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You stand on the front porch and knock at the door. No one answers. You glance at the windows and see that they're dark. Guess she isn't home. The large shopping bag in your hand rustles as the wind whistles down the suburban street.
This day had been a happy one, with your morning spent on a shopping trip date with your lovely girlfriend; Diane Foxington. You first met while doing service work for the city and hit it off great. Though you hadn't been dating that long, Diane already seemed to you a nearly a perfect girl. She was pretty, kind hearted, witty, and an absolute fox, literally and figuratively. Some of your friends teased you for crushing on a fox instead of a human girl, but you didn't care, in fact you preferred it. Diane was worth the jokes and weird looks.
But earlier today she had to leave in a hurry and forgot her shopping bag full of goodies. So here you were trying to return them to her, but it didn't look like she was home. You didn't want to leave them outside, and didn't feel like lugging the stuff back with you... maybe she wouldn't mind if you just slipped in for a quick moment. Having been to her house before, you remembered where she hid the spare key (under the potted plant) and silently let yourself in.
"Hello, Diane!" you call into the dark and empty house. No reply. Guess she really wasn't home. For some reason you feel that you should drop the bag off and get out quick. She might not take kindly to her relatively new boyfriend breaking into her house... even if it's just to return her stuff. But after setting down the bag in her dining room you spot something sparkling on the kitchen counter. Unable to resist you get closer to investigate.
To your amazement a huge cut gemstone sits there glistening in the scant light from the window. Your mouth swings open at the size and luster of the jewel. What was Diane doing with such a valuable treasure just lying on a table?
Then a sound catches your attention, it sounds like a window being pushed open... then a soft thud of something hitting the carpet. Your heart begins racing. Did someone else just enter the house? All the lights are still off so instinctively you hide yourself in the shadows. Sure enough a darkly dressed figure passes your field of vision. They move from the bedroom to the hall to the main room, all the while completely silent. Somehow they don't notice you watching them, or fortunately, even look your way. At first you think it's just a common burglar, but they seem to move so expertly and quietly, surely they aren't a regular crook. This it hits you; that outfit, that hood, you remember seeing a similar silhouette in the papers years back... could this be the infamous Crimson Paw?
Suddenly the thief stops dead as though they finally sensed your presence. Your heart beats louder as you try to edge deeper into the kitchen, your hand straying over the counter in search of something to defend yourself. But too late! The figure turns and stares directly at you through the darkness! What happened next was over before you could process. The figure lunges at you, you yelp and try to fend them off, but to no avail as they pin you down on your back quick as a flash! The Crimson Paw looms over you poised to strike, but for some reason they hesitate. Taking your chance you reach out toward their hood and mask!
"GET OUT OF MY GIRLFRIEND'S HOUSE YOU SCUM!" you shout as your fingers clench black fabric and yank it off!
Your heart skips a beat and your mouth hangs open... the lovely face of Diane Foxington stares back, now demasked! She looks almost as surprised to see you, and then a wave of shame and embarrassment washes over her.
"Diane... I... I don't understand?"
She jumps off you and backs away. "Wha... what are you doing in my house?" she demands her voice shaky.
"What are you doing dressed like a thief?" you counter standing up. You glance to the large gemstone still sparking on the counter and finally the truth clicks.
"Whoa... you... you are... You're the Crimson Paw!"
Diane looks quite miserable at being found out, which is better than being angry and violent you note. With a great force of will you push down your shock and try to think rationally. Your new girlfriend is actually an infamous master thief, one who was never caught by police and who vanished years ago... this is a lot to take in, and mostly you feel scared and worried... but you can't deny a small part of you finds it kinda hot.
You move out of the kitchen and into the living room. Diane begins to plead, "Wait, don't leave!" but you were just flipping the light switch. Now you can both see each other clearly.
"I stopped by to return your shopping," you explain pointing to the bag on the table. "I know I probably shouldn't have let myself in... but I certainly didn't expect to get attacked... or to learn... well... this!"
"I... I don't know what to say," she laments her fuzzy ears drooping. "I know this looks bad... and it's true... I am the Crimson Paw... or rather was... I don't do that anymore... well, not for the same reasons. I swear I'm a changed fox! I'm trying to make something good out of my life now. Please believe me!"
