Insufficient Funds
Since this is my first story it's probably far from the best. Except there's pretty much no Nook/Redd (or Animal Crossing in general) stuff out there.
- * * Eleven thirty. He was late. Maybe, just maybe he'd forget what day it was and I could get some extra time. Or maybe he was toying with me. You could never be sure with him. Perhaps I'd get lucky tonight. With that the flap on my tent suddenly was brushed aside. Well, so much for that. It was dark outside, but despite the general lack of lighting inside the tent I could tell it was Tom. Who else would be out this late? The smarmy little raccoon stepped in and approached me. I stepped aside from the lantern that was resting on the counter and moved towards a darker corner. I know it wouldn't matter in the end, but it would probably be for the best if Nook didn't see the nervousness in my face. My forehead was starting to sweat a little bit and I was nervously tapping my fingers on my other hand. "Rent time Redd!" Tom spoke in a manner so cheerful it was almost disheartening to know I'd disappoint the bastard. Nook was a strange person. If rumors were to be believed, Nook's overly polite disposition covered up a much more sinister side that only showed when he didn't get what he wanted. Seeing as he was responsible for all the housing in town as well as running the only general store he always got what he wanted. Tonight I'd witness firsthand whether or not the rumors were true. "And uh, how much do I owe you?" I figured he could read me like a book. I'm sure he knew already that I didn't have his money. "Well," he spoke, looking upwards as if he was trying to think, "I believe it comes out to 4,500 bells." He closed his eyes and smiled yet again, his wide grin mocking me "I see it's gone up a bit. My wallet's thin enough as it is Nook." The smile ran off his face pretty quickly. Assuming there was some raging monster beneath his sunny personality, that probably wasn't the best thing to say. "Don't fret! I'll be sure to take things into consideration if you can't pay." Now I was starting to wonder if he really did know that I didn't have the money. He was still acting like everything was going the way he wanted. Maybe he wasn't the brightest raccoon. Maybe the rumors were false, but then again people don't make it to the top by just smiling at everybody. "Listen Tom," I nervously began speaking, "I kind of, well, I don't have the money. I swear though I'll get it to you as-" The raccoon held out his arm making a gesture for me to stop. He did it in more of a way you'd expect a friend to stop you from repaying him rather than a mob boss stopping you so he could just have you killed. "Ah yes, financial troubles. I hope they're not too serious. It's fine though if you can't pay me. We'll work something out. In the meantime try to cut back on your spending so you'll be able to afford the rent soon." I stood there looking like an idiot. If the expression on my face was any more blank you could use it as a canvas. This is what I was afraid of? "Really?" "Of course!" Nook shouted. "Perhaps we could arrange payment in something other than bells." But what else did I have other than bells? Granted I had an entire tent filled with things for sale, but Nook wasn't an idiot, it was all junk and he knew it. I doubt he'd take a fake painting. "But I don't have anything worth that's actually worth any money." I tried to explain, finally calming down a bit as Nook didn't seem to be upset after all. "Nonsense, I can think of something that could most certainly cover the rent." A smile began to creep across Nook's face, somewhat sinister looking, but more mischievous than anything. He picked up the lantern and closed the shutters shrouding the room in darkness. Just what was he doing? I felt a bit of a pull against my body, and that's when Nook reopened the shutters letting light back into the tent. That's also when I noticed I was now stripped of my loincloth. "You." Meanwhile inside my head a million alarms were sounding, lights were flashing, sirens were wailing, and my mind was screaming to abort. There I was, completely exposed and vulnerable to Nook. As if I wasn't uncomfortable enough he was clearly staring between my legs. Not that that should have been much of a surprise seeing as how he just took my clothes off without warning. "Don't be so nervous," he said as he grabbed my naked body and drew it towards him. "You look great Redd. If you didn't I wouldn't be doing this." He pressed my body up against his. His lips brushed against mine as he began to kiss me. I just stood there, completely stunned about what was happening. This seemed so routine for Nook. Hell, he thought I was nervous because of body image issues. He broke the kiss and stood there, waiting to see how I'd react. Tom Nook was wealthy, eccentric, powerful, and apparently very very open. I didn't know what to think. I never expected this. My own sexuality was being tested. I couldn't be interested in this. Sure I never really had attempted anything with a woman, but that didn't mean I wouldn't. But honestly, it felt good, very good. I would have denied enjoying that sort of thing a hundred times over earlier that night. Did it really matter beyond that? Why shouldn't I live for the moment? At this point there was no reason to hide it. Nook was interested in me and I was curious about him. I gave in to my desires and decided if I was going to go along with this, I probably shouldn't just stand there dumbfounded. Not knowing what to really do I figured I'd mimic Nook's actions and see where it lead me. I wrapped my arms around Nook, pulled him to me and kissed him back. I imagined he'd want want to do more than just kissing, so when his tongue went into my mouth I considered it an open invitation. My own excitement from the sensation of his