The wolf's ears perked as the doorbell rang. Finally, it was time.

Mr. Snowpaw rose and quickly made his way to the door, looking down at himself and making sure his loose shirt and shorts were agreeable, before grabbing the handle of the front door, twisting it so that the door swung inwards. On his front porch stood the two people he was hoping desperately to meet-- the first was Jenny, a woman with whom he had correspondence with online for some time...and the apple of his eye, the object of his lust, her son, Dani. Even just looking at his candyfloss-coloured pink fur, attentive rabbit ears, girly clothing and lithe, feminine figure were enough to make his mouth water. The grey wolf was lost in the sight of him for a moment before turning his attention to his mother, who cleared her throat.

"He here is...for his little sleepover, as promised." Jenny smiled over at the moment, who nodded his head in a sort of knowing way. This was their plan from the beginning; in their last two meet-ups, they had broken in both Dani and his daughter, Lilly, in more ways than one. Now this time around, he was going to...wait...hadn't he done this before? Something felt...off.

"Everything okay?" Jenny asked him, with a degree of caution in her tone. Mr. Snowpaw raised his head and blinked at her, feeling a mixture of feelings, before he brushed it aside.

"Yeah...sorry, just had a weird dream this morning." He laughed it off and, as he seated himself back into the reality of what he was going to do to the boy, he felt that sensation fade. Right, it was a week or so before Christmas. Jenny had mentioned she was going to see her parents, and the original plan was to take Dani with her...but when he'd expressed his yearning for Dani as his Christmas present, she'd gotten other ideas.

"Mom...? Why are we here?" Dani asked her quietly, his voice trembling as he looked up at her, his muzzle stretched into a grimace, and with a warm smile, she put a hand on her son's back, ushering him towards Mr. Snowpaw. Dani was evidently resistant, but he obeyed his mother's wishes, and it was at that moment that the wolf finally noticed the large duffel bag in her hand; she was going through with the plan. Good. He could already feel his loins tingling with the thought of what he was going to do with the poor boy.

"You're going to be staying with Mr. Snowpaw for the week whilst I visit my parents." She told him with a smile. "They've already been informed, so don't worry."

"But you're taking Lilly?" Dani's expression shifted slightly, some kind of mixture of dismay and jealousy, and Jenny glanced over at the wolf, before she crouched down, getting to her son's eye level. Mr. Snowpaw didn't want to interject and let his mind wander as they talked-- he didn't pay attention to the ways she convinced her son to stay, nor did he listen to her explanations as to why she was taking his daughter, but not her own kid. Frankly, it didn't matter; as long as he got what he wanted, that is. He snapped his mind back to reality when he felt the rabbit brush past him, and turned his attention to Jenny's outstretched arm. The older rabbit shot him a look as she offered him the duffel bag, and he took it from her-- it wasn't heavy, thankfully, though he likely would have managed it with ease anyway.

"Be good to him," She warned. "He's going to be in a bad mood for a little bit."

"I'm sure I'll cheer him up." The wolf grinned wickedly, resisting to urge to demonstrate by grabbing at his crotch. She seemed to understand, however, a small smile creeping across her face.

"Enjoy your trip, Jenny." He nodded at her and she sighed through her nose, glancing over his shoulder, before she nodded and gave her son a little wave, blowing him a kiss. Mr. Snowpaw didn't know if he responded, since he was behind him, but Jenny turned and walked without a second glance back towards her SUV parked on the curb. She got in, and from that distance he could see her looking out the window at them, before she turned on the engine and pulled out from the pavement, heading down the road. Mr. Snowpaw didn't wait to see her disappear into the distance; he simply closed the door and turned, casting his eyes over what he craved the most.

It was clear Dani was a little upset, and almost definitely afraid, but he wasn't completely stupid; standing there, in the house of the man who'd already fucked him raw, the 7-year-old rabbit understood perfectly what Mr. Snowpaw wanted from him, and that terrified him. The wolf could see it in the way the cub meekly knocked his knees together and squirmed on the spot under his hungry gaze, trembling like a newborn faun; the boy knew of what was to come, but didn't fight it entirely. It was a good start, at least-- Mr. Snowpaw had plans to ravage the boy for the entire week, as well as take proper care of him.

