Pants And Suit

(Written for my good friend who goes by the online name Stuffy Dog. He came up with the scenario and the characters belong to him. This was my first real attempt writing characters that were not my own. I don't think I did as well as I could have, but he seemed pleased with it at least.)

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"Another day, another grind. After completing another arduous shift down at the office, Suit lazily attempted to insert the proper key into the lock of his door with one hand upon returning to his less-than-modest abode. Eventually, his bleary eyes saw past his black bangs and discovered the keyhole, turning it open and gracelessly bursting through the entrance to his home. After dropping the heavy briefcase where he stood, the salary man dragged his feet across the floorboards and into the living room, not even caring to check if he had shut the door behind him. The office drone would have flopped onto the couch and happily spend the rest of the day there had it not already been occupied.

Unconsciously sprawled out of the sofa was Pants, a half-Earthling human, half-Lunarian rabbit hybrid with the rather ironic nickname seeing as she rarely, if ever, wore something to hide her shame below the waist...and right now was no exception to that rule. Empty packets of fruit snacks were strewn about the immediate vicinity as Pants laid down on her front with her face resting on the arms of the couch and her long, lepus ears flopped over, her breathing audible but soft. She was noticeably drooling out of the corner of her mouth and, on full display without an iota of shame, was the half-bunny's supple buttocks with her small, furry bauble of a tail placed just above them.

Now, Suit considered himself to be somewhat of a decent person. After all, it was he who took poor Pants in off the street when the half-breed had no place left to go despite not have a general fondness for the lunar people, even if his decision to do so may have been swayed by alcohol at the time, on top of a love for anything sweet and cuddly. However, more than often he would wish the girl would get out of the apartment every once in a while and find herself a job or, at least, help out around the house. Regardless, he was usually (key word being usually) not the type of guy to take advantage of the bunny girl's vulnerable position. Instead, he removed his coat from off his shoulders with a sigh before draping it across Pants' half-naked body. He supposed he could handle trudging a few extra steps to collapse on his bed instead but he first wanted to make certain his flatmate would not freeze to death during the night. However, as a result of being of bending himself over while not being in the most lucid states of mind at this instant, Suit shortly found himself losing his equilibrium.

The next thing Suit knew, he had tumbled completely over off his feet and onto the couch, with Pants being the unfortunate thing that broke his fall, finding his face planted into her hair. At least she made for a soft landing. Despite the harsh impact, it only succeeded in mildly stirring the sleeping rabbit but woke her up from her slumber nonetheless.

"Huh? Oh...g'morning, Suit..." She drowsily greeted her host, barely concerned that his body was squishing hers.

"Pants, it's half five in the afternoon!" He responded, pushing his upper half up off Pants as he berated her lack of a schedule.

"I'm going back to sleep then..." She mumbled, closing her eyes once more. Suit just let out an annoyed sigh. "By the way, it would be nice if you could get off me at some point...it's hard to sleep with your thingy poking into my butt..."

Suit grumbled, perturbed. He had been hoping she did not notice his stiff erection that came about from his crotch rubbing against Pants' rear. Perhaps it was out of frustration at his job, at Pants' laziness or at himself for what he was about to commit, maybe a combination of all three building up over the last short while before finally tipping him over the edge. Regardles of the reasons, Suit found himself lifting his pelvis away from Pants' backside, the outline of his penis seen straining against the constricting fabric of his work trousers, before beginning to undo his fly with one hand. Reaching inside his slacks, he fumbled around his underwear before eventually managing to yank out his average-lengthed cock, hovering it just above the rabbit girl's rump as it pulsated gently in his hold.

"Pants...I'm giving you one last chance to wake up or I'll be forced to take drastic measures." He said strenly, his heart racing as he looked down to the defenceless female. There was no response. She seemed to have drifted back into a slumber already. "Don't say you weren't warned!"

Suit may not have had the best history when it came to long-standing relationships with women, down more so to his serious self-esteem issues rather than his looks, but he still could decently find his way about when it came to ploughing the opposite sex. After all, he and Pants found themselves doing it a few times under various circumstances since she moved in with him. The male lined his cock up with the slit that lay between the bunny's legs and shoved his hips forwards without a decasecond of hesitation.

His entire length sunk into Pants' exposed pussy in one fell motion, reaching as deep as his prick could reach, squashing her ass with his crotch. Even the lazy bunny would be hard-pressed not to notice such a thing in her sleep as her sensitive insides shocked her entire system to a fully awake, wide-eyed state, perking her head up from the side of the sofa and howling from the sensation.

"Sneak attacks are totally not fair, Suit!" She whined. Suit did not have an intelligible comeback. Instead, he was occupied holding down Pants' shoulders while rearing back his waist from her behind only to shove it back into her at full-force a second time before repeating the motion again...and then again...and again and again until he got himself into a decent rhythmic pace, his lap audibly slapping against the bunny's buns with each cycle made. The only vocalisations Suit was making at this time were various primal grunts and huffs, matching Pants' moans and squeaks in reaction to his rodgering.

