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With Friends Like These

ONE - Meet Tucker

The strongest memory Nick Wilde had was the smell of rain on an autumn afternoon. It was an olfactory symphony that filled the air with a refreshing tang, a scent that seemed to dance with the vibrant green of the leaves and the electricity of the earth awakening from its winter slumber. It was a memory from his childhood, a time before the world had hardened around him, a time when the scent of rain was a promise of adventure rather than the precursor to a dreary, mundane evening.

Now, as an adult, Nick found himself walking down a wet, asphalt street in the heart of Zootopia, the rain a stark contrast to the neon lights that reflected off the slick surfaces. The sound of the droplets hitting the ground was a comforting rhythm that accompanied the murmur of the city's conversations and the distant hum of traffic. He was off to meet a friend from his past, someone he lost contact with years ago, who called out of the blue: Tucker.

Tucker was an Arctic fox, taller and leaner than Nick, with a mischievous glint in his eye that had gotten them into more trouble than either could count. They had been inseparable in their youth, a duo that could charm their way out of any scrape. Nick couldn't help but wonder how much Tucker had changed since the last time they saw each other. Would they still share the same laughter, the same wild spirit?

The bar they had chosen was a cozy dive, nestled between a bustling night market and a sleek office building. It was a place that seemed to exist in a bubble of its own time, untouched by the rapid pace of change that had transformed Zootopia into the gleaming metropolis it was today. The neon sign above the door flickered, casting erratic shadows across the pavement. Nick stepped inside, the warmth and the smell of stale beer enveloping him like a comforting blanket. The murmur of conversations and the clink of glasses grew louder as the door swung shut behind him.

He scanned the room, looking for the familiar face. There, in the corner booth, sat Tucker, his fur slightly damp from the rain, a glass of something golden in front of him. The fox looked up, and his eyes lit up when they met Nick's. A grin spread across his muzzle, revealing a row of sharp, white teeth. He waved a paw enthusiastically, the gesture as youthful as ever. Nick felt his own smile mirroring Tucker's, and the knot of anxiety in his chest began to unravel.

They embraced, the years melting away with the warmth of their greeting. Tucker smelled faintly of mint, a scent that brought a rush of memories flooding back. Nick slid into the booth opposite his old friend, the worn leather sticking slightly to his damp clothes. The fox's eyes danced over him, taking in every detail, before he spoke.

"You haven't changed a bit, Nick," Tucker said, his voice a blend of wonder and teasing. "Still got that same 'I'm too cool for school' look."

Nick chuckled, shaking the water from his fur. "Neither have you, Tuck. Still living life on the wild side?"

Tucker took a sip of his drink, his eyes twinkling. "Always. Can't keep an old fox down. But enough about me, what's the scoop with you, man? You still playing it straight? I heard you became a cop."

Nick nodded, unable to keep the pride from his voice. "Yeah, I did. A detective now, actually. It's been... interesting. I've seen a lot of the city's darker side, but I like to think I'm making a difference."

Tucker leaned back, his eyes still gleaming. "A detective, huh? You always did have a knack for digging up trouble."

Nick couldn't argue with that. "Some things never change," he said with a wry smile. "But it's a good kind of trouble these days. Keeps me honest."

The conversation flowed easily, a river of nostalgia and shared history. They talked about their school days, the pranks they pulled, the near misses with authority figures. Tucker spoke with a fondness for their old escapades that Nick hadn't expected. It was as if he had frozen their youth in time, holding onto it as a treasure that never lost its shine. They reminisced about the nights spent hustling on the streets, the thrill of the chase, the rush of pulling off a successful caper. Nick had moved on from that life, but the memories were still vivid, painted in the rich hues of youthful excitement.

As the drinks kept coming, the talk turned to their romantic exploits, the ones they had boasted about as teenagers. The barmaid, a cheetah with a knowing smile, brought them another round, her tail swishing playfully as she left. Nick listened, a blush creeping up his cheeks, as Tucker recounted tales of his conquests with a finesse that was both charming and slightly alarming. It was easy to see why the fox had always been so popular with the ladies, his charm was as potent now as it had been back then. Nick felt a pang of envy, mixed with a sense of relief that he had left that life behind.

He had Judy now, and that was enough for him.

Nick's thoughts drifted to his partner, Judy Hopps, the bunny who had changed the course of his life. He had met her when he was still living in the shadows, and she had shown him that there was more to life than running cons. Her belief in him had been unshakable, and it was her friendship and then romance that had led him to become the detective he was today. He felt a pang of guilt, realizing he hadn't told her about meeting Tucker. He knew she wouldn't judge him for his past, but he also knew that she would worry about his reconnecting with it.

Tucker, noticing the change in Nick's demeanor, leaned in closer. "What's on your mind, buddy?"

Nick took a deep breath, his ears dropping slightly. "Just thinking about how much has changed. You know, I met someone. Someone who means the world to me."

Tucker raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Spill the beans, Wilde. Who's the lucky lady?"

Nick chuckled, feeling his cheeks warm. "Her name's Judy. She's... she's a bunny. A cop, actually. We work together."

Tucker's grin grew even wider. "A bunny cop? That's rich. You always had a thing for the straight-laced type, didn't you?"

Nick rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the smile that played on his lips. "Yeah, I guess I do."

Tucker leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Remember the time we hit the jackpot with those two hyena girls? What were their names?"

Nick groaned, burying his face in his paws. "Oh, man. Don't remind me."

Tucker's grin grew even wider, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come on, it was classic! The way you had them eating out of the palm of your hand, playing the smooth-talking fox..."

Nick couldn't help but laugh, despite the heat that was now flooding his cheeks. "Alright, alright, I remember," he said, his voice a mix of amusement and embarrassment. "Amy and Jennifer."

"Amy and Jennifer," Tucker repeated, his eyes glazed over with the nostalgia of past exploits. "They were something else, weren't they?"

Nick's smile grew a bit more wicked as he recalled that night. "Yeah, they were," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But what I remember most was the way we had them begging for more, both at the same time."

Tucker leaned in closer, his eyes sparkling with the memory. "The way they moaned," he began, his voice a low purr. "Their warm, wet mouths around us, those teeth barely hidden as they sucked and licked." He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling with the vividness of it. "And then, when we couldn't take it anymore, we flipped them over, both of us pushing into them, feeling them tighten around us as we claimed them together."

Nick's eyes grew hooded as he remembered the feeling, the heat, and the tightness, the way the hyena's fur had been slick with sweat and need. "It was like we were two sides of the same coin," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Two predators taking what we wanted, feeling their bodies give in to us."

Tucker's grin grew even more mischievous. "And what about that night when we dared each other to go a step further?" He took a sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving Nick's. "When I took you in my mouth, and you couldn't believe what was happening?"

Shit. Nick had almost forgotten about that. His one and only time he ever did stuff with a guy, and it had been Tucker of all people. But they were young and foolish, and it had just sort of... happened. They had never talked about it again, and Nick had buried it deep in the back of his mind, along with a bunch of other things he didn’t care to remember.

But why not remember this?

The whiskey in his glass swirled like a miniature storm, amber liquid reflecting the neon lights from outside. The room felt warmer, more intimate as the bar filled up with the laughter of strangers and the clinking of ice. Nick took a long pull, the liquid burning a path down his throat, igniting a warmth in his belly that spread to his cheeks. The memory of that night with Tucker and those hyenas was as potent as the drink in his hand.

Tucker leaned closer, his breath warm against Nick's ear as he spoke. "Remember the way you looked at me when you realized it was my mouth on you?" He chuckled, a sound that was low and intimate. "I thought you were going to bolt right there."

Nick felt his cheeks flushing even more, the heat of the memory mixing with the warmth from the whiskey. "Yeah, well, you're full of surprises," he managed to say, his voice a little unsteady.

Tucker's laugh was low and rich, a sound that had always been able to make Nick's insides twist in the most delicious ways. "That was the night I realized you had a wild streak a mile wide, Wilde," he said, his eyes sparkling. "But it was also the night I realized that maybe I had one too."

Nick took another sip of his whiskey, the warmth spreading through him like a comforting fire. He had always liked the way Tucker talked, the way his words wrapped around him like a warm fur blanket. He felt his inhibitions start to loosen, the tightly wound coil of his life in Zootopia beginning to unravel under the influence of the drink and the seductive pull of nostalgia.

"You know, Tuck, I never thanked you for that night," Nick said, his voice a little slurred. "For pushing me out of my comfort zone. It changed me, made me see that I didn't have to be just the sly fox everyone expected."

Tucker leaned back, his smile softening. "You didn't need me for that, Nick. You've always had it in you. You just had to find it. All I know is that night was hot as hell. I still think about it."

Nick's ears flickered, and he felt a strange stirring in his chest. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice a little hoarse. "It was... intense."

The bar was starting to get crowded, and the music grew louder, a throbbing bass line that seemed to echo the rhythm of Nick's racing heart. The smell of damp fur mingled with the scent of alcohol and fried food. A group of rowdy animals took the booth next to them, their laughter piercing through the haze of nostalgia that had enveloped Nick and Tucker.

"You wanna get out of here?" Tucker raised an eyebrow at Nick, "I am staying at a hotel nearby, we can grab a few more beers and hang."

Nick nodded, feeling the whiskey cloud his judgment slightly. He had missed this, the wild, carefree abandon that came with being around Tucker. "Lead the way," he said, his voice a little too eager.

They paid their tab and headed to the beer vendor, grabbing a case before going out into the street towards the hotel Tucker was staying at. The rain had slowed to a gentle drizzle, leaving a glistening sheen on everything. The neon lights from the various shops and signs painted the sidewalks with a spectrum of colors, and the scent of food from the nearby market was tantalizingly rich.

Tucker’s hotel was a modest place, but it was clean, and the lobby smelled faintly of pine cleaner. They took the elevator up to the third floor, the music from the street below a muffled throb that seemed to echo in the quiet space. When they entered the room, Nick couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu. It was like stepping back in time to their youth, where the only thing that mattered was the next thrill, the next laugh, the next adventure.

The room was small but cozy, with two single beds pushed against the wall. A mini fridge hummed quietly in the corner, and a TV flickered with the muted sounds of a sports game. Tucker tossed his coat on the bed and opened the case, pulling out two beers. He tossed one to Nick, who caught it deftly, the cool condensation making his paw slick.

They popped the tops off and took long drinks, the cool liquid a welcome contrast to the warmth of the room. Nick looked around, his eyes lingering on the fridge. "You know, I've missed this," he said, his voice tinged with wistfulness. "The simplicity of it all. Just you and me, no rules, no judgment."

Tucker's smile was knowing as he took another swig. "Missed the old days, huh?" He winked. "We could always relive some of those memories, if you want."

Nick felt his heart skip a beat. He wasn't sure if Tucker was joking or if he was testing the waters. But the look in the fox's eyes, the way he licked his lips, was unmistakable. He set his beer down, the bottle clinking against the side table. "What do you mean?"

Tucker took a step closer, his fur brushing against Nick's. "You know exactly what I mean," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "We had some good times, you and me. And I can tell you're missing that wildness."

Nick swallowed hard, his eyes flickering to the bed, then back to Tucker's. He felt a thrill run down his spine, a dangerous cocktail of excitement and fear. "Judy..." he began, but the words trailed off as he remembered her gentle smile, her trust in him.

Tucker's expression softened. "I'm not asking you to betray her, Nick. I'm just saying... we're two adults, remembering old times. What happens in Zootopia stays in Zootopia."

Nick's heart pounded in his chest, the alcohol and nostalgia blurring the lines of right and wrong. He took another step closer to Tucker, their muzzles almost touching. "I have missed you, man, I admit that."

Tucker's breath was warm and smelled faintly of alcohol as he spoke. "I've missed you too, more than you know. And I've missed that spark we had." He reached out a paw and gently brushed it against Nick's cheek. "We don't have to tell anyone, just you and me, Nick, as it always has been."

Nick closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the touch. When he opened them, he saw the hunger in Tucker's gaze, and something in him stirred, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He knew he should say no, that this would only complicate things, but the alcohol whispered sweet nothings in his ear, and the memory of their youthful trysts was too potent to ignore. He leaned in, his lips meeting Tucker's in a kiss that was both familiar and exhilaratingly new.

Their tongues danced together, a dance they had perfected so long ago with women and now used on each other, and Nick felt his body respond in ways he hadn't expected. He had missed this, the raw, unfiltered passion that came with letting go of inhibitions. Tucker's paws were on his back, pulling him closer, his tail wrapping around Nick's waist. The room spun, a whirlwind of color and sound that seemed to pulse with the beat of their hearts.

Nick's mind raced, a tapestry of emotions and memories intertwined with the present. The feel of Tucker's fur under his paws, the taste of his mouth, it was all so vivid and real. He knew he was playing with fire, but the allure was too strong to resist. He broke the kiss, panting slightly, his eyes searching Tucker's for any sign of hesitation. But all he saw was desire, a mirror to his own.

"I fucking need you, Tuck," Nick mumbled.

Tucker's eyes darkened, and he took another step closer. "You've got me, Nick."

They stood there for a moment, breathing heavily, before Tucker reached down and began to unbuckle Nick's pants. Nick's heart hammered in his chest as he watched, his own paws trembling slightly as he mirrored the action. They had been here before, in a sense, but never quite like this. The anticipation was intoxicating, a heady mix of excitement and dread.

Their cocks sprang free, both thick and knotted with desire. Tucker's was slightly longer, a pale pink against the white fur of his groin, while Nick's was a deep red, the same color as a freshly picked berry. They were both already slick with precum, and as they brought their hips together, the tips of their cocks met with a soft, wet sound.

The sensation was electric, a spark that shot through Nick's body and made him gasp. He had never done this with another male, not since that night with Tucker, and the novelty of it made his head spin. He watched, unable to tear his gaze away, as Tucker began to rub their cocks together, the fur of their bellies mingling with every stroke.

Their eyes locked, the air thick with tension and want. The room was a whirlwind of sensation: the smell of the rain outside, the faint scent of mint on Tucker's fur, the sound of the TV in the background. Nick reached down, his paws shaking, and wrapped one around Tucker's length, the other around his own. They stroked in unison, the friction building until it was almost unbearable.

"Fuck," Tucker hissed, "I can feel your cock throbbing against mine."

Nick could too. The memory of that night with the hyena twins had resurfaced, but it was overshadowed by the here and now, the heat and closeness of Tucker's body, the way their cocks slid against one another, the sound of their breaths mingling with the steady beat of the rain outside. It had been so long since he'd felt this way, so alive with a desire that was almost painful in its intensity.

They stumbled backward toward the bed, their paws still wrapped around each other's cocks, the need for more contact too great to be denied. They collapsed onto the soft mattress, the springs groaning under their weight. Tucker rolled them over so that they were lying side by side in a sixty-nine position, Nick's cock near his face, Tucker's at Nick's.

Neither required much encouragement to start sucking each other off.

Tucker took the lead, his mouth open and eager. He took Nick's cock deep into his throat, his cheeks hollowing with the effort. Nick watched, his eyes wide, as Tucker's muzzle disappeared and reappeared, a blur of motion that sent waves of pleasure crashing through him. He couldn't believe how good it felt, how right it seemed.

Nick returned the favor, his own mouth watering as he took Tucker's cock into his mouth. It was different from the taste of a female, a musky, male scent that was surprisingly appealing. He sucked and licked, his tongue exploring every inch of the fox's shaft, feeling him twitch and moan with every pass. The sounds they made were animalistic, primal, a symphony of lust that filled the room.

Tucker's paws found Nick's hips, his claws digging in slightly as he fucked the air in time with Nick's sucking. Nick could feel his own orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure that threatened to unravel at any moment. He reached down to stroke Tucker's balls, his own cock throbbing with every touch.

Tucker's tongue danced around Nick's tip, teasing the sensitive skin before diving back down, taking him in deep again. Nick felt his control slipping, his hips jerking involuntarily as the fox hit all the right spots. The sounds of their pleasure filled the room, a symphony of moans and wet, suckling noises that seemed to echo in the quiet of the night.

"Fuck," Nick whimpered, pulling off Tucker's cock but keeping a hand on him to stroke his saliva-slicked shaft, "I'm gonna cum Tuck..."

Tucker didn't stop. His blue eyes flicked up a Nick and he smirked around the cock in his mouth, increasing his efforts to get his best friend off, his own need to cum growing. He had always loved the way Nick's ears would flick back and forth when he was close, the way his tail would thump against the bed, and the low, guttural noises that would rumble from his chest. It had been too long since they had shared this kind of intimacy, and he wasn't going to let it end without a bang.

Nick felt the pressure build, his eyes squeezing shut as he focused on the feeling of Tucker's mouth and tongue. He could feel the fox's throat contracting around him, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his cock. His hand tightened on Tucker's shaft, his strokes becoming erratic as he approached the edge.

"Fuck, oh fuck, Tuck, I'm gonna, oh shit..."

Nick's warning was lost in a moan as he climaxed, his cock pulsing in Tucker's mouth. The fox took it all, his eyes watering slightly but his expression one of pure, unbridled satisfaction. Nick's orgasm seemed to go on forever, his body convulsing as he shot his load into Tucker's eager throat. The fox swallowed, licking his lips as he pulled back, a smug grin spreading across his face.

"Wow," Tucker grinned, "Seems like it's been a while, that was a lot, bud."

Nick could only pant in response, his body still trembling from the force of his climax. He watched as Tucker leaned back, his own cock standing tall and proud, begging for attention. Nick felt a strange sense of obligation, a need to reciprocate the pleasure he had just received.

But Tucker wasn't looking for a blowjob.

Instead, he repositioned and got himself between Nick's legs. Nick's eyes went wide as soon as he realized what his friend was planning, "Tucker, I... I have never done this before."

Tucker's smile grew gentle as he placed a paw on Nick's chest, pushing him down slightly. "Don't worry, I'll go slow," he whispered, rubbing the tip of his cock against Nick's ass.

Nick's eyes widened with a mix of fear and excitement. He had never been with a man before, but the desire burning within him was too intense to resist. He nodded, his heart racing as Tucker pressed his cock against Nick's puckered asshole.

Nick flinched, and Tucker paused, "Is it okay?" The white-furred fox asked.

Nick took a deep breath, "Yeah," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly. "I want you to."

Tucker leaned down to kiss him, his tongue pushing past Nick's lips as he reached down with his other paw to spread Nick's cheeks apart. He felt the tip of Tucker's cock pressing against him, slick with precum and spit, and despite the fear, he found himself pushing back, welcoming the intrusion.

Tucker's cock slid in, inch by inch, the pain giving way to a strange, full feeling that was unlike anything Nick had ever experienced. He moaned into the kiss, his body stretching around Tucker's thick shaft. The fox took his time, his movements slow and deliberate, giving Nick's body time to adjust to the new sensation.

"Fuck, it's so tight," Tucker grunted, pushing his cock up to the knot inside Nick's ass.

Nick's eyes rolled back in his head, a whine escaping his throat as he felt the pressure build. "Just go slow," he begged, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

Tucker did as he was asked, his eyes never leaving Nick's as he pushed in deeper, watching the expressions play out across the fox's face. There was pain, yes, but also a hint of something else, something darker and more primal. It was the same look Nick had seen in the mirror when he took a particularly nasty hit during his street-hustling days, a look that said, "I can take this."

Tucker took that look as a sign of challenge and started to fuck his friend harder, deeper, his knot swelling slightly. Nick's whimpers grew louder, his body adjusting to the new sensation, the tightness giving way to a burning pleasure that grew with every thrust. He felt so full, so claimed, and it was terrifying and exhilarating all at once as his own cock bounced against his stomach.

He wrapped his paws around Tucker's neck, pulling him closer, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to focus on the feeling of being filled by his best friend. It was so wrong, and yet it felt so right. He could feel Tucker's cock throbbing with every inch that disappeared inside him, and the thought of what was to come was both thrilling and overwhelming.

Soon he would get Tucker's knot.

Nick's paws clenched into the sheets, his nails digging into the fabric as Tucker began to fuck him in earnest, his knot pressing against the tight ring of muscle that was still trying to adjust to the new sensation. The pressure was intense, a mix of pain and pleasure that was unlike anything he had ever felt. But he didn't want it to stop. He wanted more, needed more.

"Fuck me, Tuck," Nick gasped.

Tucker's eyes blazed with lust as he picked up his pace, his knot now pushing insistently at Nick's tight hole. Nick's legs trembled, his body fighting the natural instinct to push Tucker away as the fox's knot grew larger, but he wanted this, needed this, and so he bore down, taking deep, shaky breaths as he felt the knot begin to breach him.

The pain was intense, a white-hot fire that made his eyes water, but it was quickly followed by a feeling of fullness that was indescribable. He had never been so filled, so owned, by another being. His own cock was rock hard, slapping against his stomach with every thrust of Tucker's hips. He could feel another orgasm building, a pressure that was almost painful in its intensity.

"Oh, fuck," Tucker groaned, his knot now fully seated inside Nick. "You're taking it so good, buddy."

"Cum in me," Nick pleaded as he pumped his own cock in his fist, "I want it, Tuck."

Tucker's eyes rolled back, his own climax approaching as he felt Nick's tightness around his knot. He thrust one final time, his cock pulsing as he filled Nick with his warm seed. Nick's body jerked, his own orgasm exploding through him as he shot his load onto his furry stomach, the sensation of being filled and emptied at the same time sending him over the edge.

They lay there for a moment, panting and spent, their bodies tangled together on the hotel bed. Nick felt a strange sense of vulnerability, his heart racing as the reality of what they had just done sank in. But there was also a feeling of connection, a bond that went beyond friendship, beyond the lines they had just crossed.

Tucker was the first to break the silence, his voice gentle as he brushed the fur on Nick's face. "You okay?"

Nick's eyes opened, and he nodded slowly, trying to catch his breath. "Yeah," he managed to murmur, "Yeah, I'm okay. You?"

Tucker's smile was content, his eyes still glazed with passion. "I'm better than okay," he said, his voice a little hoarse. "I wanted this for so long."

Nick swallowed hard, the weight of Tucker's confession settling in his gut like a rock. "What happens now?" he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.

Tucker pulled back slightly, his knot still lodged deep inside Nick. "What do you mean?"

Nick's heart skipped a beat. "I mean, we can't just... pretend this didn't happen. What happens tomorrow?"

Tucker's expression grew serious as he leaned in, his nose touching Nick's. "It doesn't have to change anything," he said softly, "We can keep it our little secret, just like old times."

Nick nodded, his eyes searching Tucker's for any sign of doubt. But all he saw was a fierce determination, a promise that he would keep their night together just between them. The room was filled with the scent of their mingled musk, a heady aroma that seemed to cocoon them in their shared experience.

They laid there for what felt like an eternity, their breaths slowly syncing as they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Nick's mind raced with thoughts of Judy, his heart heavy with guilt. Yet, the warmth of Tucker's body and the comfort of his knot inside him was undeniable.

Finally, Tucker spoke, his voice a gentle rumble against Nick's neck. "You're thinking about her, aren't you?"

Nick sighed, his grip on Tucker's fur tightening. "Yeah," he admitted, "I am. But I'm also thinking about us."

Tucker kissed his neck, his breath warm and comforting. "It's just one night, Nick. You don't have to feel guilty. We both know how much we've missed this."

"But what if," Nick paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts, "I don't want it to be one night?"

Tucker's knot finally fell out of Nick, and his eyes searched his best friend's, "What are you saying?"

