WingedKatt here. I hope you have your insulin shots ready-you'll need them. And if you want some music that follows the mood for the second half of the chapter, these songs are excellent: 'Boom Clap' by Charli XCX, 'Love Me Like You Do' by Ellie Goulding (Both Whovian Roxas and Essenceshippinglove on YouTube made a Wildehopps MV with this song), and 'Kissin U' by Miranda Cosgrove (Naib Subedar on YouTube made a Wildehopps MV with this song).
Bonnie had just finished feeding a late afternoon snack to the kerfluffle when Stu burst into the kitchen with the little fox plushy gripped tightly in his paws. Her eyes widened as she realized Stu was threatening to twist its head off in his agitation. Stepping forward to rescue the little reddish-orange fox, Bonnie asked, "Stu, what's the matter?"
Thrusting the small plushy in her face, he stated, "Look what I found in Judy's room."
Bonnie rescued the little toy and said, "Yes, I know it was there. Rachelle found it when she was boxing up Judy's plushies."
Stu tore his hat off and kneaded it through his fingers in frustration. "Judy bought a plushie of that fox? She was sleeping with it!?" It was bad enough that Judy was moving in with the fox, but to think she was sleeping with a plushy of him! Unthinkable. Rabbits just didn't do that—not about a fox, a predator, whose ancestors had terrorized their kind for generations upon generations. Gideon attacking Judy when they were kits just proved that predators were still dangerous.
"Oh, Stu," Bonnie said as she tried to calm her husband. Although she didn't like to lie to Stu, it was obvious he wasn't ready for the reality of their daughter's attraction to the red todd. "Rachelle found it under a plushy mound, so there's no need to worry." Of course, the plushy mound happened to be Judy's pillow, but Stu didn't need to know that.
"But why was it sitting on her pillow!?"
"I put him there."
Stu relaxed a little as he said, "You did?"
"Yes, dear, I did." At his confused look, Bonnie explained, "Since Nick did such a good job protecting our daughter 3 days ago, I figured the plushy could guard her room while she was gone."
Stu tilted his head slightly and scratched his head. "You're not sending it back to Judy?"
Bonnie shook her head, saying, "Judy never asked for it back, so I figured she didn't need it anymore." She has the original now, so why does she need the plushy? Bonnie kept this last thought to herself as she continued, "I'm sure she bought it on a whim since it reminded her of him. He was the only friend she had in Zootopia, after all."
Stu went back to kneading his hat for several moments while thinking, then took a deep breath and sighed heavily. "You're right, Bon. It's just . . . Judy's never been in a relationship before. What if Nick makes a play at her and she's too inexperienced to realize what he's doing until it's too late?" Pointing a finger at her, he added, "It wouldn't be the first time she was hurt by a fox. And this time she has a lot more to lose if he turns out to be a predator." Stu froze in surprise when he realized the term he used, and then hurriedly said, "Not a 'predator' predator, but you know, the ones who prey on innocent females."
Bonnie rolled her eyes and said, "They were kits when Gideon attacked Judy, and Nick is an adult—he's not going to bully her like some troubled youth or make a pass at her like some horny teenager. And besides, Gideon has turned his life around, so comparing Nick to Gideon's past isn't fair to either of them."
"Yeah, but Gideon is a country fox—Nick is a city fox. They do things differently there." At Bonnie's eyebrow raise, Stu hurriedly explained, "Well, you saw all those shows the kits like watching that take place in the city." Shaking his head, Stu ran a paw through his head fur and down his ears while saying, "They're real sly, those city mammals, always trying to take advantage of each other." Meeting Bonnie's exasperated look, he added, "And their dating standards! Forget dating,"—Stu glanced up in thought while muttering, "Now what did the kits call it? Oh, I remember!" He glanced at Bonnie. "Friends with benefits. You don't even have to be dating for them to put their paws all over each other—it's just expected. So, what if Nick expects the same thing?"
Reaching over, Bonnie put a comforting paw on Stu's shoulder. "Stu, those shows aren't based on reality, but Howlywood's warped imagination. And besides, this is Judy we're talking about. She might not have been in a relationship before, but she has experienced bucks wanting to touch her when she didn't want them to—or have you forgotten all the dislocated fingers and broken noses Judy gave all those bucks who wouldn't keep their paws to themselves?"
