Charm And Justice
by
Varien Quill

When hearing about civil court cases, most people have in their minds countless hours of boring arguments back and forth about contents of the will or about dead branches falling down from the neighbours' tree in one's backyard. Cases that had to be done, watched by the jury and other common citizens, hoping for anything exciting. But apparently not everything is like in television.
But it never happens when a peculiar pair of rivals enters courtroom number two in the city's Hall of Justice. Achilles Lupus, a black wolf from the Lupus and Son office, who has already won countless civil and criminal cases, mostly by sheer luck and charm. The other one, human Chandler Smith from Smith, Smith and Smith's office, was more down to earth worker, fascinated by citizens with animalistic features. He wasn't a spiecist at all, but still people could sense a hint of prejudice whenever he spoke about either furry or feathered people.
There wasn't any surprise when the courtroom was packed, with barely any free seats left, while local news journalists showed up as well. When these two particular attorneys were against each other, even the most dull case would turn into a battle of wits and occasional shouting matches. Every judge would allow the spectacle since it was still a court of law, not a television show for masses.
This time, Achilles had a hard time defending his own client. Luckily for him, no police were involved in the moment of crime and was sued instead for damages. But nothing went like the wolf wanted.
- Your Honor - Chandler fixed his black tie, while standing in his perfectly tailored suit. A rather young, short-haired male tried his best to be professional. Even if the crime was downright pathetic, ridiculous - I think we heard enough from the other party. They cannot find any reason that he shouldn't pay for the damages.
- Objection. My client already paid twenty percent of the amount, which is still more than enough, considering the worth of... merchandise.
Both clients glanced at each other, sitting next to their respective lawyers. A young, rather chubby raccoon felt ashamed about this whole situation, scared to look at the female weasel, proud owner of the local sex shop. If only he could turn back, the time... would probably do it again.
- Overruled - senior judge, short owl in formal and traditional clothing looked firmly at the canine. Normally this wolf would shine, but for some reason, he gave a rather pathetic display so far. Apparently you can't win every time - the contract is clear, Mr. Lupus. Your client promised to return the full amount at the end of the month, which already passed. Do you have any other argument, that your client shouldn't pay it?
The wolf walked around his desk, turning at the judge before looking at the jury. They also felt a bit disappointed so far, thirsty for action. But this attorney still had a plan, just didn't know about it yet.
- Your Honor and member of the jury. My client is just a connoisseur, wanting to try out lady's merchandise. Yes, he did it without asking for permission. Yes, he broke a few objects. But in other shops when a client accidentally destroys a pickle jar, nobody sues them for thousands of dollars... - but he suddenly was cut off by the opposing client.
- He jizzed all over the back room! I had to hire professionals to clean that up! Can't you see how embarrassing that was for me?
Weasel lady had to stop her shouting, when the owl judge smashed the gavel against the wood. Surely, it was getting interesting with each minute.
- Calm down, miss and let your attorney speak. I heard about it for the first time today? Why did you withdraw it from the testimony, Mr. Smith?
- We thought that would be best to save the further embarrassment of the opposing client, Your Honor. But yes, that's what happened. We already provided the receipt for cleaning, but the professionals couldn't mention the semen, for obvious reasons.
The judge nodded and looked at the wolf who already tried to open his mouth. If the opposing party didn't provide all the evidence then...
- No, there will be no mistrial, Mr. Lupus. You can do better than that. I accept this testimony and... - he looked at his watch for a moment - let's get back within the next hour, since it's already time for lunch. If both parties want to settle the matters outside the courtroom, I will not stop you. Thank you.
All the people stood up and gathered their things. The raccoon decided to visit a local restaurant, while the wolf went to the lobby, preferring to re-read the case for probably the twentieth time. But things looked grim for them.
Chandler stared at the back of the leaving attorney, seeing his swaying tail. It wasn't over yet.

*****

No matter how many times Achilles read the receipts, it didn't look good for his case. In that back room, the owner placed the most exotic and obviously expensive toys, which some of them were now worthless or needing costly repair. But surely there has to be a way.
