Zootopia - The Story of Nick Wilde

Chapter 4 - A great day in the city? (pov Judy)

On our way down, he took a bottle of wine and two glasses with him, carried everything to the fireplace and handed one of the glasses over to me. He offered to take a seat at the fire again and opened the bottle. We clinked our glasses and smiled at each other in silence before tasting the vine and enjoying the warmth of the fire, which he had brought back to live with some new pieces of wood and some air he blew into it.

"So what happened to him?", he was finally interrupting the awkward silence with his smooth and charming voice.

"Gideon Grey? ...he grew up. I met him on that day again, that I came here and apologized to you. He became a backer and he became a good friend of my parents. He apologized to me on that day as well, and even though he was late by many years, I was able to forgive him..."

"So there is no need for taking revenge?", he asked, with some sort of irony and sarcasm in his voice, but trying to keep a serious expression.

I stared at him slightly dumbstruck, but as he started smiling again, I was sure that he was just joking.

"And...he's back. Nicholas Wilde, ladies and gentleman!", I announced, with a huge grin on my face.

"Come on, carrots! I promised a relaxing and enjoyable evening, so there's a lot to make up for!"

We were sitting by the fire for a quite a while. Throughout the night we ate marshmallows, drank red vine, talked about childhood stories, future plans and had a lot of laughs as well.

In general we really did have a great evening from that point on. We came closer and closer to each other with every passing minute, until we got to the point where I couldn't stand it any longer and climbed onto his lap. I hugged him tightly and we started kissing each other. It was the perfect moment, sitting by the fire, cuddling myself into the fur of the smooth and half naked fox below me, feeling the warmth of the fire on my back, and I wanted it to never end.

A few hours later, we killed the fire with the half full bucket of water and then we went into the house and got onto the couch in his living room, where started rolling around and cuddling again.

"This is the best evening of my life.", is stated, before I slowly drifted into a wonderful, relaxing and power regaining sleep.

"For me too, carrots! For me too!"

Since I had climbed on top of him and pinned him down with my body weight, he wasn't really able to move anywhere, so he covered the both of us in a blanked, he somehow was able to reach, and wished me a good night.

"Sleep well Nicky!", I whispered, before closing my eyes and taking a last deep breath, before my sense completely turned off and I felt asleep.

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As I woke up, he still had his arms around me and it felt wonderful. The sunlight was already shining through the kitchen window and reflected on the little dust flakes, dancing through the room. I stretched myself a little, not trying to hit the sleeping fox behind me and then I turned around to hug him back and cuddle into his furry naked chest again.

Some minutes later he woke up as well, blinked his eyes because of the sunlight and then his ears perked up as he noticed me, massaging his backside carefully while staring into his emerald green eyes.

"Good morning, Judy...", he whispered, before kissing me on the forehead softly. "Slept well?"

"Oh, I sure did. How's your back?"

He shrugged his shoulders but his expression changed seconds later.

"Did you really have to mention it?", he asked in annoyance, because the pain of his wound seemed to be recurred.