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This is the third installment of the Wishmaker series I’ve been commissioned to do. Obviously, you need to read the first two if you want to make heads or tails of this one! Also, as a warning, it’s a big one, so I’ve broke it into parts as a lovely reader suggested to make it easier to work through!

We left off with Sizume finding herself a really nice guy while also tackling her past. We also left off with some very pregnant and horny lopunny’s! Well, we’re going to jump ahead a few seasons in this installment, but those lopunny and Sizume aren’t the focus this time. Even if the rabbits are even more pregnant and horny this go around!

Like Sizume, Salda has had quite a sordid past, but for one who has always been the stoic tough girl, is she not allowed to have her own crack at some fun or romance?

When the opportunity arises, this honeybadger will be quick to capitalize upon it, but a certain doberman might not be too happy with the rabbit she’s got her eyes on.

Tough girls need love too, and everyone deserves another chance, don’t they?

Let’s jump right in!

Wishmaker Chronicles: Salda

Part 1

The small compact car pulled up to park in front of the large manor before the occupant climbed out to look upon the massive home, his brown ears lifting at the scope of it, trying to guess the number of rooms that might have been in it.

“Ah, there you are. You’re late… Well, come on,” A familiar voice called out, sounding annoyed as he looked at his ex standing there in her butler uniform, her paws in her jacket and offering a snarl, her one good eye glaring at him, the other with a patch over it.

“Sorry, the GPS went a little screwy once I got close to the place,” the rabbit said apologetically as he moved over toward the doberman.

“That happens, this place doesn’t play nice with phone signals sometimes. Something about leylines or whatever, I don’t know the details.” Sizume rolled her eye as she turned and walked him towards the entrance of the manor, massive ornate double doors standing before them.

“This place is wild, what’s your boss do for a living anyway?” Mark asked conversationally.

“Trust me, Mark, the less you know about Volpus the better off you’ll be,” Sizume grumbled as she pushed the massive door open effortlessly, leading into a large open chamber to the mansion proper.

You’d expect to see opulent fittings, perhaps more servants at the ready, but instead the area near the stairwell was piled up with various toys, his daughter there playing with one of the other residents of the house, a very large honey badger he’d seen with them several times.

“Papa!” Shino barked out excitedly as she hopped up from the floor, the badger giving her a loving grin as she climbed up as well.

“Ooph!” Mark gave a little winded grunt as the puppy slammed into his hips, hugging his leg, Sizume twitched an eye but said nothing as she turned to gather up some of the toys. It had been almost half a year since he started visitation, with only recently the court allowing more personal visits.

“Hey sweetie, I’m so happy to see you again!” Mark took a knee, the puppy hugging him up around the neck, her small stump of tail wagging.

“Welcome to my home, Mr. Wallace, it does my heart good to see Shino so happy,” Another voice called out, this one more dignified as he looked to see the ninetails he’d met multiple times standing before them.

“Thanks for the hospitality, I hope this isn’t too much of an imposition on you,” Mark said, then patted his puppy on her hip to loosen her grip before she choked him out. “Phew… You got your mommy’s strength, gonna be a little boxer like her when you get older?” He grinned as he nuzzled Shino’s nose before standing back up.

Sizume twitched an ear but kept herself composed, having been doing better but her ears did perk up at Shino’s next words, “Nu-uh! I’m gonna be like Uncle Volpy! I’m gonna zap bad guys and grant-”

“Shino sweetie, don’t say such weird things!” Volpus barked out with an awkward laugh, the puppy snorting at him interrupting her, the whole room looking at him as he shrugged. “Pups and their imaginations, right?” He chuckled nervously.

“Mark, we’ll be right back, Salda stay here with Shino,” Sizume barked and grabbed her boss up by the wrist, pulling him along out of the foyer, the ninetails giving an awkward bark from his butler pulling him along.

“What the fuck are you telling her, Volpus… I swear to the gods if you get my puppy into any kind of…” Her fussing voice faded as they moved out of earshot.

Mark blinked at the two of them, Shino looking over at her retreating mother as she just clung to his pants leg. The honeybadger just rolled her eyes in amusement before grinning down at Shino. “You imagining zapping bad guys again, Shino?” She huffed out, the puppy shaking her head in response.

The two adults in the room stood there in silence for a moment, the puppy just fidgeting before seeming to make up her mind and pulling from her father to trot after her mother. “Mommy, don’t yell at Uncle Vulpy!”

“Sweetie,” Mark called as he took a few paces after her, the puppy stopping to look back.

“Little Shino will be fine, Mark. Let her go to Sizume, she knows what she is doing.” Salda gave an approving nod to the puppy as she wagged her stump of tail and resumed her chase.

“Tch…” Mark didn’t look like he wanted to let her leave but defaulted to one of his daughter's caregivers. He knew they would have a better grasp on the puppy than he would.

“Shino is a child, but she is int…” The badger rubbed her jaw in contemplation before asking, “The other word for smart?” She looked to Mark with a cock of her furred brow.

“You mean, intelligent?” He answered.

“Yes, intelligent, thank you.” Salda gave him a sharp-toothed grin.

The rabbit gave her a thoughtful look and lifted his muzzle. “How long have you been learning the language? Your grasp seems very solid.”

She perked her ears and rubbed her muzzle in thought. “Shortly after I began job as Mr. Volpus’s personal security. Around two years.”

Mark gave a nod to that, the first time he’d had a chance to speak with the massive girl one-on-one in all this time. “I can tell you didn’t have any formal tutelage in it, but it seems you’ve been trying your best. Honestly, if it’s only been two years, you’ve made exceptional progress.”

“Ah yes, you were a teacher before your… situation, yes?” Salda asked as she recalled the story.

“My situation? No need to play kind at it. Before I panicked and almost murdered the dog I loved? Yes, I was her teacher.” Mark got a distant look in his eyes.

“Why?” Salda asked with a grunt.

“Why what?” Mark looked up at her as she towered over him with her arms folded.

“Why try to hurt, Sizume? Did you not love her?” The honeybadger prodded, but the tone in her voice wasn’t interrogative, it was more curious.

Mark sighed and rubbed his paw against his face. “I’m still not sure to this day. I was scared, I panicked… All I could think was how my life was over. I’d lose my license, and I’d go to jail. I was only thinking of myself in those moments I guess. The therapist in the prison said it was a form of panic attack, like the ones I’d suffer when I was younger,”

She gave a nod as she snarled, “I understand.”

“How can you understand? How could you possibly understand how I feel?!” He hissed back, not bothering to hide the heat in his voice or the venom for himself.

“Because I also panicked when I was younger, but I did become a killer that time,” She explained simply as she folded her arms and looked to the side.

“I’m sorry to dig these old wounds open then. Were you a soldier or something?” Mark quickly reined his own anger in as he asked.

“It is a compli-” She put a paw to her muzzle once more in thought.

“Complicated,” Mark said with a small smile.

Salda nodded. “Thank you. Yes, complicated. It is a complicated story, Mr. Wallace.”

“You can call me, Mark if you like. I already know your name, but may I call you, Salda?” The rabbit asked with a lift of his jaw.

The honeybadger cocked a brow but gave a nod to the smaller male before her. “You may, Mark.”

They settled into silence for a few heavy moments after that, and then Salda broke the tension, “I play with little Shino a lot. She is happier these last months. She talks about you much.”

“Is that right? That makes me happy to hear, Salda. I can’t change what is done, but I can try to be a good father and support Sizume as best I can.” The rabbit offered her a relieved smile.

Salda frowned at that before turning her head away and huffing out, “I do not think Sizume needs support. I do not think you are a bad rabbit either, Mark. My job, it is to perceive threats, to Mr. Volpus and his family. You are no threat that I can see.”

“I’m not. Sizume still has the right to tell me to fuck off any time if she feels I’m bad for Shino. I’m glad you think that though.” Mark said, his voice sounding relieved.

“Mmm…” The badger gave a nod as she looked out towards where the trio had left, silence settling on the two of them again.

Mark chanced to look her over after a few moments. She was one of the largest females he’d ever seen, with broad arms, thick muscled legs, and rather ample breasts. Even though she wore a sturdy jacket with a heavy cloth shirt, he could clearly see how much they stood out. Salda darted her blue eyes back towards his brown ones and cocked a furred brow curiously.

“You have a question, Mark?” She asked, looking oblivious to him having been checking her body out, more the reflexes of a trained fighter just responding to being watched, as if he had triggered a sixth sense in her.

He thought he’d been caught staring but felt relieved when she asked that. He hadn’t actually bothered looking at others this whole time since Sizume, having been more concerned with getting back into Shino’s life, not admiring the fairer sex. Still, he had always had a thing for strong, well-built girls.

Quickly racking his brain back into motion at her curious gaze, he dragged a statement out, “Ah, every time you’re with her, Shino and you are playing. I just really appreciate you being so kind to her.”

“I love little Shino, everyone in this home does, just as you do,” Salda said in a simple matter-of-fact tone.

“That really makes me happy, to know my daughter is surrounded by loved ones. Do you have any kits of your own, Salda?” He asked conversationally.

“I do not,” she said point-blankly and folded her arms, looking uninterested in the idea.

“Ah…” Mark rubbed the back of his head, digging his claws into his scalp a little as he did. He hadn’t been alone with a female like this in a while, but he felt like he was just making the situation more tense by the second.

“You’re very strong-looking for a rabbit, I’ve never seen one so well built,” Salda commented as she turned to look directly at him, the first time she’d fully faced him.

Mark frowned and then blinked up at the towering honey badger. “Oh, uh, thanks… I was the only rabbit in my cell block, I had to get tough and quick in there. Training just became my way to drown out the regrets and focus myself during those years.”

She gave a nod and he saw her clearly looking him over, putting her large paws on her hips. “And you still train now, don’t you? It has been half a year, but you still look strong.”

Mark couldn’t help but feel his heart thump at the massive blonde-haired girl sizing him up, her blue eyes looking calm and calculating. Finally, he responded, “Yeah, I’ve got some equipment at home. I’ve been meaning to join a gym, but…” He gave a shrug.

“You want to come work out with me sometime at the gym I go to?” Salda asked.

“You… want to see me without Shino or Sizume around?” Mark pointed at himself looking confused.

“Yes. I find you interesting and you smell good.” She showed her sharp teeth in a wide grin, a hint of playfulness glinting in her blue eyes.

“I… smell good?” Mark stammered out, but seeing her playful grin, he felt his courage well up as he showed a surprisingly suave smirk as he pushed a paw to his own hip and cocked his head back, feeling something in him he hadn’t felt since he was a teacher. “You make a habit of smelling all the guys you meet, Salda?”

“Only the strong and pretty ones.” She smiled then frowned and rubbed her chin. “Wait… not pretty, the masculine version…”

“You knew the word masculine but not the word handsome? At least I hope you meant handsome?” Mark said with a grin of his own.

“Ah yes, handsome. You’re not pretty like Claire or Skyler, you are more… handsome.” Salda nodded as if reinforcing her own words.

“Well, I’ll take you up on that offer, Salda. How about tomorrow around three?” Mark couldn’t hide the eagerness in his voice now, feeling his brown tail flicking behind him. He hadn’t been on a date in literal years.

Salda took out a cell phone and looked through a few things before nodding. “Yes, that will be fine.”

As if on cue, the others returned, Shino rushing forward and wrapping herself around Mark’s leg, the rabbit stumbling a little from the puppy slamming into him in a hug. “Ooph!” He almost squeaked out from the impact before laughing and rubbing her curly blonde hair, Salda giving him an approving grin.

—*—

“You had a workout buddy in prison?” Salda asked as she gripped the barbell to rack it, the rabbit laying on his back on the bench, panting with sweat dripping through his brownish-blonde hair ears instinctively curled inward to avoid the bar being set.

“A few occasional ones, but none I’d call a friend or buddy, just a guy I could trust not to drop the barbell on my throat.” Mark puffed out in a slight pant, grasping his towel to wipe his throat off before his face.

“You can handle more weight than I thought, I’ve uh… never worked out with a boy like this before. So thank you…” Salda said in a surprisingly timid tone.

“Seriously? You sounded pretty confident when you asked me yesterday.” He didn’t bother hiding the shock in his voice as he wiped the bench off and traded spots with the honey badger who laid down before him on the bench.

She looked up at him as he moved to add more weight to the bar for her, waiting until it was fully set before she hefted it up, her large bared arms straining to show the veins and muscles bulging through her golden-brown fur.

“You are … interesting… and … smell good… and… pretty!” The badger growled out between reps, almost barking the last word before Mark gripped the barbell to help her rack it.

“I- Well thanks, I think you’re pretty too, sexy even!” Mark said, surprised by his own bravado.