Stu's eyes widened for a second, then he muttered, "Right, right. She did do that, didn't she? We got a lot of angry calls from their parents, too." With a snort, he added, "They should have taught their bucks better manners."
Bonnie simply nodded. Judy's high school and early adulthood were mostly happy as she worked towards her goal of becoming a big city police officer, but whenever a boy came around, their daughter easily became frustrated and sometimes violent when the bucks refused to take 'no' for an answer. Bonnie was afraid her little bun-bun would forever be alone, but now that Nick was in her life, Bonnie found hope growing in her heart. Now if Judy could just keep from scaring the poor todd off, maybe her little bun-bun could finally settle down with someone who accepted her for who she was.
At Bonnie's thoughtful silence, Stu continued, "But going back to Nick. He's so much bigger than Judy, and he has those sharp teeth and claws. What if he accidently hurts her?"
With a sigh, Bonnie said, "Oh, Stu, you don't honestly think Nick's going to bite Judy, do you? Or rake his claws across her skin?"
"Well, no, I guess not." Stu paused for a minute, then said, "But they are living together and it's obvious Judy is sweet on the boy. What if she gets curious?" Stu's face suddenly blanched, then turned green as he processed what he'd just said. Feeling a bit nauseous, he stepped back and slumped against the counter while putting a paw to his stomach. Glancing up to meet his wives concerned gaze, he said, "Oh, Bonnie, I think I'm going to be sick." With a shudder, he put a paw over his eyes while trying to block the images that suddenly invaded his mind. "Oh, that's just not right, bon-bon." Rubbing his paw across his forehead, he then met Bonnie's worried gaze again, and continued, "A fox and a rabbit just don't mix. He's sure to hurt her with his predatory ways."
"Oh, Stu, I think you're blowing everything out of proportion. This is Judy we're talking about. Do you honestly see her letting Nick or anyone hurt her? She is a cop, remember?"
Still holding his hat in a death grip with one paw, Stu ran the other through his head fur then waved it in the air, stating, "But he's a predator, Bon, and they're living together. I mean, she's already given him rights to her ears and you saw how he was petting them. What if he decides he wants a taste of her next? What if he decides he likes the taste of bunny? What then, bon-bon?"
Bonnie had to bite her lip as she thought about Stu's comment. She couldn't deny the possibility, not if Judy decided she wanted the sly todd, but contrary to Stu's worries, she was sure that if anything happened between them, Judy would be the instigator. Bonnie knew her daughter too well, and what she'd seen so far of Nick, and his worries which Judy had shared with her, she couldn't see Nick making the first move. As Stu pointed out—it was Judy who gave Nick exclusive rights to her ears.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm her husband down. "Stu, dear, I think you're worrying over nothing. He's not going to start nibbling on our daughter just because he's a predator, nor will Judy let him take cheap shots at her. Judy's very picky about who touches her, so you shouldn't worry. Have a little more faith in our daughter."
Stu leaned against the counter for another minute as he digested his wife's words, but then shook his head and crammed his hat back on his head while standing up straighter. "No, it's too dangerous for her to stay there, not when she likes him." Meeting Bonnie's amethyst gaze (and ignoring the hard glint he now saw shining in them), he said, "Hand me the phone, Bon, we need to convince Judy to move out. There has to be another place she can stay." With a paw outstretched, he continued, "Do we have any cousins staying in Zootopia she might be able to live with? At least until she finds a place of her own."
Bonnie folded her arms and began tapping her foot. With a glare, she said, "Stu, you are not calling our daughter up and harassing her about moving out. She's still injured and should be resting—not packing up and moving. And besides, we've already looked into her staying with cousins, but rent is outrageous in Zootopia, and with their large families there's no room left for anyone else. And who exactly is supposed to care for our daughter if she moves out, pray tell? Nick is doing an excellent job from what I can tell, so if you call her up and tell her she has to move for no other reason than Nick is a fox, you'll just end up having a yelling match."
Stu opened his mouth to argue, but Bonnie cut him off. "Stu, we are not having this conversation. You are not to bug Judy while she's trying to relax."
Stu opened and shut his mouth several times, and looked like he wanted to argue, but then he deflated with a heavy sigh as his nose twitched with worry. With another heavy sigh as he glanced around the very large kitchen while completely ignoring all the cupboards and pantries he knew were full of pots, pans, bakeware, cookware, and more food than a lot of mammals would see in six months but wouldn't even last a month here. Finally glancing back at his determined wife, he muttered, "I hope you know what you're doing, bon-bon, for Judy's sake."
