Personal & Professional

                                    

                                          
[Author's Notes]
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Damn, one of the things I am doing with this new username change is publishing a smut/lemon/fictional nudes electric boogaloo one-shot instead of something that's more fluffy... That says a lot.

Hello and welcome to my attempt at trying to write a steamy story based around "The Bad Guys" (the movie rendition) when there's only been a trailer released and an illegal amount of NSFW art floating around the internet despite the fact the trailer itself is only a few days old!

It is now time for myself and I think the rest of the writing community to start getting involved with this hype, hm? - Now, bear in mind, writing this will be a little bit of a challenge considering not too much about their personalities are revealed in the trailer and so there will be some gaps that have to be filled... Kind of like Diane Foxington is going to have something else filled~ (;

Yup! I am writing a Mr. Wolf x Diane Foxington lemon fic and if you would rather me not spoil what is destined to be a somewhat innocent scene between the two in the actual movie, I suggest you click away now! - Mr. Wolf will be referred to as "Moe" on occasion to honour his name in the original book/novel series!

Finally: The Bad Guys (movie) and all of its associated assets, characters, locations and the plot itself is property of Dreamworks, Dreamworks Animation LLC and NBC. I do not own the rights to The Bad Guys and am merely writing a cursed smut.

Alright, let's kick this off, shall we?
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Beneath his paws stood radiating lights of jade, rose, crimson and gold. Above him hung a silver disco ball sparkling and beaming a vast array of lasers across the room. Most importantly, dancing in front of him... Was Diane Foxington.

Throughout the crowd centred inside of a large gathering hall contained within a luxurious hotel named the Palacio De Oro, Mr. Wolf accompanied by his reluctant vixen partner could spot his teammates from afar. Mr. Shark was dancing with Ms. Tarantula whilst simultaneously grooving with Mr. Snake. Meanwhile, Mr. Piranha was off tending to the nearby bar and the patrons queued before him.

An unnerving sense of triumph mixed with angst filled the air, almost like a foul stench was suffocating every single member that made up this team of five. They had been all over the news as of late, attended countless interviews... Perhaps some would say they have been using corruption as a means of weaponizing themselves alongside their new attitude.

Diane Foxington was right about one thing... And that was the fact that Mr. Wolf had lost sight of his dignity long ago. He may have been the glamorous figurehead behind these crimes, both grandiose alongside petty... Yet this sacrifice of his public image to the press and those who wished to look down upon him had dented the armour that made up his dignity and he was left still enduring his identity crisis.

Their victory being celebrated on this night was one of pyrrhic nature. Mr. Wolf had successfully coordinated a team to rob one of the largest banks inside of the city and came out of it bearing success around his shoulders, employing a strategy that involved transportation trucks as well supercars to escape the law. The tunnel they travelled through and simultaneously disappeared within, which happened to be under maintenance, left law enforcement baffled with their escape.

Yet, it was only a matter of time until the negative side of this operation came crashing down. Mr. Wolf and his band of goons had been establishing themselves as popular figureheads... Criminals that the justice system had whipped into shape and were now praised amongst the public as saints instead of them being foul criminals worthy of being antagonised. With an operation this grand and with disguises rushed together that quickly, there were soon going to be flaws that bubbled to the surface.

However, in spite of destiny and its will... Mr. Wolf was determined to enjoy what was sitting in front of him. After all of the lectures delivered by this vixen herself, all of the moral support and some would say the manipulation of his own mind had earned him the right to dance with her. Foxington was rather reluctant to dance with Mr. Wolf for one simple reason... And that reason had to do with the fact she had worked up a fancy for the sly canine.

A usually calm, collected and charming fox was reduced to an anxious, shaky and crazy mess whilst her hips swayed side to side alongside her trembling emerald eyes as she struggled to maintain focus on the wonderful wolf standing in front of her. She felt like slapping herself on the spot as her vision was reduced to merely seeing Mr. Wolf and his fabulous grey snout... Not to mention those brown and black pupils that she could swoon for any day of the week.

"Hey, Foxington... Foxington!" Mr. Wolf was forced to break the spell Ms. Foxington was placed under with a brief puff of air to her face. Diane would shake her head before scratching the back of her ears to bring herself together.

