A Distraction for Dix
       
       “Grr… I really can’t afford to be wasting time like this, you know.” In the midst of Hong Kong there was a very well-known bathhouse frequented by a certain, highly discerning clientele. While he was forced to wait for the warrant to arrest his man, Inspector Dix of Scotland Yard had taken a moment’s leave to rest there himself. Of course, being the kind of man he was, this rest was not by choice.  “And in any case, I fail to see what is relaxing about a mere bath anyhow.”
       
       “Come now, Inspector Dix. There’s nothing wrong with taking a day off after all. You just may enjoy yourself.” The fellow who had invited the intrepid investigator was busily disrobing next to him without a care in the world. It was certainly an odd way for the police commissioner of Hong Kong to carry himself, but the small, red-furred tanuki didn’t pay that any mind as he dropped his slacks and set them in a nearby basket. “Anyway, this is no ordinary bath. I’ll have you know it cost me a rather nice sum.” He chuckled and his tail flicked noticeably upward in Dix’s direction while he spoke. The investigator took notice but chose to keep the activity to himself as he too finished disrobing. 
       
       The dachshund had noticed the commissioner’s proclivities when he first laid eyes on him of course. One doesn’t like to make assumptions, but the tanuki made no secret of his interests. He had even shown a very definitive interest in the inspector earlier, running his eyes over him while they were still in his office.
       
       Though the commissioner hadn’t taken the first chance to give him a similar inspection now that he was naked, Dix had no doubt in his mind that this invitation was some sort of ploy. In truth, he was somewhat hopeful. If there was such a trap set, he would be able to take advantage of it. “It might not even be so bad. It has been nearly a month after all.” He mumbled to himself while he placed his clothes in a basket alongside the commissioners.
       
       And so it was, with thoughts of a rather unclean nature going through his head, Dix followed the dandy of a tanuki out of the dressing room and into the bath. Thankfully, the bath was in fact welcoming. Were he not on duty, the inspector may have even considered it relaxing. It was a simple stone pond surrounded by similarly simply stone walls at just eye level, and even before setting foot inside of it, Dix could feel the warmth. 
       
       “Hmm… yes, not bad at all.” The dog took a moment to catch his breath and adjust to the warmth before he even considered getting in the bath. 
       
       The tanuki ahead of him had no such hesitation. “Why thank you, Inspector.” He chuckled a bit and glanced back at Dix while he took a step forward. The inspector knew it was just an attempt to catch him looking. He also knew, to his shame, that he had been caught red handed. 
       
       He had been watching rather intently while the commissioner walked. He walked like a man who wanted to be watched, swaying his tail back and forth and crossing his legs with each step. It was a vain and obvious attempt to show off what Inspector Dix was sure he thought of as his best asset. 
       
       And he made certain that the inspector kept his eyes on it while he stepped into the warm water of the bath, leaning down needlessly to give the man a lingering view before dropping in and sighing. “Ah, yes. Nothing quite like a good bath after a day’s work, am I right Inspector?”
       
       Dix followed the commissioner without ceremony. He only paused for the moment necessary to steady himself from an ache developing in his head before splashing down next to the tanuki. In spite of his best effort, a sigh escaped him as well. “O-oh my…. You aren’t wrong commissioner…” For just a moment, the inspector very nearly forgot his duty. However, someone as driven his wouldn’t be driven to relax quite that easily. 
       
       So, after allowing himself just that one moment of indulgence, the proud dachshund re-asserted himself with a grunt and steadied himself against the seat of the bath. His eyes darted quickly to the commissioner, who had readily embraced relaxation and shut his own eyes. It allowed Dix the perfect opportunity to set his plan into motion. So, he struck as quickly and efficiently as any man of Scotland Yard should. 
       
       With a firm grip, he reached for the commissioner’s hand under the water and grabbed it. Facing no resistance at that point outside of a subtle curling of fingers, he then moved the appendage swiftly and decisively toward his groin. 
       
