The Unplanned Detour - Chapter 23
Warning: This is the wedding chapter, so of course there will be lemons. Many, many lemons.
Dylan was extremely nervous, much to Nick and Rick's amusement. Even though he and Zoe were already mated, this was something that was exceedingly close to the same ceremony that he would go through back on Earth. Dylan swore his collar was too tight and his feet hurt. Unknown to Dylan, Rick had switched his shoes and he was wearing them on the wrong feet.
Nick adopted the air of an experienced husband, while Rick just kept cracking jokes and making inuendo's until Dylan, a little irritated, remarked about how it was going to be Rick's turn soon. The implication was enough to tame Rick's exuberance.
Dylan was standing on the dais with Rick sitting on his right shoulder and Nick standing on his left side. Dylan was nervously shifting his weight back and forth and Rick had to ask him to stop since he was getting motion sickness.
The Priestess of Hera, also known as Mrs. Otterton, walked out to the dais and climbed the stairs to the platform where she could be seen by the guests. He had met the otter at the rehearsal dinner and had immediately liked her. She was sweet and full of humor. He was startled when he found out that her husband had been one of the mammals turned savage due to Bellwether's plan.
"Be calm Dylan, it will all be over in less than 15 minutes."
"I'm nervous my Lady, but also excited."
"As it should be." She stated with a small grin. Dylan was sure she was laughing at him on the inside.
A large bell was struck, the sound reverberating throughout the temple. Everyone turned in their seats to look to the back of the hall when the bell was struck again, signaling the doors there opening. Dylan saw Zoe standing there in her pale blue wedding dress. The bell struck again and Robert began the slow process of escorting his daughter down the aisle to the mammal waiting for her.
Dylan would have been surprised at the number of guests present, but he had other things on his mind and, once he caught sight of his mate, he had eyes for nothing else. Dylan began to see spots in front of his eyes before Rick tapped him on the back of his head.
"Breathe Dylan, Breathe!"
Dylan drew in a large, much needed breath. Rich laughed softly, while Nick and the Priestess chuckled. His vision cleared and he could see the slight smile Zoe had on her muzzle. Before he knew it, Zoe and her father were right there in front of him. Robert took Zoe's paw and placed it in Dylan's hand before placing his paw over both of theirs.
He looked at Dylan and said "Dylan, I give my daughter to you knowing that you will love and care for her. I can't think of another mammal who deserves her more."
"Thank you Robert, you know that I will." Dylan affirmed, nodding.
Robert clapped him on the shoulder, kissed Zoe on the cheek, and then sat next to his wife in the front row with the rest of the family.
Mrs. Otterton raised her arms and the bell tolled again. "Family and guests, welcome. We have gathered here to join these two mammals, Dylan Ambrose and Zoe Loper in marriage before both mammals and the gods. As a Priestess of Hera, goddess of marriage, it is my privilege to bind them. At this time I am to announce that Zoe Loper has declared to me that she desires to give herself to Dylan by taking the Old Oath using the Ancient Rites."
This caused a stir among the wedding guests making Dylan curious by what that meant. His confusion increased when Zoe knelt before him, lowered her gaze to Dylan's feet, crossed her wrists, and held them up to him.
"I come to you pure in mind, pure in spirit, pure in body, and it is with pure intent that I give myself to you."
The priestess of Hera handed a thin, braided white cord to Dylan and told him to wind it around Zoe's crossed wrists. Confused, Dylan hesitated until Rick whispered in his ear. "Dylan, you have to do this or you'll humiliate her."
Dylan glanced down at Nick, who nodded solemnly. Not wanting to cause his mate any harm, Dylan wrapped the cord around Zoe's wrists. He could see an infinitesimal relaxing of Zoe's body posture as he did so.
"I bind myself to you and to no other, not even death will break my pledge."
Dylan was handed a braided blue cord and, with no further promptings, wrapped it around Zoe's wrists.
"I give you my eternal love without reservations, whatever you wish of me I give to you. I will serve you, your needs, and your desires."
Dylan wrapped a braided red cord around his mates paws.
"I bind my spirit to yours, to always follow where you lead. This I swear until the end of time. So mote it be."
A purple cord joined the others. As soon as Dylan had wrapped the final cord, the assembled guests and the wedding party said, in unison, "So mote it be."
