Nick and Judy were both surprised when the entire dayshift passed by, the next day, without hearing a peep from the Chief. He had told the duo to wait for his call without giving any indication of a timeframe, of course. But, that did nothing to soothe the anxiousness of metaphorically blowing in the breeze. Especially when they could not risk even fooling around in the backyard. The perimeter fencing was too short, as well as being vertically slatted, and the neighbors could see through or over. The todd was unsure of who exactly was living as neighbors given how long he had been gone.
Even if they had been able to go outside, the storm system was parked right over the city and the rains were unrelenting. The constant thrum of rain on the roof certainly was not helping either of their wishes to wake up. Nick felt a certainty that there would be no call by the time noon rolled around and Judy sat by until he had finished a phone call to his doctor over at Zootopia General Hospital. The todd had wanted to let the boar otter know that he would be in as soon as their return was outlined and solidified by Bogo.
Once that task was accomplished, they spent more time watching movies and being patient.
Tuesday turned into Wednesday. By which time, Judy was feeling the steady rise of impatience due to the mounting boredom. It was clear to her that Nick was starting to get annoyed, as well, but he was far better at mentally combating the issue. There was plenty of things to attend to around the house. When noon rolled around again, they were eating lunch in the kitchen when the todd set the second half of his turkey sandwich down.
"I doubt that we are going to hear from him and get called in this weekend." He said suddenly.
"I'm starting to get that feeling, as well." Judy's voice was a tad glum. "Monday, you think?"
"And, that he'll call Friday night." Nick nodded. A second later, his phone alerted them to a text.
Nick had reached out to Tracy Hudson late in the prior evening to see if their squirrely landlady could keep an eye on the house and the reporters. David had offered his services, but Nick told him that there was no sense in getting cornered by a crew when the todd had a local resource – there was no need to waste the fuel. Judy knew that there had not been a change by the frown that tilted the todd's lips before he tapped a response out and sent it off.
"No change?" She asked.
"No. There's less paw-traffic, but there's at least three more vans now. Someone from the Burrows tipped their friends off that we left, I bet." He informed Judy with a tinge of frustration.
None of his bandmates could realistically come around due to their workloads. John and Randy were the closest, distance-wise, but between their day-jobs and the pred outreach work they would end up losing too much sleep just to come down and hang out in the evenings for only a couple of hours. And, David lived way out in the Meadowlands. He was handling pack business and Rory was covering nights for an employee that was on vacation. And, neither of them wanted to risk any of their closer friends within the department getting caught up in things. It was Judy who considered those options more so than Nick.
"I can probably dig out my old Nintendo, if you want." The todd offered once the sandwich was polished off.
"What do you mean?" Judy asked in confusion.
Nick waved her along as he ambled out of the kitchen and through the living room. She quickly skittered after him so that she wouldn't be left behind and was surprised to find him just as he was pushing the kithood bedroom door open.
"Seeing as we probably have all this time, I think I'm going get to work on cleaning." Nick explained tonelessly. "Give me a second… it should be around here somewhere."
Judy was too distracted by the proper look that she through the window of the todd's kithood. His adult form did not quite blend with the reds or the golds of the paint. The wooden furniture – the bookshelf, the nightstand, the desk, and the dresser – were all of a lighter grain that stood out from the gold trim. It was the desk, near the blinded window, where Nick began his search for the pawheld game console. Judy's hindpaws were busy. Slowly drawing her over to the bed that better matched the size of the one that she had slept on back at the Grand Pangolin. She peeled the semi-transparent sheet back to allow the brightness of the blue comforter to see the light of day. It was patterned with scenes of Formula One-esque open-wheel racing cars.
Nick quietly reapproached the distracted doe and ran his paw across her shoulder blades slowly; not wanting to startle her with his sudden appearance. When Judy turned her head to look up at him, there was a soft and caring smile on her lips.
"Did you want to play for a bit, Carrots?" He asked softly, holding out an old Game Boy Advance SP. "There are batteries in the kitchen."
"How about I help you." The doe offered. "That will probably be a better distraction."
Nick smiled a bit and ruffled her ears. "You just want an excuse to poke around my old den." He accused cheekily.
She looked away quickly with a blush rushing through her ears. "It's natural for a gal to be curious about her boyfriend's kithood." She explained softly.
"Alright," He replied quietly. "It smells like mom washed all of these, so they're good. Let's fold the sheet back over and then we can take the duster to it. I'll go grab everything and put this in the kitchen for you so that you have it later."
"OK." Judy said, still trying to reign in her deep-seated embarrassment about possibly being too nosey.
