Dead Man Walking- A Zootopia FanFiction series
Part 6: Is Blood Thicker than Water?
After he had finished getting his shit together, Patrick turned on the faucet to flush the blood and viscera down the drain. Turning off the tap, he stepped out of the bathroom and walked through to the kitchen. Peering over the countertop, he could easily make out the sleeping form of Nick Wilde on one of the sofas. Looking over at the smaller couch, he could see the ever-alert ears of his girlfriend Judy. Walking over to lean against the back of the couch, he stroked the tips of her ears and kissed them gently, ellicting a shiver of pleasure from her. Pulling himself over the back of the headrests, he plonked himself down and pressed his lips against the end of her small, moist, pink nose, which twitched as he made contact. Laying back, he began to absent-mindedly stroke her ears. Keeping one eye on the wolf bound on the floor and the other on the T. V., he sighed contentedly as Judy leant back into him and snuggled up. Things stayed more or less like that for close to an hour, interrupted only by the occasional groan of pain from the wolf, which was quickly stifled by Pat pulling out his G39 and resting it on his knee. Just as he was beginning to fall asleep, Pat felt a slight pressure on his right thigh. Looking down, he smiled tiredly as he saw Judy gently rubbing herself against his hip. His smile growing, he lifted her onto his lap and stood up, carrying her with him into the bedroom, shutting the door with his foot.
*A.N: Anybody wondering where the fuck the smut went...
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Refer to the C.U rant.
And if someone's read it and thinking "Fucking soft cunts!" don't worry, I completely agree.
*Story again! Yay*
Quickly finishing, he eased out of her and got his clothes back on. Opening the bedroom door and stepping out, he saw that both Nick and the wolf were gone.
TBC...