Without another word, the wolf stepped forward, padding across the hallway towards the cub, who took a tentative step back before standing his ground. This time, there'd be no drugs; Mr. Snowpaw had put them away, wanting to be fully cognizant and in sound mind when he molested the boy, at least for this pre-Christmas treat. He stopped when he was mere inches from the cub, greeting Dani to the sight of his already growing cock hidden within the confines of his shorts-- it was tenting his pants, pushing them outwards to form an obvious right-angle of fabric, that occasionally pulsed and bounced with growing need.

"You know what I want, right Dani?" The wolf murmured, and for good measure, he leant forwards, enough for the tip of his cock to smear right against the boy's cheek; he was the perfect height for a blowjob, but the wolf wanted so much more. Dani recoiled almost instantly and staggered backwards, his back bumping against the railing of the stairs leading up to the rooms above. Dani caught on quick; he'd already been a victim to the adult man and knew exactly what he was after. Mr. Snowpaw's eyes flashed with a mixture of malice and lust and in those eyes, Dani understood the man saught a response; he shakily nodded, squirming his back against the railing as his eyes darted left and right in the hopes of some kind of escape. Mr. Snowpaw smirked as he watched him, before he stepped forward and wrapped his hand firmly, yet gently, around the boy's upper arm. He directed him towards the foot of the stairs, all but confirming their first stop on his little house tour; the man's bedroom.

They ascended in silence, the wolf's heart pounding in his chest. He'd been waiting for what felt like so long, though in reality it was only about 3 or 4 weeks. When they reached the upper hallway, he could barely contain himself, and he reached out to pluck the feminine rabbit from where he was walking, lifting him up under his armpits and hooking his arms around the front, carrying him towards the bedroom. Dani squealed with a mixture of fear and surprise as he was effectively dragged towards the bedroom, with Mr. Snowpaw kicking the door open with a paw as they headed inside.

With a grunt, the man unceremoniously threw the boy onto the bed, watching as his lithe body bounced across the mattress and covers before he scrambled up towards the pillows, pulling them over towards his front in an effort to use them as cover. Compared to those large adult pillows, he was so delicate and small, all but further accentuating just how wonderful it'll be to fit his whole dick inside him-- that's what the wolf was thinking, anyway. As Dani cowered with what little cover he had, the man was already starting to undress; the canine yanked his shirt over his head to reveal his average frame beneath, his lack of muscle definition, his rather simple chest and stocky forearms-- it's clear he's desperate, and even if Dani is relatively inexperienced, even he can tell he's horny.

With a grunt, Mr. Snowpaw pops the button of his shorts and gestures to the boy, expecting him to undress. Dani, however, was resistant to the idea; he didn't even attempt to undress himself, even as the man glared at him with an obvious dislike for his actions, but Mr. Snowpaw didn't press further. The adult canine pushes down his shorts and underwear enough to expose his stiff cock, the tapering member swinging upwards once free from his clothes, his balls jiggling and bobbing with each subtle movement as his length swiftly grew, no longer hindered by fabric. Dani's eyes snapped up and down, but he barely got a chance to take it in before the wolf approached and bed and climbed up.

He didn't comment on the boy's overdressed nature-- instead, he brought his hands forward, grabbing and tossing the pillow to the side before bringing his hands directly to the boy's supple frame, cupping around his hips before he reached for the hem of his shirt, roughly yanking it up and over the petite 7-year-old's head. Dani squirmed uncomfortably at first, letting out some noises of complaint and some vocal yet quiet 'nos', but to Mr. Snowpaw he was surprisingly easy to manipulate, and the resistance he put up was weak as his shirt was thrown to the side, exposing his white fluffy front and pink sides. Dani shyly put his hands to his chest as if to cover himself, but it's not doing him any favours-- if anything, it allowed Mr. Snowpaw to move towards his hips, grasping around the waistband of his shorts.

He growled, unable to stop himself from vocalising the intense lust he felt as, with a firm grip, he flipped the cub around onto his front, using one hand to hike up his lower torso, until Dani's knees gave him some purchase. The boy let out a cry of mixed fright and dismay and he squirmed in the wolf's grip, attempting to use his hands to pull himself forward, but it was a futile effort. The wolf's fingers hook into the waistband of those pants and he tugged, watching with glee as they slipped so easily past that lithe, feminine rump, the muscles clenching as more and more of that pink fur became exposed. The further down they dropped, the hungrier the man became; he was desperate to rip into that cute cub, to spread those cheeks and fully pop his knot into that cute little behind.

