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Judy had dreamed about this for months.
On cold nights she would clutch her pillow to her chest and pretend it was him. His arms around her, his warmth sinking into every frozen inch of her body. It was the only way she could fall asleep after what happened at the weather-wall. After she had come so close to losing the only one she no longer knew how to live without.
The fox. Her fox.
It had taken them half a year after that day to stop pretending.
And here the bunny was, lying in his bed, her grey fur tinted in the dim amber glow of his basement apartment. Staring up at the same fox who had quietly become the foundation her entire life rested upon.
His green eyes were half-lidded with that smug affliction she loved to hate, mouth curled in a smirk that let his sharp, carnivore teeth peek out like weapons that could never hurt her. Every nerve-ending shuddered as she tried in vain to steady her breathing.
“Nick… I love you,” she whispered. Or at least she thought she did. Her heartbeat was so loud she couldn’t even hear her own voice.
But his smirk softened. He leaned down. Judy’s eyes fluttered shut on pure prey instinct. The same instinct she’d spent her whole life fighting. This time, she didn’t resist. She felt the softest brush of his lips against her neck.
The kiss struck like lightning. Her chest heaved.
“I love you, too.” He hummed back. His paw traced her cheek, then slowly slid downward. She felt the light scrape of his claws gliding between her small breasts, parting soft fur without ever breaking skin. “Honestly, Judy… I don’t know how I lasted so long without you.”
His paw continued its journey, trailing down her belly until it reached her thighs, where her white inner fur met her grey. She whimpered softly as he parted them, exposing her hot, aching entrance. Slick in bunny-cream, flushed, and ready to finally bind their worlds together.
She was twenty-five. Still a virgin. There had never been time, never been energy, never been anyone worth the risk. The other bunnies had scoffed at her dreams. The rest of the world had rolled their eyes every time she proved them wrong. Vulnerability had always felt impossible.
Until him.
Still, she didn’t know what she was doing. She had no frame of reference for this feeling for being so open, so vulnerable. For a moment she felt almost weak. But with Nick… the fox that risked life and limb for her, that accepted her in her weakest moments, who spent hours piecing that stupid carrot-pen together… It felt right. Nothing in her life had ever felt this right.
The sweet, humid scent of her own arousal filled the air between them. Nick’s nostrils flared, and she could actually hear the thick swallow of his saliva. A mellow shiver tingled her spine at the thought that she was making him react that way. A giddy thrill she only ever heard and read about and never thought it was hers to have.
Her eyes cracked open, lashes fluttering.
There it was.
His red, throbbing foxhood hovered just above her, veins snaking along the heated flesh, the thick knot at the base swollen to the size of her fist. When he rested that heavy length against her, the underside slid through her slick folds and the sheer weight of it made her whimper. The tapered tip reached all the way to her lower belly, and she could feel every heartbeat pulsing through his canine cock, pressed hot on her untouched bunny-hole. The sight alone made her insides clench hard.
Her dripping slit pulsed with desperate need at the mere thought of how completely he was going to fill her. The cock of her sly fox was going to take her. Her mouth curved into a deeper, breathless smile. All of this was for her.
“You’ll be my first, you know.” She whispered, her purple eyes finally meeting his green ones again. “God, I’ve been dreaming about this… Just go slow, okay?”
He let out a low, rough huff, slowly rubbing his hot shaft up and down her slick folds. When she felt that soft shlick between her folds, the softest moan escaped her.
“My strong little Carrots being so delicate… just for me.” He murmured, teasing little reassurance between their naked bodies. “Don’t worry, Judy. I’ve got you. I love you.”
He paused for a moment, just holding her open, letting her feel the heavy weight of his cock resting against her folds. Judy’s cheeks burned. Her face ached from how much she was smiling.
He hooked a paw under her knee and lifted her leg until her soft-furred foot hovered near his snout. She felt the hot puff of his breath against her sole as he added in that familiar teasing lilt. “Just tell me if it’s too much. Remember the safeword?”
“It’s… nghh, coconut.” She moaned. A giddy little giggle slipped out as her untouched bunny hole clenched. “Take me, Nick… I’m all yours…”
With a final breath, he rocked his hips back just enough for the underside of his cock to drag over her swollen clit. Judy’s back arched. Then he angled downward, the tapered tip of his foxhood kissing her entrance for the first time.
