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", "writing": "``You're here early.'' Skiv didn't give the badger much attention as he entered the gym. She kept her focus on her stretches and tried to remain balanced on the new legs. She expected the surgery to be painful, but they knocked her out and had her waking up with sleek dark cyberlegs that even had synthetic fur matching hers. No one but her could notice where her legs ended, and where the cybernetics began, and she only noticed from memory.\n\n``Slept here.'' She leaned forward, feeling the legs stretch from side to side. They lacked muscle, tendons, anything to really feel a stretch and yet she felt it all the same. Only now she could do a full split without any discomfort save for her junk hitting the mat. Yet she still needed crutches to walk. ``I hate the pods.''\n\nThe badger blinked, setting down his gym bag and joining her morning stretches. ``How's Mallory let you get away with that? She's pretty thorough.''\n\n``Don't think she cares.'' Skiv had spent plenty of time sleeping in Drips's bedroom before the incident. She doubted the raccoon really wanted her in the pods. Plus she couldn't stand them. Too tight and confining. ``How much longer until I can walk without crutches?''\n\n``Depends on how much rest your body is getting.'' \n\nAnother non answer. She hid her scowl, not wanting another chummy grin from the badger. Leif was too nice, as if he hadn't tried strangling her to death on the first day they met. He didn't even seem bothered that Skiv took his eye, though it did make the cybereye uncanny for her. ``Look, machine learning is difficult and it takes time. First tests of AI running on two legs had the upper body flapping around like crazy and constantly falling over. While we've improved tremendously, the mind still needs to adjust to body parts that were gone but now aren't.''\n\n``Thought you first classers had perfected tech.''\n\nHe laughed, rolling his neck and puffing his chest out, ``Well I'm not a first class citizen. And no, there's always a kink or two that needs to be fixed. Anything related to the spine is still dangerous territory, and limbs have an adjustment period. Quickest things are probably cybereyes, which take about an hour to fully adjust.''\n\nShe didn't care for the lesson, but let him continue as she sat down and rotated her ankles. In her mind, Skiv knew the legs could be programmed for 180 degree rotation, but it stayed within the normal limit. Could she even walk forward if her legs were backward? ``So, you got any other augments? Besides the eye?''\n\n``That's a secret.'' Leif sat across from her and held her foot against his palm, ``Push at it.''\n\n``Why's it gotta be?'' She asked, pushing against his palm. According to Mallory, her new legs had enough strength to punch holes in reinforced concrete, yet she still struggled to put any strength against the badger's hand. ``You all get to know everything I can do.''\n\n``Well, I just know what your legs can do. I don't know everything.''\n\n``And what don't you know?''\n\nHis left eye twitched, but the smile remained. ``Well, I don't know how far you're willing to go to win. But that's not my place to really care.''\n\n``But do ya?'' She asked. ``Come on, you can't be as mindless as Mallory. You gotta have some personal biases.''\n\n``Course I do. Everyone that isn't a drone has personal bias. Doesn't mean they're towards you. If anything, I should thank you.''\n\n``What?''\n\n``Well, Mistress Mavis wouldn't let me get any cyberware unless parts of me were too damaged for regular healing. She claimed that a soldier is more than his tools, and I agree with her. But now that I have an aiming reticle in my eye and better access to my HUD, my accuracy has shot up.'' \n\n``So why not just lop off your own arm? Or get it shot off?'' Skiv asked, struggling to stand up. Leif offered his hand, but she pushed it aside and braced her knees to push herself. \n\n``Well then I'd be being dishonest. And I'm not dishonest with her, just as she isn't with me.'' \n\n``You're a slave, she doesn't care what you think.''\n\nHe laughed it off, patting her back like she was joking. ``I'm not.''\n\n``What?'' She blinked. ``But...but you call her mistress. You follow her every whim like a lost little lapdog.''\n\n``I'm loyal, but there are no official papers that make me her slave. We're more...'' His eyes wandered, lost in thought, ``Well, I'd say I'm her subordinate. A close one.''\n\n``Then why's she treat you like one?''\n\n``That's just her attitude. In the field she's not liked, but respected more than enough. But her dad's sort of like that too. He's not willing to be your friend, but he's going to drag you out of fire even if there's little chance you'll live. They're all kind of...'' He blushed, ``Don't tell anyone I said this, but the Karbon's are just sort of odd. It's like they got this New Avalonian chivalry thing but actually stick to it.''\n\nShe's heard of New Avalon. Not much talk of them in the gutter, but legends of selfless knights defending the weak made their way around the kids. Skiv figured they were all shite. ``The fack's chivalry anyway?''\n\n``Don't really know,'' Leif shrugged, ``Any knights or New Avalonian units we've dealt with never fought fair. But in warfare, fighting fair means your tactics are shit.'' Skiv nodded. Given her own experiences, fair fights meant a loss from the get go. ``So, not to change subjects, but how's Master Eric reacting to the new legs? He a legman?''\n\n``Don't know. Haven't talked to him.'' \n\nLeif's face dropped. ``What? Has he not come to visit?''\n\n``I don't want him too.'' Skiv leaned against the railing, putting stress off her legs, ``Not until I can properly run in these facking things. `Sides, the last time we talked we...uh...had a fight.'' Given her status, a fight with Drips would be more disastrous for her. Leif looked on with a knowing nod, as if he'd been in similar problems. \n\n``You can't keep avoiding it,'' He said, ``Relationships are built on mutual trust and communication. You're going to see each other on weak and strong days, you can't run from it.''