Discovery

Part 2
By Darth Lotean

     I was full of stupid ideas I know but I still followed the directions on the ‘business card’ they’d take me to the edge of residential A. My love had the car so I had to walk about a mile to get there. To tell you the truth I was glad that I didn’t have a ride. I didn’t want mister rabbit to know which car to key or have something to track me down and pay me meaning ‘us’ in bed a little visit in the night. Or even worse, to tell mister assassin man which car to ambush. I hardly used our fine luxury car but you have to understand, as much as I hated the relationship I was in. I still loved my mate, and I wouldn’t have one of my mistakes end up getting her killed.
     The building was a black one story apartment complex remodeled to be the ‘basement’. It tried too hard to look ‘decayed’ sure it would fool most of the rich folk around here but I lived near the CDC (commercial district c). I knew decay, I knew hardship, and I knew what ‘ghetto’ was and this building couldn’t have been any of those things. A sign in front of the building read ‘Yuiriel’s basement’ in bright red neon lights. I was puzzled at first. How could an angel work a place like this, but then I remembered how I found said angel and it was a perfect place for a sex club, at least that’s what I thought it was. The inside of the ‘basement’ tried harder to be ‘decrepit’ than the outside and it showed even more. They adapted the main lobby with old metallic gates, fashioning some out to look like even older spots for ‘cashiers’ There were eight stations and two gates on each side of the main ‘cage’ There was only one teller there when I arrived. A lithe male ferret dressed a leather crosspiece and leather pants. He looked more like a female than anything else.
     The lobby was filled with at least ten middle aged males each being served by either a small male, or an even smaller female. You could tell this was a sex club since some of the losers were already getting blowjobs. None of them were remotely attractive, as if they had a sign on the door that read. You have to be this old, ugly, fat, odd, or all of the above to enter. “Wait a minute. I know who and what you’re looking for.” He said as I walked in “You’ll have to wait outside though, unless you wanna get crushed by the seven fifteen rush.” I nodded, fine by me. Why would I want to be seen, or even be in the same building with any of these furs? It was a nice warm night to be out; the stars were twinkling like little lights dancing in the sky. I sighed, wondering if they were ever lonely up there, always glowing in the eternal night of space. “You know. I look at the stars too.” My angel’s voice suddenly behind me made me jump, “Dear… My god, make some noise or something…” I said trying to catch my breath and slow my heart down.
     Turning around I got a better look at my angel, he was shorter than me. He only stood five feet two inches from the ground he was a rabbit, rabbits were typically short creatures so he was just the right height. His fur has a slight sheen to it, maybe because he used oil or some kind of gel to keep it shiny especially the dark ‘gloves’ he had. He brushed his hair out of his eyes, his gray hair looking like it came from some hair dying system or spray can rather than some natural birth defect. He had a faint muscle tone in his arms, chest, stomach, and legs but not enough to make him look any more ‘manly’ in fact; he looked more like the ferret inside, like he thought of himself more as a woman than a man. He decided to come out of the sex club wearing the white stockings, white panties, and white fishnet shirt he wore inside. He wore no shoes so this left absolutely nothing to the imagination, that was a part of his job, but I saw he had a black trench coat draped around his right arm. I was glad he planned to cover up ‘sometime’ since he was ‘distracting’ in the clothes he was in. “So… You wanna come home with me and talk a little bit?” he asked I shook my head trying to look ‘mean and angry’ “What?! I just came to tell you… Tell you that you’re not anything to me… Yea you’re nothing but a one night stand and that we shouldn’t meet again. Ever.”
