How to Catch a Fox (Andronica & Kanen)
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				Title: <strong>How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 19:15:46</strong>
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				<strong>Savannah Central, the Brazen Bull - 11:33pm</strong><hr><br>She'd been working between various gentleman's clubs and strip joints all over Zootopia for several months now. It was coming on a year, in fact, that the feisty vixen had planted herself firmly into the role of an escort and dancer. She took to it with ease and everyone at ZPD thought there was no better fit than the luscious fox who had a surprisingly strong motivation to sink her teeth into the latest undercover operation at the time. Asking a detective to go to the lengths she had gone without batting an eye made for slim pickings from the force, anyway.<br><br>That particular evening, Ellie lounged in the back room as a handful of other working girls scurried to get ready. They flit from each vanity counter to the next to talk about their clients or their aspirations, if they still had any intact, while applying ridiculously vibrant shades of lipstick and making the finishing touches to their hair. Elie on the other hand preferred a softer more natural look. Perhaps that was why she often got a lot of praise from the customers. At first she wasn't sure what she got herself into but as the weeks and months rolled by and the veritable network of information started to give her names and faces, Ellie remembered just why she was so determined to do this in the first place: her sister.<br><br>Looking up into the illuminated mirror in front of her, the pale peach furred vixen leaned back in her chair and stared straight ahead in the mirror. She turned her muzzle this way and that as the light caught the faint shimmer of her smoky burgundy eyeshadow which brought out the green hue in her thickly lashed teal eyes quite nicely. The rest of her face was bare of make-up and instead showed off the vixen's natural beauty. The charcoal waterlines around her eyes and down her nose stopped at a dusky grey snout, which was formed into an almost constant little smirk. Voluminous waves of silky platinum hair, dyed meticulously from its natural vibrant red, cascaded down her slender shoulders. <br><br>The rest of her fit body was decorated with a rather expensive set of lingerie (http://d.facdn.net/art/aulways/1452991607/1452991607.aulways_aulways.vexstacy_lady_princess_pinup_2__wmd.jpg) - a swirling grey and black set of a cropped bodice (which allowed the very top of her pinkish nipples to show through), leather collar, tie-on panties and thigh-high stockings. Her go to outfit was courtesy of the nightclub's host, a large burly wolf named Luca. He took a shine to her almost immediately and was relentless in his pursuits of the top tier dancer. After all this time living in her undercover persona, she actually started to like the attention.<br><br>Everything about her looked like the spitting image of her sister who had gone missing a handful of years ago. Casey was suspected to be a casualty of either the drug or human trafficking courtesy of Zootopia's darkest secret, but by the time Ellie joined the force her sister had been estranged long enough that it was like she never existed in the first place. Her ID was the first thing she ditched when she left their small apartment, never to return.<br><br>Ellie was started to become lost in her little reverie as she ran her grey fingers along her bright fur and recalled who she was going to scope out that night. So enamoured in her own thoughts, in fact, that she didn't hear the familiar voice of one of the bouncers who coordinated the girls in his spare time.<br><br>"Ellie, get ready to go out. Misty is taking a break," came the gruff tone of a powerfully built bear. That wasn't her real name, it was her alias, but 'Ellie' jerked her head over with a nod regardless. <br><br>"Yeah, I'll be right on!" she purred in response. Her voice was like velvet. <br><br>Standing up and flicking her black tipped tail, the vixen sprayed herself with a few carefully placed shots of sweet, musky perfume. Ellie walked toward the curtains of the stage just to the left of the dressing room and waited for the song to turn over. She could hear hoots and growls of excited anticipation as Misty, as dappled grey and orange timber wolf, left her spot of the fluorescent platform. Poles dotted a large lit platform that wove through the club in segments and gave every girl her own spot, so their patrons could move around a fawn over whoever they wished but also have a little privacy.<br><br>As soon as Misty parted the heavy red curtains, Ellie walked through to her designated spot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 20:30:40</strong>
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				In some aspects, the stereotypes are true.&nbsp; As much as one tried to fight it was difficult to overcome the brand that society placed.&nbsp; Some groups would try to fight against that, embracing tolerance and individualism, not to be judged based on your species.&nbsp; Others simple grasped onto the stereotype, some personified it.<br><br>Terrence Fleet, Terry for short, T for those who knew him (it wasn't even his real name), was one such character.&nbsp; He lived the personification of a fox and it didn't bother him in the slightest.&nbsp; He was a natural con man, naturally clever, and exceptionally cunning (and modest too).&nbsp; When it came to professions it was pretty clear that his talents were more suited for nefarious things.&nbsp; While his classmates went on to join the various reputable business and respectable educational paths, he was picking pockets.&nbsp; <br><br>He landed himself in prison a number of times, for small offenses, but was able to impress his way to the top by finding more and more clever ways to get out of a jam.&nbsp; Little things like knowing the camera positions around the city, knowing patrol routes, and even being aware of police policies allow him to turn his knack for petty theft into a network to organize the movement of good and services and arrange methods to prevent those who employed him from getting caught.&nbsp; It didn't happen overnight, but it was certainly something that came natural to him.&nbsp; Obviously it made him valuable as a 'consultant' as well as made him very rich and connected.<br><br>With this luxuries and that criminal fame came a series of addictions that were never corrected.&nbsp; Mainly women.&nbsp; Terry had a weakness for those of the opposite sex and through various transactions in various districts, he had tasted what most of the species had to offer - even some that didn't necessarily appeal to him.&nbsp; But when it came to his preferred poison he always went back to his own species.&nbsp; Some just fit better and it felt more natural. <br><br>Now, having an obvious weakness like that, Terry lived by a number of alias and moved from place to place.&nbsp; He had some favorite spots, that's was for sure, but he never kept a schedule.&nbsp; Taking his own advice he was limber and difficult to predict.&nbsp; Almost perpetually paranoid, he was known to sniff out cops from a mile away and avoid them like the plague.&nbsp; There wasn't any real proof that he was being persuade, but he lived under the assumption that he was important and probably a high target of the ZPD.<br><br>Today, however, was one of his free days.&nbsp; No meetings to attend and he had just facilitated a rather large shipment of Dust - a simple street name for a powerful narcotic - without incident and was paid handsomely.&nbsp; So he desired to spend a large part of that on frivolous activities.&nbsp; This lead him to the Brazen Bull, a place he had come to a number of times and spent enough to where he was recognized.&nbsp; Which generally wasn't challenging.<br><br>Terry was an Arctic fox who was born and raise don the streets of the tundra district.&nbsp; His fur was a little thicker than those foxes of other coloration, but his was white - everywhere.&nbsp; It was something of a matter of pride with him, for no good reason and he spend an unreasonable amount of time grooming and caring for his pelt.&nbsp; By all considerations he was handsome, his body lean and athletic, his coat was glossy as his diet was generally well measured.&nbsp; He was a bit taller than the average fox, but not by a considerable amount.&nbsp; <br><br>Since his coat was monotone, he tended to balance that out with rather contrasting clothing.&nbsp; The suit he wore tonight was expensive and a professional looking black with just a hint of a shine and some vertical running soft white, narrow strips.&nbsp; The jack matched the pants, as it should, and of course he bore no shoes (which was so normal in Zootopia it shouldn't even have been mentioned).&nbsp; The undershirt was white with dark black buttons which were concealed under a rather vivid solid red tie.&nbsp; Accents to the suit was in silver, the cuff links, the tie clasp.&nbsp; He was obviously overdressed for this location.&nbsp; His expensive Clawband sunglasses were tucked away in his front pocket, not really used as it was not only dark outside, but dark enough in here to not bother his nocturnal eyes.<br><br>"Alec!" the bounce stated as he walked in.&nbsp; He was known here, but not by his 'real' name.&nbsp; "How's it hanging?"<br><br>Terry reached out a paw and shook the large wolf's hand, a 50 embedded in the shake.&nbsp; "Tony" Terry said in his rather upbeat, but cocky voice.&nbsp; "Everything is shiny." he with a wide grin, baring just the slightest amount of teeth.&nbsp; "How about you find me and my friends here a quiet place with some high quality entertainment."&nbsp; His friends were two rather intimidating polar bears that stood behind him in an obviously protective fashion.<br><br>"Oh of course, we have someone right up your alley today.&nbsp; If you want it private I'll kick out all the riff-raff around the area." the wolf was eager to please.<br><br>"Great!"<br><br>It didn't take long for Tony to leave and clear out a few mammals looming around the stage.&nbsp; It was one a bit more concealed by strategically placed booths.&nbsp; The place was busy and the patrons moved with complaint.&nbsp; Once it was free, Terry casually strolled over as conveniently a rather skimpily clad deer set down a glass of top shelf whiskey.&nbsp; "Thanks, sweetheart." he stated as he slapped her rump as he took as seat.&nbsp; Normally that kind of behavior wasn't tolerated here, but they knew he had money so the doe just giggled (likely not in earnestly) and moved on.&nbsp; <br><br>Terry settled in the middle of the round table, flanked on either side by nothing.&nbsp; His guards stood behind the booth and more or less became statues.&nbsp; With that, the snowy white furred fox unbuttoned his coat and lifted his arms up to rest on the backs of the leather booth after taking a drink.&nbsp; He leaned back and crossed one leg over the other.&nbsp; "Action." he said simply and nodded to the DJ across the way, letting him know it was time to play the song that would alert his, now, private dancer.&nbsp; It was good to be on top.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 21:38:38</strong>
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				Ellie hadn't been dancing in Misty's old spot for more than twenty minutes before she heard a soft swish and the patter of foot pads behind her. Casually she looked over her shoulder in time to sway with the music and saw that the wolf was coming back to her post. She didn't look upset about it but something on her face was urgent. The two women moved past one another and briefly their bodies were like a symbiotic creature. Fur touched fur, curves melded together just right, in an eye popping display of changing places that wouldn't cause their guests to be too distraught that the vixen was prematurely leaving. As long as they had something succulent to lick their lips over, they were satisfied.<br><br>The vixen slipped back stage into the dressing room where Odin, the bear who called her on stage earlier, was waiting. His arms were folded across his massive barrel-like chest although it didn't look like he was angry about anything. He just had one of those severe faces, set in stone after years of glaring at people outside clubs and bars.<br><br>Jerking his thick neck to the side, the bear tossed a sidelong glance to the other end of the dressing room which had a door that lead to the opposite side of the club. The more privatized platforms and VIP lounges were arranged there and immediately Ellie knew she had some high end customers to entertain well into the early morning. She was used to that sort of thing, eager about it even, because if offered her an unadulterated spot right in front of top names on the ZPD's list of evasive offenders.<br><br>With a nod of her head, Ellie wordlessly followed Odin over towards the other corridor until they reached the curtains at the very end. She knew where she was going. It was a nice spot with a rotunda of cushioned booths and the most perfect spot one could buy before hitting the high tier VIP lounges that were often booked in advance. The listless beat of hip hop and electric trance stopped reverberating so loudly on the walls as the pair walked through the private section. Then they stopped and Odin turned her around with a gentle guiding hand on her shoulder.<br><br>"'Don't talk to him unless he asks you a question. Stay perky and keep smiling. You gotta show this guy a great time," he instructed Ellie "I'll get Jasper to put your song on."<br><br>Fortunately for Ellie she gained something of a rapport for being a very good dancer, and easy on the eyes, no thanks to her excellent physical training at the academy. She moved her svelte body around from one club to the other on her own schedule but almost always came back to the Brazen Bull where she had the most leeway with the manager, which meant she had her own routine and music.<br><br>She heard a muffled voice through the curtain and music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CeDsKA2oUsY) started to push through the well placed speakers around the circular lounge. The sound wasn't as visceral and raw as the usual fare at a club. Maybe that strange nuance was part of her appeal? <br><br>Ellie's dark lithe fingers started to part the curtain first and it was followed by her tail, flicking its dark pointed tip through the curtain. One shapely leg followed, mostly covering her apricot pelt with the smoky black and white ruffled stockings, followed by the other leg. Her hips swayed to the rhythm as she stepped the rest of the way through the curtain and sauntered down the narrow glassy surface of the freshly polished stage. Soft light occasionally dotted with fluorescent hues fell over the stage like a gentle colourful rainfall. <br><br>The vixen wrapped her arms around the silver pole and slowly pulled her chest into it, causing the frosty tips of her pink nipples to peek over her bustier. Ellie brought one leg around the pole and swung herself low before returning to an upright position. She spun again and ran a hand through her long waves, displaced by her ears which glittered with small silver studded piercings. She moved with a slow kind of grace as the song continued, climbing the pole or twirling around it as she went through her routine of scripted water-like body movements that showed off her lean muscled grave.<br><br>Ellie left the pole and got down on all fours. She crawled towards the edge of the stage and slid onto her stomach, then rolled over on her back with her legs still tucked under her. The dancer's torso slid off the end of the stage and her back arched as she outstretched her hands toward Terry. As the song was coming to a close, Ellie's athletic thighs pulled her back to an upright position on the edge of the stage so that her back was facing Terry. She sat there with her tail wrapped around her and gave the Arctic fox a seductive glance over her shoulder when the music ended.<br><br>It wasn't the visceral grinding and lashing of the other girls who stomped to a different beat in order to placate the guys whose mouths were practically agape and panting the whole time. She had more... refined company to entertain, so her dance was more sensual than carnal. Hopefully that could pique his interest. If he liked her and wanted to see her dance more, the eyes and ears discreetly watching them would signal Jasper to start up the playlist so Ellie could keep going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2016, 03:07:40</strong>
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				Terry sat patiently as the song began.&nbsp; Prior to that he had drank a portion of his whiskey and had actually taken the time to fish a cigarette out of his rather expensive jacket.&nbsp; He lit it with a silver Zippo.&nbsp; The cloud of smoke loomed over him as the dancer finally took to the stage.&nbsp; He was eager to see what this club had offered to him and his rather thick wallet.&nbsp; His ears remained perked and alert, that thick snowy tail thumping lightly against<br><br>He wasn't disappointed.&nbsp; It had been clear through the months that his preferences were trending towards his own species, and when he saw a red fox appear on stage he was immediately intrigued.&nbsp; His stance moved from casual and laid back to forward leaning, his paws moving as well to rest his weight on his elbows.&nbsp; He then took another drink from his glass as his emerald eyes locked onto this nights entertainment.<br><br>This creature that appeared before him was practically the image of what his lonely night fantasies were.&nbsp; A female fox, lean, sensual, attractive.&nbsp; Already he could feel the blood flowing to the appropriate places when confronted by such loveliness.&nbsp; Her garb and appearance was undeniably appealing.&nbsp; He would have to remember to thank the owner of this establishment - thinking they had employed her just for him. <br><br>He continued to nurse his drink as the dance began.&nbsp; Once it reached a near empty state it was replaced with great haste as if someone were watching specifically to keep that glass full.&nbsp; This time, as opposed to when he first sat down, his attention didn't deviate from the female on stage.&nbsp; The doe, somewhat disappointed in an desire for tips, now went without a slap on the rump. <br><br>As the dance continued, his attention never wavered.&nbsp; He soaked in every movement, every subtle glimpse.&nbsp; He yearned for more and he knew that she knew.&nbsp; He was hooked.&nbsp; His stance relayed the oppose of his stoic, statuesque guards.&nbsp; That snowy tail practically wagged as his muzzle presented a broad smile.&nbsp; Once the music had wrapped up and that introduction dance came to a conclusion he leaned back once more, that drink being nursed as his armed reached casually into his inner jacket pocket to pull out his wallet.&nbsp; He flipped through the number of bills there and pulled out a rather neat and crisp 100 dollar bill and placed it on the edge of the circular table.<br><br>His snowy white muzzle tilted to the DJ.&nbsp; He nodded to indicate the continuation.&nbsp; "A bit more upbeat this time." he requested, the rest of the buzz of the club fading into the background - well constructed seating to thank for that.&nbsp; A padded foot paw pushed the circular table out a bit, leaving a gap between the him and the table's edge.&nbsp; His stance relaxed as the cigarette burned forgotten on that glass ashtray.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sweetheart," he addressed his beautiful gift.&nbsp; "I would love to watch you dance all night long, but if you end up here." an ear ticked towards the the open space he just created before taking another long draw of his glass.&nbsp; A paw moved to pat his lap - not that more indication was needed.&nbsp; "I will be impressed and thankful." he offered a wink.&nbsp; "But don't make it too obvious, I like to be teased" he added with a muzzle full of pearly teeth that culminated in a grin. <br><br>Despite the fact the they existed in a den of obvious sin, he attempted to keep it classy (in his mind).&nbsp; After all, the game and the chase was just as interesting as him throwing around wads of cash for his own gratification.&nbsp; After all, he could pay anyone to fuck him, but the hunt was part of the fun.&nbsp; One of his free paws reached for the cigarette that had been abandoned in one of the glass ashtrays, taking another drag and exhaling to almost accentual the end of his statement before putting it back. <br><br>"Now go" he finished up, gesturing for the DJ to begin anew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>12-05-2016, 03:24:28</strong>
