While the Lynx was washing off, Nick continued drying off his fur.
Hopping up and sitting himself on the counter the sinks were placed, made it pretty easy to dry off most of his fur. .
Plus it gave a pretty nice view of his Lynx that Nick got to enjoy~.
"Alright, I'm coming in..."
Pawbert steps inside the shower. Its hardly one of the luxurious ones they have back at the manor, but it will do.
-- besides, it's certainly got better company.
“Thank you babe~.”
He couldn’t help but smile seeing that adorable Lynx happy.
And already he took a towel to wipe off his face, shaking out his fur shortly after. . But at least not he was scent free!
Placing a kiss on to Pawberts cheek he smirked to the Lynx.
“Your turn.”
"Hmm? Oh -- oh yeah. Yeah, sure..."
Pawbert smiles, it's not easy to take his paws off of Nick, but he goes back to the edge of the shower stalls. Grabbing some towels for the two of them. Before turning around and making his way back towards the fox.
"Ta-da -- !"
“Haha… Thank police training for that.”
Nick smirked cupping his paws to brush the water over his face, turning to have his back under the water just to smirk at the Lynx.
“Mmm… Hey Kitty, I forgot the towels… would you mind grabbing some?”
—
Maybe it would have been a bit more subtle to go to their own separate stalls, but...Pawbert couldn't resist the sight of him. Not with the water trickling down his forms, showing each curve and the hint of muscle along it.
The lynx combs a paw along him. "Looking good."
—
All while his fur matted against his slender figure.
But at least thanks to his mandatory police training he had a bit of muscle tone hidden under his fur.
“Aw… You’re the only kitty for me~. .”
Nick replied resting his paws over the Lynx’s, a subtle smirk forming along his lips.
But once they made it to the stall and the warm water rained over them Nick couldn’t help letting out a relaxed sigh. .
—
"Oh -- already looking for another guy, Nick? I'm hurt..."
Pawbert snickers, clearly not meaning his joke, as he loops a hand around his hip. Holding him close, nuzzling and even purring against him occasionally, as they both head towards the nearby shower stalls.
Didn’t take long for Nick to catch said scent with a soft blush crossing his muzzle shortly after.
Putting his clothes away in to a neighboring locker, Nick chuckled to himself given the circumstances.
“Hehe, let’s get going before someone comes asks for a threesome.”
"Heh, yeah -- plus, uh...think we could both use a wash."
While he knows the animals that come here are used to nudity, the strong scent of sex on them both might be a different story.
Pawbert slowly rises up, grunting, and stretching out for a moment. "Let's hit the showers."
“Haha… I don’t think I’ll be able to do the classes after this…”
Nick groaned as he sat himself up from under Pawbert, letting out a huff while shaking out his fur.
“But a shower… Now that would feel amazing after that little massage you gave kitty.”
"Mm..."
Pawbert sighs and rubs the back of his head. A flustered chuckle -- as if suddenly aware of their circumstances.
"I -- uh...did you still want to go to the classes, or...or maybe hit the showers...?"
Are you all proud of yourselves?
You essentially turned Guilmon into an uncontrollable dino breeder, poor Takato. . .
That boy still hasn’t waken up from his bread loaf getting pounded into the digital world. . .
Nick only chuckled raising a paw to stroke over the Lynx’s furred head. Turning his head just to place a kiss on to Pawberts cheek.
“Good kitty. . .”
Eh… he was never good with his reputation to begin with anyways. . Besides… who could say no to those adorable purrs?~
A date? With Nick Wilde? And a Lynxley? The newspapers and blogs would have a lot to talk about, if this got out.
But Pawbert just grins. Purring loudly, and wrapping his arms about the fox.
"Sounds good to me. It's a date, Nick..."
"Hmm. Well..."
Pawbert purrs, as he applies a bit more pressure to the spot. Kneading along him in slow circles.
"Next time just -- come see me. I can help work those spots..." he teases, with a breathy chuckle.
“Right there. .”
A subtle ‘purr’ of his head rumbled over his body as he felt their paws kneading his fur.
“Haha. . You try carrying the bags filled with supplies to and from the shop. .”
"Carrying all those bags? What, they have you pick up lunches for everyone at the ZPD...?"
Pawbert chuckles. Reaching upward, as requested, and starts to knead his paws along his shoulders and upper back.
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“Mmm. . You mind moving those paws of yours a little higher. .?”
He asked letting out a subtle huff, having his head rest on the cool wood while the feline took his time.
“Been having some serious shoulder pain from all the bags I’ve been carrying. .”
"That's...that's for sure..."
Pawbert lets out a flustered chuckle, shifting in place. Still rubbing, more like petting, along Nick's back and sides.
"That was...r-really good..."
“Haha.. something tells me you like it better than you would the class kitty.”
With a soft groan the officer stretched out his back; subtle pops here and there while tail swayed against Pawberts chest.
“Mmm~. . Besides… I got tohear those adorable moans and purrs of yours~. .”
"Heh. Looks like...we got a good workout before we even got to...to the classes they're offering..."
Pawbert chuckles tiredly. Leaning back more, stretching his legs out from under him. Gripping Nick's hip; pulling his soft cock out and letting it rest on the curve of his rear.
He quietly chuckled, raising his head to place a kiss to the Lynx’s cheek.
“You’re welcome~. .”
Even went as far as to nestle
His head against Pawberts neck. . Their soft yet thick fur was actually rather comforting. Like nestling in to a thick pillow after a long day.
"Mmm. Ngh..."
Pawbert deflates under him. Panting; chest rising up and against his touch, with every deep breath. Purring deeply. His own heavy paws rubbing up and down Nick's sides and back; absentmindedly kneading his form, as he basked in the afterglow.
"S-so much better."
—
Eventually his body fell under the lynx, only his chest rising and falling with each breath he took. .
“Ha. . Ha. .~”
“Good kitty~. .”
He muttered between his pants, even raising a paw back to pat Pawberts chest.
“Feel better. .?”
Nick quivered under the lynx, having to cover his muzzle to muffle his own moans.
His entire shivered with each rope that was pumped in to him. Gritting g his fangs he soon panted as he rests his head on the cool wooden bench.
Of course he loved it…
—
"Y-yeah -- yeah, you -- mm! -- y-yes sir -- !"
Pawbert wraps both arms around him. Practically pulling him fully down on him, their hips meeting totally, as he tilts fully into the fox. Giving a few more deep, desperate ruts forward.
(cont)