Your heart starts to soften seeing how sad and vulnerable Diane looks. "Ok ok, I believe you. I mean, I really want to believe you. I suppose you're still the same girl I've fallen for and spent all that time with."
Her ears perk up hopefully. "You mean it? I mean... so... you aren't going to snitch on me to the police or anything?"
You attempt a dry chuckle to lighten the mood. "Wouldn't be much point in trying. If you really are the Crimson Paw you can just beat me up or hold me prisoner or something, right?"
For an instant she gets a smug smile as though agreeing with your flattery, but then her expression turns sincere again. "Oh no, I wouldn't... not to you... you're... special to me. I mean, I know we haven't been dating that long, but I've really enjoyed our time together... I felt like I finally found someone I could open up with."
"Just maybe not this much?" you suggest. That finally gets Diane to laugh along with you.
"So... I take it you aren't mad?" she asks once more. "You forgive me for hiding this?"
"Sure I guess," you say with a shrug. "You um... forgive me for sneaking into your house?"
"Hehe, sure, that's more than fair." Then Diane puts on a familiar sly smile. "You know, I'm kinda impressed you managed to stay hidden from me in my own house for so long are you sure you don't have some thieving experience yourself?"
"Eeeeh, I'll keep that a secret," you tease. "It's more than fair."
You and Diane take a few moments to relax and pick up a few things that got knocked over during the scuffle. "So what were you out doing if you don't mind me asking?" you question.
Diane opens a compartment on her belt and produces a pile of glittering gem stones. Your eyes widen at the sight of even more precious stones! "Ah, so you were... stealing that?"
She looks away and pouts. "Well... technically yes... but not really. When I was the Crimson Paw, I stole for fun and for sport... now I only do it if I have good reason. These gems were initially stolen by another thief in town... and I stole them back from them... hoping I can return them to their original owner at some point."
You follow Diane into her bedroom where she places the pile of gems on the window sill. It's dark outside now, but the light from street lamps and a pearly moon still shines through and refracts off the facets of the stones, making their surfaces dance with purples and blues. Diane looks very thoughtful standing in the light, and so beautiful. Her lithe body tightly wrapped in that rubber jumpsuit, and her orange fur glistening like a calm fire. "It's harder than I thought," she says. "Leaving this old life behind. When you've been doing something for so long... and gotten good at it too... changing all that doesn't come easy, or quickly."
"The why did you change?" you ask. "Why try at all?"
"Because... I finally realized that being selfish leads nowhere... I spent too much of my life taking from people, now I just want to give back... I guess I just learned how to care."
You take a bold step forward and gently hold Diane in a comforting embrace. "I know... I can see that much is true about you."
The precious fox looks up into your face with emotions in her eyes. "I really don't deserve forgiveness... I've accepted that. If you wanted to leave... I wouldn't blame you."
"Leave! No way," you insist. "Nobody is perfect Diane, but not everyone actually tries to turn their life around and make improvements, and certainly not as diligently as you are now. I think that's worth sticking around for... it's part of why I fell so hard for you."
She smiles tenderly up at you. "Really... that's why you started dating me?"
"Well also cuz you're smoking hot," you admit with a grin. "But the other thing sounds better."
You expected Diane to giggle at your joke like before. You did not expect her to lean in close to you and kiss you right on your lips! You relax and accept her kiss, feeling her soft muzzle pressed against your face, her cold nose tickling your own. You cradle the back of her head with one hand and feel her ears start to flatten and quiver. Down lower you can sense her tail swishing back and forth happily.
That wonderful and unexpected kiss lasts a long time. When Diane pulls slowly away, she has a brand new look on her face that you've never seen. "That's... um... that's for being a good sport about this," she says in-between excited breaths. "I'm trusting you with a pretty big secret... so um... I have to reward you."
Dazed you admire how Diane has somehow gotten ten times sexier just standing there looking a little bit hot and bothered. "Are there... any more big secrets you'd like to share?" you ask. "I'd like some more rewards."
She laughs a pretty laugh walks past you toward the bed. She reaches up and tugs at something on her suit, but whatever it is doesn't give. "Oh blast... the zipper is stuck. I swear this suit has seen better days."
"Here, let me help," you volunteer eagerly.