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				When the song came to a close Ellie swivelled around on her legs in order to face the Arctic fox across from her. He looked pretty damn elated in his seat, with his attention not even remotely drawn to the scantily clad demure doe who was refilling his drink and taking care of his guys. Ellie was also pleased - with herself. Like a fish taking the bait, this fox was practically begging to lap her up, and given his attitude and choice of company, she was sure he had connections that would interest her. The undercover ZPD detective stood up at the end of the stage when her client nodded for his playlist to start, as she hooked his interest.<br><br>He wanted to be teased? Then that's what Ellie would give him.<br><br>"If you say so, darling," she purred in response to his subtle request. She wasn't going to fall into his lap, they both knew that. But she could make him wish she was at arms reach much sooner.<br><br>She started to sway her athletic hips and turned around so her back faced the Arctic fox. The sway increased and he would get a generous look at her backside clad in a thin pair of tie-on panties. His personal playlist was more upbeat than her signature song but it was just as easy to dance to. As she moved her tail snaked up her thigh and gently grazed her inner thigh as she strode back to the centre stage - a taste of what he might want. The soft pads of her feet didn't make a sound as her paws clasped the pole and she paused, legs in a stance, as her dark tipped tail flicked once.<br><br>She pulled herself up and her lean powerful thighs would guide her body, causing her to twirl around the pole which was nestled between her legs. Ellie's leapt up and her back arched toward the floor. The smooth plane of her core went taut as she supported the tortuously sensual and slow descent round and round the pole. Before she reached the bottom, her hands shot out and she pulled her legs out from under her so that she landed upright. Several minutes passed as she did her manoeuvres with the pole but the little smirk that tugged on her maw and the seductive look of her half-closed eyes never left her face.<br><br>Then the saucy dance moved immediately into a strip tease. Or as close as the white fox could get to it for the money he put down. Ellie's hands started by her hair, running her dark nails through the luscious silvery blonde waves. Her finger traced down her neck and breasts, pushed up by her bodice, and carved an invisible path down her light coloured pelt which shimmered with a hint of glitter and no doubt sent the sweet musky scent of her perfume into the air. The vixen approached the end of the stage as she continued to move rhythmically while she touched her body and hardly broke eye contact with her customer.<br><br>When she reached the end of the stage her long lean leg kicked out and spanned the gap to the table, which her client had kicked away from him and closer to the stage in earnest earlier. The table didn't teeter under her weight and erratic movements. It seemed to become more balanced under Ellie's ministrations instead. By now the faint orange hued vixen was staring down at the Arctic in his finely tailored suit; definitely a man with money and connections.<br><br>He would have a clear view of her body up her shapely legs, the juicy spot at the cleft of her thighs (which she was sure at least his guards were thinking of), and her nipples that just barely peeked out from the top of the supportive corset. Suddenly as the music took a faster turn, practically mimicking her heartbeat at this point, Ellie's paws slid down her torso towards her groin. As her paws moved down she also fell onto her knees in front of her client. When her hands were level with her hips she slid her thumbs into the space between the small bow ties that held her panties up, and her warm short fur, tugging down ever so slightly. A tease.<br><br>With a wink, the dancer lowered onto her hands and knees. She reached for a partially empty drink left on the table that the doe had yet to collect and brought it up to her lips fro a taste. Ellie sipped it, keeping her bright eyes trained on the white fox as she tasted his drink coyly and offered him a playful smirk.<br><br>Placing it back down, the vixen crawled to the table edge and leaned forward so that her face came close to his. "Do all the girls end up in your lap?" she quietly murmured.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>12-05-2016, 16:28:40</strong>
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				This snowy triangular ears remained perked as his attention was captured.&nbsp; Though Terry had certainly been around the block when it came to establishments like this, seeing a wide range of species in a wide range of dances, this one was keeping his interest and focus.&nbsp; It was a refreshing change of pace from the downtrodden who would do anything for a fresh bill, too eager to get to the payout and entirely unaware that the chase just as exciting as the finish.<br><br>Those keen, vividly green eyes watched her form soaking in each curve.&nbsp; As the vixen turned he was presented with a perfect view of her shapely rear just below that thick bushy tail.&nbsp; The outfit she had revealed enough, but hid the parts that the wanted to see.&nbsp; Admittedly, and pervertedly, he imagined himself running his tongue along the curves of her rump.&nbsp; Another sip of his whiskey to cause his buzz to continue.&nbsp; This was likely going to be an enjoyable night.<br><br>A brow arched as she took to the pole, athletically mastering it as few were capable.&nbsp; Thick and strong thighs like that had their own appeal as a little smirk appeared on his face, his body lounged back as he absorbed the performance.&nbsp; No hooting or hollering, no ridiculous clapping.&nbsp; Though the guards behind him were likely struggling with their own increased arousal Terry paid them well simply stand there and do very little.<br><br>She was definitely playing the game.&nbsp; Her ability to toy with him caused his tail to continue to thump on the leather seat next to him, the white brush resting at his side, curved to line up with his leg.&nbsp; He had taken to his glass a little slower as the any thought of smoking vanished as she kept him enraptured by her performance.&nbsp; <br><br>As the dance descended into more sensual movements, Terry straightened and shifted a bit.&nbsp; As he was essentially on display as much as she was thanks to that table being kicked out.&nbsp; He adjusted himself as his arousal grew.&nbsp; He tried to make it seem like a natural movement, but in the end it was impossible.&nbsp; Not that he was embarrassed, after all, that was the point of this place.&nbsp; Her movements, the way she touched herself, and the eye contact were driving him wild - though he hide it well.&nbsp; She made him feel like this dance was personally for him, as if she was intentionally trying to seduce just him.&nbsp; In the back of his mind he knew this was some routine she had practiced over and over, but for now he allowed himself to be manipulated by her performance.&nbsp; He liked the feeling.<br><br>"Sweetheart, you know what you're doing" he stated simply as she gracefully took to the table and ended up practically looming over him.&nbsp; His eyes broke for a moment, following her paws down to the sides of her panties, a strong sudden desire to see what was concealed beneath.&nbsp; Now that she was closer he could catch her scent, his nose twitching ever so slightly as that musk - though artificial - danced along those keen receptors.&nbsp; Finely crafted to invoke this exact response from males.&nbsp; <br><br>As she positioned herself he took another sip of his drink as she helped herself to his abandoned glass.&nbsp; He noticed she didn't go for the bill, but that was hardly important as she would get paid after all - handsomely at that.&nbsp; As she leaned forward, her muzzle creeping towards his, he leaned forward a bit to close that distance as well, he could play that game too.<br><br>"All of the girls end up in my lap, beautiful.&nbsp; I pay them to." he stated in a soft tone, as if they were sharing a secret.&nbsp; "The ones I like end up in my bed." he added with a coy little smirk and a punctuating wink.<br><br>He had been a patron of seedy establishments for a long time and even though he had money, he didn't reach out for her.&nbsp; That was against the rules and no matter how much he wanted to, not matter how tantalizing she was, he wasn't going to make the first move.&nbsp; His body was still fairly casual, his arms open, propped up on the edge of the seat, that glass of whiskey held loosely in one paw.&nbsp; <br><br>Though he wanted to ask her which one she would be, he didn't.&nbsp; This game was entertaining to him and regardless of the hardness lurking below his hand-crafted trousers, he wanted the game to continue and he wanted her to work for her money.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>13-05-2016, 03:10:12</strong>
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				Ellie titled her head ever so slightly to the side as the Arctic fox quietly responded to her. Her ears perked forward and her hand came up to gently run a finger beneath his jaw, then she started to pull away. None of her movements were overly quick as she wanted to draw everything out to tease him, just like he requested. From the way she hovered over the table right in front of him she had a rather obvious view of his groin. The strained length that grew an outline in his finely tailored, personalized suit pants was certainly impressive - she would give him that. His laid back attitude was smooth as silk and borne of an animal who was used to getting what he wanted.<br><br>"Then we'll have to see if you're charming enough to get what you want," the dancer retorted softly. A challenge perhaps?<br><br>Sitting back on her knees, Ellie picked up his abandoned glass and finished off the last sip. She licked her lips then extended her arm to the side without even looking at the doe nearby who had other patrons to see to. She marched her little white tailed rear over to Ellie and took the glass away, though she did have a slight quirk on her maw to indicate she wasn't pleased about being bossed around if there wasn't any money in it. Or some positive attention.<br><br>However, the vixen didn't even look at her. She was playing a role and no matter how strange it was to do and say things a detective such as herself wouldn't, that was the point of being in deep.<br><br>She got back up and continued to dance on her knees, rolling her hips and running her paws through her short glossy coat as the beat of the music pulsated in their ears. Ellie played the same game. Touching herself needfully, squeezing her pert breast and parting her lips in the faintest hint of a silent moan. Ellie bat her thick lashes as her hands came behind the bodice and the soft click of the hook and eye clasps being undone meant it was time to get down to business. The vixen slid the bodice off her torso and cast it aside but as she did so, her bushy tail swished in front of her chest to further bar the Arctic fox's view.<br><br>When she tossed the top of her lingerie off the table, Ellie swung her legs around as well and climbed down in one single movement. She sauntered towards Terry and lowered her tail to reveal the pert peach hued breasts and small attentive nipples that teased his view the whole time. Until now.<br><br>Ellie was fortunate enough - in her mind at least - that her undercover job consisted mostly of dancing. None of the bouncers or managers let anyone touch their girls unless the money was outrageous. However, everything about the way the white fox presented himself boldly hinted that he was one of those few exceptions... and she didn't really mind. Information was information, and it would bring her one step closer to what she needed.<br><br>The vixen stopped a few feet in front of Terry and leaned forward. Her hands planted on his spread knees as she rest her knee between his. The movement made her back arch and pressed her breasts out, as well as her shapely round ass. Her mischievous tail flicked back and forth as she honed in on the male fox.<br><br>"What do you think so far? Do you like me?" Ellie inquired with a grin that revealed her pearly white teeth. She made a point of not crawling into his lap all the way however and maintaining her own space. It was a battle of will after all. Who would give in first?
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>13-05-2016, 15:52:54</strong>
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				As she reached forward to touch his chin he smiled earnestly, but didn't reach back in response.&nbsp; He knew that hardly qualified as an open invitation and he would play the role of the gentlemen in this torrid arrangement.&nbsp; As they were in such close proximity, he couldn't help but catch the movement of her eyes, realizing that she likely looked down at his groin - or he thought that's what he saw.&nbsp; Thankfully there was no comment on it one way or the other.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she pulled away he moved an arm to pull his glass to his muzzle to draining a rather large amount of the whiskey before returning his arms to the edge of the seat.&nbsp; In response to her comment on charm he blew her a kiss, but said little more.&nbsp; <br><br>The timing lined up when she gestured for the waitress to come over as he was ready for a refill too, which was recognized as he finished off the rest of his glass, leaving his paws empty.&nbsp; He didn't realize that the doe wasn't pleased as she wasn't really in his attention anyways.&nbsp; As long as the drinks kept coming, he wouldn't have a reason to complain.&nbsp; <br><br>Once the vixens paws started to rub and touch over her body he relaxed back as the show continued.&nbsp; His legs spreading a bit, allowing some room to air out - or at least that's what the males on the trains claimed - but mostly to get comfortable given his situation.&nbsp; His eyes took in her form, a mix of someone admiring art and a predator stalking prey&nbsp; (at least those from the past).&nbsp; With each touch he could feel that eagerness creeping slowly into the back of his mind.&nbsp; But, through some extreme act of will, he was able to remain cool and collected.&nbsp; Those ear remained perked, interested to hear any moans - real or acted - come from that slender muzzle of hers.&nbsp; Sounds were just as arousing as visuals.<br><br>His guards looming behind him with their fixated gazes and rather board grins when that bodice came off - a perk of the job.&nbsp; Terry's coy smile returned as she hide those soft furred mounds with her fluffy brush.&nbsp; "Tease" he chided.&nbsp; But as she approached the thick tail fell away and he was able to get a glimpse, finally, of the soft mounts, this perk pink nipples.&nbsp; <br><br>Once her knees pressed against the couch between his, her presence every so close to his, he finally received his drink, but was in no place to consume it.&nbsp; The doe just left it on the table as there wasn't really much room to deliver it personally.&nbsp; Plus, Terry didn't even look at her.&nbsp; He was took fixated on the beautiful vixen before him.&nbsp; He absorbed the view, so close now, he could wrap his arms around her.&nbsp; Instead, he leaned forward, his muzzle moving between this curves and her neck and in inhaled slowly, taking in her real scent combined with that enhancing musk.&nbsp; It was intoxicating.&nbsp; "You are intoxicating" he stated, vocalizing his own thoughts.&nbsp; <br><br>A paw boldly moved, reaching a bit low to test the waters.&nbsp; He took one of the straps of cloth that was tied up to hold those panties on an toyed with it.&nbsp; The binding didn't pull apart, at best it might have loosened a touch.&nbsp; "I think I want to see a lot more of you." he grinned casually, his voice still low as if they were sharing a moment.&nbsp; "Before I can determine if I like you."&nbsp; His willpower remained.&nbsp; No panting tongue for her, not yet.&nbsp; He had been around the block and she was good, probably in the top 5 of exotic dancers.&nbsp; But he wasn't some young kit here for the first time.<br><br>Out of the corner of his eye he happened to notice that drink.&nbsp; An snowy ear ticked in that direction.&nbsp; "How about you hand me my drink, beautiful." he stated.&nbsp; "We can share, I don't mind."
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 18:01:51</strong>
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				Ellie felt an odd but welcome sensation of closeness as the Arctic fox took advantage of her close proximity. She put herself there in the first place and she wasn't the kind of woman to do that unless she wanted to get something out of it, so her client's movements didn't shock her. In fact, she kind of liked it. The attention she was receiving was very different from the usual chorus of panting and jeering in the main part of the club where guys would go to eyeball any piece of tail with a pulse that swayed in their general direction. This fox, however, was different. He had a taste for something peculiar, and despite the lofty gang affiliations she suspected he had, he did ooze with class.<br><br>As his muzzle brushed the crook of her neck and she felt his warm breath wash over her, it sent a small shudder down her spine that she hoped he wouldn't really notice. When she pulled back as their strange embrace naturally dictated, Ellie flicked her reams of platinum hair back and smirked at the male fox as she looked him in the eyes. Like some kind of entrancing drug had washed over him, the inhale of her perfume and natural musk must be doing a number on the guy. That half lidded yet eager expression was rare to come by - or to fake.<br><br>"Thank you. You aren't so bad yourself," she murmured in response. Ellie was enjoying herself, really.<br><br>When his paw moved south to the ribbon-like ties on the side of her panties, she didn't move an inch. She didn't pull away and demand more money, nor did she seem worried about what was likely on his mind. Her bright green gaze flicked toward the table where his drink was when he spoke and a small grin crawled over her lips. Ellie acquiesced and slipped back a few steps so she was no longer between his legs. Sauntering slowly, the vixen took her time getting her client's drink and ensuring he had a nice view of her round backside. She was pert back and front, which he would certainly notice as she lifted her tail, curling the end to arch over her lower back. It quickly brushed back down again as she got his drink and swivelled around, handing it to him.<br><br>She placed herself back in front of him, seeing his lean muscled athletic form through his crisp white shirt. He looked all the more enticing in the relaxed pose against the semi-circular booth where everything was easy to see. Ellie took her time to admire his form very obviously before extending her hand to him so he could take the drink. <br><br>"Mm, that's sweet of you. Maybe I will have a taste," the vixen agreed. From the inflection in her tone, she wasn't talking about his drink. Her shapely thighs brushed against his leg as she straddled him. The warmth of her body was easily felt against his tailored trousers, which made quite the sensual sound sound as satin brushed wool.<br><br>"How about a little desert before dinner,?" Ellie suggested. Her free paw moved over to his and brought it back to the tie on the side of her panties so that he could move at the pace he wanted. If he wanted her to be naked except for her high stockings, that was no bother to her. Odin told her that he was a top of the line client and to give him everything he wanted - and the more she gave, the more he would return the favour with information if she played her cards right. However, how far they went in that moment, in that little nook of the club, was up to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 18:37:05</strong>
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				She was playing all the right cards.&nbsp; Each movement, though likely practiced, was driving him wild under that cool demeanor.&nbsp; Even her little compliment got him excited.&nbsp; Sure, if the money was right, she would likely do anything for anyone, but the way she moved and acted made him feel special.&nbsp; It made him feel that he was different from the masses that drooled at her feet on any given day.<br><br>He felt a small moment of regret as she pulled away, but the view he received was worth it.&nbsp; That shapely rear, how he wanted to reach out and touch it, squeeze it.&nbsp; Yet continued restraint remained and his imagination placated him for the time being.&nbsp; Thankfully her departure wasn't long and she returned with his drink.<br><br>As he was offered the glass he took it, his paw casually and tactfully brushing against her soft furred digits before retreating.&nbsp; He pulled the glass to his muzzle and sipped it lightly before returning his arm to the edge of the couch.&nbsp; That feeling of seclusion was nice, the barrier resting behind him, blocking them off from the rest of the world save for the heads of his large guards, mostly enraptured by now.&nbsp; <br><br>When she stopped to obviously admire him, he grinned up at her with coy, cocky smile.&nbsp; It was harder and harder to tell if it was an act or genuine attraction.&nbsp; He had always preferred his own species so he naturally assumed she did as well.&nbsp; His snowy brush swayed contently next to him as he didn't bother to hide his arousal from her view.<br><br>A soft intake of breath escaped him, not normal for his collected attitude, as she straddled him.&nbsp; The feeling of her thighs against his trousers made him regret their presence.&nbsp; But after all, this was all part of the dance.&nbsp; Her proximity was tantalizing, he wanted to wrap his arms around her, but instead he let her make the move inwards.&nbsp; <br><br>"I do like desert." he mirrored back at her, it was a little corny, but he hardly cared.&nbsp; After all, she was right where he wanted, seated nicely on his lap.&nbsp; Her warmth radiated from her, begging for him to reach out an touch.&nbsp; And then, she confirmed it as she brought his paw into the game.<br><br>He reached a bit to put his glass down on the couch.&nbsp; It was on another cushion so the likelihood of it spilling was low.&nbsp; If she allowed him to us one paw, why not both?&nbsp; However, instead of going right for the prize his paws very lightly touched her hips, just above the ties.&nbsp; First he tested the waters, then he added a bit more pressure as his blunt claws pushed against the flesh hidden beyond her soft fur.&nbsp; His fingers then fanned out and he began reaching around her.&nbsp; Those pads on his fingers glided through her coat before coming to the small of her back.&nbsp; <br><br>Once there he pulled her closer, not that there was much of a gap between them.&nbsp; But his goal was two fold.&nbsp; First and foremost he wanted to press that nice heat of hers right against his obvious arousal.&nbsp; He wanted to feel the intensity of their bodies pressing together as her chest would end up pressing against him as well.&nbsp; However, the second goal was to bring her muzzle close to his.&nbsp; The act was slow, as was the rest of their game, and generally organic.<br><br>Their muzzles and black noses were now practically touching, maybe an inch between them, his eyes remained locked to hers as his paws pressed into the fur just above her tail.&nbsp; "But what is for dinner?" he asked softly.&nbsp; The urge to simple close the last of the gap and kiss her was overpowering.&nbsp; Obviously her scent and the nature of their encounter was fueling that lust and frankly, he liked it.&nbsp; He wondered if she had those same creeping feelings or if the was just an act for her.<br><br>"Turn around boys" he stated a bit louder so they could hear him over the music.&nbsp; "I don't pay you to be entertained."&nbsp; With grunts of dismay they complied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 19:48:56</strong>