Salda looked surprised as well, rocking up off the bench to sit, her elbows resting on her knees, panting slightly as she looked the smaller male over before looking herself over doubtfully. “Mark, I do not believe I would… match … that?” She struggled to find a word for it.

“Match is correct, but other words for it would be ‘fit’, or ‘meet’,” He offered up in a scholarly tone he’d not used in years. “Also, I think you’re sexy, I like strong girls, and I’d like to know more about you, Salda,” He confessed simply, grinning over at her.

Even sitting on the bench she was almost eye level with him standing. She pushed a paw through her soaked blonde locks and felt an odd sensation stir in her belly. Something she’d never had a boy give her. Her blue eyes looked down at her workout sneakers as if thinking about it.

Mark saw her awkwardness and followed up, “Oh hey, if me explaining grammar is annoying, I can let up?”

She looked back up and gave a shake of her head. “No. I find it helpful, Mark. You are just being… sweet, or kind? Why is a flavor also an action?” She growled in irritation as her eyes rolled before she stood.

“Oh uh… Well, that is because-”

“No, I understand, I just find it contrary sometimes…” Salda snorted as she folded her arms over her massive chest.

“Hey, ‘contrary’ is a pretty advanced word, good job!” He spoke out cheerfully, then bit his own tongue, feeling like he was praising a student and talking down to her, a chill going up his spine as old memories of his life surfaced in a heartbeat.

“Thank you… What do you want to know?” Salda asked, not looking put off by his words, seemingly happy with the praise as her large sharp teeth showed in a grin.

“Want to know?” Mark asked with confusion, feeling his cheeks growing hotter from her look.

“Sure, you said you wanted to know more about me, so what do you want to know, Mark?” She lifted her muzzle, resting a paw on her hip.

The rabbit folded his arms, looking thoughtful before asking, “So what’s with your background? Were you a professional soldier or what?”

Salda snarled and flinched, he saw instantly he’d hit a sour note. The rabbit threw his paws up. “Hey, if it’s personal, I understand!”

The honey badger seemed to compose herself and pushed her paw through her hair again. “It is, but… Skylar says I should learn to talk about things, open up… so…” She looked around to see they had reasonable privacy in the gym as she moved to wipe the bench clean, then led him over to the dumbbell rack.

Taking a seat with a set she picked out, she started going through a routine as she spoke out, “I was part of a mercenary unit. They found me when I was… orphaned.” She seemed like she needed to remember some of the words as she explained.

“That sounds wild, they just took you in as their own?” He asked while spotting her once more.

“Yes. They did not have a choice, Father made them. Nick or Nicolas… He was head of the squad, he wouldn’t abandon me, said he owned the world at least that?”

“Ah, he was trying to make amends for what he’d done, an older fellow then?” Mark asked.

“Mmm… I do not know his age, but his fur was very gray, even his spots were gray,” Salda grunted as she explained while pumping the weights.

“Spots? What species is he?”

“He is a leopard, from the colder northern countries I came from, perhaps that is why he took me in,” Salda grunted before slinging the weights down to rock up from a lay on the bench with a winded huff.

“Interesting… And you ended up becoming one of these mercenaries?” He asked.

“Yes, they found me around fifteen. A year later I convinced Father to train me, over next few years, all of the squad taught me as they could during downtime. I became an official member at eighteen, deployed on multiple operations, but they always… helped me.”

“Helped you?” Mark seemed confused.

“They…” Salda grunted and ran a paw through her hair before scratching under her jaw. “They kept me from dangerous areas, always guarding or with groups that didn’t need help,” The words sounded bitter.

“Ah, so then what-”

“Mark, I have said enough and feel angry, will you let me stop for now?” Salda snarled the words, her eyes looking fierce like it wasn’t a question.

“Oh! Oh yes, of course, Salda, I’m sorry for seeming pushy! I was just terribly curious!” He almost squeaked out as he explained.

“I did not call you terrible for it…” Salda frowned.

“What? No no… Terribly curious as in, I was… Very very curious!” He showed a small grin.

“Your language is stupid sometimes…” Salda grumbled as she wiped her brow and stood up.

“Hey, I taught it for a living and even I will agree with you there! It’s like the whole they’re, there, and their thing!” Mark said in that teacher-tone-of-voice once more.

“What?” Salda tilted her head in confusion.

“Exactly!” He laughed out then showed her a grin as he looked away for a moment. “So uh… dinner after this?” He asked as his brown eyes darted back to her with a small smile.

“Yes, your place or mine?” Salda asked with a tilt of her head.

“Wait- What?!” Mark did squeak out this time in shock.

The honey badger looked confused and tilted her head. “You were offering to cook me dinner, yes?”

Mark gapped his jaws and almost found himself explaining the question, but the inner voice in his mind slapped him in the back of the head. “O-Oh… Yes! My place will be fine, mainly because I’d have a lot of explaining to do if we went back to your place!”

“This is true… I love Shino but, she would grab you right up, and tonight I want to spend with you only, so yes, your place for dinner please,” Salda gave him an awkward and surprisingly fragile-looking grin with her large sharp teeth.

—*—

He got a few hours after the gym to look up some online recipes in a panic and quickly tidy up his cheap little apartment. There came a loud knock at the door as he was in the midst of cooking, a surprised huff escaping his throat as he looked to the time, she was very early, almost forty minutes.

“Crap… what do I even do now?” He muttered as he composed himself and moved to open the door, then grunted with disapproval at what was waiting for him instead of the honey badger he had expected. It was a dog he knew very well, a large bulky pitbull in a beat-up leather jacket who was grinding a cigarette out on the guardrail outside of his apartment.

“Ah, there you are, Wallace, glad to see I caught you at home,” The dog offered a knowing grin, his eyes halflidded.

“How can I help you, Mr. Harrison?” The rabbit frowned as he looked back at the stove.

“Oh don’t mind me, go check your cooking, I’d hate to ruin your dinner!” He barked out, already moving forward as if he’d push the rabbit out of the way if he had to. Mark frowned but nodded, trotting back into the kitchen and letting the pitbull have access to his apartment.

“So, I noticed on your tracking monitor you didn’t come straight home from your visitation. I’d say given the vicinity, looked like you went to a gym, either that or spent an hour at a claw salon!” He barked out a laugh as he was clearly looking around the apartment and sniffing the air.

“I uh… yes, I was trying out a new gym, that doesn’t break any of my rules of probation that I’m aware of, sir?” Mark said humbly while seething and spitting inside.

“Uh-huh, that’s fair… was awwwfullly close to an elementary school though, Mr. Sex-offender?” Harrison mused as he rubbed under his own muzzle.

“Sir… it was almost two miles away, and I made sure there were no locations nearby that kits gathered at…” Mark explained simply, frowning as he stirred a pot before pulling some bread out of the oven.

The judge had made sure to let him have it when he was arrested, so on top of the assault charges, he’d been placed on the sex offender registry for the next ten years even though Sizume wasn’t far from being an adult. It was just another fear he had bubble up that night that sent him into that panic attack, and like everything else, it came to pass all the same.

“So why the new gym visit?” The pitbull asked point-blank.

“Can I not try out a new gym instead of just being squirreled away here in my apartment all day long if I’m not visiting my little girl?” Mark didn’t bother hiding the annoyance in his voice.

“Fuck you, rabbit. If I had my way I’d squirrel your tail back away into a prison cell until you were fifty, now answer my fucking question before I stop being so generous…” The probation officer snarled with folded ears.

“I was on a date,” Mark said in a flat tone.

“Thought you were cooking a little extravagantly instead of the microwaved bullshit… She know you’re a puppy-playing sicko?” Harrison sneered, clearly trying to get a rise out of the rabbit.

Mark gave him a blank look before lifting his muzzle. “For your information, she’s one of my daughter’s caregivers where she lives, so yes, she’s been to multiple visitations.”

“Interesting, I’m sure there’s some red-tape in there somewhere for that kind of shit…” Harrison snarled as he took out his pack of cigarettes, tapping them on his paw before pulling one out to place between his lips but didn’t light it.

“Please don’t smoke in my apartment, sir. Shino does come to visit here now, it’s not safe for children…” Mark said with an exasperated sigh.

“Neither are you, rabbit… You’re still on the registry for the next couple o’ years, and you can bet your tail I’ll be all over you like stink on shit… I know scum like you never learns, only thing they should have given you after the trial was a bullet,” The pitbull snarled the words, the unlit cigarette bobbing up and down.

“Charming way with words as always, sir… I agree with you for what it’s worth about the bullet thing, but here we are, so I’m just doing what I can for my daughter,” Mark sighed as he turned off the oven and gave the parole officer an expectant look.

“I’m sure that's not all you wanna do with your little girl, Mark.” Harrison snarled with a growl.

That did get a rise as Mark thrust a finger out at the dog, “Fuck you, Harrison. I’d die for my little girl and if you ever talk about her like that again, I’ll-”

“You’ll what bunny? Stab me with scissors? Threaten to punch me? Assaulting a parole officer would look mighty fine on your record, what do you think the judge is gonna do?” Harrison smirked and put a paw on his hip, watching the rabbit glare daggers at him.

Mark ground his teeth before snatching a jawbreaker up off the counter and shoving it in his maw to chew on, then huffed with it clenched between his teeth. “You got anything else to check, sir? Want me to piss in a cup while you’re here?”

“You’re gonna fuck up, rabbit, your type always does. When you do, I’ll be waiting to drag you kicking and screaming back to where you belong, this time with the full sentence to be waited out,” Harrison scoffed out as he made his way to the exit of the small apartment.

“Keep your nose clean and your paws away from any kits, sicko,” The pitbull barked out with a laugh as he lit the cigarette before walking out and slamming the door. Mark just stood there in the kitchen, grinding his teeth against the jawbreaker with an annoyed snarl, the faint lingering of smoke hanging in the air.

Thankfully nothing burned during the impromptu investigation and Mark had more or less composed himself before Salda arrived about half an hour later.

When he answered the door the honey badger stood there in an unapologetically snug pair of bluejeans, wearing a jet-black halter top that hugged those large breasts and even made a nice window of cleavage. She also had a little blush on her cheek fur with just faint crimson lip gloss on her muzzle.

“W-wow…” Mark stammered out, seeing even her hair was down and looked curled slightly, coming down to around her shoulder blades. He’d never seen the massive girl looking so feminine and lovely before.

“I uh… made the mistake of letting Clair and Skyler know, they attacked me and made me wear this… Whispered and giggled about they wouldn’t tell Sizume…” Salda muttered and scratched her own cheek, looking away awkwardly, the blush and eyeshadow making her blue eyes look even brighter.

“I- I think you look great! Man, I should have dressed up a bit myself!” Mark spoke out excitedly, standing there in just some black slacks and a t-shirt. In truth he’d planned to at least get a nice button-down shirt on, but lost track of time cooking since Harrison set him back.

Salda smiled and shook her head. “I like seeing you simple… wait… casual, yes, casual…” She strode in as Mark held the door for her, giving her an approving grin at her dialog.

She huffed the air and quirked a brow. “Mark, do you smoke?”

The rabbit frowned and shook his head, “No… my probation officer barged in earlier. The guy smokes like a chimney and has a mouth about as clean as one…” He sighed before stepping back to the kitchen.

“A… probation officer?” Salda asked curiously.

Mark grimaced, not really wanting to explain it but sighed out, “Basically, a wannabe cop assigned to keep an eye on me, make sure I’m not turning back to my life of crime.”

“Ah… that make sense. Is that why you seem… different?” Salda asked with a tilted head.

“You’re very perceptive, Salda… Yeah…” Mark rubbed his own face and frowned. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bring down the mood of-”

“No, tell me what happened? I want to… know more about you as well, Mark?” She asked, sounding hopeful.

Mark gave her a small smile, feeling his heart lighten to know she wanted to know more about him as well. “S-sure, take a seat on the sofa and I’ll plate you something up and explain. Sorry I don’t have a dinning table, it’s a pretty small place…”

He settled down next to her on the sofa and he explained what had happened before she arrived. The badger gave a deep frown and nodded to the story before speaking rather introspectively, “I do wonder how much bad he has seen to become that…”

The bunny looked surprised at her words and nodded. “That’s… I didn’t think about that… I just looked at him as some asshole, but it could be he’s hardened from years of dealing with the worst of society…”

“Yes, all you can do is watch yourself and prove you are not just speaking,” Salda said with a grin.

“All talk… yeah, you’re right. I’ll try to keep that in mind going forward. He’s still a piece of crap, but I guess I can’t say I’d be any different depending…” Mark was already impressed that she had gotten him to look at it from the other side of the coin.

They settled into casual talking from there, he’d occasionally help her with a word or two, but the two of them just enjoyed one another’s company while they ate. The dinner was a simple one, a far cry from the things Sizume and Vince would make back at the manor, but she didn’t mind that.

