fiberopitc reader, and the cube is the key. Slip it in."

Rei did as he was told, the key became bright blue as something hidden within the clear material was read. The dark buttons quickly illuminated. Garrison laughed and slapped the P button, and up they went.

The ride up was uneventual, Garrison trying to scare Rei once by jumping in the elevator, making the cab wag a bit. The cab stopped and doors slid open, taking Garrison's breath away, and Rei's. "Holy shit." Rei said, blinking wildly.

The room was the living room, Rei thought. The far walls that were the boarder of the building were glass and floor to ceiling. The carpet was white as snow, and the walls were, too. Victorian molding was decorating the walls tops and the pillars that were in the pent house, some small statues of old greek gods remained, standing in alcoves where busts of heads and various figurines were. The furniture was dark black, midnight really. And also very post-modern. Rei wasn't sure he liked the decore, but so few saw his home, who cared? He would order new furniture anyhow. In the middle of the living room was various boxes, one of them being silver and resembling a very large attache case. Rei shot his eyes over to Garrison and growled softly.

"You know where one of my stores was?" Rei said, looking to the Husky with a bit of worry. If Garrison knew, who else knew?

"Yeah, yeah. I did, just the one that you told me about when we had to pick up something of yours. Remember? I ain't ever looked for the others, chill man!" Garrison's hands were up, fingers splayed to show he was innocent, and to keep Rei from advancing on him if he tried.

Rei sighed, walking over the various boxes and slid the metallic one off the top of the others, which were obviously computers and lab equipment. Not everything he would need but a good deal of it. Rei sighed, rubbing the top of his head as he looked to Garrison. "Lets get this stuff working so we can talk to this guy of yours."

Putting the computers together was easy, though Rei wanted a lot of computers. He had a workshop area like Garrison did, but his was more specallized, so that took longer. The equipment had to be done right, from the various laser devices and fiberoptic systems, hacking into the building security, setting up private and very secure internet connections, plus hacking into the

satellite dish ontop of the building, the task was monumental, and would not be done in one day. Rei's goal was simple, he wanted the computers up and running with software to scramble signals, but talk on a video connection with Garrison's informant. He wanted to get some information out of him, but knew to wait till nightfall anyway. Rei was done with his office so to speak, three computers all hooked up and updating from his private server located somewhere in New Hampshire that Drew had setup for him

with all his files and various computer needs.

Rei had set to work on the televison set, the plasma TV with the various recivers, but also a small computer tower. He was not in the mood to sit infront of a computer again, and would handle the meeting in his new living room with the blinds closed. He was under the long black laquered table, tugging on some cables that he had actually run through the wall when he felt something hit

his lap gently. He was a good three feet under the table as he felt warm hands on his waist, and then fingers on his belt.

"What the?" Rei said, spitting out the screw driver form his muzzle. "Garr, not now man. We got work to do!"

" I know, but I don't wanna wait. JUst a bit of a taste." Garrison seemed to not take no for an answer as he undid Rei's belt easily, going about trying to pop the button open.

Rei was almost tempted to crawl out from under the table to stop Garrison, but the moment he felt the button snap open and then the zipper lowered, he sighed. "Why now?" He managed to say as he picked up his screw driver and tried to work through it.

"Cause we're gonna be talking to my friend soon, and you gotta be relaxed. All this work today, you're fuckin' stressed. Don't worry about returnin' the favor now, just let me loosen you up." Garrison snickered as he stared down at those green boxers, fingers undoing the button fly, moving the material about so the sheath was peeking through.

The husky went to town on Rei's sheath, wet tongue flicking down lazily over the fat sheath, coating it in his saliva, sometimes moving his tongue along the opening, letting the wet liquid drip inside. Rei let out a moan of bliss but he shook his head, trying to focus on his work. He gritted his teeth as he brought the screwdriver up to scew in a screw as Garrison lapped at his sheath, trying to coax him to arousal. Rei curled his toes as he felt the diligance of the tongue working generously up and down along his sheath, lapping and licking in a way only a canine could do, making it moist with saliva. A hand had moved between his legs, gripping his balls and massaging them, tugging on them and just trying to do his best to make him feel downright good. By the time the red tip of his length was peeking out of his sheath Rei was having a hard time focusing on his work.

Garrison was pleased to see that tip and showed his appriciation by assaulting it with his tongue, licking and laping over the pointed bit of bare flesh. Rei yelped at the intense sensation and kicked a leg up, missing the big dog by only mere inches. He was unable to see what was going on thanks to the table, and Garr would not let him out until he had his way with his sheath and cock, so he was stuck here, unable to watch as his friend gave him a rather nice blowjob.

