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"Ugh, how long is this gonna take?" Rocket groaned as he watched the lagomorph continue tinkering with one of their smaller ships. It got damaged on their latest mission and was in need of quick repairs before their next bounty mission.

It would go by faster if you actually helped," Blackjack said. He had straightened out one of the bent wings and now he was moving on the damaged internal parts. With a bit of straining, the blue bunny had pried a panel free, exposing the workload that was waiting for him. Luckily, it didn't look too bad. That made him feel a bit better, but it could only go so far with Rocket grumbling in the background.

The raccoon was bored out of his mind and he wanted something to do, but he was not content on helping out either. Whereas Blackjack enjoyed tinkering and fixing up their things, Rocket saw it as nothing more than a chore. But nothing else interested him at the moment. What the raccoon really wanted to do was get back out, going on more bounty hunts and earning more money.

While he was there, Blackjack asked Rocket to hand him a few tools and they were scattered around the spacious garage. They were found and still complaining to himself, he gave them off to the bunny, who used them to fix up the ship more and more.

The inner workings underneath the panel were fixed and it was reattached. Halfway there. Wiping the sweat from his brow and checking over the other side, Blackjack found another spot that needed to be fixed, it was lower down the craft's body and required him to pull up an even larger panel. This one posed more of a challenge, displaying fried and severed wires, some needed to be reconnected and others replaced entirely.

"Hand me the blue toolbox." They were full of wires for such a purpose. Taking a deep breath, the lagomorph got busy taking out the completely unsalvageable wires and reached into the box to find the proper replacements. While doing this, he was leaning down low to reach inside of the panel, leaving him on his knees with his backside lifted in the air.

Rocket was close by with his arms crossed when his eyes drifted on the working bunny. That's when he caught sight of his hips and prominent hindquarters gently swaying back and forth as he worked. Tilting his head a bit and flicking his ears, the raccoon kept his eyes on it. Though it was covered by the bunny's usual suit, it wasn't hard to imagine what was underneath.

He no longer grumbled or complained, rather he watched the bunny do his thing, keeping his eyes on the fluffy tail and the perfect curvature underneath. He even chuckled to himself when Blackjack made a mistake. While the bunny huffed, his puffball tail was flicking rapidly. Something about that excited the raccoon just a bit. And that was enough to remind him of what they did just the other night...

The hardest part had been done. The wires had been replaced and all that he had to do now was replace the ones that were severed. He reached for the first one, but he felt something on him, and he jumped a bit before he heard the chuckle of the raccoon.

"Relax, it's just me."

Blackjack rolled his eyes and went back to what he was doing, but it was now hard to focus with the pair of paws that were now touching and slowly rubbing at his hips. It felt nice, but the blue bunny told himself to focus. He went back to connecting the wires and made some progress, reconnecting the first, but there was more touching as the paws reached back beyond his hips and directly onto his ass. More circular rubs were drifting up to the tail and gliding back down. He bit back a shudder and moan that threatened to rise from his throat.

Rocket knew exactly what he was doing and where to touch the bunny. And even though Blackjack tried to play it cool, the raccoon knew that it was teasing him and distracting him from what he was doing.

"Rocket..."

"What? I'm not even doing anything."

With a smirk, the raccoon reached lower until he was between the bunny's legs. Rubbing his fingers forwards, there was the clear feeling of something hard. And the moment he touched it, Blackjack clenched his teeth and shuddered, getting a bit of pleasure from having his sheath touched. The tip of his length was already peeking from the soft, blue pouch.

"C-cut it out."

"Don't act like you don't like it."

This time the other bounty hunter chuckled. He said nothing, instead letting his body speak for itself. While still reaching down low, the bunny spread his legs and gave Rocket the room he needed to do whatever he wanted.

And the raccoon was quick to take advantage. He lowered his own body as he kept his eyes on the bunny. He longer kept his gaze on just the swaying backside, rather he was looking Blackjack all over, reaching at the other bounty hunter with his paws.

