Chapter Four: Think I Might Try to…Eat You?

Nick couldn't believe the shit coming out of Judy's mouth.

Almost immediately after they found the fourteen missing mammals and had Mayor Lionheart arrested, the ZPD and Mayor Bellweather organized a press conference. It was an opportunity for Judy to share the facts of the case with the starved sea of journalists in the crowd. But the bunny, still reeling from the events at the Cliffside Asylum (including a certain fox's sexy eruption that she still hadn't had a chance to wash from her paw) was nervous and unsure of how to handle herself in front of the journalists.

"Just answer their question with a question…then answer that one," Nick advised, his lean arms crossed in front of his chest.

Judy flashed him a small smile and disappeared to the podium.

What Nick hadn't told the rabbit to do was pull a load of fear mongering propaganda out her ass if she was backed into a corner. His eyes widened, jaw dropped, as he listened to Judy ramble on about predators and their biological predisposition to savage, unhinged lunacy. At last, after what seemed like an eternity, Assistant Mayor Bellweather intervened and Judy was politely excused off stage.

She bound over to Nick, her face lit up with blind excitement. "Woo, that all went by so fast!" she blurted, her knees bouncing her lithe body in place. "I didn't get a chance to mention you or the case, or..."

Nick stopped her and held one of his hand in front of her face. The bunny stopped talking and her violet eyes widened in confusion. "Oh, I think you said plenty," Nick said. He clenched his teeth together, his face twisted in aggravation, the skin on his snout rippling in an aggressive sneer.

Judy's ears drooped behind her. "What do you mean?" she asked, shifting her weight.

"Clearly there's a biological component?" Nick said, repeating Judy's words from the press conference with disgust. "These predators maybe be reverting back to their primitive savage ways? Are you serious?"

"I….I just stated the facts of the case," Judy said, her voice up-pitched. "It's not like a bunny could go savage."

"Oh, right," Nick snorted, glaring at the bunny in front of him. "But a fox could, huh?"

"Nick, stop it!" Judy said. She looked at Nick's contorted face, his temper clearly rising. His face showed the same intensity every time he stared at her with hungry, passion laden eyes and she wished desperately that they were entangled in one of those moments instead of this one. Nick's eyes flashed with rage. She felt her heart beat pattering inside her chest, slamming against her rib cage. "You're not like them!"

Nick's eyes widened. "Oh, there's a them now?" he said.

Judy groaned and covered her face with her paws. She didn't like where this was going. And the lingering scent of Nick's cum brought her senses to life, making the stirrings of electricity churn in the lowest part of her stomach. "You know what I mean," she said. "You're not that kind of predator."

"The kind that needs to be muzzled?" Nick snapped. "The kind that makes you think you need to carry about Fox Repellant?"

Judy's heart sank and her eyes drifting to the small tube of spray on her belt. I never told him about my fantasy, she thought, beet red humiliation creeping over her chest and neck. He touched me, came near me, kissed me in spite of this tube on my hip…knowing that at any moment…I could turn on him.

"Even after we…. let me ask you this. Are you afraid of me?" Nick demanded. Judy looked up at Nick, her nose twitching in spite of herself. "Do you think I might go nuts? Think I might go savage?"

Judy couldn't breathe. She wanted to reach out and cup his face with her paws again, like they did down in the asylum's ravine. She wanted to pull his face to hers, crush their lips together, and heal his wounds with her tongue, from the inside of his mouth, down his neck, caressing his lean and scrappy body with affection, having her fill of Nick Wilde until her insides were stretched and sore, her body limp with satisfaction, and tense, serious conversation emptied from her mind.

But that wouldn't work out, with them standing at her place of employment, and nosy journalists beginning to turn their heads toward the sound of Nick's rising voice.

"Do you think I might try to…eat you?" Nick said, leaping toward Judy with his claws in front of his face.

Judy gasped, coming back from her wandering thoughts, unprepared for Nick's outburst. Acting on reflexes, her body bent, taking on a defensive stance, her dumb bunny paw reaching for the Fox Repellent at her hip.

She knew she blew it.