\n\n``What's Mavis like on her weak days then?''\n\n``That's personal,'' He said with a scowl, ``But we're getting off topic. The longer we take to get you accustomed to your legs, the longer it'll take for you to enjoy the gear. Like the hardlight footblade.''\n\n***\n\nEric didn't know why he hadn't rushed to see Skiv the moment she'd woken up. He'd practically pushed Mallory aside when he learned she was ok, relatively speaking. But when she awoke, he was unconscious, and he didn't make an effort to go see her when he woke up.\n\nWas it fear? Their last talk before she'd been kidnapped was an argument. A real argument about who they saw each other as. He did love her, he knew that. But did he really love her, or was he lost with the idea of her? Eric buried himself in schoolwork to forget it, preferring to be a walking corpse than face his inner biases. \n\nLike the coward he normally was.\n\nAcademically, it helped. His grades attracted the attention of some struggling classmates, slowly making him more socially acceptable among those who needed a quick tutor during lunch or free period. The only one of them to stay for longer was Rocky, a lithe and talkative hyena who had plenty of rumors circulating about the looseness of his ass. \n\nEric didn't care. Not like he was fucking anyone while caged up anyway.\n\n``I still don't get this,'' Rocky sighed, leaning back into the booth and kicking his feet up. ``I mean, I thought economics was about supply and demand. So what's this shit about an invisible hand?''\n\n``It's meant to establish an equilibrium. The theory is that markets stabilize themselves.''\n\nRocky forced a chuckle, ``Right, sure. And there's enough people to actually pay for porn.''\n\nEric didn't even blink at the comment. As far as he knew, Rocky's mother was a famous pornstar who made enough money to make the hyena's comments ridiculous. But most of what Rocky said was ridiculous, meant to garner a response from others. Only reason he didn't get bullied often was because of how annoying he was with them. \n\n``Ancient economics, huh?'' Eric turned his head to find Skiv standing next to him. Only it wasn't her, he had to blink just to confirm that the black furred bun was Arthur instead. The resemblance was uncanny, enough to have his throat freeze at the sight. ``Mind if I join you?''\n\n``Go for it,'' Rocky scooted over, ``I'll probably just find another way out of the test. Maybe I'll let the teacher fuck me.''\n\n``Who's your teacher?'' Arthur asked, laying his tray of high grade printed lettuce and fruits against the table, ``Mr. Thimp? Pretty sure he's not into guys.''\n\n``So's Mr. Yoke, but I'm passing lit pretty well. Though I'd rather his wife take a stab at me. Heard she's sporting a bigger dick. Maybe they'll invite me over for a threesome.''\n\nArthur turned his head away, ``You can't just sleep your way through school, dude. You gotta gain some useful skills.''\n\nRocky shrugged, ``I am. Half of it's networking, half of it's acting. Though I'll admit it's getting on my schedule so that's why I'm trying to pass the normal way.''\n\n``Uh-huh,'' Arthur nodded half heartedly. Eric would have too, given how many people slept their way to the top it was no surprise that some started early. But he didn't, instead keeping his eyes unfocused and hazy. ``Eric, you alright?'' The rabbit snapped his fingers, ``Man, you look terrible.''\n\n``He looks like shit, say it right.'' Rocky rolled his head back, ``Like, for facks sake, do you ever drop the good boy act?'' \n\n``It's not an act, Rocky. I have a responsibility to uphold. We can't all have scandalous parents.''\n\n``And yet mine make just as much money as yours do, funny how that works.''\n\nArthur's face went red. ``Eric, where's your bodyguard?'' He asked, resetting the course of the conversation, ``I haven't seen her in the past few days. Did you send her off after hearing about Terry?''\n\n``Terry?'' Rocky's ears perked, ``What did you hear about Terry?'' He leaned in with a smile, ``Come on, show me how good your gossip actually is.''\n\n``It's not gossip, it's fact.'' Arthur straightened himself, ``Terry has been absent since last week. He's...well this next part isn't actually fact.''\n\n``So it is gossip.''\n\nArthur scowled but didn't address the hyena, ``He's likely trying to transfer out into a new school. I'm not sure as to why.''\n\n``I heard he got caught fucking a teacher. Least, that's the rumor from the teachers.''\n\n``How would you...nevermind,'' Arthur sighed at Rocky's smirk, ``Whatever the case, he's not here. So I guess you have no reason for the protection.''\n\nEric blinked. So Terry stopped showing up? After what he did, he couldn't blame the hippo for bailing. ``She's...she's fine. Had an accident, but is recovering.'' He shouldn't divulge how he had no protection now, but who cared? Rocky had no ill intentions and Arthur was practically a saint on the school grounds. \n\n``Oh, damn man. Hope she's ok.'' Rocky held Eric's paw, ``If you wanna talk about it, I'm all ears.'' The hyena spoke with sincerity. The jokes, cackles, and flippant attitude, gone without a trace. Arthur's face contorted, as if holding itself together from falling due to shock.\n\n``An...accident?'' He asked under his breath. ``She...she ok?''\n\nEric nodded, ``Yeah...'' Was Arthur's breathing deeper now? ``We got jumped at the mall. She took the attackers out but...well needless to say she didn't come out unscathed.'' It wasn't the whole truth, but just enough for him to see the rabbit's blue eyes twitch. Like Arthur's mind was moving a mile a second mapping out Eric's words. ``She'll be back up in a few days though. Give or take.'' Not that they were talking.\n\nArthur uttered a forced chuckle, ``Really? Well...glad to hear it. Bodyguards do pretty tough work.'' The rabbit munched down into his apple, stuffing his face and chewing slowly. Rocky eventually changed the subject back around to school studies and teacher gossip, but by the time the bell had rung Eric was convinced the rabbit knew something.