First, he started with the legs, pressing his paws to them. Saying nothing, his brown paws wrapped around the left one, drifting up and down slowly. They drifted all the way up to the thighs and trailed back down.

Blackjack was still working hard, doing his best to reattach the wires. His mind was drifting a bit, focusing on the touching along his leg. Rocket's paws were warm and his touch was soft and light, clearly just enough to tease him.

His right leg was then being touched. The smooth touch of those paws were again rubbing up and down. This time Rocket was reaching a little high, and Blackjack reminded himself to focus. But it was not as easy as he thought it would be. One paw stayed on his thigh while the other was drifting higher and higher.

His right hip was now being groped softly, clearly feeling the curvature of the lagomorph's backside.

Rocket was enjoying just touching the bunny for now. Though his fur was covered, he could practically feel the soft, blue fur underneath. His left paw was brought up and caressed the other side of Blackjack's hips. He rubbed them both slowly, making large circles with his paws, using his claws to apply a bit of pressure.

For a moment he was sure that he could hear a sound come from Blackjack. But it was only for a moment. Maybe it was just in his wandering mind? His paws were trailing back down, sailing over the smooth suit and rubbing the firm legs up and down. He couldn't get enough of feeling them, they were strong and under all the soft fur he could feel the muscles underneath, not very thick but there all the same.

On the receiving end, the bunny attached another wire. It took longer than it should have, but it was difficult even holding them when his body was experiencing so many tingles that ran up and down his spine, they never ceased as Rocket was moving from body part to body part, drifting his fingers over his hips again, clearly trying to rile him up. And it was working...

Slowly, the pair of paws drifted over his backside, making him shiver. Slow rubs were given to his covered butt, in wide circles that caressed each cheek, even giving them small squeezes.

He could hear the bunny make another small noise that fueled him to keep going. With a sly grin on his face, Rocket rubbed a bit harder, pressing his palms to the soft-furred cheeks. The wide circles became smaller and smaller as the paws drifted closer and closer to the center.

Another shudder and sound came from the bunny as he felt those hands taking hold of his cheeks, spreading them apart just a bit. And following was a sudden press at his hole.

"Mmph..." Blackjack couldn't hold back the noise, flicking his cottontail in excitement.

In response, the raccoon just chuckled, now knowing how to get his shipmate's attention. He teased the hole again, not looking to penetrate, but to simply press. The suit covering the bunny was so thin, with each soft press, he could feel the soft hole twitching in time with the little shivers that raced through the rest of Blackjack's body.

It was clear enough to feel that Blackjack was getting excited from the touches, his face was still hidden and the raccoon could not see the bunny blushing and biting his lip. He had finished reattaching the wires and fixing the ship, but he said nothing, letting Rocket touch his backside as much as he wanted.

Rocket touched two thumbs to the hole and milked another moan from the bunny. The legs were spreading wider, leaving him with a lot of room to touch more. But all the touching had excited the raccoon, evident by the rising and tenting in the front of his suit.

A shuddery breath came from himself as his cock started to throb and grind against the fabric of the suit. Before he even realized it, the raccoon was bringing his body closer to the bunny's.

Rocket had a feeling that Blackjack was done, but he said nothing as their bodies came together. His paws were now gripping those slightly wide hips, holding them steady as his own lower body worked against his partner's.

Blackjack felt the sudden paws on his back but what really made him feel warm and excited was the hardness that poked underneath his tail, grinding back and forth. The concealed prick started to rub up and down against the covered hole, putting some pressure with the motions, clearly trying to gain some pleasure from this.

Holding the bunny closer, squeezing his hips and thighs, Rocket started to hump Blackjack's ass, making small grunts from the pleasure that came. His body continued moving, bumping and grinding his cock into the soft, covered rump, sliding the shaft over the flexing hole that he could almost feel as if they were nude.

Blackjack let himself make a sound of excitement, wiggling his hips. He heard a hiss come from the raccoon and a throb of the shaft that was nestled between his cheeks. His tail made another wiggle while he gripped the panel's interior harder, keeping himself in place. Rocket's humps were getting harder and so were the noises coming from him.