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				Most of the men who came to the bar were older, a little out of shape. Some of them were actually rather nice on the eyes but that was often coupled with some kind of strange fixation or a personality that could clear a room in two seconds flat. The inebriated rich boys, the lonesome businessmen - they all flocked to the Brazen Bull for one of two things: to feel appreciated, or to feel empowered. And Ellie was starting to wonder which of those two things the fox was after regarding her. <br><br>She already knew she had him hooked but she needed to do more than that... admittedly it wasn't hard to act the part when she was genuinely curious and a bit aroused by her client. He <em>was</em> different. Normally Ellie only danced and on occasion offered a little strip tease to her clients. None of them ever had the money or suggested something more intimately involved. Yet with him, the undercover detective thought it would be both necessary and enjoyable.<br><br>Ellie cooed in agreement when she felt his pristine white paws touch her hips as opposed to going directly for the ties on her panties. That showed some restraint, it was commendable how much he liked to draw this out. Between them she felt a palpable growing lust that thickened the air and made her feel warmer, and not just where their legs touched or where his paw rest on her hips. Her tail curled slightly at the tip as the white fox ran his padded fingers more thoroughly through her peachy fur, touching the hint of heated flesh beneath. Now she was really enjoyed herself. Often it was a toss up when a dancer let their client have a bit of wiggle room, although this wasn't turning out badly at all.<br><br>With hardly any coaxing at all, the vixen eased into his body and their curves fit together quite well. She didn't need a gentle nudge from his paw to guide her against him either - she was more than willing to lean in and inhale him. Her paws came up to his shoulders and one rest there casually while the other gingerly touched the soft smooth fabric of his expensive suit. He was definitely high up in the gang if he could afford something like this, Ellie thought off handedly.<br><br>Then her attention returned to that piercing gaze and his white muzzle that came towards her before Ellie could realize it. Her dusky nose lined up with his and her bright teal eyes twitched ever so slightly as she searched his face to figure out what he was going to do next before he did it. <br><br>"Why don't you find out?" Ellie replied, affirming her words by reaching back and placing her paw over his while her fingers weaved between his. She chuckled softly as he called out to his guards to look away and give them a respectful berth. When the imposing bears averted their heads, with a bit of effort, Ellie moved her muzzle close enough that their noses finally touched.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 20:32:52</strong>
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				Out of all the seedy and disreputable places in Zooptopia this was rapidly becoming Terry's favorite.&nbsp; It was one thing to get his rocks off, get a little wound up, or generally leer at women, but this was different.&nbsp; This feeling of intimacy, fake or otherwise, was practically addictive.&nbsp; He felt himself craving more and more with each new step that they took.&nbsp; It was like a journey and the fact that she played along was fueling that flame. <br><br>The feelings of her warm body resting on his lap was comforting as it was arousing.&nbsp; He could feel that hardness pressing just a little uncomfortably against his hidden boxers.&nbsp; Silk was originally thought to be wise at the time, he was regretting it a bit now.&nbsp; No grinding though, as perverted as that sounded, he didn't want to push things too far regardless of her invitations.&nbsp; After all, it would be messy for him to lose himself to early in the game and in those expensive boxers.<br><br>As her paws came up to touch his shoulders he almost expected her to go for the bait, but instead she just pushed it a little more as her nose pressed against his.&nbsp; It actually pulled out a soft chuckle from him, barely heard over the beat of the music.&nbsp; As her paw wrapped in his digits and she urged him to go on, he happily complied.<br><br>The paw intertwined with hers pushed lower, his fingers dipping a bit so he could actually push under the elasticity of the panties to sneak his paw beneath.&nbsp; Lower and lower he pushed, with her guiding and potentially restraining paw until her was able to reach around the curve of her rump.&nbsp; He gave it a firm squeeze.&nbsp; His other paw - unguided - curved it's way back around to her hips where his his snowy fingers undid that tie with surprising deftness, especially considering he couldn't see it.&nbsp; But then again, it was unlikely she wanted to keep those knots difficult to undo.<br><br>With the string pulled the fabric loosened, only bound by the one side.&nbsp; His paw at gripping cheek of her rear actually lifted her up slightly, the his gaze and muzzle following as she was adjusted.&nbsp; His free paw them pulled on the fabric from behind, the bounds undoing naturally as he urged the garment off of her.&nbsp; Once she was liberated from those cloths he tossed them aside as his free paw joined his held one on the opposite cheek as his caressed over the soft peachy fur.&nbsp; He had been wanting to do this for some time and his content tail was uncontrollably brushing against hers left as it swayed.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she resettled on his lap he could feel that heat even stronger now, not that the fabric was holding much back.&nbsp; "Tell me, my dear." he asked in that soft voice.&nbsp; "What is your name?" came a rather normal question in this den of sin.&nbsp; He was curious, but in truth he would ask for her again if given the chance.&nbsp; As he asked his caressing paws moved a bit lower, curving around her rump and exploring the area.&nbsp; However, his free paw strayed a bit, curving back over her hip caressing over her outer thigh before returning, his blunt claws rolling over her flesh in a gentle yet teasing fashion.&nbsp; On the way back the paw combed over the fur on her upper thigh and rather boldly brushed a few digits over her inner thigh, not that there was a tremendous amount of room to work with as their bodies were pressed together.&nbsp; <br><br>When it returned her continued to caress over her rump, sneaking up to rub gently around the base of her vibrant bushy tail.&nbsp; His ears remained perked, every alert for any sounds of enjoyment or protest she might make.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>29-05-2016, 20:37:38</strong>
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				Ellie really wasn't usually the kind of woman who would draw out a tease this much, even for a client while in an undercover operation. She liked fast and efficient results. Sure, sometimes it took a few months or more to get what she needed - but this? This whole scenario with the well dressed fox made her feel less like business and more like pleasure. She was actually having fun thanks to the lack of panting, gaping maws that usually turned up at her and were often connected to nothing more than petty crime. No lead on her sister. Nothing on the very secretive crime lord.<br><br>This, however, felt like a worthwhile use of her time. <br><br>A soft audible murmur of pleasure escaped Ellie's lips as she felt the Arctic fox's paws deftly sneak beneath her panties and hold her shapely, toned backside. Getting this close and personal with customers wasn't common. Normally they were already keeled over just from her dance earlier. This one was younger and probably had a lot of experience with getting a nice eyeful of a beautiful vixen, and he was determined to pace himself much to Ellie's mixed contentment and impatience.<br><br>Soon enough the peachy furred vixen was happily freed from the restraints of her underwear. The decorative expensive lingerie quickly fell away from her hips on one side and then, tentatively, her client tugged just enough to release the already loose other side. Ellie was quite glad she was sitting in his lap when he decided to do it rather than standing up in front of him. Some things she experienced while in cover still made her a little skittish. Yet in the paws of this handsome, classy fox it looked like Ellie was coming out of her shell as she took the opportunity to lounge in his lap, nude except for the thigh high stockings that still adorned her long athletic legs. <br><br>She thoroughly enjoyed sitting in his lap as he touched her. He took his time caressing her body, sneaking in a few more determined squeezes near her thighs and the base of her tail. All the while Ellie seemed more than glad as their bodies were nearly pressed together like a puzzle piece, with only the sounds of soft panting and groans of approval for how his large paws masterfully went from massaging her to the most delicate of touches. She hissed inwardly and closed her eyes for a second as his paws brushed her inner thigh.<br><br>For all his ministrations though, the vixen still hadn't answered his question. In less than a minute however, Ellie slid back from his lap. She stood up with confidence and decided to continue their game of teasing. She wasn't going to give in that easily just because she was practically out of clothes. <br><br>"Hmm, you've got me at a disadvantage here," Ellie cooed in response, deflecting his question about her name initially. Girls like her ought to be wary naturally no matter how much money a man exuded. He probably was used to that, too. As Ellie stood she readjusted her position by placing both knees at his hips and straddling above his lap. Carefully she sat down again, dragging her fingers lightly over his shoulders and down his chest to feel the muscle and pristine fur beneath. Her completely bare sex and backside hovered just over his lap and came down to the spot where his hardness was peaked against the crease of his tailored pants. With a satisfied sound, she reached out and grabbed his tie and gave it a little tug to guide his face to hers.<br><br>"My name is Ellie, and yours?" she asked innocently and perked her ears forward. The girls weren't supposed to ask questions or talk unless their client wanted them to. They liked aliases and nicknames, or they didn't give a name at all most of the time. Although she gave him credit for actually wanting to talk to her instead of grunting and manhandling her as others might. Odin told her to play it safe with the fox - who probably had connections for the Brazen Bull's manager - but she couldn't help herself. It was a dangerous game to play with the fox yet he didn't seem like a violent guy with a temper. <br><br>"What's a well dressed guy like you doing here? There are better establishments around. And I'm sure someone like you doesn't need to go anywhere to get his fill of attention," Ellie observed. Her brow was raised and it was clear by her posture and tone that she was complimented him, if goading him on a little in the process. The vixen let her client's tie go slack and she leaned forward so that her breasts grazed his upper arm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>30-05-2016, 03:46:56</strong>
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				Terry smirked inwardly as his companion was finally left nude - for the most part - now resting on his lap.&nbsp; As she pulled away he couldn't help but look downward.&nbsp; His emerald gaze soaked in her form as it was presented.&nbsp; The furred cleft her her groin now exposed, the panties discarded.&nbsp; He wished for a glimpse, that perverted glance at her pink nether lips, perhaps some raunchy display of her spreading them for his own personal amusement.&nbsp; But alas, it didn't game.&nbsp; He probably would have been disappointed had something like that occurred.&nbsp; It was too overt.<br><br>But damn she looked sexy, those soft mounds, her slender curves and those thigh high stockings.&nbsp; In fact, he really wanted her to keep them on.&nbsp; Eventually she re-straddled his lap and he felt that heat hovering just above his hidden arousal.&nbsp; As she settled it became more intense and he didn't even care about any - damage - to his trousers.&nbsp; His paws returned to her hips as she settled once more, not doing much beyond holding her.&nbsp; <br><br>"A disadvantage?" he inquired as she made the comment, that coy little smirk mingling on his muzzle.&nbsp; "Well, my dear, I wouldn't stop you if you evened the playing field." In truth they were somewhat hidden from the world and he was curious if she would take his words to heart.&nbsp; <br><br>As she tugged him closer he could feel her body next to his, those soft mounds as they caressed his arm. "Ellie" he repeated.&nbsp; "A lovely name.&nbsp; I'm..." he paused for a moment as he seemed entranced.&nbsp; "I'm Terry" he decided to forgo the alias, not that she would know, he hardly expected her to even have his name or if that would mean anything to a high class stripper.<br><br>The snowy fox opened his maw to respond to her when a vibration came from his chest.&nbsp; With a soft growl he reached a paw from her hips and reached in to pull out his smart phone.&nbsp; There was a picture of a rather dimwitted brown hedgehog on the front with the labeling of simple 'E'.&nbsp; With a snort he hit the ignore button and tossed it on the cushion next to his mostly ignored drink.&nbsp; <br><br>As his paw was freed from her hip for the moment he actually rather bold reached forward to touch her side, higher now, his paw just to the side of her exposed breast.&nbsp; "Why come here?" he asked, offering a soft laugh as his paw curved around to even more boldly take along of that soft mound.&nbsp; If she didn't protest he would squeeze it firmly between his digits and his thumb.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, I heard there was an irresistible vixen here." he gave her a little wink.&nbsp; "And I wanted to see if all the hype was true.&nbsp; Then, if I did find her irresistible, I was going to ask if she wanted to come back to my place." he finished with that sly and knowing grin.&nbsp; <br><br>"Have you seen her around?" he teased.&nbsp; She could easily tell that she was the reason why there was that thick hardness under those pants, that hardness she was resting upon.&nbsp; It was for her.&nbsp; But after all, this was just a game to him.&nbsp; His other paw crept back around to her back side, taking one of those cheeks in his paw once again to squeeze firmly before pulling her against him, grinding her against that concealed hard flesh.&nbsp; He looked almost smug.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>30-05-2016, 22:59:08</strong>
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				When her client seemed so nonchalant, even welcoming, in regards to her little comment about evening the playing field, Ellie was more than happy to oblige. With a mischievous little smirk tugging the corner of her maw as she did so, of course. <br><br>"Mm, well then... Don't mind if I do," she crooned with a playful grin. <br><br>Her head cocked slightly and sent her wavy platinum hair falling across her shoulder to tickle her client's torso. As their conversation and heated embrace continued, the Arctic fox would easily be able to feel the vixen's digits around his tie. She inched up the silk and reached the knot which she was able to deftly loosen with both hands as discreetly as possible to not interrupt their closeness. Then with one hand she slowly pulled the tie down through his collar and tossed it behind her. She doubted he was quite concerned with his expensive tie in that moment. Her paw then went to the collar of his crisp shirt and sought out the first button in her way. The dancer slowly and carefully popped it free of the buttonhole. <br><br>It gave her a nice view of the well manicured white fur at the top of his chest. From that point on though, Ellie waited for some signal to continue to the next button and onwards so that he could dictate if and when she stopped.<br><br>While doing this, like some doting girlfriend unbuttoning her lover's shirt after a long day apart, the peachy furred vixen perked her ears forward and kept up the conversation. Her voice was noticeably softer and lower, and every so often she would nudge her pink cleft against his trousers where she felt him strain and bulge, just to elicit a response. It certainty made her excited any way, and for a spit second Ellie was almost <em>happy</em> about insisting on this cover to get to the details behind her sister's disappearance. The work was quite literally pleasurable in rare instances and helped her alleviate stress. This was one of those moments.<br><br>"Oh, her? I think I saw her with a really handsome, mysterious stranger in the private booth. Shame you didn't catch her in time," Ellie murmured in response and accentuated her teasing remark with a wink. She leaned against his paw on her side, caressing part of her breast, as if to encourage him to continue. His large strong hand felt so warm. The vixen's maw moved closer to Terry's and she nipped at him gingerly. "Maybe I can help take your mind off of her?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>30-05-2016, 23:38:44</strong>
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				As the vixen perched on his lap so eagerly complied with his little challenge he was more than willing to give her the space she needed to remove the tie.&nbsp; Though it was one step in may, he was pleased to see it go, then her attention moved to the buttons of his rather crisp shirt.&nbsp; As each button came undone, more of the fur of his athletic chest became exposed.&nbsp; He didn't stop her, nor did he make any indication that he was concerned with her progress.&nbsp; In fact, he was curious how far she would take it.&nbsp; After all, boldness like this wasn't common in a normal stripper, no matter how much you paid them.&nbsp; He liked her even more.<br><br>As she progressed further she would obviously have to lean back a bit, this gave him enough room to not only view those soft furred breasts in all of their glory, but also to bring his other paw into the mix.&nbsp; Now both paws were working over the soft furred mounds, massaging in firm but slow movements.&nbsp; His digits combed and squeezed over the pelt and flesh, his fingers ending in gentle teasing motions to work those sensitive pink nubs beyond the fur.&nbsp; Though, beyond a few quick glances to make sure he wasn't being sloppy, his attention remained very clearly locked on her.&nbsp; <br><br>Despite trying to keep his cool and collected demeanor for the entirety of the night, the feeling of their bodies pressed together and the occasionally movement she did to drag herself over his hardness was having an obvious impact on him.&nbsp; Now his maw remained partially opened as he panted softly - a small chink in the armor.&nbsp; <br><br>As she nipped playfully at him he returned the gesture, a little bit of a growl escape him, though teasing to match.&nbsp; "Pity" he stated with a light laugh in response to her comment.&nbsp; Then when she offered to take his mind off of it he arched a brow.<br><br>"And tell me, sweet Ellie" he grinned as he moved his muzzle forward to rub lightly against hers before lowering it.&nbsp; One of his paws moved to lift one of her soft breasts as he dipped his muzzle, his eyes still locked onto hers.&nbsp; His maw opened as his long tongue rolled out to lick over her left nipple, that act was slow and meaningful and held the confidence of a male who knew that move wouldn't be protested.&nbsp; His ears remained pointed in her direction.&nbsp; "What would you do to me to keep my mind off of such a missed opportunity?"&nbsp; <br><br>After the comment and the rather bold lick a paw fell away from her breasts as the other reached to the small of her back once more.&nbsp; He did enjoy roaming those digits over her soft fur.&nbsp; He leaned a bit as he reached for his forgotten drink and pulled it to his muzzle to take a sip, eyeing her over the edge of glass.&nbsp; At one point in time he was sure he saw that doe peaking around the corner, shame they were in such a compromising position.&nbsp; His stance returned to the calm, nonchalant fox, leaning back against the couch, though that soft pant was still there.&nbsp; "And more importantly, what are you gong to do when you get my shirt unbuttoned?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>31-05-2016, 20:51:51</strong>