Nick's face softened in disbelief. He too seemed to realize that he was acting uncharacteristically. What am I doing? he thought, looking around the ZPD lobby. He looked down at the bunny in front of him, her eyes missing the trust he'd become accustomed to seeing. Her brows were furrowed, but gone was the lusty hunger of a rabbit whose desires were satisfied by a shifty fox with a hunger for her slick little cunt. The Judy looking at him now was ready for a fight. Her eyes were hardened. There was no lust. No caring. No friendship. He found himself questioning who the real hustler was. That was when Nick realized something.

He was crushed.

He sighed and handed Judy an employment application, filled out mere minutes ago, when he'd been stupid enough to consider her offer to work as his partner. "Probably best," he said, shoving the document in her paw. "If you didn't have a predator as a partner."

Nick tore the tiny Jr. ZPD Officer sticker off his shirt and made his way toward the door, his drooping tail swishing behind him.

"No," Judy said, looking down at the application. "No…Nick…Nick!"

Nick's jaw was hardened in a straight, canine exposed line. He shook his head, hearing Judy calling for him. He shoved the ZPD door open with his full paw, the impact stinging the center pad, but he didn't care. Don't let them know that they get to you...he thought. He shoved his paws in his pants pockets and hunched his shoulders forward. He exhaled a wavering breath and stalked down the sidewalk, away from Zootopia's City Center.

He'd been walking about a minute when a car horn and the familiar pop of a backfire banged into his ears and sliced through his thoughts. Nick glanced up and saw an old Lobo Van pulling over on the side of the road.

"Nick!" a voice growled out the window. Nick groaned at looked over at Finnick, his small running mate driving the van. Finnick's off-white long ears flapped in the breeze and his eyes shifted from the road, then over to Nick. "Hey man, what you doing singing "All Out of Love" and feelin' bad for yo sorry self? Get the hell in this van, man. I got something for you."

The van next to him stopped with a screech of its worn-out brakes. Nick sighed and climbed inside. Finnick glanced over at him and offered Nick his paw, balled into a fist. The two bumped them together before Finnick's teeth clenched and curled into a crazed smile. He stepped on the old van's clutch and shifted immediately into second, causing the van's tires to spin, lurch, and backfire again. Nick's eyes widened and he grabbed onto the dash board.

"I already forgot that you drive like a maniac," Nick said, slumping his head against the window.

"What that bunny do to you, man?" Finnick snapped, clutching the steering wheel tightly in his paws. "Two days and I'm left with…this excuse for my partner in my van? Naw man, snap out of it, brother."

"Oh, yeah, sure," Nick snorted, watching the blur of the city roll by. "I'm right on that, doctor."

Finnick shot Nick a narrow-eyed glare, his short feet resting upward on the seat. "Look man," Finnick said, reaching for the cigar stump in his ash tray. The lighter popped out, glowing red hot, from its tubular home in the dash board socket. He sucked on the cigar, lighting the remaining nub before looking back at Nick. "You ever stop to think that maybe you weren't meant to be the good guy?"

Nick raised an eyebrow and lifted his head off the window. "I'm listening," he replied, resting his snout and cheek in his paw.

"Look, fool," Finnick said, holding the cigar in his paw. "You the one who always says you can only be what you are. And here you go, playing detective with the fuzz, tryin' be a hero. This ain't the story where you turn good, man."

Finnick turned the van off into an ally and slowed to a stop. Nick looked around, his face confused. "Why are we stopping here?" Nick asked. Finnick grinned and opened the van door, gesturing for Nick to follow him. Nick opened his door and climbed out.

"Because bro," Finnick said, leaping on the van's chrome bumper. He reached for the button to open the back doors of the van. "This is a story where the bunny…turns bad."

Finnick snapped open the van doors. Nick blinked, his eyes wide with horror. His jaw dropped open, his canines and fangs exposed in disbelief. In the back of the van was a chestnut furred bunny, wearing a blue bikini and a fake ZPD badge. She was wearing a costume style police officer cap and high boots. She was handcuffed by the ankles and by the hands.

