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The protective dome was easily banished, a false champion that only stood in the way of her conquest. Her hand clutched at her prize carefully, not wanting to disturb it so much for fear that it would simply cease to exist. With the offering in hand, she lifted it slowly and admired it. A dark sheen that reflected the light glistened atop, the soft and cloud-like texture under her fingers was like a cloud given form. It was temptation, the soft scent of sugar wafting off it and making her mouth water as she slowly parted her jaws and-

"Betty!"

Betty squeaked as the éclair nearly tumbled from her fingertips, only barely managing to hold on by squeezing just a bit too tightly. Cream dribbled down onto her wrist as Sunny sighed and made a motion with her hand.

"Go 'head and have it." The rodent sighed as she pulled her uniform cap off, mopping at her forehead with the back of a hand. "Just ask next time and I'll set one out for ya." Sunny's brown fur tail disappeared around the back corner into the kitchens, leaving Betty alone with her treat.

She chewed thoughtfully around it, savoring the mix of dark chocolate and sweet cream mixing and dancing on her tongue. The pastry was but a vehicle, a confection that carried with it all those sugary flavors fit for a queen. A palm to her cheek as she finished off the rest in two quick bites, making a quiet little squeal to herself as she danced from foot to foot. Oh! To be surrounded by such flavors was a dream come true, and it was from a shop she (partly) owned! And yet there was always more! Confections sung their little tempting songs behind their cases but she shouldn't, nay!

And yet the lack of activity at the front was leading her mind to wander, placing a stout pink elbow onto the counter and burying her cheek against a fist as her curly tail twitched this way and that. Bother! Her lip curled down into a pout as she flicked her eyes towards the clock, a clock resolutely sticking at an impossible to cross fifteen minutes before they'd open their doors! Her breath huffed out in a sigh again, her mind turning that delectable pastry around as her most recent memory. Ah, but if only she could have another but Sunny would get angr-

Oooh, but Sunny wouldn't get angry with her if she did THAT now, would she? Ooh hoo hoo, how fae and fickle of her, just as her roots would be proud of. Betty slipped back away from the counter with a lick of her lips, creeping her body around the corner to find Sunny hard at work.

The poor Greedent, plugging away at another ball of dough with a rolling pin dusted with flour. The woman's whole body was into it, putting her weight down on her palms to press the dough as flat as it could possibly go. A flip, a fold back together, and once again the dough was pressed down into a thin sheet. Betty smiled as she slipped up behind her, hands up and poised out to the sides. Waiting for her moment. Waiting... waiiiiiting... waiting!

As soon as Sunny set the dough aside under a wet cloth towel, Betty's hands sprung into action! She squashed one breast from behind with her palm, the other going south and closing around the woman's cock through her clothes. Her breath inhaled somewhere around the rodent's neck, a giggle and a grin emerging as she lifted her head just enough to whisper. "Sunnyyyyyyyy, I want a special éclair, I'm still hungry..."

Outwardly, the squirrel groaned at the words teasing into her ear with exasperation dripping in her voice. And yet Betty knew that she'd immediately gotten deep into the squirrel's psyche, the way her posture had changed to allow her more room to grope and feel over Sunny's crotch at that tent pole starting to pitch up in her pants. All the more reason for her to keep groping, her teeth grazing along the squirrel's ear with breathy huffs against it, mashing her chest into the rodent's back and cooing. "Pleaaaaaaase?"

Sunny turned around, putting a hand on her hip with the other holding onto the rolling pin which she waved underneath Betty's nose. "You're lucky you're so goddamned cute, you know that? The rodent's eyes flicked towards the clock, shaking her head she saw just how much time they had left. "Fine! Turn 'round and close your eyes, you deviant." But Betty saw the corners of her lips curling, the barely restrained way her shoulders shook and her breath hitched with contained laughter.

The Clefable obligingly faced the wall, hands clasped behind her back as she rocked on her heels. The soft rustle of cotton, a clink of a belt, the whole of it dropping to the floor, all very common for these sorts of things. But even Betty perked up as there was another noise, like a stopper being opened, a bottle shook, and the distinct noise of a can of whipped cream. The fairy didn't dare peek, but she did wonder, biting her lower lip as her own hand creeped into the front of her pants and brushed along her slit. Ah! Damn, she was already so wet, the fluid connecting like pearls on a string when she brought the two digits out of her pants. She tasted it... just as sweet as she'd ever thought!

"Ahem?"

Betty turned around with her fingers still in her mouth for the better as she squealed when she saw it. Sunny's dick was proudly jutting from her pelvis, layered from root to tip in what looked like a thick chocolate sauce drizzled along the top and then a spiraled layer of whipped cream over that. And were those little sprinkles? Ahh! The fairy dropped to her knees without a second thought, carefully scooting herself forward until her cheek was flush with Sunny's thigh just so she could look at this treat from all angles. A little bead of precum hung from the squirrel's tip, tempting Betty to start there but she knew that she'd have all of it soon enough.