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				As Terry's paws enveloped her breasts in slow, sensual but firm massaging motions, he wasn't the only one who was starting to let his guard down. The vixen's tail wagged softly as she attempted to keep her composure under control. She mewled her pleasure quietly. Not because they should be worried about making noise or making other patrons jealous - they were in a private booth well enough away from that rabble - but because she didn't want to let go and be vulnerable. Or worse, Ellie didn't want to give off the impression that she was just some dancer who would melt under his touch, like a hundred others, at his beck and call. She was going to wrap him around her finger if it was the last thing she did.<br><br>Beyond the small movements and noises that the pale vixen started to make, she put in effort to act calm beyond those reactions. She bit her lip a little when he cooed at her and wondered out loud how she might take his mind off the situation of missing out on that 'irresistible vixen'. His ice breaker, although cheesy, was actually somewhat endearing as he seemed like Terry was trying to make an attempt to flirt with her. This sort of reaction was rare from patrons at the Brazen Bull so Ellie happily reciprocated. <br><br>She had to do whatever she could to get him hooked, after all. He was her most steady lead so far.<br><br>The vixen's thighs tightened up a bit with restrained delight as she felt his muzzle rub hers briefly. The hardening in his pants was more than noticeable at this point and the heady scent of their musk at such close range was practically making her head swim. The perfume she wore and the tactics she employed to stay professional were still present, but Ellie knew it was going to be difficult to stay in character long enough to make Terry useful for her case. How would she manage to keep the wealthy, young Arctic fox connected fox as an asset besides a game of twenty one questions whenever he stopped by for a show?<br><br>One of her paws continued to unbutton his shirt and gradually the whole of his torso was revealed to her as she straddled his lap. Her digits ran through his bright white fur, admiring Terry's athleticism and charm. She gingerly nudged the side of his jacket and opened shirt away to expose his torso as much as possible. Then, quite boldly in an attempt to break his nonchalant demeanour, her other hand snaked away to his trousers and she lifted her well rounded rear up to give herself range of movement. Her paws slowly clasped against the rock hard length of his shaft and she grinned widely enough to show off her pearly teeth.<br><br>"I think I safety have your attention on me already, wouldn't you agree?" Ellie responded huskily. "The only thing left to do is keep on going," she added with a smirk. Her paw left the warm place on his trousers where he strained against the fabric and came up to the button and zipper that held him down. Her nails grazed over the spot teasingly and she arranged her pink slit against him, this time visibly aroused. Her green eyes flicked down to his groin. <br><br>"Although if you like me that much you should buy me dinner first, babe. You came for a <em>show</em> only, remember?" Ellie jokingly suggested. As long as the money was good (and her hunch lead somewhere) she would stay in his lap all day - but there were certain things, off the books, that he would have to arrange for more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>31-05-2016, 21:23:45</strong>
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				If her goal was to wrap him around her finger she was doing a good job.&nbsp; Just her presence and even her own arousal, either fake or otherwise, was impacting him a great deal.&nbsp; As she finished unbuttoning her shirt the anticipation was getting the best of him.&nbsp; He had drained off the whiskey in his glass and had set it aside.&nbsp; After a few loud snaps of his fingers, after setting his glass aside, the doe came and swooped it up to replace it.&nbsp; Terry didn't even give her a look, but the order was placed and that was good enough for him.&nbsp; He wondered if she was jealous.<br><br>Once the glass was discarded his paws returned to her hips and curved around to her rump.&nbsp; He didn't want to interrupt her little display nor did he want to interrupt her path down his shift so he entertained himself caressing his blunt claws through the fur of her rear, parting those cheeks slightly as he groped her.&nbsp; <br><br>As her thighs tightened a bit a brow arched and that coy little smirk returned to his muzzle.&nbsp; His eyes were half lidded as that soft pant continued, this whole encounter was a little overwhelming.&nbsp; A growling almost purring noise escaped him as she ran her hands through the fur of his chest, this was well above and beyond any dance he'd ever had here.&nbsp; It was clear he made a great deal of time and effort in grooming himself as the thicker fur of his chest was soft and glossy.&nbsp; It gave away to short fur around his belly, but being an Arctic fox his pelt was typically thicker than his summer cousins.&nbsp; <br><br>Once he felt those digits around his member he gasped softly, his body jumping in a bit of surprise, another chink in that armor.&nbsp; He glanced down at her paw just and then back up at that pearly grin, one mirror one forming on his muzzle.&nbsp; The paws at her rear helped her remain lifted and his paws locked as she gripped him.&nbsp; <br><br>"You do have my attention, sweet Ellie" he whispered through a soft moan.&nbsp; As she moved her digits to toy with the button and zipper - yet still the silver buckle attached to the shiny leather belt - the doe finally returned with his drink.&nbsp; She set it on the table, but again the attention wasn't on her.&nbsp; A tick of his ear indicated he heard the drink fall, but he left it there for now.&nbsp; <br><br>His nose visibly twitched and he leaned his muzzle forward to nudge against hers once more.&nbsp; "You can't fool me, love, I can tell you're just as worked up as I am." he stated, his muzzle coming a bit closer, caressing his cheek against hers momentarily before he leaned forward, it was almost an affectionate little nuzzle.&nbsp; His maw came to her ear and he kept his voice consciously lower.&nbsp; "I have a limo waiting outside, you can come with me and we can work something out.&nbsp; But a fair warning, I might keep you a while." he added with a soft nip to her triangular ear.<br><br>After the offer he leaned back slightly so he could rest against the couch and regard her with that rather broad grin.&nbsp; He glanced at the small gap between them before returning to her eyes.&nbsp; "Of course, if this is your show" he made a little whistle noise, not really needing to add more - it was in indication he was impressed.&nbsp; He never mentioned any dollar amount, it cheapened the encounter.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>31-05-2016, 22:10:09</strong>
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				The way the Arctic fox reacted to being touched so boldly and sensually was enough to tell Ellie that she was doing a good job. Hearing it from the source boosted her ego and spurred her onward to match is charisma and keep their game afloat. When she first started this operation she didn't even like the idea of playing a dancer or call girl for more than a few weeks. It took a lot of restraint and training in her off time to nail the kind of reaction a customer wanted before she felt prepared to go at it with discreet, minimal surveillance, and to not give away her real motives by acting in a disagreeable way. For the headstrong detective that was pretty hard to do. Now, she knew how to make her clients sing.<br><br>If anything, Ellie's grin widened when Terry called her out on her arousal. He was a confident guy. She liked that. Something about him seemed even more endearing beyond the usual cover of a ZPD detective and whatever low life criminal they were chasing. In this case, however, Ellie was neck deep in the big leagues and she had to try and stay afloat or drown. So there was only one course of action for this whole scenario to play out in her favour... in more ways than one.<br><br>After Terry's proposal, which was exactly the answer she was fishing for, Ellie heard the little white tailed doe suck her teeth in disapproval. Or jealousy. Maybe both. The doe was a waitress and dancer there for a long time so she'd probably been around the block enough to think those kinds of promises were full of shit and often ended in a very bad situation for the girl. Yet Ellie didn't care. This was the right lead, she knew it, so she took that opportunity with open arms.<br><br>Her paw around Terry's shaft squeezed ever so slightly as she smiled down at him and locked their gazes, ever the tease. "Well I guess there's no hiding it, hmm?" she said as if to admit defeat. Her ears perked forward and her smile shrank a little to something less lascivious and more genuine. Intrigued. "I've wanted to take a break from this place for a little while now. A change of scenery with some great company would be much appreciated and very worth it," Ellie crooned back quietly. Her ears came forward and her muzzle brushed his affectionately. She rubbed his groin slowly a few more times before sitting up and stepping back off his lap, which would offer him a full view of her practically nude body. Without the heat between them her nipples perked up immediately.<br><br>"If you can stand to wait ten minutes I'll get ready and meet your limo out back." Her paw reached out and gently ran under Terry's chin with the curve of her nail delicately to pull his attention up to her face in case it went elsewhere. "Though you might want to cool off first," she suggested slyly as she once again looked down to the peak in his pants that she wanted very badly to explore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>31-05-2016, 22:49:31</strong>
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				Another soft grunt escaped him as she gave a final squeeze to his crotch, she was pushing all of his buttons and for a moment his ears ticked back before he caught himself.&nbsp; Normally Terry was the one manipulating.&nbsp; It's what he did and he was good at it, so being manipulated himself was frustrating as it was arousing.&nbsp; This vixen clearly knew what she was doing and that drew him more towards her than her luscious curves and perk breasts.&nbsp; Though he got his fill of those when she stepped back.<br><br>He laughed softly as she took a stand before him, seeming proud.&nbsp; His body naturally leaned back as his chest was just as on display as hers.&nbsp; The affection, false or otherwise was nice, the touch to his groin was nicer.&nbsp; But ultimately those were gone and a soft chill descended in her absence and a sudden realization how hard he was.&nbsp; And how obvious it was.&nbsp; It was getting to a slightly uncomfortable point, but patience was a virtue and he only assumed that he would be rewarded.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh my dear..." he grinned up at her.&nbsp; "It will be very worth it." he repeated her words with that not-so-subtle tone.&nbsp; As she leaned forward to caress under his chin he arched forward to absorb it.&nbsp; The glance to his crotch caused another smirk to appear on his face.&nbsp; "Sweetheart, ten minutes isn't going to be enough to cool down from you." it was a compliment, even though it sounded a bit sleazy.&nbsp; <br><br>With that he nodded and ticked an ear towards the back.&nbsp; "Go get ready...I'll meet you out back." he stated, essentially confirming the agreement.&nbsp; "I'm going to finish my drink."&nbsp; With that, he was more than happy to watch her go, those curves, that swaying tail.&nbsp; He drank it all in with a stupid grin.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she was gone his demeanor shifted radically.&nbsp; He reached to pick up his phone, he had a voicemail and a missed call.&nbsp; With a huff of disappointment he muttered to himself 'not tonight'.&nbsp; He took to his whiskey as he listened to the message and fished out some large bills to put on the table before gathering his things.&nbsp; As a dull voice droned in his ear with a mixture of panic, he reached up to bat at one of his polar bear guardians.&nbsp; Sure, he had a hard-on, he didn't make much effort to conceal it.&nbsp; "Get the car ready."&nbsp; He then drained his whiskey as he quickly smoked a cigarette as he listened to the message in it's entirety.&nbsp; There were some problems, but nothing that wasn't fixable.<br><br><em>Just stick to the plan, it's not rocket science.&nbsp; Don't fuck this up.</em>&nbsp; He texted as he finished everything up and stood.&nbsp; He paused and added.&nbsp; <em>And Don't test and drive, asshole.&nbsp; Call if you need me.</em><br><br>Once the vices were completed, the drink empty and the cigarette crushed in the ashtray, he left.<br><br>His head was swimming a bit, too much arousal - her scent still lingering on his noise - and too much booze.&nbsp; He liked it, it made him feel like he was king of the world, bursting with confidence.&nbsp; He hoped his temporary idiot delivery boy wouldn't compromise his night.&nbsp; Thankfully the limo was waiting after he made his way out the door, a few quick goodbyes.&nbsp; The bear with him opened the door and he hopped in rather quickly.&nbsp; He didn't even take time to button up his shirt, though his erection had softened somewhat.&nbsp; <br><br>"What's the plan, boss?" came the gruff voice over a speaker. <br><br>"Head around back, pick up the girl, then to my place." he stated as he fished a glass out of mini bar and started pouring another drink.&nbsp; He was celebrating after all.&nbsp; <br><br>"Roger." then the speak clicked off.<br><br>It didn't take long for them to get around to the alley that ran along the back of the club.&nbsp; The thumping noise of the bass could be heard and felt within the limo, but they eventually pulled up to the 'delivery entrance'.&nbsp; Terry leaned against the soft cushioned seat in the back of the vehicle and kept his attention on the door.&nbsp; He nursed his glass as a foot tapped and a finger drummed on the edge of the seat - the embodiment of eagerness.&nbsp; He hadn't heard anything back from his text so he was beginning to think everything had worked itself out.&nbsp; <br><br>When he saw her, hopefully soon, he would swing open the door in invitation.&nbsp; Inside it was nice, spacious, and dimly lit.&nbsp; Soft music - nothing fancy just the radio with the latest popular Gazelle song - was playing as the familiar Arctic Fox was sitting on the seat in the back.&nbsp; Plenty of room for two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>01-06-2016, 22:02:43</strong>
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				The honey that was dripping from Terry's words could probably match just how aroused she was in that moment. Every step away that she took made her stomach knot in disbelief. She had to keep herself restrained, the urge to lose herself in this identity - that was all it was, right? - was getting a bit too overwhelming when faced with two glorious prospects: a great way to relieve stress and an actual lead on the crime lord who haunted Zootopia in the shadows.<br><br>At the Arctic fox's behest Ellie nodded with a mischievous smirk and moved to collect the articles of clothing she left behind, slinging them languidly over her forearm. Then she turned around abruptly to leave. The end of her bushy peach hued tail caressed his lap and legs as she moved away, so that the black tip flicked at him to punctuate her departure. Ellie walked casually, making sure to show up how her hips swayed while she was still in his sights, before disappearing behind the curtain. There she managed to just barely catch her breath and the vixen felt a shudder crawl up her body. The heavily muscled bear Odin was standing by the door that connected to the change room and he gaze her a quizzical look. Obviously it wasn't like Ellie to look... affected. Or be mostly naked. <br><br>"He's taking me out," Ellie said quickly, barely making eye contact with Odin. She answered the obvious question that hung in the air without having to engage him in conversation. and she saw him nod out of her periphery. The manager said she had to do whatever Terry wanted, after all, so they must have trusted him if there were no follow up questions or rules. As long as Terry was satisfied then Odin, and their boss, would be satisfied too.<br><br>In the back change room, Ellie quickly lay down the bustier and panties. She peeled off the stockings and washed up, wiping away the dark eye shadow and liner. In its place she dabbed a subtle shimmery champagne to make her eyes pop a little more, and then she swiveled around in her chair to locate an outfit. Most of the clothes were shared by the girls and used for their dancing routines. Skimpy, low cut, open - very few things didn't scream exotic dancer and call girl. There were a couple diamonds in the rough for just these kinds of occasions though and Ellie went searching through the racks until she spotted a nice little black dress.<br><br>It didn't have a plunging neckline or mini skirt. In fact, from the front it was the kind of dress that made a man fantasize about what was beneath it. The entire back, however, was open and the curvature of her slender back would be the tantalizing taste of flesh her date would get an eyeful. Paired with dark pumps and a clutch, along with a beige pea coat over top, Ellie actually looked quite ready to walk into any high class establishment and not get singled out as paid company. Unlike the other girls, the detective actually knew how to throw a convincing outfit together that didn't reek of desperation.<br><br>Within the ten minutes Ellie had promised him, she was out waiting by the carpeted 'delivery entrance' and saw the limo pull up. She strode forward to the door the white furred fox opened for her and practically slid into the leather seat right beside him, disregarding how much room they had. Ellie crossed her legs at the knee and placed a paw on Terry's thigh in a comfortable rather than overtly sensual way, as if they were confidants who shared something just between them.<br><br>"So where do you want to go?" Ellie asked, that hint of mischief in her eyes as she offered him a smile. Clearly she was happy to go out or to continue her <em>show</em> somewhere more private.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>01-06-2016, 22:54:46</strong>
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				As Terry finally laid eyes upon the beautiful peach colored fox he let out a soft whistle of approval as he took a moment to soak her in.&nbsp; He rather boldly lifted an arm and placed it around her shoulders as she settled into the seat next to him and that paw move to rest on his thigh.&nbsp; That paw moved to stroke idly over the fur of her shoulder.&nbsp; He still had some residual hardness from before, but he had calmed somewhat in the few moments he had been apart from her.&nbsp; His jacket and shirt remained unbuttoned, so in reality he wasn't terribly different beyond the faint smell of smoke.&nbsp; <br><br>Once the door closed the lights dimming inside.&nbsp; That coy little smirk returned to his face as he regarded her with the same eagerness as their private booth.&nbsp; "Well done for a ten minute time frame." he stated in a rather calm voice and with an oddly genuine smile, "you look beautiful."&nbsp; His tone still rather soft regardless of their obvious privacy at the moment.&nbsp; The windows were tinted - which she could tell from outside - and the divider was up to block their drivers from prying.&nbsp; They were all alone for better or worse.<br><br>Though the question did take him a bit off guard as he moved his whiskey to muzzle to sip as the limo began to drive off.&nbsp; They left the thumping music of the club behind and pulled onto more major roads in a direction headed away from Sahara Square and towards Tundratown.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Well, my dear Ellie," he began as he turned his muzzle to regard her with that coy little smirk.&nbsp; "You did leave me somewhat wanting and I had planned to head back to my place and spend some..." his paw around her shoulder drifted slightly to brush a bit closer to the top of her exposed furred cleavage, nothing too raunchy yet "...quality time together.&nbsp; To continue what we started."<br><br>An ear perked as scooted a little closer tactfully using a turn to conceal his movements, his side pressing into hers.&nbsp; "However, in the spirit of the game and my unending patience, I am willing to entertain suggestions." he stated as his body turned a bit to face her more.&nbsp; His muzzle moved to nudge against hers, a bit of an affectionate gesture.&nbsp; Though he continued on, turning and dipping his maw so he could open it, his tongue escaping to roll over the fur at the crook of her neck as he inhaled her scent.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm sure you don't get asked this much, Ellie" he continued as he pulled his muzzle back to leave just enough room to take another sip of whiskey before setting the glass aside.&nbsp; His now free paw moved to rest on her thigh, his digits caressing over the soft, peach colored fur as he casually toyed with the end of her skirt.&nbsp; "Where do <em>you</em> want to go?&nbsp; What do <em>you</em> want to do?"&nbsp; As he ended the question a few digits crept upwards, drifting under the skirt as his fingers reaching between her crossed legs, just some slight teasing moves to start out with.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 19:36:44</strong>
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				It took no time at all for Ellie to sink back into her role and practically wedge herself in beside Terry on that soft, comfortable leather seat. She was mixed parts curious and anxious about the Arctic fox purchasing her services for the time being. After all, it was exactly what she hoped would happen because he was the closest thing to a tangle, powerful lead she's had in months regarding Zootopia's crime boss. But she also knew she was going to be neck deep in possible danger if she found herself tangled up with Terry for too long. There was a reason undercover detectives often developed... problems the longer they stayed under cover.<br><br>If Ellie was starting to look at all like she was nervous, that expression practically melted away from her face when Terry commented on her beauty. She was used to being thrown a shallow compliment here or there but he sounded genuine. It pulled her out of uncertainty and she smiled at him. "Thank you," Ellie replied as she listened to Terry explain what he had in mind for them that evening.<br><br>He was the customer, so whatever he wanted to do would be guaranteed. Maybe Ellie was just forgetting herself now that she had one great opportunity to be outside of that stifling club and she stepped a little too far in trying to make a suggestion - not that Terry seemed to mind, any way. Her bright green eyes drifted down toward his lap where the evidence of his arousal was still somewhat present. The scent of mingling musk and pheromones was very hard to ignore even now after she washed off and applied a new spray of perfume.<br><br>A lopsided smirk began to turn the corner of her muzzle upward into a grin as he nuzzled her affectionately. The heat of his body so close was making her want to peel off her dress and she drew in a sharp breath as she watched his fingers slip between her crossed legs. She managed to chuckle.<br><br>"Well, if it's up to me then... I choose to go back to your place and continue what we started. I'm sure we're both starving for a satisfying end to all this teasing. After that though, it's up to you. I wouldn't be opposed to having a nice dinner while I'm out," she suggested. There was a visible heave in her chest as Ellie spoke to her client, obviously unable to hide her arousal that was quickly returning now that she was within proximity of him again. It also made her feel brave enough to suggest their reverse date of sorts, which she hoped would help prolong their time together so she could get some information.<br><br>"How long do you have me for, by the way?" she asked coyly. A single evening, a couple of days? He was an important customer to her manager who normally didn't tell the girls to just do whatever he wanted to make him happy. He probably had some leeway with leasing the girls then, too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 20:29:48</strong>
