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It's Hot, I Wanted it Smokin'

The streetlight outside of the window shown brightly through the closed shades, illuminating the room with just enough power for anyone to find their way around bodies in the dark. The room was currently empty, dust speckles floating down to the soft carpet or furniture below as the time slowly passed. The bed lay in the center, the blankets and covers undisturbed yet as they waited for the tired owners to return home and take place underneath the protective layer. A dresser could be seen in front of the bed with a little television propped on top, every drawer closed properly. A lamplight stood at attention on top of a nightstand next to the bed, respectfully waiting for its own time of action. These were the simple items that could easily be displayed by the fragile light that kept the room from pure darkness, each one respectfully clean and kept well by the owners.

But more importantly was where the furs that did possess this room were at the late hour of midnight on a Tuesday nonetheless. Both animals had work in the morning and would need a good night sleep, yet they seemed to have misplaced the time as they stumbled through the door with a little bit of liquor in their stomachs and heads a bit confused. They didn't care about what would happen in the morning, for lust was in both their eyes as they toppled onto the bed with their lips locked together.

The cheetah lay underneath the rabbit, grabbing his lover by the scruffs of his shirt to pull him closer as they kissed. The rabbit was not new to this action and only ended up farther on top of the cat as he pushed his tongue forward into the kitten's mouth to get a full-blown taste of all the liquor that had been shot down. His own two paws were caressing and pressing at all the sensitive spots along the feline's side, trying to find all the places that made the cat moan into his mouth as his tongue traced across every dental. He would even press his groin forward into the meowing animal in a dry hump to show the passion that raged in his bowls for the cat underneath, but never once during all his side actions did he break lips from the cat.

With a flicking tail of satisfaction, the other male moved his foot-paws around the bunny and pulled downward with each hump, satisfying a craving deep within his own heart. He kept pulling on the cottontail's shirt more and more, trying ever so hard to keep the rabbit as close as possible. The reason for his want to keep the rabbit as close as they were was because the cat just loved the way the lapin moved his tongue over each tooth and massages his own. He finally built up the courage to return the favor and pushed his own tongue forward, letting them dance in each other's mouths as they braved for the next big step.

The cottontail finally pushed back against the feline that clung onto him so desperately for just a second of air before moving close again and pushing his lips against the cat's own once more. He pulled his paws up the cheetah's muzzle and held their faces together as once again their tongues mingled with one another in the other fur's mouth. He didn't even notice the feline paws now rubbing against his chest, but he sure showed the enjoyment of the paws pressing onto each muscle and letting the fur run between each finger with a moan. The pads felt great to his flesh buried underneath mounds of white fur, each one putting just enough pressure in the right spots to make the rabbit spontaneously dry hump again and again into the cat's groin.

He broke from the kiss, a little bit of sweat forming above his brow as the hare looked back down into the brown eyes of the kitten beneath him. "God dam you have the most beautifully innocent eyes I've ever seen, and the sad part is I know you aren't innocent." He took a second to just glance at the beautifully spotted fur underneath his body, watching as those charming hands dared to push claws slightly onto his tender hide and leave marks. His tail flicked in satisfaction, something the cheetah never would notice from this angle, as he brought his head back down.

The cat was surprised when the bunny didn't kiss him directly on the lips again, his own already puckered up and ready for their mouths to meet, but rather the rabbit took a stab at the kitten's cheek. His own paws moved to the lapin's back and started caressing each tender point to try and push a moan from his lover's mouth. He couldn't do much from this angle except massage the hare's back or tighten his leg grip, so instead he listened to his own purr building deep within his body as the cottontail kissed lower and lower. He even squeaked out in surprise as the rabbit bit down on his neck in a loving fashion, not to draw blood but rather to draw the passion out.

His paws came up to the first button on the shirt, the hare's favorite type of clothing, and he started working each button off. After the button came apart, he would quickly begin kissing the soft fur underneath. When the nipples of his mate finally showed, his maw moved up and tenderly started biting down and licking around each one slowly. He wanted to make sure the cheetah was having as much fun as he was as he went lower and lower, his paws inside the lower half of the cat's shirt as he rubbed and soothed the kitten's belly.

The cat's paws were now on top of the lapin head, massaging between those two large, twitching, and ever so white ears. He couldn't help from purring as loud as he was; it was natural for him to just give away to these temptations of love at his age. "That feels so good," he cast a compliment down with a slight moan from in his throat.

