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And Four's a Beach

Rube sat with the twins on the deserted beach a few hundred feet from where the night started, but with everything that happened he felt light-years away. He couldn't have imagined back then how wonderful life would be in three short hours, and now he couldn't imagine anything better.

Well he could, but that wasn't happening, so he tried not to let his fantasies get away from him.

They'd looked for Jaron after the debacle at the party and panicked a bit before a text message eased their worries; he didn't want to get in the way of their 'after-party celebration' and headed home early. Then Raz pulled rank as designated driver to bring them out here, not that anyone complained.

The night was warm, and they'd stripped down to their dress-pants, leaving the rest of their clothes in Rubric's car. The twins seemed fascinated with the panda's black and red fur and muscles, running their hands over him at every opportunity. He found it difficult to sit comfortably on the sand with their attentions focused on him, but he suspected his too-constrictive pants wouldn't be an issue for much longer.

Rube held both brothers in his lap as they hugged each other, the pure scent of their cologne the sweetest thing he'd ever inhaled. He breathed in deeply and nuzzled against them, and they shivered despite the heat. "Things were really bad for you guys for a long time, weren't they?" It wasn't really a question.

Raz sighed, leaning in against his twin for comfort. "You get used to it."

"Yeah." Chaz responded by laying his head on his brother's shoulder. "But it wasn't very pleasant."

Rubric kissed each of them on the shock of white fur between their ears. "I never knew. Why didn't you say something? Why didn't you put a stop to it in the beginning?"

"We tried!"

"Nothing worked!"

"And protesting didn't do any good."

"Yeah, complaining about it just made it worse."

"So we just acted like it didn't matter and after awhile, it didn't."

"Not so much, anyway."

"We still couldn't get a date to save our lives."

"And we only had a couple of friends that didn't turn on us."

"But at least we know who really cares."

...followed by a squeeze from both sides as the twins turned and hugged him tight.

Rube wrapped his tail around them and held them to him. "But...why didn't you tell me?"

They hugged him a little tighter and shivered again, but from an entirely different cause. "We know how much it hurts to get in Dahlia's way."

"We wanted to protect you."

He shook his head as he rubbed each of them behind the ears. "Please don't do that again. You're my friends whatever happens, and I love you. Tell me if something's wrong, and I'll help however I can. Boyfriends protect each other yes, but we also help each other, and I can't help if you don't tell me what's wrong. Promise me?"

The twins nuzzled into his embrace and he felt them nod, one after the other. "But it goes both ways, Spazz."

"You have to tell us, too."

"You were so miserable earlier, and if we hadn't pushed you'd still be sitting on this beach feeling awful."

"Fair enough." And now came time for the unvarnished truth, painful as it was. He sighed. "I guess there's one thing you need to know. One of the reasons I never told you I liked you was because I heard all those horrible rumors. I knew they weren't true, but the nagging doubt in the back of my head wouldn't shut up. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I wondered if I'd be just another conquest." He hugged them tighter as a couple of tears fell into their fur. "I even believed Dahlia when she told me you were cheating on me, Raz. Everyone made your lives so miserable, and I wasn't any better. I'm so sorry I doubted you. I understand if you're upset; you have every right to be."

The twins stilled, and he wondered if they were about to stand up and leave. But Raz rubbed against his chest-fur with his fingers, and there was no anger in the movement. "I'm not mad, Rube."

Chaz rubbed his back the same way. "Me neither. You were our friend even when everyone else abandoned us. Well, almost everyone."

"You were right beside us the whole time, and even stood up for us."

"Yeah, we heard about what you did to Garth on Valentine's Day back in freshman year. Who knew that hanging someone from a door by a wedgie could lead to becoming friends?"

The red panda chuckled and shook his head. "I never did that."

"But Angie Stratford saw you walking out of the storage closet right before they found him!"

Rube rolled his eyes. "Now who's listening to rumors? Garth ran his mouth at the wrong time, and he kinda pissed Jaron off. There's a reason he runs away any time Jare comes in the room."

Chaz's eyes sparkled above his grin. "Either way, you made up for it pretty well tonight."

"And as long as you don't do it again, we're even."

"No more doubts...right?"

He shook his head, and the conviction in his voice surprised even him. "No more doubts."

"Good." Chaz's grin widened. "And besides, boyfriends help each other, but we also forgive each other."

He gave them a squeeze. "Damned straight."

And they giggled at the irony in the way that came so easily to them, then turned around the rest of the way and pushed him to his back in the sand.

