Writers block is a bitch, so I wrote this for the time being. Inspired by an excerpt from Fifty Shades Of Grey. Nuff said.

Another day, another donut.

Officer Benjamin Clawhauser walked into the double doors of the ZPD with a box of donuts in his hands, a song in his head and a pep in his step.

Around six thirty in the morning, he usually starts his shift around this time. He may not look like to most mammals but he was a legitimate morning mammal. He loves going to work every morning, and today was no exception.

He reached his desk at the reception area and quickly set up shop. It's a well practiced routine that is perfected through years of working the front desk. And that includes dusting the top of the table, clearing up his refuse bin and setting up his brass name plate.

Right after doing all that, and if he knew his Job that well, his phonedesk would be receiving a call in three... Two... One...

Bbrrring!

Benjamin smiled.

"Right on schedule." he muttered in delight.

He pressed the answer button, "G'morning Chief! Speak so you may be enlightened."

"Morning Clawhauser." The ever gruff voice of Chief Bogo resonated from the speaker. He didn't sound too happy. Or healthy either.

His voice was raspier than usual and much more nasally and heavy.

"Sir, you don't sound so hot. Are you okay?" the cheetah asked.

"I'm fine, officer. Though my health is clearly none of your concern, I appreciate it none the less."

Benjamin smiled, "You're welcome Chief. Do you need anything?"

"No, that'll be fine Clawhauser. I think I'll live. Though I do need you to finish that paperwork I gave you for records."

"You mean that case file about the illegal ivory trade?"

"The very one, Clawhauser. Have it ready before noon."

"Consider it done, Chief."

"Good, Carry on."

Benjamin ran a paw over his face. He knew he'd forgotten something. Quickly as he can he turned to his file drawer and fished out the mentioned document and immediately went to work on it.

VVV

Hours later, the same file was put to the side, finished and detailed to the letter.

Benjamin sighed in content, undoubtedly proud of his work. He briefly glanced at the wall clock at the east wall of the precinct.

11:30 am.

The cat hummed to himself as he scratched at his pudgy belly.

Still got time for a short snack before lunch time. He fondly thought before reaching below his desk to retrieve the box of donuts that he had stowed away.

With a pleasured purr he unclasped the folds that secured the box in order to get to the delectable pastries within it. Slowly he reached in and pulled out a normal everyday Glazed donut. But with the way he leered longingly at it, it may as well have been the fruit of some forbidden tree or anything else to that effect.

He purred once more, licking his lips.

And as he was about to take that first anticipated bite of the day, he stopped abruptly when the speaker on his desk phone went off.

But it wasn't the standard generic ringtone that he had gotten used to. No, it was more polyphonic. Like a ringtone from a cellphone.

Strange.

Though what he had immediately noticed was that right below the speaker itself, the little red light that indicated that it was still on-line was flashing.

He never really turned it off.

The spotted cat was so focused on the file that he hadn't noticed until now. So like any other responsible officer, he reached towards the desk phone intending to shut it off.

The speaker continued to play the same tone for a few more seconds.

Then suddenly it stopped. So did Clawhauser.

"Good morning."

Benjamin's brows furrowed.

That sounded like Chief Bogo!

Or... It sounded like him. The buffalo's tone of voice had changed.

He sounded... Giddy.

Why?

"You called way too early than I expected."

A feminine laugh chimed through the speaker.

"Not a week later and I already miss you."

Benjamin gasped.

"Control yourself, Love." Bogo chuckled.

'Love'?! What the hell is this?

"I can't." the voice swooned, "I simply can't stop thinking about you. Ever since that night after the fundraiser."

That made Benjamin think; Fundraiser? Oh! Wait!

He recalled that about two days ago, Chief Bogo was required to attend a fundraiser. To what the fundraiser was for Benjamin couldn't remember because he simply wasn't there, only the Chief was invited. But what the spotted cat can recall was that the Chief wasn't too happy on attending it.

The next morning though, the buffalo didn't seem to be in any of his infamous moods. Because usually, after attending these kinds of events, he'd turn sour the next day.

But no. Clawhauser didn't remember him being in a sour mood.

Chief Bogo had looked content that day. Happy even.

Could this female that he was talking to right now had anything to do with that?

Although, her voice sounded familiar somehow.

That gave Clawhauser another thing to ponder on; Who else was at that fundraiser?