\n\nAnd so he went digging. \n\nIt started with his free period, then his time at home as another excuse not to see Skiv. But only his small moments of lucidity told him that, with the rest devoted to finding out as much about Arthur as possible. As it turned out, there was a lot locked behind encryption. More than the usual fair for a private citizen.\n\nEric knew the rabbit was adopted. His father, the famous actor Robert Tenil, had a history of publicity stunts and charitable gestures, including adopting several children over his long career. As far as he knew, none of Arthur's step siblings went to their school, either because they'd moved on to college or a career, or were too young to attend. The orphanage he'd been picked from didn't exist either. At first, Eric assumed it fell apart, but records indicated it never existed at all outside of a day. \n\nAnd the rabbit's adoption papers went as far back as only a few months of birth. People adopted babies, so that wasn't surprising in the slightest, but another tidbit of data caught his attention. Following Arthur's adoption there were two gene cleansing procedures. One made sense, Arthur needed anything malignant to be removed upon entering the household. But two? The file name for the second was Jane Doe. \n\nAnd no one by that name existed in the Tenil household. A placeholder, but he had to be sure. Going through employment records, he limited up to three candidates of such a procedure that started working under Robert at Arthur's adoption. A gardener, a chauffeur that no longer worked there, and a maid. \n\n``Roberta Deacon,'' He mouthed in cyberspace. No previous employment, no health records before employment, no history. A ghost...or someone never registered. His suspicions were confirmed by her picture, the same black fur and blue eyes as Arthur and... ``Oh Frigg...Skiv.''\n\nHe knew it! She wasn't a mirror image, having a shapely figure and heavier breasts. But the angle of her face, there was no doubt in his mind that this woman was related to Skiv in some way. That would mean Arthur was her cousin, or even her brother. But she had no family, she'd told him herself that she'd been alone for as long as she could remember. And if this woman was related, why was she in the service of Robert Tenil? Why was her son his step-son? Classless finding their ways through sexual favors wasn't uncommon. It might have been a tired out trope. Maybe Robert was Arthur's father and adopted him after learning she was pregnant?\n\nIt wouldn't be the craziest thing. Unorthodox, sure, but his family's own view on slaves was odd by most standards in Yggdrasil. He had to know more, just to confirm his theories. His disguise program clothed him in red slacks, a matching suit jacket with the buttons down the side, and a small cap covering his head. An old usher uniform if his data was correct. \n\n``Ok, I know you're an actor, but this seems a bit on the nose.'' Eric sighed and stepped through the red carpeted hallways of Mr. Tenil's network. Each door plastered with a movie poster depicting what files may lie underneath. \n\nFinding Arthur's personal communications proved difficult, having several layers of encryption that no one his age should have. One of the screens played the audio, and Eric's ears twitched at the knowledge presented.\n\n``How could you have another child?!'' Arthur shouted, followed by a heavy hand and a firm scream from another person. ``It's bad enough that I'm from your worthless womb, but you have another one and you refused to tell me, to tell father?''\n\n``Master, i-if I told your father he wouldn't-''\n\nAnother strike sounded off, ``I know he'd not accept you! Why would he, you worthless, classless wretch! But it's different now. She exists, and I can't risk her appearing one day in my life to fack me over. I need her gone, and you...this punishment isn't enough for you.''\n\n``Son please-''\n\n``Don't call me that!'' He screamed, the slap shocking Eric's spine. ``I'm not your son! I'm a first class citizen, I'm not related to gutter trash like you!''\n\nEric turned the audio off, unable to listen to anymore. Arthur, the soft spoken and shy rabbit on campus...he couldn't believe the boy screamed like that. Couldn't picture him going off the handle. Worse yet, it linked back to himself. If he didn't bring Skiv to school, didn't introduce her to Arthur, she'd never have been kidnapped, tortured, and maimed. \n\nNo. He shook his head and left the Tenil's home servers, adding a few bugs before logging out. Eric may have introduced Skiv to him, but Arthur made the decision to have her kidnapped. Now he had someone to target for revenge.\n\nFirst he had to tell Skiv. Back in meatspace, Eric unjacked and pulled himself out of bed. His skintight black bodysuit clung harder than usual, as if telling him to stay still and avoid speaking with her. ``You know, you don't look half bad in that.'' He blinked, snapping his head over to see Skiv standing in the doorway, wearing a stretchy workout unitard that outlined her bulge. She smiled, ``What? Cat got your tongue?''\n\nHis first words came out dry and twisted. Her smirk stayed strong as she shook her head and closed the door, leaving them alone in his room. ``Do me a favor, block out the cameras. We don't want anyone watching.''\n\nDone within a blink. ``Skiv I-''\n\nShe pressed a finger to his lips. Leaning in, the black rabbit whispered, ``Shut up and strip. Unless you want me to rip a few holes in that fancy suit of yours.'' Was this happening? Swallowing his surprise, Eric stripped out from the tight bodysuit, leaving him exposed save for the chastity cage between his legs. How long had he been without an erection? He'd barely even noticed it was there half the time.\n\nAnd the other half? Well his ass had been stretched for it. ``Good. Now on the bed, limbs out.'' Taking some long socks from his drawers, Skiv tied him to the bedposts, leaving him exposed to her mercy. Her foot braced against his caged cock, ``How long have we had this thing on? Three months? Four?''\n\n``F-Four.'' He bit his lip, ``Skiv there's something I need to say.'' \n\nHer finger pushed against his lips, ``Say it later. I'm in the mood, and I'm pretty sure you are too.'' She grasped his balls against her palm, letting him gasp at the sudden pressure. ``Yeah, you are,'' Skiv said, brushing against his warming cheeks, ``I can see that blush a mile away.''