Diane turns and lets you yank on the zipper a few times. It is indeed stuck. But after removing a few stray pieces of string from the mechanism, you give one mighty yank and it slides free. Your last pull has a bit too much effort put into it, and before you can stop, your hand drags the zipper all the way down Diane's front and nearly down to her crotch! You stare up into a gaping seam in her outfit, like a banana peel pulling away from the delicious fruit within, and now with Diane's lovely body on display. You bask in the glow of her golden tummy fur, her slender and sexy torso, and her two perky breasts now barely covered by the edges of her open outfit! The suit may have been skin tight, but you certainly weren't expecting her to be completely naked underneath!
She gives a YIPP of surprise as you jump back and apologize. "Shoot! I didn't mean to overdo it! Um... guess the zipper is unstuck... I'll step outside while you change..."
"Hang on... I... I don't mind... if you want to look." Her ears flatten again as she takes on a shy expression. "You said you wanted more rewards... and I guess I'm in a generous mood tonight."
By her permission you stare in awe at your girlfriend's tender body through the unzipped thief suit. Like gazing at a beautiful mountain vista from between two window curtains.
"I... I didn't expect you wouldn't wear anything underneath," you admit feeling your pants becoming uncomfortable.
"It... makes it easier to move in," she admits. "I'm not trying to be erotic or anything... it just..."
"Ends up that way," you finish for her. "Diane... honey... I have to say... I really want to..."
"Yes," she interrupts looking suddenly eager. "Me too!"
"Are you sure?" you ask as more of a standard courtesy than an actual curiosity. "Even though I'm not a fox like you?"
She nods. "I Don't mind at all... I know things are moving a bit fast between us... but I guess it can't be helped... might as well enjoy the ride." She walks up and presses herself against you. "You've been so good to me... better than I deserve... Go ahead... I'm ready to become your mate."
Hearing the word "mate" seems to flip a switch inside you. The next thing you know, Diane is strewn out on the bed, as you hover over top of her and hungrily make out with her. Your faces nuzzle and rub against each other with your tongues lashing out in search of one another; sometimes they meet in an erotic kiss, sometimes the just stroke each other's faces enjoying the taste. Diane is a bit smaller than you, so you brace one arm against the bed so as to not press your full weight down on her. But your free hand goes to work groping and caressing her all over! Even through her tight jumpsuit you can feel the softness of her body, the curves of her waist, the arch of her back. Diane's figure is toned to perfection from years of energetic thieving work, but still tender and womanly in all the right places.
Unable to hold back any longer you detach from your kissing and sit up still posed over her; a reversal of how she pinned you down just earlier.
"I want you out of that suit dear!" you inform her.
She smiles seductively. "Then I guess you'll have to peel it off me."
Now with both hands free you go to work, groping and rubbing her like never before! You run your fingers down her golden fur to her midriff and revel in it's unmatched softness. Then you slip your hands behind the jumpsuit and feel her naked form beneath. Her torso is pleasantly slender and smooth, down to her tiny waist, then a sudden plushness for her wide hips and strong legs. More and more of the rubber one piece outfit pulls away from her as your arms tug at the edges, exposing Diane's body to the night light from the window. Until finally you slide both hands over her modest breasts and rejoice that they're the perfect size for holding and squeezing.
"Oh gosh," she gasps as you play with her boobs. "I've never been touched like this before. It's like I'm being frisked by the horniest cop on earth!"
You laugh at her comparison. "First I learn you like to sneak around town wearing skin tight suits with nothing underneath, and now you want to role-play as cops and robbers... what kind of degenerate have I fallen for?"
"Oh shush you," she scolds her face turning bright shades of red. "Don't get cocky just cuz you're on top."
"Oh you want some cock my dear?"
Putting a pause on your groping, you tear your own clothes off in a whirlwind of motion, until you're once more looming over Diane, rock hard member exposed and inviting. Diane's eyes widen at the sight and her tail betrays her intentions by thrashing against the sheets underneath her.
"O...oh boy," she mutters sounding for the first time a bit nervous. "Quite a night stick you've got there."
You lie down next to her on the bed plant a kiss on her cheek. "Before I use it, maybe I'll investigate your holster."
Diane rolls her eyes. "Ok, we'd better stop the crime themed sex puns, they're getting pretty criiIIIAAAHHH!"