Everything narrowed to that single point of pressure.
He pushed.
She held her breath. Her tight ring resisted the prodding cock for a heartbeat, nerves alight with a mellow burn as it began to give way. Then with a quiet, wet snap, the first thick inch sank inside her.
A delayed groan escaped her. Her paw clenched onto the pillow, desperate to give the intense pressure an outlet. But she smiled wide through the burn as her tight passage quivered, clenching and releasing as her body struggled to adjust to the invading girth.
It was so much more than her fingers had ever prepared her for. The burn was real, the pressure intense, but underneath it was something deeper. The overwhelming knowledge that this was her Nick finally inside her.
Nick groaned low in his throat as he watched her carefully. “Breathe, Carrots… that’s it. You’re doing so well.”
And she tried. Short and staggered her breaths came, the musk of his hot arousal and the humid sweetness of her wet passage mixing into a cocktail that made her nose twitch. He held still, barely a third of the way in, one big paw-pad rubbing soothing circles on her thigh while her cunt pulsed and rippled around him in helpless little spasms.
Then he pushed again.
Another inch sank in. The stretch deepened. She felt every ridge and every vein dragging along her oversensitive walls that had never known anything like this. Her toes splayed wide. A broken little whine slipped out as he sank deeper still, the tapered tip nudging places inside her that made her vision spark white at the edges.
She gasped. “So full…”
Nick’s ears twitched at the sound. He rolled his hips in a slow, testing thrust. She felt it. Her belly bulged, outlining the tip of his cock as he sank deeper into her squeezing passage.
“Fuck…” His voice had gone hoarse. “You’re squeezing me so hard, Judy...”
She giggled again. The sound cracked into a moan when he pulled back and thrust a little deeper. Every movement let her feel the full shape of him. The way the head flared, the thick veins, the way her own slick made everything glide. The wet sounds of it filled the small basement room. Filthy and perfect.
"...s' that a bad thing?" She breathed out with clenched teeth.
“Only if it’s uncomfortable for you…” He hummed back, still so careful even while splitting her open.
“I ah...- I’ve never felt more comfortable… ngh… in my life than right here with you…” She moaned.
His large fox paws kept her legs spread wide, thumbs gently stroking the soft skin beneath her fur. “I’m gonna move a little faster now.”
She gave a quick, shaky nod, dizzy from the overwhelming pressure of his thick cock inside her. Then his hips drove with momentum, the careful stretch turned into an intense snap. A stifled whine slipped out in sync with a soft, wet squelch.
He set a steady rhythm. His thick, veiny cock glistened with her slick as it drew back, only to plunge deep again. Each thrust dragged a rich, heavy pleasure from deep inside her, the kind only he could give. Only her fox could make her body burn and flutter around him with such desperate need.
And even with her whines and moans, she smiled wide. Half-lidded eyes glistened with tears pricking at the corners. Bright bursts of pleasure popped through her brain. Her legs stayed spread wide by his paws, her arms stiff with how her nerves sang in sensations.
The thought crystallized in her mind. This was really it. This was what love felt like. What sex felt like. And it was Nick Wilde. Her pride and joy – her everlasting companion, the one she had almost lost – holding her, taking what was rightfully his.
Then a spark of pain drove through her as his canine tip grazed her cervix. Tears pricked harder. A groan was wrung from her. But she didn’t expect a pure thrill to strike shockwaves through her at the sensation.
It was too big for a bunny’s first time; it was too big in general. But she was Judy Hopps, and nothing in her life came easy. Her family, her dreams, her job. Everything was a struggle. And that is how she wanted it. Everything worth anything was hard won. And this meant everything.
Her vision became hazy with tears, darts of pleasure pricking her every nerve. Nick, her sweet Nick, noticed.
And slowed his pace, his ears going flat. “Ngh… Judy, does it hurt…? Need me to slow down?”
The sudden stillness was agony.
“No!” The word tore out of her like a gunshot. Her hips tried to rock up, chasing him. “Nick, please- don’t stop. I need you. I need you! Please…!”
His pupils went wide as his smirk returned. She felt his cock throb hard inside her at the sound of her begging.
“Mhm… God, you’re beautiful when you beg.” He huffed. His smirk widened. His claws pricked through her fur and into the soft skin of her thighs as his grip tightened. Leaning in, his canine snout grazed the soft fur of her sole still held high. He took a deep breath.
