I'm serious when I say that I have a lot of ideas in my head.
Explicit Content Ahead.
Savage Days
Nick's nose was telling him that this was a bunny, who would traditionally be food. His nose was also telling him that there was his scent on this particular bunny, but not the one that would be from casual contact, no this one was the scent from the glands the are on his neck and the underside of his muzzle. The same glands that are used to mark family and Mates, although the scent wasn't all that strong.
He must've not renewed it in awhile, that was very upsetting, what kind of Mate was he that he let his mark fade that much? How else would others know that she is taken?
His nose picked up something much more upsetting, blood. The scent that had a metallic tone was coming from his mate, that made him whine pitifully.
Forget the mark, what kind of Mate doesn't protect his own? With tail between his legs and ears flat against his head, he hurried to her.
Judy chirrs as she finally recognizes the Fox with her as the one who will protect her, after all why else would he have her scent on him, and vise versa. His scent was lingering around her from her head to her torso, and was telling of their prolonged contact.
She sees the concern in his eyes and his body language so clearly, that there is no question. She also sees that he is hurrying to her aide like a good Mate should. It doesn't matter now that she is hurt, knowing now she is safe and sound.
He is now next to her inspecting her wound with the most feather light touches, she shivers as he cleans the cut of any debris and excess blood. Judy relaxes as he renews his mark on her, claiming her as his. She should do the same, she doesn't want other female to get any ideas.
Nick is standing over her, protecting her with his body, and is now looking for a way too retreat to a place where they can rest and heal. Nick now notices his aching ribs and shoulder, most likely bruised, but at least his headache is gone although still a bit cloudy. Eyes studying his surroundings, he sees larger animals watching them.
He doesn't like that at all.
Nick then notices something new, an opening behind the bushes. He pushes his head underneath his Mate and places her on his back, whining as it puts pressure on his side. He ignores his pain and runs to the opening, it's really slim and tall, black markings going straight across. It's not wide enough.
He noses it to investigate it and is pleasantly surprised as it is pushed a little with a bit of force. It opens wide enough to get both of them through.
Then he runs.
Bogo groans in annoyance as they leave his sight and off to the unknown. "Wolford and Grizzoli, try and follow their scent. Fangmeyer, McHorn, and Delgado take these disgraces to the precinct. Higgins grab the airgun and that little carrot down there. DO NOT forget to empty the airgun, we don't need that thing to go off on accident. All other officers surround the building to try and catch them before they get out into the public."
They didn't waste a second and got on with their assigned tasks
"Chief! There's nothing in the airgun."
Bogo grunted in annoyance. Just great.
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Judy tried her best not to interfere with her mate as he ran. She didn't remember this place so it must not be their warren, so now she assumed that is where they are going now. Up the spiral hill led them to a wide cave, a weird cave that had lighted spots throughout. The big opening nearby was surrounded so Nick ran the other way deeper into the cave in a different branch. They reach another opening with a fire at one end, so they go the other way. Nick and Judy scan the area with urgency, the heavy paw steps getting closer.
Judy squeaks leaning her body weight in the direction of an exit hole with daylight shining through. Nick yips in joy as he now has a way to get his Mate to safety. Nick's adrenaline now is at an all time high, all to give him the needed energy to escape, he now is at top speed, vision blurring around the edges as he shoot out to surface and now into a packed path with many, many animals in all directions.
Screams are ignored by the two savages (even if they hurt Judy's sensitive ears), But they are not ignored by the ZPD.
There is a small path that is empty and Nick does not hesitate. Half way through and a yellow feline with black spots skids around the corner in front of them. Nick doesn't even need to turn to know there are others behind him. He spots a hole in the wall to his left just big enough for the two of them to squeeze through, but too small for their pursuers, and he is off again this time with no animals following.
He doesn't stop until he reaches a forest, or at least it looks like a forest, it's a lot bigger and more humid than any forest that he would recognize as a forest but he does have a sense of familiarity to him. Judging by the fact that his mate is relaxing more, he would say it's familiar to her too. Maybe their den is nearby.
But.. he doesn't remember their den.
Where is their den?
He whines again in agitation.
Judy is tired of hearing that sound from her Mate. She watches him as he stops and sniff the air and the ground around him looking for something. She wants to rest and calm down in their warren, then she realized why her Mate is distressed. Where is their warren? Where is their sanctuary? The only place where no one else is allowed? She also whines.
Nick's soul hurts as he hears this.
If they can't find their old one, then they have to make a new one.
He finds a suitable spot by a large tree on a slight hill surrounded with vegetation and had a water source was nearby in the form of a stream that he say fish swimming by.
He carries his Mate there and gingerly slips her off and begins to dig.
And dig.