"Finn!" Nick shouted, pushing his laughing friend. "You kidnapped a bunny?"

Finnick was cackling, gasping between laughs to catch his breath. "Naw, fool, naw!" he said. "I bought her for you. You think I didn't know I'd find you crying down the sidewalk? Go ahead man, have fun with her first. Sweetheart, tell my friend Nick here what we named you for the hour."

The brown bunny glanced up at Nick with purple eyes that looked strange and unfocused. Contact lenses, he noted. Her chest was narrow, but the curves on it stuck out more than Judy's, a result of muscles from Judy's physical training.

"Jody," the bunny whispered with a slight smile, like she was trying to hold back a laugh. "My name is Jody Bounds."

"Oh, fuck you," Nick groaned, glaring at Finnick. "Keep me out of your escapades."

"Ha, ha! Ain't she great!" Finnick exploded, slapping his knee. "Nick, you had a rough two days. Play a little, man. Hell, maybe you onto something with yo bunny fetish. Maybe I'll keep this one around!"

"Piss off," Nick said, waving his paw at Finnick. He peered into the van, back at the handcuffed, bikini clad bunny. "Darling, it was a pleasure meeting you. Have a real nice day, you hear?"

Finnick watched his friend walk away, back toward the city. He shrugged and turned his attention back to the fuzzy little bunny in his van.

"Get ready sweetheart," he growled, climbing inside the van. "Because that fool back there wouldn't have known what to do with that wet bunny snatch and tasty little clit anyway."

Jody giggled and writhed in her handcuffs. Finnick sneered at her, using one paw to massage his hardening cock and the other to guide his shorts away from his short, furry legs.

The van door slammed shut and latched with an echoing click.

Judy never felt lower in her life.

She sighed and leaned her paw on her rounded gray cheek, gazing out at the open fields of her parents' carrot farm. After her careless and irresponsibly declaration at the press conference, tensions were high in Zooptopia. Random predators continued to go savage and pray openly discriminated them. The city was a mess and divided. Judy made a choice to resign at the ZPD and came home. Not that being home was any better. It was boring, mundane, and most of all…lacking the attention of a certain fox that Judy couldn't stop thinking about.

It was even worse when a pink utility van drove up, and Judy perked at the sight of a fox driving it. Her stomach flipped and for a second, her breath caught in her throat. But when she took a second look, the fox, while familiar, didn't resemble Nick in the least.

"Is that…Gideon Gray?" she asked her parents, who'd come to join her at the farm stand at the side of the road.

"Yup," her mother said cheerfully. "We work with him now. He's our partner."

"That's right," her father agreed. "Gid is one of the best pastry chefs in the Tri-Burrows. And we never would've given him a chance if it wasn't for you, Judy."

A small smile crept over Judy's face. "Hey, that's really cool you guys," she said appreciatively. I might as well be a reasonable bunny and go say hi to him.

Judy got up from her stool at the farm stand and stepped around it, watching Gideon for a moment. He'd opened the back of his van, attending to racks of pies. She folded her arms and leaned against the wooden stand. Like Nick, Gideon had a pointed snout, but it was far closer to his face. His body was wide, his stomach and backside protruding from the bindings of his denim overalls. His eyes were wide and naïve…there were no signs of the street-smart experience that painted Nick's face.

Maybe it's not a fox thing after all…Judy thought, a tingling feeling dancing through her feet.

Suddenly, she snapped to attention, listening to her father and Gideon talking about the purple flowers in the fields. What did Gideon just call those…did he say…

"The Night Howlers!" Judy exclaimed. "That's it! That's what I've been missing! Dad, keys, keys! I gotta go- love you, bye!"

Judy's mom, dad, and Gideon Gray all gaped at Judy with dropped jaws, but her father still managed to pull his keys out of his pocket and throw them at her. Judy leapt into the farm truck, started the engine and peeled out.

I can still solve this case, she realized, driving back toward Zootopia as fast as the rickety old truck would allow. But there's no way I can do it alone. And if Nick won't talk to me on my own merit…maybe for the sake of the case…Judy exhaled a deep, wavering breath and gripped the steering wheel tighter. In record time, the sprawling metropolis loomed in front of her.