He wasn't sure if it was part of the ceremony or not, but he took Zoe's bound paws and lifted her so that she was standing before him. He gazed into her eyes and saw nothing but love there. What had just happened he didn't know, but he would find out.
The priestess continued "As Zoe has given Dylan the Old Oath, and as Dylan has accepted, I hereby bless this marriage in the name of the gods. So mote it be!"
"So mote it be!" Everyone save Dylan and Zoe shouted.
This part Dylan knew about. He cupped Zoe's muzzle and kissed his wife. Zoe passionately kissed him back. Zoe had been nervous when she sprung her surprise on Dylan. She felt herself shaking as she knelt before him as required for the Old Oath. Dylan didn't know it yet, but he would now be in charge of her life. When Dylan didn't follow the priestesses prompts right away, Zoe became scared. But, when he did, she felt both relieved and elated. When her oath was over and Dylan lifted her, she could see the questioning look on his face. She would have to explain it to him the first chance she got.
oooOOOooo
Dylan and Zoe were riding close together in the back of a limo, courtesy of Robert, on their way to the reception. Zoe, who'd ridden in limo's several times due to her dad selling them, made sure the tinted window between the driver and the passenger compartment was closed, ensuring them privacy.
Following a heated kiss after they had climbed in and the door had closed, Dylan gazed at Zoe with love and affection while still asking the question that had been preying on his mind.
"Zoe, my Love, my Mate, my Wife, will you please tell me what just happened?"
Zoe took a deep breath before answering. "Love, please don't be mad at me. What I've done is bind myself to you forever."
"I kinda got that from the phrasing, but I don't know what it means." Dylan said in exasperation.
Zoe shrank in on herself a little until Dylan cupped her muzzle and kissed her.
"Husband, a marriage can end in divorce, a mating bond can be broken, but a binding using the Ancient Rites is unbreakable. The white cord represents purity and means that I took the Old Oath of my own volition. The blue cord represents fidelity and that I will never cheat on you. If you cast me aside I will never seek another to take your place."
"That will never happen!" Dylan insisted.
Zoe smiled and kissed him, laying her muzzle next to his cheek for a few seconds before pulling away and continuing.
"The red cord represents love and passion. My oath here means that I will never deny you anything you want, no matter what it is. The purple cord represents the spirit and it means that I am yours forever, no matter what. We are truely soulmates."
Zoe watched Dylan as he thought over what she had told him. While not always on top of things as far as relationships went, he was able to slowly work his way through her oath.
"So let me get this straight. In short, you have to do whatever I want you to do?"
Zoe nodded as she looked at him.
"If you told me to quit being a resident and become a home wife, I would. Your word is my command."
Dylan was shocked. "I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with this."
Zoe hung her head and felt like crying. Dylan held her and told her he was sorry. He remembered reading about BDSM and asked her if that's what she meant. She explained that she'd be happy with that. If he wanted her to stay home and take care of the house she would do that too.
"But you want to be a doctor. What about the things you want?"
"If you don't mind it, I would love to continue training to be a doctor."
"Of course I want you to be a doctor! I want you to do the things that make you happy."
Zoe grinned and stroked his cheek with her paw.
"And I want to do the things that make you happy!" Dylan kissed her and said "Baby, you've already been doing an excellent job of that! I don't really see anything changing in our relationship."
Zoe leaned in closer to her husband and whispered in his ear.
"Well, you could order me to give you a blowjob right now if you want. I may have to rush it though because we should be arriving at the restaurant soon."
Dylan felt his dick begin to harden "Gods girl, you're going to have me limping in to our reception dinner in front of all the mammals there!"
Zoe giggled. "Well, then they can be jealous of what I have. I already know two mammals that wish they had you."
Dylan looked incredulous. "Seriously? Who?"
"One you already know."
Dylan heard her giggling when she said it. Dylan went with his first thought "Tara?!"
"Yes."
"She still has a crush on me?"
"Love, I think that the crush has slipped into a deeper state of affection for you."
"Gods! She's too young! And I'm not in love with her, I'm in love with you!"
Zoe shrugged "No one knows what the future holds Husband." "
I'm kinda weirded out that you seem to be throwing your sister at me."
