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This story was written for Lightweaver. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults, elements of rough sex, heat-play, and takes place in Zootopia. :3

Losing Control - Part One

The more Judy spent time with Nick, the more she loved that dumb fox.

It went both ways of course, and over the months since Nick's graduation from the ZPD academy and their partnership had blossomed in more ways than one they had both proven and given voice to that fact time and time again. But still, it never failed to surprise and delight the rabbit with just how deep her affection for that man truly ran. Even now, as they chilled out together after another long and wearisome shift, she couldn't stop glancing up from her phone just to catch a glimpse of him. He was so cute, but at the same time he looked so serious and studious engaged as he currently was.

They were lying on her bed, Judy's head laid back upon the pillows while Nick sat at a ninety degree angle, back to the wall as he flipped through a book. Her feet were resting upon his outstretched legs, bobbing gently to the music being fed into her ears by wired buds, but beyond that she did nothing to move or in any way attempt to distract Nick from his reading. He loved to read. Whenever he finished whatever book he was devouring at that moment, they'd stop at the Zootopia central library on the way back from work to pick up something else. It didn't matter what. Fiction or factual. Mystery or romance. The latest summer hit or a worn, established classic. For as much as she had teased him, and indeed continued to about his past as a stereotypically sly con-artist, Judy deeply admired Nick's thirst for knowledge. He may have used it to enhance his grifts in times gone by, but that wasn't why he had done in then, and certainly wasn't why he continued to do it now.

He read because he loved to read. He loved to learn. He loved to-

"Carrots? Hey, hello in there?"

Judy's cheeks flushed as she realised there was suddenly a hand waving in front of her face, and that Nick's own features were now no longer patiently focused on his book, but smirking at her as he gestured with his free hand for her to pull out her ear-buds to acknowledge him. She did so, giggling bashfully.

"Sorry, what's up?"

The fox raised an eyebrow, chuckling softly as his eyes lingered tenderly upon Judy's beautiful face.

"That's what I was gonna ask you. Not that I blame you, I am devastatingly handsome after all..."

He ran a hand back over his ears and wiggled his eyebrows. Judy snorted with laughter, and drummed her feet playfully against the side of Nick's nearest leg. He just smirked, continuing to address her.

"...but, any particular reason you were looking at me like that?"

With her face getting even more red beneath its grey and white fur, Judy could only shrug and gently, apologetically shake her head.

"No. Sorry, I was just... I dunno, it's nothing. You're cute, is all."

Nick threw his head back, laughing and pressing his free hand to his chest as though deeply touched.

"Well, coming from a bunny, that's certainly high praise. But, you're sure? It just looked like you were waiting for something. Expectant, y'know? And... well, if you have something you wanna tell me, Carrots... if you just wanna talk, to say anything no matter whether it's important or not? I'm always happy to listen. You know that."

Judy beamed. She did know that, and it meant to the world to her. Letting slip a deep and satisfied sigh, the bunny shuffled across towards the edge of the bed and set down her phone on the bedside cabinet. She rolled over onto her side, and softly petted the unoccupied majority of the pillow. Nick smiled and immediately moved to fill that empty space. He lay down before reaching over Judy to set his book down next to her phone, and on the way back couldn't resist allowing his fingers to caress and tease at the length of the rabbit's soft, oh so slightly floppy ears. Judy giggled, squirmed, and shuffled closer to the fox. Her fox.

"It really wasn't anything in particular. Just... you. You make me happy, Nick. You make me feel safe, and loved, and... just, happy to be here, with you."

The bunny's face was getting redder and redder with every word, and by the time she fell silent at the end of what had been a much sappier few sentences than she'd expected, all she could do was bury her face in Nick's bare, fuzzy chest. She squirmed as his strong hands ran up and down her back a couple of times, before settling and cuddling her closer still against his form. She drew in deep lungfuls of his scent, gentle, softened but not eradicated by blueberry scented soap and water, then began to plant gentle kisses upon the soft skin beneath that lush white chest-fur.

"I love you, Judy."

