The Red Sea
OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: Yup, still doing these! The following story contains GRAPHIC SCENES of an EXPLICIT SEXUAL NATURE between and ADULT and a CUB, who are both FEMALE, including the use of SEX TOYS. There is also FOREIGN LANGUAGE DIALOGUE. If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended because I FUCKING WARNED YOU, DIN'T I, BITCH?!? For those of you who I haven't scared off... enjoy!
Fridays were always hectic in the Oakfield Middle School cafeteria. The lunch time jitters built to a crescendo, and mixed with the anticipation of the weekend, the cubs could get a little unruly. Whoops and hollers arose a little more frequently, a little louder than usual, and it was only exacerbating Becky's week-long headache.
The rabbit girl sighed as she navigated the roiling mass of eleven, twelve, and thirteen year olds. Her footpaws guided her to the table in the back where she and Robbie had been having lunch together each Friday since school started. A smile spread across her muzzle as she saw the fox in his usual seat, already a good way into his meal. Her smile faltered a bit as she made out Tanya sitting across from the fox. She'd been hoping to get Robbie alone for a little bit today. But no matter. She put her smile back on as best she could as she sat down at the table next to the bat.
"Hey, Robbie," she said, grinning at the fox. "How's your Friday going?"
"Meh. It's Friday," Robbie said with a shrug. "Can't wait to get home and play some video games."
"You do remember that you invited me over tonight, right?" Becky said.
"Course I do," Robbie said. "What? You sayin' we're NOT gonna play Nintendo till our fingers fall off?" he asked, giving the rabbit a cheeky grin.
"You know there's another joystick I wanna play with," Becky said, flitting her eyelashes at the fox.
Tanya groaned. "Ugh. Becky! I'm trying to eat!"
The rabbit girl giggled. "Sorry, Tanya," she said, giggling anew as she saw Robbie hiding his face behind his paws. "Oh, come on, you know you want it!"
"Eww! Beckyyyyy!" Tanya whined.
"¡Hóla, mís amigos!"
The three cubs at the table sighed.
"Here comes trouble," Becky said.
"Quien? Yo? Nunca!" Martin said as he slapped his tray down on the table next to Robbie. "Cómo están ustedes?"
Robbie rolled his eyes at the wolf. "Martin, I'm not in the mood."
The wolf grinned. "Por qué? Yo sé que me comprendes, Roberto!"
"Martin, why do you always have to do this to us on Fridays?" Becky asked.
"Porque es divertido!" the wolf replied. "Y Roberto está loco por no aprender español!"
Robbie groaned. "What? I wanted to learn French, okay?"
"Por qué?" Martin replied. "Más furs en eso país hablan español. Es más útil!"
The fox sighed and shook his head. "Et le français est la langue d'amour. C'est plus belle que espagnol. C'est plus belle! Je veux parler la langue plus belle!"
"Whoa, Robbie," Becky said, feigning a swoon. "I have no idea what you said, but suddenly I'm all wet!"
"Eww! Becky, I'm trying to eat here!" Martin protested.
"You asked for it," Robbie muttered.
"So, what DID you say, Robbie?" Becky asked.
"That French is the language of love and it's prettier than Spanish," Tanya said.
"Lies! Lies and slander!" Martin said. "Spanish is awesome!"
"Can we PLEASE change the subject?" Robbie said.
"Româna-i mai frumoas? decât ambele, oricum," Tanya said.
"Yeah, yeah, we get it, Tanya, you're mysterious and Eastern European," Becky said as squirmed a little in her seat. "Guys, I'll be right back. Bathroom."
The rabbit hoped that her blush wasn't too obvious. While she'd meant her wetness as a joke, as she had moved her legs, she'd noticed that she DID actually feel a little wet.
"Oh, what, did Tanya turn you on with her mysterious Eastern European charm?" Martin said as the rabbit rose.
"You wish, wolfy," Becky shot back as she made a mad dash across the cafeteria. Gods, what the hell was WRONG with her? She definitely wasn't feeling turned on, but at the same time, there was definite moisture down there. Oh, please let her not have wet herself laughing at her friends' antics. That would just be the WORST!
