"Furry Johnson is tired. I love all of you good people reading this. Fuck fascists, racists, lgbtqia-phobes, all that jazz." -Furry Johnson. Black Lives Matter, BIPOC Lives Matter, LGBTQIA2+ Rights and Lives Matter.
Black Lives Still Matter. BIPOC Lives Matter LGBTQIA2+ Rights and Lives Matter. It's been a long time, and a lot of shit's happened since then. Hopeful things, like the throwing out of a rancid orange, and the vaccine releases. I want to celebrate these things, and we should. But I'm tired, it's late, and I've worked all day on this Christmas/Holidays gift for all of you.
Here's the chapter you've all been waiting for. It's well-marked if you want to skip it, no problem. It will also be up on in a fully clean version for ZNN if they want, tomorrow morning. I'm exhausted, and I really don't know what to say at this point. Sadly, we'll have to resume the educational stuff next time.
I apologize for being late with this. University overwhelmed me, and, I actually reached out and joined the furry fandom 'officially' this past time. I joined a community, and, I'm not going to lie that I've found a lot of friends and love in the past few months that have taken up all of my free available time. It's made me feel bad for not being able to write, but, at the same time, I really am happier than I've ever been.
I'm sorry if there's errors, this was both a rush and a long job. But, I hope you are all happy with my first attempt at lewd writing. I'm not about to make it a standard thing in other stories I make, but, I want to say I did enjoy this first attempt, even if I had no idea what I was doing.
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The drive home was. . . Quiet. Especially considering that they almost didn't leave that room without going a little too far. As eager as they both were to keep going further in that little interview room, they wisely decided otherwise.
Sure, the odds of that interview room being used by any of the night shift wasn't terribly high. But, not impossible. However, going from that very. . . intimate moment, to the relative silence of the car was somewhat jarring.
They exchanged some looks, some coy and nervous smiles. But mostly, the cab of the car was dully quiet, with only the car engine filling the void. Nick debated on letting his paw crawl over to her lap, or her waist. Or something, at least, to somehow maintain the physical connection. But she was driving, and he didn't want to distract her. And maybe he did worry that, maybe, the mood might've changed, since that moment.
There were a lot of things he expected when she dragged him into that room. Her crawling into his lap and kissing him passionately was not one of them (let alone, the wandering paws that happened after). He might've dreamt of such scenarios, but he never thought they could happen. Now, as they slowly ascended the stairs together, they were both living it as reality.
And, slightly terrified for it. Their hearts were beating a little quicker than usual, both mammals' ears easily able to pick out the other's as they made their way up. For the first few stairwells, it was fairly quiet, as they listened to each other's hearts beat until the rabbit gave in and reached over for the fox's paw.
Someone was going to have to take the initiative to cut the silence. As she wrapped hers around his, he reflexively closed his paw and glanced toward Judy in the dimly lit staircase. They shared a soft smile, before the rabbit's twisted to a grin. "So. . . . . The ice cream shop?" She asked, one fox-ear flitting down as she brought up his earlier words.
He felt his ears heat up, as the fox glanced away nervously. That was kind of the truth. "Well. . . In a way, yeah. Maybe not feelings, exactly. More I was. . . Somewhat turned on, by the way, you handled that elephant. I guess," He added with a sly smirk and wink, as they thumped their way up the stairs.
She grinned and let out a soft snort. "Really? . . . Well, you masked that pretty well, when you insulted all of my dreams shortly after," She teased, as the fox winced at the memory. 'You'll never be a real cop', yeah, he was pretty deplorable to her back then.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt bad. "I'm sorry, for what I said back then. It. . . Well, it obviously wasn't true," He murmured, shaking his head lightly. The rabbit gave him a quick hit on the side with her other paw, as they finally reached their floor level.
"That was a long time ago Nick. . . We both made our own mistakes back then," She replied, as she rubbed his side gently. That was true. Neither one of them was the 'best mammal' they could've been at the time. "But. . . Go on. If that's not when you knew you had feelings for me, when was it?"