The entire set of buttons was apart now and the rabbit had a great view of a fairly average looking chest and stomach of his feline lover. He kept rubbing over each muscle or tender piece of fur like he knew exactly which ones would cause the cat to do what while his maw stayed in place around the belly button. There was a strange fascination with the belly button the cottontail couldn't explain, he just simply loved this cheetah's with no true reason in his mind as to why. He use to spend hours licking, kissing, and even 'playing' with it, but tonight he was a bit too horny for that much time and only decided to lick and kiss tenderly before moving on. Next he moved down to the belt and jean latch that held the cat's pants up. He took no time in letting his paws quickly removed the belt and toss it to the side, not to be seen until the morning after, while his face pressed into the groin where he could tell a hard piece of meat was waiting patiently underneath. The lapin fumbled a little bit with the clasping metal that kept the jeans together, but found his pace again as they too were taken apart as a zipper came down.

The feline watched as his love got up off the floor from which he had fallen onto on his way down the cheetah's body, put both arms on the ends of his jeans, and pulled them straight off with a quick tug. He felt a new, cold breeze in the room as he stayed on the bed with nothing more then a sweet, cherry red thong to cover up his jewels. His cheeks went almost the same color of cherry red immediately as he looked up into the bunny's eyes, seeing that hare's face turn from desire to require. "I thought that you might..."

With a paw pressed quickly to the felines lip after crawling back onto the now almost naked kitten, the hare just though about what was keeping him from touching the kitten's special pieces. "You know, I thought I could see everything with underwear on. I have to say that this new piece of clothing you're wearing puts a whole new level onto seeing everything without them being naked." He removed his finger from the feline's lip and replaced the spot with his own mouth as they once again let their tongues dance with one another. The lapin wasn't exactly done with his sentence, but he just couldn't take staring into those eyes anymore and needed a good reason to close his own and stop his building temptations. He found a new way to complete everything he was going to say as a paw sneaked down the side of the cat to where the new clothing was a started fondling the entire package from the outside.

The cat turned into a kitten, purring and meowing as his balls were moved and squeezed gently. He felt the hare's hand at the base of his shaft applying pressure to the piece of meat every now and then as his thong slowly soaked up the pre that leaked form the tip of his cock. And his own two feet were squirming about, trying ever so hard to get into a better rhythm that he could control the flow of pleasure, but he was denied that ability as the weight of the fur on him held him down. All he could do was grasp tighter into a hug the cottontail and hope that his torture of being over pleasured wouldn't take him to the edge.

Their mouths finally did break, but the paw on the cheetah's groin kept swirling and compressing every now and again with the kitty making bits underneath the thin layer of cloth. He was mewing innocently with his eyes tightly shut and teeth clamped hard together now that a tongue didn't block his path from doing so. His arms stayed wrapped around the rabbit's chest and his foot that was still free kicked about until finally finding his furry lover's body and clinging to him desperately.

The rabbit loved watching his prey squirm as much as the cat was, but as he felt his paw starting to get wet from the pre that drenched the little piece of cloth he decided to move on. His thumbs pressed under the elastic band that held the soaked thong to his feline's body, ready to remove the small article of clothing as he bent back down to give the cheetah one last peck on the lips. As their lips pulled apart much like tape to paper, he pulled down on the thong and revealed the treasures hidden beneath. His glass green eyes traced down the felines body once more while he gasped in amazement as how hot the cat could look with nothing on at all. He moved slowly down the body with his gaze, flowing over muscles and lumps of fur that were neatly kept and soft looking. He went from the white stomach fur to a small trail of golden, the treasure trail, which led straight to his hearts desire.

At the base of the trail was a hard shaft, throbbing with blood and soaked in a thick layer of clear pre, and two white balls held tightly to the groin. The bunny put his nose right up into the whole package and took in a deep breath of the thick aroma that was the cat's musk, making sure his senses were overpowered by his love's powerful scent. He then proceeded to roll his face in the cat's groin, just trying to stir things up and get a bit of that sticky pre all over his face so that the scent of his mate never left his nostrils for the rest of the night. He didn't have to be told the cheetah was enjoying his fun with the nice package, for the cat was meowing and purring the loudest so far.

