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Spreading the Easter Cheer.

© Tsumi Moogle '13

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The moment his eyelids began to flutter, that myriad of colour and sound he'd been experiencing so far away slipped from his memory like water through a sieve.

Snug and sound, buried deep in the warmth of his bedding, he nosed faintly against his own familiar scented pillow. The sweet tang of his shampoo lightly tickling his nose.

Prepared as he was to sink back into that encompassing warmth and see the rest of the night through, the man couldn't help opening his eyes a little and rolling over with a faint rustle of his well-loved cotton sheets to regard his window. Through an almost strategically positioned slit in them, he could make out along the road leading from his house, over the trees towards the horizon.

The sky was still dark, but it was growing lighter, just to the farthest edges of those distant trees. He wouldn't be able to sleep very much longer, even if he did permit himself to.

Exhaling in a slow and faint sigh, his eyes closed once more, and his head sank back into the warmth of his pillow.

And as easily as the warm darkness began encroaching his mind, something else gently kept it at bay.

At first he couldn't put his finger on it. His mind barely able to register -that- something was off, let alone what it was.

Not so focused, he kept breathing, trying to relax himself, will himself to sleep. The freshly laundered cotton, that sweet shampooish tang and a mixing of warm chocolate all treating his sense of smell well, and even bringing a smile to his lips. At least until he opened his eyes again. Chocolate?

Opening his eyes, the male felt something else. Something he hadn't noticed in his first moments of consciousness, probably for the sake of his blanket being as thick. The foot of his bed felt just faintly weighted.. And there was another being added with a soft 'puff' of something landing atop it.

Lowering his gaze, Sam froze. Staring a little as his eyes fought to refocus in the gloom of his bedroom. There was an unmistakable outline, a shadow of something crouched at the foot of his bed. Some great horned thing, shivering faintly, and swelling a little against the darkness as it arched its spine.

His hazed mind, rather than trying to apply any amount of logic to the situation, opted to scramble backwards in a flurry of movement and noise. Little though he had anywhere to go as he thumped against his headboard.

The creature's head jerked sharply aside, distracted from its task by the human's movements. With a sidelong glance, it regarded the form trying to extract himself from his sheets from his flailing method of escape.

'Darn. Knew I was taking too long.' Came a low, smooth voice rich, and flavoured. Like silk, or rich, dark chocolate. '..And you're not the sort of person to go back to sleep with insistance, are you?'

He was aware the thing was speaking, but he couldn't quite register that it was speaking to /him/. That it would even do such a thing. The man's flailing, momentarily stymied by shock at its voice, he swallowed.

'What..?'

'I didn't think so.' Sighed the form. Their head turned towards the window, as if in consideration, before their form fluidly turned, and began creeping, crawling up the bed. The mattress groaned for the weight of hands and knees sinking deeper into it, with considerably more mass than the person laying already on it.

The creature's approach reminded Sam that he should have been trying his darnedest to get out of the room, and more than likely, his house. But the thought was waylaid when a broad hand, a broad, fuzzy hand, pushed itself down on his chest.

He certainly hadn't expected the sensation of fur. Or of the fine leather pads decorating the creature's fingertips and palms. He had, however, expected the feeling of his sheets being tugged and hauled away, and he wasn't wrong in that assumption. With a flutter, the blankets brushed the curtains, and tugged the gap in them a little wider, permitting in a sliver of the growing light from outside.

Frozen in place the man blinked in the display as the light illuminated the fur covering the creature's body. Rich, dark brown fur covered his shoulders, head and back. Melding, like cream in coffee, through shades of burnt umber, mocha and roan, to fine dusting of white, visible only on his chest and hands.

The light peeking in through the fluttering curtain, fanned back and forth over the large body crouched over him. Illuminating lines, crevices and furrows of well sculpted musculature. Rounded shoulders, and a thick, toned arm, leading to that broad hand showing the ease with which the creature held him.