Nick spoke those words both casually, and with the reverence they deserved. Love wasn't something that had come easily to Nick, and even now he was every bit as scared of it as he was overwhelmed with happiness at the fact that day after day, minute after minute, he found himself wrapped up within it. With his right paw still cradling the rabbit's bare back as she snuggled up against him, her body clad in a pair of lilac panties just as he was dressed only in some blue and white checked boxers, his other paw rose to the back of her head, then to her ears. He teased them between his fingers, stroking, bending, scratching gently at their base. He felt Judy's feet flexing, her toes pressing into his thighs, and grinned as she gave a little whimper between her flurry of fond pecks to his chest. She was so adorable. So sweet, and small, and... god, he could just eat her up.

His cheeks flushed as that thought crossed his mind, or rather, that thought worded in that particular way. His fingers continued to tease at the bunny's ears for a short while as over and over his mind replayed that same thought. He felt Judy's smaller body pressing closer and closer to him, and even when her kisses stopped, she wrapped flung her right arm and leg over his torso to ensure that they remained every bit as intimately entwined. Her head tilted back, and she peered up at the silent, red faced fox. Her own cheeks were still rosy, but her eyes shone with a joy, and a warm sincerity as she spoke up.

"So, when I was looking at you earlier... I was thinking, about how you love to... m-mmhmhh... read."

Nick chuckled, two fingers scratching between Judy's ears with their clawed tips and driving the bunny's eyes to roll in their sockets with pleasure even as she tried to talk with him.

"I really do. Books are... well, they've always been there for me. A person can manipulate the facts. A teacher can teach you opinion over truth if it serves their purpose better. But books... even if what the author wrote is a lie, you can read it, understand every word, and analyse what they mean, what they could, or even should mean."

Fox and bunny looked at one another, and Judy beamed, nodding warmly. She still found it hard to imagine the kind of upbringing that she knew Nick had received, his loving mother able to do so little to protect him from a world that wanted to paint foxes as nothing but trouble. But given what he had shared with her, it made sense that he would find such comfort in the written word. Books were open and honest, far more so than even the most well meaning individual. They had helped Nick understand the world, its good points and its bad. They had helped Nick manipulate and use fact to overcome others' bias and prejudice, and now, that same knowledge helped him understand how he could work to better the world little by little, day by day, regardless of what other people might have assumed of him.

"Every time I see you reading, I... I wish I could be inside your head. I wish I could share that passion you have for every word. You don't just read a book, you devour it."

Tenderly the rabbit wriggled her way up the fox's torso a little more, half squirming against the bed and half against Nick himself, until finally her twitching pink nose was close enough to his that she could feel his hot breath washing out across her face. She pecked him on the lips, and giggled as he responded with a playful lick from the very tip of his tongue. It was difficult for them to share any sort of deep or lengthy kiss given the respective sizes of their mouths, but that never stopped them from trying. She kissed him. She pressed her lips to his muzzle, and they held themselves there, frozen in the tenderness of that act for a little while. Only when Judy withdrew of her own volition did Nick reply to her comment, and even then, only after giving her a more lengthy, slurping stroke of his tongue across the length of her blushing face.

"You should be able to understand how I feel about books, Carrots. Just... take how I feel about you. How much I love you. Respect you. Admire you. How much I'm turned on by you. Just, apply that to books instead, only... y'know, a bit more than I do for you."

Judy squealed with laughter, and pounded two clenched fists in a mock attempt at physical retaliation against Nick's chest.

"Rude, Nick! You're such a bastard."

Grinning as he flailed and thrashed, allowing himself to be beaten down by the rabbit's flurry of teasing blows, Nick waited perhaps twenty or thirty seconds before fighting back, rolling both himself and Judy over upon the bed. He pinned the bunny under him, leaning down close so the whole weight of his torso was holding her to the bed, and gave a tender growl. He licked her face again, then nuzzled under her chin and first licked, then nipped at her throat. The rabbit's giggles rapidly trailed off, and Nick felt her arms and legs trembling as they wrapped around his body. He kissed her again, then nipped and nibbled a second time. He nuzzled at her fluffy chest, the mounds of her breasts barely visible, but what flesh there was surrounding her raised, delicate nipples so plump and malleable to the touch. By the time he stopped his flurry of nips and nuzzles, Judy's face was flushed, and her eyes heavy with intimate, joyous excitement. She panted as she threw her arms around his neck, and Nick rolled them once again so that now she lay astride his bare chest, the two of them remaining affectionately face to face.

"You wanna know what I was reading, Carrots?"

Judy murmured happily. What she really wanted was to kiss Nick. To kiss him over and over and over again, and then have him use that powerful muzzle to do... well, to do alls sorts of wonderful things to her. But this? This was good too. She nodded, and with her hands retreating from their embrace around the male's neck she folded them beneath her chin, propping herself up as she rested casually astride Nick's torso.

