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Just a minute, fella, right before you go out there
All your voices said you wouldn't last a minute bare
One more hour and you'll know your life is one to share
“I hate assignments,” Judy murmured in solitary rage. “Hate ‘em, hate ‘em, hate ‘em!” she repeated over and over. It was one of her ways to cope after a hard day. After a hard round of assignments. Those words made her shiver. For Judy, patrol was her sweet spot. She got an assigned area, responded to calls in her vicinity, and solved them. Everyday was an adventure, she never knew what she would get. She never knew who she would save and/or help, and that was exhilarating. Assignments…they were predictable. And boring, oh god so boring.
Today they felt even more boring than all the days before. In some way or another, she had been unfortunately roped into mindless and never-ending assignments, assigned by none other than the Chief of her precinct, Buffalo Butt. She was in no mood to be formal where other eyes nor ears could get a sense of what she was thinking. She was in her small cocoon where she could be cocky and smug like Nick. Oh darn, that was a mistake, she thought to herself, as she also thought more and more of Nick.
Her mind had to drift. Far far away from that bushy red tail. She would think of how horrible her assignments were today, and nothing else. She filled herself a cup of water from the sink and sat down on her bed to drink it, checking her phone for any new messages(From Nick?) but seeing nothing noteworthy. She drank the rest of the water and prepared herself for a shower, taking off her sweaty uniform and running to the bathroom. She needed refreshment. She needed some comfort for her achy joints from an entire day of running around doing who-knows-what with who-knows-who. As she turned on the faucet of the shower, more thoughts began piling up of the events of the day.
It was a slow day at the ZPD, and she had been tasked with a menagerie of odd jobs around the precinct. Among the many tasks were:
- Clean up the data centers. Any cold cases from 30 years ago or more had to be taken from the files and stored in a separate place where a different group of people would sort them and take them to other precincts or down to the trash. Judy thought of trying to solve a few, but decided to just do what she had been asked. She ended up sorting about 120 of them.
- Bring coffee to the IT department. That was by far the easiest job since they were all moles and a single cup of coffee was enough for the entire group.
- Help out in reception. Clawhauser was kind to lend a hand but their work ethics were very different and they clashed at multiple instances. He sorted all the files in the order of his most to least favorite donut flavor. She wanted to KILL HIM.
- Show new recruits around the precinct, including where the tranquilizer guns would be. A rookie ended up misfiring one and almost hit one of her ears.
- Really now that she thought about it half of her assignments were to bring coffee to everyone, it was bullshit! It was the first time in a while where she had felt like a token bunny, just like her first day.
Really the only thing that kept her going during those awful work days was the thought that soon in the near future, Nick would be her partner, and she would be his. Partners on the force, Wilde and Hopps. It sounded perfect, and thinking of him always made her mood brighter. This time, though, it only made it worse because she knew she couldn’t have him yet. He was still hard at work in the academy and wouldn’t be done for another three months. It was exhausting to wait for him. Made it more exhausting when she remembered how close she had gotten to him in the waiting period before he went to the Academy. All those nights talking, enjoying their time together. Especially that night where they ki-
nope. not going there.
Judy’s soft thought hit her like a train heading to Bunnyburrow, and she turned the dial of the shower to make it colder. She couldn’t think about that. Not yet. Her and Nick had formed a pact. An unbreakable promise. She couldn’t go back on her word and think about that, as much as she was guilty of daydreaming about it. Oh, for Peter’s sake, I’m smitten and the animal that has me this way is hundreds of miles away.
She yearned for him. Deep in the night she thought of his touch. Of his cells intermingling with hers. His touch felt so real in her mind, radiating all of her, feeling it the most in her lower, secret area, one that she wished he would touch right now. “Oh, Nick,” she said to herself, a whisper only for her, the water falling on her body, imagining it like it’s him caressing her up and down. It only made her ache for him more.
She released all of her frustrations in the shower. It hit her how much she really missed him, how much she wanted him. This day truly had been horrible, and she wished he was there to make her forget it.
After stepping out of the shower, she felt embarrassed.
For the moment, she and Nick were only friends. It felt mortifying that she had objectified him in such a way. He was more than just someone she wanted carnally. She loved him. She didn’t just want him because he was a handsome fox(because by jove, he is), but because he was the partner that she never thought she’d have, and the one mammal she would trust her life with…which is why it really really sucks that he isn’t here. Judy sighed in discontent and kept drying off her fur, when…
*BANG BANG BANG*
The door was knocked - it almost sounded like gunshots - three times, and it startled Judy so much it almost made her slip back into the bathtub. Who could it be at this hour?
She slipped onto a quick blouse and sweatpants combo and hurried to the door, cautious of who it might be. “Who is it?” she asked, to no immediate reply.
“It’s the Candyman,” said a raspy voice during the few seconds where she was walking closer to the door. The voice was muffled and lower than she had expected it, but it was undeniable. Her heart wanted to escape from her ribs with the thought of who was behind that door.
“You gonna open up or wha-” the voice wasn’t even done speaking before Judy opened the door swiftly, being taken in by the sight of the mammal in front of her.
At first she thought it was a dream. A simple illusion crafted by her tired and aroused mind who couldn’t get the need for fox from her thoughts. But little by little her calculating rabbit brain started piecing together that this wasn’t a mere fantasy from a daydreaming horny bunny. She knew that the brain was limited and couldn’t come up with things she hadn’t seen before. For instance, she’d never seen Nick wearing a ZPA(Zootopia Police Academy) shirt, or the fact that he had scratches all over his body, or the fact that his eyes looked like deflated tires, or the fact he was completely covered in mud, and she knew that mud all too well. All this to say, this wasn’t a trick of the mind. Nick Wilde was at her doorstep, at close to 12am in the morning.
