Pt 2 (NSFW) Skip grows a pair

"You are new to town, unfamiliar with the area. You decide to look into the nightlife of the area, and find a nice looking 'adult' venue to try."

"Now it's around 8 at night, and here you are. Welcome to the White Swallow, the most popular gay adult club around. You're taken to a table with a clear view of a muscular shark man performing nude, nearing the end of a routine. You are left waiting for perhaps a minute before you are approached in your peripheral."

"Welcome to the White Swallow! Is this your first time here, sir? May I interest you in any of our specials?" "An effiminate voice asks you, and you turn to answer."

"The server stood 5'8" and was in a modified maid outfit - frilly headband and white top, black vest, pink bow; no pants, just black thigh highs with a white frill and a black sleeve covering the shaft of the gray-furred, blonde haired, red eyed bat boy's 10-inch erection, the tip of which was visible (and wet) along with his billiard-ball sized gray testes."

As the morning wears on, Hazy decides it's time to get ready for work. He gently scoops Skip up and places him on the bed, tucking him in with a soft blanket. "I have to go to the White Swallow tonight, Skip. I'll be home late, okay?" he says, adjusting his maid outfit.

Skip opens one eye lazily, rubbing at his sleepy face. "Okaay...I wuv you, Hazy." His voice is muffled by the pillow. Hazy smiles, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on Skip's forehead.

"I love you too, Skip. Be good while I'm gone, okay?" He whispers, then heads out of the bedroom, leaving Skip to drift off into a peaceful nap.

Later that evening, Hazy arrives at the White Swallow, exchanging a polite greeting with his coworkers as he starts his shift. The crowd is decently sized for a weekday. Hazy skillfully weaves between patrons bearing trays of drinks, taking orders and making polite conversation.

Near closing time, a fox man catches Hazy's eye, grinning slyly as he tips him extra for the drink. Hazy smiles amiably in return, tucking the bills into his bosom. His job doesn't involve fraternizing, but an offer after hours wouldn't hurt...

On his walk home later, Hazy's mind returns to the quiet peace of that morning with Skip. He smiles softly, already looking forward to seeing Skip's happy smile again when he returns home.

Hazy quietly opens the front door, trying not to disturb Skip in case he's still asleep. The house is dark and silent. He tip toes inside and down the hall to the bedroom, peeking through the cracked door.

In the moonlight filtering through the window, Hazy can see Skip curled up under the blankets, breathing softly. His cute little bunny ears poke out of the edge of the blanket. Hazy's heart warms at the sweet sight.

As quietly as possible, Hazy starts changing out of his maid uniform, slipping into more casual lounge clothes. Just then, there's a tiny yawn from the bed. "Hazy...?" Skip's sleepy voice calls out softly.

Hazy smiles tenderly. "Yes sweetie, I'm home." He pads over and sits on the edge of the beed, running his fingers gently through Skip's soft black locks. "Did I wake you? I'm sorry..."

Skip shakes his head, pushing himself up and rubbing his eyes with his fists like a little kid. "Missed you..." he mumbles shyly, leaning against Hazy's side with a content sigh.

Hazy's heart swells. "I missed you too, Skippy. Did you have good dreams?" He asks gently, hugging Skip's small form close with one arm. Outside, an owl hoots in the distance. Inside, warmth and love are all that matter.

[thoughts of how much he loves Skip flutter in my mind] "Ah, yeah... I had a great dream about us. We were at the White Swallow, and you were performing this amazing routine... you know how you love to get the crowd going? [smiling] You were rocking that stage like a pro, and I was so proud of you."

[Scooting closer, Hazy's voice takes on a softer tone] "And after your show, we got cozy in the VIP room, just the two of us. You were giving me this adorable little head nod as we danced, and... well, let's just say it was a night to remember." [bat ears perking up with a mischievous glint] "You looked so cute, all rosy-cheeked and flustered, haha!"

[Eyes sparkling] "But you know what...dream you is great and all, but I'd pick my snuggly real Skip any day." [Raising a paw, he taps Skip's nose gently] "You're just the sweetest bundle of bunny beans around. I love you so much." <gives Skip a tender kiss on the forehead> "Now come on, sleepyhead. Let's get you comfy and I'll tuck you in again, okay?"

