Chapter Eight
Mr. Mild on the Streets, Mr. Wilde in the Sheets

	Back in his living room, Nick leaned back in the soft leather of his armchair finishing the last of his cigarette. He tapped it out in the ashtray before setting it aside. After he and Finnick got back from the prison, he'd decided to take the rest of the day off. A selfish choice but dealing with the old codger had taken it out of him. Now his mind was swimming from the details of the will he held in his hand. With the amusement park falling apart, the bills piling up, and a pile of loans he still hadn't paid back, the revelation of the will couldn't have come at a better time.
	The door opened and Honey stepped inside. She looked tired and ragged from whatever she'd been up too while he was out. He watch as she reached back to rub her neck. Motor oil smeared here and there all over her body. Obviously, the octopus ride got the better of her. When she saw Nick sitting in the chair a smile came to her lips. Where she found the strength to smile for him was a mystery but one that he was glad of.
	“Oh sweetie, I didn't think you'd be home until late. It's so nice to see you.” Honey voice was only a whisper as if it was all she had the strength for.
	The sincerity in her words made the fox smile. “It's nice to see you too, Honey.”
	“You would not believe the day I've had.”
	“Why don't you tell me all about it. I'll start the shower for you.”
	Honey paused for a moment looking at the fox. Her lime green eyes studying his face in a semblance of disbelief. Nick snorted and looked over his shoulder as if she were staring at something that was behind him. When he looked back at her he made a questioning 'what' motion. Honey walked over and touched her hand to his forehead as if she were checking his temperature.
	“What?” This time the question was audible.
	“I'm just wondering what happened to my Nick. It's like you're glowing.”
	“Glowing...you know what, you're glowing...” Nick tried to stop himself.
	You're glowing. A simple phrase that Nick had wanted to utter to her since they started trying to have a baby. If she were truly glowing then that might mean something else, something magical. Honey's smile faltered but didn't vanish entirely. He could tell that she knew it was an unintentional slip. Nick took her hand leading her to the bathroom. It was clear that if Nick didn't change the subject this happy moment would be lost.
	“Tell me all about your day, sweetie.”
	“Well, the octopus ride is toast for now. The motor's shot and Hex doesn't have what he needs to build another one. I asked the scrapyard guy if he could send another shipment and he said the other check hasn't cleared yet.”
	Nick turned the light on before tending to the shower. “Damn, I meant to take care of that today. I'm sorry.”
	“It's alright, I told him it was a problem with our bank and I'd call them in the morning to get it sorted out.”
	Nick ran his fingers up her body pulling the dirty pink tank-top up over her head. Sweat permeated the badger's fur giving her a musky scent. It didn't bother Nick much, but he could see the red tint sinking into her cheeks. Her sports bra was sweat stained and somehow she'd managed to get a large grease stain across the front of it. When he reached to take it off she swatted at him.
	“Stop that...I can do it.”
	Nick chuckled and held her hands. “Honey?”
	“I'm all stinky.”
	“And I love it.” Nick moved in and kissed her lips, the unctuous smell of motor oil was thick the closer he got.
	Honey giggled and pushed him away. “Seriously...I've had a shit day and you're being all cute, what gives?”
	“No no, we're not talking about me. I want to hear more about your day.” Nick unbuttoned her jeans helping them over her hips.
	Reluctantly, she started talking again. “Gideon said the fan in the convection oven was going out. Pearl's having some trouble with the security room radio. It's not broadcasting to the outer speakers-”
	Honey stopped talking when Nick pushed her sports bra up over her head. “-and on my way home, Lavender stopped to tell me that the plumbing in the men's room at the adult movie house won't unclog. I called a plumber, she should be out day after tomorrow to fix it, until then no men's room.”
	“We'll just make the women's room unisex. I'll be fine.” Nick kissed her again, this time it was deeper.
	Honey grunted into his mouth and gave him another soft push. “Listen, Nick, I know I promised you a really good romp earlier today but honey, I'm dead tired.”
	“Oh, I understand. Just take a look at this real quick.”
	Nick pulled the paper from his pocket and held it out to her. She let out a sigh, rolling her eyes as she gave it a once over. At first she didn't seem at all interested in it. She'd never met Mr. Bart but knew he was crooked and capable of doing terrible things. The further down she read the wider her eyes grew until she got to the most exciting part. Honey looked at him and then back to the paper again.
	“Is this for real?”
	“Yep, we only have to tread water for a little while longer and then we'll take care of everything. Just think about it. We'll be able to take care of more kids.”
	“And our kid.” Honey looked down at the paper as if it were a long-lost treasure.
	“Most definitely.”
	Honey wrapped her arms around his neck pushing him back against the sink hard enough to make the fox grunt. She kissed his lips desperately prying at the buttons of his dress shirt. Nick let her peel the shirt from his body as it fell into the sink. Honey pulled away giving him the look, one fang creasing her bottom lip just the way he like he liked.