“...Nick?” she asked, eyes wide. Despite knowing this was for sure him, she still had to make sure.
“That’s the one, Hopps. Care to let a humble fox in?” he said politely, not moving a single fur. She realized he wouldn’t go in until she said anything.
“Uh y-yeah, yeah, sure, come in,” she said. He let himself in without much preamble, standing in the living room trying to figure out where to sit. She couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Nick was in her apartment, like, right now! He wasn’t training, he wasn’t sleeping over at the academy, he was here. Despite being so very happy inside that he was there and she could see him, there were just too many questions that she had on her mind.
“Sorry, I’m a little worse for wear and I don’t want to cover your couch with dirt and bugs,” he said, awkwardly standing in her apartment like there weren’t a million questions that he had to answer for.
“You can use my shower if you like,” Judy said, trying not to freak out. She had to take it slow.
“I don’t exactly have a change of clothes, and I don’t think any of your bunny clothes can fit me,” the mud-covered vulpine said, his face trying hard to be smug but also feeling embarrassed.
“Y’know what?” Judy said, her anxiety creeping in through her tone. “How about I make you some coffee first? Let’s worry about all that later.” She really just wanted an escape. Thankfully, Nick nodded and waved his paw at her in a shoo motion. She didn’t take it as an offense, just as his usual Nicknerisms. She hated that she even had a word for it.
So, without much to say, off Hopps went to work herself and Nick a good cup of Joe to spice up the evening, because boy oh boy she had questions. Nick was in her apartment. Say it again for good measure. Nick, the fox who should currently be sleeping at the academy and wake up at 6am sharp tomorrow for another round of drills and exercises(she remembers exactly what the exercises are going to be tomorrow, since she memorized the schedule to best help Nick whenever he needed it) is currently at her apartment, which is in Zootopia, the city, not the academy, which is about two hours away by train. Two whole hours. She needed to get to the bottom of things, but first, coffee.
Nick takes it fully black, Judy likes it with some cream and one spoonful of sugar. She gets the fox mug meant for Nick(he left it there so he could use it whenever they hung out there together) which she had to grab with her whole two paws. She filled the cup to the brim too, since Nick likes to drink a lot of it. She realized a big mistake in this approach: she will have to give him the mug, then cause some more unnecessary awkwardness by having to go back for her own coffee mug, so she decides to not do that, and instead just pretend that she made one single cup.
After coming up with that solution, she brings him the mug, silently curses that her coffee will go cold, then sits down next to him while he slowly sips it. “Wow. You remembered how I like it,” Nick said softly. “Thanks, Carrots.”
That small response melts her soul. He sounded sad. Really sad. Just what in the world happened to him. This was scaring her. “Nick…what’s going on?” She started coming up with her own answers, many of different degrees of severity, but the one she was most scared of, and the one she ended up confronting him about was: “Please don’t tell me you’re quitting the Academy!” She says it with a louder voice than she intends to. He can’t do this to her, he can’t, he just can’t! They had plans together, things to do, places to be, asses to kick! They were supposed to be partners! In just three months they would be able to be a team. He can’t throw this all away!
“Carrots, stop, I can tell when you’re screaming in your mind, no I am not,” he says with a monotone expression, and Judy sighs in relief.
“Then…why are you here? Can you explain it to me, please?”
“What, wanting to see my partner-to-be is not enough of an excuse to skip class?”
He was deflecting. She could tell very well. Before she knew him, she wouldn’t have known a thing about what he was thinking based on his face or what he spoke. But now, she’d seen enough Nicknerisms to see that it wasn’t the full truth. Yes, she could see that Nick wanted to see her(she was flattered, and a little turned on, what can she do, she’s a bunny, and that fox is such a hottie, even while covered in academy mud) but that was not the full truth. She wanted to get that out of him. She didn’t want more lies out of her friend.
“Nick…” she pressed, digging into Nick’s eyes with her own. He sighs, contemplating what he should say first.
“Where should I start?” he asked. “It’s not that I don’t want to tell you anything, just…I need some direction here, this whole ‘you can say anything without any fear’ shtick is a little new to me, ya know?”
So, Nick wasn’t afraid to express himself around her? That just made her tell-tale heart just beat louder, but she didn’t have time to think about her feelings. For the moment, Nick came first. “Well, probably the easiest question first: Why are you so dirty?”
“I heard the ladies liked it dirty in that part of town,” he smiles, trying to deflect once again. Judy gives him a look while muttering a quiet hmph. “Okay, fine, fineeee. It was practice, and I fell in the mud pit.”
“I knew it!” Judy exclaimed. “Oh, sorry, didn’t mean to be that loud hehe. Continue.” Judy moved closer to Nick, putting a paw on his right leg while he took a sip of his coffee.
“Well, everything up to that point was quite alright, by the academy’s standards. Officer White Butt Friedkin screamed ‘you’re dead, fox!’ with that obnoxious voice, while I did a walk of shame to the bleachers to see the other officers finish and do it way better than me. I’m sure this is bringing back memories, he he he,” he stops to sip some more coffee, licks his lips with his tongue, then continues. “Anyways, I go into this bathroom to do my fox things, and I am happily greeted by three cool guys who are there to do various things. Some of them are: laugh at me, throw insults at me, embarrass me by screaming at my face while in the bathroom stall, many things that I have learned to tune out with time. And, well, one of them sucker-punching me was one of the things I actually didn’t see coming-”
“WHAT?” Judy yelled. It was dark. She thought it was mud or exhaustion. Those bags on his eyes are bruises! Judy felt like throwing up. She felt like crying, even. “No, no, no, that is not okay, that is NOT allowed. You and I are going back to that academy and I will tell them what for! Those ruffians, those…those low-lifes are going to get expelled for what they did to you!”