While there had been a slight reprieve when the todd exited the room, the doe had relished the feeling of the tips of Nick's claws as they glided across her shoulders in as comforting of a manner as they had. Judy took a moment to attempt to brush the warmth out of her ears before she heard the clattering of something comprised of hard plastics making its way to the room within his paws. It turned out that Nick had been dragging the wheeled vacuum down the hall with his free paw while the duster was clasped together with his cane. The doe had not exactly been successful in the endeavor of tamping down her emotional state so, before Nick could hone-in on anything, Judy quickly relieved him of the mechanical contraption to begin on the carpet.
"Let me at least dust first." Nick commented with a soft chuckle. "Take a look around. Just beware… All of the dirty magazines are in the bottom drawer of the desk."
Judy's forepaws had been unwrapping the power cord when her mind began to process the comment. Violet eyes blinked and looked from the todd – as he studiously began wiping down the sheet on the bed, purposely not paying her any mind – over to the desk that she was standing next to. Nick successfully distracted Judy: knowing that her insatiable curiosity would get the better of the doe. The unraveling of the power cord was quickly forgotten and the drawer was opened. And, promptly slammed shut… before being slowly opened again.
"Why are you acting like those are yours and you forgot where you hid them, I wonder?" The todd chortled while still not missing a beat of the cleaning. "I'm soooo going snooping when we got back to the warren."
"I have no such paraphernalia!" She retorted a little too quickly: not being able to recall if she had cleansed her room before leaving for the Academy. "Your poor mother had to have seen these, Nicholas!"
"Well, yeah! After all, my poor mother caught me smuggling those into the house when I was fifteen!" The todd was wearing his signature grin now. "Why do you think they're set so prominently within a desk that's technically a high-risk search zone?"
"For Serendipity's sake... There's got to be two dozen in there." Judy muttered and shook her head. "How did you even get them – being underage and all?"
"Finnick hooked me up. And, there are thirty-four editions. Go ahead and get them out of there, though. I know what he's getting for a late Christmas present." Nick said, releasing a rather devious-sounding laugh while changing out the dusting pad so that he could begin cleaning the rest of the furniture.
Judy did not need to flip through any pages within after bringing the magazines over to the bed. She did, however, shuffle through the brands – Hustler, Playboy, and, of course, Scarlet Vixen – to find that they were all red fox editions that were from several different years. There was nothing surprising by the find or off-putting by his admission. She had thought that he was messing with her, at first, though. This was simply a glimpse into the teenage mind of Nicholas Wilde. He wasn't any different than other todd, at that age, back then.
"You do know that I can hear the gears turning in your head, right?" The todd's voice sounded off again.
Nick had not been watching her when he asked his question, but it only took a moment of silence to bring his eyes around. When he did, the todd found Judy holding up one of the magazines in his direction. The model on the cover was scantily-clad, posing seductively, and flaring her tail out in front of her nude waist.
"So… nothing?" She inquired curiously.
With a soft sigh through a humored smile, the todd put the duster down and walked over to collect the magazine from the bunny doe so that he could take the whole stack in his paws. Once he had them gathered up accordingly, Nick knelt down and tenderly kissed Judy on the cheek. Then, he slipped his muzzle alongside her jawline until his nose was just underneath her ear.
"Orange just doesn't do it for me anymore, sweetheart." Nick whispered to Judy. "Hasn't for a while now…"
The meaning of such a statement was lost on neither of them. Some would have said that it was an outrageously bold thing to say: even if the pair had declared themselves for one another. Whatever it was that drove Judy to ask – be it an innocent curiosity or a serious worry – Nick wanted to make sure that it was squashed in as blatant of a manner as possible. If it was the latter, then that was something that he needed to take very seriously. In all of his research on lapine culture, the todd had repeatedly seen that falling out of love and divorcing one's partner was not nearly as big of a deal for rabbits as it was for foxes. Their situation could be best described as "shit happens sometimes", whereas the same situation for foxes was almost always a death sentence.
If it wasn't worry and it was fear, for Judy, that he would leave then he would have a long way to go to prove himself. The depth of fox courting practices might have been a hard thing for her to wrap her head around. Harder still considering that she was not a vulpine while trying to practice it. It would take time and dedication. And, Nick knew that he would give both of those things to her. She was the one that he had imprinted on, after all.
Judy's fur was short enough and the todd was close enough that he could feel the immediate heating of her features due to the intimacy in his words. He did not wish to embarrass her any further today. However, the todd did want the doe to know that he would love and protect her. As Nick leaned back to stand up straight again, he made sure to lay another kiss against her cheek.
"Are you ready? I've got quite a bit more work that I'd like to accomplish before we can relax for the evening." Nick reminded her.
...
John and Vivian's room seemed to have been the most difficult for him to work through, Judy had noticed. It was the only one that the todd had ended up doing a bit of a deeper dive into: in regard to poking around in the more intimate and personal of spaces. She had watched as he had taken some articles and items up to his father's office. Judy did not need to pry. The items likely had something to do with his mother's last will and testament documentation. The todd was likely trying to recall, off the top of his head, specific items mentioned; considering the fact that he did not have the docs with him. With no sun to brighten and outline their days, neither of them really noticed how the hours discreetly slowed in passing after the house was cleaned as much as Nick wanted it to be.