You slide you hand into her suit, down to her crotch, and begin stroking the warm slit you find there. Her moans instantly cut off any further conversation. Almost instinctively her own hand locates your stiff meat and begins rubbing it as well. This was both your first times getting explore one anothers' bodies so intimately and passion of this moment was to be enjoyed slowly. Or at least as slowly as either of you could stand before going crazy.
"Ungh! No more teasing!" Diane begs with a subtle whine in her voice. Her cheeks are rosy and her ears are flat and trembling. "Please, you're going to make me go into heat... just mate me already."
"Right away!" you assure her. With light tugging and a little kicky feets, you both manage to get off the rest of Diane's dark outfit. Now she lies next to you, just as naked, her entire body glowing with an orange sheen and tensed with the promise of physical satisfaction. She raises one leg as you reposition over her and smiles welcomingly. With no further words needed, you line up your shaft, and gradually enter her.
Diane's low whine transforms into a whimper as you go deeper into her, and once you bottom out, she gasps out-loud in a euphoric pant. It's a very tight fit! Tight enough that you put aside your own pleasure to check if she was hurt any. But the bright lights in her eyes and silly grin on her muzzle tells you everything is more than ok. After pausing for another kiss, just because she's so darn cute right now, you start to move back and forth.
The meager light from the window sends dancing shadows against the wall as your two forms oscillate against each other. The bed rocks as you speed up, and so do Diane's pants. Her tongue is out now as she takes huge and heavy breaths. Your own mind goes blank with how good your girl feels! At some point you realize that you've accidentally laid your entire weight on top of Diane, but your earlier worries were for nothing it seems, as she takes it all fine. Her strong yet slender body ripples with the motion, and her fur acts as the perfect lubricate for your scraping torsos.
"Diane! You're the best sweetie! I love you so much right now!"
"I... love... you... too!" she managed to gasp out. "Please, don't pull out! I need every bit of you for this to be perfect!"
With that confirmation you stop trying to hold back and release your pent up desire into her. Both of you cry out as the climax takes you together.
Moments later you're lying on your back with Diane on top of you. She wanted to switch positions, and go for round 2, but you needed a minute to recharge, so the lovely fox is content to lie on your chest for a while and grind her hips against you until you stiffen up again. You stare into Diane's beautiful green eyes and enjoy the radiant afterglow of putting a load inside her. She gives you an affectionate lick on the nose, you scratch her behind the ears, you both smile wider and glow brighter.
"So what are your plans after this?" you ask her.
"Mmmm... after I ride you you mean? I'll probably get some sleep. You're welcome to stay if you like?"
"No... I mean long term plans. You're still kinda the Crimson Paw, but you're trying to change and make a new life. What's the plan?"
She strokes your chest lazily while she thinks. "I dunno... I want to keep helping people... service work has been great... but surely there's a better way to do more."
"How about you run for mayor?" you suggest.
"Mayor, me?" she responds sounding surprised. "That's a bit ambitious, who would even vote for me?"
"I would," you offer cheerfully."
Her gaze softens. "You... really think I could do it? Like... it'd be a bit weird right? Me... a politician?"
"Not weird at all," you insist. "Most politicians are thieves anyways, you'll fit right in!"
You cry out as Diane hits you with a pillow.
"Alright then you comedian, just wait right there a moment." Diane hops off you and leaves the room for a moment. When she returns she's holding the shopping bag that you returned. "Since you were nice enough to bring this back to me, I'll let you enjoy something early."
She pulls from the bag a tiny lingerie set, top and bottom, both extremely small and glittery pink. Your eyes widen at the sight. "You picked that out... for me?"
She blushes and nods. "I thought you might like me to wear it... I just didn't think I'd be using it so soon."
You hop off the bed also and envelope Diane in another warm embrace. "Seeing you in that will definitely get me ready for round 2 darling... I always said pink is your color."
End
I've had quite a few people request I draw this character, so in satisfying popular demand here she is. Diane Foxington, lingerie version.
I finally took some time out to watch The Bad Guys, and loved it more than I expected! It was a charming and funny movie (Snake is best character lol). And as for Diane... she really is a top tier waifu. Elegant, kind hearted, adorable, and badass, all in one sleek fluffy package! I tried to incorporate all of that in this pic, and I daresay this won't be the last time I draw her.
