Nick took in the smells of the food as it cooked, from the lemon and cayenne pepper of the salmon roasting in the oven, to Judy's veggies steaming in the pressure cooker. Though the smell of boiling cabbage, even when you have seasonings in it to make a soup, isn't the most appealing scent in the world, to Nick Wilde it was a smell he'd learn to love. It was the smell of his beloved, the smell made him think of Judy, though whenever he was with her, it would soon be replaced by the real thing. Of fresh spring grass; of lemon and peach body spray and the special laundry soap she used for the clothes she wore to get "intimate" with him. The expensive stuff that smells of lavender and fresh linens, the lines they make sweet, passionate love on.

"Hey Carrots did you drown in there?" He calls jokingly as he pours the soup into a fine china bowl, then her mixed steamed greens with butter, and finally a dandelion and seaweed salad. Before taking his salmon steak from the oven and laying it on a China Plate and adding an ear of corn and a baked potato to it. True Nick was a fox, but contrary to popular belief, foxes do enjoy their starchy plants, like potatoes and corn, as well as hard fruits like apples and pears.

"I'm coming out now hunny." Judy called from the bathroom with a cute and sultry giggle.

"Hunny? What's with the pet name's all the…" He paused as the bathroom door opened and she looked at him with half lidded eyes, her face done up perfectly and seductively. She wore a skimpy black thong that just barely concealed her bunny privates; it complimented and rode up her Shapley and curvy backside sexily. With a pink baby tee that had cute written in glitter bedazzles on the front. The effect made her look cute and sexy at the same time, and despite what she said to Clawhauser her first day, a bunny's mate could call them cute too, even if they weren't a bunny. "Sudden…" He finished as she hit play on the stereo, it wasn't Gazelle. It was Rat King Mole. A smooth crooner from the way back when and his hit song…"Memorable," "What are you?" He began, but she only strutted over to him to the tunes.

Memorable, that's what you are.

Memorable, even when you're near or far.

Like a song of sweet romance, that clings to me.

The thought of you does things to me.

Nevermore, has one been more memorable.

That's why darling it's incredible, that you're so memorable.

And think that I'm, so memorable too.

The song looped like that as she slid into her chair and twirled some of her salad onto her fork and slid it into her mouth, moaning softly around the mouthful and slurped it with a seductive purr in her throat. "Nick, I have a confession to make." She said lowering her ears, as he took a bite of his salmon steak. He tilted his head up to look at her an 'Hmmed?' Quizzically.

"What's up Carrots?" He said when he could talk again.

"You know the new aphrodisiacs that have been synthesized from…howler?" She asked her paw reaching for the purse she left on the empty chair only for Nick to lift his paw holding two Tic Tac boxes containing blue and red pills respectively. He gave the boxes a little shake in his paw.

"You mean these?" He says, his voice isn't disappointed or anything, more interested that she brought this kinda thing home.

"Yes Nick, please, I know we went through hell and high water when it came to that stupid plant but…really the stuff's no different that Viagra or Fiera? Just with a little kick in that the howler extract…it gives a boost to a more, primal desire, older than and maybe even more powerful than the desire to hunt is the desire to mate. Thought we could…try it?" She says a blush noticeable under her silky satin fur, Nick was already the moral ambiguous type given his history, but even he had drawn lines at what he could and couldn't do.

"Stuff's illegal Carrots," he said shaking his head.

"Only because the FDA hasn't approved it, but there are legit companies already trying to push it for use for sexual dysfunction."

"Dysfunction? Has the sex grown dull so soon you had to hit the sex shops for this?" He asks shaking the tic tac box and lowering his ears at her.

"No! Nick I didn't mean it like THAT! I only meant that…the stuff really doesn't have any negative effects…unless they use too much howler extract of course." She added quickly as if trying to justify it.

"What if this is such a batch? I could…go feral on you, I could hurt you Carrot…Judy…I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did that." He said with a sincerity in his voice she hadn't heard in quite some time, Rat King Cole repeated himself with a 'So memorable too," For the fifteenth time so far. Another singer came on this time, Al Vole-ey.

"Midnight, the stars shine so bright! Midnight, oh baby hold me tight!"

The line wouldn't be out of place in a modern day Gazelle song in some strange way.

"I checked…Cat who sold it said the stuff came from a company asking to test the product for approval, Nick, I'm a good girl, and I'd never do anything like…well…I just, it's been a fantasy of, mine Nick, to be your prey to the wild and untamed predator that fucks me again and again, makes me his own, while I'm all helpless and…." He reached out to her lips and softly shushed her. Then his paw began to pet and stroke her soft grey fur lovingly. He knew to be gentle on her sensitive ears.

"If it's what you want…we can try it tonight, but no more of this stuff until it's approved by the fed okay carrots? This is just the kind of technicality that could end up costing us our badges if we're busted with it." Nick said as they continued to eat in near silence. Nick speared more of the greasy salmon on his fork as Judy munched on a bit of carrot or sipped at her soup. The bottle of little pills sitting on the table between them ever so tempting, but no point in rushing to the prize, they both waited patiently for the real fun to start. "I'll be in the bedroom…waiting." Judy said with a lustful purr in her throat as she shook her hips side to side for him as she sauntered back into the bed room.

Nick couldn't have thrown the dishes into the washer faster. He could feel his fox hood throbbing behind his black pants, his mouth watering at the thought of all the naughty predator and prey games his beloved mate had in mind tonight.