A thick torso, pebbled abdomen and sleeker waist, leading to broader hips and- holy gods!

More than the rabbit's hand, something else had been weighing him down, without him even realising it. An immense pair of balls, easily large enough to spill over either side of his legs and seemingly naturally decorated by his fur, with lines, and details that almost seemed to dance in the morning light.. And past that, sitting heavy on his stomach, the head of a great black shaft. Throbbing gently, and now that he realised it, oozed some warm, thick fluid that was not pre. It was more pearlescent. Not quite seed, though.

Panting heavily, the man's vision lifted, wide-eyed to the face of his assailant. And where he expected the snarling face of some livid creature of the night; some abboration of the dark and horror of the recesses of his mind, he found the gentle, appraising gaze of a large rabbit.

The tips of buck teeth peeking out from under his upper lip, and his sculpted features having just enough roundness to blur the line of cute and handsome. The large horns, nothing more than ears, that by now, had seemingly draped themselves back, leaving the human's eyes to focus on the deep blue eyes of the immense rabbit.

'Well.. the jig is up, I suppose.' Murmured the large rabbit, kneading his fingertips along the human's chest. Regarding the man with an uncertain gaze, the immense lapine hrm'd quietly to himself.

'Though things have been getting rather busier in recent years I suppose.. Another couldn't hurt.' He smiled slowly to himself.

'Another..?' swallowed the male, only to be silently shushed by a broad fingertip against his lips.

The rabbit rumbled gently, and slowly lifted his hands, taking the human's in his grasp and gently pinning them to the top of his bed-head. The large rabbit adjusted himself, stirring, kneeling upwards, and slowly hunching over Sam.

Blinking in confusion for the rabbit's face looming over him, Sam swallowed, shrunk back against the head-board, before the thick weight of the lapine's groin stirred, rolling over his front, and smearing that immense shaft up along his stomach and chest, to squish gently under his chin. Leaving a thick and steady trail of that sheening pre, the length receded, only to push up time and again.

The weight of it, the steady, stern force forced the air somewhat from the man's lips as he struggled against the Rabbit's grip on his hands.

The large lapine meanwhile, groaned lowly over the struggling form, smiling, savoring the exquisite feel of flesh directly against his shaft. It was so preciously rare that he indulged himself in such a sensation.

With each successive thrust, Sam groaned, finding the heat of that thick girth seeming to soak into him. The potent scent of the lape's musk, like a rich orange-coffee crème, washed over his senses, and despite himself, made his groin ache.

Though it was more than likely the rabbit's velvety-furred balls teasing along his shaft that was contributing to that little issue.

Rocking and thrusting steadily, the rabbit slowly adjusted his grasp on the man's hands. Bringing them together above his head to hold with one hand, whilst the other eased to the immense head of his shaft. Stroking slowly, teasing that thickly drizzling tip against the human's neck, chin, and lips.

Sam spluttered faintly as he found the rabbit's thick tip drooling against his lips. That rich pre-seed seeping past his lips despite his best efforts to keep it out. It warmed his flesh, like some subtle alcohol, and tasted most keenly like how it smelled. His eyes fluttered, with the fight leaving him, opening his lips to permit that thick, gooey trail into his mouth and swallowing it with almost indulgent delight.

Grinning to the sight, the lapine nodded gently.

'That's it, boy.. swallow it down.' He coaxed gently, licking his own lips, and groaning as he felt a budding mass beginning to swell up his shaft. Grinding his massive shaft over the slick human, he tensed gently, groaning as he worked himself up.. And pausing, trembling at his apex, the rabbit softly arched his back, gasping, grunting as that bulge began to spread his tip, and the human's lips in turn.

But so enamored in his task, kissing, adoring that cockslit and its bountiful load, the human barely noticed the aching stretch of something smooth and rounded being squeezed past his lips. And with another wash of that thick pre, he swallowed it down, writhing his legs under the lapine's broad rump, and curling his fingers tight beneath the grasp of that broad hand.