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				The arctic fox was pleased to have his new companion secured in his limo.&nbsp; That means there were no more acts, no more pretending.&nbsp; As she spoke that soft smile remained on his muzzle as she mentioned heading back to his place.&nbsp; He could tell by her scent alone that she was as eager as he.&nbsp; So with that locked down he didn't have to correct the course of his drivers as they continued on their way.<br><br>"I like the way you think." he added to her comment.&nbsp; He had been eager to explore her body since the beginning of the evening.&nbsp; Their slow paced, tantalizing dance had been enjoyable to prolong the buildup time, but now it was time to push it to the next level.&nbsp; His arm remained around her shoulder, enjoying the warmth of her proximity as his eyes generally remained focused on her regardless of the city zooming by.<br><br>As they got closer and closer to the wall that separated the two districts, the terrain changed a bit.&nbsp; No one really wanted to live right next to the climate generators, they were loud and noisy and typically reserved for the more destitute of citizens.&nbsp; Plus the traffic was always shitty from district to district.&nbsp; Not really a problem at this time of night as the nocturnals were few and far between, so it was smooth sailing the whole way.<br><br>At her question he arched a brow trying to figure out how to take it.&nbsp; Was she desiring their involvement to be long or short?&nbsp; Based on the subtle movements he had a feeling that she enjoyed his company, so he was going to convince himself that was true.&nbsp; "Well, I haven't quiet decided." he stated in a smooth, soft voice.&nbsp; His free paw over his shoulder caressed over the bare fur of her arm idly as his paw crept a little further along her thigh.<br><br>Inch by soft inch he managed to sneak that paw, combing and caressing over the fur and flesh beyond, as he made his way deeper under her dress.&nbsp; Slowly up her inner thigh he moved to where he was getting close to that heated goal between her legs.&nbsp; Eventually, unless she detoured him, he would end up with his digits rubbing rather boldly between her legs at the height of her inner thigh - he would urge them to part if it were necessary.&nbsp; Thus the side of his digits would caress up where those soft nether lips might be in an effort to determine if she was wearing any panties or not.&nbsp; His thumb aided in gripping the thigh at the bend, but would be free to explore more as the car moved on, the tunnel between the barriers coming up ahead.<br><br>"It really depends on how long you want to stay and how entertained you keep me, sweet Ellie." he stated with a sly little smirk.&nbsp; "If you can keep my attention, and work doesn't get in the way, you can stay at my house for as long as you like." he finally worked out but then stopped for a moment and nudged her muzzle once more.&nbsp; "Though, if you're bad in the sack, I take all that back." he added with a light laugh, it was more of a joke than anything - he hoped.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>14-06-2016, 16:49:05</strong>
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				Ellie smirked with confidence as she watched Terry ruminate on her question about how long he had her. She wasn't in a rush to go anywhere, that much should be clear. The vixen breathed in deeply as she felt his paw move up along her thigh and slink around the curve of her lean, strong leg. At the height of her inner thigh he would easily be able to feel the heat that radiated from her body, and the natural scent that made it alarmingly clear she wasn't faking her attraction to him. Ellie toyed with the idea of going without panties as well but in the end she decided to wear them - just because she knew he might like to tear them off.<br><br>Pleased to see that she struck a chord with the Arctic fox, Ellie was more than happy to take him up on his offer to continue what was started in the club. Normally the peach furred vixen had to play a convincing, boring role so that her clients would eat out of her hand - just to jump at the chance of getting a little bit of information about the case she was working. But with Terry? He was the most eager and suave she'd ever had the <em>true</em> pleasure of dancing for. She felt like she deserved a taste of that ecstasy too and was more than happy to go back to his place.<br><br>"You'll like the way I do a whole lot of things when we get back to your place. I guarantee it," Ellie replied smoothly. Her deft digits reached out and cupped beneath Terry's jaw, nudging his muzzle closer to hers so their noses could briefly touch. He was so easy to slide up to and feel comfortable with. Ellie almost felt bad about having an ulterior motive.<br><br>After she spoke she bit her lip, feeling Terry's paw finally reach her sex. When he started to rub the top of her heated spot her legs parted just enough to let his fingers wiggle into place comfortably, gingerly coaxing her soft lips to become dewy and engorged all over again through her panties. If he kept this up she was going to be soaked through by the time they got to his place!<br><br>Ellie managed to chuckle at Terry's joke, though it was half hearted. In the club she seemed to have his attention without a doubt. Reigning over her stage and his lap like it was her property. In his limo however, the enclosed warm space free of a few other pairs of ZPD eyes trained on her made her feel much more relaxed. Her guard was coming down fast as they sped to Terry's. With a wicked little grin she tried to take back some initiative and reached out, sliding her arm closest to him beneath Terry's limb that was outstretched over her thigh. She easily found the hardening bulge in his trousers and began to vigorously rub him in return to initiate a playful battle of will.<br><br>"Well here's hoping you don't let go before we reach your place," Ellie replied with a smirk. She leaned toward him and nipped his muzzle gently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>14-06-2016, 17:24:16</strong>
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				That radiating heat from between her legs was intoxicating.&nbsp; The scent that drifted from her loins caused his member to stiffen to it's peak, not that it was very far off from that state.&nbsp; His trip out tonight, though not entirely different than any other nightly venture, was definitely turning out to be more entertaining that he originally thought.&nbsp; The flirtatious atmosphere was a nice touch, it put him at ease, made this a little less business like.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh?" he inquired with a tilt of his head as their muzzles got closer.&nbsp; "What kind of things do you intend to do to me?" he inquired with that soft voice as the limo got closer and closer to the large tunnel.&nbsp; As their noses touched and his tilted head, he smirked, the urge to kiss her was strong, but instead he offered a teasing nip.<br><br>It was hard to miss the bulge that was pressing uncomfortably against his pants.&nbsp; When she boldly reached for it, he did nothing to stop her, after all, that's what he wanted in the end.&nbsp; But the way she began to rub on him caused a rather surprised gasp to escape his maw, his breath hot so near her muzzle, the followed a grit of his teeth.<br><br>"Sweetheart," he stated as he started to pant.&nbsp; "If you aim to make me get off before we get home, I'd appreciate it if you didn't mess up my boxers." he added to the teasing.&nbsp; He wasn't adverse to fooling around in the limo.&nbsp; Hell, he'd done it before and would do it again.&nbsp; In fact, if this limo could talk, there would be all manners of dirty revelations.&nbsp; There was something arousing about about being exposed in one form or another with the dark windows.&nbsp; He could see the world, but it couldn't see him.&nbsp; <br><br>As she was becoming more bold he took the cue to do so as well.&nbsp; The fingers between her legs shifted a bit so he could rather firmly press over those panties, running his digits along where her entrance would be, feeling the outline of those swollen lips and rolling those digits all the way to the cleft of her groin.&nbsp; As she was a bit more vigorous in her attention to him, he decided to cut passed a bit of the red tape.&nbsp; The next pass his fingers deftly pushed against her thigh for a moment so he could sneak them under the barrier of the panties.&nbsp; The next press would bring those furred digits right in contact with those damp, heated nether lips.&nbsp; He would toy around the entrance in slow circles to contrast her more eager motions, occasionally he would sneak up a bit to toy at that sensitive little nub.<br><br>The arm around her shoulder pulled her a bit closer - if such a thing were possible - as his paw reached down a bit.&nbsp; Boldly he pushed under the top of her dress to grip one of her soft furred breasts.&nbsp; He massaged it in time with the movement of his paw as his muzzle dipped.&nbsp; He dragged his cheek along hers in a much more intimate move before dipping down.&nbsp; He pressed his muzzle to the crook of her neck an inhaled deeply.&nbsp; "I love your scent" he huffed out before his maw opened.&nbsp; He licked over the fur of her neck before his sharp teeth pressed against the fur and teased at the flesh.&nbsp; The teasing was fading a bit as lust and arousal were becoming a bit more powerful which caused his ears to press against his skull as well as the occasional twitch of his tail.&nbsp; He had been wanting to touch her like this since he first lay eyes on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>15-06-2016, 16:03:08</strong>
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				Ellie murmured her approval at Terry as he continued to rub that heated spot between her legs. Her head tilted a bit when they went dark under the tunnel and the only sensation she could immediately pick up on was the Arctic fox nipping gently at her. She returned the favor twofold, although the vixen wasn't rough by any means. She simply loved to get a rise out of people and Terry was proving himself to be very interesting and worthy of her real, honest attention.<br><br>Not to mention he was damn good at making her feel good.<br><br>"If I told you what I had in mind before we get to your place that would ruin the surprise, don't you think?" she cooed in response. However, from her body language it was clear the vixen had no qualms with getting steamy in the limo if they just couldn't keep it together any longer. Coming from the club to the limo didn't put a damper on Terry's arousal if the rock hard shaft she stroked through those expensive trousers were any indication of his feelings on the matter. <br><br>Ellie chuckled at his quip and continued to stroke him with more determination this time as he goaded her on. "I'm sure you have a hundred other pairs just like it, babe," she returned slyly, obviously not giving a damn if he made a mess in his boxers. In fact, she might even take it as a compliment - inevitable even - considering she was also getting pretty wet. By now Terry should be able to feel how dewy those pink petals were between her legs, even through the thin see-through gossamer panties which he quickly bypassed. Her legs spread a little more to accommodate him and her hips gently began to buck toward his fingers involuntarily. The sensation of his digits in direct contact with her body heightened the pleasure.<br><br>Her lips parted ever so slightly in a quiet moan as Terry's maw dipped down while he fondled one of her breasts. She was panting now, too.<br><br>"Would you believe me if I said I haven't done this in a while?" she cheekily said, flashing her pearly teeth with that same mischievous look in her eyes. This time though, her gaze was heavily lidded and glossed over with arousal. Now that Terry was against her neck and chest, their new close position made it easier for Ellie to reach her arm around his shoulder and run her hands into his well maintained hair, brushing the side of one of his ears as she did so. Her grip tightened a little as he inhaled her scent and nipped her more boldly, eliciting a groan from Ellie's throat.<br><br>Never in her life had she been so attracted to someone before. The connection was primal and difficult to ignore, so all she could do was give into it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>15-06-2016, 16:35:10</strong>
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				Terry was getting a little lost in the moment as the limo finally entered the tunnel.&nbsp; The feeling of her warm sex against his digits, the heavy thick scent of arousal that radiated from the both of them filled the small confines of the limo quickly and left it heavy in the air.&nbsp; It was hard to resist.&nbsp; She was hard to resist.<br><br>He laughed softly at her comment about the surprise and decided to let the little game rest.&nbsp; After all, his attentions were fairly well split all over her body as he shifted to face her a bit more.&nbsp; As the arm around her shoulder tried to pull her even closer or at the very least keep her in place.&nbsp; His muzzle continued to tend to her neck, his maw opening, his long tongue rolling out to caress over the fur there before nipping once more.&nbsp; He didn't linger entirely, he nipped and licked his way up her neck to her jawline before nudging her muzzle once more.&nbsp; <br><br>A soft snort escaped him when she mentioned his likely numerous pair of boxers.&nbsp; It was a true statement, but her stroking him through his pants was leaving his member pressing uncomfortably against the bindings of his pants.&nbsp; Though her own reactions were distracting him.&nbsp; Those bucking hips and spreading legs, all inviting him to move onward.&nbsp; He wished this damned limo would move faster so he could properly have her in the comfort of his own home.&nbsp; But with the thick arousal in this limo, it would be impossible to just simply sit there.<br><br>As her last comment escaped her he had actually nipped his way up her jaw to where he was close to the end.&nbsp; The comment actually distracted him just as he moved a bit further with his paws, two digits extending and pressing into her invitingly warm and wet sex.&nbsp; His own breath was becoming a bit heavier but the comment caused his head to tilt slightly.&nbsp; "Really?" he stated, some surprise in his soft voice.&nbsp; He was not only a surprised by the revelation but by the honesty as well.&nbsp; He would have laughed if she claimed to be a virgin.&nbsp; "Well, we'll just have to make the wait work it then." he growled out playfully.&nbsp; With that, he boldly pushed his muzzle forward to plant a kiss square on her muzzle, his own tilting slightly to make the process a bit easier.&nbsp; Licking was just as intimate for the citizens of Zootopia, other forms were a bit more so.&nbsp; <br><br>Though the kiss was pleasurable, their lips - as much as their evolved muzzles had lips - pressed against each other, Terry's maw opening so he could tease hers apart so his tongue could explore for a moment.&nbsp; But then as quick as it came it left and he retreated slightly.&nbsp; Once they exited the tunnel a bit of dim light crept in from the outside.&nbsp; He glanced over at the clock, it was late by normal standards, but foxes tended to thrive in the darkness.&nbsp; They were still about ten minutes out as they made the transition to Tundratown.&nbsp; Though the bulk of the city was to the left, they were taking the exit that lead them right, further into the forest and mountainous regions.&nbsp; <br><br>With a playful little growl he let out a "We have ten minutes." he stated as he shifted his paws, one gripping her leg as the other locked more around her shoulder.&nbsp; "Come here." he stated as he pulled and lifted her.&nbsp; He was strong - for a fox - but he would need her help readjusting.&nbsp; His goal was to pull her onto his lap and the limo had the room to spare.&nbsp; This time, instead of in the club, she would be facing away, her back pressing against the soft fur of his exposed chest.&nbsp; If she compiled, which he figured she would, she would feel that rather intense hardness right against her rump.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she settled his paws got rather quickly back to work.&nbsp; His already damp paw returned to what he was doing, but this time when she moved her he tried to hike her dress up a bit so that it no longer concealed her undergarments.&nbsp; Instead of bypassing the garment, he instead reached up and then rather boldly indo it, coming from above versus the side.&nbsp; This time he didn't waste any time as those digits curved around and plunged into that warmth once more and instead of remaining they began to work themselves in and out of the poor vixen at a similar speed to her own movement at his groin.&nbsp; <br><br>Meanwhile, his other paw moved to her stomach and began to trace a path up her chest to grip one of her mounds from the outside of her clothing.&nbsp; Soon they would be in his comfortable estate, soon they would be naked, but this was just a little prelude as to what was to come.&nbsp; The prologue as it were.&nbsp; <br><br>The scenery outside was changing quickly, snow covered the floor, pines reached tall and wider as the limo made a few more turns and started to climb.&nbsp; It wasn't dramatic, but definitely noticeable over the rather smooth highways.&nbsp; Terry's chin rested against one of her shoulders as his ears remained perked, panting softly, he wanted to hear her noises as his fingers worked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>20-06-2016, 22:48:01</strong>
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				Instead of feeling put down or on the spot when she made her little confession to Terry, Ellie actually was relieved when he seemed genuinely surprised. She shrugged her shoulders at him as if to ask what she could say to prove it - not that she thought she had to. "There aren't a lot of clients like you who pass through. It takes a special guy for my manager to consider letting one of his girls out for the night... or longer," replied the Vixen, stressing the fact that she would very much like to stick around for Terry longer than just the evening. He hadn't exactly been clear on how long he paid to have her or if it was still in the works, though any time away from the Brazen Bull was more than enough in her mind.<br><br>Ellie was getting tired of playing a part while playing a part. Being undercover and having to act interested in the whole spectrum of clients who came into the club, ranging from lonely to just plain weird. Fortunately she lucked out with the Arctic fox who was more than happy to have her company without being a creep. And he obviously had ties to the crime world which was a foot in the door. Her first tangible lead in months.<br><br>Not that Ellie was thinking of that right now, though... Her mind was a haze of sights, sounds, and smells that she couldn't get enough of in the back of the limo. The closed space and dimmed windows (only added to by the fact that it was night time) gave her an exhilarating sense of exhibitionism. The musk and pheromones were thick in the air and all she could think about was how aroused Terry made her. <br><br>She easily lifted up and climbed onto his lap with some guidance from his strong lean arms. Ellie nestled against him, straddling his thighs and hips while her bushy tail flicked with anticipation, sitting the opposite way as they had been in the club. Her tail nestled against Terry and off to the side. As she sat over his open lay it was easy to immediately plunge her hand toward his tailored pants to find that hard length pressing - uncomfortably no doubt - into the fabric. She wanted him badly but she loved the thrill of being teased and teasing him just as much.<br><br>However, Terry also had something in mind for her, too. Ellie instinctively leaned back until she could feel the warmth coming off of his chest and hovered there. It gave Terry enough room to loop his hand around her body without having to strain himself, and he would still manage to reach her panties. His digits scarcely slid over the front of her abdomen and beneath the thin material of her panties before curving around and entering her. Ellie gasped and one of her hands clenched down on Terry's forearm in front of her. She was incredibly hot, and the wetness was no exaggeration. Terry might even notice the tightness around his fingers thanks to the way Ellie straddled his lap and leaned back a little so each plunge of his fingers hit the perfect spot inside of her.<br><br>Ellie's other free hand snaked up behind her and curled against his head, weaving into the fur of his neck and just behind his ears as she offered up moans of pleasure. She practically squirmed in his lap!<br><br>"Looks like the roles are a little reversed," Ellie managed to say between panting for breath. "Shouldn't it be me treating <em>you</em>?" the vixen pointed out lustfully, unable to hold back. Thankfully at this point she didn't have to worry about staying in character. To accentuate her point Ellie began to grind against Terry's groin, feeling the hard length barely contained in his pants as she purposefully rubbed against it. That, combined with the involuntary bucking of her hips was driving her wild. Though she was determined not to come even though her body lapped up the attention greedily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>20-06-2016, 23:09:01</strong>