Once the heaviness dissipated from the surroundings, it was back to lazily lounging around the residence. The todd had been right for a little while, at least. The Nintendo had been a nice distraction for as long as she could stand staring at the nearly twenty-year old Pokémon title. It had been a birthday gift that he had never gotten to play. It was practically mint. While she played, Nick was spending his time dozing on the floor nearby: quietly chuckling from nearby whenever the doe missed a capture and growled at the screen. The word cute had been thrown out there, once or twice in passing, which bought him another growl each time.
Some sort of distinct change had occurred between the todd and the doe, though. The days that followed were spent in a more autonomous fashion, as normal chores were completed: such as the laundry and the dishes. But, whenever they crossed paths, which happened frequently and innocently enough, neither of the two were shy about being caught staring at their partner. More than a couple of times, it had been blatant tail-gazing. Judy had also caught Nick watching her as she read something on her phone and ending up staring right into the doe's eyes when her body alerted her to being surveyed. Nick had felt every bit of his own being as it tried to figure out if he could dive into the depths of the amethysts that she wore like royalty.
Nothing changed as far as their chats, or the enjoyment of films went. Hugs were still shared, and their kisses were both tender and caring. Both before it was time to sleep and after they had woken up in the mornings. Something was simply in-flux within their new environment.
On Friday, it was playfulness that struck. Their routine started out normal enough. Judy had heard Nick brushing his teeth in the downstairs bathroom and, for some reason, her body was spurred into action. The voice that was whispering in the back of her mind kept telling her to mess with the todd. So, the doe nonchalantly entered the bathroom, as if she meant to collect her mint chew rod, and hip-checked his good thigh. The thing that Judy had missed – before she entered – was the manner in which Nick's tail had been whipping back and forth. She simply sidled up next to the todd as he paused his brushing long enough to turn his head and look down at her. If the doe had been looking at him, she might have frozen under the scrutiny. Instead, she began brushing her own teeth with a smirk.
Never one to back down from a friendly challenge, Nick spent the day retaliating with his own hip-checks. But, being a fox, he could do one better and Judy had put on her PT shorts once her morning shower had been taken. After several neutral passes, the todd cruised into the kitchen while on his way to the living room and slipped the barest of his tail-fur against the back of her thighs. It caused Judy to shriek in surprise, inadvertently leaping into the air from the ticklish sensation, while Nick grinned and kept on walking.
Waking up the next morning, Nick found his body to have grown a little stiffer than he was used to. The pair had spent the previous evening's movie time harassing one another and, between the cold that had seeped into his muscles as well as being repeatedly boxed in the shoulders, he was a little spent. It was surprising that the nighttime weather had dropped the temperature so low that it could make him feel cold. The little spoon of his was curled up almost as tightly as Nick was curled around her. Judy had changed into sweatpants and a sweatshirt before joining him in bed. It did not seem as if she suffered from the cold due to her location amidst all of his furry limbs and tail.
All of his movements had ended up rousing the doe from her slumber, though. As Nick was stretching his hindlegs out, Judy uncurled herself from the self-made ball that she had been in so that she could turn around. Not feeling the need to spare a moment, the todd leaned in and smoothed his lips over hers. Whispered good mornings followed shortly after and then it was time for their normal routine to begin.
It was a rollercoaster of outwardly conveyed states of emotion. Most mammals expect to find a Saturday to be loud and rambunctious while being laidback. For Nick and Judy, it was filled with a quiet inattentiveness as they breezed through the house; making breakfast and lunch while also checking into things, consumed with each of their own thoughts internally. In the midst of their activities, only the barest of words were spoken and neither of the duo noticed the touches that they would share when one or the other strolled by. It was a day so unlike the one they shared before the past midnight.
Outside of the house, thunder had settled over Central as the lightning struck in distant spots throughout Sahara Square and the cityscape of downtown along the Climate Wall. The constant state of guttural rumbling, along with the occasional clap that rattled the glassware and windowpanes, was the only thing to remind the duo that there was an entire world still beyond the confines of the residence.
It was not until the mid-afternoon when their trance was broken. Judy had entered the kitchen, shortly after Nick had finished putting the recently washed dishes away, and her paw softly brushed over the ridges of his knuckles as she was passing. The realization of the vacuous action chimed in her head after another step. It had gotten the todd's attention, she noticed when their eyes met, and his muzzle opened slightly as if he was about to say something. But, words failed him. The flutter of odd emotions within her were horribly confusing. A part of her wanted to ask that the todd excuse her for the physical interaction, but that wasn't the right response at all. It had looked like he visually had been about to do exactly the same thing. Judy ended up turning back towards him, closing what little distance that she had created again, before taking his paw into her own.