Bonnie's expression softened, and then she said, "Stu, Nick makes Judy happy—truly happy. What more could we want for our daughter?"
Stu sighed again but nodded while rubbing his arms—his worries still clearly present in his mind. Shaking his head, Stu turned and headed outside. One of the tractors was acting up again, and he needed to check on his boys who were working on it. Maybe he could lend a paw. He needed something to do with his paws to get his mind off his headstrong daughter who was driving him crazy with worry. The thought of her becoming a police officer had always terrified him—but it was nothing to how scared he was at the thought that she might be falling for a predator, a city fox—a male he'd only met on the phone and who he knew nothing about. What was his kithood like? What jobs did he do in the past? What was he doing now? Was he supporting himself or was he mooching off others? How did he treat his mother? (You can always tell if a male will respect a girl if he shows respect to his mom.)
Bonnie shook her head. It looked like Judy might take Nick as her first boyfriend and it was obvious Stu wasn't taking it very well. He was always such a worrywart when it came to their daughters' first boyfriends, but with Judy (who always seemed to find trouble in her zeal to make the world a better place), Stu was especially protective of. Judy wasn't a typical rabbit—and it scared him to death that her fearless, gung-ho attitude might get her seriously hurt—especially in the big, bad city.
As Bonnie watched her husband shuffle outside, she felt a tug on her dress. Looking down, she saw her little 6-year old granddaughter, Cotton, standing beside her. "What do you need, Cotton, sweetie?"
Cotton raised a cream-colored paw (she was a solid cream-colored bunny) and pointed to the little fox plushy still held in her grandmother's paw. "What's that?" she asked with curiosity dancing in her bright lavender eyes.
Bonnie handed the soft toy over and explained, "This is a fox plushy your Aunt Judy got to remind her of Nick."
"Is Nick the fox Aunt Judy is staying with?" Cotton asked curiously as she turned the little reddish-orange plushy over in her paws. The toy was very soft and looked so cute with its pointed muzzle, emerald eyes, and triangular ears. With a grin, Cotton hugged it tightly to her chest and then buried her face in it.
Bonnie chuckled softly at the little bunny's antics. "Yes, Nick is the fox Judy is staying with. In fact, she's moving in with him and is going to be his roomie."
Cotton looked up with a confused expression and said, "But Gerald and Darlene and Viktor all said the fox was a bad mammal. That he was . . ." Cotton paused as she tried to remember the word her aunt and uncles used, ". . . was conning Aunt Judy. That he'd take everything she got."
Bonnie's brows furrowed as she dropped to her knees so she could meet Cotton's troubled, lavender gaze. "You listen to me, Cotton, sweetie, I don't care what anybody else says—Nick is not a bad mammal." Rubbing a paw gently across her granddaughter's cheek, she explained, "Do you remember how sad your Aunt Judy was when she came home? How she felt she'd failed her job as a cop. That her mistake was hurting a lot of mammals?"
Cotton nodded and Bonnie continued. "Nick helped Judy fix her mistake and now she's not sad anymore. Judy is really, really happy now. Do you think Nick could make her so happy if he was a bad mammal?" Cotton shook her head and Bonnie nodded. "You should be grateful to Nick. He risked his life to keep Aunt Judy safe. He didn't have to, but he cared about her. And now he invited her into his home and is nursing her back to health. Would a bad mammal put in all that effort if he intended to hurt her?" Cotton again shook her head and Bonnie smiled.
As Cotton looked back down at the plushy, Bonnie asked carefully, "Does everyone think Nick is a bad mammal?"
Cotton looked back up with her bright lavender eyes and shook her head. "Haph was really mad at them. Said Judy wouldn't be with a bad mammal. That they should meet him before judg'n him." With a wide grin, she added, "Chess and Wendy and Annabelle all said the same thing."
Bonnie's smile brightened. "That sounds like Haph. And I'm glad to hear that Chess, Wendy, and Annabelle all have some sense in their heads."
As Cotton looked back down to caress the fox's soft fur, she asked innocently, "Do you think Aunt Judy likes Nick? Or is he just a super good friend?" Cotton knew some of her aunts bought plushies of their best friends, as well as the bucks they liked. And Judy's plushy was so cute. She loved it.