"Huh? Oh, what is it?" Foxington was seriously beginning to regret the fact she was playing the role of trying to act as snooty as possible. Mr. Wolf, better known as Moe, was a perfect match for his jet black suit alongside his white undershirt and amethyst tie... Some would say he was even charming her with his dance moves alone.

"Gosh, you look like you've been hit over the head with a safecracker!" Mr. Wolf jested whilst shooting off a nervous chuckle. "Did Piranha put something in your drink as I swear you're acting shakier than you usually do... It feels like I'm dancing with a leaf!" Mr. Wolf shot off an all-knowing glare, almost as if he were reading the mind of the blue-suited Foxington herself.

"What? No! I don't even drink! That would be a huge violation when it comes to my whole attitude regarding maintaining my dignity! The fact I am dancing with you is enough of a sacrifice for me because you couldn't find another partner!" Foxington's fluffy orange face grew a new shade of crimson when she realised she had messed up with her lie. "I mean- I volunteered but- no other woman here would want to dance with you!"

"I know at least five other women who are here eager to dance with me and you were the one who wrapped their bushy tail around mine before joining paws with me... Now we're dancing to a song that keeps mentioning the fact we're the bad guys when we're doing our best to keep our reputation in good standing, right?" Mr. Wolf twirled Foxington around before staring at her directly in her emerald eyes. "Lighten up!"

"You know what... I think I will lighten up! - Once you've explained to me why I found this at the scene of the crime surrounding the bank!" Diane lifted up some fur alongside a ripped part of a striped and silky black blazer. "You haven't changed a single bit..." Ms. Foxington tried her best to remain spiteful as Mr. Wolf slowly guided her towards the elevator that would lead up to one of the suites for them to spend the night in.

"Awh, how cute! I've got a stalker!" Mr. Wolf's sarcastic remark sent a fireworks show across Diane's radiant fur as they crept away from the dance floor. "Then again, the fact that I refuse to stubbornly change and instead adapt to the environment around me..." Mr. Wolf had successfully crept to the back of the dancefloor, which is where he squeezed Foxington's paws and brought her close to his grey muzzle. "Is why you love me so much~" It only took Foxington's basic common sense and the elevator dinging behind her to know where the rest of this night was going.

"Perhaps your senses are correct about me... I may or may not possess a fancy for those who are defiant. However, that doesn't mean I'm not going to skip over the fact that you deserve a punishment for being such a bad boy!~" Foxington cooed as they entered the elevator, holding her paw against the button that would force the doors shut as Mr. Wolf reached behind her to punch in the button that would inevitably lead up to his floor. "I think the best part of witnessing this transition between you being a hardcore mobster and a popular figurehead that poses for the camera is the fact I've managed to find your balance... You love being pampered yet you adore being humiliated for your misdeeds, don't you?" Foxington teased Mr. Wolf whilst in the elevator by making sure her canine counterpart was pressed against the wall as she frisked her breasts against his suit through her own.

"That is true, I typically yearn for affection as well as punishment... But that's not to say I will spare you mercy when it comes to you blatantly defying your own strict principles, Foxington," The cunning grey canine managed to switch positioned with the smitten fox, pinning her against the wall of the elevator whilst pressing his broad chest into her mighty breasts. "I wonder if this was one of the outcomes in your playbook this whole time... Turn the big bad wolf into the goody-two-shoes puppy that can be used for the press. Yet, behind the scenes, that rough side of me never faded," Mr. Wolf's ears were turned towards the dinging of the elevator, of which the rickety metal doors splayed open, foreshadowing what would be happening to the sly fox at the mercy of his paws as he picked her up and started carrying her to his room.

"Oh, p-please! Have some mercy!" Foxington further tested Mr. Wolf's patience with the vigorous rubbing of her tremendous tits across his chest through their uniforms. "This may have been one of the outcomes, Moe... Unfortunately, it seems like I can't get my way when it comes to how much control I have, hm?" The sly vixen's eyes widened when she found herself being slammed against an oak door, which beeped thanks to Mr. Wolf scanning his black and white card against the wooden barrier standing between him and full reign over his vixen.

