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A soft summer breeze carries the scent of sweet berries over to Changbin.
His nose twitches once, then twice in contemplation, before he hops over towards the promise of a delicious snack. It wasn't too far away— perfectly situated in a patch of warm sun.
He enjoys the berries to his heart's content, the juices dripping between his fingers as he grabs handful after handful. He’s fully immersed in his feeding, humming happily as he licks the sweetness coating his lips, when the sound of a branch breaking shatters the peace.
His black bunny ears strain against the sudden silence, now tinted with a hint of danger. A few tense moments pass, yet there are no other sounds, so he cautiously resumes eating, eyes darting around just in case.
The threat of danger is pushed to the back of his mind now that he has satisfied his hunger, and he sighs happily at the feeling of a full belly.
Just as he’s about to leave so he can clean himself in the river, a wolf hybrid emerges from behind the trees. Changbin feels his blood run cold, fear leaving him frozen in place.
“Bunny, are you the one who smells so sweet?” the wolf asks, his voice carrying through the quiet clearing.
His question is enough to make Changbin unfreeze, squeaking out a pathetic “No!” before quickly running away.
Unfortunately for him, it seems that the wolf has taken an interest in him. The wolf follows Changbin easily, sniffing at the air. “Where are you hopping off to, Bunny? You can't get too far with that pace.”
Each word fills Changbin with more fear, his steps faltering as he notices the wolf is closer than he thought. The glance he risked to look behind him causes him to stumble and fall, leaving him vulnerable. The wolf wastes no time in pouncing, caging Changbin with his body as he sniffs at his neck.
“Gotcha.”
Changbin struggles against his hold, trying to break free, but it's no use. Yes, he’s stronger than the other bunny hybrids he knows, but he's no match for a wolf. His adrenaline is high as he attempts to fight off the hybrid, but he knows how this story ends— the prey always loses to the predator, no exceptions.
Something about that line of thought has his stomach feeling weird. Surely, it has nothing to do with the fact that this wolf has overpowered him— something Changbin has never experienced before— and definitely not because he’s also devastatingly handsome, with plump lips and a big nose.
His skin flushes and his stomach swoops at the thought of— no! This has to be because of the berries. Maybe he ate too much, or— or they were poisonous, yes!
The hybrid breaks him out of his reverie by running a rough tongue over the corner of his mouth. “So sweet…Do you taste as sweet everywhere else, too?” Changbin finds himself shivering, arousal mixing with fear to create a dizzying combination.
The wolf continues nosing at his skin, licking the places he deems to smell the sweetest— his neck, his fingers, his stomach, his thighs. Changbin squeezes his thighs together at the sensation, feeling himself start to slick up.
“Oh, you're starting to smell even sweeter, Bunny,” the wolf hybrid says with a smile, sharp canines on display and a glint in his eyes that hints at his intentions.
Changbin squeezes his eyes shut at the embarrassment of the moment— how did he get turned on by being hunted by a wolf?
The hybrid inches closer and closer until his nose bumps against Changbin’s clothed cunt. Changbin barely manages a weak “Stop–” before he’s pushing his thighs apart and licking against the wet fabric of his shorts with a groan.
Now that he’s gotten a taste, his tongue doesn't stop its attack against the fabric— leaving it a mess of slick and saliva. Changbin pants at the assault, fingers grasping the wolf's silver hair, unsure whether he should be pushing him away or pulling him closer.
“Sweetest bunny in this forest,” the hybrid groans. “Won't you let me knot you?”
Changbin automatically goes to squeeze his thighs shut, but the wolf keeps his legs spread with a strong hold, peering up at him from where he's lying between them.
He takes the bunny's silence as an agreement and sits up on his knees, pushing his pants down to free his hard cock, the red tip already shiny with precum. Changbin watches with wide eyes and scrambles backwards against the grass, trying to get away.
“Why are you running away from me again, Bunny?”
It comes out as a half-whine, and when Changbin looks at the wolf’s face, he’s pouting. It makes him look soft and a little pathetic— a far cry from his actions, which have been rough and demanding.
He pulls Changbin closer by his hips, tearing his shorts away, and revealing a pretty, pink pussy. The bunny hybrid whimpers, feeling exposed. The wolf’s eyes seem to go soft as he looks down at Changbin, a finger dipping into his wet cunt.
“You're dripping like you're in heat. All for me?”
