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"Aw, a sexfight? No, I think we should just go with the sex part, don't you?"

Roody remembers those words as if they were a far-off dream. What follows for the raccoon is a wave of multiple vignettes of pleasure, sweeping him from his confidence. He tries to think back--to think back to a time where he wasn't having the time of his life with this velvety-voiced rabbit-woman.

"Come on," she says, wiggling her butt as she rests her hands against a stool for support. "This is a sex competition, so let's have sex."

He can't argue with that. He hooks his padded furry finger under Cottontail's clothing, pulling it to the side and showing off her moist pinkness.

"That's really good," he says, his voice hazy. "Nothing like what I get back home," he says, running his red raccoon cock up along that slit, pushing through.

Cottontail moans, closing her eyes, arching her back, throwing her head back. Her ears twitch, and she lets out that loud and long coo, the sound trailing melodiously into Roody's ears.

As soon as he hears that, he pushes forward, slashing deep into her, letting her tight body take him.

"Mmm, yeah, that's a good raccoon," she sighs, squeezing the barstool. She backs up against Roody, their two bodies slapping together.

Panting from both the animalistic male and the animal-themed female fills their little corner of the cosmos. Their exertions echo off of the acoustic-heightening walls and returning to their twitching ears to feed even more into their sounds of delight.

It isn't long before Roody's voice gets higher, more tensed and strained. Cottontail pulls herself away, letting his cock slip out, shooting off onto the back of her legs and onto the floor.

Before he can figure out what is going on, Cottontail has spun around, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her leg around his waist, pulling him in, inserting him back into herself. Her eyes flutter, her breath comes heavy, and she moans in her want, no need. "Roody..." she gasps. "C... come inside... me...."

Roody's dick gets rock hard, and he thrusts forward, knocking the stool side in their stumbling motion until Cottontail hits the wall. He growls, grunting as he fills her from the front this time, one hand holding her shoulder, the other lifting her leg and gripping her butt. He's a machine, pumping into her, jackhammering the rabbit, who squirms and sighs under the loud plapping of his eager attentions.

"Yeah, oh fuck... Roody, the great Trash king, My King!" Her calls spur him on. Roody thrusts up deep into her, groaning again, coughing and gasping as he fires off into her, his dick throbbing with equal parts desire and exhaustion.

"W... woo..." he sighs, pulling himself back, the semen spilling out between the two. "That was..."

Cottontail falls to the floor, leaning in front of him, laying on her elbows, chin in her hands. She lifts her butt into the air and wiggles it.

"W... what...?" Roody just stares at the hypnotic movement. "N... no, you can't still be...?

"Please..." Cottontail whines. "I need it."

Roody's cock begs him to go on but also to stop. His refractory period should have kicked in by now, but it hasn't... is it because of Cottontail's insistence? Does her voice actually have some kind of power over him?

Before she realizes it, he's on his knees, looming over her. His fluffy yet muscled body pins her down as he slams into her again and again, grunting and rutting as he reaches around, grabbing her tits with his paws. He grits his teeth, growling, desiring her like the animal he is, and yet his heartbeats quicken, and his breaths get heavier and heavier.

Slams of raccoon cock plapping against bunny pussy echo throughout their battlefield, her cries and gasps getting louder and more desperate the closer that Cottontail gets to her own release. Between broken breaths of pure delight, she cries out to him: "Roody, aah, my king, you're... so... so virile and, aoooh, its o, deep and Nnngh rough!"

Roody's eyes roll back, and his muscles tense up as the trash king lets out his own groans of delight, his cock unable to hold back the fountain of cum. He pulls back, shotgunning spooge all over her stomach and crotch. He gets to his knees, panting, wiping his forehead. "Ooh... oh, I hadn't had that much fun in a long, long time..." he says, taking a deep breath to enjoy the scent of his conquest in the air.

"Oh... you're not done, are you?" comes the sultry voice from beneath him.

Roody blinks, staring in wide-eyed disbelief at the woman getting up to her knees to face him eye-to-eye.

"Because, I'm just getting started," she continues, with a purr in her voice.

Hands go onto the raccoon's shoulders and then push him back. "Stay down," she commands.

He obeys.

"Get hard for me."

Roody closes his eyes, wrapping his fingers around his tired cock. He strokes it as she hovers over him, chuckling through smirking lips.

"That's really good. You're getting ready for me to take you again, aren't you? Well, that's lovely because I want you to stop touching yourself."

He complies.

"And now," she continues, her voice breathy," I want you to hold your hand around your cock, but don't touch! Squeeze your fingers gently, but if you touch, you have to tell me."

"O... Ohkay...'

"More... still good?"

"Y... yeah..."

"More"

"F... fuck, so close"

"You're not touching, are you?"

"No, Miss..."

"No, what?"

"Mis... Miss Cottontail?"

"If you can hold out this whole time without coming again, I'll let you win."

"Fu...FUCK!"

"Aw... look at that," she coos, finger pressing against the tip, flicking up the oozing jizz that seeps out from his next wave of ejaculation. "You're so good at following directions, except in the one that would keep you from losing. Let's play again sometime." She giggles and walks away.

Roody blinks, looking around, feeling his heartbeat wildly. "W... wait... what the fuck?"