Now if you all excuse me... I have some new Pokemon to quickly draw >:D
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
You stand on the front porch and knock at the door. No one answers. You glance at the windows and see that they're dark. Guess she isn't home. The large shopping bag in your hand rustles as the wind whistles down the suburban street.
This day had been a happy one, with your morning spent on a shopping trip date with your lovely girlfriend; Diane Foxington. You first met while doing service work for the city and hit it off great. Though you hadn't been dating that long, Diane already seemed to you a nearly a perfect girl. She was pretty, kind hearted, witty, and an absolute fox, literally and figuratively. Some of your friends teased you for crushing on a fox instead of a human girl, but you didn't care, in fact you preferred it. Diane was worth the jokes and weird looks.
But earlier today she had to leave in a hurry and forgot her shopping bag full of goodies. So here you were trying to return them to her, but it didn't look like she was home. You didn't want to leave them outside, and didn't feel like lugging the stuff back with you... maybe she wouldn't mind if you just slipped in for a quick moment. Having been to her house before, you remembered where she hid the spare key (under the potted plant) and silently let yourself in.
"Hello, Diane!" you call into the dark and empty house. No reply. Guess she really wasn't home. For some reason you feel that you should drop the bag off and get out quick. She might not take kindly to her relatively new boyfriend breaking into her house... even if it's just to return her stuff. But after setting down the bag in her dining room you spot something sparkling on the kitchen counter. Unable to resist you get closer to investigate.
To your amazement a huge cut gemstone sits there glistening in the scant light from the window. Your mouth swings open at the size and luster of the jewel. What was Diane doing with such a valuable treasure just lying on a table?
Then a sound catches your attention, it sounds like a window being pushed open... then a soft thud of something hitting the carpet. Your heart begins racing. Did someone else just enter the house? All the lights are still off so instinctively you hide yourself in the shadows. Sure enough a darkly dressed figure passes your field of vision. They move from the bedroom to the hall to the main room, all the while completely silent. Somehow they don't notice you watching them, or fortunately, even look your way. At first you think it's just a common burglar, but they seem to move so expertly and quietly, surely they aren't a regular crook. This it hits you; that outfit, that hood, you remember seeing a similar silhouette in the papers years back... could this be the infamous Crimson Paw?
Suddenly the thief stops dead as though they finally sensed your presence. Your heart beats louder as you try to edge deeper into the kitchen, your hand straying over the counter in search of something to defend yourself. But too late! The figure turns and stares directly at you through the darkness! What happened next was over before you could process. The figure lunges at you, you yelp and try to fend them off, but to no avail as they pin you down on your back quick as a flash! The Crimson Paw looms over you poised to strike, but for some reason they hesitate. Taking your chance you reach out toward their hood and mask!
"GET OUT OF MY GIRLFRIEND'S HOUSE YOU SCUM!" you shout as your fingers clench black fabric and yank it off!
Your heart skips a beat and your mouth hangs open... the lovely face of Diane Foxington stares back, now demasked! She looks almost as surprised to see you, and then a wave of shame and embarrassment washes over her.
"Diane... I... I don't understand?"
She jumps off you and backs away. "Wha... what are you doing in my house?" she demands her voice shaky.
"What are you doing dressed like a thief?" you counter standing up. You glance to the large gemstone still sparking on the counter and finally the truth clicks.
"Whoa... you... you are... You're the Crimson Paw!"
Diane looks quite miserable at being found out, which is better than being angry and violent you note. With a great force of will you push down your shock and try to think rationally. Your new girlfriend is actually an infamous master thief, one who was never caught by police and who vanished years ago... this is a lot to take in, and mostly you feel scared and worried... but you can't deny a small part of you finds it kinda hot.
You move out of the kitchen and into the living room. Diane begins to plead, "Wait, don't leave!" but you were just flipping the light switch. Now you can both see each other clearly.
"I stopped by to return your shopping," you explain pointing to the bag on the table. "I know I probably shouldn't have let myself in... but I certainly didn't expect to get attacked... or to learn... well... this!"
"I... I don't know what to say," she laments her fuzzy ears drooping. "I know this looks bad... and it's true... I am the Crimson Paw... or rather was... I don't do that anymore... well, not for the same reasons. I swear I'm a changed fox! I'm trying to make something good out of my life now. Please believe me!"
Your heart starts to soften seeing how sad and vulnerable Diane looks. "Ok ok, I believe you. I mean, I really want to believe you. I suppose you're still the same girl I've fallen for and spent all that time with."
