It was typical for Amber to knock loudly, and firmly, and today was no exception. Today presented a problem that she knew, as desperately as she wished otherwise, would have no clear-cut solution. Tragically - horrifically - Amber had lost Baron Bunny the 897th.
Or perhaps it was Baron Bunny the 901st? She well and truly had no idea. She honestly had hundreds and hundreds of these things, and each one had its value. Yet she didn't enjoy losing them - she only wished for them to fulfill their explosive purpose, one way or another. The fact that she'd outright lost one of these toys was disheartening, and the bubbly Outrider was beginning to feel at a loss for this fate.
"Did you eat it by accident?" A certain floating companion had the gall to ask.
"No, Paimon, I did not eat Baron Bunny." Amber sighed, and rolled her eyes.
"Did I eat it by accident?" Paimon gasped, pressing her hands against her own cheeks, like she was shocked at the possibility. "Paimon doesn't remember doing anything like that…"
"I don't think you ate it either, Paimon." Amber frowned, looking around herself. Presently, she was just outside the Knights of Favonius HQ. They'd made a trip here from the wilderness to drop off a few ingredients for Lisa, and in all that time, Amber hadn't seen hide nor tail of her little rabbit companion. She'd be inclined to call it quits for good if she wasn't so predisposed to knowing the fate of her little bun-bombs - to say nothing of how troublesome it was to construct one.
"Paimon will help you keep looking!" The little fairy put her hands on her hips, grinning triumphantly. "Paimon is sure to help! Do you think we should ask the others here about it?" She eyed the great exterior of the Knights' Headquarters, considering bringing the inquiry to one such as Lisa or Jean.
"Not just yet. I'll save that for when I'm really stumped," said Amber, "because I'd rather not worry Lisa or Jean or anyone else about this. They might be really worried if one of my baron bunnies got lost inside the building. It'd be like… a serious bomb threat they couldn't find!"
"Uh oh…" Paimon clapped her hands together. "A secret big boom!"
"Don't even joke about that…" Amber sighed. "Where the heck is Baron Bunny?!"
Not far away, a certain drunken bard was having the time of his life.
Or perhaps that was presumptuous to claim. Venti has had a long and prosperous life, with just as many peaks as there were valleys in all his experiences. However, even he would have to admit that fucking an explosive doll was certainly a new one. Certainly a new one indeed…
A muted plap echoed out in the room, as he more or less made love to Amber's precious little rabbit toy. He knew of its proclivities; he was fully aware the thing could explode at practically any moment. But there was something utterly wonderful about the risk, wasn't there? Indeed, a high reward warrants a high risk, and Venti was nothing if not adventurous in all walks of life - even the carnal, more explicit walks.
The bard groaned, watching his massive member slide in and out of Baron Bunny's artificial pussy lips, which gripped him snugly enough to be pleasurable, but not tightly enough to be a real nuisance. Even so, Venti found that there was no situation he couldn't improve without lubrication.
"Ahhh… ohhh… yes…" He moaned, filling the room with the sweet and melodic sounds of his pleasure. "Oh, yeah… just like that… so tight… so hot…~!"
Venti groaned from the sensations around his cock, while he plunged deeply inside Amber's stuffed toy. It was small enough to hold in both hands, sure, but it was also big enough to fuck uninhibited, and hot and moist enough to bring real ecstasy to his form.
For just a second, he imagined that this is what fucking Paimon would feel like. Holding someone so small and so vulnerable in your grasp, and just going to town like you own them. In this moment, he owned Baron Bunny, whether Amber was privy to it or not. A guttural growl slipped from his lips, surprising even himself while he thrust back and forth, in and out, over and over again, the slickness from his precum making it just a little bit easier to assault the toy repeatedly like this.
It didn't do much of anything except react with the kinetic energy of Venti's thrusts. It also kept that dopey look on its face, of course, which Venti couldn't help but imagine Amber giving him if she ever discovered just what he was doing to her precious little bunny bomb. With a groan of pleasure, he continued to hold the toy up at waist-height, pounding away with vim and vigor.
He knew the toy was made exceptionally well. The Pyro Slime Condensate helped make his thrusts a bit smoother, and a bit deeper. Thankfully, he'd yet to reach the explosive mechanism inside the toy, or else the surrounding room is liable to be reduced to rubble. But it was a risk he was willing to take, and he wouldn't have to be taking it for much longer, given just how high his pleasure was rising.