Nick took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his own words. "I'm saying...I don't know if I can just go back to the way things were. This feels...right. And, well, can I tell you something?"

Tucker's gaze was unwavering, filled with a mix of hope and concern. "You can tell me anything, Nick."

Nick took a deep breath, his heart hammering in his chest. "There's something I need to tell you," he began, his voice a whisper. "Judy and I, we've had a fantasy..." He trailed off, watching Tucker's reaction closely.

Tucker's ears perked up, curiosity piqued. "A fantasy?"

Nick nodded, his cheeks flushing under the fox's gaze. "Yeah, a threesome. With another guy." He took a deep breath, "But there's no one I could really trust before..."

Tucker's expression was unreadable for a moment, his eyes searching Nick's face. Then, a slow grin spread across his muzzle. "So, what you're saying is, you want me to be part of that fantasy?"

Nick felt his face heat up even further, but he didn't look away. "Yeah, I think so. I mean, why not come by my place tomorrow for dinner, meet her, see if we can, you know, hit it off?"

Tucker's grin grew wider, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Dinner and a show, huh?"

Nick couldn't help but chuckle, his nerves easing slightly. "Yeah, something like that." He paused, his gaze dropping to the bed. "But I need to be honest with her, Tuck. I can't just fuck you on the side. All or nothing."

Tucker's smile didn't falter, his paws running soothing circles on Nick's chest. "I get it, buddy. We'll figure it out." He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Nick's cheek. "But for now, let's just enjoy the night we have."

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TWO - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?

The next morning, Nick awoke with a start, gasping for air as he shot up from his slumber. For a few moments, he was confused as to where he was, but then the hotel room and Tucker came into focus, and the Arctic fox lay peacefully beside him. His mind was a jumble of emotions, guilt, and exhilaration fighting for dominance. He looked over at Tucker, his heart aching as he remembered the passionate night they had shared. The fox was still asleep, snoring softly, a small smile playing on his lips.

Nick's bladder reminded him of his physical needs, and with a heavy sigh, he swung his legs over the side of the bed. The cool air of the room hit his naked body, making his fur stand on end. He padded softly across the floor to the bathroom, the memory of their encounter playing on a loop in his mind. He flicked the light on, the harsh glow illuminating the small space. He looked at himself in the mirror, his reflection looking as if he'd been through a war zone—mussed fur, bruises from where Tucker's claws had dug in during their passion, and a smug grin that he couldn't wipe away.

As he started to piss, the stream a pale yellow against the porcelain, the bathroom door creaked open. He didn't need to look to know it was Tucker; the fox yawned and stretched, his fur ruffling in the most endearing way. Nick's cock twitched slightly at the sight of him, and he felt a pang of desire as Tucker stepped up to the toilet beside him, cock in hand.

"Mornin', bud," Tucker smiled as he began to take a leak beside Nick.

"Dammit, Tuck," Nick chuckled, "Can't I even piss alone?"

Tucker grinned back, his eyes half-lidded with sleep. "What, you don't like an audience?"

Nick rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the smirk that played at the corners of his muzzle. "Not when I'm half-asleep and half-hard," he quipped, shaking off the last drops of urine.

Tucker did the same and then turned to face Nick, their cocks gliding over one another, the tips still glistening with their recent release. "You know, this is the first time I've seen you naked in a decade," he said, his tone teasing but with an underlying seriousness. "I can't help but want to see it more."

With their cocks touching, Nick felt a jolt of arousal that he hadn't anticipated. He glanced down, watching as a drop of piss beaded at the tip of Tucker's cock. The sight was too tempting to resist, and before he could think better of it, he got down on his knees and licked the drop away. Tucker's eyes went wide with surprise before a low growl of pleasure escaped his throat.

The sound sent a shiver down Nick's spine, and he found himself eager to hear more. He took Tucker's cock in his mouth, sucking him gently, savoring the taste of his friend's musk. The fox's breath hitched, and his claws dug into Nick's shoulders, guiding him deeper. The room filled with the sound of wet sucking noises and Tucker's moans, echoing off the tiles. Nick could feel his own cock thickening again, the sensation of Tucker's fur brushing against his cheeks sending waves of pleasure through his body.

"Your little bunny enjoy you being this horny?" Tucker chuckled as he watched Nick swallow his cock.

Nick pulled back with a gasp, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Fuck you, Tuck." Before going back down and sucking his friend off.

Tucker's eyes rolled back, his hips bucking slightly. "Maybe you should," he moaned, his grip on Nick's head tightening.

Nick pulled his mouth off Tucker's prick and smirked, "Bend over the sink then."

Tucker's grin grew wider as he turned and bent over, his tail flicking in anticipation. Nick stepped closer, his cock now fully hard as he took in the sight of Tucker's pink hole. He spit in his palm, then smeared it over his cock, the saliva acting as a makeshift lubricant. He stepped closer, his heart racing as he positioned himself at Tucker's asshole.

With a firm push, Nick's cock breached Tucker's tight hole. The fox let out a guttural moan, his claws gripping the porcelain sink. Nick took a moment to revel in the feeling of being inside his best friend, the heat and tightness unlike anything he had felt before. He began to fuck Tucker, slow and deep, his eyes locked on their reflection in the mirror.

Tucker's moans grew louder, his body moving in time with Nick's thrusts. The sound was like music to Nick's ears, a symphony of pleasure that seemed to echo through the room. He could see the tension building in Tucker's body, the muscles in his back tightening as he approached climax. Nick reached around to stroke the fox's cock, feeling the familiar warmth and weight of it in his paw.

"Is this, ngh, shit, is this how you fuck Judy?" Tucker snorted as Nick fucked him.

Nick's rhythm didn't falter, his eyes never leaving their reflection. "Sometimes," he murmured, his voice thick with desire, "She's got a tight little pussy on her."

Tucker's hips jerked back, pushing himself onto Nick's cock harder, his moans turning into a desperate whine. "Fuck, I wanna bang her brains out with you," he managed to gasp out.

The raw carnality of Tucker's words sent a new wave of desire through Nick, making his thrusts more urgent. He could feel his own orgasm building, the pressure at the base of his cock growing with each stroke. "You want that?" he growled, his voice low and gravelly. "You want to fuck her together? Double stuff her bunny cunt?"

"Yeah," Tucker panted, his eyes squeezed shut as he pushed back against Nick, "Oh fuck, yeah."

The thought of sharing Judy with Tucker was both terrifying and exhilarating. Nick had never considered anything like this before outside of the fantasy he and Judy shared in the bedroom, but now, it was all he could think about. He pumped faster, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the small bathroom.

Tucker's body tensed, and with a strangled cry, he came, spurting his load over the sink and the mirror. Nick's eyes went wide at the sight, and he felt his own climax approaching. He pulled out of Tucker, his cock aching with the need to cum. He stroked himself a few times before he too exploded, painting Tucker's furry ass with ropes of cum.

They both panted, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Nick leaned against the sink, his legs wobbly, trying to catch his breath. Tucker turned to face him, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure and a smug smile playing on his muzzle. "Try not to exhaust yourself, Nicky," he quipped, reaching back to feel the warm stickiness on his fur, "Save some of that energy for tonight."

Nick couldn't help but laugh, the tension between them easing slightly. "Yeah, well, don't get too excited. I still have to figure out how I am gonna bring it up with Judy."

Tucker winked, "I know you got a way with words."

They cleaned up, the awkwardness of their encounter giving way to the comfort of their long friendship. Dressing in the aftermath of their impromptu tryst, they exchanged a knowing smile as they stepped into the bright morning sun.

"So," Tucker put on a pair of sunglasses, "I got some business in town. What time do you want me to come over tonight?"

Nick swallowed, his mind racing. "Let's say, seven?" he suggested, trying to keep his voice steady.

Tucker nodded, a knowing look in his eyes. "I'll be there. You sure you're ready for this?"

Nick took a deep breath, the weight of the decision pressing down on him. "As ready as I'll ever be."

Now it was only a matter of Judy being ready.

The sun was high in the sky by the time Nick made it to the police station. The smell of coffee and the bustle of officers going about their day greeted him as he walked in, a stark contrast to the quiet, intimate moments he had just shared with Tucker. He took a moment to compose himself, smoothing his fur and tucking in his shirt before making his way to the bullpen to find Judy.

Her ears perked up when she saw him, a smile lighting up her face as she hopped off the chair she had been sitting on to type out reports. "Hey, you're here," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "How was the night? You and this old buddy of yours stay out of trouble or do I need to arrest you?"

Nick forced a laugh, trying to ignore the guilt that was now a permanent fixture in his chest. "Just a couple of drinks," he said, his voice a tad too casual. "Reminisced about old times."

Judy's eyes searched his, and for a moment, Nick was sure she could see right through him. "You okay?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.

Nick nodded, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, just a bit tired. Getting too old to stay out all night drinking. Thank fuck I have the day off."

Judy chuckled, reaching out to ruffle his fur. "You're never too old for a good time." She paused, her gaze lingering on him a moment too long. "But you do look like you need some rest."

Nick nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Yeah, I do." He took a deep breath. "Hey, I invited Tucker over for dinner tonight. I want you to meet him. My place."

Judy's smile grew wider, her eyes lighting up with curiosity. "Really? I get to meet your boyfriend?" She teased.

But Nick's fur stood on end, and he stammered through his words, "What? No, I mean, he's not my... I just thought it would be nice for you two to meet, you know, you always ask about my old life."

Judy raised an eyebrow, her gaze skeptical but amused. "Alright, sure. Sounds like fun." She leaned in closer, whispering, "Just don't expect me to leave the two of you alone, Wilde. I want to know everything about your 'buddy'."

Did she know?

The question echoed in Nick's mind as he watched Judy walk back to her desk, her tail flicking playfully. The tease she had thrown at him had hit too close to home, and now he couldn't shake the feeling that she was onto something. He took a deep breath, trying to push the doubt aside.

Nick headed to his apartment.

The day dragged on, each tick of the clock a painful reminder of what he had planned for tonight, a threesome with Judy and his best friend, Tucker. When he and Judy got into dirty talk, the subject of a threesome had come up before, but it was always just a fantasy, something to get off to. Now, the possibility was real, and he wondered if it was just pillow talk or if Judy was in for it. He sure as hell knew Tucker was. Now it was just a matter of making it happen.

Nick cleaned up his apartment, making sure everything was just right for the dinner. The smell of roast chicken filled the air as he put the finishing touches on the meal. His mind raced with thoughts of how to bring up the subject, how to make it seem casual yet significant. He knew Judy was open-minded, but this was a whole new level of openness. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves.

The doorbell rang, and his heart skipped a beat. He glanced at the clock—right on time. Tucker was dressed casually in a pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt but with a hint of something extra, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he stepped into the apartment. Nick couldn't help but notice the way his eyes swept over the place, taking in the candles and the dimmed lights, the clear signs of an intimate evening.

"Damn, Nicky," Tucker chuckled, "It looks like you got something planned for tonight."

Nick's cheeks flushed a bit as he turned from the kitchen. "Just setting the mood," he said with a shrug, trying to keep his cool. "You know, ambiance and all that."

Tucker's smirk grew wider as he took in the sight of Nick, apron still on from cooking, looking slightly flustered. "I see," he said, his voice a low purr, "And what kind of mood are we setting exactly?"

Nick cleared his throat, trying to ignore the way Tucker's gaze lingered on his body. "Dinner first," he said firmly, "We'll talk about that later."

The doorbell chimed again, and this time it was Judy. She was dressed in a floral summer dress that barely grazed her knees, the fabric clinging to her curves like a second skin. Her eyes widened when she saw Tucker, and Nick felt his stomach twist into knots. This was it.

"You must be Tucker," she said, extending a paw.

Tucker took it, his eyes sweeping over her body with an appreciative gaze before returning to her eyes. "Judy Hopps," he said with a charming smile, "the infamous bunny cop I've heard so much about. I gotta say, I never expected you to look so... delicious."

Nick's ears went back at the blatant flirtation, but he held his tongue as he saw Judy's cheeks color slightly. She was playing along, and for now, that was all that mattered.

Dinner was a tense affair, filled with awkward pauses and forced laughter. Nick couldn't help but feel like he was juggling hand grenades, waiting for one to blow. The conversation was stilted, each of them dancing around the elephant in the room. Nick's thoughts were a tornado of what-ifs and how-tos, his mind racing to figure out the right way to broach the subject.

Leave it to Tucker to lighten the mood, "Yo, Nicky, you got anything other than carrot juice to drink around here?" He chuckled before looking at Judy, "No offense, darlin', but I thought we were having a grown-up dinner."

"Yeah, Nick," Judy smirked at Nick across the table, "How about some real drinks? Unless you're worried I'll get you and your friend drunk and take advantage of you both."

Tucker's ears perked up, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Like I would stop you," he said, his gaze flicking to Nick.

Nick felt his heart racing as he rose to get the drinks, trying to decide if he should just go for it and tell Judy now or wait for the perfect moment. As he pulled out a bottle of wine from the fridge, he heard Tucker start telling a story from their school days, the one about the time they stole the principal's car.

"...and we drove it into the pool," Tucker concluded with a laugh, "Best prank ever."

Judy's eyes widened with a mix of shock and amusement. "Wow, you two really knew how to live it up back then."

Nick managed a chuckle, his hand shaking slightly as he poured the wine. "Yeah, we had our moments." He handed a glass to each of them before taking a seat on the couch. Tucker sat down on one end and Judy in the middle, their legs brushing against each other's. The air was thick with tension, the kind that could only be cut with a well-placed joke or a bold move.

"So, Tucker," Judy said, taking a sip of her wine, "What do you do these days?"

"Just Tuck will do," He grinned at her, casually resting his paw on her thigh, "I'm a free spirit, traveling from place to place. You know, living the dream," Tucker said with a wink.

Judy's eyes widened slightly at the contact, but she didn't move away. Instead, she took another sip of her wine, her gaze flicking between Nick and Tucker. "Sounds... interesting," she said, her voice a little more measured than before.

Nick took a deep breath and leaned back into the couch, his own paw resting on Judy's other thigh. "Yeah, Tuck's always been a wildman," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "Can't tie him down."

Tucker's paw inched higher up Judy's thigh, his thumb making small circles. "But who says I want to be tied down?" He looked at Nick with a glint in his eye, "I mean, I could get used to some company now and then."

Judy's cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink, and she took a larger gulp of wine. Nick's heart thumped in his chest, the moment of truth approaching, the air in the room thick with the tension of unspoken desires.

"What do you mean?" Judy asked, playing coy, her eyes darting to Nick, who swallowed hard.

"Just having fun," Tucker smiled at her, "With good people. Sure, I like to fly solo now and then, but I can't help but want to make connections with others."

Judy's gaze remained locked on Tucker's hand, which was now dangerously close to sliding under her dress. "Connections, huh?" she asked, her voice a little shakier than before.

Nick took a deep breath, deciding it was time to dive in. "I think I am starting to feel a... connection."

Judy's eyes snapped to him, and he could see the curiosity mixed with a hint of excitement. "Are you two trying to seduce me?" she asked, playing along.

Nick took a deep breath, his heart pounding. "Well, unless you have any objections," he began, his voice low and steady, "Do you, Carrots?"

Judy's eyes danced between the two of them, her gaze lingering on Tucker's hand still on her thigh. "Objections?" she echoed, her voice a whisper. She then lifted up the skirt of her dress to show them she wasn't wearing any panties, a sly smile spreading across her muzzle. "I think I can handle a little bit of company."

Her little rabbit pussy was on full display, wet and inviting. Nick's cock twitched at the sight, and he felt his control slipping away. "Judy," he began, his voice hoarse with desire, "are you sure about this?"

She looked at him, her eyes dark with lust. "As sure as I've ever been," she said, her voice a purr before leaning in to kiss Nick.

The moment their lips touched, Tucker's hand slid up Judy's thigh, his paw gentle as it reached her bare pussy. He stroked her slit, teasing the wetness that had pooled there. Judy moaned into Nick's mouth, her hips instinctively rocking against the fox's touch. Nick's hand mirrored Tucker's, moving to cup her breast through her dress, kneading it.

Breaking the kiss, Judy turned to Tucker, her eyes glazed with desire. She leaned in and kissed him, her tongue dancing with his as Nick watched, his own need growing by the second. He felt like he was watching a dream unfold before him, a fantasy he never knew he could have in reality.

Tucker's hand slipped away from Judy's pussy and moved to the buttons of her dress, deftly undoing it. The fabric parted to reveal her small breasts, her pink nipples erect and begging to be touched. Nick's gaze dropped to them, his mouth watering at the sight. He leaned in and took one in his mouth, sucking and licking as Judy gasped into Tucker's kiss.

Judy spread her legs wider as she sat between the two foxes. She broke the kiss with Tucker and looked between them as she reached down and spread her puffy pussy lips, "So which of you two wants dessert?"

Tucker looked at Nick, who nodded in his direction.

"Go ahead," Nick said with a smirk.

Tucker didn't need further encouragement. He slipped off the couch, got on his knees before Judy, and leaned in, his muzzle pressing against Judy's slick folds, his tongue flicking out to taste her. Judy's body arched with pleasure, her nails digging into the couch cushions as Tucker began to lick her pussy. Nick watched, his own arousal growing as he saw his friend's tongue dance over his girlfriend's clit, her moans growing louder with each pass.

Judy's hips rocked back and forth, her legs quivering as Tucker worked his magic. Nick could feel the heat of her arousal from where he sat, and the scent of her desire filled the room. He couldn't hold back anymore. He leaned in, his mouth claiming hers as he felt her body tense up; she was close, so close.

"You gonna cum for him, Carrots?" Nick mumbled against her mouth.

Judy whined, her eyes squeezing shut. "Oh, yes, yes..." she breathed.

Nick's cock strained against his pants, and he could feel his knot swelling. He reached down and unbuckled his pants, his cock springing free. He stroked it, watching Tucker's eager tongue darting in and out of Judy's tight cunt, listening to the wet sounds of his friend devouring his girlfriend.

"Tuck," Nick's voice was thick with desire, "Why don't you take a break?"

Tucker pulled back with a wet pop, his muzzle glistening with Judy's juices, and gave Nick a knowing look, "Have at her, bud," he said as he leaned back away from Judy so Nick could get his face between her legs.

Nick didn't hesitate. He slid off the couch and onto his knees, taking over from Tucker. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating, and he felt like he could drown in it. He licked her clit, his tongue swirling around it as Judy's moans grew louder. Her hips bucked against his face, and he knew she was losing her mind.

"Fuck, Nick, oh fuck yes," Judy mewled, her legs spread wide, giving him full access to her wet pussy. He could feel her muscles tighten around his tongue as he lapped up her sweetness, the taste of her making him crazier with every stroke.

Tucker rose to his feet beside them and took out his cock, giving it a few strokes before offering it to Judy, "Want a taste?"

Without any hesitation, she leaned over and took Tucker's length in her mouth, greedily taking him in, her cheeks hollowing out with each suck. Nick's own cock was now rock hard and begging for attention but he focused on Judy's dripping cunt, lapping at her with a hunger he had never felt before, eager to hear Judy's moans around Tucker's prick.

Tucker's hand was in her hair, guiding her movements, his hips thrusting gently into her mouth. Nick watched, the sight of his girlfriend with his best friend's cock in her mouth making him feel a mix of emotions—lust, excitement, and a hint of something primal as Judy's whimpers grew louder, ropes of drool flicking off her chin and onto her small breasts as she sucked Tucker down to the knot.

Nick focused on her pussy, feeling her pulse against his tongue as he flicked it rapidly over her clit. He could feel her getting closer, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He sucked harder, feeling her clit swell under his tongue as she neared climax. Then it happened, her body arched off the couch, her cunt clenched around his mouth as she let out a scream of pleasure around Tucker's cock, her orgasm rocking through her body. Nick felt the warmth of her juices flood his mouth as she came, her pussy spasming against his tongue. He drank it all in, savoring the taste of her.

Tucker groaned, his cock pulsing in Judy's mouth, and Nick knew he was close. He pulled back, watching as his friend's cock slipped out of her mouth with a wet pop, and a string of saliva connecting them. "You gonna come help her out?" Tucker asked with a smug smile, stroking his saliva-slicked cock.

Nick nodded. He climbed back onto the couch and leaned in to kiss Judy, tasting Tucker on her tongue. Then, together, they turned to Tucker, their eyes locked as they took his cock into their mouths. Judy's eyes went wide with excitement as she watched Nick, his tongue swirling around the head of Tucker's dick, licking and sucking alongside her own efforts. She had never seen him with another man before, and the sight was intoxicating.

It was just like in their fantasies.

Nick's heart was racing as he felt Tucker's cock swell in his mouth, the knot at the base growing larger, as Judy's tongue focused on that before they switched tasks, Judy now deepthroating the Arctic fox while Nick's tongue washed Tucker's knot, teasing the sensitive area just below it. Tucker's breath grew ragged, his hands tightening in their fur, pressing their faces against his groin.

"Fuck," Tucker moaned as he watched the two lovers work him over, their mouths in a passionate dance of pleasure. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. "You two are gonna make me pop," he warned, his hips bucking wildly as they took turns teasing his knot.

Judy pulled her mouth off Tucker's cock and gripped it in her tiny paw, "Then do it," she hissed, "Do it on Nick's face."

With a growl, Tucker complied, his hips jerking as he shot his hot load, painting Nick's muzzle and eyes with his cum. Nick's eyes went wide with shock and pleasure as he felt the sticky warmth cover him, and he could feel the power of the moment, the way their relationship had just shifted.

As soon as the last drop of cum hit Nick's face, Judy was there to lick it up, her tongue tracing a hot path along his cheeks and down to his mouth, sharing the salty taste with him in a kiss that was as fiery as it was tender. Nick's heart raced as he realized that she was into this, really into this. He had never seen her this wild, this uninhibited, and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Breaking away from the kiss, Nick looked at Tucker, who was watching them with a look that was half shock, half arousal. "You guys are something else," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "I've never seen anyone handle a cock quite like that, Judy."

"Guess I had a good teacher," She grinned over at Nick, letting him know exactly that she knew all about his proclivities with men.

Nick's heart stopped for a beat before racing again, "Y-yeah," he stammered, "Tucker and I have a bit of history I never told you about."

"You don't need to tell me anything," Judy chuckled as she wiped her mouth with her forearm, "Just show me. Take me to the bedroom, boys."

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THREE - No Boundaries

By the time the three of them made it to Nick's bedroom, all their clothing had been stripped away, leaving them all bare and vulnerable, their hearts racing with excitement and anticipation. The room was dimly lit, with the scent of their combined arousal hanging in the air like a heady perfume. Nick couldn't believe this was happening, that his two most intimate desires were standing before him, ready and willing to indulge in a night of passion that he had only ever dreamt of.

The three of them tumbled into Nick's bed, a mess of black satin sheets and pillows, their limbs entangling in a dance of desire that had been building for what felt like an eternity. Nick took a moment to drink in the sight of Judy and Tucker, the soft curve of Judy's belly, the firmness of Tucker's muscles under his fur. It was surreal, and he never wanted it to end.

Tucker needed a moment to recover from painting Nick's face in cum but was eager to keep pleasing, so he reached over and grabbed Nick's cock, giving it a few gentle strokes. Nick's eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a low moan as he felt his best friend's hand on him. "You're so fucking hot, Nicky," Tucker whispered, his voice thick with lust. "How are you doing?"

Nick's voice was a mix of surprise and excitement, "I'm... I'm good." He looked over at Judy, who was watching them with a hungry expression, her hand between her legs playing with her slit. "Judy," he said, his voice hoarse, "What about you?"

