<blockquote><div><cite>bubble_dragon wrote:</cite>Fiana slipped the helmet on, and slid onto the bike behind him, snuggling up close behind the white wolf and hugging him tightly around the midriff. While this might have been for safety, the way she gave a little wriggle as she held him close made the fact that several interesting parts of her anatomy were pressed up against his back. The warm weight on his tail was very comfortable.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris grinned at the soft weight pressing into his back, and turned his head around to grin at the fox before speeding off into the night. It was a short-ish drive to his apartment, which, luckily, hadn't been destroyed or imploded, though he did sense a couple of Panzers around keeping an eye on things. He opened the door and turned round to smile at the fox. "Not much, but it's home."