Letting his tongue finally roll out of his mouth, he took his first lick of the kitten's two furry orbs. They too were soaked in the thick pre, but that much was to be expected after having a whole thong doused in the clear liquid. He lapped at the balls like they were a large lollipop, the taste fairly close as he took in the sweet essence of his feline's pride. His tongue worked furiously as each one was tossed about, taken in to his maw for a few seconds and given a playful little pinch before rolling back out and being tossed about again.

Moaning and meowing with each lick, the feline couldn't be happier. He loved how the rabbit's tongue worked over his sensitive bits with such care, lapping each ball playfully and letting them roll around his face. In fact, the more the lapin played with the cheetah's balls, the more pre the cheetah kept leaking to slowly move back down to the furry orbs below. The cat was having so much fun that he had to put a finger in his mouth, biting down to stop himself from really turning up the volume, while his other paw went down and rubbed about the sensitive flesh around his prick. He kept his legs close to his body and his tail flicked with joy, wrapping around the cottontail every now and again as he flinched back and forth with excitement.

Within a matter of minute the two spheres were cleaner then when he had walked out of the shower that morning and the hare was beginning his ascension up to the shaft. His tongue made a path of saliva and matted down golden fur from where he touched the cat's sack last all the way to the base of the engorged shaft. Then slowly but surely he started his way up to the top of the pulsing, vein popping piece of meat.

Had the cat not already been squirming bad enough, he now started rocking slightly from left to right while his legs went from being closer to his body to being fully out in the air around the lapin's head. He kept a firm grip on his paw still locked inside of his jaw as an even loader moan grew from within the deepest part of his throat. And still he tried to sit up and watch the rabbit do his work as he felt that tongue begin to touch the most sensitive piece of flesh on his body. His other paw had moved down to the sheets, grasping tightly to the now ruined covers of the bed that it had made just that morning. His grip only grew stronger on the cloth as the bunny's tongue finally met the tip of his shaft and started going over the top. He knew what was about to happen and with claws started to tear the poor bedding apart, he breathed in with excitement as the lapin's head finally started it's decent onto his precious kitten making bits.

With two paws rubbing thighs and lower stomach, he slowly moved down onto the shaft and suckled like a baby on a bottle. He wanted to get every last drop of pre possible into his mouth, the taste sweeter then candy and better then anything he could ever want for dinner or desert. His tongue moved in swirls about the tip of the shaft, teasing each sensitive spot for only a second before going all the way around and a little bit lower. The cottontail opened his eyes for the first time in a while and looked up to the cheetah that now breathed heavily and was ripping yet another piece of bedding up. In the rabbit's mind he laughed a little bit, this would be the fourth time they'd have to replace the sheets this week and the store already knew the couple well.

The hare was brought out of his slight dream about how much pleasure the kitten was getting from his tongue on his love's shaft when he felt the tip touch the back of his throat. Moving his body slightly into position, he breathed in one more time as he ventured to move only a few inches farther to fully sheath this cat in his mouth. His tongue had even ventured far enough down the shaft to touch certain thorn like nubs on the side of the cat's cock and started rubbing over them. He listened as the feline gasped in pleasure with each one sensitively touched, but was more joyous with the piece of meat in his mouth shot out another large load of pre. He would have loved to have had a taste of that pre, to savor each flavor as if it was a fine wine or a certain type of hard liquor, but the clear fluid was shot straight to his belly where the warmth was instantly felt.

He could feel his shaft was in the rabbit's throat, for at the tip he felt the inside clutching tightly around and trying extremely hard to push the cock from the mouth. And yet his lover just held on there, breathing into the cheetah's crotch as he rolled his tongue over each spine to drive the feline's excitement to a new lever. Then slowly, the bunny began to rise back up off of the sword of flesh. The cat felt like he could orgasm already, but he tried his hardest to hold back from giving the lapin a shot of his juice. He just lay back on the bedding and waited for the fur to come off of his sword so that the real fun could begin, breathing heavily to hold everything in.

When the cottontail finally did come off the shaft, he was sure that his kitten was about to explode just by the way the cat was looking straight up at the ceiling. Had the hare really wanted to take the blow of white, sticky cum into his mouth all he had to do was put his lips back at the tip and start the process all over. Yet something told him he shouldn't, as if there was still a better place in his body then down his throat for the substance. Instead, he climbed back up on top of the cheetah and put his lips once more to the feline's maw.