I'm going to find that van, she thought, her pink nose twitching. And when I do…that's when I'll find Nick.

Judy was just driving through the slums over the city, when she saw Finnick's painted Lobo Van pulled over in an ally. She slammed her foot on the brakes of the old truck, feeling it screech and seize. She threw open the door and ran over to the back of the van, knocking frantically. She heard muffled laughter from inside before the door swung open.

"Who is it?!" Finnick demanded, wielding a bat. His face softened, eyes widening in surprise when he saw Judy.

Judy took a quick glimpse into the smoky van and saw a brown rabbit covering herself with a wine-colored blanket. The bunny inside craned her neck to see the commotion before looking down to examine her paw nails.

"I need to find Nick," Judy said. "Please. Where is he?"

Finnick snorted and leaned on the side of the van. "Girl, that boy be heartbroken in a ditch somewhere."

"A ditch?"

Finnick nodded. "Yeah, the old Zootopia River. I tell him it's a drainage ditch, but he goes there to think. Two miles that way, can't miss it. And girl…tell him now I get what the fuss is about."

Judy flashed Finnick a nervous smile. "I…yeah…thanks."

She could hear Nick humming to himself before she even saw him in the dried-up river.

"Nick!" Judy called out, her heart pattering inside her ribcage. "Nick?"

And then, as though he'd never left her sight, he was in an old beach lounging chair. Relief poured over Judy the moment she saw him. Dozens of thoughts piled up in front of her, and she knew she only had seconds to talk to him. Judging by the disinterested look on his face, sunglasses blocking his eyes, she already had a bad feeling churning in her stomach.

Where do I start? What do I say?

Her discovery about the night howlers blurted out of her mouth.

A scoffing sound puffed out of Nick's mouth. "Wow. Isn't that interesting." he said dismissively. He got up from his chair, took off his sunglasses, and walked away, making his way through a dark tunnel. Judy hated that she couldn't see his face. She wanted those eyes back on hers.

"Wait!" she said. "Wait... Wait, listen... I-I know you'll never forgive me, and I don't blame you - I wouldn't forgive me either."

Nick stopped walking and for a moment, Judy took advantage of the fact that he seemed to be listening to her.

"I was ignorant," Judy continued. "And irresponsible and small-minded. But predators shouldn't suffer because of my mistakes. I have to fix this. But I can't do it without you."

Nick, with his back still toward the bunny, exhaled and pressed his lips together. Everything in his nature was conflicted. Part of him wanted to walk away. Stop pretending that he could be a hero. Accept that who he was…was a sly fox. A predator that according to the city, couldn't be trusted.

But the other part heard the soft, lyrical voice of the bunny behind him, and wanted to crush his face against hers. He wanted to taste her mouth, run his paws over her soft, muscular, fit little body. He wanted to tear her clothes off and flick his individual pads over her softly mounded nipples until she cried out in ecstasy. He wanted to dart his tongue in and out of the wet little nest between her legs until her ears drooped at her side and their legs were weak.

"And after we're done," Judy said, her voice breaking with emotion. "You can hate me, and... and that'll be fine, because I was a horrible friend, and I hurt you, and you... and you can walk away knowing that you were right all along - I really am just a dumb bunny."

A warm, sly smile spread over Nick's muzzle. He lifted the carrot shaped recorder pen that Judy had given him, rewinding and replaying the last sentence a few times for effect. His ears softened and pointed back as he turned around to look at the sobbing bunny before him. It was the first time he was seeing her in something other than her police uniform (or topless) and he glanced down at her tight jeans appreciatively.

"Don't worry, Carrots," Nick said. "I'll let you erase it... in 48 hours. Get in here."

Judy gasped and smiled, running over to Nick. She placed her head on his torso and shivered as he wrapped his arms around her. "Oh you bunnies," he whispered, his voice gentle and warm in her ear. "So emotional…deep breath…trying to steal the pen, huh? Fluff, you're standing on my tail…off…off…off!"