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				The feeling of her furred rump rubbing against his imprisoned member made him huff and pant with arousal as instinctively he rolled his hips up against her.&nbsp; Dry humping was never something he preferred - especially when he was paying for it - but he couldn't resist himself.&nbsp; After all, his member had been hard almost this entire time and normally it didn't bother him.&nbsp; He liked to be teased.&nbsp; But this was going on long enough and he was eager for some release regardless of his mind pleading for him to sit still.<br><br>His paw continued to hold her next to him as their trip descended deeper into the snow covered forest, the temperatures outside much colder than the temperatures in their previous district.&nbsp; He was eager to get home, eager to continue this in a proper fashion.&nbsp; <br><br>The paw at her chest drifted down once more and moved rather quickly to the edge of her dress.&nbsp; He hiked it up a bit more as his paw crept underneath.&nbsp; His digits drug along the fur of her belly as they moved further north, pulling the end of the dress with his progress.&nbsp; There he tried to seek out those soft furred mounds but also he desired to simply hold her against him.&nbsp; With her dress pulled up more, the bulge in his pants could press nicely against her rump.&nbsp; Oh how he wished he simple undid his own pants instead of leaving it up for her to decide.<br><br>The act was getting bit heavier.&nbsp; The fingers that plunged into her soaked, tight sex continued their work as he cupped her groin.&nbsp; The padded parts of his fingers rolled over the sensitive nub before plunging deep into her.&nbsp; His movements increased as her hips squirmed against his obvious arousal.&nbsp; As she gripped the back of his head he opened his maw and let out a little growl.&nbsp; "You can treat me when we get home." he stated simple before he rather firmly bit down at the crook of her neck.&nbsp; His teeth were sharp, as any fox's would be, but his bite didn't draw blood, it wasn't that strong.&nbsp; As he seized the flesh he licked over the fur he captured as his hot breath came from his muzzle.<br><br>Though she was determined to resist his movements, mentally, he body was all encouragement.&nbsp; The wet sound of penetration echoed in the cab of the limo, joining in with their grunts, moans, and heavy breaths.&nbsp; The movement of his now soaked fingers were increasing, pushing deep into her and rolling right now.&nbsp; The palm of his penetrating paw kept her pressed down at his own hips rolled against her rump, grinding his hidden flesh against those panties.&nbsp; <br><br>Already his pants were stained from her dampness before, but as he was current fingering her with a greedy intent, the juices that ran from her sex were very likely coating his trousers.&nbsp; In reality he didn't care, but he was sure his security would get a light chuckle out of their obvious arousal.&nbsp; <br><br>Off in the distance she could see - if she were even paying attention - rather large house built into the mountains.&nbsp; It glowed in the distance as lights were obviously on.&nbsp; Most of the house was actually glass as massive windows dominated the sides.&nbsp; It would be considered 'modern' by most and the heating bills were crazy, but Terry liked the view of the forest and Tundratown in the distance.&nbsp; They were getting closer, but still not there yet.&nbsp; <br><br>His tail lashed erratically as he continued to try to push her on with those probing fingers.&nbsp; It might not be enough to push her over the edge before the got home, but if not, then she'd surely be hot and bothered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>24-06-2016, 21:46:23</strong>
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				Ellie sighed contentedly as Terry's paw came down and hoisted her dress up some more. It was beginning to get tight on her hips as she straddled his lap but it made it so much easier for his hand to go down there and work its magic. She was practically a panting mess in the backseat of that limo but after breaking the tortuously wonderful monotony of feeling his digits slide in and out of her, she was beginning to regain her composure. This, all of it, was a game. A battle of wills. She was a detective who had a mission to think of... even if that meant postponing some very overdue attention to her person.<br><br>Lapping her lips as she took another deep shuddering breath, Ellie began to grind her backside more determinedly into Terry's pants. The bulge where he was straining uncomfortably against his trousers was more than noticeable and she could even feel the immense heat radiating from his member, and her body practically shuddered as she thought about how he would be inside of her shortly. From what she could feel, she expected a deliciously tight fit.<br><br>A soft yip of surprise passed her mouth as Terry bit down on her shoulder gently. His teeth were sharp and they grazed her bare fur but it wasn't sharp enough to draw blood, only to give her a little shock that sent a tremor through her veins. That feeling complimented the work he was doing in her panties and Ellie responded with a heady little growl of delight. The hand around the back of his neck gripped his fur a little tighter for a few seconds as she revelled in his ministrations. She was getting so into it that Ellie lifted one of her legs slightly ad used his body as leverage to do so, which would allow him to get even deeper with every plunge of his fingers.<br><br>Her tail flicked around unbridled as Ellie's hips continued to move against the flat of his palm in the opposite direction of each thrust from his fingers, attempting to get every bit of pleasure out of his fingers as possible. It was definitely more than enough to tide her own until they got to his place, which she presumed wasn't far since they were already a fair way into Tundratown at the speed the limo was moving. <br><br>Ellie lolled her head back against Terry so that their faces were side by side, though she was looking up at the roof of the limo as she moaned in delight. Periodically her grip would tighten and loosen on his fur. She sucked in her breath sharply when the pleasure became almost too much to stand, yet she wasn't going to give up and seem easy. Even for a dancer. "You know, this hardly seems fair," Ellie crooned beside Terry's flattened ear. <br><br>The vixen lilted her hips up somewhat so that she wasn't sitting on his lap any more but hovering instead, which brought a somewhat cool gust of air between their very hot, moist groins. Ellie's hand snaked behind her to the open space she created and fished for his pants. Hastily she found the zipper and undid it - not caring about the button though - and reached inside to help free Terry from his pants so she could stroke him properly and return the favour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>24-06-2016, 22:21:08</strong>
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				Terry's arousal was mounting at a somewhat dangerous pace.&nbsp; The feeling of their bodies grinding and gyrating together was causing his hidden member to throb with need.&nbsp; Oh how he yearned for release.&nbsp; The thick air, the heavy panting, the incredible wet warmth his fingers plunged into over and over again as the limo made it's way almost painfully along the winding road.&nbsp; His house seemed close, yet not close enough to sate their ever growing lust.&nbsp; <br><br>As she adjusted her position he was able to dive even deeper into her, though the angle itself was a bit awkward.&nbsp; Nevertheless he made it work, those padded and furred digits now soaked with her natural juices as the rolled in an out of her rather tight and gripping entry.&nbsp; He wouldn't wait to have her properly, but this was a nice escalation from their rather slow and teasing pace prior.&nbsp; <br><br>The arousal was getting a bit much and he could feel the knots beginning to swell at the base of his hidden member as pre-cum began to leak from the tip, staining the boxers he was so eager to protect.&nbsp; But the hell with that now, his free paw gripped greedily at the fur of her belly as he attempted to increase the pace of their grinding, now just eager to push himself over the edge as he continued to work his digits into her.&nbsp; As she was getting all hot and bothered herself, the fingers retreated for a moment to seek out that sensitive nub and roll rather firm, quick, and small circles over that flesh with the tips of his damp digits.&nbsp; <br><br>He was full on panting now, no reason to hide it as he pushed his muzzle against hers, their cheeks pressed together as their heated breath escaped in some rhythmic fashion.&nbsp; He let out a soft snort as she mentioned fair and finally moved his other paw southwards to caress over her inner thigh as his circular caressing paw continued it's effort.&nbsp; "Fuck fair" he stated rather bluntly trying to smirk beyond the panting.<br><br>As she lifted herself off of his lap he grunted slightly, feeling the beginning of that tingling pressure building in his loins, that swelling need that drove his eagerness.&nbsp; He was concerned it would stop, but when he felt her going for the zipper of his soaked trousers his ears perked with anticipation.&nbsp; Sure she could handle it herself, in time, but Terry was a little overzealous.&nbsp; His non-fingering paw pulled from her thigh quickly to move and assist.&nbsp; Thought she forgot about the button, he didn't, not wanting to risk the teeth of the zippers scratching him up.&nbsp; As the zipper came down he was able to push aside the button and undo the belt - something he was rather accustomed to.&nbsp; This allowed his fly to open wider as she dug in deeper.&nbsp; He assisted where he could but eventually was able to navigate the labyrinth of his boxers and fish that hard flesh into the open air.&nbsp; <br><br>With a whimper of delight he felt her paw take his flesh and with a slight grin he shifted her paw away slightly, helped lift her up a bit and then brought he back down onto his lap.&nbsp; Though the position asked for it, and though he came incredible close, he didn't penetrate her.&nbsp; That could wait.&nbsp; Instead, his warm, thick length rolled along her soaked lips and that spear headed tip extended between her legs.&nbsp; He actually pierced his shaft - by accident - through her panties so that the upper part of his hardness was pressing against the swollen nether lips and the head was extended into plain view.&nbsp; Their position was pushing his member down a bit, but he could deal with the discomfort.<br><br>Though it took some maneuvering to get to that point, once she was in position back on his lap his molesting paw got back to work, rolling those rapid circles around her clit as his member - what wasn't concealed between her legs - was available for her to continue what she started. <br><br>Coincidentally, that was the point that the limo pulled up to the gate, his house looming in the distance like an isolated, modernist fortress.&nbsp; No guards, no busy city, just quiet and peace.&nbsp; There was a short drive up the driveway before it came to a garage.&nbsp; "We don't have much time." he huffed into her ear as he nipped at the triangular lobe before nuzzling against her.&nbsp; "We should finish this appetizer before the main course." he grinned as he continued to work his fingers over her flesh while also, subconsciously trying to roll his hips between her legs, working his member against her soft lips and likely damp fur.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>28-06-2016, 20:37:42</strong>
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				Ellie's breath was coming out in short quick gasps as she panted from the heat and scents that wafted around them, clouding her senses. Everything had escalated so quickly in the limo that it caught her off guard but in that moment she didn't seem to care about what was professional or not. Many detectives got in deep with their roles, especially the ones that took them months or even years to build a case around. The vixen was no less determined and that helped her relax further as the situation climbed into more heated, unpredictable territory. Not that she was complaining of course...<br><br>She felt Terry's hand join her at the crotch of his slacks as she tried to fumble with his zipper and free his member. Fortunately he still had enough sense about him to undo the button and belt, and like the caged animal he was, he sprang forward to life against her paw. Her digits managed to stroke him only for a few seconds which caused him to offer up a delighted whimper - making Ellie want to press on even more now - but then he lifted her and placed her back down rather quickly on his lap with a slightly changed position. An audible broken gasp issued past her lips as she felt his thick member graze against her moist lips through her panties which he snaked into upon bringing her back down. It wasn't hard to do either as her dewy petals and the fur of her groin were slick with moisture.<br><br>Still, the tempting feeling of his hot throbbing cock rubbing along her lower lips made Ellie squirm and become putty in Terry's hands, quite literally. He didn't stop those fevered little circles on her sensitive nub as he settled her down on his length. Now when she jutted her hips back and forth she had something to glide over, and Ellie could see his arousal peeking out between her thighs at the end of each thrust. More than once she pushed back against Terry to tease the head of his cock at her opening, although she didn't press down to let him inside. Yet.<br><br>Then suddenly the limo's tires screeched softly with finality as the vehicle stopped in Terry's drive. Ellie was beside herself and continued to rub against him even though she knew they were at his place. It took a lot of self restraint that she had to summon up deep within herself, but the vixen paused. She could feel his heartbeat through is cock up against her, and she was having trouble forming words as Terry's onslaught of rubbing and teasing didn't falter. Reaching down, she gently wrapped her hand around Terry's wrist that furiously encircled her clit and nudged his paw away. <br><br>"Or we could wait to continue this inside," she suggested in a heady tone. "Do you think you can wait another five minutes? Edging makes it <em>so</em> much better, I promise," Ellie said with a mixture of playfulness and lust. Although it was more than obvious she would probably climaxed had she not (begrudgingly) broke her concentration.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>28-06-2016, 21:17:32</strong>
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				Terry huffed heavily as he felt her body rocking against his.&nbsp; When his member emerged from between her legs she could see that the pre-cum was building and drooling from the tip as his arousal was obviously escalating.&nbsp; The feeling of her soft, damp nether lips against his shaft and when she adjusted to tease his head, he almost lost it.&nbsp; His breath was a heavy pant near her ear.<br><br>He continued to toy with her body, working his digits around her sensitive nub with the need to give pleasure as much as he was receiving it.&nbsp; Hell, he was just happen his member wasn't pressing against his boxers anymore.&nbsp; But sadly, as their act had heated considerably, their journey came to an end.&nbsp; The limos breaks came, they both leaned forward slightly as the stretched car came to a stop.<br><br>With a frustrated little growl, Terry leaned back slightly as his guards exited the front seat.&nbsp; The foxes could easily see the larger beasts through the tinted window and he was becoming more aware that his member was boldly on display.&nbsp; "Seems like we have little choice." he stated through a pant.&nbsp; He could feel that annoying tingling that alerted him that he was so close to that sweet release, but alas it would have to wait.&nbsp; He nipped at her jaw before his paw retreated from her sex with a longing caress.&nbsp; Then a pat came to her rump as if to encourage her to get off of his lap.<br><br>When she did he could take stoke of the mess.&nbsp; Her juices had done well to coat his cock with a glistening shine as well as dampen the fur around his groin.&nbsp; His pants themselves were obviously wet and it actually caused him to laugh softly.&nbsp; Regretably he forced his member back into the comfort of his boxers and ended up sealing up his pants with some degree of cautious haste.&nbsp; Seemingly just in time the door swung open.<br><br>Outside it was cold, obviously, but the cool air was a refreshing palate cleanser.&nbsp; The air in the limo was thick with their arousal and pheromones.&nbsp; When the door opened, it actually caused the guard to recoil a bit before a rather knowing smirk appeared on his face.&nbsp; "Yeah, yeah" Terry responded before a wise crack could follow.&nbsp; With that, he got out and offered a paw to Ellie like the gentlemen that he was.&nbsp; <br><br>The trip form the limo to the the door was definitely a change of pace from the Savannah district.&nbsp; It was was cold and lightly snowing, but it didn't seem to bother Terry much at all.&nbsp; The two polar bears tended to the car, leaving the pair of foxes to their own devices.&nbsp; <br><br>The door was large and wooden, likely made for a species other than a fox.&nbsp; Terry fished out some keys from an inner jacket pocket, unlocked the door and swung it open with a little effort.&nbsp; Inside it was already nice and warm thanks to central heating.&nbsp; Terry preferred it that way anyways.<br><br>The house itself was modern and made with a combination of concrete and seemingly natural rock.&nbsp; The concrete feel followed inside, the walls rather soon and panted a soft white - more like egg-shell.&nbsp; As it was a single story house, a hallway stretched the a length to end in a rather open room that had a seemingly natural rock face that had a fireplace carved into it.&nbsp; Somehow there was already a fire running that provided a decent amount of illumination.&nbsp; Of to the side were some simpler rooms, an office and a dinning room, all with rather elegant wood furniture and fairly minimalism decoration.&nbsp; The floor itself was concrete as well, and one would expect it to be cold against the padded feel but it was quite the opposite.&nbsp; <br><br>"My dear," Terry stated as he gestured for her to enter.&nbsp; He followed suit, closed the door, and the warmth of the home enveloped.&nbsp; Though they were hot and heavy in the limo - and he was still obviously aroused - he didn't leap on her immediately.&nbsp; In truth, he needed a moment to calm down.&nbsp; "Come with me." he stated as he lead he further into the house.<br><br>In truth his little villa looked bigger than it was.&nbsp; The living room, where he took her, was probably the most impressive area.&nbsp; It was a large room with a towering ceiling.&nbsp; One of the walls, the one with the fireplace, looked like it was carved from a natural rock that existed here prior to the house.&nbsp; To the left of the fireplace was the massive window that lead out onto a deck, a rather large Jacuzzi softly illuminated to the side along with typical wooden deck furniture.&nbsp; Inside there was a nice dark wooden bar off to the side loaded to the hilt with various bottles of likely price drinks.&nbsp; A large couch dominated the center of the room, shaped like a C around a large wooden table.&nbsp; Seemingly all directions of the couch faced the fireplace where a nice large fluffy rug rested before.&nbsp; A large stretch of bookshelf lined one of the other walls.<br><br>"Guest Bathroom is at the end if you want to get freshened up." he stated as he gestured down a hallway to the right, "Kitchen is on the right if you're hungry."&nbsp; He then gestured over to the bar.&nbsp; "How about you make yourself a drink while I get a bit more comfortable." he stated with a casual sway of his tail, the panting had left his breath a bit ago.&nbsp; "Enjoy the view." he added.&nbsp; And she could see what he was in reference to: outside the window as a rather long stretching forest that pushed towards the central part of Tundra Town.&nbsp; Beyond that was the perpetually illuminated city of Zootopia, the central distract, reaching upwards almost picturesquely framed in his window.&nbsp; <br><br>He left here there for now, trusting she wouldn't go running off.&nbsp; He went into the dark hallway extending passed the wall where the fireplace was, likely the master bedroom.&nbsp; He needed to get out of those close, clean up a bit, and give his body a bit of time to calm down.&nbsp; Otherwise, their first little encounter might be a bit embarrassing.&nbsp; It took about ten minutes, all in all, before Terry would return.<br><br>When he did return he was no longer in the grey suit.&nbsp; He had dressed down considerably and was only wearing a rather comfortable looking black cotton robe to contrast his snowy fur.&nbsp; IT was tied loosely around his waste and the opening around his chest wasn't closed off completely, allowing that tuft of fur to be visible.&nbsp; It only really drifted down to just above his knees.&nbsp; Likely there was nothing on underneath.&nbsp; Once he returned he'd move pretty much straight to the bar to prepare himself something.&nbsp; "Finally." he let out a relaxed huff.&nbsp; As he fetched a glass and bottle.&nbsp; "So" he smirked over at her.&nbsp; "What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>04-07-2016, 15:58:47</strong>
