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Officer Hopps and Officer Wilde were up to no good—if kinky handcuffs, sweaty fur and curling toes counted as “no good.” “Now I know why your last name’s Wilde,” Judy said in a thick, sultry tone, legs spread, ankles attached to the ceiling via a sophisticated pulley mechanism. She hissed through her teeth and gripped the chain of the handcuff affixed to the bedpost as Nick hit her G-spot. “Speak for yourself, Carrots.” Nick’s tail swished and his toe claws dug into the crumpled sheets—a surefire sign he was going to blow. “The handcuffs were your idea.” “Part and parcel of being one of Zootopia’s finest,” said Judy, craning her neck and noticing Nick’s hands squeezing her thighs. “You going to shoot your load, you sly fox?” “Ugh, fuck, Officer Toot Toot, it ain’t going to be wet cement this time!” “‘Officer Toot Toot’? Nick, you bastard, still holding a grudge over that stroller?” Nick, teeth bared, eyes squeezed shut, thrusting as if his life depended on it, opened his maw to answer, but Judy cut him off. “Wow, Nick, hold that thought.” The tennis ball–sized puff of fur that was her tail flicked. “You’re going to freaking make me do it, too!” she said, toes gnarling up, the insides of her ears turning ever so slightly pink. “Yes, yes, yes, keep angling like that!” The rabbit arched her torso into the warm, sex-soaked air, fully expecting an imminent wave of intense pleasure . . . . . . that never came, because Nick yanked his cock out and began pumping it furiously. “Nick, what the heck are you doing!” The fox grunted and coated her stomach, her bare breasts and pink, erect nipples, the white bottoms of her feet, the bed, and the walls, all of it in seed. “Sweet cheese and crackers, I literally just said I was going to have my orgasm!” Her eyes tracked each string of warm cum. “You have got to be kidding me right now, Nick!” Nick shivered and huffed, nostrils flaring, as two final squirts landed on her glistening pussy lips. “Fuck, I’m sorry, Carrots,” he said, tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. He took a deep breath and squeezed the last of it out. “Didn’t we talk about kids? I thought we weren’t ready for them yet.” Judy blinked rapidly and her face pinched in exasperation. “I meant adoption! Different species, genius! Nick, seriously?” Nick grabbed hold of his tail in embarrassment and looked up to the side. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right. Force of habit. Moment got to me.” “Speaking of moment.” Judy cleared her throat. She leaned her head back onto the pillow and thrust her ass, her twitching clitoris and pussy lips towards the fox. “I’m losing the orgasm; I need you to finish me off, hurry!” Nick understood and sprung into action—he wedged two curled fingers into Judy’s lips and used his other hand to massage her clit. “You sure have come a long way,” he said, trademark smug grin plastered on his face. “I remember you practically crapping your carrot-print panties when I took you to that naturalist club.” Judy snickered at the memory, which quickly morphed into a moan when Nick applied ample pressure to the clit rubdown. “These guys . . . they be naked,” she said, mimicking Nick’s supercilious tone. “Oh, jeez, and this bunny . . . she be—” [i]“Take me down to the Pawradise City where the grass is green and the mice are pretty!”[/i] Axolotl Rose’s high tenor voice squeezed the life out of Judy’s imminent orgasm, like a boa constrictor would a hapless squirrel. “No! What now?” Judy exclaimed, shooting a horrified glance at her iCarrot. Her lips clenched, not in orgasm, but in shock, and her little pink nipples thudded along with her heart. Nick paused, too, hand wedged deep in Judy. A drop of Judy’s pussy juice spotted the pawprint duvet cover beneath her. [center] [i]Mom & Dad would like to MuzzleTime[/i] [/center] Below the ominous message was a picture of Judy’s mom and dad—him with a green cap, her head leaning on his shoulder. “Shoot! You gotta pick up!” rasped Judy over the Guns N’ Rodents frontman. “You know how they are! If I don’t, they’re going to keep calling.” “All right!” Nick pulled his paw out of the frustrated rabbit and went for the phone, his now flaccid cock dangling between his legs, pre and cum dribbling onto the cedarwood as he padded towards the nightstand. “Put it on speaker! Hurry, I want to get this over with and have my orgasm!” Nick complied; he answered and promptly tapped the little speaker icon, leaving a squished droplet of Judy’s juice on the screen. “Hey, Jude the Dude!” Stuart Hopps’ voice pierced through the silence. “Dad! Hi! I, uh, I’m kind of in the middle of something.” “Sweetheart?” said Bonnie, hopping into frame. “How come I can’t see you? Is that the ceiling? I see you did some renovation . . . Oh, I love it! Is that some newfangled art style? I see some dark streaks.” Nick’s eyes widened and he clamped his muzzle shut with his paw. Judy scowled and shook her head at him. “Yeah, hehe, you could say something like that.” “Bon’s right, though,” said Stuart, scratching his chin. “What’s gotten you so