"Sorry!" Judy said, snapping away from Nick. She sniffled and wiped her eyes, smiling sheepishly. "I guess I just can't stop hurting you, can I?"

"Well, we're all good at something, Carrots," Nick said, giving her the sly, heavy lidded glance that made her breath catch in her throat.

"Puh," Judy scoffed, kicking a rock away with her foot. "That's something I'd rather not be good at. I've already messed things up for so many people."

"Yeah, kind of," Nick said, lifting his arms to rest them on his head. "But I know you'll find a way to make it up to me, right?"

"Nick…" Judy's heart fluttered and danced in her chest. She moved closer to her friend and rested her paw on his chest. He glanced down at her, his eyes warm. He lowered his arms down to her waist and pulled her back toward his body.

"Tell me Carrots," he said, closing the space between their bodies. "Did you miss me?"

Judy pressed her cheek against his thin, button up green Hawaiian shirt. She inhaled Nick's scent, scrappy and masculine, earthy and wild. She nodded her head up and down, shivering as Nick's paw pet the top of her head, gently caressing her ears down her back.

"Say it, Fluff."

"I missed you, Nick," she whispered. "I missed being with you."

"What else did you miss?"

"I…" Judy started, but suddenly felt shy. "Nick…come on…"

"I want to hear it coming out of that beautiful little mouth," Nick said. He placed his paws on Judy's cheeks and gently tipped her face up to meet his gaze. He lowered his face down to hers, their lips centimeters apart. Nick's lips parted and he darted his tongue over her bottom lip. "Is that what you missed?"

"I…I missed your eyes watching me…" Judy said, looking away from Nick. But with his face so agonizingly close, she could feel his face turn up into a grin. "I missed the amused look you get when I do something dumb. I missed how we found small ways to touch each other when other mammals were around…"

"Hmm mmm," Nick hummed, his paws reaching behind her to cup her ass in her tight jeans. He squeezed her cheeks, perfectly molded to his paws. A sound came out of Judy's lips and she pressed her chest deeper into Nick's. He unfolded his tongue and dragged it, long and wet, over her slender neck. "My feelings are less hurt by the second, Carrots. Keep going."

Judy's breath wavered with excitement and she was finding it harder to breathe. She closed her eyes and lifted her head to welcome Nick's hot tongue lapping over her neck. "I missed your excitement," she gasped. "I missed your voice in my ear…"

Nick's tongue slid in Judy's ear as his paws lowered inside her jeans. He deftly opened the snap and slid one paw inside the front of her underwear. He curled one of his digits and let it slide over her puffy slit. His eyebrows furrowed and he clenched his teeth at the mere feeling of the slippery proof of her excitement all over his pad. "What about this, Carrots?" he growled, moving back to her lips. "Did you miss my paws in you, too?"

The quivering bunny gasped and threw her head back. That was the only answer Nick needed before he lowered his mouth to her pink checkered button down shirt and ripped it open with his teeth. His paws were occupied, one grazing her fuzzy opening, just probing it with his smallest claw. The other dragged over her nipples, painfully light, the feeling almost torturous for Judy. Her shirt fell off and Nick sucked in a breath before dropping to his knees to push her jeans down over her round, ample bottom and fluffy tail. For the first time since they met, the bossy police officer bunny was naked in front of him.

Judy was too turned on to feel shy. She could see from the look in Nick's gleaming eyes that he appreciated the glorious little body before his eyes. "What about you?" Judy said softly.

Nick crawled over to her and raised his eyebrows. "What about me, Officer?" he drawled, unable to hide his smile. "Am I breaking the law?"

"Yeah," Judy said, kissing Nick lightly on the lips. "You're under arrest for wearing too many clothes. Five years' jail time for resisting an officer."

"Well…far be it for me to break the law," Nick said, glancing over her naked body. He unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off his body. Judy's heart skipped a beat when she saw his red and white chest exposed again and new excited feelings rushed over her. And when Nick unfastened his brown pants and pulled them down and off his body, a new wave of crimson heat rushed over her. From a patch of dark red fur between his legs, Nick's cock stood out, hard and glistening at the tip. "How do you want me, Officer?"

