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Hi

just a short explanation at the beginning about the title: This is the raunchy section I left out of #2 for story reasons but kept developing on and on in my head. Part 3 is almost done, so I swiftly wanted to publish this short side story before I finish the last pass on the main part. It just makes for a cleaner flow over all. Anyway. The first section of this story actually is the same dialogue within #2 as a short introduction, but with a shift in perspective. This sadly also means, that I couldn't fix the few flaws in their conversation without touching up the main story as well, but it's acceptable.

In any case, enjoy the ride, leave feedback what a terrible author I am, whatever you like and I hope to see you around again.

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She had prepared for this, had thought about every sentence, every detail, but now he was late. Food was getting cold and it all would be wasted. Oh, she should never have believed he would show up, a stunning predator like him, almost twice her age. How could he ever…

The doorbell. It really was the doorbell. Ellie hastily straightened her skirt and swiftly made her way to the entrance, feeling her heart pick up speed and indeed; there he was. “Uh… hi. I… come in and… make yourself comfortable, I don’t know,” she heard herself mutter the moment she had opened the door; she just couldn’t stop herself. Composure, Ellie, composure. “Thank you for the invitation,” the leopard responded as he entered; just in a disappointingly plain t-shirt and jeans. “You’re late. I thought you wouldn’t come anymore,” she explained while fixing the last kinks in her outfit, then she looked back at him when he chuckled softly, “I might be a terrible colleague, but reliable at the very least. But I’m glad you waited. You-” Now came the most difficult part; he had seen the preparations. Well, not the most difficult, but he surely was used to more luxury than… this. Maybe it was a touch too many petals and candles cramped in her living room? “Yeah, I kinda got carried away, but I like it. Do… you?” She felt heat shoot up in her head when he made the first step inside, so bloody careful as if everything was was made of porcelain.

“It’s… lovely,” he eventually concluded with a suspicious undertone, “a peculiar extent for a coffee nonetheless, don’t you think?” “Maybe,” Ellie responded with as much confidence as she could bring up right now and waved him to his seat. Damn it, this wasn’t going as intended, “but what if it wasn’t just a coffee?” Now this was bad, how he scanned her with this astute curiosity, realisation that she had… bent the goal of this date a little. But she just had to play it cool it would all work in her favour. It simply had to. “I mean… I prepared something. Something… s-supper; just in case you… I don’t know.” And there was the confidence gone, damn it. Was that a good sign that his tail twitched like this? “Colour me surprised then, Ms. Ta-… Ellie. However I can’t quite shake off the feeling that there’s a little more at play here,” he smiled and absently scratched a trail through decoration while she took a seat in front of him. Her ear itched horribly, but there was nothing she could do about it, so she just blinked the urge away and straightened her back, “I don’t know what you mean. Should I bring it in? Only if you… Are you hungry?” “Under one condition,” he suddenly stated and stopped her with a wink before she even had a chance to stand up. If he weren’t so majestic and… scary she would have kicked him out for this, but for now, he just continued in this deep grumbling voice that sent pleasurable shivers down her spine, “You stop this act, breathe for a bit, and finally are yourself for the rest of the evening. Otherwise I am out of here; immediately.” An act? Wait… no no no, he couldn’t just leave, not now, not… “I like you, Ellie, I really do, but I neither want to be deceived, nor do I want to do it to you. So… could you do that? For the sake of the pleasant evening you promised.”

The tricoloured rabbit faltered for a second, then nodded and rose from her seat. She indeed needed to breathe, now. How glad she was when she had left the room and shut the door behind herself. In mere seconds, Ellie’s throat closed up until it hurt, the first few buttons of her blouse helped and she would have torn it off immediately to get the heat out, but then she remembered that she had a waiting guest next door. At least the perfume covered up some of the sweat, so she closed up her blouse again and finally turned towards the pot that she had been preparing for the last hour and a half. This strange smell of predator food did something deep inside of her; it neither tasted nor looked like flesh in any way, but it didn’t lose this… peculiarity. Worst of all: she had no idea in the slightest how to prepare it properly. Another deep breath had to pass before she managed to get her thoughts back together and picked up the first pot. He offered to help when she returned from the kitchen, but the bunny refused; how fucking pathetic would it be if she couldn’t manage as much on her own? “Wow, I… this is a tiny bit more than just ‘supper’, but thanks for the trouble, as unexpected as it might be,” he commented once she finally had brought it all over, a strange amusement written all over his face. “I mean, I have no idea about the amounts… you… eat,” she replied and went to fetch two plates from a cupboard nearby, immediately followed by her newest purchase: a huge, serrated knife for his cutlet; about three times the size of her largest one. But he was a tall feline after all and… if this could help to win him over, it was well worth the price, “I couldn’t… I had no idea what recipe to choose, heck, I had no idea how it’s even supposed to look like. So please… I hope that it’s somewhat… edible,” she explained and blushed when she noticed his stare at the tool as it was placed in front of him. Even sitting as relaxed as now, he could easily look her into the eyes, these dark blue pools piercing deep into her soul, making her heart flutter and-

