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[center][b]Breeding Like Bunnies

By: VeronicaFoxx

For: Revakulgr[/b][/center]

The first indication that she was being stalked was the sound of wings slapping against the air. It was distant above and behind her, but it came at a steady pace with a pause in between the flaps. It indicated a relatively large aerial predator, and high enough up that most people wouldn't have caught the sound. The blind rabbit, on the other hand, had rather sharper senses of hearing and smell than one might suspect, compensating for the loss of her sight. In addition, a blessing from her deity granted her a heightened sense of touch as well, letting her "feel" the world around her for a short distance through the vibrations that came through the ground. Every few steps, she tapped the end of her walking stick against the earth to send out a wave of vibration through the earth which bounced back to reveal obstructions in her path. It was something that few ever realized, and it had other benefits as well.

The second indication was the thump that echoed through the earth to reach her paws. It originated from several hundred yards behind her, so it was very definitely a [i]large[/i] creature, a gryphon or hippogryph at least, though the former tended to stoop upon prey and carry it off and the latter tended to hit the ground running. She felt no following beat of hooves and talons against the ground, so that made both of those possibilities unlikely. That just made her all the more curious as to what it [i]could[/i] be. She pondered what kind of creature might be hunting her as she continued along, then a difference in the natural rhythms caught her attention. Running water always had an interesting, almost ticklish vibration to it as it rushed along whatever bed it lay in, and a cool stream would be nice to soak her paws after a long day of travel, so she turned from the dirt path to pad through the grass to the side of a small brook.

She went more slowly as she neared the flow, its vibrations muddying her "sight" of what lay ahead, and she used her stick to feel the way until she could sit on the shallow bank and slip her feet into the water with a soft sigh. It felt nice on such a warm spring afternoon. And considering what she expected to follow soon after, she decided that she might as well discard her robe and pack as well. It wouldn't be very nice to give whatever was intent on eating her indigestion, after all, and Sevenistri prided herself on being as considerate as possible to any and all beings that she came across.

She waited and rested, massaging her thighs and expecting to be pounced on at any moment. The water would also hide the approach of all but the noisiest of predators, so it would come as a surprise. She preferred it that way. It was better to take pleasure in what little life might remain to her than dwell on the dread of death, and the sun and breeze felt very nice on her fur. Then came a surprised huff behind her. She twitched an ear towards the sound but remained facing forward. Predators tended not to like being stared at.

What really startled her were the words that followed. "Not often that I find prey willingly waiting for me. I don't suppose you're some kind of trap, are you?"

Oh, well, another sentient creature was an entirely different matter, and she turned to face the voice with a friendly smile. "Well, if I'm to be your prey, then it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Sevenistri, by the way, or Seven to my friends. Might I know to whom I am to fall prey?"

There came another huff and a large shadow fell across her. It was a little disappointing to lose the warmth of the sunlight, but she remained still as she felt breath gusting across her face and down her chest and stomach. There was a considering rumble before the voice spoke again.

"Revakulgr. Are you not frightened, little bunny? Did I forget to... no, no, I dispelled the illusion. Huh. You must be a very brave rabbit to face a dragon without fear."

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you then, Revakulgr. I had no idea you were a dragon." The rabbit had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from giggling at the offended snort that followed her declaration.

"Are you [i]blind[/i]?" came the expected response, and she simply nodded, her friendly smile still firmly in place. "What? You [i]are[/i]? Oh. Oh my. That was terribly offensive of me. I do beg your pardon."

Now, Seven really did giggle. "Don't worry about it. Most people do that. It's kind of a joke that I tell myself when I meet someone new. So, are you going to eat me?"

"Eat... Wait, did you really know I was here and purposefully stop so that I could [i]eat[/i] you? What kind of rabbit [i]are[/i] you?"

"The kind who likes to please others? I follow the teachings of Divinia, so my highest purpose is to soothe the passions, slake the thirsts, and sate the hungers of others, no matter what form those might take."

