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Bringing home a bunny boy who's been at the shelter for so long that he's so skittish and shy but obviously so so grateful to finally have an owner and a home. When you bring him home it takes a long time just to coax him into your bedroom, but when he finally peeks his head inside you show him the nice big pet bed you got him and all the pillows, blankets, and stuffies for him to nest with. Little twinkly lights make it look so warm and inviting. For the first few days he hardly ever leaves his bed, not wanting to give up the softness and comfort after years of being in a shelter kennel.
But the thing about bunny hybrids is they have this deep, innate desire to hump. It's in their DNA, they can't help it. Your bunny has never felt safe enough to act on those instincts, never had anything to use, but now you're down the hall working in your office and he has all these pillows and toys and his dick is hard and throbbing in his modesty shorts and he needs it so bad, he needs to hump.
When you finish your work and go check on your bunny, you expect to find him in his bed, maybe snuggling with his plushies as he's slowly started to do. What you don't expect is to see him with a plushy between his thighs as he desperately moved his hips back and forth, quick paced and awkward. He whimpers and whines as he tries to chase the unfamiliar pleasure, but he struggles to reach it on his own.
You coo as you kneel beside him. He jolts in shock and tries to scramble away from the toy in embarrassment, but you're so good at calming him down and reassuring him. You pet his head and rub his ears and it makes him whine, the sensitivity thrumming through his body getting the better of him. You slowly guide him back to straddling his toy, softly urging him to 'keep playing' like he was. He jumps right back in, like he physically can't ease his pace. That bunny boy energy getting the best of him. You softly run your hands over his ears, rubbing the sensitive skin and soft fur between your fingers. It's not until you reach down to touch his little cottontail that he lets out a strangled cry and finally cums, making a mess of his modesty shorts. You have to gently grab his hips and physically slow them to prevent him from overstimulating his poor, unused cock. He sniffles and whimpers as you pull him into your lap, petting his head and telling him what a good job he did. That he looked so precious using his toys like that. He's so embarrassed to be caught by you, but he lets you slip off his sticky shorts and clean up the mess he made inside of them. His dick is twitching a starting to stiffen a bit by the time you finish, but you softly urge him to sleep, scratching behind his ears in a way that makes his tail twitch against your stomach.
vampire x human and the power imbalance of their relationship, not because vampires are more powerful, but because vampires are a dying species in the age of holy bullets and organized hunter associations. Vampires backed into corners like caged lions, their only form of true sustenance is human blood. A human taking such a hunted creature into their home, by silver shackles or welcoming words or the manipulation of their animalistic need for warm blood. It can be love that bounds the two together, but when oneâs hunger is reliant on the other, on the humanâs life and compliance, doesnât that make them the vampireâs savior?
Shanks rlly will play up the gentleman thing itâs so insane. Hes kissing your knuckles and holding your hand to help u off the ship and telling his crew to âmind their manners around the ladyâ as if heâs not abt to have you sitting on his face grasping at the knots of his hammock for dear life in less than an hour
And then heâs right back to the gentleman act once heâs had his fill, kissing your forehead and offering to draw a bath and slipping off to grab your favorite food so he can hand feed you like youâre not laying limp in that same damn hammock bc ur legs r too shaky to move and his scruff isnât still glistening with your release đ
a/n: I am openly admitting to the fact that I would love for Sendou to be your occasional third with this one.
