Nick was surprised by how assertive Judy was. The entire train ride to his apartment she'd kept her hand on his thigh, rubbing and squeezing in a way that was oddly relaxing even though it was getting him so very hard. A few times he nuzzled into her neck and nibbled – her ear, her neck, once he pulled her face towards him and nibbled on her lower lip. Her eyes were almost black after that one, so he was glad he'd saved it for the end of their ride.

His hand was on her ass until they got to his street, and then he stopped walking and brought his mouth to her ear. "Walk ahead of me," his voice was a harsh whisper, "I want to watch your ass as you walk." He bit her earlobe for good measure.

She shivered and grinned at him. Without another word she continued up the street, and he kept a few paces behind. She was deliberate with her steps, making sure her hips swayed just so. Her ass looked good in the tight jeans she was wearing. He couldn't wait to rip them off of her.

Nick caught up with Judy just before they got to his building, slapping her ass as he did. She jumped and squealed a bit, but then laughed. And then she grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in for a deep, aggressive kiss.

"Enough games, Mister Wilde. It's time for you to fulfill your duties."

He raised his eyebrows at her, "I didn't realize fucking you was in my contract."

She pulled him close again, but this time she was the one whispering in his ear, "you should have read the fine print, dumb fox."

"Maybe you can fill me in on the details in the elevator." He pulled his keys out of his pocket, grinning suggestively at her.

They made it into the elevator without major incident, but they didn't do any talking once they got into the little box. Nick still got the gist of what was included in the fine print, though; the brief moment he'd had her pressed against the wall, both her legs wrapped around his hips, had told him more than enough.

So had the brief grab at his crotch she'd snuck in just before exiting the elevator.

He got his apartment door open with only a little more difficulty than usual, and they hurried into the privacy of his apartment. The door was slammed shut (he'd be hearing about that later) and then Judy was pressed against it. He was kissing her with all the urgency of a horny teen, but he had enough mind left to reach out and lock the door before drowning in the sensation of her body against his.

"Take off your shirt," Judy panted, pushing him away slightly.

He stepped away and did as he was told, dropping the clothing on the floor beside him. He'd clean up later. For now he liked the way her eyes trailed over his bare chest and stomach. He'd worked very hard to get what he had going on there, and he loved knowing she liked what she saw. He bent a finger at her, beckoning her towards him. "Come on, then, take what you want."

A smile spread across her lips, sexy as hell, and she approached him. He expected more kissing, but instead she ran her fingernails down his bare torso. She felt him shiver and glanced up at him with a satisfied look. And then she kissed his collarbone, grazed her teeth over the flesh of his left pectoral, and licked at his nipple.

He gripped her hips, not sure what else to do with his hands at that moment. He didn't want her to stop.

She swirled her tongue around the peeked nipple, covered it with her lips and sucked. She worked his other nipple with her fingers. After a moment she swapped fingers for mouth and visa versa.

He tugged her hips closer, "Judy," he groaned.

She stopped, which he hated, but she grabbed him by the belt and started leading him to the bedroom, which he liked. He loved that she knew how to navigate his apartment backwards.

"You have many talents, Miss Hopps."

"I'm just getting started, Mister Wilde."

He dipped his head to kiss her softly, "I can't wait to see what else you have in store for me."

They were in the doorway to his bedroom. It was on the messier side, but that didn't matter right now. She was undoing his belt, unzipping his jeans, slipping her hand between the denim of his jeans and the cotton of his boxer briefs. He moaned loudly, gripped her by the head and brought her in for a kiss. Her fingers were magical, he was convinced, and his body was getting overly hot. His clothes had to go, and so did hers.

"Your turn, Carrots." He panted as he pulled away from their dizzying kiss. He lifted the hem of her shirt, and she quickly removed her hand from his pants in order to raise it above her head with her other hand so the shirt could be removed. "That's a front clasp bra," he observed with a grin.

"Mhm, they're so easy! I love it. Here, watch." She brought her hands to the small clasp between her breasts, and in two smooth movements the bra was undone.

Nick was there immediately, his hands forcing the cups away from Judy's small, pale breasts and over her shoulders to that the bra could join the other clothes on the floor. Her small breasts felt so good in his hands.

Her head fell back with a sigh, encouraging him to continue - to do more.

He kissed at her exposed neck while gently massaging her breasts. And then he started pinching her nipples and her groan encouraged him to bite where he'd been kissing. She grabbed his ass and pushed him closer.

"More," she pleaded.

Nick obliged enthusiastically, taking his turn to suck at one nipple while continuing to pinch the other. He used his free hand to grip her ass. He was enjoying how she squirmed in his arms, the way her fingernails scrapped over his bare back, almost dug in painfully.