They crawled up his body, their claws digging in slightly as they did, and his heart suddenly pounded against his ribcage so hard it amazed him they weren't flung off.

The twin scents of the young bucks filled his world, sweet and musky, and he realized that what he'd always thought was cologne...wasn't. It was pure rabbit, and he found himself gasping, drowning in a scent he suddenly needed more than mere air.

The fragrance of their skin made him pant. The brush of their fur against his made him sweat. The meeting of lips as they kissed made him dizzy. The grinding of their erections into his stomach made him groan. Their touch electrified him and sent his tail coiling and curling around itself in spasms he couldn't control.

He had no idea how long their kiss lasted, but he went from one to the other and back again, tasting them both, devouring them from the mouths down and running his fingers over as much of their bodies as he could reach. He felt a pair of hands run down his belly and press against his groin, massaging him through the cotton, and he hunched against them with an involuntary thrust, nearly bucking them off for real this time.

Chaz pulled away and laughed, rubbing the flat of one hand where it had strayed. "Hey, bro. I think our boyfriend wants to play a game with us!"

Raz grinned, allowing his twin to pull him up as they stood. "I think you're right! Why don't we give him some toys to play with?"

Rubric heard the slight, high-pitched whine as they withdrew, and he realized it came from him. The twins swatted his reaching hands away and giggled.

He could only watch helplessly as they stood on either side of him, unfastening the buttons of their slacks and dragging their zippers down in a slow, sensuous arc. Neither rabbit wore anything underneath, and as they stripped to the skin he mused dreamily that this didn't surprise him at all.

They stood above him, demure but for their nudity and the shared look in their eyes. Their velvety white fur took the edges off their lanky, long-limbed frames, but he could see hints of powerful runners' muscles under the fluff. Both were fully erect, their long pink members as slender and lovely as the rest of them and clearly visible silhouetted against the moon. Only the colors of their eyes distinguished one from the other, but somehow he knew which was which without effort, even in the dark. Maybe just as they knew him, he knew them, too.

Or maybe he didn't know them quite as well as he thought, because he was blindsided when they threw wicked grins down at him and stepped between his knees, curling around each other, caressing each others' bodies and kissing eagerly enough that he could see tongue. Oh god...

He wanted them so hard it hurt. He reached for his own zipper, desperate to shed his pants and liberate his aching erection from its cage of cloth, but he found the twins grabbing his hands before he could.

They each kissed the hand they took, and shook their heads in unison. "We've waited a long time for this, Rube."

"We wanna do it."

He nodded, and they stripped him with agonizing slowness. He groaned in relief when he finally sprang free into the night air. They tugged his pants all the way off and threw them aside, and he couldn't help but shiver as they stroked their nails over his length with a feather-light touch and fondled his balls before pulling in for another shared kiss.

He ran his hands over those striking white pelts, which glowed brilliantly in the night. They were so soft, so beautiful, and the sight stole his breath. His hands wandered down their backs by themselves and cupped their rumps before pulling them in. The sensation of both twins rubbing against him brought a moan he couldn't suppress if he tried.

Raz hesitated a moment, and pulled away. "Crap." Then he nudged his brother. "I left the condoms in the car. They're in my backpack. Go get 'em, Chaz."

"No way! You had him most of the evening, so you go! It's only fair."

Rubric propped himself on an elbow and tried to catch his breath as he raised an eyebrow. "You...actually brought...condoms?"

They grinned. "And lots and lots of lube!"

"We were Boy Scouts, you know."

"Always be prepared!"

"And as soon as Chaz gets our stash we can get this jamboree started."

"No way, Raz! You do it!"

He smirked at their squabbling and sat up. "Since you guys can't decide, I'll--" but he cut short as he heard the flumph of sand, and something landed next to him: a plastic bag full of condoms and several bottles of XY Jelly. He froze.

The twins' eyes widened as they peered over his shoulder. "Oh!"

"Uh...hi Jaron."

"We were just...ah..."

The devil's voice rang hollow. "...about to have sex. Yes, I know." It sounded duller and more melancholy than Rube had ever heard, and it doused the mood as effectively as ice-cold water. "I figured you guys would forget the party favors, so I brought you some."

Jaron shuffled into his line of sight and slumped to his knees in front of them, dressed in denim shorts and a dark-colored tee. He looked awful; the red panda hadn't seen him this dejected since his mother's murder. "I thought I'd find you here. Can I be a selfish bastard and interrupt?"

