Aster slunk out of bed, eyes narrowed and paws grabbing his weapons, was well as a securely locked box from under the bed. Jack slept on, snuggled up in his…their nest, golden dream sand dolphins shimmering above his head. Aster let out a small smile before he slipped on his armor and weapon holster, grabbing the box as he silently shut the door. An evil grin spread on his face as he opened up a tunnel.
So Jack had more or less forgiven the Groundhog. That was his decision.
But who said Bunny was letting him off the hook THAT easily?
He couldn't beat the living crap out of him, under a promise to Jack, but he could still give the pillock Hell. Bunny laughed to himself as he popped up near the Hog's den. He silently opened the box, taking out scentless hair dye, spray paint, super glue, glitter and a box of chocolates. Quick as a bunny he set his trap, and settled the box of chocolate, a little heart shaped box he had lifted from Cupid, with a forged note.
Aster left, the maniacal grin never leaving his face. After a quick run, he made it back to the Warren. Quietly he snuck back into the burrow, feeling quite proud of himself, until-
"Where exactly did YOU sneak off to?" Aster felt like a deer caught in the headlights as Jack, legs crossed and his airborne foot bobbing impatiently, drumming his fingers against his arm, brow raised and looking over Aster with a discerning eye. Aster quickly regained his composure.
"Nowhere special." Said Aster, Jack getting up and walking up to him, wearing nothing but baggy white and blue striped flannel pajama pants and a tight tank top. Jack looked extremely unimpressed with the answer.
"And where exactly is this 'nowhere special'?" Aster gulped, Jack tapping his foot while the cold fire in his lover's eyes slowly grew, icy blue boring into spring green. Aster sighed, preparing to be kicked out of the nest for the night and into the proverbial dog house.
"Alright, ya got me." Said Aster, ears flattening a bit. "Ya made me promise not to beat the crap out of the bloody pillock, so I MAY have rigged his burrow…" Jack looked shocked.
"YOU pulled a prank." He said incredulously. "What kind of prank?" Though confused, Aster responded.
"Chocolate that'll have him Technicolor yawning in minutes, spray paint rigged to fire when ya open the cupboards, neon hair dye in the shower head and taps, and covered his weapons in glue and pink glitter." Jack gave him a long look. Aster was about to snap him out of a trance when a slow smile cracked on Jack's lips. Soon, little laughs broke through, turning into full out hysterics as he collapsed on the floor, clutching his stomach, rolling around while he cackled. Aster, thoroughly confused, merely watched until the giggles became infectious, and soon he had joined Jack on the floor, sides aching with laughter. Their little giggle fest lasted a full five minutes before it wheezed to a stop, sides on fire and lungs struggling for air. Jack had ended up leaning against Aster's chest, the Pooka situated on the floor on his back, Jack being bounced up and down by his fluttering rib cage. Finally the laughter settled into the occasional giggle, the two merely lying on the living room floor catching their breath. Jack sighed and crawled on top of Aster.
"I have trained you well." He snickered, patting Aster's head.
"Since when have ya trained me?" asked Aster.
"Hey, all those times I prank you paid off tonight, didn't they?" asked Jack, smiling evilly.
"I suppose…great inspiration." Admitted Aster, sitting up with Jack in his lap. He shivered at the grin Jack had on his adorable little face.
"Then you owe me." He said, wrapping his arms around Aster's neck.
"Oh do I?" said Aster. "Jack, we-"
"Please?" Aster had no idea Jack could pull of that intense of a puppy dog face, or cry on command, but lo and behold his little snowflake's eyes were going damp, his face morphing into one of, if not the, cutest pout he had ever seen.
"Jack-" Jack ground his hips lightly against Aster's, kissing him lightly on the nose.
"Come on…" he purred. "I feel fine. Any damage done is healed."
"It's too much for ya. After that, anything iffy I could make worse" Said Aster. Jack thought a moment, then a lecherous grin spread across his face.