Sendou is drunkâŚÂ
Itâs not the first time heâs been drunk, it certainly wonât be the last. Still the buzzing hot alcohol in his gut makes him looser, more free, and definitely more emotional. He sits splayed out on a couch in the corner of the party, watching all the couples giggle and dance on each other. Sendou sighs, he hasnât found one chick to talk to at this stupid party. Maybe he should just go home.Â
âHey Sendou, mind if I join you?âÂ
Sendou peers up to see you standing in front of him, a friendly smile on your face as you point to the empty couch cushion next to him. Your voice is sweet like honey in his ears, though heâll admit any woman at this point would sound like honey in his ears. Still though, since your voice is familiar, it sounds more warm and inviting than Sendou thinks you intend it to be.Â
He shrugs nonchalantly and takes another sip of his beer. âSure, I donât care,â he slurs.Â
You smile and plop down on the couch next to him. Sendou can smell your perfume, itâs floral and light and intoxicating, but mixed with a musky spicy scent he assumes must be the remnants of your boyfriendâs cologne. Thereâs a slight sheen of sweat on your skin, no doubt from prancing around the party on Oliverâs arm like a trophy wife. Sendou doesnât blame OliverâŚif he had you, heâd probably do the same.Â
âEnjoyinâ the party?â You ask with a friendly grin as you nudge his shoulder with your own. Â
Sendou shrugs, but his shoulder feels hot at the slight contact. âYou go to one party youâve seen âem allâŚâ he mutters.Â
Sendou is shocked when you giggle.âWell, youâre in a foul mood. Whatâs up with you?â You ask him with a small smirk.Â
He takes another gulp of his beer and then looks at you, âHow the heck did Aiku bag a hottie like you so easily?â
You blink a few seconds in shock but quickly readjust and laugh. âWellâŚI wouldnât say it was easy but mostlyâŚif you wanna âbag a hottieâ you just gotta talk to a girl and be nice.âÂ
Sendou blinks at you, like youâve just given him the location to the holy grail. And then he frowns âI am nice to girls! I justâŚâ He pouts his lips and you shake your head and give him a pitiful grin.Â
He shakes his head. âIâve watched Aiku literally walk up to a woman and in seconds sheâs giving him his number. Why canât I be that skilled?âÂ
âWait⌠Oliver is still getting girlsâ numbers?â you ask, narrowing your eyes and finding him easily in the crowd across the party.Â
Sendouâs eyes widen, âNO! NotâŚI mean not since he became serious with you. I just mean likeâŚâ he trails off as he watches you stare across the party at Oliver.Â
Your expression softens at Sendouâs words, no doubt remembering how absolutely whipped Aiku is for you. As if on cue or as if he can feel you staring, he turns to look at you and playfully sticks his tongue out at you before returning to his conversation with Barou and the others. You giggle softly and stick your tongue back out at him but smile like youâve seen the sun for the first time in forever.Â
Sendou sighs loudly, âSee.. I want thatâŚâ he exhales. You turn your attention back to Sendou, tilting your head in confusion.Â
âYou want what?âÂ
Sendouâs eyes peer seriously into yours. He looks a little softer and more vulnerable than his usual cocky pretty boy smirk. He canât help but to scoot a bit closer to you, feeling like youâre magnetic. âI want a girl to look at me like how you look at AikuâŚâ he explains in a soft sheepish mutter.Â
You stare at him for a bit, your head still tilted as you study him. Your smile shifts into a smile of understanding as you place a gentle hand over Sendouâs on the couch.Â
âYou donât have to listen to me obviously⌠but if you showed more women this side instead of the womanizing dick persona you and Oliver are so good at putting on, women would be fawning over you nonstop.â You explain. Sendou gulps when he feels your hand on his. Your hand is warm and soft as you pat his hand gently. Â
âYou think?â he asks with genuine excitement. You nod and laugh.
âYes. A woman loves a guy whoâs in touch with his feelings and is honest. And itâs a big plus if you can make her laugh,â You reply, moving to ruffle his hair like heâs a kid. Usually heâd pull away from the childish action but Sendou finds he likes it when you touch him, even if it's platonic.
âYouâve still got time, Sendou. Youâre handsome, popular, talented, a jock, the whole package,â you say genuinely and Senodu is thankful for it. He smiles bashfully as his face begins to turn a cherry red.