Her panic rose as she pushed past the door into the restroom. She scurried right to the farthest stall from the door and slammed the door behind her. This couldn't be THAT, could it?
"Just breathe, Becks," she whispered. She took a breath as she pulled her shorts and panties to her knees, and shut her eyes as she sat down. "You'll be fine, girl." She pointed muzzle to the ceiling as she opened her eyes. Moment of truth... with another breath, she leaned forward and looked down to examine her undies.
A little splotch of red glared back at her.
"OMG!" she cried. Normally the rabbit would berate herself for throwing out typing shorthand out loud, but dammit, this was an event to take a girl's breath away! It was red! That meant she was having her period! Next step on the road to womanhood, and before her friends and oh god that meant she could get PREGNANT now, and everyone knows just how fertile bunnies are and -- and Robbie! Oh gods, they'd have to use protection! But how do you even get that?
For a few moments, Becky squirmed on the toilet seat. "Alright, calm down, girl," she whispered, finding herself oddly soothed by the sound of her own voice and its slight echo around the empty washroom walls. "First thing's first," she muttered. But what was first? Probably getting something to soak up the mess from her girlhoo-- womanhood, she corrected herself. Her mom had talked to her about this, and had even let her know where to find tampons and pads at home. Of course, knowing where they were at home didn't really help her at SCHOOL. Maybe the nurse?
The nurse! They'd probably have that. She nodded to herself, then pushed herself back to her feet and pulled up her shorts and panties. Instinct drove her to flush the toilet behind her before leaving the stall. Once she was out in the hall, she made her way down toward the nurse's office. There was a newfound urgency in her stride. She just HAD to tell the girls! And of course, she hadn't even finished her lunch. Can't let food go to waste, even if it WAS crappy cafeteria food.
As Becky reached the nurse's office, she found herself suddenly overcome by a vague sense of impending doom. She quickly shook it off, and took the last few steps to the door, giving three firm knocks.
"Come in," came a voice from the other side.
The rabbit girl took a breath, then grabbed hold of the door knob and let herself in. Nurse Aubrey smiled at Becky from behind her desk. The doe was wearing her usual pink scrubs.
"Hello, dear," the nurse said. "What can I help you with?"
"H-hi, Nurse Aubrey," Becky said, quickly closing the door behind her as she got into the office. "Umm... I-I was wondering if, uh... if you had... t-tampons?"
The doe's eyes lit up, and she beamed at the rabbit. "Oh, my! Someone's becoming a grown woman!" She giggled a little, then pushed her chair back, opening up a cabinet along the wall behind her. "I don't think we have tampons. Most girls your age seem a little scared of them. We do have sanitary napkins, though. You can ask your parents for tampons when you get home, if you like," she said as she rifled through the medical supplies. "Ah ha!"
Becky crossed her paws in front of her as the nurse held a little package aloft, and rolled her chair back toward the desk. "I know how to use 'em... my mom showed me... I just don't have any with me, 'cause she didn't think I'd need them quite yet," Becky muttered.
Nurse Aubrey smiled at Becky. "Sometimes our bodies just sneak up on us. Nothing to be embarrassed about," she said. She held out the pad to the rabbit. Becky took it without comment. "You can use the attached bathroom here if you'd like a little privacy while you get yourself sorted," she said, motioning toward the open door to her left.
"Thanks," Becky said, blushing furiously as she went into the bathroom and shut the door. She had no idea why she was feeling so awkward about this. She should be feeling ecstatic, shouldn't she? After all, like the nurse said, she was becoming a woman! But that in itself was scary... and with Robbie...
She shook that thought off. Plenty of time to deal with that later. For the time being, she had a task to accomplish. She fumbled for a moment to open the packaging, then tugged her panties down and put the pad in, tucking the wings down around the sides. Her blush deepened as she pulled her panties back up and felt the pad against her vulva. Gods, this felt weirder than she thought. But no matter. At least it'd keep her clean.