“Thank you again for dinner, Mark. I have never uh… had someone cook for me in this… con…” She gave an annoyed grunt at herself.

“Context? And it’s okay, Salda… I don’t mind helping, I… like doing it if it’s not annoying?” He smiled up at her, the honey badger giving him a small nod.

“Context… context… Thank you, Mark, and… thank you for feeling this way. I hope you don’t find me… stupid for needing help?” She frowned as her ears perked.

“No! I can see the intelligence and wisdom in your eyes. Fuck, Salda… you’re probably smarter than I am even though I’ve got some years on you… Language isn’t an indicator of knowledge, if anything how well you’ve grasped it in just two years is a testament to how not stupid, you are.” The rabbit gave her a small grin as he clenched his paws.

Salda gave him a smile at that but then shook her head. “I do not know about being smarter than you, Mark. You were a teacher after all, but that makes me happy too… Do you think Sizume will be angry at me?”

“Angry at you? Did you do something that might upset her, Salda?” Mark frowned at the topic shift.

“No, but I plan to…” She growled the words as the rabbit gave a surprised squeak as she grasped his hips and hauled him right over to her, easily hefting him to her lap. His brown eyes were wide as the badger just bodily hefted him to her. He wasn’t that much smaller than her, or so he thought. Then again he saw the weights she was lifting earlier.

“S-Salda?” He stammered out, the honey badger offering a feral sounding growl as she moved nose to nose with him, her large paws on his hips as she drew him closer and pushed her muzzle right to his own, Mark’s eyes wide at the forced kiss.

He’d thought he would make the first move, but here he was, the badger just scooping him up and kissing him, but the bunny didn’t mind one bit. He threw his arms around her neck and tilted his head, deepening the kiss, happy to have the first affection he’d been offered in nearly a decade.

Their tongues met and he could tell she was a good kisser, easily keeping pace, if anything, his own sloppy from the long stint without someone. Eventually, they parted from their first kiss and Salda huffed out with a growl, “You kiss well, Mark…”

“Wow… huff… y-you too…” The rabbit shuddered and shifted in for more, determined to at least get one in on his own. The badger flashed him a grin as they locked into another one, heads tilted, tongues rolling, her lip gloss staining his own lips as well.

His ears jerked and he offered a soft squeak as he felt her paws move into his blonde locks, then grasp his ears. He broke the kiss with a shiver and panted into her face, whispering, “S-Salda… my ears… are really…”

“Sensitive is the word, I know…” She growled out playfully, leaning in to kiss at his jaw and throat, her sharp teeth offering love nips before she shoved her jaw against his, clearly scent marking him as his eyes widened, feeling her firmly holding the reigns and even marking him as hers.

“Damn…” He whispered out before fumbling to push his paws into her own hair, rubbing her shorter ears, hearing her almost feral-sounding snarls fill the air. “Y-You… sound really good!"

“Your squeak was cute… do it again…” Salda growled as she nipped his throat, the rabbit yelping out in another soft squeak of a groan.

“G-Geeze… don’t just make me do that on command, it’s embarrassing!” Mark laughed before the badger moved to look at him again, nose to nose once more.

“Your sounds are nice, and you smell good… Are you upset to have me holding you like this or asking?” The words were curious as she brushed her lips to his, stealing a few quick kisses.

“I- I actually… I’ve never had this happen, but it’s exciting…” Mark confessed, his heart pounding as the badger gave him a small grin and nodded before she calmly perched him in her lap, then reached down to grasp her halter top, peeling it up off her, letting those massive breasts spill into view.

She crossed her arms under them, trying to mimic a sexy pose she was told by Clair to make, her golden fur a more dark brown hue along her throat and chest, the large areola a stark pink against it. “You can… touch them if you want?”

Mark gasped out then looked from her eyes to those massive badger tits before squeaking out, “Fuck yeah I want to!” He practically shouted as he shoved his paws over them, the ample swells squishing against his eager touch, the first female he’d gotten paws on in years.

Salda grunted but nodded, leaning back on the sofa and panting slightly. “They are… like your ears… sensitive… You can… if you want to… Will you suck on them?” She stammered as she finally brokenly explained what she wanted.

He didn’t even say anything, he just shoved his maw right over her left teat, thrilled to be doing something like this again, sucking eagerly, his little brown tail flicking rapidly behind him like a dogs would wag. Salda groaned her approval as she rubbed one of his ears, her other paw right on his rear, rubbing his chiseled backside and brushing that flicking tail.

Mark suckled on her like a starved rabbit kitten wanting milk, his tongue curiously exploring her hard peak before he pulled back with a huff, tongue lolled and saliva hanging from it to her nipple. He blinked up at the large badger who was offering an eager grin.

He shuddered a little before composing himself and peeling his own t-shirt off, his strong defined chest coming into view. Of course, he wasn’t sporting the muscles she had, but for his body size, he was built like a brick house, even showing well-formed abs through the thin brown fur.

“I was right… you are very lovely… and so strong for a rabbit…” Salda spoke with an impressed tone as Mark slipped back off her lap and gripped her paws, pulling slightly to coax her to rise.

“C-Come on, Salda… This couch isn’t big enough for us!” Mark showed a confident grin as he pulled her into motion, the honey badger giving an approving nod as he led her into his small bedroom, the bed large and looking like the most expensive thing in the apartment.

He stood there with her, just looking her over for a moment with a lump in his throat. The badger had bigger abs than he did, her body looking sculpted like she could wade back into battle at any time, even a few scars parting fur in spots along her arms and hips.

“You look like you have a question, Mark?” She asked while unbuckling her jeans.

“Uh…” He rubbed the back of his head before just spitting it out, “Did I need to uh… bottom for you? You seemed rather forceful back there.”

“Bottom? I don’t understand…” Salda tilted her head as she dropped her jeans right there on the spot, now in just a surprisingly skimpy black thong, the heady scent of badger filling the rabbit’s nose, her thigh fur looking clearly wet along with the tiny crotch of her panties.

“Whoa… uh… uh… submissive! Should I be submissive? Give you control, let you lead, boss me around, take charge?” He spat out several definitions at once, the badger nodding in understanding.

“I don’t know… I’ve only ever been with other girls, Mark… I liked hauling you into my lap, but I also liked you kissing me back and pulling me in here, you know?” She confessed simply as the rabbit widened his eyes, realizing he was her first, but then again she was only his potential second. For better or worse, he and Sizume had taken one another’s virginity, he hadn’t just been playing her all those years ago.

“R-right!” Mark shored up his resolve with the towering lovely badger before him and huffed out before he pushed his paws to her hips himself, intent to at least take some article of her clothing off himself.

Salda lifted her muzzle but didn’t resist as he dragged the thong down her muscular legs that bulged with definition as she moved to step out of them, but as if a foil to his own bravado, the badger grabbed the front of his own slacks.

Mark gave a small squeak as she jerked him to her as she sat down on his bed, now fully bared to him. Her scent was all in his nose, his tail unable to stop flicking as he watched her calmly tug his slacks open, wrenching them and his boxers both down in one swift tug.

“Oh… no wonder Sizume liked you… just like the rest of you, big and strong looking…” Salda gave him a toothy grin as her paw moved to grasp the fully rigid rabbit cock before her, pumping him clumsily as pre just erupted from the tip, dribbling on her law fingers.

“Oh my gods…” Mark panted out as she just started pumping him right there, the rabbit squirming on his footpaws, the first contact he’d had that wasn’t his own paw in almost a decade. “That’s… Salda, holy shit that’s…”

“It… this is awkward, but it makes me happy… Do you want more, Mark… or is this and looking at me enough?” She gave him a small grin while pumping him in her firm grip.

Honestly, just the sight of her and this pawjob was going to do him in if he let it, he’d been starved for affection for so long that even practicing edging wouldn’t save him from this. The rabbit snapped his teeth and glared firmly at her before huffing out and gripping her shoulders, “No way! I want more!”

Salda gave him an excited grin as she felt him push his weight into the grasp, forcing her down onto her back. The badger gripped her paws into the silky sheets and pulled herself back, spreading her large strong legs and lifting her muzzle, showing off her soaked petals. “I took my own with a toy years ago while experimenting, but… I like you, so will you be my first male, Mark? I am on protection, so…” She sounded sheepish as she kept herself spread.

The rabbit gulped hard, not believing this was happening but nodded rapidly as he practically dove atop her, the bed groaning under them as her large breasts swayed, the badger giving him her own eager grin as he moved between her legs.

“Fuck yes, I will… holy fuck…” He panted out, having sworn more in the last few moments than she’d heard the whole time with him, his excitement palatable as the rabbit lined that tip of his cock right up with her slick entrance.

She snarled and nodded, “Come on… I want to experience this first with you, I’ve thought about it since the first few weeks after seeing the love in your eyes for Shino…” Salda confessed as Mark bit his lower lip hard but nodded rapidly at her words.

He nestled his head against her entrance, then with a small bunny-growl of his own, he pushed right in, her tight walls like a vice, his tongue quickly lolling out as he forced past. “Fuck… fuck… it’s so tiiight…” He almost whined the last word as his hips slapped fully up against her, Salda showing her own tongue slightly as he bottomed out, his rabbit cock still hefty and hitting deep inside her.

“Ah! I- I can feel you jumping inside… it feels… good… and hot… I can feel that stuff you leaked on my paw, dribbling inside…” Salda panted and locked her legs, the bunny squeaking as she jerked him closer. “Move… let me feel you… please…” She huffed out in a husky voice, her eyes half-lidded.

“If I can… damn… you’re like…a vice… fuck…” He shoved both paws over her large breasts, his own blunt claws digging into her furred flesh, his hips rocking as he shifted as best he could, his length jumping hard while he stroked.

“Yes… yes… I like this… I like you… huff…” Salda panted out, her own paws moving up into his now messy hair, rubbing both his large brown ears, seeing the older rabbit panting above her, easily over ten years older but looking like a kitten with puppy-love right now as he rocked against her.

“I- I like you too… from the moment I saw you, I thought… ngh… never entertained the idea but thought you were gorgeous!” Mark hissed out, then snapped his brown eyes open wide, giving a surprisingly cute squeak of a gasp as her walls just locked down hard on him.

“Ngh! Haa! F-fuck…” Salda panted as badger honey just gushed onto his crotch, then she licked her chops, tugging one of his ears, seeing the rabbit struggling before he blinked into her blue eyes with his brown ones. “You feel… really good…” She panted out with a small smile.

“You too… you too… I’m… barley holding on here… damn it…” He confessed with a groan, his hips resuming their movements, bucking as her own legs eased to let him have more control.

“It is your first in a long time… and my first with a male… I’m… already happy… so…” Salda panted as she rocked to his movements, her large breasts swaying as this smaller male just shoved deep into her, his own strength helping him move.

“T-Thank you… C-can… I want to give you one more at least!” He huffed out, looking determined as he shoved one paw to the mattress near her head, his other cupping her jaw as she felt his hips slapping against her own with focus.

“Yes! I- I’m really close Mark! Ngh… one more… one more… please!” Salda snarled the words, her sharp teeth showing, her eyes almost looking like they were glaring at him as he rocked and bucked himself against her larger body.

“Fuck… fuck… Oh shit!” He squeaked out as her walls drew tighter. “Oh fuck I caaan’t!” He moaned out as his brown eyes started rolling up.

“One more thrust, finish in me, I’m right there!” She snarled the orders, her large paws grabbing his ears, jerking him down to her, nose to nose. The smaller rabbit widened his eyes, giving her an obedient nod before smashing his hips into her own not once, but giving her a good half-dozen more deep thrusts to make sure before his flicking tail fluffed up.

“Salda!” Mark practically screamed her name before crying out in a throaty squeaky moan, his tongue lolling out as she felt him jump hard inside her before sending thick streaming ropes of rabbit love deep inside her.

Her own paws kept a grip on his ears, watching him, her own tongue lolled as her walls crushed and milked him, feeling his heat inside for the first time. “It… is … hotter than I … expected… but…” She shivered, panting and even moaning herself as her own release tore through her, walls crushing him.

Mark whimpered at the badgers vice-like walls as she wrung his cock for every drop. His brown eyes fluttered upwards before it was all over, his arms giving way as he just collapsed into her chest from the brutal shattering orgasm she’d given him.

Salda held him against her breasts, his tongue lolled, looking stunned as the badger offered a few grunts, her own orgasm easing off after a few moments before she slumped back, panting in relief, feeling Mark’s arms snake around her sides, hugging her and resting his head on her left breast.

“Mark… huff… I… liked that… it was really warm when you… came?” She asked while panting.