\n\nShe pulled back and stripped out from the unitard, exposing the athletic build that Mallory had chiseled from the former street rabbit. At a glance, Eric didn't notice where her new legs ended, his eyes drawn to the cock slowly erecting between her legs. ``You might need to undo my legs if you wanna fuck me.''\n\n``I can wait,'' A keychain hung between her fingers, ``Right now, I want to do something else.'' He blinked, that key? The key she swore she had but never used after all this time? His heart pounded against his chest as the black rabbit crawled back up against the bed, carefully inserting the key into the tiny lock. One twist with a following click, and he felt the pressure subside. With a smile, she pulled the head of the cage off, letting his cock taste the freedom of room temp air. \n\n``Did you get smaller?'' She teased, poking his sensitive cockhead. His erection towered at the touch, begging for attention with every twitch. ``I think you did. You got some extra skin hanging about.''\n\n``It'll...it'll grow back,'' Eric muttered, ``I did some research. Long term chastity can cause short term shrinkage if-'' She slapped his cockhead, giggling as it bounced back and forth.\n\n``What if I liked it smaller?'' She mused aloud, ``What if I wanted to shrink you down so low, that you couldn't penetrate me? What if I made it clear that I'm the only one who fucks in this relationship?'' Her eyes shimmered with sadism as she crawled atop him, breasts hanging free while her cock and balls rested warm against his lower stomach. Their lips touched, skin against skin and she whispered, ``Do you know what they do to former gangbosses when new gangs take their turf? Sometimes there's death, but other times the leader makes the old one their bitch. Are you my bitch, Drips?'' \n\nDeep down, Eric wanted to say yes. Right then and there, he was her bitch, her property, despite whatever the documents said. But his tongue froze, throat clamped in her presence. She simply smiled in his eyes and wrapped her hands around his throat. ``That's right.'' Skiv gradually squeezed, ``You're my bitch. My facking hole with legs.'' His hands balled into fists as she strangled him, the sadistic glare accompanied by a smile at his struggles. Skiv let go before he thrashed further, only to grab the bottom of his mouth and press her thumb against his tongue. ``Keep it open, you facking meathole,'' The rabbit commanded, lopping a dob of saliva down his throat and clamping it shut. ``That's right. You take whatever I give you and facking love it, don't you?''\n\nHe couldn't deny it, not with how his cock twitched at her words. Her weight pressed against him, the warmth of her own erection stuck between their bodies as her lips took his. Not a short kiss, not even a loving kiss. Skiv's tongue tangled and twisted inside his maw, her breath sucking at his own as if to take his soul. So weak and helpless at her touch. \n\nThe rabbit twisted around and pressed her ass against his face. The moist drops from her pussy mixed with the heavy musk of her balls and caked his face. ``You just facking belong under my sack.'' She ground her butt against him, cutting off his oxygen. Eric only tasted her under his tongue, and despite his shortness for breath he wanted more. \n\nHe winced at the tight grip around his cock. ``You better not cum,'' Skiv said with a playful pump, ``Only little spurts you should be getting should be from my cock.'' Her warm and wet mouth made it difficult. Rabbit tongue teasing his tip before her lips locked around the head and dug down. What had he done to deserve her gift? Every tepid breath he made sent her musk deeper through his systems. He whined and struggled, as if it could impede the coming pleasure. Not even the shiver of her nose touching his base could ween him off. \n\n``C-Close,'' he winced underneath her sack. ``Close. Close!'' Skiv pulled off, leaving his saliva covered dick to shiver in the colder environment. Eric noticed her tall erection as she lifted herself up and turned around, standing tall and proud. Even without seeing his dick, he knew she was bigger. She was bigger before the cage, not that she brought it up often. \n\nNails dug into his headfur, ``Arch your head, come on.'' She pulled his head up and held her fingers to his nose. When he gasped for air, her cock pushed into his maw. ``Facking take it, slut. Show me why you're worth protecting.'' He swallowed the rabbit's cock at every inch, breathing through his nose at each gag. She wasn't interested in getting off inside him, no, not with that sadistic smile plastered across her face. \n\n``That's it...'' Both hands held him around his ears, keeping him steady as his nose touched her base, ``Right there, that's the feeling. My facking cock inside you, choking the life out of you. How long can you last? A minute? Three? Could I kill you with just my cock? Course you could bite down, but we both know you won't. And it ain't because you're a coward. No...'' She rubbed her fingers behind his ears, ``It's cause you're in facking bliss right now. I could turn my head and see that your cock is the hardest it's ever been. You're a bitch, Drips. A bitch in rich clothes.''\n\nEvery word tugged at his heartstrings. His status, his family, and his responsibilities melted away underneath her weight and presence. Fear should have forced his eyes to her crotch, but admiration kept them locked to her face. That smile gave him more joy than a successful hack.\n\nShe pulled out just when his eyes were rolling back. He coughed, the taste of her cock fresh on his tongue. Crawling down, Skiv pressed her rod against his own. With one hand she held them together, letting Eric see just how smaller he was in comparison. ``Back in the outskirts, there used to be a joke about how first classers made themselves perfect through birth. Guess your parents didn't scrounge for a bigger dick.''\n\n``It did shrink,'' he commented.