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Crushed under a massive, muscular, and pale body; he wondered if this was actually a good idea. But a direct hit to his G-spot made him scratch, squirm, and think that yes, this was definitely a good idea. The body on top of him crushed him against the mattress, thrusting in and out of a cunt that was probably red and swollen from how much it had taken during this marathon. He can’t think of anything other than how delicious it feels to be used, suffocated between what feels like tons of white skin and defined muscles.
— Wow... do rabbits never get tired?
The leopard’s voice echoes in his head—accusing, lazy, and breathless. The wetness between his legs still sounds loud amidst the sweat and the slick of his cunt. And drops, drops, and more drops of someone else's semen. He milks the taller man’s cock with such intensity that the one with the spotted tail can do nothing but squeeze his hips until he leaves bruises, tanned skin now blooming in shades of pink and purple. The little bunny cries out when he feels a large hand lift him while another slips into his lower belly, pressing the bulge that sticks out with every thrust, making him see stars.
— Ah, Sei!
The mentioned man only purrs at him with pleasure, slow, biting the skin of his shoulder. The action tears a scream and an orgasm out of him, while this massive predator just devours him and licks the blood coming from the wound. There are so many sensations in his body that the bunny can only feel his entire frame go limp, dripping and receiving. He feels so full and well-kept. Behind his eyelids, he sees little stars as he struggles to keep his eyes from closing.
— Yo-Chan. Do you want to sleep already? Do you feel full enough? Do you think you have a pup inside you yet? —Seishiro spoke to him with that voice, so soft and slow, more sugary than usual in his ear. Whispers while his hands gripped the meat of his thighs, crushing them between his fingers, coaxing out whimpers before letting go and rubbing them.
The black-haired man thinks it over, half-asleep, half-awake. Yes, he is definitely very full, but even though he’s tired and they’ve been at this for hours, he wants a little more. One more round and he’ll be completely happy and will be able to have a pretty pup in his womb, a product of this beautiful leopard.
— Uhm... One more. Just one more —slurring his words, he tries to turn over to lay on his back. The leopard watches his movements, giving him space so the clumsy, naked, and blushing bunny can position himself how he wants.
Seishiro watches the tanned skin as if it were a feast. There are marks drawn in different tones, all thanks to a rabbit who has too much fun sunbathing and in activities that keep him active in the morning. Like sports.
Nagi lowers his gaze and his head little by little, looking at the feast that awaits him. He observes the dripping, swollen, and pink cunt. A mix of slick and his own semen slides down, and the leopard can’t help his dilated pupils and the way he licks his lips. Seishiro sinks down and begins to lick the slit, drawing a jagged scream from the bunny, whose tail moves happily just above his buttocks.
He licks and laps, greedily absorbing his bunny’s essence and his own. Yoichi is in agony; his back arches like a bridge, his skin is hot and red, with the marks of another’s fingers blooming on his skin. My God, he’s going to die. But he loves the feeling.
— Stop, ah! It’s too much!
The bunny feels his fur stand on end; anxious shrieks of pleasure and overstimulation fill the room, tears completely soak his face and sharpen his blush. His thighs tremble and he feels his cunt tighten in spasms while the massive leopard simply eats him out.
Yoichi watches and feels lost in his clouds of pleasure as Seishiro revels in it, fully enjoying licking him even while he’s so stimulated he can only whimper. He feels it in his cunt; the purring, the vibration so unhealthy it produces. It’s too much for his sanity.
— You look so pretty. You should see it for yourself.
— Uh? What...?
Seishiro pulls away from him so abruptly that he can only shriek at the loss. The bunny feels himself being grabbed by the waist and, with limbs limp like a sack of potatoes, he is carried to the other part of the shared room. Right in front of the vanity with that massive mirror—which had been a wedding gift from Nagi to him. Yoichi sees himself in the mirror and feels shame wash over him. A red face, wrecked and soaked in tears, some dry and others still trickling down.
His lips are swollen from so many kisses and hickeys, red as a cherry. His black hair is incredibly messy, and his ears hang at the sides of his face only to give him a more pathetic appearance than he already has.
Wow.
So people were right when they said there was such a thing as a 'just-fucked face.' Because he had it right now. From the corner of his eye, he sees the naked shadow, tall and lazy, looming over him and holding him up, distractedly licking the huge bite mark Yoichi has on his shoulder. The rabbit moans at the raspy sensation of the other's tongue on his skin.
— I can't feel my legs... —He warns with a voice trembling and raspy from so many screams of pleasure. It’s true; he can only stand because Nagi is holding him, otherwise he wouldn’t even be able to stay upright from how incredibly tired his legs are.
The leopard moves his spotted tail behind him, clearly happy to see his cute bunny husband naked in his arms. He kisses the back of his neck and listens to him.
— Relax. I’ve got you.
Slowly, while gently distracting his husband, Nagi simply opts to start putting his member (finally, after minutes) back into his cunt. The moan is mutual; Seishiro melts inside him while Yoichi simply feels his insides tighten as he watches the whole scene in the mirror.
His round blue eyes are struggling to stay open, caught between pleasure and exhaustion. His hands rest as best they can on the edge of the vanity, until he feels Seishiro grab his tail and he melts even more. If he weren’t being held up, he would have fallen.
Seishiro fucks him in a messy way, with his balls slapping against Yoichi’s already over-used and wrecked cunt. He watches the bunny’s tanned back, leans in to lick it and give him bites that only make him shriek. Those little ‘ihh’ sounds are so cute. He could listen to them for a whole month.
Yoichi feels like he’ll lose either his sanity or his consciousness, or both. Seishiro’s hands hold him tightly and Yoichi can’t even moan anymore. They are just unintelligible sounds of pleasure.
— Do you really want kids, Yoi? Do you feel safe? Are you sure you want me to keep coming inside you?
The softness and love with which his partner speaks make his long black ears twitch and send shivers down his spine. Wow, he doesn’t stop being sappy even in this situation where they’ve both had a marathon just because Yoichi’s body decided to go into heat and want a baby. Even though the talk had already happened before.
He thinks about it for a few minutes, still receiving the cock in his hole, greedy to receive all of the leopard’s pups. They had already gone through so many things together, being a taboo couple since they were from different species. Seeing his reflection in the mirror with clouded blue eyes, skin to skin, silver eyes looking down at him with a flushed and sweaty face, piston-driving his hips while waiting for an answer.
He couldn't take it anymore.
— Keep going, I want them. Give me my pups. Please.
The request isn't desperate; it’s honest even with all the exhaustion and arousal. Seishiro hugs him, holds him, and kisses his black hair, and with a few more thrusts, he manages to come inside him again.
When Yoichi wakes up and sees the leopard next to him, completely exhausted and in a deep sleep, a sleepy smile escapes him. The rabbit snuggles close to him, at his side, hugging him and shifting between the blankets while the silver ring on his left ring finger shines from the moonlight that pours joyfully through the window. And as he falls back asleep, soaking up the naked heat of his husband, he knows that something has changed deep inside him.