Becky crumpled the packaging and tossed it into the bin as she opened the door and emerged back into the nurse's office.
"All set, dear?" Nurse Aubrey asked.
"Yup. Thank you!" Becky said as she dashed out the door.
Lunch time was winding down as Becky returned to the cafeteria, but she still had a few minutes left. She noted as she approached the table that the boys had left, leaving only Tanya and Sophie behind. Perfect.
"Took you long enough!" Tanya said as Becky sat back down. "We were starting to think you fell in!"
"As if," Becky said, rolling her eyes. She looked around conspiratorially, then threw her arms around her friends' shoulders and pulled them in. "Guys, you'll never guess what happened!" she whispered.
Sophie sighed. "Do we have to?" she asked.
The rabbit deflated a little, but perked back up again as she shook it off. "Soph's... I'm having my first period!"
That got the other two girls' attention.
"No way," Tanya whispered.
"Way," Becky said, beaming at the two. "I went to the bathroom, 'cause I felt kinda wet, and it was red! I'm doing it, you guys!"
The golden retriever didn't seem impressed. "So what? I've been having mine for a couple months now," she said as she pulled away from the rabbit to finish her food.
"Well, you're no fun," Becky said.
Tanya, however, was staring at Becky in awe, like she was some exotic statue in a museum. "W-what's it feel like?" the bat girl asked.
Becky shrugged. "Wet and sticky, I guess," she said, sticking her tongue out at the shocked look on Tanya's face. "What? You asked!"
The bat shook her head quickly, her shock quickly fading back to amazement. "That sounds a little gross, but just, like, so cool. I can't wait till I start to get mine!"
The rabbit beamed, but inside she was terrified. Yeah, you think you wanna have your period, Tanya, but if you had a boy to yiff, you'd be singing a different tune. What was she going to do?!
***** *****
Becky's mind was racing as she sat in the back seat of Robbie's mother's minivan. What a day for her to finally get her first period! She knew that she'd have to talk to her own mother about it sooner or later, but it still felt weird talking to her mom about it. Even though her mom was a doctor -- and a lady part doctor, at that -- it just always felt awkward talking to her mom about that kind of thing. But Robbie's mom was cool. She was glad that she was going to be spending the night at the Langleys'. This could be a great opportunity.
Her mind raced on the ride back as she formulated how exactly to bring it up. She didn't want to start talking about it in front of Robbie, that was for sure. For one thing, she didn't want to gross him out. But more importantly than that, she didn't want him to have to hear that they had to stop yiffing now that she was becoming a woman.
As Mrs. Langley pulled the car into the garage, Becky made her decision. She'd sneak off to talk with her as soon as she could get away. Robbie might be a little annoyed, but she needed her answers, and quick.
Becky followed Robbie to the den, their usual hang-out spot, and tossed her backpack down by the couch alongside his. "Hey, Robbie?" Becky said as the fox slid to his knees in front of the TV.
"Yeah, Becks?" he said, not looking up as he dug out the controllers from the cabinet under the TV.
"You, uh... mind if I go talk to your mom for a bit?"
That drew a reaction from the fox. He turned his head and raised an eyebrow. "Uh... sure, I guess. Why, though? What's up?"
Becky blushed a little. "I just wanna talk to her about... girl things. I'll be back in a bit to play games with you, okay?"
The fox shrugged. "Suit yourself," he said as he plugged the controllers in. "I'll leave a controller out for you."
"Thanks," Becky said. She bounded over and gave the fox a quick kiss on the cheek, then dashed out of the room. She was a rabbit on a mission.
Mrs. Langley wasn't hard to find. As soon as they'd gotten home, she'd retreated to her study on the first floor. The door was left ajar, and the rabbit knocked before pushing it open. "Mrs. Langley?"
Terry looked up from her desk as Becky poked her head in. She had put on a pair of reading glasses. It looked a little eerie seeing her in spectacles. The vixen removed her eyewear with one paw and closed the file on her desk with the other. "Yes, dear?"
