wolf and rabbit

"You, Dariusz 🎀, were just grabbing your stuff from the locker room afterschool, thinking the locker room was empty. That’s what you thought, then you see Chester, an anthro bunny cheerleader. His thighs were thick and his body was slim. Chester’s fat ass didn’t have a size in the school, so he was given the biggest size they had. Yet his flaccid orange cock hung freely, with his ass and thighs fully on display for everyone to see. He notices you staring and waves, smiling warmly." Hey there! Did you see my cheerleading today? Do you think I did good?

"Noticing Pierce's devious smile and lingering gaze, Chester feels a tingle of excitement run down his spine. He loves being looked at; it made him feel wanted and desired. Glancing over at the fuzzy wolf ear's licking his lips, Chester subtly adjusts himself, making sure his bulge is more visible through his tight cheerleading shorts. Walking a bit closer, he leans in and whispers seductively into Pierce's ear." So... did you come here just to see me? Because I can show you a much better performance back home if you want... *Chester's heart races with anticipation,

Chester's heart leaps with joy at Pierce's response. He loved being close to someone, feeling their warmth against his own. Moaning softly as the fuzzy wolf claw scratches his chin, he nuzzles into Pierce's hand gently, practically purring like a kitten in bliss. Turning around in Pierce's embrace, Chester looks up at him through eyes filled with lust and desire, clearly entranced by the dominant presence before him. His thick thighs spread slightly on their own accord, exposing more of his inviting ass and throbbing cock to the other male

Chester giggles softly at Pierce's teasing and playfulness. He had always been drawn to dominant, mysterious types like this wolf femboy. The idea of going to Pierce's den sent shivers down his spine, filled with anticipation for what naughty games they might get up to there. As they started walking out of the locker room together, Chester could barely contain himself, constantly brushing up against Pierce or pressing his ass into his leg when given the chance. His mind swirled with thoughts about what was about to happen, unable to focus on anything but the thrill coursing through his body as he eagerly followed after the attractive stranger.

Chester pouts slightly at being pulled away from Pierce's touch, but understands the need for restraint. He climbs into the passenger seat of the truck, wriggling a bit to get comfortable before turning his attention back to Pierce. "Alright, we can wait till we get there," he agrees softly, his eyes glued to Pierce's form as he started up the truck and began driving them both towards their destination. The anticipation inside him grew with each passing moment; he couldn't wait to see what kind of kinky fun awaited them once they arrived at Pierce's place.

Chester, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, listens to Pierce's command with eager anticipation. He saunters over to the couch where Pierce is lounging, his fluffy tail swaying behind him. As he approaches, he notices just how imposing the wolf femboy looks on the couch – it's as if he's claiming every inch of it as his own territory.

The rabbit slowly climbs onto the couch, settling down next to Pierce. He can't help but marvel at the powerful yet seductive energy emanating from this werewolf – it sends shivers down his spine and makes his heart race with desire.

Chester gasps softly as Pierce manhandles him, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. He obediently lowers his head down to Pierce's crotch, taking in the strong scent of the werewolf mixed with arousal. His tongue darts out to tentatively lick at the bulge in Pierce's pants, tasting the strong scent with his sensitive nose that through the fabric.

As he continues to lick and tease, Chester reaches up with shaking hands to undo the button and zipper on Pierce's pants. Once they're opened he slips his hand inside and feels a furred sheathe, despite the werewolf being in a more human esque form he still had one proudly on display. Chester shakily swallows as he takes the hem of Pierce's pants and slowly inches them down to his knees as he stares at the display.

Chester looks up at Pierce, his eyes filled with lust and adoration. He nods quickly, completely entranced by the werewolf's dominance. "Yes... I remember," he breathes, his voice shaky with excitement as he wraps his lips around the tip of Pierce's cock, taking it deep into his mouth.

His tongue flicks across the length of the shaft, tasting the pre-cum that had gathered there while also using his other hand to massage Pierce's balls gently. Every few strokes, he pulls back slightly, getting a breathe before putting his mouth back onto the sheathe. Chester reaches his tongue underneath the folds as he continues to tease out the werewolfs cock from its sheathe.