“Carrots, Carrots! Calm down, okay?” He puts the mug on the coffee table and touches her shoulders with both paws. “I…well, I wouldn’t say I’m innocent.”
“But they punched you! How could you say you’re not inno-”
“Cuz I punched them back. Hard. One of them’s gonna have cotton stuffed up their nose for at least a week,” he smiled. Why did he smile? Why is he smiling at that? One moment she is sad for him, and the next she is furious. If the incident were to be reported, she knows that Nick would also be expelled for fighting, even if it is self-defense. She sighed.
“I need to check your eyes. Let me get the first aid kit,” she said, getting up once again from her seat to search for the kit. After finding it, she quickly went by her side again and started cleaning up his face. “Nick, what if they report it? What if they actually expel you?” She was terrified.
“They won’t. I know they won’t. They want this job as much as I do. We’ll keep our mouths shut, say we tripped on the stairs or something and all will go like it never happened. Easy peasy.”
The way he said that was not convincing. Like he was hiding more of his feelings. For the moment, they both entered into a silence while she cleaned his eyes and some other scratches on his face. She wanted to say more. She was curious for more. But part of her was just happy that she could see him.
“I missed you, Carrots,” said Nick, putting his face closer to hers. “Thank you for taking care of me. I appreciate it.” As he said this, he put a paw on her shoulder, and gently caressed the area.
Judy became nervous from this gesture. “I…” she struggled to come up with anything to say as she kept cleaning him. “I did too, Slick. Today I was actually-” she turned silent before she could finish that sentence, knowing she was about to talk about how much she was thinking of him before he had arrived.
Nick was curious about this. “Actually what, Carrots?” he said, his claws softly scratching the fur on her shoulder, making her shiver. She had a feeling he knew what he was doing. “Care to tell me? Or…show me?” he said with a smile, as he put the coffee mug on the table and grabbed her face. She felt her prey instincts take over, but not in a bad way. She felt Nick’s eyes on her, and she wanted to scream. She wanted to bite him and to kiss him and to smell his fur and to kiss him more. But just before she could do anything, other thoughts became center stage. That night they kissed for the first time. The same night when they gave each other a promise. She pushed his paw away.
“Nick…you promised,” Judy told him, and she could tell he wasn’t amused. Nick sighed.
“Judy,” he began softly. “I care about you. Deeply. Deeper than I have cared for any animal, period, and I would love for nothing more than to stand by your side at every point and for you to take command of the train at any moment, toot-toot and all. But after today, I want to be selfish. Tell me why it can’t happen today,” he said, his voice beginning to wield a demanding tone.
“You know why,” she kept telling him. “It’s too risky. It might impede you from doing good in classes if you’re stuck thinking about some bunny-”
“But you’re not some bunny, Carrots!” he said exasperated. “You’re Judy Hopps, and I am more than motivated to become your partner than anything! Kicking places and making the world a better butt!” He still manages to find time for jokes, Judy thought. “I’m not mad, Judy, but I don’t think you understand how ‘in it’ I am. How imperative it is for me to pass these classes with top grades, like come on, this is just like, like when I went around selling popsicles and getting better each day, but this time it’s not for money, it’s for you. And believe me, your value to me is worth more than anything in this world. That’s why I wanted to see you. I felt so down after today. I needed to remind myself of what I’m fighting for.”
“Nick,” she said, her heart skipping a beat halfway through his words. “So, then, you coming today was…”
“For you, dumb bunny, for you. And frankly not just to see you.” This statement intrigued her, so she quieted until he finished his piece. “I’ve never stopped thinking about it, Judy. That night where we kissed at the Gazelle concert. I never felt so happy in my life. To finally be kissing you? That was a dream come true. I felt like a young high school boy learning how to kiss behind the campus…” his ears lowered. “And then you said that we couldn’t do this. At least not yet. I remembered thinking ‘no, this is bullshit. You like me, I like you, what’s the problem?’ But I remembered. You had a lot on your plate. You probably still do. Going from the reason predators are almost kicked out of the city to being the one who uncovers a deep conspiracy isn’t easy. I assumed you had a lot on your mind, and I backed out, and I agreed to your promise that nothing would occur between us until I graduated from the Academy. But today I’ve decided: I don’t want to wait this long anymore. I don’t want to crave you the way I have. I don’t care what it takes to convince you, but I want another kiss from you tonight. That's that. Nothing more, nothing less.”
This was a circumstance she never thought would ever happen to her. A guy, a fox no less, being so interested in her that he had to leave the Academy by train late at night just to see her? He didn’t come to complain, he didn’t come to ask her for a favor. He was just there for her, and to get some comfort from the hard work he had been enduring for months. At this moment…she figured she wanted to get some comfort from her hard days as well.
“So, what say you, Hopps? Kiss bye-bye for daddy?”
Milliseconds after Nick said this, Judy was onto him like a lion, pushing him to the sofa with strength, her first aid kit and other equipment forgotten on the floor. Nick was surprised that she had shoved him like this, but didn’t have time to think or say anything else. Not really much to say when Judy’s tongue is in your mouth.
