Foxtail Elementary: Chapter 5
A note from Kitsukami:
Well, I think y'all are going to love me! :D I finally, FINALLY finished this damned chapter. I should be writing more often, but I can't say that I'll be able to post often due to my lack of private internet (I depend on McDonald's internet to be on the interwebs now. :0).
By the way, there's going to be a lot of transitions between "scenes", so try to keep up. :3
Oh, and please let me know what tags I should put because I'm lazy and don't feel like trying to think of them all.
Enjoy.
"Can I get one more?" Jasmine asked, his paw raised towards the bartender of the dimly lit, lonely bar. After all, he was really the only one that stayed until closing time.
"Sure thing, hun... but this is the last one, you've had quite enough." The wolf said with a caring tone in his voice as he handed the lapine boi a drink.
Jasmine nodded softly. "Who knows? Maybe these damn things will drown me before I actually grow the balls to kill myself." With that, the bunny chugged down the drink and slammed it back down onto the bar.
"You know, you really should take better care of yourself. It can't be that bad." The bartender said, though he didn't look up from the glass he was cleaning.
Jasmine gave the canine a sharp look that made him flinch a bit. "Look at you... trying to make use of your 'bartender's wisdom' to solve a problem that you know nothing about. Stay out of my business, wolfy." He snapped. And with that, Jasmine stood to leave.
"My name is Alan, not Wolfy. I don't have some stupid bartender's wisdom, I have eyes and seeing as you're the only one that comes to this ol' join, it's pretty damn easy to see your troubles." The wolf said, his voice stern, but calm. "If you don't want to take care of yourself, get someone to take care of you."
Jasmine stood silently, his ears slowly drifting downward as if he was trying to figure out whether or not he was really going to leave. "W-who... would want to take care of someone like me...?" He asked, folding his arms in front of him.
"What do you mean? You're pretty as a minx." Alan said, his voice coming from just behind the bunny as his arms wrapped around jasmine's waist. "But then again, I'm just a bartender... what would I know?"
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"I've... never really done with before..." Jasmine admitted softly, his voice saturated in worry and embarassment.
Alan let out a soft chuckle before giving his lover that trademark wolfy grin, the one that always seemed to melt away any and all of Jasmine's problems. It was for this reason, along with many more, that the bunny had so deeply fallen for the malamute.
After a couple of months, Jasmine even found it appropriate to leave his own apartment and move in with Alan. After all, the place was an all too tangible reminder of so many love attempts failed and gone with the passing of time.
And now the two lovers found themselves in this very intimate situation, latched in a loving embrace as they prepared to deepen not only their relationship, but their love and trust for one another. Through this ever-sacred rite of taking his lover's virginity, what was lost would be replaced with the ability to create love.
"I'll be gentle, sweetheart." Alan said, caressing the bunny boi's curvy form with such tenderness that it sent shivers deep within him, the sensation tingling at the tips of his fingers as it moved down to the base of his tail - and everything in between.
Jasmine let out a soft moan as he felt his canine lover begin to slip off his clothes with such care and grace that it seemed almost proper to call it an art form. However, the bunny wasn't as gracious with the task of removing his clothes. He was clumsy and uncoordinated with a nervous tingle and drunken with his rising lust - the two emotions seeming to mingle in a pulsing worry that his body seemed eager to rid.
Bare-bodied and eager to continue, the two lovers pressed their muzzles together in a desperately passionate but messy kiss.
Panting and grasping lewdly against one another, the malamute finally decided it was time to proceed, his thick member pulsing lustfully out of its sheath as it dripped with pre. Alan wasted no time as he stroked his hungering length into full erection, pressing and prodding it against the bunny's virgin tailhole to elicit a girlish moan from his lover.
That sound was all the encouragement the malamute needed as he began rolling his hips into a gentle grind, his shaft slithering easily into the tight pre-soaked pucker that gasped and tightened along his throbbing length. Jasmine shuddered timidly, the feeling of another male inside of him feeling odd, uncomfortable, yet more arousing than anything he could ever had mustered on his own.
After a few minutes, Jasmine's own member stood at attention as it throbbed and spat out pre liberally from its tip, staining his bellyfur with its viscous form.
Quickly seizing the opportunity, Alan craned his neck over to begin licking gently at the bunny boi's tip before wrapping his tongue around his length to pull it into his muzzle. This sent a sensation unlike any other through Jasmine's body, as he began to jerk and arch his back, his muzzle opening in an almost silent moan of ecstacy. It wasn't long before the bunny felt his loins begin to tighten, his climax quickly approaching.
