cherry darlin

Gentlemammal pt 1 (suggestive but sfw)

“Hopps, Wilde you’re going undercover in the rainforest district. Report to my office for a rundown once we are done here.” Bogo tilted his glasses, waiting eagerly for Nicks usual remarks, only to find Judy desperately trying to smack him into action as he lay his muzzle on the table, Snarlbucks in hand, evidently not even awake enough to compute that he had been spoken to.

“Remind me again why I hired him, Hopps?”

Judy’s ears flew up and burned red in embarrassment as she gave up shaking him and opted instead to pinch her partner’s thigh. Hard. Much to Bogo’s hidden delight, Nick shot upright and let out a high pitched yelp before scrambling into action

“Undercover, Rainforest district, report to your office, got it sir!”

“Drink that coffee fast, Slick, you have to wake up” Judy rolled her eyes as he stumbled to catch up with her on their way out of the bullpen “and why are you so tired anyway? You were supposed to be having an early night last night!” He downed the last of his cup and expertly threw it over the balcony and into the bin in the lobby, trademark smug grin finally gracing his face “You should know me by now, Carrots, I party hard. Whisky, cocaine, hookers - the usual.”

“Did you forget about the report you were supposed to hand in today?”

“Entirely.”

Violet eyes rolled as she shook with laughter “Slick, who gave you the impression you’d be good at police work?”

She tried to keep a straight face as clawed digits flew to his chest and his muzzle gaped in mock offence. Instead, she ended up snorting, loudly.

“I’ll have you know I was valedictorian of my class, and I’ll think you’ll find it was your idea Fluff - you don’t get to pass that blame off. You did this.” He grinned, prodding her face.

“I wonder what we’ll be undercover as?” She pondered, this was their first time doing undercover work and she prayed it didn’t involve any of those awful sheep costumes.

“No idea, we’re a pretty odd choice as a duo to do undercover work - not many cute little bunnies like you are exactly friendly with foxes.”

“Stop calling me-”

“I know, I know. ‘Ferocious little bunnies like you’ any better?”

“Much.”

Nick rapped on Bogos door before they were grunted an invitation inside. Kneeling to offer Judy a paw up onto the oversized chair he tried to ignore the temptation to stare at her tail, his mother had raised a gentle-mammal after all.

Nope, not going there. You are not ogling your best friends ass. Even if it’s really, really nice.

“Hopps, Wilde. We have 4 missing girls, all of them apparently worked in ‘Club Noir’ in the rainforest district. This is a gentleman’s club, so Wilde you are now assigned as a new member, you’ll get your ID and any other information needed in the file - do you own a suit and tie? Or do you need one from the Special Investigations Unit?” Bogo mentally sized Nick up, hoping that they would own one small enough.

“I have one sir, not a problem.” Nick nodded as Judy tried not to laugh.

“Good to hear you have clothes outside your Pawiian shirt collection, partner” she smirked.

“Hey, don’t diss the shirts.Those are-”

“Shut it, Wilde. Moving on. Hopps, I hear from Clawhauser that you can sing?”

“I, uh…” Judy stuttered, nervous as to why that was of any importance to the case and desperately not wanting to even look at Nicks reaction to this revelation. “Yes, I’m okay at singing sir but why is this relevant?”

Nick’s eyes widened in amusement and surprise, “You sing?” he grinned, raising an eyebrow.

“Perfect, you’ll be a new girl for the night then. Clawhouser can accompany you to get a costume. Your ID is in the file.” Bogo slid the file towards them “Any questions should be answered in the file, now go get ready - the club opens at 12 am. Reports on my desk Tuesday.”

Judy grabbed the file reluctantly, knowing there was no use in arguing now the chief had made up his mind. The pair hopped down from the chair and made their way towards their office - a small room that had previously been used by a larger mammal but suited them perfectly they preferred using the same desk and although they had been given two smaller, separate chairs, opted to continue using one larger one. While neither admitted it, they both enjoyed the closeness.  

“Let’s see then…” Nick took the half of the file and the documents Judy placed on his side of the desk before wandering over to the coffee machine with them “So for one night only I am eligible bachelor ‘Jack Savage’ yeesh that’s one hell of a name… I’m from Tundra town, I gamble professionally and I have a- wow. Very funny.”