Her eyes never left Tucker's hand as it worked Nick's cock. "I'm... I'm more than good," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "I want to watch you guys for a bit."

Nick's hips bucked into Tucker's hand, his breath coming in short gasps. The thought of her eyes on them made him even harder. "You like watching me with a guy?" he managed to ask, his voice tight with pleasure.

Judy's eyes lit up with mischief, "You have no idea," she said, her voice a seductive purr. "Keep going, I want to see how far you two can go."

Tucker took the challenge, his strokes on Nick's cock growing bolder as he watched Judy's hand move faster between her legs. Nick's eyes rolled back in his head, his hips moving in time with Tucker's hand. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, his cock leaking precum, "Suck me, Tuck..."

Tucker grinned, leaning in to swallow Nick's cock whole. Judy watched, her own breath hitching as she saw her boyfriend's cock disappear into the fox's mouth, his cheeks hollowing with each suck. It was mesmerizing, the way Tucker's head bobbed with every stroke, the way Nick's eyes rolled back in ecstasy. She felt a thrill run through her, a mix of arousal and possessiveness as she curled two fingers inside her cunt.

Nick's moans grew louder, his body tightening as Tucker's hand worked his shaft in tandem with his mouth. "Fuck, Tuck," he groaned, "You're so good."

Tucker pulled back, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "You want more?" He didn't wait for a response before sliding down Nick's body, his tongue flicking around his knot. But that wasn't his only move as Nick could feel one of Tucker's fingers pressing against his asshole.

Nick's eyes shot open, looking down at Tucker's mischievous smile, "You going to do it or what?"

"Do what?" Tucker feigned innocence, his finger pressing at Nick's entrance.

"You know what," Nick gritted out, his body trembling with anticipation.

"Mm, you mean finger your ass?" Tucker snickered between licks of Nick's knot, "I don't think you're quite ready yet, but maybe..." Tucker turned to Judy who was pumping her fingers inside of her dripping cunt, "C'mere and give me a hand?"

Judy didn't need another invitation, she was already sliding over, her body gliding over the cool satin sheets like a serpent stalking its prey. She hovered over Nick, her breath warm against his cock, her eyes dark with desire as she knew exactly what Tucker had planned. "Ready for this, Nick?" she whispered, her voice low and sultry.

Nick nodded, spreading his legs wider and bending his knees, exposing his pink asshole to both Judy and Tucker, "Do it," he murmured.

Judy's eyes widened slightly with excitement and a touch of naughtiness as she leaned in closer, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She traced a line from his balls to his asshole, her nose nuzzling against his fur as she took in his scent. Nick's body jerked at the sensation, his breath hitching as she explored him with her tongue. It was new, it was taboo, but oh, it felt so fucking good.

Tucker continued to lick Nick's throbbing cock as Judy lubed up her boyfriend's ass with her tongue, a dual sensation that was driving Nick to the point of madness. His eyes rolled back, and he couldn't believe how intense it was, feeling his best friend's mouth and his girlfriend's tongue in such intimate places. Then, with a wink at Judy, Tucker slipped a digit into Nick's tight asshole, his finger sliding in with surprising ease. Nick gasped, his body tensing up before relaxing as he grew accustomed to the sensation. Tucker's finger began to move, and Nick could feel the beginnings of something incredible building within him.

Judy leaned up and took a long lick of Nick's cock, "You're so fucking hot," she whispered, her paw back between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously as she watched Tucker's finger work her boyfriend's asshole.

Nick's eyes snapped to her, "Fuck, Judy," he groaned, his voice strained, "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

"Not yet," She hissed, leaning away from him. "I want it inside me."

Nick's cock was a steel rod, begging to be buried in her tight cunt. He nodded, his eyes glazed with need. Tucker pulled his finger out with a wet pop, and Nick felt a sudden emptiness. But it was soon replaced with something else entirely as Judy climbed up on Nick's body, her pussy hovering over his cock.

He watched as she positioned herself, her cunt swollen and wet. She took him in hand, guiding him to her entrance, and then, with a single, smooth motion, she lowered herself onto him, her pussy swallowing him down to the just before the knot. Nick's eyes rolled back in his head, the sensation of her tightness around him almost too much to handle. He could feel the warmth of her pussy, the way she squeezed him as she took him inch by inch.

Not to be left out, Tucker got between their legs and flicked his tongue over them both, from Nick's knot all the way top Judy's own puckered anus, he bathed them in saliva as Judy started to ride Nick's aching prick, her movements slow and deliberate at first, then growing more frantic as she chased her own climax.

Nick's eyes never left hers, watching the play of emotions across her face as she took him in, feeling her tightness around him, her walls fluttering with every movement. "You feel so good," he groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet her, eager to fill her completely.

Judy's breath hitched as she felt him hit that perfect spot deep inside her, her body shuddering with pleasure. "More, I need more cock," she panted, looking over her shoulder at the Arctic fox, who was more than happy to oblige.

With his cock hard once more, Tucker positioned himself behind Judy, sliding his cock along Nick's length, "You sure you can handle both of us, little bunny?"

Judy's eyes glazed over with lust, "Yes," she replied, her voice a seductive growl, "fuck me until I go limp."

With that, Tucker didn't waste a second. He lined his cock up with Judy's pussy and pushed in alongside Nick's, both cocks stretching her wide. Judy's gasp filled the room, her body adjusting to the sensation of being filled by two cocks at once.

"Holy fuck," Nick gasped, "It's so tight..."

Judy's eyes rolled back in her head, a symphony of pleasure playing out across her face as she felt the pressure of two cocks inside her. Tucker's cock slid in alongside Nick's, stretching her in ways she had never felt before. Her pussy clamped down around them, trying to accommodate their thickness.

"Slowly," she hissed, "I want to feel every inch."

Tucker chuckled, "As you wish, darlin'." He pushed in further, the sound of wet flesh filling the room, until his knot was pressing against her swollen lips. Nick's own knot was already swollen, begging to be buried inside her too.

They both started to move, their hips rocking in unison, filling her up completely with every thrust. The sensation was overwhelming, a delicious pressure that had her moaning and writhing on their cocks. She felt so full, so used, and it was all she had ever wanted. Her orgasm was building again, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to consume her whole. Tucker buried his face against her neck, kissing and licking while Nick held her gaze, his eyes burning with passion.

"How's it feel?" he asked her, his hips driving his cock deeper into her filled hole.

"So...so full," Judy panted, her body shaking with the effort to handle their combined size. "It's...it's incredible. Fuck me. Use me."

Her words sent a shiver of excitement through both Nick and Tucker, and they picked up their pace, their cocks moving in tandem inside her tight, wet cunt. Nick's knot was swelling, and he knew it wouldn't be long before it was ready to fill her with cum.

Tucker locked eyes with Nick, "I love you, man," he whispered before leaning in to kiss him deeply, their tongues dueling as their cocks pistoned in and out of Judy's welcoming heat. Nick's eyes widened with surprise before melting into affection, his own passion spiking. They had crossed a line, but it didn't feel wrong. It felt...right.

Judy watched the intimate kiss with a mix of arousal and amazement. She had never seen Nick look so alive, so consumed by pleasure. And as she felt their cocks stretching her, filling her, she realized she had never felt so alive herself. The sight of them, sharing such an intimate moment, was too much for her. With a loud, guttural cry, she came, her pussy clenching around their cocks, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

But they didn't let her rest, even as she came around their combined pricks they fucked her relentlessly, her pussy milking them both. Nick felt his knot swell even larger, his balls tightening with the promise of release. He knew he couldn't hold back much longer. The feeling of Tucker's cock sliding against his and Judy's clenching cunt around them both was driving him wild.

Tucker broke the kiss with his best friend, panting heavily, "I'm gonna cum," he murmured into Nick's ear, "I'm gonna fill her up."

Nick nodded, his own orgasm building. "Do it," he urged, his hips moving in time with Tucker's, both of them driving deep inside Judy's quivering cunt, their knots stretching her opening, "Knot her with me."

Judy was drunk on their cocks, her eyes rolled back, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she squeaked and cried out, "YES!" she screamed, "KNOT ME!"

Her body was theirs, a plaything for their pleasure, and as Tucker's knot slammed into her, her pussy stretched wide, taking both of them in a way she had never thought possible. Nick's knot followed quickly after, and she was filled to the brim with fox cock, her body trembling with the intensity of it all.

The two men groaned in unison, their hips thrusting deep as they tied themselves to her, their knots swelling inside her, locking them together in a primal dance of mating. Judy could feel her pussy clamping down around them, her walls contracting in an attempt to milk every drop of cum out of their swollen balls.

"CUM!" She demanded, "Cum in me!"

Her words sent a bolt of pleasure through Nick and Tucker, and with one final, powerful thrust, they both shot their loads inside her, filling her to the brim with their seed. The feeling of their knots pulsing in her was almost too much, and she screamed as another orgasm washed over her, her cunt spasming around them.

Tucker leaned back, his cock still buried to the hilt, his knot thick and swollen, keeping him locked in place. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. "She's so fucking tight! I can feel your cum, Nick!"

Nick nodded, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as his own knot swelled, trapping him inside of Judy. "Fuck yes," he managed to get out, his voice a low growl as he felt Tucker's prick throb against her in that tight place.

Judy's eyes rolled back in her head, her body convulsing as she felt their knots fill her up, their warmth spreading through her. She had never felt so complete, so utterly possessed. She could feel their hearts beating in sync with hers, their breaths mingling with her own. She collapsed on Nick, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, her paws clutching at his fur as she tried to process what had just happened.

Nick held her tight, feeling the warmth of her body surrounding his cock, Tucker's knot pressing against him. "You okay?" he asked, his voice thick with concern and lust.

Judy nodded, her breathing still ragged. "More than okay," she murmured, her voice a whisper against his chest. "It's just... a lot."

Nick chuckled, his own chest heaving. "It is," he agreed. "But you liked it, right?"

Judy looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "Liked it?" she repeated, her voice incredulous. "I fucking love it. You two are... wow."

The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, the scent of sex thick in the air. Tucker leaned in, pressing a kiss to Judy's cheek before whispering in her ear, "Good little bunny, you did so well."

Judy giggled, feeling a blush spread across her cheeks. Despite the intense experience, she felt a warmth in her heart at their gentle banter. "I had some great teachers," she teased, glancing back at the two of them, their knots still locked deep inside her.

They just lay there for a while, locked in their intimate embrace, the knots of the foxes slowly shrinking and finally their cocks fell out of her used cunt, cum spilling out and onto Nick's sheets. The three of them were a tangled mess of fur and sweat, their hearts pounding in their chests like drums. Nick's mind was racing with thoughts and emotions, trying to process the intensity of the moment they had just shared.

Tucker leaned in and kissed Nick softly, their tongues dancing briefly before pulling away. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice hoarse from his own moans.

Nick's heart swelled, and he felt a warmth in his chest that had nothing to do with the exertion of their lovemaking. "Thank you, Tuck," he murmured back, feeling the depth of his friend's gratitude and affection.

"Should I give you two a minute?" Judy smirked at the men.

Tucker chuckled, his fur sticking to his sweaty body, "Nah, I think we're all good," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief as he reached down to stroke Nick's softening cock.

Judy wiggled herself out from between them, swinging her feet off Nick's bed to stand, "Well, you two try and control yourselves, I need to pee."

The men couldn't help but watch her sashay away, their eyes lingering on her round, fur-covered ass. She glanced over her shoulder with a smug smile, knowing the effect she had on them. Nick couldn't believe this was his life. His best friend and his girlfriend, both accepting and eager to explore his fantasies.

As the door clicked shut behind Judy, Tucker looked at Nick, a question in his blue eyes. "You okay, bud?"

Nick nodded, still in shock at the reality of the situation. "Yeah, I'm just... fuck, man." He breathed out, his chest still heaving.

"You don't regret this, do you?" Tucker's voice was filled with concern, his hand resting on Nick's thigh.

Nick's eyes snapped to his friend's, a grin spreading across his face. "Regret it?" He laughed, "Are you kidding me? That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever done."

Tucker's relief was palpable, and he leaned over to kiss Nick again, this time with more passion. Nick's arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer, their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. They kissed deeply, tasting themselves on each other's tongues, savoring the intimacy of the moment. When they finally broke away, they both lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"This is...this is something else," Nick murmured, still trying to grasp the reality of what they had just shared with Judy.

Nick's grin grew wolfish. "I hope not," he said, "But I do need to take a breather."

Tucker chuckled, his hand sliding down Nick's body to cup his balls, gently rolling them in his palm. "Don't worry, bud," he said, his voice low and comforting, "We've got all night."

Judy returned from the bathroom, her cheeks still flushed from the exertion. She saw the two men lying there, hands roaming over one another, their cocks mostly sheathed but dripping remnants of their release. It was a sight that took her breath away, and she felt her own arousal spike again. She sauntered over to the bed, a playful look in her eye. "So, what's the plan now?"

"Other than try and catch my breath?" Nick laughed, his chest still rising and falling with deep breaths, his body still trembling from the intense climax. "Now it's my turn to take a leak."

"I hear that," Tucker sat up and stretched, raising his lithe arms over his head, "I gotta race like a piss horse."

Judy giggled, "You guys are ridiculous."

"You know, back in the old day,s animals used to mark their prey, don't you, Carrots?" Nick smirked at her as he stood.

Judy's eyes followed him, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Oh, really?" She sat up, her legs swinging over the side of the bed, "Too bad we live in a modern society now. Unless..."

Nick paused, looking over his shoulder at her with a raised eyebrow, "Unless what?"

Judy's grin grew wicked, "Unless we decide to bring back some old traditions."

Nick's heart skipped a beat, the idea both thrilling and absurd. "You're kidding, right?"

Judy shrugged, a glint in her eye. "Why not?"

Nick and Tucker exchanged a look, a mix of surprise and excitement. This was uncharted territory, but the thrill of the unknown was part of the adventure. Tucker leaned in, his voice low and teasing. "You really want to go there, little bunny?"

Judy's eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking between the two of them. "Do you two think you can handle it?"

"Okay, okay, hold up," Nick laughed, raising his hands. "We ain't doing this in my bed. Bathroom?"

Judy nodded, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Lead the way, boys."

Nick and Tucker didn't need any more encouragement. They followed her, their cocks bobbing with renewed interest as they made their way to the bathroom. The air was charged with excitement as they stepped into the small, steamy room, the scent of sex and desire lingering on their fur.

Judy climbed into the nearby bathtub, her eyes never leaving the foxes' faces. She felt a thrill of power, watching them both look at her with hunger in their eyes. "Well boys," she said, her voice a playful purr, "Are you going to mark your prey?"

Nick's cock twitched at her words, his mind racing with the idea. He stepped closer to her, his nose twitching as he took in her scent, all musky and sweet from their lovemaking. Tucker was right there with him, his own cock in hand as he took in the sight of her.

"You want us to mark you?" Nick's voice was gruff, his need clear.

Judy nodded, her breath catching in her throat as she watched the two of them close in on her. She could feel the heat radiating off their bodies, their eyes locked on her with a primal hunger that made her knees wobble. "Yes," she whispered, "I want it. I want to be yours. Soak me. Mark me."

With a growl, Nick directed his cock toward her, the need to relieve himself stinging his bladder, though, with Judy on her knees, presenting herself to the predators, it started to make his cock hard again, "Fuck," he grunted, "Hard to piss when I'm hard."

Tucker chuckled, "Just aim and let it go, buddy," he encouraged, his own cock pointed i Judy's direction, trying to focus on letting go as well.

Nick took a deep breath, and with a grunt of effort, his stream of urine shot out, spraying across Judy's chest and stomach, the warm liquid mixing with their combined juices, creating a wet, sticky mess. Judy's eyes widened with excitement, watching the piss dribble down her body, the scent of their combined masculinity filling the room. Tucker followed suit, his urine joining Nick's in painting her fur, the sound of their streams hitting her body adding to the erotic symphony of their shared desire.

It was a primal act, taboo and forbidden in this modern age of animals, but here they were, living out their deepest desires. As the warm streams of urine coated Judy's fur, she felt a rush of arousal that surged through her body. She leaned back on her haunches, her eyes never leaving theirs, challenging them with a fiery gaze. Nick's stream slowed to a dribble before stopping, and he stepped back, his cock now fully erect once again. Tucker followed suit, his own urine mixing with Nick's to form a golden puddle around her knees.

Judy looked up at them, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Is that all you've got?" she taunted, her voice husky with desire.

Nick and Tucker shared a look, the same wild thought crossing both their minds. Without a word, they approached her, their cocks fully erect again, the smell of their combined scents driving them crazy. Tucker was the first to act, grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her down to the floor of the bathtub. She squealed in surprise, her body slipping and sliding on the wet porcelain. Nick knelt beside her, his cock nudging at her face as Tucker positioned himself behind her.

"You want to be prey, little bunny?" Tucker growled as the tip of his cock went from the entrance of her rabbit pussy to her pink asshole.

"Yes," she cooed, "Claim me."

Nick's cock was at her mouth, and she eagerly took him in, her tongue swirling around the head. He groaned as she started to suck him off, her cheeks hollowing with the effort.

Tucker lined his cock up with her asshole, the tip glistening with urine. He pushed in slowly, watching as Judy's eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure. She moaned around Nick's cock, her body squirming between the two of them. Nick's hand found her ears, wrapping around them both to guide her mouth deeper on his renewed hardness.

They were not gentle with her.

Tucker slammed his cock into her ass, filling her completely as she gagged around Nick's cock. The sensation was overwhelming, the two of them taking her in ways she never thought possible. She was theirs, utterly and completely. Judy's eyes watered from the stretch, but she didn't protest. Instead, she pushed back against Tucker, urging him to go deeper. Nick's cock was thick and heavy in her mouth, his knot already swelling with the promise of another climax. She sucked harder, her tongue playing with the slit as he thrust into her mouth, his fur brushing against her face with every movement, her own fur still dripping with urine.

Her body was their playground, and she was more than happy to let them explore every inch. Nick's knot grew larger, his cock pulsing against the back of her throat. She could feel Tucker's cock swelling inside her, his knot pushing at her tight ring, ready to tie them all together once again.

Nick gripped her ears tightly, face fucking her without pause as Tucker railed her tight asshole, his hips slapping against her cheeks. The sound of skin on skin and her muffled moans filled the small bathroom, bouncing off the tiles and echoing through the apartment.

Judy felt another orgasm approaching, her body trembling with the effort to keep up with the two of them. She could feel their knots swelling and her ass clenched around Tucker's shaft, begging for his cum, while her throat took in Nick's prick, eager to swallow his load.

Nick and Tucker locked eyes as they spit-roasted the little bunny, their passion and lust for her driving them to new heights of pleasure. Judy's moans grew louder, her body a canvas of ecstasy as she took both of their cocks. Nick's member swelled in her mouth, the pressure building as he felt Tucker slam into Judy's asshole from behind. They had both stood, and Judy was practically dangling between them, a vessel for their predatory lust, her eyes watering and her throat bulging around Nick's cock.

Tucker had one hand hooked under her leg, the other gripping Judy's fluffy tail as he pounded her ass, her cheeks clapping against his pelvis with each thrust. He flashed a grin at Nick, "Ready to fill her up?"

"Fuck yes," Nick grunted, his balls slapping against Judy's chin as she drooled and sucked, her eyes watering with the effort. Tucker's knot was pressing against her tight ring, and she knew it was going to be intense. The anticipation had her pussy dripping, her clit throbbing. She felt a warmth spread through her body as Tucker's knot started to push inside of her asshole, making her eyes go wide with a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Tight," Tucker growled, "So fucking tight..."

Judy's body tensed as she felt the pressure of his knot pushing into her ass. The feeling was indescribable, a pleasure that she never knew existed. Nick's knot grew in her mouth, and she knew he was close. She could feel his pulse through his shaft, the veins in his cock thick with his impending climax.

With a roar, Nick came, his cum filling her mouth and throat, his knot swelling until she thought she couldn't take it. She gagged and choked but took it all, her eyes watering as she stared up at him. His eyes were wild with pleasure, his body trembling with the force of his release. He held her head in place, making sure she took every drop, his knot pulsing with the intensity of his orgasm.

But try as she might, Judy couldn't swallow it all and a bubble of cum popped from her nostril as she sucked and coughed. Tucker watched with a mix of awe and lust as his best friend's cock pulsed in the bunny's mouth, the sight pushing him over the edge. He couldn't hold back any longer, his own orgasm ripping through him like a tornado. He buried his cock deep inside Judy's tight ass, his knot swelling until it was the size of a small apple. He thrust one final time before letting go, his cum spurting into her bowels, filling her up until she felt like she'd burst.

Her eyes watered with the effort of taking both their cocks, but the sensation was too much, and she climaxed again, her body shaking uncontrollably as she came. Her cunt clenched around nothing, begging for more, but she was too full, too overwhelmed by the two cocks using her between them.

Nick removed himself from Judy's mouth and she gasped for air, cum dripping down her chin and onto the tub below, mixing with the puddle of piss. She fought for every breath, trying to steady herself as she felt Tucker's knot swell even further inside her, pushing against the walls of her ass until it was as thick as a fist.

Tucker groaned, his eyes squeezed shut, "Fuck," he grunted, his knot swollen and painful inside Judy's ass as the last drops of his cum filled her, "We may be here for a few minutes, darlin'."

Judy nodded, her eyes glazed over with pleasure, "It's worth it," she murmured, her body still trembling from the intensity of her climax. She felt so full, so claimed, and she couldn't get enough of it.

Nick sat on the edge of the tub, still painting when he leaned down and kissed Judy on the mouth, sharing his cum he had just shot into her mouth with a passionate kiss. She moaned into his mouth, her body still quivering from the rough treatment she had just endured.

Not to leave his best friend out, Nick broke the kiss with his girlfriend and leaned over the kiss Tucker, who was still buried deep in Judy's ass. Their tongues danced around each other's mouths as they shared the taste of their conquest. Nick's paws roamed over Tucker's body, feeling the slick fur and the muscles tightening with each aftershock of pleasure.

The three of them stayed in that position for a while, panting and basking in the aftermath of their erotic escapade. The only sound was the occasional whimper from Judy as Tucker's knot slowly deflated, allowing him to pull out of her tight ass with a wet pop. She felt empty without their cocks inside her, a feeling she never knew she would crave. Nick took her in his arms, holding her as she leaned against him, her body shaking with the aftershocks of pleasure.

"Still with us, Carrots?" he asked, smoothing the fur on the top of her head with his hand.

Judy nodded, her eyes fluttering open to meet Nick's gaze. "Yeah," she murmured, her voice hoarse from having Nick's cock down her throat. "I'm good. Cheese and crackers."

Nick chuckled, wiping the last of his cum from her chin with his thumb. "You're something else, you know that?"

"You both are," Tucker laughed as he sat back in the tub, his own cock finally retreating into his sheath. "But I gotta admit, I've never felt so...complete."

Judy leaned back against Nick's chest, her eyes still glazed with pleasure. "Me too," she whispered. "I never knew I could feel like this."

Nick held her tightly, feeling a strange mix of protectiveness and pride swelling in his chest. "You're incredible," he murmured, kissing the top of her head.

Nick held her tightly, feeling a strange mix of protectiveness and pride swelling in his chest. "You're incredible," he murmured, kissing the top of her head.

"You guys are too," Judy managed to say, her body feeling like jelly. "I can't believe we just did that."