Nick smiled, as he thought about that question. "When I knew? . . Really knew, knew?" He asked, attempting to buy time as the rabbit nodded. "Well. . . I'd say that would be when I left for the academy, I. . . Started to realize that I had more than just, 'Judy's really wonderful' kind of feelings."
"Oh?" The rabbit interjected, as she let go of his paw and pulled their floor door open for the fox. "Had a few. . . Late nights at the academy, Nick?" The rabbit murmured, mostly teasingly. And maybe she was a little curious. She certainly wasn't innocent of fantasizing about the fox. They could be open with one another about that now. . . . Right?
Nick chuckled, shaking his head while he stepped through the doorway. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. . . What about you, then? When did you. . . you know, start having feelings for me?" The fox asked, hoping to quickly switch the subject. And, turnabout was fair play, wasn't it?
That was a good question, considering A lot of the time they interacted, in those early months, she wasn't sure how she felt. "It was not immediate for me, either. . . I certainly thought you were handsome when we met, but that was mostly overshadowed by the fact you were a gigantic jerk."
Nick nodded, as he waited on the other side of the floor entryway as the rabbit stepped through behind him. He couldn't argue with that, it was a fair assessment of him. He was a very bristly fox, especially at the time. "But. . . I got to know you a little more when we met the second time-"
"You mean the time you tracked me down because you needed the help of a 'sly' fox?" He asked, grinning at the rabbit as they made their way over to their apartment. He reached into his pocket, pulling out his ring of keys as the rabbit chuckled softly.
She rolled her eyes. "Yes. Despite your surly attitude. . . after a while I felt like I got to know you for 'you', rather than the stuffy con-fox façade you were putting on. And, after you stood up for me, with Bogo. . . And told me about what happened to you when you were younger. . . I suppose that might've been where it started. . . When I realized that you were a good mammal, and very special. That's, kind of why when you left, it hurt so bad."
She murmured, as the fox raised his brows at her. "Huh. . . So, that means that you fell for me first, right?" He teased, as he inserted the key and popped their apartment door open.
Judy snorted, as she followed the fox into their living room. That was true, more or less. Although, from the sound of it, they were falling "Maybe. Much like you, I didn't really need to confront my feelings until you were leaving me," She added as she closed the door behind the fox and flicked the living room light on.
Nick turned, surprised. "So. . . You were thinking about me when I was gone then, weren't you?" He asked, earning a frown from the rabbit. She knew what he was hinting at, and as crude, as it was, she did start it. And, it was true, in the end. While she didn't get up too much in the first month, over time that empty apartment started to affect her.
Walking past his bedroom, smelling the lingering scent wafting from there. Even the chaos of the wires, draped all over the television stand reminded her of him.
And then, well, she was alone in the house, after all. She could get away with doing whatever she wanted, as loud as she wanted, and he'd be none the wiser. "Yeah, I did think about you a lot," She murmured, pretending she didn't know what his hidden message was as she turned to the fox. He snorted, knowing full well that she caught his drift. He wasn't a fool, after all.
She smiled at him, as she thought about how many times they must've been thinking about one another, with only a single wall separating them. Both figuratively, and literally. Judy smirked and stepped towards the fox, who was idly playing with his keys as he watched her approach.
As the fox's gaze flitted back up to the approaching rabbit, she tilted her head to the side, lightly shifting her hip out slightly. "So. . . What were you really thinking, when you were leaning down to kiss me on the dance floor?"
She seemed to be trying her best to capture his attention, which almost made the fox chuckle. Such a silly rabbit, did she really think he'd ever want to tear his eyes from her now? But, as for her question. . . "I. . . think it was the dancing," He murmured, smiling as the rabbit's eyes narrowed curiously.
