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The diminutive vulpine stood there wearing a grumpy expression and a set of brown-furred rabbit pajamas, complete with long, fuzzy ears on the hood. Judy had to clamp both hands over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud, choking down her amusement for the benefit of the little fox's ego. Finnick crossed his arms and glared at her, tapping his foot as he waited for her to get herself under control. Of course, that only ratcheted the hilarity up another few notches, so she buried her face against Nick's side to muffle the laughter as she let loose.

"Y'know, I said this was a bad idea, Nick," the zerda grumbled.

"Hey, you picked your outfit," the red fox rebutted. "I just said to dress in something cute and easily removable."

"If she don't stop laughin', I'm gonna lose my mood."

Judy beat on Nick's leg with a balled fist as the red fox shrugged in response. "What do you expect me to do about it? Gag her?"

"A little support would be nice." Finnick stomped angrily toward the couch and the giggling rabbit.

"Well, why don't you hop on over and give her a reason to stop?" The russet vulpes stripped his mate's trousers off in a swift, often practiced motion, leaving her paw protectors but stealing away her panties. "She's right here..."

The fennec let out a soft rumble, not quite a growl, as he slowed to a stop in front of the still giggling rabbit. He paused, indecisive, for a moment, then grabbed one of her paws, burying his nose against her toes, and took a long sniff, filling his lungs with all the scents she had passed through during the day. Still breathing through her lower digits, his hands crept slowly along her lapine paw and over her ankle, finding the velcro straps that held her paw protectors in place and releasing them. Slowly, he peeled one off, then the other, tossing them away to join her pants and underwear.

"Is..." Finnick began, looking at Nick, then switched his attention to Judy. "Are you okay with... I mean... I like... paws... You've got such soft ones." His hands had migrated back down to massage his thumbs along the undersides of her feet, his fingers lightly stroking the downy fur atop them. "I don't wanna... weird you out or anything."

The rabbit finally managed to master herself enough to let out a soft moan, feeling the tension ease from her lower appendages. "Just keep doing that and you can do whatever you want... Nick, why don't you ever give me paw massages?"

The red fox looked affronted at her faux-accusing gaze. "Why, Carrots, I give you paw massages at least once a week. Of course, I'm usually busy doing other things at the same time, so I'm not surprised that you don't notice, but I'm offended that you'd find my skills lacking in any way."

The bunny let out a giggle, followed by another moan as the miniature vulpine laid a long lick along her paw from heel to toes. It tickled but the warmth and moistness of his tongue was surprisingly erotic.

"D-do that again," Judy stammered, and her toes curled when he did, his thumbs still digging in to ease away the knots that cramped her paws. "O-o-okay... I could get used to this."

"Wellllll..." her mate drawled, "it's not like he really has anywhere else to be."

"Hey!" the fennec snapped. "I got my own hustle, now that you gone straight." He added a mumbled "traitor" under his breath as he resumed licking at the grey-furred paws.

"Finn, c'mon, do you really think you could do better? We've got a nice gig here, nice digs, good and steady pay, and we're on the right side of the law. For once."

"Yeah... well..." the fennec said in between long strokes of his tongue. "We had... a better... gig... when it was.... just... you and me..."

Nick wiped a hand along his muzzle, heaving a long sigh. "Finn, you know how it is. It's me and Judy now, but that doesn't leave you out in the cold. You did that to yourself. We got a place with three rooms for a reason."

The sandy-furred fox took a long look at his larger cousin and lifelong friend. "You serious?"

"Judy, are we serious?" the russet vulpes inquired of his mate, nudging her arm.

"Finnick, we'd love to have you here," Judy agreed, then stuffed her balled fists against her mouth to muffle further laughter. "It'll be good practice for when we have kits!"

Nick slapped a hand against his forehead as the rabbit devolved into more bouts of giggles. The tiny fox glared, shifting his gaze between the two of them.

"I'm sorry! I'm s-sorry! I'm sorry!" the bunny protested, slowly getting herself back under control. "I didn't mean it, Finnick. We would love to have you here. You're Nick's oldest friend, and we know you aren't doing as well as you used to. At least stay here for a little while, until you get your paws back under you."

His expression turned from anger to contemplative, his hands lowering Judy's paws from the level of his muzzle to the level of his chest. "You really mean that. I could really stay with you guys? My van is nice and all, but... It gets lonely these days..."

"Well, grab your stuff," Nick chimed in. "You'll have a whole room to yourself. Just make sure that you do what's scheduled on the chore wheel. She gets 'hopping' mad if you don't."

The rabbit rolled her eyes and gave the fox a light punch on the arm. "Yeah, everyone has to do their part. That's what makes Zootopia work, right?"