Rubric squirmed a bit; all three of them were naked, erect as they could be, and all but fucking already, but the devil didn't seem to care. "This really isn't the best time, Jaron."

Jaron nodded glumly and pushed to his feet. "Okay. I just wanted to talk, but..." He sounded miserable enough that their embarrassment just didn't seem that important in comparison.

Rubric reached out and snatched his wrist. "No, wait." He sighed. "I'm sorry, don't leave. What's wrong?"

Jaron looked down at Rube and nodded to himself before pulling the panda's hand into his and dropping to the sand. Raz and Chaz hesitated, but they each took one side of the devil and sat close, leaning against him for reassurance. He didn't object, which surprised them both. Rubric too, for that matter.

"Chaz, you spent half the night hanging all over me. It was...nice. And it got me thinking." Jare's voice turned strained and hoarse, as if he were dragging it from somewhere deep and dark, and it fought him the whole way. "I... I've been watching you guys all evening. You all seem so happy. And I realized how damned lonely I've been. I mean, you guys are all I have since Mom died and Dad...well, since he went away.

"I saw the way all of you looked at each other and at me, and it made me realize how empty my life would be without you guys. I've tried my best to ignore it because I didn't want to lose what I have, but I...just..." He choked for a second, then cleared his throat and continued. "I went home and sat there in the dark, and I realized I can't do this anymore.

"I've been crushing on you so hard I can't stand it. All of you."

The twins' heads jerked up, their faces incredulous. "What?!"

"What?!"

Rube felt his eyes open wide enough to fall out of their sockets. Did he just hear what he thought he heard?

They sat there for what seemed an eternity, staring at the devil staring at the sand. Rubric had never seen anything that made Jare this uncomfortable, but now he looked almost...scared. "W-well? You can't just clam up after something like that. Say something!"

Rube struggled for words that wouldn't ruin things, but in the end he just said what he thought. "You...have a crush? On us? But I thought you were straight!"

"Not...exactly."

Chaz cocked his head. "So, you lied to us? You're gay?"

Raz's ears perked. "Or bi?"

"I never guessed."

"Me neither."

Jaron growled in frustration. "No. No, I'm not gay. Or bi. Or anything else. I just...don't like people. I mean, I know when a guy is good-looking, or when a girl is pretty, but they don't push my buttons.

"You guys...do.

"You've been my buds forever, and you were there for me when my parents... Well, you've been the best friends a guy could hope for, and...god, I can't believe I'm admitting this, but...I love you. I've loved all of you for a very long time."

He looked at the red panda with a frightened half-smile. "I think you're gonna need someone to help you keep these hellions in line. Lead from the rear, so to speak." He chuckled nervously and nudged the bag of condoms with a foot. "So, mind if I use some of these?"

Rube pushed to his knees and all three of them converged on the devil in a group-hug. Jaron looked ready to bolt, but relaxed after a moment before hugging them back. He laughed, and it was such a happy sound. It loosened something in Rubric's gut he hadn't even felt until it gave way. "I guess that's a yes."

Chaz nuzzled into Jaron's neck, kissing him gently. "Oh, yes."

Raz mirrored him on the other side. "Oh god, yes."

Rube pressed against him, his flagging erection immediately at full mast again. He kissed his friend head-on, and that world-spinning feeling engulfed him again, accompanied this time by the heavy tang of Tasmanian devil. He felt unsteady as they pulled apart, and it left them both nose-to-nose, dizzy and smiling. "Definitely and without a doubt, yes."

He reached under Jaron's shirt and rubbed his hand over those washboard abs, and the skin under his fingers twitched. God, he'd wanted to do that for so long. The devil's body was a compact wall of solid muscle, and his stomach was so damned hard. Rube's fingers wandered lower, and he discovered the devil's belly wasn't all that was hard.

Jaron shuddered and reached for him, and they lost themselves in lips and teeth and tongues, while the twins kissed the devil's neck and along his jaw-line. The two of them nibbled his fuzzy black ears, which made him shiver.

Rubric's fingertips worked their way up and touched the twins' as the three of them rubbed along Jaron's ribs. Together they edged the shirt up, and Rube had to break the kiss so they could pull it off and cast it aside. He glanced at the brothers, and the three of them nodded together, then pushed Jaron to his back. The devil landed on the sand with a muffled thud, but without protest. His shorts stripped off with little resistance. He looked nervous but eager, his green eyes shining in the moonlight.

