Christmas Danger

 Well damn, it's already Christmas; I hope it's a merry one to all you all peeps!  Especially for you HyenaTig, I hope you enjoy some spicy Helena for the holiday.  Boy, that's one pretty hyena for sure, thank you Hyena for allowing me to draw her more! 

    

    Chilled weather bit into the canine's paws on his way home from work.  The heater in his car broke, just one more layer of grievance to his seemingly dismal holiday, as Zootopia's Sahara Square can get quite cold in the winter.  Work had the coywolf out on a long shift until late that Christmas Eve night, which frustrated him immensely.  His friends and family were caught up in their own holiday plans, plus his mate had been away on a business trip for the past few weeks, and it didn't seem she would be back in time for the great jolly day.  The hybrid canine gritted his teeth through the cold, frustration, tiredness, and pressed the accelerator down to get on with what he assumed would be another lonely night on Christmas Eve.

    Passing by blocks of dusty residences plastered with holiday lights, the coywolf groaned as he pulled into the empty driveway of his small dwelling.  He took a minute to observe his own house decorations upon exiting the vehicle, thinking how great the year's Christmas could have been if the circumstances hadn't worked against him so.

    "Damn, already after midnight." the coywolf said to himself looking at his watch.  After a moment, he shivered, let out a cloud of breath, and proceeded inside the front door with low-set ears.

    Upon entering, he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary; his sense of smell dulled by the effects of the cold.  He failed to notice a familiar musk had permeated the living space.  At least the heater in the house still worked, he thought to himself as he laid down his hoodie and keys on the kitchen counter.  He was about to turn away when he finally noticed something out of place; a coffee mug sitting at the other end of the counter with steam still rising out of its contents.  As the warm interior temperature revived the canine's sense of smell, he detected it was a recently prepared cup of hot chocolate.  The coywolf became perplexed for a second when a new smell suddenly registered. 

    That certain familiar musk. 

    The coywolf's eyes widened, his ears perked straight up, then he swiftly ran to end of the house towards his bedroom.  He burst open the door and was immediately greeted by the sight of a drop dead gorgeous mammal poised atop the bed.  A hyena illuminated by candlelight, dressed in a cherry red corset, with matching red panties, and over-knees secured by a garter belt; the snowball fluff at the end of her Christmas hat swung over her shoulder as she swiveled her head towards the gawking canine.  Candy canes, peppermints, and holly were scattered around the sheets, as well as a small box wrapped in a bow.

    "You aren't going to enjoy that cocoa?" she inquired.

    "Helena... I... How?" stuttered the coywolf.  

    "Have you any idea how long I've been waiting like this?" the hyena retorted.

    "I didn't see your car."

    "I parked around back."

    "Hehe... you cleaver yeen, I had no idea you came back!  H-how was your trip hon?" 

    "Hrm, was long, too long.  I was worried I wouldn't make it back in time, just arrived back in Zootopia this morning.  I thought it would be a good idea to surprise my little puppy.  I missed you Scott!"  Helena said with a longing expression.

    "I-I missed you too... so much!"  Scott stuttered once more as he began trembling with excitement.

    Helena smiled, her toothy grin sending shocks down Scott's spine.  The increased presence of musk, the exposed spots on the hyena's fur, and the spiciness of her getup was too much for the poor canine to bear.  Plus the ambiance was't exactly helping either, but at the same time, it really was.

    "Well," Helena started after a moment, her voice excited and bubbly, "it's technically Christmas already... aren't you going to open your gift? The wait has been agonizing!"  Scott shifted his eyes to the small wrapped box next to Helena. 

    "No silly puppy, that'll have to wait until morning... I meant me." said the hyena as she lay to her side presenting her rear towards Scott.  She made sure to give him that sultry look that could just about crash his cognitive function every time. 

    Scott's heart skipped a beat, his jaw hanging slightly loose, his excitement levels were overloading his senses.  The sight he beheld was so rich with surprise, as Helena wasn't the holiday type, but he knew she was willing to do something special for him on Christmas anyway.  The love he felt from her was enough to chase out any remaining traces of cold inside him, the hot chocolate in the kitchen was no longer necessary.  The twitterpated coywolf couldn't wait to express his love in return despite the fact he was still stunned by her surprise appearance.

    "Are you just going to stand there staring all night with that stupid look on your face?" Helena quipped.

    "Huh? Oh, right... sorry!" Scott said shaking his head to snap himself out of his daze. "You know how terribly flustered you get me, Sweet Yeen."

    "Now hurry up and get me out of this ridiculous outfit!" she demanded with a snarl on her muzzle.