Fond Memories
#2 of Writing Group Challenge
I joined a writing group on telegram that has weekly writing prompts. This week the prompt is "It didn't seem like such a bad idea after a few drinks." The group can be found at https://t.me/joinchat/CPoeZhclggenrOEh0yYwvg . Had fun with this one, its a little over 1,000 words. This story is marked adult due to content that is alluded to.
Groaning, the rabbit rubbed his head, gently brushing his ears back. Slowly sitting up, a dull throb coursed through his body, seeming to originate from both his head and his rear. "What the hell happened last night?" He asked himself, rubbing his temple slightly, eyes squinting open, seeing the bright morning light coming in through the blinds. A cough caught his attention, looking in the direction it came from, he blinked, before squeaking, making sure the covers were fully covering himself. As he did so, his eye went wide. "Chrissy? What're you? Where am I? Whose bed is this?"
"Yes. My house. Again, my house, Austin's," the figure in the doorway, a wolfess, dressed in a blue blouse and a pair of jeans, answered.
"What?" the rabbit stammered. "But, what?"
"Do you remember anything that happened last night?" She asked, shaking her head as she stepped into the room, sitting on the end of the bed.
"Umm..." the rabbit mumbled as he rubbed his temple some more. Thinking, he said things as they came to mind. "Drinks. You got me to drink."
"And boy are you the lightest of light weights, Jack," Chrissy said, with a bark of laughter. Leaning in, she asks with a playful smirk, "Remember anything else?"
"That you're a jerk," he mumbled softly. Thinking quietly, trying to not make eye contact with the wolfess. As he thought, red spread along his snout and in the inside of his ears, growing brighter at the sound of her tail lazily thumping against the bed as it swayed. "You me and the girls talked. Got me a bit more outgoing, at least enough to give you a fashion show."
"All those form fitting outfits looked great on you," chuckling as she interjected. "Really showed off your assets." She winked, making sure to put extra emphasis on the ass of those assets.
"I don't know if I want to know what else happened," he groaned as he stretched out again, that dull throb making itself apparent.
"I mean, all we did after was chill and watch some bad romcoms."
"I don't believe you."
"Why is that?"
"Because I distinctively remember Nate, at some point."
"Go on," Chrissy said, that impish smirk growing, tail thumping a little faster.
"Did you?" Jack asked, voice quiet. "Did you set me up with your brother?" That question got her truly laughing, having to wipe tears out of her eyes as she quickly composed herself.
"No," the said softly. Taking a deep breath, her smirk became a genuine smile. "I might have given you a bit of a confidence boost. But you, ending up here was all you."
"Best friend, set me up with her brother."
"You've always told me how much you like him." She reached forward and gently rubbed between his ears. "All I did was tell you he has a soft spot for cute bunnies. I've never seen you so confident, in your, well I guess my, purple dress. Chest all puffed up, slight strut to your stumble."
"Can I get some water?"
"Of course," Chrissy said, quickly getting up and leaving Jack alone for a moment.
"There's no way I actually asked him." Jack thought out loud. Taking a deep breath, he focused, trying to remember the previous night. Slowly things started coming back to him. He remembered the fashion show, him trying out all sorts of girly outfits for Chrissy and the girls. Them settling down and making fun of bad movies. Eventually the girls leaving one by one, that's when the main event made itself known.
_He had gotten up to go to the bathroom. Figuring out how to relieve his bladder, while not messing up the dress, while tipsy proved itself quite the puzzle. When he'd finished and was heading back to the living room to join the wolfess as the last movie ended, movement and light from the kitchen caught his eye. In the kitchen, the large, black furred wolf grumbled to himself, getting himself a drink. Quickly scurrying to the living room, hoping he'd not been seen, he flopped onto the couch. _
_"What's the rush?" Chrissy asked. _
_"Nate nearly saw me." _
_"So? Don't you want him to see you?" _
_"Not like this." Jack gestured to himself. _
_"Why not?" _
_"Cause, it's embarrassing." _
_"Embarrassing being exactly what that wolf wants?" _
_"W..what?" He stammered back. Jumping a bit at the sound of the fridge being shut, before footsteps heading upstairs could be heard. _
_"Nate loves prey species." Chrissy said, while pulled Jack in close, serious look on her snout. "Especially the cutest bunny he knows, dressed in a lovely purple." _
_"Really?" Jack's voice timid, visibly shaking some. _
_"I promise." _
_The trip up the stairs was a bit fuzzy to him, the next thing that was clear was the door to Nate's room opening quickly, the large wolf, in just a pair of shorts looking down at the bunny, very confused. _
_"Jack?" _
_"Yea?" _
_"Are you in a dress?" _
_"Yup. And you're handsome, and I was wondering if you would like some company. You look like you could use some company." _
_The next thing he remembered was sitting next to the wolf on his bed, strong hands on his hips, warm breath washing over his face as they pressed in for a soft kiss. The door was closed, and locked, all their clothes forgotten all over the floor. Jack squeaked softly, feeling the wolf gently pressing him down onto his back. A gentle, caring smile contrasting Nate's intimidating figure as he moves over Jack. _
_"Are you sure?" Nate asked, leaning down to gently nuzzle him. "A knot is quite the task to take the first time, especially one my size." _
"Positive." A gentle, playful nip at the wolf's lips surprised the lupine. "As long as you're a cuddler. And a nibbler." A low deep growl emanated from the wolf.
"That, and more." A deep chuckle mixed with soft nibbles on Jack's ears, sent shivers down the rabbits spine. "Cuddling while tied is wonderful."
"I bet," Jack said, the idea of being tied for the first time
"Hey, you alright?" Chrissy's voice brought him out of his reverie.
"Yea." Blinking, he found himself laying back on the bed. Sitting up, he took the bottle of water being offered and took a gentle drink. She set his clothes on the bed.
"Good memories?"
"Yea. Though I'm nowhere near as smooth a talker as you made me sound to be."
"I mean, I didn't actually hear your guy's conversation." She smirks. "All I heard was things I really shouldn't have heard."
"Sorry," he squeaked, that bright flush quickly reappearing.
"Look," she paused for a moment. "If you and Nate become a thing. That stuff happens at your place." Patting him on the head softly. "Glad you finally got the courage to get some alone time with him." She says, leaving him alone. Glancing back as she steps through the doorway. "You know where the bathroom is, the shower's available." Quickly poking her head back in, smirking. "Also, you owe me a new dress."