"No regrets?" Nick asked her.

"Not a single one," Judy replied, a soft smile playing on her lips. She looked up at Nick, her eyes sparkling with happiness and satisfaction, "What about you?"

Nick's smile grew, and he leaned down to kiss her head again. "Nope," he said, "Just feeling pretty damn lucky right about now."

"You two are fucking adorable," Tucker snickered.

They all shared a laugh, the tension in the room dissipating. Nick helped Judy to her feet, her legs wobbly from the intensity of their encounter. She looked down at herself, sticky with cum and urine, a mess of fur and satisfaction.

"Alright, you two, goons," She stretched, "Get out of here so I can take a shower."

Nick and Tucker looked at each other with a mix of amusement and affection before obediently hopping out of the tub. Judy took a moment to appreciate the sight of their bare forms, the muscles in their backs rippling as they moved, before stepping into the shower and turning on the hot water. The steam began to fill the room, and she stepped under the spray, sighing as the water cascaded over her, washing away the stickiness and the sweat of their passionate encounter.

Nick and Tucker left her to her shower.

"Damn, man," Tucker sighed as he flopped into Nick's bed. "That was amazing."

Nick chuckled, collapsing onto the mattress beside him. "It really was," he agreed, his eyes drifting closed as the warmth of the bathroom slowly faded from his skin.

"I suppose I should get headed back to my hotel," Tucker said as he leaned up, searching around the room for his clothing.

Nick nodded, his eyes still closed. "Probably should," he mumbled, his voice filled with the satisfaction of a well-sated predator, "But what kind of host would I be if I didn't have you spend the night?"

Tucker's grin grew wider. "Oh, I don't know," he said, his tone teasing, "Maybe the kind that doesn't want to keep his best friend from getting his beauty sleep."

Nick's eyes snapped open, a mischievous glint in them. "Beauty sleep?" he echoed, "Is that what you call it now?"

"Seriously, though," Tucker smiled at Nick, "I meant what I said, Nicky. I love you."

Nick's smile softened, his eyes meeting Tucker's. "I know, Tuck. I love you too. Always have."

They lay there in comfortable silence, the sound of the shower in the background, each lost in their thoughts. It had been a night of revelations and new experiences, and it felt as if their bond had been cemented in a way that no amount of time or distance could ever break. Nick's mind wandered back to their school days, to the secret crushes and stolen glances that had eventually led to this moment. He had never felt more content, more alive, than he did right now, with his best friend beside him, and the love of his life just a room away.

Judy finally returned, a towel wrapped around her small body, "Miss me?"

"Always," Nick replied, his arm outstretched. She sat down on the bed next to them, her cheeks still flushed from the warmth of the shower. The scent of soap and shampoo wafted through the air, mixing with the faint scent of sex.

"You two okay?" she asked, glancing at them with a raised eyebrow.

Tucker nodded, his expression content. "Yeah, just reflecting on the night," he said, his eyes lingering on the ceiling.

Judy nestled between them, and they wrapped their arms around her, pulling her close. She felt the warmth of their bodies and the steady beating of their hearts against her own, the comfort of their embrace washing over her like a gentle wave.

"Thank God I have tomorrow off," She muttered, sleep starting to settle over her, "I don't think I am going to be able to walk."

Nick and Tucker chuckled, their arms tightening around her. "Was it that good?" Nick asked, a teasing lilt to his voice.

"You have no idea," she sighed, leaning her head on Nick's chest. She felt the steady beat of his heart, the warmth of his body seeping into her. "I say we just all stay in bed tomorrow."

"Sounds like a damn good plan to me," Nick said.

"I wish," Tucker sighed, "I have my own work tomorrow."

"Wait," Nick looked over Judy's small frame at his best friend. "You never did tell us what the hell you're doing in Zootopia anyhow."

Tucker propped himself up on his elbow, his expression growing more serious. "Ah, well, it's a bit of a long story," he began, his voice a bit quieter now. "You know Gazelle, right?"

"You mean the world's most popular pop star?" Judy snickered with a roll of her eyes. "Of course."

Tucker chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief, "Well, she's got a show tomorrow night and she needed a bit of extra security. Some of her fans can get... intense."

"You?" Nick raised an eyebrow, "You are doing security for Gazelle? YOU?"

"Yeah," Tucker said, his grin widening, "And if you two quit with the jokes, I may be able to score you some backstage passes."

Judy's eyes lit up. "Seriously?"

Tucker nodded, his grin turning smug. "If you play your cards right, I might even introduce you to her."

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FOUR - All Access

It didn't take long until all three of them were snuggled under Nick's sheets, the warmth of their bodies creating a cocoon of contentment. Nick's arm was thrown over Judy, her soft breaths against his chest a comforting lullaby. Tucker lay on her other side, one leg thrown over her thighs, his hand playing idly with the fur on Nick's stomach. The room was silent but for the occasional rustle of fabric and the steady rhythm of their breaths.

In only a few moments, all three fell asleep.

But as the night grew darker, Nick's eyes snapped open to a new sound, a rhythmic slapping of flesh that filled the quiet room. He blinked groggily, his vision adjusting to the dim light, and turned his head to see Tucker, his best friend and now a new participant in their love life, thrusting into Judy with an intensity that made him feel like an intruder on a sacred moment.

Tucker's hips were a blur, his cock disappearing and reappearing from her tight cunt, her legs thrown over his shoulders as he pounded her. Judy's eyes were squeezed shut, her teeth digging into the pillow as she moaned quietly, her body arching to meet his every thrust. Nick felt a strange mix of arousal and protectiveness, watching them together like this. For a moment, he thought about joining in, but instead left the two to their own devices as he shut his eyes and fell back asleep.

When morning finally came, Nick woke to find Tucker gone and Judy sleeping peacefully beside him, a small smile playing on her lips. He gently disentangled himself from her embrace and pulled down the sheets, exposing her naked body to him. Her legs were spread and he could see remnants of Tucker's lust dripping from her used pussy, still glistening from their night of passion. Nick couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal as he took in the sight of her, so open and vulnerable, and he licked his lips.

He leaned over, his tongue flicking out to taste the remnants of Tucker's cum. It was faint but present, a musky flavor that mixed with the sweetness of her own juices. The thought of his best friend's seed inside the woman he loved sent a bolt of excitement through him, and he found himself craving more. He lowered his head and started to eat her out, his tongue delving deep into her folds to clean up the mess they had made.

At first Judy didn't respond, lost in the depths of sleep, but gradually she began to stir, her hips shifting slightly to meet Nick's eager tongue. A soft moan escaped her lips as she opened her eyes to find Nick's smiling face between her legs. She blushed, but the heat from the memory of the night before quickly ignited a fire in her loins, and she spread her legs wider for him.

"Mmm, hungry, Mr. Fox?" She purred, spreading her legs wider for him.

Nick chuckled, his tongue swirling around her clit. "Always, for you," he murmured before diving back in.

Judy's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt Nick's tongue explore her most intimate areas, he felt her arousal build again, her pussy clenching around his tongue. The sensation was exquisite, the gentle caress of his tongue against her sensitive flesh making her back arch off the bed. But it was more than just Nick eating her out, it was his craving for the load of cum in her, Tucker's cum, that had her heart racing. It was a declaration of their shared love and lust, and she reveled in it.

"I loved watching you and him last night," Judy moaned as she gripped the bed sheets.

Nick looked up at her, his eyes gleaming with lust, her juices making the fur on his face slick, "Did you?"

"So much," she breathed, "It was like watching two wild animals claim each other."

"Just like he claimed you while I was sleeping?" Nick smirked as he lashed his tongue against her clit.

Judy's eyes shot open, surprise and excitement mixing in her gaze. "You watched?"

"Couldn't help it," Nick murmured, his tongue still working her clit, "You two were so hot."

The admission had her pussy clenching around his tongue, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "It was amazing," she panted, "He fucked me raw. Filled me with cum."

Nick's own cock grew hard at the memory of it, the smell of sex and the sight of her stretched out beneath him too much to handle. He pulled back, his cock standing at attention. "Now it's my turn."

Judy looked up at him, her eyes heavy with desire, and nodded. Nick slid into her, feeling the warm, tight embrace of her pussy around his cock. She was still aching from the night before, but he couldn't resist her. He began to thrust into her, his movements slow and deliberate, savoring every inch. Judy's moans grew louder, her body moving with the rhythm of his hips.

"You like that, don't you, you little slut?" Nick murmured, his voice low and gruff with need. He could feel his knot starting to swell, his animal instincts taking over. "Tell me you like it, tell me you want more. More cocks. More cum."

Judy's eyes snapped open, and she stared up at him, her pupils blown with lust. "Fuck yes," she moaned, her voice raw with passion, "I want more. I want to be filled in every hole."

Nick's grip tightened on her hips, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he pounded into her with a ferocity that made the bed creak. "You're such a good little bunny," he growled, his teeth clenched as he fought to hold back his own climax.

Judy's breath hitched, and she bit her lip as she felt herself approaching the edge once more. "I want to taste another girl," she admitted suddenly, her voice breathy with desire. "I want to know what it's like. Like you and Tucker. I want you to watch me."

Nick's eyes widened, his cock jerking inside her. The idea was hot, hotter than anything they'd done so far, and he found himself eager to explore this new facet of her sexuality. "I'd love to watch," he said, his voice a low growl. "What would you do?"

Judy's cheeks flushed even darker, but she met his gaze with a fiery determination. "Everything," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I want to lick another girl's pussy, have her finger me, oh fuck..."

Nick's hips stuttered as her words painted an explicit image in his mind. "You want that?" he managed, his strokes becoming more frantic, "Want to be a little lesbian bunny?"

Judy nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Yeah," she moaned, her voice thick with lust, "But I want you there, watching. And then... I want to watch you fuck her."

Nick's knot swelled even more at the thought, his cock pulsing inside her. He could feel his orgasm approaching, the need to claim her becoming almost unbearable. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" he groaned, "Watching me take another female, filling her up while play with your slutty little pussy."

"Yes," Judy gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head, "Yes, please. Oh fuck, Nick, I'm gonna cum... cum in me. Breed me."

Nick couldn't hold back anymore. He felt his knot swell even further, his cock thickening as he slammed into her, filling her up with his seed. He watched as her body tensed, her pussy clenching around his knot as she reached her peak, her orgasm washing over her in waves. He groaned, his teeth sinking into her neck as he reached his climax, his hips bucking as he filled her with his hot, sticky cum.

They stayed connected for a moment, their bodies trembling in the aftermath of their passion. Finally, with a wet pop, Nick pulled out, his knot retreating back into his sheath. He collapsed beside her, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

"Damn, Carrots," he murmured, his voice still thick with lust. "You never cease to amaze me."

Judy giggled, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "You really know how to push my buttons," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Nick grinned, his eyes still gleaming with the satisfaction of their early morning tryst. "It's a talent," he quipped. He rolled over onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her. "So, where did Tuck run off to?"

Judy stretched languidly, her body still humming with pleasure. "He had to go help with the concert prep," she said, her voice still breathy from their lovemaking. "He said something about making sure the arena was secure. He said we should meet at the venue at eight tonight."

Nick nodded, his smile fading slightly as reality set in. "Eight it is," he said, his eyes drifting to the clock on the nightstand. It was already noon, and they had a full day ahead of them before they could see Tucker again. "What do we do until then?"

Judy propped herself up on her elbows, her ass bouncing slightly with the movement. "Well, I am gonna go back to my place, shower again, and relax before tonight," she said with a wry smirk.

Nick chuckled, leaning in to kiss her softly. "Fair enough. I'll pick you up shortly after 7?"

"Perfect," Judy said, her eyes shining with excitement. "And make sure to wear something nice. It's not every day we get backstage passes to a Gazelle concert."

With a playful wink, she slipped out of bed and began to gather her clothes, her naked body still flushed from their intimate escapade. Nick watched her, his gaze lingering on her curves, the way she moved with the grace of a gazelle herself. As she dressed, he felt a pang of longing, wishing they could spend the whole day in bed, exploring each other's bodies without the constraints of time or the outside world. But he knew she was right. They had to get ready for the night ahead.

Once Judy was dressed, she gave him one last kiss before slipping out the door, leaving Nick to his thoughts. The room felt eerily quiet without her, and he found himself missing the warmth of her body next to his. He took a deep breath, the scent of their love still lingering in the air, and pushed himself out of bed. Stretching out his muscles, he padded into the bathroom, the cold tiles a stark contrast to the warmth of the bedroom.

He turned on the shower, the water cascading down from the showerhead and filling the small space with steam. He stepped under the spray, letting the hot water wash over him, feeling the tension of the night's passion and the weight of the day ahead melt away. His thoughts turned to Tucker, his best friend and now a part of their intimate life in a way he never could have imagined. The thought of seeing him again, of sharing Judy with him, brought a mix of excitement and anxiety to his mind. He couldn't deny the thrill of their threesome, but he also knew that navigating this new territory would take time and communication.

As he soaped up, his hand absentmindedly straying to his cock, he thought about the conversation they'd had the previous night. The way Tucker had looked at him, the tenderness in his eyes as he confessed his love, it had been unexpected but not unwelcome. Nick had always had feelings for Tucker, but he had pushed them aside, thinking that it was just a phase, a bit of teenage lust. But now, as an adult, he realized that those feelings had never truly disappeared. They had merely been buried under layers of denial and societal expectations.

He turned off the water, the silence of the bathroom now a stark reminder of their shared secrets. He stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist, and made his way to the bedroom. He pulled on a clean shirt and a pair of jeans, his mind racing with what the future might hold for the three of them. Would this be a one-time thing, or could it become something more? Could they handle the complexities of a polyamorous relationship?

The day dragged on as Nick went through the motions at home, doing laundry, having lunch, with his mind wandering back to the previous night's escapades and the promise of more to come. He couldn't help but feel a thrill every time he thought of Tucker and Judy together, their bodies entwined in passion. It was an ache in his chest, a hunger that only grew with each passing hour.

As the sun began to set, Nick took a deep breath and headed to the bedroom to pick out something that would make an impression. He had to admit, he was feeling a bit nervous about seeing Tucker again. He had never felt this way about anyone, not even Judy when they had first started dating. It was a new kind of love, a love that didn't replace his feelings for Judy but instead complemented them, creating a bond that was as strong as it was unconventional.

When he arrived at Judy's apartment, she answered the door with a grin that told him she was feeling the same mix of excitement and apprehension. She had chosen a simple black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, leaving just enough to the imagination. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, and he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

"I see you're all ready to party, Miss Hopps." Nick grinned at her.

Judy blushed, smoothing out her dress. "You clean up pretty well yourself, Mr. Wilde."

"Are you wearing panties this time?" He chuckled as they walked to his car.

Judy smacked him playfully on the arm, "Guess you'll find out later," she replied cheekily, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

The drive to the concert venue was a mix of nervous excitement and playful banter. They talked about their day, the mundane details serving as a buffer against the intensity of the night to come. Nick's car weaved through the bustling streets of Zootopia, the neon lights reflecting off the wet pavement, creating a kaleidoscope of colors that danced across the car's interior. The city was alive, the energy palpable as it always was before a big event.

As they pulled up to the grand arena, the sight of Tucker waiting for them at the backstage entrance brought a mix of relief and anticipation. He was dressed in a security jacket, an earpiece in one ear, and had a stern look on his face that made him seem almost unrecognizable. Nick couldn't help but feel a swell of pride as he saw his best friend, the same mischievous fox from their school days, now all grown up and playing the part of a professional.

"You two ready to rock this place?" Tucker called out as they approached, his voice filled with the same excitement that had fueled their youthful adventures. He handed them both all-access passes, the plastic tags clinking together as they took them.

"Ready as we'll ever be," Nick said, his hand tightening around Judy's.

"You better believe it," Judy said with a grin, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Tucker stepped forward, his professional demeanor slipping just for a moment, and kissed each of them deeply, his tongue sliding into their mouths as if to remind them of the passionate night they had shared. The kisses were tender yet filled with a promise of the carnality to come. When he pulled away, he had a look of pure hunger in his eyes that sent shivers down their spines.

"I'll meet you both after the show backstage, have a little surprise cooked up," Tucker flashed a grin at them.

Nick and Judy watched him retreat into the bustling backstage area, his tail swishing confidently behind him. The tension between them grew palpable as the reality of the night's events started to sink in. They walked into the massive arena, the throb of the bass from the warm-up act pulsing through their bodies. The air was electric with excitement, and the scent of popcorn and sweat filled their nostrils as they made their way to their VIP seats.

The concert was a whirlwind of lights and music, Gazelle's powerful voice echoing through the speakers as they sang hit after hit. Judy's eyes never left the stage, her love for the pop star shining as bright as the spotlights above. Nick and Judy danced together, their bodies moving in sync with the music, but the anticipation of what was to come kept them on edge. The crowd roared, and their excitement was infectious.

But Tucker's 'surprise' he mentioned kept flitting into Nick's mind, what had that sly fox got planned for them was anyone's guess, but knowing Tuck, it was bound to be wild. The concert was an amazing experience, with Gazelle's high-energy performance and the crowd's electric atmosphere, but the anticipation of the after-show was a constant thrum in the back of Nick's head.

After what felt like went by too quickly, Gazelle took her final bow, leaving the stage in a shower of confetti and the echoes of the crowd's applause. The lights dimmed and the music faded out, leaving an excited buzz in the air as the audience began to shuffle out. Nick and Judy didn't bother with the slow exodus of fans; instead, they made their way backstage, the all-access passes giving them free rein to navigate the labyrinth of corridors. The air grew thick with the scent of sweat and the faint smell of animal pheromones as they weaved through the arena corridors.

As they weaved through backstage personnel, Tucker emerged from the shadows, his grin wide and mischievous. "You two ready for the after-party?"

Nick and Judy exchanged glances, their excitement palpable. "What did you have in mind, Tuck?" Judy asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

Tucker's eyes glinted with excitement. "You'll see," he said, leading them through the labyrinth of corridors with a sense of familiarity that spoke volumes of his history with the venue. They arrived at a door marked 'Gazelle - Do Not Disturb'. Tucker knocked once and opened it without waiting for a response.

Inside, Gazelle was indeed there, her slender body glistening with a sheen of sweat beneath her sequin dress. The pop star looked up from her phone, her expression one of surprise before recognition dawned. "Tuck!" she squealed, throwing her arms around him, "Did you enjoy the show, baby?"

Nick and Judy's jaws dropped in unison as Tucker returned the embrace, kissing Gazelle deeply. "It was amazing, as always," he murmured against her cheek, his eyes alight with affection.

"Wait, what?" Nick stuttered, his mind racing to piece together this unexpected revelation. "You two are... together?"

Gazelle pulled back, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she took in their stunned expressions. "Oh, did Tuck not tell you?" She winked at Tucker, who chuckled, his cheeks flushing slightly.

"It's a bit complicated," Tucker said, his grin never wavering. "But yeah, we're an item."

"And you must be Nick and Judy," Gazelle said as she approached the two, extending a hand. She was so tall, so exotic, her movements so graceful that it was hard for them to believe she was real, not just the larger-than-life figure they had seen on stage, "I have heard so much about you both."

Judy was the first to recover, taking Gazelle's hand and shaking it enthusiastically. "It's an honor to meet you," she gushed, her cheeks a rosy shade of red.

"And you," Gazelle said with a smile, her hand brushing against Judy's arm, "Tucker was right, you are gorgeous."

Her touch sent a shiver down Judy's spine, and she felt her cheeks burn even brighter. Nick cleared his throat, trying to shake off the shock. "So, uh, I hope we are not intruding or anything, Tucker said we had all-access."

Gazelle waved her hand dismissively. "Nonsense, you two are the VIP guests of the night. Besides," she added with a wink, "Any friend of Tucker is a friend of mine."

Tucker led them further into the dressing room, and Nick couldn't help but feel a bit star-struck. Gazelle was everything he had ever imagined and more. Her beauty was captivating, but it was her confidence and poise that truly made her shine.

The dressing room was a sight to behold, with racks of glittering outfits, a wall of mirrors, and a table laden with a spread that looked like it belonged in a five-star hotel. There were plates of exotic fruits, cheeses, and a bottles of chilled champagne that begged to be uncorked. As if on cue, Tucker popped the cork, and the sound echoed through the room, sending a fizz of excitement through the air.

Gazelle took a flute and sipped elegantly, watching the three of them with an amused expression. Nick and Judy followed suit, the bubbles tickling their noses as they took in the surreal scene. They had never felt so alive, so in the moment, surrounded by the scent of success and the warmth of newfound love. The champagne was cold and crisp, the taste of victory in every sip.

"I hope you two don't mind, but I need to get out of this dress," Gazelle hummed, "I am sweating to death here."

Both Nick and Judy were about to let her excuse herself, but before either could speak, she started to peel the dress off her lithe body, revealing her skimpy underwear, her breasts barely contained in a black lace bra. Nick's eyes widened, his gaze glued to her as the fabric slid down her toned thighs, leaving her in nothing but the bra and a pair of black panties. He felt his cock twitch in his pants, his mouth going dry.

Judy, equally shocked, couldn't tear her eyes away either. She felt a strange mix of admiration and arousal. Gazelle was not just a celebrity, she was a goddess, her movements fluid and mesmerizing. Nick noticed the way Judy's pupils dilated, the way she licked her lips, and he knew she was thinking the same thing he was.

They were both mentally devouring her.

Gazelle's confidence was intoxicating, and as she turned away to hang her dress, her firm, round ass swayed with a hypnotic grace that made Nick's cock throb. He couldn't believe his luck. Here they were, with a bonafide celebrity, and she was not only allowing them to ogle her, but she was seemingly enjoying it.

Gazelle sat on a couch beside Tucker, throwing her bare legs over his lap, her panties tight against her crotch. She took another sip of champagne, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So," she began, her gaze flitting between Nick and Judy, "what's the plan for the after-party?"

Nick cleared his throat, his mind racing. "Well, we were just gonna...uh, hang out?"

Gazelle's smile widened, a knowing look in her eyes. "Is that all?" She leaned closer to Tucker, whispering something in his ear. The fox's eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly.

How much did Tucker tell her, Nick wondered.

"Why don't we all just get comfortable?" Tucker suggested, his voice low and seductive as he peeled off his own shirt. "No need to be shy."

Nick and Judy exchanged glances, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. They set their champagne flutes aside and began to strip away their own clothes, their eyes never leaving Gazelle's. The pop star watched them intently, her own arousal evident in the way her chest heaved and her tail flicked back and forth.

Once down to their underwear, Gazelle examined both Nick and Judy closely, her eyes wandering over their forms, appreciating every curve and muscle. Nick felt his heart pound in his chest as she licked her lips and stood up from the couch, sauntering over to them with the grace of a panther. She took Judy's hand, pulling her closer.

"Such a cute little bunny," She whispered into Judy's ear, "And a handsome fox," she added, turning her gaze to Nick. Her hand trailed down Judy's arm, her thumb brushing against the fabric of her panties, eliciting a gasp from the rabbit.

Nick could feel his pulse quicken, his cock straining against his boxers. He looked over to Tucker, who waved him over to the couch, "Why don't we let the ladies get to know each other for a bit, Nicky?"

Nick swallowed hard, his mind racing. He took a seat beside Tucker, watching as Gazelle leaned in, her nose brushing against Judy's neck. He could see the bunny's breath hitch, her eyes fluttering closed as Gazelle's nose worked its way down to her chest, inhaling deeply.

"Just enjoy the show," Tucker whispered to Nick.

