Continued from Chapter 38
Judy merrily hummed Gazelle's newest tune as she carried a bag of groceries down the hall of the floor of her apartment. She was really liking living with Nick in a new place; the decor was less loathsome, it still had a pretty good view of the city, and being that close to her partner had other, more physical benefits. Though Nick had often offered to get their groceries because he was larger, he also liked to lounge around on his spare time. Knowing this, Judy often did some of the errands herself. She didn't mind; she loved seeing the sights and sounds of her city, which she felt more a part of every day.
"No! ...NO! Would you just shut UP!? ...You don't know a thing about her!" It was Nick's voice, coming from the apartment.
Judy's ears perked and her eyes widened at the noise. Her nose started twitching. She had never heard Nick that angry before. Even the time that Judy really messed up and ended up apart from Nick for three months, Nick wasn't that angry-sounding. Simmering, seething perhaps, but not outright yelling. Curious to a fault, Judy approached their door with the groceries in her hands.
"I'm sick of talking to you about this, and in general! Lose this number!"
Judy flinched where in older times one would have heard a phone loudly slam against its receiver, but that was one disadvantage smartphones had in their current days. She wondered what she should do; her nose was still twitching, her eyes darting around the hallway. She wondered if perhaps she might go over to the elevator and pretend to come back so she could plausibly deny overhearing part of that conversation. Turning around, she decided to do this, with some tiny sense of shame. Judy cringed and her ears twitched as, predictably, she heard a door open behind her.
"Judy?" Nick was speaking, of course. "Where are you going?"
"Oh! Uh," Judy gave a large, manufactured smile. "I was just going back to the elevator! Because, um- yeah, I think I might have dropped something in there...? Y'know, clumsy bunny and all."
"Right," Nick rolled his eyes. "C'mon, give it here." Nick motioned for the grocery bag and Judy offered it, going to the elevator next. Opening it, nothing was there.
"Oh look, nothing's here," Judy huffed, sucking at her teeth. "Oh well, hopefully some other hungry mammal got that- uh, that food I dropped. They must have needed it more than me!"
Nick looked at her through half-lidded eyes and an unamused expression, and retreated into their apartment. Judy slapped both hands on her face while following him.
"You need to work on your lying, darling," Nick said in a flat voice as he started to put their groceries away.
"Yeah, that'd be nice," Judy grumbled, going over to assist him.
Nick thought for a second and let a long exhale out of his nose. "Sorry about that. Thought you'd be gone a bit longer. I was going to go take a walk to clear my head."
"About that," Judy said, looking up at him with concern. "I don't suppose you'd want to tell me who you were shouting so loudly at?"
"My dad," Nick rolled his eyes and shook his head. "That idiot still thinks he has some sort of stake in my life."
"Oh, I don't think I've heard much about your dad," Judy paused, her hand on a can of soup, before resuming.
"Don't hold your breath; he's a waste of fur," Nick sneered.
"Nick," Judy started to look sort of righteously angry. "You know, I don't see any reason either of your parents would have to be upset with you. You're an excellent specimen of a fox- no, a mammal."
Nick smirked at her. "Of course you don't see what reason my dad would have to be angry with me."
"You saying love is blind?" Judy returned his playful look. "Because I could harp on you till the sun sets."
"Ha, no," Nick replied, holding up a finger and then pointing at her, "though I know you could. You don't see the reason my dad's angry because you're looking out of her eyes."
"Oh," Judy's look became quizzical, and she huffed, putting down the groceries she had in her hands, considering this. Nick playfully yanked them from right in front of her. "Really?"
"Really," Nick nodded. "My business is none of his, so you're not even a tiny blip on his radar. Or, you shouldn't be. But he wants to make everything his business. Like his stupid clothing corporation. Hmph." Nick folded his arms and looked off to the side.
"Can I say I kind of like it when you get angry about me?" Judy half-smiled.
"You can say it, but I'm not sure I like it," Nick winked.
"Anyway," Judy smiled brightly at him, grabbing both of his wrists with her hands. "Let me take care of you right now."
Nick seemed slightly confused by her sudden perky look. "What are you talking about? I'm okay."
"You just said you needed a walk," Judy drooped her head and looked up at him reprovingly. "And I'm better than a walk at clearing your head."
"This is true," Nick said. "So like I said, I'm fine now that you're back."
"C'mon...!" Judy smirked, swinging his wrists with her hands. "Let me do all that fun bunny stuff to you that your daddy disapproves of."