“Came… cum… jizz… splooge…. W-whatever you wanna call it… fuck… fuck…” He panted weakly but nuzzled her breast, shuddering as he felt her strong embrace. The sex had been quicker than he’d preferred, but given how long it’d been, it wasn’t too bad he hoped.

“Was I… good?” She asked after a few moments.

“Good? Holy fuck, Salda… I’m just sorry if I wasn’t any good! You were amazing…” Mark panted out, weakly rising up to look down at her, biting his lower lip, seeing the badger offer him a surprisingly vulnerable smile, her blonde hair a mess and tossed about.

“You were… very very good… I’m happy, and you’re happy… that is what counts, yes?” She shifted a paw up to rub his jaw, then moved in to rub his left ear, feeling it flop against her paw weakly as he panted.

“Y-yeah… I’m feeling faint though… can you… stay the night?” He grunted as he slumped against her.

“Yes,” Salda said simply and hugged him close, almost possessively as he shuddered and nodded against her breast, not even caring about further details as he let the fatigue claim his consciousness.

Part 2

—*—

So, as I said before. Father’s mercenary group took me in after neutralizing some roving brigands who had sacked my small town. Here in first-world countries you don’t think about such things, or relegate it to fantasy stories, but even in this day and age, small villages in rural counties can be subjected to groups of roving terrorists. That happened in my home.

I won’t go into too much detail, but I managed to hide as Father’s men came in to sweep the terrorist cell. When they found me, I was just a scared teenager who had lost her whole world. Perhaps Nicholas saw something in me, but he and the others offered to take me in until they could find a safe place for me. Problem was, I wasn’t but a year or so from adulthood, so it wasn’t like orphanages would be lining up to take me.

For my part, I was fascinated by their lives and quickly found myself learning their ways, keen to make something of myself other than just being some farmer who had cubs. Eventually, my new Father reluctantly agreed to let me sign on with the company, that was my first job and the only one I ever had other than this one.

I deployed on a few dozen missions, but he and the rest of the group always treated me with kit gloves on, relegating me to low-danger assignments. It infuriated me, and being a young adult eager to prove myself, I argued about it constantly with Nicholas in private, but never in front of the men.

Things changed for me and I got my chance about two years ago, I was twenty at the time…

“Young badger, you will do as I say. I’m still your commanding officer and you follow my orders like everyone else in this company,” The grizzled snow leopard hissed the words, folding his arms over his chest. He was every bit the same size as me even after my most recent growth spurt.

“Dad! I can handle the recon job with Troy and Anderson, I’ve literally been training for three years for this kind of chance!” I protested with a snarl, my paws clenched in fists, every bit still a stubborn teenager even if my birthday had passed a few months back to usher in my twenties.

“Those two have a decade of experience to your pawful of years, Salda. You will remain back with me to watch the flank of the operation along with Peterson. Even I’m not leading the recon, I know my limits with my age and size, you should learn yours as well!” My father snarled and his tone started becoming more and more authoritative, I knew he’d straight up order me too if I pushed my luck.

“Tch… fine!” I relented with a snap of my teeth before storming out of the commander's tent into the blazing sun of the day, the packed earth and sand of the campsite barren like most of the badlands we were in, just a desert area filled with heat, bugs, and pissed off mercs.

That evening we deployed, just as planned, Troy and Anderson were sent to recon the area we had assumed a terrorist cell we were being paid to neutralize was at. I stayed back with Nicholas and Peterson, a husky that had taught me how to use my first handgun.

Things turned to a bottle of piss real quick after that. We hadn’t been waiting long when we were ambushed by a small cell of the terrorist that must have gotten a drone up in the air to see our location earlier in the day. It was only three of us, as the other four reserves were nearly a mile off to the east in their own standby position.

My radio check came back with silence as I was returning from a small patrol and I knew instantly shit had gone down. My mind shifted into my training as I lowered my profile and dropped prone into some bramble, beginning to crawl my way back to where we had been.

I wasn’t ready for what I saw. I had the sheer misfortune of creeping back to the location to see my Father and Peterson bound with their paws behind them, on their knees. I was just in time to see one of the masked soldiers put a single silenced round right in the back of the husky’s head.

It took everything in me to not wail out in a scream. We didn’t lose members very often but it had happened. Still, this one was one of mine, one of my friends, and a dog I looked up to. My father grimaced but didn’t show much emotion, just simply looking away.

There were three of them and they were speaking in a language I didn’t understand fully, but I did pick up pieces of it. They knew who my father was, clearly they were weighing the pros of taking him prisoner instead of just killing him.

My semi-automatic rifle had been at the ready the moment I had hit the dirt to crawl in, but fuck me if my paws were just shaking. I don’t know if it was rage, sorrow, or fear, but I could barely sight the thing. I just sat there at the ready but didn’t trust hitting anything through my blurry eyes.

Finally, the trio seemed to speak with finality, my Father seemed to know what it meant as I watched his jaw set and his eyes lose focus. In that moment I knew I was about to be an orphan for a second time.

One of the masked soldiers leveled the same gun that had killed Peterson, the intention clear. I bit my tongue to taste the blood and feel the pain, to snap myself out of it, to do something rather than hide or cower. If I hit my old man taking the shot, well he was dead anyway, right?

I sighted on the one about to execute my father and squeezed off a single round right into the back of his head. My gun wasn’t silenced like theirs had been so there was a loud clap of sound as the son of a bitches head just exploded, painting his brains and blood on the dirt.

There was a shout of panic and realization, the other two obviously trained and ready, but again, I had a semi-automatic, so with a quick readjustment, I put another few rounds in the chest of the one that pointed towards the sound.

The remaining soldier had managed to train his gun in the area of shot and even sprayed a few bursts but thanks to my low profile they sailed harmlessly over my head. I didn’t get a chance to take the shot, my father had sprung to his boots, and even with bound paws, he whirled a kick into the back of the soldier's neck. I heard a sickening crunch as he dropped to the packed earth, but the leopard made damn sure as he just stood there, shoving his boot down over the masked man’s throat, literally suffocating him by crushing his windpipe.

I managed to collect myself and approach about the time my father was spitting on the dead soldier. I withdrew a knife and cut the restraints off him. His jaw had several bruises and blood was caking the side of his muzzle, he’d clearly been beaten now that I was close enough to see him properly.

“Are we clear?” I asked in a neutral tone, my gun still at the ready.

“I believe so. Radio the scout team and let them know our position is compromised. We’ll rendezvous with the other group. We’ll… have to come back for Peterson, but we’ll see he’s honored properly,” His words were full of authority but I could see the pain in his eyes, this was one of his drinking and poker buddies he was talking about.

“Sir,” I responded and followed his orders. Everything was kind of a blur from the moment I took the shot, until the operation concluded. I was just on autopilot the whole time, just following orders and not thinking about my dead friend or that I was now a murderer.

Once we got back to camp and the mission was a success, I lost it. I mean full-tilt flipping my bunk, tearing the tent apart, screaming and crying, lost it… It was too much and something in me snapped, even with all my training and confidence, seeing Peterson killed like that, knowing he had pups waiting at home… Not to mention my own bloody paws.

Father hooked me up with a therapist who specialized in combat-related PTSD, I felt okay to continue but the shrink disagreed, Father said I did good, said he was proud of me, but this wasn’t my life, it wasn’t for me.

He knew a certain ninetails, apparently, they were old buddies, no favors, just an offer to take on a professionally trained merc as a private bodyguard. I guess Volpus liked the idea, because the rest, as they say, is history…

—*—

Salda leaned back in the bed, an elbow propped on her knee, looking out the window of the small apartment. Mark just looked upon her in awe at the harrowing tale, both of them just sitting there in their underwear. They had just finished a morning romp after their first night together officially and he had asked about the story, so she told him.

“Damn… So much and at such a young age. You’re a hell of a gal, Salda… I’d never have imagined all that from your fairly carefree attitude,” Mark spoke out with clear respect in his voice.

The honey badger looked back at him, offering a small fragile grin as she pushed a paw through her messy hair, as if trying to tame it a little after their lovemaking. “Father used to say, the ones that are aloof, they are the ones with the deep scars. I think now, I know what he means, you know?”

Mark gave an understanding nod, then leaned up to kiss her lips. Salda gave him another small grin and returned the kiss, both of them pushing close, tongues flicking against one another before she leaned back. He gave a little squeak as she just slid a paw to his rear and hauled him against her, holding him close, possessively.

The rabbit was quickly getting used to this though and kind of liked it to be truthful. He let his guard down and just snuggled up to the larger stronger girl, enjoying her scent, not to mention nuzzling those hefty badger breasts of hers through the bra.

After a few minutes of just holding one another, she spoke out softly, “Sizume, she will be sore with me…”

“I didn’t mean to make your life difficult, I’m sure most of her ire will be at me, honey,” Mark said apologetically.

“Honey?” Salda cocked a furred brow and looked down at the rabbit who was giving her a sheepish grin.

“Too on the nose?” Mark asked with a surprisingly childish smile.

The honey badger offered her own large sharp-toothed grin and shook her head. “It will do.”

Salda gave a disapproving grunt as her phone's alarm started pinging, letting her know she needed to wrap things up. “I will need to return home soon,” She said with clear disappointment lingering in her tone.

“Damn… I’m already gonna miss you…” Mark grumbled as he hugged her tight, his face burying into her cleavage.

“Miss me or miss my chest?” She growled out playfully, her large paw patting his rear.

“Both!” The rabbit laughed then leaned forward, giving her lips a quick kiss before slowly climbing out of bed and offering both his paws to help her up. She clasped his smaller paws and slowly rose out of bed.

“Can we get a shower?” Salda asked while moving over to grab the discarded clothes she had brought.

“Oh sure! Uh… it’s a small shower so I doubt it’d fit us both, much as I’d enjoy that…” Mark moved to her and collected her clothes. “Let me toss these into the dryer with a fabric sheet to at least freshen them up a little.”

“Thank you, Mark.” She moved to the small bathroom he directed her to. He was right, this apartment wasn’t built for someone her size. She had trouble just using the shower in general without banging her elbows or knees into the walls. Trying to do this with two would have been impossible.

Once she got out, he had her clothes laid out, still warm from the dryer as she put herself back together while he took a turn of his own in the small shower. She was brushing her hair out when a loud knock came to the door of his apartment.

Giving a look to the restroom with the running shower, she moved over to open the door to see a stocky pitbull in a leather jacket give a surprised look as he lifted his jaw to see her looming over him, a burning cigarette between his lips. “Whoa…” He barked out.

Salda recalled the brief description Mark had given of the dog and nodded. “You are Mark’s parole officer, yes?”

Harrison composed himself and pulled his cigarette away to speak. “That’s right, toots, mind if I come in?”

“Mark is in the shower, but he said, you are always allowed in, so you don’t think he hides things from you,” She said simply while standing before the doorway.

“Good to know the bunny knows what’s up. So… you gonna let me in?” Harrison cocked a brow, looking impatient.

“Yes, after you put that out. Shino visits here, you will not bring that into this home.” Salda folded her arms, looking like an immovable statue as she gave the smaller dog a no-nonsense look.

“He likes the tough ones eh? Fucking masochist…” Harrison snarled as he stomped the cigarette out, brushed his jacket a few times, and held his paws out. “Need to wand me before I come in as well?”

“Masochist? Wand? I don’t understand what you mean.” Salda tilted her head but did stepped aside so the pitbull could enter. His nose twitched as he walked in, smelling the sex hanging in the air as he scanned the place over.

“Doesn’t matter, toots. Anyway, you’re one of his puppy’s caregivers eh?” Harrison looked at her as his paws settled on his hips.

“Yes, I have been taking care of and playing with little Shino for two years now.” Salda folded her arms, not liking the vibe she was getting off this dog.

“Hey, honey, do you want me to make some breakfast before you- Guh!” Mark came out in just a pair of jeans, a towel over his shoulders to see the badger and pitbull standing there. His damp ears curled slightly as his gaze grew fierce, “Harrison, what the hell? Two visits back to back?”

“I’ve got no limit on how often I can check on you, rabbit,” The parole officer smirked over at him. “Maybe I wanted to make sure you weren’t bullshitting me about having a date, looks like it went rather well.”

“Ugh… Are you always this bad?” Salda snarled.

“He is,” Mark said dryly as he tilted his head. “You can see nothing is going on, no drugs, no contraband. I don’t have any missile launchers in the closet. Do you need me to piss in a cup or what?”

Harrisson glanced over to the badger with a crooked grin. “Toots, being nice is a liability when you’re dealing with sickos. You should keep that in mind.”

“My job is looking for bad people. The only one I see is you. I think you should leave now if your job is done.” The honey badger flexed her paw into a fix, knuckles popping loudly.

“Your new playmate threatening an officer might look bad, rabbit,” Harrison stepped back a few paces, clearly sensing the hostility from Salda.

