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All around sang the crackling of fire as embers danced with the shadows of the gathered. Laughter rang with the chords of guitar and singers alike as the party hit a fever pitch. All around the roaring bonfire were men and women in various states of drunkness; the outskirts already home to some in stoned slumber in various states of undress. Yet, despite the wild crowd, one stood out from all others.

Her fur a milky white with a tuft atop her head an ashen grey danced a tall, slender hare who seemed lost to the sounds around her. Not in drunken daze but in pure passion for the art of movement. Watching her from his seat, Dustin couldn't help but feel almost hypnotized as he watched the swaying of her ass in the tight black denim of her jeans.

"You okay bro?" asked the coyote at the male rabbit's side. Tapping the earth colored lapine with the cold glass of his beer bottle Trevor tried to follow his gaze. "Damn," he muttered as he too saw the women his friend had been watching in adoration. When the rabbit at his side didn't respond Trevor gave Dustin a slight shove.

Blinking as he finally broke his gaze from the sight of the white hare Dustin turned to his friend and arched a brow. "What? Oh, uh..." He paused as he glanced back to the women. "I'm fine. Think she'd want to dance?"

"Dance? Yeah. With you? Hell no." The coyote laughed a bit before downing the rest of his drink. Setting the bottle next to several others already long since drained Trevor went on to say, "A girl like that? Probably a lesbian with your luck. Plus you can't dance for shit. She looks like she belongs out there."

"Who is she?" Dustin asked as a long ear canted toward his friend. "Do you know her?"

Shaking his head, Trevor looked through the scattered bottles in hopes of finding one yet to be opened. "Not a clue. Chester would have said if someone that hot was showing up. She doesn't seem to have a date either. Party crasher maybe?" Cussing a bit the coyote started to stand on shaky knees. "I'll be back. Need more beer."

Dustin watched as his friend stumbled off toward the group of coolers that held the night's beverages. The rabbit couldn't help but give a small laugh as he watched the other man topple over not ten feet from his goal. The rabbit thought that he ought to check on the canine to make sure he was okay yet let the thought slip from his mind as he turned his gaze back towards the fire.

To his dismay the hare was nowhere to be seen. Frowning, Dustin felt a sinking weight of disappointment in his chest as the mental image of the dancing woman replayed in his mind. Leaning back on his elbows he instead turned his attention to the nearby heather that swayed in the warm glow of the firelight. Where he had thought to see the flowers, however, he saw burning amber eyes looking to him above a coy, white grin.

Staring at the hare as the woman knelt less than ten feet from him Dustin tried to find a word to say amidst the flurry of questions in his mind. He let his eyes wander down to the grey tank top she wore and the hinting of her small but shapely breasts hidden beneath. Thinking it too obvious the rabbit instead looked to her arms and the studded leather bracers she wore. They seemed so out of place and yet blended perfectly into the woman's presentation.

When the hare spoke her voice carried a warm Scottish tone that brought an odd stirring in Dustin. "You okay?" she asked with that same grin even as she started to crawl slowly towards the rabbit. "You seemed so alone. Do you want to dance?"

Looking back up to meet those fiery eyes Dustin felt his breath catch in his throat. The way those amber gems reflected the crackling fire gave the hare an otherworldly feel. "I would," he said, "but I'm sort of rubbish at dancing. Two left paws. You know?"

With a quick glance behind her at those slender white paws the hare replied, "No they do both seem to be right and proper." Turning back to Dustin the woman added, "Maybe you just haven't had the right teacher. Please? Will you give me right of way to teach you to dance with me?"

At first Dustin could do little but blink in surprise as he felt his head nodding in consent. He hadn't thought to do it nor was he thinking of standing. Yet, despite that, his body was rising and closing the distance towards the woman. Offering a hand, the rabbit helped the hare to stand. Her hand in his was soft as silk but her grip was like iron. In a swift motion she was up and drawing him towards the fire.

In that moment Dustin felt himself wrapped in the music he had only barely heard before. Lively in a way that flowed like water yet urged him to jump to and fro like the roaring flames. Never once did the hare loosen her grip of him even as her eyes once more came to meet his. Then they danced. The grass beneath the fur of his paws yielded to his weight as the two moved in graceful step like one body. Dustin twirled as she did and longed for her gaze once more in that quick breath they were apart.

The hare led him through the whisking embers that glowed like stars around them. The light seemed to cast no beam beyond them as the two danced in their own world around the blaze. The music sounded near then far as they moved. Their bodies met them parted at the hare's slightest whim. Dustin could only follow as she led him through the shimmering lights that shrouded them from the world outside.

When the song came to an end Dustin found himself wanting more. More of the night, of her touch, and the warmth that filled his body. In laboured breathes the rabbit looked out to the white hare and saw her gaze had turned to something beyond the heather. A gathering of large stones that the rabbit hadn't recalled.

"Come," she said without turning back. Releasing Dustin's hand the woman took off at a run that begged the rabbit to give chase. Her tail flashed in the night as the beckon for her partner to follow.

And follow he did. Without a thought to what awaited Dustin bound after her as his ears picked up the drunken cries like hounds baying from those around him. He didn't care if they knew what he wanted nor what he desperately hoped to find waiting behind the stone. The spell he felt himself under drew him onward be it from magic or pure lust.

Making his way quickly behind the stones Dustin found the hare standing there with head held high. She motioned him toward her as her hands came to gently take hold of his once more. Like before those soft furred hands were like silk against his yet the force behind them was gone. Instead her grip was gentle as a feather's touch in a way that teased the skin beneath his own dusty fingers.

