The Long Game, A Zootopia Fanfiction

Sweet Dreams are Made of This

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"...So, that's basically everything that's happened since I was attacked," finished Judy while absently playing with the tip of Nick's tail.

"Well, next time you're critically injured by a world-class hitmammal intent on turning you into Julianne fries and need transport out of town to hide out, I'll be sure to let you drive."

"I'm fine, just a little sore. I could've driven if Bogo had let me."

"Lift up your arms, oh indestructible one," replied Nick with a smirk.

Judy huffed and slowly raised an arm until–

"Ow."

Nick gently took Judy's paw in his and, guiding it back to her lap, said, "Told you. You've had a busy few days. How about you let your fox take care of you for a little while?"

"You're not going to sniff me again, are you?"

"Nope."

Rubbing her thumb across Nick's paw, Judy tried, and failed, not to smile as she asked, "Okay, then what does Dr. Fox have in mind that might help little ole' me get better?"

"Hmm, that depends on how bad a shape you're in," replied Nick lifting Judy's paw to his muzzle, "I'd probably start with a fox grooming. They're known throughout the Commonwealth to be quite medicinal."

Gazing into Judy's eyes, Nick gently caressed the back of her paw with his long tongue.

"Eww," whispered Judy, biting back a smile.

Nick rolled his eyes, "Obviously, we must be dealing with a severe head injury."

"Obviously," Judy giggled.

Taking a closer look at his patient, Nick nodded knowingly and said, "I think this calls for some special fox ministrations."

"Special?"

"Uh-huh," and then leaning in, Nick whispered, "Fox nibbles, they cure almost anything."

Touching his lips to Judy's cheek, Nick slowly kissed his way down her neck until, about halfway down, Judy tilted her head, giving her fox full access to the most vulnerable part of her body.

"Mmmm."

Kissing the crook of his bunny's neck, Nick nuzzled into it and softly nipped at her fur.

"Mmmm, Niiick."

Stretching the over-large t-shirt to expose Judy's shoulder, Nick nipped at her fur again as he worked his way toward her arm.

"Better?" whispered Dr. Fox.

"Um," panted Judy, "I, uh... I'm not sure yet. A little more would probably help."

Smirking at his bunny, Nick nibbled his way back to the crook of her neck and then, ever so gently, brushed his fangs along Judy's neck.

Judy moaned. How long had it been since the museum? How long since she'd felt her fox's sharp teeth embrace her neck?

Judy shivered in pleasure.

His teeth, one of the amazing differences between Nick and any buck her mom wanted her to date, something she'd dreamt of feeling again, something she–

Nick slipped a paw under the t-shirt and caressed Judy's back fur with his sharp claws.

"Mmmm..."

With a parting touch from his long tongue, Nick released his prey's neck and whispered, "Feels like a pretty serious injury. How about if I..."