“She didn’t threaten you, but she is right. If you’ve got nothing to show for your visit, piss off and go back to your empty house, Harrison. Even being a probation officer doesn’t give you grounds for harassment.” Mark put his paws on his own hip, seeming to have more bravado today.

He clicked his tongue and looked between the two of them as he opened the door. “Alright, but you keep your nose clean rabbit, I’ll be around…” He looked like he wanted to say something snide to the towering girl before him, but thought better of it and slipped out of the apartment.

“He is a viper…” Salda sneered.

“Still think he might have just been jaded from his job?” Mark said with a sigh.

“Yes, but still no excuse.” Salda snarled then looked over with a small smile, “Yes, I would enjoy breakfast.”

Mark grinned as she deflected the tense situation, giving a nod. “Okay, honey. Let me get a shirt on and I’ll get something going!”

—*—

“Aunt Sally!” Shino barked out and hugged the large honey badger’s leg when she entered the house, clinging to her as if she hadn’t seen her in weeks.

“Ha ha, you act as if I were gone for a long time, little Shino!” Salda laughed out and rubbed the puppy’s head while she clung to her leg.

“She was mewling and fussing this morning and even last night about how Volpus and Vince don’t give her proper piggyback rides,” Sizume said with an amused grin and folded her arms. “Out all night huh?”

Salda gave an awkward grin at that. “Ah ha ha… you and the other girls have your outlets, it was nice to enjoy myself, yes.” Salda rubbed Shino’s head, the doberman giving her a coy grin.

Sizume cooed out playfully in that girl-talk tone of voice, “Oooh, you’ll have to give me the juicy details when you can, I’m dying to know-”

“You smell like daddy!” Shino barked out happily as she clung to the badger’s pants leg, huffing against it while wagging her stump of tail.

Salda’s ears perked and Sizume’s instantly shot up, her own tail stiffing behind her. “Salda…?” She stalked over and huffed near the larger girl, a growl already rumbling in her throat.

“Sweetie, go find Vince and play with him for a bit…” Sizume hissed out, ears going flat.

The puppy gave a pout. “But I wanna-”

“Do as I say!” Sizume practically shouted the words.

“Listen to your mother, we will play later, sweetie,” She said calmly as she patted the puppy’s head gently.

Sizume spun on her heels, facing away from the badger, both her fists clenched as she ground her teeth, waiting until the puppy was out of the room before she whirled on the other girl, a fist already drawn back, slamming it right into the badger’s open paw that caught the blow aimed for her jaw.

“You should calm down, Sizume,” Salda said in a calm tone as she gripped the doberman’s paw in her larger fist.

“Fuck you! What… even… in the fuck!” She barked out, trying to pull free before giving up and swinging her other fist forward in a more haphazard blow that the badger also handily caught.

Salda shifted and wrapped the dog’s arms around herself, bear-hugging the smaller girl to hold her in place as Sizume barked and wriggled in the hold. “Let me go you fucking bitch!”

“So you can try to punch me again?” Salda growled calmly.

“Yes! What the fuck, Salda?! You fucked my ex-husband?!” She snapped her teeth and kept trying to struggle but the badger held her secure.

“Please calm yourself.” Salda said in a composed tone that seemed to make the doberman just want to struggle and cuss more.

“What the hell is going on in here?” Clair’s voice called out as she strode in with a huff of breath, having trotted rather briskly from the kitchen, no easy task given her current state with her pending puppy.

“Salda’s being a fucking whore and I’m going to kick her ass!” Sizume growled while still wrapped up in the badger's massive arms, her foot kicking down on the steel-toed boot the badger had on, doing nothing.

Skyler arrived right behind Clair and seemed to do so in a much more graceful stride with less effort despite both of them being in the same state. “Darling, you should compose yourself, Salda didn’t mean any harm in her escapade,” The white lopunny said in a matter-of-fact tone as she pushed her glasses up on her snout.

“Yeah, chill out, Siz. Me and Sky both knew what she was doing, it’s not like he’s your husband anymore, right?” Clair sighed and rested a paw on her belly, wincing a little, the activity having made her puppy a bit fussy.

“Tut, I told you not to move so expediently in this state, now didn’t I, love?” Skyler moved over to gently kiss, Clair’s lips, her own paw moving to rub her lover's belly as if to ease the fussing of the pup in her.

Salda gave a snort and pushed the dog away several feet as she released her, the badger assuming a calm but defensive stance. “Sizume, if you try to hit me again, I will pin you to the ground…”

The doberman flexed her arms and clenched her paws a few times before snorting out, “Chicks before dicks, Salda! Why my fucking ex of all guys!?”

“Because he’s the first boy that doesn’t look at me as a beast? He called me pretty, sexy even,” Salda folded her arms with a snort of her own.

“He was just trying to get something out of you, you were getting played by that low-life, bitch…” Sizume scowled as she seemed to be composing herself.

“I started it, he was pretty and smelled good,” Salda said in a simple tone, Sizume’s eyes growing wide once more.

“Whoa whoa… Siz, calm the fuck down already! It’s not like you’re dating him! You’ve got Vince now so what’s the harm?” Clair said as she moved between the doberman and badger, Sizume looking ready to pounce again.

Skyler stepped next to Clair as she spoke sternly to Sizume, “My wife is right, you should compose yourself, darling. When Salda told us, I triple-checked the details of visitation, and this will do nothing to jeopardize his or your current situation with Shino.”

“Well, it should! He should be alone and suffering until he’s dead!” Sizume growled as she clenched her fist, but eased her stance.

“Mark is a good rabbit, and he spoke much of his regrets over you. He said it was a… panic attack?” Salda tried to recall the term then shrugged.

“Oh, I’m sure he said that, he only had like what, eight years in prison to think it up!?” Sizume snarled and popped the knuckles on her clenching fist.

“Sizume, even I read the reports from the therapist and counselors from the prison. Those people are trained to smell a con from a mile away, he probably just lost himself in the stress and panic of the situation,” Clair said with a frown showing.

“So he gets a fucking pass to go be a daddy, fuck my friend, and go back to living his life, while I’m fucking half-blind?!” Sizume snarled as she pointed to her eyepatch.

“Then perhaps, you should have wished for your eye to be restored instead of your other wish all those years ago,” Volpus’ voice rang out as he just seemed to fade into existence with a frown showing on his muzzle.

“Why are you butting in? This is between me and your bodyguard anyway, boss!” Sizume sneered.

“Because Shino called to me in a panic over Mommy and Aunt Sally fighting…” The ninetails sighed as he pushed his glasses up on his nose before looking over his shoulder at Salda. “Go get changed, my meeting is within an hour, meet me at the car when you’re finished.” Salda just grunted and nodded as she spun on her heel and paced away toward her room.

Volpus laid a paw on the tummy of each of his lopunny wives, offering them small grins as he leaned in to kiss Clair, then Skyler. “You two have had enough excitement, so go try to relax, yes?” he said the words in a loving tone.

Skyler offered a haughty smile and lifted her muzzle. “As you wish, my love, do try to think objectively about this, Sizume.”

“Of course, Volpi, sorry to worry you, our puppy is fine!” Clair cooed lovingly, stealing another kiss before the two lopunny linked arms and trotted out of the foyer together.

“Going to dismiss me as well, boss?” Sizume put her paws on her hips, ears flat.

“Perish the thought, I was trying to give you privacy to clear your head.” He opened his paw as he sighed, “Sizume, you were wronged, but do you truly wish your former lover nothing but a life of misery and loneliness? Is that truly a wish you would make to me if you had the choice here and now?”

“That some kind of test of heart, boss?” She clicked her tongue, looking away with a scowl.

“It’s just a question. I’m Shino’s godparent and if my say has any meaning in this, I think it will be fine. Unless you truly do wish Mark to be miserable for all his life over your eye?” Volpus folded his arms, tilting his head upward.

“It’s not about my fucking eye! It’s about what he did to Shino, to me! He… he abandoned me, left me to die!” She snarled and glared at the mystical fox, her one eye looking wet with tears.

Volpus blinked at her with those solid teal eyes and shook his head. “He did, once… and as short as it may have been, he paid for it. Shino is happy to have her father back… Can you not be happy for your friend and estranged ex?”

“So if I wish for his lifelong misery here and now, would you grant it, boss? No strings attached, no repayments, would you give me that?” Sizume folded her arms, showing her teeth as she growled.

Volpus fanned his tails out as he opened his paw as if to present an offering to her as he spoke in a more radiant tone, “In honor of our friendship and bond? I would acquiesce this wish of yours if you earnestly present it to me.”

Sizume shoved her paws into the pockets of her work vest she wore, glaring dagger at the stoic-looking fox who was ready and willing to receive her wish, his eyes doing that odd glowing shine as his teeth showed in a crooked grin.

“I wish… you’d get out of my way so I can finish packing your lunch for your stupid meeting,” Sizume snarled as she stomped past him, bumping him with her shoulder to make him stumble back so she could pad into the kitchen with a growl.

Volpus offered a small bark at the shoulder check, knocking him out of his wishmaker vibe, his own ears perking as he smiled at his butler’s back before excusing himself from the foyer.

—*—

Once Volpus’ meeting was over and they returned home, Sizume asked to speak with Salda in the kitchen while she worked on dinner. She had asked Vince to play with Shino so the puppy wouldn’t hear the discussion.

“Should I be ready to take cover if you throw kitchen items at me?” Salda asked with both her paws in the pockets of her heavy jacket she’d worn for the job. It was reinforced with a ballistic weave. Sizume had picked it up a few times, the thing must have weighed as much as one of her heavier dumbbells.

“I’m calm and more or less okay to talk to your whore ass,” Sizume growled as she put her paws on the kitchen counter behind her, leaning back a little.

“Was it not you, who claimed to be a whore before, Vince?” Salda fired back with a lazy grin.

“Guilty as charged,” The doberman pushed a paw to her chest, poking her nose up. She then dropped her gaze back to the badger and clicked her tongue, “Jokes aside, why my fucking ex-husband though?”

Salda frowned as she answered, “Because he is pretty and-”

“And smells nice! I know! Yeah, he does, I’ve always thought he smelled good and looked pretty, even now. That doesn't change he’s a psychopath that tried to kill me and Shino!” Sizume pushed off the counter, growling as she paced towards the larger girl.

“I think Mark is a good rabbit, I think he was just scared,” Salda folded her arms.

“You think?!” Sizume barked out and grabbed the badger by her jacket collar, hauling her down as she shouted in her face, “I was really fucking scared when I had a pair of scissors slashed against my fucking face!”

Salda curled her lips back in a slight snarl but didn’t push her off. “I was scared watching one of my family be executed, I was scared when I did become a murderer to save my father. You know this story, you want to swap trauma, Sizume?”

“At least you still have both your fucking eyes,” The doberman pushed away from the badger, stomping off with a hard flick of her tail.

“At least you still have Shino, and she still has her father. Mark still cares about both of you, he still says he would leave you and Shino alone if you said to do so.” Salda snorted and put her paws on her hips giving the dog’s back an annoyed look.

“You got anything other than he’s pretty and smells good?” Sizume growled as she looked over her shoulder.

“I told you… He treats me well, treats me like a girl, not some… brainless hulk. Helps me with words, is the only guy who has been kind to me like Volpus since I left my family. Would you be so mad, if Mark were with some other girl?”

“No, I wouldn’t be as pissed off, because some other bitch wouldn’t have been my friend!” Sizume spun around and glared at the badger again.

“Sizume, I am still your friend, and I spent one night with Mark, we are not even officially… couple… joined… uh…”

“Dating,” Sizume said with a sigh.

“Dating, yes, that is the word. We are not even dating, but I want to see him again.” Salda rubbed her jaw and frowned before shrugging. “I cannot go be playful like you, I scare boys away. Can you not be happy for me?”

“I’d be happier if it wasn’t that dipshit… but I guess…” Sizume crossed her arms and scowled at the thought of it.

“You are a dear friend to me, Sizume. I never wanted to anger you, but I think he is nice, I like him… for now.” Salda smiled and relaxed her stance.

“For now?” Sizume cocked a brow, then darted her eyes up towards the ceiling of the kitchen, giving a sigh as she heard one of the lopunny’s yowl out in a moan upstairs. “Gods… you’d think he’d give those rabbits a break!”

Salda chuckled and shrugged. “I have been told, lopunny get very… eager when with child, maybe not a ster… stiro…”

“Stereotype, yeah maybe so!” Sizume snorted as she heard the second familiar voice groaning out, clearly both of them with her boss at the same time. “Glad I asked Vince to take Sizume outside to play.”

Salda gave a laugh, “Ah ha ha… Yes, Stereotype, that is a tough word! Anyway… Yes, for now. He may get bored with me, or maybe he changes and I don’t like him. We will see.”

