You are walking through the woods near his home when he flies up behind you, grabbing you and pulling you back to his home.
He doesn't take his time, ripping your clothes off of you. He rubs your clit, holding you down until it's too much for you. After he makes you come, he flips you around.
He positions you to stick your ass in the air, pushing your head into his nest. He doesn't give you any time to adjust, lining himself up with you. He thrusts himself into you, his hips moving at an unimaginable speed. You can't react, other than lying there and taking it all.
"I can't believe a human walked into my territory while I'm rutting. This must be fate. You'll be my little mate.” He thrusts into you harder now, movement becoming more frantic and sloppy.
“We’ll have so many kits soon. Your stomach will swell with them, and you'll be asking to do this every night soon.” He puts more weight on you, his arms on either side of you, trapping you in.
With one last thrust, he pushes himself into you hard, his cock pulsing as he comes. His whole body shakes slightly as he comes down from his high. He pulls himself out of you, his erect cock hitting his gray fur.
Your pussy throbs from being used, his semen leaking out of it. He notices this and pushes his fingers inside of you, encouraging it back in. “You will have my kits, mate. Sooner or later.”
You, a cute bunny hybrid with soft, fluffy bunny ears and a cute cotton tail that wags when you’re happy or upset. You’re round and soft, the sweetest little thing your boyfriend has ever seen.
And then there’s your hare hybrid bf… he’s tall, thin, and unsettling, with eyes that bore into you and hair that is far from soft. He’s protective and possessive of his little bunny baby, keeping you safe and literally fighting any of his rivals to the DEATH.
He’s a bit nervous about breeding with you. You’re smaller, more fragile than him… but god you both go crazy once you go into heat… and you’re a lot more durable than he thought.
You take his cock so well, begging for him to give you a litter… his perfect little mate, his sweet bunny. No one will ever put their hands on you, unless they want to die a painful death.
Happy Easter from a confused and horny Hare Hybrid! NSFW version plus a smutty drabble is up on Patreon. In other words, you're about to learn why you shouldn't leave the Hotel premises as the only human around.
Your boyfriend, Ronnie, had taken you out on a little surprise date for the spring equinox. The hare hybrid planned it all out, starting off with decorating wooden eggs, going on a picnic with your favourite foods, and taking a nice long walk down a local trail.
He looked amazing, his tall and lean frame accented by his clothes, clean denim and a pastel coloured dress shirt to go along with the theme. His dark brown ears twitching every once in a while, looking down at you with a warm and loving smile, but you could see something behind his eyes, something almost… predatory.
And now you were here, bent over a tree stump, devoid of clothes and your hands tied behind your back with his belt. Thighs shivering as he held your hips in place, his lips brushing against your ear, earning a soft whimper from your lips. His voice was a deep almost cruel drawl as he pressed soft kisses down your neck
“Now now baby~ it’s Ostara, and you know what that means…”
He cooed down to you as he leisurely moved his hips, giving you a little reprieve from the intense mating ritual he’d seemed to have concocted. His swollen cock dragged so sweetly along the walls of your insides while his cum dribbled down your thigh. Your eyes glazed over with a needy submissive haze as your brain had turned to mush after the first two rounds
“Means we celebrate spring, my little bunny. And I’m going to enjoy nature's greatest gift of all”
You could feel his smile against your skin as you felt him slowly pick up the pace again, his strong arms keeping you pinned to the smooth wood of the tree stump. He hadn’t heard you speak in a while, you couldn’t see his concerned gaze as he placed gentle kisses along your neck, murmuring softly
“Honey bunny? You okay? You know I’ll stop if it’s too much~”
His voice was tender and loving as he rubbed your hip soothingly. The sweetest little mewl left your lips as you shook your head, soft pant leaving you as you tried to form the words to speak
“M’okay Ronnie~ P-Promise… please dun stop~ feels so good”
Your tone needy and your eyes hazy as you focused on the beautiful sunset spread across the sky, pastel pinks and purples being such a heavenly sight as you felt him smile against your skin. Starting to use more force as his twitching cock hit as deep as it could, wrapping his arms back around your waist and purring so lovingly in your ear as he could feel you going dumb under him
“Good bunny~”
(Just a little short before next weeks Tentacle monster x classmate<3 Read @monstersholygrail Bunny Secretary and couldn’t help myself)
He's sat here for what feels like eons; the city is dark and gloomy outside, so high up he'd never know where you were or what may have happened to you. The apartment had long since grown dark around him as the daylight faded and the city lit up building by building. It's nerve-wracking, the instinct to thump his feet and pace the apartment grows with every minute you're gone...