"It's a popular science book from a few years back. One of the ones by the documentary maker, David Attenbearough. Y'know the one? Soft voice. Talks about bugs and fish like they're beautiful women. A bear."

Judy giggled, nodding and motioning for Nick to continue. He craned his neck up and lapped just once at her beautiful, beaming face before doing so.

"It's a history of comparative evolution. It explains the theories on how all the various mammalian species of our world managed to evolve to our current state, beyond any savage impulses and any idea of a mammalian food chain..."

They both shuddered. The very idea of that, mammals eating mammals, was intensely distasteful.

"But, it goes into the more sociological implications too. Forget eating food. Think of all the species, all the diversity... how did we all make it? How did so few species go extinct through tribal warfare and stuff before we all started to band together; to form communities, cities based around countless different species. There's this one theory... prey evolved first. Species like you. Rabbits, mice, then antelope, maybe some of the larger herbivores like elephants too. You were able to outsmart the predators who were still mostly savage. You were able to find those who showed promise... and as predator populations began to find food grow more and more short of food as with every generation prey were able to build more sophisticated defences that were beyond a predator's ability, those burgeoning civilisations of prey animals began to feed the predators. To fish. To farm insects. To give us a sustainable source of food that you could grow in places that weren't necessary for your crops."

Chuckling, Nick glanced towards the book on the bedside table, then back up at Judy.

"Much as it pains me to admit it, if that theory was ever proven correct? It kinda proves once and for all... compared to you, evolutionarily speaking, I really am just a dumb fox. And you? You're a highly evolved superbunny compared not just to me, but all predatory species."

He meant it as a joke, but Judy didn't smile. In fact she looked a little annoyed, frowning at the fox and jabbing an elbow against his chest, forcing him to gasp and cease his playful grinning.

"Don't say that, Nick. Predators... you, you're not less evolved. That's a terrible thing to say. It's been proven time and time again, there is no measurable difference in intelligence, in any aspect of mental function between predators and prey. Not either way. We joke about it... dumb bunny, sly fox... but that's all it is, Nick. Jokes. The way that book makes it sound, it's like you're saying prey kept predatory species as pets. But what if... what if predators recognised the prey growing smarter, growing harder to hunt and catch, and made their own smart decisions? What if they realised it would be easier to fish. To farm insects. Maybe they asked prey for help. Maybe they did it independently. Hell, what evidence is there to say that prey didn't learn crop farming techniques from seeing predators cultivating insect populations?"

The fox and bunny looked at one another for a few seconds after Judy fell silent, Nick giving Judy time to calm down a little, and Judy taking the time to do the same. When she spoke again her voice was more measured, and while she was by no means apologetic for her opinion, she could see on Nick's face that he was, and that made her feel awful. He had, after all, just been telling her what the book said. Not that he agreed.

"I... I like to think that savagery wasn't selected out of predators by prey. The idea that we let those who were too savage just... I dunno, starve, while we kept the nice predators well fed? It's kinda horrifying if that was true. Besides, knowing what we know today... especially after the Nighthowler incident, that doesn't make sense. All predators and prey retail some of those primal instincts. Sure, it's way more taboo for a predator to get all toothy and growly rather than a prey species being alert or nervous. But we know not to take it too far. Not to demand that predators remain totally calm and placid at all times. I mean, how would we even enforce such a rule? Prey only safe zones? Shock collars? Sounds less like Zootopia and more like some sort of Zoo-Dystopia."

Smirking, Nick raised an eyebrow. Judy couldn't help but giggle.

"Punning aside though... you get my point, right? The idea that predators or prey are superior... the idea that any species, any group are above others thanks to evolution or culture or... anything really, it's all wrong. It's all against the whole ideal of this city, of the ZPD. I mean, look at us. Bunny cop. Fox cop. And even beyond our jobs, a bunny and a fox in a relationship. Equals. Right?"

Nick nodded with genuine sincerity, and once more thrust his neck forward to peck Judy upon the muzzle. He couldn't hold back his humour for long though, and followed it up with a haughty, purposefully chauvinistic...

"If you say so, dear."