“What is it?” Judy looked up from her own papers, confusion clear on her face.

“I bet you any money Wolford wrote this damn thing” he glared at the paper “decided to add ‘has a well-known fetish for does’ har-har. Asshole.”

Judy’s whole body crumpled as she struggled to breathe through her laughter. Suddenly she was being dangled in the air by the back of her top.

“Yeah, yeah. Hilarious.” He poked her with a claw on the nose “How does one find something so adorable sexy? C’mon! You guys are like little stuffed animals!”

Judy smirked playfully and looked at him through half-lidded eyes “Oh we’re plenty good at being sexy when we want to be, how’d you think we multiply so fast?”

“Yeah, I’ll believe it when I see it” he barked with laughter and set her back down on the chair. “What’s your name for the night then, Carrots?”

“Cynthia Snow apparently”

Nick took one last look in the mirror and adjusted his emerald tie before heading out the door of his apartment, it wasn’t a long walk to the club from his home so he arrived at the doors in 15 minutes. The Door was hidden down an alleyway and guarded by two smartly dressed Panthers who, after seeing his platinum membership card, quickly nodded him in.

It abruptly dawned on Nick exactly what kind of club he had just walked into when a young vixen wearing nothing but a sequined underwear set greeted him and took him to his ‘reserved’ seat.

“Any special kinda girl for the handsome tod?” she winked, pushing him gently down into the armchair. That’s when it dawned on him that he had no idea where Judy was and Bogo had asked if she could…he asked if she could sing. Surely they wouldn’t put a bunny undercover as a -

“Don’t ask stupid questions Cherry, this is our newest member if I’m correct - Jack Savage, yes?” a voice boomed from behind them, Nick turned to see a rather imposing old Jaguar smiling down at him, Cigar hanging from his teeth. He quickly smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“That’d be me, and I presume you’re the owner of this rather delightful place?” He gestured around him, not that he could make much of his surroundings out from beneath the stage smoke.

“That I am, Stephan Blackpaw.” he reached out a large paw and Nick felt himself crushed by his handshake. “Our boy here has an enjoyment of does If I’m correct?”

“I like them small, what can I say?” Nick leered, cursing Wolford with every swear he could think of.

I have never felt this creepy in my life.

Not even the time you zoogled Fox on Rabbit -

Yeah, that’s plenty.

“The new girl for our guest, sir?” Cherry stuttered, trying not to buckle under the stern stare of her boss. The panther pulled a small photo from his jacket pocket and lay it down on the table for Nick to inspect.

“This doll do for you, eh Savage?” Nicks’ stomach sank to see the headshot of Judy, but realising this was exactly what Wolford had put the bunny fetish comment in for - to keep Judy in his sight - made him feel a little better.

“Aint she a sight for sore eyes” Nick laughed, loosening his tie a little “What’s her name?”

“Oh she’s Snow, it’s her first night - if you decide you really like this one we can make some…arrangements, after her show” The old Jaguar smiled, stubbing out his cigar and lighting another “Cherry, go get the girl.”

“Yes sir, right away sir.” Cherry rushed through the door backstage.

Cherry tied the last of the new girl’s corset and smiled, turning her chair so the bunny was facing her “So, he’s a red fox like me - but that doesn’t seem much of an issue for ya, you’re rather a brave little bunny round me. Rules are simple, you can touch him but he shouldn’t touch you unless you ask for it - if he does, shout for Louis. That’s the bouncer he’ll help you out if anyone gets too frisky with ya. If you fall, get up and keep going. If you hit a bum note, giggle and wink then keep going. If anyone spills a drink on ya, buck up and keep going.”

Judy giggled at the Fox as she rattled all this off at the speed of sound, fussing over Judys outfit. Not that there was much to her outfit, and Nick was going to see her and she was in no way whatsoever prepared for this but by God, she wasn’t going to mess this up. Two reasons; one, she wasn’t risking a whole investigation because she was so embarrassed she felt like puking and two she was 100% not going to let Nick think he was right that bunnies couldn’t be sexy.

I can be sexy. I can do this.