“Calm down, my goodness. I… you did more than I would have ever anticipated. You’d help me a lot if you just sat down and stopped trying to impress me. Again: it’s really not necessary.” He didn’t like it. Wrong recipe. ‘You’re a fucking idiot. Should’ve asked another feline on it,’ she grumbled under her crackling facade while she added, “So you don’t want it? I-I can look for something else.” “Never said that. I definitely have to give it a try after all, but I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about,” he laughed delightfully while arranging her dishes for her invitingly, “come on, you’re a magnificent host, but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy yourself.” Luckily, the rest of the meal went by better for her, besides a short incident with a particularly nasty piece of potato. He even turned out quite the comedian at times, intelligent but also careful and flattering. Damn it, she could get lost in this voice. Mood toppled though when at some point he bared his fangs in a heartfelt grin, but a particularly clingy piece of his meal hung from his teeth. It looked both frightening and disgusting at the same time, how it just… She averted her look and heard him mutter something, couldn’t stand watching, but when his paw lay in front of her again, the shimmering claws drawn, she felt her heart pause for a second, a warm flood rushing all the way though to her face and sparking a desire she had not felt in a long time. The claws; the most beautiful part of the felines; how these creatures could be both soft and deadly by sheer choice. “I beg your pardon, I shouldn’t have-” “Would you draw them… again?” Ellie interrupted without even thinking as she reached out to grasp after the retreating ivory steel. Just one more second…

“OK? I… is something wrong?” he giggled softly or whatever, she was way too messed up right now to judge. Finally, the weapons re-emerged; the keratin surface feeling warm, hard and sharp, contrary to those wonderfully soft paws of his. The way they tickled her skin, always threatening to pierce through… She could have played with them all evening if he hadn’t pulled it away all the sudden, “alright, I think it’s about time for me to head home.” Whatever followed went entirely past her. Within seconds he was in the hallway. If she didn’t know any better, he seemed scared, upset, furious, whatever. All that mattered was that her leopard, her first and last chance to ever win him was leaving “Wait! Please, I’m sorry,” Ellie finally called and rushed after him, hardly able to keep up with the big cat double her size, “I never meant to-” “I’m not as ignorant as to fail to grasp where you’re heading with this,” Seth snarled and turned around in fury, deep disappointment dripping from his eyes, “You have an unusual interest in me, or possibly in big cats in general, OK, but what you seek I simply cannot agree to.”

Now he was unfair. Yes, he had told her that he had no interest, sure, she had burnt herself once, but she wanted him, not everyone. Sure, all felines had this elegant allure, this… confidence, he was different though, approachable and soft. It was more than just a weird kink, why couldn’t he see that? “Is it wrong though? Is it wrong what I feel for you?” she finally screamed, too afraid to face him, but she did notice the short shake in his figure when it burst through her entire flat. After a painfully long silence, he eventually replied a little warmer, “it’s not wrong, it’s you. It’s just that… I don’t think it’s wise to even head down this path, for we might not return as we hope for.” How fucking philosophical. The bunny stayed silent for a second, reaching forth and feeling his toned chest through his t-shirt heave while her own breath came ragged, pain ravaging her heart and ceasing most of her thoughts. “I-I… It doesn’t even have to last, just… am I the issue?” she eventually asked and looked up into this stubborn feline’s eyes for him to at least know what he did here, “if I were taller, stronger? Prettier?” ‘Or maybe not as fat to begin with,’ she thought in painful realisation. Of course, she had invited him under false circumstances, well fuck, she might have gone too far, but this just wasn’t fair.