Becky gulped. This suddenly felt a lot harder than she thought it would be. But she had to push through it. "Can I talk to you for a few?" she asked.
Terry smiled and put her glasses down on her desk. "Of course you can, sweetie," she said. She opened up a draw on a file cabinet to her right and put the folder away. "Come in, come in."
The rabbit girl nodded and stepped inside, closing the door behind her. This was the first time she'd really been in the vixen's study. A large oak desk dominated the center of the room. To the left, or the right if you were seated at the desk, several file cabinets lined the wall. Opposite was a shelf filled with books and binders. A pair of upholstered chairs faced the desk. Several little statues decorated the desk, along with a small gong and bell. It was a remarkably tidy little room, in stark contrast to many of the less organized parts of the house.
Becky took a deep breath, then crossed the room and sat down in one of the chairs, folding her paws in her lap. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself as looked up at the vixen. "Umm... well... something happened at school today," Becky began. "Nothing bad!" she hastily added as the smile faltered on the vixen's face. "But... well... I... I guess I was hoping I could talk to you about it?"
Terry raised an eyebrow. The vixen rested her elbows on the desk, folding her paws and resting her chin on them. "Of course, Becky. You can talk to me about anything. What happened today?"
Becky swallowed, and shivered a little in the chair. "I... I had my first period today, Mrs. Langley."
A grin spread across the vixen's face. "Oh my! You're growing up!" she said.
"Yeah!" Becky said, grinning back at the vixen. "I've finally started having them!" she said, with a distinct edge of pride. Her demeanor shifted a little as she neared the questions she wanted to ask. "But, like... I mean, I know the basics of where babies come from and stuff, but..." She looked down at her lap, then back up at the vixen.
Terry nodded. "I'm sensing that you've got a few questions about the particulars, hm?"
Becky nodded. "Yeah... like... a girl gets pregnant if a boy squirts his stuff inside her, right?"
Terry smiled and nodded. "In more clinical terms, a girl can get pregnant if a boy ejaculates in her vagina, but that's the idea."
The rabbit girl nodded, blushing a little. "Well... umm... since I'm having my periods, that means I can get pregnant now, right?"
"Mmm... that potential exists now, yes," Terry said. "Your mother would probably know more about the biological side than I do, but I certainly know that with girls it can be a little inconsistent when you're starting off. One of my girlfriends in middle school got her first period at twelve, and then didn't have another one until three months later, then it was another five before her third, and after that she was getting them regularly. Mine started at thirteen and came every month after like clockwork. Everyfur's body is different. Though it would probably be safest to assume that you can get pregnant at this point, yes."
Becky groaned and rubbed her thighs together, leaning back in the chair and staring up at the ceiling. That's what she was afraid of. "So... I can't yiff boys now?"
"Oh, you could," Terry said. "You'll just have to take some precautions."
Becky straightened up and looked back at the vixen. "Like condoms and stuff, right?" she said. "But, like, where could I even get those?"
Terry laughed and beamed at the rabbit. "Yes, condoms are certainly an option, and I can give you a few if you'd like to have them just in case."
The rabbit let out a little squeal of glee. Of course Terry would be the fur to ask about those! Yiffing Robbie was still on the table!
"But there are other options, too," Terry said. "For example, expanding your idea of yiffing! Mutual masturbation and oral sex feel very nice, and don't carry a risk of pregnancy. You could also use toys, or there's condoms if you absolutely need to have a penis inside you." The vixen gave a little wink at that last one.
Becky listened raptly as Terry laid out alternatives to vaginal. Those options sounded good to the rabbit. Well, most of them, anyway. One brought a question right to her head. "Toys? Like, dolls and plushies and stuff?"
The vixen giggled. "Well, you can certainly use those for something to rub against or have inside you. Or there are more phallic-shaped ones. I could show you a dildo, if you like."
Oh! The rabbit perked right up at that word. She'd heard her older sister talking about them, but she'd never seen one herself. She nodded, her ears flopping about with her enthusiasm.
Terry grinned and pushed herself up from her desk. "Well, then, my dear... follow me!"