"Well... There's one prominent thing I have learned about being a crook," Mr. Wolf's pause led Diane on whilst he wrapped one of his mighty paws around her left buttock. "Not everything goes to plan and nobody can get the full one hundred percent when it comes to the things they have their way~" The whimsical wolf struck Foxington's buttock through her uniform whilst simultaneously slamming the door shut behind him... Listening eagerly for the click that signalled the operation of the automatic locking system.

"AAH~" Foxington deliriously moaned whilst leaning up against Mr. Wolf's grand form. "Do that again... I dare you, bad boy~" To Diane's delight, the grey-furred wolf currently carrying her into the room was willing to entertain her desires by roughly striking her backside yet again as she was carried through his hotel room.

Mr. Wolf's hotel room itself was made up of a few luxuries that would surely bring amusement to him once he slayed his prey inside of the bed they would most likely rest on after concluding their dirty deeds. Upon entry, the pair of canines gazed to their left to find a humble kitchen decorated by a variety of gold-plated appliances. To their right stood a bathroom with an obscene jade colour, almost as if one would be christened by the lords of this universe whenever they were to do their business.

As they entered the living room, the lights above them being slyly turned to a crimson red colour with the appropriate dimming applied, their fur basked within the glory of the warm fireplace that was automatically lit in the corner. Mounted atop the elaborate grey brickwork making up this living room was an oversized flatscreen TV, a royal red rug, a glass coffee table in the centre alongside three couches.

Mr. Wolf decided the largest couch in the middle would be a perfect pitstop for them before they would enter the corridor that would lead to three bedrooms of their choosing. With an eager smirk on his face, he briefly tossed Diane into the air, grabbed her paws and pinned her against the couch.

"So, to sum up the events of tonight..." Foxington did her best to distract herself from the absurdity of the situation instead of thinking about the fact she was subtly dripping some rich heat in tribute to the wolf standing in front of her by recapping the night. "I drove here under the blessing of a full moon because I heard about some celebration inside of this grand hotel... I realised you and your posse were the ones who organised it and I eagerly jumped to be your dancing partner. After an endless hour and a half of impatience and dancing, I finally fell victim to my nervousness, blew my cover and now we're here... And I told myself I wouldn't mix personal and professional," Diane rolled her jade eyes whilst Mr. Wolf entertained her with his best attempt at grabbing her blue tie from around her neck with his muzzle before ripping it off.

"Hey, if it soothes your nerves... I know a thing or two about blowing my cover," The grey canine slyly winked whilst his paws finally wrapped around the rest of Foxington's elaborate business uniform. Button by button, Diane could feel her breasts from beneath her undershirt being liberated as part of her told her wearing a bra of any type would restrict her ability to dance on this night... And by dance, she meant it would be yet another thing Mr. Wolf would need to undress from her. "I guess some things refuse to change no matter how much you wish they would~"

"And I thought encouraging you to be a good guy would at least bring some happiness into your life," Diane playfully scowled at Mr. Wolf whilst he fired back with a menacing snarl that would unintentionally get Foxington going. "Oooh~ you could do that again... I love it when you growl for me, big boy," The wolf, still wrapping his paws around the buttons of Diane's undershirt, entertained her wishes with yet another fierce growl.

"If it brings you any clarity... I may be a safecracker but I suddenly become nervous when I'm around these things," Mr. Wolf finally conceded and ripped off Diane's undershirt, revealing her hardened dark red nipples, her brilliant breasts as well as the fact she was not wearing a bra. "Woah! It's almost like you planned for this!"

"I may look like a dumb vixen to you... But a lot of planning goes into being a fox," Diane effortlessly sliced her claw across Mr. Wolf's uniform, basking within the glory that was his warm paws sliding across her curved waist before he made his way up to her extremely aroused nipples. "Oh my~ someone's been hitting the gym!~" Foxington seductively exclaimed when Moe's suit slipped off from around his arms, with him effortlessly lifting up his paws and shedding himself of the cloak that shielded his true form. Mr. Wolf bore an abdomen chiselled by his hard work as a crook as well as a modest set of biceps... However, it could barely hold a candle to how fabulous Foxington looked beneath him.