Dani shifted his legs, trying not to spread them out as Mr. Snowpaw worked his shorts and underwear down far enough to snag them around his knees, before his hands slid up to those plump cheeks so that he could squeeze and spread them, exposing the taut hole beneath. The last time he'd fucked the boy was a few weeks ago now, so it made sense why he looked so tight and delicious now-- he was eager to spread that hole wide with his cock, but it needed some warming up first.

With some kind of purr of delight, which isn't something wolves can normally do, Mr. Snowpaw pressed his muzzle forward, his hands roughly spreading those young, malleable cheeks so that he could cream his mouth with between them. He opened his muzzle wide, teeth grazing and scraping against the cub's flesh around his clenching hole, relishing the way Dani squeaked and tensed up, almost fearful that the wolf's sharp canines might snag his flesh. Instead, his teeth smoothly pressed and smeared further towards the sensitive entrance, before he slowly stuck out his tongue, huffing a hot breath against that hole as he dragged his wide, wet appendage from the bottom of that entrance all the way up. He could feel the cub's back arching and his hole quivering; he loved it, of that Mr. Snowpaw was sure-- that was all but confirmed when the 7-year-old tried to pull away from him with a gasp, his body and mind conflicting with one another.

The adult canine growled, his fingers clenching firmly against that young ass as his digits squeezed and massaged the flesh, his tongue sliding back down before raking upwards again. He smeared and pressed his tongue with force and purpose, rolling the appendage in such a way as to taste and slather every wrinkle, every spasming crease with spit. Dani could barely keep himself still as the wolf pushed his tongue deeper, attempting to spread that taut little button with the force of his pressing tongue, but the bunny's hole, at least for a short while, was steadfast and clenched tight, not allowing him inside. The more the wolf licked, however, the more he was sure he could feel the boy's muscles start to loosen, either due to the need for rest, or out of pleasure. Dani's moans were plentiful, and he made no effort to be quiet. 

In his eagerness to make sure that hole was well-lubed, he spread that ass wider and wider, groaning with lust, his cock wildly twitching and bouncing up and down between his legs as he tried to thrust his tongue inside that hole, feeling the ring stretch to accommodate him at first, before abruptly clenching down to block access. Dani let out a much louder groan as his muscles were forcibly stretched, reaching out to pull a pillow towards him as his toes curled from the sensations of being eaten so vigorously, whilst at the same time Mr. Snowpaw was forced to tug back a little, unable to sink any deeper thanks to Dani's fervent squeezing-- he was starting to tug away as well, perhaps out of a response to the uneasy feeling of pleasure in his system, or maybe he was simply doing it on instinct, but regardless of the boy's intentions, Mr. Snowpaw pulled back him in with a possessive snarl that one could have considered aggressive, were Dani not already familiar with him and his lustful nature...at least in the couple of times he's been with him.

When Mr. Snowpaw plunged his tongue again and huffed greedily against that young behind, Dani finally relaxed his muscles, too tired to hold on to them any more-- Mr. Snowpaw was sure a lot of that resistance wavered for the pleasure anyway. The boy's little dick bounced and twitched as the adult's hungry tongue pressed and forced its way into his spasming ring, managing to sink a few inches before he was unable to stick it in any more. He opened his jaw as much as he could, almost looking like he was going to bite a chunk out of the boy's entire ass and taint, but all he did was grind and graze his teeth against the cub's flesh and fur as his tongue tried to wiggle deeper, flicking around and up those innards to try and find the true prize; his tongue probed around enough to find the sensitive button of the cub's prostate hidden somewhere inside, and when his tongue pressed to that spot, Dani reacted; his body arched as he vocalised a high-pitched gasp of delight.

The sounds of that noisy ass eating became more and more prominent the more Mr. Snowpaw slathered and slickened that stretched hole with spit and moist, hot breath, all whilst his clenching hands and raking claws worked to keep the squirming rabbit in place. He relished the way that muscle squeezed and trembled against his assaulting tongue, delighted in the way he felt the cub's innards flex and milk around his tongue, making it difficult for Mr. Snowpaw to wriggle his tongue. He huffed fiercely against the boy's hole, desperate for more, his cock rapidly bobbing and spurting delicate trickles of pre-cum all over the edge of his bed-- he wanted to go further, but the boy had his limits...and frankly, he was getting impatient.