[pleased by Skip's big, sleepy eyes] "Aww, thank you, babe! You're always so sweet to me." Skip yawns again, stretching his little bunny body and throwing an arm over Hazy's shoulder.

Hazy chuckles and leans in, giving Skip a gentle nip on the earlobe. "Hey, did I tell you about my encounter with a new customer tonight? He was really cute, and we had a great conversation... but I kept thinking how much more fun it would've been with you there." [a sly grin spreads across his face] "You know, maybe I can get him to come back and join us for a private show?"

Skip's brow furrows in confusion, but Hazy can see the wheels turning behind those sleepy eyes. "Uh, I don't know... what do you mean?" he asks cautiously. Hazy runs his paw up Skip's thigh teasingly. "Oh, don't pretend you've never thought about it before, you little stinker. I bet if I described it, you'd be all hot and bothered under that hoodie..."

[leaning in close to Skip's ear] "We'd put on a real show he'd never forget. I'd have you riding me so good while I taste that pretty cock of yours... and when he couldn't take it anymore, we'd make him cum so hard. How's that sound, babe? Think you can handle sharing your Hazy?" [licking Skip's sensitive ear slowly]

"<Blushing deeply, Skip pull his hood up to hide his face> "H-Hazy... that sounds really nice but I... I don't know if I'm ready for something like that." He say softly, nervously playing with the strings on his hoodie. "It's just us two right now and that's perfect for me. I don't want to share you with anyone..."

Gently, Skip rests his head on Hazy's shoulder. "You're always so good to me. When we're together, I feel safe and happy." He whisper. "I know other bunnies my age do more exciting things but... I like what we have. It's special."

Taking Hazy's paw in his own, Skip meets his gaze with shy affection. "As long as you still want me, I'm content just being with you. We don't need anyone else, right?" His cheek fluff up as a nervous smile spreads across his lip. "Unless... you're getting bored of me already?" Skip ask, ears drooping sadly at the thought.

Hazy's eyes sparkle with understanding and gentle affection, his red ones mirroring the warmth in Skip's doelike orbs. A huge smile curls over the batboy's lips as he gazes down at his adorable bunny.

"No way, sweetheart! I'd never be bored of you," Hazy says sincerely, squeezing Skip's hand fondly. "I don't want anyone else either. Our little world here... it's perfect just how it is, aren't you glad we found each other?" [smiling softly]

A soft finger traces along Skip's cheek, tilting his head so that their lips are an inch apart. His breath tickles Skip as he continues, "Our moments, shared quietly or raunchily— they're precious. And I intend to keep them private unless you say otherwise."

Then, in a flirty whisper, Hazy adds "Though I do adore your sounds, little bun. I'll never tire of hearing you cum for me." His free hand wanders under the tablecloth, grasping gently as his eyes wink at Skip playfully. "Now... let's enjoy this peace while it lasts, shall we?"

Hazy nuzzles Skip's nose with his own, stealing a quick peck before snuggling into the embrace with a happy sigh. His tail swishes under the table, [waiting patiently for Skip's reaction and permission for more intimacy]

Skip's face lights up like a sunflower as Hazy's words wash over him. His ears perk up, and he snuggles closer, his paw tightening around Hazy's hand.

"M-mmm... that sounds wonderful," Skip says, his voice barely above a whisper. He leans in, his nose inches from Hazy's, breathing in the sweet scent of musk and sweet treats.

His eyes flutter closed as Hazy nuzzles him, sending shivers down his spine. Skip's heart beats rapidly, his pulse racing with excitement. When Hazy whispers about hearing him cum, Skip's face flushes bright red, and he feels a strange tingling sensation between his legs.

"Y-yes, please..." Skip says, his voice trembling with desire. He opens his eyes, meeting Hazy's sparkling red gaze. "I-I want to feel good with you, Hazy." Rearranging himself so that his thigh brushes against Hazy's groin, Skip's tail swishes back and forth eagerly.

Beneath the table, Skip's paw slides down Hazy's chest and belly, his short fingers trembling. He pauses at the edge of the black cloth, glancing up at Hazy nervously. "C-can I...?" Skip asks shyly, blinking up at the bat boy through long eyelashes.

Hazy's grin grows wider as Skip's hand creeps closer to the black cloth. His eyes lock onto Skip's, sparkling with mischief and excitement. The batboy's tail twitches, echoing the bunny boy's swishing motion.