       The commissioner’s reaction was, thankfully, quite immediate. “Oh? So forward, inspector?” One eye opened to glance at his companion. At the same time, he slid closer, pressing his shoulder against the dachshund. “And here I was thinking I would need to make the first move. You must be even more tense than I thought.”
       
       With a girlish giggle, the tanuki turned his hand and gave Dix’s groin a squeeze. That small amount of pressure made Dix’s ‘tension’ very clear. The inspector had already felt stiff merely walking into the bath. With another man’s hand on him, he was nearly half-hard already. 
       
       Despite his baser needs, however, Dix’s duty remained absolute. “Well, you know with all this waiting, a man can’t help but feel a sight hung, I mean, high strung…” While the inspector tripped over his words, the commissioner was already indulging in his offer. He was a notably well-practiced hand at this sort of thing, rubbing along Dix’s exposed dick in such a way that had the inspector shivering. Combined with his somewhat desperate situation, the dachshund was almost fully erect by the time he was even able to utter another sentence. 
       
        “Hmm. Yes, I can see that, Inspector.” The tanuki smiled up at his companion slyly while he played with his dick. “Perhaps I could offer a few tips. I know a workout that does wonders.” The sly fellow did something with his fingers that made Dix whimper, tickling him all over. And while he worked on the little inspector, he somehow snuggled even closer, resting his head against Dix’s chest and leaning down for a closer look at what he was working on. 
       
       “W-well…” Dix steadied himself with a deep breath. He couldn’t keep his eyes off the commissioner, much as he needed to. The Tanuki’s lithe, furry body was becoming more tempting by the moment. If he didn’t act quickly, he would be putty in the commissioner’s hands. “I-I do say you’re looking mighty eager. Perhaps you need this workout more than me?” After sliding his hand free, he wrapped it around the tanuki’s head and pet him all the way down his back and to his tail.
       
       A shiver from the commissioner and the way he leaned his weight into Dix’s chest assured the inspector that he was once again in control. “Mmhmm…” The tanuki grinned and chuckled, rubbing his head against Dix and leaning into each pet. “I think it might be mutually beneficial, yes. Those of us in office can always use more relaxation.”
       
       “Yes, though I suspect you manage to find plenty.” Though he couldn’t resist one snide remark, Dix knew the importance of keeping the commissioner in his good graces. So, he punctuated his thought by sliding his paw right under the smaller man’s tail. The moan he got in response was very reassuring, and remarkably tempting. “S-still, I find I can never relax on the job. If only I was that harrant... I-I mean…”
       
       “Ah, that warrant again, Inspector?” The tanuki sighed, pressing himself even closer to the dachshund and resuming his ministrations. “I already told you there’s nothing I can do.” His tone was teasing and somewhat desperate, and his tail made its best effort to curl around Dix’s arm under the water. The inspector knew that he had him on the hook for certain then.
       
       “Come now, we both know that’s not true. Why not just issue the warrant yourself?” Dix managed to illicit another moan before the commissioner could respond, just by running a finger along the tanuki’s rear. The smaller man’s hole twitched while he rubbed it, and his fingers playing on the inspector’s shaft became wilder.
       
       His whole body’s movements became wilder in fact. While Dix played with him, the commissioner started to writhe against him, and his freer hand reached out for more purchase on Dix’s shoulder. “A-Ah! I see now. Quid pro quo, eh?” He gained control long enough to lean back and smile at the inspector. “You scratch my back and I scratch yours? Hmmhmm?”
       
       Something about the commissioner’s laugh was irritatingly charming. All Dix could do in the face of it was nod. “Th-that’s right!”
       
       “Hmmhmm…” The commissioner effortlessly shifted himself while he laughed. With all the writhing he had done earlier, he had already positioned himself close enough to the dachshund to make the move to his lap almost effortless. Somehow, it still took the inspector by surprise. “Don’t worry, dear inspector. As I said, this exercise is most certain to be mutually beneficial.”
       