Then he thrust deeper.
White-hot pleasure punched through her. His tip grazed past her cervix again, and this time there was no mistaking the faint swell that pushed outward against her lower belly with every deep stroke. She could feel it. See it. The visible proof of how completely he was filling her. Her moans turned broken and filthy. The wet squelch of his cock driving into her grew louder, messier, in time with their ragged breathing.
“Just like that.” Nick groaned, voice fraying. “Desperate little bunny. Been dreaming about this, yeah? Dreaming about your fox finally claiming your tight little cunt?”
She couldn’t answer. Her head was spinning. Pleasure rolled through her in thick, relentless waves. Every thrust dragged against that spot inside her, making her body burn like a forest fire. The knot kept bumping, teasing, promising more. Her juices shlicked out with every thrust, flowing down her folds to the tiny rose of her asshole.
There was no warning. She crashed.
Cumming with a broken, high-pitched cry.
Her back arched clean off the bed. Her pussy clamped down around him in strong, rhythmic pulses as the orgasm crashed through her harder than anything she’d ever given herself. It didn’t peak and fade. It kept rolling as her legs shook in his grip. Brutal surges of pleasure ripped through her again and again with every deep thrust.
Tears spilled freely down her cheeks. Her toes curled hard, ears pinned back, mouth open on a silent scream as the pleasure kept building and breaking and building again. She could feel herself gushing around him, could hear the wet squelch of it every time he fucked her through it.
Nick groaned above her, hips stuttering for the first time.
“Fuck! Judy… that’s it, cum on my cock, just like that.”
He didn’t stop moving. He fucked her through every pulse and every aftershock, praising her in that low, wrecked voice the whole time. Only when her body finally went limp and trembling beneath him did he slow, still buried deep, the heavy knot pressed snug against her entrance.
Judy lay there panting, tears still leaking from the corners of her eyes, a dazed, blissful smile on her face. Her walls kept giving little involuntary flutters around him, like her body didn’t know how to let go yet.
Nick leaned down and kissed her cheek. Gave a soft lick where a tear had stained her grey fur, then inched down and kissed her lips. Her nose kept twitching softly, like she was still trying to get back to reality. She was still coming down from the orgasm that had wrecked her.
“I’ve got you.” He whispered against her lips, still gently rocking his cock inside her. “I’ve got you, Carrots.”
Little aftershocks kept rolling through her. Her entrance burned with heat, squeezing around the thick length. Every tiny movement Nick made, even just his breathing, sent fresh sparks skittering up her spine. She could feel how soaked she was, how her slick coated him, flowing down her buttcheeks and soaking into the sheets.
Her thighs weren’t shaking anymore, but they still gently quivered in his grip. Her smile was a dazed, wrecked little thing that just wouldn’t leave her face. She’d never come like that in her life. Not even close.The nights spent alone with her own paw, all those secret fantasies, they didn’t even belong in the same category as what had just ripped through her.
And he was still hard.
She could feel him throbbing inside her. He hadn’t come. She realized he was holding himself back, being so careful even now. Just gentle rocking, murmuring soft praises.
“You did so good, Carrots…”
Her breaths were still shaky when she reached a paw up to his arm, fingers brushing over sweat-slick fur. She spoke with the slightest hint of a slur. “Nick…”
He raised up again, looking down at her. “Yeah, honey-bunny?”
She swallowed.
Honey-Bunny?
That nickname made her walls give another squeeze around him. She felt the way his cock twitched inside her in response. That thick knot at his base was pressed right up against her pried-open entrance.
“You didn’t…” She muttered. “You didn’t finish.”
His mouth curled deeper, from smirk to smile, even though she could see the strain in his eyes. “I don’t need to… I just wanted to see you happy. That’s enough.”
“No.” Judy shook her head.
She knew he wasn’t just saying that. It was the honest truth. Being cherished by him – the way he always had – was just as intense as his cock staying buried inside her. But she couldn’t just accept that. She wanted to give this beautiful fox as much as he had given her.
“No… I… I want you to. I need you to.”
His ears pinned back a little. “Judy…”
A quiet whine cut him off. Her paw rubbed up and down his arm. “Please don’t stop. I can take it. I need to feel you finish for me.”
He groaned, an almost wounded sound. His hips rolled once. Her body jolted with oversensitive pleasure.
