All Ears
When two rabbits get together, they often find themselves drawn towards intimacies they wouldn't dare to share with animals of other species. <3
This story was written for Serling. It contains M/M acts between consenting adults, but not in the way you might expect. :3
All Ears
Edward's body tensed up as he felt a pair of fingertips trace up the back of his left ear. The rabbit shivered. A breathless, shuddering gasp slipped through his muzzle, and his toes curled. Eyes widening, he glanced to his left, then his right. No-one was looking at him. Why would they be? This was a movie theatre, they were focused on the screen itself. Well... all except for the man seated directly to his left. His date.
"Mnhh..."
Gently Edward tilted his head to the right, away from Michael's digits even as they slid down to the very base of his ear and began to scratch gently. He bit his bottom lip to stifle a louder murmur, and glared at the other bunny as the fingers followed him. It wasn't that he was ashamed of being touched affectionately by another man, he'd been out and proud for years now. It wasn't even that this was their first date. He really liked Michael, and the other rabbit's confidence and playful nature was a big part of that. But... holy shit, you didn't just play with a bunny's ears without asking them, whether or not you were a rabbit yourself.
And yet, Michael was. He scratched. He stroked. He goddamn put the delicate flesh of Edward's left ear between forefinger and thumb, and massaged it between his digits like it was the most natural and innocent thing in the world. Like he didn't know what it was doing to Edward. Like he couldn't feel the rabbit squirming in his seat, fighting the urge to drum his footpaws violently against the floor and launch himself at the other rabbit to do all manner of things far more obviously intimate than a mere ear-rub.
There came a point of course where it stopped being just a playful, inappropriately tender tease. Where Michael's touch became even more bold, and his whole right hand was getting involved. He was stroking the other rabbit's ears from base to tip. He was folding it over the side of his fingers and sliding it all the way through the gap between middle and ring finger. He was equally merciless in his stroking of both the soft fuzzy fur and the bare flesh of its interior. And just when he thought it couldn't get any worse... any better , Michael's fingers rose to the heights of his left ear's very tip once again, and began to flick it back and forth.
"Hey, c'mon man!"
From behind Edward, at long last a call of frustration rang out. Not because of Michael's inappropriate actions of course, but because Edward himself had suddenly risen to his feet, leaping bolt upright. He glared down at the man beside him, who was still grinning where he rested in his own seat, and stuck out an urgent hand, motioning for Michael to take it.
"Come on."
Edward's voice was dry and husky, a world away from his normally gentle, airy tone.
"W-we're leaving."
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In the back of Edward's car, the two rabbits kissed. They made out passionately, breathlessly, each one as out of control as the other while both men's hands feverishly tweaked and teased at the other bunny's ears. Their hair was tousled as they knelt face to face, making out and tugging, stroking with shameless urgency at the ears of their partner. Every so often their muzzles would part, for just long enough to one of them to grab the other's head, pull it forward and try to nip, to lick, to kiss at one of those twitching ears. But when they nibbled or teased their tongue around an ear-tip, and the other bunny gave a desperate wail of excitement, they were inevitably drawn back to one another's lips, and their hands floated back up to tend to the other man's ears once more.
"F-fuck... oohh, I should have known... t-the guys I like, they're always... mmhhh, always after my ears..."
Edward shuddered, and Michael grinned even as he worked both his hands to massage and tease the very base of each of the trembling rabbit's ears at once.
"Can you blame us? They're so... s-so long. So perky. Oh god... they're perfect. You're perfect."
Michael's hands roamed up and down the other bunny's ears with shameless hunger, sliding up the left as the other hand moved down the right, then back again. The more he massaged them the more he could feel the blood-flow within them increasing; the flesh beneath his fingers growing warmer and more full. He could barely keep himself from trying to bite them a little more firmly. Firm enough so that tomorrow morning people would see Edward's ears swollen and sore, and know the exact sort of bunny that he was.
"Y-yours are... great too..."
Through his breathless excitement, Edward tried to muster the same enthusiasm for his lover's ears. But it was mere lip-service, and they both knew it. Michael's ears were... pretty short, frankly. One was lopped, and while some people liked that there really was no substitute for a long, perky and perfectly straight ear. God only knew Edward had spent enough nights in his teenage years massaging his own ears late into the night. He knew the good thing he had going for him, and much as he tried to tell himself that he wanted a guy who craved him for more than his ears... goddamn, it felt good.
"I wanna t-take you home and... and lick your ears for hours. To get my tongue all over them... leave them glistening..."
Michael groaned hungrily, and Edward shivered with giddy delight.
"Y-yes. Oh god, do it... please..."
The other rabbit continued, talking dirty, whispering into the same ears that his hands were manipulating more and more forcefully between their fingers.
"I want to rub my ears on yours. F-feel them twitching together..."
Edward wailed with rapturous longing.
"Fuck yes. Yes."
Michael drew a deep breath, closed his eyes, and spoke from the very bottom of his heart; confessing to Edward the deepest, most intimate truth of his hunger for the other bunny.
"I want to... t-take a carrot, and..."
Edward's head pulled sharply away from his hands, and Michael whimpered in apologetic horror as he saw the second-hand embarrassment, the concern, and the rapidly fading excitement within the other rabbit's eyes.
"A... carrot? L-look... Michael? We've had fun tonight, but... I'm sorry, I'm just... I'm not that kind of bunny. Okay?"
The other rabbit tried to grin, to shrug it off. He reached out for those ears again. Those sweet, perfect ears...
"Neither am I. R-really had you for a moment there, didn't I...?"
Edward kept his ears firmly out of reach though, and already Michael could see him beginning to shuffle back towards his side of the car's rear door.
"Yeah... no. I... I think it's time we said goodnight. I mean, carrots? Holy shit, Michael... have a little self respect..."
By Jeeves
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