R&R
#1 of Kantra & Gabarus
This story is written for my mate, Gabarus, the bunny who has my heart..... His role is obviously as himself. The wolf, Kantra, is played by me....
R&R
By Kantra ^^~
"Dam rain!", the words rumbled throughout the foyer as a I dragged my water logged tail inside and slammed the door quickly, shutting out the roar of the downpour that had caught me off guard. Starting with my head and working down the length of my drenched fur-covered body, I shook, sending a virtual cascade of water droplets flying in every direction. Finally, when my fur was satisfactorily free of rain, I padded into the hall way, and made my way down to the last door on the left, the den, where the flickering lights reflected on the wall told me that Gabarus was relaxing, having arrived home about a quarter of an hour previous.
As I set paw into the small but cosily furnished room, the brown bunny that lay splayed across the couch looked up from the TV, his eyes lighting up with that familiar spark that I was so accustomed to as he registered who I was. "I knew it was you, I could pick out that wet dog scent of yours from a mile away..." "And I knew it was you from the television, I swear there might as well be a magnetic attraction between you and that thing that turns on the minute you get back from work," I snapped back, with the same loving sarcasm that I reserved for the days end when I could finally loosen up with my mate, especially after a day like this one.
With the speed that was character to his species, Gabarus hopped up and in the following second, I found myself wrapped in his forepaws, both of us coming to rest on the soft, grey and white fun-fur covered couch that doubled as the bed we shared. "So," he said, gently running a leathery pad down the length of my lupine body, "How was your day at the studio, I presume you howled your way through another hit album as usual." "Something like that," I replied with a contented sigh, as I let my self settle back into his strong, warm embrace "I'm still trying to bridge track three with interlude one and track four, and It's been giving me nothing but grief, but besides the fact that I didn't even manage to finish, It was about as productive a day as I would have expected. I don't think the release is going to need another postponement and with any luck, well be pressing the first cuts in full by the end of the month."
While we both worked in separate fields, mine as one of the most quickly blossoming rock artists in the country (this title having come from the critics, and not my own muzzle) and his being the announcer at one of the larger radio stations in the area, CFCM, he had played more than one of my singles in the past as they rode high on the charts, and I had done a couple of CFCM exclusives, to consolidate the devotion of the local fan base to his station, so we were used to mixing our business with pleasure, and followed each others careers with more than a passing interest.
"And how about my big sexy bunny, how are things at everyfurs' favourite station, keeping their hunger for real music satiated I would hope," I said, eyes closed to the world while my other senses soaked in the dens atmosphere. "Heh, well you know how music lovers are, it's never enough..." he replied with a slight chuckle, "but I think I managed to keep the beast at bay for another day, though I hope for your tails sake, that you can pump out the new single soon, the listeners are starting to get a bit restless, waiting for your next masterpiece."
"Hmmmmffff, sometimes it would be nice to just give these paws a rest for a while and let the mainstream guys produce a couple of songs, it's hard to remain passionate about my work when I can't save enough of my energy for you when I get home," I sighed once more. It had been a rather long couple of weeks and I was in need of some R&R, not to mention a little bit of yiffing time since more and more, I was coming in late and drained to the point that I could do little more than collapse into my mate's arms and sleep through the romantic hours.
"I'm sure your going to see some satisfying closure on the album soon, and for now I've got my wuffie all to myself, and I'm not going to let you suffer because of a bad day....," he whispered softly in my ear, and followed the words with his rough tongue, running it up the back of my ear, sending small sparks of pleasure through my body. "Mmmmm...," was all I had for a response, since I didn't need to spend the breath in my body on ruining my mate's efforts to make me feel better. Instead, I sunk deeper into his soft brown fur, whimpering quietly through his licks, while he continued to stroke my weary body with his forepaws. His pads were a revitalising sensation that worked each tense knot that the stress had wound tight beneath my fur. Slowly, his paws found their way through the trenches of my ribcage, and dipped into the deeper cleft of my loins. I couldn't help but whimper as I felt the rough mounds slide across my sheath, caressing the heat that was growing inside. Turning my muzzle upwards, I gave him a slurp of encouragement, while arching back into his paws to increase the pressure that was now swelling my wolfhood, and I felt the sensitive tip poke out from the tube of flesh, pre-cum beading at the slit.
Now, the new album was a lost worry, drowned in the sudden flood of sensation that was slowly spreading throughout my lupine form. Through the increasingly weighted pace of my breathing, I panted "I love you, Gabarus". His reply was to draw me closer, and pulling back my sheath, exposing the pulsing vein webbed length of my wolfhood. The colder air hitting the girth of my shaft caused my pants to grow more laboured, and my senses began to blur in the wake of my stoked instincts.