He's chewed through two of his stress toys, and with the weekend beginning, you could-
The lights flicker on, bags are dropped at the door, and he scurries towards the entry hall, dressed in the same scraggly home clothes he always is when you're around, barely managing to stop himself from sliding into the wall as he rounds on you with all the shopping you had brought home. Tail twitching slightly before walking over and helping move it into the kitchen, he asks all the usual questions, how was your day, what did you wanna make for dinner, completely side stepping the lamenting he was doing before you came home.
You didn't need to know how attached he had gotten to you since he moved in; it was beginning to affect his online work, so many re-shoots of personal videos where he had moaned your name rather than the person buying from him, so he didn't need it becoming an issue here and now.
It's for the best that you just think he's some work-from-home IT shut-in, and not aware of the closet full of soft decor, stuffies, adult toys, and skimpy feminine clothes. He can't fathom the way you would react to seeing him bouncing on a silicone toy, styled in that overly soft effeminate online bunny way, moaning and acting like he was consumed with heat.
He listens to you as you talk about your day, about frustration and stress from work, traitorously, his cock twitches, the idea of offering himself up to you. Shifting himself as best he can in his sweats, hoping you can't tell he had got half hard thinking about you using him like some toy over the kitchen table, huffing and muttering a response as you ask him some question about what he would do about the coworker you had complained about.
Dinner is a short affair, sitting on the couch and watching some shitty show as the pasta you'd made gets devoured. He was sipping from his water when you piped up with a question, asking casually if he knew that his room wasn't soundproofed.
Turning to watch him as you smirked and wiggled your eyebrows at him, cooing about how he was such a sweet bunny when he thought you were asleep. The bright red on his cheeks spreads down his neck as he kicks a pillow towards you, embarrassed at being caught out like this, face in his hands as he groans loudly. He almost flinches when you grab his wrists, gently pull them away from his face, less smirking and more smiling as you whisper to him, asking if he meant it when you'd heard him moan your name.
Letting go of his wrists and playing with the tip of one of his ears, letting him work himself up to answering your question.
It was a Friday after all, and you have all weekend to find out.
The femboy hare hybrid comes from this idea from a while back, not quite the same character, but the same idea.
I’m having suchhhh a bad day at work people are so evil
Soooo could I get some more pathetic Simon/ghost I’d take anything I just need that man weak to make me feel better
I’m literally chewing on a whole cucumber like a banana rn sooo
Hare hybrid! Ghost is extremely unnatural looking. He’s well built, and his legs are fucking logs of muscle with more than enough power to crush anybody’s skull in. His tail is small and thin, what cropped ears he has left always pointed straight up and swiveling towards the slightest movement.
Nobody dares to joke about him being technically a rabbit, any snarky comment dying on their tongue at the sight of his painfully scarred ears. He’s well respected, vicious and unapologetically aggressive.
And then he comes home to you. You, his human mate that coos at the sight of the huge man in the entrance hallway. “Simon! You’re home!” You squealed, laughing at the way he collapsed in front of you to hug your middle. Ears pressed down, mask thrown to the side as you pet and kiss his face. Every single facade falling apart, you were the one in charge of him the moment he stepped through those doors.
“Soooo sweet, my perfect little bunny. Did you have a good day at work, sugar?” You asked, your voice syrupy sweet and making the brute whimper quietly. Your fingers brushed over his cropped ears, watching him shiver at you touching the sensitive nerves there. He doesn’t pull away, only pressing further- completely trusting you.
“Mm,” is all Simon can manage to grunt out, and you let out another sweet coo before pulling him to the couch. Continuing to kiss and pet, yanking his clothes off while the man squirmed and whined. His little tail wagged pitifully against the curve of his ass as you got on your knees and pressed a sweet kiss to his rim.
“Fuck!” The hybrid manages to choke out, rolling onto his tummy to give you better access while his heavy cock hung low. Already thickening as your tongue brushed his entrance, your hands coming up to start stroking him slowly. You let out a hum of approval, slurping and sucking on the pink rim just to watch the man fall apart beneath you.
“You did such a good job, baby, good boy! My sweet bunny, my perfect boy!” You moaned against his ass, nipping his cheek just to hear a 300 pound hybrid squeak out a moan. “Ah- ah-!” He manages to choke out, spasming when your mouth devours his ass again, hand speeding up to firmly jerk his pretty cock. The effect is nearly immediate, his high moan the cutest thing as Simon came in your hand. Jerking and whining against the seat of the sofa, trembling as overstimulation leaked across his senses.
