On the Pull of Easter

Story by critic on SoFurry

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An Easter Story of my Fursona just feeling the general malaise of being cooped up around the holiday. Of course E Aster Bunnymund has something to say about that with his Boomer. Submission Icon was a request done for me by https://panther-wave.tumblr.com/ Or Lockehart as I know him.


It was barely a day after Easter. The sky was as grey as the coat of the raccoon moping about in his set of a wrinkled shirt and shorts. This ring tailed wrench named Adamos looked towards the sky out of the window. Even though the holiday of hope had come and gone. There was no joy in his heart at the coming of spring.

That bored raccoon lounged at his bedroom's windowsill. He kept his fingers tapping against the pane. There was no hope, only apathy that could be found floating in the thoughts of the ring tail. The only other sound breaking the stillness of the melancholy atmosphere were the cobwebs of sighs drifting about the empty apartment.

So the sound of his bedroom door opening brought to Adamos' heart a geyser of panic.There couldn't be anybody else in the apartment he lived in and he was sure that he had locked the door.

The sight that met the raccoon's head when it turned towards the door knocked all speech from his head. There leaning against the door frame was a majestic rabbit buck. A faint scent of fragrant spring flowers in bloom tickled the raccoon's nose Steel blue gray fur rippled over lean muscle. While downy fluff the color of clouds or the Edelweiss flower spread across this rabbit's face and chest face and chest.

Adamos' eyes found themselves tracing over the lines of the stylized floral pattern tattoos on the rabbit's toned arms. The muscle definition standing through the curtain of fur they remained under. There was only one individual that fit this image. That was E Aster Bunnymund, the Easter Rabbit. A living myth had shown up in

However the raccoon's ears caught the sound of Bunnymund's voice, rich and dark with a tone that could only be found in the wildest lands of the Earth "So I've been hearing about the slacker sooking about around my holiday" Bunnymund said. He loped into the room, bearing similar to the atmosphere when a basement was revealed to be filled with leather embedded furniture and very explicit tools hanging from the walls.

Adamos could only stammer out, his thoughts still haven't caught up with the living breathing hunk of a rabbit coming closer. "Ya may be a conch but there's no excuse to sledge all over Easter." Bunnymund said.

Adamos stumbled down onto the floor. The Easter Bunny looked down at the raccoon. His form loomed over the raccoon who was scrambling against the wooden floor. HIs knees wobbled, unable to provide a firm foundation for Adamos to stand up. He gave voice to the one thought that kept repeating through his head. "You can't be real." Adamos said.

Aster's paw moved, the long rabbit foot slapping onto the front of Adamos. The heel digging into Adamos' chest, pinning it to the wall. The raccoon's face was smothered between the legend's toes.The sensation was as if the raccoon rested his face against a lawn of the fresh new grass of spring. "Well take a gander at this? Still reckon it's a porker?" Bunnymund said.

Adamos found his muzzle caught in a more cedary scent held behind the rabbit's sole. His babbling response was muffled by the lump of muscle and fur gagging him.. Bunnymund's toes stroked the fur on the raccoon's face. Then the holiday icon shifted his ankle to smear the raccoon onto his back.

The rabbit leaned down and seized the raccoon's clothing. Firmly Bunnymund began to strip the ring tail down. The clothing flew off the raccoon and onto the floor, leaving Adamos bare of any dignity before the rabbit who ran roughshod over him.

Adamos tried to crawl away. Yet the long paw of Bunnymund pinned him down again. The rabbit leaned down on the raccoon's back. The mighty weight of the Easter Rabbit squishing the raccoon on his stomach. "You've been driving me absolutely crackers with your moaning." Bunnymund said while the raccoon squirmed under the rabbit's control.

"You've a tab to pick up," Bunnymund said. "And I'm giving you what for." Bunnymund slipped out an egg from a bandolier around his chest. A brightly colored egg shone in the sunlight. It danced around Bunnymund's hand before it slipped and was worked into Adamos' bum.

The raccoon let out a long dragged out moan as Bunnymund worked his egg past the ring of muscle between the two furry mound of gray. A sharp gasp accompanied the vanishing of the egg into the ring tail's depths. Adamos could feel the ovoid burst inside him. It's contents coating the raccoon's guts with a nice slippery warm lube. The contrast was great enough to send Adamos shivering on the cold floor.

Then Adamos felt himself lifted and flung onto his back. The larger hunk of a rabbit had slapped him down on top of one of the tables in the room. The raccoon's legs were sprawled in the air until they were bound between the pits of the much larger rabbit. Adamos looked straight at Bunnymund's body and his throat suddenly became like the Sahara desert.

The Easter Bunny's erection stood tall. A giant of a maypole ready to plant itself into the fertile valley of the raccoon's lowlands. "Now, let's see about that browneye" Bunnymund said. The rabbit's thumbs spread the raccoon's cheeks even wider. The Easter Rabbit pushed himself closer. The tip of his tool just barely tapped the earth.

Then the raccoon was sent whimpering as Spring began to plow his field. Bunny went smoothly in, slowly at first but began to leisurely pump at his own pace. Adamos' breathing became irregular as Bunnymund's doodle painted blazing pulses of pleasure onto his freckle.

Adamos' mouth swung wide as he tried to spew out some sort of protest. But all that blew out of him were mewls of ecstasy and building desperation. Bunnymund built himself a rhythm, His body rocking against the smaller raccoon. The ring tail's balls caressed against the hills that were the rabbit's washboard torso. Adamos looked down at his own traitorous cock. It twitched in unison with Bunnymund's thrusts. Though much smaller than the rabbit's own mighty dong, it was no less demanding.

A whine broke out as Bunnymund was shoving Adamos over the tipping point. "Please, deeper, I need to cum"" Adamos pleaded.It didn't matter he was completely dominated by the Easter Bunny and being taken in his own home. The raccoon needed release and hope burned within him that the Easter Rabbit could smash him into bliss he never felt before.

He moaned more when Bunnymund said."Nah Mate. this poke's going my way " The raccoon was riding the rabbit and only Bunnymund would decide when Adamos would be let off. Bunnymund's hands grabbed onto the raccoon's sides. Adamos was bent over as rabbit hips went humping right into him. The raccoon cried out in rapture as the tunneling that Bunnymund previously engaged in turned to a full on bulldozing of his rear.

It was enough as Adamos spurted his orgasm all over his belly. On the other hand, with one final thrust, Bunnymund flooded the raccoon's guts with bunny batter. Adamos' vision swam as he was stuffed with sweet hot Easter liquor.

The raccoon groaned as Bunnymund pulled out, leaving Adamos to lay there on the table.

Adamos rubbed his swollen belly, Bunnymund's seed swirling against his touch. The raccoon could do nothing but let his legs hang over the table edge. "Not bad of a root, no reason to bung it on ." Aster said as the holiday icon gave Adamos a once over. Then the rabbit thumps the ground with his foot.

The table opened up a hole and Adamos' dropped down with a yelp. Bunnymund jumped into his own tunnel, leaving nobody behind to tell of the raccoon's abduction for as long as Bunnymund wanted.