The rabbit squealed with laughter, and once more her fists drummed against Nick's chest. She soon settled again though, and sighed happily as Nick wrapped his arms around her and rolled them onto their sides. She shuffled up the bed so they were both resting with their heads on the pillows, noses touching and eyes warmly admiring the one they so openly adored. They lay silently for some time, just thinking about what they'd said, what they'd shared. It was Nick who broke that lengthy silence a little while later, but when he did so his voice was a surprisingly low whisper. Not one of intimacy or tenderness, but almost like he was embarrassed by what he was saying. Ashamed, even, given what had come before.

"I... I agree with you Judy, I really do. But..."

He trailed off, waiting to see the rabbit's reaction to the simple fact there was a but at all. She just looked at him curiously. Not pre-judging. Waiting, patient and ready to listen. His cheeks flushed, and though he didn't quite manage a smile, he felt close to doing so as he considered just how lucky a guy he was.

"...but, sometimes? I do wish I could be a little more, what did you call it? Toothy? Growly? Not in public. Not when I'm working, of course. But, it's like... well, you mentioned the Nighthowlers. Remember when we were going over the statements of the predators who had been infected afterwards? Combing through their experiences for any details we felt should be included in our comments at Bellwether's trial? They all said the same thing about the effects of the Nighthowlers. As horrible as it was, as sick as it made them feel to think about being so utterly out of control, there was one element of it that not one of them denied. With their every aggressive and primal impulse set loose, it felt like the most visceral freedom. That word was in all of their descriptions. Freedom."

Judy looked deeper still into her lover's eyes. She wanted to understand. To have the threads connect, and everything he was saying make perfect sense. But it didn't. Not yet, thus she kept on listening as Nick too struggled to find the words.

"Judy. When I'm with you... I don't hold back my love. I don't hold back my laughter. I don't even hold back tears, if I have any to spare after a hard case. You know that. But... I do hold back. No matter how much I tell myself I won't, I've been taught my whole life not to bear my teeth. Not to growl above a certain volume or in a certain register. And I wish... I wish that I didn't have to. That I could find some way to give you everything I have inside of me. Some way to show you that... how much I love you? How much you can know... you can see, you can feel that I love you? That's barely scratching the surface. But... I worry that if I was able to? I just... I wish there was some way that was safe, y'know. Not as extreme as chowing down on a Nighthowler and ending up like I pretended in the museum..."

The bunny cut in, lightening the mood with a theatrical flailing and a playful cry as she fell limp.

"Blood. Blood. Bleh!"

Nick smirked, and lapped fondly at her face as she re-animated and began to giggle.

"...but, y'know. I wish I could be more... I dunno, free with my primal side. To show you that under this suave, slick exterior... the savage Nick still just wants to fuck you all night long, but... more, y'know? Rougher. Long and hard enough to give even your bunny libido a run for its money."

Again silence fell over the pair as they considered this idea, though this time a more intimate and heated silence. Cheeks flushed as they looked at one another, both shivering slightly as their barely clothed bodies reacted to the ideas that Nick's hypothetical proposition couldn't help but provoke. They scooted closer to one another. Closer, closer still. Hands roamed, breaths escaped more quickly and urgently, hot air washing out over the other's face. Judy could feel Nick's arousal straining in his underwear, pressing between her legs and coming so close to grinding at the crotch of her very own panties. She wiggled one last time, and gave a whimper as all of a sudden that was exactly what the fox's arousal was doing. He gasped, and whined. He didn't growl, but Judy could see it plastered all over his face, he wanted to. To bare his teeth. To pin her to the bed just as he had pinned her down in the museum. Teeth to her throat. Snarling. Eyes wide and mind consumed by primal urges.

He wanted to do it so badly... and now that she thought about it, now that her mind replayed that scene they'd played out in the museum with this new filter of awareness cast over it, so too did she. Badly. So, so very badly.

"Nick. If... if there was a way? A way to... to experience that, freedom... but without the violence of Nighthowlers? You're telling me you'd want to explore it? I mean... together. You'd want us to share that?"

The fox shuddered. It was so obvious that every last little bit of him wanted to just cry out yes. To snarl it as he pinned Judy to the bed and began to fuck her right there and then. But not only was he not forward or brash enough to say that, he was too respectful, too good a man to just say yes regardless of the fact that the question Judy had posed involved both of them, not just himself.