Reminiscent of the past holiday's eve, Nick did not need to feel a second tug on his paw to promptly begin following the doe. He had not even needed the first one. Not after Judy had finished analyzing the knuckles of his paw and looked up at him with those eyes. The dish towel that had been hanging off of his shoulder was grasped by his free paw and tossed towards the counter. Neither of them noticed the fact that it hit the edge before slipping off and onto the floor almost silently.
A natural fluidity encompassed their movements across the ascending steps to the second story. Both mammals noticed how much more pronounced the sound of the rain was on the roof with the gain in elevation. Louder still, when they rounded the corner to their shared room and heard the heavy raindrops pelting the panes of glass. Once they had gotten close enough to the bed, something inside Nick prompted him to flip the covers back before crawling up to settle in. There had been no need to shut the door behind them, so Nick did no such thing. But, he did make sure to set his phone on the nightstand, just in case.
Each of them could feel the form of the mattress compress under the weight of their bodies, but they were too focused on watching one another's movements. Judy had taken to the pillows, laying herself back against the one that the todd's while pulling on Nick's paw to get him to lay down, on his good side, beside her. His left paw snaked underneath the back of her skull while hers slipped across the sides of his muzzle as the todd dipped forward, meeting the doe's lips with a moderate pressure. Between the kiss they were sharing and the way Nick's free, right paw came to rest on top of her cloth-covered stomach, Judy's hindpaw began to softly thump against the sheets.
With his paw softly cradling the doe's head, both of Judy's forepaws fell away from his face while their tongues met and tangled excitedly. She slid them down his side and stomach until she could reach no further: grabbing portions of his shirt so that it could be gathered further up his torso. Nick had noticed nothing of it until Judy's stubby and blunted claw-tips began digging into his skin – through the crème-colored fur along his stomach and chest – letting the todd know just how much she appreciated the way he was "speaking" French to her. The feeling was absolutely sublime. Her scent seemed to spike when his own digit began drawing little circles over her stomach in response. It was not long before Judy pushed back a little on Nick's chest, breaking the kiss while turning into the crook of his neck to gasp for air against his fur while he looked up to do much of the same. Normally, Nick would have been surprised, or startled, by the deflection out of concern that he had done something wrong.
The sight of Judy slipping her way out of her shirt was what did end up startling the todd. She had not found any need to put on a brassiere while they stayed in. Her paw carefully set it aside before she hooked onto the material that hugged her hips, drawing her legs up so that her sweats could be whisked away. The todd nearly swallowed his tongue from gaining the clearest look that he had ever had of the love of his life. She had made sure that her panties had gone with them in the swiftness of the movement. Nick was speechless as he tried to keep his eyes from wandering: noticing that she was leaning in again. The little breaths huffed, pouring from the lips of the doe, and filled Nick's left ear with hushed and fervent little sounds. It made every hair on the back of the todd's neck stand on end as he felt her paws draw upward on his shirt enough to make Nick raise his arms one-by-one.
He lost track of her for the split-second that it took for his shirt to be removed. Once Judy had it properly in paw, she slid more to the center of the bed. Nick did not need to be prompted to scoot over. He was, however, prompted to lay down on his back when Judy rested a paw on his shoulder and pushed just enough to move him while throwing a hindleg over his stomach to straddle the fox. Their next kiss saw the doe's initiative as their furs mingled from her desire to lay atop of his torso. Judy could feel every shred of heat that he was shedding and quietly admitted to herself that his winter was hitting home just as hard as her heat.
Splayed digital pads spread across Judy's bottom, bringing a chitter from her throat to her lips and tongue as their passionate kiss continued. The shiver that ran down her spine, clear to the tip of her twitching tail, was felt just as easily by the todd. Nick felt her lips leave his for a scant moment when he slid her up a little higher. It was the surprising prickle of the tips of his claws that caused the disengagement of her delicious tongue from his own. The moan she elicited spurred the actions that he already decided on.
The anterior portions of Nick's forearms brushed against Judy's thighs as his paws quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the trousers that he was sporting for the day. She tried to draw back down his stomach, to keep the pressure off the todd's ribs, but his arms weren't allowing the movement. It was made apparent, when he had to buck his hips, why. The front of his pants was giving him just as much trouble as the back, though he was more focused on getting his tail clear of the rear channel. During the entirety of his maneuvering, the couple was staring at one another before the doe offered the todd a soft smile. He could not help showing an awkward smirk while eyeing her: working as unobtrusively as possible before sliding his clothes away. Once his hindpaws had kicked them down to the end of the bed, Nick wrapped his forearm around her waist so that he could roll the two over with ease. The doe squeaked rather loudly in her surprise of the unannounced movement.
