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"I told you so."

"Told me what?"

"That sloths could be fast."

Officer Judy Hopps stuck her tongue out at her partner. Certainly, she had been surprised beyond belief that the 'notorious' street racer tearing up the district was none other than Flash, the glacial sloth from the DMV. How he had managed to earn enough for his hotted up machine working such a deadbeat job was beyond her, and she hadn't even begun to consider how he had managed to remain in control of his vehicle at speeds in excess of one hundred miles per hour.

"Something on your mind, Carrots?" quipped her partner, grinning smugly from beneath his aviator sunglasses.

"I still don't buy it. . . " she responded, clutching the steering wheel of her enormous police cruiser tightly.

"Like I said." continued Nick, sipping his latte. "Just because he's a sloth, doesn't mean he can't be fast. Maybe someone needs to be a little more open minded."

The fox leaned over and flicked one of Judy's ears.

"Hey!"

"Just making sure you're paying attention." he said, tilting his head sideways to indicate a commotion on the sidewalk.

"What are you. . . oh, holy crackers!" Judy slammed her foot on the gas pedal and threw the transmission into the drive position. The sudden jerk saw Nick's coffee spilt down the front of his uniform, the hot liquid stinging at his fur.

"Woah, watch it there!" he cried, his now free paw flicking the siren and lights on.

The cruiser shot forward from its parked position and onto the road. Nick's eyes were good, and he had spotted something which had passed the bunny by. A cape buffalo, perhaps even stockier than Bogo, charged down the sidewalk, shouldering aside pedestrians as he fled. In his oversized fingers he clutched a pearl white purse, completely out of place when juxtaposed with his hulking frame.

"We've got ourselves a bag snatcher!" yelled Judy.

The cruiser and the buffalo rounded a street corner at the same moment. With a final burst of speed, Judy floored the pedal before swerving onto the sidewalk, cutting off the thugs escape. Without wasting a moment, the bunny and the fox leapt from their patrol vehicle.

"Stop! In the name. . . " started Judy just as the buffalo made a sharp right, darting down an alley.

"Yeah, cause that line always works." smirked Nick.

"Hey, this isn't a joke! We've gotta. . . "

"Calm down, little bunny bumpkins, he won't get far. I used to hustle in that alley, loops right back around, we just gotta wait and then play a little game of whack-a-buffalo."

Judy raised an eyebrow to her partner as they jostled their way through the rapidly gathering crowd of mammals towards the exit of the alley, turning the same corner they had come from.

The buffalo was far faster than either of them had anticipated.

"Oh sweet. . . " before she could finish her sentence, Nick barreled into her, throwing the pair of them sideways and to the ground as the huge mammal flew past, horns lowered in a vicious charge.

"Arrghh!"

A few inches more, and Nick would have been in the clear. The pointed end of one of the buffalo's horns nipped at his calf muscle as he flew sideways, opening up a short, yet deep gash.

"Nick!" screamed Judy, the escaping crim quickly forgotten.

Still smothering his partner, the fox clutched at his bleeding leg. Outwardly, it looked little more than a small cut, but the depth of the wound was causing it to ooze a significant quantity of blood.

"Don't worry about me," he said, rolling off the rabbit, "go and get him!"

Judy pulled her radio from her belt, quickly thumbing the transmit button. "Hopps to dispatch, we've got a large buffalo on the run, aggravated assault and possible burglary, gunna need you to send in the big guns for this one."

<Copy that, Hopps, we'll get McHorn on it, where are you?>

"Corner of Mane and Twelfth."

<On it.>

Judy replaced the radio on her utility belt and turned to the Fox. "Should be under control." she said, her voice calm again.

"What are you doing?" shot Nick. "We let him get away!"

"Hey, hey." she continued, crouching down next to Nick. "Nothing wrong with asking for a bit of help every now and then. We're a team here, we can rely on each other when things get tough."

She helped Nick to his feet, the fox slightly wobbly on his wounded leg.