"You kind of need the gym to stay fly as a bad guy, Foxington... And you say you're smart. Some would say you play two sides of the same card, acting smart when it suits you whilst playing dumb when you need to~" Judging by Foxington's fiery red blush and her glistening eyes, she was hardly expecting the grey canine to craft a zinger like that for her ears to feast from. "Oh?~ Wasn't expecting me to predict how you like to drift through life? It's obvious flipping the coin twice to see both sides is how you operate... You wouldn't have trained me to see the two sides that made up villainy and heroism if you hadn't seen the same colours before~" Mr. Wolf snarled, this time to establish himself as the dominant whilst Diane fell victim to his enchanting spell.

"AAH~ and I considered myself the smart one out of both of us!" Foxington moaned in response to having her elegant breasts squeezed, not to mention the fact Moe's paws were subtly shifting down to the black belt that held up her last line of defence... Her dark blue trousers. "I also think it would be smart of us both to select a bedroom to continue our business within... As we both know where this is going," Mr. Wolf smirked at Foxington, a look that gave her the impression that she need not to say anything else for she found her bare chest being exposed to the elements of the hotel room around her.

"Hmm... Which room should I choose? The one with the dark blue bed, the one with the amethyst bed and the nice lantern or the romantic and alluring red bed which compliments the light that glistens off our fuzzy fur?" Whilst held up against Mr Wolf's abs, Diane found herself sliding herself up and down as she teased her breasts with the motion. Judging by the fact Foxington was having fun doing this, Mr. Wolf silently picked the room with the glossy red bed with the comfy looking duvets. "I guess the room filled with romantic delight is the most befitting considering our situation and the fact you can't get those marvellous milkers away from my chest~" Mr. Wolf slyly stepped into the room, placed Foxington on the bed, which is when she sliced off his belt with her deceptively sharp claws.

"Haha! Pink polka dot boxers? It's almost like you were preparing to repulse me on this eve-" After laughing at the shame that stood before Mr. Wolf as his pink underwear alongside his black slacks were reduced to a pile on the floor, Foxington's mouth gaped open thanks to the glory Moe had hanging between his legs. Standing before her was an erect, grey and pulsating masterpiece alongside the two jewels beneath it that made up his mystical member. "Th-that's an... Uh- unexpected surprise?" Diane nervously commented, yet another blush set her face on fire as Moe pounced on her from his position with his own rosy red cheeks adding to the light flowing through the room.

"Wanna know what else is a surprise?" Mr. Wolf crept up on Foxington's neck, breathing a warm and whispy exhale onto her wet nose as his paw slipped down to her trousers. "Your trousers rip easier than one first assumed~" With one massive tug, a deafening ripping sound representing the sound of Diane's dignity being ripped to shreds filled the room as her trousers were split down her legs, revealing her partially soaked white panties with pink hearts sewn into them. "Oh... And the fact we're both guilty when it comes to playful undergarment choices~" Moe slipped his muzzle down around Foxington's waist, playfully grabbed the top of her panties and slipped them off, revealing some clear slime that strung from the insides in the process.

"M-MMM~" Foxington felt a rush of warm air against her exposed slit, which had already splayed itself apart and was soaked with all the lubrication Mr. Wolf would need to subdue her on the spot. "A-are you happy with what you see, master?~" Despite Diane slipping up with revealing an unintentional kink of hers, Mr. Wolf couldn't help but gaze upon her splayed, soaked and precious pink pussy as the smell of heat filled the air.

"Master?" Moe's smirk grew more sly by the millisecond as he slipped his paws around Foxington's warm waist. "I can get down for that~" Mr. Wolf started off subtle with the treatment of the vixen splayed out in front of him. He softly opened up her legs like he would a chest if he were looting the caves nearby the beaches pirates love to plunder, observing the subtle pulsing of Diane's swollen clit. "Alright... That's enough fooling around. I think it's time we finally get to business," With his tongue connecting with Foxington's thighs, he teased her with his dripping saliva whilst squeezing her waist from below her legs.

"Ohh~ you really know how to work that twisted tongue of yours, don't you?" Foxington commented as she felt the insides of her thighs be lathered up with sticky saliva, with the canine between her legs slowly moving closer to the prize contained in the middle. "Is this what losing your dignity truly feels like? Because, if I'm being honest... I expected it to be a lot more humiliating and a lot less pleasing. Then again, we are both bidding farewell to our dignities on this night, aren't we?" Diane worked some of her vixen charms on Mr. Wolf, basking within the tingling sensation wrapping around her pulsating pussy as it would soon be turned into a den in which Moe would settle.

