A Game of Cat and Mouse (Patreon)

Alex was cornered, there was no escape for her now. With her back up against the floor-to-ceiling glass window that overlooked the city below and her dress undone and hanging on her arms. 

She had agreed to come home with a wolf; Adrien von Ardel, a man of class and luxury, as part of a deal she made with him to get herself out of trouble with law enforcement. 

The tigress had been bad; she had been caught stealing.

She attempted to slip away from a wealthy man with his wallet, phone, and his watch. She would have gotten away with it had she turned the phone on silent after she snatched it away. As she was making her way out, the man’s ringtone blasted throughout the room from her, which lead to her being apprehended by his security staff and frisked by the man she stole from.

The man forced her to give up her loot, having to pull the phone, wallet, and watch from different areas of the dress that she had clad on her form. She was skilled in hiding things she had snatched, even in such a revealing dress. 

The man’s phone she had pocketed didn’t have a hardware mute switch and it rang just as Alex was leaving the room.

As skillful as she was, she was prone to making mistakes, and this time she was caught red-handed. 

The man she attempted to steal from was Don Cobano, a small time Mafioso raccoon that ran one of the shopping districts of the big city. Alex had no idea who he was, she just assumed he was some rich asshat that she could steal a few things off of while she distracted him. Her red dress had a slit along the side of it that went quite high up along her side to reveal most of her leg, so distracting the raccoon wasn’t difficult to do. She also wore nothing underneath her dress save for her bra, which helped immensely. 

She did so by letting him run his hand over her thigh at first, but then his hand slipped in a little further to feel around her warmer and more intimate fur. With his focus mostly on her expression and controlling that hand that was making her wet, he fell for Alex’s trap and she was able to take most of the valuables off him.

Adrien and this Don person were conducting a business meeting in the VIP section of a high-end nightclub. Alex had slipped into the VIP section disguised as one of the escorts that worked in a part of the club that was called “The Retreat”. She was successful, as all she needed was a fancy bottle of whiskey she put on someone else’s tab to offer to the two gentlemen. 

She easily got herself a seat at the table with them. 

After being apprehended by security and frisked, Alex was left in the room, sitting on the floor with her heels off and set to the side, and Cobano standing in front of her with his hand holding her chin as he discussed ways that he could punish her. 

“I think I might just make you work for me, as a free prostitute for my men.” Cobano chuckled, lifting Alex’s chin a bit to get a good look at her pretty face. 

Alex wasn’t a fan of this, and the expression that was painted across her face made it very evident, but she couldn’t say anything, as the raccoon’s hold on her chin was strong enough to also keep her mouth shut. 

“But first, I’m going to have my fun, oh yes,” the raccoon licked his lips. 

Upon hearing this, Adrien, who until this point had remained seated in his booth watching passively, stepped in and intervened. 

"Now, now, the girl's got spunk, I'll give you that, but let's not get savage here; we are gentlemen, here at least, aren't we, after all?" The wolf chimed in, his voice was gentle and charismatic with a confident smile. He took a few steps towards the group, his gaze shifting between Cobano and Alex.

The wolf convinced Cobano to leave and that they would continue their business talk at another time, and while Cobano wasn’t happy with how things were going down, he agreed and left with his security team swiftly. It was clear who was the more powerful one in the room. 

Adrien watched the mob boss exit in silence, his eyes tracking him and his entourage as they left, before he turned his full attention to the tigress, his gaze locking onto hers, an amused, and an almost predatory twinkle in his eyes. "Now then, little Miss Marx...” He paused. 

Alex looked up at the wolf standing in front of her, her green and slightly frightened eyes staring into his calm blue ones. 

Adrien’s blues locked with Alex’s, not moving anywhere and not even blinking. “The way I see things is you've got two options. One, I turn you in and let the police handle you. Or two, you come home with me for the night, and we'll just act like this never happened." Adrien’s lips formed a grin that stretched across his muzzle from ear to ear.

It took a few seconds for Alex to process what he had said, sitting there on the floor and staring almost blankly into his eyes. She furrowed her brow once the message clicked in her head, "It doesn't sound like I have much of a choice here.." She chuckled. 

"I'm sure as hell not going to go with the police.." Alex's tail uncurled from her leg and began to wave around behind her a little. "And what are you planning on doing with me at your place?" She raised a brow and lifted her arms from her sides to hug them against her chest.

Adrien let out a chuckle, amused. He slowly closed the gap between them. "Oh, that's quite simple. I'll be taking you up on your earlier offer, for the whole night." The wolf nonchalantly replied before flashing her a devious grin with sharp, sparkling fangs peeking through. "I trust you have no qualms with that."