The pleasure Rocket was receiving from simply bumping against Blackjack's ass was more than he was expecting. And as he rocked his body back and forth a bit more, the raccoon grit his teeth as another hard throb and leak of precum alerted him to an incoming climax.

But he was not ready to reach his limits just yet. His humping ceased, but he continued to trace his hands over the bunny's body, squeezing at his sides and thighs.

"Too much for you, stripe-butt?"

"Hehe. You should take it as a compliment, goggle-head."

Rocket patted his partner on the back and pulled him in close. Blackjack made a small noise, one of surprise as his body was pulled out of the panel. Rocket knew that his partner had finished some time ago and he appreciated being able to fool around a bit.

Their bodies were soon kept close yet again. Rocket's arms were wrapping around his body, reaching higher and higher until he was slowly rubbing the lagomorph's chest. And while teasing the bunny's front, the raccoon wore a smirk and was chuckling, still teasing and getting more noises out of the blue mammal.

One of the raccoon's paw suddenly reached down and another gasp came as the brown furred mammal made contact with the slightly erect length in between Blackjack's legs.

"Too soon?" Rocket teased. In response he received another chuckle as Blackjack stepped away from him.

"Hold on just a minute, lover boy. Gotta make sure this thing actually starts up," the bunny then pointed to the cockpit. He wasn't keen on interrupting their fun, but he knew if they did not do it now it would be forgotten. The last thing they needed was a high reward mission cut short because the ship couldn't even start up.

"Alright, then. Let's make this quick..."

The two of them got into the ship, but they were soon faced with another problem.

"Damn! Move over!"

The two of them were wedged in the cockpit, but it was a tight fit. The ship was built for one in mind and with the two of them squashed together and fighting for the seat. Blackjack chuckled and pushed Rocket to the side with his foot and Rocket retaliated by brushing his tail into the bunny's face, making him splutter and sneeze.

The two of them playfully argued and fought over who would be the one to sit in the cockpit's seat. It would be just a quick thing, sit down and start up the ship, but of course, they had to make things more complex than they needed to be.

But things took a sudden turn in favor of Rocket and took full advantage, catching the bunny off balance before pinning him. With a smirk, he leaned closer to his partner.

"Come on, Rocky. Stop fooling around," Blackjack squirmed under the touch, making Rocket laugh a bit more. "Just let me turn this thing on."

"I would but we got a problem, 'Jack..." Rocket traced a finger over the bunny's chest before he continued. "I wanna start the ship, but I know you want to ride the rocket."

Blackjack rolled his eyes and was about to say something, but it was cut short by the touch of the raccoon. Rocket's paw traced slowly over his body, putting just enough pressure to make his claws push against the bunny's bodysuit.

And just like he wanted, Blackjack could feel the tips of those claws gliding over his body again, sending shivers through his body just like before. But rather than it just being his legs, it was now his chest and stomach, directly heating up his body with tingles and warmth that started from his face.

For as much of a nuisance the bunny could be, Rocket knew just how to tease and touch to make him melt. Soft sounds, no longer muffled or restrained, were made by Blackjack as the raccoon's paws wrapped around him. A soft embrace was made and Rocket was now slipping his fingers up and down his partner's back, able to feel the bunny shuddering from his touch, making more of those small noises.

Blackjack could feel the fingers reaching higher, but he didn't realize that was because his partner was looking for something. And it was soon found; the zipper on the back of Blackjack's suit. The moment it was touched, Rocket hooked a claw to it and pulled it down. His other fingers followed, pressing and teasing along the bunny's back as they reached lower and lower, all the while exposing the hare's back.

"R-rocky..." Blackjack said in a breathy tone. He could feel his heart beating so hard and the warmth that came from the raccoon's body being so close to his own.

The suit fell away, leaving Blackjack's body bare. Nothing was worn underneath, exposing the expanse of blue fur and plush fur. A smirk came from Rocket as he traced a finger directly over the exposed chest. And from it came a shudder and actual moan from Blackjack.