A naughty smile made its way to his face, as he knew he was about to pump Baron Bunny full of his hot and gooey load. He couldn't wait for Amber to find the toy then - and what an epic prank this would have turned out to be!
"Dirty little thing… haah…~" Another sigh of pleasure slipped from Venti's lips as his balls struck the toy with each thrust; as he pulverized the baron bunny with his massive length, watching it disappear inside the "fleshlight" every time he pumped himself forward. His climax was getting closer and closer; there was no way he was going to last much longer at this rate!
"Amber," Venti purred, "ahhh… yeah…! So g-good…!" He bit his lip to silence his sounds, lest someone come in with the wrong idea. It was through the Knights of Favonius's good graces that he was able to get a room here with his comrades, despite his usual mischief and trickery. He was going to do whatever he could to enjoy himself, even if it meant stealing Amber's precious Baron Bunny and using it like the onahole it might as well have been. Eat your heart out, Paimon.
Venti was experiencing more pleasure than he ever thought he'd get from this, quite frankly. The sensations were so paramount that he was drooling, dripping saliva all over Baron Bunny's stupid little face, while he pistoned in and out of the toy at a rapidly rising pace.
There was no way he would stop now. Not when he was so close. By the end of it, he was going to show Amber what an explosion really looked like!
Venti cursed under his breath, grunting and groaning like a wild beast, while he worked himself in and out… in and out… in and out and in and out and in and out and
"Ahh~! Yessss~! Nngh!" He almost whimpered from the pleasure as he finally reached his orgasm, pumping a hot and gooey load of cum deep into the receptive little bunny rabbit toy, blasting his sticky cream into the explosive device and stuffing its inner workings full of his flowing spunk. Slowly, surely, his slick thrusts stopped, and Venti sighed with immense relief as he coasted towards a wonderfully-earned afterglow.
"Ohhh yeahhh~"
He pulled out after a moment, remarking upon his work with a divine satisfaction. His cock was slick with his own mess, bending ever so slightly as he worked himself out of the well-used toy, which started to drip and ooze cum from its freshly-fucked vaginal opening.
"You've got some nice toys, Amber…" The bard giggled, feeling so dastardly that he quite frankly wanted to keep the fun going. Pity this toy was in the form of someone like Amber and not a more attractive woman like Klee or Diona. Perhaps if he spoke to a tailor or a toymaker, he could better sate his more horrible desires.
Until then, however…
"I'm kinda surprised you didn't go boom yet," Venti remarked, quietly, turning the toy upside-down to stop it from oozing more of his mess onto the floor, between his feet. The device really was a marvel of engineering, and was exceptionally well cared for, despite how many iterations Amber has gone through, either by her own negligence or her own battle prowess.
He thought of the Outrider now, no doubt turning Monstadt around trying to find her precious Baron Bunny, before she'd eventually crack under all that shame and ask one of her companions for help. He smiled at the visual of Amber bending down low, exposing that crack of hers in her little shorts, while she rummaged around trash bins and tight spaces…
Perhaps Amber would even get stuck again, with her pert rear end jutting out the way it does, and she'd be helpless as someone came up behind her to…
"Ahhh…~"
He was getting hard again, already! This body of his had quite the libido, he'd come to find. Venti hummed with amusement as he sat himself down on the bed, bringing his thick and throbbing cock right up against the toy's well-fucked entrance.
"One more ought to do it," he thought aloud, while he went ahead and…
Shhhhlick!
Sheathed himself into Baron Bunny a second time, groaning from the sensations he felt around his turgid, meaty cock. He gave a happy, wobbly smile while he worked the toy up and down on his rod, bouncing Baron Bunny on his lap and abusing the little rabbit's cum-stained hole. The silly expression on the toy's face made Venti grin as he pumped back and forth - and as he pumped, the sounds that echoed out were indicative of wet, soothing penetration.
Shlick, shlick, shlick, plap, plap, plap…
It served as percussion to the music he was making with Baron Bunny, with his own elated sighs and groans playing the role of melody. He really was throwing caution to the wind, now, and would almost be worried if he didn't lock the door to the room he presently occupied.
And yet…
Knock knock knock knock knock!
Venti bit his lip. He slowed his thrusts. Someone was rapping their knuckles against the wood. "Hello," he asked, "who's there?"