She felt the first tears trickle down her cheeks when his paw cupped half of her face at once and he knelt down to her. The allure to kiss him grew all the stronger now that he was so close, but he pushed back intently, “if you promise to keep tonight an exception, we can have all the possibilities to opportunistically enjoy the evening. In the end, we’re just colleagues, alright?” The bunny finally looked up into his arch smile and nodded as much as it hurt her, but there just was no other option. He had made up his mind and now, if only for a night, she could call herself his, give in to this burning desire and forget about the world in her leopard’s arms.

Ellie leaned forwards, this time unhindered and welcome as she pressed her lips to his, took in his raw aroma. It was so different than she had imagined, sharp fangs waiting when she flicked out her tongue to taste him. Even in her wildest dreams, he had never been this much bigger, but it was perfect. His whiskers tickled her face when he moved in to lap at her cheek with his broad tongue, sending an electric shudder down her spine. It stole her breath with ease and she tried to open her eyes again, but another firestorm kept them shut. “W-wait a second… please,” she finally managed to mutter before he could turn her into a blissful puddle. He stopped indeed, only for his look to turn amused. Seth’s paw briefly ran over her cheek when he stood up, “isn’t this what you wanted?” “It… it is, just… could we not start in the… hallway?” “Oh, we could start in the hallway, then move on to the living room on this comfortable couch of yours and spend the entire night having many… delightful… conversations about politics, the job and life in general.” The leopard just grinned at her frustrated huff and headed back to the living room, softly dragging her along on her ears. Although she knew that there was nothing beneath that spotted surface, it felt so devilishly real when he guided her to the couch like his property, dutifully ignoring the sweet tears threatening to break their way out. “So… what’s your opinion on the current economical reforms,” he smiled and crammed himself on her couch. Crammed wasn’t even a fitting description for how little he fit on it, adjusting his position multiple times before deciding to sit down on the floor instead and padding the spot right to his shoulder for her to take a seat. Eliie’s heart picked up speed when she obligated, but lay down instead behind his head, starting to play with his whiskers as he looked up at her. “I personally find the tax adjustments a little unfair for-” “If I hear you rambling just a second about economics again,“ she grumbled and took a good hold of the sensitive hairs, “I will plug one of these for every syllable. Now get up here.”

He finally looked somewhat impressed as he rolled up on the couch as requested. They shifted around a little, he had took a moment to rearrange and for him to regain his balance, but eventually she ended up comfortably curled up on his broad chest. Content moments passed before Ellie reached down to her knees to fumble with the hem of his shirt. It was a little difficult to shift her weight around to get the garment up, but it was worth it for every piece of his soft fur came into contact with her body lit up another fire until she was laying across his bare chest, the shirt tugged over her head while she bathed his toned chest with kisses. After a moment, she felt him grip it to remove it entirely, then started running his huge paws over her back until careful fingers slipped under her skirt and possessively squeezed her ample rump, tickled her cotton tail and traced the edges of her panties to keep the inferno inside of her lit. Soon the restricting skirt was pushed down and tossed away. His paw latched onto her knee and she was ready to be straddled, but he paused all the sudden, “I suppose you want me to take control from here?”

“Y-yes… please, b-but what….?” she mumbled before feeling him turn her around, dragging this enticing chest of his out of her muzzle’s reach and all she could do was watch his fingers gingerly unbutton her blouse. She desperately tried to slow him down, give her a moment to relish in the atmosphere, however he just pulled it up further until her arms were trapped above her head. “Prey has no right to disagree,” he growled, then moved on to her bra, teasing her breasts underneath to coax a first, lusty moan from her, “unless you want to apologise for your audacity from earlier.” She whimpered another time as he simply tore the black, ornated cloth up and over her head without even touching the intended clasp on her back, but instead just brutally ripping it open. His blunt roughness hurt, how those wonderful claws pinched her throat now, but she expected nothing less from someone like him. “I-I’m sorry about giving you orders… I will n-never do it again.” “Good little bunny,” he snarled, then intently reached between her legs, playing with her womanhood through her panties and started nibbling on her ear, “now hold still while I cut you up.”