"Already?" Rocket said, ending it with a chuckle. He was just getting started, knowing the perfect way to escalate it even further.

The first thing he did was lean back a bit so he could undo his own suit, leaving himself just as nude. They kept their now exposed bodies close, letting their clothes fall away. The raccoon sat down in the cockpit and made a motion for the bunny to join him. Blackjack snickered and came down to sit on Rocket's lap.

Just as he did before, Rocket wrapped his paws around the bunny, pulling his back to his own chest. It was exciting enough to be doing this again after a while, but that was only part of what the brown mammal had planned. Now that he had a clear view of it...

Blackjack shuddered heavily and raised his voice as sharp teeth started nibbling at his shoulder. Just like before, Rocket was pressing his teeth against the skin underneath the fur, but light enough to not hurt him, but more than enough to make the bunny shiver and squirm.

While softly biting, the raccoon was still using his claws to brush and rake through the blue fur along the bunny's chest. Just like he expected, Blackjack was a mess from all the touching and stimulation, moaning and whimpering from it all, be it soft or a bit rougher. His teeth were drifting up and down, reaching up the bunny's neck, touching all the most sensitive spots.

Despite all of the lagomorph's movement, Rocket held him steady enough and continued to softly bite, adding his tongue to it as well. It slipped up and down, wetting the blue fur even more than the raccoon's breath already did.

While licking and nibbling, Rocket's hands drifted lower and lower, coming down to rub along the pair of thighs. They flexed under his touch and small gasps came from the bunny. The circles were getting wider and wider until contact was made with the blue sheath, bumping against the length that had already slipped halfway out.

He could feel the smooth flesh, it twitched and more of it came, bringing it full mast.

"And what's this?" Rocket asked with a teasing tone and a devious chuckle. While one paw kept rubbing over one of the thighs, the other wrapped around the twitching length, giving it a single, slow stroke.

Blackjack raised his voice and arched his back, pleasure raced through him. He could feel his cock reaching it's full mast, being steadily teased by Rocket's soft paws and the rubbing of his body did well to get him hot and bothered, just as planned.

Another slow drift of the brown paw brought Blackjack to full hardness. It was already throbbing against the touch and heat once again flashed through the other small mammal's body. Rocket's teeth were pressing against his neck again, and his mind was struggling to keep up with the pleasures coming from above and below.

"I know it's been a while. So let me make it up to you," Rocket said after lifting his head.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the raccoon clamped back down on Blackjack, this time giving a firmer bite to the shoulder. The pricks of sharp teeth pressed into the bunny's skin but went no further. Along with it came a deep, but playful growl and another motion of his paw.

Blackjack, held in place by the bite and the hold on his dick, squirmed and openly moaned. The brown paw was sailing up and down his cock, reaching up to the tip before coming down and bumping against the pair of blue fur-covered balls.

The strokes were steady, at a constant pace that kept the pleasure swirling through the bunny's body. Pants could be heard and the bouncing paw was starting to become wet with precum.

"M-must be a special occasion," Blackjack said, holding back another moan.

"What? I can't fool around with your bunny-butt without a reason?"

"I know you better than that..." A sudden squeeze to his shaft made Blackjack's legs tremble.

Rocket chuckled and gave another long lick, starting from the shoulder and up the neck. The fur was more than a little wet and heavy with his saliva, but neither of them were complaining about it.

"Yeah, you're right. I'm starting this damn ship. But... I gotta take care of you first..."

Another squeeze, this time at the tip produced another slightly pitched moan. Taking hold of the pink length, the raccoon stroked a bit faster, using the precum to lube the shaft.

"Ahh! Y-you're killing me, here..."

"What? Don't tell me you've been holding back. It's been a whole damn week, 'Jack."

Another stroke led to another heavy amount of precum falling onto his paw, answering the question.

"D-didn't think I would be...hnnggh...for this long..!"

