[b]Uber Carry Part 19 – Works Council[/b]


"It's nice today," Perry noticed as they strolled into their chosen cafe's yard. "Let's sit outside?"

Coal nodded in agreement. The sun was bright and warm, but not too hot, and the little garden's potted trees spend a little shade as well. "Let's get over there," he pointed out and headed towards a table that stood slightly offside, nestled into a little hedge. A waitress soon came over to take their orders. "Irish coffee," the husky said, while his companion got himself a strawberry milkshake.

Sheepishly the brown tabby cat wriggled about on his chair. "Uh, thanks for inviting me to come along," he said, fidgeting some more when the waitress returned with their drinks. Glad to have something to do, he slurped on the colorful straw. "Th-that's really nice of you!" Despite being a cocky, little teaser, Coal never gave Perry reason to feel seriously intimidated. Yet, the feline always felt a bit... petty in his presence. But getting the chance to tag along was definitively a welcome one. Even more so since it's been a while since he last saw his former co workers.

"No problem, really!" Coal answered, sipping on his coffee. "You're a member of the club now, after all." He grinned amused, when he saw the cat blushing. "Would be mean to cast you out after you made it this far in the firm. Speaking of which, I heard you recently got a promotion, or something?"

"Yes!" Perry nodded proudly. "Things in the marketing department are going really great. I am junior partner now! Zyair said, I have really good chances to become a full partner, given time."

The husky's white-tipped ears flicked. "Who's Zaire?"

"That's the marketing director."

"Ah, sure..." he mused, turning his glass cup on the table, when a cheeky smile crept over his face. "I could imagine keeping the boss's dick warm is helping with your swift ascension in the company, eh?!"

"Wha...?!" Blushing deeply, Perry looked away as if someone might have heard. "That's not... it's not like that!" Clumsily he tried to cover up his bashfulness by pouting meekly. "I'm working really hard for this position!"

"Oh, I'm sure..." Coal retorted, hiding his growing smile behind his cup. To badger the embarrassed feline some more, he wriggled his eyebrows a bit.

"Well you're one to talk!" a third voice suddenly said. A moment later, the small yellow fox it belonged to rounded the hedge to join the duo. "The way I hear, Luke's really letting you work hard for your position directly under him. I hope you're still happy with your career choice?"

"Limon!" Perry smiled, glad that Coal's favorite target arrived. That would hopefully spare him some of the husky's embarrassing remarks.

Annoyed Coal leaned down on one arm and cocked an ear. "And where exactly would an airy-fairy snob like you hear about such things, Mr. hedge fund manager?"

The fennec's grin only grew. "You do realize that Luke and I stay in contact, right? Although, you're usually not our primary topic," he said and let his eyes flick over to the unaware cat, slurping on his straw. "Mr. Pierce certainly seems quite interested to... compare you!"

Uncomfortably, the husky fidgeted on his chair and grumbled under his breath. The waitress that returned to pick up the new arrival's order gave him a moment to prepare his next move. When the girl was gone, Coal leaned over to his friend and sneered, "Unfortunately, poor me can't claim to be so well-informed about your antics at your new place. Green Bit, was it? How about you fill us in a little about your new boss, huh?"

"Mr. Reed, right?" Perry asked just as curious. "Hollard said he is a tiger?"

"Indeed!" Limon nodded proudly, particularly into Coal's direction, even though he didn't exactly know whether the husky was aware that, in Limon's estimation, a tiger beat a lion every day of the week. If not, he'd definitely find a way to rub it under his buddy's nose. As his iced coffee was brought over, the fox explained, "I'll have you know that Mr. Reed and I maintain a very professional and most profitable business relationship!"

"C'mon!" Coal pressed, though waited before the waitress was out of earshot again before he went on. "I can imagine you're bound to a certain amount of discretion with such a guy, but you gotta give us at least some details!"

Calmly Limon sipped on his drink. "You'd be disappointed, there's not terribly much to tell."

"No, no, no! You get to hear all the naughty bits about me first hand, but won't give out anything in return? That's not fair! Don't make me torture you for answers, because you know I will!"