“You came so hard… Jude… you’re shaking.”
“I don’t care.” Her voice cracked as she eased the foot he kept raised to his shoulder. “It’s not… ngh… just about me. You’re my… my fox. I want to feel you…”
She couldn’t finish the sentence. Her mind was still a wreck. But she felt the way his knot throbbed against the edge of her stretched cunny, swollen and heavy. The pressure made her shift a little into it. Because she knew what her fox was holding back.
Her purple eyes, glassy with tears, locked onto his green ones. The connection in that gaze was so intense it made her limbs feel like melted chocolate.
“Nick.” She whispered. “Knot me.”
His eyes shot wide. His ears pinned flat against his head.
“Judy? No. No, I can’t. You’re so small… it’s… it’s your first time. I’d hurt you. It would tear you open. My knot… it’s too much. You’re already crying… and I haven’t even—”
“I want it.” She begged, cutting him off again. Her heartbeat had gone haywire as she spilled words she would’ve never thought she could utter. “I want to do it like foxes do! I want to be your… vixen. I want your knot. Nh… Nick… I need it. I want to be filled. I can take it. I know I can.”
He was shaking his head, breathing hard.
“You don’t know what you’re asking. It’s gonna swell even bigger once it’s inside. It will lock us together. You’ll be stuck while I cum… and you’re already so sensitive.”
“I don’t care.” A mellow sob broke from her. She rocked her hips against him again, trying to force that fat knot deeper against her entrance. “I want it to hurt a little. I want to feel you for… days. I want you to cum inside me. Nick, I trust you more than anyone. I love you more than anyone. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
She could see him chewing his lip, brows furrowed. His claws pricked at her thighs again. He was barely holding himself together as his cock throbbed like it’s gotten angry.
His voice was barely audible. “Judy… If I hurt you…”
“You won’t.” She squeezed his arm, feeling the sweat and strain beneath his fur. Her smile never left her face. “Please, knot your bunny. Make me take it. You… you said I’m beautiful when I’m begging… Nick, I am begging you.”
Nick stared at her for a long, trembling moment. Then something in him gave.
A drawn-out grunt rumbled through his throat as he pushed slowly. She felt the thick, swollen knot press harder against her already stretched slit.
“…I hope you’re not trying to make up for lost time.” He said finally. “The second it hurts too bad, you tell me. Promise me.”
“I promise.” Judy breathed, even as her whole body tensed in anticipation. “Now please…”
Her voice died into a startled whine as his steady thrusts returned. Her pussy was still so tight that every time he pulled out, his thick red canine cock emerged glistening white from the brutal squeeze. Then he drove back in. The lingering afterglow shattered. Her oversensitive nerves exploded back into a full, frantic frenzy.
His knot slammed harder against the walls of her bunny-hole. Thick strings of her hot slick clung to the swollen bulb with every thrust. Again and again he drove deep, his thick canine cock spearing into her and bulging her belly just like before.
The knot was so much thicker than the rest of him. With every slam it teased a brutal stretch more and more. It was too big. It would split her apart. Yet she wanted it so badly her whole body drew so tight she trembled on the edge of breaking.
His legs shook on the bed. Then, with the sudden force of a bullwhip, he drove forward.
The stretch was immediate and brutal.
It forced her cunt wider, wider, wider. A burning, almost tearing pressure ripped through her, making her toes splay and curl all over again. Her too-tight passage convulsed, and with every pulse more hot juices spilled from her. Making it easier. Trying to make the knot possible.
Judy’s breath was held captive. Her eyes rolled back as her whole body clenched tight, every muscle locked and trembling. She could feel herself opening, the rim of her cunt straining around the widest part of the knot, fighting to accept its sheer size. His cock throbbing harder, wider – he was close. He had to be close.
It hurt. For a moment it really felt like her delicate flesh was about to tear, stretched too wide. But underneath the pain was something hotter. The same dark thrill she had felt before.
Nick's face scrunched in pure worry and started to pull back.
“No-!” Judy gasped frantically. She grabbed him by his arm again, nails digging in. “Don’t you dare stop! Keep going. I can- ah- I can take it!”
That was all he needed to hear. He stared at her dazed face for one heartbeat longer. Then he sucked in a sharp breath and slammed forward. With one hard, final snap of his hips, the massive knot forced its way past her swollen rim.