The rest of her self control was blown to pieces when the first padded finger dipped inside with a wet sound and another one moved in to spread her entrance. A few seconds passed while he just held her like this and let her tremble under his touch before she cried out, “of fuck, go on already. I-” “No orders!” he growled, but suddenly pushed deeper until his palm closed down against her crotch. Her blissful groan was immediately cut off when he pressed her muzzle shut. “And at least beg for mercy with your last breath.” Regardless what her response would have been, it was lost in pleasure as her leopard started pumping in and out for her while the other paw ravaged her body and teased every part it came across, prodded everywhere she had put on a little weight until it had locked onto her plump breasts and squeezed them to his liking. “So much rabbit for me to devour,” he panted with increasing effort, dragging out the experience when he lowered his speed and instead focussed on applying pressure on her clitoris. “Sorry. Ffuuuuck, Oh you’re… perfect. I’m…” “Right just as you are. Now you’ll have to trust me.” Just when the pressure was soon to peak, he extracted his fingers from her. “Just don’t stop now,” Ellie begged and was about to continue herself before noticing her helpless position with her arms fixed in her clothes. She had no time to complain however as he grabbed her neck and rump and lifted her off his chest.

Before she even realised, he had turned her around and pressed her face down on his stomach. “Now lift that ass of yours or I will have to chew down my way from your feet. A long, bloody process I can tell you.” The rabbit felt her body tremble uncontrollably when she rose on all fours as ordered and hesitantly presented her still clothed but soaked behind to him. “You d-don’t have to, r-really,” she muttered when he pulled her panties back against his muzzle and started lapping at the black cloth. “Oh shut up already,” he growled and swatted her to silence, then ripped the remainders of her clothing down. Ellie felt his breath run eagerly over her exposed folds, twitched under the sudden, wet chill before he moved in and bit down. His teeth fixed her in place while his tongue dove deep into her, sending a huge spike of pleasure up and she had to trust his tight grip not to drop off him. Being as vulnerable and helpless to him, it didn’t take the leopard long to get her going until she moaned and cried again. From her position, she could spot excitement grow in his pants as well, but it was so far… so terribly far away. Then, another sensation emerged from back there, a brazen claw playing with her other opening. She wanted to get him off there, it wasn’t right that he used this weakness against her, she couldn’t form a coherent sentence however and just sunk onto him while he went down on her, at some point two of his skilled fingers invading her most private parts, even surpassing the pleasure her abused soft spot shot through her figure.

Finally her body gave in, her walls compressing around both intruders as it gave her the last, merciful push over the edge. It shut Ellie’s eyes and when she finally managed to catch a breath, she noticed she smell of sweat and their mutual excitement flood the room, the spot she laid feeling dampened from her body’s heat. A final kiss was placed on her rear lips before Seth ruffled her ears and pulled her upright before she collapsed onto her side, blissfully twitching in the afterglow and shamelessly dripping onto him. Eventually her breath had steadied, her thoughts having regained some structure, she rolled off him and stood up to stretch a little. “Well, how do you… want me,” she muttered when walking up to his head and look in those beautiful pools of blue. They blinked just briefly before he replied, “what do you mean? I had my feast, I’m sated for now.” “No, you’re not,” she declared when she peeked back between his legs, then hesitantly moved closer to unfasten the belt, “Y-you can’t-” “Before you move on,” the leopard suddenly stated and sat up, then smiled archly when reaching around her again, “stuff yourself back there. I know you are in possession of such.“ Ellie’s blood rushed up in her head and dampened her hearing as he placed a digit back between her butt cheeks. “Preparation for later.” “I d-don’t know what-” “Of course you do. You enjoyed this way too much not to dabble in it from time to time.” She had to give up lying the moment his gentle touch coaxed another pleasant shudder forth, so she just nodded briefly, then rushed next door to her… special drawer. Of course she had a toy for that. Bloody hell, how could he know… but if he really wanted to see this side of her, he would see all of it. It was just a night after all.