\n\n``Not by that much, Drips. I was always bigger.'' The rabbit ground her dick against his, letting her tight flesh drag across the looseness of his rod. How much teasing was she going to do? He bit his lip, gasping softly at the slow tortuous build up of pleasure. He needed more than this.\n\n``Fack me, already.'' Eric thrusted his hips to her rhythm. ``Please, fack me.''\n\n``Who said you called the shots?'' Skiv laughed, pushing his crotch against the bed with her own. ``I wanna hear you beg for it, little bitch.''\n\n``I said `please'.''\n\n``And I said `beg'. Now beg like you mean it.''\n\nHe groaned. She didn't stop rubbing against him, not that it could push him over fast enough. Eric knew the words, but even in his head they made him shiver in embarrassment. ``Please fack me in my tight foxhole, Skiv.'' His face burned red at her smile. \n\n``Gladly.'' She undid his bindings, ``Get the lube, chop chop.'' The rabbit swatted his ass the moment he rolled from the bed. With the bottle she lathered her cock and fingers. ``Nah-ah,'' She said as he laid against his stomach, ``On your back. I wanna watch your squirm.'' Heart pounding, he nodded and laid backwards, hooking his arms underneath his legs to give her a clear view of everything underneath. With a goopy finger, she pushed slowly past his pucker. ``It's so easy to get in here,'' She teased, slowly thrusting in and out. He whimpered, trying to keep himself relaxed with her speed. \n\nThen her cock pressed in. Slowly she impaled him, inch by inch into his ass. His mouth hung open, body going limp and somehow locking up at once. His legs hooked over her shoulders, leaving his hands free to dig into the sheets. His eyes focused on the ceiling, head arching back as the base finally pressed against his ass.\n\nThey froze. Locked together by flesh, the void of silence broken by panting from both hands. Her hands grabbed his face, forcing him to look deep into her blue eyes. ``You're so cute like this.'' The black rabbit's lips embraced his own before he could answer. \n\nSlow rocking turned to precious pounding against his prostate. Eric winced, his head loose in her hands while Skiv took everything from him. Her teeth gnawed at his lip, pulling it back just enough to let go before it hurt. Every thrust pushing him at that edge as pre-cum dripped like a river down his cock and traveled down his thigh. \n\n``J-Jack it,'' Eric stammered, reaching for his cock. She held his hand aloft, relentlessly pounding him as his rod stood helpless to anything but the air drying her saliva across it. ``Skiv, please, I'm so close.''\n\n``You've gotten over it with the cage. You don't need to touch your cock. That nice, hard, pulsing erection.'' Her words rattled his brain. Eric closed his eyes and grit his teeth, focusing on the building pleasure. He cried out under his breath, the wave pulsing through his body as his stomach matted with seed. ``There it is,'' She chuckled, not stopping. ``You can't even hold out when I'm facking you. Not that it matters, we don't stop until I'm satisfied.''\n\nShe didn't. The bed rumbled with every thrust, slamming his head against the pillow. Eric's body went limp, pleasure rushing through him until she screamed out and filled his insides. With a long winded sigh, the black rabbit pulled out and turned over beside him, her chest heaving with each breath. ``Can't believe you let me choke you.''\n\n``I knew you wouldn't go too far.'' Though the strain on his neck told Eric they shouldn't do it again. ``Skiv, about the mall. I...you...you were right.'' It hurt his throat more to say it. ``Back when I first saw you, I thought you were like that hyena in the game. I didn't have good opinions of people in the outskirts. I didn't have good opinions on anything, but they were a joke to me. A fantasy. But you, you're not that, not to me. And-''\n\n``Oh for facks sake. That wasn't a hatefack you idiot.'' Skiv curled up, spooning Eric tight, ``I was worried about you when those thugs came. Was I mad? Of facking course I was mad. But you're...different from most classers I see. You're trying to be more tolerant of people like me, and even if it came from a bad place, it don't mean it isn't helpful.''\n\nAgainst her chest, with those words raining down, Eric felt more comfortable than he'd ever been. He wanted to close his eyes and rest underneath her hold. But he had to tell her about Arthur, about her own mother. ``Skiv, I think I know who kidnapped you. And who he really is.''\n\n***\n\nArthur couldn't take his eyes off the recording. Night and day he found himself glued to it, repeating the instance over and over. One woman, a raccoon nearing middle age, moved with the grace of a dancer but with the lethality of a complex droid. He had to slow the frames when she entered the holding cell where Eric's pet had been held. Otherwise one blink would miss the performance. \n\nShear precision. No wasted movement came when she twisted and snapped her foot across the equine's face. He reversed and played back that moment, amping the volume just to hear the snap. \n\nThe front door creaked open, ``Young Master, your dinner-''\n\n``Close it!'' Arthur shouted, hurtling his pillow to the door. ``I'll come down when I'm ready, you worthless whore!'' His cries echoed in the chamber of his room, and down the halls. Not that anyone would hear. Any step siblings he had were either away, or lost in their own amusements. \n\nNot that this was an amusement. No, Arthur watched it again and again in fascination. Who was this woman? Why did she rescue the rabbit? Why did she seem so beautiful? He couldn't even question the erection tenting his pants, nor the urge to jack it. Arthur refused to touch it, not until he saw more of this raccoon.\n\nNot until they were entwined. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "``You're here early.'' Skiv didn't give the badger much attention as he entered the gym. She kept her focus on her stretches and tried to remain balanced on the new legs. She expected the surgery to be painful, but they knocked her out and had her waking up with sleek dark cyberlegs that even had synthetic fur matching hers. No one but her could notice where her legs ended, and where the cybernetics began, and she only noticed from memory.

