❝What? Have you never heard the phrase “go at it like rabbits” before?❞
•Bi (no lean)
•N/SFW
•No Limits
•Ships w/ Chem
•Sassy/Fancy Bun
•Futa Opt
•Very Very High Libido
•Quite Enjoys Wrestling
❝If you’re going to stare at a lady’s rear, at least like and retweet.❞
The bun nodded, not saying much of anything as she wrapped an arm around her short stack. The poor fox was perfectly bust level, so wether it was intentional or not, she would find herself with a pair of soft pillows.
Velvet sighed, the hands that cupped those cheeks were gently and slowly being removed.
❝That excuse doesn’t work anymore hun. If that were true, you wouldn’t spend every night nose first in my bust.❞
❝I get that, don’t think I haven’t noticed the uneaten veggies in the trash. This is different though. Do you want our home to smell of ash and smoke?❞
Despite the way she carried herself, Vel’s voice was soft and empathetic.
Said bun crushed out the smoldering bit of tobacco as she glanced at the fox
❝Clem, I feel I’ve been rather accommodating when it comes to you and your smokes. I’d appreciate it if you followed the one rule about smoking inside.❞
The bun stepped over, cupping the fox’s cheeks
❝And if I was? That makes it okay to break one of the rules?❞
Despite the rather restrictive confines of the seductive suit, Vel bent over to pick up the discarded tobacco stick.
❝I could have told you that. . .❞
Crossing her arms, giving the already plump bust a slight boost, she looked back at her lover.
❝And what did we say about smoking in the house?❞
❝Huh? What are you doing home so soon? I thought you were working a late shift at the kitchen tonight. .
. . . Well, you kinda spoiled the surprise, but Happy Bunny Day dear.❞
❝Well, as you know, I never back away from a bet.
So, I’ll make a bet with you. I won’t take anymore bets that risk my safety. When I win, I want us to watch that new yuri that’s airing. The one that just the commercial makes you blush.❞