Nothing at all to do with trying to impress Nick.

“I got it Cherry, amma big girl darlin’ don’ you worry. Plus, who’d be scared of a pretty little thing like you anyhow?” She winked, praying her fake confidence would inspire some real confidence before she went and did a damn burlesque show. Ready for killing Clawhauser for getting her into this mess, she stood, did a twirl for Cherry and took a deep breath.

“Break a leg!” Cherry waved after Judy who missed the Vixens face falling as she walked through the door. “Just don’t do too well…I like you.”

Nick’s heart raced, his cute little bunny partner was not cut out for being a dancer in this kind of place - much as he wasn’t remotely ready to admit to himself that the thought of Judy dancing for him actually had him a little excited.

That’s when the curtains of the small stage in front of him opened slowly to reveal Judy with her back to him, her tail twitching slowly in time with her hips as she swung them.

Who do you think you’re even kidding, “a little excited”?

Shut up!

Judy turned and smiled with half-lidded eyes at her partner below, stroking one paw up the microphone stand.

OHGODOHGODOHGOD I’m actually doing this.

Okay, you can’t stay scared long when the look on his face is so darn funny. Focus on the dumbass look he’s giving you. Ignore how good he looks in a suit entirely.

You’re supposed to be singing.

Oh shit!

“Your cruel device, your blood like ice. One look could kill, my pain, your thrill.” She swayed, dragging small claws into her thighs and up over the deep green corset she wore. Her voice rang through Nick’s ears as though she was an inch away and he shivered, remembering to lean back and try and act like this wasn’t a completely alien experience to him.

“I wanna love you, but I better not touch. I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop” The stockings climbing up Judy’s legs were suddenly very distracting. “I wanna kiss you but I want it too much, I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison”

I am a gentlemammal.

Such a gentlemammal you’re trying not to pant at the thought of her touching you right now?

… I’m just too warm.

Sure.

 

Judy resisted the urge to grin and opted instead for sliding her small frame down the mic stand, holding it between her thighs. “You’re poison runnin’ through my veins, I don’t wanna break these chains”

He’s panting.

He’s probably just acting, bunny fetish remember?

He’s not that good an actor, is he? I mean nobody’s even watching him right now for him to be faking it for.

“Your mouth, so hot”

Is she…?

She’s licking the pole.

That’s not fair.

“Your web, I’m caught. Your skin, so wet. Black lace on sweat” Bringing herself back to her paws she spun away from him, arching her back and bending slightly to shake her rear.

This is far more fun than I expected it to be.

Smiling down at Nick she ran her paws up her arms “I hear you callin’ and it’s needles and pins, I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name” Nicks claws dug into his legs as he desperately tried to will himself into calming down and failed dramatically. “Don’t wanna touch you, but you’re under my skin. I wanna kiss you, but your lips are venomous poison”

Don’t think about her screaming -

Too late.

Shit.

“You’re poison runnin through my veins, you’re poison, I don’t wanna break these chains, you’re poison”

Think about anything else. Have a fag. Don’t even look at her.

But she’s…

Ignore her paws running over her thighs. Ignore that look she’s giving you.

“One look could kill. My pain, your thrill”

Ignore the urge to bite her. She’s your friend, she’s acting. This is an act remember? You’re not really supposed to have a bunny fetish.

“I wanna love you, but I better not touch, I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop. I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much.” Nick lit a cigarette and tried to adjust his position subtly. “I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison”

Do I mess with him?

When do you ever decide against messing with him?

Good point.

“Yeah, well I don’t wanna break these chains. Poison.”

She dropped slowly from the stage and her violet eyes met his own, that was the moment he realised he was completely and utterly doomed. She walked straight to him, hips swaying sensually to the music and his heart suddenly felt as though it was trying to rip a hole in his chest. She reached him and he prayed she wouldn’t notice the kind of arousal he couldn’t manage to have faked.

Stupid bloody-please go down, please go down, please go-

suddenly she was breathing in his ear and slipping something between his teeth.

