#bunny aether

"Hah- hah...f-fuck..."

Soft moans fell from Aether's pink lips, eyes squeezed tightly as he continued to rub his sopping cunt against your pillow, desperate for some release.

You were at work, leaving your precious bunny home alone, having to deal with his heat alone. It's not as if you meant to, his cycle was always so unpredictable, and of course it came as soon as you stepped out of the door.

Even if he called you back, it'd be at least an hour before you managed to get back home, so it was up to him to work through this.

With an insatiable need to smell your scent, Aether had ultimately decided that the pillow you lay your head upon would be the most suitable option.

So here he was, rubbing his hot clit against the pillow, mewls of pleasure echoing around the room. Was this perverted? To rub himself against your pillow, pearls of slick staining it?

A sick and twisted part of him relished in the fact that your head would be lying on the same spot his cunt was just hours before. Would you be able to smell his desire? Would you punish him for not cleaning up?

"Mmph-! Oh archons, p-please!"

Whorish moans slipped from him, as he continued to grind and hump himself desperately against the pillow. Oh if you saw him like this...

It wasn't enough.

The friction of the pillow against himself still wasn't enough. He needed your fat cock ramming into him like the slut he was, he needed to see the bulge of your member penetrating his cunt. He needed you to claim him, hickeys and bite marks evident on his porcleain skin- to show everyone who he belonged to- who he served.

Whining, Aether sticks two fingers into his glistening cunt, pumping against himself desperately in order to find that spot- the spot that made him see stars as you would ram mercilessly against it, squeezing his pink nipples harshly.

A whorish squeal left him as his fingers curled around that bud, the sound of wet, squelchy flesh being violated as he rubbed against it more desperately, cries and moans echoing.

"P-please please..!! Need more- ahh, n-need..-"

Pearls of tears slipped down his flushed cheeks, as he continued to stimulate himself- flopping against the bed backwards, as he aggressively played with his clit- now swollen and puffy.

Breath escaped him as his hips bucked and long lashes fluttered, his fingers seizing as a wave of pleasure came over him.

Staring at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling slowly, his mind drifted over to you as he whined, his fingers starting up again.