Once Judy had plopped back against his pillow, Nick had to silently amend a previous thought. This was the most perspicuous view that the todd had seen of the doe.
Nick was not sure that a glass of water of water could have solved the current issue of Sahara Square taking up a semi-permanent residence within his mouth and throat. It was dry and scratchy, and the sight made the todd feel positively dehydrated. But, it was the situation that controlled most of the feeling. Here, Judy Hopps was. Flushed and bare and presented for him because she had chosen him to be her mate… Waiting until a vixen chose their mate was an important thing to most reds – something they took pride in. Other mammals thought the degree of seriousness – regarding abstinence – was as lunar as all of the folklore about moon bunnies. Of course, there were also speciest mammals who were happy for it and wished no luck or love for any todd fox ever.
His thoughts were blinked away in the realization that he was staring, and that Judy was making no move to deny him of the view.
Judy watched as the todd slowly laid his digits against her tender stomach; causing her muscles to contract and harden under the ticklish feeling. He gently made a circle against her fur with his paw-pads and heard the luscious sound of her exhale that followed the pressure against her body. Nick could feel how soft she was, in a spot that he had rarely ever gotten to see, and he could not believe how white the fur was on her breasts and stomach… The pink of her nipples was so rich against the snowy field, as well. And, she was positively in heat. Nick's eyes trailed further down to see how red and inflamed her lower lips were. They were fully flowered and on display without her even having to do anything more than spread her long, slender legs ever so slightly. The fur, around her rosy cleft, was stuck together in spots from the wetness of her arousal. In several spots, it looked like little raindrops that were about to fall away from blades of grass.
The sound that slipped from the doe sent a shiver down Nick's back that was so forceful he thought that it had popped his back: the excitement of it brought his eyes closed for a split-second. Judy felt that he was being carefully respectful with the caresses even though he had leaned-in to hide the nerves with a wanton kiss. The slow, tight circles continued across her stomach and, tentatively, up to one of her perky breasts. His natural instinct to squeeze the tender flesh elicited a hum of appreciation and Nick felt her free right paw brush over his hot ear as their tongues battled once again. He spent several minutes massaging the gorgeous mammal that laid beneath his frame, squeezing her here and there – a little more firmly on occasion, while listening to all her appreciative noises. It was meant to build his confidence while snaking his paw lower and lower – at a nearly infuriating pace for his own lust-driven side. He ended up psyching himself out. His paw brushed over her inner thighs, feeling all of the firm muscles twitch and shiver while Judy took it as a sign to spread out a little wider. It was embarrassing that she knew what had gone down for him mentally because he could feel her smile against his lips. The todd could feel that that emotion was sweet and not teasing, though.
When it finally happened, the feeling against his digit was like caressing scalding water within a bathtub and the mind simply did not care enough to stop. Nick's pad slipped over the doe's little oval speedbump and followed the more slickened portions down lower, between her lips until he nearly brushed over her tailhole. Catching himself, Nick brought the digit back up, with a curl at the joint, while his ears shot straight in his own forward-alert posture. He had seen and read enough about what to do to get to business as he listened to her surprised moan that mixed with a contented sigh. His hooking motion caught her clitoris firmly and caused the hood to slide back as he began rubbing in a tiny, circular pattern. Judy's breathing hitched and quickened under the ministrations until the todd slacked off and withdrew.
They were ready for one another and Nick knew that further, pre-coital exploration could wait until later on.
He broke their kiss again to look down, taking care to ensure that his hips were brought over to the right height before licking his finger clean of her nectars. Judy found that she needed to spread out a little more for the width of his lower torso and blushed hard when the todd released an unannounced sigh of pleasure at her taste. The realization that the sound had been heard sent his ears backwards just before he lowered himself down towards her on his right elbow.
It was almost as if Nick was nuzzling the side of the doe's face when the distance was closed. Judy noticed that he closed his eyes before she felt his paw slip down between their abdomens, grasping his foxhood so that he could be appropriately guided to her entrance. Each of them knew how excited their own bodies were. It was palpable. Having been caught up in the thought, Judy was surprised when a thin spray of pre-ejaculate splash against her labia. It was cooler than her own heat, but the feeling of additional lubricant was quickly forgotten when Nick's tapered tip was slowly drawn down her center just… before… the todd found the right point. It was the whimper that she released which was heard by both mammals this time. They were so close and Judy was eagerly waiting for him to join with her.
Small gray lapine paws wrapped their way around to the back of the larger orange vulpine skull and neck with a gentle amount of pressure. Judy leaned up to cover the remaining distance, melting her lips against his once again while the doe carefully brought a heel down against the todd's thigh firmly. Nick felt himself shaking while trying to juggle the task of holding his partner against him, propping himself on his weak arm, and feeling his injured leg steadily begin to give way from their joined weight on it.
