Chapter Twenty
Getting Steamy
Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps embraced with deep hunger — the result of over a year of both emotional and physical attraction — finally allowed to be consciously recognized. In the darkness of Nick's living room their mouths met — lip pressing frantically against lip — as each felt the heat of the other's body against their own.
The tender arms of the fox slipped around the shoulders of the rabbit, holding her close, both straining — the rabbit up, the fox down — for their lips to be able to meet. Their eyes were each closed and their breaths short, their heartbeats pounding, pounding-pounding within their chests while their minds span in dizzy bliss.
Still in the act of intimacy, Judy rushed to undo the buckles of her standard-issue, ZPD combat-vest. This was nothing new as she always stripped herself off her combat armor, even if Nick was watching, but, under the circumstances, the removal of clothing, even non-sensitive clothing, just felt so much more... intense. She let it drop to the floor and returned all her attention back to the wonderfully handsome fox before her, her lips pressing against his ever firmer and ever faster, as she stretched up on tip-toe to tug the knot from around his neck.
Nick felt his tie being loosened rather than seeing it — his eyes closed to fully enjoy the sensation of his mouth pressing intimately against hers — and, when he realized the knot was gone, he tugged it sharply from around his neck and cast it aside. The fox opened his eyes and stepped back from the union as he felt Judy's paws undoing the first of his shirt buttons — realizing when the second button was undone that things might be about to become far more intimate. He had told himself he wasn't going to make Judy feel like she needed to go any further tonight than she felt comfortable to... but that didn't mean he had to stop her.
"J-Judy," the fox started, unsurely, "if... if I go too far, or too fast, tell me, and I'll ease up—"
"Nick," the rabbit interrupted, her amethysts meeting his emeralds, glistening in the dim light of the moon. "Nick, I want this: all of this..." Her paws came softly around the fox's waist, their small claws latching onto the hem of Nick's shirt from behind and untucking it from his belt. "And I know you'll always treat me well, respect me and my body, and that you will always put my needs before your own." She lightly chuckled as she raised the hem out of his belt fully. "And that's just one of the reasons why I love you, Sweetheart." Judy pressed her lips firmer against Nick's for a second, and then slipped one of her paws up between his shirt and his back.
This was the first truly intimate fur-on-for contact they had ever shared with the other. Oh how she loved the roughness and warmth of the fox's beautiful russet fur... oh how he loved the sensation of her soft, gentle paws against his bare fur. Nick slipped onto one knee, making kissing far less strenuous; allowing his paws to slide down Judy's neck and back — grazing lightly over her smooth, firm rump for just an instant — to then press against the back of her thigh. As he lowed himself, he traced a line of kisses from her lips and softly down the side of her neck, where he pushed against her shoulder of fluff underneath her shirt.
The fox grazed his teeth up the length of Judy's neck, then smoothed the fur down again with a trail of affection going back down, sending a shiver through the rabbit's body, a gasp through her lungs and a growing tingle between her vitalized legs.
When Judy noticed the itch of arousal — for arousal it was — she clutched at the foxes ears and tugged his head back to face her, pushing his lips against hers with even more intensity than before. The fox pulled back from the swirl of mouths a second time, which made her grow cross — angry that he would be teasing at such a time — at least, she thought he was just teasing. But a moment later he pushed back, pressing his cheek against hers, roughing his fur against the rabbit's, putting his scent on her — to mark her as his. It was an action, the implications of which could never be described with just words. The emotional connection it created could never be rationalized. It was an act beyond the true understanding... something which could only be felt.
Instinct.
Judy was ready — more than ready. Ready to give Nick everything he deserved — and take everything she wanted. In the closeness, the intimacy, the heat of the moment, Judy didn't care that she was a rabbit and Nick was a fox, she ignored the fear caused by her inexperience as to what sex might actually be like, and that made her throw her caution to 'take it steady in case it hurt' to the shrugful wind... she had even forgotten the strict 'sex after marriage' teachings of her parents.
But there was one small problem skulking that was currently out her reach.
"Nick," Judy breathed, her eyes opening.
It took him a moment to respond, his eyes still closed, his muzzle still pressing against her neck. "Yes, Judy?"
