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"Still Sleepy?" by Kulkum

“If you keep that up, I won’t be able to sleep,” the prone fox said calmly, his paws folded behind his head as he ‘relaxed’ on the bed. He kept his eyes closed, his breathing even, and his naked body relaxed. All of these things were made more difficult by the playful bunny kneeling between his parted thighs, silky paws sliding up and down the length of the only part of his body that was currently not relaxed. “I do have work in the morning, and unlike some bunnies, I don’t have an endless supply of energy for sex.”

“You didn’t tell me that last night,” she said, touching the tip of his traitorous cock lightly in a way that had him forcing back a shiver of pleasure. “You remember. When you kept grinding your knot into me, paws between my legs, making me cum again and again even when I pleaded for rest.”

“Pleaded for rest,” he snorted, amazed that he was managing to keep his own voice as even as he was when she ran the soft palm of her paw around the tip in slow circles. His hips twitched juuust a little, which he was sure she noticed, but he kept his expression blank as she soaked her fur in the now freely flowing precum. He put on his best high pitched, mock-Judy voice. “’Just one more time, Nick. For me? I’ll make it quick.’”

“You don’t usually complain,” she retorted, lowering her muzzle to lightly breathe along the length of the throbbing shaft. Just the soft exhalations of warm, needy breath made him want to hump up into her paw. But he resisted. “So, you’re saying last night was revenge for me being a bunny? Isn’t that speciest of you?”

“That’s like saying its speciest for you to love my knot,” he replied, realizing that his voice was a little more breathless as she wrapped both paws around the base of his cock and gave a firm squeeze.

“But your endless sex drive is a blessing and a curse. I suppose I’ll just have to…AhhhhfuckinghellCarrots!”

This last came when the bunny, still squeezing his knot firmly, wrapped her lips around the tapered tip of his length and sucked him into the hot, wet, too good muzzle. As relaxed as he seemed, that was all it took for him to pop. Judy, perhaps not aware of how close he had really been, gave a muffled squeak and pulled back from the suddenly spurting tip with a laugh. Opening his eyes as she started to slide her fingers up and down the length of him to encourage more productivity, he grunted and finally allowed his hips to hump upward. It was hard not to, given that she was aiming the spurting tip at her face and muzzle, not even trying to avoid the ropes that would soon soak into her fur.

“Succubus,” he growled, watching her place her fingertip at the tip of his length again as another eruption came, causing it to coat her fingers.

“Still need sleep?” she questioned, looking about as far from an innocent bunny as she could with her lavender eyes blazing down at him.

“Bunnies,” he sighed, raising one paw to cover his eyes in overly dramatic desperation. “Of all the species in Zootopia, I never would have thought you would be the death of me.”