Judy had, frankly, no idea what she was doing. She had only ever kissed three boys and one girl, all of them bunnies. With a fox snout, it was a lot more complicated. But, being in the moment, she had no time to analyze, just doing her best and hoping that Nick liked it. She didn’t mean to shove him so hard, but her words made her more in love with him. It made her want him more. Feeling so desired by him was the cherry on top of the already delicious carrot cake that was Nicholas Wilde, and how could she refuse an offer to kiss him when the source itself was asking for it?
Their second kiss was clumsier than she remembered. Both their teeth, so different in anatomy, kept hitting each other. Their tongues, one longer than the other, fought for a spot inside their saliva caves, with Nick’s ultimately winning. His lips were also longer, so he had to take a moment to adjust them to kiss her better, like when he was trying to kiss Mr. Big’s ring. She thought he wasn’t enjoying any of it, and she was feeling the pressure. “Sorry…it’s…mmuah…kinda hard to…ah…kiss” she said in between kisses and lip bites.
“I don’t fucking care,” Nick said, opening his mouth to envelop her. If her eyes weren’t closed, she knew she would be staring right down his throat, and that only excited her more. He licked her face excitedly, and his paws were on both her cheeks, keeping her close to him. Then with one paw he went and squeezed her ass, and she damn near lost it, moaning inside his throat, being engulfed by lust never experienced before.
The fox had an appetite for more, and he would let that be known to her in very simple actions, such as running a claw through her back until it reached her neck, then using his teeth to bite into it, not enough to make it bleed, but enough for Judy to feel the pain and the exhilaration, the pleasure, the excitement. Judy was at the mercy of her predator, but she was not afraid. The little fear that she had only made her even more wet than she knew she already was. Her most intricate and vivid fantasies did not compare to the likes of the real thing. The real fox, now eating her neck and making her moan so easily. “Nick, ahh,” she exclaimed. She wanted his lips on hers again, so she forcefully took him away from her neck and planted herself on his face, their tongues flowing together in a nicer way than before. Nick bit and sucked Judy’s lower lip, letting go of it with a satisfying “POP” and another moan from her, which only made Nick want to do it more.
“Touch me anywhere you want, Slick,” she says between kisses. “Don’t be afraid.” Judy already knew he wasn’t afraid, since he had already done a pretty nice squeeze on her rump, which she loved immensely. She just wanted to speed up the process. While making out and learning how to kiss a fox was hot, she wanted his claws to be warmed by her body as well.
“You let me know if I hurt you, Carrots,” he says between kisses. “Don’t be afraid to tell me to stop.” Judy’s heartbeats shivered. How could this mammal make her so horny and so loved at the same time? She didn’t know how she had lived before tasting him. She was instantly addicted.
Out of nowhere, the fox lifted her in the air while still kissing her, positioning both his paws on her butt, to which Judy didn’t object. “Where are we going?” she asked, smiling between kisses.
“I think I'm gonna take you up on that offer of taking that shower,” he smiled, squeezing her butt with both paws, making sure his claws did enough to make her feel them, but not enough to make her bleed. Judy loved his rough yet gentle nature. She kept falling for him more and more by the minute.
“By all means, lead the way,” she said, continuing their teasing as they kept kissing while Nick took them to her bathroom.
Nick shut the bathroom door with such force that a thunderous wave of air flashed on them both as Nick began to position his paw on her butt again, giving it a light smack that she so wonderfully enjoyed. “Dirty foxes need to take off their clothes,” Judy said, not at all trying to hide that she wanted to see him naked.
“Not taking me to dinner first?”
“Coffee was enough. Take them off and I’ll join you,” she said, smug. She knew that was enough. Her brain realized she would see him naked, but none of the worry that this was too far played in her brain. This felt right. This felt good. Anything that felt good couldn’t be bad, right? Nick could never be bad. Of course, only she would start getting a little emotional while horny. Bunny hormones are potent.
“Gonna have to take you off me too, Officer. Hold on.” Nick went to the sink, plopping Judy onto it. The coldness of the marble didn’t feel at all like Nick’s soft hands and fur traveling across her back, her neck, her rump. It didn’t feel good having to wait for him to undress to grab her again. She took this opportunity to start taking her tank top off(a deal’s a deal), now realizing it had been stained by Nick’s saliva. She also started feeling sore on her neck and jaw. Kissing a fox was no child’s play, that’s for sure. That wasn’t the only thing stained, however, as her clear-colored shorts had a pretty big wet spot in her crotch area, and that was no saliva.
She couldn’t help but gently caress herself as she saw the fox undress in front of her, clothes leaving his body and floating down to the cold bathroom floor, first his academy shirt, drenched in mud, sweat, and blood, all descending to his feet. His physique had changed, Judy noticed. His chest now radiating with complexity rather than lankiness, full of defined areas that had been heavily trained. Judy knew the feeling, having gone through the same thing. There wasn’t a day where her body didn’t scream for rest and relaxation, but she never stopped, always decisive and motivated about her journey. She imagined Nick did the same, and it warmed her heart just the same as her loins.
Next were his shorts, sporting a big ‘Z’ on his right leg, and a ‘A’ on his left one. His legs were also more defined, but his fur was unkempt, which made Judy a little sad. She loved his free-flowing fur. How it caught the light of the sun just right so that the rays reflected on him in such a way that it genuinely made him look like an orange. Just a big, grumpy orange. She teased him with it, they laughed, talked about cases, love, life, a perfect day for Wilde and Hopps. She missed that. She missed having him there. Realizing she was getting more sad than horny, she went back to looking as he took off the shorts, leaving only his boxers, also caked in mud. She could see his bulge. It was big, as expected, but finally seeing it in person was much different than her fantasies.