You slowly pull away, happily watching his now swollen rim gape just slightly for you, lifting up your cum covered hand to lick the bitter fluid off. Simon relaxed fully into the couch, muscles turning to jelly as you help him roll onto his back on the cushions. Settling on top of his naked frame, giving the hare a sweet cum filled kiss.
He groans against your lips, lashes fluttering at the taste of himself on you. Arms wrapping around you, burying his face in your shoulder as you settle over him. You can hear his foot thumping against the far arm of the sofa, unable to contain his contentment. Good. That was much better, wasn’t it?
I saw a post mentioning Wolf hybrid x Hare hybrid where the hare is dominant and I thought “oh a hare hybrid topping a wolf hybrid, cool!” only to discover they meant a power bottom… So this is a hare topping a wolf.
Contains: past tense, second person perspective, m!wolf x m!hare reader, fingering, lube, condoms, anal, some dirty talk, a little rough, “pup” and “leveret” instead of “babe”, possibly friends to lovers and also a hate fuck…? NSFW & MDNI
As a buck hare hybrid, your long, powerful legs have already helped you find a good mate for your spring frenzy many years in a row.
And then your frantic performance during that month would scare them away, complaining about how you didn’t listen and should be more gentle and so on — all things you’d explained to them beforehand, which they had explicitly consented to.
Of course, you’d also tried sitting it out once, specifically your first time, but that went so terribly haywire you didn’t want to remember it.
Since the relationships never survived the spring, you’d start looking for a new mate the moment they ended. For this, it was useful to have a friend circle where each friend’s circle overlapped with other circles and then some more. It greatly reduced the chances of fucking yourself through your friends and then ending up with no friends.
However, this year, this well-tried system suffered a bug.
No, not a real bug, not a bug hybrid either — actually, that would have been leagues better than your current situation. Maybe getting fucked by a hybrid in possession of an ovipositor would have been an eye opening sexual experience for you.
This summer, an old friend had invited you to an outing where another old friend whom you hadn’t seen in years brought their partner who in turn brought some of their friends. Among these friends was a red wolf hybrid.
You were introduced to each other and happened to sit together, so you casually chatted a little with him. Finding him pleasant, you felt he would make a good additional connection to your network, and so repressed your solitary nature to talk with him more than you would have otherwise.
The next time you met was a coincidence. Both your friend groups had gone to the same beach and then spontaneously joined together. It was a fun time, and when the red wolf approached you, you were in a generous enough mood to exchange numbers with him.
You met every now and then, more often through your friends holding parties or going to clubs, and over time you became friends.
By autumn, you were close enough to meet alone, taking walks, going out for some coffee, or meeting at the library. It was quiet and cozy, but you still wouldn’t invite him to your home or go to his for watching movies together or such.
Then winter began and January rolled around.
You still hadn’t found a mate for your spring frenzy and were feeling a little anxious.
Actually, there had been a few candidates among the friends of Jules, the red wolf, but every time at the next meeting after chatting them up, they would awkwardly tell your various reasons why it wasn’t possible anymore. The most common reason was that they had already found someone different to mate with and were very happy.
Jules would then pat you on the back, lowering his already deep and sexy voice to comfort you.
But when he showed up on your doorstep on the first day of January with his tail wagging and asking you to be his mate, you suddenly understood—
This guy was doing the same shit as you!
And he was even worse, sabotaging your chances by excluding you when playing matchmaker for his friends!
You slammed the door shut, right in his face, and decided to cut off contact.
It was a pity for the nice time you had spent with him, but a wolf in rut was just as bad as a hare in their spring frenzy, and you weren’t about to get yourself railed by a wolf!
Unfortunately, Jules disagreed.
Ever since that first day of January, who knew how he did it, but he would follow you wherever you went the moment you left your house.
Buying groceries? He was there.
Going to work? Also there.
Shopping? There!
At first, he just wagged his tail. After a few days, he walked closer to you. Then he took every opportunity he could get to stick close to you, to touch you, first your fingers, then your hand, cheek and ears, followed by your sensitive neck, and he even went as far as creating situations where he could sneak touches at your butt and tail. To others, even your closer friends, it looked like you two were a pair.
But that wasn’t the straw that broke the camel’s back.
It was his dirty talk that started in February.