Minutes later, she obediently emerged once again, the silicon item Seth had requested at its destined place, inhibiting her walk just a little, but also some ropes which earned her a curious stare from the leopard, “wasn’t your blouse enough already? Does my bunny want me to play with her?” “Oh these,” she smirked while her heart almost thumped out of her chest and she did everything not to return to the submissive, nervous rabbit that screamed to break out of her at the sight of such a beautiful feline, “these are for… you.” “I see,” he replied and if she didn’t know better, there was also a peculiar uncertainty in his voice now, “but what do-” “Shut up, kitty,” she ordered, grabbed for his ear and pulled him off the couch, letting him slam onto the carpet. It was generous of how easily played along or else her mind would have cracked from the act. Laying there on his stomach, he almost seemed vulnerable if it wasn’t for his arch smile and him wiggling his wrists behind his back. “S-so eager to please,” she grinned when placing a foot on the spotted back, “And n-now… hold still.” She needed three tries with her shaking paws before the first knot was in place. Wrapping the rest of it was way easier, but once it was in done, it looked terribly sloppy. She had imagined it so often; it had always seemed so easy… All the sudden, he shook her off against the couch, somehow brought his feet under him and he managed to stumble a few steps before she could react and throw herself on his back to bring him to fall. She had to admit though, this fall was genuine. He really hit the ground from a little more than two metres height, falling flatly in the gap between the chairs and the cupboard. After a moment of silence, she wondered whether he really was hurt until he grunted and rolled onto his back, “You’re really serious about this, aren’t you?”

“N-now… shut up already,” Ellie scoffed and sat on his belly to open his jeans. She had been waiting for this for so long and now this pesky feline wouldn’t stop her. Her thumbs hugged under the hem and slowly pushed it downwards alongside his underwear, his erection springing free almost immediately although she had to admit, that she had hoped to see him a little more excited. The rabbit continued nonetheless until the garments were around his knees before pulling his belt close again, making sure he got a good look on her backside while she was at it, particularly at the green button wedged between her rear cheeks. It was so embarrassing, but so hot at the same time, especially when he started playfully licking his razor sharp teeth and growling from the depth from his throat; a wiild beast, bound for her pleasure.

His growl only deepened as she took hold of his manhood, but it felt strange. She… just couldn’t bring up the determination he had shown. Looking over to the leopard, he had definitely noticed her hesitation judging by the warm look that snug into his act. No, her shame was no good excuse to let him down, whether he actually had expectations or not. Ellie felt herself blush at the idea, heard Seth stop his growl to raise his voice when a switch flicked in her head and she just went for it, diving down and embracing as much of his length at once as her mouth allowed for. It tasted… unexpected, slightly unpleasant in fact, but she had more pressing issues when her throat protested and she had to release him immediately. Coughing heavily, she heard the leopard’s heartfelt laughter. It wasn’t spiteful, definitely not snide, it was devastating though. “As I know you’ll insist, I’d suggest,” he started, then lowered his voice to an encouraging whisper, “to breathe. Helps to not tense up as much.” “Didn’t k-know you were an expert, k-kitty.” “One should always know how to treat their assets,” he beamed back, then placed his head back on the ground, “Now stop it already; my arms are growing sore. You won’t get anywhere with this either way.” Now that hit hard. Shame burnt its way through her and she retreated while her cheeks grew hot. With moistening eyes however, the rabbit suddenly noticed that this pleasant growl had returned somewhere in the middle of the last sentences. This nasty thing was playing with her again.

“Prey has n-no… right to disagree,” she muttered while awkwardly tightening her grip around his length and as her leopard’s body trembled in restrained anger, she went at him again. After all, this kitty could do nothing to stop her. At the first snatchy bobs it felt pointless, more embarrassing how her tongue ran along the soft skin and dragged it with it, eventually though, the vibration of Seth’s body shifted. Her heart excitedly jumped up in her throat when the first huff escaped his muzzle, “you’re a terrible little… oh… thing, aren’t you? This is your last warn-” He couldn’t finish the sentence as another pleased hum shook his body. Ellie felt his arms shift under his weight until he remembered his state and he had to stop. Fuck, why did it make her proud? How could she be that proud about sucking someone’s dick to their liking? It meant nothing, it merely- “Ellie, you might…” Seth suddenly moaned, “you know.” Of course. Oh god, she had almost forgotten. According to the videos, it was up to her now to decide how to… accept it. Or not at all, fuck, what did he expect now? No, no, her choice, she was in charge right now and- A pulse ran through his shaft, through his entire body in fact, when something warm hit her throat. More out of instinct, she swallowed, if a little uncontrollably around something as… present with her eyes widening. After the first one, she just kept going. There was nothing to do about it anyway. Finally it ceased however, freeing her of her task and he breathed in again, his chest rising and falling in happy pants.