"Beside, a thirty pound bunny isn't taking down a three hundred pound buffalo any time soon." She poked Nick playfully in the chest. "But she can take care of this dumb fox, let's get you patched up."

The crowd having dispersed, the pair made their way back to their cruiser, still askew on the sidewalk. The fox was limping, and his uniform trouser leg was now thoroughly stained red. Slowly, he eased himself down next to the cruiser, leaning against a post box as Judy hopped up to open the door.

Giving Nick quite the eyeful of her bouncing, shapely rear in the process.

"Hmmm. . . "

"Enjoying the view, dumb fox?" quipped Judy.

"Oh, I uh. . . "

"Don't think I don't see you staring, Nicholas P. Wilde."

Nick's blush would have been glaringly obvious were it not for his already red fur. He had been caught out several times before, gawking at his partner. Certainly, it was strictly against ZPD regulations to engage in any sort of fraternisation with other officers, but there was something about this particular bunny. Whether it was the ever-cheerful bounce in her step, her cute little nose or simply the fact that she was willing to give anyone a chance, the fox felt a strange affection for her. It wasn't lust, or even a simple romantic attraction, it was. . . deeper. He wanted to keep her safe, to be there for her like she had for him.

"Alright, foxy, let's get that cut sorted."

Climbing awkwardly into the back of the cruiser so as to remain unseen, Nick had to lower his trousers to allow Judy access to the wound.

"Really?" she laughed. "You're actually wearing them?"

"Well, they're. . . comfortable." Replied Nick, again blushing as the carrot-patterned boxer shorts came into view.

"They're cute."

"You bunnies." sighed Nick. "Always going on about cute things."

"Why do you think I partnered up with you?"

Nick simply chose not to respond as Judy tended to his leg. Within minutes, she had cleaned the fur and applied a dressing, staunching the flow of blood. It still hurt, although less so than even a few minutes prior.

The fox jumped out of the cruiser, testing the leg a few times on the sidewalk before joining his partner up front.

"Good job, Carrots." he said. "Perhaps I should call you patches instead."

"As in carrot patch?"

Nick snorted. Such banter was commonplace, and the two had made a game of it. As each day came and went, they'd find some new, witting manner in which to slightly annoy each other. It was all in good fun, and helped pass the time when there was little ease to do beyond issuing parking tickets.

For now, however, they drove along in silence, Judy's eyes scanning the road ahead. The central district was abuzz with activity as usual, with mammals of all sizes going about their daily business. From time to time, there might be a small distraction or ruckus, something that might require police attention, a minor argument between mammals from different districts or some kids running off with a handful of candy from a store. Judy's attention, however, was on her partner. The lack of conversation proved awkward, and before long, she had pulled the cruiser into a quiet parking lot, shutting down the engine and turning to face the fox.

"Ok, Nick, spill the beans, what's eating at you."

Nick fidgeted with the hem of his uniform. "Oh, it's nothing, don't worry yourself about it."

"Look." she replied. "I've spent enough time around you to know when something's up; you haven't said a single word for the past fifteen minutes."

"Really, it's nothing."

"Nick. . . "

The fox sighed, resting his paws on his legs and hanging his head. "Fine. It's nothing big, just, I guess I'm not sure about this whole cop thing. I mean, handing out parking tickets, is that what we do? Maybe I was just riding the high after we busted Bellwether and. . . "

"And what?"

"And just when we're about to do something good, I end up with this." he said, pointing at his now-bandaged leg. "Even if it was just a purse snatcher."

In a move perhaps more forward than the had anticipated, Judy gingerly placed her paw on the fox's good leg, gentling caressing up and down. Her eyes met his, and they locked gazes for a brief moment before the bunny spoke.

"Do you want to take a break?" she asked. "I'm sure Bogo won't mind if we go missing for an hour or two, it's almost time for our lunch break anyway."

"Sure." replied Nick.

"Well alright then! Let's head somewhere nice, how about a little trip over to the Rainforest District?"

Nick returned the smile. "Sounds good."