He would tell you whenever he got hard and the reason why. Be it your thighs outlined by your tight pants, the twitch of your tails and ears, or the way your eyes shone when you had a new idea on how to deceive him so he’d leave you alone, it all seemed capable of arousing him in an instant.
Then came how he wanted to ram his big cock into your tight hole, fuck you until you were all loosened up for him, shove his fat knot inside you and make you cum until you couldn’t anymore while he filled you with load after load of cum and made your belly bulge with his seed.
A few days after voicing these obscene thoughts that you didn’t want to hear, Jules suddenly started calling you Leveret. He hugged you tightly, his hard cock straining against his pants and poking your ass as he confessed in a panic so needy and whiny like you’d never experienced that he’d had a crush on you since autumn. He wanted you completely to himself, the less you talked with others and the more attention you paid to him the happier he was, and for some reason he decided the best way to keep you from dating someone else was by playing matchmaker for them.
It was utterly ridiculous.
You somehow managed to get him off of you and quickly left, wanting to calm down and reorganize your thoughts.
But Jules didn’t give you that chance.
He showed up at your door the next day. Before you could slam the door or scold him, he lunged at you, pressed you into his chest, and kicked the door shut.
Instead of nuzzling your neck like he’d done before, he stared at you, his brown eyes filled with a mix of determination and an attempt at looking pitiful, “Leveret, I didn’t mean to scare or anger you, I-I just like you so much I want to be with you all the time…”
“So you decided to ruin my life?” you frowned at him.
“No! No, I- Leveret, you can do to me anything you want, just let me be with you.”
You doubtfully stared at him. “Do anything I want?”
Jules eagerly nodded, “Yes! Anything!”
“And what if I want to beat you?”
His ears and tail drooped a little, but he tried to play it off. “That’s also fine! Even if you want to insult or punish me, I will accept it.”
You didn’t understand. “Why? It’s obviously making you uncomfortable, and I’m not—“
“Because it’s you.”
You felt your heart miss a beat.
Was this guy serious?
He swallowed nervously, “If-if you don’t want to…”
You closed your eyes for a moment. When you opened them again, you were expressionless. The red wolf stiffened, thinking you were really angry now, when you suddenly threw him over your shoulder, marched into your bedroom, and tossed him onto your bed.
He was still stunned when you pressed down on top of him and held his damned handsome face, squishing his cheeks together.
“Are you sure?” you asked, staring into his eyes.
He slowly nodded.
“Anything?” you asked again.
His eyes shone and you could feel his tail start wagging again as he gave you an enthusiastic nod.
“Well then, my little pup, let’s hope you won’t regret it, hm?”
He shuddered at your words, his eager eyes gleaming with a watery sheen and his cock pressing into your thigh as if he was about to start humping you right in this moment.
Considering he’d annoyed you for almost two months and ruined your search for a mate for even longer, you decided to relieve some of your pent-up irritation.
You roughly removed his jacket and shoes and carelessly threw them aside, then plopped your firm ass down on his crotch, triggering a muffled groan. Following that, you ran your hand down the close-fitting shirt showcasing Jules’ tight muscles, grabbed the hem, and tore it open. You felt his dick twitch against your ass.
“So you like it rough, huh, little pup?”
You leaned down, your hands sliding up his muscular abdomen to his sturdy chest and pinching his nipples. Your face stopped just above his, close enough to kiss if he just raised himself up a little, but your hands pressed down on him, preventing him from touching you and making the red wolf whimper pitifully.
“Then let’s fuck you up,”
“Leveret…”
Jules’ husky murmur was cut short by your biting kiss. Teeth collided and tongues entangled. His paws slowly slid up your powerful thighs and settled on your buttocks, kneading them in a way that his claws dug into your flesh and pulling your tail.
The pain elicited a moan from you.
Before the red wolf could feel happy with himself, you bit him forcefully enough to draw blood. Then you grabbed his wrists, pulling his arms up and securing them above his head.
“Little pup, why are you acting up? Just let yourself obediently get pampered by me, hm?”
“…Mhm.”
You bit his jaw in satisfaction and started making your way down, leaving bites on his rolling throat, his protruding collarbone, and his undulating chest.
His needy pants made you smirk.
Sitting up on his crotch, you let go of his wrists and got off of him. You licked your lips at his adorably confused look and grabbed him to turn him onto his stomach in one smooth motion. Like he did before, you grasped his tail and gave it a good pull. He shuddered and gasped as a tingle ran his tail up his spine and into his balls and dick.
“Leveret…”
You chuckled and held the base of his tail, massaging it while biting along his spine from his neck down to the small of his back, coaxing needy moans and shallow hip thrusts out of him.
