# The Bully and Her Lab Partner

Sighing, Ruby closed her notes. The scarlet snow leopard watched as the nerdy fox pretended to keep working. How she ended up lab partners with this tiny fox was anyone's guess. She was the popular one. Prettiest cheerleader in her year as far as she was concerned. She worked at it, she deserved it. But AP science had random lab partners. They both missed the first class of the year, her because no one thought she was serious about academics and he… She didn't know why.

He was the weird kid. Rambled on about anything, whatever his new fascination was this week and sometimes said the most unhinged things. But the weirdest was how he often just disappeared. Hours later he would turn up disheveled, beaten and smelled unpleasant. Whoever his bully was, they got to him a lot. They were brave about it, he said 'it wasn't a big deal' and to 'forget about it'. With her own life to deal with, and lab reports mounting she made them a deal. As long as he agreed to shower before, he could come over and they could work through all their homework together. Unlikely maybe, but she considered Mocha a friend.

"We have kept it secret for a while," Ruby said. She tried to make it sound casual but really she was really excited. "I'm dating someone."

Mocha flung his notebook aside so hard it fell off the table. He tried to grab it and ended up falling on the floor hard. He sat himself back at the table as if nothing had happened. "So whooo! He cute?"

Suppressing a laugh, it was hard to watch the fox hurt himself and not find it a bit funny. "He's on the football team." She said, dragging it out. "He's a snow leopard too." Mocha flinched, his eyes widened ever so slightly. "His name is Vix, and has the most adorable fur and-" His dorky grin looked pained. "Is everything alright?"

All at once he sprang to life. "Ya, fine. Never heard of him. They seem cute! Blue rings, cool. AH, look at the time I should go." He said, shoving all his books in his bag. "I can come over tomorrow and we can finiiiiii-" He said tripping over himself and falling to the ground again. "Say hi to him for me, that's weird, he doesn't know me, you know just don't mention me, that sounds right, bye. " Bag still open, the fox ran out the door and out of sight.

Not the reaction she expected. Far from the advice she was hoping for, now the only question on her mind was what's up between Mocha and Vix?

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She stopped her car out of sight. There was yelling from Vix's door. Her surprise visit was already illuminating.

"Get the fuck out of here fag!" Vix shouted. "I told you to never fucking come here!" Peaking out just for a second, she saw him standing there, the tiny fox struggling as his claws held the scruff of his neck. Certainly Vix swore a bit, but she never knew he used the other f word. Especially yelling it right into Mocha's face, she was conflicted. They both had betrayed her trust, and it wasn't even to her face.

A car door slammed. The yelling was muffled slightly. They were in a car. She peeked out again. The front door was open. She shouldn't. She did.

Sneaking quietly, and to not get caught, Ruby navigated to Vix's room. Once before she had been here, when they made love. Maybe it was his first time, whatever happened, he was nervous, scared to touch her and couldn't keep it up. Hopefully he would get better at it if they ever tried again. He was really hot naked and she really wanted to be under there while his dick pounded into her. Those barbs scraping deep in her pussy, it's what every girl wants out of an Adonis like him. But the forplay they did was nice. She was happy to let him explore her body but it just felt off. Before his reaction. Maybe it was foolish to think Mocha could help. He dated guys, maybe, and could give some advice to help.

His room was a bit more of a mess, like the last time he cleaned up was when she was last here. His phone was there on his bed. It was locked, but she could read a few messages from a 'Fag'. The accompany profile picture was… she didn't even want to know, but that muzzle was unmistakably Mocha's.

Fag: Hey, are you dating someone called Ruby?

Fag: She is my lab partner.

Fag: I can't lie to her, what do I do?

The worry in her settled into a despair, but before she could consider it longer, stomping on the stairs made her jump into action. Closet, why not? It worked in TV. It was tight, but she fit and could see out of a tiny gap too.

Vix threw the fox onto his bed. His dick, huge already and not even hard yet hung out of his pants. Despite all of today's emotions, she couldn't ignore how beautiful he looked. He snarled and eyed Mocha like a piece of meat as his dick hardened.

The fox looked carefree. He wagged his tail as he stuck his butt in the air. She could see the bruising on it. He looked excited, not terrified, not anything she would have expected. "The ones on the floor look the dirtiest." He said pointing to a pair of sports underwear that had been left on the floor.

"Don't fucking tell me how to do this fag. Just shut the fuck up" Vix yelled. He grabbed the underwear and forced it hard into the fox's maw. Claws cleaved across the fox. Red marks on his skin looked like must have hurt too even if he wasn't bleeding. The horrifying sound of the fox yelling were muffled.

Vix's cock rammed in to Mocha's tail hole so hard and so fast it felt like the house was shaking. He held the bedframe, as he pulled out and plunged hard sexy lappered cock in and out of the poor fox. The power, the energy he was putting in. The rage in his eyes. The lust in her.

She couldn't help but reach for her clit, just to feel connected. She was quite wet. She fingered herself lightly, feeling the gaping need to be filled as this pour fox was getting railed painfully raw and it looked like it hurt. His cock, one of the smallest she had seen on anyone, leaked precum like his life depended on it.

"Fuck this gay shit!" Vix yelled and suddenly pulled out of the fox. He grabbed his phone and, looked at it for a while. He stroked himself, not even acknowledging the twitching fox with his sore looking gaping ass. Like he was used to it, Mocha slowly pulling himself to his feet and stretched, then he rubbed his tiny nub of a penis. She could hear him inhaling the dirtiest part of the underwear as he furiously played with the red knotted inch between his legs.

Ruby's phone buzzed as the sound of running water came from somewhere. Mocha's ears perk up. Oh no. He took the underwear out of his mouth and looked in her direction. He smacked his lips a few times. "Ruby? What are you doing here?" He whispered, leaning toward the closet.

"What are you doing with my boyfriend?" She whispered back, trying to put some anger behind her words. She sniffled and realized that she was crying.

"OOoooooo…" The fox staired off into space. "I'm the mistress." His paw wrapped around his cocklet and stroked. "That's kind of hot."

"I need to get out of here." Ruby said maybe with some actual strength. "I need to get out of here, distract him!" She said louder.

Mocha slapped himself. "Right!" He ran off. "Hey! That better not be you peeing! I could have be-" Then the sound of gurgling.

"Fucken fag," Vix said, and the sound of a fox in destress and a flushing toilet came from the hallway. Maybe this was her best chance. On her way out she got a glimpse of Mocha being bent over the toilet. His head being held down by Vix and he stroked his beautiful cock.

She was back in her car and driving away, but had to stop. Tears in her eyes again. She quickly looks at her phone. Right, he had texted her.

Vix: Hey, just thinking about you. How goes lab stuff?

She replied.

Ruby: Just working away at it. My lab partner had to go but I'm just here finishing it.

Now she could cry. What kind of monster was she dating? What was wrong with him. The horrible things he did to Mocha and… Why couldn't he fuck her like that?

Her phone buzzed. Relief and another stab of pain hit her. She didn't know what to think anymore.

Vix: Wish you were here. Miss you <3