``Slept here.'' She leaned forward, feeling the legs stretch from side to side. They lacked muscle, tendons, anything to really feel a stretch and yet she felt it all the same. Only now she could do a full split without any discomfort save for her junk hitting the mat. Yet she still needed crutches to walk. ``I hate the pods.''

The badger blinked, setting down his gym bag and joining her morning stretches. ``How's Mallory let you get away with that? She's pretty thorough.''

``Don't think she cares.'' Skiv had spent plenty of time sleeping in Drips's bedroom before the incident. She doubted the raccoon really wanted her in the pods. Plus she couldn't stand them. Too tight and confining. ``How much longer until I can walk without crutches?''

``Depends on how much rest your body is getting.''

Another non answer. She hid her scowl, not wanting another chummy grin from the badger. Leif was too nice, as if he hadn't tried strangling her to death on the first day they met. He didn't even seem bothered that Skiv took his eye, though it did make the cybereye uncanny for her. ``Look, machine learning is difficult and it takes time. First tests of AI running on two legs had the upper body flapping around like crazy and constantly falling over. While we've improved tremendously, the mind still needs to adjust to body parts that were gone but now aren't.''

``Thought you first classers had perfected tech.''

He laughed, rolling his neck and puffing his chest out, ``Well I'm not a first class citizen. And no, there's always a kink or two that needs to be fixed. Anything related to the spine is still dangerous territory, and limbs have an adjustment period. Quickest things are probably cybereyes, which take about an hour to fully adjust.''

She didn't care for the lesson, but let him continue as she sat down and rotated her ankles. In her mind, Skiv knew the legs could be programmed for 180 degree rotation, but it stayed within the normal limit. Could she even walk forward if her legs were backward? ``So, you got any other augments? Besides the eye?''

``That's a secret.'' Leif sat across from her and held her foot against his palm, ``Push at it.''

``Why's it gotta be?'' She asked, pushing against his palm. According to Mallory, her new legs had enough strength to punch holes in reinforced concrete, yet she still struggled to put any strength against the badger's hand. ``You all get to know everything I can do.''

``Well, I just know what your legs can do. I don't know everything.''

``And what don't you know?''

His left eye twitched, but the smile remained. ``Well, I don't know how far you're willing to go to win. But that's not my place to really care.''

``But do ya?'' She asked. ``Come on, you can't be as mindless as Mallory. You gotta have some personal biases.''

``Course I do. Everyone that isn't a drone has personal bias. Doesn't mean they're towards you. If anything, I should thank you.''

``What?''

``Well, Mistress Mavis wouldn't let me get any cyberware unless parts of me were too damaged for regular healing. She claimed that a soldier is more than his tools, and I agree with her. But now that I have an aiming reticle in my eye and better access to my HUD, my accuracy has shot up.''

``So why not just lop off your own arm? Or get it shot off?'' Skiv asked, struggling to stand up. Leif offered his hand, but she pushed it aside and braced her knees to push herself.

``Well then I'd be being dishonest. And I'm not dishonest with her, just as she isn't with me.''

``You're a slave, she doesn't care what you think.''

He laughed it off, patting her back like she was joking. ``I'm not.''

``What?'' She blinked. ``But...but you call her mistress. You follow her every whim like a lost little lapdog.''