       Relaxed as he was in the line of duty, the tanuki was both focused and practiced when it came to his relaxation. His paw kept hold on the inspector’s shaft and aimed it expertly. At the same time, he reached up with his snout to give the high-strung Englishman a kiss. It started as a playful lick on the nose. However, when Dix opened his mouth to respond to the surprise, the commissioner locked lips with him before he could get even another half a word in.
       
       The commissioner then only allowed himself a moment of teasing before sliding himself back and trying to spear himself upon Dix’s rod. As desperate as the inspector was, he grabbed on tightly and helped the tanuki along without hesitation. Though there was yipe when Dix’s paws initially tightened on his hips it was mostly muffled by Dix’s muzzle before it could escape the bathhouse. 
       
       Much the same could not be said for the yips that followed. Overcome as he was by the heat of both the bath and his companion of the moment, Dix was in no mood to play the seductive, romantic lover anymore. Once his paws were properly dug in, he pulled the commissioner down without mercy. As his dick roughly slid into the smaller man, both were left short of breath. Though they held close to one another’s mouths for as long as they could, soon, enough they were sent reeling for some air. 
       
       While Inspector Dix merely fell back and gasped, the commissioner positively threw himself back, only kept from falling back into the water behind him by both his grip on the dachshund’s shoulders and the dachshund three-pronged hold on him. His intent was more than grabbing a bit more air. He aimed at filling himself more from the other end as well. 
       
       “O-oh dear! Inspector.” The commissioner groaned while his hips shook eagerly, and his feet clawed for purchase on the wet rocks of the bath. Yips and whimpers broke the calm of the bathhouse while he worked tirelessly to press more of Dix into him. “Oh! It’s been too l-long…”
       
       Dix couldn’t help but agree. He steadied himself against the bath’s edge in an effort to satisfy his and the commissioner’s mutual goal. Between the heat of the water and steam, he could barely tell where his own body ended and where the smaller man’s began. His other paw wandered all through the tanuki’s wet fur trying to stabilize him, but it hardly helped. Every time Dix closed his eyes it felt like he was melting. 
       
       “H-Hog kelp- G-god help!” The dachshund’s tongue rolled out of control. Eventually, it rolled out of his mouth completely while his body worked desperately to cool himself down. He tried to remain focused on doing a good job, thrusting and petting the commissioner, providing a proper quid for his quo. However, his mind was also beginning to melt in the heat. It threatened to neglect his duty entirely in favor of his own pleasure. 
       
       He was vaguely aware of hips firmly pressing on his lap and the tight squeeze of the commissioner’s ass around him. It was reassuring that he was satisfying the man in spite of his own loss of faculties. He couldn’t take it as any guarantee though. So, going with instinct born of practice, Dix reached down and fished for the base of the tanuki’s tail. Once he’d found it, after a short, gentle stroke, he pulled it straight upward. 
       
       The response he garnered was assuring. The smaller man let out the loudest yip yet and positively lurched forward, throwing himself around the inspector’s neck. “A-ah! Y-you beast!” The tanuki was delighted, in spite of his shouting. “S-should I issue that warrant for you?”
       
       Dix bit his lip, trying not to respond for risk of melting away entirely. He was barely holding on as it was. So, he merely gave the tail another, rougher pull. He was rewarded with another thankful yip, and a tighter squeeze.
       
       “A-assaulting a superior is… mmm… D-don’t stop inspector!” The smaller man squirmed, losing his energy rapidly as his body shook from delight at the sensations of one more delightfully elongated tug at his tail. Soon enough, no more effort was needed, and the commissioner fell seamlessly back into his usual, relaxed state. Perhaps more relaxed than ever, actually. Even with Dix still pulling on his tail, the man practically melted into the inspector. “G-god almighty…”
       
       The commissioner’s relaxation was the signal that Dix needed to allow himself to melt as well. Joining the tanuki’s chorus with his own, “D-dog,” he finally allowed all the tension in his body to let go. He didn’t have the energy to even check if he was still inside of the man when he did. At the moment, he didn’t care. 
       
