First time posting smut. It's like. Barely smut but shhh I'm dipping my toes in. Feedback is always appreciated 🔪 💖
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smut, pegging, anal sex, anal fingering, butt plugs, role reversal, top/bottom dynamics, dom/sub dynamics, bottom!gaz, top!reader, top!gaz, bottom!reader, consent checks, sexy costumes (playboy bunny and actual bunny), established relationship
It started as a joke. A Halloween party at a mutual friend's house. You found a red robe at the thrift that reminded you of a certain someone associated with a particular magazine. It took surprisingly little convincing to get Kyle into a playboy bunny costume.
After one too many jello shots and a handsy cab ride home, one thing led to another, and wouldn't you know it? Your pretty boy was bouncing on your cock/strap with his lacy bunny ears hanging on for dear life.
A passing comment about how Kyle is "hopping on your dick like a little bunny" makes his leaky cock twitch against his abdomen. Cute. You make a mental note to tease him about it when he's actually coherent. All in good fun, of course.
That's that for several months, just an inside joke between lovers. That is, until a sex toy company you've bought vibrators and a few ropes from in the past sends out a mass email alert.
"Happy Easter!", reads the subject line. "Show somebunny how much you love them this holiday season" you want to laugh at how corny it is, a nice chuckle amidst the mess of coworkers trying to contact you on your off day and coupon codes for various fast fashion brands. So you click on the email, preparing to take a screenshot to show your friend, when you are greeted with a pretty model. Blonde, uncomfortably perfect teeth, unrealistic body standards. But it's what she's wearing that catches your attention.
White mesh, baby pink bows on the side, completely see-through save for the little carrots painstakingly embroidered over the nipples and one over her airbrushed crotch.
The second photo is sans panties, a side view of the generic model that has her showing off the fluffy buttplug peaking out from between her cheeks.
You forward a picture to Kyle, intending to poke fun at it and nothing more. Though the text you receive in return changes the direction of that conversation entirely.
Buy it.
A week later (thanks priority shipping!) you have your gorgeous boyfriend holding his thighs in trembling hands while you diligently work open his ass.
Flimsy panties are shoved to the side while your lubed-up fingers push past the tight ring of muscle. You watch as your boyfriend's brow furrows before relaxing into an expression of pure bliss, the prettiest eyes you've ever seen peering at you as you work diligently to prep his hole.
Breathy pleas to "just hurry up already" encourage you to do the opposite. Why wouldn't you take your sweet time, peeling back layer after layer until you have a sweet boy writhing in your shared bed, every nerve alight with pleasure? Just as he does to you when the tables are turned.
As you continue to subject Kyle to this delightful torture, you take a moment to admire just how gorgeous he is. Laid out like a sacrifice for an ancient god, white mesh bound together with silky ribbons adorn his perfectly carved form. The sheer fabric makes a rather pathetic attempt to conceal his drooling cock, precum soaking through so it's even more transparent.
Finally, after what feels like hours of pleading, you decide he's ready.
"Relax." You chide as cold metal against his puckered hole causes Kyle to tense. "I thought you were ready."
"I am!" He replies all too quickly, shuffling around for a moment until you gently place a hand on his muscular thigh.
"Just relax."
A few minutes later, the plug is popped into place. White synthetic fluff peaks out from what you firmly believe to be the best bubble butt on God's green earth. Cute.
"How's it feel?"
"Different."
"Different good or different bad?" You watch his reaction closely, ready to adjust to whatever Kyle needs in the moment.
There's a pause as he thinks it over, mentally examining the new sensation before coming to a conclusion.
"Good. Definitely good."
You breathe a sigh of relief. It would've been disappointing for both of you if the whole thing was a flop. Though your bank account would've taken the worst blow.
"In that case.... I have one more surprise for you." You reply, glee evident in your tone.
He watches as you practically leap off the bed to go grab a small, unassuming box. You encourage him to open it and when he does, he's greeted with the matching headband. Fuzzy white ears, one flops over slightly, and a tiny carrot charm adorns both sides. Frankly, it ties the whole look together and it's absolutely adorable.
Kyle's face lights up as he laughs, carefully placing the ears on his head and striking a pose.
"How do I look?"
You pretend to think about it, as if he isn't the most gorgeous man you've ever met. Kyle could wear a potato sack and you'd swoon.
Instead of giving a verbal answer, you shed your own clothes. To which he gives a low whistle of approval.
This time, it's you hopping on his dick like a rabbit in heat.