     The rabbit only let out a slight giggle leaning towards me, hugging me around the waist with his right arm his left hand moving to caress my cheek. My ‘mean’ look faded when we were nose to nose “Liar, I’ve been in the pleasure business for a long, long time and no one I’ve met ever goes through so much just to see me again to then tell me off. I know you want something and I know what it is…” he whispered in my ear. He was right. I didn’t come here to just tell him to go away, what was I thinking? I should have just stayed home and drew or watched the movie, ‘Shattered innocence’ for the hundredth time. But I was here, looking down at his big beautiful blue eyes, the two most attractive things on him. “Yea… You’re right.” I breathed softly. He kissed me, motioning behind him. “So to my place then? I swear if you only want to talk then we’ll just talk…” He backed away and put on the trench coat. Then he took my hands and started to lead me on, not waiting for me to dumbly respond. I saw a strange looking fur exit the club as we walked, or rather, ran away.
     I thought I saw a guy fox in what looked like normal clothes holding something like a camera but I couldn’t get a good look so I didn’t consider it. I only considering my own thoughts at that moment ‘you little bastard, you know by now I just don’t wanna ‘talk’ but you had to cover your ass didn’t you?’ I thought as I was pulled along. He seduced me. That must have been his trade. Seducing fat, old, ugly, rich furs into fucking him for money though that said why was he interested in me? I was none of those things I had the same plain white tee shirt and jeans I had on last night, and the fake gold marriage bracelet my sweetheart gave me. I wasn’t screaming ‘wealth’ at all and yet this rabbit was leading me on. I figured there had to be something else. Something I wasn’t quite seeing but I didn’t care.
     I had someone that at least ‘pretended’ to care about me. Someone that didn’t think each time they showed an emotion other than arrogant superiority; they had to get one of their fingers chopped off. Someone I could truly love and not just ‘get used to’. We walked or rather skipped towards residential district B. A much poorer district than residential A but not nearly as bad as C, it was filled with mostly the city’s working class this was a haven for ‘blue collar’ furs so to speak. On the outside, mister rabbit’s home looked like a typical rabbit hole. It was really a shitty basement apartment, next to a fast food restaurant and a supermarket. Graffiti littered the walls of his apartment but two words stood out over all the garbage ‘faggot!’ and ‘cocksucker’ were displayed in bright red and light green colors on his plain black front door. The walk combined with the insults made my libido scale back a little.
     “Looks like the kids had nothing to do today…” he said while reaching in his trench coat for his home keys “Well who’s doing it?” my angel shrugged as the door opened, “Some kids that obviously wanna throw their lives away.” ‘That’s a little bit of the pot calling the kettle black isn’t it?’ I thought as he stepped inside, his home on the inside was gorgeous. White walls that seemed to stay white, a black leather sofa, and loveseat sat in the living room. The kitchen was attached to the living room, separated by a built in counter. The kitchen was rather plain, a stove slash oven, refrigerator, and pantry sat against the wall. I figured that was the only ‘plain’ thing in the house. A few abstract paintings were on the living room walls, the lines and colors on them blended, actually blended instead of the crap that was in my mate’s loft. There was one painting that caught my eye though. An acrylic of my angel semi nude, covered by the sheets he was laying under he looked so peaceful in the picture. It was obviously done by a professional.
     “I just don’t have the heart to call the mean old city guard on what could turn out to be just some kids trying to have a good time you know?” He explained taking off the heavy overcoat. “So what do you wanna talk about?” he added sitting on the end of the sofa. “What’s your name?” I asked trying to focus on something other than his kinky outfit. “I’m white velvet.” I tried not to laugh, “Really? That must have been an interesting day at the maternity ward.” WV shook his head “It’s the only name I was given and it’s the only name I’ll answer to.” I looked directly at him. “So can I call you white for short?” WV nodded and leaned back so he sat down on the sofa “Your turn what’s your name sweetie?” I really didn’t wanna answer his question, a name nowadays could give anyone any sort of information they wanted.