Judy threw her arms around Nick's center, running them up and down his lean thighs. His cock hovered just inches below her nose, and she immediately knew what she wanted.

"Lay down," she said. "Let me show you how sorry I am for hurting you."

"Yes ma'am," Nick said. He lowered his body onto the soft dirt under the tunnel, the darkness and the shadows surround him and the bunny, keeping them hidden from Zootopia and its residents.

Judy climbed on his chest, straddling him. Nick propped himself up on his elbows, keeping his tail to his side. She looked him in the eyes one last time, passionate and hungry, before pressing her lips against his. She inhaled as they kissed deeply, Nick's paws running over her body. Judy pulled away from their kiss and slid down over Nick's body. She rubbed her face over the thick, red cock in front of her, inhaled the deeply sexual scent before running her tongue over it for the first time.

Nick groaned, panting with his head back. Immediately, Judy felt his body tense but he took control over himself quickly. She smiled and stuffed entire head of his cock in her mouth, licking and sucking. She liked the way he felt in her mouth. She liked the salty-savory taste, a flavor that was wholly Nick. She wondered how he would react with his cock down her throat…

"Carrots!" Nick gasped, his green eyes squeezed tight. "You don't know how good that feels…"

"Sure I do, Slick," Judy said, rubbing the fox's throbbing red organ all over her face. "It feels the same as when that long, wet tongue of yours dances over my pussy…" Small sucking and slurping sounds escaped Judy's mouth as she squeezed Nick's cock in and out of her mouth. She wet her tongue with her saliva and watched it glide down the sides of Nick's cock. She bobbed her head up and down, loving the feeling of his body tensing, tightening, knowing she was making it happen.

Nick abruptly sat up and pulled Judy toward his face. Their lips met again, but the kiss was slow and tender. He pressed his forehead against hers and Nick's eyes explored hers. "Carrots..." he whispered.

A smile spread over Judy's face. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she mused.

To her delight, Nick, gasping and overrun with desire managed to nod. She kissed him on the side of his snout.

"Lay back down," she whispered. Nick obeyed, his body painfully tight with impending climax. The full-view sight of the rabbit positioning herself over his cock was too much to bear, and he wasn't sure how much longer he would last.

Judy's body was small, but she was agile and flexible. She rubbed Nick's upright cock over her dripping wet pussy lips, letting it swirl around her visible pink clit. Her little cunt shivered and she wasn't sure how much longer she would last before her little body exploded. Small sounds escaped her as she lowered her pussy to take Nick's cock, and he watched as her body was stretched and filled without extra space. She liked the way he felt deep inside her.

"You feel amazing, Nick," Judy gasped, her eyes unfocused with a sort of passionate glaze. Nick nodded, his face red hot.

He gritted his canines and grasped the little rabbit by the hips. He held her in place and thrust his hips, slowly at first, trying not to hurt her. But by the reassuring look on her face and the way she chewed her bottom lip, Nick knew that Judy was in the same place he was. And by the time Judy started grinding her soaking pussy on him, he knew he could let go. He ran one pad over her exposed clit before she arched her back, pinched her nipples, and cried out. He shuddered, his own orgasm rolling through his body, deeper that when she gave him the paw-job, and felt hot little squirts from his cock finding their way inside the bunny's body.

Both gasping and panting, Nick and Judy looked at each other and smiled, letting out a nervous laugh. They untangled their bodies from each other and made a treasure hunt for their clothes.

"I guess all's forgiven then, huh?" Judy asked, stepping into her jeans and pulling them up.

Nick pulled on his shirt. "It was the whole time, Carrots," he said, adjusting his clip-on tie. He bent his head toward her cheek and gave her a soft kiss. "So we going to solve a case or what?"

Judy smiled at Nick and nodded. Together, they made their way to her father's truck and Judy unlocked the doors. Nick opened the door. Sitting on the bench seat was a half-pint of blueberries. His eyes lit up with delight. He'd thought they only grew carrots.

And he was starving.