"Then you lie down, and I ride you." Aster blinked, Jack stripping his pajamas, all while sitting on Bunny.
"Wha-JACK!" Aster moved to pluck him off, but Jack intercepted and pressed himself to Aster's chest, finger tangling in the fur on his chest and shoulders, planting a kiss to his lips while gyrating lightly against him.
"It's a losing battle~" chirped Jack, peppering kisses all over Aster's face. "Sit back, relax, and enjoy your little treat." Aster groaned as he ground down hard, beginning to wake up his cock.
"What are ya-" Aster blinked as he saw a paint brush and a bottle of edible chocolate body paint in his hands. Jack smirked as he squirted a dollop on his thigh and dipped the brush in. He painted little lines of chocolate in a curly frost pattern, putting on a little show for Aster as he circled his pert nipples with the brush, eventually painting on his lips and neck as well as his hips. He set down the brush and grabbed Aster's face.
"Eat me." He said, licking a bit of chocolate from his lips. Aster waster no time, licking away the chocolate trails and nipping at the skin, making Jack gasp and moan. Jack screamed as he suckled a nipple, working it over with his tongue and biting a bit before moving to the next. Jack tugged at Aster's fur as he was moved up on the Pooka, moaning at the feel of his lover's hot tongue trailing over his cool flesh.
"Turn around Snowflake." Growled Aster, nudging his hips. Jack complied, almost yelping in surprise when Aster had him kneel above his head, his face inches from his lover's cock. Without a moment's hesitation, Jack licked the hot length, kissing the length while Aster cursed. Jack squealed as he felt that same hot tongue trail over him, eating him out while he licked and toyed with Aster's own. Jack moaned, wriggling his hips while Aster teased his prostate with his long tongue.
"Mnmm MiM! That's it Bunny." He gasped, pumping his lover while he lapped at the head, occasionally sucking the tip. "Yeah…right there!" Jack whined at the loss of the wonderful appendage inside him, only to have him turned and shuffled back to Aster's hips. Jack nodded, palming his lover's erection before he slowly began to slide down, his muscles giving way like melted butter, but still tight to the Pooka. Jack gasped, whining as he hit his lovers hips.
"Bounce Snowflake." Said Aster. Jack nodded, slowly lifting himself up and slamming back down, making Aster buck into him. Jack squealed, the new position bringing Bunny in deeper.
"Fuck!" he hissed. "Bunny~!" Jack bounced faster, Aster meeting him. Jack fisted Aster's fur, tugging with each thrust. Aster held his hips and increased the pace, slamming in and out of Jack while moving his little lover to the new rhythm, watching Jack drool a bit as he screamed and cursed, cock weeping with each jab to his sweet spot.
"That's it Snowflake." Panted Aster, Jack moving one hand up to play with his chest while Aster bounced him up and own on his fat cock. Aster braced his feet on the ground, gaining better leverage as he pounded into Jack. Jack stopped touching himself, instead holding on to Aster's legs and leaning back, each breath turning into a scream of pleasure.
"Buuunnnnyyyy!" moaned Jack, heat pooling in his stomach. "I'm gonna-FUCK! I'm cumming!" Aster picked up speed, grinning as best he could while Jack let loose, eyes rolling back in his head as he screamed and cried, begging for more.
"Just a bit longer…" he grunted, slamming in hard, feeling every spasm of his lovers muscles. Suddenly Jack threw his head back, screaming as white clouded his vision, cum coating Aster's chest wile Aster filled him up, the harsh vice of Jack's muscles squeezing it all out. The two lay like that a few moments, shaking from their orgasms and riding out the high, until Jack collapsed into Aster's chest, mixing their sticky mess even deeper into Aster's fur and coating his own chest and stomach with it.
"T-told ya." Murmured Jack, snuggling into his Bunny. Aster chuckled, rubbing his love's lower back.