"The one key difference between this night is the fact we are both willingly bidding farewell to our dignity's in exchange for the sweet release of pleasure~" Mr. Wolf's whispers were starting to work their magic as he noticed a glistening slime beginning to seep out of Diane's excited entrance... And like a peacock staring at its own reflection, Moe was temporarily hypnotised by the divine sight before him. "Looks like someone's eager to take my dignity away instead of seeing me lose it thanks to public humiliation... Then again, the destination is usually the most satisfying part of the journey other than the sights itself," With one flick of his tongue and the rustling of his head between her legs, Diane was instantly showered with pleasure as Moe gently soothed her with the melodic licking of her moistened slit.

"A-AAH~ F-FUCK! I-I need to sacrifice my dignity to you more often, don't I?" Foxington's entire body shuddered as Mr. Wolf wrapped his moist tongue around her throbbing clit, with her releasing a small wince to announce her satisfaction. "T-then again... You've always made a point about your dignity being dead. With where we are at this moment..? I would say the ship for r-redemption has officially sailed- OOH~" With a few more gracious licks, Mr. Wolf finally concluded his teasing between her legs with his tongue as his charming brown eyes alongside his moist muzzle came into Foxington's full view yet again. "You tease~"

"It's adorable when you miscalculate things... However, you taste absolutely delicious and I think it's time we finally get a taste of true pleasure mixed with shame~" Mr. Wolf wrapped his tongue around Foxington's neck, lifted up her legs and placed them on his shoulders. To execute his move to perfection, he leant forward, pressed his weight against Diane's thighs and finally teased her vigorous vagina with his throbbing member. "Oooh~ I'm guessing by that moan, you're enjoying the fact your desires and dreams are being satisfied~" Foxington shakily nodded whilst Moe spent a solid minute teasing her slit, finally reaching down with one of his free paws to prepare for insertion.

"O-one more thing before w-we claim one another's dignity..." Foxington gathered the charming canine's attention as he used another paw to softly frisk her nipples. "We don't speak of this to anyone," She sceptically scowled at the majestic being destined to please her as he nodded respectfully.

"You mean you're going to tell your girlfriends about how you managed to finally charm the great Mr. Wolf and have him slip inside of that delicious den of yours but I'm not allowed to brag to Mr. Shark that I still have some game when it comes to the bedroom?" Moe playfully rolled his eyes, teased Diane's entrance with his tip and sighed. "Fine, a deal is a deal... Only because the taste of our decaying dignity is bittersweet, just like you~" With a wink from his bountiful brown eyes and a pout from Diane's snout, Mr. Wolf finally made his entry.

"A-AAH~" Foxington exclaimed in shock whilst trying to maintain her breaths and cease her wincing. However, Mr. Wolf was truly basking within the glory of how wet, tight and gorgeous she felt finally wrapped around him. "F-finally proud that you're subduing your prey, hm?" Diane toyed with Mr. Wolf's dominance as he made his first thrust, producing an overly loud moan that was guaranteed to set the scene for the rest of their adventurous evening.

"Come on, subduing you was the easy part," Mr. Wolf humbly bragged, which was surprisingly sexy in the eyes of the vixen currently being pounded at his might. "It's pleasing you and your picky standards, that's the hard part," He whispered, wrapping his muzzle around one of her nutritious nipples for a swift suck.

"HAH! My picky standards? W-who's the one who re-refused to sleep with anyone else despite the fact you got on national TV and had tigers dropping their panties for you and flashing you every time you walked past?" Foxington realised her teasing was more degrading of herself when she made the heartwarming realisation that Mr. Wolf had personally chosen her to be his one and only mate at this hour. "Then again... I-I guess I shouldn't- MMM~ - Complain too hard that you chose me as your worthy mate instead of one of those frisky felines, huh?" Foxington's eyes widened in response to Moe's licking of her neck alongside his nibbling, a move that accompanied with him regularly sucking on her breasts and caressing her would be deemed as supremely attractive.

