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Jack sighed as he climbed into his car. It was a matte dark gray sedan with slightly tinted windows. He just sat there for a moment before he began slamming his forehead into the steering wheel letting out grunts of frustration.

He couldn't get Judy out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried. He thought of carrot sticks and her image came. He thought of the training he would put them through and her curvy frame watered his mouth. He groaned again.

'This is going to kill me.' He determined. He was just coming out of the MMA gym and he was still unfocused. Before he could even put the key in the ignition he jumped out of the car and went back in the gym.

"Mr. Savage? Did you forget something?" The receptionist asked.

"No." He rasped. He waved his key card under the sensor and went back to the heavy bag. 'Come on Jack. You can't be like this. Not since… not since her.' Grimacing he pulled out his phone and plugged in his earphones.

(Song- Irresistible Fall Out Boy, not with Demi Lovato)

He began throwing punches.

Count me in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile

'Just because she doesn't throw herself at you doesn't mean she's anything like Skye was.' He thought as his face contorted in anger.

I just follow your scent, You can't just follow my smile; all of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine

He spun and threw two roundhouse kicks that landed one after another. The bag broke from its hinges with a massive tear in the center of the bag itself.

The receptionist just stared as he walked up calmly and tossed a couple hundred bucks on her desk and walked out.

AT NICK'S

Nick opened the door as he wrangled the bunny attached to his maw. She seemed obsessed, her tongue wandering every inch of his mouth exploring. He tasted of blueberries and alcohol. He tried to slow her down but she was ravenous and unstoppable in her make-out onslaught.

He put her down and locked the door as he spoke for the first time in half an hour. "Carrots, there's one thing you should know. I will kiss you, even go as far as to, how did you put it? Bite you? But I won't go far enough for anything extreme."

She giggled, red eared. "Nick, let's go to the tub already!"

"Let's get undressed first, I just bought you those shorts. They're God's gift to mammalia, I tell you. They conform to your bunny buns perfectly." He laughed, already removing his pants in favor of his boxers alone. Judy did the same, retaining all of her underwear.

They waited for the water to heat and just talked, occasionally making physical advances warmly welcomed by the other. They were testing the waters and their own boundaries, touching each other gently and cautiously as to not make the other uncomfortable.

When the water was ready they both climbed in, making sure to sit as close to each other as they could. Judy was practically on Nick's lap and she decided to tease the poor red fox. She wiggled deeper into his lap which made him shudder and blush.

Seeing his reaction, she grinned and did it again, this time whispering softly into his ear. "I want you to tell me what you like most about me. Anything, it could be physical, it could be emotional. I'm not going to judge. I can do the same if you want."

Nick obliged. "I love how you walk, your everlasting confidence. You don't have to fake it, it's all you. I love your strut, the way your hips sway hypnotically, even if you don't notice. I love your wonderful little tail, too." He said grinning wide as he caressed her outer thigh sending shivers down her back.

Judy had never really felt this way before. Sure she had experimented sexually by herself, but she was never quite as aroused by another mammal with romanticizing them to perfection. Nick was her perfection, she realized. He was muscular and strong, but gentle and soft. He could be serious or he could be the ultimate workplace clown or personal tease. He was amazing, the way she felt then was amazing.

She reached up to his cheek and grasped it pulling him down into a kiss. Passion and love filled their mouths as they went farther and farther, deeper and deeper into the kiss. She scooted onto his lap now, fully. Gyrating her hips she felt a tensing of his muscles and a quiet but unmistakable moan come from the fox.

She didn't stop.

She went deeper and harder making Nick's moans reverberate even louder into her mouth, it tickled. She loved it. She continued until Nick got up, holding on to her by her bottom, and got out of the water, her still in his powerful arms. He retrieved towels and dried themselves off, giggling and laughing.

It was consensual, it was fun. They were truly coming together. Maybe by morning, they'd be more than friends. Neither knew and, in that moment, neither cared.

Once dry, Nick led Judy by her paw into his bedroom where he laid her down on his bed. He bit down on her panties before looking up at her for permission. She gladly nodded, smiling. He began pulling his head down and away from her core, taking in the smell of her arousal and sex. He nuzzled her inner thighs earning a small moan and a rub on his head between the ears, a playful gesture as she giggled at his rumble beginning.