A mere 8 hours ago, Nick and Judy were fantasizing about Judy being with a woman, and now here they were, as though Tucker had read their minds, with the most beautiful and confident creature they had ever laid eyes on. Gazelle's touch was like a brand, leaving a trail of fire across Judy's skin as she cupped her face and leaned in for a kiss. It was gentle at first, exploratory, but quickly grew in passion as Gazelle's tongue danced with hers. Judy's hands found themselves around Gazelle's waist, pulling her closer, eager to learn the taste of her.

Nick's heart raced as he watched the two women, his boxers already stained with precum. Tucker's hand found his thigh, squeezing reassuringly. "It's okay," he murmured, "Let them explore."

The kiss grew deeper, more intense, and before long, Gazelle's nimble fingers had found their way into Judy's panties, stroking her clit gently. Judy moaned into the kiss, her hips bucking slightly. Nick felt his own cock throb in response, the sight of his lover with another woman making him pant.

Tucker leaned closer to Nick, his breath warm against his ear. "It's her first time with a woman, isn't it?" He whispered, his hand sliding down to cup Nick's erection through the fabric of his boxers. Nick nodded, his eyes never leaving the scene unfolding before him.

Gazelle's hand moved from Judy's panties to her own, her fingers tracing the edge of her lacy thong. She pulled it aside, revealing her glistening pussy. Judy's eyes went wide as Gazelle stood to her full height, towering over the bunny, "Do you want a taste, baby?"

With trembling hands, Judy reached out and touched Gazelle's sex for the first time, feeling the warm wetness of her folds. The pop star's scent was intoxicating, a mix of sweat and desire that made Judy's head swim. Gazelle's moan of pleasure was all the encouragement she needed. She moved in closer, her tongue darting out to taste Gazelle, tentative at first, but growing bolder with every passing moment.

Tucker watched the two of them with a proud smile, his hand sliding down to Nick's bulging boxers. Nick's eyes widened, but he didn't protest as Tucker deftly pulled his cock out, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Relax, buddy," Tucker murmured, his breath hot against Nick's ear, "You're gonna love this." With a wink, Tucker leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste Nick's precum. Nick's body stiffened, his eyes never leaving the erotic scene before him as his best friend took his cock into his mouth.

The sensations were overwhelming, a mix of the cool air in the room and Tucker's warm, wet mouth around him. He watched as Gazelle's fingers tangled in Judy's ears, guiding her face closer to her pussy, her hips moving in a slow, seductive rhythm. The sight of his girlfriend with another woman was more than he had ever dreamed of, and the feel of Tucker's mouth on him was an added bonus.

Judy's eyes fluttered open, locking onto Nick's as she licked and kissed Gazelle's clit. The intensity of their shared gaze was like nothing he had ever experienced. It was raw, carnally erotic, and it sent a jolt of electricity through his body. He could see the reflection of his own desire in her eyes, and it only made him harder in Tucker's mouth.

"How do I taste, little bunny?" Gazelle purred as she looked down at Judy.

Judy pulled back, her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over with lust. "A-amazing," she stuttered, "So good."

Gazelle's eyes flicked to Nick and Tucker, watching Tucker swallow Nick's prick before looking back down at Judy, "Your boyfriend is watching, I think he likes you eating pussy."

Judy looked up, meeting Nick's gaze again, her cheeks flushing even brighter. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her every move, and it only added to the excitement. She took a deep breath, her heart racing as she dove back in, her tongue exploring Gazelle's folds with newfound confidence. The pop star's moans grew louder, her legs trembling as she approached climax.

Nick was on the edge as well, his hips thrusting into Tucker's mouth in time with Gazelle's cries of pleasure. He watched as Judy's eyes rolled back in her head, her nose twitching with every flick of her tongue against Gazelle's swollen clit. The sight was almost too much to bear, his orgasm building like a volcano threatening to erupt. Tucker's hand tightened around his base, keeping him on the edge.

"I'm so close," Gazelle hissed, rotating her hips against Judy's face, her long legs quivering. "Keep going, baby, just like that."

Judy's own arousal spiked as she felt Gazelle's muscles tighten around her tongue. She had never felt so wanted, so powerful. Her eyes flickered to Nick, watching him with Tucker's mouth around his cock, and she knew she had to give him a show he would never forget.

With a final, focused flick of her tongue, Gazelle's body convulsed, and a jet of liquid shot out, coating Judy's face in the sweet, musky scent of the pop star's pleasure. She gasped, surprised by the intensity, but not enough to stop her from eagerly lapping up the mess. Gazelle's taste was exotic and addictive, and she found herself craving more, her paws moving to cup the singer's ass, pulling her closer.

"Fuck..." Gazelle groaned as she continued to squirt, making a mess of Judy's fur. The bunny was in a state of shock, her eyes wide, but she never stopped moving her tongue, lapping up every drop like it was the sweetest nectar. Nick could feel his own climax approaching as he watched, his hips jerking into Tucker's mouth.

But Tucker pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "Not yet, bud. We have a long night ahead still."

Nick watched, panting, as Gazelle stepped away from Judy, her chest heaving, her body glowing with post-orgasmic bliss. The sight was intoxicating, and his need for release was almost painful. Gazelle looked at them, a smug smile playing on her lips, "Did you boys enjoy the show?"

Tucker chuckled, his hand still on Nick's cock, "You could say that," he replied, his grip tightening slightly. "But I think it's our turn now. Poor Nicky is about to burst."

Gazelle sauntered over to them, her eyes glinting with mischief. She knelt before Nick, taking his cock in her hand, and licked the length of it with a flick of her tongue. Nick groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily. She looked up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I think we need to take care of this." She then looked over at Judy, "Come sit beside your boyfriend, I think Tucker needs a taste of rabbit cunt."

Tucker stood up as Judy made her way to the couch, flopping beside Nick, who was visibly trembling with arousal. With Judy nestled beside Nick, Tucker got on his knees before the rabbit and peeled down her panties, bringing them to his nose to inhale deeply.

"Mmm, so sweet," Tucker murmured before looking at Gazelle, "How about a contest? First to make one of them cum is the first to get fucked?"

Gazelle's eyes lit up with competitive fire, and she licked her lips in anticipation. "You're on," she said, turning her attention back to Nick, "Hold onto something, foxy boy, because I never lose."

Chapter Text

FIVE - Place Your Bets

Gazelle wasted no time as she took Nick's cock into her mouth, her warm, wet heat enveloping him fully. He threw his head back with a guttural groan, his hips jerking upwards instinctively. Tucker chuckled, moving in closer to Judy's trembling body. "Let's see if I can make you cum faster," he said, his voice a seductive whisper.

He spread Judy's legs, his tongue darting out to taste her sweetness. She gasped as he licked her clit, her eyes squeezing shut as the sensation shot through her. Nick watched, his cock throbbing in Gazelle's mouth, as Tucker's skilled tongue danced around Judy's sex. The sight of them together was almost too much to handle.

"I love you, Judy," Nick moaned as he leaned against her, his hand finding its way to her paw, squeezing it gently as he watched Tucker's mouth work its magic on her. The room was a symphony of gasps and moans, the air thick with desire.

Judy's eyes shot open, looking at Nick with a mix of surprise and affection. "I love you too, Nick," she managed to say between breaths, her voice breathy with pleasure.

They kissed one another as Tucker lapped Judy's cunt and Gazelle bobbed up and down on Nick's knotted cock, their tongues dancing together in a silent declaration of desire. The room was filled with the sounds of passionate sucking and the occasional gasp or moan, their bodies moving in a sensual rhythm that seemed to have been choreographed by fate itself. Nick's eyes rolled back in his head as Gazelle's throat tightened around his knot, her nose pressing into his pelvis.

Nick and Judy were close, but it seemed as though Tucker and Gazelle had to step up their game to bring them over the peak.

Gazelle suddenly pulled back, her eyes gleaming with a new idea. She reached for the bottle of champagne chilling in a silver bucket on the nearby vanity. Uncorking it with a flourish, she took a long swig, the liquid bubbling against her tongue and throat. The coolness of the champagne was a stark contrast to the heat building in the room. Then, with a devilish grin, she took Nick's cock back into her mouth, letting the carbonated liquid trickle down her throat and coat him with its sweetness.

"Holy shit," Nick gasped at the sensation, his eyes popping open. The coolness of the champagne mixed with Gazelle's warm, velvety mouth was a sensation unlike any he had ever experienced. He watched as the bubbles danced along her lips, the liquid dripping down her chin onto her breasts, which heaved with every suck. It was like watching a porn star in person, except this was all real.

Tucker was not to be outdone.

He leaned back, his eyes flicking to Gazelle before he plunged two fingers into his mouth, coating them with a generous amount of his saliva. With a smirk, he pushed those slick digits into Judy's quivering pussy, pumping them in and out with a rhythm that had her squirming on the couch as the tip of his tongue whipped against her clit. Nick watched as the bunny's eyes rolled back in pleasure, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink.

Judy clutched Nick's hand as she gasped, her body trembling from the sensations Tucker was coaxing out of her. The way he curled his fingers, hitting that spot deep inside that made her toes curl, combined with the frenzied attention to her clit was a masterful symphony of pleasure. Her breath hitched as she felt the orgasm build, her legs quivering around Tucker's head.

"Don't cum," Judy whimpered against Nick's neck, "Save it for her pussy."

Nick groaned in response, the command sending a fresh wave of pleasure through him. Gazelle's eyes twinkled with amusement, and she pulled away, letting his cock fall out of her mouth with a wet pop.

"Is that what you want?" She looked up at Nick, "To fuck me while she watches?"

Nick could only nod, his voice lost in the sea of arousal, his cock bobbing in the air, slick with Gazelle's saliva and champagne. Gazelle smirked and stood up, repositioning herself so she could straddle Nick's lap.

"Oh fuck," Judy whined as she looked over at them, her pussy throbbing from Tucker's ministrations. She watched as Gazelle climbed onto Nick, her heart racing with excitement. The pop star was like a goddess in her eyes, and she couldn't believe she was about to witness them fuck.

Tucker pulled away from Judy's cunt, "So we're upping the ante then?" He laughed.

Gazelle nodded, "Oh, you bet." She grabbed Nick's cock, positioning it at her entrance, the head pressing against her slick folds.

Tucker maneuvered Judy in his strong grasp, switching positions so he was now sitting on the couch and she straddled his lap, both Judy and Gazelle ready to take the men inside them.

"What's the new wager then?" Gazelle teased Tucker as she slid herself along Nick's length, but not letting him enter yet.

Tucker's eyes gleamed with excitement. "How about the first one to make their partner cum gets to mark the loser?"

Gazelle's eyebrows shot up, her interest piqued. "Deal."

With that, she plunged herself down onto Nick's cock, taking him in with one swift movement. Nick's eyes rolled back in his head as he groaned, his knot stretching her tight pussy as it slammed into her. Gazelle threw her head back, her own moan echoing through the dressing room as she began to bounce up and down on him, her breasts jiggling with each movement.

Judy watched, her breathing heavy, as Tucker's cock slid across her folds, and she raised herself up and then plunged down on it, taking him fully inside her. She felt a shiver of excitement run through her body as she felt him stretch her open, filling her up. His knot was swollen, a delightful stretch that she hadn't quite prepared for. She moaned out his name, her eyes fluttering shut.

Side by side they fucked, Gazelle's cries of pleasure mingling with Judy's gasps as they both took the men's knots deep inside them. The room was a blur of fur and flesh, the scent of sex thick in the air. Nick's claws dug into Gazelle's hips, his knot swelling with each thrust, his eyes locked onto hers as he watched her face contort in ecstasy. Her movements grew erratic, her breathing ragged, and he knew she was close.

And so was he.

Nick felt the pressure building, his cock pulsing with the need to fill Gazelle's tight pussy. He watched her breasts bounce, her eyes locked onto his, and he knew she was feeling the same urgency. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a crescendo of desire that grew louder with every thrust.

Beside them, Judy's cunt was stretched to its limits as she rode Tucker, "Yes, yes! Fuck me! Oh fuck!" She screamed, only to be silenced when Gazelle leaned over and kissed her hard on the mouth, her tongue delving deep, swapping saliva and breath with the bunny. The two women's bodies moved in unison, their moans and gasps bouncing off the walls of the dressing room.

Seeing the women kiss, Tucker leaned over and kissed Nick, their tongues tangling in a passionate embrace as they shared in the moment. The four of them were a tangled mass of fur and limbs, each driven by an unbridled hunger for more. Nick felt his orgasm approaching, the pressure in his knot building to an unbearable crescendo. Judy's entire body was shaking, the muscles in her back rippling with the effort of holding herself up as Tucker's hips thrust into her, his knot stretching her even further.

It was neck and neck.

But Nick would be the one to cum first.

With a roar, he buried himself to the hilt inside Gazelle, his knot swelling to its maximum size and locking him inside her. Gazelle's eyes went wide, and she let out a cry of pleasure as Nick's cum filled her, her pussy pulsing around him. She collapsed onto him, her body shaking as she rode out her own orgasm, her juices mixing with the champagne still on his cock.

It was only seconds later that Judy came, her body clenching around Tucker's knot as she threw her head back and screamed out her release. Tucker groaned, feeling his own climax rising, and he didn't hold back, filling her tight pussy with his seed as he filled her womb. Nick watched the two of them, his own orgasm still echoing through his body, a mix of pride and arousal painting his features.

Gazelle looked over at Tucker, her eyes glinting with victory, "Looks like I win, darling," she panted, her voice thick with pleasure. "But don't worry," she added with a wink, "I know you enjoy it."

Tucker chuckled, his cock still pulsing inside Judy, "You're insatiable, Gazelle."

They waited for the swollen knots of the foxes to release their grip on the women, now and then chuckling and kissing, completely relaxed, a calm before the next storm as their hearts slowed down to a more normal rhythm. Still locked with Nick, Gazelle reached over and grabbed a joint and a lighter in a nearby ashtray.

"I hope this won't get me arrested," She said with a smirk as she lit up.

Nick chuckled, his breath warm against Gazelle's neck, "Depends if Carrots over there is going to be a NARC or not."

Judy giggled, her body still trembling with aftershocks from her orgasm, "I think I can be bribed to keep a secret," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she leaned over to take a hit from Gazelle's joint which Gazelle held out for her. The sweet, musky scent of the marijuana filled the air, adding another layer of decadence to the already heady atmosphere.

Judy started coughing.

"Lightweight," Nick snorted.

Gazelle giggled, "It's okay, baby, we're just getting started." She took another hit and passed the joint to Nick, who took it gratefully, his eyes never leaving the sight of Tucker's knot still buried deep inside Judy. The haze of smoke grew thicker around them, the sweet smell of the weed mingling with their musky scents of sex.

As the effects of the pot took hold, the four of them grew even more relaxed, their inhibitions slipping away like leaves in a breeze. Gazelle slid off Nick's cock, her pussy making a wet sound as she stood up, "Alright, so Tucker lost, who's up for marking him?"

Judy looked over, her eyes glazed from the weed, "I-I want to," she said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Me too," Nick nodded, his eyes dark with desire, the weed adding to the haze of lust in his gaze. He watched as Gazelle strutted over to the vanity, her hips swaying with the grace of a cat walking on a fence. She rummaged through the drawers, her ass waving back and forth as she searched. Finally, she pulled out a leather collar with a silver tag that read "Property of Gazelle."

Judy slid off Tucker, and both she and Nick watched with rapt interest as Gazelle put the collar around Tucker's neck. Nick was especially fascinated; he had never suspected Tucker, with all his bluster and bravado, to be willing to be submissive to anyone, let alone a prey animal.

Gazelle buckled the collar and gave it a little tug, "Now, get on your knees, slut." she commanded, a glint of excitement in her eyes.

Tucker obeyed, his cock still hard as it bobbed with his movements. He got on his knees on the floor and sat there, looking up at the trio.

"Tell them what you want," Gazelle chuckled as she loomed over the Arctic fox.

"Nick... Judy..." Tucker's eyes flicked between them, "I want you to mark me. Claim me. Drench me."

Nick felt his cock stir again at the sight of Tucker's submission, the desire to claim him as their own was palpable. Gazelle's hand slipped down to her cunt, her fingers playing with her still-sensitive clit as she watched the scene unfold. "Go on then, show him who's boss," she whispered, her voice thick with lust.

With a smirk, Nick looked at Judy, who nodded eagerly. They both stood up from the couch, their bodies still sticky with sweat and cum. Nick took the lead, stepping closer to Tucker, who was kneeling before them, his eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability. Nick felt his bladder let go, a hot stream of piss arcing through the air and splashing onto Tucker's face. The fox's eyes squeezed shut, a gasp escaping his lips as he felt the warm liquid cascade over him.

Judy followed suit, her own golden stream joining Nick's, both of them marking their territory over Tucker's body. She aimed for his chest and stomach, watching the rivulets run down his fur. The sight of Tucker's submission was incredibly arousing, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of power. Gazelle's eyes were glued to the scene, her hand spreading her labia as she watched the two of them claim their lover so primally.

The pop star couldn't resist the urge any longer. Adjusting her stance, she joined them, her own piss joining the deluge, her stream hitting Tucker's back and running down to his tail. The fox let out a low moan, his cock twitching as the warm liquid covered him. It was clear that he enjoyed every second of it, his submission complete as he moved his head around to catch each stream in his mouth.

The room was filled with the sound of their piss hitting his body and the floor, mixing with their moans of pleasure. It was a moment of raw, unfiltered intimacy that none of them had ever experienced before. They had gone from friends to lovers in a way that defied societal norms, and now, as they marked Tucker, it was a declaration of ownership that went beyond words.

When the last of their drops fell, Nick was hard again, his cock bobbing with excitement. Judy stepped closer to Tucker, her eyes glinting with a wild hunger as she reached down to stroke his soaked fur. "Looks like someone enjoyed that," she said, her voice low and sultry before she leaned down and kissed him, tasting the urine on his lips.

Tucker's eyes rolled back in pleasure, his tongue eagerly meeting hers as she kissed him deeply. Nick watched, his own cock throbbing, as Judy's hand slid down to his best friend's cock, stroking him gently. Gazelle watched from the side, her own arousal evident as she played with her clit.

"Alright," Gazelle grinned, "I think the boys need to be on the receiving end now, don't you, Judy?"

Judy's eyes lit up, the haze of the weed enhancing her lust, and she nodded eagerly. "Yeah," she said, her voice a low purr, "What do you have in mind?"

Gazelle strutted over to her luggage, her hips swaying with the confidence of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted. She rummaged through it before pulling out two dildos, one purple, one blue. She held them up, twirling them in the light like a pair of twisted, plastic ballet dancers. "Bend over the couch," she instructed the foxes, her voice dripping with authority.

Nick and Tucker shared a look of excitement, both eager to see where this was heading. They obeyed, their cocks bobbing in the air as they bent over the cushioned edge of the plush velvet sofa. Gazelle stepped behind them, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she approached with the dildos in hand.

She handed one to Judy, "Use it on Nick."

Judy took the blue one, her eyes glinting with excitement. She knelt behind Nick, her paws shaking slightly with nerves and anticipation. Gazelle stepped closer to Tucker, the purple dildo in her grip, "Ready?"

"Oh, yes," Tucker's voice was a hoarse whisper, his cock still pulsing.

Sure, Judy had used her fingers before on Nick, but a dildo? This was new territory as his tail swished back and forth as Judy rubbed the tip of the toy against his puckered anus, "What about you?" She asked her lover, "You ready?"

Nick nodded, his body tight with excitement, "Fuck yes."

After spitting on his asshole and rubbing the tip of the dildo against it, Judy took a deep breath, then pushed the blue dildo into Nick's ass, watching with fascination as it slid in with surprising ease. Nick's body tensed, then relaxed with a sigh as she began to pump it in and out, the plastic toy moving in rhythm with his breath. Meanwhile, Gazelle had lubed up the purple dildo with her own saliva and was pushing it into Tucker's eager hole.

"Fuck him, Judy," Gazelle cooed, "Make him good and hard again, make him beg!"

Judy took Gazelle's words as a challenge, her strokes with the blue dildo becoming more vigorous, her other hand reaching around to play with Nick's swollen knot. Nick's moans grew louder, his hips pushing back to meet the invading toy, his eyes never leaving Tucker's face. He watched as Gazelle worked her magic, her own dildo disappearing into Tucker's ass with a steady rhythm that had him squirming in pleasure.

"Fuck me," Tucker whimpered, his voice a mix of pleasure and pain, as Gazelle's strokes grew faster, Tucker's anus stretched wide by the invading toy.

Nick felt something strange, a warmth spreading through his body that had nothing to do with the sex. "Guys," he started, his voice thick, "I think... I feel kinda weird."

Gazelle smirked at Nick, not missing a beat in her rhythmic fucking of Tucker's ass, "It's the night howler flower," she said casually, her voice laden with satisfaction.

Nick's eyes snapped to hers, his mind racing with the revelation. "What? Where?" he demanded, his voice tight with a mix of shock and arousal.

"Relax, darling," Gazelle cooed, her strokes into Tucker's ass unrelenting, "It's all part of the fun. Just a bit of laced weed."

Judy's movements paused a bit, "Wait, but won't that make them go feral? I smoked some of that!"

"Not in such a low dose," Gazelle chuckled, "And it only affects preds. These boys are going to want to fuck all night."

Nick's heart raced as the effects of the night howler hit him. The room swam in a haze of lust as his body responded to the potent mix of marijuana and the narcotic flower. His cock grew even harder, his knot pulsing with a need to fuck again.

Tucker's hips were slamming back against the dildo Gazelle penetrated him with, "Don't worry, bud," he looked over at Nick, "Trust me, it's gonna keep you hard all night."

Nick could feel it, the effects of the night howler were intense, his body was on fire with lust, his cock standing at attention despite just having cum. Judy paused in her ministrations, her eyes wide with surprise and excitement. "Really?"

Gazelle's strokes grew more insistent, her breathing ragged, "Oh yes," she managed to say, "It's one of my secret weapons."

Both foxes were harder than they had ever been, their cocks engorged and red, dripping precum onto the couch as their asses were railed by Judy and Gazelle. The night howler had taken over, and it was as if their bodies had forgotten the concept of satisfaction. They craved more, always more. Nick went as far as stuffing his cock between the couch cushions and began humping it, the need for release like a hot poker in his brain as his lover pumped into his ass harder.

Judy watched, her own pussy aching to be filled again as she panted from the exertion of holding the dildo, "Cum, Nick, cum everywhere." She cooed, hilting the dildo in his ass and giving him deep, short strokes.

Nick couldn't hold back anymore, the combination of the night howler and the intense sensations overwhelming him. He bucked his hips, his cock spurting a thick rope of cum into the couch, soaking the fabric. His orgasm went on and on, his body shaking with the power of it, his eyes rolling back in his head.

Tucker was right behind him, his knot swelling with each thrust Gazelle gave him, the dildo stretching him to the limits of pleasure. "Fuck me, I'm gonna cum," he panted, his eyes glazed over with desire. Gazelle smacked his ass with her free hand, a wicked smile on her face as she watched the fox's orgasm build.

"Do it," she whispered, her voice like silk, "Cum for me, Tuck."

And with that, Tucker's knot swelled, and he exploded, his warm seed spurting out onto the couch as he moaned in pleasure, his body trembling. Gazelle pulled out the dildo, watching him with a sense of satisfaction.