The cat could taste is own essence as his tongue invaded into the rather sticky and over juiced mouth of the lapin, he could smell his own musk on the rabbit's face, and yet all this just seemed to turn him on even more. He placed his own paws to the back of the hare's head and held them together as his own body pressed up against the fur on top in a rather wet hump fashion. His tail flicked about behind him and his hind paws now shoved against the bedding to put them both up farther from the edge. Then slowly he released his grasp from behind the rabbit's head, one paw flowing up with an ear while the other paw moved down to the base of the bunny's shirt.

Instinctively reacting to the feeling a paw touch his stomach, the cottontail put his knees firmly onto either side of the cat and raised his paws as his shirt was taken off. He watched as his shirt was thrown off into the darkness to find a resting spot somewhere on the floor before looking back to see the cheetah working on his black pants now. His own paws had moved to the cat's muscular chest and were fumbling over each lump of strength in awe as he caressed and smoothed out the pains that were buried into each mound of power. When the paws about his waist started to pull downward, the animal got up and slowly stepped out of his own clothing.

The cheetah looked up at the almost naked hare and smiled, for he could see a large pink member glowing on the other side of a pair of white underwear. His paws moved quickly to throw down the underwear blocking his view from the shaft as his muzzle came up and frantically started licking at all the pieces. From the cottontail's white fur covered balls to the tip of the shaft, the cat went crazy with lust.

The lapin had to even push the feline back down onto the soft bed below and hold him there with the weight of his body, their faces very close yet again. "Now does someone want to have a little fun?" the hare asked out in excitement. He didn't need to hear the answer, but he loved to tease the kitten at every chance he got.

With a head nodding quickly up and down, the cheetah was pushing and pulling like in some sort of mad lustful craze. However, once a warm feeling touched the tip of his own cock he seemed to calm down into a haze of joy and just wait patiently. It wasn't that the cat was crazy when sex became a part of something, but that tonight he really did want something new from the fur that kept on top of him.

The lapin could feel the prick at the tip of his ass, pressing ever so slightly to pierce him and start sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Yet the rabbit waited as he looked down onto the cheetah with loving eyes, his paws rubbing the cat's cheek with passion and care. With an ease that said he was truly ready, he started to lower his body down onto the sex craving feline. The force impelling into his rear was slowly becoming stronger and stronger as he tried to hold out till the last second, but soon his ass split wide open. He winced a little bit in pain, but continued to go down further and further onto the rod until his bottom touched down to the cat's pelvis.

A daze had come over the cheetah as his prick was engulfed into the warm, tight hole that was the bunny's rear. The farther down the cottontail went, the more pleasure that surged through the feline. He wanted ever so badly to just start thrusting into the rabbit, but he held back from the natural temptation to take his mate hard and fast. Then he felt the bunny sitting on top of him, gasping in awe at how he had yet again taken the kitten all the way to the base. "Can I take over now?"

"Give me a minute," the rabbit said as he breathed heavily and tried to adjust to the strain of having a cock up his ass. That certain full feeling could be felt all over his body as new warmth proceeded to wash from his center to the tip of each finger. He looked up to the ceiling with a smile across his face, happy to have the cat's meat up his ass yet again. "Okay, get me on my back and do it."

The way the rabbit told the feline made the whole thing seem so natural, like flipping the lapin was as easy as waking up in the morning or eating breakfast. He tried for a while to life the bunny, but from his angle that was too hard a task. Instead, he rolled the fur over and then looked down at the creature who still had a face of awe slapped on him. "Get ready," was all he whispered into the cottontail's ear before pulling out about half way on his member and ramming straight back in.

The first thrust was hard, but the tight hold constricted his cock from moving faster then an inches every few seconds. He kept pressing until finally he was once again hilted inside the tight bunny, only to pull out yet again. It wasn't long before the feline found a pace, all of which was he pressing as hard as he possibly could and only moving slowly inside. However, the tides were about to turn as his cock fed more and more pre into the ass. Beside, until the tight pucker was loose enough for him to really start pounding away or he had applied enough of his own special lubricant, the cat was fine with enjoying every moment.