	“Wanna shower with me?”
	“Oh, I see your BT level is elevated.”
	Honey giggled and gave him a serious look. “After reading this, you bet your ass.”
	Nick unbuttoned his pants only to have Honey slap his hands away. Her hands starting to work where he'd left off. The zipper came down the same instance she pulled his pant down around his ankles. Nick took a deep breath, his fingers smearing her greasy faux hawk back. Even being as filthy as she was, she was beautiful as the first time they'd had sex. Honey let soothing breath escape her lips ruffling the fur at his neck, her dirty fingers played through the fur on his chest.
	“It's a good thing you're a millionaire, Nick.”
	“Oh?”
	Honey gripped the straps of his tank-top, she pierced the fabric with her thumb claws tearing the shirt off of him completely. Nick's tail started wagging excitedly. The badger was stronger than him physically and he loved to see her show it off. The display was even more alluring by the fact that she was also more practical than he was. There was no reason to waste perfectly good clothes, at least, not on a regular basis. With the same bravado she ripped his boxer shorts clean off. They were his favorite pair, right now, he couldn't care less. Honey's eyes slipped down to take in the sights before drifting back up to look at him.
	“I see you're BT levels are up as well.”
	“Why Miss Bouncer, you're incorrigible.”
	 Honey took Nick's hand and pulled him into the shower. The water was a little hotter than Nick liked but he didn't have time to say or do anything about it. Honey's tongue found the depth of his mouth. She pinned him against the wall, her strong hands kneading his sides. Nick wrapped his arms around her neck clinging to her as they kissed. It was amazing how fast her second wind came on. It was almost like she was possessed. She pulled away from the kiss pushing her face to his, the switch from dominance to submissive was a nice change and Nick didn't fail to pick up on her cue.
	Nick squirted soap in his hand lathering around her shoulders and up the back of her neck. Her eyes slipping closed as soft moan caught in her throat. Nick moved his fingers along her chest, cupping each of her breasts, one in each hand. A smile moved to her lips at Nick's tender attention. It lured him into a soft kiss. He scrubbed the thick fur of her armpits making her laugh and pull away.
	“You're tickling me.”
	Nick didn't stop, when he tried it forced her to turn her back to him. Nick ran his hands up her broad back following the thick white strip that ran the entire length. It drew a deep chest moan from her. She pressed her palms and head against the wall of the shower to keep from falling over. Nick flush up against her, close enough for her to feel how hard he was. His length pressed between her round  butt cheeks. He worked on washing her biceps and forearms up to her hands.
	“We haven't done this in so long.” Honey's panting voice made Nick swoon, a solid throb swept through him.
	“What? Take a shower together?”
	 “No.” Honey chuckled, wriggling her backside against his length. “Since you've mounted me.”
	Nick swallowed hard, his breath was thin in the steam. “I...like to look at your face.”
	Which was true, he loved to see her expressions while they had sex. All of the faces she made were so beautiful. Most of the time it's what got him off. On the other hand, mating her felt amazing. He never lasted long when they did it like that. There was something about the natural angle of things that made it feel so good, he assumed. Nick hadn't noticed that he'd stopped washing her back, instead, he stood there thinking about the prospect of mating her.
	“Come on, daddy. If you mate me, I'll do that thing you like.”
	Nick shivered as she called him by her pet name. “You already sold on the idea, sweetie. Now you're just spoiling me.”
	“What can I say, I love you too much to not keep you happy.”
	Nick ran his fingers up her spine. “If you want me to be happy, just keep loving me.”
	“I think I can do that...now, shut it and put a baby in me, daddy.”
	Nick closed his eyes and shuttered again. The red flesh of his pecker was sensitive to the touch, almost painfully so. He pressed the tip to her dripping slit. No matter how hot the water was, Honey was hotter by far. It didn't take much effort to spread her. At this angle and with how wet she was, he slipped right in. Once he was inside, she flexed around him. Her tight muscles capturing him, teasing him. A tingling played along his narrow tip. The feel of her heart beating through the walls of her snatch bought a gentle sigh to the fox. He wanted to enjoy this moment for a little longer.
	The moment passed and Nick started rocking his hips. Feeling her swollen depth tickle ever inch of his dick before he pushed it back inside. A grunt echoed in the small stall, it was followed by a sigh when Nick pulled out. Again he pushed back in, Honey's sweet grunt was mixed with a moan. He kneaded her hips pulling her back against him at the same speed as he thrust.
	“Mate me...” Honey's request made his knees weak.
	Nick leaned against her to stabilize himself. There were a few clumsy thrusts but once he settled into a rhythm he had her. The sound of his lap slapping against her round backside. There were a few choice words from the badger that would make him blush, if he wasn't so focused on his task. He teased her with his knot, threatening to tie them together. Once it happened, Nick knew he wouldn't last any longer. He wanted to enjoy this as much as he could.