"It. . . Reminded me of how we've always worked well together. Working together, living together. And, dancing together. . . And way you looked at me with those eyes, I forgot why I was resisting the thought of a relationship with you. And, I guess I may have. . . slightly jumped the gun?"
"Or maybe you didn't jump fast enough," Judy muttered, as she reached up and grasped the fox's tie. With one quick yank, she pulled him down to her again, although it was less of a pull and more of a lead as the fox eagerly followed the motion down. He was learning what to expect with this rabbit.
The keys clattered to the floor, as one of his paws moved to cradle her head. The other paw settled on her waist, as the fox wasted no time deepening the kiss. Once again, the fox's tongue quickly overpowered her own, but quickly settled again into a much smoother rhythm than before.
It was still intense, as Judy held him there with his tie, her other paw trailing up his chest to wrap around his soft, furry neck. The kiss was good, as the two mammals seemed to meld into one another as they pulled their bodies together. She felt her fur shiver with anticipation, as she felt the warmth building inside her.
Of course, there was one problem with this kiss: There were too many clothes between her and him. And, as his paw slipped lower, and gently squeezed her butt, their duty belts made their presence knowns as they stabbed into one another. Nick's belt was stabbing her stomach, while her own. . . Wasn't particularly comfortable, stabbing into the fox's crotch.
And, as nice as the kiss was, there were other things that Judy wanted to get to. . . And she was sure Nick felt the same way. She let go of the tie and pulled out of the kiss. The fox instinctively tried to follow her mouth, before his eyes opened curiously as the rabbit grinned at him.
"I. . ," She started, taking a quick breath. "Am going to my room. If you want, you can come with me? It's your choice, but make sure to turn off the kitchen light," Judy murmured seductively, with a sly smile and wink. She wanted the fox to follow and knew with 99% certainty that he probably would. But she wanted him to have that out if he wanted. Judy could be going too fast, after all.
But Judy was sure she knew where the fox was going to go, as she let her paws trail down his chest, resting them on the front of his duty belt. Judy murmured a soft chuckle, as Nick stared with his mouth agape, a small bead of drool forming in the corner of his mouth.
She was. . . So attractive, in so many ways. Nick couldn't even really quantify it if he was honest. Everything she said, everything she did. It all turned him on and made his blood boil. Even as she let her claws slip off his duty belt, and turned to walk away, he had to resist the urge to pull her back to him.
She'd. . . Well, maybe she'd like that, maybe not. But he knew that he already had an invitation to follow, as he swiftly flicked the living room light off and thumped after her as she walked slowly towards her bedroom.
With that adorable little white tail, bouncing all the way. The mischievous rabbit knew full well how attractive that was, as he followed after with his gaze fixed on the white fluff. And, after their conversation in the interview room, Nick was done pretending. And so was she, obviously, as she happily hopped her way towards her room.
Nick followed her all the way through her open doorway, feeling only the slightest tugging hesitation as he passed the threshold. Except for when he was helping her move, Nick hadn't really seen the inside of her room. His mother taught him to respect mammal's privacy, and to him, that included roommate's spaces.
Sure, she'd left the door open usually, but other than a glance from the living room or two, he hadn't a clue what it looked like inside. When he first helped her move her stuff in, her room wasn't that much different from his own.
Well, other than the size, and the giant floor-length windows, of course. It was the same wooden floor, the same boring wallpaper, and the same metal radiator sitting in the corner. Just with better daylighting, and more room. However, even though that was how it was when Nick helped her move all her stuff and boxes in, it was very different now.
Now there was a whole lot of 'Judy' everywhere. The nice cream-coloured curtains hanging on the windows, and the deep thick purple rug flopped in the middle did much to liven up the room despite the wallpaper. It helped make the room warmer, more vibrant. Well, in comparison to his dark and gloomy room nearby.
And then, there were the other fixtures that she'd moved into the room. A standing mirror in one corner (he remembered moving that in there), with a new wooden dresser over in one corner. Unsurprisingly, Judy had set up a computer desk in the corner, complete with a desktop and chair. He wouldn't be surprised if most of the files on that computer were work-related. Maybe.