"You... you seriously need a shower." Nick stiffened. He opened his eyes and stared at the rabbit whose soft and sensually pleasured face suddenly split into something which was almost a cackle. "You absolutely stink, Nick!" was all she could manage before breaking into laughter.
The fox looked down at his body and grunted. He was still covered in soot, sweat, flour, charcoal and god knows what else. He sniffed himself and grunted again, glowering down at Judy's increasing cheerfulness. "Well laugh it up, Cottontail."
"Hey," she chuckled, "I need one too. I did just as much running as you did, and I actually 'touched' the corpse!"
"Okay, you win," he said, dryly, "you can have the first one."
Her grin instantly dropped to a look of inquisitive unsureness. This unexpected change in expression caused Nick's face to turn concerned as the rabbit gazed up at him, her voice soft but steady. "I... thought the idea was we could shower together?"
It took Nick a moment to find how to respond and, when he did, it was a fumbled response at best, "I thought you were just joking or… winding me up. You were, ughm… serious?"
"Well, yeah; why shouldn't I be?"
"We've only been, like, going out for all of five minutes. It's not right to go 'this' far this quickly."
"No. No, what's 'not right' is to jump into something before you know you want it. It is right, however, to leap headlong into something you know you want because all too soon it might be gone! I know this, you, are what I want, Nick."
"Judy, we shouldn't."
"Why not? I love your body and I would love to feel it pressing agai—"
"I don't want you to feel like you're just a sex object, Hopps!" Silence descended on the room. A hard blush started working up the back of Nick's neck. He managed to keep it from spreading to his face enough to be viable and thanked his stars — for the hundredth time since first falling for Judy — that his russet fur was great at hiding blushes... most of the time.
"I... I wasn't suggesting we go all-out naked right away," she deflected, carefully placing a delicate paw upon his bare chest, "if you'd feel more comfortable, we'd keep our underwear on at least."
"I know, Judy. I know. But, even fully clothed, I'm still gonna get, y'know, excited".
"Okay, Nick, okay." She smiled. "We'll shower separately... for tonight at least."
"Thank you, Judy. And I'm sorry I couldn't—"
"Don't you apologize, Nick. All you've done is shown restraint; how could I be mad at you for just respecting my body?" Judy smiled sweetly at Nick. After a few seconds, his expression of concern shifted into a warm smile. Judy reached out to the kneeling fox and took his paws in hers. Paw in paw, the rabbit leaned forwards and kissed the fox's nose gently. "Go on, Nick," she said, "you have the first shower. You need it."
"Thanks." Nick placed his delicate lips on her forehead, slipped his mouth to rest beside her ear and then muttered to her under his breath, "I love you."
She grinned. "I'll be waiting for you." Nick grinned also. He stood, winked at her and turned. Judy watched with a smile of great fondness as he opened his bathroom door, but then, and idea flashed into her mind. It was time to play a little game with her fox. "Hey, Nickey, wait a sec'."
The fox turned amidst the door frame, his eyebrow raised as the small rabbit walked towards him, the grin of the devil on her face. His expression dropped into something which was one part shock and one part excitement as a pair of soft, groping paws reached for his belt. A breath of air escaped him as Judy slipped the tip of Nick's belt from the belt loop and tugged it sharply so the punch hole came away from the prong. Judy pulled the length of the belt from around his waist boisterously, until it was all in her paws, and then she let it drop to the floor with, what she was sure must have been, a sexy thump. Fun though this was, however, Judy knew — they both knew — their relationship should not go any further just yet.
Judy started to turn the fox back towards the bathroom, enjoying both Nick's dazed expression... and the bulge in his trousers which definitely wasn't there before. The rabbit gave Nick a playful slap on the rump, and then shoved him into the bathroom before closing the door behind him.
An eager bunny ear was pressed against the door expectantly. She heard silence for a long time. Then, she heard the click of a button, the zip of a zipper, a moment of frenzied rustling, and finally — a number of long, deep, gasping, relief-filled breaths. Judy laughed. She laughed long and she laughed hard. She laughed until tears started to well in her eyes, her legs gave away beneath her and she slipped down the door to the floor — her body and soul aglow with delight — as Nick's panting slowly leveled out and the shower started to run shortly after.