The bunny was in a little bit of a different situation then the cat, trying as hard as possibly not to moan out in joy as his insides we pressed really hard. Their positions on the bed had exchanged completely, for now the cottontail grasped onto the sheets and squeaked out in joy as his body was tempted. He even tried to look down much like the feline had earlier, only to find that same kitten with the most adorable face of trying to rut a small opening. He started pushing back into the feline of his adoration, making sure to meet every thrust with his own to help the cat fuck his ass well and hard.

Slowly but surely, the cat opened up the passage way a little bit more and was able to start moving his cock in and out of the hole. He wanted to cum badly into the ass already, but something told him to hold out just a little bit longer. Still, as he felt his groin smash into the rabbit's again and again, he was almost certain that at one of these collisions he would explode.

But the cat's job wasn't over just yet, for he still had to milk the sticky white fluid out of his mate as well. He left one paw on the rabbit's waist and moved his other one over to start jerking the bunny off. He pulled on his lover's shaft in time with his own thrusts, the skin of the lapin member being tugged up and down as the cat ferociously kept pounding.

Now the lapin was in heaven, his hands clenching the bedding on both sides of the bedding tighter then before as he felt his final release coming (Ironic?). He was starting to even see stars instead of darkness all around him, the chanting of joyous carols along with a strange, distant slapping noise. He opened his dry mouth, the air of the room quickly filling his lungs as he let out a moan that would surely be heard outside of the walls of the room. Then the final tip of the mountain hit as his cum exploded from his shaft tip. The stream of bunny juice shot straight into the air and went flying up towards the rabbit's face, giving his fur a new coat of white as he painted everything from the cheeks on his muzzle to the pelt on his chest. His world went into a daze of colors, a proud high from which he was finally falling into a happy abyss.

The cat just kept pounding and rutting that tight ass as the cottontail's special sauce went flying all over the place. He felt extremely turned on now, his erection throbbing with more blood then ever before, and the scent of the rabbit filling the room only sent him sky rocketing. He wanted to last longer, wanted to prove something about how long he could keep his rut up, but the hole his was fucking suddenly went tighter then ever before. His thorn-like nubs began to tear into the walls as he dragged back for the final time, but no matter how much that hurt the bunny he was fucking, it set him off. He slammed in for the final time and grasped on tight to the rabbit's ass. He could feel the flow of the hot liquid moving through his cock, pushing out and into the now well-used hole.

The lapin could feel the kitty cum too, a newfound warmth filling his insides and keeping his head in that alluvial plan he had reached upon losing his own juices. He let his tongue loll out of his mouth as he stared up at a blank ceiling with star-struck eyes. Then the weight of the other fur landed on top of him and he started to fall from his special plain, his place where joy met intensity. He started to feel the real pain of having his ass ravaged by a sex-craving cat and he started to want out.

With a slurping noise, the cottontail pushed the feline and his now soft member off from on top of him. He walked into the bathroom and quickly cleaned up himself as best as one can in a few seconds. He looked over to the cheetah that still lay in a waste of his own orgasmic thrill on the bed. "I'm leave."

The cat didn't hear him just yet, the words floating around in his head for the time that he stayed stunned from the afterglow. Then they slowly came together and the kitten's own high seemed to fall as if gravity was turned back on right in the middle of his on board flight. "What, but why?"

The rabbit was now collecting his cloths and putting everything back on as quickly as possible, he didn't want to be in this room any more. "I'm looking for something else, for something new," the lapin paused for a second before speaking the last of his already too hurtful sentence, "for someone better."

"But, what did I do wrong?"

With all of his stuff in hand, the bunny headed for the door and turned around to look one last time at the eyes he once thought he loved, or at least once thought he saw love in. "It's not you, it's just I'm not me anymore." The cottontail turned around and headed straight out of the door without another word. He didn't want to turn back now, he couldn't turn around and say anything now, and he had to leave now.

The cheetah got up and quickly rushed to the door, "but what about this relationship?"

"I just can't seem to find something that's been missing for a while, I just can't get the same relief I got when this started." The rabbit had put on his pants and was working on his shirt in the other room, trying not to look towards the bedroom he had just left. "It's like I want something and you want everything we already have. I want something more."

"You don't understand," the cat tried to start his sentence.

"I don't think I want to," was all the rabbit said as he cut off his past mate and walked out the door.

The cheetah followed him to the door and just watched him walk down the road. The past two years of his life seemed to pass by his eyes and he just didn't understand what had happened, but he didn't feel there was anything he could do.