"Uh, you're kind of taking this to a weird place, Judy," Nick's eyes narrowed.
"Oh, sorry," Judy giggled.
Soon enough, the two were unclothed and on their bed, with Nick laying on his arms face-down, and Judy on his back. She kneaded his back, squeezing and using her small claws to scritch, while moving her relatively powerful feet against his lower back and flank. Judy grinned. Nick's body length compared to hers let her do all sorts of things to him that she wouldn't be able to do with someone of her size.
"Rrrgh..." Nick grumbled. "This feels amazing..."
"Say who the best bunny is," Judy simpered as she administered her treatment. She scrunched up his fur near his neck and shoulders, squeezing, then releasing. Nick blurted out several relieved murmurs as he tried to answer Judy's furtive instruction.
"Judy is best bunny," Nick droned hazily. "Ngh..." Judy moved up to scratch at the back of his neck, rubbing to and fro, and on top of his head and ears, planting random kisses along the way.
"Now roll over," Judy commanded, and Nick complied, ending up on his back. Judy smirked. "Good boy...!" She began to affectionately pet and scratch along his muzzle, to Nick's squinty-eyed delight, his tail audible as it swished in the sheets behind him. Judy tilted her head and allowed her ears to droop to the side in a sassy manner. "What, no objections at that remark?"
"Judy, I will listen to, and say, whatever demeaning things you can come up with if you'll keep going," Nick blurted out through the gray and white paws on his muzzle.
"That's what I like to hear," Judy giggled, kissing him with her own muzzle. The two kissed repeatedly and for quite some time. The two broke from their kissing like waking from a trance, as if they had to mentally remind themselves that there were other things they could be doing. Judy brushed her chin against Nick's snout, near his nose. Nick inhaled frantically.
"Judy, rh-really?" Nick's fists clenched. "Your scent right there, so close to my nose?"
"You like it, though," Judy smirked. "And you're my fox besides, so your nose should get to have a good time while the rest of you is."
"You're s-so yummy," Nick said as though the words took effort to form, and Judy smirked at the pink lash he called a tongue moving along his muzzle. Judy moved down a few paw-lengths and began to scratch vigorously at the red and cream fur of his chest and midsection, just at the intensity he enjoyed most. She could tell what this was because one of his legs started kicking a bit. Any harder was too much, but just the barest kicking was what he liked most. Judy hummed happily as she found this sweet spot, and Nick huffed, trying desperately not to pant.
"You're a mess, Mister Wilde," Judy teased. "Tail wagging, leg kicking, whimpering..." He was doing this too, unable to help himself.
"Judy, you make me this way," Nick groaned in delight. He continued to lay back, feeling almost paralyzed, as if the slightest twitch would drive Judy away and cease her pleasurable antics.
"And has any other mammal ever made you feel a fraction of what I give you?" Judy said in a low, dangerous voice, pushing her claws along the sensitive parts of his stomach. Nick's breath caught during this. She was bewitching.
"God no," Nick whined in pleasure.
"So, if pressed-" at this Judy's paws pressed and rubbed against Nick's upper chest as she massaged little circles there. "Would you say I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you?"
"Yes...!" Nick hissed eagerly. "Just keep pressing... mm..."
Filled with a possessive, carnal thrill at his helplessness before her, she decided to lean in and "chin" more areas of his chest and shoulders. Nick whimpered softly, appreciating both the feeling and meaning of the gestures.
"I think I know what would look good on you," Judy grinned naughtily, tracing her claws around his neck. "A collar. With a tag on it that says 'If found, please return to Judy'."
"Judy..." Nick barely managed to complain.
"Just kidding," Judy giggled. "Sort of."
Nick paused, his tail threatening to wag. "...I mean, maybe if you wanted me to just wear it in the bedroom or something."
"Oh my gosh, would you wear it?" Judy brightened up, putting her paws to her face.
"I'd... consider it," Nick said bashfully.
Judy laughed. "Oh, my silly fox." She hugged him, keenly aware of his sniffing nose near her back and licking tongue lapping her shoulder. "I love driving you crazy."
"It's a short drive with this bunny in the driver's seat," Nick said, giving a furtive growl.
"Hey!" Judy retorted, breaking from him and pushing his chest so he hit the bed again. "Well, Wilde. You better buckle up." She assumed an enticing pose atop him. "Because the bunny still has the wheel."