“Changes… That’s what pisses me off so bad… He’s tougher, harder, and more wisened, but I still see all the old things in him that drove me crazy…” She sighed and rubbed her arm with a growl.

“You still love him?” Salda asked.

Sizume barked and glared at the badger. “What?! No! Fuck that! Love is the furthest thing from my mind or heart when I see his ass! I just… I guess I lament what was lost.”

“Lament?” Salda cocked a brow.

“Regret, mourn, wonder what uh… could have been,” Sizume explained as she sighed.

“Maybe, you two can be… friends for Shino?” Salda frowned.

“Even friendship seems so far out of reach… but at least I don’t want to murder him on sight these days…” She sighed and pushed a paw through her hair with a frown.

Salda shrugged then looked up at the ceiling with a grunt. “Should we go find Vince and Shino? They are loud today…”

Sizume growled up at the ceiling as well before jerking her head towards the exit to the yard. “Yeah, let’s get out of here, if I hear any more I’m just going to go kick their door open and throw a bucket of cold water on the lot of them.”

Part 3

—*—

The moment Volpus hit the door he was on his way to his room, having texted to let his lopunny wives know he’d be home soon. When he entered the room Clair and Skyler were both standing there waiting with knowing grins showing on their muzzles.

They both wore see-through teddies that cupped their breasts which had grown a few inches from preparing milk to feed their expecting pups, the silky fabric draping over each of their tummies both of them having conceived a pup for their ninetailed husband on the same night.

“Welcome home, Volpi, we missed you…” Clair sighed as she slid her paws to her middle, cupping her belly to emphasize the ‘we’ part of the statement.

“Indeed, come greet your wives and pups properly, my love,” Skyler cooed out in her haughty tone of voice, her own paw rubbing her showing belly proudly as her other pushed the glasses she wore up.

“You two are everything I could have ever wished for…” Volpus paced before them, hitting his knees before the two rabbits, his paws rubbing their showing bellies as he leaned in. He nuzzled Clair’s showing tummy first, feathering a few kisses, the brown lopunny pushing a paw to her own jaw, looking smitten as she grinned for him, hearts in her eyes.

He shifted to his white lopunny next, rubbing and kissing Skyler’s belly proudly, the rabbit giving a proud smug huff as her paw moved to rub his large ear, her own pink eyes showing smitten little hearts for the mystical fox that had made her and Clair into pending mothers.

Volpus leaned back and rested a paw on each of their bellies, huffing proudly as he felt faint movements in each of his wives. Skyler gave him a smug proud look and Clair a look of adoration, the heady scent of rabbit filling his nose. His wives had just gotten hornier by the day as they carried and were eager to be with him at every chance.

“I love feeling our pups fuss inside you two…” Volpus sighed as his paws rubbed at each of his lopunny’s showing claim.

“Ha… such a proud papa-fox…” Clair sighed lovingly.

“More a degenerate with a pregnancy kink, but he is our degenerate,” Skyler cooed as she rubbed her paw to pet his ears.

“I can’t help it, you’re just both so beautiful and perfect!” He barked out as the lopunny shared a look before reaching to collect his paws, stepping back as he stood, feeling his wives lead him to their large shared bed before setting him down upon the edge.

Clair slid down to her knees on his left, while Skyler moved to flank his right, both the rabbits moving their paws to part the belt and front of the ninetail’s silk slacks. Volpus gave a relieved groan as the material finally parted, both of the lopunny’s large ears perking slightly at the fully slid-free length of crimson fox cock that had laid claim to their wombs.

“Like I said, a degenerate…” Skyler cooed lovingly as she leaned in, huffing against the side of his length, her own breath making her glasses fog slightly before she kissed up the side.

“You always smell so good, Volpi…” Clair groaned as she also enjoyed his heady scent before kissing up the other side of his jumping cock, each of them looking up at hiim with little hearts in their eyes as they serviced their husband.

“B-been a while… since you two did this…” Volpus groaned in approval, one paw on each of their heads, raking claws through their fur as each of them kissed up and down his length, occasionally one of the rabbits lapping at the bubbling of prelove that would show, their large ears brushing the floor behind them.

Skyler leaned up and parted her maw, taking his tapered tip into her soft hot mouth, suckling gently as she closed her eyes in focus, feeling that prelove erupt onto her tongue, her lover grinning and lifting a paw to pump at the base of that jumping length. Their shared husband’s pleased groans filled the air as he endured his haughty wife’s affections as best he could.

“Damn… Sky… ngh…” He panted out, then gasped as his length popped from her maw, the rabbit licking her chops and saying nothing as her own hand moved to pump his length, the girls working together in tandem without needing to speak as Clair moved in.

His brown lopunny happily took him into her mouth, but it wasn’t with elegance or grace like Skyler had done. Clair just shoved him in and started suckling with a frantic almost desperate motion, little hearts in her eyes for the fox she had been thoroughly smitten with even before becoming pregnant.

“D-damn… Y-you trying… to make me blow it already, L-love-punny?” Volpus dug his claws into the sheets of the bed panting and lolling his tongue, his length jumping hard in his lover's mouth as she worked him.

“Calm down, darling, I do want to ride that at least a little before he gives in…” Skyler cooed out lovingly as she pumped his length. Clair gave a fussy look but pulled up, popping free with a sweet little gasp for air.

“Ha… then you better get to riding, love…” Clair licked her chops as she rocked back, rubbing her belly to calm the fussing puppy in her.

Skyler stood with a flourish and dropped her panties before giving her ninetails a grin and turning around away from him. She pushed her soft round rear back, feeling his paws go right to her hips, seeing those pink dripping rabbit petals on full display before his twitching length. “Ah, Volpi… darling, might you be a dear and help guide me?”

He nodded his head rapidly, pulling her hips back to him, lining that tapered tip right against that viciously tight entrance, Skyler's large ears folded down and tucked to the side to stay out of the way.

Her pink-white tail jerked as she felt him push in, then as he pulled her down, she offered up a needy groan of relief, feeling every inch push past, sinking deep until he kissed at her very core.

“Gods…” The white lopunny groaned out as she collapsed against his chest, feeling every inch inside. Volpus’ paws were quick to come forward, pawing and rubbing proudly all over that taut belly.

“I can feel our pup stirring so actively in you, Skyler…” He sighed proudly, his mass of tails rolling behind him as he rocked under her, his tapered tip kissing deep, stroking against her clenching walls as her honey already dripped off his full sacs. Each time his length jumped inside her, he could feel his son fuss against his padded paws while they rubbed.

“Naturally… of course… he is active… we are… due in a few weeks after all…” She panted out in that haughty smug tone she somehow was maintaining, even as he rocked and bounced her gently in his lap, her large breasts swaying in time to the strokes.

Clair squirmed on her knees, looking up at her lovers as they enjoyed one another, looking ready to shove Skyler off and climb on herself if she got the chance. Skyler grinned at her and shook her head as she swayed, “Y-yes, my love… I know… just one more, please…”

“Fiiine…” Clair sounded childish as she climbed on the bed after peeling her panties off, then gave Volpus a wicked grin as she just settled on her knees and elbows, her rear perked up in anticipation, letting her husband see her drenched petals even though he was balls deep in their shared wife.

“Ah!” Skyler squeaked out in a moan as his length jumped hard, a few short quick thrusts stabbing into her core doing the job as he forced her over the edge, the rabbit slumping into his chest slightly, her glasses looking tilted as she panted in recovery.

“Okay, up you go love…” Volpus growled as his haughty wife gave a small nod and slid out of his lap, his length popping free from her viciously tight walls, dripping with her honey as he quickly shifted over to Clair.

She gave him a wide eager grin, her tail hiked up as she looked back at him, hearts in her eyes as she felt him line right up with her drenched entrance, then she cried out happily as he pushed right in.

Volpus shuddered and gave an approving groan as every inch sunk deep into his wife, one paw bracing on the bed, his other naturally moving to rub at her belly, feeling his other pup fussing as he started to buck his hips.

“Volpi! Yes… fucking yesss…” Clair slurred out, her tongue lolled as he wasted no time stroking deep inside her, making her small pregnant body jerk against the sheets, her loud squeaky moans filling the air, no doubt being heard down below in the kitchen.

“Missed you both so much…” He snarled and rolled his tails, his eyes practically glowing as he braced his paw on the headboard of the bed, rutting against his lopunny’s ass while her walls clenched, gushing her honey all over his intruding length that just kept stroking. Like with Skyler he could feel his pup fussing gently both with his paw and feel the tremors with his jumping length.

“Volpi! Shooo gooood…” Clair slurred and drooled as she panted with her tongue lolled, happy to lose her composure and just revel in the sex while her fox bucked back against her, making her body jostle on the mattress.

Volpus growled and shoved hard as the rabbit under him let out a throaty moan, her walls crushing again as she collapsed onto her elbows, panting into the sheets, her walls crushing him as he forced her to have multiple in a row.

Skyler had already laid down next to Clair on her back, and when Volpus looked over at her, she lifted her jaw and spread her legs without a word, rubbing a paw on her showing belly. The fox growled his approval as he pulled from Clair who toppled over in a heaving pant, still going through her throes.

With a quick reposition and push, his tapered tip slid past his white rabbit’s entrance, Skyler giving her own shocked squeak as Volpus just scooped under her knees with his paws. He dragged her close to force his length to plunge deep, the stroke kissing hard at her core, which made her large breast bounce before he reared back to do it again.

“Gods! D-darling… huff!” Skyler gasped out, her glasses looking disheveled on her snout as he bucked and rocked his hips, sounding feral as he just stroked against her core. She winced and rubbed at her belly to try to calm the angry puppy, his mother’s body jerking and rocking from his father enjoying it.

“I can’t get enough of you two… Can’t get enough of seeing you carrying my pups!” He snarled out as he stroked deep inside her, the rabbit’s tongue lolled, her glasses wobbling and looking ready to fall from the strokes as he crashed into her core.

“You’re such… a breeding fiend these days… Volpi…” Clair cooed out as she panted, then shifted herself to situp, giving him an eager grin while Skyler kept groaning and squeaking from the deep thrusts.

“Go on! Do it!” Volpus barked out in commandment as he shoved his hips hard, the white lopunny shouting out in a moan as she shattered, the stroke making her glasses fall from her face as she had a stunned look on her face while giving in on command, her walls milking at that length that was starting to knot while squirting her honey all over his crotch fur.

“Good…” He huffed out and withdrew, flopping back to sit and offering his paw to Clair. “Come here, love-punny…”

“Fuuuck I love when you get dominant during sex…” Clair cooed as she scrambled into his lap, grinning eagerly as his paws grabbed her hips, positioned her, and then drove her right down into his lap while she faced him.

He watched her tongue loll and hearts show in her eyes when she collapsed into his lap, her toepaws curling as she practically sobbed in pleasure, “Volpiiii…” She hugged close, feeling his paws rubbing her belly proudly, a deep snarl filling his throat as he rocked and bucked, that growing knot popping in and out of his tight little lopunny’s entrance.

“Gods! I can… feel your knot growing, Volpi… ngh… Are you knotting me tonight, love?!” Clair squeaked out in a frantic tone as she groaned and rocked her own hips as best she could, her puppy fussing angrily against her walls from the frantic movements.

Volpus looked down at Skyler who looked ready to collapse into sleep, her tongue lolled and eyes looking distant with little hearts as she shuddered and then blinked back at him as they refocused. “Oh go on… You knotted me last time and I don’t feel like hearing her pout.”

“You heard our wife, Clair…” Volpus growled as his paws slid to her hips, the lopunny nodding rapidly as she bucked his hips, making her milk-filled breasts bounce painfully on her chest as she squeaked and moaned for him, that thick knot popping in and out a few more times.

He snapped his teeth and wrenched her down, Clair giving a loud throaty moan as he plowed that knot into her, sliding deep and feeling it bloom to full. His tails stiffened and he threw his head back, howling out in a moan as that length jumped hard, sending a thick hot rush of heat straight into his wife’s claimed womb.

“Gods! Yes! Volpi! Y-yeesss…” Clair slurred and moaned out, feeling her husband’s thick potent love spread in her, their puppy furious at the whole thing as her walls ached with each gush.

“Ha… S-sorry… little one… mommy and… daddy… are… almost finished…” Volpus panted the words then licked his chops before jerking hips hips, the last thick gush flooding in as Clair groaned and slumped back, her own eyes looking distant with hearts, occasionally twitching from an angry kick from her pup.

“Gods… you always… come so much…” Clair panted out, her paw rubbing at her belly. She was already nearly full term, so the whole thing didn’t add more than a few inches to her growth but it was massive as always.

