A/N: The title only makes some partial of sense. I couldn't come up with anything better :Y. Writing this story was inspired upon me by a friend and motivated to be put on here by flamers. I have noticed practically all TT smut is guaranteed to bring flames and I must laugh at that *pours a gallon of fuel to the fire*.
If you have read the above, you have been not-so-very-clearly warned about what's coming up. If you haven't, then you most likely aren't reading this, either, and that's what you get for not reading authors' author's notes.
Disclaimer: None of this funk. Except the lexical corruption I wrote.
A cute pink bunny with nice hips was at her house; it's an average day.
She had a cute, tall blue dog accompanied with her.
They've been friends for a while now.
They talk everyday and never run out of things to talk about. They can talk about anything and relate to anything.
And they very much relate to each other. They never want to do buildings or fight bosses without each other. They can almost be describe as soulmates.
As typical events like these go, they don't exactly know how it happened.
At one point, they were laughing and running around the house.
At one point, the tall blue dog was amused at the toon-made cliff and indoor swimming pool his bunny friend made.
How did they get from there to pulling up the cute bunny's skirt?
Since when, exactly, was he anatomically correct?
The pink bunny with nice hips was laying sideways on the edge of the bed as her legs were being upheld by long blue arms and thrusted into by a slender blue body.
It was too much for the bunny. She's never felt anything like this. But at the same time, she wanted much, much more.
The blue dog kept going, with the outstanding amount of endurance he has.
As good as it felt, something was missing.
At no point did the dog lean down to hug or kiss the bunny, like she wanted.
Sure sex felt nice, but where's the love?
It wasn't until the loud noises evaporated and the bunny felt like she was going to pass out when the dog finally laid into the bed with her and cuddled her like a delicate fluffy plushy.
When the bunny woke up, she still felt warmth against her back.
She noticed a second later that all it was were her covers.
The end.
A/N: More gallons of fuel?