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Chapter Seven

The rest of the day was a glaze to him, overwhelmed between the exhausting day and clear emotions beginning to flourish with this odd relationship, he could barely recall getting cleaned up, dried off and taken out of the bathroom. The next time he snapped back into focus he heard the tin voices of a tv playing against a far wall, while he laid in the field of soft fur that was her bare stomach.

Sam was laid upon her bed without a trace of cloth to be found on her. The dusk of the day outside the window colored the walls orange in the dying light. Snake brought his paw through the fur he laid in and the warmth he was basking with. He couldn't help the murr pulling through his form at the wonderful sensations.

While Sam seem to be distracted with the television, Snake was distracted with her form. Looking down the length of her lower stomach and across those lengthy hills of her thighs, all the way down the black furred legs that eventually crossed at the ankles. The fluffy cloud that was her black tail raised and lowered off to the side of her hips casually. Then he peered up in awe, the ridges of well defined abs barely hidden beneath her short white fur up to the voluptuous mounds of her bare breasts and further to her steely gaze fixated on the screen. He had seen her naked before, even took part of her form, but never had he seemingly had such free roam without fear.

As his bed slowly raised and lowered to her calm breaths, he decided to crawl on knees and paws a bit lower on Sam. He eventually stumbled as the stomach his paws were pushing across fell into what he discovered to be her navel. The cavity was just large enough to fit his paw into. Curiously he ran his touch around the divot, exploring how it curved inward in a fashion that matched her sleek build.

With a soft shift of the muscles beneath him, he looked back to see those blue steel eyes staring down at him. Snake hesitated for a moment with some concern filling his thoughts.

"I was just looking." He sheepishly admitted, as if he was caught in the act of violating her.

"So am I." Sam responded monotone, the answer was a simple response, but more telling that he wasn't pushing boundaries yet.

Snake thought for moment, seeming that he got the green light to continue so he did. The small rabbit moved further down through the freshly cleaned fur, eventually having to prop his paws up against the start of her inner thighs. He now had quite the view, right down between her thighs, a cavern of fur against each other but apart enough for him to see those swollen lips of her sex he was swimming through just hours ago.

Snake stared for a moment, from those pillars of strength that was her thighs several times thicker then he was, to the wide hips that supported such an incredible form. Every inch of her demanded admiration which the rabbit gave freely in his awe struck gaze. After the earlier events of today, Snake acknowledged that he was laid upon a form of strength, discipline and respect that he had somehow gained the favor of.

It was completely without warning, when Snake felt the thighs he had balanced himself on suddenly shift outward. He didn't have anytime to catch himself, and slipped straight down between those now spread thighs. Right past those fuzzy lips he was just admiring, Snake fell onto the bed sheet below on his back, looking up in time to see the light fade as those thighs returned to their original position. Snake was now laying in a prison of white fur in nearly all directions, surrounded by her warmth with only a little bit of room to squirm around onto his knees and paws once more.

Snake couldn't see it, but a smile peeled across that fanged maw of hers when she saw him vanish between her legs. While the rabbit knew she was toying with him, he also thought she would retrieve him from his new position afterwards but she didn't. He couldn't complain however, he had found himself able to admire something he wasn't able to before, face to face with the bottom of her well filled out rear. She had a well toned rump but one that wasn't afraid to hold some curves to it.

Snake had certainly hesitated for a moment, staring at those cheeks that were firmly pressed together before him. Certainly she didn't wish for him to continue in that direction, but taking a look around there wasn't very many options. Snake couldn't squeeze beneath her thighs, he might be able to squirm back up but he would have to touch her sex to do it. He probably wouldn't be able to get out from under her if he pushed forward but he had to admit to himself it was tempting.

After weighing out his options and having time to confirm she wasn't retrieving him, he reached his paw forward to place on one of those generous furred walls before him. He felt the soft fur, a subtle amount of fat as the wall has some give, then the dense amount of muscle beneath that. There was little response from Sam, so Snake pushed his paw further, down between the two walls. He felt his paw sink into the warmth of her rear, plush walls with certainly enough give he could squirm between them, and then a soft shiver ripped across her form all around him.

Snake's heart was in his throat as the signs were telling him she was ok with this, perhaps even wanted it. Finally he had committed, crawling forward to push his cheeks flush with hers. He had to grab onto the sides of her rump to pull himself forward while his strong legs pushed against the bedding to wedge the little rabbit up into her rear.

The first note Snake made to himself was how this prison of fur had less give to it then when he was trapped in her cleavage. This was a snug fit even for his small form, and after exerting himself he only managed to get his upper half wedged into her. Though he had not gone far, he was already finding himself stuck and took a moment to catch his breath. That is when Snake gave notice to a different scent to her then he was use to but not a very strong due to the recent bath.

Snake only needed to move his arm slightly for his paw to run across the rubbery surface of a puckered anus not far from his head. This had caused another tremble from the wolfess, vibrating all around him. He tried to pull his paw back but with himself being stuck it was easier said than done. The puckered muscle flexed to his paw, pushing against his touch and all Snake could do was blush.

Sam was enjoying herself, feeling the small rabbit was probably stuck. Dark thoughts began to fill her mind as she felt his paw pressing against her tailhole. The wolfess rolled over, and out of the bed, her cheeks clenched for a moment to hold the rabbit firmly where he was. She then went to a dresser draw.

Snake could feel his world shifting around before being squeezed tighter with the warm firm walls around him. His captor was mobile, the cheeks swayed and shifted for a moment causing him to roll until he was facing her fully. Wondering if she was about to pluck him out and put an end to his exploration, Snake was shocked when he felt something pull up against his back.