The mindless chit-chat and name-calling resumed as the two police officers made their way, taking a seldom traveled access tunnel, from the Central District and into the rainforest. The cruiser was immediately hit with a light smattering of rain as it exited the tunnel, with the light levels dropping noticeably, courtesy of the thick canopy. The vehicle's automatic climate control systems, faced now with the warm, humid climate of the rainforest, kicked into overdrive, blasting the two mammals with cool air.

The conversation died off as Nick and Judy admired the scenery. There were few other mammals about to disturb the serenity; most of the rainforest's inhabitants were fiercely private, and often eschewed the use of motor vehicles. Driving on, they came to a small parking lot, nested atop a hillock upon which an enormous tree had taken root. Judy cut the engine, and for a few minutes, the only sound was the gentle patter of the rain upon the cruisers roof.

"Hey, Carrots, thanks." said Nick quietly, his eyes still fixed straight ahead.

"Thanks?" Asked Judy, her expression quizzical. "Thanks for what?"

He turned to face her. "For believing in me. I'd still be selling pawsicles for two dollars a piece if you hadn't come along."

"Aw, c'mon Nick, I'm supposed to be the emotional one, remember? Beside, I should be thanking you. I'd be a bunny shishkebab right now if you hadn't saved me."

She leaned in a little closer, her expression turning sincere and kindly. "And I am grateful, I didn't get a whole lot of help coming to Zootopia, it means a lot."

"Well." replied Nick, his grin returning. "Guess that makes two of us. Seems we can't do anything right on our own."

"Amen to that."

Their gaze didn't break. In that moment, Judy was content to simply admire Nick's emerald green eyes, not saying a word. As luck would have it, the for quipped in in typical fashion.

"Do you only eat carrots?" he asked with a sly grin.

"What. How do you. . . ?"

"I can smell it on your breath."

Judy recoiled away, her paws shooting to her mouth. "Ohmygosh!"

"What can I say, I'm a fox, I've got a good nose."

"You didn't have to bring it up." shot Judy, wrinkling her nose in mock anger. "Besides, I thought. . . "

"Thought what?"

Her demeanor instantly changed. Suddenly shy and reclusive, she tapped her paws together a few times. "I thought we were having. . . a moment there."

"Oh?" Said Nick raising his eyebrow and scooting towards the bunny. "And what sort of moment might that be."

Judy buried her face in her paws, blushing furiously. "Please! This is embarrassing enough without you making fun of me!"

Nick reached out with his paws, grasping Judy by her wrists and prying them gently away from her face.

"Don't go hiding from me, you're super cute when you're all flustered like that." he said, edging closer still. With a heave, he picked up the tiny rabbit from the driver's seat and deposited her in his lap.

"Dumb fox." said Judy softly, smiling in spite of herself. "Don't you know it's bad manners to comment on a lady's breath?"

"Never was much for manners, besides. . . " he replied, closing the last few inches. ". . . I don't. . . mind the taste of. . . carrots."

Nick pressed his muzzle to Judy's soft bunny lips in a deep, heated kiss. His tongue snaked out, sliding it's way into the bunny's mouth, dancing and tangling with her own. Her sweet scent filled his nostrils; not as heady or musky as a predator's, but fruity, and still intoxicating beyond belief.

He released her arms, which immediately wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. Nick reciprocated the sudden embrace, running his paws sensually down Judy's back, running his fingers through her fluffy little tail several times before groping at her pert buttocks. Judy moaned into the kiss, grinding herself into him, aching for physical contact with the fox.

It was Nick who broke the kiss first, coming up for air with a gasp.

"Wow. . . that was. . . intense." he panted, his heart pounding in his chest.

Judy panting was even heavier, her eyes glimmering with fierce, feral lust.

"More." she demanded, grabbing Nick by the back of his head and mashing their lips together again.

The cruiser was filled with the sound of the two mammals furiously making out, punctuated by several moans and gasps. Again Nick pulled away, this time nipping playfully at the bunny's neck while running his paws up her flanks.