Bonnie caressed Cotton's soft cheek again, then asked, "Would it bother you if she did?"
Shaking her head, Cotton replied, "If Nick makes her really happy then I think she must like him." Looking up, she asked innocently, "Don't you?"
Bonnie chuckled. "Yes, I do." Glancing around, she was surprised (and grateful) to see the kitchen was actually empty. Turning back to her granddaughter, Bonnie said, "But this will be our little secret. Judy should be the one to tell her siblings whether Nick is just a super good friend or something more. We don't want to spread any rumors, do we?"
Cotton shook her head vigorously, and then said, "I won't tell anyone," then crossed her little heart.
Bonnie patted her head and said, "Good. Now why don't you put little Nick back on Judy's bed before some of her siblings start asking about it."
"Awww," Cotton whined. "I want to play with him. Can't I? Pwease?"
Bonnie couldn't resist Cotton's pleading, lavender eyes, and finally said, "Okay, but you have to play with him in Auntie Judy's room. Is that clear? We don't want him getting lost or dirty, and if your cousins see him, they'll all want to play with him, too."
Cotton's smile was blinding as she nodded her head, and then scurried from the room. She had a playdate with a cute, little Nick plushy that she didn't want interrupted.
Bonnie chuckled to see her enthusiasm, then turned back to the kitchen and began pulling things out to start dinner. After getting everything set up, she called several of the older kits in to help.
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As Nick's heated, predatory gaze raked down her body, Judy should have felt embarrassed, but she was too much of a hot mess to feel any embarrassment. She had wanted him to see her and now he was. And as she saw the awe and appreciation in his hungry gaze, she felt more feminine than she ever had before. Even after experiencing her abnormal bunny strength and bruising punches, Nick still made her feel like a female and not the tomboy everyone always called her. With a bright smile, she waited for him to say something—or do something. She'd be fine either way.
Scouring her lithe body with his scorching emeralds, Nick dragged his burning gaze back up the large expanse of white that was now exposed to his hungry eyes and was glad of the baby-blue bra that broke up the white. Although he had every intention of peeling it off her, he wanted to take his time exploring his honeybun, and listening to her moan and gasp as she writhed in ecstasy under his criminal touch. So, he'll save her tantalizing little pearls hiding just out view for later.
Meeting her bright, excited amethysts, Nick said in a husky whisper, "You're beautiful, Judy."
Her cheeks took on a rosy shade under her short fur, but she wasn't embarrassed. Instead, she felt her heart melt with tenderness for the handsome todd in front of her. And he was handsome. Drinking in the sight of his bare, creamy chest outlined by his glorious reddish-orange, she finally whispered back, "You're not so bad-looking yourself, Slick." And then her gaze landed on his shorts that now had a sizable tent in them. She let her eyes linger longer than they should have, then licked her lips and glanced up to catch Nick's amused grin. Meeting his eyes for a heartbeat, she then dropped them back to his shorts, then up at him again.
Nick merely chuckled as he reached up to cup her cheek (his other paw had already began combing through her belly fur). Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear, "I'm going to leave that tempting little gem to your imagination a bit longer."
"Ehh!" Judy whined. "Why?"
With his hot breath caressing the inside of her ear and causing an excited tingle to run down her spine, he answered, "Because all good things come to those who wait, my impatient little bunny."
With a huff, Judy folded her arms and muttered, "I hate waiting."
Nick chuckled again, then murmured back, "Yes, I know." Caressing her cheek with his nose, he moved back to her mouth, pressed his lips to hers, then began nibbling on her lower lip. Judy shivered under his touch and he felt her small paws and dull claws once more digging through his thick, creamy chest fur—which sent an answering shiver down his spine. He still couldn't believe what her touch did to him.
As he began nibbling along her jawbone and then down her neck, Judy closed her eyes and moaned breathlessly. With one paw moving up to cup the back of his head and encourage him in snacking on her throat, she moved the other paw down to tease the fur and skin of his belly, just above his now too-tight shorts. She smiled daringly as she felt and heard his sharp intake of breath.
Nick's response was a savage growl as he nipped harder at her delicate throat. Judy 'eeped' at the unexpected touch that bordered on pain but wasn't. Opening his jaws, Nick clamped them around his honeybun's throat and pushed her down onto the bed. Reaching down to grab her paws, he laced his fingers through hers, then pinned them to the bed at either side of her head.
