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With humming moans, Louis wraps his lips around the shaft, dipping down and holding the base to keep the pace going. He savors the taste, the stiffness, and the warmth. There is just something special, perhaps even zen-like, about turning off one's brain and just going to town on something thick and meaty. His body shudders as he gets what he's been wanting, giggling slightly, licking all around as he lets his vibrating lips and lashing tongue give Virgil a parting gift the rabbit man won't soon forget!

The gruff and deep voice of the student is music to the older man's ears. After all this time, he still has the skills of a real slut—or does he?

With an impish grin coming from his lips, Louis Dellid closes his eyes. He plucks his glasses from his face, reaching over to the side and tossing them to the table. Did they land there or clatter to the floor? He doesn't care. He'll gladly and blindly grope for them later if it means fluttering his eyes open to look up with nearly blind but glittering eyes of mischief.

Virgil gulps, gripping the back of Louis's head, his tongue out, panting from the heat building up within him. “Wuh… whatcha gonna do now?" he asks.

The teacher responds by taking a deep breath with his nose and then diving in, taking that cock as deep as he can, pushing it to the back of his throat and holding it there, his cheeks puffing, his eyes watering.

“Oh fuck… fuck fuck… Fuuuuck!" Virgil cries, his eyes rolling back and his cock twitching, heavier, quicker, unable to hold back.

He erupts, sending splurts of fluid down Louis's throat. The teacher coughs and holds tight to the former student's thighs, groaning, his eyes rolling back. Another cough comes out of his puffy mouth, letting the goopy cum spill out onto Virgil's thighs. Almost immediately after, Louis pulls back, slurping and pulling free from the dick with a 'pop' before he sits there, his mouth full, pearly stuff sealed at the point where his lips connect. He breathes quickly through his nose, shaking his head, and then smirks, leaning back, and then, with a big show of it, he gulps.

That's when he opens his mouth, rolling out his tongue, showing off his clean mouth.

“Oh, holy hell…" Virgil groans, sitting back against the headboard, his chest heaving.

“Nothing holy about it," titters the teacher, wiping his lip with his thumb. He then sets to work getting down between the rabbit man's legs and pressing his tongue to the cum-drenched thigh. “Haaaah…." He growls, wiggling his pants-clad butt as he does, gripping onto Virgil's legs.

“I thought this was a thank you to you," Virgil wheezes, clutching his chest. “When did I become the winner here?"

Louis grabs onto that flaccid cock and places kisses along the thing as if trying to coax it back to life, but it remains down for the time being. He pouts, shaking his head, and lies there next to Virgil. “What are you talking about?" he asks, patting the bed beside him. “You've given me so much already," he responds. “Now, let's cuddle."

“Sure," Virgil says, shifting and reaching, holding onto Louis's sides. “But let's make sure we're both comfortable first."

“Hmm?"

The teacher doesn't get an answer in words. Instead, strong hands wrap around him, pulling him in close, spinning him around, and pushing his back against Virgil's big, strong chest. Those paws work on his pants, unbuttoning them, pulling them down with his undergarments, and yanking them down to his knees.

“Off," Virgil commands, and Louis is quick to respond, pulling his knees up and yanking his pants off of him. He presses his heels to the bed, kicking off his shoes, leaving him only in his socks.

The leporine nuzzles the back of the human's head, pulling him in, letting the warmth of their bodies touch. Louise sighs and closes his eyes as he becomes the small spoon for this cuddle session, hands resting on his former student's big, strong arms. “I only asked for a good dick," Louis says, his eyes watering slightly. “I didn't want to send you off with the selfish desire of missing you."

Virgil snorts softly. “Well, too bad, old man. I'm gonna make you miss me."

“Why couldn't you just keep being the big dumb jock. You had to show me you were a kind, compassionate, smart man," he groans, his hands over his face and shaking his head.

Virgil places a hand on the professor's chest. “Why'd you have to be such a cutie?" he says, giving the professor slow, deliberate strokes over the chest. “Now I have to think I got someone I can warm my bed with when I return to this realm. But for now, we have all the time in the world.

“Ha… yeah… mmm…" the teacher coos, stirring a moment, then he gasps. “Oh, dammit!"

“Something wrong?"

“I got somewhere to be!" the teacher whines, kicking and squirming. “And I got a cummy mouth, and I smell like sweat!"

“H-hey there, don't you worry, prof. I got you!" Virgil says, and with that, he hefts himself and his professor up, carrying the man with one hand under his knees and the other on his back. “Now, let's go get you cleaned up."

The showers at the dorms aren't the largest things, but luckily, no one is around to use this one as Virgil bridal carries Louis into the bathroom. He places him down gingerly, and Louis stands beside the larger male with dainty steps on his toes.

Virgil nuzzles his former professor's head and then reaches past him to turn on the faucet. The smaller male takes this opportunity to wrap his arms around Virgil and kiss his arm. Virgil smirks at this, and then he tussles Louis's hair.