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Quiet. The woods were quiet. All around Kururu he could hear the soft chirping of cicadas as the summer night seemed to draw on. The lights from the fireflies seemed to make the small bunny smile, all five feet, and a single inch of him rocking on his hindpaws as he ran his paw through his head. The coffee-colored lagomorph merely sighed in contentment as he sipped on the wooden cup holding fresh stream water he held in his lap. Ears flickered as he sat there, on top of that hill, overlooking the forest. The rabbit seemed to wash himself with memories of things and people long gone - the dark brown of his eyes glimmering as he sat there, stuck in his reverie. It took him a few long moments but when he realized the fireflies were all slowly floating away from where they were previously. Kururu watched their migration with interest, wrapping the tattered black scarf around his face as the cold night's chill began to waft across his body. He shuddered softly and sipped his spring water: things always seemed quieter as night fell.Fireflies stirred in distress just before the little lapine burst through the underbrush along the treeline. Kururu had a decent view of it from where he sat atop the hill, but there was no time to think about it. The thick vegetation burst forth in an explosion of branches, brambles, and leaves, making room for the incredible size and force of the beast that followed. The little hare was fast, but the speed in which the predator pursued was surreal, especially given his size. It was almost comical to see such a large beast pursuing such a small prey; but a snack was a snack. It was the hare's fault for crossing his path, after all. The black wolf was enormous, and the movement of his body was terrifying; nothing so large and dangerous should be able to move that fast. Alas, an over-sized paw came down upon that fluffy body, very likely killing it instantly. The massive canine slid to a halt and immediately dipped his muzzle to his kill. It was all over in no more than three seconds. And the predator had taken no mind to the other lapine up on the hill--probably because his snout was already buried in the fur and blood of another. Terror. Terror filled Kururu's body as he saw, with his own eyes, the hare dashing away, trying so hard to escape with his life back to his burrow, when Kururu saw the large, black wolf - as large as a stallion, almost, with sinew thick and noticeable even through the thick black fur. The little brown rabbit's ears twitched as the grizzly scene unfolded before him. Horrific. The little hare's ears were ripped, there was a sickening crunch as he saw the wolf's snout bury against the small, barely foot-tall rabbit. Tears prickled at the sides of Kururu's eyes. He was the sensitive sort, standing there with his ears against his head in fear, he turned to move - and that was when the twig underneath his paws cracked. It was a loud crack - enough for a wolf to hear. Kururu stood

there on top of the hill, watching the gristly scene, paralyzed in fear. When the twig snapped underfoot, the coffee-colored rabbit was quick to exhale out in a whimper. 'Please don't let him eat me,' was the mantra playing over and over in the bunny's head as he watched, hoping to the high heavens that the wolf enjoying his snack wouldn't see Kururu as a larger meal. His burrow was so far away, he'd have to traverse through most of the forest just to get back. Thus... there was nowhere to hide.There was no lag time between the sound and the wolf's reaction. His head snapped up quickly, his muzzle and snout rather bloody; he obviously didn't have time to clean it off first. Fierce yellow eyes caught sight of the little biped immediately, and after a few seconds of assessment, the wolf's body seemed to untense, and he returned his muzzle right back to the treat before him. He did, however, change the angle at which Kururu was able to watch him, as if shielding the little lagomorph from the gory scene. It also brought his side into great profile against the sun's setting light. His fur was thinner than most shaggy lupines, it allowed for a wonderful view of the sinew and muscle along all four of the beast's legs. His limbs were thick, so much more like the muscular tiger or lion than his lanky lupine cousins; this also made his paws a bit larger, more oversize than normal; again more like the heavy paws of a cat. It took Arch no more than a full minute to finish what he was doing with his little meal, and when he lifted his head again, his sharp muzzle was cleared of any gory remains, and of most of the blood. His black fur didn't show crimson very well, anyway. Once again, he turned his attention toward the top of the hill, where the slight little biped stood in terror. And just as suddenly, he started walking toward Kururu in a slow, confident gait. Though nothing about it seemed aggressive, it was no less shocking.Kururu looked down at the wolf. Was it... was it trying to shield him from the fact that the wolf was eating one of the biped lagomorph's feral cousins? That seemed... strange. Kururu's floppy ears slowly fell down to the sides of his head as he watched with the same feeling one would when watching a train wreck about to happen - it was a bad thing to see, but for some reason, he couldn't take his eyes away. He was studying the wolf closely, the scarved little mocha-colored rabbit: his tail standing and almost unmoving. It was moments later when the wolf, finally clean of gore - inasmuch as Kururu could see, considering the entire wolf was black, and covered in sinewy muscles that any self-respecting male would be in awe of. The wolf began to walk. Slowly. Confidently. And Kururu couldn't help but just watch. He ran his fingers down slowly across his temple, feeling the beads of sweat trickle against his skin as he watched the wolf come closer and closer... until they were only a few feet apart. It seemed that the little

