Door-to-kitchen script update (Bull+ tiers)

Gosh I get nervous showing script changes, but. HEREEEE GOES.

Scene: Nick and Judy are approaching the door, their footsteps echoing softly down the hallway. Nick, hands in his pockets, glances at Judy, his usual smirk hiding a bit of nervousness.

J (glancing at Nick, a sly smirk on her lips) - "Breathe, Slick. You’re practically vibrating out of your fur."

N (grins) - "Who, me? Nah. Cool as a Cucumber. Things just suddenly feel very real."

J - "Mm? That little cage suddenly feeling tighter?"

N (laughing softly, adjusting his stance): "Ha! Mean!”

J (softly): "Just the way you like it. You got this. And hey, if it gets too much, just say the word and we can stop any -

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The door opens, revealing Owen, bottom no tops it with a playful grin.

J - O-Owen!!!

O: Hey guys - Damn girl! You look incredible.

J: And you… look half-naked. Already naked.

O: Haw! George is out all weekend, I’ve got the place to myself, and this hot piece of ass coming over. You don’t mind, do you?

Judy reaches up into a hug (or he leans down to give her a kiss and she puts her arms around his neck so when he stands up she goes up with him into a carry position)

J- Not a bit. I’ve missed you, big guy.

O: (teasing) Ah! Careful,. Keep that up and I’ll start getting ideas.

J: (giggling - being lifted up) What, like you didn’t already have some?

Nick rolls his eyes, a fond smile crossing his face as his tail sways. Judy stays wrapped up in Owen’s arms as they walk inside. Owen offers Nick a fist bump. “Nick”

O - Come on in. Sorry about canceling this week.

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J- Won’t lie, you were definitely missed. Was everything OK with the family?

O- Oh yeah, it all got fixed up. No bigs.

J - Nick stepped in, and did his best, but… you know… make it up to me?...

O- Yes Mam. Nick help yourself to a drink eh?

J- Grab me a fancy water, honey?

N- Sure thing.

O: Nothing for me, Fox, I’m good.

Owen walks over and puts Judy onto the counter; he puts his snoot into her neck, as Nick goes to the fridge. He starts to unbuckle her pants.

J- ah <3

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O: Damn you smell good today.

J: Oh! Haha, I did have a roll in the dust bath this morning…

O takes her shirt off for her

O: [sniffs] Mm, … it’s more than that... You’re… carrying my scent. You smell like mine.

J: (teasing) Oh? Nick might have mentioned it once or twice.

Owen licks her

O - I’m sure he did. It’s striking. It’s been a week, how… how are you still carrying my mark??

J - Ah, you might have left your hoodie, ah- and I - ah- might have slept in it once or twice... You’re not mad are you?

O - Practically feral. You clever girl you. You’ll need to take some more of my dirty laundry before you leave, keep my claim loud and proud on you. Fuck, haha, this is so wild, right Nick? You barely even register on her!

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Nick turns around with glasses of water, catching the last part of their conversation. He hesitates as he sees Owen’s face buried in her neck. Nick gulps slightly.

N: Ah, yeah. It’s... he looks up... well, it’s gulp... pretty hot.

O whispering: So fucking wet. Does it turn you on, teasing me with my own scent? You’d let me get away with it, wouldn’t you? Completely replace your husband's claim with mine own? Letting everyone know you’re my slut?

J- Whimper

O - My prey.

J- I - I’ve haven’t stopped thinking about you all week.

O- I can tell… Such a good girl.

Whimper whimper… ah’ah…

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Owen’s hands are in her shorts and we hear a bit of slckin’

He watches for a moment, as Judy lets out soft whimpers and the two kiss deeply. Nick stands there, frozen, listening to their quiet moans fill the room. A long beat passes, the room filled only with their sounds, before Nick snaps out of it. He saunters over, trying to play it cool.

J - Ah owen- I- oh fuck…

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N: cough - Now that’s a picture.

O: (Owen opens his eyes and grins at Nick, finally noticing him again. Maybe he looks primal with a start of a wolf holding a rabbit in its maw sort of thing) : We look good together, don’t we? Come on, you can watch me fuck her on the couch

They sit down on the couch as Nick catches up behind them

J: breathless, pulling back slightly Owen, wait… before we go much further. Nick’s got a surprise for you.

Owen starts to pull her shorts off, kissing and licking her.

O: Oh?! raises an eyebrow A surprise, huh?

The rest of script draft 2 lives here

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