Nick removed the panties from in front of him and leaned down into her sex, slowly and sensually. He began playing with her, nuzzling and licking as she gave the go ahead. He pulled back and brought two fingers to her delicate entrance and rubbed them around her. When he gently pushed his fingers in, she threw her head back, gasping at the sudden pleasure, the feeling he was giving her. He repeated the motion gaining more vocal thumbs up from the rabbit. He quickened the pace until her breath hitched and her body tensed and small jets of her sweet release came from her sex.

Nick lapped her up, savoring every drop of her essence.

She reached down to his boxers but he softly moved her paw away. He spoke for the first time in what felt like years. "Carrots, this was your night. If you want to keep going, I'd be happy to oblige but I'm not ready to go farther. You know how we foxes can be." Winking at her.

Her face displayed how disappointed she was, and how guilty she felt, but not even so stubborn a rabbit as Judy Hopps was could ignore the fox's obvious gentle mammal nature. 'Ladies first I suppose.' Judy thought, chuckling to herself.

"Ok, Nick. I was hoping that maybe," she looked away, breaking the eye contact they had been sharing, and continued. "I was hoping that maybe I could sleep in your bed. Together." Again she expected him to reject the idea, saying something along the lines of "Perish the thought! Sleeping together? How scandalous…". Instead, he grinned and scooped her up, meriting a yelp from the rabbit. He gently dropped her on her side of the bed and climbed over her to the other, not far out of cuddle distance, however.

Judy brought herself close, making a point to nuzzle Nick. She cuddled him and they fell asleep in each other's arms. At peace.

NEXT MORNING

Judy's POV

"Look who's up! I made breakfast." Nick called out to me. He was standing in the doorway to his bedroom drying off his paws. He was shirtless too, I guess that was a plus.

"Breakfast sounds good. What's there to eat?" I asked cheerily. After last night, who couldn't be?

"I've got eggs, but I doubt you'd like 'em. No, yours is a surprise. I hope you slept well." He added. I blushed recalling last night's events.

"Who couldn't? After what you did for me? Of course Nicky." I purred, sauntering my way over to him purposely emphasizing my hips he likes so much. I smiled up at him, flicked his chin, and hip checked him.

He looked at me incredulously before breaking out into laughter that I joined him in. We sat there for a good five minutes just laughing before he pulled himself up, still chuckling, and grasped both of my paws. He led me into the kitchen's breakfast nook and I stared at the feast displayed before us. I did a double take and looked at Nick who was grinning from ear to ear.

I sat down, him joining, and picked up a fork. In front of me laid a bowl of oatmeal and various berries, a green tea with lemon and a lump of sugar. I saw the toast and different types of jellies and jams. An English muffin on a plate with a homemade crepe and fruit on the side.

I didn't know what to devour first, the meal or Nick for making it.

He just sat across from me, chewing his mouthful of veggie bacon and eggs, still grinning wearing his signature smugness.

"Nicky, I love the gesture, but it's too much work. I really appreciate it but next time let me help." I said, grateful but embarrassed at being so useless that morning. I didn't want Nick wearing himself out just to prove himself to me.

I dug into the food, loving every flavor, intense or subdued. Everything in perfect ratios, combos. It was delicious.

"Oh my god Nick! So good!" I managed through a full mouth and a smile.

He smiled and clapped in a cheesy tune and music played, ever so slightly increasing in volume.

(Song: Wildcard-Mickey Valen)

I just laughed and ate.

"Carrots, what are we?" Nick asked nervous and afraid of the answer. So much was obvious.

I softened my eyes and looked at him forcing his gaze to meet mine. "I don't know yet. That's why it's so exciting. I don't know where this might lead, but I'm glad it's with you."

We just stared at each other, taking everything in.

Then Nick's phone vibrated. He pulled it out and read the text he just got. His expression changed. It went from a smile to a grimace as he continued to read.

"Carrots, get dressed quick. We gotta get to the station. They found two more bodies. Same M.O. Jack was right, this has to be a serial."

I high tailed it into his bedroom and got ready. We left and headed straight for the station. The text said we didn't need our blues. We were going under CIA training and we were being provided some uniforms.

"Apparently we're training under a Russian-descent MMA artist. He's an arctic wolf. We've got firearm instruction. And… information retrieval seminars. You know what that means right, Carrots?" He asked me, not too pleased.

"Yes, Nick. I know. Torture. I get it. I just hope we never have to use what they teach."