Bᵤₙₙy Hybᵣᵢd!Fₒₗₗₒ who just couldn't help fuck you senseless when his heat came over him..
“Follooo..! Baby, please!!” you whined, your voice a soft plea that you weren't entirely sure what you were pleading for.
At the moment, Follo had you bent over, your face smushed against the pillows, with your hips raised. He was practically mounting you, his face buried in the back of your neck, where you could swear you felt him nipping at you. All the while his hips moved with a frantic speed you never thought he could achieve.
Disoriented and exhausted from being folded in this position for so long, you were acutely aware of the heat radiating from your body. You had no idea what time it was, but it felt like hours since you’d been in this heated moment.
Unbeknownst to you, your bunny boyfriend was in a little predicament… He was in heat. It had driven him to the edge, leaving him unable to control himself the moment he laid eyes on you. It wasn’t entirely his fault—who were you to be walking around with that irresistible body, just calling his name?
So when he had abruptly dragged you away from your conversation and brought you to his room, confusion washed over you until he practically ripped your clothes off and threw you onto the bed. And now, here you were.
He had never been like this before—so frenzied and relentless in his pursuit of fucking you. Usually, he was soft and sweet, sometimes picking up the pace at your request, but never like this! Had he been holding back on you all this time? You’d definitely have to ask him about that later.
Suddenly, you felt his hips stutter, and you knew he was coming for the umpteenth time. Follo whimpered as he filled you to the brim, his release gushing out as he shallowly thrust in and out of you. You turned your head to moan into the pillow, your cunt squeezing him tightly.
"B-Babe—ngh, shit..!" You barely registered that Follo was speaking—especially since he hadn’t uttered a word throughout this entire encounter. He only called out to you when he was cumming.
He tried to muffle his high-pitched whimpers and groans against your neck, but you could still hear him clearly. You caught snippets of him muttering about "needing to fill you up to the brim," which he had certainly achieved if he would only lift his head and look.
You groaned as he continued in his frenzy. How could you deny or refuse your cute little bunny boyfriend who needed you so desperately?