"Do you still think about it, Adrian?"

"Yes." Bogo sighed, "I do. A lot, and I don't think it's good for my health. I've been missing you too."

"Whoa..." was all that Benjamin could say. Who was this romantic imposter that replaced his beloved Chief?

"I wish I could see you more often." The female voice said.

"I wish we could drop everything and see each other. By God's name, Adrian I need you now."

"Calm yourself, Tariah." Bogo soothed, "They'll be time for that. When the weekends role in, then we'll meet."

"Oh-Em-Goodness." Benjamin marveled silently.

Tariah?! The Tariah Grazer?! The newly elected Assistant Mayor of Zootopia?!

She's having an affair with the Chief?!

Well, it can't exactly be called an affair since neither of them are married.

But still!

Adrian Bogo, Chief of Police is hooking up with the Assistant Mayor Tariah Grazer!

The spotted cat hummed to himself.

'Good for him.' he thought, 'He's been so stressed lately. Chief really needed to get out more.'

And what better way for the Chief to hang loose than to date Zootopia's most lovely government official.

And that is not an exaggeration. Assistant Mayor Tariah Grazer is one helluva looker. Well, for a cow.

Benjamin could recall a campaign ad with her in it. Lush brown eyes framed by silver specs, a round plump face and an equally rotund (but not entirely flabby) physique. Her fur was a shade of brownish gold and her hair a dark raven black, tied and done up with an adorable bun, with two decorative chopsticks holding it in place.

Her attire at that time made her more youthful. Wearing a rather stylish black and blue blazer and an everyday office skirt. Nobody could tell that she was 35 years old.

And with Chief Bogo being 40 something years old, she was perfect for him!

That thought made Benjamin giddy.

"Why can't it be now, Adrian?" Tariah asked, "I need you now."

"Now?" Bogo wondered, "Where are you?"

"I'm at home. It's my day off. And right now I'm lying on my bed simply pining for you."

"Do you think that I'm not pining for you as well?" Bogo asked, "Do you think that I enjoy sitting here in my office alone, knowing that right now there's a beautiful woman waiting for me?"

'Oh come on!' Benjamin yelled in his head, 'Go for it Chief! She's waiting for you!'

"And besides," Bogo continued, "We both know we can't always be with each other, we have duties to fulfill and a city to run and protect. Do you expect me to just drop everything that I'm doing now just so we could have some random dalliance? And in the middle of working hours no less?"

What Tariah said next, stunned both of them.

"I'm naked." she whispered.

Benjamin blushed, feeling like he was about to faint. He almost did, yet caught the sides of his desk before he went down.

"Hmm..." Bogo hummed, "You're not fighting fair, love."

"You should've known that I never have."

"What do you want me to do then? I can't leave. And you can't visit my office just so we could do it here."

"On the the contrary, I actually find that idea to be quite satisfying, don't you?," she giggled, "Or maybe you're too uptight and would think twice about taking me right there in your office."

"Oh believe me, Tariah. I would want nothing more than to get my hands on you. And now that I think about it, maybe it would be a good idea for you to come here."

"Really?"

"Really."

'Really?' Benjamin tilted his head to side.

"And what would happen if I were to do that? What awaits me once I enter your domain?"

"Me." was Bogo's answer.

"You? Just you?"

'Of course it'll be just him!' Benjamin mentally retorted, 'Who else could be doing you?'

Right then the dispatcher wondered if this conversation was going anywhere.

Though in the same time he realized that he shouldn't even be listening to this in the first place.

"Yes. Just me. And you, and an office with a desk that I am sure could hold both of us."

"Both of us? Oh my, Adrian. What are you planning to do with me?"

"Well, first..." he began.

Benjamin grabbed his glazed donut from the box once more and braced himself. But not before looking around if anyone else had been listening.

So far, nobody has taken notice. Everyone was either busy or out on patrols.

He sent his attention back to his desk phone.

"...Once I see you, don't be surprised if I suddenly go and grab you."

"And?"

"I won't say anything and neither will you. I'd be on you in a heartbeat."

"What will you do to me?"

"Kiss you. Touch you. I'll bite your lip because by God, everytime you do it drives me mad."

"Oh Adrian." she moaned.

Meanwhile Benjamin was nibbling on that donut like there was no tomorrow. His face flushed, his breathing almost labored. And his tail swishing back and forth behind him.