lagomorph forgot that he could use his legs to run... And when the wolf padded close to him, even on all fours, the wolf seemed -taller- than Kururu. Or perhaps it was a trick of his eyes? Were there really wolves taller than the small male's 5'1"...? Kururu's cheeks flushed.The intelligence in those yellow eyes was unmistakable, as soon as the huge beast got close enough for the two of them to really look at each other. The predator searched him--in a cold, calculated way, at first. Identifying the softest parts of his body, his clothing and any weapons or means of self-defense he might have on his person. By the time Arch stopped, they were only feet apart from each other. Satisfied, the wolf lifted his head, and he truly was taller--several inches taller than the little male. Arch's ears flicked, and his tail swayed a few times behind him--quick, almost cute movements of such a large predator. His voice cut through the peaceful night air like a rolling thunder; it was damn near deep and powerful enough to be so, anyway. "I'm sorry." If there was any doubt, this wolf was quite obviously male. The command presence in his voice was incredible. "I didn't notice you. I thought your scent was coming from..." He shook his head once. "I didn't mean to do that in front of you."As he stepped closer, the only thing noticeable on Kururu would be the scarf wrapped around his neck - tattered and black. He had a necklace - a trinket of simple robe and a dangling medallion of gold. His arms had long gloves, and he only wore a pair of dusty brown shorts. The little hindpaws of his seemed to scritch against the ground for a moment as he heard the voice of the wolf - cutting through the air like a booming, deep earthquake, the sound of it almost as if able to make the bunny quake in his knees. He spoke softly in response. "Th-that's okay." He said, his voice more akin to a soft, mellifluous staccato - obviously still feeling scared. "... Well, n-no, it's not okay... but I..." The rabbit sighed softly. "I can live with it, I guess." He finally said after a few moments of wrestling with the right words to say, staring up at the wolf who was still several inches taller than he... on four legs.The wolf just watched Kururu in his nervous stuttering, incredibly patient even as the smaller male struggled for words. The bunny's nervous reaction wasn't at all surprising to him. Actually, it was more surprising that the little male wasn't utterly terrified and running for his life. Which was impressive--more than their height difference, Arch outweighed the tender little male by several HUNDRED pounds in sheer mass and muscle. His fangs were probably just as long as the boy's fingers. So that earned him big points in the predator's book. Arch had no intention of hurting him, and the lapine seemed to realize or sense that. "As well you should. You are fortunate it was I who came across you out here, little rabbit." The wolf's voice was stern, almost

scolding, but the title he gave Kururu, 'little rabbit', that seemed like pure teasing. "Not every predator has the same respect for sentience that I do. You would make a much more satisfying meal."Kururu seemed to fall down slightly unto his hindpaws, a soft whimper seemingly emitted from the back of his throat as he fiddled his fingers together, twiddling his thumbs and just overall seeming like the words the wolf had imparted upon him was something he had - or hadn't - considered before. "I know that..." He finally said after a few moments. "But I've always known when to run. No one really visits this part of the forest. It's a quiet place." Kururu said as he gestured around. The cicadas continued their little song and the fireflies continued to dance overhead as he sighed. Those eyes seemed to lose their glint of terror as he looked up at the stars shimmering in the sky before looking once more at the wolf in front of him. "I'm sorry I was there to witness you... finish your meal." Those words left a bitter taste in his mouth, but he soldiered on with a small, curt smile. "And I'm sorry for my somewhat impertinent tone. I... I just don't know how to talk to most people."Sharp, yellow eyes searched the rabbit's face with every small nuance of emotion, caught every twitch of his fingers and movement of his ears. He was trying to figure this little male out, and it was proving difficult. After a moment he seemed almost... calm, like talking to a beast three times his size was perfectly natural. Arch was--interested. Suddenly he brought his hindlegs forward, and the wolf sat on his haunches in front of the much smaller male. The position made him look even more regal than before, if that were possible. With his front legs sturdy, his powerful chest shown out, and his back straightened a bit more, it made him look even taller. His thick legs did well to hide much of his belly, but it would only take a wandering eye to notice that the wolf was, in fact, very male. Quite obviously so, too. The wolf leaned forward just slightly, with his ears raised and his eyes trained on the smaller individual. "I am not most people." It was all he said, with a powerful, 'final' kind of undertone to it.Kururu pondered. His eyes glimmered with emotions that were kept barely underneath the surface - those eyes speaking volumes about the questions that were at the tip of the bunny's tongue, but was not said. It would be to Kururu's defense that, considering the wolf was nearly three times his size and strength, his eyes wandering down would be something that would just happen, all things considered. The wolf was very male, and he was indeed very large. Kururu didn't know exactly what to expect when the wolf sat on his haunches and sat there. Kururu was still standing and he slowly sat down, crossing his legs, as he smiled slowly. Despite the fear that still echoed in his heart, he knew that there was something about the male before him - he could

