Nick collapsed on the bed, nearly crushing Judy underneath him. He could hardly breath after that last half hour, and he knew she wasn't nearly satisfied for the day. It'd been two weeks since she was first infected, and he was only grateful that their daily sessions were no longer three hours straight.

He applauded himself for his endurance, noting that he was seeing the outline of muscles where he hadn't seen before and his overall energy was a lot better.

Still, the slow tapering took a toll on him. Judy had received a dose of the initial antidote five days ago, and while her need for sex lessened, she was still only lucid for a few hours at a time.

Whatever, he thought as he pushed himself up and gulped a deep breath of air. As long as Judy's condition was improving, he didn't care if his dick fell off by the end of this.

Okay, maybe he did care. But figuratively, he was fine with losing all the dicks.

"Come here," Judy whispered, pulling him back down. He didn't have the strength to refuse as she rolled him over and feathered kisses along his chest. "There, now get some sleep."

A slow grin formed on his face and he stroked her long ears. After she had told him how much she loved him petting her ears, he couldn't stop. "I can still go for another hour. Nick Jr. just needs a second to recover."

She tucked them in, piling his heavy blankets up around them. "No, you need to sleep."

"Thanks, sweetheart, but you need the sex more," he said with a quick kiss on her forehead. "I don't want to lose you again."

The other night, he had come home late and found Judy laying in bed, panting frantically. Her pupils had been dilated till he could no longer see the beautiful violet in her eyes. He couldn't get to her and he feared she had gone savage once again.

That was a day after her antidote injection, and the doctors reminded him to stay vigilant with their routine.

Judy pouted up at him. "It won't happen again," she said, "My urges aren't as bad and they disappear faster now."

He sighed and closed his eyes just for a second. "I think we should continue to...stay on top of things."

"But today," she started, tracing little designs on his chest, "Today the urge was barely there. I don't know how to describe it but it didn't feel like it was eating me from the inside out."

A light chuckle rumbled from his chest. "So when I came home and pressed you up against the wall today, it wasn't just the savage part of you that thoroughly enjoyed it?" he teased.

"You knew how much I enjoyed it."

He did. She almost came right when he entered her, but he thought that was because of the Night Howler. "And you managed to come eight times in the last twenty minutes because...?"

She put a hand to his cheek and he opened his eyes to find her staring determinedly back at him. "Because we're a good team. Because I like having sex with you." She licked her lips. "If it means I have to orgasm twenty thousand times before you reach yours, then all the better, right?"

Boy, oh boy, he scored the perfect girl.

Judy laid her head against his shoulder again, cuddling close. "I had sex with you today because I wanted to, Nick, and I want you to want it, too. But you look exhausted and we both know you need a break."

He pulled her closer, wanting every inch of her against him. "How do you still have so much energy, then?"

"'Cause I'm a rabbit."

"But you weren't always like this."

"Wasn't I?" She laughed and the sound was like a lullaby. He was having trouble staying awake as she spoke. "Remember those three or four days we spent together on the mission?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm kind of glad it ended that night because I don't know how much longer I would have lasted."

"What...what do you mean?" Damn, his words were slurring together.

"What I mean is," she continued as her hand wound around his torso, "I couldn't relieve myself. It was so bad that my dreams about you became so real, I feared going to sleep."

His ears were getting hot and, for fuck's sake, he couldn't go to sleep now. Just a few more minutes. "You dream about me?"

"Mhmm." Her fingertips were stroking his side, so lightly that he barely felt it. "I dreamt about you...making love to me, and I was scared I would act it out in my sleep. The worst part was, I would wake up and find my underwear very...wet."

So what he smelled that day after he had woken her up... It was her arousal.

He cursed under his breath. His cock was stirring again but the rest of his body wouldn't move. He couldn't think of a response, his mind was so preoccupied by the thought of Judy's underwear, soaking wet as she carried out the mission.

Her hand landed on his cock and his breath caught in his throat. "Nick, are you still awake?"

"No," he rasped.

Her voice was sly as a fox. "Would you like to hear about my dreams?" she asked innocently as her deft fingers stroked up and down.

"As a bedtime story?" He gave a half-hearted groan. "Just don't... Don't stop touching me," he begged.

She giggled, her thumb drawing swirls along his tip, making him hard as a staff. How could his brain shut off but his dick keep going? "Whatever you say, Officer Wilde." She dragged a finger along his length. "It all starts with you in your uniform and me bent over your car..."

He opened his eyes just a bit, tempted to watch whatever she was doing. He found her watching him right back.

"You tell me that I've been a bad cop, that I've been slacking off on the job." Her mouth tipped in a devilish smirk. "Do you know why?"

"Why?" he croaked.

"Because," she murmured, wrapping her grip tightly around his girth, "I spent my entire shift sitting beside you in your car, hot and bothered. Bothered by the fact that my underwear was soaked. Bothered by the fact that you wouldn't fuck me on the job. Bothered that nothing would be able to satisfy me, except you."

