Dead Man Walking- A Zootopia FanFiction series
Part 3: Playing the Panther
Inside Judy's Car
"So... How'd you wanna spin this Judy?" Pat asked, lying across the back trying to stay conscious as he'd vomited out the morphine before and was doubled over in excruciating pain. Glancing in the rear-view, Judy's face became one of concern. "I'm not sure. I'm still thinking about how to spin it. Anyway, how'd you come to be in Zootopia? Apart from your friends today I haven't seen anyone who looks remotely like you." She said, her eyes traveling up and down his body, trying to compare it to any animal she'd seen, and only remembering an old story about bipedal, furless beings who were civilised like her and inhabited a world similar to theirs. "Believe me love, if I told you, you wouldn't believe me." "Try me." Judy said, a daring, provocative smile on her face. "Fine then. My friends and I used to live on a world called Earth, until we got blown up by a car bomb and sent to Purgatory, where we ended up here." Pat said, the grim look on his face telling Judy all she needed to know. The rest of the ride went by in absolute silence.
*15 minutes later, at Judy's apartment*
"Well, it's not a penthouse... " Judy said, opening the door to her humble abode, having upgraded recently to a 1-bedroom apartment, with furnished living room and kitchen/dining room. "This'll be absolutely fine." Patrick said, stepping over the threshold and taking the slightly cramped space in. "It's small enough to be cute and cozy, much like yourself if you don't mind me saying." He said, grinning at the blush that was visible even through her gray fur. "See? It's positively adorable, the house too." He said, grinning even wider as the blush became almost lumeniscent through her fur. "But anyway." Patrick finally said, Judy silently thanking her lucky stars that she hadn't fainted from embarrassment. "Away from the obvious flirting and back to more serious matters. Where am I going to sleep? Now that couch is way too small for me, and I'm guessing that there's only one bed in this place and before you even offer, I'm not letting you sleep on the couch in your own home. Which means... " He said, a grin and slight blush of his own forming. Smirking at what he was suggesting, Judy made eye contact as she said: "You just want to sleep with me, don't you?" She said, laughing and blushing at her straight-forwardness and at how his eyes lit up at what she'd so blatantly implied. "Well if you must put it like that... " He smirked, almost drooling as the rabbit lifted her arms and seductively swung her hips from side to side as she walked into her bedroom, making a 'come here' gesture with one finger. Obliging, Patrick walked over and sat on the bed and laid back as she gently pushed him onto his back and laid her head against his chest as she laid on her side, her legs splayed to either side of his wound. "Are you particularly hungry or do you just want to sleep?" Judy asked, gazing up at his face and wondering why she was acting like this around someone she barely knew, answering her own question almost as soon as it had been asked. Nick had found an attractive vixen, and she was feeling lonely, as well as there was something about this human (Pat had told Judy what species he was on the walk up the stairs) that made her feel heat between her legs. And judging by his brashness and certain tightness in his pants she could see, he felt a similar way.
Wondering what it could mean and how this would end, she could only come to one conclusion. 'Tonight is going to be interesting.'