“Well, how… was… I?” she heard herself mutter and immediately regretted the statement, trying to wipe it from her memory as well as everything else around it. It stuck to her like, no, not this like of thought. “Should I give you a grade now? ‘How does Miss Ellie Tarson rank within the vast conquests of mine when it comes to giving me-’” “Alright, alright, gosh. Too much information,” the rabbit interrupted and pulled on her ears in the dim hope of the pain clearing her thoughts a little. In the end it didn’t matter when he set her world spinning by merely speaking up again, “Hey, I’m just messing with you. Come on, you want to show this pesky leopard of yours who’s the boss, then go ahead and don’t worry about expectations or opinions. Or untie me and we do something else entirely, just decide for something.” “No, I…” Ellie started while her cheeks lit on fire and she cautiously moved up his body, “I think I can manage. Now…”

Something inside of her took a deep sigh before she continued surprisingly confidently, “shut up and show me your gratitude.” Without further hesitation, the rabbit went further up his chest and knelt in front of his head, pressing her nethers against his muzzle, “One lap and then you’ll remove your little friend back there.” Seth grinned a little about her sudden confidence, but obediently ran his tongue over her folds anyway, slow enough to make her shudder under the both rough and sweet treatment. This greedy cat would even have tried again and she had almost given in, but there were rules to follow, so she pulled away in time and rather positioned herself above his head so that he could get a good look at her precarious situation with the green plug snugly stuffed up her behind. “P-pull it out,” she ordered, her voice crackling slightly when he gave her a confused glance. “I would, if you removed the-” “Use your… f-fangs. Now!” Had she pushed his limits there? The way Seth looked at her for a second… this was no act, this was him out of words. He had been so indulgent, but this… Nonetheless, after a few of her admittedly racing heartbeats later, Seth huffed his hot breath against her wet folds and patiently pressed his muzzle between her cheeks to breath there for a moment, well aware what it did to her. “Hurry u-up, my prey,” the tricoloured rabbit demanded as her body ran hot with little to do to force him to proceed.

Then suddenly, the leopard retracted his lips, resting those beautiful fangs against her fur and with a certain indignation closed them around the flat end of his target, just briefly scratching along the rim’s skin. Anticipation brought Ellie but to the verge of a heart attack until another deep growl erupted from his throat, accidentally sending a tingling eruption up her spine, before he yanked his head back with one fell swoop. Everything along the way protested against the sudden departure and Ellie had to brace herself not to tip over from the sudden sting and drag downwards. This short moment of inattention however was enough for the predator. It dropped the toy, lunged upwards again and closed its jaw around her thigh. Until she had realised what it had done, the leopard had tightened its grip and pulled, destabilising her enough to fall back onto his chest, her leg still trapped in its jaw where it courteously yet determinedly reminded her of what those fangs were actually meant to do. “Ouch, you beast,” she moaned half in pain, half in delight and when she finally was allowed to retract her leg, both sides showed a slightly red crescent with two bloody points where its cuspids had dug through the skin. Another throaty rumble shook the room when it looked at her with its blue eyes and shook off a few droplets of lubricant that had dropped onto its muzzle in the process. Ellie’s pulse halted at the feral sight before she remembered the wonderful character behind the facade.

He was a naughty cat nonetheless and deserved it to be uncomfortable from time to time too. Oh, she would enjoy herself on his expense without a care in the world. Smiling archly she scuttled back to his lower portion, then took hold of his length as tightly as her paws managed and put the regrown erection upwards. “So you like to bite. Well, I’m afraid we’ll have to tame that out of you,” she taunted, then lowered her behind until his tip touched the sufficiently prepared entrance. Just a tiny trail of doubt remained when Ellie relaxed her legs a little and let gravity work. Centimetre by centimetre, the feline shaft sank into her, each accompanied by an uncomfortable but heavenly stretch launching a brunt of desire until her legs trembled and her descent even quickened up. By the time she almost hovered above his crotch, the pain got unbearable and not even the mind-numbing ecstasy could shield her from the stinging information that the plug had definitely not been sufficient. Seth on the other end had only closed his eyes from the tension with his head lying on the floor as if he was asleep if not for the pleased groan he emitted. Moving back up, she felt herself pulled down by the sheer drag it meant, feeling all the better when she let herself sink down again to the limit.