"Oh, Nick, I love your paws. Here, do something useful with them."

Grabbing his right paw, she thrust it into her bust, cupping it about her right breast. Nick immediately flexed his fingers, prodding and feeling the soft, supple flesh as Judy moaned with pleasure. For the next ten minutes, fox and bunny explored, probed and caressed, with Nick paying particular attention to Judy's breasts and rear, kneading and grabbing them freely. With the cunning his species was known for, Nick's paws worked their way past Judy's blouse, popping a few buttons and plunging in. After slipping inside her bra, he was able to touch and fondle her intimate parts directly, his paw pads running through her silky smooth fur, pinching at her nipple with every other pass.

"I didn't. . . didn't ever think I'd. . . let a fox do this. . . to me. . . oh sweet, holy cabbage patch, where did you pick this up?"

Nick pulled his mouth away. "Would you believe me if I said I haven't had all that much practice?"

"Not. . . not for a second."

As paws continued to roam and prod, the fox's uniform trousers began feeling uncomfortably tight. He'd had a few close calls in the past, often when Judy would playfully brush up against him whilst spouting some nonsense about his taste in music. Usually, he'd have to wait until the end of the shift before being able to relieve himself.

Now, however, he had a gorgeous, receptive bunny all but dry fucking him, writhing and squirming under his touch. A much better prospect than his own paw.

He was debating whether he wanted to push his luck when Judy made the decision for him.

"Oh boy, what do we have here?" she said, her paw coming to rest on his bulging crotch. "Are we a bit excited?"

"You could say that."

"Well, in that case, I best be a good little bunny and take care of that for you."

Sliding from Nick's lap into the footwell of the cruiser, Judy grasped his belt buckle and pulled, straining her tiny arms against the clasp. After a second or two of struggle, she popped the catch and yanked Nick's trousers down in a single, swift motion. His boxers soon followed, and his rigid foxhood sprang free, all seven inches of it hot, hard and throbbing.

"Oh my, you're awful, Nicholas P. Wilde, hiding this from me for so long."

The fox's heart rate kicked up a notch. Perhaps it was the predator in him, but he'd spent more than a few masturbation sessions fantasising over exactly this, his cute little bunny partner sucking him off or bouncing up and down on his member. Now here they were, miles from anywhere, alone in the rainforest with his fantasies to remain fantasies for perhaps another three seconds.

More like one.

Judy Hopps wasted no time, grasping the foxcock with both paws and taking the tip into her mouth. With a long, slow, sensual suck, she eased the throbbing shaft past her lips, sliding down her throat until her nose came into contact with Nick's pubic fur. Nick could only watch, barely able to contain himself as pleasure surged through his organ, while this feisty, adorable bunny sucked him deeper and harder than any girl had before. In an agonisingly slow motion, she withdrew her head, her tongue running up the underside of his cock before finally popping free.

"Uh. . . uh, jeez, Judy. . . you don't have to. . . "

"I want to." She replied, each word steamy, dripping with lust. "I want that cock of yours in my mouth."

There was no holding back for Judy, her hormones were raging, out of control, her natural urge to fornicate overriding all else. As forcefully as her tiny body was able, she rammed Nick's meat down her throat, slamming all the way to the base before slurping back to the tip. Again and again she repeated, sucking and slurping with wild, feral abandon.

"Judy. . . Carrots. . . if you keep up. . . like that. . . "

Every nerve in Nick's body was on fire. Unbridled ecstasy coursed through him. Everything he had ever dreamed of, and more, was happening right in front of him. It was erotic beyond measure; the thought of interspecies romance, if what they were currently engaged in could even be called that, was so far from most mammal's minds that it barely warranted consideration. For the moment, however, Nick wouldn't trade this bunny blowjob for anything.

His paws shot to Judy's head, grasping her ears as he pumped his hips upward.

"Oh fuck. . . keep going babe. . . keep sucking your fox."

The bunny doubled her efforts, her head and mouth a blur, the obscene, wet sounds filling the cruiser.