"Ya proved yer point." Said Aster, nodding in good humor. Jack smiled at him and kissed his nose before settling back into Aster's fur. Aster lay still for a few moments, letting Jack catch his breath. Finally, he broke the silence. "So, Snowflake. Ya want a nice bath now to get ya all cleaned up, or do ya want to just go back to the nest?" Soft snores met his sensitive ears, making Aster chuckle. Carefully he pulled out and adjusted Jack, carrying him securely in his arms while he struggled o his feet. Jack refused to let go, even as they entered the nest. Eventually Aster was able to curl up comfortably with his koala of a lover, and he smiled at how cute Jack looked in the after glow. He licked his snowflake's cheek before shutting his eyes himself, his dreams filled with dire humiliation for a certain brown furred nuisance, and of course his little snowflake.
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Aster was humming happily, making blueberry pancakes while Jack took a much needed shower. He had begun the mental count down, and knew any minute the pillock would show up at his door spitting glitter and more than likely an interesting shade of neon something with multiple blotches and an upset stomach.
"RABBIT!"
Right on schedule. The door burst open as a bright pink, green, purple, blue and orange giant groundhog lumbered into the kitchen, most of his fur covered in paint with a bit of the bright pink dye obvious from the waist down.
"Oh, did ya fall in the Rainbow River, root rat?" asked Aster, smirking. The Groundhog fumed, shaking where he stood.
"What the HELL was THAT for?!" he hissed, ready t beat the crap out of Aster if he felt necessary. Aster pressed a kitchen knife to the nose of the Hog, the rainbow animal shivering in horror as Aster sent him the Mother of all 'I-will-smite-you-where-you-stand' death glares.
"Lets be getting this PERFECTLY clear rat." Growled Aster, a dangerous tone in his voice. "I don't want ya touching, seeing, or anywhere NEAR my little Snowflake without supervision." The Hog sputtered.
"I wasn't doing anything to him you idiot!" Aster pressed the knife harder.
"Now, ya DID do something." He growled. "I don't give a shit if ya weren't with it, ya took Jackie without his consent, and ya ripped him up pretty damn badly. Because ya couldn't control yerself, PITCH could have KILLED him. Because of yer selfish bullshit, ya scared a bunch of kids shitless, caused ALL of us a lot of trouble and HURT MY SNOWFLAKE."
"Jack said it himself: he's not holding it against me." Snorted the Hog. "Water under the bridge, all forgiven. Ya wanted revenge, get that stupid cherub! He's the one that shot me in the arse in the first place."
"Oh, he already got his." Growled Aster. "Jack wanted to rip him to shreds! His only saving grace was Tooth. He may forgive ya, but the rest of us won't be any time soon. Consider yerself lucky Jackie made me promise not to eat ya to a pulp, because trust me, ya wouldn't have gotten out of Santoff Claussen alive if he hadn't. Of course…The yetis aren't barred from taking a couple hack saws yer way. Tread lightly, or I'll make ya wish ya were never chosen as a spirit." The Hog gulped, Aster radiating a murderous aura. Sudden laughter burst out behind them, making both animals turn. Jack was at the door to the kitchen, dressed in pajama pants and his hoodie, holding a camera while he nearly died again laughing at the newly colorized groundhog.
"Oh sweet MiM!" he cackled, the Groundhog growling and stomping out the door as the picture slid from the camera. Jack shook it and laughed again, showing Bunny the look of total shock on the Groundhog's face.
"Worth it?" asked Jack, snickering. Aster took the picture and grinned.
"We're getting this copied and framed." Chuckled Aster, the two bursting into fresh peals of laughter. Aster kept one arm around Jack, and Jack wrapped one around Aster, the two laughing at the picture as they sat down to a hot breakfast.
Meanwhile, Sandy was rubbing his eyes, fearing his dream sand had finally done a number on him.
Where he Hell did a heliotrope groundhog come from?!