Pop.
Judy’s eyes flew wide. A raw, broken scream tore out of her as the massive knot locked deep inside, stretching her cunt wider than she ever dreamed possible. The pressure was pure, mind-melting fullness. It annihilated all that remained of her mind.
With the knot in, his cock drove even deeper. The tapered tip pushed firmly past her cervix, claiming her completely. Her lower belly bulged hard, the entire length of his knot and cock pushing out against her.
It was too much.
It was everything.
The second orgasm slammed into her like a hammer. Harder, deeper, and far more violent than the first. Her whole body seized. Her pussy clamped and rippled around the locked knot in powerful, milking waves as devastating pleasure ripped through her again and again. She came with a shattered, wordless cry, gushing hot and wet around him while her legs shook uncontrollably in his grip.
“Ah! Ju- Judy!” He groaned hard as she felt his cock twitch.
And he came.
His cock was scalding. His seed was scorching. Thick waves of pure heat pumped deep into her, demanding space and flooding her womb.
The bunny growled, whined, squealed. Sounds no sane bunny should ever make, as her convulsing cunt milked every rope, every spurt out of him. Their bodies melted together in one single, endless wave of love.
“Oh – ah… Hnghhh… it’s so much-”
He filled her womb for the first time, forcing her belly to swell even more, rounding it out beneath his paw. His hips jerked. His claws dug into her thighs as another thick spurt poured into her, then another.
“Judy… fuck, you’re taking it all. Every drop. My greedy little bunny…”
She couldn’t answer. Couldn’t think. Her cunt was milking him in helpless, rhythmic spasms, sucking every drop deeper, her body refusing to let him go. The knot throbbed inside her like a second heartbeat, locking them together so tightly she could feel every pulse of him emptying into her.
She felt the way his cock kept twitching, kept pumping, kept giving. The sheer volume of him was unyielding, flooding her until she swore she could taste it at the back of her throat. Her belly rounded further, tight and full, the proof of him claiming her in the most primal way possible.
And still he didn’t stop. The orgasm crested again and she came with a shattered little cry, gushing around the locked knot as her walls fluttered and squeezed. Nick groaned like he was dying, his hips grinding in helpless circles, forcing every last spurt as deep as it could go.
Time blurred.
Eventually the violent waves gentled. The knot stayed swollen and locked, a heavy, perfect seal inside her. Nick’s breathing slowed. His grip on her thighs eased into something softer and then he finally eased forward, his body laying on her small frame like an orange-furred blanket.
Judy floated.
Her body was limp, boneless, still occasionally twitching around him. The sheer size of the knot fully swollen tugged against her stretched rim, sending shivers through her spine. She purred, nuzzling blindly into his chest.
Nick’s voice was hoarse when he finally spoke, lips brushing her ear.
“I think you just saw god there.” He murmured. “…You okay, honey-bunny?”
She managed the smallest, most wrecked little nod against him.
“Mmm… s’good. So full. Should’ve… done this a long time ago.”
He huffed a shaky laugh against her fur, one arm sliding under her back to cradle her closer. The knot gave a lazy throb inside her and she shivered.
“Mhm… I’m glad I got to outsource making the first move onto you.”
Judy’s eyes fluttered half-open. She reached up with a trembling paw, brushing gentle strokes through the fluff of his neck.
“Well… I’d be chief of police by the time you’d gotten over yourself.” She hummed. “Just don’t leave me… okay?”
“I’ll tie your ears into a knot if you ask me that again. You are my world, Judy.” He murmured in happy exhaustion. “Foxes always mate for life. You’ve got me. All of me.”
“Love you.” She whispered. “You’re my first and my last.”
Nick’s ears flicked. His smile was sleepy, dazed from the heat and her love.
“Love you more, Carrots.”
He shifted just enough to settle more comfortably over her, careful not to tug the knot. The movement made another slow, thick pulse of cum leak deeper into her and she moaned quietly, eyes slipping shut again.
They stayed like that. His weight on her, her paws around him, a quiet cocoon of comfort. While the last tremors of pleasure faded into the pure safety of their presence. The world outside their bodies didn’t exist. There was only the steady throb of the knot inside her, the slow trickle of his seed still filling her, and the quiet, perfect certainty that neither of them was letting go anytime soon.
He was her future.
And she was his.