"Yes, please do tell," Perry chimed in. "Is he a nice guy? Mr. Hollard didn't tell me much about him."

Cornered, the fox crossed his arms. "Yes, he is nice. Definitely more appreciative than the dog. By a lot!" Looking to the side, he hesitated for a moment, until Coal pulled on the tip of his ear to urge him for more details. "Now, I guess it doesn't hurt to tell you perverts that I occasionally get to put my paws on him for an in-depth massage session."

The harmless statement was enough to make Perry blush already. Coal, though, was unfazed of course. "In-depth as in...?" he asked and shook his fist in a very suggestive manner.

"No," Limon sighed. "He's more than content with a regular, good oll back rub... Urgh!" With a dramatic groan, the fennec put his face down on the table. "It's the worst job ever!"

Confused Coal and Perry exchanged a quick glance, before the later one cautiously asked, "How so?"

In a sulk, Limon turned his head to the side and mumbled, "I've got this absolutely perfect, handsome mountain of tiger right in my paws - I mean he basically only has to snap his fingers and I'd be on my knees to suck him off instantly! - but Nolan doesn't let me touch his dick..." Frustrated the small fox grabbed his cold coffee glass and turned it on the spot.

Coal huffed dismissively. "Yeah, that's real torture!" he said in spite and thought about his own job and the many hardships that came with working for Luke Pierce. Not having to touch the man's dick for a day would almost be a grace at this point! And if all he had to endure was giving his boss a knead, Coal would have a lot less sore bones! "I'm so sorry to hear you're new job is such a drudge!"

"Aw, I'm sure Mr. Reed is going to open up to you eventually," Perry said in an adorable attempt to cheer the pouting fox up.

"More like open him up!" Coal chuckled.

Though Limon knew better. "He's ace..." the fox whispered and then slowly picked himself up.

"Huh," the husky made, surprised. "So what? He keeps you around, just to rub his back now and then?" Sounds like a bit much trouble to keep someone like Limon for.

"Basically," the fennec admitted. "He enjoys to be pampered by me, so I help in the office, serve him drinks, massage every bit of him I can, tell him how fucking awesome he is and generally suck up to him. Occasionally he also treats me as a stress ball..." To prove the point, he rolled up his sleeve and revealed a set of four fresh punctured wounds on his upper arm. The dried blood still clung in his dense, yellow fur. "I mean it's nice, but... yeah, it's all."

Fascinated and a little concerned, Perry stared at Limon's wounds. As a cat himself, he knew all to well what a feline's claws could do and these looked painful. From a tiger no less! "So what exactly does he ace in then?" the brown tabby cat asked.

Baffled, Limon blinked at the cat on the other side of the table. Then he shook his head. "You're still too innocent, Perry...!"

"Hah, yeah!" Coal laughed, then nudged the fox with his elbow. "But hey, if you need a cock in your mouth so desperately, ya know, I could help you out with that!"

With a mirthless, dry laugh Limon retorted, "As if you'd ever be able to compete with a tiger!"

"At least with this one I think I'd have good chances. In that regard, anyway." Suddenly reaching over, the husky put an arm around his buddy's neck and roughly pulled the petite fennec into his chest, which he proudly swelled a bit. "Besides. A dog has other qualities. It's been a while, too, and you're obviously pent up, so let's do it!"

Vainly Limon struggled against his friend. Only a brash grope between the husky's legs finally managed to free him again. "No thanks! I still have to bother with a dog whenever I visit the company, I don't need another on my tail."

"Speaking of which..." Coal chuckled before focusing his attention to the cat. "How is Hollard doing anyway? And more importantly, what is he doing with you?!"

With the attention back on himself, Perry blushed again. He'd better give the nosy husky an answer, lest he'd grill him as well. "He is doing just fine," the cat answered a bit timidly. "R-recently he took me along on a fishing trip to Stettown Brook. We stayed in a small log cabin, it was really cozy." Awkwardly the cat stared down on his milk shake and flushed deeply, before he admitted, "He... made plenty use of me, while we were there. I-in the woods too... It was a very secluded spot..." With a shudder Perry remembered the way his boss had shoved him against a tree, hoisted his legs up and railed him like a horny werewolf. His back was sore from the rough bark, but it was so worth it!

