Note: The following misadventure takes place between Chapter 18 and Chapter 19 of Contrasts

I can't believe I actually wrote this. I decided I needed to get out of my comfort zone, and boy did I do just that. I hope I did OK!... because I'm going to write more... so much more...

Saturday, August 25th, 20X8

After Midnight

Savanna Central, Judy's Apartment

Discomfort.

Not pain, but something… the need to move, to adjust position.

Judy shifted, not really registering anything. The discomfort was unchanged. She shifted again.

She awoke enough to register the fox that held her shifted in response to her movement. The memory of her new boyfriend in bed behind her flooded back. A groggy smile came to her. But still, a discomfort intruded.

Something… Judy thought, her mind filled with dream feel. Something between us… on my back… did I leave my phone in the bed? She groaned softly, not wanting to move, to disturb the almost perfect embrace she was held in.

Something was pressed against her lower back, above her tail as she faced away from Nick.

With her eyes still closed, she could feel Nick's face between her limp ears, breathing against the backside of one. His warm, rhythmic breath against her ear was therapeutic, precious.

Mindlessly, she decided to reach behind her, careful not to disturb the arm that held her. She carefully reached between herself and Nick with as much dexterity as a barely-awake rabbit could muster.

She found it quickly, feeling it for a moment, her mind not quite registering what it—

Her eyes shot open, her paw froze. She realized what she was touching. She stifled a sharp intake of air from her nose, and tried to swallow despite a suddenly dry mouth. She quickly thought to remove her paw, but hesitated from jerking away and waking him. Then, after a breath, she realized she held herself there not out of shame, but curiosity. What were the consequences? What was the reward? Did that matter? A rush of curiosity, embarrassment, and…

Oh, sweet cheese and crackers.

She slowly felt around the warm bulge in his boxers. She gripped it just slightly, taking in a quivering breath.

A light snore, the sound of him licking his teeth, his jaw shifting, making itself more comfortable. He slowly rubbed his crotch into Judy's paw, his breathing letting out shorter bursts. He started slowly, then moved harder, shuddering slightly as he eased into the thrust, causing him to emit a near inaudible moan. A moan only Judy would be able to hear.

Oh, my gosh, Judy thought nervously. Ooohh, my gosh…

Nick's movement began to make her feel rather conspicuous.

And just like that, Nick stopped. He snorted softly and readjusted his mouth, then resumed his breathing, still sound asleep. His bulge throbbed against her paw.

Ok, Judy, she coached herself. Just pull your hand away, and go back to sleep. Stop feeling up Nick while he's sleeping.

Her hand stayed put, she was mesmerized by his malehood moving on its own, slowly pulsing until it, too, stopped.

Judy forced down a hard gulp. Just slowly take my paw away… she coached again.

Still, her hand did not move. She wanted very much to feel more of Nick.

But he's sleeping! She argued, I'm… I'm taking advantage of him! He trusts me!

Nick's malehood throbbed a few times more as he stretched his arm further around her, still breathing in a slow, sleeping rhythm.

But… he is my boyfriend now… she thought, her mind turning to its naughty side. A side she would've been shocked to find that she had, were she not busy being naughty.

A thought suddenly clicked in Judy's head. Despite her experimenting with Nick a few times before, taking off her clothes in front of him, noticing his reaction and his change in breathing, even his increased heart beat, she felt pretty sure that Nick was indeed attracted to her. But they were different; she was a rabbit, he was a fox. She still harbored her doubts as to whether she was good looking enough for him, whether a short, puffy rabbit could possibly hope to be enticing to a charismatic, suave fox like Nick. But here it was, something to solidify her confidence in her body and put her fears to rest.

Oh, but were things so simple; Judy was in anything but a restful mood.

Strange feelings overcame her. She grew hot, her breathing more shallow, her mouth drier, and she wanted very much to reach into Nick's boxers. Her heart thumped, bumping itself against the insides of her chest.

Just a quick feel… She justified to herself. I'll tell him what I did in the morning.

She moved her paw up and over the top of Nick's waistband, feeling the warm fluffy fur of his lower stomach.

Oh, Nick… She thought, enjoying the feel of her precious fox against her. Judy was curious, and she would argue that it was out of her control. But she knew what she wanted, and she knew how to get what she wanted.