Christ but this devil was a sexy beast, his fur a glossy black, with one symmetrical white splotch between his thighs and under his tail that rolled over his groin and stretched up to the indent of his belly button. Another curled around his neck, trickled down into the hollows of his throat, coiling into the cleft of his chest, and down under his armpits to form twin swirls on his shoulder blades. They accentuated his oh-so-lean body in a way that made Rubric's mouth water, and he had to swallow hard to keep from drooling.

He wanted to take Jaron right then and there, but... "Chaz, he's your date for the evening. Why don't you do the honors?" ...he wasn't the only one here, after all. And the rabbits were just as wonderful. He slid back and hugged Raz, nibbling his ear and giving him a grope for good measure.

Chaz looked from panda to devil with a grin so big and broad it shone like the sun. "Really?"

Jaron nodded, his smile softer than any of them had ever seen. "I like the sound of that." He reached up and pulled Chaz to him, nuzzling against his shoulder and kissing around his throat. "Sorry I ignored you all evening."

The rabbit shrugged. "S'okay. We're used to it."

The devil wrapped his arms around him and rolled the both of them over so he landed on top. Chaz squeaked in surprise, then giggled. Jaron's voice was a thick, husky growl. "Well get _un_used to it, because it's not going to happen again. And to make it up to you, I'm gonna give you a blowjob you'll never forget." And he slid down and licked that long thick tongue of his from the rabbit's tail-hole to the end of his bunnycock, leaving Chaz groaning beneath him.

Rubric ran his fingers along Raz's inner thigh, squeezed his balls gently, and gave him a sly grin. "That looks fun." He held his hand out in invitation. "Shall we?"

Raz grinned back. "Let's."

They mirrored Chaz and Jaron, with Raz on his back next to his brother, and Rube above him, side-by-side with the devil. The brothers wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, tongue and all. It was hot as hell, and Rubric found himself panting as he recalled their little show for him earlier.

He and Jaron licked their respective twins in long, sure strokes, and they soon had them both writhing. It tasted funny but not bad: sweet and musky and heady and intoxicating, just like their scent. Rubric felt drunk, but whether the buzz came from the evening's alcohol or from what he did now was purely academic.

Jaron changed his tactics a short way in, engulfing his twin in his muzzle and rolling his balls around with the end of his tongue. Chaz gave the cutest little squeak as his legs convulsed and Jaron's throat contracted as he swallowed.

Rube followed suit, although he started by nibbling his way along in the places he figured would be the most sensitive, then licking the clear dribble off the end. When he wrapped his mouth around as much of that pinkness as he could and sucked hard, Raz cried out, his hips bucking up and shoving even more of himself into Rube's muzzle. He tasted the warm sticky squirts as his friend lost it; the semen was far sweeter than he thought it'd be, and he savored it for a few moments before swallowing the whole mouthful.

The rabbit panted in the lull, his voice hoarse when he spoke. "God, Spazz... You're good at that."

He licked his chops and raised an eyebrow. "Apparently. You didn't last long."

Raz dinged him on the ear. "We're rabbits, you dork! What we lack in stamina we make up for in speed." He looked around, then motioned Rube down and whispered as if he were imparting a secret. "No refractory period." He winked.

"You mean you're ready again?"

"For what you just did? Hell yeah."

Jaron pulled off of Chaz and looked up at them curiously. "What? What did he do?"

Chaz sat up, clearly interested, and nodded emphatically. "Yeah! Tell us!"

Rubric looked from him to Jaron to Raz, and Raz gave a nod toward the devil. "Get to it."

He grinned and pushed Jaron to his back. "I'd rather show than tell."

Before he could even start, Raz spoke up. "Wait a sec." He watched the rabbit scuttle behind his brother, then sit with his arms and legs wrapped around Chaz's body, spooning him so they could watch together. The sight of them touching so intimately looked...right somehow, as though both bodies were two halves of a whole, and holding each other made them one again. And maybe it did. "That's better."

He repeated his entire performance, and couldn't help but notice Tasmanian devil tasted different from rabbit; stronger, muskier, but no less intoxicating. He earned a series of moans and a gush of salty slickness a few minutes later, though this time it was just pre. Lots and lots of pre.

Jaron gasped like he'd just sprinted a mile. "Je-hesus, Rube! I thought you...were a virgin. How'd you get...so good at this?"

He took a long lick between Jaron's tail-hole and his tip, pausing on the way to play with the balls in their fuzzy pouch, and the body under him trembled. "Natural talent, I guess." He smiled wryly. "And lots of porn."

