Here we have some more Buttercup and Fox action ;)
This is some gift art I got recently from the bird, aka \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
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All credit for the picture and story goes to her, show her some love!
Enjoy :)
Breaking a Tie
The rabbit lay where she had fallen, panting softly as she finally managed to catch her breath. Every now and then she gasped softly as the massive member buried deep inside her womb twitched slightly, making her whole body spasm with the aftershocks of pleasure. She was so exhausted she could barely move, though being pinned to the ground by her much larger partner also played a part in that. Plus the fact that she was now considerably more round than she had been half an hour ago.
It had been a big load; far in excess of her partner's oft impressive releases. She felt as if she might burst at any moment, and when she ran a paw down to her stomach she could feel its gentle curves, accentuated by the thick seed that had been pumped into it. Amazingly not a drop had been spilled, due to the tight tie between her and her mate.
He too was recovering, chest heaving and pressing softly against her back, sweaty, musky and spent after pounding away at her for so long. He always put his entire mind and body into their mating and the rabbit wondered sometimes how she could stand up to such a punishing routine. But it was always, always so very worth it. Especially now, afterwards, when she could lie there in the quiet warmth and satisfaction. Her entire body felt limp and weak, utterly flattened by pleasure and pressure. Sometimes they could spend hours like that, locked together and enjoying each other's company. It was unfortunate that this would not be the case currently; both had things they'd need to be doing, and soon. They both had deadlines and not nearly enough time to lay back and chill.
As if reading her mind the fox above her stirred, yawning slowly and widely, baring his ivory teeth. Slowly, like a glacier in reverse, he struggled to get to his feet, gritting his teeth and growling quietly as he felt the weight between his legs start to tug downwards. The tight tie linking the two mates held firm, and the rabbit gasped as she felt her hindquarters being lifted gently but firmly into the air. She let herself hang there for several long seconds, feeling the tension deep inside her quivering tunnel as the rigid, rock-hard length that stretched it to gaping quivered and jerked. Fox and rabbit panted anew as their overstimulated bodies pleasured one another again, even in the simple act of standing there.
Finally the longear decided she should do something, straightening her own legs and adopting a standing position. This allowed her to to adopted a more raised pose beneath the larger male, standing on her own paws. This of course was necessary, they'd need to separate and there was only one way to break a bond as powerful as theirs.
"Alright... I'm ready, let's do this."
Gritting her teeth the rabbit dug her claws into the burrow floor, getting a good grip for what was to come. Above her she felt her mate's body tense likewise, blunt claws extending and leaving deep gouges in the soft soil. Slowly but surely she began to feel it; a tugging pressure beneath her tail as her mate took a step backwards. He was tugging against her, trying to pull out. Her eyes went wide and crossed as she felt a firm and insistent tugging between her legs. Holding her position she released a series of short, sharp gasps each time the fox tugged. The massive, multi-lobed knot buried deep in her sex jerked back again and again, aided by the high pressure of a huge volume of seed behind it. She could feel her tight slit quiver and spasm each time it was assaulted, wrapped tight around the thick meat. But the knot had got in, so it could get out. Each attempt loosened her just a bit more, spread her wider, made her gape inch after inch. Soon a thing rivulet of seed began to drip from her well-bred pussy, lubricating the whole setup more and more. There was a building but inevitable pressure as more and more of the thick intrusion began to withdraw. The vulpine male growled in pleasure at the velvet vice gripping his bulge, possibly even loosing a few more tardy ropes of seed into his mate as he did.
Finally there was a gasp that turned into a strangled squeak as the rabbit fell forward, unable to stand. A grunt sounded from the larger male as he managed to withdraw with a wet *slurp*. Being so well lubricated by the hefty load it had produced, the massive knot pulled free in a single, sudden jerking motion; the foxcock flicking up and hitting a pale brown undercarriage with a wet *slap* and leaving a thick coat of fox spunk there. As it did so a sticky gush of white seed poured out of the bunny in a steady stream, rapidly forming a conspicuous puddle between her legs as the pressure was finally released. The sticky wave coated the foxdick from base to tip, dripping off of it wetly and leaving a pattern of spots on the ground below.
Even after the initial gush, as the exhausted rabbit once more lay on the ground, unable to move, there was still more to come. The flow decreased slightly, from a torrent to a trickle as her gaping pink pussy continued to leak hot seed from its depths. Even a minute later the slighted movement of convulsion of her body caused a fresh spurt of seed to jet from her nicely loosened hole. It was another few minutes before she could once again struggle to her feet, looking beneath her still swollen stomach to see the steady drip of sticky jizz behind her. She'd have to clean that -and herself- up, and soon. The stuff was hell to get out once it had dried, but for the moment she stood there, staring at her partner's still stiff length, proud to have been so thoroughly filled, marked and used. It wasn't every bunny after all that could take something like that.