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Approaching the anniversary of Kulkum 's Zootopia fanfiction, I figured it merits celebration.

The sequel to the Broken Mask.
The Broken Mask
He wasn’t exactly sure how they had ended up like this.
Well, that wasn’t true; he had a very clear memory of every moment that had taken him from point A to point B, and no doubt those memories would haunt him for some time to come. But that didn’t mean he fully understood why he had his partner pressed against a tree in the Rainforest District, both of her legs hiked up with her paws resting on his thighs to compensate for their height difference as his paw slipped past the now unbuckled waist of her standard issue ZPD slacks. He was obviously as insane as she was, something that he continually tried to convince himself of when his fingers wedged and squirmed their way into her briefs. He almost managed to stop himself, almost managed to think for a moment before the adorable bunny chirred her approval and arched her hips and completed the motion for him. He was dumbfounded when his palm cupped over a heat that he had never felt from a vixen before, and perhap

“In the case of The Savage Dark crisis, the greatest sinner along these lines was the (Static). Hm? Oh, I’m not supposed to say that on the record? All right. Let’s start that over then.”

THE SAVAGE DARK
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On DeviantArt
The Savage Dark Chapter 1
The Doughnut Shop Incident

In the car with her parents, two of her siblings, and her –
What did she call him now? Her boyfriend? Ugh. That was terrible; that was what high school kits called the object of their usually short term affection. Her lover? That was a little better, though perhaps a little too complicated to explain; lover brought to mind a quick fling, or someone else’s mate which she detested. Love, then. Her love. She rather liked the sound of that, but still. ‘This is my love, Nick.’ That wouldn’t roll off the tongue right, and her friend was certainly out as a term of endearment. Of course, he was her friend and always would be she hoped, but it was far from everything they were now. Her fox had merit, but it seemed clingy to use it in public or to describe him to someone else. She loved Her Fox, and she had no doubt that she would think of him in that way. But that was theirs, a

On Archive Of Our Own
archiveofourown.org/works/7680…

On FanFiction.net
www.fanfiction.net/s/12086054/…

Warning: Story contains sexual content.

Description

Approaching the anniversary of Kulkum 's Zootopia fanfiction, I figured it merits celebration.

The sequel to the Broken Mask.
The Broken Mask
He wasn’t exactly sure how they had ended up like this.
Well, that wasn’t true; he had a very clear memory of every moment that had taken him from point A to point B, and no doubt those memories would haunt him for some time to come. But that didn’t mean he fully understood why he had his partner pressed against a tree in the Rainforest District, both of her legs hiked up with her paws resting on his thighs to compensate for their height difference as his paw slipped past the now unbuckled waist of her standard issue ZPD slacks. He was obviously as insane as she was, something that he continually tried to convince himself of when his fingers wedged and squirmed their way into her briefs. He almost managed to stop himself, almost managed to think for a moment before the adorable bunny chirred her approval and arched her hips and completed the motion for him. He was dumbfounded when his palm cupped over a heat that he had never felt from a vixen before, and perhap

“In the case of The Savage Dark crisis, the greatest sinner along these lines was the (Static). Hm? Oh, I’m not supposed to say that on the record? All right. Let’s start that over then.”

THE SAVAGE DARK
By

On DeviantArt
The Savage Dark Chapter 1
The Doughnut Shop Incident

In the car with her parents, two of her siblings, and her –
What did she call him now? Her boyfriend? Ugh. That was terrible; that was what high school kits called the object of their usually short term affection. Her lover? That was a little better, though perhaps a little too complicated to explain; lover brought to mind a quick fling, or someone else’s mate which she detested. Love, then. Her love. She rather liked the sound of that, but still. ‘This is my love, Nick.’ That wouldn’t roll off the tongue right, and her friend was certainly out as a term of endearment. Of course, he was her friend and always would be she hoped, but it was far from everything they were now. Her fox had merit, but it seemed clingy to use it in public or to describe him to someone else. She loved Her Fox, and she had no doubt that she would think of him in that way. But that was theirs, a

On Archive Of Our Own
archiveofourown.org/works/7680…

On FanFiction.net
www.fanfiction.net/s/12086054/…

Warning: Story contains sexual content.