Judy gasped as she watched both men shoot ropes of cum, and almost never ending tidal way of sperm hitting the couch in thick ropes as their cocks pulsed, the veins straining with the intensity of their orgasms. The sight was so arousing that she could feel her own juices trickle down her thighs. Gazelle stepped back, the purple dildo still glistening with her spit, watching the two men with a mix of satisfaction and amusement.

Nick and Tucker stared at each other, like two wild animals in heat, their lips peeled back in snarls, their eyes gleaming with a primal desire that had been unleashed by the night howler. Their cocks remained hard, bobbing in the air, begging for more.

"It's set in," Gazelle said to Judy, "Now we're going to have some real fun."

"Cheese and crackers," Judy whispered as she looked into Nick's eyes, seeing his pupils dilated.

The room felt like it was closing in around Nick, his senses heightened to a near-painful level. The scent of sex and weed was thick in the air, but it was the smell of the women's musky arousal that was driving him wild. His mind raced with images of them fucking each other in every possible way, and he could feel his body responding, his cock pulsing with a need so intense it was almost painful.

Gazelle stepped closer to Judy, her hand slipping down to cup her ass, "They might be a little rough, just relax and take it." she said, her voice a seductive purr.

Judy swallowed hard, but nodded. She had never been with a near-feral pred before, but the excitement was making her wetter than she had ever been. She leaned in and kissed Gazelle, their tongues dancing together as they both watched the two foxes, their bodies taut with anticipation.

Nick was the first to make a move, his cock still hard and dripping with cum as he turned to face Judy. He grabbed her by the throat and pushed her down onto the couch, his eyes wild with the night howler's influence. Without a moment's hesitation, he stabbed at her cunt a few times, so overwhelmed with lust that he had trouble finding her slippery hole. Trying to remain composed, Judy reached between them, grasping Nick's prick and guiding him.

"It's okay, Nick," She whispered, "I'm ready."

Nick's eyes cleared a bit, and he nodded before lining his cock up with her pussy, and with one powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her. Judy's eyes went wide; the feeling of him so deep inside her with such urgency was unlike anything she had felt before. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back as he began to pound into her, his knot swelling with each thrust.

Tucker was right behind, his own cock still hard, the night howler making sure of that. He grabbed Gazelle by the waist, spinning her around to face Nick and Judy, and slammed into her from behind. The pop star's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she felt herself being claimed by the fox, his knot swelling in her pussy.

The room was filled with the sounds of wet flesh slapping together, of gasps and moans, of the occasional scream as someone hit a particularly good spot. Nick's teeth grazed Judy's neck, his breath hot against her fur as he fucked her with a ferocity that bordered on the violent. Gazelle's face was pressed against Judy's smalls tits as Tucker claimed her from behind, and she couldn't resist slurping a nipple into her mouth.

Judy's paws dug into the couch as she was pounded into the fabric, Nick's cock striking her deepest places with every thrust, their bodies moving in a primal rhythm that seemed to resonate through the very air. She felt Nick's knot swell inside her, the pressure building, and she knew he was close. "I'm gonna cum," she moaned, her voice hoarse.

Gazelle watched the two of them, her own arousal spiking as she felt Tucker's knot thicken and lock inside her. She flicked her tongue around Judy's nipples, feeling the bunny arch off the couch, her legs as she approached climax. The pop star knew just how to keep her lovers on edge, her movements precise and calculated as she pushed them towards the precipice of pleasure.

And Gazelle was teetering on that edge herself.

Her cunt was clenching around Tucker's thick knot, her own orgasm approaching like a runaway train. She reached down and began to rub her clit, her other hand playing with Nick's ear as he fucked Judy senseless. She whispered sweet nothings into the bunny's ear, egging everyone on as Tucker's hips slammed into her.

Nick felt his orgasm build, his balls tightening, his knot swelling with the need to flood Judy's fertile womb with his cum. He picked up his pace, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he felt himself getting closer and closer, his cock aching. "Fuck," he snarled, "I'm gonna fill you up."

Judy's eyes went wide, she could feel his knot swell even more, stretching her tightly around him, tears rimming her eyes. "Do it," she begged, "Claim me, Nick."

Nick's hips snapped forward, his cock buried as deep as it could go, and with a roar, he released his load. The first jet of cum shot deep into her, filling her up, the sensation so intense it was almost painful. She could feel his knot pulsing, his seed spurting into her, coating her insides as she came around his cock.

At the same time, Gazelle's own orgasm hit like a thunderbolt, her pussy clenching around Tucker's knot as he fucked her from behind. She cried out, her body shaking with the force of it, her hand still working Nick's ear as she watched the bunny's face contort with pleasure. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt her cunt clamp down on the fox's cock, her muscles milking him for every drop as he too exploded within her.

Nick's knot pulsed, his cum mixing with Judy's juices and coating the couch cushions as he pulled out with a wet pop, casuing Judy to yelp in sharp pain. The two men's eyes met over the writhing forms of their partners, their own cocks still rock hard and demanding more.

Judy had gone limp, her mind broken from orgasm, her body a writhing mess of pleasure as the two foxes stared at each other, their cocks still standing tall and proud despite their recent releases. The night howler's effect had turned them into insatiable animals, and they both knew there was no going back until the drug had run its course.

Seeing Judy was still in a daze, Gazelle offered herself up to both men, "Take me," she purred, presenting her ass to Tucker and her pussy to Nick. Nick sat on the couch, stroking his dripping meat as Gazelle climbed on top of him, slipping his aching tool into her soaking wet cunt. Meanwhile from behind, Tucker grabbed Gazelle's ass cheeks and spread them, his cock already dripping with precum as he lined it up with her fleshy asshole.

Tucker's knot pushed into Gazelle's tight ass, and her eyes went wide as she took a deep breath, then let out a shuddering moan. The two foxes wasted no time ravaging her, their hips moving in a synchronized dance of lust and power. Gazelle's eyes rolled back, her body a canvas of pleasure, as she felt herself stretched to the limits by the two thick, knotted cocks invading her.

"Yes!" She cried out, reaching back to run her fingers through the fur on top of Tucker's head, "Break me!"

The room was a cacophony of sounds: the slap of wet flesh, the grunts of the foxes, and the keening of Gazelle's moans. Judy lay there, watching in awe and arousal, her body still pulsing with the aftershocks of her own orgasm. She hurt in places she had never felt before, but it was a good pain, a satisfied pain, like the ache of muscles after a rigorous workout. She didn't touch herself; she just lay there, watching Tucker and Nick absolutely wreck Gazelle's holes in their near-feral state.

The foxes snapped at each other, teeth gnashing. They bit Gazelle's neck, with Tucker scruffing her and Nick raking his fangs down her slender throat, leaving red marks in their wake. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she gasped for air as they both pushed into her deeper, their knots swelling with each thrust. The sight of Gazelle being claimed by her two lovers was too much for Judy, and her whole body shuddered. One part of her wished she were the one being claimed in such a way, a primal way, a forbidden way. The prey in her wanted to succumb, to be ravaged and used. But the other part, the sane and logical part, didn't know if she could handle such ferocity, so she was content watching Gazelle become a martyr to their passions.

Her hand wandered to her clit, her fingers slipping through the slickness that was already there, her other hand squeezing her breast tightly, the flesh around them pebbled with excitement. She watched as Nick's cock slammed into Gazelle's pussy, the sound of their bodies colliding a symphony of raw sexual need. Tucker's cock was buried deep in Gazelle's ass, her walls stretched tight around his thick knot. The pop star was in a state of bliss, her body moving in tandem with theirs, her moans of pleasure filling the room.

Judy's own orgasm was building again, her body responding to the primal scene unfolding before her. She watched as Nick's knot grew even larger, his eyes glazed over with the intensity of his need. Tucker's thrusts grew more urgent, his tail slapping against Gazelle's thighs as he pushed deeper into her, his own knot swelling with the promise of release.

And then, Gazelle's body tightened, her walls clenching around the two cocks buried deep inside her. With a scream that was half pleasure, half pain, she came, her cunt spasming around Nick's knot as she squirted a jet of juices that soaked the couch cushion beneath her. Her orgasm seemed to trigger something in the two foxes, their thrusts growing more erratic, more desperate.

Nick's knot grew so swollen that it looked like it was going to pop, the pressure inside him almost unbearable. He roared, his eyes flashing with the intensity of his climax as he shot rope after rope of cum into Gazelle's tight pussy. His seed overflowed, dribbling down her thighs and onto the couch, mixing with the juices that were already there.

Tucker wasn't far behind, his hips snapping forward as he buried his knot deep into Gazelle's ass. He came with a feral growl, his cock jerking as it filled her to the brim with his thick cum. It overflowed from her stretched hole, running down her thighs.

Finally spent, the two foxes collapsed, panting heavily, their cocks still semi-hard from the intensity of their orgasms. Gazelle lay sprawled across the couch, her legs limp, her body covered in a sheen of sweat. Her breathing was ragged, her eyes half-closed in a daze of pleasure. Nick and Tucker had claimed her, ravaged her, and she reveled in the feeling of being used in such a brutal fashion.

Judy checked on Nick, her own arousal temporarily waning. With trembling hands, she reached out to Nick, who was lying on his back, his eyes staring up at the ceiling in a glazed look. He was less feral now, his body relaxed, his breathing slowing to something resembling normal.

"They'll need a few minutes," Gazelle muttered beside them, her own breaths still coming in heaves, "The night howler's grip can be intense, but they're coming down."

Gazelle peeled herself off their cocks and leaned down to kiss Tucker on the forehead, "Take a break, love, you earned it."

Nick groaned, his body still thrumming with the aftershocks of his orgasm, "Fuck, I couldn't control myself." He managed to get out, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"You okay?" Judy looked at him with a concerned expression.

Nick managed a nod, "Yeah," he murmured, his eyes slowly focusing on her, "Just a little fucked up but I am okay. What about you, Tuck?"

All Tucker could do was give a lazy thumbs-up.

Gazelle chuckled, her voice still thick with pleasure, "They'll be fine, darling," she said to Judy, "Just let them rest for a few."

Judy nodded, her hand still resting on Nick's chest, feeling the strong beat of his heart beneath her paw. She looked over at Tucker, who was lying on his side, his chest heaving with his own breaths. They were both covered in cum and sweat, their fur sticking to their bodies in the most erotic way.

Gazelle slid across the couch and placed her paws on Judy's waist. "So," she said with a smile, "While they're recovering, how about we girls have some fun?"

Chapter Text

SIX - Encore Performance

Nick and Tucker were stunned, still recovering from the effects of the night howler mixed weed.

Leaving Judy and Gazelle to entertain themselves.

Judy's eyes widened, but she nodded at Gazelle's suggestion, the curiosity and arousal winning out over any fear she might have felt. Gazelle leaned in and kissed her, her tongue sliding into the bunny's mouth with a hunger that was almost predatory despite Gazelle being a prey animal. Their bodies tangled together, their kiss growing more heated by the second. Gazelle's paws roamed over Judy's body, her touch feather-light, teasing, driving her wild.

It was just them in this moment, two females, one large, one small, both equally hungry for pleasure. Gazelle's tongue danced with Judy's, their kiss a battle of wills and desire. The pop star's hands roamed over the bunny's body, teasing her sensitive spots, making her squirm. Gazelle broke the kiss, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she whispered into Judy's ear, "Was I your first female?"

Judy gulped, her cheeks flushing pink. "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper, "It's something I thought about when I was younger but was brought up in a very strict household."

Gazelle's smile grew wicked, "Yet you fell in love with a predator," she murmured, "Not that strict I suppose."

Her hands found Judy's breasts, squeezing them gently, her thumbs circling the sensitive nipples until they were hard peaks. The bunny gasped, her body reacting to the pop star's touch.

"That feels good," Judy muttered.

As much as she loved Nick, as good as he felt, being touched by Gazelle was an experience like no other. She was exotic, wild, sexy, everything Judy felt she wasn't, and it was intoxicating. Gazelle's hands continued to roam her body, exploring every inch of her with a confidence that left Judy's head spinning. She had never felt so wanted, so desired, by someone who wasn't her boyfriend before.

"Let's try something," Gazelle whispered as she took Judy by the hand and brought her down to the floor.

The pop star's grace was surprising as she lay down, spreading her legs in a way that made Judy's heart race. Gazelle was all confidence and sex appeal, and Judy couldn't help but be drawn in. "Lie down," she instructed, her voice a soft purr that sent shivers down the bunny's spine.

Judy complied, her legs trembling as she positioned herself on the plush carpet. Gazelle's paws were warm and gentle as she guided Judy's thighs apart, her own legs slipping between them. They were face to face now, their pussies perfectly aligned, the soft fur of their mounds brushing together. Judy's heart was pounding in her chest, her breath shallow as she felt the first tentative touch of Gazelle's wetness against her own. It was a strange, alien sensation, one that she had never felt before, but it was also incredibly arousing.

They began to rock together, their clits finding each other through the folds of their sexes. It was a slow, sensual dance, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they explored this new form of pleasure. Gazelle's eyes never left Judy's, her pupils blown wide with lust and excitement. Her teeth were bared in a silent snarl of pleasure, her breath coming in quick pants as she felt the bunny's body respond to her touch.

"You're so beautiful," Gazelle whispered, "Nick is lucky to have you."

Judy blushed, feeling her cheeks warm with the compliment as they continued to grind against each other, the heat between them growing with every passing moment. Their bodies were slick with sweat and cum, their pussies sliding together as they found their rhythm. They began to scissor, their legs intertwining, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through their bodies. It was a dance that was both intimate and primal, two females seeking pleasure in the most basic of ways.

"This feels so...": Judy fought to find the words through a cloud of lust, "Amazing. This has always been one of my fantasies."

"It's real now," Gazelle whispered, her hips rocking against Judy's in a rhythmic motion that grew more frantic with every passing second. Gazelle lifted one of Judy's legs and brought her foot to her mouth, licking Judy's toes before sucking on one, sending a whole new thrill through Judy's core as they scissored harder.

Nick and Tucker finally stirred from their exhausted daze, their eyes locking onto the erotic sight before them. The two foxes watched with a mix of awe and hunger as Gazelle and Judy's bodies moved in a mesmerizing dance of desire. They could see the passion etched into every line of their figures, their moans growing louder.

Nick slipped off the couch and got on his knees at Judy's head, leaning down to tenderly kiss her, "How's that feel, Carrots?"

Judy's eyes snapped open, a look of surprise and excitement in them, "Good, so good," she managed to say before her eyes rolled back in her head as Gazelle's pussy ground into hers.

Tucker took his own place beside Gazelle and seeing the woman licking Judy's toes, he took Judy's other foot and brought it to his mouth, his rough tongue sliding along her sole before sucking her toes. The sensation was oddly arousing and Judy's back arched off the floor. Their hips smashed together and Nick could see sticky strands of their arousal connecting the two women, a visual representation of their deepening bond.

Nick's cock began to stir again, the night howler not quite finished with him yet. He watched as Judy grabbed onto Gazelle's hips, humping her, mewling every time their clits met. Judy's violet eyes rolled back and she shuddered, "Oh, God, I am going to cum again."

"Me too," Gazelle breathed, "Don't stop, baby, don't fucking stop."

Judy could feel the pop star's body quivering against her own, her muscles tightening, and she knew they were both on the brink. With a final, desperate thrust, their clits met in a spark of pure ecstasy, sending them both over the edge. Gazelle's pussy spasmed against Judy's, and the bunny felt herself climax in a rush of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. Her eyes sealed shut, her body arching as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her, her cries echoing through the room.

When she finally opened her eyes, she saw Nick and Tucker watching, their cocks hardening once more. They had both moved closer, their faces flushed with need, their eyes glittering with the remnants of the night howler's power. Gazelle was still shaking, her legs kicking as she rode out the final wave of her orgasm.

For a moment they all just sat there, Nick holding Judy, Tucker holding Gazelle, and the two women connoted at the hips. Soft kisses were exchanged, words of encouragement, and as narcotics and alcohol started to fade, so did their passions.

For now, they were just content to chat and gently touch.

"So, that was unexpected." Nick chuckled, his voice a mix of tiredness and satisfaction.

Gazelle giggled, her body still trembling slightly, "I have my ways of making things interesting."

"That's why we're a good couple," Tucker smirked as he pressed his lips to Gazelle's long neck.

The room was quiet for a few moments as the group of four caught their breath and let the euphoria of their shared climax wash over them. The scent of sex and the faint musk of the night howler flower lingered in the air, a heady mix that only served to stir their desires once more. Nick's paws were still wrapped around Judy's body, his sticking out just a bit from his sheath as he held her tight against his chest. Gazelle was sprawled over Tucker, her cheek resting against his shoulder, planting soft kisses against his collarbone.

"There's just one thing we didn't do," Judy spoke, a wry grin spreading across her face.

Nick looked down at her, "What's that?"

"I want to see you and Tucker together again," The bunny admitted, her cheeks a shade of pink, "Unless you're all... tuckered out?"

"Wow," Tucker snorted, "A pun? Really?"

The room was filled with laughter, the tension of the moment dissipating into a playful banter that only close friends could share after such a wild ride. Nick smirked, his cock giving a twitch at the thought of being with Tucker again, "Well, if it's what the lady wants..."

"Well," Gazelle stretched as she stood, "If we're going to have an encore, let's make it interesting."

With a smirk, she sauntered over to her luggage, her hips swaying with an exaggerated allure that made both Nick and Tucker's cocks twitch. The pop star rummaged through her suitcase, her tail flicking back and forth in anticipation. Finally, she pulled out a strap-on with a dildo that was thick and intimidating, definitely not something you'd find at the local adult store. It was a sight that would make even the most seasoned porn star pause.

Thankfully, she also had lube for this one.

Everything was organic, natural, they didn't even have to set their pecking order with verbal commands. Judy stretched out on her back, looking at Tucker with a smirk. Tucker took the non-verbal cue and crawled over to the bunny, his cock bobbing under him, red, raw, not as engorged as before but still eager to dive back into that bunny pussy.

As Tucker got between Judy's legs and positioned himself at her entrance, Gazelle handed Nick the lube. Nick popped the top and lubed up his own prick while looking at the dildo hanging between Gazelle's legs. She caught his glance and she smiled, "Don't worry, I will go slow on you."

Tucker didn't need much encouragement, sliding into Judy with ease. She was still wet and eager from the intense pounding she had received earlier. Judy's eyes rolled back in her head, her body responding to the familiar feel of the fox's cock. Nick watched as Tucker's knot swelled again, ready to claim her once more.

It was now time for Nick to take Tucker's ass.

Nick got behind his best friend and lined his lubed up cock to Tucker's asshole, pushing gently. Tucker gasped, his body tense for a moment before he relaxed, allowing Nick's cock to slide in. Tucker gasped at the intrusion, and as Nick pushed into him, he in turn pushed deeper into Judy, and she let out a squeak of pleasure.

Finally, Gazelle hovered behind Nick, looming over the fox as she grabbed his tail to expose his pink asshole. With one hand guiding the strap-on, she pressed the tip to Nick's anus, gently pulling back on his tail to direct him, allowing him to take the dildo at his own pace.

And soon, they were all connected.

Nick's cock filled Tucker's ass as he pushed deeper, moaning as Nick stretching him. The feeling of being filled while plowing a tight cunt was something Tucker hadn't experienced before, and it was driving him wild. Judy was drooling on herself as all three of them pressed their body weight down, creating a sandwich of fur and juices. Nick grimaced as Gazelle filled his ass, pushing his sphincter to the limit, but the feeling of being claimed by this exotic woman was something his body instantly adjusted to. It was a strange mix of pain and pleasure, a sensation that he realized he craved.

"You doing okay, darlin'?" Tucker asked Judy as he stared into her eyes, his thrusts slow and deliberate, making sure she felt every inch of him.

Judy's eyes fluttered open, and she nodded, her voice breathy, "I love it, Tucker."

Their movements grew more synchronized, a rhythm that was both mesmerizing and erotic to watch. Gazelle began to thrust into Nick with slow, deliberate strokes, her hips moving like a serpent, her grip on his tail tight. Nick's looked back at her as Gazelle filled him, his own cock pulsing with need as it slid in and out of Tucker. The pressure was building, the sensation of being filled and filling someone else was intense, and it was all he could do not to cum right then and there.

But they went slow, each of them whispering to one another dirty secrets and adoration, building the tension up. Gazelle's paws found Nick's hips, guiding him, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered filthy suggestions that made him shiver, "I could watch you fuck him all night."

Judy's hands were wrapped around Tucker's neck, her nails digging into his fur as she met each of his thrusts with her own hips, nipping at his bottom lip, "Promise me," she panted, "Promise me we'll all be together."

Tucker's eyes snapped to hers, "Always," he promised, the intensity in his voice making her toes curl, "As long as you and Nicky will have me."

Nick groaned as Gazelle's dildo hit his prostate, the pressure building until he was sure he'd burst. The four of them were in perfect harmony, their bodies moving as one, a symphony of lust and passion. He leaned down and nibbled on Tucker's ear, "Love you, man."

Tucker's eyes went wide for a moment before a smile spread across his face, "Love you too, buddy."

Their pace increased, driven by a hunger that seemed insatiable. Gazelle's strap-on plunged deeper into Nick's tight ass, the dildo stretching him with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure through his body. His own cock, still buried in Tucker, was a testament to his arousal, his knot threatening to pass through Tucker's tight ring. Tucker's knot was already swollen within Judy, a promise of another powerful orgasm to come.

It all depended on who would shatter first.

Nick could feel the pressure building in his cock, the knot threatening to expand and claim Tucker in the most intimate way. Gazelle's grip on his hips tightened as she watched the scene before her, her own arousal evident in the way she rocked her hips, her dildo plunging into Nick's ass with increasing speed.

Judy's eyes were glossed over with pleasure as she watched the two foxes fuck, her own body on the bottom of an erotic pyramid of flesh. The feeling of Tucker's knot swelling within her was almost too much to handle, and she could feel another orgasm building. She whispered into his ear, her paws on his cheeks, "Cum in me Tucker" her voice thick with passion, "Fill me. You and Nick are both mine."

"Judy," Tucker moaned, "Oh fuck, Judy..."

Judy's words were enough to push Tucker over and cause a chain reaction, his orgasm rushing through him with the force of a stampede. His cock swelled, his knot thickening as he came into Judy, filling her to the brim. The feeling was indescribable, and Judy's eyes went wide as she felt herself being claimed by Tucker once again. Her own orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clenching down on the knot, milking Tucker for every drop as she screamed out her release.

Tucker's ass clenched around Nick's cock, and as Gazelle slammed the strap-on home deep in his ass, Nick came as well, his semen spurting into Tucker's bowels as Nick but down on the back of Tucker's neck. The room was filled with the sound of their combined cries of pleasure, their bodies shaking with the intensity of their climaxes. For a moment, they remained like that, the four of them connected in the most primal of ways, each feeling the tremors of the others' pleasure.

Gazelle slid her hands along Nick's back as she leaned down and nuzzled the side of his neck, "Good, boy," she muttered into his ear, "Very good boy."

They were spent, their bodies limp and trembling, their hearts pounding in their chests as they tried to catch their breath. Gazelle slowly pulled out of Nick, her strap-on still slick with lube, and collapsed next to them on the floor, her own breaths coming in short, ragged gasps.

"Well," she panted, "I am cooked."

Nick chuckled, his body still shaking with the aftershocks of his own orgasm, "You can say that again." He slowly pulled out of Tucker, watching his cum leak out of the Arctic fox's asshole, "You alright, bud?"

Tucker nodded, a goofy smile on his face, "I think my dick is broken."