trust this man. At least, for a conversation. Whether or not he could trust him as a friend or something deeper didn't even cross Kururu's mind - his isolation, to him, was an absolute. He wasn't like most rabbits, and he wasn't like most people. He preferred to keep to himself. As he sat, he watched Arch for a few moments when those rabbit ears atop his head flickered. "No... No you are most certainly not." Kururu replied. "... I'm not 'most people' either..."To any outside observer, their interaction had to be quite odd, indeed. With such long spans of time in between their words to each other, with nothing but silence in between. Arch was extremely patient with the rabbit, allowing him his time to think before he spoke. But he never took those fierce, well-trained eyes off the rabbit's small body. Arch couldn't put his figurative 'finger' on it, but there was something intensely attractive about this rabbit. And the word went far beyond the typical physical meaning. Arch liked him, and he couldn't figure out why. The wolf's gaze lowered the considerable distance as the rabbit sat down in front of him, leaving the little male on direct line of sight with the beast's belly and strong legs, and allowing Arch to tower over him by several feet. "What are you doing out here by yourself, little one?"Kururu was definitely... strange. With his head up in the clouds and his face cuter than sin, the rabbit didn't know exactly how attractive he was to predators - as a meal and something else entirely. Kururu sat there and finally answered in a fast manner - well, as fast as he could, the long stretches of time in between their words seemingly shortening as he started to feel less like the man before him would bite into his neck and rip out his throat and more as though the wolf would rather enjoy a conversation with him. Kururu lightly pat his fingers over his thighs. "Well... Where else would I be on a beautiful night like this?" He whispered softly. "My burrow is near a cliff overlooking the sea at the outskirt of the forest, but there's a little pond right here where the fireflies gather and the waves aren't too loud. It's very calming." Kururu replied softly. "It's... beautiful, really. And I've always wanted to be surrounded by natural beauty." He said, the little bangles on his wrists clinking softly as he pressed his chin into a knee when he curled up slightly, to look up at the larger, Alpha Wolf before him. The man before him was attractive, but in an unsettling manner. Butterflies were in Kururu's stomach, and he really didn't know why...For the first time, Arch took his eyes off the soft little prey before him, and he took a look at their surroundings. He lived in the forest, and he had most of his life. He took nights like this for granted, but that didn't mean he didn't appreciate them. For a moment, it was his turn to be silent, as he watched the fireflies mingling and the sounds of the wind in the trees and through his

fur. It felt amazing, and the sunset really did give this place a sense of beauty he would not have noticed. He turned his attention back to the smaller male, and after another moment of consideration, he lifted once again onto all fours. He walked slowly around in a circle behind where the rabbit was sitting, only so he could come up on the other side of him. Once he was there, Arch lowered himself down onto his stomach, laying next to the little rabbit, their bodies just inches away from touching. He laid his paw out in front of the little rabbit, as if offering the massive thing for the rabbit to touch or hold. But he had his attention out on the landscape now, content to just sit with Kururu, for a time.Kururu smiled when the larger wolf seemed to pace around him and then extend out his hand. It was an unprecedented gesture that made his ears flicker in surprise. He held the paw tight in his hand, watching the beautiful of the world around him as the sun set and the darkness seemed to cover them. He took the final step, leaning back against the wolf's stomach, inches away from the sheath that, if he even moved a few inches of his arm sideward, he would graze with his elbow. He turned toward Arch with a small smile. "I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself." The little bunny finally said as his eyes closed, and he looked back toward the fireflies dancing above the pond. "My name is Kururu. I love on the edge of the forest, nearer the cliffside." He said, holding a single hand to his heart as he leaned back against the wolf's black, furred form.Arch Wolf sat up eventually, but only with his upper body. This left the rest of him, including the side of his belly, on it side, allowing the little male to rest against him. There was very little yield to the wolf's firm body, even his stomach was firm and cut with taut muscle. It didn't make for the most comfortable pillow, but the wolf was still made of warm and powerful flesh. One could only imagine what a solid predator of a body would look like when he was fully aroused; how dangerous and utterly intimidating the wolf would be with an erection coming out of that already heavy, thick sheath. When the bunny laid his little hand on the wolf's paw, Arch took the initiative and curled his massive paw around until his was on top, and he pinned the rabbit's hand to the ground underneath his paw pads. Arch was a large enough beast that he was able to look back to the rabbit that leaned against his belly."My name is Arch. I am the Alpha Male of my tribe, we live far to the south of here." He even nudged his cold nose against Kururu's shoulder as he spoke, almost a nuzzle. But the beast was so powerful, the small nudge was rather rough on the rabbit's soft body.Kururu gave the softest smile. Despite how the wolf hand landed that massive paw around his hand, his fingers on the floor as he watched the wolf press, as softly as he could against Kururu's shoulder. The fact