Without any notice, Nick grabbed her again and continued kissing her with the same fervor and savagery as before. Now eyeing at her breasts, Nick cupped one of them with his fingertips, making circles around her nipple. His claws tickled her, giving her goosebumps throughout her body, her furs standing just as her breast did. Nick didn’t hesitate to take it with his tongue as well, making Judy moan once again. He proceeded to take both of them to the bathtub, where he shut the curtains(even if no one else could really see them), and rapidly took off her sweatpants with the force of the train that had taken him there.
“Oh, fuck, sorry,” Nick said. Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop! Judy thought. She had no panties on, so Nick could already see all of her. The fur in her groin was sticky, fluid forming in and around the area. “Judy, I have claws, I-I don’t wanna hurt you-”
Judy did not care to hear his concerned words. She already knew he was hot. He was beating around the bush too much. With initiative and confidence partly armored with her desire to feel him, Judy sent his paw all the way to her crotch, and the electricity she felt was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Nick let himself go with his desire as well, going slowly inside Judy so as to not hurt her delicate spots. It annoyed her a little, but it also made her so very attracted to him even more. Here was a fox that could do anything he wanted to her. He had gotten consent from her to do so, and yet, he was holding back. Out of fear. Because he wanted her, she could see it, but he also loved her. That, combined with Nick suddenly reaching her magic spot, the one just above her main entrance, she orgasmed for the second time that evening, releasing herself on the ground, splashing Nick’s legs and feet. Nick, with a new air about him, wanted more.
Before anything else could be done to her insides, Judy wanted more as well. She wanted to pleasure her fox. She wanted to make him feel as good as he was making her feel. She saw his boxers, with his erection still untouched, and began softly rubbing it with her feet, since she was too high up off the ground to really use her paws, seeing Nick quickly respond to it with a small whimper, a fox-kind of whine that she had heard some predators make before, but never under these circumstances. Nick’s response was to increase his finger action, making her jittery and more noisy by the second, heavily breathing on Nick’s ears as they kept kissing for dear life.
Then, Nick let go of her to finally take off his tight underwear, releasing his erect penis for Judy to see. None of her relationships had ever gone this far. It’s pretty, Judy couldn’t help thinking. It’s big, she also thought, stating the obvious. Too big.
“Carrots, I can see the worry in your eyes,” Nick said with a smile. “I don’t need to ‘stick it in you’, for lack of a better word, to have a good time with you. This is already a lot more than I expected, not gonna li-” he whimpered again, as Judy grabbed a hold of his mechanism. “Getting confidence there?”
“Man, you can hit a home run with this,” she said, literally holding it like a bat. “But it looks like it already swallowed the ball,” she said, eyeing his knot, hidden deeper on his shaft.
“Is this how you typically break the ice during sex,” Nick said, with a face that spelled disappointment at Judy’s jokes. He never told her to stop, though.
“I typically don’t have sex,” she said cheekily. “Would it be surprising to say you’re my first one?” she asked, hoping that wasn’t something bad for him.
“More Judy for me, then,” he said, going back to her sex and continuing his strokes. “I love how warm you are down there,” he said sultrily. She could tell he was enjoying her, and that made her happy and hot. She reciprocated by stroking his red manhood back and forth, making sure to wet her paws to not hurt it. She might be inexperienced, but she knew the basics. She always did her research. Nick didn’t seem to object to anything she was doing, so she kept it up. At around this time, his fingers made fantastic motions leading to another strong stream running down from her urethra, coursing through her legs and reaching the ground once again, with more high pitched moans escaping her throat. Judy bet it was an amazing boost to Nick’s ego.
Before she could think of something else to do to satisfy the fox making her come (it was two to nil when it came to their releases, she couldn’t have that, she had always been a competitive bunny) Nick raised her up from the ground like before, and kept on kissing her, this time with his member close to her entrance, and she went back to being surprised at their severe size issue, feeling scared and disappointed once more. Today won’t be the day when she takes it fully, and Nick knows that. She trusts him completely. But what he does makes her just as crazy.
With one paw holding her by her butt, getting a few rubs and tickles here and there across her labia, he used his other paw to direct himself below Judy, and with his fox instinct, began lightly tapping Judy’s sex with his shaft, driving her insane. The sudden connection of their genitals gave her a new sense of closeness with the fox, and it felt so good. It was even better than his fingers, and he knew how good he was doing it, because Judy’s reaction spelled it all out like a dictionary. Either way, Nick would know, as he always would. There was nothing escaping him.
“Nick! Fuck, Nick! I’m cu-” she couldn’t even finish her sentence as what she had tried to warn him of came true in an instant, more streams of her warm clear liquid splashing Nick’s area and went back onto the ground of the bathtub. Judy was spent, holding onto his chest furs for dear life. These were intense orgasms, but she wanted more. She wanted Nick. She wanted him to free himself too, to feel better, to make his trip from the academy worthwhile. She went on kissing him, enjoying the sweet tongue of her partner, this time using her thighs to pleasure between his legs, moving them up and down, side to side, back to front, and she knew Nick loved it. While it wasn’t making him moan or whimper, she could tell it was soothing him, his eyes peacefully shut, reeling in on the feeling.
“I love this, Carrots,” he said, his words sounding like a slight wind coming from a window, a whisper in the air of the night. Quiet. “I love you,” he said with more conviction, his snout resting on her neck while she kept on doing thigh exercises on him.