He could feel it, though, the egg-like mass sinking down his throat, and pushing into his stomach. It lay dormant for a moment or two, jostled among the churning walls and thick gooey ounces of pearlescent seed Sam had swallowed, before it cracked and dissolved.

At once, the human's back arched. He cried out heavily as the eggs contents spread within him, like a burning fire, momentarily shattering away everything in an intense rush of pleasure. His shaft freely erupted against the underside of the rabbit's balls, and his body convulsed.

As the human began bucking and writhing, the lape arched his back once more, and with a final, firm thrust, brought himself too, over that teetering edge with a rather more restrained groan.

Sam's body was inundated. Flooded in an instant by the potent, stifflingly warm seed. Hot, heavy, impossibly copious. It gushed as the buck continued thrusting over him, washing over his torso and chest. Drenching his arms, soaking his head and hair... And as for his poor bed, it dripped, as the thick, hot seed impregnated it almost instantly.

Panting gently, the rabbit's immense load subsided after several long moments. His shaft throbbing, nearly thrumming with his racing heartbeat.

He stared to the human, still writhing in pleasure and smiled softly. He was ready. An avid symbol of fertility, of virility and new life..

The buck's hips drew back as he leant down. His tongue traced over his lips momentarily, before tracing the seed from the male's face. Releasing his grasp on Sam's hands, he found the human's slick limbs wrapping about his thick neck. As if in auto-pilot, the still-thrusting human pressed his lips to the rabbit's. Still wracked in the depths of his mind-shattering pleasure, and seeking any means to slake it.

Supporting the struggling, slick human, the huge rabbit's tip drew back. Its thick, drizzling tip resting at the human's feet. And holding that passionate kiss with the man, he thrust.

The male was barely even aware of any external sensations. The bed, his room, the weight of the rabbit, and the feel of something hot, slick, undulating, wringing over his legs all but drops in the sea of pleasure his mind had become. The feel of those muscles, the so soft, rich pelt against his sensitive skin, the taste of the rabbit's lips and scent of that all encompassing seed all his mind recognised.

Smiling for the man's intense grasp, the buck groaned gently as those writhing legs vanished into his shaft steadily. Not nearly so heavily lubricated as the rest of the form, they were an almost torturous prelude to what was to come. His flesh ached with delightful shocks of pleasure, rippled, with a need nearly matched by the human so wholly consumed by his lust, with no means of releasing it..

Wringing the man inexorably, inevitably deeper, the lape's bulged cock-slit reached Sam's hips. And the human, in a jerking rush, lost nearly a foot of himself in one fluid 'gulp' of that shaft. The bulges of his feet beginning to vanish in the base of the immense girth, wringing down past a tight nodule that made the rabbit's hunched form curl somewhat about him.

The rabbit groaned audibly against the human's hair, as Sam's body vanished inwards. Squeezing within, and past his prostate, making his body tense, his muscles soon like granite and his breathing achingly labored. He bucked heavily with a need all his own, lifting a hand to push down over the slick human's head.

And rolling onto his back, his broad feet hanging over the edge of the bed, the buck opened an eye to watch the last of the man vanish. Sam's arms, trailing with his head, slurped into his cock, vanishing with a last thick dribble of seed.

With the widest part of the human yet to abuse the huge lape's so sensitive insides, the rabbit grasped his shaft with his broad hands, starting to squeeze and stroke the human down, squishing him deeper, faster, to get past this most intense of periods.

Gritting his teeth so firmly that they creaked, the buck groaned as Sam at long last, sank past that final barrier, and wholly sank into his weighty sac.

There were reasons he did not do this often.. Not least of all because people going missing would eventually be looked into, but more pressingly; It was an incredible procedure. The energy invested, and the mind-blowing feel of it.. He wasn't certain if he could handle doing it so often.