that he treated Kururu with as much care as he could almost made the little lagomorph laugh as he rested against Arch. True, he wasn't soft like a pillow, but the harsh, firm muscles almost felt like a protective embrace against him. He sighed contentedly, eyes closing when he realized what a dominant gesture the wolf had done. He pressed that hand down with his own forepaw, and as he rested onto the wolf's stomach... did it really matter to the bunny? Kururu turned to look toward Arch and smiled, those coffee brown eyes glimmering with their innocent sheen bright and happy. "We live rather far from each other, then, with me to the northeast...""That's no concern, little Kururu." Arch drew his muzzle very slowly, very carefully along the soft skin of the little rabbit's arm. He was enthralled by the soft flesh, and the scent of his pliable, weak little body. What he really wanted to do was wrap his paw around that tiny waist of his and test just how delicate the little male was. But Arch was more of a gentleman than that. At least, when the two of them were this new to each other. The wolf paw on top of Kururu's hand became more like a lead weight, pinning his hand down with absolutely no effort on his part. It left his arm just a bit stretched, easily enough for Arch to bring his muzzle closer to the side of the rabbit's exposed neck. He touched his cold snout to Kururu's throat, just barely allowing their fur to brush together. He was afraid of putting any pressure on the delicate area; it would be too easy for Arch to hurt him. But the wolf seemed very interested in the spot; and the rush of blood beneath the skin of this vital area. He nudged his nose upward and touched his muzzle to the boy's chin, and it turned into a rather affectionate gesture. "I can come and go as I please. And you... you live alone, a visitor could arrive at any time of his choosing." Arch suddenly slid his massive tongue out, making contact with Kururu's tender throat. He licked wetly along the soft skin and fur, just once, leaving his mark in the form of some inevitable canine drool. But admittedly, the wolf's tongue was soft, warm, and incredibly smooth. Not at all unpleasant."I... That is true." Kururu said softly, his thoughts becoming rapidly quite, quite dirty. This was exactly why he didn't stay too close with people - the thoughts in his mind were perverse, and as soon as he felt that cold, lupine snout pressing into the warm fur of his neck, softly running that tongue against the bunny's smoothly-furred throat, a soft whining sound seemed to come out of the back of his throat. It was clear that the little rabbit wasn't quite so averse to being the object of the alpha wolf's attentions. Eyes half-lidded, Kururu tilted his head sideward slightly, to bare more of that neck and throat to the wolf's ministrations. He pressed his hands down onto the ground, as if trying to find some semblance of a foothold on the ground, lest his thoughts fly away to

different things - to how that tongue felt against his skin: soft, warm, smooth - to how that tongue would feel in his lips, or against other, more sensitive parts of his body. Kururu shuddered, but kept his composure as the emotions brimmed close to the surface with a soft clear of his throat. "I would love for you to visit me any time you wish. The other predators would think I would be under your protection, and... that would mean to many, I would be someone they'd think twice before touching."The wolf spoke objectively, without even thinking about it first. "If I left my scent in and around your home, no predators would ever bother you, little rabbit. I can guarantee that." Arch said it with unwavering confidence, even as his eyes narrowed and he watched the rabbit's reactions to his touches so closely. It didn't take an expert in body language to read what Kururu's was telling him. Arch released the boy's hand from the ground, but only so that he could twist his body around a bit more, and lay his muscular fore-leg over the rabbit's own dainty legs. He pinned them to the floor simply with the weight of his muscular limb. With Arch's body twisted just a bit more, the rabbit would find himself leaning back against Arch's hind leg and flank, leaving him vulnerable to the wolf's wandering muzzle. The wolf's tone switched gears suddenly, as Arch brought his muzzle closer to Kururu's face, looking him in the eye. His words were extremely personal, intimate almost, but he said them with unflinching seriousness. "You're lucky I'm such a gentleman, little Kururu. You are so soft, and delicate. Your scent is light and feminine. And you have no idea how careful I have to be, just so I don't harm your weak little body. I could anything I wanted to you right now, little rabbit. You should be grateful I have such restraint.""What if... What if I -want- you to do... to do anything to my little body?" Was what Kururu wanted to say. Out loud. But he kept his lips still as he peered into those eyes, intimate and personal was the best way to describe their body language. Arch wrapped around Kururu so nicely that he felt safe and secure. Kururu slowly pressed himself closer against Arch's body, leaning back into the wolf's hind leg and flank as that muzzle pressed against his face, closer. Instead, Kururu's heart started to beat wildly and he could only run a hand down the side of the wolf's neck. "I... wouldn't mind." He merely said softly, his voice just the tiniest bit of a whisper - like a little breath of air as he ran those fingers through his coat of fur. "I know you wouldn't hurt me. A-as much as you could, anyway." Kururu said, smiling - the way he said it seemed too... naive. Too innocent. Almost as if he knew that what Arch planned was nothing more than a kiss - perhaps a hug.The wolf's ears flicked forward and his eyes bore down into the little bunny's face, listening to his words and following his expressions with that keen,