"Those frisky felines may have a tremendously impressive fashion taste and their forms are carved from the lifeblood of fantasies... But they can't hold a candle to how much you've- ooh~ - Nurtured this friendship and relationship just like I'm nurturing that pulsating pussy of yours~" Mr. Wolf would go on to wrap his arm around the upper half of Foxington's back, feeling her warm fur alongside her hastening heartbeat with every thrust he delivered. "And I doubt those felines would actually feel emotions and the tingles of sweet satisfaction when it comes to pleasing me other than them seeing me as some hero. It seems the world forgets that without a villain, a hero is truly useless... And I happen to play both roles~" Mr. Wolf would go back to gently teasing Foxington's breasts as her moans became more frequent in nature alongside the contractions being awarded thanks to his courageous pleasing of her newly declared wolves den.

"AAAH~ A-and that's what makes you even sexier, big boy... The fact you're- MMM~ willing to play the role of the villain whilst also simultaneously taking a- OOH~ stand into seeing through the eyes of the hero... One would say you're a villain for- MPH~ avoiding my punishments but a hero for bringing this heavenly blessing upon me!" Mr. Wolf intentionally slowed himself for a moment to deadpan. "What? Don't you like it when I- OOAAH~ s-suck up to you?"

"You couldn't be more of a suck-up by dripping on my member, Diane. You don't need to sugarcoat what you say... Just let the pleasure take control of you~" Mr. Wolf's hypnotic whispers kissed her fluttering vixen ears as she observed the roughness of the canine that went back to nibbling her neck. Something within her told her to brace for impact when her romantic release was imminent...

And that release would come a lot sooner than expected. Mr. Wolf had been maintaining a linear place whilst pleasing the shaking vixen who was charmed by his criminal ways. He was slowly ticking up the pace as Foxington barely noticed thanks to the fact there were waves of satisfying tingles constantly bouncing across her body, quite like her breasts bounced with every thrust Moe awarded to her for being such a valiant little vixen.

As his smirk became more fierce through the nibbling of her neck, her breasts started to bounce more violently, her entire body shook alongside the bed... Her own pleased pussy started to react with its sense of pleasure as did Mr. Wolf's tyrannical member currently driving her over the edge. Mr. Wolf felt himself slip deeper into Diane as his crown jewels started to bounce up against the bottom of her entrance whilst she winced and he growled under his breath.

Finally, with her starting to feel what would come after a few sex sessions before Mr. Wolf as well as countless adventures guided by her free time and masturbation, Diane started to feel her climax looming over her head as it did her slippery slit. Thankfully for her, she was not alone, as Moe's mighty member started twitching inside of her and his soft moans accompanied by his warm breath overwhelmed her senses like the sounds of her euphoric moans caused him to overdose on pleasure.

"HO~ A-ARE YOU FEELING THAT? THE SWEET SENSE OF VICTORY THAT COMES AT THE EXPENSE OF OUR JOINT DIGNITY?" Mr. Wolf vigorously grumbled between his teeth as he was now practically holding Foxington in place thanks to him reaching his maximum pace. "I know you're close, you slutty little vixen... You can't withhold everything about yourself to me, especially when you're playing the game that I happen to excel in-"

"O-OH F-FUCK!~ Y-YES! I'M CLOSE Y-YOU BUFFOON! T-THE SENSE OF M-MY DIGNITY HOLDING ON BY A THREAD CAN ONLY BE S-SUPPRESSED FOR SO L-LONG- AAAH~" Foxington's thighs softly trembled as her frequent contractions whilst receiving Moe's member intensified. "S-SHIT! M-MOE! Y-YOU W-WITTY WOLF- IS THIS WHAT Y-YOU'VE WANTED? T-TO FEEL YOUR DIGNITY RIPPED AWAY AS YOU STRIP ME OF MY OWN- A-AAH~ MMM~" Diane's orgasm was on the horizon as was Mr. Wolf's as he delivered his final line.

"MMM~ I BET IT F-FEELS GOOD TO LIVE OUT YOUR FANTASIES AS IT FEELS GOOD FOR ME TO DO THE SAME~ AAH-HA-HAA~" Moe aggressively issued his rhetoric as his muzzle wrapped around Diane's neck for one final clench. "I-IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO B-BECOME MINE, FOXINGTON!~" With one fierce growl and the rumbling of his voice spreading across her entire body, his member rapidly throbbing within her as well as her kitten beginning to swell with stickiness thanks to the pleasure... Diane finally broke.