Her ears perk up hopefully. "You mean it? I mean... so... you aren't going to snitch on me to the police or anything?"
You attempt a dry chuckle to lighten the mood. "Wouldn't be much point in trying. If you really are the Crimson Paw you can just beat me up or hold me prisoner or something, right?"
For an instant she gets a smug smile as though agreeing with your flattery, but then her expression turns sincere again. "Oh no, I wouldn't... not to you... you're... special to me. I mean, I know we haven't been dating that long, but I've really enjoyed our time together... I felt like I finally found someone I could open up with."
"Just maybe not this much?" you suggest. That finally gets Diane to laugh along with you.
"So... I take it you aren't mad?" she asks once more. "You forgive me for hiding this?"
"Sure I guess," you say with a shrug. "You um... forgive me for sneaking into your house?"
"Hehe, sure, that's more than fair." Then Diane puts on a familiar sly smile. "You know, I'm kinda impressed you managed to stay hidden from me in my own house for so long are you sure you don't have some thieving experience yourself?"
"Eeeeh, I'll keep that a secret," you tease. "It's more than fair."
You and Diane take a few moments to relax and pick up a few things that got knocked over during the scuffle. "So what were you out doing if you don't mind me asking?" you question.
Diane opens a compartment on her belt and produces a pile of glittering gem stones. Your eyes widen at the sight of even more precious stones! "Ah, so you were... stealing that?"
She looks away and pouts. "Well... technically yes... but not really. When I was the Crimson Paw, I stole for fun and for sport... now I only do it if I have good reason. These gems were initially stolen by another thief in town... and I stole them back from them... hoping I can return them to their original owner at some point."
You follow Diane into her bedroom where she places the pile of gems on the window sill. It's dark outside now, but the light from street lamps and a pearly moon still shines through and refracts off the facets of the stones, making their surfaces dance with purples and blues. Diane looks very thoughtful standing in the light, and so beautiful. Her lithe body tightly wrapped in that rubber jumpsuit, and her orange fur glistening like a calm fire. "It's harder than I thought," she says. "Leaving this old life behind. When you've been doing something for so long... and gotten good at it too... changing all that doesn't come easy, or quickly."
"The why did you change?" you ask. "Why try at all?"
"Because... I finally realized that being selfish leads nowhere... I spent too much of my life taking from people, now I just want to give back... I guess I just learned how to care."
You take a bold step forward and gently hold Diane in a comforting embrace. "I know... I can see that much is true about you."
The precious fox looks up into your face with emotions in her eyes. "I really don't deserve forgiveness... I've accepted that. If you wanted to leave... I wouldn't blame you."
"Leave! No way," you insist. "Nobody is perfect Diane, but not everyone actually tries to turn their life around and make improvements, and certainly not as diligently as you are now. I think that's worth sticking around for... it's part of why I fell so hard for you."
She smiles tenderly up at you. "Really... that's why you started dating me?"
"Well also cuz you're smoking hot," you admit with a grin. "But the other thing sounds better."
You expected Diane to giggle at your joke like before. You did not expect her to lean in close to you and kiss you right on your lips! You relax and accept her kiss, feeling her soft muzzle pressed against your face, her cold nose tickling your own. You cradle the back of her head with one hand and feel her ears start to flatten and quiver. Down lower you can sense her tail swishing back and forth happily.
That wonderful and unexpected kiss lasts a long time. When Diane pulls slowly away, she has a brand new look on her face that you've never seen. "That's... um... that's for being a good sport about this," she says in-between excited breaths. "I'm trusting you with a pretty big secret... so um... I have to reward you."
Dazed you admire how Diane has somehow gotten ten times sexier just standing there looking a little bit hot and bothered. "Are there... any more big secrets you'd like to share?" you ask. "I'd like some more rewards."
She laughs a pretty laugh walks past you toward the bed. She reaches up and tugs at something on her suit, but whatever it is doesn't give. "Oh blast... the zipper is stuck. I swear this suit has seen better days."
"Here, let me help," you volunteer eagerly.
