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Chronic

As Nick walks, he displays his agitation in different ways that he doesn't notice. His ears are folded, his tail twitches, his brows are pinched, and he growls quietly, almost inaudible.

But the other mammals notice. They feel his presence and move out of the way. Their eyes follow the Fox as he moves, sensing that he is dangerous.

He dips around a corner between two stores and waits. Twenty or so seconds pass and he sees Judy pass by, no doubt looking for him. Wait ten more seconds and he reemerges onto the street and looks back toward where he and Judy had came from and watches the entrance of the restaurant.

Waiting. Watching.

He spots Agnes as she exits some time later, she probably finished her food before leaving.

He follows her.

Quietly, as to not alert his target.

Dropping to all fours, he was swift and efficient, no step wasted. Eyes analyze the surroundings, staying out of sight of anything or anyone.

He begins the stalk.

He follows her unnoticed for some time, must be fifteen minutes or so until she wanders into a secluded area. No living thing nearby as far as he could tell, he takes deep breath through his nose to search for any fresh scent other than hers.

Nothing.

His phone vibrates in his pocket. He ignores it and the message goes unseen.

His growl raises in volume and he steps into the open.

Agnes heard the growl and freezes. Her tail drops down between her legs and she hunched over, ears fold and she lets out a whine involuntarily. The growls come from behind her and she feels her her blood drains from her face. She didn't hear any pawsteps.

"I don't know where you get the nerve."

It's Nick!

She begins to turn her head when the growls increase in intensity and a wave of dread courses through her.

"What do you want! Why do you insist on following me and my Mate?!"

"I told you, we ju-"

Nick snarls "NO LIES!"

"I-I-I'm n-not lying." Agnes manages to stutter out.

Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies! LIES! LIES! LIES! LIES!

His rage is barely contained, he bares his teeth, he snarls and growls, his eyes are dilated and he sees red. He can barely hold himself back from attacking the threat that is in front of him.

He sees a danger to his Mate and himself. She will bring unwanted attention to them. She will bring them ruin, and it's not just her. It's her, Kris, Kylie, and everyone else who will bring them back.

She is still facing away from him. But her eyes look over her shoulder and is staring at him with wide eyes. And is terrified by what she sees.

She sees a savage.

He fights to stand up on two paws. He growls and locks eyes with her. She immediately looks away, afraid that he will take it as a challenge.

"I don't care where you go, or what you do. But I never want to hear from you again. Not you or any of the others. I will not tell you again." Agnes looks back at where he was and sighs.

He's gone.

She tries to move, but her knees give out and she falls. She feels a dampness in her pants.

She wet herself.

She leans her head back and lets out a stuttering breath. She can't do this anymore, he won't hear her out and she can't face him again.

She sobs as she falls to the floor. She feel like she just escaped death and it took years off her lifespan instead.

Nick hides and is slumped against a wall. What's going on? He can't hold himself together and lets out a choked cry.

His mind is a mess and he can't think straight. He's confused and his senses are being overloaded. He smells too much, he hears too much, it's too bright and his eyes hurt.

His phone vibrates. Another message.

He can't keep his eyes open, they're just so heavy and it's really bright. They might feel better if he just closed them real quick. He blinks, quick to close and slow to open, but he doesn't care. He closes his eyes again but this time when his eyes open, it's dark out.

What was he doing? He doesn't know, but right now he needs to get to his den. He can't stay out right now, and he needs to find his Mate.

Judy is well beyond mad. She fuming, ballistic, any other fitting word. Seven messages and five hour later. Still no word from him. She kept giving out parking ticket as an excuse to search for Nick, when she couldn't find him, she went back to the precinct to clock out then headed home about an hour ago and was now walking in the building.

Her teeth grind in annoyance. All this stress is giving her a headache. Her ears show her agitation as they are pointing backwards, and she mutters under her breath when her vision starts to blur.

She stops and shakes her head. She has to place her paw on the wall to stop herself from falling.