predatory eye. It was pretty much exactly what he wanted to hear from the defenseless little male. He could feel, hear, perhaps even smell the racing of the little prey's heart as he spoke, obviously getting himself excited over Arch's bold words. The wolf grinned, wide enough to show just a few rows of terrible, crushing fangs on one side of that handsome muzzle. After that, Arch did not ask permission for anything he did. He was, however, incredibly gentle, even as he curled his powerful forepaw around the boy's girlish waist, and he pushed the bunny off his hindleg, sliding him down to lay on his back in the grass. Arch lifted onto all fours in one graceful movement, placing his massive paws on either side of the rabbit's tender body. The wolf stood over him, but the rabbit's paws only made it down about Arch's stomach, such was their size difference. With Arch standing, their bodies did not touch, but Kururu just might be able to FEEL the sheer strength and energy coming off Arch's incredibly powerful body. The wolf lowered his muzzle, and this time he touched his nose to Kururu's own, and pressed the lips of his muzzle against the boy's, literally kissing him. It was an odd, utterly feral kind of kiss, with his muzzle against soft skin. But then Arch brought his enormous tongue out of its cage of fangs, and he slid it first against Kururu's lips, and then between them, easily forcing the smooth, wet muscle inside. He licked the inside of the rabbit's soft mouth just a few times, leaving far more of his own drool inside than he took back out. But such was the price of getting kissed by a large canine. Arch brought his muzzle back a few inches, and for the first time, Kururu heard--FELT--the wolf growl at him. His command was unquestionable. "Take off these garments. I want to see your body bare."The small bunny boy gasped softly, eyelashes fluttering when he felt the wolf lay him down atop the grass. The soft thud of his body against the grass could only make him smile slightly. The wolf seemingly loomed on top of him, dominant, demanding... desire coursing through their bodies like electrical impulses. Kururu bit his lower lip and parted his lips, feeling that feral kiss against lips, thick, smooth, wet muscle pushing inside, licking the inside of his mouth and tasting him. He tasted like wild flowers and honey - a soft, sweetness that came from a diet from nature's bounty itself - fruits and vegetables. He had a sweetness to him, feminine and smooth, as he peered up to the wolf and met each swipe of the wolf's tongue with a soft rub of his own. Breath hitching, the poor little bunny boy felt confined so suddenly in those shorts he wore, and peeled them off with a few quick tugs. Pulling off his gloves, and even his scarf was thrown haphazardly to the side in a pile. He was wholly naked now - those soft pink buds in the middle of his chest poking outward, that slight, average-sized cock straining upward in need, his body covered

entirely with soft, downy brown fur. He looked up at Arch with need glazed in his eyes, body bared and laying on the grass below, arms softly rubbing up and down the fur of the wolf's chest. "A-as you wish..." He said nervously - although now Kururu was nervous for a whole different reason. He had never been kissed in the way the wolf before him had, and it made his tail twitch and those ears softly bob as he stared up at the wolf. He had a girlish frame - that was for sure - smooth and sinewy without all the hard contours of strength and power.Arch was entirely thrown off by the taste of the little rabbit's sweet mouth, perhaps even more pleasant than that light, wonderful scent of his. It was as if Kururu was simply made to attract a fierce male predator. He was only fortunate it was Arch, who showed incredible restraint in the face of his fast-growing arousal. He admired the body beneath him as it was bared, so utterly soft and delicate, helpless against his every fang and claw and sinewy muscled limb. He didn't even seem to mind that the rabbit was male; it made no difference to him at this point. Kururu was unbelievably attractive to a dominant predator like Arch; this was proven by the heavy, masculine musk that quickly filled the air as the wolf's sheath filled and his thick, canine penis made its first contact with the sweet night air. But all of the mild scents around them stood no chance against the musk of an aroused alpha male wolf. Arch lowered to sit on his haunches, and for the first time Kururu was given an unobstructed view down the line of the wolf's belly. His penis hung half-erect from his feral sheath, purely canine in shape with its tapered tip and feral curves and ridges. Most surprisingly, though, was it was pitch black in color, his bare skin matching the fur of his body. The wolf's balls were easily as impressive, hanging low toward the ground in their thinly furred sac. Arch was easily as well-hung as his impressive size allowed; perhaps even above average in proportion. Intimidating, to say the least. But Arch showed himself off proudly as he gained inch after inch, saying nothing, just admiring the little naked rabbit for a moment.Kururu looked like a debauched angel. With hands on his body, one above his nipples, near the middle of his chest and the other down against his navel, and one leg hiked upward slightly and turned as if to obstruct view from his shaft, the smaller male looked at Arch with half-lidded eyes, eyelashes fluttering as he smiled softly. The lagomorph was clearly prey - attracting a predator in more ways than one: ready to be eaten, or taken for themselves. It was good that the little bunny was an isolationist - keeping himself as far away from others was a clearly good idea considering how difficult it would be to keep predators at bay. Slowly turning to look down, Kururu saw that heavy sheath slowly begin to pull back and reveal ebony black

flesh, slowly pushing outward, a thick sac slowly extending as the quadruped wolf gazed upon the naked bunny. "I..." He whispered softly. "Do you... Do you like what you see?" He said with a small smile, holding the wolf's gaze with those chocolate brown eyes, drawing himself upward slowly, as if to take a bit of initiative. The rabbit, as if not knowing his place, pulled himself upward slowly to press his lips against Arch's muzzle, kissing him - but not applying any tongue, simply kissing the feral wolf on his lips in a show of attraction. Because the truth was? The rabbit was intensely attracted to the wolf. But he couldn't show it. There was a little bit of fear there, and the idea that Kururu was attracted to someone who could  break him and eat him as a snack... excited him, as well as made him fearful.Arch could only growl in response to the little male's question, but this one came from deep within his powerful chest, as a form of communication rather than an expression of anger. He liked what he saw. Perhaps a little too much. His feral instincts and his intellect were in constant conflict with each other. He could only watch, feeling his body react and his penis grow harder and harder with each beat of his heart, even as the little rabbit drew himself up. The wolf sat stoically and allowed the rabbit to kiss him, but when he felt those soft lips and breathed the scent of that thin fur, the wolf broke his stoicism and pushed back. He tried to be gentle about it, but he did force Kururu's head back to the ground, and his tongue slid out of his muzzle, forcing its way passed the boy's lips to get another taste of his wonderful, sweet tongue. Arch grew fully erect while they kissed, and he allowed that small tongue to rub against his, even as he rubbed and licked aggressively along the roof of the boy's mouth and the back side of his tongue. The wolf kissed him for a long time, pulling his tongue out for only seconds at a time before sliding it right back in. Arch was incredibly GOOD at it, save for the amount of canine warm, masculine drool the bunny was forced to swallow. When Arch broke the kiss, it was sudden; almost desperate in its ferocity. The wolf lifted his head, and this time he showed off a fully erect, wolven penis that stuck up proud and -massive- between his powerful hindlegs. It was incredibly thick, adorned with a few thick, obvious veins that bulged along its length, giving it a handsome masculine quality. He growled at the helpless bunny, nipping rather roughly at the boy's neck. "I could RULE you, little rabbit. Take you back to my pack, force you to serve me. I could mate you and dominate you on the slightest whim." The wolf growled and licked firmly at the boy's face, his claws digging into the ground. "But the struggle is--I could rule you with my fangs, just as well as I could with my cock. You'd better keep the latter happy, little rabbit. I can't promise I can keep my fangs