"I... if you wanted to as well, Carrots? And, if I was sure... if I could be certain I wouldn't hurt you, or scare you? Then, sure. But Judy... please, please don't think I'm saying this to mean in any way that I'm not happy with what we have right now. It's easy to dream of more. But, it's even easier to take what you have... what I have, for granted. And I won't ever let myself do that. All I want... all I need, is you. And for as long as you're willing to grant me that privilege? For as long as I can continue to earn it... I couldn't, I won't dare expect anything more than that."

Judy whimpered happily.

"Oh Nick..."

She squeaked bashfully as once more she was rolled over, the fox pulling himself up over her, and kissing her deeply. He nuzzled at her own button of a nose. He licked her, and then yet again he began to kiss and nip his way down her exposed and vulnerable throat as she threw back her head, gasping but willingly granting him access, alongside her complete and total trust.

"Oh Nick."

Her own words echoed themselves as he continued to descend however, licking his way across her chest, kissing and nuzzling at her belly, before finally his teeth delicately grasped at the front of her underwear, and delicate fingers began to tease them down alongside the tugging of his jaws.

One more time Judy gasped to the fox as he pulled down her underwear, only for his muzzle to return to her now bare crotch. His hands stopped being delicate, and he lifted her legs up, spreading them wide. The bunny's face flushed, but her toes were already curled in anticipation, and her ears flushed as bright in their interior as her cheeks. His hot breath washed out over her exposed nether regions, and as his tongue began to lick at this newly exposed target, Judy cried out to him in shameless, pleasure-stricken joy.

"Oh! N-Nick!"

***************

The following week was fairly uneventful beyond the usual parade of jailing bad guys and helping out Zootopia's more law abiding citizens whenever possible. Indeed the most notable thing that happened was Nick being informed that due to a scheduling error his days off that week were going to be changed, meaning that for once he and Judy now had a whole weekend when neither one of them were working. He was suspicious of course, and the way both Judy and Clawhauser grinned when he asked them about it made him even more so, but as their Friday shifts ended and they returned home together there were no surprises, no big revelations. Just him and Judy making their way back home, doing a little grocery shopping and the usual end of week errands on the way.

One of these errands, a fairly standard one by all accounts, was stopping off at the local post office. Quite often they received parcels from the Hopps family farm; care packages full of fruit and veggies, not to mention the occasional pie or other pastry from Gray's bakery, and today was no exception. In actual fact, there were two parcels. One large one, stamped with the customs stickers declaring the various fruits and vegetables present within that was addressed to them both, and a second, smaller package addressed to Judy alone, written in her mother's handwriting.

It was this package that Nick turned over and over in his paws as Judy drove them the rest of the way home, glancing at the rabbit, then down at the package again, then up at her once more. He didn't know what exactly, but there was something about this parcel that set his instincts off. Not some primal or savage instinct of course, but those that had served him well on the grift for many years. This package was part of a plan. A scheme. And suddenly, though he didn't know why, Nick was almost certain that whatever had caused his schedule to be so happily rearranged lay somewhere between Judy's brain, and the contents of the parcel clutched in his paws.

Sure enough, as soon as they got settled at home, Nick found Judy approaching him with that parcel in hand and a wry smile upon her flushed, obviously excited face. She had already disrobed down to a t-shirt and her underwear, but as Nick's bare chested body settled down on the edge of the bed with his head tilted curiously to one side, she handed him the parcel and promptly tugged off her t-shirt. She scrambled up to join him on the bed in her panties alone, and when she took the parcel back it was with a warm, proud giggle as she noted the swelling already beginning to make itself known within Nick's pale green boxer shorts.

"Do you already know what's in here? Something certainly has you excited."

She jiggled the parcel carefully, beginning to untie the string bow tied around its brown paper clad form. Her cheeks flushed however when Nick shook his head, and murmured with obvious desire as he reached out and caressed one of her bare thighs.

"No, but... should it? Coz, it's already hot enough having a pretty bunny like you stripping off in front of me. Add some extra accessory into the mix, and... well, I dunno how I'm gonna handle that, Carrots."

Nick considered this for a moment, then with a chuckle added...

"Although, I dunno if that'll track, given that your mom sent us that package. Bonnie's sweet and all, but she never struck me as the most adventurous or liberal type of lady. No offence."

Giggling, Judy rolled her eyes.

"None taken. Besides, you're right. And what's in this package, it's definitely not adventurous. In fact, it's very traditional. Something that the rabbits of Bunnyborrows have been using for hundreds of years."