Okay, she really needs to get inside the apartment now.

As she heads toward the stairs, she stumbles over her own feet. She sways back and forth, her spinning vision is the least of her problems. Her mind is foggy and the sounds around her are overwhelming. Her headache is absolutely horrible.

When she finally makes it to her door, she can't get the key in the lock. Her paw is shaking and she gets frustrated with herself.

She eventually gets in and she makes her way to the bedroom. She strips down to her underwear and flops down onto her bed and her eyes droop. Today must've taken a bigger toll on her than she thought. She mind fades to white as she allows herself to sleep. She'll feel better after catching some Z's.

She didn't close her door all the way.

Nick knows this place. He doesn't remember how he knows this place, or when he was last here. But he knows that he needs to go this way.

It's dark out right now, so he can move without being seen.

There.

His nose catches her scent.

Follow it.

He looks around, and sees that there is no animal in sight. Darting through an open door, he follows her scent.

As he climbs a narrow passageway, he catches the scent of two mammals, then he catches the noise they're making. He scrambles for a hiding place and sits himself behind the wall where they are coming from.

As they pass, they seem to bicker with each other, which is odd considering that they're herd animals. They're oblivious to his presence and he wants to keep it that way.

They disappear from sight and he waits a bit before he is comfortable enough to continue moving.

He's close.

He slows down and he searches. The scent is getting stronger.

There.

He noses his way through the slim opening heads toward the source of the scent. It's a bit different than what he remembered, kinda earthy and a lot sweeter, but it's definitely her's

He finds her sleeping, but it's not resting. She shifts, she twists, and she turns.

He hops up next to her and whines. He begins to groom her, licking along her neck, back of her head, and her ears. She tastes different, it's kinda addictive, he can't get enough. His Mate calms into a peaceful slumber and he lies next to her, wrapping himself around her and covers the both of them with his tail.

He'll protect her not only from physical threats, and from the mental ones as well.

He grooms her as she sleeps. She chirrs and presses against him. His chest swells with pride as his Mate finds comfort in him.

He is full of energy, and he can't tell why. Maybe it's because he slept not too long ago. It doesn't matter, because he is going to stay awake and watch over her while she slumbered.

It's almost dusk when Judy wakes. She struggles to open her eyes, why is she waking so early? She feels her nest shift, and realizes that her Mate is curled around her. His eyes are closed but he is clearly awake, his ears shift to and fro, searching for anything that might disturb them. How long has he been awake?

She stretches and yawns, her eyes fixated on the todd in her nest, roaming his physique.

Strong and lithe.

Such a fine male.

The warmth in her navel is growing and her scent spikes. It'll be best if she stays with her Mate, he can relieve her heat. Judy releases more pheromones in preparation.

She licks his throat and underside of his muzzle, and tension in his body dissipates. His tail slowly wags as she grooms him and they exchange their scents. He curls up tighter and nuzzles his doe, keeping her close to him just to feel her heartbeat, to listen to her breathing. His rumbles grows as his contentment grows.

His nose catches her scent spike and recognizes the changes to her scent now that he is in the immediate vicinity of the source.

It's the scent of her heat.

He begins to nip her ears and neck, marks and nudges her. The tip of his member pokes through his sheathe when he noticed that he has the things on again.

No.. not things.. Clothes.

Don't rip them.

He carefully kicks and pulls at them. It takes longer than he likes but he manages to remove them without damage. Judy has no such restraint, instead, she ripped right through her own clothes in her excitement.

She just wants her Mate to mount her, and her body is responding to those desires. It's driving the two of them into a frenzy. Judy's scent is enticing Nick which causes him to nip and nuzzle her, which causes Judy to get excited, restarting the cycle.

She rolls from her side onto her stomach and raises her hips. Her tail sticks up and shakes in anticipation.