"Ah. I see. Well, ahem... I should let you know that I hadn't intended on [i]eating[/i] you. Or at least not right away. Hm... You [i]did[/i] say that you soothe passions... Would that include.... Erm... You see, it's mating season for dragons, and I'm... I feel [i]very[/i] awkward about all this right now," the dragon added a bit more grumpily. "I [i]was[/i] just going to rape you and possibly devour you, and I don't usually [i]talk[/i] to my prey..."

"Oh! That's no problem at all, mister dragon!" The rabbit grinned at the sounds that Revakulgr made, still apparently disbelieving. "Did you still want it to be rape? I can run, if you'd like, though I'm likely to trip. And if you're hungry after, feel free to partake of my flesh. It wouldn't be the first time, though I've never had a dragon take a bite out of me before. Would it take more than a leg or two to satisfy?"

There was a long pause, and she thought that he might not answer. Then she felt a large claw brush against her cheek. She nuzzled against it, glad that he felt the desire to be so kind and enjoying the sensation.

"You're a very [i]strange[/i] rabbit, aren't you?" Revakulgr commented, and she could only shrug in response.

"So I've been told. But I like who I am, so I don't see any reason to be any different."

"Hm. Well. In that case, would you mind terribly laying back and spreading your legs for me, dear? Erm... This is probably going to hurt quite a bit. You're... very much smaller than I am. If I wasn't in rut, I might not even go through with this. You're a little off putting."

"Oh, I'm very sorry about that," the bunny apologized as she did as she was asked, splaying her lower limbs and stroking at herself to prepare the way. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel more comfortable? And don't worry too much about hurting me. Divinia takes care of those who follow her."

"Hmph. Well. Can you, um... can you squirm and thrash a little? I'm sort of... used to... well, you know."

The rabbit grinned and nodded, until she felt a clawed appendage pressing down against her chest. He was quite right; he was rather larger than her, at least the size of a horse. That was going to be quite a trick, fitting him inside her, but she had taken males as large once or twice before. She put on a fearful facade, whimpering and futilely pushing at the foreclaw that pinned her, giving light kicks that were carefully aimed to either side so as not to accidentally strike the dragon. Then she gasped when she felt the hot, hard tip of him nudging against the fur of her groin. It slid along her stomach, leaving a trail of slimy lubricant before pulling back so that it could rest against the cleft of her feminine sex.

He held himself there for a long moment, seemingly in thought, and it seemed like he might reconsider what he was doing. Then he drove into her, and she let out a very real scream as his shaft wedged her open and split her tunnel. He was most definitely the size of a horse, and while Divinia would heal and protect her through the trial of being bred by a dragon, the physical consequences still had to be endured before they could be reversed. The tangy scent of blood filled the air when he pulled back, barbs behind his head digging painfully into her like a cat, though when he rammed himself back inwards, the ridges that raked at her entrance sent a zing of pleasure up her spine. And now that he was inside her, she felt her body beginning to adjust, flesh knitting as it reconfigured itself to a size and shape that would most pleasingly accommodate the creature rutting her.

Which apparently meant a skin-tight cocksleeve to the dragon. The next thrust was far less painful, though it still ached as it strained the muscles of her canal, making them twitch and tremble. On the third slow, hard thrust, he ceased attempting to be "gentle" with her and began to pound into her. She felt a swelling at his base, like that of a canine, slamming against her vulva with bruising force as the tip of his shaft battered the rear wall of her passage. It was actually rather enjoyable, even if he didn't last very long before tearing her yet again by forcing his knot into her. It made breathing a little difficult having something nearly as long as her entire torso rammed up inside her, but Divinia had made it so that she could survive the ordeal. And the dragon was nice enough to roll onto his back afterwards, petting at her as she lay atop his belly and basked in the warmth coming from both above and below.

"Sorry about that," the dragon apologized, and she could only chuckle. "I usually last longer, but I wasn't able to find a dragoness this season. Just give me some time to recover, and we can have a more prolonged, and hopefully mutually pleasurable session. If you don't mind."

"Not at all, Revakulgr. And maybe you can be a little rougher the second time."

He let out a surprised murr, and she giggled again. Predators tended to enjoy being rough with their prey, and she enjoyed surprising them.

[center][b]The End[/b][/center]