With a smack of his lips, the adult canine withdrew, huffing short, gasping breaths as he lifted his head, hands still fervently gripping those young cheeks. A little bit of stip dribbled from his chin, forming droplets on the boy's back as he leant forward, lifting himself above the cub's body. Dani craned his neck to look at the man from below, his eyes wide when his gaze snapped down, coming face to face with that turgid and throbbing tapering meat. Mr. Snowpaw could see the clear fright on the boy's face, but there was a temptation to his gaze, betraying his desire-- Mr. Snowpaw had no reason not to give it to him.

"Prepare yourself, Dani," The man growled, baring his teeth and grinning widely as he moved a hand from the cub's hip towards the base of his cock. His fingers curled and squeezed around his knot, causing his member to wildly throb and twitch, before he angled it down towards the boy's hole, or at least attempted to-- the underside of his cock dragged against the small of the boy's back at first before the adult slid back enough to smear the tip down between those cheeks. He had to sneak a hand under the boy to hike him up, getting him at the perfect height for the tapering tip of his cock to press and smear around that lubed-up hole, the narrow end of it threatening to slip inside with just a small push. The man hovered there, heart pounding in his chest, his eyes wide with lust and frenzy before, without warning, he rammed his hips forward.

The boy's hole stretched instantly, and at first the cub was caught by surprise, his head snapping up as he sucked in a loud and quick gasp followed by a pained groan. Mr. Snowpaw managed to sink in half of his cock in a single thrust before the cub's body responded and clenched-- it all happened over a fraction of a second, and Dani's brain hadn't even caught up to what happened before Mr. Snowpaw pushed again and tried to force himself past that invisible barrier of resistance that kept him from sinking in deeper, but the 7-year-old's tiny squeezing canal was just too tight to let him past. He wasn't exactly pushing with all his might-- he didn't want to intentionally hurt the boy-- but there was a degree of firmness, as well as frustration, in his movements. 

"Mr. Snowpaw, it hurts, please..." Dani weakly begged, speaking for the first time, but it fell on deaf ears. The wolf grunted in dissatisfaction and tugged back, yanking his hips back barely an inch or two as the rabbit squeaked and grunted with pain, his gaze snapping down to light up at the sight of that young hole clinging around his withdrawing dick, before he sunk in again. He pushed with equal force and the boy's hole loosened, if only slightly, to allow him to sink just a little bit further inside. When he withdrew, he found it difficult due to the friction, but the trail of needy pre-cum that seeped from his cock as he slid back a handful of inches all but helped the next thrust, allowing him to sink even deeper.

Slowly he worked the boy open, his breath coming out in hot, heavy pants as he held the boy up with one hand and moved his other from the base of his cock to the cub's ass, grasping a fistful of his plump, larger-than-average behind and curling it around to the base of his fluffy cottontail. His fingers curled and enveloped such a small tail in his fist, and with a yank he tugged the boy upwards, causing his innards to flex and clench instinctively around his invading dick. The adult growled, shuddering with ecstasy, before he continued his rhythm of pumping and yanking, his harsh movements stretching the boy further and further over time until, after perhaps the 12 or 13th thrust, he finally kissed his knot to that spasming ring. His thick, bulbous base looked huge compared to that tiny hole, but Mr. Snowpaw was sure he could break the boy enough to fit it inside. With every pump, Dani squeaked, cried out and whimpered, in varying intensities depending on how much it hurt, and he started to let out strained half-sobs when the wolf finally settled.

With that hole perfectly stretched, Mr. Snowpaw slowly slid back and eased into a rough rhythm of thrusts, his hips tugging and slamming forward as he picked up speed. He held one hand firmly under that boy's body still, pleasure and arousal sparking up his spine when he could feel his own cock prodding his palm from inside the 7-year-old's body, whilst the other swapped from that tail to the boy's ass, squeezing and gripping with such ferocity that his fingers sank into the plump flesh, causing it to wrap with how malleable it was. His thrusts picked up speed quickly despite his intentions to be a little gentle, his lust far outweighing any self-control-- he pounded his hips, ears twisting to listen to the slapping sounds of his pre-slickened knot mashing and ramming against that hole as Dani cried out in a mixture of painful whimpers and moans of pleasure, his young dick achingly hard as that cock rubbed against a sensitive spot inside him.