- Am I interrupting? - a voice made him shudder, almost jumping out of the sofa - I thought you were looking for the towel. You know, the same one you're gonna throw on this case.
Humans stood at the doors, before entering and closing them behind him. For some reason, he locked them up as well.
- I was, but for you. My client paid what he could and the amount is just ridiculous. Can't they just mate and call it even? - he joked, knowing it couldn't happen. Can't pay the bills with a boner.
- Who says that they have to settle this? - Chandler sat down next to the canine, rubbing gently just behind his fluffy ear, which twitched instinctively. If not for the thick hairs, blush on wolf's maw would be clearly visible.
- We can't do this forever, Chandler. People are whispering, gossipping and looking for clues. Two biggest rivals, lovers in disguise. You know how badly it can hit our careers.
- They will not. Just be discreet and nothing will happen. And by the way, good job with not following your own client for lunch. It might look unprofessional for bystanders, but we both know what you want... - the human stood up, moving the curtains to cover the windows.
- And why do I want to, if I may ask? - The wolf tilted his head, smirking and showing his teeth. But for some reason he couldn't look intimidating, even if he tried.
- Me - he turned, while a familiar gleam appeared in his eye, while removing his red tie - but not like you wish. You'll beg for a better deal. And for my own pleasure as well.
- It will not happen, forget about it - Achilles snorted, but deep inside he wanted to be dominated. But he will not submit just now, that wasn't his style.
Human sat back again, grasping the wolf's front paws, binding them together with his long tie. He couldn't help but pant, while adrenaline rushed through his veins, wagging tail behind him uncontrollably.
- You're easy to please, mr. Wolf. - he teased, placing hand on one of his furry cheeks. Embarrassed, Achilles couldn't believe how his instincts would betray him. But he didn't admit defeat just yet.
- I don't think so. Now what? I hope you're not going to simply fuck me like a toy. You're much better than that.
Chandler smirked and chuckled quietly, right before he closed his eyes and approached the canine's muzzle, kissing it passionately. He always loved that animal tongue, meatier and wider, which could effortlessly reach his own throat.
Both groans were heard, giving them relief after many weeks of forced abstinence. They couldn't just meet up in hotel, while officially being such rivals. And apparently hiding in plain sight was the best option.
Chandler broke the kiss, slowly removing wolf's own tie and placing it next to him for later, now more busy with each of the buttons of Achilles' shirt.
- I told you many times to have a custom made one. You look like a public defender, instead of the legendary attorney that the media likes to label you that way - there was an obvious hint of jealousy in his voice. For some reasons, animals were more interesting to people, especially when they're in high positions in society. He is known only because of being a well-known nemesis for Achilles.
- And maybe shave my fur as well? You humans are focused too much on the looks. It's what is inside what matters...
- Yeah? What is inside you then, wolf? - he asked, finally done with the shirt, tossing it aside. Human grasped a handful of Achilles' fur, enjoying the texture and warmth.
- Your cock, hopefully - he grinned, delivering an extremely corny line. But apparently the public loved his charm, even causing facepalming from time to time. Another reason why his species had it easier. Chandler sighed, not believing his own ears.
- Seriously? We are meeting this way like, how often? Once a month? Twice a quarter?
- I know you like it. And every one of our... "meetings", ends up fantastically, making you think about the next time with anticipation.
- Smooth line. Did you write it by yourself? - human unbuckled wolf's belt, while canine could only stare, currently tied up. - you should try stand-up someday.
Dark furred canine snorted, wiggling beneath his lover. He could only watch, as humans removed the rest of the clothing with ease, since he didn't wear any shoes. Some animals tried that human invention, but he wasn't fond of fancy garments.
Humans exhaled, seeing such marvelous displays. Firstly, he tied up the wolf's legs with another tie, now having the canine under his mercy. Chandler just couldn't wait any longer to have his way with that pathetic excuse of an attorney. It wasn't anything malicious, just wanting to let out some of his steam, caused by constant jealousy.
- I can't stop being fascinated by your species, wolf - Chandler ruffled the stomach fur with both of his hands, reaching the chest. He always wanted to just bury himself into this fluffy hair. But he had to teach a lesson first. - there's something primal about you, even after millennia of evolution. Can't get enough of it.