     “I’m Nadia On’esti.” I said shyly, that made WV giggle. “That sounds like a name they’d give a kung fu move in a bad anime…” I had to admit my full name does sound a little funny, “Yea, like the one called ‘Moving the sacred wall’.” Ugh I hated that anime, it was nearly two hours of watching little cartoon characters grunt as they tried to move a forty foot wall three inches, to supposedly keep ‘invaders’ out of the southern lands, Invaders that come and slaughter all the cute loveable characters anyways. The damn thing won the Neeisan best picture award in 2172. Ugh… “Yea that one was bad, but did you see the one about the moving castle? Oh god… That sucked so bad… It didn’t even have a plot did it?” ‘The plight of the mobile fortification’ didn’t have any sort of plot at all. A castle moved from place to place. A girl and her feral puppy did ‘things’ and everything was alive, literally. That piece of crap won the 2170 best animated motion picture award. I had to laugh, “No it didn’t…” I said getting a little closer to the couch. “So… how many times do you… Um… you know… I mean. Just. Well… Just curious because, this is a really nice place.” My brain was starting to fail me again, right along with my tongue.
     WV giggled at my unplanned insult “Maybe I don’t just work at the basement. Maybe I do fundraisers, and almost have a full law degree. Maybe I work at some big law firm or the like…” Well there was that. The rabbit continued “Oh… lets see. Twenty is a nice round number so how about that. I suck twenty dicks a month to make enough money to support myself. Happy?” Now he was just pulling my leg “I was just saying your place was nice… And considering where you worked… Oh forget it, it was a stupid question.” I admitted with a deep sigh, “The only stupid question is the one that’s never asked sweetie…” I felt a little better he wasn’t mad at my vain attempt to carry a conversation. WV leaned forward so I had to look directly at him. He was perfect, his hips, his thighs, his chest, and his outfit were all perfectly arousing. “Now how about blowjob number twenty one?” I wasn’t surprised he said that but it did put me off balance “Wh… What do you mean? I just wanna talk a little bit.” The growing tent in front of my pants betrayed my mouth.
     My angel rolled his eyes “C’mon… You didn’t follow me home to get my name and to look at my nice things. So come closer and take what you really want…” I advanced towards the couch, testosterone adding to the list of body parts betraying their master. Though… testosterone is a hormone, but still you get the point. White leaned up towards me, his hands freeing the tent under my jeans his mouth locking with mine. He stuck his tongue in my maw as he gently pressed his mouth forward I tried to pull away but my lover was too soft. “W…Wait… Mmnnnmmmnph” I managed to pull away for a second “I’m mated… I… I have a… A wife, back home…” I said in between hot kisses, “I know…” White replied, slipping my jeans down around my hips. He took down his thong, and laid back, making sure I was on top. My lover then guided my hips downward, guiding my sensitive male organ past his pucker again.
     I wasted no time thrusting the whole thing into him, pulling back and thrusting again. He let out a deep moan as we started fucking; his kisses started turning into soft love bites as I pushed his hips into the leather over and over again, my hands clenching the tanned skin as we bumped into it repeatedly. White velvet in my lover’s case was a misnomer, he should have been called sunshine or orbit. I was losing myself in the sunshine that my cock was being bathed in, that’s what it seemed like at least. My hips bumped his harder and harder the more I lost myself in the ocean of pleasure he provided. My lover didn’t mind, the harder I slammed into him the more he clenched his rear and the louder he moaned. Soon I got so rough, the couch was moving towards the wall with each new push I made until we were bumping against the wall. White still didn’t mind, he used my fur as a scratching post as we threatened to knock down some of his nice art.
     It wasn’t long after we hit the wall I reached my peak. I shot my load and was reduced to a panting, moaning, bleeding, (he must have sharpened his claws) wet, sticky, mess laying on another wet, sticky, soft, furry, mess. “That’s it?” White groaned clenching his insides around me, I groaned and nodded seeing his perfect chest fur painted with his own seed “yea…” I panted softly, looking up at my angel, hoping my ‘lack’ of stamina didn’t offend. White kissed me on the nose, “That won’t do. Next time we’ll just have to try harder.” He playfully chastised giving me another kiss on the nose. I pulled myself out of his sticky velvet insides looking a bit puzzled “Next time?” I groaned pulling my pants up.