"Oh, Nick," Judy heard Nick mutter from the other side of the door, "however you managed to resist the sexiest damn rabbit in Zootopia for this long, I'll never know." The flattery of the comment the fox made, surely unaware Judy could hear, sent a warm glow into her stomach. Eventually, as the sound of Nick's showering filled her ears, the rabbit stood, walked towards the light switch and reached towards it. She had to jump to flick it but, after a moment, the lights of Nick's apartment room flicked into an extinguished rest.
Nick's apartment was far nicer than Judy's and they both knew it. While Judy's apartment was but a simple rectangular room, Nick's was comprised of three rooms, one of which was divided into a secondary section. The room Judy was stood in was the living room, which had one corner sectioned off as a kitchen area. It was a fairly decent living room, not lacking a television, and the joining kitchen was mostly comprehensive. The bathroom featured no bath but a large shower cubical, a toilet with an originality pull-and-chain design, and an enamel sink. The bedroom contained a steel-frame, medium mammal, double bed with a window behind, so that the link to the outside world wouldn't be forsaken fully.
Amusing herself, Judy started to make the unmade bed — letting her mind wonder towards what nearly happened in the living room only seconds earlier. This line of thought brought her inexorably back to the 'sex after marriage' teachings of her parents. Judy flinched while making the bed. Should she still do it with him anyway? Should she tell him about those teachings, or keep them a secret? Judy desisted in making the bed, her mind swimming with emotions and juxtaposing desires — the desire to please her parents and the desire to 'be pleased' by Nick.
Overcome with dizziness, Judy slipped down to the floor. She sat there for a time, wondering, debating, deliberating whether she should forget about her parents and do all those wonderful things with the fox she wanted... or follow the most strict teachings of her parents, wait until after she was married to him, and allow him to take her to bed after that… It took Judy quite some time to realize marriage had come up in the course of her thoughts. It had never even crossed her mind that he might not ask some day — that he might not want to marry her. She had just taken it for granted that he would, but, how could she be sure?
Well 'that' opened up a new and very long line of thoughts and feelings — not just about the wants of her, Nick and her parents — but of the laws of Zootopia themselves. Being an officer, Judy had a pretty firm grip of the ins and outs of the law, but, was marrying Nick even... legal?
Judy felt herself starting to hyperventilate. She desperately sought for something to take her mind off these torturous musings. She looked about herself on the floor and spotted two cardboard paper folders laying dusty. Usually, she would have respected Nick's belongings — especially paperwork stowed under his bed — but, in that moment, she was so desperate to change the subject of her thoughts that she grabbed the closest without second thought. She undid the flap, opened it, and was instantly presented with an image of a red-furred vixen with a more than generous-size bosom, without any cloths on, apart from a very small bra which was apparently of only ornamental value, and a thin pare of knickers which hid her lower intimate area and precisely 'what' she was doing with the middle finger of the paw she had shoved down there...
Judy's ears sprang upright. She had the urge to slam the folder shut, hurtle it under the bed and sprint back into the living room, pretending nothing had ever happened. But something — dreadful curiosity — made her flick through the first pages. These foxes had even less clothing. They were in a variety of 'strange' positions and doing a number of 'strange' things. She shut it and flipped it over to stare down at a second magazine of much the same content. It shocked Judy, to start with, to see female foxes like this and to know Nick had not only bought these but had looked at them.
Eventually, however, the rabbit started snickering at the various titles, flicking through the nearly steaming pages. It wasn't that she was enjoying looking at scantily clad, big bosomed vixens — it was just that she was finding it amazing to see the kind of thing her newly romantic-partner liked to see. It all started quite amusingly and amiably with a dozen-or-so such titles as 'Foxy Ladies', 'Sly and Sexy' and 'Voluptuous Vixens'. But then the titles started to change. It took effort for Judy to notice the difference — oblivious though it was — as she skimmed through the titles: 'Cotton Muffs', 'Bushy Tails', and finally, 'Rabbits Like it Rough'.
Judy's eyes bulged as they traced down the page, from skim-reading the titles, to examining the pictures. Her eyes bulged yet further at the tan-yellow rabbit breasts which were clearly enhanced, with nothing but a black, leather bra on and nothing at all below the waist. The rabbit was lying on her back, a very satisfied expression on her face, with her knees up towards whoever took the photo and with a small yellow star superimposed over her 'sex' — just large enough to cover the bare minimum... if only just.