Diane turns and lets you yank on the zipper a few times. It is indeed stuck. But after removing a few stray pieces of string from the mechanism, you give one mighty yank and it slides free. Your last pull has a bit too much effort put into it, and before you can stop, your hand drags the zipper all the way down Diane's front and nearly down to her crotch! You stare up into a gaping seam in her outfit, like a banana peel pulling away from the delicious fruit within, and now with Diane's lovely body on display. You bask in the glow of her golden tummy fur, her slender and sexy torso, and her two perky breasts now barely covered by the edges of her open outfit! The suit may have been skin tight, but you certainly weren't expecting her to be completely naked underneath!
She gives a YIPP of surprise as you jump back and apologize. "Shoot! I didn't mean to overdo it! Um... guess the zipper is unstuck... I'll step outside while you change..."
"Hang on... I... I don't mind... if you want to look." Her ears flatten again as she takes on a shy expression. "You said you wanted more rewards... and I guess I'm in a generous mood tonight."
By her permission you stare in awe at your girlfriend's tender body through the unzipped thief suit. Like gazing at a beautiful mountain vista from between two window curtains.
"I... I didn't expect you wouldn't wear anything underneath," you admit feeling your pants becoming uncomfortable.
"It... makes it easier to move in," she admits. "I'm not trying to be erotic or anything... it just..."
"Ends up that way," you finish for her. "Diane... honey... I have to say... I really want to..."
"Yes," she interrupts looking suddenly eager. "Me too!"
"Are you sure?" you ask as more of a standard courtesy than an actual curiosity. "Even though I'm not a fox like you?"
She nods. "I Don't mind at all... I know things are moving a bit fast between us... but I guess it can't be helped... might as well enjoy the ride." She walks up and presses herself against you. "You've been so good to me... better than I deserve... Go ahead... I'm ready to become your mate."
Hearing the word "mate" seems to flip a switch inside you. The next thing you know, Diane is strewn out on the bed, as you hover over top of her and hungrily make out with her. Your faces nuzzle and rub against each other with your tongues lashing out in search of one another; sometimes they meet in an erotic kiss, sometimes the just stroke each other's faces enjoying the taste. Diane is a bit smaller than you, so you brace one arm against the bed so as to not press your full weight down on her. But your free hand goes to work groping and caressing her all over! Even through her tight jumpsuit you can feel the softness of her body, the curves of her waist, the arch of her back. Diane's figure is toned to perfection from years of energetic thieving work, but still tender and womanly in all the right places.
Unable to hold back any longer you detach from your kissing and sit up still posed over her; a reversal of how she pinned you down just earlier.
"I want you out of that suit dear!" you inform her.
She smiles seductively. "Then I guess you'll have to peel it off me."
Now with both hands free you go to work, groping and rubbing her like never before! You run your fingers down her golden fur to her midriff and revel in it's unmatched softness. Then you slip your hands behind the jumpsuit and feel her naked form beneath. Her torso is pleasantly slender and smooth, down to her tiny waist, then a sudden plushness for her wide hips and strong legs. More and more of the rubber one piece outfit pulls away from her as your arms tug at the edges, exposing Diane's body to the night light from the window. Until finally you slide both hands over her modest breasts and rejoice that they're the perfect size for holding and squeezing.
"Oh gosh," she gasps as you play with her boobs. "I've never been touched like this before. It's like I'm being frisked by the horniest cop on earth!"
You laugh at her comparison. "First I learn you like to sneak around town wearing skin tight suits with nothing underneath, and now you want to role-play as cops and robbers... what kind of degenerate have I fallen for?"
"Oh shush you," she scolds her face turning bright shades of red. "Don't get cocky just cuz you're on top."
"Oh you want some cock my dear?"
Putting a pause on your groping, you tear your own clothes off in a whirlwind of motion, until you're once more looming over Diane, rock hard member exposed and inviting. Diane's eyes widen at the sight and her tail betrays her intentions by thrashing against the sheets underneath her.
"O...oh boy," she mutters sounding for the first time a bit nervous. "Quite a night stick you've got there."
You lie down next to her on the bed plant a kiss on her cheek. "Before I use it, maybe I'll investigate your holster."
Diane rolls her eyes. "Ok, we'd better stop the crime themed sex puns, they're getting pretty criiIIIAAAHHH!"