Great. Alex pretended to be an escort, now it was either continue pretending or go to jail. She thought long and hard, before coughing up a question. "So, a night with you and I'm off the hook?" She raised a brow, her smile showing off her set white teeth, other than the two big ones that were always on display, that is. 

Alex tail swished across the floor, left to right as she sat there in her red dress, talking to someone she'd never thought she would ever come across. The famous Adrien von Ardel, the world’s richest man himself. The way he defended her and stopped the raccoon from hurting her was kind of nice and at least he was giving her a choice, unlike that raccoon bastard who was just going to make her into his sex slave. 

Adrien nodded, “That’s right, one night with me, and we forget any of this thieving happened. You get off with a clean record, I get off with a pretty lady, we’re both happy,’ he grinned again. 

It was an easy choice for Alex; however, it took her a few minutes of thinking before she gave the towering wolf a nod. 

She agreed to his terms, standing up onto her feet and picking up her heels from the floor. It was way better to spend the night with Adrien than to spend the night in a jail cell.

That leads us to where we are now; Alex being pinned against a window in Adrien’s penthouse and getting finger-blasted out of her mind. 

Alex found herself at the mercy of the wolf; a tall and handsome one. He towered over her, an arm up above Alex’s head and against the glass as he leaned over her. His nose hovered just a few centimeters from her face as his other hand sorted out some business down low. 

'Shlck, shlck, shlck.'

His shirt was half undone, with his red tie hanging low, his belt was unbuckled, and his button and fly were open to reveal his heavy black sheath and balls. 

The wolf’s fingers were buried inside Alex, making her squirm and wiggle. Her breathing was heavy and slightly shaky. His black and clawed fingers slithered inside her deeper and deeper and felt around her textured walls, making quite audible wet noises fill the living room. 

Alex moaned and tried to keep her breath steady but was struggling. She reached a hand out towards Adrien and grabbed hold of his tie, her lips parting with every pant and moan that escaped from her lungs. With her back against the slippery and cold glass, it was a little hard to stay standing upright, thank god for his tie. 

Adrien had a smug grin spread all across his face as he wiggled and curled his fingers inside Alex’s pussy. He could feel her purrs, her pulse, and her pussy clenching and tightening around his digits from time to time. He locked his eyes on her face, watching every little change in expression and reaction to what he was doing. 

He had her wrapped around his finger. 

With Adrien’s sheath and balls out in the open and his red lipstick tip peeking from it, Alex’s nose twitched and wiggled as it picked up his scent. Masculine arousal and musk filled her senses and it only made standing up straight harder for her. His slick fingers were already making her knees weak, but now his musk was filling the air as his cock started to peek out from its hidey-hole. 

Still smiling smugly, he curled his fingers inside her, causing Alex to squirm and drip. Her squirm only made his smug smile wider, “Enjoying yourself?” 

Alex couldn’t respond immediately, her breathing still shaky and filled with both moans, huffs, and pants. She did manage to squint her eyes shut for a moment and quickly nodded her head. 

He chuckled, “Good because this is just the start… We’re going to have so much more fun tonight, you and I.”

With a final curl and twist of his fingers, Adrien slowly pulled them out of her warm and wet cunt. As he pulled them out, a soft wet sound was made as his pussy juice slick fingers slipped out of her nether lips. A string of her wetness connected his fingers to her cunt and slowly started to sag as it gave in to the effects of gravity. 

Alex looked up at him as she exhaled a pant or two. 

Adrien looked down at her, grinning. His breath blowing the fur at her muzzle as his nose continued to hover just mere millimeters from hers. His tip peeked further as his arousal grew and his balls pulsed up to cling to the bottom of his sheath before falling back down again. 

He took in her scent for a few moments, before speaking up. 

“Don’t be afraid to touch it,” he cooed. “Go ahead, give it a little grope.”

Alex slowly let go of his tie and reached her hand down towards his sheath and balls, gently pressing her padded digits up against them and feeling their warmth. 

Adrien bit his lower lip. 

Alex gently curled her fingers around his sheath and balls, coaxing his red tip out some more. 

Still biting his lower lip, Adrien found himself struggling to speak. Alex’s hands were soft, he liked soft hands very much. 

He did eventually get his words out though. 

“Now,” he murmured into Alex’s ear, leaning close to it to make sure she heard every word he had to say. “Get down on your knees.” He grinned.

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Art by DaFka 

Adrien is owned by Saska_Wolftail