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** Under the Covers**

It was not a horrible night, but to say it was easy would be lying. They were both busy with some bumbling, moronic gangsters that got a group together, acquired some weapons of various sorts, and decided that they could create mayhem on some unsuspecting streets. They smashed windshields, slashed tires, and spray painted brick walls with their so-called "gang sign" which was nothing more than an S overlapped with a W for their adorably macho gathering known as the "sidewinders." The majority of them were of the reptile genus, and their gang leader was, in fact, a snake.

As Richter and Hyper Hare stepped in, though, they had the brilliant strategy to try and take them on in twos and threes, instead of all at once. Even when Richter was in training to become a superhero, he had more trouble combatting his training partners. The only thing that troubled them was the size of the congregation. There had to have been about fifty of them, and all of them kept joining the fray. Hyper Hare, Kyra Burns, obviously took down her fair share. With her super strength, she was able to take them down three or four at a time. However, she had her limits, and she could not expend too much energy on just one of them.

The night was filled with punches, broken noses, and sprained wrists from disarming their opponents. They were almost overtaken with sheer numbers, but they emerged victorious. Without so much as a goodnight kiss, both of them hit their respective pillows, hard.

The morning was filled with aches and pains. The drive to get out of bed was at absolute zero, but that didn't matter, neither Adrian nor Kyra had anything they needed to do that day. Kyra was on her stomach, her rabbit ears draped over the pillow with her red locks along with them. Once in a while, she would lift her head, her eyes half opened. She looked left and right, but dropped down to her former position.

Adrian laid on his left side, very slowly rolling onto his back. The gray fox hadn't even bothered to take off his shirt, nor his socks, electing only to wear his boxers. His mask, trench coat, and boots were strewed out onto the floor in a semi-conscious effort to relieve himself of their confining tendency of weighing him down. Kyra's red metal platemail armor was tossed onto the floor in a similar manner, and she passed out in the buff.

"You want breakfast?" She muffled into the pillow, just audible enough for him to comprehend.

"Not really." He replied, scratching his chest, looking down to see he still had his torn shirt on. He thought about pulling it off, but never moved on the notion. "You hungry?"

"No." She said without hesitation. Kyra turned her head to face him, blowing a few strands of hair out of her face. "What do you want to do?"

"I'm doing it now." He smiled at her, and she returned his smile for a moment and closed her eyes again. With all of the strength she could muster, she turned over on her side toward him, revealing her amazing breasts. He put his hand on her arm and pulled himself closer to her. Her arm wrapped around his shoulder. The fox leaned over to the purple furred bunny and kissed her on the lips. Morning breath didn't bother either of them, nor did they care to get up and brush their teeth. He leaned his head back, and popped the back of his neck, giving a sigh of both relief and slight pain.

"We should probably get the car fixed today since we have nothing to do." Kyra said, her voice a little more conscious now. Despite her saying that, she lifted her leg up and wrapped it around his, her nose going to his chest, only to be met with a torn cloth. Her mouth rubbed against his gray chest fur, laying little soft kisses on it.

"Yeah, I'll get right on that." He grinned, causing her to chuckle with her lips on his fur.

"Oh, but my phone is on your side of the bed. I am waiting for a text from Katrina." She looked up at him, and he grunted in reply. With his eyes closed, he reached over to a tallish night stand, his fingers tapping the top surface until he felt her large smartphone on the edge of the corner, still connected to the charger. He picked it up and opened one eye to enter her passcode to unlock it. After a moment of scrolling through her notifications, he put it back down.

"Yeah, she said she's found her calling in Satan worship, and she can't do it today." His arm draped over her shoulder as he relaxed it.

"What?" Kyra raised an eyebrow at him. "Did she even message me?"

"It's six thirty in the morning, of course not." He gave a low chortle and she rolled her eyes.

"Silly boy." She went back to laying small kisses on his chest. She looked down his torso to see that he had quite the morning wood pitching a tent in his white boxer briefs. Kyra thought for a moment. "Well we have to do something."

"Tell you what. I'll gain you as a surrogate body, and you go do something. Once you're done, you can tell me all about it." His eyes suddenly opened as he felt her hand on his pulsing shaft. Through the thin fabric of his underoos, she started to massage it, looking up at him with a grin.

"I don't think this is your kind of thing to do." She grinned, pulling down the rim of his underwear and gripping the head of his hard on with her mouth. She delighted in hearing his breathing increase as she started to round his glans with her tongue. Her hand guided his boxer briefs downward as she took in more of his manhood in her mouth. Kyra moaned as she felt a twitch in his beautiful cock, her head starting to bob up and down on it. Adrian's fingers ran through her long, red hair, even giving it a small tug. It didn't take much, her fire seemed to ignite at that moment, and using the lube of her saliva, she began to jerk him with one hand. Her mouth followed her tugs closely, and once in a while she put her mouth over the head of his penis. As she sucked on one single point, her hand massaged his shaft in subtle twists. He groaned softly, and his meat sword began to twitch hard inside of her mouth. That was, until she pulled it out of her mouth and took her hands off of it. His eyes opened wide and gazed at her to see a devious grin spread across her lips.

"Awwww, is something wrong, dear?" For a moment, he could have sworn he witnessed a halo gleam above her head.

"Oh, you teasing bitch." He groaned, the sudden shock of blue balls ran rampant through his swollen dick. It had become a terribly fun game between them. Both of them had a mild competitive nature when it came to the bedroom, and the urge to jerk off all over her face and her tits was to be defeated if he hoped to win this challenge.