When the todd's leg finally yielded to the influence, both mammals sank together rather uniquely.
Judy broke away from the kiss so that she could bury a loud, stuttering cry into the fur of the todd's neck. The twinge of pain had been heavy enough, but also quickly overridden by the rush of pleasure unlike anything the doe had felt before. It was also something managed by the forgiveness of the pliable mattress under her back. On the other paw, Nick was forced to blockade a sharp, feral vulpine whine at the back of his throat as his member sank into his loved one's depths. It was not the pressure that slammed his eyelids closed again. It was the scalding heat, against his bare and turgid flesh, that caused the immediate rise of a prickling sensation throughout his length. It was incomprehensible that the fox was the cooler mammal, temperature-wise, between the two of them.
The steady pressure shook the fox to his core physically and psychologically. Nick's arms and legs quivered like he had been caught out in a snowstorm naked. He did not feel like he was freezing not that anybody would have been able to tell if they were looking at him. The skin on his flanks twitched from the sensation of a careful withdrawal from the doe and the todd felt her fall back against the sheets and pillow. His eyes flashed open, finding his target before diving back in to kiss Judy's lips firmly as he thrusted back into the doe with a little more vigor this time around. The soft, moist mingling of their endearing embrace caused Nick's heart to throb painfully.
Everything was beginning to fall into place within the fox's spirit, unbeknownst to him at that moment.
Most of the vocalizations in the upper room were muffled by the sound of rainfall splattering on the window. Under the couple, the bedsprings creaked in the time-honored manner. Her muted squeaks, as well as his groaning, were blended with that continuous sound. Nick's hindbrain had taken control his caudal appendage and had drawn it around to the pair's side, effectively covering their actions from the outside world, though neither of them had even noticed. The fluffy attachment bounced in sync with each push, thanks to its upheld horizontal stance.
The toll of their exertions resulted in an inability to continue with the desired and passionate kissing. Their bodies needed the oxygen, from the surrounding air, to continue with their activity: even though neither of their physical movements had been halted. With every breath, a multitude of scents alerted them to mossy undertones, and flourishing violet fields, and their intermingling sexes. All of their perfumes were penned to the scene by their steadily cooling beads of salty sweat and sweet lubricants on that same encompassing air.
Judy could feel how Nick's cradling arms shook against her spine and back of her skull. Every roll of his hips bumped her whole body upwards towards the headboard of the bed. Her skull against the paw-pads of his left forepaw and the feeling of his claws against her ears sent little sparks through to the untouched tips of them. Nick paid close attention to the fact that, despite there not being a need to, his doe was trying to stifle every sound that her throat passed off to her tongue before it could be released. He could sense that the doe did not want to share their passionate moment with a single soul other than him. Fortunately, due to their proximity, her pleasure-ridden moans and squeaks were still loud against his eardrums.
The sensations of scent, sound, and touch was taking a toll on both of them. Her grasping claws, through his fur, and against the skin of his shoulders and back caused the todd to switch his forepaws. Nick's right took over with the cradling of her neck while the left reached up to clasp the top of the headboard so that her body could be better anchored against each thrust of his foxhood. The following push, after the fact, made Judy's eyes pop open and her teeth to cutely bite her lower lip while she moaned at the todd. Nick felt her legs tighten high on his hips even as the weight of his impending orgasm began to settle in the small of his back. The feeling sparked an urgency and his hips worked to plunge his shaft into the doe with a quickening pace – loudening the bedsprings and making the slap of his hips against her bottom to echo off the walls. Judy's moans changed to a series of hurried huffs, unable to speak out through her open muzzle, while the corners of Nick's eyes crinkled as he stared directly into her pleading eyes.
Judy's dam burst first, causing her eyes to widen before the doe darted in and urgently clamped her teeth onto Nick's shoulder, her body shaking with the start of her orgasms. Any intention of being cautious vanished in the blink of an eye. The todd was sent up like a rocket by the suddenness of the bite. The todd's hips rammed forward one final time, his spine shuddering, as he silently pled with the smaller doe's tightening center to let him in with a hard mating press. His knot eventually slid beyond her outer lips and instantly began to expand as he began to ejaculate into his lover. When the todd's hips subconsciously yanked backwards to ensure that he was securely planted within her depths, they both noticed. Judy bit down harder while howling into his fur and flesh, and Nick's head shot upward to emit his own snarls and growls as a result of the action. Nick, astonished by how pleasurably tight she was around his foxhood and how sharp her teeth were, pushed against the headboard and smacked his knuckles against the wall, resulting in a loud knock. Given the amount of pleasure Nick had ended up feeling, it was the quietest that he could have been.