There were a few pictures on the wall, most of which filled with rabbits that Nick assumed was the rest of her family. At least, guessing by a few that had Stu, Bonnie, and Judy in them. And, of course, there was the picture from when she received her badge at the academy, beaming with joy.
He couldn't help but smile, as he took it all in slowly. It was all so . . . Judy. His room was very bland, in comparison. After so many years of living in that little hole in the wall, he hadn't really bothered with thinking about making something 'welcoming', or home-like. But here, Judy had transformed it into a cozy, welcoming place.
And of course, there were other 'signs of life' all over the place. There was a yoga mat leaning on the dresser, and a bunch of free scattered nearby. A skipping rope and a door pullup bar were also there, as Nick let out a soft snort. Was it any wonder that Judy kept fit, between this equipment and the gym?
Distracted from the rabbit, who was watching him curiously gaze around the room. And then, his eyes caught something on the little nightstand by the bed, there was a small, framed picture, with very familiar
It was a picture of him, standing next to Judy on his graduation day. It was the one they put in the paper. But this wasn't a paper clipping, it was the real deal. To get that, she must've asked the photographer or the newspaper for a copy. Right? Or did he just miss an opportunity to get one for himself?
"Liking what you see so far?" Judy teased, snapping Nick's attention back to her as she unclipped her duty belt, and placed it atop her dresser with a devious smile.
"Ah, sorry," He replied, as Judy walked over to him with a grin. "It's. . . very nice. And, really Judy," He added with a smirk. He loosened his tie and haphazardly pulled it off over his head. His first instinct was to drop it on the floor like he normally would.
She chuckled softly, as she stopped before him, reaching up to unclip her (work-appropriate) tie. It was so, so much easier. She held the fabric in her paws, playfully twirling with it as she grinned. "Well, I think I know how much you like me. . . So, that's a compliment, isn't it?"
He let out a nervous. . . chuckle? Some kind of noise, anyway, as he lightly played with his own tie. "Yeah, definitely," he murmured, as she reached up, and wrapped her tie around the back of his neck.
By the moment she started to pull down, Nick had already dropped the tie in his hands and leaned down to the silly rabbit. She loved pulling him down to her, didn't she?
This time, the kiss was very short, as Judy barely let their lips press for more than a moment before she reached out, and gently pushed the fox towards the bed. He didn't bother resisting, clumsily walking backwards as his eyes slightly opened to a mischievous Judy.
He felt the back of his knees hit the mattress, and he sat down with a gentle bounce. Judy smiled at him as she looked into his eyes, their height difference 'marginally' relieved. By a very thin margin, but enough as she stepped forward and gave him a soft kiss on his big black nose.
That obviously didn't satisfy Nick, as he immediately twisted his neck, and kissed her lips once again. Judy smiled, as he wrapped his paws around her and pulled her up against the bed. Closer, but not close enough for-
As if reading her mind, the fox's paws seized her hips and lifted her up. She instinctively lifted her legs and wrapped them around his chest as he braced his arms under her. She let out a soft giggle, as she wrapped her paws around his neck, and leaned out of the kiss.
When her eyes flitted back open, surprisingly Nick was not looking at her. Instead, his head was turned towards the head of the bed. At first, she grinned as she wondered what terrible things the fox was thinking about. Until her eyes caught sight of what stole his attention.
Her ears flitted down, as she felt the redness grow. She. . . Forgot about that.
There, lying next to her pillow, was a little fox plushie. While she definitely didn't regret having it these past few months, she knew that Nick wouldn't miss a chance to make some snarky comment. Yes, she had it because she liked him. But, for some reason, the words that came out weren't nearly as mocking as she expected. "You kept that?" The fox asked, gesturing over towards the teddy.