"Will you dance with me? Closer than before?" Her voice asked the question in such playful invitation that Dustin actually felt himself tense at the promise hidden in her words.

"How close?" he asked in quivering tone. His mouth was dry as he drew in a nervous breath. The front of his jeans ached from anticipation despite not knowing her true intent.

Thankfully he was soon proven correct. Stepping back from him, Dustin watched as the hare pulled her shirt over her head. Tossing it aside she brought one of his hands up to cup the firm, fluffy white mounds of her breasts. "This close." Leaning in, her muzzle met his in a deep, passionate kiss even as her fingers moved to work at his belt.

Letting his palms rub along those perky breasts Dustin returned the kiss with lustful fire. His thumbs moved to rub across the erect teets of the hare's breasts even as he felt pressure easing off his trapped shaft. He held back a laugh as her dull claws tickled along his stomach while she undid the button of his jeans. With nimble grace his zipper soon followed and cool air of night graced along his shaft.

Giving a small gasp, Dustin watched as the hare worked his jeans down his thighs until they were gathered at his ankles. He did little more than watch then as the woman brought those gentle fingers up to rub at the sensitive flesh of his shaft. Each strand of fur sent its own ripple of pleasure through that tender spire even as the doe rubbed a thumb along the tip.

"You wish to see more of me?" she asked curiously as her fingers started to stroke along his cock in steady motions. "Pretty thick. It'll feel grand inside I bet."

Dustin swallowed hard as he watched her toy with his erection. "Y...yeah but... maybe uh... a few licks first?"

The hare laughed softly as he eyes locked with his once more. In that instance the rabbit felt his body fill with her warmth as his hands moved to grip her head. Guiding her mouth to the end of his cock Dustin let out a low groan as he saw it disappear deep into her short muzzle. Damp warmth washed over the length of him as he drew her deeper until her lips pressed against his sheathe in lewd embrace not unlike a kiss.

Slowly, Dustin started to pull his hips back even as he felt the woman's tongue working the full length of his cock. He thrust slowly back in until those tender lips met his sheathe once more. Groaning, the rabbit held her head firmly in his grasp as he started to steadily build his rhythm. Likewise, the hare worked her tongue around his shaft in skillful motion while her hands moved to massage his heavy sack.

Just as Dustin felt his release drawing near enough he thought it would be unstoppable the hare gave the base of his shaft a firm squeeze. Releasing her head the rabbit watched as the woman pulled back from his groin. Looking up to him the hare stood and brought her lips back to his.

As the two took up another deep kiss Dustin let his hands wander to grab at the toned cheeks off her ass. To his surprise he found fir where he expected denim; both jeans and panties already discarded. Spinning them both around, the rabbit pinned the woman to the large rock and lifted her up a bit.

Breaking the kiss, Dustin peeled his shirt off and tossed it aside. Beyond the stone hideaway music could be heard drifting up the small valley. Carefully, the rabbit brought the hare down until he felt the head of his cock spreading her slick labia petals. "Should I be gentle?" he asked as he looked down between them.

"No."

With that in mind the rabbit slammed his hips forward as that spongy, warm flesh drew him deep into the woman's snug passage. Groaning out as he felt the hare lock her ankles behind his back Dustin started to give a series of short, firm thrusts into that heated embrace.

Looking up from where his shaft was steadily slipping past the woman's outer folds the rabbit groaned loudly in concentration. He barely had the strength to the her up even as he felt her pulling herself down. Meeting her amber gaze once more, however, found his strength to press on renewed. Moaning loudly, the buck worked his hips steadily until he reached the limits of his speed.

Every forward motion found him embraced in her body's warmth. Each draw out only served to fill him with greater desire to stay inside her. He watched the pleasure in her eyes as his chest pressed against hers for better support. Pinning her against the rock Dustin was barely able to register he'd never put on a condom.

Not that it would matter. He held no desire to pull even as his rough pace drew him closer to his inevitable climax. The hare drew him close against his body as her passionate cries sang along with his in time with the music beyond. Gripping his shoulders tightly, the woman cried out as her body grew tense around him.

Then, too, did Dustin reach his peak. Deep inside the doe's tight passage the rabbit let his plentiful seed erupt. Thick gushes of cum pumped from his cock as his lips moved to silence them both in a final kiss. Holding her close, the buck felt the contractions of her vaginal walls milk him of his load.

Only when he felt the grass against his back did Dustin realize she'd knocked him back. Groaning from the ache in back and loins both the rabbit looked up into those teasing eyes as the doe pinned him firmly down. His hands moved to grasp her wrists as they wrapped around the leather of her studded bracers. Chuckling, he said, "So was that a good enough dance?"

Grinning down to him the hare sat up and began to bounce her weight along his still erect shaft. The overwhelming sensations drew a whimper from Dustin's throat to which she laughed softly. "It was good but now you are mine for the night." Holding her head high, she looked to the starry sky and said, "You headed the call of the White Hare young one. Saw me dancing in the night... but I do not dance only once. When I dance I do so until dawn."

Turning her powerful gaze down to him once more she grinned as she continued to ride the rabbit's aching shaft. "So now you shall moan my warning through the valley and dead of night. Dance until dawn with me." Leaning down, she kissed him deeply before whispering into his ear. "Or shall I steal your soul away?"

Moaning aloud, Dustin grasped her hips firmly in his as he looked up to her. "For such a fair maid? I would dance and still be stolen away. For now-" He paused as he gave a firm thrust into her, "let us see what the morning brings." Laughing, he watched the white hare moan as the fire in her eyes continued to burn.