"A-alan.... I can't.... keep this up....!" Jasmine panted heavily, his paws clutching the sheets beneath him as he began writhing and bucking his own hips, effectively muzzle-fucking the malamute. Alan grinned into his work, not minding at all as he simply took his bunny lover's shaft deeper into his muzzle.
However, the canine knew that he wouldn't last long either. He could feel the base of his shaft begin to swell, developing a thick knot that played at the bunny's tight pucker.
"I know... I-I.... I'm close too sweetheart!" Alan moaned, his thrusts growing harder, shorter, more brisk. He was trying everything he could to press that knot through the lapine's body, no longer caring to be as gentle as he said he was going to be.
Jasmine panted and whimpered, his moans growing hoarse as he arched his back against the brutal fucking that his lover was administering. He could feel all of the tension inside of his own throbbing shaft quickly build up against the canine's tongue before releasing all at once as his thick seed released. Jasmine panted, feeling his lover's knot press through his tailhole at almost the exact same moment, milking even more of the thick white fluid from him as Alan happily swallowed what he could.
However, the knot that continued to swell inside of the bunny's body was an extremely painful adjustment, but was easily soothed as the malamute began softly bucking his hips, his muzzle moving up to meet the bunny's, pressed together in a lustful and dirty cum-flavoured kiss. The canine's seed seemed to boil out of the tip of his shaft, quickly filling every crevice that was perceptible to the bunny, sending him over the edge for one more (much smaller) orgasm.
"Oh... my god..." Jasmine panted, pressing his muzzle into his lover's chest as they both began to come down from their sexual highs, "That... was amazing, sweetheart..."
"I know... I love you my little bunny-babe..." Alan smiled, pecking another kiss onto the bunny's muzzle before relaxing and taking his lover strongly into his arms to sleep. "I love you too..."
It was amazing to Jasmine... he'd been through so many failed relationships... so many hurtful times, so many heartbreaks. Every single one seemed to end exactly the same, and Alan didn't seem to be acting any differently from those others that seemed to tear apart the bunny's heart without a second thought. But it was this, a union of not just souls, but bodies as well that seemed to make the lapine feel safe, secure... even loved. With that thought in mind, Jasmine closed his eyes for the best sleep he'd had in a long, long time.
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Alera looked to his mother with eyes aglow and cheeks a bit blushy from such a naughty, but beautiful, story.
"But, mama... that doesn't sound like it's very bad. I mean, what if me and Lucas are like that together? I mean, he said he's my mate, and I love him and-" The bunny looked up at his mother as she pressed a furred digit against his lips.
"You're too young to know what love is sweetheart. You care for him, sure... but just..." Jasmine stopped herself, trying to find gentler words than the ones she was thinking, "You just need to see where you're heading together. Nothing is set in stone, and if I can't stop what's happening to you, then he might not feel the same about the relationship."
The young bunny cub didn't really understand what his mother was saying, but it was best to heed her words. After all, she knew better than he did. "Yes, mama." He said softly, but looked up again. "But mama, are you going to tell me what happened afterwards? If it was so happy, why did daddy leave? And why are you a girl now?"
Jasmine smiled, pushing a bit of her long hair out of her face. "Well, you see... after a while, the same exact thing happened to me. I was sick and then this mark appeared on my tongue... soon I began to change, and in the months following your conception, I grew pregnant and at the time of birth I was a full fledged woman." She said, a hint of regret in her voice as she struggled to continue, "After that, your father quickly lost interest in me... he said I wasn't the same rabbit that he'd fallen in love with. He didn't understand that love was beneath the surface... he left, taking your brother with him."
Alera gasped... at first he was shocked about the transformation, then he was worried about the pregnancy. However, everything seemed unimportant for the time being as his ears perked atop his head, his eyes growing wide. "I have... a brother!?"
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"I have a brother!?" Lucas asked in surprise as he looked to his father. It didn't seem possible... he'd always been an only child - at least, as long as he could remember. And why would his father hide such a thing from him in the first place?
"Yes, you have a brother. I know, you're wondering why I'd hide that from you... but, it's just that..." the malamute looked away, early memories of his lover surfacing like painful scars, "He reminded me too much of your mother. I had to... get away from him. You took my genes."
"But what does that have to do with me being with Alera? You can't tell me who I can date and who I can't! You make the house rules, but you don't run my life dad!" Lucas said, his teeth bared as he growled angrily.
"For the last time, I forbid you to see that damned rabbit. Find yourself a different mate, wolves and prey-species were never meant to be anything but enemies. I'll not have you tarnishing our name with the likes of that little brat." he said, though his voice seemed to waiver a bit with sympathy for his son.
It wasn't fair for him, but he couldn't have the little pup being hurt like he was, and Alera looked so much like Jasmine that there was no doubt the son of that damned lapine that he'd left so many years ago.