     My lover nodded, just leaving his thong wherever he put it. “You know where I live and work you can come here or go to the basement whenever your mate isn’t gonna notice.” I sighed thinking about her made me a bit sick but anyone would have understood my situation, any male at least. The sunshine inside white velvet was just too good to turn down. I still felt guilty, just because ‘I’ was unhappy didn’t give me an excuse to throw away six years of commitment. There were some things I had to know though. “How did you ‘know’ I had a mate before we did this?” I asked slowly getting off the now torn and messy sofa. White pointed towards my bracelet. “You said your name was Nadia. That says from Alicia, and the phrase engraved on the side ’From Alicia, will love you forever’ that doesn’t look like something a ‘good friend’ would say on a piece of jewelry.
     ”White squirmed a little making his obviously sore rear a little more comfortable. “I would add that you’re the one who’s unhappy in the relationship. Why else would you be trying out new kinks with perfect strangers?” The little rabbit’s omniscience was getting a little annoying. “Well I have to get going… Alicia is gonna be home soon and I like being mated.” I was lying of course. She didn’t give a damn if I was home when she got there. She didn’t give a damn whatever I did. She just wanted me to sit through her ‘holier than thou’ rants and smile whenever she cracked a bad joke and not to call her little names.
     I left the apartment, looking up at the sky. I felt guilty but aside that I felt lighter than air. Like a new woman… or squirrel since I’m not ‘really’ a woman. But was this what I needed. A quick romp in a basement apartment and then I could go home floating on a cloud? It wouldn’t be such a big deal if I didn’t know Alicia deep down; somewhere within her frozen corporate heart loved me and I loved her back. I just couldn’t find anyway to get her to show it or to acknowledge the love I showed her. I walked back to our loft onto a familiar scene; my love had her reading glasses on and was furiously typing out some corporate financial report. “Phew… I said the cologne smelled good but you ‘really’ put it on tonight.” The white wolf covered her nose as I walked in, “Yea… I broke the bottle over myself trying to get it here.” My love only nodded continuing to type out her report. Not asking if I was okay, where I got it, how my day was… nothing but that damn report.
     I wanted to rip the keyboard out of her hands, and explain the last two days. I wanted to delete the hard work she’d been giving every last second of her time to. I wanted her to change and actually talk to me, give me a halfway decent conversation. I wanted her to ask me about my half assed excuse. I wanted too much… I slipped behind her trying to take a good look at what she was writing. It looked like Vi’al industries was making a killing mainly from the sales of some new drug they called ‘rosatin’ or some cute ‘fruity’ name like that. “Hey… Um… Shower. You need it… Seriously…” My love held her nose pointing towards our bathroom. I only kissed the top of her forehead. “I still love you. You mean old thing…” I was trying to convince myself that I still loved Alicia more than the lupine writing her precious ‘minority report’. I took a hot shower but that didn’t help much, it only got Velvet’s hot sticky sweat and cum off me.
     I wished I had a time machine like in the movie, so I wouldn’t feel so guilty telling my love I loved her. But some would say this is why you have to be completely faithful. How could I do that though? I was up against someone that had pure sunshine in his rear, and every time we met he forced me to bend him over and have my way with him. Maybe I would try and make things right, without ever telling my love my secret. White velvet would just fade away into the night if I made my love the best woman in the world. I snuck into the bedroom and dried myself there then crawled into bed naked after, waiting for when my sweetie was tired of crunching numbers. She ambled in three hours later rubbing her eyes. Instantly after she wrapped herself under the covers I grabbed one of her modest breasts. “Oh sweetie… You know what we haven’t done in a while…” I whispered in her ear “Sleep this close together? Oh… Don’t even think about it… I’m exhausted.” She said trying to push my hand off, “Besides we screw tomorrow night… Remember?” she quickly turned off and went to sleep “Yea. Goodnight. You mean old thing…” I repeated to an already snoring wolfess my hand still on her bust. Maybe I’d try to tell her tomorrow. Yea… that’s it. I’ll tell her everything tomorrow. Right now It was late, and I was exhausted too…