Gabarus must have picked up my aroused scent, because I felt the slick stiffness of his cock unsheathed, rub against the sensitive spot above my tail, tracing a sticky trail up the small of my back. The sweet, musky smell of his maleness was more than my yiff-starved hormones could bear, and without thinking, I rolled, holding tight to him as I did, coming to land with a surprised "Eeeeep" from the bunny still wrapped around me, on the floor. Quickly, I struggled free of his paws and in another second, he was below me, his belly pressed against the carpet, as my hind legs straddled him, and my forelegs snaked around his torso, pulling him into my groin with my paws pressing hard against his flesh.
As my mind caught up to my instincts, I heard his pants, slightly less agitated than my own, but building momentum exponentially. As I swiftly began thrusting forward, my stiff wolfhood searching for the entrance to his hot, tight body, our breathing was uninterrupted by speech. We were both at the mating point, where the understanding between the sub and dominant was strictly locked within the actions of our instincts. His long, floppy ears were pressed tightly against his head, and he spread his hind legs to allow my shaft easier access as he waited for the moment of penetration.
Gabarus was exceptionally we'll endowed in all aspects of physique, from the cotton soft brown and white hairs that made up his coat, to the unusual size of his bunny hood, the length of which my pads were now exploring, while behind, my hips continued to hump.
Finally, with a deep throaty growl from me, and a significantly accentuated whimper from the hot bunny beneath me, the tip of my shaft found its target, and quickly burrowed through the strong ring of muscle, driving deep into the warm recesses of his furry form. I paused a moment, allowing Gabarus to adjust to my pulsing flesh inside his hindquarters. After a moment of intense anticipation, I drew back, until all but the head of my wolfhood lingered inside his tail hole, and without hesitating, drove back into him, burying myself to the point that my furred ball sack slapped against his.
Tightening my grip around his heaving body, I thrust in and out again, and again, each time ending with his hindquarters engulfed by the fur of my loins, until I found a steady pace, and began fucking my mate, panting in time to the rhythm of my thrusts. Below me, Gabarus let out small grunts, occasionally whimpering as a jet of precum spurted from his rock hard shaft, and coated the fur of his belly.
While I continued to pound into him, my forepaws stroked the length of his cock, trying to keep his passion at the same level as my own. He was so tight, the sensation made more extreme by him intentionally clenching and unclenching around me in time to my paws working his shaft.
The air in the den was thick with the scent of our pleasure, and each breath became more intoxicating, as my vision quickly became a blur, and my thoughts were all but dead to the feeling of my beautiful bunny's flesh clamped around my sensitive member as I strained with each movement to be drawn deeper into his flesh.
My mind was momentarily ripped back into reality by the sudden added pressure of my knot as it sprung to life and hit his tail hole, stopping my thrusts. As soon as my mind was able to consciously register my state, my instincts roughly took over, and with a quick pull back, I drove myself once more forward, forcing both shaft and knot inside him with an audible pop as the swelling ball of flesh locked me inside my lover.
Gabarus reacted with a sharp squeak of pain, but did not pull away as my thrusts picked up pace, now having nearly no where to go but desperate as the moment neared. Whatever pain he must have felt was erased by the shockwaves of pleasure as my still growing knot and wolfhood strained against his prostate gland.
Both his and my breath streamed now from our muzzles, and the tingle of my orgasm began to flow through my loins towards the tip of my painfully erect wolfhood.
Suddenly, my spine arched, I bucked back, pulling Gabarus up with me, as the first jet of my wolf juice exploded from my shaft, coating his insides in hot thick cum, accompanied by a piercing howl of pleasure that ripped through the noise of the room. As this occurred, Gabarus let out an equal cry of passion, announcing the spray of his seed that soaked both my paws and his chest fur as he to climaxed.
Together, we rode each wave of pleasure, my pulsing cock filling his hot body as his pulsed inside my paws, sending a stream of bunny cum down his coat and pooling on the carpet below.
As our orgasms slowly tapered off, the warm exhaustion of the afterglow over took our bodies, and falling forward, both came to rest, he in the pool of his spent seed, and I still tied inside him, on the carpet, panting but satisfied. Rolling onto one side, I pulled Gabarus in closer to me, and let my paws drift across his cum soaked fur, giving his ear an appreciative lick, which elicited a sigh from his still heaving chest. Softly, between the calming pace of my breath, I whispered "I needed that", resting my muzzle atop his head and closing my eyes. Another sigh was all I needed in reply as we both drifted from consciousness, still tied and holding tight to one another. For the first time in a long while, my sleep was truly restful...........
This is only the beginning
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Kantra ^^~
2004