Chaz pulled away from his twin and nudged against Rubric coyly. "My turn?"

He nodded with a smile. "Gladly." And he pushed him back to give his third blowjob of the evening.

His other two boyfriends (and god, it sounded good to say that, even in his head) made out hot and heavy, groping each other while waiting for him to finish. He heard Raz cum twice more (twice!) and the gasping squeaks sounded wonderful. He loved watching them, even though he could only see them out of the corner of his eye. The white-on-black-on-white of his friends was a beautiful sight, though he was careful not to let himself get too distracted from pleasuring friend number three.

Chaz tasted like his brother all the way through, but with a hint of alcohol and more than a hint of Jaron. At this point Rube couldn't tell the difference between the effects of the alcohol and his friend's natural cologne; both sent him flying head-over-heels and though he craved the scent far more, both flattened his inhibitions just fine. In the end the buck came hard, and again Rubric swallowed after savoring the sweetness. He wondered idly how many times he could suck the three of them off before he got tired of it. More than he could count, probably.

He turned, ready to offer himself up for another blowjob, when he found himself flattened via a full-body tackle. Sand flew in every direction, and he looked up to see his favorite devil sitting on his chest and pinning his shoulders, followed quickly by Raz, who sat on his legs. He could've pushed them off, but what fun would that be?

Raz looked grave, but with the edges of a grin taking over his muzzle. "You're outnumbered. Come quietly, and no one gets hurt. Or loudly, we're not picky."

The devil leaned down so they touched nose-to-nose and mock-glared into his eyes. "You're about to get what you deserve, you dirty, dirty cocksucker." He brushed some sand out of the panda's shoulder fur and grinned. "Though it looks like we'll all need a swim when this is over."

"I am so not going to miss this," Chaz mumbled before crawling over to them and resting a hand on the black and red fur of his stomach, rubbing it around in erogenous little circles. Then he reached down and cupped his other hand over Rube's balls. "Karma sucks, doesn't it, Spazz?" And Chaz slid his lips and tongue around him and did just that.

The damp warmth felt so damned good, and it shot electric sparks all the way up his spine. Rube burbled something completely unintelligible as he shuddered, before pulling an unsteady breath. "Ohhh g-god, yes."

He lifted his hips higher to allow the rabbits better access, and jerked when Chaz's tongue brushed a particularly sensitive nerve. His entire body prickled and broke out in goose bumps, and the twins giggled as he fluffed up.

Chaz worked him over. The bolts of fire arcing through his legs made him thrust into the rabbit's muzzle without meaning to, but according to the bunny's appreciative Mmm's, he didn't mind at all. Meanwhile, he felt Raz's delicate fingers caressing his balls, up and down his thighs, then in the cleft between them. He'd never had someone else touch his tail-hole before, but holy god it felt good. His back arched and his hands scrabbled along the ground to hold onto something, to cling to something solid, but all they found was sand.

He'd almost forgotten about Jare, who clamped his mouth over Rubric's to swallow his groans. They kissed like it was their first, their last, and every one in between. The panda finally realized he had something solid to hold, and they ran their hands over each other like he'd dreamed about for years. It felt every bit as electrifying as the twins between his legs. This went beyond any wet dream he'd ever had. It surpassed everything he'd imagined in his self-indulgent fantasies. It sure as hell beat anything he'd ever felt when touching himself.

He couldn't see what the twins were doing, but obviously he wasn't the only one enjoying this. From the periodic squeals and squeaks, they must've blown their loads two or three times each. Raz certainly wasn't kidding around about rabbits being fast.

The fifth time they heard it, Jaron pulled away, and they both peered back to see what the twins were doing. What he saw left Rubric harder than ever: Raz on his knees behind Chaz, pounding away amidst a bunch of scattered used condoms, Chaz still doing his best to swallow Rubric's groin whole. As they watched, Raz gave another strangled gasp and shuddered before pulling out, stripping off the old condom, and yanking a new one from the torn-open bag.

Jaron's erection throbbed, wedged between his hips and Rube's stomach. "Wow."

Apparently Rubric wasn't the only one turned on by the sight, and he agreed with the sentiment wholeheartedly.

Raz grinned. "This is about the only thing we didn't do, according to all the rumors."

Chaz giggled, nearly choking in the process before pulling away. "If only they knew."

Rube sat up, holding Jaron against him so he wouldn't fall off. "Well, now that you've got a moment..."

