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The snow had been falling all day, soft and white outside the shop windows. I thought it might keep customers away, but it didn't seem to. Apparently, there was a virus going around the city and word had gotten out that I had a special tea blend that would prevent the illness. It wasn't even one of our_special blends--_that is to say, it wasn't magic, just the right kind of herbs to fight off a nasty cold. So I spent the day mixing echinacea, licorice root, ginger, and some proprietary herbs in with our basic tea base, waiting on customers, and mopping up the floor from dirty snowmelt. Usually, I love the snow, but after a day like that, I was ready for spring.

After the last customer, I locked the door and flipped the_Closed_sign over with a sigh, running a paw back through my fur and over my stubby ears. I was a dwarf Rabbit, with long black fur, except for my nose, tail, and one hindpaw, which were white, so handling a normal-sized mop was a workout, to say the least. The handle was taller than I was. Of course, I was used to things being taller than me.

After cleaning the stone floor one final time, I turned off the lights and headed for the workroom to mix a few dozen bags of tea in preparation for the next day.

Fwhump.

I jumped, spinning around as something hit the front window of the shop.Fwhap, splat. Two more snowballs pelted the shop front, followed by a chorus of giggles. Kids. I ignored them and continued to the back room. As long as they didn't break any glass, they could throw all the snowballs they wanted.

I spent a good couple of hours restocking the shelves and mixing teas, so it was quite late by the time I finally finished. I started to head upstairs to my apartment over the shop, but then I remembered the kids and their snowballs. I didn't want their slushy ammunition turning to ice against the building when the temperature dropped overnight. With a sigh, I grabbed my coat and hat, tucking my ears up inside as I headed for the front. I unlocked the shop door and picked up the snow shovel from the corner, the air already bitterly cold as I stepped out into the dark, snowy night.

Someone huge was standing just outside the door and I screamed, a short yelp of fear as my heart rate tripled, pounding at the base of my throat. The shovel slipped from my paw and hit the frozen cobblestones with a resounding clang. Gasping for breath, I clutched at my chest and leaned back against the wall, scowling up at the towering snowbeast someone hand built in the shop parking area.

It must have taken those damn kids an hour to build, standing six foot, at least, braced on two thick legs with massive arms raised in the air, like it was ready to pounce. The head was vaguely Wolf-like, with pointed ears and a long muzzle, though the features were crude and it was hard to tell what it was supposed to be. More care had been taken with the details between his legs, I noticed with a smirk. Some joker had added two large balls for testicles, with a snowy sheath above them, and an icicle broken from one of the leaky gutters for a cock.

I shivered, imagining that frozen rod sliding into my tailhole, and no surprise, my own cock hardened. Hey, I'm a Rabbit. It doesn't do anyone any good to deny your true nature, and mine was apparently to be the horniest Bunny in town. Well, not this time. No way was I humping a damn snow statue in the parking lot. I wasn't that desperate. Not quite.

I also couldn't leave it standing there, blocking my customers in the morning or potentially falling on someone. I'd have to remove it, as much as it pained me to do so. It was really neat looking, and someone had clearly spent a lot of time on it. My gaze was again drawn to the crystal ice cock, and I couldn't stop myself from reaching out and trailing a finger up the length of it. It was cold and smooth, and I swear I saw the snowbeast shudder.

"I'm losing my mind," I muttered, leaning down to pick up my shovel. A piece of paper on the windowsill caught my eye, the corner fluttering in the breeze. It was held down by two round, black rocks. No, not rocks, I discovered as I picked them up. Lumps of coal. On the paper was a note, written in a familiar hand.You know what to do with these. ~M

It could only be from Mer, but the note was wrong--I didn't have the faintest idea what I was supposed to do with two lumps of coal. I glanced up at the snowbeast, the light of the streetlamps casting deep shadows into his empty eye sockets.

"Seriously?" I asked myself as I went back inside and fetched my step ladder. I didn't know why I was bothering--I was just going to knock the thing down in a few minutes--but Mer never did anything without reason. Admittedly, the reason might only make sense to him, but there always was one. I climbed up and carefully pressed the black coal nodules into the empty eyes.

"There, I bet that's better," I said, and then, on a whim, I kissed him on the muzzle. Icy lips kissed back and I jerked away, losing my balance. I flailed desperately as I started to fall, only to be caught by a pair of strong, cold arms. "Thanks," I panted, looking up into the frozen face of the snowbeast, a spectral blue light glowing behind his dark, coal eyes.

