Summary: #7692: One time Dave said he and John fucked like rabbits, so John showed up in bed with a pair of fake rabbit ears on and proceeded to fuck the hell out of Dave.
Dave entered the apartment, keys jingling in his hands. "John?" A soft echo through the house, followed by distant rustling. Setting the groceries down, Dave systematically made his way through every darkened room in the apartment, repeatedly calling John's name. He finally ended with their room, tempted to pretend to give up if John wasn't going to answer, he knew the boy was here, shoes by the door don't lie.
A flick of the finger and the room illuminated, showcasing a scantily clad young brunette male splayed across their shared bed. Lace panties strained by a hard cock, a black vest and little bunny ears adorned the slim figure. Dave looked on agape, "John…wha?"
"Don't you remember Dave, what you said last night?"
"No."
"You said we fucked like rabbits."
"So you decided to dress as a rabbit?"
"Yep." A sly grin.
"How does that even make sense?"
The blonde watched as the heir raised his hand, starting at his forehead and trailing finger tips down until he reached his hard-on, palming himself as he moaned, "You don't like it?"
Dave was on him in an instant hand cupping John's while his mouth sucked at John's neck. Pulling away only to groan, "No, I like it. It's hot."
John flipped them over, "Ah-ah, bunny wants a carrot." Dave was about to complain about the ridiculousness of John's comment, but the boy already had his mouth around his knight.
"AHHHHHHhhhhhhhh-fuck." Panting breaths, John was fast, and entirely too good. Where did his pants go? A cool slick finger was at his entrance as John continued to suck him. Trailing kisses down his shaft while a finger worked circles over his sensitive entrance, slowly pushing inside. Fingers pumping every once in a while swiping over that heavenly spot, making him scream, never once letting up on his dick. Dave came into John's mouth, the brunette swallowing it greedily, wiping mouth and slowly undoing his vest as Dave watched in an orgasmic haze.
Something blunt filling him as a piecing gaze struck through his dreamy state, making him want everything all over again. John moved inside him at a steady pace, every time Dave moaned or whimpered the rhythm would become faster and ever so slightly more erratic.
It wasn't long before the breath player was fucking Dave so hard that he wondered in a fleeting notion if they would break the bed. The beautiful sight beneath him chasing such cares away, and when Dave screamed, it was all over.
Both came in unison, cum all over Dave inside and out. A lovely darkness pricking at the edges of his vision. Not yet, not yet….
John cleaned up his boyfriend and found him already asleep, placing the blankets over them both, he held the slight form of his Texan close and joined him in that beautiful figurative universe of dreams.