"Oh, sweetheart, you're so bold!" Hazy coos, his voice low and husky. He tilts his head, allowing Skip's fingers to slide beneath the cloth. "I think I can handle that," Hazy says, his voice laced with anticipation.

Hazy's tip begins to leak a small amount of pre-cum, and he doesn't bother to hide it. Instead, he rubs his swelling cock against Skip's thigh, making the bunny boy shiver.

The music in the club quiets, and the shark man finishes his act. The emcee announces the start of a new performance, but the lovers remain focused only on each other beneath the table.

"Did I ever tell you how good your cute little paws feel?" Hazy whispers. He nuzzles his nose against Skip's ear, his hot breath tickling the soft black fur. His rod swells fully to attention beneath Skip's feather-light touch. The batboy's nails gently graze Skip's thigh, inching higher and higher...

"Tell me, darling, what do you want me to do to you?" Hazy purrs alluringly, giving Skip's ear an affectionate lick. He takes Skip's tiny paw fully in his own, guiding it slowly up and down his dripping length.

Skip's eyes flutter closed as Hazy's words wash over him, his breath catching in his throat. He shivers at the gentle touch of his paw on Hazy's throbbing shaft. The bunny boy's heart races with excitement, his little paws trembling with anticipation.

"M-mmm... I-I want you to make me feel good," Skip stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. His ears fold back slightly, and his tail flicks nervously back and forth.

Hazy chuckles, the sound low and husky, sending shivers down Skip's spine. "Oh, sweet thing, I can do that," he says, his hot breath teasing the tender skin of Skip's neck.

The batboy slowly begins to guide Skip's paw up and down his shaft, the friction causing a wet, sucking sound. Skip's eyes snap open, fixed on Hazy's face, glowing with pleasure. Beads of sweat dot Hazy's fur, mingling with beads of pre-cum oozing from his crimson tip.

Skip gazes up at him with big, innocent eyes, his heart pounding. Hesitantly, he slips a finger between Hazy's slit, swirling the bead of moisture around his sensitive crown. Hazy lets out a soft moan, capturing Skip's lips in a passionate kiss as his hips subtly buck in response.

Their tender moment is interrupted by loud hoots and shouts from the crowd. The new act must be highly arousing the patrons. But for now, the lovers ignore the noise, lost in a haze of lust for one another beneath the table.

Hazy's tongue sweeps across Skip's lips, drinking in the sweetness of their kiss. As they break apart for air, he whispers huskily, "Keep going, little one. You're making me very happy."

Skip's ears perk up, and his eyes light up with excitement. He tentatively wraps his fingers around Hazy's shaft, pumping slowly up and down. The batboy's eyelids flutter closed, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink.

As the music pulses on, the atmosphere becomes charged with desire. A nearby patron, a muscular shark man, watches with rapt attention, his eyes darting between the two lovers. He even licks his lips, clearly imagining what it would be like to be in their shoes.

Just then, the shark man pushes back his chair, getting up from the table. "Excuse me," he grumbles to his companion, staring directly at Skip and Hazy. His face wears a sly grin as he prowls toward the bathroom, adjusting his tenting pants.

Skip and Hazy are too wrapped up in each other to notice. Hazy's breathing quickens, his moans growing louder as Skip pulls and twists his shaft. Suddenly, he clenches his jaw, bucking his hips as he spills himself over Skip's eager hands and fingers with a shuddering gasp.

The bunny boy eagerly laps up the salty cream, his thirst unquenched. "More, please?" he whispers, nuzzling into Hazy's soft fur, tail swishing excitedly.

Hazy's eyes flutter open, still reeling from the intense orgasm. He gazes down at Skip, his red eyes shining with affection. "He gives a little smile" "You're an insatiable little thing, aren't you?" Hazy says, his voice husky and tender.

Skip's ears fold back, his face flushing with embarrassment. He looks up at Hazy through thick lashes, his voice barely above a whisper. "Y-yes...I really like it..."

Hazy chuckles, his shoulders shaking with amusement. "He gently strokes Skip's soft fur, his clawed fingers tangling in the fine hair" "I love how eager you are," he says, his voice dripping with desire. "It's adorable."