She carefully monitored his breathing so she didn't disturb him. Slowly, she lifted his waistband around her fingers and slipped in, feeling the tip of his excited malehood.

She paused, too nervous to continue as she drew in a terse breath.

Oh, blueberries.

Oh, creamed carrots.

She continued her voyage into Nick's boxers, her paw sliding alongside his warm…

Penis, She allowed the word to enter her mind. She let out a soft breath, almost a moan. She slid her paw further along the length. It's so warm. And smooth…

It was one of the few spots on Nick's body that didn't have fur, remaining completely bare. She gently gripped it, and it responded, pulsing, pushing back. Its curvature straightening with every interaction. She was surprised by its size, although she hadn't really thought about what she expected.

What am I doing? I can't just touch a fox's dick! She scolded herself. She rebelled against those thoughts, venturing deeper. But this is my fox! This is my fox's dick… And my fox is big… She thought greedily, almost shocked at this seemingly naughty personality she didn't know she had. Her head was in a fog, another aspect of her mind threatening to take control.

Judy didn't have a repressed childhood, in fact, her family was rather open with talking about sexual behavior, being a family of rabbits. And while she didn't shy away from any such discussion, she merely just didn't care. Growing up, she had no mind to care about anything but one thing: becoming the world's first rabbit police officer. Now… now it seems that times had changed.

I don't have to share this fox with anyone, he's all mine… She gently moved her paw over the lower parts of him. She felt a bulge at the base of his cock, and it too, was warm, smooth, throbbing gently.

She continued, wanting to feel every inch. The waistband was taut against her forearm now, her arm fur catching on it in tufts. Her paw felt two furry orbs, beneath the base of his bulge. They seemed to move behind a layer of furred skin. The urge to grip them, to fondle them was overpowering, but she resisted.

"All you had to do was ask…" A voice came groggily from above her head, between her ears.

"Eek!" Judy yelped, startled. Her paw shot out from his boxers. Her face flushed hot.

"Careful with those," Nick tittered sleepily. "I had a feeling this would happen. If you—"

"Ahh, Nick!" She interrupted, frozen in place, almost curling herself into a ball. An embarrassed, fluffy ball. "Nick, I'm so sorry, I was just— I don't know what I was doing, I—!"

"Hey, hey, shh-shh-shh," He whispered, gripping his little bunny ball tighter. "It's OK. It's OK."

"Nick, I'm sorry, oh, I'm so stupid. You were sleeping, and I took advantage of you."

Nick let out a hushed laugh, "I told you, it's OK. You didn't take advantage of me. It's OK."

Judy sat silently for a moment, trying to get herself under control. Sheepishly, tenderly reaching to feel the arms that held her.

"I was curious, I guess. I don't know what came over me…"

"It's called sexual desire, carrots," He explained bluntly, though his tone became more playful, "And I don't blame you, like I said, I know I'm pretty sexy."

Judy let out an embarrassed snicker.

"Did you get your fill then?" He asked teasingly.

"Maybe…" She answered, still embarrassed.

Nick let out another titter. "Judy… I, um…"

There was a pause, it was Nick's turn to be timid. After a moment, Judy prompted him to continue.

"Yes, Nick?"

"I'm yours. All yours," He explained, his voice was sweet, gentle. "I really don't want to rush things… and I want things to be right for you. But if you want to touch me down there, I don't mind. It doesn't have to lead to anything."

"I…" she hesitated, but continued earnestly. "I kinda went a little crazy when I was feeling it."

Nick resisted the urge to laugh, worried that he would wake the neighbors. Instead, he huffed, laughing softly through his nose as he squeezed Judy in his arms, causing a pleased squee to escape her.

"It was making me feel a little crazy for you too," He said smugly. "But if you want to feel me up again, just don't play with it for too long. You'll end up with a pretty sticky—"

"Oh, my gosh, Nick." She whispered, mortified, "I know how those things work."

"OK, OK, I just don't know how much you know about downstairs mechanics. Plus, foxes are a little different in that regard."

She covered her face with her paws, curled up into Nick. "Mmm, that's enough talk about that stuff." She said, muffled. "Just hold me, you dumb fox."

"OK, you're the boss, I'm a dummy."

"We're both dummies."

The two settled down after their late night antics, and Judy rubbed the fluffy fox arm that she laid her head on.

"Nick?"

"Mm-hmm?"

"How do you walk around with that thing?"