That wet canine tongue did not have to wait long for more of that red flesh to appear, the tongue was having the proper effect on any healthy male, which was get them hard as a rock as quickly as possible. MOre and more of Rei's veined length pressed out of his sheath, slipping out and only having a moment of being dry before that pink tongue slapped along its veined curves, covering it with his saliva and seeking out those nerves that made men squirm. Rei's breathing became more and more staggered as he felt the tongue gracing his length, which was becoming more and more hard, too! He could look down the length of his torso and just barely see a flicking muzzle and petal-pink tongue as it teased his sheath and cock. Eventually, after a few more long moments of Garrison's tongue flicking over the pink and red flesh did it become fully hard. Rei sighed in pleasure but hard only a few

moments of peace before Garrison went to work, licking over his entire length, up and down, swirling along the head and finding those wonderful nerve endings. Rei's hand slapped the ceiling of the table as he felt the rush of pleasure shoot down his length and through his spine. Rei was unsure if he had been precumming, but was sure if he was, Garrison had been generously and happily lapping up the slippery substance.

Rei's eyes were closed, his hands moving up to try and remember the task at hand, but it was hard. The licking and lapping was so wonderful and mind numbing, a pleasuring sensation that had Rei on pins and needles. Rei sighed again, and just as he connected another wire, Garrison shot his muzzle down his length.

Rei yelped as his knee almost hit Garrison, but was held down by that one free hand of the husky. Rei moaned as his husky friend had about half his length in his muzzle and was rapidly bobbing his head along those few inches. This was a sure fire way to make any man cream, but Rei tried his best to hold on, his hands slamming the side of the table again as he began to buck his hips up and down, hands holding onto that screwdriver very tightly, a deep, long moan coming from his throat before...Garrison stopped!

Rei laid there, breathing deep and hard as he was now not held in any muzzle, the cool air hitting his wet length and made him shudder. He felt his orgasm begin to eb away as and pleasure recede.

THe raccoon let out a pleasured little sigh and picked up another cord, using the few moments of peace to connect another wire. JUst as he was screwing in the last connector, he felt lips on the tip of his length and then the familiar sensation of being inside Garrison's hot muzzle. He felt those hot lips with the tongue brushing along the underside of his length, licking along the smooth flesh lazily. Rei felt the lips reach where they had been a few moments ago and then continue southward. Rei was feeling pleasure well up inside of him as he came to the realization that Garrison was deepthroating him. before he knew it, he was burried deep inside that hot muzzle, feeling tongue and throat muscles flex around his length.

With another moan of pure pleasure, Garrison bagan to bob his head eagerly up and down along his length, and continuing to deepthroat him when he had the whole length inside his hot muzzle. Rei was done working right now, he couldn't fight the wonderful pleasure coming from what Garrison was doing, nor did he want to. Garrison took his time at first, but he had one clear goal now; get Rei to cum. Those hot lips moved up and down along his length with a reckless abandon equal to that of a teenager losing their virginity, and Rei hadn't the control he once had.

In a few moments, before he knew it, he hit his peak. It hit him almost without warning, which surprised him as he screamed out Garrison's name. His length throbbed hard and pleasurable as he felt his length well up. He flexed the muscle inside him to try and hold it back, but he only got a few more seconds before his climax hit the both of them. Garrison had pulled back so the head

of his raccoon cock was against that soft, suple tongue of his, and moaned again in pleasure as he felt the rush of raccoon sperm hit his tongue, splashing along his tastebuds and down his throat. Rei panted as those lips suckled out the last few ropes of his cum, before those tiers pulled away, a laugh from Garrison. "Much better. Ya done?"

Rei was panting, but he nodded as if Garrison could see him and edged himself out from under the table, Rei was red in the ears and grunted as he tugged himself back into his boxers and buttoned his pants. "That was, as always...really amazing, Garr."

Garrison smirked, bowing a bit then and winking tot he wonderful man infont of him. "Go get changed and I'll set up the connection. I had the suit sent like you asked, its in the bedroom."

Rei nodded and grabbed the attache case of his gear, and vanished into the bedroom.20 minutes later, Garrison was seated on the floor with a keyboard. The drapes had been closed, the HD webcam set up on the top of the televison, and the lights dead save for the glowing blue screen. Rei stepped out from the hallway and into the living room wearing a black suit and tie, very expensive looking. He moved, with his eyes still closed, infront of the couch and sat.

When his eyes opened, Garrison saw red rings glowing where the color should have been.

"Lets do this."

To be continued...