Becky shook with excitement as Terry left the room, the rabbit following close behind. This day was a roller coaster, and right now she was riding high. Thank goodness she was staying with Robbie tonight! His mom was officially the coolest adult EVER.
The rabbit shivered with anticipation as Terry led her into the vixen's bedroom. She'd only ever had glimpses inside the adults' room on her way to Robbie's bedroom or the upstairs bathroom. A pair of double doors led into the master bedroom. A king size bed lay immediately before the rabbit. There were end tables on either side of the bed with matching lamps and digital clocks. Beyond that lay a sitting area with two chairs. Immediately to her right was a door leading into the master bathroom. To her left, against the wall, were two dressers.
The bed drew the rabbit right in. She leapt onto it, giggling a little at the bounce of the mattress. It was much softer than hers at home. Too soft for the rabbit's liking, really. Her eyes followed the vixen as she walked to the far dresser and knelt down in front of it.
"Let's see," Terry said as she slid the bottom drawer open. "I've got a few to choose from." She pulled out a few toys and laid them down in a row at the foot of the bed.
Becky crawled across the bed and knelt down as she looked at the selection of sex toys the vixen had produced. There was a long purple toy with a black base, the toy basically a cylinder tapering down to a point at the end. Another was a long glass toy with a very similar shape to the previous one. A yellow one with a bit of a peculiar shape attracted the rabbit girl's curiosity. It looked very similar to a spade on a playing card. "Umm... what's this?" Becky asked.
Terry grinned and lifted the toy by the base. "This, my dear, is a butt plug."
Becky clapped her paws over her muzzle to stifle her giggles. "A what?"
"A butt plug!" Terry said, giggling a little, herself. "It's a toy that one might typically use for anal, as the name suggests. Would you like to give this one a try?"
The rabbit shook her head, her ears flopping behind her. "I dunno if I wanna be putting things in my butt," Becky muttered.
"Quite alright!" Terry said, giggling a little as she returned the toy to her drawer. "Anything else catch your eye?"
Becky's eyes roamed across the selection of toys again, and stopped on a small red canid one. "Hee... that one looks kinda like Robbie's."
Terry grinned and grabbed the toy by the base. "I figured you'd like this one," she whispered. The vixen poked the rabbit's nose with the toy, earning giggles from both. "Well, then, my dear, what's say we get naked and let the fun begin?"
A giddy giggle rose from the rabbit. Without hesitation, she pulled her shirt off. Her pants quickly followed. Lastly came her panties. She paused as she removed those to dislodge the pad. It was a little sticky and red. "Uh... guess I should toss this, huh?" she said.
Terry giggled. "Probably a good idea. There's a garbage can in the bathroom. I can get you a fresh pad when we're done."
The rabbit nodded and slipped off the bed. The garbage can was right at the entrance to the bathroom. She quickly tossed the used pad, then ran back to the bed. She grinned at the vixen as she leapt back in, scurrying right up to the adult.
"My, my. Somefur seems excited," Terry said. She beamed at Becky as she climbed into bed alongside the adolescent. "Come here, dear."
Becky was all giggles as she climbed up alongside the adult. She eyed the dildo in the vixen's paw. "So, that goes into me, right?" she asked.
"It most certainly can," Terry replied. "But this would be a good learning opportunity, too!" She beamed at the bunny, then rolled to her right and pulled open a drawer on her bedside table.
The rabbit tilted her head. Learning opportunity? She sat up to look at what Terry was doing. A blush crept across her muzzle as she saw the vixen pull out a bottle of clear liquid and a little plastic square.
Terry smiled as she rolled back over to face the rabbit. "Have you ever tried putting a condom on something before?" she asked.
Becky shook her head. She'd seen some porn with the actors wearing condoms, but they never showed putting it on. A blush crept across her muzzle as Terry pushed the toy and condom into her paws.
"It's very simple," Terry said. "You just open up the package, taking care not to rip the condom inside, and just roll it down!"