"Venti? It's Amber…" He could hear the sadness in her tone, and he relished it. "Have you seen… Baron Bunny? I'm afraid I… lost her…"
Venti feigned a gasp. "Oh no! I'm sorry, Amber, I haven't seen her…" He lied as naturally as he breathed; as naturally as he fucked. Even now he thrust his hips in time with slamming Baron Bunny down on his stiff dick, penetrating the little rabbit toy while he spoke aloud through the door. "But you'll find her eventually!"
"C-can you help me look?" Amber tried the doorknob, to no avail: it was locked. "Oh, sorry, I— I don't wanna bug you if it's too much trouble right now, but… I'm getting kind of worried…"
"I'll help later! I'm busy right now," he said coldly, gritting his teeth while he worked the rabbit up and down, up and down, up and down… watching his cock slide deep into the inner workings of the cum-stuffed bunny plushie, watching his length vanish like he was performing some kind of magic trick to an audience of solely himself.
"R-right… OK…" Amber could be heard sighing aloud. Things were getting dismal. "I'll try asking someone else right now, thanks anyway…"
"Mhm…" Venti rolled his eyes; he wasn't finished just yet. Even as the sound of Amber's dragging footsteps trailed off down the hall, he wasn't going to be truly satisfied until he busted another load inside this slutty rabbit toy. Always dancing, always with that dumb look on its face…
I might be kind of screwed up, Venti thought suddenly.
Still, he thought less of his own mental acuity, and more on his oncoming orgasm. He turned the toy around as it came up and down on his cock, almost in a corkscrewing motion while he groaned with pleasure. If anyone else would pass by the door now, they might think Venti was getting pleasured by one of the knights again. If they only knew…
The wet sounds of his lovemaking were turning him on even more, causing him to more rapidly approach his orgasm. The stimulation was starting to overwhelm even him - the scent of his musk and cum, the sound of his thrusting and grunting, the waves of pleasure that spread out from his crotch, from his core…
He was already so close again, what a pity…!
"I'm gonna ruin this thing if I k-keep it up," he remarks aloud, grunting while he plapped the everloving shit out of the little doll in his hands. Venti considered outright keeping the thing, and never returning it… for all the pleasure it provided him was much better than whatever utility Amber had for it, wouldn't one agree?
He cursed again, thrusting much faster now, pumping much deeper, too. He was right at the precipice, he was close…!
"Amberrrrr~" Venti cried out with lust. "Nnghhh~!"
Another orgasm takes hold of him; Venti slams the toy down on his lap and blasts another hot and sticky load of semen deep inside of Baron Bunny, flooding the insides of the little thing and causing his spunk to drip and splash out of Baron Bunny's stuffed face. By now, Venti's essence was oozing and dribbling out of the little toy, through its stuffing and its stitching.
"Yeahahhhh~!" He cried out desperately as he unloaded himself inside of Baron Bunny, practically hosing down the toy's insides and ruining its internal mechanisms, coating all the inside parts in his warm and plentiful pearly white goo. He closed his eyes and grinned, his hips spasming through his peak, his ecstasy.
"Phew~!" Venti sighed with immense relief… pulling his cock out of Baron Bunny's abused little hole, which oozed his cum in rivulets, staining his thighs and the bed sheets beneath him. "Heheheheh… thanks a bunch, Amber… you're a really good friend~!"
Venti fell back with an audible whump, a satisfied smile painted on his face as his wet and rubbery cock went limp against his pale thigh. He was spent…
…for now.
Perhaps he ought to give Baron Bunny back to Amber before she went nuts trying to find it. Perhaps he should let her know exactly what he'd done with her plushie companion. He was a big boy - surely he could take whatever punishment the Outrider would put him through.
But these were ponderings for another time. The only thing that Venti wanted to do, here and now, was take a nice and well-deserved nap. Fucking Baron Bunny is a lot of hard work - work well-rewarded; a decent nap would serve to cap off a great lovemaking session.
But Venti always woke up hard. This body was relentless with its cravings, and if he was going to enjoy this life's consolations, then perhaps it made the most sense to fuck whatever you want. Like a stuffed rabbit plushie that belonged to one of your close friends.
And so Venti slept, more satisfied than he'd been in quite a long time, coasting through the land of dreams even as the toy in his arms went about its gentle ticking. Like white-stained white noise; Baron Bunny almost relaxed along with him, as if it were internally thankful it could fulfill its purpose.
Tick… tick… tick…