Within the rabbit, Sam moaned out. His body jostled, sluiced about by the thick roiling tide of the seed he'd been emptied into. The trip, having wrung the breath from his lungs entirely, he breathed in that thick and most heavily scent of air within. The potent, unbridled masculinity, masked only by the chocolatey musk burning his lungs as he gulped it in. His body tingling, aching and unraveling from that contortionist act of getting here..

Sagging against the churning walls, his hands immediately continued stroking himself, writhing in the sea of lust once more.

The rabbit meanwhile, heaved for breath, his eyes tightly shut as the aching pleasure of working the human down subsided. For near a minute or two, he'd been paralyzed with that intense pleasure, trapped as he felt the human sinking into his resting place.

His eyes slowly opened, looking down to his balls. Already massive, likened possibly to water-melons, they had, with the human's mass, gone well beyond that. Like beach-balls, or perhaps, great fuzzy boulders. One, decidedly more engorged, and bumped than the other.

Smiling rather proudly, as he felt the human within still working himself, he lifted his feet, and slowly pressed his broad soles over his warm sac, gently kneading over the bulges and huge sloshing balls of his.

'That's it, boy.. Take it all in. I know you can't stop that pleasure. Still building in you. Your body can't keep up. Can't handle it all.' Rumbled the rabbit, licking his lips as he felt the bulges slowly softening.

'It's natural. Don't worry. I'm going to give you a means to handle it. You'll love it, trust me. You just rest and let your papa-rabbit do the work..' Rumbled the lape.

The sloshing, slowly glorping sac, softened under the large rabbit's feet. His attentions seeming to slowly shrink those prodigious balls, whilst his stomach swelled up slowly. Rounding steadily as the sun continued to rise outside the window. Smiling, positively glowing, the rabbit stroked a hand over his doming middle, and slowly sat up, and knelt up again.

'Doesn't take long, I know.. You'll be free soon, boy.' Whispered the rabbit, lidding his eyes gently and tensing. One hand bracing the slick bed, and the other stroking his belly in slow circles, he hunched, bowing his head with a long, slow moan as the mass of that bulge within him, shifted and began sinking lower.

If Sam's trip to his balls had been intense, then what was about to happen, was liable to shatter the rabbit's mind. His legs spread a little wider, his tail-spade fluttered and arched, and slowly, the snug pink star of his tailhole began to spread. Smoothly, fluidly for the slick surface he was beginning to push free.

The rabbit's breathing grew heavier, far more labored as he moaned out. His cock throbbed beneath him with renewed vigor as that slick bulge was pushed slowly further. The surface of it smoothly ribbed and decorated with valleys and hills, decorations so akin the rabbit's balls. An easter egg, larger than a man, A glittering white in hue with an opalescent sheen.

Pushing on his firm middle, the large rabbit groaned out and arched as the broadest part of that egg squeezed over the most sensitive parts of him, before sliding free onto the bed gently.

The feel of it escaping was the lynch pin, and with a booming cry, the sunrise was met by the rabbit's second powerful orgasm, crashing against the headboard like waves against a cliff.

Eyes wide, head hung and breathing shakey, the huge rabbit grinned, looking back to his handiwork. The egg illuminated by the morning light, and already beginning to crack.

The huge rabbit sank to his tender hips, groaning gingerly as he sat, and eased his broad, powerful legs about the egg. Smiling to it as the cracks grew. And finally, with a great wet splitting noise, the egg surged open. Filled with that thick pearlescent pre the lape had oozed so copiously, and with a curled form within, stretching slowly..

'...Good morning, boy.' rumbled the rabbit, grinning as he watched the eyes of the young rabbit within, open slowly and look up to him. Smiling back shakily, Sam slowly crawled from the egg, body tingling, alive with newfound vigor, and a constant, tingling ache in his loins. But compared to what it had been like as a human.. much more handle-able.

Rumbling over the sight of the lape sprawling in his lap, against his balls, the large rabbit grinned, reaching to slowly squeeze the smaller male's immense balls. Liable to one day be as large, and just as virile as his own.

'..Happy Easter, boy.'