       Everything was warm, and peaceful for the time after, brief as it was. Dix nearly sank beneath the bath while he allowed the commissioner to slide and purr over him. He very well might have drowned had he been allowed more than that mere moment to relax. 
       
         “Inspector…” At first, he didn’t even pay the voice any mind. It was familiar, but it was far away for the time being after all. However, it got louder by the moment. “Inspector!”
       
       “Not now, Bully.” Dix spoke without even pausing to think about what his travelling companion might be doing visiting him in the bathhouse, much less what he might have seen. His eyes were shut, and he had another man in his arms. For the first time in quite a while he actually felt comfortable.
       
       It was only the other man speaking that brought him to reality, oddly enough. “Oh my. Another handsome lad come to help you win your warrant, Dix-y?” The tanuki chuckled lifting his head away and smiled up at the bulldog. Dix turned along with him, startled somewhat by the fact that his assistant was standing naked but for a towel right in front of him. He might have blushed were he not already boiled red from the bath. 
       
       Bully’s blush was unmistakably not from the heat though. “U-uh, s-sorry to interrupt you and your friend, Inspector Dix.” He shuffled backwards a bit, unnerved by the way the tanuki on top of his boss was looking at him. “Th-they told me I couldn’t come in w-with my clothes.”
       
       Annoyingly, the tension flooded back into Dix’s muscles with every frustrating syllable the bulldog spoke. “Get on with it, Bully…” He groaned, briefly pulling the tanuki closer out of some sort of possessive reflex he wouldn’t likely acknowledge. 
       
       The commissioner didn’t help much. “Yes, Bully give us your report and hop in.” He even mumbled under his breath. “I’m curious to see what’s hiding under there.”
       
       “W-well, it’s just that I needed to let you know that F-Fog’s managed to charter a ship, s-sir…” Bully backed away a touch more. Though whether it was because of the commissioner’s wandering eyes or the focused glare the inspector shot his way, he couldn’t tell. 
       
       Things became a bit clearer a moment later though when Dix unceremoniously turned to stand and let his companion slide from his lap without noticing. At that point, Bully’s full attention was on him, including the fact that he was naked on his way out of the water. “What!? Well don’t just stand there Bully!” The Inspector climbed out of the bath without a second thought, muscle tension now fully back and proper as he made to run from the bath. He only paused for a moment to grab Bully’s arm.
       
       Only Bully paused to consider Dix’s lover. Briefly shouting, “But, Inspector!” as he was dragged away. 
       
       Sadly, that left the tanuki to lift his head from the water alone. Though he was momentarily frustrated to see the pair go, he gave it only one thought, “Oh my, and here I was excited for round two,” before allowing himself to sink back down into the relaxation that could only come after being so recently fulfilled. 
       
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       And so, Dix returned to his travels with nary another thought to the commissioner. Eventually they had caught up and made it to the same boat that Fog had managed to snag, and the cruise ship that they had inadvertently taken a part in raiding beyond that. Though his mind did still wander to proper lovers back home, duty was once again at its forefront. 
       
       Bully on the other hand, had some trouble forgetting. Racking his mind until one peaceful night finally allowed him to question the inspector before he slept. “Uh… Inspector Dix… A-about that fella back in Hong Kong.”
       
       Groaning and trying to rest, Dix barely acknowledged him from the bunk above. “Not now, Bully. A man’s privacy and all that…”
       
       “I-it’s just…” The bulldog shook and coughed while he considered his approach. In truth, the tanuki was last on his mind. He’d only gotten a good look at the inspector after all. “I-I think he was comin’ onto me, right? I didn’t get the chance…”
       
       Dix briefly took the comment under consideration. It was at least enough to stir him awake; in more ways than one. Thankfully, the bulldog kept mumbling, beating around the bush for quite some time and allowing him the time to really ponder the thought. A paw wandered to his groin when he finally responded. “If you want something, just spit it out, Bully!”
       
       For the moment, it seemed that the pair’s mutual adventure was just getting started.