“Wouldja hold this for me, mister?” her paw stroked across his muzzle and down his neck “Jus’ bite it real hard” before the look of confusion had managed to settle on his face it suddenly dawned on Nick exactly what he was now holding in his mouth as she walked slowly away from him, her corset slowly loosening as she giggled and lifted her arms.

Oh.

“Runnin’ deep inside my veins, burnin’ deep inside my veins”  Judy turned to point at him as he sat, still transfixed by her small form, now only covered by her stockings and the rather skimpy black lace bra and panty set Clawhauser had insisted would suit her. “Poison… I don’t want to break these chains” blowing a kiss, she laughed and curtseyed before returning backstage.

You are so screwed.

“Haha! So did you enjoy your show, Mr Savage?” the Jaguar reappeared from nowhere, slamming a paw into Nicks’ shoulder and practically knocked the cigarette from his muzzle.

“Yes, wow she was… something else” He took a draw, not really wanting to maintain eye contact with the larger mammal who gave him such a strong dose of the creeps. “You said something about arrangements? You can have her be my girl any time I’m here?”

“Well, I can do one better if you really liked her so much” white fangs flashed from behind a greasy smirk “At a cost of course. Come, come we shall discuss it in my office friend!”

One better? I’m fairly certain I don’t like where this is going… might get an answer about the missing girls though.

“Of course, lead the way.” Letting himself be lead through the smoke into a gigantic back office had Nicks fur on end, memories of bad run-ins flooding his mind, but the grin stayed on his face. He had to be excited about this offer, no matter how sick it made him he had to take it. Once they were settled in two large armchairs the Jaguar turned to him and grinned.

“We provide an extra little service for our patrons if they have such…particular interests as yourself. If you would like to keep this girl, you may buy her from us on a more permanent basis.”

“Keep her?” Nicks eyebrow raised, claw pressing down on the record button of the matching carrot pen Judy had insisted on buying for him. “As in, have her only dance when I am here?”

“Oh no no no” the Jaguar laughed loudly “Dear friend, you may keep her as your own… pet shall we say. You may take her with you, do as you will with her after that.”

Oh, Christ, they’re selling girls off as sex slaves? He wants to sell me Judy as a…

Pretend you want her already don’t have time to feel sick!

“How much?”

“For you, since it’s your first time here, I’ll give you her for ten thousand” Pulling out his wallet, filled with fake ID and thankfully the credit card ZPD provides undercover cops with in case of emergencies, Nick smiled.

“Well, who could say no to an ass like that?”

“Indeed! She is a good girl, isn’t she? I am sure she will behave well for you”

You’re going to have to treat her like a pet until you get out of here, you do realise.

And?

And you’re seriously lucky this guy gave you the creeps so much that boner went down, but it’s probably going to come back the moment she steps foot anywhere near you.

Real professional, Wilde.  

Grabbing the phone from its hanger, Stephan called down to Cherry. “Bring up the girl…yes, Snow. Make sure her collar is on tighter than the last one and tell her that if she doesn’t play nice Mr Savage here I’m sure can use her in other ways that aren’t so enjoyable…yes, leanedyes, hurry up.”

“So how do I make sure this doesn’t come back to me?”leant onto the desk, tapping his credit card nervously.

“Oh, we put it down as a very old bottle of wine - we have a store of very old vintages that cost a pretty penny”

So Judy’s worth the same as a bottle of wine to this guy?

“I’m so sorry Snow, I’m so, so sorry…” Cherry tried not to cry as she fastened the collar around Judy’s neck “but they’ll hurt you real bad if you don’t go, please don’t fight ‘em”

“‘S okay Cherry, don’t cry - iI'ma big girl remember? I’ll be okay” tears threatened to spill down Judy’s face as she realised exactly what had happened to those girls.

I hope Nick has some darn good proof to show for this.

He’s a good cop, he’ll do just fine. Worry about yourself first, you’re getting led by the neck into a slave trade deal where you’re the slave.

The guys in the office are never gonna quit making jokes about me being Nick’s pet bunny after this. Crap.

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SO! that’s the end of the first half of my fanfic for @mama-sally I hope you guys enjoy it even if it is a little longer than i intended haha. second half will be out soon :) (warning, it gets pretty nsfw in the second half) 

@cloudyloudy I hope you like it too! :)