Chapter 2, Petty Theft

"Good morning, Officer Hopps!"

"Morning, Clawhauser!" Judy called cheerily back as she skipped across the main hall, two days later, exceptionally bright-eyed.

Her first anniversary with Nick had gone incredibly well the day before; there'd been a beautiful bouquet of red roses, her favourites, and he had even made her a beautiful nighthowler out of glass. The one thing that had brought them both together. He'd given it to her back inside her apartment after their fancy dinner.

"Because you make me crazy, Baby."

"Nick, this is beautiful," Judy whispered, taking it from him, awe-struck. The line-work, texture, manipulating involving molten glass was impeccably finished; it was an exact replica. "Oh, I can't – I can't believe you made this. How long did it take?"

"About six months to really get it right," Nick said, smiling, looking pretty pleased with himself.

It was the size of a nightlight, and she could see the effort he had put into making it just perfect. "It's so beautiful," Judy had tears in her eyes.

"Just like you," he whispered. Then he flipped a little switch on the bottom, and pushed it snugly into the corner of her desk.

She looked at him.

"Go on," he gestured with that half-lidded smile. "Sit down."

Judy exhaled, and did as he said; she didn't think there'd be any more surprises, but, as she sat down, the nighthowler lit up and sparkled blue and gold. Judy broke out in tears, smiling and somehow laughing, but crying at the same time. "It's beautiful, Nick, I love it. Thank you," she sobbed, turning to him, grinning and wiping her tears.

"You deserve the best, Carrots," he whispered. "Especially from me. Now, if that is not a good analogy of how insane and savage my love is for you, I don't know what is," Nick raised a hand to wipe her tears away. "You make me crazy, baby."

As Judy entered the Bull Pen, she found Nick already there in his seat. Her heart skipped a beat.

"You make me crazy, baby."

She almost stopped walking, but continued and climbed up onto that big chair with him, playfully shoving him in the process so he knocked into Officer McHorn beside him; Nick took a breath, readjusting himself.

"Jesus, Carrots, I know you got huge melons for a rabbit, but keep it together, will ya?" he said out loud to her, rubbing on his shoulder.

The other officers guffawed at his remark, one slapping him on the back so hard that he almost crashed into the desk before him.

"Melons you're never grabbing," she said gently in response, making them go just wild.

This play-bantering that they engaged in wasn't something uncommon out of their love-and-be-loved relationship. Even when they hadn't been together, they'd argued over stupid shit all the time, often burning or roasting the other in the process for a good laugh. Of course, they were comfortable with it. But more than that, it helped the other officers see them as a pair that, when it came to work, were just that: bickering partners.

It helped keep the rumours off their backs, something Judy knew they would need some time in the future.

The loud boisterous laughter of the officers died down into rhythmic huffing and table-pounding as Chief Bogo came in now.

"Alright, settle down," Bogo boomed in that deep, thick voice, commanding effectively the attention of every mammal in the room. "Settle down!"

They fell silent. In the quiet, Nick shifted his foot so that his outermost toe touched over against hers.

"Let's make this a quick one," Bogo said, looking down his nose at the case files stacked in his arms. "Busy day today, we need all hands on deck. Fangmeyer, Wolfard, Delgato," raised his hand with the first case file. "Accident on Equines Street. McHorn, Pennington, Grizzoli…"

Judy watched as the officers emptied out one by one, until it was only her and Nick left. "Last but not least," Bogo looked up, "Hopps and Wilde. Parking duty."

"Oh that's so funny, sir, reusing the same joke like twenty times," Nick faked an echoey laugh. "That's hilarious!"

Bogo glared at him, tossing the case file over so it landed on the desk before them. "One case of petty theft at a store in town."

"See, now that's not funny," Nick's smiled disappeared as he feigned seriousness. "That isn't funny, theft isn't funny."

Bogo continued to glare.

"Unless of course it's like Robin Hood, where he steals from the –"

"Go!"

"Petty theft," Nick snorted out of his orange muzzle, as he climbed into the ZPD cruiser. "We're better than that."

"Not thirteen years ago, you weren't." Judy hopped into the driver's, a smug look across her round, bright face.

She enjoyed the way Nick's jaw dropped, eyes widening and ears moving back in shock at her statement. "You did a background check on me, Carrots?" he asked, regaining his poised stature now, straightening an invisible tie. "How offensive and sly of you. Yes, I was quite the, uh, master thief, as an adolescent." He smiled.

Judy giggled. "I really don't think stealing a bunch of lollipops makes you too much of a master thief there, Slick."

"The popsicle hustler had to start somewhere," he winked at her, pulling a lollipop from out of his pocket right then and unwrapping it. He gestured to Judy with it. "But I did steal your heart, didn't I," he added smugly as he popped it into his mouth.

"Maybe," Judy smiled. She pulled the cruiser onto the street, and they drove down deep, into the heartlands of Zootopia.

"Anyways," Nick sucked, putting on those stupid sunglasses of his. "Do we know what our perp looks like?"

"No," she murmured, shaking her head as she recalled the brief she'd read on the reports earlier. "Someone just called to report a burglary in the middle of the night. No perps suspected. Apparently, some booze was stolen. From that very vague description, I think that I can assume safely that it was probably a broke teenager, high-school, wanting to get drunk without the cash to do it. Damn, those kids really throw their life away for the stupidest things sometimes." Nick was quiet as she spoke, and when she looked over to him, he was beaming. "What's with you?"

