It was risky, but it was oh so worth it.

Sitting at the far end of the bus, in a seat on the second floor higher above the streets below, Finn squirmed and shifted in his seat as he kept the young Red Panda close to his chest, the boy's body pressed to his own. The cub was facing him, his head pressed down into the crevice between Finn's cheek and neck, and his pants and underwear were completely off his body, stuffed into the corner between Finn's broad leg and the side of the bus's inner wall. His sandals were wedged neatly between the hybrid's feet and his arms clung to the man's upper arms, holding him tightly. There was only one reason for that: the hybrid's cock was buried deep in his ass.

"Mmh...you've got quite the nice ass, kid." Finn growled quietly, keeping a mostly straight face as his hands sunk down to squeeze and grip the cub's ass as Short squirmed, pressing his knees down against the seat. The man froze when the bus slowly began to grind to a halt and he keeps the boy close, tugging down the back of Short's shirt in an effort to avoid anyone seeing his behind, and the cock stuffed within. Thankfully, the one person who came up the steps to the second floor sat closer to the front and outright ignored them.

With a sigh, Finn started up again. He did a good job of being nice and quiet about their sex, and he was pretty good at making things look natural as well, thrusting with every bump in the road as the bus started up and trundled down the road. Short's moans were audible enough for him to hear, but thankfully the closest person to them was a good 3 or 4 rows up, so they couldn't hear him even if he was a little louder. Finn's hands grasped and stretched, his grey digits sinking into the crack of that young ass to spread it a little as his white cock slid and in and out, barely an inch at a time. He jostled and pretended to 'adjust' in his seat, using it as an excuse to yank back and plunge, sinking himself entirely in the boy's ass and relishing the way those innards clamped and squeezed. He growled with desire, resisting the urge to nibble against the boy's neck-- he didn't want to draw attention to himself, and the mere situation itself, the risk of being caught, was more than enough to turn him on.

The hybrid shifted, bending his legs outwards a little as his ankles pressed together, unable to part much further thanks to his pants and underwear, and he looked out the window to his right to see a handful of people walking down the street. It was such a turn-on for him to be so close to people going about their day-to-day lives, to be only a couple of metres from them whilst he was fucking a cub, who's so dutifully whimpering and sighing against his neck. Finn tugged and pushed the boy back and forth to get the red panda to massage his cock from the inside, and he could feel the boy's tiny cock twitching against his stomach, pressed to his hoodie.

The bus came to a stop once more and Finn sat there for a moment, trying not to move, and he averted his gaze as, after a few moments, someone came up the stairs to take a seat. The hybrid's heart began to pound faster and faster as the man moved his way down the aisle, until he swung into a seat in the row in front of him, on the left hand side. If they were unlucky, Finn was sure the man would be able to catch the sight of his bottomless body linked with the red panda's own. Slowly, Finn began to roll his hips again, but his gaze was more focused than before, and he carefully watched the man sitting on the left hand side to avoid him looking back.

"Be quiet now, okay?" Finn whispered into the boy's ear as the bus jostled back into gear away, swerving out from the stop to head back down the road again. The trundling and of the vehicle itself combined the hum of the bus's engine helped to mask some of Short's whimpers, but the 8-year-old did at least try to keep quiet as Finn started to push his hips up and start his movements again. He gyrated and huffed under his breath as the pleasure grew and grew, and he clamped his muzzle shut to avoiding moaning at all. The lewd, wet sounds of his pre-soaked cock were all but inaudible thanks to the ambient noise of the bus itself, so he could afford to be a little eager, perhaps a little rough.

He could feel himself getting close, and knew he wouldn't last much longer. Not only was the boy's quiet whimpers like music to his ears, but the cub's insides clenched and squeezed like a vice with each fervent gyrating, milking his turgid cock over and over. A grunt escaped Finn's muzzle as he curled and squeezed his fingers around those auburn cheeks as he felt his stomach tighten and his cock throb. He pushed one final time, tugging the 8-year-old down onto his cock as he squirmed in his seat slightly. He lasted only a couple of seconds longer before he could feel himself tipping over the metaphorical edge.

He sucked in a breath and the red panda half-gasped, half-moaned against his neck as the hybrid man relaxed, his member powerfully twitching and pulsing inside the boy. He painted his insides in a wet, gooey film of his cum that spurted deep inside of him, into the most intimate parts of his body. As he relaxed, he could feel that eager little twitching against his stomach, and knew immediately from that rhythmically spasming inner walls that the cub had orgasmed too.

The bus came to a halt for yet another time. Finn's stop wasn't for another short while yet, so he could afford to relax for now, but he'd have to get the cub off him soon. As the bus pulled into another stop, the man in front of them stood and slid back out into the aisle, and Finn assumed it was his stop. The man shifted on the spot, glanced to Finn out the corner of his eye, and smirked. With that, he shuffled his way down the aisle and down the steps. Finn gulped, slowly trying to ease the boy up, who stubbornly clung to his neck.

The hybrid relented and sighed. He just hoped the man didn't catch them...but that was part of the risk, wasn't it?