They all laughed, the tension of the intense moment breaking like a dam. They lay there, tangled in a heap of sweat-soaked fur and limbs, panting and smiling, the room still echoing with the sounds of their shared passion, leaving them with a warm, fuzzy glow that seemed to linger in the air.

Nick looked around, his gaze lingering on each of them. He saw the contentment in Tucker's eyes, the sparkle in Gazelle's, and the satisfaction etched on Judy's face. He felt a warmth in his chest that went beyond the physical pleasure they had just shared. This was more than just a wild night of fun. They had forged a bond that went deeper than friendship.

Judy, his partner and lover. Tucker, his childhood best friend, and now Gazelle, the mysterious and sexually adventurous pop star. They had crossed boundaries tonight, and there was no going back. But that didn't bother Nick, there was comfort in each of them, from the old to the new, it felt... right.

"I don't know about the rest of you," Judy propped herself up on her elbows as Tucker rested his head on her tummy, "I could eat an entire buffet right now."

Gazelle chuckled, lying on the floor beside them, "I might just pass out first."

Nick grinned, his cock still pulsing slightly, "Let's get cleaned up, then I'll order in. I know a place that's open late."

Towels and makeup wipes cleaned up their mess as best as they could, their laughter bouncing off the walls of the dressing room. The four friends stumbled about, their bodies still sticky with cum and sweat. They collapsed onto the oversized couch in various states of undress, their limbs tangled together in a comfortable heap. Nick leaned his head against Tucker's shoulder, his tail swishing lazily as he reached for the phone to order food.

"It's good seeing you again, Tuck," Nick let out a contented sigh as he scrolled through a pizza menu on his phone.

"Yeah, same here, Nicky," Tucker smiled, "I'm glad."

Gazelle looked over at the two of them, her eyes soft, "You two are adorable."

Judy chuckled, "Aren't they though?"

The banter continued even as their pizza arrived, the scent of cheese and garlic wafting through the air as they all sat up, their hunger piqued by the sight of the steaming hot food. They tucked into the food ravenously, the quiet munching a stark contrast to their earlier cries of passion. As they ate, the conversation grew more relaxed, touching on various topics, from the mundane to the intimate.

"Holy shit," Nick checked his phone, "How is it already 2 am?"

"Guess time flies when you're having fun," Tucker quipped, wiping a string of cheese off his chin. Gazelle chuckled, her eyes drooping with satisfaction.

"Well, I can have my limo driver drop you off wherever you need to go," She said with a smile at Nick and Judy, "I will be going to my own hotel and flying out on the next leg of my tour tomorrow night."

"Wait," Judy's ears flattened against her head, "You're leaving tomorrow?"

"Sadly, yes," She sighed. "I have to keep the record execs happy."

"And I will be going with her," Tucker nodded.

The news was a surprise to Nick and Judy, but Nick somewhat expected it. Tucker went wherever the wind carried him, it was just unfortunate that after not seeing him for a decade and connecting as they did... he didn't know when they would see each other again.

"Don't worry," Tucker spoke with a mouthful of pizza, "We'll keep in touch."

Judy looked at Nick, seeing a hint of sadness in his eyes, and she leaned over to whisper in his ear, "You can spend the night with him if you want. I don't mind."

But Nick shook his head, "It's not that, Carrots. You two were connecting, my best friends... and, well, I hate to have it end so soon."

Gazelle leaned back, soaking in Nick's words, "I have an idea."

All three of them looked in her direction.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and a hint of something deeper. She stood up, her body glistening with sweat, under a silk robe she now wore, "I have a penthouse suite all to myself, and I would rather not sleep alone tonight. Perhaps, Judy, if you don't mind, Nick can spend the night with me and Tucker with you?"

The room fell silent, the only sound being the crunch of pizza. Nick and Judy exchanged glances, the unspoken question hanging in the air. Could they handle this? Could they share their lovers in separate encounters? Without each other present?

"Well, that's certainly an offer," Nick said finally, swiping his thumb over the crumbs on the couch, "But I'm not sure if we sh--"

"Okay," Judy cut him off. "Fuck it, let's do it."

The tension in the air thickened, and the realization of what was being proposed washed over them all. It was a bold move, but something deep within her told her it was the right one. They had all been pushed to their limits tonight, but it had brought them closer together than ever before.

"Are you sure?" Nick searched Judy's eyes, "I mean, I trust you, and Tucker."

"And I trust you," Judy smiled at the fox, placing her hand on Nick's cheek. "We only have tonight."

The decision made, the four of them shared a lingering look, a silent acknowledgment of the trust and desire that bound them. And with that, they started collecting the remainder of their clothing. Tucker stole a moment to clasp his hand on Nick's shoulder.

"I can go to my own hotel if you're not comfortable with this, bud." He said, searching Nick's eyes for hesitation.

"Nah, man," Nick smiled at him, "I want this. I want you two to be comfortable alone. I trust you with my life."

With a nod, Tucker leaned in and kissed Nick, his tongue slipping past his teeth to caress Nick's before they pulled away. It was a kiss filled with affection, a promise that he would treat Judy with the same respect he treated Nick with.

"Can I have a moment with him?" Judy asked Tucker as she approached the two foxes.

"Sure thing, darlin'," Tucker smiled, "I'll meet you outside by Nick's car.

He gave Nick's shoulder a gentle squeeze before heading out the door, leaving Nick and Judy to talk while Gazelle called her limo driver. They stared at each other, the weight of the evening's events heavy in the air.

"You're sure?" Nick asked her again, his voice low and earnest.

Judy nodded, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and nerves, "I want this, Nick. I want to explore everything with you, and if this is a part of that... then I'm all in. Go enjoy the night with Gazelle and I will see you tomorrow."

They shared one more kiss, their tongues dancing briefly before breaking away, "I love you," Judy whispered as she hugged the fox.

Nick's heart swelled, "I love you too."

Their goodbye was filled with the kind of tenderness that comes after intense passion, and as Judy collected her purse, Nick gave her one last look before she left the dressing room, leaving him with Gazelle.

"She loves you a lot," Gazelle said as she approached Nick from behind, wrapping her arms around his torso.

"Yeah," Nick leaned into the embrace, "I know. I love her too."

Gazelle leaned in and brushed her lips against Nick's furry ear, "I am not expecting the same from you, Nick. I know this is a big step in your relationship."

Nick took a deep breath, feeling her warm breath against his skin, "Thanks for understanding. I just want to make sure everyone is happy."

"I promise I will make you happy," Gazelle breathed, her hands sliding up to his chest.

Nick's heart thumped, a mix of excitement and anxiety coursing through him. He knew that Gazelle was an experienced lover, and the thought of being with her again made his cock twitch with anticipation. He turned to face her, looking into her eyes that gleamed with a fiery passion.

"And I promise that by the time the sun rises," His paws reached down and cupped her ass, "You'll be screaming my name."

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SEVEN - Same but Different

The limousine was far more than Nick expected, a sleek black beast that waited outside the venue. Gazelle led him to it, her hand on the small of his back. The driver opened the door, and they slid into the luxurious interior. The plush seats enveloped them, and the moment the door closed, Gazelle was all over him.

"You fascinate me, Nick Wilde," She whispered into his ear as her hands roamed his body, "A predator in love with prey, going against the natural order."

Her words sent a shiver down his spine, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. "It's not about that," He murmured, "It's about love and trust."

"And you trust each other enough to be alone with different partners tonight?" Her hand found his thigh and despite the ache of exhaustion, Nick's cock started to grow from its sheath.

"We do," Nick said, watching Gazelle's hand grope him, "And I trust Tucker with my life."

"Even though he'll be deep inside Judy tonight?" She teased him, unzipping his pants, "Filling her fertile bunny womb with his hot cum?"

Nick's breath hitched, "Y-yes..."

Gazelle pulled down his pants and studied his sheath closely, seeing his tip starting to poke out. She leaned down and licked the rim as she spoke, "Judy's going to bed for Tucker's knot, and if I know Tucker, which I do, he's going to fuck her until she can't move. And you're fine with this?"

Nick nodded, his voice thick with desire, "More than fine."

"And why is that, I wonder?" Gazelle looked up into Nick's eyes while her fingers danced over his ever-hardening prick.

Nick's could only smirk, "Because I am going to fuck your brains out tonight."

Gazelle's eyes went wide before she threw her head back and laughed, "Is that right?" Her hand tightened around his shaft, her thumb circling his slit, "Well, in that case," she leaned closer, her breath hot against his ear, "Let's get this party started."

The limo ride to her penthouse suite was a whirlwind of passionate kisses and roaming hands. Nick felt the caress of her tongue as she licked a trail down his neck, her teeth grazing his sensitive spots, sending shivers down his spine. His cock was fully erect now, standing tall and proud as she took it into her mouth. He groaned as she sucked him off, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him deep.

Nick's hand found her pussy, his thumb circling her clit as he pumped his hips into her mouth. Gazelle's muffled moans filled the car, and he knew she was already wet for him. The anticipation was palpable, the air thick with sexual tension. When they reached the hotel, they stumbled out of the car, barely able to wait for the elevator.

The penthouse suite was opulence in the truest sense, with a breathtaking view of the city lights, sprawling across the floor-to-ceiling windows. The plush carpet was soft under their paws, and the king-sized bed looked like a cloud, begging for them to ravish each other upon it. Gazelle led Nick to the bedroom, her tail swaying with an alluring grace that had him drooling as she removed her clothing.

Gazelle climbed upon the bed and presented herself to him, ass up, reaching back to spread her ass cheeks with one hand, "Come here, Nicky, come taste something other than rabbit."

Her words were like a shot of pure lust to his system, and Nick couldn't resist. He climbed onto the bed, kneeing her legs apart and leaned in to lick her pussy from behind. Gazelle's taste was different from Judy's, muskier and more pungent, but it was a scent that was driving him wild. His tongue slithered along her slit, feeling her quiver under his touch. He licked her from behind, savoring her juices, her moans spurring him on.

"Higher," She cooed, "Don't be shy, Nicky, lick me everywhere."

Obliging her, Nick's tongue slid up, tasting the musky scent of her ass before circling her tight hole. Gazelle's moan grew louder, her body shaking as he explored her in a way that was both thrilling and new for him. His tongue slid into her, pushing past the tight ring of muscle, and she squealed with pleasure, pushing back against him.

Her paws were fisted in the bedsheets, her body writhing as Nick's tongue delved deeper, his nose pressed against her cheeks. He had never tasted someone like this before, not even Judy, but something about Gazelle's scent, her flavor, was addictive. He felt his own knot swell and tighten, his desire for her growing with every lick.

"Finger me," Gazelle moaned, "Finger my pussy."

Nick pulled his tongue from her ass and slid two digits into her slick pussy, pumping them in and out as he leaned down to kiss her anus once more. Her body quivered at the dual sensation, her tail slapping against his cheeks as she pushed back into his face. Gazelle was a maelstrom of desire, her hands gripping the sheets so tightly that her knuckles were white.

"More," she gasped, her voice hoarse with need.

Nick didn't need further prompting. He added a third finger, curling them inside her to hit her sweet spot, and her moan grew deeper. Gazelle pushed back against his hand, her body rocking as he found the rhythm she craved. She was so wet that she was dripping down Nick's fingers, her cunt squelching around his invading digits as Nick brought her closer to orgasm.

His tongue penetrated her asshole once more, swirling and fucking her, making her pussy clench around his knuckles. Gazelle was a symphony of moans and whimpers, her body begging for more, her hips grinding against his hand and mouth. Nick felt his own cock pulsing, his knot swollen with the need to claim her. He pulled out his fingers and licked them clean, savoring her taste before climbing up her body.

As he positioned his cock at the entrance of her dripping cunt, Gazelle looked back at him, "Not there," she grinned.

Nick's eyes went wide, "What?"

Gazelle giggled, her eyes glinting with mischief, "You're going to take me in the ass. I want to feel that big predator cock stretching me."

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Meanwhile, across town, Judy drove Nick's car towards her apartment, with Tucker sitting in the passenger seat, his hand on her thigh, "You okay?" He asked, his voice gentle, "You can drop me off at my hotel if you want to get some rest."

Judy looked over at him, her cheeks flushed, "No, I'm fine." She took a deep breath, "I just... I want to try it. I trust Nick, and I trust you."

Tucker leaned in, kissing her cheek softly, "You're sure?"

"Tucker," She snorted, "If I have to say yes one more time, I will drop you off at the dump."

The Arctic fox chuckled, "Okay, okay, I just didn't want you to feel pressured."

They finally pulled up to Judy's building, a brownstone set in the heart of Zootopia, surrounded by the quiet whispers of the night. The two of them walked into her apartment, the air still thick with anticipation as they stepped into the warm, cozy space. Tucker's eyes roamed over the unfamiliar surroundings, taking in the small details that made the place feel like home to Judy.

"I know it's not much, but it's what a cop's salary can afford," Judy chuckled as she locked the door.

Tucker's eyes lit up as he took in the small but cozy living room, "It's perfect," he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration, "It's you."

Judy blushed at the compliment, "Thanks," she stretched her slender arms over her head as she poked out her tongue, "Now why don't we go take a shower? You stink of piss."

Tucker grinned, his tail wagging, "I'll take that as a compliment," he playfully poked back.

They entered the bathroom, the scent of flowery soap and the faint hint of Judy's perfume lingering in the air. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from the vanity lights casting shadows across their bodies as they peeled off their clothes. Judy's eyes roamed over Tucker's form, his muscles rippling in the soft light, the remnants of their earlier escapades glistening on his fur.

Tucker leaned in and kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her fur, making her giggle. His hands reached around her to turn on the shower, the sound of running water a soothing backdrop to their growing anticipation. Judy stepped into the shower first, the warm spray caressing her fur as she waited for Tucker to join her. He followed, closing the glass door with a gentle click that echoed through the quiet room.

Under the water, they touched each other tentatively, their eyes meeting with a silent question. Tucker's paws roamed over her body, exploring her curves and the softness of her fur. He picked up the soap and started lathering her, starting with her shoulders and working his way down to her breasts. His touch was gentle, almost reverent, as if he couldn't believe this moment was real.

"Nick is lucky to have you," He whispered, his thumb brushing over her nipple, "I'm lucky to have you."

Judy leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut, "I'm lucky to have both of you."

She was still struggling with the thought of sharing herself, of sharing Nick, but she knew that this was a part of their journey. She had seen the way Tucker looked at Nick, the love and lust in his eyes, and she knew that he would take care of him. And she had seen the way Gazelle looked at Nick, too. The idea of her fox with the famous pop star was both thrilling and terrifying. But it was a thrill she wanted to experience, to be part of their love story, even if it meant breaking from the traditional family values she was raised with.

God, her parents would kill her.

But Judy didn't care. Not tonight. Tonight, she was going to live.

Tucker's soapy hands slid down her body, over her stomach to her mound, and she spread her legs wider as he began to massage her pussy, his thumb finding her clit and making her gasp. The warm water cascaded down their bodies as they kissed, the soap bubbles popping against their skin.

Judy took the soap from Tucker's paws and began to return the favor, her eyes locked on his as she washed his fur. His cock was starting to poke out from its sheath but she took her time, tracing the lines of his abs before sliding down to his manhood. Tucker's eyes rolled back in his head as she touched him, and she felt a thrill of power knowing she could make him feel this way.

But she did not linger long, the shower was meant to scrub the night's activities from their bodies, to be fresh and clean for what was to come, and Judy had other plans for that thick cock of his. She dropped the soap and, taking Tucker's hand, led him out of the shower. The cool air of the bathroom made their fur stand on end, their bodies glistening wet. She grabbed a towel and began to dry off, watching as he did the same, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I am going to go get some clothes, wait here until I call you, okay?" She said to him, heading for the bathroom door.

Tucker nodded, "Take your time, I'll be right here."

In her bedroom, Judy took a deep breath before opening her dresser drawer. Her paws trembled as they touched the soft fabric of the black lace stockings and panties she had bought months ago but had never worn. They had been a gift from Nick, a naughty surprise he had slipped into her birthday present, and she had saved them for a special occasion. This night certainly fit the bill.

Slowly, she pulled the stockings up her legs, feeling the silky material hug her fur tightly. The sensation was alien, yet thrilling. She slid the panties on, feeling the delicate lace against her pussy, her clit already pulsing with anticipation. The matching bra was a challenge to put on with wet fur, but she managed; her breasts fit snugly into the cups.

She sprawled out on her bed and then finally called out for Tucker, her voice a siren's call in the quiet night. He padded in, his eyes widening at the sight of her in the lingerie. His cock swelled even more, his knot tightening with anticipation.

"You're so fucking beautiful," He whispered as he stood there with the towel around his neck, his fur dripping.

Judy blushed, "Thank you," she murmured, "Nick got these for me."

"He's got good taste," Tucker smirked as he padded across the bedroom floor toward Judy, his cock bobbing with every step.

He dropped the towel and climbed onto the bed, his fur still damp from the shower. Judy watched him approach, her heart racing with excitement and nerves. She had never expected to be alone with Tucker, with Nick off with another woman. But she knew she wanted it, she wanted to explore and indulge in every sensation that this night had to offer.

Tucker crawled over her, his fur brushing against hers. He kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her throat, making her shiver with pleasure. His hands found her breasts, squeezing them gently before moving down to her hips, pulling her closer to him. Judy's breath hitched as she felt his cock against her belly, hot and hard.

His thumbs hooked into her panties and he rolled them down her slender legs, leaving her fully exposed to him. Her pussy was already wet, her scent filling the room. Tucker groaned as he took in the sight of her, "You're so fucking perfect."

Judy felt a blush creep up her neck, "You're pretty good looking yourself," she quipped, trying to lighten the mood.

Tucker's eyes smoldered with desire, "Flattery will get you everywhere, darlin'," he said before leaning down to swipe at her slit with his tongue.

Judy's eyes rolled back in her head as he tasted her, his mouth moving against her clit in a way that was both gentle and insistent. Her hips bucked up to meet him, and she couldn't hold back the moan that escaped her lips. This was different from when she was with Nick, and yet just as thrilling. Tucker's tongue was more agile, and he knew just how to use it to make her squirm.

He lapped at her eagerly, his own cock throbbing in anticipation. He could feel the heat coming off her body, smell the sweet scent of her arousal. He slid one finger into her, then two, pumping them in and out as his tongue danced around her clit. Judy's legs tightened around his head, her body begging for release.

"Tucker..." She mewled.

Her body was tightening around his fingers, her orgasm building. He knew she was close, her breath coming in pants as she clung to the bedsheets. He added a third, scissoring them inside her as he suckled her clit, his tongue swirling and flicking, pushing her closer to the edge.

"Tucker I..." Judy was fighting a wave of emotions, from the pleasure he was giving her to something that filled her heart, a four-letter word she didn't think she could share with anyone else that remained stuck on the tip of her tongue.

"It's okay," Tucker moaned against her pussy, "You can say it."

"I love you," Judy gasped out, her eyes wide with surprise at her own confession.

She loved Nick. She loved Tucker. It was a confusing and exciting prospect all at once, but as she lay there with the fox's tongue buried in her folds, she knew it was true. Love didn't have to be confined to one person. Love could be shared, expanded, and grown.

Tucker paused, his eyes softening, "I love you too, darlin'."

His words made Judy cum.

Her body tightened, and she bucked her hips against his face as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Tucker held on, lapping up her juices, savoring the taste of her release. When she finally stilled, panting heavily, he pulled back, just looking at her in her afterglow.

"Thank you," Judy whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

Tucker smiled warmly at her, his eyes shining with affection. He kissed her gently, the taste of her still on his lips, and she felt the bond between them deepen. Their hearts were pounding in sync, their breaths mingling as they shared this moment of intimate confession.

"Tucker?" Judy placed a paw on his cheek.

The Arctic fox looked at her, his eyes filled with affection, "Yeah, darlin'?"

"Will you make love to me?"

Her question hung in the air, filled with a vulnerability that made Tucker's chest tighten. He nodded, his own feelings a whirlwind of love and lust. He knew this wasn't just about the physical connection; it was about the trust, the love, and the new dynamic that had formed between them.

Gently, he positioned himself above her, his cock nudging at her entrance. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the moment, the way their fur melded together, the softness of her fur beneath his paws. He pushed into her slowly, feeling her tighten around him as he filled her. Judy's eyes never left his, and he knew that she was giving herself to him completely.

"Go slow," She whispered, "I want to feel it all."

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"Fuck me, Nick, fuck me!"

Back at Gazelle's suite, things were anything but slow.

Nick's hips pounded against Gazelle from behind as his cock filled her asshole, one hand gripping the base of her tail, the other delivering a harsh slap to her asscheek, leaving a red handprint that faded almost immediately under her thick fur. Gazelle's eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her legs shaking with the intensity of the sensations. Nick had never felt so powerful, so primal, as he claimed the pop star in such a taboo way. Her cries grew louder, echoing through the suite, and he knew she was close. He reached around her waist, his paw finding her clit, and started to rub it in time with his thrusts.

She was so unlike Judy, so wild and uninhibited. Nick's knot grew larger with every thrust, filling Gazelle up, making her moan and beg for more. "Cum for me, Gazelle," he growled into her ear, "Let me feel it. Show me how much of a whore you are for predator cock!"

Her walls clenched around him, her pussy gushing with arousal as she neared climax. Gazelle's body was a symphony of pleasure, each touch and slap from Nick sending her closer to the edge. "I'm... I'm cumming," she gasped, her voice strained.

Nick felt the first twitches of his knot as he increased his pace, her tight ass milking him for everything he had. The pressure was unbearable, his cock pulsing with every beat of his heart. He slammed into her one last time, his knot swelling to its full size, lodging him deep inside her. Gazelle's eyes went wide as she felt the thick bulb fill her up, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave as she squirted all over the bed sheets.

"Oh, fuck yes, Nick!" Gazelle screamed, her voice hoarse with passion as Nick's cock twitched and spurted inside her, filling her ass with his hot seed.

The force of his knot made her buck and writhe under him, her body responding to the primal instinct of being claimed by a predator. Nick groaned as he felt the warmth of her climax, her body pulsing around him. He leaned over her, kissing her neck, his teeth grazing the fur, leaving little love bites that she would feel in the morning.

He stayed lodged in her, his hips absentmindedly humping her backside as the last of his cum filled her bowels. Gazelle moaned and pushed back into him, her body still quivering with pleasure. "You're amazing," she murmured into the pillow.

Her ass was so tight, so fucking tight, that Nick felt like his cock was being crushed. He was stuck with her, his knot keeping them connected, but he didn't care. He loved it. He loved the way she felt around him, the way she took every inch of him without complaint, the way she begged for more. Gazelle was a goddess, her body a playground for his desires.

She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes glazed with passion, "Mark me," she whispered, "I want to be claimed."

"Small problem," Nick grunted, "We're tied."

Gazelle chuckled, her ass still clenching around his knot, "And it feels so good."

Nick's grin was feral, "Fuck, you're perfect."

They waited, locked together, basking in the afterglow of their shared climax. The air was thick with the scent of sex and satisfaction, the room echoing with their heavy breaths. Nick felt a warmth spread through him that was more than just the post-orgasmic haze. Gazelle's body was a warm cocoon around his cock, her ass pulsing with the last of her pleasure.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his cock slipped out of her ass along with a torrent of cum, leaving them both gasping for breath. Gazelle rolled over, her body sticky with sweat and semen, and looked up at Nick with a sated smile.

"Piss on me, Nicky," She reached down and grabbed one of her breasts, bringing it up to her mouth to lewdly lick a nipple, "Mark me as your property."