"OH- OH YEAH~ OH- F-FUCK! S-SHIT! AGH~ M-MOE! I'M- AAAAH~ GONNA CUM FOR YOU~ TH-THAT'S RIGHT- YOU- MHM~" Foxington unleashed a massive moan once Mr. Wolf clamped his muzzle around her juicy neck and started growling alongside his moans. "AAAH~ Y-YES! YES-YES-YES-YES-YES~ AAUUH~ AAAH~ AAAAAH~ AH~ AAH~ AAH~ AAH~ ...AAAAAAAAH!~" Foxington's pulsating pussy could no longer take the punishment and her climax began, which involved her becoming breathless as she shook under Mr. Wolf's might. Moe unleashed a massive growl followed by one final thrust into his vixen's tiny vagina as he deposited four delicious, steamy and creamy shots inside of her convulsing form.

He would continue to hold himself in position whilst bathing within the sensation of having his mate vigorously contract, shudder, shiver and eke out breathless moans thanks to her own climax for the next minute. After she had dripped onto his member enough and her legs were soaked with her own creamy substance, Mr. Wolf pulled out and rested his member on Diane's quivering slit as she spilled his seed from her electrified entrance.

"AH- SH-SHIT! I'VE WANTED TO DO THAT FOR SO LONG~" Mr. Wolf cried out in shock whilst he continued to feel Foxington's juicy thighs vibrate from the awe of the situation. He gently lowered the paws belonging to her legs down to the mattress as she limply lifted her paws up and started vigorously kissing Moe.

After their sexual climax, Mr. Wolf found himself wrapping his juicy, cream-covered and sticky member around the lower half of Foxington's abdomen as they made out in bed. Moe wrapped his spare paw around her buttocks and lower back to complete the cradling move he had been using this whole time as Diane weakly clung onto him, still shaking from the unbelievably satisfying climax she had just endured.

Both lovers, after many months of enduring hardship, an identity crisis as well as getting on both sides of the law as well as the people... Finally found peace within one another. Not only by accompanying them throughout the entire journey, but also by making sure they buried the fragments of their dignity inside of the hotel bed that Mr. Wolf had paid for with the money he stole from his grandest heist yet.

Witty wolf and vigilant vixen were united at last in their love-covered bed, sharing a kiss that lasted upwards of three minutes before they finally broke for air and panted on one another as clarity hit them both. However, instead of feeling upset or disappointed in their decision... They were happy with the path they had taken for it led them to peace, pleasure and euphoria.

Mr. Wolf soon rolled off the exhausted vixen's supple form to lay next to her, celebrating a one night stand that most likely would see itself becoming a reoccurring thing within their lives. With nothing much to lose and the fact time had already taken its course for them to safely return to their dance without people suspecting why they were gone for upwards of an hour... Both of them admitted defeat by rolling the duvet they had just mated on over them, kissed one another goodnight and drifted off to sleep.

Diane may have been against it at first and Moe may not have expected his foxy friend to be into such an undignified idea, yet, in the end... Both of them learned that mixing personal and professional wasn't necessarily a decision that was destined to create a disaster.
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[The End]
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[Author's Notes]
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Woohoo! I somehow managed to write this all in one session!

I know, I know... I am coming to quick conclusions by shipping them together so early and I honestly think the movie could end up taking an experimental direction with them that sees them as casual lovers if anything instead of something that's blatantly pushed.

However, if this does become a situation in which there is a sequel eventually and these two wonderful characters are put up together... I sincerely hope Dreamworks listens to the fanbase as Kung Fu Panda and Po x Tigress was a prominent thing (I even worked with Kung Fu Panda fanfiction!) and it was never made canon!

Then again, it's just a trailer and I am amazed with the quality of this. I know, to some of you out there this might seem average but it's been a long time since I've published a lemon fic and I'm chuffed with how well this came out!

Anyways, shameless self-ass kissing aside... I hope you've all enjoyed reading this! Comments would be appreciated when it comes to constructive criticism as I would love to learn more about explicit stories and determine the balance between too little detail and too much!

Have a wonderful day everybody!

~ Made with much passion by Naidvar, otherwise known as @EzenNaidvar!