âWoah hey, you canât just go around dropping compliments like that to everyone babe.âÂ
Aikuâs voice breaks through the moment as he stands in front of you and Sendou on the couch. His tone is playful but Sendou still gulps as if he did something he shouldnât have.Â
Thankfully, you giggle and pull him down on the couch next to you.Â
âWhy? Does Oliver Aiku get jealous?â âYou taunt him and he moves to try to blow a raspberry on your neck.Â
As if itâs routine, Aiku pulls you to sit in his lap comfortably, plopping a big wet kiss on your cheek as he wraps his arms around your waist and holds you closer to him. You roll your eyes but giggle as you wipe away the spit on your cheek and kiss the tip of his nose playfully.Â
Sendou watches the moment with envy as Aiku speaks up again.Â
âSo what were you two talking about hmm? Sendou fishing for compliments again? â he asks, chuckling.Â
âDonât tease him Ollie! Heâs looking for true love,â you reply, playfully hitting Oliver in the chest lightly.Â
Sendou scoffs, and turns away from the two of you. âGeez you donât have to rub it in,â he mutters, taking another spiteful sip of his beer.Â
Oliver chuckles again and ruffles Sendouâs hair the same as you did earlier. âAww come on Ace, donât be like that. Your woman is coming, ya just gotta be patient,â he says warmly.Â
You silently swoon as you hear Oliver encourage him. Sendou watches you slow blink at the side of Oliverâs face as he speaks, like a cat in love. He huffs again with envy.Â
âYeah well, sheâs taking too long. I wanna hold my own girl in my lap andâŚkiss her and stuff tooâŚâ Sendou pouts.Â
You laugh again heartily, âSo you want a woman that looks at you the way I look at Oliver and you want to kiss her the way Oliver kisses me. YannowâŚit kinda sounds like you just wanna be in a relationship with Oliver or I,â you say jokingly.Â
Thereâs a pregnant pause as your laugh dies down and everyone realizes what you just said.
Oliver looks at Sendou, who is sitting and trying to hide his blushing face. He turns to you and your eyes widen a bit and you clamp your mouth shut as if youâre regretting saying anything.Â
Oliverâs gaze shifts between you and Sendou a few times before he thankfully clears the tension with another hearty chuckle.Â
âHeh, who woulda thought. Our little Ace wants to be the third in a relationship,â Oliver replies with a sly grin.Â
Sendou sputters, âW..what? No! I didnât say that. SheââÂ
âEhh I wouldnât mind it,â you say, shrugging casually.
Sendou chokes on his spit and almost coughs up his lung. He expects Oliver to look upset but when his eyes meet his, heâs watching him carefully, like heâs not even shocked by what you just said.Â
Oliver instead gives Sendou a quick once over and turns back to you to give you a quick peck on the cheek again. âNeither would I. Could be interestingâŚâ he replies.Â
Both you and Oliver turn to look at Sendou now and he feels like a rabbit cornered by two hungry lions. He watches you tilt your head again and bite your lip and he almost chokes on his spit again. You two canât be serious. You must be pranking him, or youâre both too drunk to know what youâre saying to him right now. He gulps, not trusting his voice not to crack.Â
What does he say to that? Sendouâs never been with a man before but heâs spent years looking up to Aiku, wishing he could be just like him. Maybe studying him this closely would be beneficial, maybe heâd be able to learn how to get a girl like you all on his own. Sendou gulps again. And maybeâŚjust maybe Aiku would let him touch you too.
Sendou finds Oliverâs bi-colored gaze and finally he speaks.Â
how my dream foursome with some gachiakuta men would go:
arkha corvus would be the one to fuck you in the ass â he is the leader, after all, so it feels right. gris rubion is fine with this â there is something erotic in watching his boss stretch you apart with his thumbs, the tip of his cock sinking into you slowly as he smiles and grips the tender flesh of your ass.
enjin, however, almost pouts at the fact that he will not get to fuck you in the ass tonight â but his every complaint dies on his tongue as you suck on his cock, eyes teary and mouth full of him as you grip the bedsheets, body rocking back and forth.
âhow she feel, boss?â enjin asks, eyes trained on the way arkhaâs cock slips in and out of you with an ease that has you arching your back more and more. âtight?â
âyeah,â he replies, big hands squeezing your ass a little harder as he drills his cock deeper into you â balls slapping against you. thereâs a smile on his face, his words are cool and calm like a leaderâs: âyouâre really missing out, enjin.â
enjinâs smile is playful, his rings cool against the hot side of your face. he goes in deep â mean, jealous. âgris is the one whoâs really missing out.â
your eyes glaze to the side to watch your senior on the sofa â his cock is hard and thick and long and oozing precum as he watches your pleasure unfold. one of his hands lazily rubs up and down, the other fondles his balls. âdonât worry about me,â his smile is soft, almost caring. âiâll get her all cleaned up.â
umm smth about⌠sex with a character thatâs never been treated gently in their life. theyâre used to being roughed around and used and theyâre encouraging you to do the same because a little pain never scares them but youâre so alarmingly gentle in how you touch them⌠handling them like theyâre the most fragile thing on earth and taking your time to go slow and focus on making it feel really good and the vulnerability scares the shit out of them!