Cotton cloth wedged between the wolf's cheeks, cradled the rabbit and brought him up against her form. She had dawned a snug fitting thong that was pushing Snake's face right into her anus. He felt that cloth straddle up between his own legs, the only part of him not smothered into her form. He then felt a finger, drawn over her cotton clad sex, down over his rump and up his back. The large digit finally fell at the back of his head and firmly pushed his snout into the very wrinkles of her tailhole. Snake got an ample amount of her scent, enough to make his head swirl for a moment as he shivered.

After that tease, Sam laid back down curious to see what the rabbit would do now. With the prodding finger now gone, his prison had shifted again. Snake took a moment to readjust himself to the change in gravity. He felt that perhaps this adventure had come to a close, he didn't want her to fall asleep with him stuck in the back of her thong all night. No matter how majestic she was, a rear end tends to be a dirty place to stick around in.

With a push of his paws against her, he gave himself enough space to take advantage of his flexibility. Curling himself inward, he reached his paws down to the cloth running up his thighs and took hold, pulling himself forward so he was now belly down on the cloth with his back pushing against her, and his feet planting against the bottom of her cheeks. With a bit of wiggling and pushing he managed to fully free himself from the crack of her rear, but he was still stuck in this tight fitting thong.

With the back of his head near the bottom of her sex, his paws pushed around the cloth to try and find an edge, but they were tightly sunk into the creases of where her thigh met her hips. That's when Snake felt it, a drip of something warm and wet upon the top of his head. A wave of anxiety took over him, as he knew all his squirming had made her excited. He was already in a poor position with her sexually charged sex above him starting to produce nectar again, he needed to get out and could only rationalize one way to go.

Looking up, Snake however found even more concern with this route, the thong was molded firmly around her folds, he would have to slide himself literally between them to get up, and it wouldn't be easy with his limited options of where to grab.

With no time to fret, he took tufts of fur in his paws and pushing with his feet against her, he began to scale upwards. His paws snuck between the cloth and her folds as his head was brought up between them. What Snake didn't know was his decision to press on had doomed him from the start, each movement was encouraging the sensations she felt. Her sex was now giving off distinct pheromones clouding around the rabbit. Heated air now moist in her musk was all he could breath as he tried to get further up.

Snake was bathing in the precursor of her arousal, his chest now between her folds as he panted the thick air, going for another pawfull when the cavern he was against winked. The walls pressed together inside, and the muscles brought forth a little bit of those juices. To the rabbit, it was bit more than a damp spot in her underwear however. The juices pushed into his face and fur, pressing into the cloth around him and began to dampen her fur. Her sex left him submerged for but a moment until it calmed from the simple spasm.

Snake gasped when the heated air returned, having had a taste of her pleasure. He was certainly running out of time as the fur he was using to climb was becoming slick with her essence. He squirmed and struggled up, getting high enough that his feet no longer reached her rear and had to join the rest of him inside her underwear. He had just managed to get his face to the top of her folds, bringing his snout right up against her harden clit. A deep thrumming moan came from above him like a long rumble of thunder.

Snake paused, realizing this wasn't any real danger he was fleeing from, she was enjoying this clearly. The moment in the bath she had coated him in her essence to protect him, but this was different, this was for her pleasure not him. Snake finally put these thoughts together, and gave into the situation, opening his maw to push that throbbing clit past them. Sucking on her, Snake encouraged her pleasure as thighs came to clench softly around him in a hug and her hips jerked.

Snake had resigned himself to this fate and she knew it, her paw came down to press against the rabbit's back. Sam began rubbing him against herself, causing his hold on her clit to slip. Snake began to fall back down, but his paws quickly took hold of her clit and held on tight for the ride. He was tall enough that his footpaws sunk back down between her flexing cheeks, even his toes were rubbing against her tailhole as she rubbed the small rabbit up and down.

Snake was being ground into her sex beneath the damp groin of her thong. Her pulse was ringing in his ears as her cunt winked again, pushing more of that thick nectar out onto him. His paws worked over her clit as he tried desperately to keep a hold of it, another moan rumbling out of the wolfess as she began humping into her own hand, grinding against her heat, all with the small rabbit trapped in the middle.

It didn't take too long before all around Snake was her nectar, he was drinking the musky thick juices given to him in copious amounts as she panted somewhere above him. Her sex flexed, muscles tightening and her cheeks clenched keeping Snake's toes firmly tickling her anus. A growl from above alerted Snake as he was smeared across her sex. Waves a pleasure road out in muscle spasms as a large amount of her essence gushed across his form. Snake became a living cum stain on the crotch of her thong as she rode out the final waves of her orgasm against him.

Sam's form had finally calmed, Snake was stuck between her wet folds with his head buried somewhere in her flooded tunnel when he began to hear her tiredly moan. Sam however, was really giving a pleasurable murr while she began to fondle her breast. The bunny would soon find that she was preparing for a second round.

Since Snake was trapped between her folds and against her paw, he was stuck through her self teasing and his unwitting aid as she built herself up again over the next ten minutes. He then had to endure a second, equally as rough orgasm, further flooding his cotton confines. Snake had worried at that point a third go might arouse from the wolf but he was met with no further attempts. Sam was in fact not even moving the paw against her cunt, she had pleasantly rode her last orgasm to a relaxing sleep.

This was unfortunate timing for Snake, as night had came and she probably wasn't going to wake until morning. He was more than capable of holding his breath in the meantime, but every time he did open his maw a flood of her left over essence would invade him. Still he would have to wait until sometime in the night her paw would move from her groin. He would slide with the remnants of her earlier orgasms until he could wedge himself back into the back side of the thong between her cheeks. At least here he was safe from the flood of her cum, he could breathe again the air of her rump. He would have to settle for this, and find sleep of his own. It wasn't hard to do when surrounded by the hugging warmth of her fur, despite being intimately against her tailhole.