She pulled the paper off the package, and revealed a small, clear plastic bag containing a number of dried, greyish green leaves. She held them up, and waved them in front of Nick's face. His look of excitement diminished slightly, though his curiosity remained unchanged. The rabbit smirked, and explained a little more to help her lover understand.

"This leaf, it has... properties. Like catnip, only... well, cats kinda let the you know what out of the bag with that one. It became something everyone heard about, so, it became regulated. It became industrialised. Now catnip is something you can buy in specialist stores, but only with a permit, and it's certainly not something you're allowed to grow at home without a license. This, on the other hand... this is a little secret that rural rabbits have hung onto, and haven't bothered the rest of the world with. So, it's stayed in our ball-park. We don't over-use it. We don't need to use it at all, most of the time. But it's always an option. And right now... it seems like it's an option that we could have a lot of fun with."

Pulling herself to her feet upon the bed, Judy leaned over and kissed Nick gently on the nose as he continued to watch her with confused wonder. He watched as she hopped down off the bed, darted out of the bedroom, and then back in just a handful of moments later clutching a few more items in her hands. A small, shallow bowl, a pestle and mortar, and a box of matches. The rabbit set the plate and bowl down upon the bedside cabinet, and the mortar and pestle alongside them. She up-ended the contents of the small packet into the mortar itself, and beamed at Nick as she began to grind the leaves up.

"Do you remember our talk last week?"

The fox knew immediately what she was referencing. His brain connected the dots, and though there were still gaps to be filled, he wouldn't have been much of a cop if they weren't themselves fairly easy to fill. His eyes got wider still, curiosity blossoming back into excitement, but with a little nervousness mixed in for good measure.

"Yeah. But... Judy, remember what I said at the end. I'm not going to do anything that might mean I hurt you, or take things too far. It's not worth that risk. And... if those leaves there are anything like nighthowlers, I don't want anything to do with them. Sure, it'd be fun to lose control. I admit that. But... it would be hell. Hell, Judy, to wake up from whatever loss of control I face, and realise that I've maybe done something to upset you, or hurt you, or... or worse."

The look on the rabbit's face in that moment showed Nick that she truly was grateful for his concern. But the smile that blossomed soon afterwards told the fox that whatever he had presumed those leaves to be, he was wrong. Sure enough, Judy clarified with a warm giggle.

"Silly fox. These leaves won't make you lose control. They won't do anything to you, not directly at least. It's me they'll effect. You heard me before. This is an ancient rabbit tradition. It's me that'll be losing control. And it's me that will make you lose control, because of what it does to me. Do you understand?"

With the dried leaves now ground into coarse powder, Judy removed the pestle from the mortar and tipped its contents into the shallow bowl. She smiled patiently at the fox as he watched her with ever building wonder and excitement, now clearly trying to manage his expectations as he spoke again so as not to get too worked up only to be disappointed.

"I... I think so? But, if you're saying that these leaves will send you into some sort of... what? An artificial heat? Carrots... I'll do anything for you that I can, but making my body react to bunny pheromones? That's not something I can control."

Once more, Judy giggled, and finally she came clean about the leaves' true effects. Of course, she didn't say that she'd never used them before. She didn't say that she'd only heard stories, and hadn't even been sure they were a real thing before asking her mom about them in a very awkward but necessary conversation on the phone at the end of the last weekend. But what she did say was all that Nick had been hoping to hear. All that he needed for those nerves to begin to fade, and his trust in Judy's reassurances flooding his body with ever growing delight at the prospect of what she was now offering him.

"These leaves... they actually come from a weed that's fairly common in parts of Bunnyburrows. And the truth is, they are related, albeit distantly to the nighthowlers. But while its the flowers of the nighthowler that release the toxin that can drive any animal savage, its the leaves... or rather, the burned smoke from these leaves, that makes them effective. We call them wildfire, because that's rumoured to be how they were first discovered. A fire swept through a patch of untended grassland where these weeds were common. And rather than fighting it... once the rabbits of the local area were subjected to inhaling the smoke... they began to mate. To fuck. Not just till the smoke cleared, but for the best part of a day afterwards."

Nick shivered, unable to deny how erotic that scene sounded; dozens, perhaps hundreds of adult bunnies going at it wherever they were, in their homes, out in the fields and streets of the town. Anywhere and everywhere, driven not savage, but certainly wild by the effects of the burned weed.