``I'm loyal, but there are no official papers that make me her slave. We're more...'' His eyes wandered, lost in thought, ``Well, I'd say I'm her subordinate. A close one.''

``Then why's she treat you like one?''

``That's just her attitude. In the field she's not liked, but respected more than enough. But her dad's sort of like that too. He's not willing to be your friend, but he's going to drag you out of fire even if there's little chance you'll live. They're all kind of...'' He blushed, ``Don't tell anyone I said this, but the Karbon's are just sort of odd. It's like they got this New Avalonian chivalry thing but actually stick to it.''

She's heard of New Avalon. Not much talk of them in the gutter, but legends of selfless knights defending the weak made their way around the kids. Skiv figured they were all shite. ``The fack's chivalry anyway?''

``Don't really know,'' Leif shrugged, ``Any knights or New Avalonian units we've dealt with never fought fair. But in warfare, fighting fair means your tactics are shit.'' Skiv nodded. Given her own experiences, fair fights meant a loss from the get go. ``So, not to change subjects, but how's Master Eric reacting to the new legs? He a legman?''

``Don't know. Haven't talked to him.''

Leif's face dropped. ``What? Has he not come to visit?''

``I don't want him too.'' Skiv leaned against the railing, putting stress off her legs, ``Not until I can properly run in these facking things. `Sides, the last time we talked we...uh...had a fight.'' Given her status, a fight with Drips would be more disastrous for her. Leif looked on with a knowing nod, as if he'd been in similar problems.

``You can't keep avoiding it,'' He said, ``Relationships are built on mutual trust and communication. You're going to see each other on weak and strong days, you can't run from it.''

``What's Mavis like on her weak days then?''

``That's personal,'' He said with a scowl, ``But we're getting off topic. The longer we take to get you accustomed to your legs, the longer it'll take for you to enjoy the gear. Like the hardlight footblade.''

***

Eric didn't know why he hadn't rushed to see Skiv the moment she'd woken up. He'd practically pushed Mallory aside when he learned she was ok, relatively speaking. But when she awoke, he was unconscious, and he didn't make an effort to go see her when he woke up.

Was it fear? Their last talk before she'd been kidnapped was an argument. A real argument about who they saw each other as. He did love her, he knew that. But did he really love her, or was he lost with the idea of her? Eric buried himself in schoolwork to forget it, preferring to be a walking corpse than face his inner biases.

Like the coward he normally was.

Academically, it helped. His grades attracted the attention of some struggling classmates, slowly making him more socially acceptable among those who needed a quick tutor during lunch or free period. The only one of them to stay for longer was Rocky, a lithe and talkative hyena who had plenty of rumors circulating about the looseness of his ass.

Eric didn't care. Not like he was fucking anyone while caged up anyway.

``I still don't get this,'' Rocky sighed, leaning back into the booth and kicking his feet up. ``I mean, I thought economics was about supply and demand. So what's this shit about an invisible hand?''

``It's meant to establish an equilibrium. The theory is that markets stabilize themselves.''

Rocky forced a chuckle, ``Right, sure. And there's enough people to actually pay for porn.''

Eric didn't even blink at the comment. As far as he knew, Rocky's mother was a famous pornstar who made enough money to make the hyena's comments ridiculous. But most of what Rocky said was ridiculous, meant to garner a response from others. Only reason he didn't get bullied often was because of how annoying he was with them.

``Ancient economics, huh?'' Eric turned his head to find Skiv standing next to him. Only it wasn't her, he had to blink just to confirm that the black furred bun was Arthur instead. The resemblance was uncanny, enough to have his throat freeze at the sight. ``Mind if I join you?''

``Go for it,'' Rocky scooted over, ``I'll probably just find another way out of the test. Maybe I'll let the teacher fuck me.''

``Who's your teacher?'' Arthur asked, laying his tray of high grade printed lettuce and fruits against the table, ``Mr. Thimp? Pretty sure he's not into guys.''

``So's Mr. Yoke, but I'm passing lit pretty well. Though I'd rather his wife take a stab at me. Heard she's sporting a bigger dick. Maybe they'll invite me over for a threesome.''

Arthur turned his head away, ``You can't just sleep your way through school, dude. You gotta gain some useful skills.''

Rocky shrugged, ``I am. Half of it's networking, half of it's acting. Though I'll admit it's getting on my schedule so that's why I'm trying to pass the normal way.''

``Uh-huh,'' Arthur nodded half heartedly. Eric would have too, given how many people slept their way to the top it was no surprise that some started early. But he didn't, instead keeping his eyes unfocused and hazy. ``Eric, you alright?'' The rabbit snapped his fingers, ``Man, you look terrible.''

``He looks like shit, say it right.'' Rocky rolled his head back, ``Like, for facks sake, do you ever drop the good boy act?''

``It's not an act, Rocky. I have a responsibility to uphold. We can't all have scandalous parents.''

``And yet mine make just as much money as yours do, funny how that works.''

Arthur's face went red. ``Eric, where's your bodyguard?'' He asked, resetting the course of the conversation, ``I haven't seen her in the past few days. Did you send her off after hearing about Terry?''