But sharply and out of nowhere, the door of doors opened. "The shower's all your—"
"Nick! Nick, there you are, I was just, erm—" Working with all possible haste, Judy shoved all the magazines back into the box, pushed it away, pulled the other towards her and opened it. She knew there was just as much chance this could have been a second box of porn, but she had to try. Judy pulled out the thick, leather-bound book and flipped to a random page. She was just glad the lights were off as the darkness meant Nick would not have been able to see it from that distance.
"Judy, close it. Close it now!"
Instinctively, her head turned to the words and started to skim them. "Storm starts at seven fifteen so meet Carrots with serenade at five to allow two hours for food and fifteen minutes for trail—"
"Hey, Hopps, that's personal!"
He strode the room towards her and snatched it from view. Huffing and grumbling under his breath as he smacked it back into its box and shoved it under the bed. "What..." Judy said at last, dazed at what she had read. "What is this?"
Nick stared for a long moment. There was no point in trying to avoid the question, however, Judy had seen too much and Nick knew it. He sighed, the anger fading, as he slipped down onto the bed. "It's my 'Husselers Gernal'."
"Your 'Hustler's Journal'?"
"Yeah!" He turned, reached back under the bed and showed her the cover and the words 'Husselers Gernal' badly penned on the fount."
"Erm... that's not how you spell 'Hustler's Journal', Nick."
"I know, I know. But, I wrote that when I was about ten, Carrots. It's pretty much every con I've ever pulled within that book, alongside ideas, thoughts, drafts of early plans. Everything. Stuff that's never been used, stuff that wouldn't be financially viable, even stupid stuff that'd never work, like— you know this one time, me and Finnick were both drunk and we wrote up a plan to take over all Zootopia! God, it was foolproof. But, obviously it'd never have worked, and I woke up the next morning and couldn't remember a thing of it. I took a look for the right page but it'd been cut out."
"What happened to it?"
"Well, I asked Finn that and he just told me it was too dangerous to keep with me and that he was keeping it for safety… well, that was the plan, anyway. But he had dropped it in the canal and it was ruined."
"Ooh…"
"But, there's other things in here too." With the excitement a child has when showing a new toy to a friend, Nick sat, patted the bed beside himself until Judy came to sit beside him, and then opened it to a page. "Take a look at this one," he said, proudly."
"Wilde Times?" she read.
"Yeah, it's a theme park I was gonna start!"
"A… theme park, are you serious?"
"I am so. I had even found this old place I was gonna rent out to set it up in. The idea of the place was that it was for predators who were tired of having to act so... civil all the time. Now, I'm not saying we'd have served raw rabbit or anything like that, just someplace you could make a little noise without having to worry about scaring anyone."
"So," she said, excitedly, "why didn't you do it?"
"Well... I met you."
Judy was silent and still for a beat, then she put her arms around him, pressing her nose into his neck and kissing him in a sweet-spot just below the ear. "Thank you, Nickey. You're a great guy, you know that?"
"Am I?" he grinned. "Yes, yes I am."
"Har-hah. Jerk."
"Go on, Hopps, go on. Go have your shower."
Judy stood. In payback for the 'belt' move Judy had pulled on him, and just because he wanted to, Nick slapped Judy's tokus as she went. The brief touch was more than pleasurable, and the ooph? of surprise Judy gave him, before rushing out of the door with a bright red blush on her ears, sent a wide, toothy grin right across his face.
Nick looked down. His grin fell as he saw the box of porn on the floor. Nick had seen what Judy was first looking at — he was a fox, of course he'd seen, he could see in the dark for heaven's sake — and he pulled the box back towards him, opened it up, and flicked his way through the magazines. 'This' was the one Judy was on — and he was very glad he had come in when he had because, if he had come in a moment later, she would have flipped that magazine over and would have reached the 'last' one...
Nick lifted it out. It was bondage and dominance and not at all what Nick wanted from Judy or how he thought of her... but it was the only one of its kind in Zootopia for, as it had turned out, there was no real market for dirty magazines with foxes and rabbits without a lot of weird, screwed up stuff too. He set down the illegal print of 'Pred-Prey Monthly — Foxes and Rabbits Edition', placed the other magazines over it and shut the lid... sliding it beneath the bed with the others before standing, reaching up to the curtains, and pulling them...
Shut.
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