Jaron's tail waved about lazily as he finished the thought. "...Mind if we cut in?"

A few minutes later saw Chaz on his back, Raz sandwiched atop him nose-to-groin, with Rube on his knees straddling Raz on one end and Jare mounting Chaz on the other. The sand was a great help, since they could pile it up however they wanted to accommodate the arrangement.

God, this was even better than the twins' fellatio. Raz's tail-hole was so tight as he eased his way in, and the feel of the rabbit's lube-slicked rear engulfing him made him hard enough to hurt.

He'd been wary at first, but the twins assured him they were practiced enough to take it, assuming they were all careful and used plenty of lube. Lucky for them, Jaron had brought plenty. And since both red panda and monochrome devil were too large for the condoms the twins used, they were grateful for the assorted sizes in the bag, too.

He and Jaron both began at a slow, even pace. Since both were inexperienced, the twins had explained how they needed to ease into the heavier thrusts, to stretch them out comfortably.

Rube wondered if the look on his face was as goofily-blissful as Jaron's as he worked himself in and out. It was wonderful to see the devil happy after everything he'd been through. Just as tasty were the bubbly squeaks and giggles (and frequent gasps of release) of the twins as they sucked each other off to the staccato beat of hips-on-ass.

Rube leaned over, propping himself up with a hand on Raz's back, and reached forward to pull Jaron into another kiss (which was quickly becoming his most favorite hobby ever). He lost himself in the taste of his friend and the electric pounding of his body, and lost all track of time as they made love sweeter than he'd ever imagined. This setup just pushed all sorts of buttons, including several he never knew he had, and it left him hard as he'd ever been.

He had no idea how long it took, but he could tell the devil was getting close. He felt his own pressure building as he thrust faster by the second, his breath coming quick and hard, punctuated by choked grunts as he tried not to bellow his euphoria into the night. Jaron matched him, thrusting in a devilish frenzy.

Whether through biological convergence or pure serendipity, panda and devil came together. "Ahh...aaaahh...AAAAAAAAGH!" Neither he nor Jaron could bite back the screams which echoed weirdly in the surf. Rubric's mind blazed from the firestorm in his body, and time stretched out as the second and third waves crashed into him. His muscles spasmed as he pumped Raz's backside full of his seed, claiming the rabbit as his own.

Thirty blissful seconds (or possibly minutes, he couldn't tell) later he was done, and his muscles turned to jelly. He collapsed to the side, and Jaron joined him after a moment, both too weak and winded to do anything more. He pulled the devil to him, and the intensity of the moment, the sheer joy in his heart, dwarfed anything he'd ever felt before.

Rube lay there holding one best friend and watching his other two friends still going at it through a psychedelic haze, and wondered at how he could ever have been ashamed to tell these three how he felt about them. They'd just shared something amazing, and the love beating in his chest only swelled when he considered everything they meant to each other.

The moment stretched on as he watched Raz and Chaz continue to suck each other off with an intensity that amazed him. First one would cry out, then the other, and they swallowed what looked to be copious amounts of semen Every. Single. Time.

It wouldn't surprise him if they raced each other to the finish line to see which one could get the other off the most times before they were simply too tired to do it anymore. Why people said rabbits had no stamina was beyond him.

It wasn't much longer before the twins each gave one final cry and lay there, still and spent. It took a minute for them to catch their breaths before they pulled apart with a shared groan and crawled over to their spooning boyfriends. Raz slipped into Jaron's arms, whereas Chaz merely pushed himself up and lay atop all of them, turning it into a proverbial puppy-pile.

"So," Jaron rumbled after a few minutes, his voice rough from unaccustomed happiness, "was it as good for you guys as it was for me?"

The rabbits shifted against them lethargically, and their sighs were languid and content, a far cry from their normally-hyper selves. "You were fantastic, Jare."

"You too, Rube."

"Not bad at all for a couple of virgins."

"Well, not virgins anymore." And they tried to giggle, but it ended as more of a gurgle.

Rube squeezed the devil tight and nibbled the fuzz of his ear. "That was incredible, Taz."

Jaron growled. "Don't you start that too. I get enough from these goofballs."

He grinned. "But aren't lovers supposed to have cutesy names for each other?"

"Sure, but not that one. Anything but that one."

"How about 'Binky'?"

"That's even worse!"

"'Fuzzy-Wuzzy Lumpkins'?"

Jaron huffed in exasperation. "Just stick with 'Taz,' you asshole."

Rubric chuckled, and Jare couldn't help but join in.