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				A pleasant pressure was beginning to built up beyond the point of return in her groin, and yet Ellie somehow found the fortitude to pause their very heated exchange in Terry's rigid lap. She wanted to stay there and finish off in the limo. The thought of those two polar bears getting an earful was only adding to her excitement but more than anything she had to get into Terry's place. There might be a few clues about who employed him and what he did, exactly, so long as she had a little bit of time to do some investigating before getting back to the Brazen Bull. Whenever that might be.<br><br>With a deep shuddering breath the 'dancer' felt Terry's paw longingly caress her one last time until they had to move apart. She gently slid off his lap with a little help from the supportive pat on her rump, and then made quick work of trying to fix her slightly ruffled hair and dress. It wasn't as if they had anyone waiting on them - she hoped at least - but Ellie didn't want to step out of the limo looking more obvious than necessary. Fortunately when the door opened, Terry went out first and very gallantly offered his paw to her. The cool air immediately caused her to gasp sharply as it was a stark contrast from the thick heady atmosphere inside the limo.<br><br>Ellie offered a quick, cheeky smile to one of Terry's polar bear attendants who held the door open for them. Although the house was just a quick jaunt up so she didn't have to worry about being in the cold Tundra atmosphere for long, or to have those bears' lingering gazes on her backside while she stood at the door.<br><br>The home Terry revealed to her was well beyond what she even imagined. Driving up she'd faintly caught the glow of light coming out of the floor to ceiling windows of the house on its imposing rocky ledge, and she noticed the modern but classy collection of furniture and decor that Terry chose to go with. If he was in charge of the place then he had quite the eye for that kind of thing - for a criminal.<br><br>"Oh, wow..." murmured Ellie. She was used to a lot of clients at the Brazen Bull to be of the middle to lower class, since it wasn't the finest gentleman's club in the city. Terry must have been very selective about his particular craving if it took him all the way to the Bull to find her, and somehow, that silly thought flushed Ellie with a bit of pride. Fortunately Terry wouldn't be able to see any of the rising blush beneath her pale peachy fur.<br><br>"You've got a lovely place," she commented at last when he escorted her in and she took full stock of the place. Without hesitation Ellie nodded to his suggestion of making a drink and strode over to the bar. "Sure thing," agreed the vixen, and there she stood, looking transfixed with the bottles as Terry walked away. In the ten minutes he was gone though she had begun to quietly wander around the bar and picked up a decent hard liqueur which she poured into a glass - crystal by the sound of it when the ice cubes hit - and then proceeded to look at the large, inviting room.<br><br>She wasn't sure if Terry had surveillance in his house but had to presume he did, given his line of work, and tried to appear natural and innocently curious as she roamed the room. Her padded feet lightly clicked on the heated floor as she gave the bar one last glance then made for the bookshelf. Her paw whimsically tapped the novels and ledgers but she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, and the rest of the room was fairly open and simple which meant he must have sensitive information elsewhere in his house, if at all. After giving up she placed her drink down and headed for the guest bathroom to freshen up a little.<br><br>When Terry returned he would find Ellie sitting prone on the long semi circular couch toward the flickering fireplace. She gaze over at him with half lidded, lustful eyes as his black robe left her mind reeling with images of what lay beneath. Behind her the fire made her platinum hair and light fur take on a golden hue as she was illuminated in orange light. The break in foreplay was a good thing then, she supposed, as it helped her wind down and get into a professional state of mind again and she could act the part more than be enthralled by her rarely indulged desires. <br><br>That was the hard part for undercover agents: when the lines blurred.<br><br>"I think black is definitely your colour but you would look better without that robe on," she commented with a playful grin. Then she gracefully gestured around her and raised her glass to him, "Though you place is lovely, if that's what you were referring to," Ellie teased.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2016, 18:10:10</strong>
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				Terry was a combination of a naturally untrusting individual combined with a gleeful pervert.&nbsp; So yes, he did have small hidden cameras dotting his house.&nbsp; As a cop, she'd likely be able to spot a few lingering in the corners of his rooms, small little black dots that were wired to a server somewhere.&nbsp; Not only did it make him feel safe, but it gave him the ability to create fairly impressive sex tapes in his own free time.&nbsp; And most females he brought back here were entirely unaware.<br><br>The light was kept dim in the living area, the only real illumination coming from the fireplace.&nbsp; He liked it that was, it appeared to his nocturnal nature, something foxes couldn't really shake regardless of evolution.&nbsp; They could see well enough in the dark so it's not like anything was missed.&nbsp; <br><br>As he made himself a drink he smirked at her comment.&nbsp; He was pleased she took the time to make herself comfortable.&nbsp; Nothing killed a mood better than someone tapping their foot impatiently or looking bored.&nbsp; It had only been ten minutes after all.&nbsp; He was also pleased that he didn't see her on her phone playing some stupid game or texting.&nbsp; She was still clothed, but that would change.<br><br>Once his beverage was prepared he picked it up and walked over to enter the little protective area of the couch.&nbsp; That coy little smirk danced on his muzzle as he took a sip of the drink before setting it down on the large wooden table that dominated the center of the couched area.&nbsp; It appeared to be almost a solid wooden block.&nbsp; In reality, as she could tell from some of the markings, it was actually closer to a series of containers as panels of the table lifted up to act as chests.&nbsp; It helped Terry to organize and keep the place generally free from clutter.<br><br>"Better without the robe?" he asked as he stood before her, looming over her prone form, just within arms reach.&nbsp; "Well, who am I to refuse a beautiful lady's suggestion."<br><br>With that, his snow paw reached to the belt of the robe and he undid the bow tie that held the garment closed.&nbsp; A gentle little tug undid the fastening and allowed it to naturally pull open.&nbsp; He then naturally rolled it off his shoulders, catching the silk robe in one paw so he could toss it aside.<br><br>There he stood before her, completely nude.&nbsp; Though she had many opportunities to feel his member, even seeing it poke through her parted legs in the limo, she hadn't seen the complete package.&nbsp; There were no undergarments beneath the robe, he was bare before her.&nbsp; His lean body and rather thick fur lessened slightly as it rolled down his belly.&nbsp; Before her, almost at eye level, was his member.&nbsp; It didn't bare the full hardness as it did in the limo.&nbsp; The trip to the house and the little break gave it some time to soften.&nbsp; The pick flesh had emerged from his snowy furred sheath and was growing harder and extending further as he continued to stand there.&nbsp; There was something erotic about exposing himself.&nbsp; Hanging beneath the ever stiffening member were two unsurprising white furred orbs.&nbsp; He was a bit big for his stature, but nothing unmanageable.&nbsp; <br><br>His tail swayed slowly behind him as he smirked down at her.&nbsp; "I remember someone mentioning I would like what is done to me when we got here.&nbsp; So tell me, Ellie," he stated softly as he leaned down a bit to fetch his drink and brought it to his muzzle for another sip.&nbsp; "What do you aim to do now?" he added with a grin.&nbsp; <br><br>Oh, in truth, he wanted to jump her right then and there.&nbsp; But he liked the little banter they had developed and teasing was always entertaining.&nbsp; And now they they were in the comfort of his home, safe and alone, he was curious to see how the game would change.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>06-07-2016, 18:32:57</strong>
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				Ellie chuckled as Terry took her comment to heart and played along with her. As he easily shifted his shoulders and caused the black robe to fall down his broad back, she couldn't help but follow its trail down his body until it came to a heap on the floor. His pristine white fur and handsome features were quite literally completely bare to her now. There was no half unbuttoned shirt, loose tie, and open slacks to leave her imagination running wild - and sure, she got a good look at his hard member earlier when he mercilessly rubbed it between her legs, but it was something else entirely to have bobbing right at the end of her face. She leaned forward as Terry quickly disrobed and the musky, heady scent of his thick organ danced right at the end of her muzzle.<br><br>With a grin Ellie tilted her head slightly and sent the long curtain of her (now smoothed down) platinum hair to fall down the side of her chest. She parted her maw and her pink tongue lolled out, licking his warm cock from mid-base to tip just once before pulling back slightly to look up at Terry and gauge his reaction while looming just above her. He was certainly gifted in size for an athletic, lean muscled Arctic fox such as himself.<br><br>Licking her lips with a hungry and sensual expression, Ellie's thickly lashed eyes batted up to Terry once more before she quickly darted beside him with her drink. Once it was safely placed on the table behind him, she pulled back to sit on the long couch. This time though, her hands carefully clasped either side of his powerful thighs and she began to run her hands up his legs just before the crest of his hips. Her digits flared out as his white fur was pulled between her fingers and she admired how soft and clean he kept his coat.<br><br>"Mm, you're right. I did say something about giving you a treat when we got here," she murmured in appreciation. <br><br>He would likely be able to feel the heat of her breath beating down against his groin as she aligned herself with his exposed, already hard member. It didn't take him long to get fully hard again even after their ten minute break to cool off and honestly it made Ellie feel rather complimented that Terry liked what he saw. He was far more sophisticated than the usual client at the Brazen Bull, so she expected his tastes to be very particular. A lustful look in her half-lidded glassy eyes turned her full attention to his cock as she came forward without much pretence and began to flick her tongue along his shaft.<br><br>She gently lapped at his member from base to tip a few times and then opened her maw to let the point of his head inside. Greedily and driven by desire, Ellie slid her mouth down his cock as far as she could take him and pulled back, starting a delicious rhythm. One of her hands moved away from his thigh and hovered between his legs where she could caress those white furred orbs as if she was determined to drink him dry when he couldn't take it any more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 00:52:24</strong>
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				Terry let out an audible gasp as she leaned forward and licked his member.&nbsp; It twitched momentarily after the pleasurable gestures and he grinned rather broadly, those pearly whites gleaming in the dim light.&nbsp; His tail twitched momentarily as he lifted the glass to his muzzle and took another sip. <br><br>"Atta girl" he coaxed as he felt her paws running up his sides.&nbsp; This was what they had both been working towards, the heavy petting, the teasing.&nbsp; Now it was beginning to take shape and Terry was eager to see how eager his new favorite vixen was going to be.&nbsp; And, based on the movements of her muzzle, she was aiming to pleasure him as he stood before her.&nbsp; He wasn't going to argue, after all, and would definitely return the favor.&nbsp; <br><br>Under her attention his member reacted it's peak hardness, fully extending from the sheath above the hanging orbs.&nbsp; Already the heavy scent of his arousal was drifting from his form, likely mingling with hers as the crackling of the fire continued behind him, heating his rump.&nbsp; It was quiet out here save for the fire and the sound of the wind outside.&nbsp; It would cause their own noises to be that much more dominant.<br><br>So gasping moans of delight escaped him as she began to get to work.&nbsp; The feeling of her tongue against his length was exhilarating and he could feel the tell tale signs of that lust building once more.&nbsp; That familiar pressure in his loins.&nbsp; <br><br>He eyes remained looking down at her, that coy little grin on his face as she consumed his cock.&nbsp; His free paw moved to caress her cheek gently as she began to suckle on his length, that salty taste of pre-cum dripping from the tip of his shaft.&nbsp; She could tell by the slightly swollen nature of his testicles that he was a bit pent up from all of the arousal, and likely when she did bring him to his peak she would get a proper mouthful.<br><br>His hips rolled forward slightly in time with the bobbing of her head, more of an encouraging motion than anything.&nbsp; As the act continued he nursed his drink as long as he could before it became too much of a burden to manage, then he leaned back a bit to set it on the table next to hers.&nbsp; Soft pants escaped him as his own arousal began to grow.&nbsp; <br><br>He could have talked dirty to her, said various encouraging words, but instead he let his subtle moans of delight do the talking for him.&nbsp; His paw moved to curl in her platinum mane as she continued to work on his flesh, the other paw remaining limp at his side as he watched her work.&nbsp; Even just the vision of his cock disappearing into her maw time and time again, feeling that warm wetness around his length was causing that knot to swell at the base, a sign that he was getting closer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>11-07-2016, 22:44:19</strong>
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				Ellie's tongue twirled around the pointed head of Terry's cock. She could feel him become even harder in her mouth and she knew he must be getting off watching his member sink in and out of her maw so sensually. It evoked memories of their time spent in the limo just a short while ago which made the undercover agent start to feel those painfully wonderful feelings of arousal grow heavy in her groin. Ellie groaned through a mouthful of the Arctic fox's commendable length as she found herself daydreaming about what was to come. The end of her tail started to twitch in a more sensual rhythm as she became excited about what was to come.<br><br>With a wet popping sound she pulled her head back enough that Terry was out of her mouth, and it was then that she keenly felt his knot growing as it pressed past her lips.<br><br>"Mmm," said Ellie, licking her lips. Her bright teal eyes looked up to see Terry's wanton expression and she could practically smell the heady scent of sex coming into the air as his musky member brushed her cheek. Slowly it brought a smirk to her maw as she enjoyed seeing how aroused Terry was, all while her other hand freely rolled his furred orbs in her palm. <br><br>To add a little tease as was the norm for them, apparently, Ellie started to lap along his length without taking him fully in her mouth again. She delayed it with little licks and kissed along his wet shaft. Without warning she suddenly took him into her mouth again to the base - as far as she could get to it, any way - and she was moving quickly back and forth. Her platinum hair fluttered down her back with each eager bob of her head down his shaft and the hand that was playing with his orbs gently clasped his shaft to pump at the same time.<br><br>The hand that was grabbing Terry's hip in a vice-like grip slipped away as well. No doubt Terry might have noticed this if he still looked down at her. He would be able to see her peach hue paw weave between their bodies and down between her legs where she was rapidly getting wet all over again. More moans and murmurs of delight vibrated softly against his cock as she rubbed the sensitive nub of her clit while pleasuring him at the same time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>12-07-2016, 16:25:21</strong>
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				The moans that escaped the fox's muzzle were not restricted.&nbsp; After all, they were in the privacy of his home and he wanted some noise to join the fire that flickered behind him.&nbsp; So the male wasn't shy about espressing his pleasure in various sounds.&nbsp; It was more of a compliment, really, allowing Ellie to know that she was touching all the right spots.&nbsp; <br><br>The feeling of her warmth around his shaft was indeed exciting.&nbsp; With all of his pent up arousal throughout the course of the night, being brought to near peaks then allowed to settle, he was rather worked up.&nbsp; Needful, in fact, for that sweet release.&nbsp; But he was more the willing to endure a bit more teasing as he was sure this would culminate in the ending he desired.<br><br>His paw continued to caress her muzzle as well as comb through her hair as she worked over his length, the licking was good, but the consuming was obviously better.&nbsp; His azure eyes continued to view the act through half-lidded eyes as he could feel that lust swimming in his head.&nbsp; The pressure building in the depths of his loins started to grow once more.<br><br>As she suddenly began to bob over his length he gasped out heavily, the paw at the back of her head tightening it's grip slightly as his tail jerked and twitched.&nbsp; As she took the speed along with her pumping paw, it was quickly pushing him towards the edge as his knot began to swell even more, hardening as the sensations assaulted him.<br><br>With all the work from today it didn't really take him that long to reach climax, for better or worse.&nbsp; While he would have honestly preferred to be suckled on for houses, his cock nursed and pampered, he had been in a state of perpetual hardness since laying eyes on her in the Brazen Bull.&nbsp; So it was understandable - at least in the back of his mind - that his stamina wasn't up to standards for this long awaited encounter.&nbsp; His hips rolled back and forth with her devouring head as the paw helped to guide and encourage her actions.<br><br>Though, before he really could stop it, he let out a sudden and almost surprised cry of delight.&nbsp; With one quick buck forward, likely pushing the tip of that spear headed fox cock at the back of her throat, his member quivered and jerked as a rather thick jet of seed burst from the tip.&nbsp; His muscles tensed slightly as the paw clamped down at her actions, trying to slow or ultimately stop her speed of movement as another wave of sticky, salty cream errupted from his member, spilling down her throat and into her maw.&nbsp; His teeth grit lightly before relaxing a bit to pant softly.&nbsp; <br><br>Ultimately after the heaviness of the climax he relaxed somewhat, more backed up cum drooling from the tip of his shaft, he glanced down at her.&nbsp; That coy smirk returned as his paw relaxed on the back of her head and he moved to stroke her muzzle once more.&nbsp; There was something oddly appealing glancing down at a vixen with her muzzle around his length.&nbsp; "Sorry dear," he grinned "Looks like I was a bit more worked up than I thought."<br><br>Hopefully she wouldn't tease his sensitive shaft too much, but he didn't really dictate any other movement from there.&nbsp; He leaned back to fetch his drink and sip it once more as he remained standing.&nbsp; "Now...how about we get you out of those clothes.&nbsp; I've been wanting to have a taste of you." he growled out playfully.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>19-07-2016, 21:47:02</strong>
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				Ellie's ears perked up with keen interest - and maybe even a little surprise - as she heard the cry of pleasure burst past Terry's white maw. As his mouth parted in ecstasy so too did she feel his cock tremble and shudder in her mouth. The throbbing was palpable against her tongue and the roof of her mouth as his generously sized member began to release a torrent of cum that was probably ready to blow ever since their sensual dance at the Brazen Bull earlier that night. It hadn't been a long time so much as the time they spent together was incredibly intense, and so Ellie welcomed his offering without a fuss. <br><br>Fortunately when Terry pushed his hips against her mouth involuntarily, he practically had the pointed tip of his member in her throat which meant Ellie made quick work of swallowing his load. She certainly wasn't used to such enthusiasm though and felt her eyes sting with tears as she blinked rapidly a couple of times. Slowly she began to pull her maw away from his member which still dripped with saliva and a bit of cum.<br><br>With a soft sigh, the vixen exhaled and looked up at Terry as a lopsided smirk spread over her lips. "Don't worry, hon. I actually appreciate the eagerness," she mused at him. it was true. Most guys probably felt immense shame and embarrassment when they were rendered useless during a sudden, unexpected orgasm. And yet Ellie always thought it was sort of... sweet. To get a guy so aroused that he couldn't help but let loose was a compliment as far as she was concerned.<br><br>Ellie licked her lips quickly and kissed his lightly pulsing shaft a few more times then stood up in front of him. She made sure to graze her chest against his body on the way up, too. <br><br>Quirking her brow, the vixen turned her hands toward herself and lightly touched her dress as she looked coyly between it and herself. "If you want me out of it so bad then take it off," she purred at Terry. "Then maybe you can have a taste and return the favour," Ellie murmured in a sensual tone. One finger notched itself under the thin strap of her dress and tugged it down to reveal one already scantily clad shoulder. All that remained was for Terry to do follow suit...