off you forever."Kururu kissed him petulantly at first, but as soon as the wolf broke down the walls of his stoicism he felt a man who was raging just below the surface, similarly to Kururu. He felt tongue, a thick, masculine tongue aggressively rubbing, running against his body and making him whimper out in need. Nipples poked out and sweat broke out all over the boy bunny's body, feeling that tongue slowly slide out of its muzzle, forcing its way through the defenses of his lips and allowing him to taste the sweetness of his lips. It looked almost lewd, from the side, seeing that thick tongue push through and make his cheeks puff up slightly, warm, masculine-tasting drool filling his mouth as he eagerly suckled it down, shuddering at the taste of the male on top of him. The wolf lifted its head and then slammed back, over and over. It made Kururu's body twitch, especially that cock, which strained in happiness as he breathed out happily. He ran fingers up and down the wolf's pelt, pressing himself as closely upward to him as they shared in their lewd kiss, the bunny's tongue soft and slow against the rampaging current that was Arch's body. But then he drew back, and then the male saw him loom with that shaft at full mast - ready to take and pillage as Kururu's eyes, half-lidded with lust, peered straight at Arch. "I would rather you didn't force me to serve you..." The rabbit said in a docile manner before smiling. "... Because I would be more than happy to keep you satisfied." He whispered against the wolf's maw before leaning forward to share one last lewd kiss, his tongue entering the wolf's maw in return, running against those large, gnashing fangs. There was a glint in those innocent-looking eyes -- a sort of perverse nature hidden just underneath the surface, ready to come out for the right person.Arch Wolf grinned at the boy's reply, wide enough to show off a few of those fangs, just long enough for the little rabbit to lift himself up and kiss the wolf in return. Arch let it happen, staring down at the rabbit rather shocked, even as those innocent eyes looked back up at him. "You just licked my fangs." Arch said it with surprise, almost like a question, but apparently it got the wolf's attention very well. Having a little bitch of a prey animal actively lick his fangs was an incredible turn-on for the predator, for some reason or another, he loved the submissive attention. The wolf suddenly brought his hindlegs forward, enough for the rabbit's feet to catch on either side of his groin. Arch sat up, proud and dominant, placing his paws on either side of the rabbit's head, and looming over him in a strong, deliberate way. He forced Kururu to bend his legs upward, either tucking closer into his own body, or by pressing his feet into the wolf's lower stomach. Either way, Arch laid the length of his massive cock directly on top of the rabbit's own little genitals. Not only did the wolf's penis completely eclipse

Kururu's, the wolf's black shaft was thick enough to rub against both of the boy's soft, tender inner thighs. And, well, Arch had only to pull his tip back, and drop it down just a bit, to gain access to the rabbit's rear end. It was an incredibly vulnerable position, and it focused on the wolf's long, feral cock. "Prove it, bunny." Arch growled in a low, seductive tone, and pushed his hips forward, stroking his bare cock against the boy's thighs and genitals. "Reach your hands down. Stroke me."Kururu noticed the way the wolf seemed to suddenly change, keeping the information in mind when he heard the slightly surprised, shocked manner Arch seemed to have been pleasantly surprised by the sudden attention Kururu had given those fangs. He brought his face up again to softly lick against those fangs - paying special attention to each one slowly, eyes staring, peering straight into Arch's as the little prey bunny smiled. When the wolf sat up, proud and looming over him, the bunny tucked his legs around the sides of the wolf, feeling that shaft rub up against his own genitals - the pair of his sac and his cock smaller in size than the shaft of the male before him, completely eclipsing his member... and thick enough to rub against both of his soft inner thighs. With a slow smile, he nodded, a hand coming down, reaching to touch the shaft. It was warm, and thick, and he didn't believe how large it was when Arch rubbed the shaft against both of his thighs. With a gasp, the small male seemed to pump the shaft softly with one hand - barely even enclosing the member in his grasp, it was more as if he was holding a thick, fleshy column, heated with need and desire. He whispered softly against the head of the wolf, murmuring incoherent whimpers as he softly ran those fingers up and down the thick, black column. "It's... bigger than I thought it would be."The wolf grunted in a low, masculine rumble, in acknowledgement of the rabbit's comment. The beast's penis flexed with its incredible muscles beneath the little male's soft hand, as if begging and encouraging those little fingers to give him more. Indeed, it was extremely hot to the touch. The veins bulged in that distinct, uniquely MALE physique only found in a very long, thick cock. But the best part about it was how obviously sensitive the wolf's bare penis was. The rabbit's hand, and especially those soft thighs, gave him great pleasure. He nuzzled warmly into Kururu's neck, and licked his wet tongue over the smaller male's ear, speaking to him in a low, private voice. "It's all for you, little bunny." The wolf pressed forward with his powerful hindlegs, sliding even more of his length upward and along the rabbit's lower belly. The tapered tip of his wolfish cock left a trail of hot, thick fluid along the bunny's soft belly. "Use both hands, rabbit. Play with it, rub it, squeeze it. Anything you want." Arch growled heavily and nipped roughly at the bunny's longer ear on top of his head. "You