"I'm just saying that, now that I'm bound to you in this way, I have something that no one can take away from me. And, in the future, you may wish to pursue others."
Dylan laid his head back against the seat and sighed.
"This is going to take some getting used to. Who's the other one?"
Zoe giggled again. "Amanda. She asked me if I'd share."
Dylan's jaw dropped as the car stopped. He was able to pick it back up just before the door opened. Zoe was giggling the entire time. Without intending to, Dylan saw Amanda before she took her seat and couldn't look away, Zoe's words coming back to him. Amanda gave Dylan a direct look with a half smile, and then winked at him, causing Dylan to jerk his head back involuntarily.
The dinner was amazing. Both Dylan and Zoe had the Lobster with the Chardonnay. After the toasts and the presents, the newlyweds once again found themselves in the back of the limo, on their way to a two week honeymoon on Outback Island, courtesy of Robert.
Warning: Lemon start
Dylan cursed at having still having to wear the sling. A cast wouldn't be all that cumbersome, but the sling? It was a ball buster, he couldn't do all the things he wanted to. Especially when he and Zoe began making out in the limo. With having so much room, it was still awkward. Dylan finally growled and, grabbing Zoe by the back of the neck, pushed her muzzle down to his crotch. She playfully nipped the area as she worked him out of his pants and then took his length into her muzzle. Dylan moaned and lay his head back enjoying Zoe's ministrations, promising himself that he'd return the favor.
Dylan had no sooner tipped the porter for bringing up their luggage and closed the door, when he heard the sound of rustling clothing. Turning, he saw Zoe standing naked amid her very expensive wedding dress which now lay on the floor. Dylan sucked in a deep breath, no matter how many times he saw Zoe, clothed or naked, the sight of her just took his breath away.
Zoe walked up to him, letting her hips sway slightly. Staring him in the eyes, she slowly undressed him. Once again, Dylan cursed the fates that forced him to have only one working arm on his honeymoon. When Zoe started unbuckling his belt, he hissed and his hand shot out, roughly grabbing her by her ruff. She gasped and, when she did, he slammed his mouth onto hers.
Zoe was shaking in both anticipation and need during Dylan's passionate kiss, especially her paws as she was having trouble undoing her husband's pants. She barely gotten them loosened when Dylan started bucking his hips against her. Somehow, someway, she was able to remove the last of Dylan's clothing. She grasped his hardness in both paws and felt his shaft slide between them as he continued to thrust.
Simultaneously ceasing the kiss and the thrusting, Dylan growled as he forced Zoe to quickstep backwards until her thighs hit the edge of the bed and she fell backwards. Dylan was on her instantly, letting go of her ruff in favor of the hand seeking out Zoe's breasts and giving them vigorous attention as he nuzzled and nipped at her neck.
"G... gods!" Zoe gasped out, her paws caressing his scalp and back. Her legs were up in the air, spread, and shaking like leaves in the wind. When Dylan was rough like this, she couldn't help herself. She lay her left foot on Dylan's right shoulder, but she couldn't do it with her right foot, not with Dylan's injury.
With another growl that sent a delightful tingle directly to her clit, Dylan grabbed her foot and firmly placed it in the juncture of his shoulder and neck. That Zoe's foot was there hurt a little, but Dylan was beyond caring. He began to slide slowly down Zoe's body, kissing and nipping as he went. When he arrived at her breasts, he began to use his mouth there as his good hand traveled even further south.
Even before touching her most private part, he could feel how excited she was. Dylan didn't really decide to do it, being guided by his emotions, desires, and needs, but he gathered her juices on his first two fingers and lubed her back entrance like he'd done before. Zoe started whining and humping her hips.
Dylan worked himself down further until he was on his knees, his face inches from the juncture of her thighs. As he ran his tongue up between her outer lips, he slipped his finger into her tight rear entrance. Zoe started gasping and mewling, her paw grasping the back of his head, and the bucking of her hips increasing in tempo. Moving his finger and his tongue at the same time, he could feel Zoe's legs begin shaking even harder.
When his tongue hit her pleasure button, he slid in a second finger and Zoe came undone. She shrieked his name as her paw pushed his face hard against her core and she came. Dylan loved the way his wife tasted and kept doing the same thing. The next time she came, he inserted a third finger, causing Zoe's orgasm to intensify right in the middle of screaming Dylan's name again.
