Chapter 10: Forgotten Pills
Nick twirled his cocktail in his hand, Imagine Dragons blasting behind him, unconsciously tapping his foot to the lively beat of the song. This was his fifth drink so far and with the way he suddenly chugged it down, it would evidently not be his last.
He waved curtly to the bartender and the bear frowned before sighing and getting another chilled glass. Nick and Finnick had frequented his bar long enough for him to recognize the face of one of the duo.
"Rough day?" he asked, as he smoothly slid the tumbler to Nick's waiting paw.
"Sort of" Nick mumbled in reply, staring into the blue of his drink.
The bear said nothing more and left to attend to whatever duties required his attention.
Nick gazed at his drink despondently, his polished nature gone for the moment as he remembered the mission earlier that day.
-Flashback-
Judy stepped forward as one of the cheetahs pulled out a gun.
Nick reacted before he thought about it, pulling out a gun that he would be confident to say he had never used before. He fired and the cheetah fell, the shot connecting with his shoulder. He turned to the other two who looked like they couldn't decide whether to run or attack the officers.
Judy looked conflicted at his actions, and then slightly nauseous as a small pool of blood slowly gathered and trickled down the road in a thin line. The cheetah yelled and grabbing his arm, attempted to make a run for it before another loud bang stopped him.
"Move" Nick warned "And I won't miss"
He felt as angry as he looked his paw dangerously close to the trigger of his gun. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Judy reluctantly pull out her firearm and unlatch the safety lock. She pointed it towards one of the other two cheetahs with one arm, a stoic look coming over her face "Get on your knees, hands above your head"
The other two exchanged look with each other slowly.
"You scared of a bunch of cops?" the 'foreman' screamed, holding his bleeding arm "There's two of you and two of them, for fuck's sake. You can take 'em"
"On your knees" Judy repeated, her voice unwavering "Or I shoot. Your call"
Her eyes searched their clothed forms for small protrusions that could indicate a hidden weapon though she doubted they would not have pulled any weapons they had.
The air was tense as the two cheetahs stood still, disobeying the command. It almost seemed as if they were waiting for something. Judy felt a queasy feeling take hold of her, and her fur stand up. Anticipation crackled through her like an electric shock. Then it happened.
A spotted black and yellow blur crashed into Nick and instinctively she turned unintentionally elbowing her own attacker. The attack stung; he was larger than she had anticipated but he fell back just as she had planned. She hit him across the side with the butt of her gun and was rewarded with a loud grunt of pain as he fell down. She looked around her, assessing the situation.
Nick was fighting off another large cheetah, and his gun lay a few feet from him. Four large curved cuts had his shirt in shreds, and his teeth were bared in a growl that made desire pool inside her.
Judy pushed the feeling of pleasure aside, trying to concentrate on the situation at hand.
She looked frantically around for the three mammals they were dealing with before. The foreman was still lying on the floor, swearing in pain and trying to get up while the other two were now hurriedly loading the remaining crates into the pick-up.
She tucked the gun into its holster, and made for the truck. A large paw grabbed her ankle and pulled at it, and Judy found her face getting close and personal with the dirt floor.
A large body enclosed her smaller one and pulled her into a head lock, choking the air out of her. Her head began to swim violently and she desperately clawed at the meaty arms at her neck. Through all the chaos in her head, she heard the rev of the engine and realized that someone was starting the truck.
Her eyes began to water as the space between her neck and the spotted arms got smaller and smaller. As she thrashed anxiously, a glint caught her attention as the rays of the sun bounced off a metal surface and suddenly she remembered Nick's gun. Her paws went to her out gun and she pulled it out like a lifesaver (at that moment it was close enough to one) and hit the attacker over the head. His grip loosened considerably and she took that advantage to fire at the truck.
Her shot was aimless and the first bullet merely dented the tailgate but the second hit the tyre just as she had intended. The rubber burst with a large bang and a foul smell and the truck began to swerve dangerously on the dusty unpaved road. Judy had never been so happy to see an accident in her life when it finally crashed into a gnarled old tree.