She stroked, her hand pumping up and down until his eyes began to roll back.

Her voice was closer this time, pressed against his ear in a whisper. "And finally, after we had clocked in at the station, after hours of waiting and waiting, you led me out to the dark parking lot and took me right under the light of a lamp post."

One fist squeezed her ass until she gasped and the other ripped at the sheets. He had to keep a hold of himself—he couldn't come yet, not when she still hadn't reached the climax of her story.

"The cameras could see us and we both knew it. But it's nice to put on a show for others once in a while, isn't it? I think that's why you had me bend over the hood of your car, so they could get a perfect view of my ass as you pulled down my panties."

His breath caught as he felt her swing a leg over. Oh please, please, he needed to get inside her right now.

"You had meant to tease me, you know," she said with a light giggle. "But then you smelled my juices, kinda like now."

She rubbed her wet folds back and forth against him, giving the perfect amount of slip.

"And I think it was you that went savage."

He let out a long, shaky breath as a snarl emitted from deep within him.

"Before I knew it, you had your mouth on me, your jaw wide open, and your tongue taking what it wanted. It went deep, deep inside and didn't even give a shit when I came the first time." She gave him a peck as she guided him to her entrance. "So like you to do that."

"Good to know," he ground out, "that I stay in character even in your dreams." He couldn't believe he was capable of speech at the moment as his sensitive, swollen dick was entering her once again.

Another peck, against his nose this time. "You know I wouldn't want you any other way." He heard her stifled whimper as he slid himself all the way home, deep inside her. "Your tongue kept going in and out, fucking me without even trying."

He could hear it in her voice, the raspiness giving away her might to stay composed. She wasn't as far away from climax as he thought.

He rocked her along his cock, rubbing his thumb where she needed the pressure until she mewled with need. She licked her lips, pressing a hand against his chest, and he wondered if her little story was going to be cut short.

"And I-I wouldn't even realize when you began sucking on my clit, using your teeth to torture the precious little thing." She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to fight the inevitable. "Until my toes would curl and my brain turned to mush."

"God, fuck!" He shouted out of nowhere as he tossed his head back. His muscles tensed as they prepared for his release and he gripped onto her hips, imagining the use of his razor-sharp teeth against her most sensitive spot. It was a fantasy of his, one that he never broached because he wouldn't know how she would react.

Now he knew. He would have to be careful, restrain her if he had to, just so he wouldn't hurt her.

But he'd do it right.

She gasped loudly as her walls began clenching down on him. "And then I would start screaming your name as if it... As if it were the only word I knew," she bit her lip, trying to hold in her cries. "And thank the stars you didn't stop," she let out in a hurried breath.

His thumb pressed harder. "Because I know what you like." He wanted to come with her, at the exact same time. "You like to be pushed to the edge, and then pushed right past it. You like to be fondled and fucked until the twenty thousandth orgasm has been dragged out of you."

She tried to put a hand over her mouth—something she liked to do the second before she came, he found out—but he grabbed her wrist and pinned it against her side.

"And fuck me, Carrots, but you love to do the same to me."

The pleasure hit them both like a rocket, knocking her onto his chest. He arched against her, his hand on her back to keep her joined to him as the waves jolted their nerves again and again. Her moans drowned out whatever sounds he was making, and the way her body shook against his only made him come again, spending whatever seed he had left into her.

He let out a final curse as he felt her entrance twitch in the aftermath. Really, one of the best parts of making love to Judy was learning all the responses her body was capable of.

He allowed his muscles to finally relax, realizing that Judy was already rendered immobile on top of him, and swung his arm down to cup her ass. He found that this was one of their most used sleeping positions, mostly because they were too spent to move into another one.

It was a few more minutes of quiet breathing and sighing before Judy spoke up. "Nick, you know what I love the most though?"

The corner of his leg kicked up. "What? Teasing me? Torturing me? 'Cause I can handle that, for your information."

"No," she kissed his shoulder, sending a shiver down to his toes. "I love you."

His heart swelled.

She kissed his neck. "Just you." And his cheek. "Everything about you."

He met her for a kiss on the lips. "And I love everything about you."

I have to sincerely apologize for this chapter being months late. The last couple of months have been really tough to handle and since I hadn't expected having to handle anything, this final chapter was the only one that I hadn't written out before publishing the story online. Life is still a bit rocky but I felt bad for leaving you guys hanging so I hope the conclusion to this story was worth the wait (and please don't hate me if it wasn't hahahahahahaha). I hope everybody the best and I look forward to seeing you all in another story! :)

EDIT: I just read all your reviews and I just wanted to say THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME CRY. You have no idea how happy it makes me to know that you enjoyed the story and even took the time out to leave a message for it. I really should have read them sooner as a motivator and I'm sorry that I didn't. Now I just want to give each of you a hug but since I don't like hugs, I'll send out all the good vibes I can :') Take care of yourselves and good luck on your future endeavors (e.g. scoring your very own sly fox) ~