Shifting his hips so that he was on his knees, leaning over her with her legs trapped between his own, he held her throat a moment longer as he licked her neck held between his sharp canines. Once he felt her start to relax, an evil grin touched the corners of his mouth—then he bit down harder.
Judy's whole body tensed briefly at the unexpected pressure and the pleasure of it. And just like before, Judy's body felt hot and tingly, with a pressure building in her heated core she'd never experienced before. Giving a breathless moan, she groaned out, "Ni-ick."
With a predatory grin, Nick finally released her neck and pulled his head back to look at her. "You wanted to see what happens when I lose control . . ." Exposing his sharp teeth while licking his lips, Nick asked, "Are you happy now?"
"Yes . . . no . . .maybe. I don't know," Judy groaned out. Pulling at her paws still trapped in Nick's much larger ones, she groaned, "You're teasing me too much."
Nick's grin grew bigger. "But you've presented yourself as the most delectable meal I've ever experienced." He let his eyes rove down her body to pause where a damp spot was developing on her tight, black shorts. Taking a deep breath as he licked his nose, he let his gaze slowly travel back up her body (pausing on her baby-blue bra) then up to her eyes, adding, "And I intend to enjoy,"—he leaned down—"Every,"—he booped her nose with his—"Single,"—he nipped her chin—"Bite." He pressed his lips to hers, then deepened it as he teased her tongue with his. Pulling back slightly, he nipped her lower lip, then drew back to look at her again. Her beautiful eyes were burning with need, desire, and happiness that had his tail wagging and his own need throbbing.
Judy couldn't believe what it meant for Nick to look at her like this. He was a predator who was discussing the pleasure of eating her, so she should be running for the hills, but the love, happiness, and appreciation shining in his hungry, predatory gaze made her feel cherished and truly feminine—not just an object of lust as so many bucks before made her feel (the specist jackrabbit from last night being one of them).
With a slight whine, she breathed out, "Ni-ick." She was torn between letting him slowly enjoy all she had to offer and demanding he enjoy less of her so she could move on to enjoying him.
Nick's tail continued to swish in a slow, languid fashion as his predatory face took on a mischievous look. Raking his hungry gaze back down her body as he crouched above her, he met her heated amethysts and said, "What will your poor father say when he learns this savage predator is having his wicked way with his defenseless, innocent daughter?" Releasing her paws to sit back on his haunches, Nick clasped his paws over his heart and exclaimed, "Oh, the horror!"
Judy laughed and drew a foot out from under him to push him lightly in the stomach, even as she grabbed her burning ears and pulled them over her eyes. "Ni-ick!" she whined. "Please don't bring up my dad. That's a nightmare just waiting to happen. If he doesn't faint first, he'll certainly tase you with enough electricity to down an elephant—and then he'll call the cops on you."
"Well," Nick said as he brought his muzzle back down towards hers, "it's a good thing my girlfriend is a cop, then, isn't it?"
Releasing her ears, Judy met Nick's burning emeralds. With a gulp, she nodded. "Ah, yeah." She licked her lips, and repeated, "Yeah, yeah it is."
Nick grinned at her a moment longer, then sat back and cocked his ears. "But seriously, your dad is going to have a conniption fit when he finds out about us. Are you sure you really want to do this? I don't want to come between you and your dad, at least not before he's had a chance to actually meet me."
Judy's heart melted for the charming todd who was more worried about her relationship with her dad than satisfying his own needs (which was a far cry from any of the bucks she'd met before). Rubbing her foot across Nick's fluffy stomach, Judy's smile softened. "Nick, you're sweet, but you don't have to worry about me. My dad and I have always been at odds, but once he knows I'm dead set on something, then he eventually comes around. He still might not like my choice, but at least he stops harassing me about it." With mischievous smile, she added, "Besides, how is he going to find out about this? I'm not going to tell him. Are you?"