"I know." She lapped up the copious amounts of precum from the opening tip of his raging boner before she joined him at the head of the bed once more. "Why don't you try spousal abuse? Are your powers still working?"

"Well, for one thing, we're not married." He almost said "yet" but decided to keep that under wraps for the time being. "For another thing, you can pick up a semi truck and throw it ninety feet into the air. I've literally seen you do it."

"Yeah, well no one's perfect. With the way I almost ran out of energy last night, it looks like I'll need some time to recharge my battery." She recalled her punches losing their steam at around the twentieth gangster.

"I've actually been meaning to ask you, is there anyway you could contact that planet... what was it called... uuhh... Ranzat?" He said, looking at her as she nodded. "Yeah, could you go back there and find a faster way to recharge your core?"

"Uhhh no... that was kind of a one time thing. I don't have any idea if I'll ever see them again. They were humble, even somewhat welcoming to an extent, but I'm still not entirely sure they actually like Earthlings. We don't have the greatest reputation in other galaxies. Not to mention the process of putting the core in my body was so painful, I'd never want to go through something like that again." She said, her eyes turning toward the bed as she spoke, remembering the horrific, torturous procedure they did. It lasted hours, and there came a point where she wasn't even sure she would survive.

The purple rabbit felt his arms come around her, and hold her close. Kyra couldn't help but smile as she leaned her head on the silver fox's chest. They lied there in silence for a while, once in a while meeting their lips together, or him kissing along her very sensitive, long ears. She found herself leaning into her kisses, and felt a glorious shiver as she slightly bit the side of her rabbit ear.

"I love you." He whispered, causing her smile to grow. "I don't know if I tell you that enough."

"Every day for the past seven months, and the month before that, you were thinking it." She opened one eye at him and then both eyes as she was suddenly aware of what position she was in. His large cock was squeezed against her very moist, welcoming labia. She felt his wonderful girth as the shaft bared down hard against her. She couldn't help but let a moan escape her lips before he pressed into her with a kiss. Their little competition suddenly turned to his advantage in that moment. She had shown weakness and he was exploiting it for every single warm part of her body he could.

His hands ran around her side, and to her breast, rolling her onto her back as he began to lick hard on her areolas, one at a time. Her nipples became rigid, and ever so sensitive as he mauled them. Kyra felt as if someone else began to moan his name in her voice as her hands caressed his head, squeezing and rubbing his ears together. The bunny girl almost felt threatened by his sudden ferocity, but knew that she deserved every nibble and every bite, and she loved it.

"You animal!" She shouted, and he suddenly found his cock drenched in her juices as it continued to press harder into her wet, pleading pussy. The naked heroine began to imagine the taste of his cum, and her sex burned for it to fill her to the very brim.

"Say it." He said between licks, squeezing her gigantic tits together, rubbing her nipples with his teeth, flicking her nipples with the tip of his tongue.

"No! You can't make me! You sick fox!" Her endurance was holding on by a single thread, and her resistance was failing at its very foundation.

"Say it!" He growled as his cock began to rub its length against her clitoris, making her lay a fresh sheet of vaginal juice over his rod's length. The waves of pleasure it produced crumbled her defenses, and her legs twitched uncontrollably.

"Fuck you! Fuck me! Damnit, you son of a bi-- AAHH!!" She shouted in absolute bliss as his entire lengthy hard on invaded the void between her legs. Without even warming up, he started plowing her pussy like a jackhammer, emitting loud, wet smacking sounds that only enhanced the glee in her tight, pink flower. With every beat of their pelvises, she cried out. Even when he began to kiss her, and his tongue swabbed all inside her mouth, she moaned against his open mouth.

Adrian held her legs wide open as his balls slapped against the space between her vulva and her asshole. She came, and trembled at the unhalting pleasure that rippled through her system. Her cries peaked at a very high pitch and volume as his cock hammered through her orgasm, and caused yet another one.

"Oh God! You---I---came---you---aah!---fuck!" Is all she could say as the moment finally came. He stopped as his cock was all the way inside of her, and blasted a huge wad of cum into her cervix, overflowing it on the first one. With another large blob of semen, her pussy dripped white globs, and drooled as the third one pushed it even harder out of her pink tunnel. This heavy load of spunk forced her over the edge for a third orgasm. While it was not as intense as the first two consecutive climaxes, she started to gasp for air, her eyes droopy and her mouth wide open to get more oxygen faster. She felt his sweat drip down onto her boobs, and she couldn't help but smile up at him, her own sweat streamed down her face as well.

Kyra put her hand on Adrians cheek, and they breathed hard in the silence.

"Oh, God, Adrian, you win. Okay? You fucking-- win." She smiled at him, and he chuckled.

"That's, what, two against fifty?" They both gave tired, gasping laughs at this.

"Yeah, yeah it is." Neither of them actually kept score, and they were sure they'd had way more sex than that but none of that mattered. She still pouted as he pulled his glazed, softening penis from her raw, cream-filled sheathe. Kyra could never explain what that felt like. Her vagina felt so utterly complete with him inside of it, and to have it pulled out made her feel like she was, once again, hollow.

He collapsed beside her, and they both felt the air conditioner kick on, blowing chills against the dripping sweat all over their bodies.

"Oh, hey, check the phone, see if Katrina texted me." She looked over at him and smiled as he rolled his eyes. He rolled over and grabbed it from his nightstand and scrolled through her notifications once again.

"Hmmm, says here she's having her foot removed and becoming a villain, so she won't ever be able to do it, ever."

This caused her to facepalm. "I love you, you goof."