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Pickra paused at the door out into Forest's living room. The regularly quite masculine feline was standing without swishing tail or floofy mane. The latter was reduced to an androgynous coiffure that draped to one side, while the former was a perfect teardrop shape above his curvy hips.

He tugged lightly on the hem of his miniskirt, making sure it wasn't riding up, before smoothing down the halter top across his narrow chest. A long, slow drag of his padless fingers lingered along his past-shoulder length ear. The bunny opened the door and smoothly stepped through.

Forest was seated on his couch, leaned back into the cushions with one leg crossed at the ankle over the opposite knee. In his lap he had a paperback book propped open with one thumb, his other hand idly resting on the arm of the sofa. His emerald eyes scanned the text from behind his glasses, though one of his ears twitched at the sound of the door opening, turned in that direction.

The bunny closed the door behind himself without turning away from the target of his attention, before stepping into the middle of the room. "Hey Wuff~" Pickra used the nickname that many close to the grey lupine had adopted.

Finally, a single finger dogeared a page in the book in his lap, before Forest raised his gaze up. He paused, then closed the book, uncrossing his legs as he set the paperback aside. Leaned forward now, the wolf took in the blue-furred bunny before him. The color patterns of the fur were unmistakable. "Kitty?"

Pickra smiled at the rather species-specific way the wuff would tend to refer to him, starting to approach the couch with a pronounced sway to his hip. "How do you like my new look?" He trailed his fingers along one of his long ears again, to draw further attention to his lapine traits.

A blush had broken through the wolf's facial fur, a smile growing across his muzzle as his eyes danced all over the bunny before him. Forest didn't seem to have any reply on his mind, still taking in the slender, androgynous male approaching him.

Twisting his hips, the former feline flitted his tail close to the wolf's snout, before sitting back with a soft sigh right onto Forest's thighs, taking up his lap space casually but also commanding attention. Pickra finished the move by scooping his hand around the back of the lupine's head, meshed through the longer fur there and guiding the direction of his cranium to face him.

Forest barely leaned back from the intrusion of his personal space, his smile broadening to show teeth. Instead, one hand reached along the bunny's back and lightly gripped over his free arm close to the shoulder, adding support. At the same time he draped his free hand over Pickra's thigh between the hem of his miniskirt and the knee, lightly squeezing the far leg to be pressed to its pair.

Rolling with this easily, the blue bunny rested his free hand over the wolf's on his thigh, one of his feet slightly overlapping with the other now that his calves were pressed together. "Just in time for Easter." He crooned, his blunt bunny muzzle mere inches from the wolf's snout.

Still blushing, the lupine wagged his tail, the fluffy appendage dragging back and forth against the sofa cushions. "You know I appreciate bunnies year-round, Kitty~" He rumbled low in his chest, shifting in his seat and pressing up onto the ball of one foot to raise one knee higher than the other.

"And do you 'appreciate' me, Wuffles?" Pickra ran his index finger up and down slowly just beneath the base of Forest's ear, coyly pursing his lips in front of his new buck teeth.

The rumble grew into a growl as both of Forest's arms squeezed the bunny closer to his body, nodding wordlessly with his canines bared and blush starting to fade.

The former feline felt like purring, but unfortunately his lapine anatomy made that impractical. Instead, he crooned wordlessly, shifting his hips in place and letting his knees drop a little to account for the wolf's repositioning. "You know I'm always receptive to Wuffles Appreciation~"

Forest seemed to have been waiting for such a statement. At once, he let his heel come down, dropping Pickra's hips a few inches. At the same time, his supporting arm dropped from behind the bunny's shoulder blades and pressed to the sofa cushion. The wolf then twisted in place, his other hand wrapping over the former feline's knee to heft his thighs up off his own and continue the toppling motion his initial action started.

Blushing deeply at the suddenness of the wolf's strike, Pickra found himself on his back with his knees nearly up against his chest and his crossed ankles in the air around Forest's chest height. The bunny panted softly, starting to extend his legs and lower his thighs in preparation for the pounce, where the grey lupine would surely pin him to the couch and lavish him with attention.

That train of thought was derailed by a very loud, empty rumble from behind the neat button-down shirt the wolf wore. Forest's hands caught Pickra's calves before he could extend his legs much further as he pressed himself up onto one knee on the sofa. Licking his lips openly, the wolf gazed down over the prone bunny before him, before his slavering jaws opened, descending upon the bare upheld feet.

Pickra couldn't help but blush even deeper, partially from the embarrassment of being so wrong in his assessment of this scenario. He had thought for some reason he'd be able to get Forest's attention as a bunny and not trigger his hunger immediately. Or at least be able to channel it into some other affections...

But the other reason he was blushing was just from how hungry Forest seemed for him. The wolf's claws dug into his hips as he eagerly swallowed over the former feline's knees and a low, appreciative moan escaped through his nostrils. His eyes were lidded and his glasses had slipped nearly to the tip of his snout as all of his attention turned to devouring the beautiful bunny.

Well, Pickra had been wanting some attention...