Rocket rolled his eyes, Blackjack was the last person he expected to save himself for days on end, let alone an entire week. No wonder he was falling for his touches and teasing. But then he smiled, figuring that he should make the wait well worth it.

He stroked a bit harder, feeling another hard throb against his palm. A thick layer of precum was already smeared over his paw and the rest just made it all too easy. Soft noises could just barely be heard over their breathing and Blackjack's moans. They were the messy 'slick' sounds of him beating the bunny's cock over and over. It was a bit of a mess between his blue legs, showing just how much he was in need of release.

Blackjack couldn't keep himself from moaning and shivering. The jerks of his cock felt much better than they ever had before. Being without touch, even from himself, for a while made his body more sensitive. The simple strokes of the other small mammal's paw kept his tip leaking pre. Deep breaths came from him as he kept squirming, feeling the pleasure build within him.

'Damn it, Rocket. Fine, if you wanna start the ship so badly then this is a good enough trade off...'

Another bite was given to him and Blackjack raised his voice, much louder than even he was expecting. Another throb made his pulse shaft and even more pre came. He was getting closer to his limit, the pulses were getting more frequent and his precum was clearly thicker than it was before.

'He's something else... Moaning like crazy and... I didn't know he could shoot this much. Maybe I should start holding out too...'

The closed space of the cockpit filled the moans and grunts of them both. Even Rocket could tell that his partner was reaching his limit, but he was not quite ready for this to end. So, he let go of the bunny's length. There was a noise of need and disappointment from Blackjack. But Rocket cut that short by pressing his paw to the open mouth.

A muffled sound came but it soon died down; Blackjack started lapping at his paw, collecting his own precum on the surface of his tongue. Now, Rocket could feel the softness that came with the slow licks. It snaked and traced along his palm before pushing and flicking through his fingers and sounds of delight came from the bunny.

Feeling this started to rile him up. The entire time, his cock was simply bumping and twitching against the bunny's backside, every once and a while being brushed over by the wiggling cottontail. Now he was the one making low grunts, moving his hips to grind his cock against the pair of blue mounds.

It was expected that they would get even closer and he would soon feel something entering his body. But to his surprise, Rocket reached underneath him and lifted his body up and off of his own.

"I know what you're thinking, blue-butt. But we gotta do some prepping first. I'm not getting out to get the lube," Rocket said with a smirk.

Blackjack was about to ask what his partner was referring to, but the raccoon was already acting. With the little room they had, he slowly started to move the bunny's body.

"Just around a bit for me. We're gonna do that thing we did two weeks ago," Rocket said with an excited chuckle.

"You mean... A-Alright..."

The bunny moved his own body to help Rocket reposition him. It was slow thanks to the cramped space, but they eventually got into the right position, with Rocket now having a clear view of his shipmate's backside and balls while the bunny was seeing something similar.

It was the perfect position for what the brown mammal wanted. His smirk persisted as Blackjack sighed and rolled his eyes. But he soon gave a smile of his own, knowing that the bit of effort was worth it.

It came to rest on Rocket's balls, his fingers were drifting over each of them, teasing both with nothing more than the softness of his fur combined with the wet heat that still clung to the licked paw. He used this chance to catch his breath, feeling his lust dying down just enough for him to focus. His other hand reached up and together they fondled the brown-furred sack.

His thumbs pressed to each side, gently rubbing directly over the rather sizable nuts, in turn reaping grunts and sighs of pleasure from the raccoon. Soft fur was rubbing over even softer fur, bringing a sense of comfort and warmth. Blackjack's ears were twitching at the sound, wanting even more of them.

"Rocket... You drive me nuts, you know that?" Blackjack said, sounding almost offended. But the mood was dashed as a chuckle came right after. "Get it? Nuts?"

The raccoon groaned and took hold of Blackjack's cheeks. They were so close to his face and all he had to do was spread them to expose the pink hole underneath. The moment his eyes fell on it, the raccoon's mouth started to water.

No more time was wasted, after holding onto his body to keep him steady, Rocket lowered his head and pressed his muzzle in between the toned cheeks, pressing his lips to the hole before giving it a soft lick to start himself off.