busy you can’t even let us see you?” “Well, uh,” said Judy, racking her brains as Nick got back into position in front of her spread legs, the mattress creaking beneath him. “It’s kind of a surprise, which is why I can’t show you!” She clenched her teeth at the absolute bullshit excuse. But Nick found it amusing, and, sly fox that he was, he decided to have some sly fun. “Well, OK, Jude the Dude, care to give us a hint at least?” “That’d ruin the surprise, it—” Before Judy could get another word in, a salacious gasp escaped her, which she quickly bit back; she glared down at the fox, who returned the stare, muzzle around her pussy. “Sweetheart? You OK there?” asked Bonnie. “Never better, Mom, I just—oh, fudge!” Judy’s eyes rolled back for a split second as Nick’s tongue lapped at her clit. “Fudge? Is that what you’re making?” said her dad. “It’s a lot safer than prowling the streets with all those hoodlums out there, Bon, that’s for sure!” “Yes! Hehe, fudge, that’s the surprise I meant, whoops, guess the cat’s out of the bag!” Judy stared daggers at Nick, who returned the favor by vigorously tonguing inside her folds, lapping up her juices. Judy bit her lips, and her toes curled hard, one ear drooping over her eye. She thought she heard someone say something, but the delicious tingling between her legs was too good to ignore. “Honey, you there? Hello?” said Stu. Nick’s maw let go of her red lips and he mouthed, “Aren’t you going to answer, Carrots?” The smug grin didn’t waver for a second. Keeping the death glare locked on him, Judy said, “Sorry, Dad, kind of got distracted for a second.” “No problem, kiddo. Your mom was saying that we should probably turn in now—we got 275 little bunnies to tuck in, after all!” “Yes, Mom, Dad! I’ll definitely talk to you soon, hopefully with, uh, some fudge to show you!” “Good night, Jude the Dude!” said Stu. “Sweet dreams, sweetheart!” Bonnie chimed in. “Buh-bye!” Judy said, trying to sound as sweet and polite as possible, without a hint of nervousness or sexual frustration. Bonnie’s finger pressed where the camera would be on their phone, and the MuzzleTime call mercifully came to an end. “Fudge, huh?” asked Nick, legs kicked up behind him, resting his head on his hand. “You! Fox!” Judy thrust her sex into his face, toes scrunched up, ears pricked up. “I am going to give you the biggest butt-whooping this side of the ecosystem when I get out of this, but right now, I need you to eat me out with that amazing tongue of yours, Nick!” “My, my, Judy, someone’s a little horny bun! Sure you don’t want to look up fudge recipes first?” “We’ll get to that later! Right now I need you to get rid of this bunny situation; I need you to make me climax once and for all!” Not breaking eye contact, Nick once again wrapped his muzzle around the desperate rabbit’s pussy. “Yesssssssss,” she whispered, eyes zoning out, a silly smile spreading across her face, ears going completely limp. “Right there, right there. Yes, tongue it, then the lips, but focus up there, please, oh my gosh, where did you learn to do that with your tongue, you sly fox? No, no, no, don’t answer, ’cause you’ll stop, and I don’t want you to [i]stooooooop[/i], oh my gosh. Oh, yes, OK, up there now, up there! Keep licking up there!” Judy’s torso stretched out, bracing. Her hands gripped the handcuff chains tight, and her hips rocked back and forth. “Shoot, I’m going to freaking orgasm, Nick!” Right before the rabbit’s sex could convulse in climax, before Judy’s frame could thrash in pleasure, before grunts, groans and moans of sweet, sweet release could fill the room . . . [i]Bzzzz-bzzzz![/i] Nick let go and squinted at his nightstand to see who’d decided to call at such an inopportune moment. Judy’s entire body jerked as if she’d been zapped with a bazillion volts of electricity. “Screw your phone right now, Nick!” she yelled, veins standing out in her neck at the line where gray fur met white. “Can’t you see I’m right there? I’m going insane here!” Nick slowly raised his head, a drop of Judy’s pussy juice zigzagging down the side of his muzzle and disappearing into his fur. “Carrots, I swear, ever since you got that badge, you’ve lost your manners.” The fox hopped off the bed and strolled to the nightstand with a very obvious spring in his step. “My manners? What do you mean? No, no, no, where are you going! Nick, my orgasm!” The pulleys creaked as Judy, uselessly, kicked her legs. “What do I mean? Come on, when an old friend calls, aren’t you supposed to entertain them? For old times’ sake?” “Who the heck is so important? Whatever, look, it doesn’t matter, they can wait! My orgasm’s literally going away!” A couple of seconds later, the naked fox held the buzzing phone’s screen in front of Judy’s horrified, wide eyes. “Nick, no . . .” Judy said, voice a faint whimper, ears drooping slack against the sides of her face. “I’m begging you, ignore him!” Her nose twitched. “Don’t pick up!” Nick tutted and tickled Judy’s chin. “See what I told you, Carrots? Manners.” Without wasting a moment, he accepted the call. “Flash, Flash, hundred-yard dash! How you doin’, buddy?”