	Honey revealed she had other plans. The badger pushed back against him as hard as she could. A desperate cry escaped Nick's lips as she forced him to tie her. Nick's cry was mirrored by her excited grunt. All of it caused the fox's his hips to buck wildly, desperately. Honey was starting to make more and more noises amidst her panting. Nick could hear her whining his name. Was she going to...?
	Nick didn't get to finish his thought before his head was filled with a flash of white, his hips arched hard against her backside, thick ribbons of white filled her. A few small pats of his lap against her cheeks milked all that he had into her. Once his initial orgasm was over. His head became clear again. It was her turn, his mind told him. He gave a heavy hip roll and then another. It was about fourth hip roll, Nick was rewarded by the badger's loud moan, it turned into a panting squeal as she pushed back against his bucking. Nick was now thankful that she pinned him against the wall or else he would have collapsed.
	“Oh god, Nick.” Honey pressed her cheek against the cool wall. “I don't know why we don't do this more often.”
	“Because I'd die.”
	Honey giggled looking back at him from over her shoulder. “I gotta say. If you didn't get me pregnant this time, it ain't happening.”
	Nick smirked and leaned down to kiss the middle of her back. “This is the worse part of mating.”
	“What?”
	“I can't lay there and look at your face until my knot goes down.”
	“Ah geez, you know what my face looks like. You don't need to see it.”
	“I always want to see your face, Honey. You know I like to watch you sleep sometimes?”
	“That's not creepy or anything.”
	“Har har, seriously, though. It gives me time to reflect on how lucky I am.”
	“How so?”
	“I can't believe you'd waste your time on a guy like me.”
	“Never thought about it that way. I mean, I've had so many guys knocking down my door all these years now.” Her sarcastic tone brought a soft huff from the fox.
	Nick ran his fingers slowly up her back. Her fur was still soapy from the slap dash job he did washing her. They stayed quiet for a long moment. Nick enjoyed feeling her slowing heartbeat around him. How nice her wet fur felt between his fingers. Honey slowly stood up pulling the fox closer to her as she leaned against the wall. The pressure around Nick's knot made him moan, gripping her hips for a few uncontrollable thrusts. Honey giggled at the faces he made.
	“Down boy.”
	“Sorry...whew. I wasn't expecting you to move like that.”
	“I had to, my legs were cramping up.”
	Nick rested his forehead between her shoulder blades. Honey reached back petting his hip. Another few moments and Nick was able to slip free. Again Honey trapped every drop of him with her hand. Nick leaned back against the wall relaxing. Honey slipped down to her knees in front of him bringing a curious look to Nick's face. It also brought a blush.
	“You don't have to.”
	Before Nick could say anything else, Honey started licking his softening cock. She Starting with the knot moving up to the tip pooling a drop of cum on the tip of her tongue. Honey promised to do the thing he loved but he didn't actually expect her to follow through with it. Watching her groom her own juices from him made his knot tight again. Neither of them paying attention to the water getting cold. She just focused on cleaning him up. Taking his modest length as deeply into her mouth as she could, giving a few lazy bobs.
	“I don't know...if I can go again.” Nick panted between strokes of her tongue over his tender flesh.
	“I'm just...” She whispered between licks. “...filling your boys up for tomorrow morning's little romp.”
	“Oh no, not that.” Nick forced a chuckle between another deep throat.
	Once she was satisfied with her work, she got up rinsing the soap from her fur. Nick helped with the suds on her back and down to her butt.
	“What's the first thing you're going to do with the money?” Honey turned to look at him, giving her front some time under the cold water.
	“I think, the first thing I'm going to do is buy a ring and ask you to marry me.”
	Honey stiffened and cocked her head. “Don't screw with me on this, Nick.”
	“I'm not.”
	Honey huffed as he eyebrows slowly arched down. “Seriously?”
	Nick took her hand and kissed the backs of it. “I've never been more serious in my life, Honey. I'd ask you now but you deserve to have a beautiful ring that I can put on your finger.”
	Honey covered her mouth, her shoulders starting to convulse with the coming tears. “Fuck that, just ask me. It's the only thing I've wanted more than this baby.”
	Nick kissed her lips softly and whispered. “Will you marry me, Honey?”
	“No...you don't have a ring.”
	“Brutal.” Nick gasped.
	Honey tried to laugh, instead it came out as more tears. Her body trembling as she pushed into his arms. Her face caressing along his. Nick gave her a deep tender kiss. When they pulled away, Nick rested her head against his chest.
	“Of course, I'll marry you...”
	Nick wrapped his arms around her petting down her back. “I love you, Honey.”
	“I love you too.” She mumbled through her tears into his chest fur.