"I'll lead you to my desk..."

"Yeah?"

"I'd tear off your clothes."

"And?"

"I'll look at you. And I'll be thoroughly pleased to find out that you are naked underneath."

"Oh God!"

"And then you'll begin to undress me, just like before."

"Mmmhmm."

"Until I am completely bare. I'll bend you over my desk."

"I could already feel you."

"And take you right there. And I wouldn't give a damn who hears you scream."

"Oh yes!"

'Oh yes, indeed.' Benjamin mused as he fanned himself with a paw, his donut already long gone and eaten.

'Boy, is it getting hot in here?'

"Pent up, aren't you?" Bogo teased.

"How is a woman supposed to act like a lady when you're around?" she laughed. Benjamin could only guess that she was slowly coming down from her verbal tirade with the Chief.

"My dear, I simply have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh I think you do. Before the fundraiser, before our little encounter, I was a good little sow. How you turned me into this helpless damsel I haven't the foggiest idea."

"Happy to be of service, madam."

"Hmm, quite. My how you make me quiver with your voice alone. Though I may need something more. Right now my senses are wide awake, and your seductive words can only get me so far."

"I still can't leave." he reminded her.

'Even after all that?' Benjamin wondered.

"Please Adrian." she begged, "I need to see you. I need to touch you. I need you to touch me. By mother earth how I need you to touch me."

"Don't you start." Bogo warned, he tried but his voice was beginning to falter, "Don't you start that with me."

"Is it really so bad for you to play hooky just once?"

"My dear, I may find our little romps marvelously breathtaking but I still love my job, more than anything else."

To that, Benjamin nodded in agreement. That's is completely and utterly true. If there was one thing Chief Bogo was known for is that he is married to his work. Nothing can take the buffalo away from it.

Well... Except for backstage passes to one of Gazelle's concerts. But otherwise, the Chief's work always comes first.

"Really? More than anything else?"

"More than anything else."

"Even more than you love being inside me?"

'Whoa...' Benjamin gasped, 'Talk about persistent.'

"And there you are again, not fighting fair."

"I never have, darling." she boasted, "You should know that by now. And do you really blame me for not fighting fair? I simply want you here, in my bed, making love to me. Is that so much to ask?"

"You are an insatiable woman, you know that?"

"Only when I'm thinking about you."

'Aww...' Benjamin smiled. What is it about forbidden romances that makes it so beautiful?

The Cheetah heard the Chief sigh, "Fine, how about I propose a compromise?"

"I'm all ears."

"It's almost lunch time, I have a full hour to spend. You're house isn't really that far so we have plenty of time."

"Oh how wonderful! Should I break out some wine?"

"That would be lovely, thank you. And please, wear something nice. As much I enjoy seeing you naked, I take as much pleasure in undressing you myself."

"I'll see what I can do."

"Splendid. I'm going now, so don't start without me."

"I make no promises."

Bip!

The sound of a dial tone was enough of a signal for for Benjamin to back away from his desk phone and quickly composed himself. Also looking around again if anyone had noticed what had transpired at his desk. Again, no one seems to have taken attention.

'Thank God it's a slow day.'

The spotted cat heared the Chief's door open and close way up at the mezzanine floor. Soon the unmistakable sound of bovine hooves stomping down the stairs could be heard.

Benjamin took a moment to breathe and compose himself before-

"Clawhauser." Bogo called.

The cheetah turned, putting on a face that he hoped looked innocent enough.

"Yeah Chief?"

The lumbering buffalo held out his hand, "The Ivory File, please."

He looked calm. Obvious that he had no clue that his supposed private conversation with the Assistant Mayor had been tapped.

"Oh sure," Benjamin said as he reached for the mentioned file, "Here you go."

Bogo took the file into his hand opened it. Eventually finding that everything was in order.

He nodded once, "Nice work, Clawhauser. Enjoy your break."

Then he was off. Right towards the double doors of the precinct, evidently taking the file with him.

"You too, Chief!" Benjamin called, right before the buffalo disappeared through the doors.

'No doubt about that.'

And cut there.

If isn't obvious to some people yet, I used a couple of Christian Grey's lines from the book. Though I doubt any of had missed them.

It's finals week here in the Philippines. And this one shot is sort-of my way of saying that I am still alive.

I may or may not add another chapter to this, depends on how many reviews it receives so tell what you think.

See ya!