Once again, the canine was deeply thankful that his blush couldn't be seen. But the shallow breathing gave that embarrassment away.
- You're acting like we have all the time in the world - he insisted, but the human placed finger against his jaw, silencing immediately.
- Hush, my little prey. There's time for everything. Now...
Chandler stared at the fuzzy abdomen, loving the sight of the impressively large sheath and stretched out ball sack. He was always envious of these bits, thinking that human ones were rather boring in comparison. But apparently animal people had similar opinions, but in opposite way.
Enjoying the silence, occasionally broken by nervous breathing of the captured wolf, he rubbed the muscles around the hidden member, massaging with care. Soon enough, a small, red and irregular tip moved lazily out of its place. Clearly, it wasn't enough for Chandler.
- Cute. Got anything more than that? Oh, I almost forgot - before the wolf could speak, he curiously looked at the human who reached towards his briefcase, taking out something that looked like a spare tie. Smirking mischievously, the opposing attorney wrapped it around the wolf's maw, tightly enough.
- Now, where was I... - he asked himself, staring into Achilles' eyes, which could kill him with ease if only canines could destroy anyone with a simple gaze?
Chandler began being more determined, rubbing and grasping the sheath, while teasing vulnerable orbs in a sack, occasionally squeezing them gently as well. He had to be careful with merchandise after all and judging by the muffled groans, the wolf clearly enjoyed that so far.
Chuckling to himself, when the sight of the pulsating member got into full view, marveled the human attorney. How was it possible that a rather massive, meaty pole could fit such a small sheath in direct comparison? The inflated knot begged for attention, being a few times wider than the rest of the fantastic organ. Chandler couldn't wait to taste it, wanting to remember its flavor.
He teased just the pointy tip, which clearly looked different than that human cock head. Fascinated by it, Chandler lowered himself and grazed it with his tongue, catching some of its moistness. Hungry and thirsty for more, he started sucking gently on it, groaning to himself. That flavor couldn't be compared to anything else in the world.
The wolf cock throbbed excitedly, silently begging for more, since Achilles couldn't speak for now. His greatest and only weakness. A mouth gag. How he can talk his way through now, even if he wanted.
- I could just leave you there, just for laughs. But we both know that I need it. Badly. - The wolf could see lust in his "rival's" eyes. And maybe.. something else? At least he could stop playing with him, but apparently he still tried to dominate, both in court and in bed.
After grasping by the base, just under the knot, he could feel the blood flowing, causing all the warmth beneath his fingers. Without hesitation, the human engulfed half of the amazing looking member, swirling tongue around the flesh.
Quiet, muffled moans were such music to his ears, so he continued, bopping the head and forcing the cock to enter the throat, wanting more of that twitching organ. Normally, he should make the wolf do unspeakable things as someone on the bottom, but where would be fun with that? It was just the beginning.
Feeling something inevitable coming out of the cock, he immediately stopped, letting it cool down for now.
- Not yet. You didn't earn it just yet. Now, don't do any funny business, alright? I need to untie your legs, - he said, observing a copious amount of pre-cum dripped down the shaft. After hearing the wolf's shallow and nervous breathing, he knew the canine was peeved.
Ignoring the pathetic sounds, Chandler reached for the briefcase once more, getting out a bottle of lube, before opening it and spreading it on hand and the wolf's tight asshole. He untied his legs before spreading them wide, exposing Achilles further. Human unbuckled his own belt and opened the zipper, taking out his already hard member, slightly above average in its size. But it didn't matter.
Smirking evilly, Chandler prodded his cock against the now lubed entrance, teasing the partner.
- You want it, right? I'm not going to ungag you, just moan for me... - he snickered, gazing deeply into the wolf's eyes. The canine growled, showing sharp teeth, but could do only that for now.
- There we go, - human teased, before looking down,
With one swift and powerful thrust, he shoved the entire cock inside. Groaning loudly, he was already fully satisfied, enjoying the feeling. Entirely unstoppable, he rammed into the wolf's ass with no intention of stopping, even for a second. It was his prey and victory, even if brief.