She slid off the bed and got on her knees, and with her towering height, she was still nearly as tall as Nick. He got off the bed, his knot still swollen and his cock glistening in his cum. Gazelle leaned in and took his length in her mouth, cleaning him off with a series of hungry licks. Nick's eyes rolled back as she took him in, his cock twitching at the attention.

"Fuck," He breathed, his hand on her head as she worked him, "You're insatiable."

"Just let go," She mumbled around his prick, "Piss for me."

Nick's eyes narrowed at the request, but he knew this was part of the fantasy, part of the thrill that Gazelle craved. He took a deep breath and allowed his bladder to release, the warm stream of urine filling her mouth. Gazelle's eyes closed in ecstasy, and from the corners of her lips, salty urine dribbled out and onto her breasts. He watched as she swallowed, her throat working in time with his stream, her moans of pleasure only serving to make him harder as she rubbed his piss over her body.

When he was done, Nick stepped back, his cock still half-erect, watching as Gazelle licked her lips and looked up at him with a mischievous smile. "Delicious," she grinned, "Is my fox thirsty as well?"

Nick couldn't help but chuckle, his arousal not quite waning despite the intense release. "Always," he said, stepping closer to her. Gazelle stood up, her body still trembling slightly, and wrapped her arms around him. She kissed him deeply, the taste of his piss still on her lips. Nick's paws roamed her body, feeling her curves and the wetness of her fur.

And then he slipped down to his knees.

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"Oh, God, Tucker..."

At Judy's, Tucker slowly slid his length into Judy's pussy, feeling her wetness and warmth envelop him. Her eyes never left his as he filled her up, their connection deeper than ever. He didn't thrust immediately, instead letting her get used to the feeling. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his back as she urged him deeper.

"Do you like how I feel?" She asked him as she bit her lip.

"Yes," Tucker groaned, his hips moving in slow, deliberate motions. "You're so tight."

Judy's eyes fluttered shut as she felt him stretching her open, the sensation both overwhelming and exhilarating. "You're so big," she mewled, her voice breathy as he buried himself up to his knot inside her.

"Judy," Tucker murmured her name, his eyes watching hers as he began to move with more purpose, his cock sliding in and out of her with a steady rhythm.

Her eyes snapped open, and she gasped as she felt the fullness of him inside her. "Yes, Tucker, like that," she encouraged, her voice a soft whine.

He took her hips in his paws, his movements becoming more urgent as he picked up the pace. The sound of her wetness and their moans filled the room, each thrust was a declaration of love and lust, a dance that they had only just begun to learn. Judy kissed him, just as she would Nick, her paws sliding down to grip his ass, pulling him into her. There was no shame in her actions, no doubt, only the raw need to be filled and loved by the fox above her.

Just as Nick loved her.

Tucker pressed his forehead against Judy's, his thrusts becoming more frantic, his breath hot on her cheeks. "I love you," he growled, his teeth gritted in pleasure.

"I love you too," she whispered back, her voice a mix of passion and emotion.

She could feel hot tears in her eyes, her heart swelling with love for both Nick and Tucker. The intensity of the moment was almost too much, but she didn't want it to end. Tucker's cock slammed into her, their bodies moving as one, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge of ecstasy.

"Tucker, I'm so close..." Judy's voice trailed off as she felt her orgasm building, "Cum with me, please."

Tucker's eyes darkened with lust, his thrusts becoming more powerful, his knot swelling at the base of his cock. "I'm almost there, darlin'."

Judy nodded, her body already tightening around him. She could feel her second orgasm building, her pussy spasming around his length. "Do it," she whispered, "Cum inside me, Tucker."

He knotted her.

The sensation was overwhelming, like a fist clenching around his cock, holding him captive. Judy's body tightened around him, her legs trembling as she took all of him. Tucker's eyes went wide as he felt the heat of his release fill her, his knot pulsing with every beat of his heart. And as he spilled himself into her womb, she came with him.

Her eyes squeezed shut and her body arched off the bed, her cunt clamping down on him as she screamed his name. The pleasure was like nothing he had ever felt before, a mix of love and lust that washed over him in waves. Tucker felt his own orgasm start to wane, but the knot kept him deep inside her, their connection unbroken.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. Tucker's knot slowly began to shrink, his cock still buried in her tight pussy. Judy's eyes remained closed, a serene smile playing on her lips. "Was that okay?" He whispered, his voice filled with concern.

Judy's eyes fluttered open, "More than okay," she replied, her voice quiet, as though if she spoke too loudly it would break the spell, "It was... perfect."

Tucker's knot finally released, and he slipped out of her with a wet pop, leaving a trail of cum that trickled onto her bedspread. They lay there, their hearts racing, the silence between them filled with the unspoken understanding that had grown over the course of the night. They were more than just friends; they were lovers, bound by their shared experiences and the love they had for each other and for Nick.

Judy reached over and pulled the covers over them, snuggling into Tucker's fur. His cock was limp, and she could feel his warmth against her leg, the stickiness of their combined climaxes making their fur stick together. They kissed, a tender expression of the love they had just shared. It was a kiss that said so much more than any words could ever convey.

"We're going to miss you when you're gone," She whispered.

Tucker's chest tightened at the thought of being apart from her and Nick, even for a short while. "We'll make it work," he promised, stroking her fur gently, "Gazelle has a three-month tour ahead but I promise I'll be back. We'll be back."

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly, feeling her warmth against his fur. They lay like that for a while, the quiet of the apartment a stark contrast to the passionate cries that had filled it just moments before.

"How do you think Nick is doing right now?" Judy mumbled against Tucker's chest.

Tucker chuckled, "Knowing Gazelle, he's probably tied up and begging," he teased, his voice filled with affection for his best friend.

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And while he wasn't tied up, Nick was at the mercy of Gazelle who towered over him, spreading her pussy with her fingers, "Open wide, Nicky," she grinned at the fox, "And enjoy your drink."

Nick leaned in, his tongue darting out to lick her clit, her juices mixing with the lingering taste of his urine on his lips. Gazelle's thighs quivered as she focused on the task of releasing her bladder on the fox.

What started as a light trickle turned into a full-on shower of urine that coated Nick's face and chest. Gazelle's stream was hot and forceful, and he couldn't help but moan at the sensation. He lapped at her clit, her juices mixing with the piss, making him thirstier for more. He closed his mouth around her cunt and slurped greedily, trying not to miss a drop of her salty release.

"Good boy," Gazelle cooed, stroking his fur, "That's it. Drink it all up."

Nick's tongue flicked over her clit, eager to taste her again. The sensation of her piss washing over him was strange, but the power dynamic was undeniably hot. He felt like a well-trained pet, and it only served to fuel his arousal. Gazelle's legs trembled, and she gushed into his mouth, her pussy spasming with pleasure. He swallowed greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop of her nectar.

When he finally pulled his face away, he was drenched in Gazelle's urine, marked as she was, as Tucker was earlier than night and Judy the night before. A primal taboo that had been forgotten by modern society, played out in secret between predator and prey, a display of power and submission. The smell of it filled the room, mixing with their sex scent, creating an intoxicating aroma that was uniquely theirs.

After her legs regained feeling, Gazelle found a towel for each of them, and they cleaned up their sticky bodies. Nick took a moment to appreciate her beauty as she dried off, her fur glowing in the dim light of the hotel room. He felt a warmth in his chest that was more than just post-coital bliss; it was a bond that had grown between them all.

"So," Nick wiped himself down, "You and Tucker are gone tomorrow?"

Gazelle nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes, "Yeah. The tour is just starting." She then looked directly at Nick, "I want you to know something. This isn't going to be a one-time thing with you, me, Tucker, and Judy. I am not about that life. And I was hoping that maybe..."

Nick's heart raced as he saw the vulnerability in Gazelle's gaze. He knew what she was getting at, and the idea of this wild, uninhibited sexual journey continuing thrilled him. "What are you hoping for?" He prompted, his voice softer than it had been all night.

Gazelle sat on the edge of the bed, toweling off her long legs, "When I am on tour, it will be just Tucker and I, no others doing, you know... this..." She gestured with a hand around the room, "We are faithful, Nicky."

Nick nodded, feeling a mix of relief and excitement. He knew this meant that their little quartet had formed something special, something that extended beyond the boundaries of a typical foursome. They had all found something in each other that was more than just sex.

"Up until Tucker came back," Nick chuckled, "It was only Judy and me. We're faithful too."

Gazelle's smile grew, "Good," her eyes locked on him as Nick walked toward the bed, "I don't want to lose this... connection."

He took her hand, "You won't." His voice was firm, filled with a conviction that surprised even himself, a tender moment despite the depravity they had just gone through.

"I don't want to lose any of you," she said, her voice soft.

Nick sat beside her, squeezing her hand, "You won't. We'll figure it out."

They lay in silence for a while, their bodies cooling down from the intense session. Gazelle leaned into him, her head on his shoulder, "Thank you," she whispered.

"For what?" Nick asked, his arm wrapping around her waist.

"For not treating me like a cheap fuck toy," Gazelle's voice was filled with sincerity, "For treating me like I'm someone special."

Nick kissed the side of her long neck, "You are special." He meant it.

"So are you, Nick Wilde," She smiled, "And Tucker, and Judy."

Nick nodded, "We all are."

"Now let's get some sleep," Gazelle yawned, "I may want to fuck again in the morning."

Chapter Text

EIGHT - Not Goodbye, So Long

Sunlight filtered through the penthouse suite windows as Nick woke, tangled in high thread count sheets and with a naked Gazelle still peacefully asleep beside him.

He gently extricated himself from her embrace, his body sore from the night's exertions, but his mind racing with thoughts of what the future held for their unconventional quartet. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of the suite, naked and uncaring as he looked out onto Zootopia, the city they all called home. The morning light cast a warm glow over the sprawling metropolis, and Nick couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over him.

It was time to start a new day.

The bathroom's marble floor was cold against his paws as he padded over to the sink, his reflection in the mirror showing a fox with a contented smile on his muzzle. He washed the remnants of Gazelle's juices and urine from his face, his mind drifting to the sweet taste of her. After a quick piss, he picked up his phone from the nightstand, the screen lighting up with notifications.

As he scrolled through, one message caught his eye—Judy's number flashing at him. His heart skipped a beat as he opened it.

"Hey, babe. I hope you had a fun night. I missed you. Tucker was a complete gentleman. Can't wait to see you later. Hope you and Gazelle enjoyed yourselves. XOXO."

Nick felt a warmth spread through his chest as he read the text. It was strange, feeling so loved by people who were not Judy, people he now shared himself and her with. He replied with a wink and a heart emoji, eager to see her later. As he put the phone down, Gazelle stirred awake, her eyes opening to look at him with a lazy smile.

"Good morning, Nicky," She muttered, running a hand through her tangled blond hair. "Sleep well?"

Nick couldn't help but grin at the sight of her, "Better than I have in a long time," he admitted, "How about you?"

Gazelle stretched languidly, her body still flushed from the night's activities. "Mm, it's been a while since I've had a good night's sleep," she said, "But I'm feeling rather... energized."

Nick couldn't help but laugh, "Yeah, I can imagine." He walked back over to the bed and sat down, watching her stretch out like a contented cat. Her muscular body was a testament to her exotic nature, and he felt a swell of pride knowing she had chosen him, chosen all of them, to be a part of her life in such an intimate way.

"Do you have any regrets, Nick?" Gazelle asked him as she spread out.

Nick took a moment to consider her question. The night had been a whirlwind of sensation and emotion, pushing boundaries that had previously only been talked about in hushed whispers and secret fantasies. "No," he said finally, "I don't. I feel like we've all found something we didn't know we were looking for."

Gazelle sat up, her breasts swaying gently as she leaned over to kiss him softly, "Me too," she whispered against his lips. "I saw you on your phone, what did Judy have to say?"

Nick handed her the phone so she could read the message herself. Gazelle's smile grew wider, "Awww, that's so sweet," she said, handing it back to him, "It seems like we all had a good night."

They decided to shower before meeting up with Tucker and Judy for breakfast. The water washed away the last traces of their wild night, but not the memories, which remained etched in their minds and bodies. Gazelle washed Nick's fur with gentle strokes, her eyes lingering on his cock, which was now just a hint of a bulge between his legs.

They ended up making love under the hot water.

Gazelle's soapy hands roamed Nick's body, her touch gentle yet firm as she washed away the pleasures that lingered from the night before. He returned the favor, his paws gliding over her soft, wet fur, tracing the lines of her muscles and the curves of her body. They kissed, the water running down their faces as they took their time to savor each other's taste. The steam filled the bathroom, creating an intimate atmosphere as the water cascaded over their entwined forms.

He fucked her against the shower wall, her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails digging into his back as he slammed into her with a fierce passion that seemed never to wane. The water beating down on them washed away the soap as their bodies slapped together in a symphony of need. Gazelle's moans filled the room, echoing off the tiles as he claimed her, marking her once again as his. Nick felt a primal urge to make her his, to leave his scent on her, to ensure that every predator and prey in the city knew she belonged to him and to their little group.

When they both finally came, the water washed away the evidence of their union, leaving them panting and grinning at each other. They stepped out of the shower, wrapping themselves in the plush hotel towels, and began to dress. Gazelle hummed a tune, her eyes sparkling with happiness, as she slipped into a summer dress and heels. Nick couldn't help but admire the way her body moved in the dress, her muscles flexing as she dressed.

Nick grabbed his phone and texted Judy: "Hey, Carrots, we're up and moving. Meet you at our favorite diner in an hour?"

Her response was almost instant: "Can't wait! Tuck and I are already dressed and ready to go. Fuck I miss you."

Nick felt a twinge of desire at her words, remembering the passionate night they had shared. He quickly texted back, "Miss you too, babe. See you soon." He couldn't believe the ease with which they had all slipped into this new dynamic. It was as if the universe had always intended for them to find each other in this way.

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Over at Judy's apartment, Tucker was already dressed in casual attire, his fur still slightly damp from a morning shower. He watched as Judy carefully applied her makeup, her delicate paws moving with precision. The scent of her perfume filled the room, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire for her again. He walked up behind her, placing a gentle paw on her shoulder, and she turned to face him with a warm smile.

"You smell good," she said, leaning into his touch.

Tucker's gaze softened, "And you look beautiful."

Judy blushed, "Thanks," she leaned in to kiss him, "I can't believe we did all that."

Tucker grinned, "Neither can I. But I don't regret it."

"Neither do I," Judy replied, her eyes shining with a mix of love and mischief. "A small town bunny growing up in a religious, traditional home to... well, this."

Tucker chuckled, "You've come a long way, darlin'." He wrapped his arms around her from behind as she continued to apply makeup, "I'm gonna miss you guys while I am on tour with Gazelle, ya know."

Judy turned to face him, her expression earnest, "We're going to miss you too, Tuck. But we'll be here when you get back. You and Nick don't need to wait years for a reunion again."

Their kiss was gentle and filled with promise, a silent pact that this was just the beginning of their exploration. As they pulled apart, Judy's phone chimed with a message from Nick.

"Looks like Nick and Gazelle are ready, you up for some breakfast, champ?" She asked Tucker.

"Always," Tucker replied, his stomach grumbling in agreement, "I could eat a horse."

"Well, you had your fill of bunny last night." Judy giggled as she slipped into a pair of jeans and a plaid shirt.

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They all met up at Charlie's Diner, and right away Judy ran toward Nick and jumped into his arms, planting kisses all over his face.

"Whoa, Carrots!" Nick chuckled, holding her tightly, "Missed you too."

"Sorry," She blushed under her fur, "It's just been a wild couple of days, ya know?"

Nick nodded, a knowing smile playing on his muzzle as he set her down. "Yeah, I know," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But it's not every day you get to have a foursome with your best friend and your favorite pop star."

Gazelle walked over to them, her movements graceful despite her size. She bent down to give Judy a tender kiss, her tongue slipping into the bunny's mouth to tangle with hers, a gentle reminder of the fiery passion they had shared just hours ago. "Good morning, darling," she murmured, her breath warm against Judy's cheek.

"Mmm, hey," Judy smiled against her mouth, "I trust Nick kept you entertained last night?"

Gazelle gave her a knowing wink, "You could say that."

Tucker walked up to Nick and the two hugged tightly, their bodies molding together as if they hadn't seen each other in years. The friendship between them was palpable, a bond that went beyond the physical.

"How you doing, man?" Tucker looked into Nick's eyes.

Nick grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners, "Couldn't be better," he said truthfully, feeling the warmth of Tucker's embrace, "And how about you?"

"I'm good," Tucker said, his voice a bit rough with emotion. "Judy was... incredible."

"She is, isn't she?" Nick said as he gazed over at his girlfriend, who was chatting with Gazelle, "Gotta tell you, though. Gazelle is a wild woman for a prey animal."

Tucker laughed, "Why do you think I started dating her?"

They all entered the diner and took a seat. Nick and Judy sat across from Gazelle and Tucker, both couples leaning against one another as they ordered breakfast.

The scent of pancakes and bacon filled the air, a stark contrast to the scent of sex and desire that still lingered between them. Yet, as they chatted over their meals, it was as if nothing had changed, their friendship as solid as ever. They talked about mundane things, the latest movie releases, the weather, and work, but the electricity between them was undeniable. Every now and then, their eyes would meet and the conversation would falter for a brief moment, a silent acknowledgment of the secrets they shared.

For a moment Nick wondered if he should feel jealous at all. He had let another man stay the night with Judy so willingly, yet the only thing he found was peace... acceptance. Judy caught him staring off in his thoughts and elbowed his side.

"What's going through your mind?" She asked him.

Nick took a bite of his pancakes before answering, "Just thinking about last night," he said, swallowing, "And how crazy it all is." He then looked up at Gazelle and Tucker, "We're all good, yeah? I mean, this is all crazy yet it feels so... natural."

Gazelle took a sip of her coffee, her eyes shimmering with amusement, "Well, when you put it that way, it's like we're all just a bunch of animals in heat."

"No, I get it," Tucker nodded, "It's weird, last night really opened something up inside me, despite the kinky shit we did, or maybe because of it. All I know is that, well, I love you guys."

Judy's eyes lit up at his words, and she reached across the table to squeeze his paw, "We love you too, Tuck."

"Yeah, we do," Nick said as he reached and placed his paw over Judy's on Tucker's hand.

"Me too," Gazelle whispered as her hand joined the pile, creating a web of connected paws.

The diner's bustle faded into the background as they shared a moment of profound connection. The realization that they had stumbled upon something special washed over them all, a bond that transcended the typical confines of friendship and romance. It was a bond forged in passion and sealed in honesty, one that had grown stronger through their shared experiences.

"So what happens now?" Judy asked.

"Now?" Gazelle sighed, "Well, tonight Tucker and I head out on the next leg of my tour. But I told Nick something last night, a promise I will make to you as well, Judy."

Judy leaned in, her curiosity piqued, "And what's that?"

"While we're away, there won't be anyone else. I want you to trust us." Gazelle replied, leaning over to stroke her thumb across Judy's cheek, "This is new for all of us, and I will be honest and say I wasn't expecting this... this feeling. I thought it would be one night, but now here we all are."

"Gazelle..." Judy pressed her face into her hand, fighting back tears, "You really mean it?"

Gazelle nodded, her gaze steady, "I do. We're not going to be out there playing the field. It's just going to be us."

"Damn right," Tucker nodded as he pushed a toothpick from one side of his mouth to another, "We're in this together."

Judy looked overwhelmed with emotion, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, "Thank you... thank you both."

Nick felt a pang of something in his chest that he couldn't quite identify. He had never been in a situation like this before, where the lines between friendship, love, and lust were so blurred. Yet, it felt right. "We're going to make this work," he said firmly, his gaze flicking between Gazelle and Tucker.

Gazelle leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Nick's cheek, "We will," she assured him, her voice filled with a newfound warmth that sent shivers down his spine.

With breakfast finished, Gazelle paid for their meals, and they all stepped outside. The four of them stood on the sidewalk, the city coming to life around them. They chatted for a few moments, but the inevitable quickly snuck up on them.

It was time to part ways.

"Well, brotha," Tucker leaned against Nick, "See you in three months?"

Nick nodded, trying to ignore the ache in his chest, "Three months," he echoed, feeling like it was an eternity away.

Judy looked up at him, her eyes misty, "You better text every day."

"You know I will," Tucker promised, leaning down to kiss the top of her head, "And make sure Nick stays out of trouble, will ya, darlin'?"

Judy snorted, "Like he ever listens to me," she playfully jabbed at Nick's side.

Gazelle laughed, "You're one to talk, Tucker," she said before scooping Judy up in her arms, "And you little bunny. When we get back? I get you all to myself for at least one night."

Judy blushed, "Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

More hugs, kisses, and tears came forth from all of them, a mix of joy and sorrow, excitement and fear of the unknown. Gazelle's arms were tight around Tucker, her nose buried in his fur as she whispered sweet nothings in his ear. Nick and Judy stood aside, holding each other tightly, their eyes filled with love and a hint of sadness as they watched their friends prepare to leave. The bond between them had grown stronger overnight, and saying goodbye was going to be harder than any of them had anticipated.

Gazelle was the first to part ways, heading to her limo after kissing Nick and Judy one more time. Judy would be next, her whole body shaking as she clung to Tucker, "Thank you for this, for all of this."

"It's nothing, babe," Tucker whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "We'll make it work. Just remember, we're all in this together."

They shared one more kiss before Judy turned to Nick, wiping tears from her eyes, "I'll see you at the car."

And then she left Nick and Tucker.

"So," Nick took in a deep breath, looking into Tucker's eyes, "This is it, huh?"

Tucker nodded, "Looks like it," his voice tight, "But remember, this isn't goodbye. Just see you later."

"I love you, Tucker." Nick tried to hold onto his emotions, fought back tears, but when Tucker stepped over and hugged him, it all came out.

"I love you too, Nicky," Tucker whispered, "Always have."

They kissed, a kiss that held the weight of a thousand unspoken words, a kiss that contained every memory and every promise. It was a kiss that held onto the present while simultaneously reaching into the future. When they parted, their eyes were wet with tears, and their fur was matted from the emotion of their embrace.

Finally, Tucker made his way to Gazelle's limo.

Nick watched as his best friend and the exotic woman drove away together, feeling a complex tapestry of emotions weaving through him. He was happy for Tucker, thrilled to have shared something so special with Gazelle, and excited to explore new facets of his relationship with Judy. Yet, there was an undeniable sadness that came with the realization that their little quartet was temporarily breaking apart.

Somberly, he made his way back to his own car where Judy sat in the passenger's seat, crying into her hands.

"Hey," he opened the door gently, "You okay?"

Judy looked up, her eyes red and wet, "I don't know," she whispered, "I just... I never thought we'd be here."

Nick slid into the driver's seat, reaching over to wrap his arm around her, "You're okay, we're okay," he said soothingly, "This is just the start of something incredible."

Judy leaned into him, her shoulders shaking, "I know, I just wish we had more time right now and didn't have to wait. I love you so much, Nick."

"I love you too, Carrots," Nick whispered, kissing her forehead, "And we're going to have plenty of time to make new memories once they're back from tour." He started the engine, the purr of the car mingling with the sound of their intertwined hearts. "For now, let's go home and go to bed."

And with that, they drove off, leaving behind memories of the night that had changed their lives forever, and while sadness overwhelmed them, the excitement of what lay ahead was enough to make each of them smile.

Three months was nothing compared to a lifetime.