The lagomorph raised his voice the moment he felt the hot togue gliding over his tailhole. With a light moan, he recovered and now took a moment to feel the warmth spreading through his body, the soft, tickling fur of the raccoon's muzzle pressing against his pucker, aided by the now steadily licks that rubbed back and forth, spreading saliva over the pink surface.

Blackjack gave another moan and began to return the favor, easing his body closer and opening his mouth, sliding it right into his mouth and over his tongue. As he did, there were muffled moans coming from the raccoon as well, his length pulsed inside of his mouth and already leaked fluids that dribbled down his throat.

"That's it. Nice and slow..." Rocket commented after taking a moment to lift his head. He snickered and snapped his fingers. "Better than your lame ass jokes."

The bunny raised his head just long enough to comment on it. "Don't act like you don't like them."

"Yeah, I do. But there's better things that tongue could be doing right now..."

The message was heard and another lick was given, followed by pushing the shaft back into his muzzle. His tongue swirled along the girth, reaching as much of the surface as he could.

"Mmm... Yeah, I love your tongue, 'Jacky."

Chuckling to himself, Blackjack continued to push his mouth down onto the rest of his partner's cock, shoving the final inches in with a sudden motion that made the raccoon hiss and arch his back. The pleasure continued as the soft bunny tongue rocked back and forth along the underside.

At the same time, Rocket went back to licking, but he now took things further just as the bunny had. He first swirled his tongue along the circumference before focusing the tip against the center, pushing more and more until the flesh gave way, allowing it to slip inside.

Another moan came and Blackjack's body shook as his hole was filled with a soft, flat tongue that wiggled deeper and deeper, touching the sensitive parts and making them wet with his saliva.

Blackjack was trying hard to keep sucking as the tongue was reaching in deep, pressing against his walls and flicking over his prostate without relent. He started to shudder and feel weak from all the pleasure, but the raccoon just kept licking, reaching deeper and deeper within the flexing cavern of flesh.

The more he licked, the more he was exposed to the flavors of the bunny's insides, a taste that he enjoyed and wanted more of. He pressed his muzzle even deeper inside, making noises of pleasure as his tongue moved. With his mouth open for quite some time, the raccoon's drool was wetting his partner's backside, giving him all the more warmth and comfort.

The two of them continued licking each other until their pleasure started to build. He could hear louder moans coming from the other male along with an increase of precum that kept dripping against his chest.

"That's good..." Rocket panted after removing his mouth. "Alright, let's get to the good part."

Blackjack twitched his ears and made a thumbs-up, but he gave another teasing stroke with his tongue before shifting back a bit.

Rocket moved over a bit and spread his legs wide, giving the other male the room he needed to turn around and get up onto his lap. He felt the weight and softness of Blackjack's body as he eased on top of the raccoon's, taking up the position they had before.

Wrapping his arms around the bunny, Rocket pulled him in close, pressing the soft back to his chest. They worked together, angling their bodies in the small space. Rocket reeled his hips back while Blackjack leaned forward with the little room he had.

It was just enough for the brown mammal, his cocktip pressed to the soft hole and a hiss came from the lagomorph as his rim was spreading around the entering length.

There was a moan that was shared between the two of them. Rocket could finally feel the heat of the just slightly stretched hole and the wetness of his own saliva that was left behind. He rocked his hips slowly, pushing his tip against the pink hole.

Before it could actually go inside, Rocket pulled back, wanting to tease his shipmate, rocking his hips just like before, lightly pushing his tip against the hole, daring to penetrate but not following through.

"Come on! Do you have to do this every time?" Just like the last time, there was clear frustration in the bunny's voice. It only made Rocket chuckle, but all the same, he gripped the bunny's shoulders, preparing to give him what he wanted.

"Alright then. Here we...go!!"

In a single motion, Rocket took hold of his partner's shoulder, pulling him down hard while thrusting his body upwards. The both of them raised their voices, Blackjack's being louder than Rocket's as the tip pushed through the lining of his hole, reaching in deep.