Suddenly, your grip on his tail tightened and you pulled his ass up into the air. It was firm and round, with the reddish tail sticking out from his pants’ aperture at his butt cleft. After admiring his form for a moment, you ripped the obstructing pants off of him and found that he had completely foregone his underpants, immediately revealing his balls and his hard cock protruding from its sheath to your view.
Holding against the tail that reflexively pressed down due to his arousal, you leaned closer to examine his small puckered asshole, your breath spraying on the sensitive skin.
Jules trembled and his dick and asshole twitched as his claws dug into your sheets and he desperately breathed in your scent, trying to keep calm but still unable to resist pleading, “Leveret, hurry, do whatever you want, just fuck me, please!”
You bit his ass cheek, inducing another tremble.
“Sure.”
Then, hand sliding down from his tail to his asshole to circle around the delicate skin, you leaned over to your bedside table and retrieved a big tube of lube.
You held it in front of him, “You’re not allergic to anything in there, are you?”
Jules swallowed and focused his gaze on the small writing with some difficulty before shaking his head, “No…”
“Good,”
So you proceeded with opening the tube and squeezing some of the unscented gel onto his asshole and your hand. He shuddered at the cool sensation and hugged your pillow, desperately breathing in your scent in deep pants, seeming unable to relax. You didn’t feel like comforting him, but you didn’t want to really hurt him either, so you slowed your pace.
Holding up his tail with your dry hand, you used the lubed up finger of your other to circle around his puckered hole and gently prodded it. The regular motion allowed the lube to warm up a little and Jules gradually got used to the feeling.
And the moment Jules got used to it, he started causing trouble again.
“Leveret, hurry up, I want to feel you inside me… I’ve thought about how tight and hot you’d feel around my cock so many times, how your asshole would clench around my knot when you come from me pumping you full of my cum again and again and how you would cry when it gushes all out once my knot loosens, and then you’d feel so empty you’d beg me for more, for me to cockwarm inside of you, and— Ah!”
Annoyed, you unceremoniously shoved your finger inside his asshole and wriggled it a little. You felt the muscles of his anus clench around your finger, as if wanting to force the invading thing out, and you chuckled darkly.
“If you want to dream, go to sleep. Today, it’ll only be me fucking you, my little pup. I might not have that fat knot you’re so proud of, but I will certainly make good use of what I have and fuck you senseless. Just imagine you cockdrunk from my railing, begging unintelligibly, not remembering whether you want my dick to fuck you faster or slower. Oh, and once my spring frenzy comes, it’ll get real fun, then I’ll make you unable to even crawl out of bed…”
You whispered in his ear as you pumped your finger in and out of him, adding some more lube so his dry little hole could take you better.
The red wolf groaned and wriggled his hips, making you curl your finger and eliciting a low growl. Jules turned his head to look at you with his lustful brown eyes, and the way his husky voice arranged the words was simply baffling.
“Does that mean I’ll still be with you in spring?”
“…If you can hold on that long, maybe.”
His eyes curved as he smiled, overflowing with an emotion you couldn’t quite name, yet it felt all encompassing.
You stared into his eyes, lost in that strange yet cozy feeling until Jules suddenly hummed and shook his butt, and then you remembered that your finger was still sticking in his butt and what you were about to do had at least the slight flavor of a hate fuck, or maybe rather revenge sex.
“Leveret, please fuck me,” Jules whined and pushed himself further onto your finger, making his voice a little breathy, “I want to know what your cock feels like inside of me, I want you to touch and kiss me, I want…” He panted as he twisted his neck to look at you, “I want you…”
As you wondered if there would ever be a day when his sweet or dirty talk wouldn’t set you off like a firecracker, you squeezed some more lube and pushed a second finger into him.
His breath hitched and his ears quivered, the tail pressing down and almost getting his own fur into his ass. You couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed and soon added a third finger, almost stretching all the folds out of his poor hole. Ass crammed with your fingers, every deliberate push producing squelching sounds, the red wolf’s thighs trembled and he kept whimpering like a wronged puppy.
You sped up your hand movement, your fingers glistening with lube easily sliding in and out of his asshole. Every now and then you would brush against a certain spot inside of him that made Jules clench each time, allowing you to clearly feel the pulse going through his rectum whenever it happened. Gradually, you started targeting that spot, and it didn’t take long before unrestrained moans and whined filled your bedroom.
The thought of it being your cock instead of your fingers enveloped by him, causing him this pleasure, made you hard, and it also made you lose your patience.