will worship my cock before I"m through with you, bunny."Kururu smiled wide. One hand, first, slowly found its way rubbing and touching, before long a second hand started pumping, although both were doing two very different things. One was pumping it up and down, while the other was rubbing the very canine tip every so often, wriggling a finger over it, and bringing the sticky fluids against his lips, against his tongue. Kururu whispered softly as he leaned forward to allow the wolf to nuzzle into his neck, shuddering as that ear of his was softly rubbed up against, and then the ears on top of his head were nipped roughly. They were immensely sensitive, perhaps more so than his nipples because as soon as Arch bit on it, nipping roughly, the young bunny gasped and bucked his hips against slick, hot flesh rubbing up against his stomach. He used his body to rub along with his hands, thrusting forward to rub their members together and press that shaft against his soft belly. "Arch..." He whispered softly into the wolf's ear. "It feels so warm. S-so... warm..." He said softly, biting his lower lip, face turning slightly pink as he continued to pump that shaft, now using both hands and his cock to rub them together. His breath hitched - it was clear that the male was doing all he could to please the wolf.The rabbit might soon find himself just a little overwhelmed with the amount of preseed the wolf's tip was generously giving off. As seconds passed and those hands stroked him, that soft body grinded up against him, the wolf could only flex his cock in sheer pleasure and let the servicing continue. He raised his head suddenly, lifting to his full height to gasp and raise his eyes to the sky, resisting with all his might the urge to thrust against the rabbit's soft body. At one point he lowered his gaze, this time down the line of their bodies, to watch his own penis as it got rubbed and stroked by such soft, delicate hands. The sight of the rabbit's tender body in such distress, his pink little nipples shown off so vulnerable, the sheer contrast of his soft, feminine hands working so diligently against his massive, masculine rod of flesh; it all made the wolf more aroused than he had been in years. He simply watched for a while, deliberately making the weak little rabbit work so hard to stroke him and please him. The wolf's preseed--incredibly thick, even now--began to pool along the boy's soft belly, and wet the rabbit's hands so much that the beast's black shaft began to glisten with the slickness of it. Arch knew the boy was working hard as his breathing labored, but didn't care. It felt too good, and it was a bitch's job to please him. Stroking another male's cock, or sucking him off, was usually long, selfless, tiring work. The rabbit would learn. The wolf finally lowered his muzzle again, nudging his nose against the boy's chin and baring his fangs, nipping at the little rabbit's cheek. "Lick my fangs, bunny. And don't stop those

little hands."Kururu nodded slowly. Those hands continued to pump, bucking his hips up against the larger male's shaft, pressing his little bunny shaft against Arch's thickness as he softly ran that tongue against his fangs, slowly at first, rubbing them against one, then dragging across all of them horizontally, before paying attention to the front ones slowly. He whimpered, pre pooling against his smooth and furry stomach, and then against his shaft - a mixture of the musky wolf's and his own, creating a heady scent that seemed to mar the both of them. Fingers splayed into the thick scruff of the alpha wolf's neck, pressing their bodies together as he rocked those hips as much as he could against the wolf's shaft, murmuring incoherently as he was almost at his peak, just from rubbing himself against that smooth, veiny shaft and rubbing his hands against it. "Arch..." He whimpered softly into the larger maw, softly rubbing that small tendril against his fangs as much as he could. "... A-almost... A-almost..."At first the wolf was confused at the words. Arch wasn't close, he had much more self-control than that. Even as long as the bunny had been stroking him, and grinding those little hips and thighs against the wolf's bare cock. And the licking of his fangs with that tiny little tongue. It turned him on SO potently that he had to actively fight his loins from building up that fire and releasing all over the little male's soft body. But then he realized it was the RABBIT who was getting so close. And he should have known--he could feel the hard, silky length rubbing up against the underside of his own cock. That was just about the last straw for the wolf, as well. He shuddered, and dug his powerful claws into the earth on either side of the rabbit's body. He started to thrust with short, but powerful tugs, back and forth against the rabbit's tender crotch and genitals, rubbing his sensitive black penis against the little male's inner thighs. Arch was breathing hard too, now, his maw hanging open as the rabbit desperately licked at his fangs. He actively drooled onto the poor rabbit's face with that warm, heavy saliva, completely uncaring. He was nearing his own peak, but he wanted his bitch to lose it first. Which wasn't going to be so difficult, once the masculine beast started to use his hips to stroke back and forth against that soft crotch and small penis. The rabbit could feel the impossible strength in the wolf's hips and haunches, Arch was holding SO much of it back, just so he could stroke the little male without hurting him.Kururu felt touched - something touched the inner recesses of Kururu's heart, tugging at his heartstrings. Was this, completely dominant male bucking his hips... so he could provide some semblance of pleasure to the male? He could be reading into it wrong - the wolf might have simply been trying to achieve his own orgasm, but it would be so easy for him to lose control, to simply take the man