"DYL... LAAAAANNNNNN!"
While Zoe was still riding the waves of pleasure he'd given her, Dylan stood and adjusted himself. Her feet still on his shoulders, he ignored the pain in his left one as he leaned forward, causing Zoe to bow nearly in half. Dylan slid himself into her and thrust about a dozen times, tipping Zoe into another orgasm. Sliding out, he turned her over and placed his penis against her back hole and began working himself into her.
Dylan could hear Zoe start whining in pain and he would stop, just like he had for her other first time. Zoe grew aware of his activities and tried to raise her tail even higher to give him better access. It hurt a bit worse than her first time, but, thankfully, without the tearing sensation. She could feel him slowly sliding into her as she tried to keep taking deep breaths. Even though it hurt, she was happy that Dylan was taking her the way he wanted.
Keeping a small part of his awareness on Zoe, the rest of Dylan was reveling in the feeling of her wrapped around his shaft. Giving his beast side it's wish, he started thrusting harder and faster. Zoe would make little 'eeep' sounds when he thrust into her, which he found stroked his ego. He was going to see how far Zoe would go and let loose. He began pounding her hard and the only response he got from Zoe was her eyes rolling back in her head again and her stopping the 'eeep's'.
Instead, she started gurgling. Yeah, this position, this position he really liked, and it seemed, so did Zoe. Dylan had always enjoyed anal. Maybe it was doing something different, maybe it was the feeling of his wife submitting to him and letting him have her in this way, he didn't know. Dylan could feel himself sinking deeper and deeper into the sensations, losing that last, tiny, part of himself as he did so. He again felt the same, intense orgasm as he slammed into his wife one final time before releasing inside of her.
Like the last time, Dylan straightened her out and lay next to her, pulling his heavily panting wife to him with his good arm. His shoulder had a steady, dull throb but he didn't care. He felt weirdly accomplished in that he'd had his wife in every way possible and she seemed okay with it. When Zoe's paw began to caress his stomach and thighs, Dylan knew she was back to herself.
"Are you okay Beautiful?" He asked, hoping that she was. He was also hoping she wouldn't mind doing it again at some point.
"Gods, that was amazing!"
"So you enjoyed it?"
"Not at first. Even though you prepped me, it still hurt a lot when you put it in. But after a while, it started feeling good, then very good. When you started doing it harder, I started cumming. I didn't think I would do that, but I did! Then I had the wonderful feeling of coming down from that high to find myself in your arms again."
"Soooo, you wouldn't mind doing it again?" He questioned.
Zoe sighed, evidently she hadn't been clear in her explanation or he was being his normal, obtuse self relationship wise.
"Love, remember? I bound myself to you using the Old Oath. I can't refuse you anything you want. Even if I hated doing anal, it wouldn't matter. If you wanted it you could take it. Fortunately for us both it's something that I seem to enjoy, so if you want to, we could, whenever you want."
Dylan felt himself stirring at the thought.
"Anything I want to do?"
He asked, pushing the limits.
"Whatever you want to do."
"Okay, I get that part. But Baby, I wouldn't feel right unless it was something you agreed to as well."
"However you want it to be Love. My life is in your hands now. If you want, I could suggest things from time to time that I think you might find interesting."
Dylan had to grin "Yeah, I'd like that. I've always enjoyed experimenting."
oooOOOooo
It was later, after they'd used the ensuite to clean up, that they started unpacking, laying things on the bed before putting them away in the dressers provided. It was when Zoe started unpacking one of her suitcases that Dylan froze, shocked at what Zoe was pulling out of it. A couple of coils of braided rope, wrist and ankle cuffs, a muzzle, a canine dildo that was several sizes smaller than Dylan, what looked like a harness, a large flogger, several tubes of lube, and a rubber coated paddle. Dylan knew BDSM gear when he saw it, he was just surprised Zoe had any.
"Uh, Zoe? Love? Where did you get those things?"
Zoe blushed a little even though she had intended to try and shock Dylan with what she had "I may have gone... shopping... with Amanda. She does love her sex."