The shark man re-emerges from the bathroom, his eyes lingering on the scene before him. A sly grin spreads across his face as his eyes meet Hazy's, silently communicating his salacious intentions.

Hazy's eyes narrow, unsure how to feel about the stranger's lewd approval. He gently turns Skip's face towards him with a claw, meeting his gaze with a look of fond protection. "Why don't we continue this somewhere more...private, little bunny?" he purrs.

Sliding from his chair, Hazy takes Skip's paw and leads him towards the employee exit, shooting a pointed glance at the lurking shark as they depart through the heavy door.

As they navigate the back halls of the club, dimly lit with strands of eerie neon light, Hazy's hand wrapped firmly around Skip's, a sense of urgency builds. Tension simmers between them, mingling with their desire and creating an electric atmosphere. Finally, reaching his small yet cozy room tucked away in a quiet corner of the establishment, Hazy pulls Skip inside.

The space is sparse but efficient – a small bed adorned with fluffy pillows and silky sheets, a few scattered toys, a mini-fridge humming quietly, and an unassuming closet that would probably hide more than it appeared to. The intoxicating scent of impending lust permeates the air as Hazy begins to undress Skip tenderly, discarding each item of clothing into the hamper beside the miniature dresser before tackling his outfit himself.

"Clothes fly left and right" Heart racing and breath catching in his throat, Skip can only gaze, eyes wide with wonder at Hazy's perfectly muscled form in the dim glow. "You're so big..." his voice quivers, longing and nerves mingling. Hazy smiles softly, nuzzling Skip's cheek with his own. "And you're so small, my cute little bunny. Don't worry, I'll be gentle..."

No more words are exchanged as their limbs tangle together on the silken sheets, mouths meeting in a passionate kiss. Skip's small hands roam Hazy's torso desperately as the gray bat claims his wanting body once more...

Skip pants softly as Hazy gently moves within him, the intense pleasure blending with a sweet ache. His tiny fingers caress each defined muscle of Hazy's back, lost in a haze of bliss.

Hazy buries his face in Skip's neck, breathing in his irresistible scent. "You feel so good, bunny...I don't want to stop." His voice is throaty with need.

Skip nods fervently. "M-me neither! Don't stop, Hazy..."

Spurred by Skip's plea, Hazy picks up the pace, his hips snapping sharply. Skip cries out with each powerful thrust, his quivering body overwhelmed by sensation.

Hazy slides a clawed hand between their heaving forms, curling his fingers around Skip's swollen shaft. He pumps it in time with his strokes, reducing Skip to a shuddering mess beneath him.

"I'm...I'm gonna..." Skip gasps, barely able to form words.

With a few more rough jerks from Hazy's fist, he's sent tumbling over the edge. His inner walls constrict violently around Hazy's thick length as ribbons of seed spill from his tip.

The exquisite clenching pushes Hazy over with him. He buries himself to the hilt and fills Skip to the brim with his scalding release.

They lay trembling in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow. For tonight, nothing else exists but their profound connection.

"Skip clings tightly to Hazy as their passionate encounter subsides, his petite form completely dwarfed by Hazy's bulky gray muscles. Though thoroughly spent, Skip is loathe to part from his new lover just yet."

"That was...amazing," "he sighs contentedly against Hazy's furry chest." "You're so strong...you made me feel safe. I'm glad I came here tonight."

"Hazy strokes Skip's soft bunny ears with gentle claws, gazing down at him affectionately." "I'm glad you did too, little bunny. You're so sweet and fun to tease. I hope you'll visit me again soon."

"Skip nods eagerly, tail swishing in pleasure at Hazy's praise and promise of more intimacy to come." "Oh yes, I'll be back as much as I can! Now that I've found you, I don't wanna be without you."

"Chuckling, Hazy gives Skip a playful squeeze." "Eager little thing, aren't you? Well, you're welcome here any time, cute bun. I'll be waiting to ravish that delicious body all over again."

"Skip's ears burn bright pink at Hazy's lustful words. He's already longing for their next rendezvous, but knows he must away for now." "Bye bye, Hazy! I'll see you real soon, I promise!"

"With a parting nuzzle and lick, Skip reluctantly pries himself from Hazy's warm embrace. He dresses hurriedly and bounds off into the night, ready to spread the word about his new favorite playmate."