First Lesson
#5 of Up on the Down
This is a story based on an Anthropomorphic Post Apocalyptic Adaptation of Watership Down I'm working on, Compiled of the Book, Movie, and TV show.
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Fiver had just finished moving his belongings from his elder brother's room to a new room in the Warren, which he would be sharing with the new arrival, Silverweed. Hazel had not questioned this request from Silverweed, as they had held a strong rapport in the events leading up to the new rabbit's arrival and sanctuary at Watership Down.
Fiver looked over at Silverweed, who was making his bed, facing away, finding it hard to believe that this buck his own age had terrified him so on their first encounter, at the Warren of the Shining Wire. Through the link they had held only days before, he could remember a good deal of Silverweed's past, and his own life had been shown to the other. He still remembered how shocked the denizens of the Down had been as Silverweed greeted everyone by name, even those he had never met before, even commenting on something they had done recently in some cases.
Silverweed felt Fiver's eyes on him, and smiled softly, closing his eyes. "Was there something you wanted, Fiver...?"
Fiver started a little, "I... well... I was wondering..." The brown buck struggled to find the right words.
Silverweed turned, and walked to where Fiver stood, "Shh... just open your mind to me." He smiled, and reached to stroke one of Fiver's ears. "Well... I could help you with your mental abilities..."
Fiver nodded softly. He knew the main difference between himself and Silverweed was that the other buck had been nurtured and encouraged to use his mind... And Fiver had grown up fearing the visions and thoughts that appeared in his head, finding it better to keep them to himself, and maybe Hazel, until the vision that predicted the fall of his home warren. He didn't understand what any of it meant, and if Silverweed could help... well that was one reason he had requested to share a room with the young Mystic.
Silverweed felt Fiver's thought process, and lead him over to one of the beds, "Just lay down..."
Fiver complied, laying out across the bed, before he closed his eyes. He relaxed, and found himself in a broad garden, Flayrah surrounding him. He looked around, and found Silverweed was sitting next to him.
The grey furred buck smiled, "This is your safe place, in your mind, represented by an abundance of food and no Elil to get you. When you dream, this is where they play out. But when you have your visions..." Silverweed stood, and started to walk.
Fiver stood and followed, wanting to know more. They walked together in silence for what seemed like an hour, through fields of Flayrah and Flay. Before Silverweed came to a cave, and beckoned Fiver to follow. The brown buck walked into the cave, and soon they came to a large, round chamber, a tunnel set in the ceiling, apparently leading to the surface, as sunlight was streaming down into the center of the cave.
Fiver stared for a moment, before looking to Silverweed, "This... this is Frith's Sun Cave."
Silverweed nodded, "Things here are not as literal as they may seem, but they can also be quite straightforward."
"This is the part of my mind that my Visions come from?" Fiver asked, stepping towards the pool of light.
"You see your visions as secret, mysterious, but also as signs from a higher power." Silverweed continued. "So the Sun Cave is a quite appropriate symbol. Frith bestowing his gifts on all living things..."He felt a sudden urge to walk into the light, to be bathed in Frith's glow, but he shook it off. That would be going too far. It was Fiver's light, and he couldn't invade the other's thoughts without his permission. Never again.
Fiver opened his eyes, looking up at Silverweed, once again both in their room at Watership Down. "That was amazing..." He muttered softly.
Silverweed smiled weakly, "Are you more comfortable with your thoughts?"
The brown furred buck nodded, "Thank you, Silverweed..."He reached an arm up and drew Silverweed down upon him, starting a gentle kiss.
The grey buck perked, finding himself surprised (and surprised that he was surprised) by the sudden affection, before realizing he had pulled his mind away fully before, in his resistance to probe deeper into Fiver.
Fiver rubbed over Silverweed's back softly, and experimentally thought something towards the more trained rabbit.
Silverweed's eyes opened wide, blushing deeply at the mental image that had just appeared in his mind. The kiss parted softly, and he looked down at Fiver, an image of himself being mated by the other buck still dancing in his head.
Fiver smiled broadly, "Well...?" He could tell his thoughts had gotten through, just from that look on Silverweed's face.
"I-I don't know what to say..." Silverweed murmured, unable to ignore that he could tell that Fiver was quite aroused, and that was making him aroused as well.
Fiver's paws moved to start undoing the grey buck's clothing, undoing buttons and shifting them off to reveal the slight body beneath, and his growing arousal. Fiver grinned, passion starting to take him as he rolled over, taking Silverweed with him, pinning him down below him.
Silverweed gasped as he found himself on his back on the bed, blushing deeper as Fiver started to undress above him. "I-I..." This new confidence he saw in Fiver's eyes surprised him, and he wondered if that simple first lesson had helped the other buck so much. His thoughts were interrupted as Fiver started to prepare to enter.
Fiver rubbed over his arousal, panting softly, before guiding it between the slender buck's thighs. He rubbed his tip around until he found the grey buck's rear entrance. He paused, looking into Silverweed's pale green eyes, those eyes he could lose himself in if he wasn't careful, before pressing forward with a soft groan.
Silverweed moaned softly, blushing as his rump was spread open, thankful that Fiver was gentle... He tried to forget the last time he had been mounted... and the rough treatment he got. Soon, though, the slow motions of the buck atop him took him away from negative thoughts, and he was soon in bliss, feeling as though he were bathed in light.
Fiver kissed Silverweed again, starting to thrust a little faster, careful not to go too hard, as some of the flashes of Silverweed's past showed him the dangers of that. He panted, as his passion rose in his chest, and reached down with a paw, starting to stroke and caress Silverweed's own arousal with his paw.
The grey furred buck groaned happily as he felt his shaft starting to be stroked, and started to gently work into Fiver's mind, to see if he could make this feel any better for the brown furred buck.
Fiver gasped as he felt tender paws and soft lips feeling and kissing over his body, as if there were several more bucks in the room, feeling over him. He felt a set of lips kiss at his neck, then up to his ear, where he heard Silverweed's voice, "Do you like this, Fiver...?"
Fiver groaned softly, "Oh, yeah..." He bucked harder, panting as his passion rose faster and faster, feeling his peak nearing him, all while Silverweed's mental forms caressed and teased him, gasping as he felt digits tweaking his nipples, or a muzzle pressing under his tail and starting to lick. Before long he was thrusting as hard as he could, which wasn't too hard, considering his size, but enough to rock the bed.
Silverweed grunted, before he hit his peak, the mental stimulation to Fiver's form reaching a head as his shaft bucked and spurted his load all over his belly and Fiver's stroking paw. A moment later he felt a dispersing warmth within him as Fiver unloaded into his body, blushing softly as the buck layed down upon him, the pair snuggling softly in afterglow.
Fiver nuzzled softly, then blinked, "Is this why you wanted to room with me...?"
Silverweed blushed and just smiled.
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