The rabbit giggled and set the toy down in front of her. "Alright," she said. Her paws shook a little as she opened the package, and removed the latex thing from inside. This was the first time she'd held a real condom. She held it in one paw and lifted up the toy with the other.
"One important note," Terry said. "It doesn't matter as much with a toy, but when you're playing with a boy, make sure you pinch the top to leave some room at the tip! You need that for the boy's semen to collect in. If you don't, it could break the condom, or it could leak out around it and get inside you, which would defeat the purpose!" She reached in and pinched the top of the condom to demonstrate. "It doesn't need to be too much. 'Pinch an inch!'"
A silly idea popped into the bunny's head. She beamed up at the vixen, then brought the toy between her legs. The rabbit closed her thighs around the base of the toy. "Look, I have a penis!"
The two females burst out laughing. Terry slapped her thigh. "Well, well, that's a new development!"
Becky stuck her tongue out at the vixen. She suppressed another round of giggles as she used both her paws to guide the condom down onto 'her' penis. "Hee hee. Maybe Robbie'd like me better like this!"
Terry rubbed her chin. "Well, if you'd like to give a strap-on a try sometime, just let me know," she said.
"A what?" Becky asked.
"A strap-on dildo!" Terry exclaimed. "Basically a harness you put on that you can put a dildo on so a girl can hump someone else. I've got a couple, and I think they should be adjustable enough that we could get one on you."
That gave the rabbit pause. Topping Robbie didn't sound like all that bad an idea. "Maybe," she said. Becky filed that away in the back of her mind as she grabbed the toy from between her legs. "So, we've got a condom on this. What now?"
As if she didn't know what was going to come next. The younger girl grinned as the vixen took the toy from her paw.
"Now, my dear, lie down and spread your legs," Terry said.
Becky didn't need to be told twice. She threw herself down on the bed and spread her legs. Any sense of modesty was quashed as the rabbit displayed her puffy vulva to her friend's mom.
The vixen giggled and grabbed the bottle from the table. "Alright, Becky. This, my dear, is a bottle of lube." She popped open the bottle and poured a little of the liquid over the toy. "Lubrication can help with condoms and toys," she explained. "And it's especially important if you decide to try anal!" The vixen giggled as Becky screwed her face up. "I'm not saying you have to try it, I'm just suggesting it as an option."
The rabbit shrugged. "It just seems weird," she said.
"That's fine," Terry replied. "Not everyone enjoys it." She beamed and brought the lubed-up dildo to Becky's vulva. "Now, THIS, is something I think you'll enjoy!"
A shiver ran down Becky's spine as the toy pushed past her labia into her vagina. She moaned softly, her lust carrying with her voice as three inches of silicone sank inside her. It felt quite different from a proper penis. Certainly not as warm, and its rigidity didn't quite mimick that of real flesh. But it was a close enough substitute to satisfy the horny bunny.
Terry slide the toy almost all the way out, then pushed it back in. Each movement sent a fresh tingle through Becky's groin. She squirmed about as the vixen pumped the toy in and out of her.
"F-faster," Becky whispered.
Her wish was granted. Becky arched her back as the vixen upped the speed, pushing the toy in and out of her faster and faster. She let out a fresh moan as she felt Terry's paw come to rest on her lower belly, the vixen's thumb flicking over her clit. Gods, this was magical!
"Becky, aren't we gonna pla- OH GAWD!"
The rabbit squealed as she heard Robbie's voice, and turned her head toward the door. The chubby fox boy slapped a paw over his eyes to shield them from the sight before him. Despite the sexual pleasure coursing through her body, Becky had to giggle.
"But Roooobbiiiiiie, your mom's showing me games that are so much betterrrrrrr!" the rabbit cried.
The vixen beamed as her son. She continued to fuck the rabbit with the toy, unhindered by the appearance of her kit. "You're welcome to join us if you like, Robbie. It might not be a bad idea for you to learn how to use toys to pleasure a girl, since Becky's becoming a woman now!"
"Mrs. Laaaangleeeeey!" Becky whined. The blush on her cheeks deepened, not wholly from the pleasure coursing through her body.