You slide you hand into her suit, down to her crotch, and begin stroking the warm slit you find there. Her moans instantly cut off any further conversation. Almost instinctively her own hand locates your stiff meat and begins rubbing it as well. This was both your first times getting explore one anothers' bodies so intimately and passion of this moment was to be enjoyed slowly. Or at least as slowly as either of you could stand before going crazy.
"Ungh! No more teasing!" Diane begs with a subtle whine in her voice. Her cheeks are rosy and her ears are flat and trembling. "Please, you're going to make me go into heat... just mate me already."
"Right away!" you assure her. With light tugging and a little kicky feets, you both manage to get off the rest of Diane's dark outfit. Now she lies next to you, just as naked, her entire body glowing with an orange sheen and tensed with the promise of physical satisfaction. She raises one leg as you reposition over her and smiles welcomingly. With no further words needed, you line up your shaft, and gradually enter her.
Diane's low whine transforms into a whimper as you go deeper into her, and once you bottom out, she gasps out-loud in a euphoric pant. It's a very tight fit! Tight enough that you put aside your own pleasure to check if she was hurt any. But the bright lights in her eyes and silly grin on her muzzle tells you everything is more than ok. After pausing for another kiss, just because she's so darn cute right now, you start to move back and forth.
The meager light from the window sends dancing shadows against the wall as your two forms oscillate against each other. The bed rocks as you speed up, and so do Diane's pants. Her tongue is out now as she takes huge and heavy breaths. Your own mind goes blank with how good your girl feels! At some point you realize that you've accidentally laid your entire weight on top of Diane, but your earlier worries were for nothing it seems, as she takes it all fine. Her strong yet slender body ripples with the motion, and her fur acts as the perfect lubricate for your scraping torsos.
"Diane! You're the best sweetie! I love you so much right now!"
"I... love... you... too!" she managed to gasp out. "Please, don't pull out! I need every bit of you for this to be perfect!"
With that confirmation you stop trying to hold back and release your pent up desire into her. Both of you cry out as the climax takes you together.
Moments later you're lying on your back with Diane on top of you. She wanted to switch positions, and go for round 2, but you needed a minute to recharge, so the lovely fox is content to lie on your chest for a while and grind her hips against you until you stiffen up again. You stare into Diane's beautiful green eyes and enjoy the radiant afterglow of putting a load inside her. She gives you an affectionate lick on the nose, you scratch her behind the ears, you both smile wider and glow brighter.
"So what are your plans after this?" you ask her.
"Mmmm... after I ride you you mean? I'll probably get some sleep. You're welcome to stay if you like?"
"No... I mean long term plans. You're still kinda the Crimson Paw, but you're trying to change and make a new life. What's the plan?"
She strokes your chest lazily while she thinks. "I dunno... I want to keep helping people... service work has been great... but surely there's a better way to do more."
"How about you run for mayor?" you suggest.
"Mayor, me?" she responds sounding surprised. "That's a bit ambitious, who would even vote for me?"
"I would," you offer cheerfully."
Her gaze softens. "You... really think I could do it? Like... it'd be a bit weird right? Me... a politician?"
"Not weird at all," you insist. "Most politicians are thieves anyways, you'll fit right in!"
You cry out as Diane hits you with a pillow.
"Alright then you comedian, just wait right there a moment." Diane hops off you and leaves the room for a moment. When she returns she's holding the shopping bag that you returned. "Since you were nice enough to bring this back to me, I'll let you enjoy something early."
She pulls from the bag a tiny lingerie set, top and bottom, both extremely small and glittery pink. Your eyes widen at the sight. "You picked that out... for me?"
She blushes and nods. "I thought you might like me to wear it... I just didn't think I'd be using it so soon."
You hop off the bed also and envelope Diane in another warm embrace. "Seeing you in that will definitely get me ready for round 2 darling... I always said pink is your color."
End
I've had quite a few people request I draw this character, so in satisfying popular demand here she is. Diane Foxington, lingerie version.
I finally took some time out to watch The Bad Guys, and loved it more than I expected! It was a charming and funny movie (Snake is best character lol). And as for Diane... she really is a top tier waifu. Elegant, kind hearted, adorable, and badass, all in one sleek fluffy package! I tried to incorporate all of that in this pic, and I daresay this won't be the last time I draw her.
Now if you all excuse me... I have some new Pokemon to quickly draw >:D
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Fox (Other)
Gender Female
Size 2200 x 2400px
File Size 787 kB
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