“So good… gods I’m dead…” Volpus collapsed back, panting and heaving. Skyler climbed over to cling to his side, sighing as she nuzzled his chest.

“You’re so vigorous, darling… not that I nor Clair are complaining…” Skyler cooed into his ear.

Once his knot calmed down, Clair flopped right down on his other side, both of them clinging to him, his pregnant rabbit’s content as he settled paws against both of their shoulders. “I love both of you so much, love you and our puppies…” He huffed proudly down into their ears.

“I suppose that’s a logical thought process to have after such heated activities,” Skyler scoffed out playfully.

“What she means to say, is we love you too, Volpi…” Clair cooed out and nuzzled his jaw with a proud sigh.

—*—

About a month passed as Salda settled into her new changes. She started seeing Mark regularly and even stayed at his place more often. In that time the lopunny had their puppies, so things at the manor got much more active what with the new sets of little paws that needed to be tended to.

Shino was staying at Mark’s for one of her weekend visits, and despite Sizume’s initial misgivings, she did like the fact that Salda was able to be there with her daughter during them. Mark liked that fact too, as his daughter was so happy around the badger.

The puppy had recently been introduced to video games via Mark’s game console system he had, so Salda was attempting to play and losing to the puppy for the tenth time when a knock came at the door. Salda snorted, recognizing the pattern of taps instantly as she sighed and patted the pup on the head before getting up.

Pulling the door open with an already irritable look plastered on her face, the pitbull stood there in his leather jacket, smirking up at her. “Morning, toots.”

“Mark is at the store, it is just me and little Shino here right now,” Salda said with a flat tone.

“Is that right? Well, mind if I come in just in case?” Harrison said with a grin.

“Hmph can you just check the tracking device to confirm?” The badger turned and walked back in, leaving the door open as she called out, “Shino, play alone for now.”

“So this is the infamous, Shino, eh?” Harrison squatted down before the puppy who had paused her game to pace over.

“You smell like smoke, are you a friend of Daddy’s?” She asked with an already bored-sounding tone, Salda offering a bark of a laugh.

“Ha! Something like that!” Harrison’s eyes flashed up at the badger with a smirk before looking to the puppy. “So, you having fun here? Your daddy and Salda not doing anything weird around you?”

“Weird?” Shino stepped back and tilted her head. “Uh… no? I get bored because I can’t go to a park or anything, but Aunt Sally plays with me and so does Daddy.”

Harrison looked over at the couch that clearly had a pillow and folded sheets on it, then put his paws on his hips after he rose up. “You know, technically the law requires you to have a room for a visiting kit.”

“Shino, go to the bedroom, I will call for you!”Salda snarled out in the bossy tone she only used when she was serious.

“O-Okay!” She barked out and trotted out of the living room.

Salda waited until the door clicked closed before she leaned in a thrust a finger out. “You. Why do you do this?” She hissed the words, showing her sharp teeth.

“It’s my job, toots. To make sure scumbags are in line,” Harrison said plainly with a smirk.

The honey badger cracked her neck a few times before sighing out, “Mark is a good rabbit, Shino is happy. You should clear your hate from your eyes and see that!”

“I’ve seen better cases than his do a one-eighty, toots. You never trust any of them!” Harrison snarled back.

“How many of those cases, were you looking for little things?” She folded her arms with a scowl.

“The little shit adds up, it always does.” Harrison looked around with a snort and huffed the air. “Doesn’t reek like sex in here this time, you two finally calming down?”

“Mark does not feel comfortable doing that with his daughter so close by on just the sofa a few feet from his bedroom,” Salda sighed out.

“Interesting…” The pitbull stepped back and looked out the open door as he shrugged. “Let the sicko know I dropped by and remind him he’s supposed to tell me anytime he leaves, even if it’s just for a run to the corner store,” Harrison growled out.

“You should learn respect and grace! Stop calling him that!” Salda snarled behind the probation officer’s back.

“Oh really? What title does a guy that tried to murder his unborn child deserve then, toots?” The pitbull barked back with a glare.

“You ever made big mistakes you regret? Life-changing ones that scar you?” Salda asked.

“Yeah, I have, toots. I once trusted one of my clients too much. Thought he was squared away, on the straight and narrow. Good job, pillar of community, all that shit. I vouched he was doing great to the judge, then he snapped one day, offed his ex-wife, and then took his kit out before turning the gun on himself. I got the blood of some poor bitch and her kit on my paws, because I let my guard down. So yeah, I’ve got my scars,” Harrison sneered as he told the story, then stepped out, yanking the door closed with a loud bang.

Shino peeked out of the bedroom after the door slammed before trotting over to Salda. “Did daddy’s scary bad-guy friend leave, Aunt Sally?”

“He’s not a bad guy, just working as best he can with broken tools, sweetie,” Salda sighed as she folded her arms, looking at the closed door.

Mark arrived back home about half an hour later and got to work on lunch. They all settled down on the sofa with the TV on to eat as Salda spoke out, “Your probation officer came by, said to remind you to tell him if you leave the house.”

“That guy… Oh, I’m sure he said it just as professionally as he could,” Mark sighed then looked up at Salda. “He say anything about, Shino?”

“Just asked if we did anything weird around her, then commented on her sleeping spot,” Salda said as she shrugged. “I told him we do not do such things with her here.”

“What things do you guys do when I’m not here?” Shino called out curiously as she nibbled on some bread.

“Don’t worry about it sweetie,” Mark laughed awkwardly then muttered to Salda under his breath, “Seriously? About the couch? That bastard really has it in for me…”

“I think he is just… making sure. He does not want to take chances, he said he lost a kit and their mother to a situation he was in charge of. So, I think he just regrets and tries to make it up,” Salda shrugged as she explained the story she was told.

“Like you said before then, he’s just been through enough, that he knows playing the bad cop is the safest route huh?” Mark frowned as he looked over at his daughter.

“We may have to get a bigger place, if Shino needs her own room, yes?” Salda asked with a head tilt.

“Yeah as if I can afford- Wait- did you just say, we?” Mark gave her a surprised glance.

“We are doing well, I like you, and Shino seems happy with me around during visits with you. It seems… practical?” Salda tilted her head.

“Y-you say that, but practicality and officially moving in together are very different. Are you not happy living at the manor?” Mark frowned as he sat his plate of food down to give her his full focus.

“I am happy at the manor, yes. However, I am happier at your place, with you. If it does not work, I know I can return to Volpus’ home, as I will still be working for him. Do you not want to do it, Mark?” She cocked a brow, giving him a calm no-nonsense look.

“Want to? Of course, I want to do it! It sounds amazing! I just don’t want you disrupting your life over me, over a guy that might get dragged back off to prison any day for missing a button on my shirt when that dope comes to visit!” Mark huffed out and grabbed her paw with his own, squeezing it as he almost glared while explaining.

“That will not happen, you are a good rabbit, and I know you can show that to Harisson in time, perhaps talk to him, explain you are considering the move with me?” She moved her larger paw over his, clasping it as they held one another’s paws, his daughter obliviously eating and watching TV while they made such huge plans for themselves and her.

“I- I guess I could- No, I can… I want that, I want to have you with me all the time, Salda. I know it’s only been a month, but I’ve always been a sap that falls easily, so… I’ll talk to the asshole about it.” Mark showed her a small grin.

—*—

A few days later, Mark set the wheels in motion to talk to his probation officer about their idea and other things.

His nose twitched, catching the scent of smoke on the air before the dog actually got to him. He was sitting at a table at a local coffee shop, having made sure it wasn’t near any locations kits might gather at.

Harrison dropped and ground the cigarette out before pulling up a seat at the outdoor table. “Usually you can’t stand to see my face, why the request to talk to me outside of your place?”

Mark was holding a to-go cup of coffee in his paws as he looked to the pitbull and clicked his tongue. “I was talking to Salda about you, she mentioned the story about you losing the mother and her kit.”

Harrison’s eyes grew dark and his teeth showed in a growl as he perked his ears. “Yeah? What about it?”

The rabbit sighed and pushed a paw through his own hair. “I dunno, I guess I see that. Look, I’m not calling you here to try to butter you up, or win you over. I get it though, and I agree with you. That night was a blur to me, but I spent eight years, every single day, just hating myself.”

“You should hate yourself, Mark. You cost that young girl her fucking eye, nearly killed your own fucking blood, panic attacks be damaged, you’ve got no excuse, rabbit!” The pitbull barked the words and slammed his paw to the table.

Mark gave his own snarling shout, “You think I don’t know that?! What can I fucking do then? Huh!? Go back and rot, or try to make it up to my fucking daughter and her mother? I only had one goal when I got out, and that was to do whatever it took to make those two happy, to even somehow start to make it up to them!”

“You hoping to win me over with this impassioned speech, Wallace?” Harrison growled as the employee brought over his own coffee he’d ordered before setting it down and then trying to quickly distance herself from the two arguing males.

“Of course not, I get it. You have to treat everyone like this to make sure you don’t miss one like before. I can’t prove to you anything, I just have to show you.” Mark sighed before sipping his own coffee, a paw in his hair looking frazzled.

“True, proof in the fucking pudding or something like that.” Harrison sipped his own coffee and drummed his claws on the table as they settled into silence.

After several moments of tense quiet, the pitbull spoke out, “I don’t make the fucking rules, Wallace, I just make damn sure they get followed, and I make damn sure the ones under my watch follow them.”

“Speaking of rules, Salda said you commented on Shino’s sleeping arrangements,” Mark asked with a flat tone.

“I ain’t with DHS, Mark, and I ain’t planning to report that to them if that’s your worry. Your girlfriend said you two keep it PG with her around, that’s good enough for me,” Harrison shrugged as he explained.

“I appreciate that. We’re uh… talking about getting a place together, a two-bedroom so Shino has her own bedroom when she visits… Figured you needed to know,” He muttered quietly as he looked away.

“Yeah? Congrats on that. You two are moving pretty quick, eh?” Harrison cocked a brow.

Mark shook his head. “I guess we are… Yeah, it’s only been a month, but it was her idea. She said it’d make Shino happier and she wants it as well.”

“You’re gonna play hell finding a place, but I’ll tell you what. I deal with this kinda shit all the time. I’ll put some feelers out and see if I can help find you two some locations to check out. Just text me your budget,” Harrison collected his coffee and stood, already taking a cigarette out with his free paw.

“You’d… do that for me?” Mark asked with a surprised look, his brown ears lifting slightly.

“Guess I can respect a man that will talk to me one-on-one, you’re still scum, but at least you’re trying. You won’t get any special passes from me though, Mark. You fuck up, I’ll still see you dragged off back to lock up.” The pitbull gave him a nod as he turned and paced off.

Mark looked down at his own coffee, hearing the little flicks of the lighter from Harrison starting up another cigarette. He knew the dog was right, he was scum, but even scum could try, try to start over, and do better this time, right?

Part 4

—*—

Almost another month passed before they found a suitable location. The simple fact of the matter was, that Volpus wasn’t cheap when it came to paying for his personal protection, so Mark’s lifestyle improved dramatically when his new girlfriend's income came into play.

“So, this is really happening, is it?” The ninetails stood outside of the manor with Salda, leaning up against one of the elegant pillars.

“We chose a place very close, and I will still be here every day, sir, so it is not like you will not- It’s not like you won’t see me again?” Salda lifted her muzzle with the alteration of the statement.

Volpus grinned and pushed his glasses up, light glinting off them. “You’ve improved so much already and it’s only been a few months. I suppose that’s one of the advantages of dating a former teacher, eh?”

“Mark has taught me a lot, and I don’t just mean that with my speaking. I love working for you, sir, but I’ve wanted my own place for a long time. I’ve always been at someone else’s uh…” She mused for a moment before clicking her tongue, “Hospitality?”

“Close enough.” Volpus grinned and ran a paw through his hair. “I’ll have to bump your pay up now that your room and board aren’t getting covered with it, you know that, yeah?”

“T-that isn’t necessary, sir!” Salda stiffened her posture as if ready to salute the fox.

“Semantics… It’ll be fine… but you know, Shino is going to be pretty fussy over this,” he said with a grin as he folded his arms.

“Ha! That little puppy will be busy helping with the newest pups soon enough! She will still see me most every day anyhow!” Salda showed him a grin as she nudged his shoulder while looming over him. “You are going to have to calm down to be a father now as well.”

“Yeah, we’ll see!” Volpus barked as the nudge made him physically stumble back as if he’d been shoved.

“So they are happy? They seem so, but I mean, are they?” Salda inquired with a tilt of her head.

“Claire is a natural mother, Skyler is taking some getting used to it. I’d not mind some lopunny kittens out of them, but I think Sky would try to neuter me if I pushed my luck right now!” he chuckled before lifting his ears as the front door clicked, his butler stepping out to the front.