The adult's hips fucked rhythmically as his breathing quickened, coming out in hot, heavy pants as his eyes remained glued to that jiggling behind. The sounds of their sex were intoxicating, each slap and 'plap' like music to his ears, and he was only encouraged further when he heard Dani's moans and gasps becoming higher and higher, growing with their own boyish fervency the more that Mr. Snowpaw abused his hole. The man couldn't help but show off his teeth, snarling and groaning with possessiveness, with unbridled passion, as he tried to push and thrust harder and faster over time. The force of his thrusts bore fruit, of that he was sure; he could see it in the way the cub's hole stretched whenever that knot pressed to the ring, felt it in the way it clung close to the top of his knot, trying to accommodate him. He was confident he could tie, and he so desperately wanted to-- that desire alone was enough to make him drool.

He could feel his orgasm approaching, indicated by the way his loins and muscles tensed up over time. He slowed his thrusts to draw out his impending climax, but put as much force as he could into his driving plunges, pressing that knot dangerously to the cub's young ring. He could feel it squeeze as if to push him out, but the boy's strength wasn't going to be enough to stop him. With another thrust he pushed, gritting his teeth and hissing through them as the Dani squirmed in protest, letting out grunts of discomfort when the man tried to force his knot inside.

"Come on, boy, just take it...!" Mr. Snowpaw groaned his frustration as he grunted, tugging the boy forcefully onto his cock with his arm as he rammed his hips forward, mashing his knot to that hole over and over, huffing with the exertion of trying to tie as he felt his orgasm dangerously getting closer. Dani squeaked and cried out, begging him to stop with whimpering 'nos' and 'pleases', squirming his body as his hole reflexively clenched and unclenched with every thrust, instinctively tightening up whenever the man tried to slip the knot inside. He pushed and bucked despite the resistance as his moans grew heavier until, suddenly, he felt Dani's muscles start to weaken. They accepted him, albeit unwillingly, as that hole stretched far beyond its limits, enveloping the edge of his knot. It passed the lip of the thickest part as Dani yelped, and in an instant the rest was swallowed up, popping inside with a sickening squelch.

Mr. Snowpaw snapped his head up, his eyes wide as pleasure overtook him, making his mind hazy with lust, his body sparking and tingling with intense desire and pleasure. He yanked back, sucking in a breath as everything he felt faded away, his mind focused only on the incredibly agonising desire to cum, to breed and spread his seed in that young hole. Each little tug of his body spurred on that feeling and made him shudder with pleasure, huffing harshly through his gritted teeth as his chin grew damp with spit. He was like a wild beast, jerking and pumping with only one core instinct until, finally, he felt himself pass the point of no return.

Beneath him, Dani loudly sighed his mixture of dismay and unease as Mr. Snowpaw's knot inflated and swelled with his imminent orgasm, and after a few moments the wolf grunted, sucking in sharp gasps and exhaling quick breaths as ecstasy spiked across his crotch and up his torso. His balls tucked and twitched against his taint as his member throbbed, beginning to pump thick and virile spurts of seed straight into the 7-year-old's ass-- they splattered and sank deeper, and Mr. Snowpaw could feel his own cock twitching with each vivid spurt with his hand against the boy's stomach. That belly swelled with each voluminous pump, growing only bigger the more that the wolf shot into him. For a while, the man's breathing was shallow and laboured, intermingled with Dani's little gasps of shock, but inevitably his breathing began to slow, and with it his orgasm faded...to a point. Even when the bulk of it was gone, there was still the tingling aftermath, the gentle hum of pleasure as his tied knot continued to pump and encourage little spurts of cum straight into that ass.

With a long sigh, the wolf swung to the right, tugging Dani with him as he flopped onto his side. The feminine rabbit let out a long sigh of relief as he turned with him, his ring clenching against that knot as he tried to get comfortable on his side. He felt the man's hand, curled around his stomach, stroke up to his chest and grope around his nipples before Mr. Snoawpaw lolled his head to the side, groaning tiredly.

"Good boy..." He murmured. "After I'm all done, we can go and make dinner."

"Is my mom really leaving me here?" Dani asked quietly, causing the wolf to purse his muzzle.

"She'll be back before Christmas," He assured her. "And I have plenty of presents to give you before then."

"Really?" Dani straightened slightly, and the wolf growled against one of his perked ears.

"Oh yes...I've so many gifts to give you. You'll be full of them by the time we're done." He rubbed the boy's stomach sensually and then laid there, a smile playing upon his muzzle.

Jenny really came through; this was the best Christmas present he could ask for.