Nick flicked his ear but remained sitting quietly as he let his gaze travel back down her lithe body with so much of her fur exposed, but now the look in his eyes was filled with concern, his desire having taken a backseat. "I suppose you're right," he finally muttered, but there was an obvious lack of conviction in his voice. Trying to hide something of this magnitude from perceptive parents usually led to a disaster of epic proportions. And even though he personally had never had to try and hide something like this from his parents, he had friend on his high school track team who'd been involved with a girl and tried to hide it. It only took a few weeks for their parents to catch onto them and the outcome was not pretty, especially when it came out later that the girl was pregnant. Talk about a shotgun wedding—a wedding that didn't last as neither of them were ready to be married nor mature enough to be parents. In the end, they got a divorce a year after he graduated high school (she dropped out to take care of the kits) and the girl's parents ended up raising the two kits they'd had. It was a tragedy as Nick felt they would have made a really happy couple if they'd just waited until they'd matured a few more years (like after they both graduated high school and had actually talked about marriage and kits).
With his attention returning to Judy, he once again worried about her father. Somehow, he didn't think Stu would go for a shotgun wedding if he found out about them. Making sure they were married before their trip to Bunnyburrow (if he decided to actually go through with it) was probably their best bet. Then they'd have a legal leg to stand on if Stu tried to break them up. He'd get Daphyd to sign their marriage certificate as no one would be able to argue with Zootopia's top judge.
Judy's heart melted again. Even though it was quite obvious that Nick wanted her—badly—he was still more concerned about her and the consequences of their actions than his own needs. Sitting up, she reached over and cupped his cheek. "Nick, you don't have to worry. I want this. I want you. And I'm not afraid."
Nick's ears perked up and his tail began to wag again, but then a wry smile touched his lips and he murmured, "Maybe you should be." Sliding one paw up her bare back and the other behind her head, he scratched lightly between her ears and said, "I am a lot bigger than you."
Judy's ears perked up as she realized this must be one of Nick's biggest reasons for holding back—he was afraid of hurting her. While biting her lip, Judy couldn't help but feel her heart being squeezed. Had she been with any of the stupid bucks who'd been chasing her back home, he would have already had her clothes off and trying to stick her without any consideration for her or a second thought to whether or not she was ready (or even enjoying it).
But Nick . . . his whole concern was for her, with his own needs and desires taking second fiddle. With a warm smile, she leaned forward and brushed her lips against his, then began peppering kisses along his jawline, all the while she had one paw running through his thick belly fur and the other caressing his opposite cheek. Nick whined happily and Judy could hear his tail hitting the bed as it wagged. As he tipped his head back to give her full access to his chin and throat, Judy said, "You know, Slick, my crazy sisters always claimed that size matters and would spend hours arguing over which buck they'd been with was bigger and thus had given the best satisfaction." With a chuckle as she felt Nick freeze up under her soft caresses and kisses, she whispered hotly against his neck fur, "So knowing that you're packing much, much more than any dumb buck has me . . . intrigued."
Nick relaxed and his expression turned curious, but there was no hiding the predatory gleam burning in his steady gaze. "Is that so?" Sliding his claws through her back fur, he dropped his muzzle to look at her and asked, "Are you going for more bragging rights?"
Judy's ears perked up and she exclaimed, "Of course not!" Relaxing, she pressed a kiss to his chin as she murmured, "I would certainly have the rights." She began trailing kisses along his jawline again, and then added, "But I think I'll keep that juicy tidbit to myself." Peppering kisses down his throat, she continued, "Simply knowing how woefully inadequate their claims are will be satisfying enough for me." And then she bit him, her blunt teeth grazing his thick skin.
Nick's happy whine turned to a groan as she bit him again. Knowing how much Judy loved and respected him did strange things to his heart and left him throbbing with his need for her. But he still couldn't rush things. She was too important for that. As she continued nibbling on his neck, he whined hungrily. "Your blunt teeth shouldn't feel this good," he moaned with his tail thumping the bed beside them.
Judy chuckled as she began nibbling back up his throat to his jaw, saying, "Yeah, well, your teeth and claws shouldn't feel this good, but it's truly criminal what you do to me." After kissing him softly on the lips, she continued, "And your growl and strong vulpine tongue are sinful in their ability to excite me." Kissing him again, she tilted her muzzle and deepened the kiss.
As their tongues slow danced together, Nick's growl was low, but just as sinfully effective in its ability to dump another load of crazy bunny hormones into her system—which Nick's sensitive nose picked up on immediately. In response, his body dumped another load of vulpine hormones into his system which deepened his growl and brought it to a higher decibel, even as his paws pulled Judy to him and encouraged her to climb into his lap.