Several minutes needed to pass before either of them could even think about relaxing. Nick's member throbbed and pulsed as Judy's core rippled around him, during their continued climax. Eager growls and sudden cries waned into contented groans and loving coos until the todd's ability, to stay arched over his partner's sprawled out form, waned completely. He shakily curled his right arm up, under, and across her back and opposite shoulder to lift the doe enough and lay them both on their sides. The movements caused Judy to unclamp her muzzle from the todd's shoulder.
Nick was quicker than Judy at calming down. The doe calmly lay on the cushion, eyes closed and breathing deeply, with her left leg put up onto his hip so as not to interrupt their union. Nick made a point of bringing a paw up to gently touch her ears and run his thumb over her cheek to soothe her body. Every pulse of his foxhood served as a reminder that neither of them had considered the possibility of requiring a cleaning preventive, such as leaving a towel out. The notion was interrupted when todd had to conceal a yawn, which prompted Judy's ears to gently perk up and her eyes to flutter open.
A moment passed by, while the pair stared at one another, and a soft smile began to form across Nick's lips before he blew out a long-winded breath through the side of his muzzle. They were able to read each other's minds just fine. The todd had meant: "Good Lord…" with the gesture. To which, Judy unceremoniously broke out into a quiet fit of giggles. The pair held onto the moment and leaned in at the same time to share a warm and gentle kiss: cherishing the intimacy during their first tying. There was a soft caressing of tongues which caused more sparks for the doe, but Nick still wasn't even close to his refractory period. He easily soothed his eager partner's nerves by brushing back those high, gray ears tenderly while also withdrawing to consider the doe's gorgeous face again.
"Hey." Nick whispered, lowering his paw to softly rub his thumb over her cheek.
Judy nuzzled deeply into his paw due to the embarrassment that she suddenly felt. "Hi." She replied shyly.
The todd used his hindpaw to slip the cover far enough up so that he could grab it and pull it over top of their nude forms. Once Nick was repositioned, he made sure to wrap the bunny doe up. Judy felt herself lay her head on his shoulder: one ear pressed close so that she could listen to his heartrate.
"Are you alright?" She wondered aloud.
"I feel like I should be asking you that." Nick admitted.
"Ooh, bold fox…" Judy teased.
He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I didn't mean it like that, Judes." A groan followed his words while his foxhood pulsed thickly.
Judy felt it, as well, and gasped even as she leaned up to kiss the todd on the cheek.
"I know what you meant, Nick. I'm probably going to be sore is all." The doe said soothingly before slipping into another giggle.
He knew exactly what she was thinking and could not help a goofy grin from spreading across his muzzle.
"Yeah… I enjoyed that, too." Nick completed their thoughts.
"Mhmm!" She agreed with a vibrant hum. "We're going to have to be careful about overdoing it, though. Otherwise, we'll be too tired to work properly."
The bold statement caused Nick to blink as his face quickly heated. "Thinking about doing that again, huh?" He inquired.
"Well…" Judy began playfully. "I kind of assumed that we would, Slick. Considering that it's your season and I'm in heat… because of you…"
"I'll make sure to order some condoms tomorrow, then." He mentioned.
Judy turned her eyes up to Nick's muzzle in surprise. "Do you know something that I don't?" She asked softly.
"I don't think so..?" The todd's ears swiveled backwards with his unease. "I had hoped that we would get together, y'know… I just never got my expectations up so high as to research the concept. It's a sound safety precaution."
"There's no need for such an expense…" Judy murmured, startling the todd into looking at her properly. "I love you, Nicholas Wilde. I have already decided that I wanted to be your first, your only, and your forever… And, if that means waking up one morning to find that we have a surprise, I know it will be a pleasant one for the both of us."
The immense weight of the doe's words resonated within his head and caused his throat to tighten.
"Geez, Judy… you know how to make a todd feel special." He said, trying to sound gruff.
Without allowing her to give any further reply, Nick leaned in and let his tongue lash out against the doe's forehead: deciding that it was time to halt the feeling of being overwhelmed by grooming her. Judy started laughing, and squealing, and shimming, and even moaned when his tongue passed over her ears a couple of times. But, her fuzzy paws also came up to push at his cheeks. Nick finally relented, but only after catching the doe across the entirety of her face with one last lick. With both of their emotional states turned around, the doe playfully glared at the innocent grin that adorned the todd's muzzle.
"Ew." Judy deadpanned.
"Don't be like that, Fluff. We've been swapping spit all evening. What's the big deal about a lovestruck todd's grooming of his wonderfully sweet mate?" Nick needled.
"That's going to happen a lot, huh?" She asked.
"Only after every time we make love and plenty of other times when I'm bored and the mood strikes." He replied matter-of-factly and calmed down after a moment. "We need to get up soon, though."