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>20-07-2016, 15:53:14</strong>
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				Terry remained where he was, most certainly unashamed of his climax, as he looked down at the vixen as she lapped and kissed over the tip of his length.&nbsp; He twitched a bit, but didn't retreat - his member was still sensitive after all.&nbsp; The small breaks would be needed so he could recharge.&nbsp; Much like other foxes, he would have a bit of stamina to carry him through the night and the whiskey was certainly helping.<br><br>He backed up slightly as she stood, leaving enough room for her to get off of the couch.&nbsp; He then drained the last of his glass and set the object aside as he watched that thin strip glide off those soft furred shoulders, the path towards her own nudity.&nbsp; A smirk danced on her face at the challenge and he was more than happy to comply.&nbsp; However, he had different ideas.&nbsp; Sure that dress would come off, in due time, but what he was eager for now wasn't really hindered by the dress itself.&nbsp; <br><br>Instead of tending to the other shoulder, something she probably expected, his paws reached out and he took hold of her hips.&nbsp; Then, with a likely surprising amount of roughness, he rather casually tossed her back onto the couch.&nbsp; But he put a bit of an angle to it as opposed to pushing her back into a seated position, he tossed her to the side so she would land with her back facing the continuous of the furniture.&nbsp; Then a paw pressed to her bare shoulder and he pushed her a bit more, working her into a prone position.<br><br>Without hesitation he hopped onto the cushion just at her legs.&nbsp; There he leaned over her lightly as his paws glided up her legs.&nbsp; His bluntly clawed digits combed through the fur of her calves before making their way up to her thighs, a grin plastered on his muzzle as his tail whipped eagerly behind him - the fluffy white brush swaying back and forth.&nbsp; As he crept along her thighs he pushed the hem of her dress up inch by inch until he could get a good look at those panties he had molested prior.&nbsp; <br><br>With a teasing pace he pushed the dress up until it was beyond her hips, leaving her bottom half exposed save for the undergarment.&nbsp; He then dipped his muzzle to press right against the cleft of her groin to inhale deeply, absorbing her scent with such proximity was like a hit of a drug.&nbsp; His own member, slick with their combined juices, remained hard during the passage, obviously the arousal still strong in his mind.&nbsp; Then his fingers looped around the straps of her panties and he began to pull down, slowly, as if to tease not only her but himself.&nbsp; And inch by inch, she was becoming more and more exposed.&nbsp; Those soft pink nether lips on display before as he progressed far enough.<br><br>There was something erotic in his mind about her still having some article of clothing on.&nbsp; Hell, he wished she had keep those boots from before, but alas, he was more than happy to simply have her in his home with the ability to essential do whatever came to their perverted little minds and the cameras that captured those acts.&nbsp; "Well, well" he mused.&nbsp; "What do we have here?"&nbsp; He didn't expect an answer, obviously, as he dipped his muzzle further, a paw pressing against the couch to rest his weight as the other urged her thighs to part - assuming she hadn't done so already.&nbsp; Inhaling her arousal the entire time, his maw opened, allowing his tongue to roll out.&nbsp; He then placed that wet, warm muscle against the bottom of her sex and rolled the entire length all the way up to that sensitive nub he had abused with his fingers earlier.&nbsp; After the firm, slow lick, tasting the already building juices, he added in a fur nips at the tufts of fur around the area, the cleft, her most upper thigh.&nbsp; It didn't seem like he was in a rush.&nbsp; Meanwhile, his free paw just casually caressed over the fur of her hip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>20-07-2016, 21:18:48</strong>
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				The vixen's brow came up slowly to reveal her confusion as Terry completely ignored the invitation she was offering by dropping that thin strap. She tilted her head slightly and wondered just what was taking him so long to jump at the offer - but then Ellie had to remind herself that he wasn't like the other men she encountered in her undercover work. He was smart, not the sort of fox who would immediately take the bait when it was dangled in front of him, and that further solidified her theory that he was in good with the local boss. However, she didn't think those traits would overlap into his intimate life too.<br><br>Ellie wasn't disappointed though. No, far from it. Her ears jerked forward when his large paws came out and latched onto her hips. In one fluid motion he guided her down onto the couch with a gentle push at the right angle. Her bright eyes widened as she landed back with a soft 'oof' against the cushions and lay prone in front of him, with her legs toward him and slightly open to offer a rather bountiful view of her moist panties and those quickly engorging pink lips. Her look of curiosity and surprise was quickly replaced by mischief.<br><br>So <em>that</em> was what he had in mind.<br><br>"Well I'm not going to complain if you want to indulge yourself," she said amicably. Terry's determined stance and his tease of slowly revealing her body caused time to come to a halt in those moments. But then she was rewarded with his sudden drive forward to her thighs which made Ellie squirm as his nose flared around her sex. The arousal was emanating from her body both as a heady scent and dewy wetness on her nether lips. His playful comment caused her to growl in delight as she felt his weight press into the couch. <br><br>Her body trembled in anticipation as she let out a gasping 'oh!' when Terry's maw unlatched and that long pink tongue rolled over her in a slow, torturous movement. The vixen's paws were thrown to the side as she grabbed for any bit of yielding fabric on the couch as she bucked into his firm tongue.<br><br>Heavy, half-lidded eyes looked down over the white furred Arctic fox as he touched her thigh while teasing her with his tongue. She whimpered when that moist heat lifted from her slit and offered a jubilant nip on her mound and upper thighs. He must have known he was driving her crazy and after their time in the limo which was rapidly coming back to her, the vixen was having a hard time keeping her cool.<br><br>She licked her maw quickly and gently bumped his muzzle with her sex to affirm where his attention ought to go. "Don't stop," she requested, although her tone made it come out more like a quiet demand. Ellie's paw came out and splayed over his shoulder which was just barely in reach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>20-07-2016, 21:47:01</strong>
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				Terry essentially had her right where he wanted.&nbsp; Sure other males would love to drill into her, erupt in semen then call it a night.&nbsp; And admittedly, he was fond of that too with certain company.&nbsp; But there was something about this vixen that demanded he take his time and enjoy their moments together.&nbsp; Perhaps it was that she appreciated the sexual game of cat and mouse as much as he, or at least was able to humor him well enough.&nbsp; Even thought he night bore on, he wasn't feeling any fatigue, just the soft warm buzz of the alcohol rolling through his system.<br><br>His free paw moved to continue pulling the panties down, not wanting to be invasive to the act, but through his movements he moved them lower and lower on her body, rolling passed the knees and ultimately to her feet.&nbsp; Once the panties were removed completely he tossed them aside as they wouldn't be needed for the foreseeable future.&nbsp; While he subtly removed that garment he continued to toy with he flesh, nipping gently here and there, hovering around her sex as the hot breath from his nostrils brushed against the fur around her most sensitive areas.&nbsp; <br><br>When he demand danced on his ears, perked as they were, he snorted dismissively.&nbsp; Though part of his mind wanted to retort, he decided not to and instead focused on his task at hand.&nbsp; He loved to hear the pleasure fueled noises of his partner, so he remained alert and attentive to know where to guide his actions.&nbsp; Eventually the nipping was done and he returned that warm, wet muscle back to her sex.&nbsp; Slowly and firmly he rolled his tongue over her entry, caressing between the her nether lips to push a bit into her moist opening.&nbsp; Almost as if lapping water he continued to savoir the flavor of her natural lubricants, his breath increasing to a soft pant, though it was hard to determine due to the increased licking.&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes remained locked on her, looking at her face as best as possible over those still concealed mounds.&nbsp; His free paw moved to replace his nipping paw to caress over the fur of her inner thigh as it drifted upwards.&nbsp; As it finally met his licking tongue he shifted his muzzle up slightly to seek out the sensitive nub of her clit and turn his attention there.&nbsp; He worked slow circles over the nub with the flat of his tongue as two digits extended to press against the opening of her sex.&nbsp; There he rather boldly pushed into her, working those padded and furred digits inside of her.&nbsp; Inch by inch they penetrated until they were completely submerged.&nbsp; And there they stated, the tips curving slightly to caress those padded tips over the slick inner walls.&nbsp; <br><br>The whole time he toyed with her he continued to monitor her reaction.&nbsp; His member remained erect as each moan that escaped her throat and each whiff of her thick aroused scent drove the desire to take her deeper and deeper into his mind.&nbsp; With a hot breath his tongue retreated for a moment before he seized the nub of her clit between his teeth, holding it gently in his maw.&nbsp; He suckled softly before caressing his tongue over the held flesh.&nbsp; It was as short lived action as he released the flesh to continue working those slow circles around it.&nbsp; Meanwhile his penetrating paw began to release in order to start up a slow and stead penetration, not only driving those digits deep within her but also coating them with those natural juices.&nbsp; <br><br>His back remained arched as he had to adjust slightly for any bucking of her hips.&nbsp; If it got too out of control his other paw would move to grip her hip and use his weight to keep her down.&nbsp; Then he wouldn't be disrupted while he worked.&nbsp; His tail continued to sway behind him, but the movements were becoming a bit more erratic as his own arousal was growing as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>21-07-2016, 14:58:06</strong>
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				Ellie lifted her hips as she felt the light tug on her fur where Terry guided her panties. The small clingy bit of fabric that did nothing to really hide her sex and obvious arousal was the last thing really keeping them apart and she was more than eager to help him slide the panties down her legs. From her vantage point laying back on the couch she could easily see his pointed cock bobbing so close to her and the thought of it driving home was making her body ache and burn up. Ellie hadn't lied to Terry in the limousine when she said it had been a while - he was one of the first clients who she was sure about, and it was only with that lead that she tended to follow them beyond the limited restraints of the club and into bed.<br><br>The vixen murmured as Terry's maw continued to sprinkle a wealth of nips and kisses along her upper thighs and around, but not quite on, her wanting sex. The feeling of control was likely a big part of why the Arctic fox wanted to have her in his paw, as he was taking his sweet time getting her off and seemed to enjoy the way she greedily sought after the smallest hint of pleasure from him. Eventually when his pink tongue lolled out again over her sex it made Ellie's back arch and she groaned aloud. Her head tipped back and a curtain of her platinum blonde hair splayed around her like a long, silky halo as the vixen bit her lip.<br><br>"Ah!" she cried out when his tongue teased her opening, almost delving into the tight entrance that happily lubricated his tongue with her juices. Her brow furrowed when Terry slid two digits inside of her and her body instinctively started to clench around him. His fingers would be enveloped in a hot velvety embrace and Ellie felt just as impossibly aroused as she had been in the limo earlier that evening. There was only one thing missing...<br><br>She would have to wait though, and for now all Ellie could do was reached down to claw at Terry's hair and jut her sex up against his panting muzzle. She began to bounce back and forth over his fingers as they curled inside of her to eek out every last drop of pleasure. When his probing digits pulled back from that ribbed bump beyond her entrance, the vixen hurriedly joined her body against his curled fingers again and uttered a soft moan each time. Gradually her moans became more needy and the low whine in her tone hinted at how badly she wanted him. Although Ellie wasn't the least bit ashamed at giving up on teasing him. She wanted to enjoy herself, too.<br><br>Ellie's slender, shapely leg took advantage of Terry's position hovering over her lower body and began to wrap around him. Her thighs occasionally twitched against the Artctic fox as she rode through her pleasure and tried to guide him closer by locking her knee around him. The vixen's ears moved back slightly as her expression contorted into bliss while battling with Terry for more - the grip he eventually placed on her hips was a challenge to keep her uncontrollable thrusting at bay and yet, it added to her arousal as well.<br><br>Her half lidded teal eyes opened to see him hunched over her. Powerful lean muscles rippled beneath his fur as she watched his broad back and shoulders flex to hold her down while he continued to lick and thrust his furred digits into her. It was more than Ellie could take and by the squeezing of her wet walls against his fingers, and how her cries became louder, she was sure he could tell she wasn't able to hold back any more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2016, 17:10:04</strong>
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				To say Terry was enjoying himself was an understatement.&nbsp; The noises emanating from the creature before him kept him hard and flooded his mind with desire.&nbsp; His ears remained perked to catch every groan of delight, every moan of pleasure, and every cry of passion.&nbsp; It was almost as if she was some sort of instrument he was playing.&nbsp; And frankly, after their battles and teasing tonight, it was nice to be in control of the situation.<br><br>He continued on for a moment, his tongue working a little faster, pulling those whines out of her lick after lick.&nbsp; He could feel that familiar tingling in his own loins, the increasing demanding urge to fuck her.&nbsp; Frankly he was losing his will to resist and the way her body moved under him just added to that craving.&nbsp; By now their scents were thick in the rather spacious room.<br><br>As his performance continued to build into a crescendo of loud cries, the feeling of her sex tensing around his digits he toyed with her for just a moment longer, lapping over her sex as his fingers withdrew - soaked with her juices.&nbsp; With her legs around his body it was easy to move up her form and keep her just where he wanted, and that's what he did.&nbsp; After a few long licks against her sex, caressing the wet muscle all the way to the engorged clit, he began to crawl up her.&nbsp; <br><br>Instead of the slow pace of their teasing movements, he moved with a bit of haste.&nbsp; Paw after paw he made his way up her body, not bothering about the dress - which disappointingly left her breasts concealed - until he was looking her right in the eyes.&nbsp; Her legs brushed down his body until they were conveniently wrapped around his hips, his knees pressing into the soft cushions below.&nbsp; <br><br>One of his paws moved to take the bulk of his weight, resting just next to he shoulder as the other moved to sneak between them.&nbsp; Though he had done this many times he was a bit intoxicated and needed some small help aiming.&nbsp; So he eagerly gripped his cock, pointed it as his hips rolled forwards until he felt the tell tale signs of her hot sex against the spear like tip of his member.&nbsp; Needfully, he thrust forward.<br><br>The paw retreated quickly as his shaft dove deep within her with ease.&nbsp; With the combination of her saliva and her overly wet sex, there was little resistance for his thick length to press passed those nether lips and plunge deep into that inviting sex.&nbsp; He let out a heavy moan as he filed her completely, the spear headed tip pressing against her very depths, the bulb of the knot threatening and stretching those nether lips - yet not invading her just yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Terry regarded her half lidded eyes for a moment, but then growled playfully.&nbsp; He moved his muzzle to knock hers up a bit exposing her throat.&nbsp; Then he dove that muzzle in to open his maw rather wide.&nbsp; He gripped her throat, his teeth pressing against the fur on either side as he squeezed his jaw slightly.&nbsp; It was a move of dominance left over from their animal ancestors and it coincided with a few grunts and deep, forceful thrusts of his hips as he rolled back and plunged into her, hard and fast.&nbsp; His heavy snowy furred sack slapped against her rump as his free paw moved to grip at the curve of her hips.&nbsp; <br><br>The motion was only temporary as he released her shortly after those rough movements, his muzzle relaxing as he moved into more soft licks at her neck and jawline.&nbsp; With those licks his hips calmed slightly, moving in more fluid rolling fashions, returning to a softer form of penetration, allowing the thick flesh of his cock to caress her inner walls and feel her surrounding him with a bit more clarity.&nbsp; Eventually he moved his muzzle up so he was looking down at her again, his nose practically pressing against hers as his half-lidded azure eyes regarded her with a mix of lust and amusement.&nbsp; His breath smelled faintly of whiskey and the juices he had lapped from her sex.&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't speak, he just watched her and rolled his hips, his member diving into her rather slowly but steadily, the tip pressing firmly into her depths.&nbsp; With each penetration that bulbous growing knot threatened her sex, but he wouldn't push that into her until the very end.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andronica</strong> on <strong>29-07-2016, 16:41:23</strong>
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				Ellie was beside herself when she came. It wasn't like sex was new to her; she had plenty of relationships and flings before becoming a ZPD agent. But when she left the academy and started her actual career the thought of being with someone for any reason other than a little fun stress relief was entirely non-existent. Terry had somehow awoken that primal lust she kept buried down deep since her training days and her body responded a hundred fold with a deep shuddering orgasm that clenched on his fingers and gave him plenty of her exotic juices to sup on as he lapped her up. The vixen was in an absolute reverie as her body relaxed at last and she sighed with contentment and shuddered when he lapped the length of her slit once more.<br><br>But the mere sight and smell of the Arctic fox's eager red cock riled her up all over again. She couldn't possibly forget that the best was yet to come.<br><br>A lewd grin formed over her lips as she reinstated her desire to have him inside her by clenching her knees against him. Her thighs were athletic and powerful but not overly large, although they were strong enough that she figured she drove the point home by locking her ankles behind him. Terry had no choice but to move up her body and it looked like that was his plan, any way.<br><br>"I guess you're not gonna let me rest, huh?" Ellie mused as her paying lover climbed the landscape of her half naked body and planted his firm paws into the couch. She stared right up at him with large imploring green orbs as he breathed down on her. He didn't even have to look to line himself up and the second she felt Terry's pointed tip press against her engorged sex it made Ellie gasp in delight. She bit her lower lip to try and control a loud moan from pouring out of her maw as he fully buried himself inside of her depths with one swift motion. Her sex gripped him hungrily and the heat of his member grinding against her sensitive walls made Ellie's manicured claws grip the couch with dangerous force.<br><br>She didn't have time to take a breath again though as Terry drove home an old dominant instinct and clamped onto her neck when she lolled her head back. It didn't particularly feel good but the minute discomfort also didn't take away from the pleasure and she found her eyes widen briefly before screwing them shut. Taking away one sense made her focus fully on his rough penetration and the tantalizing feeling of his knot threatening to stretch her open even more. The slap of his heavy furred balls hitting her backside reverberated through her core and made her squirm as her clit was subjected to more torturous stimulation. <br><br>When Terry let go of her neck a more gentle demeanor overtook him and he accentuated his previously rough gestures with soft licks instead. One of Ellie's hands snaked up her dress and pulled it down to expose one of her pale breasts. The pert pink nipple stood at attention and she quickly took the fleshy globe in hand, rubbing it in time with the slower pointed thrusts Terry made. <br><br>"Mm, <em>fuck</em>," she groaned in utter bliss. Her body was on fire under Terry's touch and she was almost afraid to buck her hips against his any stronger than she did unless she came again too quickly. His knot kept bumping into her already tightened entrance and each slick pat against her sex made her coo and grunt. Ellie just couldn't take it anymore and started to push down on Terry when he realigned their hips at the peak of his thrusts. She moved her hand from her breast and grabbed his forearm roughly while the other hand suddenly clenched the snow-white fur of his hair. Ellie was holding on for dear life and her moans became more high pitched as she raised her hips and shapely ass to align with his cock even more.<br><br>"Pick me up," Ellie demanded. Her legs were already tightly gripping his hips and crossed at the ankles, so she had ever intention of being completely filled up by his speared organ.
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				Title: <strong>Re: How to Catch a Fox (Andronica &amp; Kanen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanen</strong> on <strong>29-07-2016, 17:04:58</strong>
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				Terry's breath was just a series of pants by now.&nbsp; His arousal was growing fairly rapidly as he felt that - surprisingly - tight sex hugging and gripping at his penetrating cock.&nbsp; It was wonderful, not that he was a stranger to the act.&nbsp; He had taken a number of floozies in a similar fashion but there was something about Ellie that was so appealing to him.&nbsp; Maybe it was the kindred species, maybe it was the hidden eagerness and innocence behind the stripper persona.&nbsp; But that was hardly the priority on his mind right now.<br><br>Soft grunts began to escape him as his movements became a little needful, the force behind his thrust increase ever so slowly as his member swelled and quivered within her.&nbsp; Already pre-cum was leaking inside of her, but that would be impossible to tell at the slickness of her inner canal, something that was already soaking the fur of his groin.&nbsp; The heavy scents that came with their act existed in a cloud around them, feeding their lust as the primitive olfactory receivers flooded their minds.&nbsp; <br><br>When she took the time to free one of her mounds he huffed out a bit, leaning up to allow a bit of space between them as his one paw did the same ot her other breast.&nbsp; Now at this point in time that dress, which he regretted being there, was just around her slender stomach.&nbsp; Why bother at this point?&nbsp; But he pause momentarily to dip his muzzle and lick greedily over one of those perk nipples.&nbsp; <br><br>Every noise she made danced on his ear and it drove him to create more.&nbsp; His noises, moans and grunts, where hardly as musical as her cries of pleasure.&nbsp; The large room echoed with those moans as well as the wet joining of their forms and the heavy breathing.&nbsp; The crackling fire in the background was being overshadowed by their coupling.<br><br>Oddly though, he was startled a bit out of his rutting trance when she asked him to pick her up.&nbsp; Panting softly he paused in his thrusting with his length buried deep into her, that knot resting just at the opening.&nbsp; He glanced down at her and nipped teasingly at her jaw.&nbsp; He could tell that she would hold on as she gripped him with legs and arms, so with a soft shrug he moved his own arms to scoop under her, one at her back and the other at her shoulders.&nbsp; With a bit of a grunt and a strain of his lower back he lifted her, one leg having to move off the couch to the floor to get the right leverage.&nbsp; Ultimately he pulled her up but then rolled back slightly to end on his rump, his tail swishing behind him.<br><br>That left the pair in the seated position, his member still hilted within her as she sat on his lap, those legs still wrapped around his hips.&nbsp; An ear quirked out to the side as his head tilted.&nbsp; There was obviously a small pause in his thrusting as they adjusted their position.&nbsp; "What did you have in mind?" he asked through panted breath.&nbsp; He had no issue with her driving this encounter, it was nice to have a partner who was involved.&nbsp; "Having sex while standing isn't as easy as they make it seem in the movies." he added with coy grin. <br><br>Ultimately he shifted a bit more, his paws moving from her back down to her rear as he turned so his back would be against the couch.&nbsp; Now that she wasn't prone, one paw worked to get that dress off of her, trying to lift it up her body to come off over her head.&nbsp; The other paw continued to grip and caress over the soft fur of her rear, his claws digging and raking (gently) over the hidden flesh.&nbsp; He was eager to see what she had planned, if anything.
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