“I love you too,” she said, increasing the intensity of her massage, to the fox’s quick response, his face no longer peaceful, instead one of pleasure, his snout coming back up next to her face with an expression akin to him starting to say ‘Oh my god’ but not finding the energy to make a sound other than involuntary cries. Back to front, side to side, up and down, and so and so in quick succession, one after the other, no rest. The bunny had an objective to fulfill. She wanted to pleasure her fox, she wanted to feel his warmth from within, more than his saliva or his tongue. “Which is why I need you to come like a good foxy would,” she told him seductively, continuing the onslaught. Would a good foxy come, Judith, she asked herself, wanting to be sexy for her fox but fearing that she would come off as corny or too quirky for his liking. He seemed to find no grievances with her statement, as he did not ask her to stop.
“Oh, god, Judy, can you t-, can you try to touch my knot?” Nick said hurriedly, and Judy obeyed her sexy fox, using her knees to reach his knot, now fully out of its sheath, and massage it, making sure to keep using her thighs to caress the rest of him. Nick’s tongue lulled out, followed by heavy breathing. She figured she needed to give him some rest, so her leg massages ceased being quite as fast, and opted to go back to her regular pace of slow, kind strokes to his groin. After this action, she did not expect a guttural groan to come out of the fox, and she did not expect a soft growl after that, and she also did not expect him to grab her ass with both paws, forcefully enough to feel his claws almost dig into her soft glutes.
“Nick, what are you-” she tried to say but Nick was through with listening to anything, it seemed. Instinct had fully taken over with his pleasure.
He pinned her forcefully to the bathroom wall and positioned himself right below her entrance. He wouldn't try to enter her, not yet and not today, but that didn't mean he couldn't pleasure himself against her. Against her warmth and wetness radiating between her legs, the smell filled up his snout with more desire, more wanting. Her scent, which was that of a rabbit in heat, had activated his own heat, making him act as his last name implied.
Now it was Nick's turn to go back and forth, front to back, side to side, up and down, combining his previous techniques that had already served to make a faucet out of her.
The world felt far away from Judy.
Everything she had done. Everything she had gone through. Every hit she had taken. Every test she had passed. She could say with 100% guaranteed certainty that it didn't feel as good as getting Nicholas Piberius Wilde's ferocious body features rubbing up on hers. She was in nirvana. The halls of Valhalla probably talked about nights like these with great fondness, and hope for one day reliving it again. Judy was living it now, and she was ecstatic.
Nick's sudden burst of stamina was felt in Judy's entire body. He no longer had her pinned to the wall, grabbing her again by her glutes while he continued the onslaught of strokes, rubbing Judy's lips in quick succession. One tasty, fleshy touch after the next. Judy could almost find no words to speak. She was reduced to whimpers and moans.
“Ni-I-I-ck, fu-ck, ahh-ahh-ahh” she kept saying, grabbing onto his chest fur tightly, the sensations in her body so good but also so unbearable to handle. She was insatiable, though. She didn't want Nick to stop.
Body on body, fur on fur, their bodies connected after Nick's thrusts, their bellies bouncing together and making slapping noises. If it was Judy's choice, she would have forcefully put it inside, size difference be damned, something to care about later. But the other, small part of herself that was still conscious knew that it was better to enjoy the moment instead of the possibility of adding too much pain to the formula. He won't go, Judy. You can take your fox another day.
Such was the efficiency of Nick's actions that Judy had not realized the floor had been wetted twice again in the span of seconds. A third time happened just as she was thinking about the other two, now not even bothering to count how many times she would reach climax for the night. As soon as she began to ponder when Nick would finally reach his nirvana, he suddenly stopped.
“Judy, can I come on your belly?” Nick said, in a hurried, pleading expression that made him sound too needy for his own good. It was the first time the fox had looked that way. He didn't look smug, or smart, or clever. He was a savage predator looking for release, and a cute one at that.
“Do it, Nick,” she whispered in his ear. “I want to hear you moan while you do it.”
Hearing this, Nick unglued his waist from Judy’s, grabbed both her glutes with one paw, and used the other one to finish pleasuring himself, on the road to releasing what Judy had wanted to see most from the fox in those minutes in their shower session. She was tired of her water. She needed to see Nick feeling his best. She needed to erase all of his wounds. Sex wasn’t going to repair all of his insecurities or hardships, but she sure as carrot sticks knew that it wasn’t gonna make it worse. She would see to that.
While Nick kept stroking himself, she gave him pets. She scratched his forehead, ruffled his ears, widened his cheeks and planted more soft kisses among his closed, gritting teeth while he focused on achieving his orgasm. Nick was still giving soft caresses to her butt through his one hand. Although limited, he always found a way to show he was there.
“Carrots…I’m close,” he whined, his paw motion accelerating. He began to twitch, and Judy knew it was time. Judy was positioned very sultrily in front of Nick, his eyes seeing a full frontal view of her body, and she knew that was helping him to reach his end. So Judy knew what she knew best, and used her agility to her advantage, raising her legs above Nick’s head so that he could see it all. “You dirty bunny…so sexy…so hot-ahh-”
But the rabbit didn’t like to stay in one position all the time. With Nick close to finishing, she used one final maneuver, and it was really one of her old tricks. She sequestered his member between her fat thighs and began to stroke again, and this time she hit the jackpot. “Carrots, carrots, carrots, carrots, fuck, carrots, don’t stop, holy shit don’t sto-”
His come released quickly. In a set of white ropes. Judy’s thighs, still entrenching him, began forming a small pool of his ejaculate, but that’s not where most of it went, as Nick’s target had hit its mark with full scores. Her belly and chest got the most of him, the rest of her body being splashed with it, including part of her face. It was satisfying, it was hot, it felt warm. It would be sticky on her fur, for sure, but she didn’t care. “Ahh, hahh, ohhh, puahhh,” were Nick’s sounds of relief as he had finally dropped his load.