She stumbled forwards, and turned her head to check up on Nick. A cheetah lay close to where he was nursing his cheek, out cold. Nick grinned up at her, despite the pain.
"This was eventful" he remarked, before being interrupted by a very loud curse from the 'foreman' they had both forgotten. Judy wondered why he reminded her of a basketball coach.
She nodded nearly breathless, the adrenaline still coursing through her while Nick radioed HQ.
This had certainly been eventful.
-End of Flashback-
Judy had spoken minimally to him after they had gotten back up in clearing out the scene and the five cheetahs arrested and it had him bothered, coupled with the fact that he had almost lost her today. Again.
Part of him wondered if it was because he had shot that cheetah though he felt no regret for that. He was ready to do anything if it meant keeping her safe. But if that was the reason, she would have told him. No, maybe it was something else. But what could it be?
He scratched his cheek before downing his shot, the blue liquid going down his throat like a rushing flood of fire.
Nick pulled at the hem of his shirt irritably. The bar had become so hot he didn't know why the air conditioning system in the corner had not been gotten rid of. He already had two buttons loose, and he didn't feel like stripping in front of the crowd around him,
It was mating season after all. That was like asking to get raped.
He looked at his glass mournfully, itching to lose himself in the sweet yet burning concoction again. But already his head was beginning to pound and he had work tomorrow. He imagined listening to Bogo with a massive hangover the size of the Tundra district, and cringed.
He licked his lips and set the tumbler on the table, before shakily standing up. As he exited the bar, with DNA by Kendrick Llama trailing him, he was struck with the thought that he had forgotten something very important.
Something that someone had given him… Judy? No, perhaps Finnick? ...
No it was a doctor, Dr Rosemary then?
Hmm, possible.
She had given him something… pills… but what for?
Nick cut off the train of thought. It could wait until tomorrow.
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Judy moaned in pleasure as she slipped two of her digits inside her, wet with need. Since the adrenaline from the afternoon had worn off, all she could think about was Nick; his smile, his dizzying musk and how much she wanted his length inside her.
She tried to pretend it was his paw that rubbed against her sex and his fingers that slowly began to move inside her, in a slow rhythm that had her breathing heavily. Her other paw went up to her chest, and two digits tweaked her left nipple harshly. She imagined it was Nick that had her trembling in bliss, his voice in her ear.
"You're so wet, Judy…"
Her hand massaged her breast in circling motions, and she increased her pace, her digits relentlessly moving in and out of her. "Nick…" she sighed, rubbing her paw over her breast and flicking her nipple.
The bath water was warm, enhancing her illusion, and it was easy to think that Nick was behind her, fingering her in anticipation of something else.
Something positively… delectable, something much more fulfilling.
She began humping her digits, and added another, trying to fill herself. In her mind, it was Nick who was making her moan with every motion, his thumb rubbing down her sex while his other digits moved in and out of her deliciously.
Her mind went blank as she came with a silent scream and a mental image of Nick smirking down at her, watching with a jade stare that had 'desire' written all over it.
The bath water sloshed noisily as she fell back, feeling her cravings decrease just a little bit. She sighed; a masturbation session just wouldn't cut it this time.
The faint tone of Gazelle's Try Everything caught her ears, and she deliberated soaking for a few more minutes or answering the door immediately. After a few seconds of hesitation, she climbed out of the balmy water, water droplets rolling over her fur and falling to the floor. Grabbing a nearby bathrobe, she slipped into it snugly and shook herself dry before going to answer the door.
As soon as she opened to the door, she was hit by the scent of a male in heat, and not just any male but the male she had been craving all day.
"Nick?" She ventured to ask, not even noticing her voice had gone hoarse. He looked up at her with heavy lidded eyes clouded with desire and Judy felt herself go wet, ready for him to take her.
Without a second thought, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, throwing restraint into a deep abyss it could never hope to climb out of.
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So, I'm back, and I'm so sorry this took so long to get out. Feel free to get out you pitchforks
-Ite