"R-Rocky," the bunny said with a breathy voice. The raccoon was still holding him, already moving the lower half of his body, pounding his length back and forth within the soft, hot hole.

"You know I can't resist," the raccoon said before grunting as he pulled his cock back, starting to thrust inside of the bunny properly.

Rather than starting out slowly, he was already pounding his length inside of the soft, sloppy hole of the bunny's hole. Just like before, he took hold of the hips, pressing his fingers against the soft blue fur, feeling the other male shiver under his touch.

"D-damn it, Rocket... Just..." the bunny met the nest thrust by pushing his own body back. "Yeah! Push it in deep! Just like that!"

Rocket made a deep huff as pleasure struck his cock hard, there was a strong throb that ran through it, and he could feel a line of pre release from his tip. The walls around his length were even warmer the deeper his shaft reached, the hold was tighter too. He held tight to the bunny that started bouncing against his pumps, making sure to push himself inside with extra power, milking loud moans from Blackjack.

"Nothing to say now, huh?" Rocket asked, taunting with another hard press of his body against the bunny. Whatever Blackjack was going to say was cut off as the raccoon lifted his body and his partner's as well.

With a bust of strength and using another hard thrust to aid him, Rocket lifted up from the seat. Blackjack's lower half was still held up by him while his top half was now sprawled across the cockpit's console. His blue body was laying on many buttons, but with the ship not started, it didn't matter anyways.

Rocket took a moment to slow his pace, simply watching at the movement of his own body pushed the moaning male's forwards. Every rock shifted Blackjack back and forth. In his position he could reach even deeper and pound harder. It was an added bonus that he could see the motions of the bunny's body, the trembling of his paws and tail as they sailed up and down the surface he clung to.

"Is this better?"

There was no response, nothing more than loud moans. The raccoon gripped the soft body and slightly held it down. The pace of his bucks increased, pounding his body against the soft pair of cheeks, filling the space with the sound along with their voices. He was grunting and panting harder from the hold around his cock while he thrust hard, deep, and fast.

Blackjack couldn't control himself anymore, his body could only react as the cock barreled deep into his guts over and over again, touching his most sensitive spots. The deep, dominating growls that came from his partner made his own heart race, and the feeling of those claws just barely digging into his skin. It was all starting to become too much for him. Thankfully, his cock was pointing underneath the console but the pleasure was building, especially when another deep noise came and his prostate was directly bashed into. It made him cry out and ball his fists.

Rocket noticed this and gave focus to the way that he thrust before, doing it again and again, touching the button of pleasure over and over without relent.

The bunny could only gasp then make a long, drawn out moan. Rocket felt a sudden tight squeezing on his cock that made him bare his fangs. He lifted the bunny's body up and pushed it back down, thrusting hard inside at the same time, bringing another rise in both their pleasure and their voices.

"Rocket! I'm gonna-"

His words were cut short. Rocket was already midway through the action and he had slammed himself deep inside before could stop himself. The motion reached deep inside of the lagomorph's ass, touching all the most sensitive parts within.

Blackjack could only make a breathless moan as he was sent over the edge. Taking heavy breaths and pushing his body against Rocket's he came hard and spilled a rather large load all over himself, having mind enough to not let the sticky ropes splatter onto the buttons and controls.

The sudden clenches of his ass, pressed down on Rocket's still barreling cock. It was too much for him. Before he came, the raccoon gave a final bite to the bunny's neck, chomping down it and using his teeth to get another moan and shiver. It added to the intense bliss that washed over his body.

His balls pulsed as they scrunched close to his body, hard throbs came from his length, and from the tip poured thick spurts of cum that painted Blackjack's insides, exposing him to a wash of heat and comfort.

"D-damn," Rocket panted when he released his partner. "I just realized... We left the keys outside..."

Blackjack groaned and reached back to caress the raccoon's face. "Give me a minute and I'll go get them, ya dumb stud."