“I got you this pent up, huh? You’re so hot, Slick,” she kissed his nose, making small licks on his lips. “I love you,” she said again, satisfied and happy, the stress of her work day being a bygone era.
“Look at you being so smug,” he smiled, catching his breath after all that release, his paws grabbing her by the waist, beginning to sit in the bathtub with her. “I love you, Carrots. Sorry, I think I’m more tired than I thought.”
“It’s okay, Slick,” she said, slumping into his chest, his sperm beginning to stain his own fur. He didn’t seem to care, only looking at Judy with the same beautiful eyes she always had seen on him. The same look since their true partnership began.
While her eyes and heart focused on Nick, her nose focused on the smell they had left behind. It was comforting, but it was strong. “Nick, your stink is ruining my bathtub,” she joked, smiling all the way waiting for his witty comeback.
“Oh is it now? I guess we should actually shower now, huh. You smell a lot like rabbit,” he said, stuffing his nose with his fingers in feigned disgust. In reality, he loved all of her smells, but Judy didn’t know that yet.
“More like a fox,” she said, continuing to lick and bite him. “A yummy fox.”
Just a minute, baby, right before we go from here
All those people said we wouldn't last a minute near
I'm with you and I could roll into another year
They had rubbed on each other for about thirty more minutes after that before any of them tried to get up to turn on the shower. Newfound love always worked like that, and it always hit the hardest during the first night of consummation. For Judy it had happened so fast that it didn’t feel real. It was too quick. One moment Nick was making her come and drenching her with his own, and then next she was rinsing it off her body. She wanted to keep having more of him. Nothing was enough to satiate her brand new thirst.
Nick, the lovely mammal that he is, helped clean up her body, which she did as well. Now that he wasn’t holding her, she saw that her eyesight was perfectly aligned to his crotch, making her blush at the sight and wanting to do more with it. So she did. While they showered, Judy brushed her fur against it, kissed it, gave it a small lick, hugged, and nuzzled against it, to Nick’s amusement(“No fair, all I can do without kneeling is touch your ears,” he had said).
After the shower, the two lovers dried themselves with the same towel. Nick did as canines do and shook his whole body around, in spite of Judy’s protestations. Her entire bathroom was soaked, but today there’s no way she could be mad at his lover, for it was a joyous miracle night, one where her prayers had been answered and she had been given a fox as a late Christmas gift.
It was nearly two past midnight when the two had finally made it to the bed, hugging each other with great love and warmth. Neither of them wanted to separate from each other’s embrace. Nick grew a thinking face, laying at the side of the bed closest to the door, with Judy at his chest. He could feel her smelling him, creating more warmth within him. He didn’t know how to say what came next.
“I have to…” Judy couldn’t catch his entire sentence, still smelling his precious chest.
“Sorry, slick, my ears must be stuffed with fox fur, what was that?” she said. Nick forced some distance from them, a cold breeze hitting the bunny aggressively. The fox looked distraught.
“The last train leaves at three-thirty in the morning. I have to leave in thirty minutes if I have any hopes of catching it. Sergeant ‘Fridgekin’ is gonna flip if she sees I am not on my bed,” Nick told her, in a quiet and shy way.
“Oh.”
“I know. I’m sorry. Figured we could have done something else other than-”
“Do not apologize, Nick,” she grabbed his paw, both of them now sitting up on the bed. “What we did was something we both wanted. There’s no shame in that.”
“Still…I wanted to spend more time with you…” Nick’s eyes began to shed tears. So did Judy’s.
“I know, baby, I know,” Judy said, sniffling and getting closer to him. “I told you this would happen,” she began to cry. “I’m not blaming you or anything, just…I knew, I just knew. I knew it would be hard to let you go after being with you. You’re the most important person in my life, Nick. I’ve been having awful days at work. Awful,” she looked into his eyes. “And all I’ve ever wanted, at every moment, is to be with you, and to laugh at your stupid jokes-”
“I’m offended by that, but keep going,” Nick quickly added before letting Judy continue.
“-and to hug you, and yes, even to kiss you. I kept denying it because I thought I was doing it for the good of both of us, but now…I think we should have done this a long time ago. Now all I want is one more hour with you that we simply don’t have. How can we move on from this, Nick?”
He had nothing to add for the next few minutes. Nick chose to sit with her, hugging while they both cried silently. Nick caressed her fur and gave her small kisses in her ears and forehead. “We do exactly what Wilde and Hopps have always done. We fight. If you think about it, the worst is over. We’re finally together, for god's sake. You’re my lover. This is the happiest moment of my life. Whatever comes after doesn’t matter.”
“Now how can you live without this booty?” she said in a sad voice, to which he chuckled.
“I will miss the bunny that came with it much more,” he smiled warmly.
“Not me, I will miss that bushy tail that came with the fox.”
“It seems like I’m starting to rub off on you. Get it?”
“You are such an idiot. Kiss me, please,” Judy said with wanting in her heart. This fox was perfect for her. She realized after every single conversation they had. How could she ever be apart from him? How could life make them go through such hard moments?
“With pleasure, my bunny,” Nick said, giving her a gentle kiss full of love. Just like Judy, he couldn’t imagine a single day that wasn’t by her side, but life had been giving him such a raw deal most of his life, that having to wait just a few more months to see her again was just another small hurdle. He had gone through everything. He could handle waiting. He could wait for her forever.