"I'm gunna. . . gunna." he grunted, baring his teeth and growling.

Judy slid Nick's cock from her mouth, replacing it with her paw.

"Gunna what?" She said, her fist furiously pumping his member up and down.

"Gunna. . . "

". . . cum?"

Nick had lost the power of speech, he merely nodded through his shut eyes and clenched jaw. Judy pushed herself up, still wildly masturbating her partner, and leaned in, placing her head next to Nick's ears.

"Then cum for me." she said, her breath hot and sultry in his ear. "I want to taste you, I want to taste my fox."

As Nick went over the edge, Judy's head shot downward, her mouth sealing about the head of his cock just as it started to jet streams of thick, white cum. She lapped and sucked eagerly, drinking in every drop of the fox's essence. The sensation was otherworldly; the pleasure just kept coming, washing over him in waves as he emptied himself into the bunny's mouth. For a few, glorious seconds, he couldn't see, hear or feel anything other than the succulent bunny lips wrapped around his shaft.

Nick jaw was wide open, screaming in silence as every mental and physical faculty left his body.

Finally, and with a lingering lick up the underside of his member, Judy released Nick's foxhood. Panting and gasping for air, she collapsed into Nick's outstretched arms. The pair were quiet for some time, simply listening to each other's breathing, feeling each others beating heart, enjoying each other's warmth.

"Wow." Nick said, finally breaking the silence. "Didn't think I'd be so lucky when I got up this morning."

"Hey." replied Judy. "There's plenty more of that if. . . uh. . . "

She suddenly went silent, her shyness from before returning almost instantly.

"If what, Carrots?"

Looking up at Nick, her purple eyes full of compassion and wanting, she spoke words which Nick had never had spoken to him before. ". . . if you'll have me."

Were it not for the post-orgasmic stupor that the fox found himself in, the weight of the situation may have hit him harder. He didn't know if it was a confession, an invitation or a challenge. Truth be told, he hadn't even known Judy that long, yet had just shared one of the most intimate moments imaginable. As he was, he simply hugged the bunny a little closer, whispering in her ear as he did.

"I'll have you, Carrots, every little bit of you."

"In that case." said Judy, twisting about in his grip and coming face to face. "We haven't had lunch yet, and there is a little bit of me I wouldn't mind you having, that's of course if you're. . . "

She ground her crotch into his leg and poked him gentling in the nose. ". . . hungry?"

Nick's eyes lit up, his paws going for the hem of Judy's uniform.

"Don't mind if I do." he said. "Let me just unwrap my little bitty bunny bundle and. . . "

<HOPPS! WILDE! WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU TWO?>

Chief Bogo's voice crackled in over the radio. His heart skipping a beat, and with his trousers still around his ankles, Nick nearly squashed Judy into the dashboard as he scrambled to pick up the receiver.

"Ah, yeah, Nick here, sorry Boss, Carrot's and I were just having lunch."

<Well, break's over!> bellowed Bogo. <You're going with hustlers and lowlifes, got a lead I need you to check out for me.>

"Ok, we'll get on it, send it through."

The address of their next assignment flashed across the screen of the cruisers inbuilt computer.

"Tundratown?" quipped Nick. "Piece of cake!"

"Maybe." said Judy, placing herself back in the driver's seat and gunning the engine. "But you might want pants in the cold."

"Oh. . . yeah."

Nick hastily pulled up his trousers and clipped the buckle into place. Both their uniforms were a bit messy, although not so far gone as to arouse suspicion.

"Ok, Carrots, let's roll, why don't we. . . "

The fox sniffed at the air a few times.

". . .what is that smell?"

For the third time that day, Judy's face turned beet red. Her paws shot downward, cupping over her crotch as she turned away from the fox in embarrassment.

"Look..I uh, I got a little excited after. . . after what I did to you, ok. . . it's. . . it's perfectly natural!"

Nick grinned. "Not complaining, just getting a preview of what's on the menu tonight."

"Tonight?"

"Tonight."