Pants' fingers dug into the sofa's arm, her eyes were scrunched shut and her teeth clenched tight as she was being pushed back and forth in time to Suit's bucks. Her long ears folded over her face as she was lost in a trance of pleasure. In spite of not making her consent explicit, she was enjoying herself, even if part of her was resenting her host for disturbing her sleep in such an intensely obscene manner. Although, as luck, or perhaps karma, would have it, the top of her ears involuntarily twitched into her mouth, open at that particular instant to let out a quick yelp of delight. The ear tips found their way past her lips before her pearly whites chomped back down, chewing off part of her auditors in the process.

The moon rabbit people possessed a rather unusual inborn trait. Their ears had a consistency and taste near identical to that of Japanese mochi cakes. They were even edible and able to regenerate back to normal within the space of around five minutes should they be bitten off. Naturally, Pants had inherited this characteristic from her lagomorph side. However, consuming the ears caused some rather unusual side effects for either species. When Pants ate her own ears, it resulted in a rather drastic change in personality, a transformation that she was undergoing at this precise moment.

Pants' whimpers and groans abruptly ceased, in spite of Suit's unwavering pelvic humps, as a glint sparked across her eyes. A sudden surge of strength welled up inside the usually docile female, using it to turn herself around and grapple the unsuspecting human male, harshly rolling both him and herself over on the couch so that now Pants was the one pinning Suit down, glaring at him with a scowl adorning her cute face. Suit, partially dazed by the unexpected attack, looked up to see the look his house guest was giving off before noticing the missing portion of her candy-like ears.

"Oh, great! Not this again!" Suit exclaimed, recognising these same symptoms from a prior experience. It was not something he would like to be dealing with just now, and especially not on a school night, but Pants was going to give him little choice in the matter.

With his dick still wedged deep within her cunt, the half-rabbit humanoid began to bounce up and down atop Suit with the vigour expected from one descended from lunar lagomorphs, keeping her fists clenched upon his chest with all of her weight behind them to keep the thirty-year-old in place, having no intentions to let him go any time soon. Pants huffed, her voluminous breasts bouncing underneath her loose shirt from her motions without the restricting aid of a brassiere.

Meanwhile, Suit was squirming to break himself free from his guest's hold. The older man would have been able to break away with ease had she not been under the effects of eating her own ears. That and he was finding difficulty concentrating when his cock was being assaulted with relentless energy by such a warm, constricting orifice. Part of him wanted to stay there and take the harsh pleasure Pants was dishing out, enjoying it while the effects lasted. On the other and more sensible hand, he knew that if he succumbed to the bunny's will then he would be spending the rest of the night on the sofa, risking not getting enough rest and sleeping in for work tomorrow.

The best course of action Suit could think of was to go along with the fucking for the time being in an attempt to tire Pants out first before his own lucidity and reason succumbed to the fleshy delight. Suit reached over with both hands and gripped tightly onto Pants' thighs and began to raise his waist up from the cushions of the couch and thrust upwards into the rabbit just as she was bringing her hips down on him. Their bodies met and collided with a smack as the pair groaned in unison. Suit did the same thing again before finding a pattern to countering Pants' downwards attacks.

The two kept at this for thee next short while, their shouts of carnal ecstasy filling the room. Both Suit and Pants realised that they were rapidly approaching their impending climaxes, the male's cock was throbbing and the female's vagina was increasingly tightening, though they were unsure how far off each other's orgasms were. As a result, the two of them stepped up their game, increasing both speed and power as they burned away their energy in an effort to keep up with the other. Finally, Suit pushed himself into Pants one last time, just as the rabbit pressed her pelvis into his, making sure that member with the average length was as deep inside as it was ever going to reach before it began to pump and spurt the office worker's seed directly into the infertile hybrid's womb.

Suit let out an extended wail of gratification as he deposited the contents of his testicles inside the bunny, his eyes closed shut and his back arching up off the sofa as he dug his fingers deeply into the soft thigh-flesh. Simultaneously, Pants also achieved her orgasm, her entire body seeming to shiver and spasm atop her male acquaintance as her fluids spritzed all over his gonads. The duo held their positioning for a moment that seemed to last a small lifetime, mutually sweating and panting to regain lost breath.

What happened afterwards remained a bit of a blur for Suit. He seemed to recall them doing it at least one more time after getting their second wind, most likely doing it even more so than that, and he was not even sure if Pants ever got out of her dominant mind-state during them. The next thing he was aware of was waking up on the couch as beams of morning sunlight shone down through the window, his clothes scattered across the room, with Pants embraced in his arms and sound asleep. It took a second or two for his brain to register the situation before shooting up in a panic. One glance at a nearby clock confirmed his fears. At some point, he passed out from pure post-fornication exhaustion and was only waking up now after running late for work!

In a panic, Suit leapt from the sofa and gathered up his crumpled clothing to wear once for today. He would have to neglect shaving this morning yet again to make up for lost time, leaving his chin and cheeks covered with bristles. Once his trousers were put back on, his shirt hastily buttoned and his tie knotted in a crooked fashion, he made a swift exit out of the apartment, having no choice but to grab something to eat for breakfast along the way to the office. Out of this whole hectic rush, however, he did take the time to look back and see Pants peacefully curled up on the couch, imprinting the image into his mind before closing the door with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Perhaps she is what he needs to be able to get through this day."

(Thank you for reading and I am sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors.)