He set me on my hindpaws, his icy fingers tugging at the front of my coat, and my breath caught in my throat. This couldn't be happening. It had to be a dream. That was it, I fell asleep in the workroom and I was dreaming. Either that, or Merlayne had given me magic coal that brought a horny snowbeast to life. Both were plausible, I supposed.

Either way, I knew better than to waste a good dream, or an even better spell. I reached out, stroking his throbbing icicle, and he moaned, a sound like glacial ice groaning. Stepping into his arms, I leaned down and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I was a little afraid I would melt him, but if anything, his cock grew thicker and more robust. I lapped at the head, tasting the precum that leaked from him, and found it surprisingly warm and chocolaty.

I pulled back and looked up at him. "Cocoa? Seriously?" I asked. He just grinned and shrugged his mighty shoulders. My paws stroked up and down his slick shaft, one dipping lower to caress and squeeze his snowballs as I swirled my tongue around his icy cockhead, sucking and licking the tapered tip. He panted, low moans escaping him until I felt his balls draw up, and I sucked harder, slurping down the rich, decadent cocoa that spurted from his cock.

As cold as it was outside, this delicious treat warmed me down to my toes. Drawing back, I licked my lips. "I hope that didn't melt your popsicle," I said, running my paw down his cock. Luckily, it was still hard as ice. "Oh, hell, why not?" I whispered, glancing up and down the street. It had to be nearly ten, the snow falling heavily beyond the shelter of my shop overhang, blocking out the world beyond. Quickly, I unbuttoned my jeans and shoved them and my boxers down around my ankles, shivering as the cold air bit through my thick fur.

"I b-b-better not get frostbite," I said, my teeth chattering a bit as I turned my back and braced my paws on the windowsill. I jumped as his cockhead slipped under my cottontail, like an ice cube pressed against my tailhole. It was cold, but it did nothing to numb my entrance. If anything, it made me more sensitive. I gasped as he pushed against my tight pucker, spreading the anal ring, his cock slick and slippery as he slid into me.

"Ohhh, fuck," I moaned, the cold making my muscles clench around him and my nerves tingle. The snowbeast wrapped his massive paws around my waist, holding me still as he proceeded to skewer me on his rigid pole. He rocked his hips, driving deep with every slow, relentless thrust, the delicious chill of that ice-cold cock sending shivers of pleasure shuddering through my body. My arms and legs shook, barely able to hold me up as my cock, reluctant to leave the warmth of my sheath, dribbled precum into the snow between my big hindpaws.

"Oh, please...oh, please..." I gasped as the pressure inside me built, heavy and throbbing in my nuts. I wasn't used to it taking this long. I was a Rabbit, after all. People didn't make disparaging remarks about our stamina for nothing. The snowbeast adjusted his angle and I cried out as his frozen cock rubbed and ground against my prostate. My eyes squeezed shut as I came hard, splattering the ground and melting the snow.

I would have let him finish, but the snowbeast pulled out, and I figured it was over, either the spell or the dream. Boy, was I wrong. He spun me around and lifted me off my footpaws, pressing my back against the exterior wall of the shop. I drew my knees up reflexively and he sank his cock into my tailhole again, his previous restraint forgotten. My body bucked, overly sensitive from my still-fading orgasm, but he didn't seem to mind my squirming and panting. He hammered my tight hole without mercy, until every muscle in my body tensed, shaking with another powerful orgasm. Ribbons of white splattered his chest, steam rising from his snowy body.

I could hear water dripping, splashing, and looked up as his ears turned to slush and ran down his face. Still he pounded into me, grunting, moaning, even as he melted. With one last, powerful thrust, he buried his icy cock deep inside me and came, flooding my insides with thick, gooey heat. I cried out and came again, ejecting my load onto a pile of watery slush--all that was left of my frozen lover.

I was soaking wet and shivering, but I managed to pull my pants up and grab my shovel, clearing the worst of the mess away from my front door before it could leak inside. As I turned to head inside, desperate for a hot bath and my pajamas, something in the snow caught my eye--two round lumps of coal, still glowing with an eerie blue light. I snatched them up and tucked them into my pocket. After all, it was several more weeks until spring.