“Jeez, Carrots...mfff…”  Nick stared in drunken amazement as his partner cleaned the spaces between his fingers with her tongue.  

He blinked, but the spectacle wouldn’t clear.  Judy’s massive eyes were still looking up at him as her velvety pink tongue danced over his knuckles, sending a violent shiver ricocheting up his spine.  

“Mmn… Nick…”

The fur on the scruff of Nick’s neck stood out in all directions.  “You’re drunk, Carrots.”  But the bunny wasn’t listening.  Instead, she was crawling the rest of the way into his lap, her little cottony tail flitting against the small of her back.  Nick winced as he felt the girl’s teeth against his throat.  

“Just a little,” Judy giggled, smiling up at him as she shifted her weight, nearly toppling from the fox’s lap and off the couch. Nick’s paws shot out, catching her by the waist.  

Judy brushed her forehead against the white of Nick’s throat, purring, the fox’s paws still gripped around her.  “Nice catch.”

“Fluffbutt,” Nick seethed, eyes closing as his partner nibbled his collarbone.  “You are making it really hard for me to be responsible.”

Small, pink lips against his ear.  “I don’t want you to be responsible.  I want you to fuck me.”

Nick’s fur bristled.  Her flat chest was against his snout.  Somehow a mischievous paw had managed to work its way beneath the rabbit girl’s flitting tail and was busy copping a feel.  Holy crap… so firm.

“You’re drunk.” Nick bit his bottom lip as Judy frotted herself against him.  “You’re drunk.  This isn’t right.”

“So?”

“So?!  We did training on this, Carrots!  Drunk sex doesn’t have consent!  I’m not about to rape you!”

Judy only chuckled, hugging his neck tight, her long floppy ears draping over his snout.  “Listen to Mr. Junior Deputy over here.”  

“Hey now, I’m serious.”  Nick’s gloved paws closed around her shoulders, holding her back.  “I’m not about to wake up tomorrow and field a whole shitload of questions about what happened Nick, why are you in my room Nick, why are you naked and oh my god did we really~”

Judy looked up at him, worried.  “I’m not blackout drunk.”

“Well I don’t know that.”

“I’m not.”  Judy set back, right onto the bow in his khakis.  “I’m just tipsy.  And horny.”

Nick sighed as the rabbit rested her head against her chest.  “Besides… I don’t even know if I could.  I mean, not just because of the drunk thing.  I’m twice your size, kid.”

At this, Judy giggled, letting out an accidental snort, which made her giggle even harder.  “You don’t know the kind of stuff I’m into.”

Her legs were swaddled around his hips.  Idly, he stroked the pads of his fingers down the arch of her long foot, smirking as it started to thump.  “Oh yeah?”  

“You think you’re my first fox?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, well… you would be.  But that’s not the point. I’ve been with plenty of bigger guys before.  Hundreds of guys.  No, thousands of guys.  I’ve got STD’s from every region in Zootopia.”

“You’re a virgin.  Aren’t you?”

Judy didn’t respond.  Instead, she gurgled wetly into his chest fur.  

“Uh-huh.  We’re definitely not doing this then.”

Judy sighed in weary resignation, shifting off his lap.  Nick was temporarily sad to lose the body contact, but it proved short-lived, as Judy gripped him by the collar and pulled him down against her on the couch.  After some shifting around, the drunk rabbit scooted herself back against Nick’s chest.  As if on instinct, his arms encircled her, pulling her in.  Nick’s snout nuzzled down between her ears, taking a long, pervy inhale of her warm fur.

“Have you ever thought about it?”

“Hmm?”

“Us.”  She walked her fingers down the dark fur of Nick’s paw.  “Like… together.”

“Hmm...” Nick pretended to think.  “Honestly?”

“Yes?”

“Pretty much every day.  Hell, sometimes hourly.  Wondering if it’s even possible.  Whether you’d like it.”

Their fingers dovetailed over Judy’s belly.  “I would.”

“Well now, you say that.  But it’s about as long as your forearm.  So…”

Judy shifted around until they were face to face.  “You know I like a challenge, Mr. Wilde.”

Nick rolled his eyes.  But still, there was a part of him that wondered if maybe… just maybe… 

“Uh-huh.  Well… we can continue this conversation once you’re sober.”

Judy grinned, snuggling down against the fox’s chest tuft.  “Mmn… deal.  G’night.”
Nick shook his head, feeling around on the table above for the lamp.  As the living room descended into darkness, Nick felt the bunny girl yawn luxuriously, cuddling him like a love pillow.  Without meaning to, he kissed the top of her head, arms circling her narrow shoulders.  Soon, lulled by the rhythm of her breathing and the warm, clean scent of her fur, Nick drifted off to a long, restful sleep.