"Wait, what?" Robbie said. He tilted his head. "Becoming a woman?" The boy uncovered his eyes, an eyebrow raised as he looked at the two females.
Terry laughed and grinned at her son. "Is it alright if I tell him, sweetie?" she said, glancing down at Becky.
The rabbit shook her head and clamped her legs shut around Terry's paw, catching the toy inside her. "Umm... can I?"
Terry nodded and leaned back, easing the rabbit's legs apart to free her other paw. "Of course, dear."
Becky sat up in bed and withdrew the dildo from inside her, then turned to face Robbie. "So, uh... Robs. I, uh, I had my first period today. Like, it happened at school."
"Your period?" Robbie asked. He sounded confused. Ugh, was she going to have to explain it to him? "Oh!" the fox cried. "You mean, like... you can get pregnant now and stuff?"
"That's certainly a possibility now," Terry interjected. "I'd say it's best to assume that you could get her pregnant, and we don't want that until you two are adults!"
Both cubs blushed at that pronouncement. Becky put on a weak smile and held up the dildo that Terry had been yiffing her with. "Yeah. Your mom was showing me how to use this. It's kinda fun!"
Robbie looked at the toy and blushed. "Huh... guess we could try that. And, uh, I still have those condoms my mom gave me."
Becky's eyes lit up. She leapt out of the bed and ran over to Robbie. "We should totally try those out!" she cried as she threw her arms around the fox.
"Ack! Now?!" Robbie asked.
"Why not?" Becky said. "I mean, if you want to," she added hastily. The blush on his cheeks had deepened considerably.
"M-maybe later," Robbie muttered.
The rabbit took the fox's paws, then leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Robbie, you do know we don't have to yiff if you don't wanna, right?" she whispered.
The fox boy was quiet for a moment. "It's not that I don't want to," he said. "It's just..."
Becky put a finger on Robbie's lips. "It's okay, Robbie," she whispered. She smiled, but she had to admit she was a little heartbroken. Hopefully her eyes didn't betray her. "I'll be down in a minute to play video games with you, okay?"
Robbie nodded, and without another word, he pulled away and went back downstairs. Becky turned back to the bed.
"You alright, dear?" Terry asked.
"I... I don't know," Becky replied. She walked back to the bed and sat down.
The bed rocked as Terry climbed to the edge of the bed and sat down next to her. The vixen put an arm around the rabbit. "Looks like there's a little tension between the two of you," she whispered. "Anything you want to talk about?"
Becky sighed and buried her face in Terry's chestfur, inadvertently rubbing her muzzle against the vixen's bare breast. "I... can you still be friends with someone you love if they don't love you back?"
"Oh, absolutely," Terry replied. "It can be difficult to navigate, to be sure. You just have to learn to enjoy what you have with them. Some furs find that too difficult to bear. But that really comes down to you."
Could she bear it? Becky considered that as she hugged her friend's mother. She still wanted to be friends with Robbie, sure. And Terry was way too cool not to be around. She thought back to all the times she and Robbie had played together when they were younger. All of the video games, the board games, even the occasional trips outdoors.
She straightened up and nodded. The rabbit didn't know when she had started to cry, but she wiped away the tears. "Thanks, Mrs. Langley," she whispered.
Terry smiled at the rabbit and kissed her forehead. "Anytime, sweetie. You want to go play with Robbie now?"
She nodded and stood up. "Should I get dressed first, you think?" she asked.
The vixen shrugged. "That's up to you," she replied. "We are a clothing-optional house. I'd suggest you take them with you and ask if Robbie minds. Though even so, you may want to at least keep your underwear on with a pad, since it's your time of the month."
That sounded like a good compromise. "Right, right," she said. A little blush crept across her muzzle as she pulled her panties back on.
Terry slipped out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She returned a few moments later with a fresh pad. "Here you go, dear."
"Thanks." Becky accepted the pad and put it into her underwear. It still felt weird using that, but she knew it'd be better than washing blood out of her panties. She gave the vixen a quick hug, then grabbed the rest of her clothes and left the room.