You pulled put your fingers with a loud squelch.
He looked at you, both confused and still caught in his pleasure slowly approaching the peak. Then he saw you rid yourself of your clothes, fully revealing your slender yet powerful figure before him for the first time. His gaze roamed over your body, fervently admiring every inch of you before settling on your erect cock.
He audibly swallowed at the sight.
“My, my, so eager, my little pup?” You smirked at him and leaned over, pressing close to feel his heat and bite him a few more times.
Jules whimpered and rubbed against you, clearly eager for more.
So you fished a condom out of your bedside table and bit it open while locking eyes with him. Then you retreated, sat up behind him, and properly put on the condom. You squeezed more lube onto your hand and held his tail up with a tight grip.
“Ready?”
He adjusted himself a little, his buttocks swaying right in front of your eyes as he tried to get a little more comfortable and dug his claws into his own ass cheeks to pull them apart and reveal his loosened hole to you in all its glory.
“…Ready.”
You generously slathered your dick with the lube and smeared the rest onto him, then held his hips and aligned yourself with his entrance. The tip of your cock poked at the loosened, lubed up hole, and you could see it close and open as if breathing, lightly brushing against your glans.
“Leveret, hurry up…” Jules whined and recklessly shoved his ass towards you, incidentally directly impaling himself with half your dick. He inhaled sharply, “Fuck…!”
You felt his ass clench around you and groaned, “Little pup, you’re really impatient, aren’t you? Your greedy little hole is so eager to eat me up, the bite it took was a little too big for you… Ah, I’ve never encountered a pup begging to be fucked so desperately, and by a hare at that…”
While speaking, you slowly pushed your dick inside him. Watching him swallow you was a most arousing sight, enticing you to give up the slow and steady approach and just ram into him, to go balls deep and make his ass jiggle with each thrust, have him cry out until his voice was hoarse like the call of a crow…
His hands holding his ass cheeks shook as you buried your cock inside his asshole. The hot, tight walls of his soft insides squeezed your length and reluctantly clung to you as you very slowly pulled out. It sucked on your glans before being forced to let go, producing a wet plop sound.
Jules whined and wriggled his ass, so you pushed in again, faster this time, moaning when the heat enveloped you. His ass was so tight you felt like it would milk you dry the moment you didn’t pay attention, yet at the dame time you couldn’t wait to loose control and cram yourself inside his hole regardless of everything.
You sped up as your sanity slipped away, your mind echoing with the wolf’s moans and whines that were growing louder and more frequent.
As you pumped in and out, you occasionally grazed that sensitive spot inside him with your glans. Every time it happened, his ass would throb and tighten around you, causing both of you to moan, inducing you to search for that spot and target it once you found it. You wrapped an arm around his waist, pressing him firmly against you as you fucked him, your dick never leaving his asshole before thrusting in again.
Jules could barely hold himself up anymore and, head only filled with desire, reached for his own engorged cock to help a bit. The knot was already swelling up, indicating he was about to cum.
Your thrusts shook his entire body, making his hands basically jerk his dick all on its own. Yet it just didn’t seem to be enough, the pleasure neither releasing nor fading, just constantly building up as you fucked into him.
“Leveret, Leveret, I want to cum…”
You almost couldn’t hear his whines over your own panting and the noise of your naked bodies smacking together, the lube squelching and the bed creaking, thumping against the wall, and you weren’t really clear about what you could do to help him release. So you just did whatever you liked, one hand gripping his waist so hard your nails dug into his flesh and the other following his arm to his cock, teasing his glans, rubbing his knot and kneading his tight balls.
As your climax approached your thrusts grew sloppier and more irregular, almost frantically chasing that high. Then, you came. A wave of pleasure crashed over you, making you tighten your grip on Jules and fiercely bite down on his nape. You felt his asshole flutter around your cock, squeezing more cum out of you while he shot his own load onto your sheets with a loud moan.
The peak of your ecstasy was extended for an unknown time, and by the time your mind returned, you realized you were both panting heavily. Still intimately connected, Jules lay bonelessly in your embrace, unable to hold himself up.
When you pulled your dick out of his asshole, you saw the reddened, stretched hole pitifully contract and relax as if breathing, unable to close properly. The clear lube smearing his ass and dripping down his balls made you regret wearing a condom for a moment, wishing it were your cum making such a mess out of the red wolf, but after a moment of thought, not having hurt him was a much better outcome. After all, like this, you could happily go for another round…
