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Grace is mine.
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Midnight brought no relief from the summer heat. Megan and Grace lay on Grace's bed, stripped to their underwear, panting and unable to sleep. Scootching up onto her knees, Grace picked restlessly at a corner of the blanket and glanced at her friend. "Whaddya wanna do now?"
Megan shrugged. "I dunno. Your Mom said no more video games, and you lost half the pieces to the chess set last month."
A sly grin tugged at Grace's muzzle. "What about a new game? One we don't need any pieces for?"
The bunny gave her a doubtful look, one ear cocked to the side. "What kind of game doesn't need any pieces?"
"It's called Don't React. I do something, and you can't react to it or I win. Then you do something, and we keep going back and forth 'til one of us cracks."
"Sounds kinda lame if you ask me."
"It's not," Grace said. "Trust me. Mom and I play it all the time, and it's a lot of fun."
This got another shrug, but Megan pulled herself up into a sitting position. "Okay, sure, whatever. Hit me."
Giggling, Grace aimed a swat at Megan's nose, stopping an inch away. Megan blinked and jerked her head back. "Hey!"
"You flinched!" Grace said. "I win!"
"Did not. You didn't tell me you were gonna start."
Grace stuck out her tongue. "So? You have to be ready for it."
"If that's how you're gonna be, fine." So saying, Megan leaned forward and kiss Grace square on the mouth.
Hot little tingles shot down Grace's spine and made her toes curl. With a valiant effort, she managed to sit perfectly still until Megan was done.
Only when Megan sat back did she let herself breathe again. "Did... you just--"
"I did," Megan said. "You've wanted that for a long time, don't deny it."
"If that's how it's gonna be." Grace scooted closer and laid her hand on Megan's belly, letting the bunny's thick, soft fur drift through her fingers. "Try this one, bun."
Her eyes never leaving Megan's, Grace hand drifted down, trailing over the soft cotton of Megan's panties. A deft flip and her fingers brushed over bare fur and the slick, hot treasure between the young bunny's legs. Megan's hand flew to her mouth, just barely squelching a soft moan and Grace pressed her advantage, sinking her fingers deep into Megan's pussy. To her delight, she was rewarded with a needy buck of the little doe's hips.
A big, proud grin spread over Grace's face. "Where no one has gone before, eh, bunny? Looks like I win again."
Blushing bright red, Megan gasped. "J... just don't stop."