Her body was ablaze and she couldn’t restrain a loud whimper when her leopard filled her once again. Nothing had ever come close to this; it hurt in all the right ways and she wasn’t even finished. On the next drop, it became even easier and she felt her breasts jiggle a little. So much pleasure, so much more to experience. Faster and faster she rode her prey until finally she felt her butt crush deftly into his spotted hips while his length pressed painfully deep in her body, but it was worth it. The climax threw her off her balance while she gave in to the devilish urge to rub herself, to squeeze her breasts, anything to drive her crazy over it. She didn’t care for the blissful pants that came from Seth right now. He saw her losing it all, but this didn’t matter in the slightest right now. Another one, again. Before the first wave had dissipated, she was already bouncing up and down again, trembling in excitement and probably sounding like a dying whale, but it was just perfect. Ellie’s breathing became laboured, her ears twitched uncontrollably and she just had to keep going. The next peak was soon to come, first a mild ache in her backside, only a minute later a firestorm that ceased her throat and when she finally dropped onto his crotch again, it pushed her over the edge again. Spasm after spasm shook the rabbit’s every muscle and clenched around the fingers buried deep in her pussy while her vision blurred for a final time and she sank against Seth knees he had apparently put up for her. “Ooooh… F.ffuck… Seh,” she whimpered while the sea slowly calmed again and she regained at least some control of her body again. Still her muscles were trembling as the rabbit flopped down on the living pillow in front of her.

With weak arms, she pulled herself off his length to rest her head on his toned chest, feeling him nibble on her ear’s tips. “Hey… no… biting,” Ellie happily panted once his teeth tickled the surface and when he replied, she could hear the vibration in his chest, “Although you genuinely would deserve the pain a little from how long I had to endure this position.” Ellie chuckled at first, deemed it another joke of their little game, however then she felt the strange strain in his shoulders, despite laying on his back- Bloody hell, he didn’t lay on his back with his arms still tied. Every thrust… “Sorry. Oh god, I’m so sorry, I totally forgot-” “No it’s alright, but when you’re done… taming me, I would surely relish a little movement again. Your parquet is not exactly the bedding of my choice.”

Half an hour later, they indeed laid more comfortable. He smelled pleasant when he’d taken a shower and the slightly damp fur flooded her bedroom with both his odour and her shampoo’s. Nonetheless it was a little unnerving how his lower legs hung from the foot of the bed and he still had to bend a little to avoid the headboard. The leopard’s chest heaved under his slow breaths and she could hear his heart pace at about half her frequency with her tugged close to his chest. A moment of pleasant silence passed while he carefully tickled her back with his claws before she spoke again, “You know… for a moment, I really did believe it was real. I seriously believed you felt something for me.” Strangely it didn’t sting to say that. It was obvious what he felt despite the marvellous act. “Thank you though. For indulging me on this one.”

“How can you claim that I don’t like you?” he suddenly grumbled, however shook his head before she could respond, “I’m here after all am I not?” “Because you took pity in this sex hungry, petty bunny who has a meaningless crush on you.” “Neither did I take pity in you nor are you petty in your hope. We had a wonderful evening and even if we feel differently about it, it’s a memory we share. And I’m glad that you are the one to share it with.” Ellie nodded her understanding for he would never get her acceptance, but Seth had made up his mind and she had no right to challenge him here. They laid there for some time, enjoying each others presence until her next question rose, “what was it then? Why endure this entirety if you feel otherwise?” The leopard thought for a minute, then suddenly curled up around her, pulling her back to his belly with his strong paws and engulfing her whole in his heavenly presence. “Because I wanted this, I selfishly took the risk of hurting either of us,” he said, “I wanted someone to be happy again because of me. And it’s your feelings for me… I took advantage of you. The usual experiences, usual people, usual places… Joy should at least occasionally surpass the obvious, but it never did for a long time now.” Ellie’s heart made a sudden jump at that statement; realisation burning a trail through her body while the warm mass around her closed in even tighter. “I… had no idea, b-but I don’t care. I mean… it’s not like I didn’t get my share… out of it,” she muttered and pressed back against Seth. How could it even help in the first place if her presence didn’t mean anything to him, but he just hummed softly as he placed his arm almost protectively around her.

While he his breaths steadied and his body weight down just a little more, Ellie felt the soft pull of slumber slowly taking control, dragging her into the sweet realm of dreams; safe in her leopard’s arms.