"Nick," she breathed, "more," this time it was a demand.

And he knew exactly what she meant. He kissed her again as he undid the button and zipper of her jeans, and then forced them down over her hips, taking her lacy underwear with them. He brought a finger to her clit, running it along the length of her slick opening before bringing it back to tease her most sensitive nerves. She began to shake a bit, her panting becoming urgent, and that's when he knew he couldn't stand it much longer. He picked her up and laid her on the bed, looked down at her flushed face and beautiful body.

"My god, you're beautiful."

She breathed out a chuckle, but looked embarrassed. "Thank you..." she smiled genuinely up at him. But the romance didn't last long. She bit her lip, eyes dropping to his crotch. "Your turn," she told him.

He grinned as he kicked off his shoes and pulled his pants off. He caught her lick her lips as she gazed upon his erection, it made him feel pretty damn good. He sat on the edge of the bed beside her legs and removed both her shoes. And then he was standing again, pulling her jeans and underwear completely off her body.

Finally, he placed himself between her legs and lowered himself on top of her.

Judy wrapped her arms around him in a hug, ran her fingernails down his back gently. They dug into him as he pressed his pelvis against hers.

They were kissing again, hands exploring every inch available, hips grinding against each other.

"I want you," Judy begged.

"Move up a bit," Nick requested.

She obliged, scooting up the bed so her head was on the pillows. He followed her, and then reached towards his bedside table. He removed a box of condoms and lifted himself off her. Judy watched as he grabbed one and reached to take the box away from him. Wordlessly he passed it off to her and began to carefully open the individual package. She rubbed his thighs as he slipped the condom over his penis. The garbage was quickly forgotten once the condom was in place and he went back to kissing her.

He used his fingers to please her, to test the waters so to speak, and loved the little sounds she made.

"Are you ready?" He whispered to her with a smirk.

"God, yes!" She almost sounded exasperated.

He replaced his fingers with his penis and pushed gently into her. They both sighed as though it was the only thing they'd ever wanted.

His thrusts started out slow and controlled, but it wasn't long before she'd urged him into a faster pace. Her legs wrapped about his hips, her nails scratched his back, and she moaned. Oh, did she moan.

"You've been driving me crazy for two whole years, Judy," Nick confessed with a growl.

"I'm glad it didn't take you any longer to figure it out," She replied with a sly smirk.

He paused, examined her face, frowned, "figure it..." his eyes went wide, "you sly little...you've been swaying your hips on purpose!"

"Well," Judy giggled, "I can't entirely help it. They are rather wide, they can be...hard to control." She rolled her hips against him. "Oh, oops, see? No controlling them!"

He couldn't help but smile as he moved in for a kiss. "You should have done something sooner." he muttered against his lips. "We could've been doing this a long time ago."

"I wasn't entirely sure you wanted me, Nick..." he pulled away and she ran a tender hand over his cheek, "I made a pretty big mistake."

He kissed her. "None of that," he whispered, "not now. I want you, I've always wanted you, and I'll fuck those memories out of your mind if I have to."

"Well, if you must..."

And the fucking continued with a gleeful giggle from Judy as Nick straightened up and lifted her legs onto his shoulders. He pounded into her, delighting in the sounds she made.

They'd talk about past mistakes later, if they had to. Right now he wanted to enjoy what they were discovering.

He slowly lowered back down, bending her in half with her legs still over his shoulders, and thrust into her again. And again. And again.

"Oh fuck," She gasped before she came, unabashedly crying out loudly.

Nick leaned back, gently bringing her legs back down, and watched her settle. "You're good?" He asked softly.

She nodded, "yeah, I'm good!" the good was said with a surprised grunt as he thrust into her again.

She was moaning again, and he was so close. He urged her legs back to his hips, buried his face in the crook of her neck. He didn't cry as loud as her, but he was certain he'd never come so hard before.

It took a moment for the warmth of his orgasm to clear from his mind. He felt her kissing along his neck and shoulder and rubbing his back. It took a great amount of effort for him to pull away and roll off of her. Before she could cuddle up next to him, though, he was sitting on the edge of the bed and removing the condom. He tossed it into the small bin under his bedside table.

She tugged at his arm as he returned to her. They shifted about until her head was on his chest, his arm wrapped under her while his fingers traced lazy circles on her upper arm.

"I'm happy you showed up tonight." She told him.

"So am I." And then he frowned, "but I have a feeling someone's going to make a few bucks off this."

"What?"

Nick shook his head, "nevermind. Let's just...enjoy this."

Judy shrugged and cuddled closer to Nick. She'd ask him about the money thing later.