She found Robbie right where she expected: in the den with a controller in his paw. "H-hey, Robbie."
The fox boy looked up. "Hey. Ready to play now?"
Becky nodded and walked over to the couch. She paused as she got there. "Do, uh, do you mind if I stay in just my undies?"
"Nah," Robbie said. He turned his attention back to the TV. "I picked out a game and set it up. Hope you're up for some shooting."
The rabbit grinned as she dumped her clothes on the floor. She threw herself down onto the couch next to her friend, then grabbed the second controller. "You know it!" she said.
Once the game started up, the tension lifted between the two. A few hours slipped away as the fox and the rabbit played game after game together. Robbie even decided to get naked after the first hour. Becky couldn't help but sneak glances at his sheath between rounds.
Dinner was quiet, at least by Becky's standards. With her eight brothers and sisters, meal times at her house were usually barely-controlled chaos. With just her, Robbie, and Robbie's mom and dad, it was quite tranquil, even with lively conversation around the table.
After their meal, the two eleven year olds retreated back to the den for a few more hours of gaming before finally heading bedward. As usual, Becky went up to Robbie's bedroom, and laid out his sleeping bag to sleep on. They pulled on their pajamas, and got ready for bed.
They had just laid down when Becky finally got up the nerve to try talking to him about earlier. "Robbie?" Becky said.
"Hm?" Robbie sat up in bed and looked down at the rabbit. "What's up?"
Becky sighed. "Robbie, I... I don't know how to say this, but... look, I'm sorry I keep teasing you about yiffing me and stuff."
Even in the relative darkness of the bedroom, Becky could see the fox blush. "Eh, it's cool," he said. "I mean, lots of boys would kill for that kinda thing, right?"
"But you're not one of them, are you, Robbie?" Becky asked.
It was the fox boy's turn to sigh. "I guess not." He paused for a moment. "I mean, it's not that I don't like you or anything," he began.
"But you're not in love with me," Becky said. "You love Martin. Right?"
Robbie laid back down in bed.
"I'm not trying to steal you from him," Becky said.
"I know that," Robbie replied. "It's just... I dunno. It feels weird."
Becky crawled out of the sleeping bag and crawled over to the fox's bed. She took his paw in her own and gave it a little squeeze. "It's okay, Robbie," she whispered. "I won't pressure you to yiff me anymore, okay? I promise."
The fox sat up and looked at her. Much to her surprise, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Thanks," he whispered. He chuckled a little. "But I know how bunnies can be, too," he teased.
The rabbit put her paws on her hips and gave the fox a stern look. "Robert Langley, are you implying that bunnies are sluts?"
"I don't need to imply it," Robbie said. "I know it's true!"
Both kits had to laugh at that. Once they settled down, Robbie laid back down in bed.
"Look, Becky. I do like you, as a friend. I do," Robbie said.
"I get it," Becky said. "But you're gay, and that's okay."
"I, uh. I didn't say that," Robbie said.
The rabbit raised an eyebrow. "Whatcha mean?"
The fox sighed. "I mean, I did have fun when we played," he said. "I dunno, maybe I'm bi or something. It's just... I know Martin says he's okay with me playing around with girls and stuff, but I just still feel weird about it, ya know?"
So that was it. Becky smiled sadly and nodded. "I get it. It's fine." She leaned in and gave the fox a quick kiss on the cheek. "Well, might as well get to bed now." She turned around and crawled back over to the sleeping bag.
A paw gripped her tail, and Becky squeaked. She looked behind her to see Robbie leaning over from his bed. He grinned at her and gave her cottonpuff a squeeze.
"I'm not saying 'no' forever," Robbie said. "Just... not now. Not tonight. Okay?"
Becky smiled and nodded. "Got it." The fox released her tail, and she climbed into the sleeping bag.
Okay. So not tonight. But maybe another time. She just had to be patient, and wait for the fox to come to her. If Moses could part the Red Sea, she could hold out until Robbie was ready to yiff her again.