And dig until there is a space large enough to comfortably fit both of them. Three entrances angled to prevent water from flooding the den and spaced apart to allow multiple escape routes if need be, and each are hidden by one thing or another to lessen the chance of being discovered. Only thing left is to find bedding, which is already available because he is wrapped in a soft warm… thing on his torso and a tougher thing on his hind legs. His Mate was also wrapped in things. So he tore it off of them an shredded them to fit his needs, and when all is said and done, he presents the new den to his Mate. Her approval was needed after all.
Judy limps inside and is greeted with their combined scents. The wrappings that covered them were drenched in their scents, so when shredded into bedding, it made the warren more familiar and inviting. It was perfect.
Judy was tired. And the bedding that smelled of her fox was alluring. She snuggled deep into their nest and closed her eyes for some much needed rest.
Nick lay next to her, wrapping his tail around her, eyes heavy and slowly closing.
When he wakes, he sees his bunny licking her wound. He nudges his head to her, taking over in cleaning the cut and lets Judy rest more. When he is done, he gets up and reluctantly peeks out. His vision unobstructed, but he is still hidden from view, he has to leave in order to find food for his Mate and then himself. It was morning, the scent of fresh rain was encouraging as it most likely washed away their scent trail.
No one could find them now.
The stream is where he'll go. Food and water is guaranteed, and most importantly, it was nearby.
When Judy wakes up, she is restless. She didn't know where her Mate was. The only thing keeping her calm is the scent of fox that is in the air and the heat from the bedding suggesting that he was here recently.
She wasn't tired enough to go back to sleep, but there wasn't anything that she could do to pass the time.
She's grooms herself, she rearranged the bedding, and she tried to stretch her leg. But eventually there was nothing else for her to do after awhile. So she just has to wait.
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He has been gone for awhile now, where is he?
…
Her ears flick up as she hears paws nearing the warren… Then she smells him… And now she sees him.
Nick is greeted by the sight and sound of his mate chirring and her tail flicking in happiness as he brings food to her.
Being an omnivore, he knew what he brought to her was safe to was eat because he tried it before even bringing it near the den. He could tell it was a fruit, and he had grabbed it from a branch that was overgrown and hanging low enough for him to grab a couple. He had two in his mouth and was nudging one on the ground with his muzzle for a total of three.
She appreciated this greatly as she realized the extent of her hunger. Why was she so hungry? Seeing that she didn't need to let the fox know that she was hungry for him to provide, Judy concluded it was not that he was negligent in his role as a Mate.
So was it something else? Whatever the reason, it wasn't important. She needed to eat and gather her strength to recover.
…
Days pass and Nick is attentive to her needs, cleaning her leg, bringing her food, taking her to the stream to drink water while he stood guard ready to defend his mate from anything. And now Judy is now able to move without limping for a short period, but not healed enough for her to run.
Currently, Judy is dozing while Nick grooms her. The rhythmic timing of was relaxing and very enjoyable. Nick adores her every moment he can, because he shudders to think about what could've happened if they had been caught. Spending all this time together cause their scent to mingle into one scent, indistinguishable from one another. Of course that is something that Nick approves of, that is how it should be. There should be no questions that they are Mates.
Except… They hadn't Mated…
He hasn't claimed her properly. That needs to change.
He stops grooming her, much to her disapproval, and pokes his head out to check the surrounding area of the den. After all, this is private, for him and no one else. He sees nothing out of the ordinary, he focuses his hearing, straining his ears to catch anything.
Nothing.
He then renters the den, looks at his mate, and then growls low and slow. His eyes focused and his ears standing tall, focusing on his Mate.
The red tip of his member extends from his sheathe. He struts over to the bunny, who now is wide awake, he releases his scent trying to entice his Mate.
He needs her permission after all. The female (usually a vixen, but not in his case as he is Mated to a Rabbit doe) always has final say. That was how it works, the todd shows interest in a vixen (doe), and chases off competition. But the vixen (doe) chooses the one the she will mate with
Judy is in a state of semi-consciousness as her Mate grooms her. She is at ease with his teeth so close to her neck, she has complete trust in him after all. When he stops she whines her objection, she looks over her shoulder to see him stick his head out.
Did he notice something outside? Admittedly she wasn't paying attention, but apparently he had. Such a diligent Mate, making sure to keep her safe.
Judy settles back down but didn't have an opportunity to relax as she hears him growl. The soft sound sent shivers down her spine and to her tail. And then the smell, so intoxicating and powerful it made her head spin.
She looked back over to her Mate. And her heart beats so loud that she wouldn't be surprised that he could hear it.
Tail puffed to display how well taken care of it was and to show off the silkiness and healthy coloration of his coat. Walking to her on an angled path to showcase his attraction to her. Her body heats up and her scent seems to explode in the confined space to broadcast her approval of his exhibition. Bucks (or todd in her case) that want to Mate will chase does and try to pin them down.
But not her todd, he's giving her a choice. Isn't he a good Mate?
He's asking for a decision that she doesn't need to think about to know the answer. She turns to face away, rump up and tail fluttering to fan the scent of her growing arousal to him, waiting for him to mount her.