"I'll bet the birth rate shot up a couple of months after that, huh?"

Judy grinned, and delivered the final, and most vital piece of information yet.

"Yeah. But... not quite as high as you'd think. If it were a normal heat or rut, the men would be drawn to the women and vice versa. Sure, you'd have ended up with a lot of mismatched couples, but lots of babies for all of them. But the heat that Wildfire induces? It... well, it doesn't really conform to the normal boundaries. It just makes you... the person feeling it, and whoever's around that person at the time, want sex. Need it, even. But, do you care who that sex comes from? Hell no. I've known rabbits to take it while they were alone, just to enjoy the thrill of a whole day driving themselves to orgasm after orgasm. I've known one of my sisters to take some when one of her best friends was in her natural heat, so that rather than going off and getting knocked up by the first guy she met? She'd spend her heat humping my sister instead and feel just as satisfied for it. And of course... I've known other interspecies couples to share it too. My second cousin Maureen, who married a hare. Our friend of the family Trevor and the ewe he's been dating for the last couple of years. And our friend Gideon, of course. A fox. Apparently he always keeps a stock of Wildfire in his room, and more than one of my brothers have gone home with him after a delivery to the farm on the promise that he'd burn some for them."

The fox's eyes were bulging by the time Judy fell silent, and he immediately clarified that very last statement.

"So... w-when a rabbit, man or woman, is under the influence of it, Gideon... he... he felt it too? He was affected? He was..."

Judy beamed, and she licked her lips as she picked up the box of matches.

"I remember my brother's exact words when they told me about those nights. It wasn't just them. It wasn't just Gideon trying to keep up. He was driven by the scent of their rut, and left just as desperate... just as out of control with desire as they were."

Without waiting for Nick to say or do anything more, Judy struck a match and held it out over the bowl of crushed leaves. She smiled at the fox sitting on the edge of the bed, his boxer shorts tented by his arousal and his eyes wide. She smiled, and patiently waited as the flame began to burn along the length of the match, towards her fingers.

Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long.

Nick whimpered, and he nodded.

"Please. Judy, oh... oh god. Do it."

She dropped the match.

A little puff of dust from the more finely ground particles of leaf-matter rose up, and crackled as it ignited within the air. Dry, whitish grey smoke began to rise in a heady plume as the rest of the dry matter began to catch fire, and Judy shamelessly fanned it towards her blushing face, her grin faltering as the heady, surprisingly perfumed aroma of those leaves permeated her sinuses and sent alarm bells ringing through her body and mind alike. Alarm bells that lasted mere seconds before changing to something else entirely. Sweet music. The melodic hum of a heavenly choir, backed by the increasingly loud, frantic drum-beat of her heart ringing in her ears.

Judy turned her head towards Nick, and the fox moaned as he saw the desire in her eyes. Shameless. Hungry. Her passionate expression was accompanied by the motion of one of her hands between her legs, delving into her panties and beginning to grind her fingertips against her clit.

"Is it... is it working? Already?"

She didn't answer. At least, not with any words. The response was all too clear though as she scrambled up onto the bed one-handed, straddled Nick's right leg, and only then withdrew her fingers from her underwear with a needy whimper. The tips of her digits were glistening, not just a little damp but surprisingly wet for such a brief and early foray between her legs. And as she pressed those digits to Nick's muzzle, and he instinctively inhaled, flicking out his tongue to taste the proffered juices too... he had his answer.

He growled. A deep, rumbling, savage growl. And as Judy stuffed her hand back down between her legs, feverishly resuming the masturbation she had only briefly ceased, Nick found himself reaching down and freeing his own arousal too. He began to pump his hand up and down the length of his cock with rapidly increasing speed and force, and as Judy whimpered and moaned, practically humping at his leg even as she rubbed at herself, his nostrils flared over and over again. Nick drank in the heady aroma beginning to rise from Judy with every audibly wet stroke she made against her own nether regions, and as he felt her moisture rubbing itself through her underwear and into the fur of his thigh, he was already counting down in seconds rather than minutes how long it would be before her hand on her pussy and his upon his cock would no longer suffice for either one of them.

He wanted to fuck her.

He needed to breed her.

And soon he wouldn't just not want to hold back from doing so in order to let their passions build to even greater heights. Soon, he simply wouldn't be able to help himself any longer.

By Jeeves

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