He brings his finger up to his mouth, eyes fluttering as he licks it clean and moans softly. The taste seems to spur him on as he suddenly grabs his dick, pumps it twice, before lining it up with Changbin’s entrance. His cock is long and thick, bullying its way into the bunny's tight pussy.
“So tight— Let me in, Bunny. I'll make you feel so good,” he groans, fingers digging into Changbin’s hips. Changbin whines as he tries to push the wolf away, but it's no use. He doesn't let up, pushing his cock in until he's buried to the hilt. Changbin pants at the stretch, a whimper escaping him as the pain gives way to pleasure.
The wolf hybrid sets a brutal pace from the beginning, chasing the addicting feeling of Changbin’s tight, wet heat with desperation. The bunny can't help the sounds he makes as he gets used, the earth digging into his back and blades of grass ripping beneath his grasp.
The wolf, seemingly getting greedier, grabs Changbin’s legs and bends him in half, body settling against Changbin’s as he effectively puts him in a mating press. Changbin can't hold back his moan when the hybrid’s cock reaches even deeper with this new position, kissing his cervix.
“Ah— Please—” He’s not sure what he's begging for at this point, the fear and arousal pumping through his veins making him lightheaded. Does he want the wolf to stop, or does he want him to fuck him so good he won't be able to walk?
The wolf shushes him, leaving bites all over his chest. His back arches up into the hybrid’s mouth— his chest has always been sensitive, to the point that he can probably come just from having his nipples played with.
“Need to get you pregnant so your tits can be full with milk,” the wolf murmurs against a pink nipple, licking and sucking and biting at it. Changbin moans at that, imagining himself pregnant with the wolf's pups— or would they be kits? Both?
“Yeah? You liked that? Want me to breed you, Bunny?”
The wolf’s voice is a deep rumble against the skin of his neck, causing him to shiver in fear— or is it anticipation? The wolf's thrusts become more erratic and powerful as he chases his own pleasure, and Changbin scrambles to wrap his arms around him, nails digging into his back to keep him in place.
The previously calm forest is now filled with the sounds of skin against skin, the bunny hybrid’s high-pitched moans, and the animalistic growls of the wolf hybrid.
Suddenly, Changbin feels his hole stretch even more, and he wails as his body works to accommodate the wolf’s knot. “So good, taking my knot— fuck,” the wolf groans.
“Gonna breed you, Bunny. Make you all full and swollen with my pups.” His hips stutter as he grinds into Changbin’s cunt, trying to bury himself impossibly deeper, filling him up with his seed.
Changbin feels his eyes roll back and his muscles tense as his own orgasm crashes through him, everything becoming too much— the hybrid’s words, the fullness he feels, the grass against his sweat-slick skin, everything.
The wolf doesn't stop with the shallow grinds as he waits for his knot to go down, causing Changbin to whine in overstimulation and weakly push at him.
Just like all his other attempts of pushing him away, though, it’s half-hearted and does little to deter the other hybrid.
The wolf pays him no mind, too busy marking up all the skin he can reach and caressing his soft tummy— perhaps already imagining what Changbin would look like if his seed takes.
When the wolf’s knot finally deflates, he gives one more lick to Changbin’s sweaty neck before slowly pulling out. He tucks himself back into his pants before standing up, looking at Changbin in a way that makes him feel even more vulnerable than he already is, and he just barely resists the urge to bare his neck in submission.
“I'll see you around, sweet bunny,” he says with a small smile, voice low and deceivingly soft, as he walks away from Changbin.
Changbin’s too exhausted to move, his body feeling sore and completely used as he lies there with a frankly ridiculous amount of cum leaking out of his cunt.
He entertains the thought of pushing the cum back into himself for a few seconds, hand already hovering over his thigh, before he changes direction and grabs one of his floppy ears instead. He shakily brings it to his mouth for comfort, wishing the wolf had stayed with him after defiling him like that.
It’s a stupid thought— what comfort could he possibly get from someone who had greedily taken him and ignored his cries? But, deep down, Changbin had liked it. The thrill of the chase, being held down, the promise of being bred…
See you around?
Was this a promise to find him again? A threat of a repeat of what happened today? Either way, it doesn’t matter. He’ll make sure to be more careful in this area of the forest in the future— he can’t risk running into the predator hybrid again.
Still…He finds himself traitorously hoping that he does end up pregnant, if only for another chance at seeing the hybrid.