"Nothing," Nick shrugged, but the grin didn't slough off. "I'm just thinking. If we catch this kid. Or whoever, and they have the booze on them and we say we have to take it in as, you know, evidence –"

"Nick –"

"I'm just saying!"

Judy laughed. "You'll never change."

"You know, I beg to differ," Nick said diplomatically. "I think I have changed since we met."

"How so?"

"For one, I'm more brazen about how attracted I am to you," he brought his face toward hers. His breath was warm and came out in soft puffs against the back of her already so attentive ear.

It sent tingles down her spine. "Nick, I'm driving."

He removed the lollipop from his mouth, and slipped it into hers. "I'm also braver about what I want to do to you," he said hotly, giving that ear a gentle bite.

"Mmh," Judy moaned softly against the lollipop that was restricting her of speech. Both her hands were on the wheel, and she couldn't remove them; her eyes were on the road although she wished she were watching Nick's instead.

That sly bastard had a way to corner her every time.

"You make me crazy, baby."

"I'm also so much more well-versed in knowing how to pleasure a bunny," he chuckled, kissing her tenderly on the neck. Distracted by this warm feeling, Judy let herself enjoy it; she'd completely missed his paw moving downwards, up between her legs and a knuckle of his gently rubbing against the soft knoll.

That is, until she felt it.

"Nick!" she gasped, jerking and tingling at his touch. Her heart raced. "Stop – this isn't the time for –"

Nick pushed deeper, now using his thumb to rub on the spot where he clit was. She was on heat now, he knew, and this would be absolutely devastating for her. He could see her sitting there, crumbling beneath his very glare. He enjoyed seeing her squirm like that underneath him and he enjoyed being in power. Some part of him felt like it was because he was her first primal predator – how could he not want to be in control? He felt her becoming wetter and knew she'd lose it soon.

She wouldn't want to patch her pants.

As this thought ran through his mind, there was a sudden shriek, the screeching of tyres, and the vehicle swerved into the side alley where she hastily stopped it.

She spat the lollipop out.

"Judy, what're you –"

"Do me," she demanded, stripping herself.

He smirked. "But we're in the middle of –"

"If you say one word, I will send your head crashing through that windshield, now move back and do me!"

Nick's ears dropped at how serious she was, how horny she was. Well, he was one good match, then. He picked her up and threw her into the backseat, dropping down on her. He kissed her soft lips, making her groan in discomfort from how wet and throbbing she was for him. He smirked. Rabbits, he thought. She had taken off most of her clothes, so she only had on her thin lace underwear. He pulled her panties down first, exposing her mound of silken wetness. Mouth beginning to water, he couldn't help but move in to feed on her. Oh, God… she tasted so sweet, so fucking thick and sweet and tangy…

"Oh God," Judy writhed, holding his head between her legs as he lapped at her, drinking her up, and inadvertently broke into a thundering orgasm that rippled through her entire shaking body, sending shockwaves through her. She gasped for air, paws digging into the fur on the back of his head.

Nick looked up, a little surprised but looking perfectly pleased with himself. "That was quick, Carrots. I didn't know I was that good."

"Oh shut up and fuck me," Judy squealed, pulling him back up towards her. Oh, he was very cocky about this, and he was going to be for a while, but he'd be well worth the fuck, Judy knew this. She undid the buckle on his belt and pulled out the thick length of him. He was hard, already throbbing in her hand. She looked up at him with a smug look of her own, knowing too well how much he wanted her.

He grinned, moving in for a kiss.

As their lips touched, he pushed both of her hands above her head and slipped inside of her tight core, pushing deep till he was all the way in; then he began to pound into her hard and rough, almost making her scream. He stifled her with his mouth, moaning with pleasure, letting his groans echo inside of her, and as she reached her peak, he did too. "I'm going to knot," with a heavy body, he huffed into her.

"Knot inside me," she breathed back.

And he did; as he knotted inside of her, they both broke into the most incredible shared, rippling orgasm. His knot held him tied to her as his semen shot into her, deep with every spasm that jolted through his entire body, filling her up graciously. Judy clung onto him and took from him every last drop, everything he had to give, until he was empty and beginning to deflate out of her. But he knew better than to just pull out; that only from the foxes he'd fucked before her. So, he slipped a cloth under her to catch all the fluid slopping out as he pulled out of her, shiny with their juices. Then he cleaned her up with some wet wipes, slipped her panties back on for her, gathered her clothes and helped her with them too before pulling up his own and doing the buckle up again.

Judy barely ever had to lift a finger when it came to him, and this was why she was mad in love with him; even though he seemed slick and sly and selfish, when he cared, he really did go all out. Judy sat up and embraced him, panting, in the aftermath of their lovemaking. "Thank you."

He pulled away abruptly, looking her in the eyes. "Thank you," he cocked an eyebrow, with that signature grin.

She melted into his body.

"You know, Carrots, we're supposed to be on the clock right now."

"Right," she giggled, looking up at him.

"Yup."

"Of course…"

"Get your ass in the driver's."

"Going…"

"Petty theft. Let's do this shit." He slapped her ass as she climbed back up front, making her squeak and fall in the process.

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