She happily complied and was doubly excited to feel one of Nick's paws cup her rear and run his claws through her excitedly twitching tail as he supported her weight (he was still kneeling on her bed). His other paw slid up her back and massaged the nape of her neck as he pulled her into him. And she was more than happy to return the favor by wrapping her arms around his neck and clamping her thighs to his hips, even as she groaned in excitement to feel just how hard he was.
Pulling back from the heated kiss, Judy licked her lips as she met his hungry, predatory emeralds, then leaned over for another helping of fox. As the kiss deepened and then flowed into another one, her eyes closed as she focused on the sensations his sinful mouth and skillful paws were doing to her.
With his own eyes closed, Nick happily kissed her back for several minutes, then pulled back and rested his nose against hers. Taking several deep breaths, he then opened his eyes and said, "Judy, I'm serious about needing to take this slow. If we rush this, if I don't make absolutely sure you're ready for me, I could seriously hurt you. I'm that much bigger than you."
Judy paused as she considered Nick's fear. Touching her tongue to her lips, she asked, "Is that why you insist on slowly enjoying every bite of me? And why we still have half our clothes on?"
Nick's ears perked up and then a slow, warm smile curled his muzzle. "Only partly." Lightly scratching the back of her head, he explained, "I really want to savor this movement, Carrots." Caressing her cheek with his thumb, he added, "This isn't just our first time together, but our first time period. I want it to be special—not some fly-by in the night, no blink-and-you-missed-it. I want our first time to be something to remember, not—'Oh, it's over already?' You're worth more than that. We are worth more than that."
Judy's jaw dropped as her heart swelled with love. Pressing her lips to his, she kissed him almost savagely and she didn't stop until her lungs forced her to come up for air. "Nick, you're incredible. Now I know why I was never interested in all those stupid bucks back home. Not one of them would've cared two bits about me or whether or not I enjoyed the experience."
Nick's growl turned to a low snarl as his eyes darkened further. "That's how rabbit bucks treat their does?"
Judy's grin turned sultry as her eyes danced with heightened desire at hearing his low, throaty snarl. "Not all of them, but the bucks worth their salt weren't interested in a wanna-be cop, so only the jerks and perverts were left to chase me." Booping his nose with hers, her voice grew more heated as she added, "All they wanted was a quick 2-minute jump and bragging rights of conquering the Ice Queen."
His growl grew deeper and Judy suddenly found her mouth full of hot fox tongue again. As Nick finally drew back to breath, she realized she was also flat on her back with her foxy boyfriend looming over her once more.
With a ragged breath, Nick said in a husky whisper, "Then it's doubly good that I'm not a buck, now isn't it?"
Judy barely had time to nod before Nick captured her mouth once more. And from the feel of it, he was thru talking—which was fine by her. The only talking she wanted to do now was with her body—and his. Actions do speak louder than words, as they say. And his actions were speaking loud and clear.
As Nick's paws roved over her body, teasing and caressing her skin in ways that had her writhing with need and pleasure, Judy melted into his intense kisses. Taking a deep gasp of air as Nick finally let her come up for much needed oxygen, she groaned as his sharp teeth and hot tongue began carving a path of fire down her chin and throat. Moaning in utter bliss, Judy dug her blunt claws into Nick's thick neck fur and encouraged him in his track towards her chest.
With a delirious smile on her lips and Nick's low, predatory growl in her ears, Judy couldn't be happier. At least, not until her stupid phone decided to start ringing. With a groan of frustration, she felt Nick freeze with his teeth nipping at her fur just above her bra before he lifted his head and looked back to scowl at the offending device vibrating and singing cheerfully at the head of the bed behind him. It's continuous insistence to be answered had his scowl deepening.
"Turnip heads," Judy whined in growing frustration, "this cannot be happening."
WingedKatt again. I'm so evil leaving such a frustrating cliffhanger! I hope you didn't go into a sugar coma with all the fluff in this chapter. The next chapter will see Nick and Judy having an interesting conversation with the mystery caller. Expect drama, humor, and lots of fluff and spice.
Chapter 48: You What!? will post on Jan. 25. Try not to go crazy while you wait. And as always, if you have any thoughts or comments, I'd love to hear them.
A big thanks to BearlyThereUpStairs for proofing this chapter.