tongue began to make itself apparent, and I could feel myself become hard. My shaft rubbed against Nook's own loincloth, making my body twitch for a moment from the feeling of his fabric brushing against me. We explored each other's mouths for a bit, the experience only making me want more. More of his tongue, more of his carefree attitude towards all this, more of his body. I broke away from him and exhaled, letting the passion of it all consume me. The grin across his face was reassuring me that I was doing things right, but the bulge becoming visible across the loincloth's fabric was proof. I got down on my knees, not caring the ground was essentially dirt. Nook gave me a nod to continue, and I began to slowly remove the only thing keeping me from the prize I never knew I could get. Maybe Nook expected me to be much more resistant to this, but then again maybe he knew. He could sense what I had wanted, and set me loose upon him so I could have it. Maybe my eagerness and experience was the fun for him. His cloth now joining mine in a heap on the ground. A drop of pre was resting on the tip of his cock. I extended a finger and stopped just short of it. Did he want me to do this or would he find it strange? He pushed his hips outwards a tiny bit so my finger made contact with it. I took the pre from my finger and gave it a taste. As I touched him again he let out a slight shudder. Now I was the one who was smiling. Not wanting to keep Nook waiting, I brought my mouth closer to his shaft, inhaled to calm my nerves, and gave a quick lick across the tip. "Yes, yes..." he spoke, his voice soft as I took most of him inside my mouth, my tongue gliding along the raccoon's dick. He gave slight thrusts all the while confirming I was doing a good job. I knew Nook loved every second of it. My own dick was harder than it had ever been, but surely Nook should be the one to get off first. This was his idea after all. The excuse of the rent was no longer on our minds. There were more pressing needs to be attended to, and Nook was expecting me to do it. He began to rub my head as I continued sucking, giving me support that my efforts were not wasted. "Stop..." he said suddenly, not forcefully as if it were an order, but as a request I'd oblige with some confusion. I took my lips off of him so I could respond, but he spoke again. "I want to be inside you when I finish." It was an offer I'd be a fool to turn down. At this rate I wouldn't have the rent next month either. I got up and awaited Nook's instructions. He guided me to the counter I worked from and bent me over against it. My tail was swaying back and forth in anticipation as I prepared to give myself to Nook. He took me by the tail in one hand and raised it in the air. A moment later an oiled up finger was pressed up against my hole. Where he got the lubrication was the last thing on my mind Slowly he pushed his finger inside me. A wave of pleasure shot through me as the digit probed my insides. The feeling of his finger squirming around to loosen me up was phenomenal. When a second finger was inserted I gasped. I couldn't imagine anything feeling better than this, despite knowing this was only the beginning. When Nook was satisfied that I was thoroughly lubed he removed his fingers. The sudden emptiness made me want him to hurry and take me. "Ready?" "Yes" was my simple reply, the tone of my voice practically begging him to finally penetrate me. I looked back at him and watched as he put a hand around his shaft guiding it towards my hole. Finally he eased his way in. I could feel him filling my body. He began to thrust in and out, each time going a little deeper than before. His His movements were gentle, caring, and all around incredible. The way he held onto my sides as he worked himself inside gripping tightly, but not painfully, and His own words of admiration to me made it clear that this wasn't just a way to get off. Nook wanted this to be an unforgettable experience for the two of us. "Harder," I gasped. Nook's gentle pace was a warm-up and I wanted everything he could give me as he overtook me with lust. As if he had been waiting for permission he promptly took my advice, pumping inside me while I pushed myself back against him. The synchronized thrusts taking the pleasure to the next level. Pre leaking from the raccoon's shaft easing the movement inside me. It was becoming too much for me to bear. My body jolted back with each thrust taking as much of Nook as was possible. My own cock feeling ready to burst. Nook's pounding became more and more rapid causing him to end his compliments and instead groan occasionally losing himself in the moment. He was close and so was I. I found myself slamming against him, not just thrusting in time. The raccoon's passion for the entire experience finally reached its peak. With one final thrust he came inside me. His warm cum filled my insides while he continued his final pushes milking himself out of every last drop. A second and third spurt continuing to coat me. My own body couldn't take Nook's orgasm without bringing my body to the edge ad well. As soon as Nook regained his composure he stood me back up, took his hand, and began to stroke me. The feeling of his hand on my shaft rapidly stroking up and down brought me to my own orgasm. My own cum shooting upwards onto my chest as Nook didn't miss a beat stroking me despite the spasms. Exhausted, my body covered and my ass filled with cum, I laid myself on the floor. Nook joined me, licking the mess off my stomach. I gave him a kiss on the cheek, wanting to show him thanks without actually saying it. Finally, knowing I had to say something I spoke, "I think we'll have to do this again next month." "Next month?" "Well that's when I'll owe the rent again isn't it?" "Well, yes, but this is only the first of several weekly payments."