A switch flicked on inside of Dylan and his beast side walked out. He strode around to her side of the bed. She turned to face him as he walked up to her, her body beginning to respond to him already due to the stance he was in. She looked into his eyes, which were dark with desire. Without him forcing her to, or her even being ordered to do so, she turned and bent over the bed, her right paw moving the canine dildo out from under her muzzle.
Dylan's lust peaked as Zoe offered herself to him. He didn't even wait for her to be ready for him, instead just grabbed her tail and yanked as he buried himself in her in one long thrust. The sound of her crying out in both pleasure and pain sealed her fate as he immediately started pounding into her semi-lubricated entrance. He wasn't thinking in words, just impressions. And one impression was that he wanted this sling off so that he could do this in different positions.
They had to repeat their trip to the ensuite, but both felt it was well worth having to do so. After putting everything away, they opted to eat in their room that night after such a full day and all the activities that resulted. When they went to bed afterwards, both of them exhausted, they still found the energy to make love one more time, Zoe riding Dylan again until they collapsed.
oooOOOooo
They spent the next day at the beach, wading in the water, boating, and laying in the sun together, paw in paw. The well trained hotel staff was very attentive in ensuring their drinks were never empty, yet never seemed to be intruding. They walked a few of the trails, enjoying the scenery, and even managed to watch a movie called The Greatest Show Mammal.
That evening, after they'd returned to their suite, Dylan shut and quickly locked the door before pressing Zoe up against the wall with his body. He slammed his mouth onto Zoe's before doing his best to undress her one handed. Zoe happily helped him get her out of her clothes and then helped him do the same.
Dylan grabbed her left leg and, holding it high, sank himself into her already soaked opening. Zoe's other leg wrapped around his waist as her paws began to stroke his back and head. He began to bite her on the neck as he slammed his length into her as hard as he could. Between his body pressed against her and her leg wrapped around his waist, Zoe was trapped against the wall unable to move. She couldn't help crying out as he plowed her, only able to articulate 'oh's', 'ah's', grunts and moans. She screamed out Dylan's name several times when he hit womb particularly hard, making her cum.
Unknown to the two lovers, a polar bear and his new wife were just entering their own suite next door and had no problem hearing Zoe's cry's of ectasy. They grinned at each other, eager to get in their room and make each other cry in a similar fashion.
End Lemon.
The staff had restocked the room with fresh linens and such, which the lovers now needed... again. Afterwards, Dylan guided Zoe back to the bed where he had her lay on her back while he knelt on the floor again. He played with her breasts, stroking and pinching her nipples, as well as rolling them between his thumb and finger.
While involved in that, he began to taste his wife over and over as she squirmed and bucked her hips, her thighs squeezing his head when she came. Dylan had intended to do this for hours and he fulfilled his goal. When he was ready, he entered her and made love to her gently.
A long while later, the mates were dressed and headed downstairs to the dining room where they enjoyed an appetizer of jalapeno beetle poppers, which Zoe specifically asked for, causing Dylan's eyebrow to raise. Normally, Zoe didn't like spicy foods. After an entree of grouper sandwiches, fries, and sodas instead of alcohol, they retired to their suite where they made love again.
Dylan was laying in bed on his back with his hand gripping Zoe's on her upper right arm. Zoe lay on her side facing him with her arm thrown over Dylan's stomach and her right leg laying atop his. If he wanted to, if he could, all he had to do was roll over and he'd be atop her.
That thought was tickling gently in his mind when Zoe suddenly threw his arm off of her, jumped up, and raced into the bathroom. Dylan was startled to say the least, this wasn't like Zoe. Rapidly waking up, he had just started jogging to the bathroom when he heard a 'Bleurgh' followed by spitting sounds.
Dylan got into the bathroom just in time for Zoe, who was kneeling in front of the toilet, to throw up again. Dylan was thoroughly confused, they'd both eaten the same thing last night. Maybe she was having a reaction to the beetle poppers?
He grabbed a wash cloth and soaked it in cool water and knelt down beside Zoe. She looked so miserable.
"Baby? What's wrong? Do you need to see a doctor?" Dylan asked as he used the wash cloth to clean her muzzle and flush the toilet. Hopefully, the lessing of the scent of the vomitus would help keep Zoe from doing it anymore.