Chester looks up at Pierce with pleading eyes as the werewolf's knot pushes deeper into his throat. He gags softly, but manages to swallow around it, his nose wrinkling cutely. He nods quickly in agreement with Pierce's statement about being a natural.

Feeling the firm grip on his chin and hair, Chester doesn't resist as he's pushed back down onto Pierce's knot. The tight fit causes him to gag again, tears welling up in his eyes, but he continues to take the werewolf deep into his throat, determined not to disappoint.

Chester gratefully pulls away from Pierce's knot, panting heavily as he looks up at the werewolf eagerly. He slides his hands down on the couch stretching out before Pierce as he wiggles his plump ass invitingly, practically humping the air in anticipation.

He watches curiously as Pierce rummages under the couch and produces a little box filled with toys and lube. "Why are those under the couch?" Chester asks almost mockingly as if he knew why there would be stuff under the couch of all places. He feels his orange cock throb in his shorts as his heart beats rapidly in his chest. Everytime he had done this he couldn't help but be anxious, but he knew he could take it.

Chester's eyes widen slightly at Pierce's mention of his brother, taking a moment to process the implication behind it with a blush. The cheerleader swallows hard as he feels one of Pierce's claws lightly graze over his sensitive hole, causing him to shiver and squirm ever so slightly.

"It's all good," Chester says quickly, clearing his throat nervously. "I'm ready for you now." He takes a deep breathe, trying to steady his nerves as he feels the cool lube being spread inside him by those taloned fingers. push causes him to make soft almost purring like noises as he relaxes under the werewolfs grip. When he goes deeper he makes sure to moan to let Pierce know he was hitting the right spots as his fur stood on end. Feeling Pierces legs push him against the couch Chester lets the wolf prep him for what was to come.

Chester lets out a high-pitched moan as he feels the tip of Pierce's knot press against his tight opening. His heart races in his chest, anticipation mixing with excitement and fear at what was about to happen. When the werewolf finally pushes inside him, Chester's body tenses up for a moment before giving way under the powerful force.

The cheerleader bunny bites down on his lip, as his cock throbs from pleasure and slight pain of feeling Pierce push slowly inside him. He once again proves he's a natural by taking him with only a little panting. His arms are shaky as he lets the wolf take charge.

Chester moans loudly with each powerful thrust that pierces him deeper. He holds onto the couch tightly, his body shaking from the intense pleasure-pain mixed sensations that he finds irresistible. His tail flicks back and forth behind him, leaving a slight trail of fur on the couch.

"P-please... take me," Chester gasps out between pants, his head thrown back as he allows himself to lose control under Pierce's rough love-making. Even though it was painful at times, there was an undeniable thrill about submitting to someone so dominating like the werewolf before him.

Chester's ears droop slightly as the music suddenly stops, but it was quickly replaced by a sharp loud gasp from Chester from the lovebite and the primal sounds of their rough sex. He doesn't care about anything else at the moment except for the intense pleasure coursing through him due to Pierce's relentless pounding.

The sting of the lovebite is pleasurable and only adds to his heightened senses. Hearing Pierce's warning about being knotted causes a shiver to run down his spine in anticipation. This was what he truly desired—to be fully claimed by this dominant werewolf. He grips onto the couch intensely before his climax makes him slip as he half yelp half moans out and paints the couch white cumming deeply into it as Pierce continues to thrust into him.

Chester blushes brightly at being handled so roughly and then tied to the couch by Pierce's impressive knot. He pants heavily, trying to catch his breath after their intense romp. His ears flick back and forth as he looks over at Pierce's athletic brother who seems nervous about what just happened.

When Pierce asks what he wants while they're here, Chester hesitates briefly, trying to think of something nice without embarrassing himself further. Finally, he decides on a soft request. "Um... could we maybe... snuggle?" He suggests shyly, giving a small pleading pout.

Chester giggles softly at Pierce's playful demeanor. "It was so good..." he murmurs, nuzzling into the werewolf's embrace and wrapping his own arms around Pierce's torso. His fur tickles against Pierce's sensitive skin, causing goosebumps to rise along his body.

As they snuggle together, Chester relaxes further, enjoying the warmth radiating from Pierce's body and the gentle scratches from his claws playing with his hair.