At first, she wasn't sure what he meant. But then, she remembered the small red cloth that was securely fixed around the little teddy fox's neck. A pawkerchief that, even now, still smelled faintly of fox.
"Yeah. . . I, uh. . . Probably should've given that back, huh?" She murmured, as she thought about how long she'd kept holding onto Nick's pawkerchief. At first, it was a mistake, honestly. It went with her to the hospital, and she'd taken it home intending to get it washed and cleaned for Nick.
But then, after cleaning it, she left it on the desk and kept forgetting to bring it whenever they hung out afterwards. By the time he started helping her move in, she really should've given it then. But at that point, he went to training, before she had the opportunity to get it back. And. . . Maybe at that point, she wanted to keep it with her while he was gone, anyway.
He must've had the pawkerchief for a long time because it still smelled a little bit like the fox even after washing it. It was nice to have around when he wasn't there, or when she needed that extra bit of comfort. But, given the fact that Nick followed her here now, she probably didn't need it anymore.
Nick, however, let out a soft snort as he looked back at her. "You know, I just assumed that the ambulance threw it away. . . Not that you were cuddling it at night, Carrots," He teased, as he relaxed his grip and let her slide slowly down to his lap. Fair enough, she wouldn't want him tiring his arms out too early, after all.
The rabbit frowned for a second before it twisted into a sly smirk. "You can have it back if you want. But," She paused, as Nick's brows raised curiously. "Do you really want me to undress a fox plushie tonight, or you?"
Three hours later, elsewhere in the city
Fangmeyer burst into the room, files in hand as Wolfard followed diligently behind them. It was late at night, and they'd finally caught who they figured was the fencer behind all of the industrial park thefts.
It had become apparent that they had to have someone to sell the stolen tools to. They weren't showing up in pawnshops, at least not right away. There had to be a fencer, someone who was likely involved in coordinating all of this. Could even be the "ringleader", so to speak, helping them set up the thefts.
Either way, they would be connected to several more BNE artists around the city no doubt, and if they got this cheetah to talk, they would have all the information they could need to make a serious dent in property crime.
But first, they'd need to get him to talk. "Alright, so what do we know, Wolfard?" The tiger asked as they looked through the one-way mirror at the cheetah sitting at the desk.
He looked pissed, but then Wolfard guessed that was par for the course. Being caught in a warehouse full of stolen goods, in the wee hours of the morning, was pretty damning. He was probably trying to rack his brain for how they found him.
Of course, that's what happens when you offer two down-on-their-luck mammals the opportunity to not go to jail. They rat out your meeting spot to exchange stolen goods. Then, the police run traffic cams for a vehicle large enough to fit a stolen generator, on a certain night.
That way, you figure out where the warehouse is. And, the hour in which the occupants of the warehouse might be there. It was really not a good day for Micah Cheerk.
"Name's Micah Cheerk. Criminal record for break-ins got done once and put in jail for a year. Came out, never got caught doing crime after it. Seems he changed positions after he got out, went up the ladder. Now, we caught him with 3 refrigerators, 6 generators, 4 toolboxes full of tools, and. . ." The wolf trailed off, as his nose caught something. . . Odd.
There were a lot of smells in the interrogation room. That's what you got when you had a bunch of police officers coming in and out, as well as witness and what not. It got a little 'scent laden'.
"Wolfard?" The tiger asked, tilting their head to the side. "Is there something wrong?"
This was a different scent than usual, though. He continued to sniff, following the scent to its origin. It was. . . Over by the window? By the small animal desks? Why? And. . . What was it?
He slowly walked over, taking whiffs of the air every few seconds as he tried to figure out what. . . That meant. But as he got closer to the small chairs, the clearer the picture came together.
Sometime recently. . . There was a fox, and a bunny, right there. Right in that chair. And. . .
They were both really, really horny.
"What is it?" Fangmeyer asked, confused at the antics of their wolf partner.
He turned and looked at her with eyes filled with dread. This was. . . Not good. Not good at all. "We have a problem."