After the kiss, the bunny hugged him again. “Do you promise to keep in contact?” she asked him. Their correspondence was very limited during these trying times.
“I will train a pigeon to send you my letters, if I have to,” he joked, giving her a little tickle on her belly.
“Oh, slick,” she said with a smile. “What would I do without you?”
“Nothing, ergo the crying.”
She wasn’t sobbing, but her tears were still coming out, wetting his shirt. “I’ll make any excuse to come see you. If I have to clean the academy toilets just to see you, it will be done.”
“On that topic, don’t let yourself be pushed around, Carrots. You’re amazing at what you do. You’re a great cop, words of me and the Buffalo Butt. If he keeps giving you crappy assignments, tell his stinking butt to do them himself, and to give you cases that better align with your expertise.”
“Do you want me to lose my job?” she laughed.
“Carrots, you’re the face of the ZPD right now. What would happen if someone were to find out you’ve been doing crappy work at the station and not on the field with the other cops? That would call for a scandal. Chief knows that. Maybe he wants you to realize your potential too, you know? Not saying to be rash like with the Nighthowlers-”
“-but to be a little bit more rash, right?” She finished the sentence for him.
He hesitated before answering. “Yyyyyeah. Kinda. But please don’t lose your job before I graduate, I don’t want another partner. Gosh I don’t want a wolf partner, which would be even worse.”
“Noted, slick. If we lose our jobs, we will be together while doing it.”
“Now you’re thinking like a true fox, Carrots,” he let out another chuckle before they laid back down on the bed. It was all so comfortable. Nick didn’t want to leave, and Judy didn’t want him to leave. But it needed to happen.
“I know you’re supposed to be going, but…why does it feel so empty? I know you have to go, and I know you need to if you’re gonna be my partner, but my brain keeps thinking short term. I keep wanting to be selfish, to tell you to stay here today despite risking everything.”
“I know the feeling,” Nick said. “Of wanting to quit something because the present feels really good. Wanting it to last forever. I thought hustling would be my forever. I thought I was happy with my delusion of the world. Then you came. You shook the world right underneath my feet, and revealed things I never knew about myself, like me actually wanting to start living again, to experience what it’s like to want something in your life. This dream, of being by your side, is a lot like my boy scout dream, complete with scary bullies that want to see me fail. But this time…this time I know it’s different. I know I will succeed, and it’s thanks to you, Judy. So…I guess it’s long overdue, but thank you. Thank you for helping me to live again.”
“Nick…you better stop talking before you make me cry more, you dumb fox,” she said, while crying. “I love you. Thanks for helping me, for saving me, for giving me the life I didn’t know I needed. For being the partner that I’ve always wanted. Thank you for being my fox.”
They both started crying again, and both almost didn’t realize Nick needed to leave in about ten minutes, so while crying and laughing, Judy helped him prepare for the journey, giving him all the necessary goodies(contraband like candy and fruits) and protection needs(cuffs for any animal who would try anything funny again). The moments before his departure felt bleak, and they spent most of their moments in quiet, almost ponderous moments. Too many thoughts, not the right words to express them. Both of them knew they were sad. It was nothing new. Their love, though, was new, and Nick and Judy would treasure that, and harness it for strength.
“Well, Hopps, it has been a pleasure,” Nick said, gathering his belongings and starting to walk towards the door. “Thank you for the kiss.”
“You kiss better than I expected,” Judy teased.
“What goes around, comes around, my dear bunny.”
“I’m gonna have to ask you what you mean by that when you come back. With excruciating detail.”
“Can’t wait to write you a book about it,” he chuckled, and she with him. “It’s been a great night, Carrots. Truly.”
“I agree. Let’s do this again, shall we?”
“I’ll sneak out again if I ever get the chance. You know I could-”
Her bunny body didn’t respond to her in time to stop herself, but she did it anyway. With Nick pretty much outside her apartment already, she hugged him strongly, wanting to feel him against her one more time before he left. She teared up again as Nick returned the hug. “I love you, Nick.”
“I love you, Judy,” Nick said, his arms slowly detaching themselves from her fur, and his body going back to his usual upright position.
Judy had the chance to look into his sad eyes. Eyes that screamed ‘Say the words and I will stay’. But she won’t do that. She will do what she must. She will suffer this time without him, for her to have him forever in the future. Nothing for a few months, but forever for eternity. It sounded like a fair deal. “Take care. Have a safe trip.”
He nodded. “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
Nick started walking away. She fought the urge to run to him. She fought it well. Figured she’d save herself the heartbreak and wasting more of his time. She continued to cry, and it wasn’t something that would go away any time soon. Hopelessly she saw him leave. Hopelessly she saw him look back at her with a smile that said a million words. A thousand ‘I love you’s, a thousand ‘Carrots’, two thousand ‘dumb bunny’s. Those were eyes one would never forget.
He went onto the busy street, asked for a taxi, and before entering the yellow cab, he looked at her again and blew her a kiss. He entered the car, and that’s the last she saw of Nick Wilde that night, the cab quickly getting lost among the still lively streets of her neighborhood. It was ridiculous, the amount of tears she was shedding. The experience of this night is one she would remember forever. She yearned for a fox, she got that fox, and she had to let that fox go again. It started with one, became a party of two, and the number went back to the lonesome one.
Judy was alone once again in her apartment, the remains of his fox struggling to leave the constricting walls. Yes, she was alone. But that would not be forever. She took comfort in that, and smiled.
FIN