“Boss, you’ve got a call to take,” Sizume said in an annoyed tone.

“Ah, here we go again, what does someone need this time? Perhaps I’ll charge a little extra depending,” Volpus cooed playfully as he threw a paw up to Salda before stepping inside.

Sizume stared at the larger girl with a frown before shifting a paw to her own hip. “So that’s how it is eh? Just ditching us for that asshole over there?” She jerked her head towards the running car that had the brown rabbit she knew very well in it, seeing him frown at her.

“He is a good rabbit, Sizume, at least he is now…” Salda sighed and put her own paws on her hips.

“That right? Go swap places with him and tell him to come here, I’ve something to tell that ‘good rabbit’ before you two flit off for your happily-ever-after,” Sizume practically growled the words as she lifted a paw, clenching it a few times.

Salda offered the smaller dog a warning snarl of her own but spun on her heel and stalked back to her waiting car. The two of them had a brief exchange before Mark climbed out of the driver's seat to walk over, the car visibly lurching down with a groan as the honey badger sat down in it.

“If you want to punch me in the face or something, I won’t stop you,” Mark said dryly as he approached, usually having similar lines he’d speak when they first started talking these days.

“Cute.” Sizume snorted then looked to the car before back to him. “If you tried any bullshit with Salda, she’d grind you to dust, but rest assured, whatever is left, I’d pulverize myself if you hurt her, asshole.”

The rabbit took a deep breath and locked his eyes on her lone good one. “Sizume, I’m not going to hurt her, and I’ll keep working to be a better guy for not just her, either.”

“But for Shino?” Sizume tilted her head.

“And you!” Mark snarled as he balled his paws into fists at his side.

“For me? You think I fucking need you in any capacity but dead, Mark?” Sizume barked a laugh as she asked.

“Maybe not, but if you ever do need me, I’ll be there, no questions asked. I can’t fix anything, but I can try to-”

“Shut up already, I get it,” Sizume groaned and folded her arms, leaning back on one of the pillars. Her good eye looked away, rolled, then she spat out, “It’s not like I don’t want you guys to work, okay? I got Vince now, and he thinks my scar is hot, so it… works out, okay?”

“Thank you. I’ll not drag it up again, just know I’m always here for both of you. I never stopped loving you, and I never will, it’s just a different kind of love now, but it’s still there.” Mark lifted his jaw and clenched his paws into fists before wheeling around on the heel of his boot.

“Mark!” Sizume barked out, seeing him flinch before looking over his shoulder.

She stood up straight and punched a fist into her other open paw. “I don’t fucking hate your guts anymore, and I don’t want to see you writhing in misery or dead. That’s all I got right now, take it or leave it.”

He perked his drooped ears and gave a small nod. “Thanks, I’ll keep doing my best.”

Sizume didn’t wait to see him walk away, she just turned and entered the mansion, leaving him to walk back to his car.

—*—

They walked into the large condominium together for the first time after having officially moved in. It was a nice place that was close to Volpus’ manor, only about a ten-minute drive for Salda.

“I still can’t believe we’ll be living in such a ritzy place, I’ll have to step up my work to keep up my weight on the bills!” Mark said excitedly as they paced in holding paws.

“What is… ritzy?” Salda cocked a brow.

“Oh, it means fancy,” Mark said with a small grin.

“It is not a mansion like Volpus has, but it is rather nice. Also, you shouldn’t worry about that. As long as you are not stupid with money, we are in this together.” Salda squeezed his paw and showed her own grin.

“I like to think I’ve always been frugal and had a good sense for financing, so no worries there, honey!” He showed her another grin as she loomed over him and leaned down to bump her muzzle to his.

“Perhaps we will break in the bedroom before little Shino arrives for her visit tomorrow… Yes?” She snarled against his lips as the rabbit rapidly nodded before pushing to her lips himself, instigating the kiss.

Salda gave an approving huff as their muzzles pushed together, heads tilting for tongues to meet, feeling Mark’s paws eagerly moving to rub at her breasts, then to her hips, jerking her closer as best he could given their size difference.

After several moments of heated kissing, Salda broke from his lips and he gave a surprised squeak as she just hauled him right up off his footpaws to carry him to the bedroom.

“G-geeze! Way to emasculate me!” Mark laughed as she carried him.

“That word sounds confusing, tell me its meaning later,” Salda snarled as she playfully tossed him right upon the large bed, the rabbit offering a wide eager grin as his honey badger peeled her top off, those large ample breasts bouncing into view for him.

“Damn… I never get tired of seeing you…” Mark sighed as he quickly shrugged his own shirt off, smaller than the badger but still showcasing lots of definition in his arms and chest.

“You always make me feel sexy…” Salda hummed as she tugged off her cargo pants, even stripping the panties she wore clear before climbing onto the bed, fully exposed to her rabbit boyfriend.

“That’s because you are sexy, honey! You want me to prove it?” The rabbit gave her a playful grin before he parted his pants, the badger getting a good look at his ample cock that was fully slid free of his base, jumping eagerly for her larger body.

“That only proves you are horny and a pervert,” Salda gave him a grin as she grasped his shoulder, shoving him down to his back, her other paw grasping that rabbit cock, giving it firm strong strokes as Mark lolled his tongue.

“Hm hm…. You are lovely and I like how you smell… I also like how you like it, when I just take the lead, yes?” She showed her sharp teeth in a confident grin as the rabbit gave a knowing grin and nodded, his length jumping hard in her paw as she stroked it.

“I- I do… you don’t treat me like some bitch though, and I appreciate you still let me take the reins when I feel like- Eep!” He squeaked out as she shoved him into the sheets and climbed over him, giving her own hungry grin.

“Yes, but not tonight… My cycle has set in and I want to ride you…” She hefted one leg over him to straddle him, the massive badger pushing her arms together to make her breasts squeeze and push forward. “You like when I do this… yes?”

“Yes!” Mark practically barked the words as his paws shot up to grab and squeeze at those large full breasts even as she ground her crotch against his jumping length, her petals clearly soaked and her heady scent of heat filling the air.

“Well… you are clearly eager and ready, Mark…” Salda huffed out as he mauled her breasts, not seeming the slightest bit put off by his rough groping paws.

“Ngh… could say the same for you… your drenched and you dragged me to bed as soon as we hit the door!” Mark huffed excitedly and bit his lower lip as she lifted herself up, having gotten used to his body as she skillfully adjusted to let his head line right up with her entrance, then with no hesitation, she lowered herself.

“Oh my fuck yessss…” Mark moaned out as he felt every inch of himself plunge deep into his badger’s tight hot walls. She gave a grunt as she settled back down, and he gave a squeak as her walls crushed him, badger honey dripping off his sacs.

“Huff… I like this position, it gets you very deep…” Salda groaned as she shoved a paw to his chest, her large claws digging into the soft brown fur, rubbing at his muscles as her other braced on the headboard of the bed. Her hips slowly began to work, feeling that length jumping hard and pushing at her core with each movement she made.

“So deep… fuck, honey…” Mark groaned as he shifted his own hips as best he could, grinding back against his girlfriend's own movements, her massive breasts swaying gently to their first official bout of sex in their new place.

“I get… very horny when I’m in heat, Mark… I apologize if I break your cock…” Salda gave him a predatory grin, flexing her paw on his chest as her hips moved a little faster, wet sloppy sounds coming from their joining, her honey just dripping all over his intruding length that just bumped at her core, despite their size difference.

“No regrets! Ngh… I’ll heal later!” Mark squeaked out and thrust his paws up to grab her shoulders, pulling her down as the badger collapsed onto her paws so they could kiss. Their muzzles pushed together, kissing fervently as their hips ground and rocked against one another. She could feel him throbbing with each push, their tongues growing more frantic with each stroke.

After several moments, she broke the kiss and rose back up, grasping the headboard with both her paws, just riding against him, his jumping length smacking deep into her. “Huff… huff… I have nothing to compare it to… but I really… like your cock, Mark…”

“Gods… I like your pussy too, Salda… ha… I like everything about you!” He squeaked out and tried to shift as if to roll her over, but the badger just snorted before locking her legs, keeping him trapped under her.

“Stay there, I wish to ride you… I’ll let you pick our next position, besides… I can tell you are getting close…” She panted as she kept grinding, feeling him jumping harder inside her, sweat dripping off her ears and nose from the constant movements.

“Ngh… Can you now? And… how is that?” He panted up at her, grinning and clearly having hearts in his eyes for her at this point, his own chest fur shiny with a sheen of sweat.

“You get frantic… you want to take charge, also it’s how you will twitch and jump inside…” She explained then nodded as her paws shoved to his chest. “Okay… okay… here we go…”

Mark showed an eager grin, then winced as her paws flexed hard on his chest, claws almost breaking skin as she focused. She started riding him hard and intently, loud wet slaps filling the air as she made their new bed groan from her movements.

“Gods! I- I can’t!” Mark squeaked out, sounding panicked after several moments of enduring this.

“I know! So… don’t!” Salda snarled and shoved her hips down hard with a bounce of her breasts, making that length bury in her, then her own tongue lolled out and her ears folded as she felt her rabbit’s heat starting to spread deep inside.

“Gods! Yes! I love… you…so… much!” Mark moaned and squeaked out the words, his own paws digging at her shoulders, clinging to her as his length jumped with each eruption, thick potent rabbit lust flooding into her womb.

Salda shuddered as she felt him finish, then gave a relieved groan before rocking back, panting and showing a thin sheen of sweat on her golden-brown fur. “So much… if I weren’t on protection, I might have cubs and kittens right now…” She panted and grinned at him through messy blonde locks of hair.

“D-Don’t talk like that, Gods…” Mark gave a weak laugh before grunting as he felt her finally climb off him to collapse into the bed proper before pulling him against her. The rabbit grinned and was happy to cling to his larger girlfriend, her ample breasts comfortable to lay his head on after the intense release.

“That was nice… your endurance is improving too…” Salda sighed as he clung to her.

“I hope it was enough, you were crushing me there at the end,” Mark chuckled as he nuzzled her breasts.

“Yes, very good… Let’s do it one more time before bed tonight, yes?” Salda asked with a small smile.

Mark rose up and offered a grin, his brown eyes glittering. “Hgn… why not three more times? I’m a rabbit after all…” He quickly climbed over her, showing he was already getting a second wind.

“Yes… I believe it is a good thing I have protection…” Salda giggled and then pulled him to her, kissing her new boyfriend eagerly for a few moments before letting him take the reins for the next round.

—*—

“Wow! We’re so high up!” Shino barked as she peered over the edge of the balcony at the river that ran parallel to the condominium. “Oh! I see a park down there! Can we go, daddy?” She barked out excitedly as she pointed.

“Sure, sweetie, but after you finish your lunch, okay?” Mark patted her head lovingly.

“Okay!” Shino barked out and quickly returned to her sandwich.

They all sat eating on the balcony for a few moments before Shino asked between bites, “Aunt Sally, if you and daddy get married, will I have to call you mommy too?”

Mark squeaked out awkwardly and Salda laughed at that before reaching over to rub Shino’s head. “You can always call me, Aunt Sally, little Shino, or anything else you like!”

Shino didn’t seem satisfied with the question and looked at her father. “Daddy, are you going to marry Aunt Sally?”

“W-Well, I mean… uh, I don’t know? That’s up to your Aunt Sally, now isn’t it?” He offered an awkward grin.

“Is it?” Salda cocked a brow and offered a playful grin.

“Mommy looks like you do when I ask if she is going to marry, Vince,” Shino said with clear amusement in her voice.

“Erm… Anyway, weren’t we going to go to the park? Hurry up and go get your shoes and jacket on, young puppy!” Mark mustered up his parental tone as Shino hopped up and stepped into the condo.

“She asks Sizume and Vince that question at least twice a day, love… Do not worry,” Salda said with a soft tone, showing him a grin.

Mark smiled and moved to grip her paw in his own. “Y-Yeah… I guess we’ve rushed enough already, may as well slow down a bit, yeah?”

“I am in no hurry, but I think… I would not say no if you asked… with heart?” Salda smirked at him.

“Really? Well, once we’re stable, maybe I will!” Mark gave her a challenging grin.

“Ready!” Shino barked as she hopped back out with her jacket and shoes on.

“Hm hm… then maybe I’ll let Shino decide when that time comes if I should or not!” Salda showed him a challenging grin.

“Decide what?” Shino asked excitedly.

“Ask your father,” Salda said with amusement as she stalked back into the condo, leaving the rabbit alone with the curious puppy.

Mark gave Shino an awkward grin as he stood. “Ah, anyway, let’s go to the park, sweetie!” He quickly fled as well.

“Daddy! What am I deciding?! I wanna know!” Shino gave a protesting bark as she gave chase.

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