"No." Zoe groaned out as she brought up some more of last night's dinner, "I don't think so."
"Then why are you throwing up?"
Dylan was very concerned about his wife. He hated that something was going on with her and he couldn't help.
"Ugh. I'm not sure yet." 'Bleurgh' "I'll have to check something..." 'Bleurgh' "first."
Still greatly concerned, Dylan asked her in a slightly different way, "Then what's wrong Baby? I'm freaking out here!"
Zoe looked at him, once again he was proving to be a bit dense for a genius.
"My love, if I'm right, it's perfectly natural for me to be throwing up at this time."
Dylan's mind began to rapidly sift through everything he'd just been told and what he knew.
Dit... Dit... Dit... DING!
"Are you trying to tell me that you're..." Dylan started to say.
"Pregnant." Zoe interjected. Then her eyes flew open and she exclaimed "I swear, there's been no one other than you!"
Dylan comforted Zoe by wiping the remnants of her vomit off of her muzzle and assured her, "Baby, I know you wouldn't do that to me, please don't think that I don't believe you. It's just... pregnant! How? I didn't think that we could..."
Then it hit him, the things he felt he should have known that just didn't seem to click at the time. Nick and Judy talking about adoption, Zoe calling him her wolf. Dylan's eyes sprang open in realization as he whispered "The mutation... I'd forgotten about that!"
Zoe was still feeling a little queasy but was able to give her mate a half grin.
"I hadn't."
She admitted. She then shrunk in on herself, wondering if he was going to get upset. After all, she hadn't consulted him about starting a family. Dylan was surprised, "You wanted to get pregnant?"
"Yes?" Zoe squeaked. "Please don't be mad. I just wanted to have a baby with you so badly."
Dylan was still in shock. A baby. With Zoe. He hadn't considered it, didn't think that it could happen. But then, he had been mutating. Dr. Reinhold, he needed to talk to Dr. Reinhold. He noticed that Zoe was still making herself small, afraid that she'd angered him. He leaned forward and wrapped his good arm around his mate, holding her close in a tight hug. He felt Zoe relax against him as she realized he wasn't mad.
"A baby." He whispered.
"At least one." Zoe whispered back.
"Praise the gods, we're going to have a baby!" Dylan exclaimed, his body suddenly filled with joy.
"We're going to have a baby." Zoe confirmed. "Well, most likely. I'll need to check. We need to go shopping."
Dylan nodded eagerly and helped his wife off the floor. He flushed the toilet again and both of them took a shower, making liberal use of the shower gel they had to fight the smell, the little fan in the ceiling making a valiant effort.
oooOOOooo
Dylan waited impatiently for Zoe to finish taking the tests. They'd gone down to the local drug store and bought three of the most accurate tests available. Hurrying back to their suite, Zoe went into the bathroom to check, letting Dylan know that he could enter if he wished to. Dylan loved his wife, but watching her pee wasn't the highest thing on his list of stuff to watch his wife do.
Dylan turned rapidly as the door to the bathroom opened to see Zoe standing there with three of the white sticks in her paw. He saw her look at him shyly as he slowly walked up to her, not wanting to startle her. She handed him the sticks and he looked down, on all three sticks were a huge '+' sign in red. Dylan looked up at Zoe and, raising his eyebrows, nodded with a smile on his face.
Still acting shy, Zoe nodded, a smile appearing on her muzzle as well. Dylan dropped the sticks and grabbed Zoe with his good arm, picking her up the best he could, and swung her around while crying, "We're going to have a baby!" before setting her down.
"At least one Love." Zoe reminded him, knowing that wolves frequently had twins.
Gazing deep into her eyes, he confirmed "At least one."
A/N: So, there you have it, the tale of Dylan and his adventures in Zootopia. For everyone who as clicked on follow and favorite, thank you for sharing this journey with me. I had a great time writing it and I hope you had a great time reading it. I will be writing an epilogue just to tie up any possible loose ends.
I'll be working on Deathtouched for the foreseeable future. As for other stories, I have several I want to do. My muse keeps pulling me between my Young Justice story, my X-men: Evolution story, and my Harry Potter one. I hadn't anticipated writing an X-men story even thought they're my favorite Marvel superhero group, but you know, the muse.
Thank you all!
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