- I already see it in newspapers. Prominent attorney succumbing to his nemesis. Mouth full of dick, - he teased further, knowing it will drive Achilles crazy. It was only words, but enhanced human domination on the canine. He watched as heavy orbs swung after each shove, while dripping more of transparent fluids out of the red cock, soaking into sweaty fur.
Chandler felt something strong behind him, wrapping firmly around his hips. Strong, rather muscular legs pulled him closer, smashing harder into his tight entrance. They both moaned from the joy, sending them to the edge.
Human couldn't hold much longer, spreading inner walls with his thick member, already leaking own fluids, which told how close he was already. Moments later, Chandler almost bit his tongue, trying to moan quietly, while pouring copious amounts of warm cum into a wolf, out of a twitching cock. After taking deep breaths, he tried his best to calm down, while drops of sweat travelled down his forehead, nose and perfectly shaven chin.
- We have to do this more often somehow... - he finally said, but it was the same line after each of their secret meetings. And they both knew it was a lie. A white lie, but still - I don't think we have much time, so just dress up. We'll finish up next time,,, - he smirked, knowing that the canine didn't climax this time.
Chandler untied the wolf and fixed his own suit, staring at the large mirror in the room, deciding to buckle his belt. Seeing the wolf's reflection, he noticed partner wasn't dressed up. Instead, the naked, furred monster towered right above the human, while standing behind.
- Achilles? I'll not repeat myself. We don't have time, so--
But he could only groan when hungry, unsatisfied wolf grasped the human's neck and forced him to kneel. Without hesitation or even trying to be gentle, the wolf pulled down pants, using the occasion of the still unbuckled belt. Seeing the bare ass of the "rival", wolf licked his maw, succumbing to primal instincts.
- This isn't you. I'm sorry I didn't let you finish. We're just on a tight schedule, that's all.
- I see something else that is tight... - wolf growls quietly, grasping his own moist and pulsating cock.
Knowing it was too late for negotiations, Chandler could only brace himself. Seconds later, the whole canine cock spread his entrance wide, causing him to moan, before gritting teeth out of mixture of pain and pleasure.
Sound of clapping balls against the human ass filled the room, just like the scent of musk, sweat and jizz. Just like a pure animal, wolves used him like his distant ancestors, from behind. Without lube. But apparently it was just the thing that Achilles needed for such a long time.
Since he was already on the edge, soon enough he filled Chandler's bowels with sticky fluids, after each powerful throbbing of the gigantic cock. Luckily for them, he didn't knot human this time, but it was close. After removing himself, the wolf collapsed on the floor, finally satisfied.
Chandler took his time to finally stand up and dress up properly, treating this sudden outburst like nothing happened. But deep inside, he enjoyed every second, being dominated by a powerful canine. They should try it more often.
Sudden knock on the door made them turn their heads. Luckily, those were locked.
- Court will be in session in ten minutes, Mr. Lupus. But I can't reach Mr. Smith. DId you see him? - the voice called.
- We'll be right there. Thank you - Chandler replied, before starting at an exhausted wolf.- get up and pick up your clothes. The day isn't over yet.
Before he would leave, a human attorney stood near the doors.
- I'll have a surprise for you.

*****

- Court is now in session. Are both parties ready?
- Yes, Your Honor - Achilles, now fully and properly dressed, looked at the judge.
- Good. Mr. Smith? Mr. Smith...
Chandler was apparently extremely busy arguing with his own client. The weasel wasn't happy, judging by her expression. Eventually she sighed and looked away, with a defeated look. Human attorney stood up.
- My apologies, Your Honor. My client and I decided we can lower the compensation by half. Since Mr Lupus' client already paid twenty percent, he has only to give thirty percent of the initial amount in four weeks maximum.
Judge nodded, before looking at Achilles. Raccoon's eyes lightened up, since this deal was much better than nothing. The client excitedly nodded to the canine.
- We accept the proposition. It will be paid as suggested. Thank you, Your Honor.
The judge smiled, playing idly with his gavel.
- Can't believe that you pulled that off again, Mr. Lupus. How did you do that? - but the wolf only smirked.
- Just my charm.