"Heh! Still the boss man's favorite toy, I see?" Coal laughed amused. "Although, that's not really surprising, now that you're the only one of us left in the office."

"Oh, he does have some competition!" Limon corrected smart-alecky. Then he turned towards the cat. "I've heard he recently hired a new 'personal assistant' to take some heat off of you, since you're really throwing yourself into the marketing thing. I haven't met the guy yet, though."

Grumbling, the feline's expression soured. "Alex. I don't like him..." he admitted poutingly. "He's got cute eyes..." Truth be told, he wasn't really competition, but Perry was jealous, nonetheless. Mr. Hollard was weirdly fascinated with the boy. And slowly, but surely Perry got the impression that his boss enjoyed to make him envious. He was a man who liked to be admired, after all.

"Don't worry!" the husky said with a bright smile. "I'm sure you'll stay his precious, little favorite plaything. As long as you continue to carry him on your back like a good, little kitten, that is! Or is this Alex taking over that part already? What is he anyway?"

Safe in the knowledge that the new guy would never be able to replace him in that regard, Perry answered, "Sugar glider."

"Mpff-what?!" Limon burst out, almost choking on his coffee. Coal likewise looked baffled at the cat. "That makes him even smaller than I am! He'd be barely bigger than a mouse! Hollard could literally hold a sugar glider in one hand! What in the name of god is he doing with such a guy?!"

"Exactly that, most of the time," Perry explained. "Mr. Hollard apparently really is into the idea of having a personal clerk ready to hand on his desk to crush and squeeze at his hearts content. More often than not he's holding him like a doll. It looks... painful." Briefly the feline remembered when he saw how his boss drove his thumb into Alex' tiny stomach until the marsupial squeaked in pain, when he forgot to typewrite some notes. That looked really harsh! "But he's also doing... other things with him..." Blushing deeply, Perry slurped on his milkshake. He saw how Hollard jerked himself off on the guy, pinned him under his paw like a bug, forced him to apply his itty bitty tongue to downright overwhelming tasks. God, he couldn't possible word out half of the things the new guy has gone through!

"Okay, now I definitely have to meet this guy," Limon muttered intrigued.

The husky's mind was working as well. "Yeah... Fuck, if you were this small, I could stuff you in my pocket!"

"Keep dreaming, douche!"

"We should invite him along, next time!" Cola suggested with a wide grin.

While not exactly against the idea, Limon still countered the dog. "You just want to sit on him!"

"Gosh, Coal! You can't do that!" Concerned the tabby cat blinked at his smiling predecessor. "He's tiny. You'd break his... well, all of his bones probably!"

"Pfff!" Coal waved off. "My butt is very gentle. Ask the fox!"

"Like a wrecking ball," Limon sneered.

"Our difference of size in mind, I'd consider that gentle."

As if to whisper, Perry leaned a bit closer to the fennec beside him. "Oh my god, is he always this mean?" Limon was about to answer him, when the feline received a message on his phone. And considering that only the most important of his contacts had an actual alert attached to it, Perry checked it immediately. "Aww, I'm afraid I have to go already. Mr. Hollard needs a ride!"

"Best don't leave your slaver waiting!" Coal laughed. "If you're heading down Rockwood boulevard, perchance, you might even give me a lift, while you're at it, hah!"

They bickered for a bit, even Perry, with the help of Limon, who swiftly got targeted as well by the mount-seeking husky. Eventually, though, the tabby cat had to tend to his boss and left the table a little earlier than originally planned. The other two stayed behind for a while to talk, about work and  other things, though eventually they made to leave as well.

"So," Coal asked with a cheeky grin before his friend could raise from his chair. "About the dick in your mouth thing...?"

With a grumble the fox finally stood and tossed a few Dollars on the table to cover his drink. "Your apartment is just a few blocks from here, right?"

"Yeah," Coal confirmed, leaned over the backrest of his chair. "I'd say it's definitely doable, if you want to be ridden there."

Limon rolled his eyes. "Let's fucking go!"