below him and use him as some sort of receptacle for his pleasure. But he was thrusting forward, rubbing their shafts together lewdly and causing him to mewl out in surprise and arousal as the little rabbit shot out against them, matting some of Arch's stomach with his seed as well as most of his cock, making it slightly easier for the precome-slick shaft to rub against his hands. He made such a mess, that as he licked the wolf's fangs and drank as much of the canine's saliva into his mouth, he felt the hot trickles of the male's various exertions all over his skin, causing him to moan in approval and arousal. Breathing hitched slowly, his hands becoming more relaxed, enjoying the feel of that thick manhood inside of his palms as he slid up that smaller sex against the man's sac and shaft. "Ah..." He whispered softly into the male's maw.Kururu was right to be so surprised and touched at the wolf's effort. Arch never did this for other males, but this time it just felt easy--and right--that he offer the little rabbit some compensation. Arch generally did this with females, and that might have been the same parallel here. Kururu was just SO soft and delicate, the huge male decided to treat him like a girl. He felt the little rabbit release, the excess fluids meeting the underside of his cock and even reaching his stomach. But he couldn't complain, not in the heavy state of arousal he was in at the moment. Besides, the rabbit was already drenched with his pre and his drool, Kururu's face was practically nuzzling up against his massive fangs, and those tender little hands and thighs gave him more pleasure and satisfaction than he'd had in years. Arch started with a low, heavy growl, and his cock hardened more than ever. It flexed powerfully against the rabbit's hands, and his knot swelled to an almost obscene size down there at the base of his shaft. Fiery pleasure built in the wolf's groin and he roared in the heat of it, shooting the first thick ropes of his hot, incredibly virile cum all over the rabbit's body. It shot from his tip and even landed up on the boy's cheek and chin, before landing on Kururu's chest, and finally his belly. The wolf came with powerful force, the scent of his masculinity and sex overpowering everything else in the air that night, and no doubt marking the poor bunny with his scent. And man, could the wolf's balls hold a lot of it. Arch slammed his forepaw down into the earth in a beastly, utterly feral show of aggression and force, grinding his knot roughly against the rabbit's taint and groin as he released his load on his new prize.Kururu felt that knot press against his thighs... and then the wolf exploded all over. Kururu softly gasped, those eyebrows furrowing as he felt his shaft slowly deflate as the overpowering cum of the male before him spurt out all over his body, hitting his chin and making his chest and body slick. Licking his lips, the young male rest there, slowly slathering himself with the

seed spurt all over his body as the other hand continued to pump the wolf and keep him spurting against his body. Smiling wide, the young male pressed himself closer to the man, finishing licking against the man's fangs when he rocked his hips against the wolf's knot. He whispered, almost dirtily, against the wolf. "M-maybe next time... you won't be afraid to press it inside me." He says, running his fingers up and down the wolf male's chest, continuing to let him spurt as much as he want - obviously, that little tailhole of Kururu's clenching slightly, hoping perhaps, that the wolf might decide some other time, to truly take him as he would a mate, or a bitch. Kururu smiled, slowly rubbing the come all over his body, slick and white and viscous, the young male had never before felt such an attraction to another being, let alone someone as strong and powerful as an Alpha Wolf.Pleasure and satisfaction rolled over the alpha male's powerful body, letting his hard penis rest comfortably against the little male's belly, and his knot get rubbed by those soft little hips and thighs. Even one of those hands kept stroking him, and he allowed it. The wolf would continue to release his seed from his tip for several minutes, still, and he was very pleasantly surprised to see his new bitch was intuitive enough to keep paying attention to his massive, rigid cock, even after he was done. His knot was certainly something else, huge and distinctly canine, that dogged feature that would keep Arch hard and spurting for several minutes yet. The wolf was content to sit there and let the rabbit nurse and rub his massive, sensitive shaft; very satisfied that he had marked the little male with his scent, quite thoroughly. At the comment, Arch actively growled at the little runt, and he nipped gently at the boy's sensitive rabbit ears. "Afraid, was I?" Arch started licking roughly along the rabbit's long, soft, furry ears, wanting to tease him and get him to squirm. "I was taking it easy on you, bunny. And I wanted you to service me. Of which, you did quite well, by the way." Arch went even further and took one of those soft little ears between his fangs, licking at it with his tongue and just chewing on it as gently as he could. But it was bound to be insanely intense for the poor rabbit. "Though it's nice to hear you offer me that soft little butt, Kururu. I haven't even let myself look at your rump yet. I don't think I could control myself if I did."