The pillowy mound of whipped cream came first... well obviously. It was on top of everything else! Her tongue deftly flicked out, washing from the squirrel's pubes the stray errant beads of the puffed cream that clung to it. Her first taste taken, Betty shivered as she let herself start from the bottom, swiping up that first layer of cream as carefully as she could. Beneath, one hand stroked over the rodent's pouch, feeling those full berries contained inside that fuzzy scrotum; two thick plums that had always satisfied the Clefable's cravings no matter what they might be in the bedroom! Or the kitchen, or the dining hall, or that beach at night that one time...

Sunny bit down a noise as the Clefable's lips planted softly at the tip of her cock as Betty finished stealing that layer of whipped cream, only a few vestiges of it had escaped from the woman's mouth. Lips slowly parting, Betty's breath washed in hot puffs across the tip of her shaft, making the squirrel's dick twitch with each one as she hung there, waiting for something. Some moment. It seemed to be when the rodent's brown-furred mitt clasped at the back of her head, twining strawberry pink fuzz in between the digits and trying to pull Betty forward. Betty obliged.

From this angle, she didn't taste anything at first as the chocolate smeared over her lips and the roof of her mouth. Just the pleasant, slightly sweat-tanged taste of dick, really! Oh, but maybe the slight bitter streak of precum that drooled heavily out of the tip also added its own taste? She paused with half of that shaft in her mouth, eyes drifting away from their target of the rodent's pelvis as she contemplated. Her tongue swooped around the top and she gasped as the salt and bitter mixed with the dark chocolate, her palate singing its praises.

The fairy's hand all but stuffed itself into her pants now, two fingers playing their way into her cunt as she drove herself all the way down to the rodent's base with a soft 'ulk' as the shaft speared into her throat. She'd done this so many times at this point that it barely registered in her head, but she knew that the squirrel was thicker around than even the most robust éclair they had on the menu so it was quite a feat to get used to all that! Her lips formed a seal around the base while her tongue flexed against the underside of Sunny's shaft, coaxing precum from it to ooze in thin ribbons down her throat while she savored the chocolate treat smearing along the roof of her mouth.

Control was soon out of her grasp anyway as both of Sunny's hands slipped around the back of her head, curling at the base of an ear each as the rodent started rocking her hips back and forth. Firm, over-powering thrusts that saw the Clefable's throat worked open each time it plunged back in, that thick chocolate oozing and melting down her lips and sticking to the squirrel's cock in streaks. Those fuzzy orbs clapped under her chin, tap-tap-tapping away the pendulous rhythm of the rodent's hips in opposing time to the actual motion of them. Betty kept herself calm and swallowed when she could, breathing in the intermittent spaces to keep her airway clear of anything that could make her start coughing. Her fingers pumped in and out of her own snatch, thumb grinding down firmly on her clit as she started whimpering around that fat rod.

Neither of them had much stamina for this sort of thing, the squirrel's pace slowing before too long as she took a few last thrusts before grunting out loud. Thick ribbons of seed spurted down Betty's throat before the squirrel pulled back just enough to let the salty cream mix with the remaining chocolate on the fairy's tongue. Betty tensed, her shoulders shaking as she finally managed to plunge her fingers in just the right way, gasping out as her orgasm hit her. Sunny pulled out of her lips with that thing still firing, the Clefable having a second to close her eyes before an arcing blast roped itself along her pink cheek and up towards her curly forelock of hair.

Betty's mouth hung open, cum still oozing on her tongue as she looked up at Sunny as the squirrel sunk back with a huff, grabbing a nearby towel to wipe her dick clean with a shudder going through her as soft cotton brushed on too-sensitive flesh. The Greedent seemed to be taking her time with it as she made sure all the chocolate sauce, all the whipped cream, all the spit, cum, and sprinkles were wiped off of her shaft before hoisting her pants back up and...

"Swallow." Betty obeyed with a light groan, gulping the mixture down with a noisy 'glrk' before opening her mouth again to show it was clear. And then she shot up onto her feet, giving the squirrel a big kiss on the cheek before nuzzling against it while the rodent tried to pry herself away.

"Rrrgh, c'mon. We gotta open. If you behave for the rest of the day... I'll give you another éclair. Maybe even a cream pie or two."

"No promises!" Betty giggled as she happily skipped off to the front, leaving Sunny to shake her head. The squirrel took a fresh éclair off of the cooling tray, the icing still just short of setting and popped it in her mouth, chewing thoughtfully around the pastry as she thought of something. Wait a minute.

"Get back here and wash your hands!"