Judy's body is entering an induced heat cycle to give the best chance at conceiving kits, and Nick could smell her increased fertility.
Nick doesn't need any further invitation as he climbs over her, his front paws hooking around her hips, pressing her cotton ball of a tail into his pelvis. The twitching appendage brushing against his belly fur arouses him in a way he never expected it to.
He lines himself up with her opening and takes careful aim.
Judy wiggles her hips and tail in anticipation. She noticed the spike in his scent when her tail brushed against him, and made sure to continue. She squealed as she felt contact with a meltingly hot mass. He started to groom her and draw in her sweet earthy scent. He licks from the base of the long appendage to the tip, switching ears every so often causing her to let out a shuddering breath.
All leading to one moment.
He pushes in with a loud cry that is unique to Mating. Judy squeals in slight pain. She did not expect her Mate to be so well endowed (compared to Rabbit bucks), not that she was complaining or anything.
She just need to adjust, that's all.
Fortunately, Nick also needed to stop for a moment. Actually it was longer than a moment. He was twice her size and three times her weight, so the size difference of their.. equipment was considerably noticeable. He was grateful that his tool was tapered and that it help with entry, but what didn't help with was the sheer tightness that was his Mate. He kept still, panting heavily, and she was trying to regain her vision after seeing stars. When she was just about done adjusting, he moved, and the stars returned to her vision.
Nick started off slow and shallow, not moving too much or too hard. But a todd could only hold back so much. When the Bunny underneath him started to push back into him, his control shattered. His hips which started off in a snail's pace eventually progress to a blur, and grew strong enough so that now every time he is at the apex of each thrust, it forces her body slightly off the ground.
Judy is having trouble breathing properly. Each pump of his hips seems to force air out of her lungs in the form of moans and squeals. Her vision pulsing to the rhythm he set, the large intrusion reaching places that no buck ever will.
Yes, her Mate is the greatest.
His hind claws are anchored into the ground, they dig small trenches as he tries to stop himself sliding away with every thrust. The grooming changes from licking her ears to nibbling the base of her neck, and judging by the closing of her eyes and her tongue hanging out of her mouth, the change is welcomed.
Judy tried to relax to be more accepting of her Mate, the strain is lessening and she closes her eyes to focus on the pleasure her Mate gives. Her vision now almost just bright white and there is tension growing inside the pit of her stomach.
There is nothing but the smell of his musk. The feeling of the soft downy cream colored belly fur. The sounds of growls, yips, and whines that emerge from his muzzle tell her that he is thoroughly enjoying this.
The grippy pink flesh tried it's best to stop him from pulling away, to keep him as deep as he can get. But the slick film of sexual fluids did its job of lubricating her.
Nick's entire world consists of his Mate. Listening to the chirrs that she releases, the smell of her heat, the wonderful silky warmth around his foxhood, and the taste of her that seems to be laced with ambrosia. He stops the nibbling to grab her with his jaws for a Mating hold when he feels the vice grip of his Mate that almost stops his movement completely.
The grip she has on him turns fire hot and her moist entrance now leaking with excess arousal. It's almost enough to trigger his own release, if not for one thing.
For his release, he needs to knot her.
Which the vice is unlikely to accept, still he tries anyway. And he now hammers with strength renewed. He now needs to readjust his paws and he now is carrying her.
Her shoulders and head rest on the ground and her hind legs dangling, she feels the knot batter her and hears his whines pleading for entry.
Entry that Judy is eager to grant.
She is in nirvana. But her loving Mate has yet to join her. Looking over her shoulder to look at him, she sees his eyes pinched shut and feels his breath on her neck become labored. His movements are now frantic and more powerful than before.
She now tries to give him the same release that he gave her. She tries to force her body to relax and unwind, which is a feat that is incredibly difficult to accomplish, and pushes back into him. She feels herself spreading more and more as she tries to accommodate him. She knew she succeeded she feels herself get spread impossibly wide then snap back shut. A liquid heat shoots into her and the added length now pushes him to a new place, one that makes her see stars.
Nick cries are louder than anything he produced before when he feels the knot being accepted and his release now flooding into his Mate.
The added length his knot provided pushes him to the end of her tunnel which is best place for him to leave his seed and with the knot doing it's job, it has no where to go but into her hungry womb.
Fox and Bunny alike are frozen in time. Neither moving and no sounds being made as they let our breathless screams. His pulsing is releasing more and more seed as it will for the next twenty or so minutes, and only then will the knot will deflate, allowing the two to separate.
The sheer volume he is letting out is causing Judy to grow a paunch. Nick guides Judy to lay on her side, tucked close to him, and covers her with his tail. That long, bushy, and warm tail that promises comfort and security.
This is bliss.
Judy's ears flick up and Nick's nose twitches.
The rustle of plants catches her attention, the scent of another canine catches his.
And then more sounds and scents join it.