"Then, take me away, Mister Fox." Judy said slyly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
With a laugh, Nick rolled the pair out of the bed and carried her into the connected bathroom while trying to ignore the sensations coming from the front of his hips. He made sure to grab the phone on his way out, as well. He would end up setting it on the tank of the toilet for easy access. Judy was having fun distracting herself with feeling up his shoulders even though she was releasing little sounds of pleasure against his neck during the transition. He was forced to take a paw off of her backside long enough to open the door to the shower and turn the dials for the water temperature. Judy waited for a few moments before unlatching her right paw and holding it out to gauge if it was going to be too hot or too cold for her and, eventually, nodded for the todd to take them inside. Neither of them had used the only upstairs bathroom considering that most of their time – aside from sleeping – was spent downstairs. But, at some point, Nick had come through and placed a stool within the standing shower for himself: much like he had done, one day, downstairs.
Its placement was adjusted, and Nick took a seat, back towards the incoming spray, so that they could wait out the remainder of their mandatory cuddle session. As much as Judy wanted to feel another one of her waves' break within her center, she knew that it would only prolong the todd's tying of her. Judy held onto her desire to start the passion-filled movements from the beginning, later, when they were both ready. Neither of the pair said anything about it. They did not need to. Both of them knew that the likelihood of many showers in the near future was high. Instead, Judy looked over her shoulder to survey the todd's thigh as best as she could. She could feel all of the pockmarked points across his shoulders and the back of his head with her paws.
"Don't think about it, Fluff." Nick said quietly.
"It's hard not to…" She began. "It could have cost us everything before all of this… Before us."
"There will always be a price to pay for the things that we do – for the decisions we make." He said with such ease. "If it means keeping you and your family safe, I will suffer this all over again. And, so much more."
"Don't you dare think about leaving me now, Nick." She whispered into his ear.
"I don't plan on it, Judy." The todd replied with a soft smile. "Though, I am more than a little curious as to who is going to whom a run for their money this mating season."
Knowing that the doe would find the comment to be a challenge, and feeling his swell of his foxhood waning, Nick waited for her muzzle to open before lifting on Judy's bottom. His unceremonious slip from within her heated depths filled the shower stall with groans and moans as all of the compression and expanded pressure dissipated in an instant.
"You did that on purpose!" Judy exclaimed.
Laughing now. "I did no such thing." He replied cheekily.
Judy gave him a warm kiss, with a warning glare, before hopping off of his lap to begin her routine of freshening up while Nick relaxed on the stool. The spray of the shower was interrupted here and there with each of her movements, but the todd found no reason to get up until his erection was gone. It allowed him to rest his thigh without being sat on, anyway. He did spin around on the stool, though. The warmth of the water pressure against his front was nice. It took away from the periodic stinging of his wounds when a stream hit the patches.
Why get up now? Just look at that bunny butt, his devious side added mentally.
But, of course, the ringing of his phone interrupted any further thoughts of staring at the doe's derriere. Nick stood up and caught Judy as she went for it, shaking his head and jerking his head up at the sound of the water from the showerhead. The todd opened the door and stepped out into the colder air of the rest of the room and took up position in front of the toilet to do his business – doing his best to hit the side of the bowl so that he could connect the call.
"Nick!" Judy whispered incredulously.
"Shh! I have to take a leak." He hushed her before answering the phone. "This is Wilde."
"Wilde. It's Chief Bogo."
"How's it going, Boss?" The todd inquired.
"Where's Hopps?" The buffalo asked.
"The illustrious Protector of the City misplaced her phone and she's downstairs looking for it. And, I'm in the shower, so…" Nick lied while Judy looked on from around the glass door. She did not need the phone to be on speaker to hear the other end of the conversation.
"Alright. You two are to report in for normal duty on Monday. Report to the Bullpen at the usual time. I know you've got a personal vehicle, so I've organized it with the motor pool to allow parking there. Assuming you two want to avoid public transit." Bogo explained.
"I was hoping you'd do that for us because we most certainly would like to avoid that right now." Nick agreed.
"Good. Park the POV there. I'll have your assignments that morning." The Chief said.
"Will do, Sir." Nick agreed.
And, with that, the call was ended on the opposite end; leaving Nick to finish his business before walking back through the threshold to rejoin Judy in the shower.
"Nicholas Wilde." Judy said tartly.
"What?!" He fired back with a laugh.
"Have you ever done that when I call you?" She asked seriously.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Judy." He said, trying to stow his guilty grin before slapping his paws together. The todd's eyes dropped down to meet the doe's. "Now! Where was I?"
"What? Don't deflect! What do you mean?" She said in confusion.
"Ah! Yes. That's right!" He began, grinning widely. "I was just about assess how much soap suds it would take… to make a rabbit disappear!"
The todd lunged and wrangled his partner within his paws and, for the several minutes that followed, the bathroom was filled with growls, the shrieks of the captured, and the mingling bouts of laughter. Both, from the shrieking gray captive and her scheming red captor.
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(AO3's A/N explains the future - Revisions will return)