He watches her, her behind is in his view and it's leaking her excitement. He presses his nose against her slit and breathes in deep, it's strong odor is inviting and he cannot resist. He licks from her nub to the base of her tail.

Judy shudders as he does this repeatedly. She is unbearably warm, she pants as she feels his tongue lap at her folds and presses back into it as it's the only thing that will give her relief. She squeaks out in surprise as the wet appendage slithers it's way into her.

Nick leaves nothing unattended. He was thorough and relentless. When he found a spot that made his mate spasm, he focused his efforts on it. She's getting wetter but it doesn't help when she's also getting tighter. It's a vice that grips his tongue with an incredible amount of pressure, it gets to the point where his tongue is starting to get numb.

He withdraws his tongue and begins to lap at her labia again. His tongue is wide enough to cover everything with a single pass. Her lips are puffy and red, a sight which is normally viewed as obscene is only natural.

His mate is very vocal with her appreciation of his administrations. Her body is barely being held up by her unsteady legs, her eyes are closed, and her arms have given out already leaving her head planted on her nest. She's panting and her tail is shaking and he can tell that she is close. Doubling his effort, he draws swirling patterns with his tongue. His loving administrations brings her to the edge and pushes her off. The lack of respite made her moan breathless. Once he pulled away, he has the pleasure of seeing her contract around nothing.

Being so close to her scent and tasting her has left him in a state where he is focusing on one thing, and one thing only.

Breed.

He grabs her hips with his paws and climbs over her, he lined himself up with her snatch. With her being held securely in his paws, he presses the tip against her, he feels her pulsate and spasm. Her tail is shaking side to side, brushing his navel. He cannot hold himself back and he thrusts himself straight to the knot.

She squeals as she feels herself spread open for her mate. She tightens and twitches, her climax is renewed from him entering. Nick yowls as she tightens up around him. She grips him so hard that he may as well have knotted her.

He licks her neck and nibbles her ears, hoping to get her to relax. It's so warm, so welcoming. He waits until she loosens up enough to allow him to begin moving.

He begins with steady shallow thrusts, savoring her to give her a bit more time to get used to him. When she finally stops spasming and she opens her eyes and looks over her shoulder, he sees the lust and desire in her eyes. He grabs her neck in his jaws, firm enough to hold her, but not enough to break skin or bruise.

He widens his stance and he thrusts harder and faster.

She sees stars and feels lightening course through her. She feels him hammering away at her, trying to reach the deepest parts of her and she arches her back and presses herself against him to give him better access. The feeling of his teeth on her is arousing, knowing that it's his way of telling her she that she is his and no one else's. Just how he holds life between his jaws, he also holds her heart. His jaws stops her from going anywhere, not that she wants to. His paws pull her on her hips to bring her closer. His length is almost too wide for her and she loves it.

The smells of their Mating session cloud the room. The pheromones coagulate into a murky haze. Right now, it's only the two of them. Nothing else matters, no one else matters. Lost in each other and they wouldn't have it any other way.

They both have the need to breed, and they both intend to fulfill that deed.

Her inner muscles grip and massage him. Milking him for what she wants, what she needs, and it's driving him crazy. The muffled sound of fur slapping fur fill the den. His yips, yowls, growls, and rumbles mix with her squeaks and chirrs. He closes his eyes, and focuses on the sensation that surrounds him. He hears her squeaks get more frantic and feels her getting tighter. He knows that she is getting close and so is he.

His grip on her hips are iron and he loses his rhythm, instead he pounds away at her with a renewed vigor and strength. His Mate now lays limp in his grip as she can't hold herself up anymore, resigning herself to laying still as he pounds into her. With an almighty thrust, he knots her and they both explode. She tightens up again but this time he is knot deep and she milks him dry. His knot locks them together and seals her slit, the extra length of his knot makes his tip nestle against her cervix. The moment he pours out his seed, her heat is satisfied and rewards her for listening.

They cry out in ecstasy.

With their energy spent, they fall asleep while still knotted together.