``Terry?'' Rocky's ears perked, ``What did you hear about Terry?'' He leaned in with a smile, ``Come on, show me how good your gossip actually is.''

``It's not gossip, it's fact.'' Arthur straightened himself, ``Terry has been absent since last week. He's...well this next part isn't actually fact.''

``So it is gossip.''

Arthur scowled but didn't address the hyena, ``He's likely trying to transfer out into a new school. I'm not sure as to why.''

``I heard he got caught fucking a teacher. Least, that's the rumor from the teachers.''

``How would you...nevermind,'' Arthur sighed at Rocky's smirk, ``Whatever the case, he's not here. So I guess you have no reason for the protection.''

Eric blinked. So Terry stopped showing up? After what he did, he couldn't blame the hippo for bailing. ``She's...she's fine. Had an accident, but is recovering.'' He shouldn't divulge how he had no protection now, but who cared? Rocky had no ill intentions and Arthur was practically a saint on the school grounds.

``Oh, damn man. Hope she's ok.'' Rocky held Eric's paw, ``If you wanna talk about it, I'm all ears.'' The hyena spoke with sincerity. The jokes, cackles, and flippant attitude, gone without a trace. Arthur's face contorted, as if holding itself together from falling due to shock.

``An...accident?'' He asked under his breath. ``She...she ok?''

Eric nodded, ``Yeah...'' Was Arthur's breathing deeper now? ``We got jumped at the mall. She took the attackers out but...well needless to say she didn't come out unscathed.'' It wasn't the whole truth, but just enough for him to see the rabbit's blue eyes twitch. Like Arthur's mind was moving a mile a second mapping out Eric's words. ``She'll be back up in a few days though. Give or take.'' Not that they were talking.

Arthur uttered a forced chuckle, ``Really? Well...glad to hear it. Bodyguards do pretty tough work.'' The rabbit munched down into his apple, stuffing his face and chewing slowly. Rocky eventually changed the subject back around to school studies and teacher gossip, but by the time the bell had rung Eric was convinced the rabbit knew something.

And so he went digging.

It started with his free period, then his time at home as another excuse not to see Skiv. But only his small moments of lucidity told him that, with the rest devoted to finding out as much about Arthur as possible. As it turned out, there was a lot locked behind encryption. More than the usual fair for a private citizen.

Eric knew the rabbit was adopted. His father, the famous actor Robert Tenil, had a history of publicity stunts and charitable gestures, including adopting several children over his long career. As far as he knew, none of Arthur's step siblings went to their school, either because they'd moved on to college or a career, or were too young to attend. The orphanage he'd been picked from didn't exist either. At first, Eric assumed it fell apart, but records indicated it never existed at all outside of a day.

And the rabbit's adoption papers went as far back as only a few months of birth. People adopted babies, so that wasn't surprising in the slightest, but another tidbit of data caught his attention. Following Arthur's adoption there were two gene cleansing procedures. One made sense, Arthur needed anything malignant to be removed upon entering the household. But two? The file name for the second was Jane Doe.

And no one by that name existed in the Tenil household. A placeholder, but he had to be sure. Going through employment records, he limited up to three candidates of such a procedure that started working under Robert at Arthur's adoption. A gardener, a chauffeur that no longer worked there, and a maid.

``Roberta Deacon,'' He mouthed in cyberspace. No previous employment, no health records before employment, no history. A ghost...or someone never registered. His suspicions were confirmed by her picture, the same black fur and blue eyes as Arthur and... ``Oh Frigg...Skiv.''

He knew it! She wasn't a mirror image, having a shapely figure and heavier breasts. But the angle of her face, there was no doubt in his mind that this woman was related to Skiv in some way. That would mean Arthur was her cousin, or even her brother. But she had no family, she'd told him herself that she'd been alone for as long as she could remember. And if this woman was related, why was she in the service of Robert Tenil? Why was her son his step-son? Classless finding their ways through sexual favors wasn't uncommon. It might have been a tired out trope. Maybe Robert was Arthur's father and adopted him after learning she was pregnant?

It wouldn't be the craziest thing. Unorthodox, sure, but his family's own view on slaves was odd by most standards in Yggdrasil. He had to know more, just to confirm his theories. His disguise program clothed him in red slacks, a matching suit jacket with the buttons down the side, and a small cap covering his head. An old usher uniform if his data was correct.

``Ok, I know you're an actor, but this seems a bit on the nose.'' Eric sighed and stepped through the red carpeted hallways of Mr. Tenil's network. Each door plastered with a movie poster depicting what files may lie underneath.

Finding Arthur's personal communications proved difficult, having several layers of encryption that no one his age should have. One of the screens played the audio, and Eric's ears twitched at the knowledge presented.

``How could you have another child?!'' Arthur shouted, followed by a heavy hand and a firm scream from another person. ``It's bad enough that I'm from your worthless womb, but you have another one and you refused to tell me, to tell father?''

``Master, i-if I told your father he wouldn't-''

Another strike sounded off, ``I know he'd not accept you! Why would he, you worthless, classless wretch! But it's different now. She exists, and I can't risk her appearing one day in my life to fack me over. I need her gone, and you...this punishment isn't enough for you.''

``Son please-''

``Don't call me that!'' He screamed, the slap shocking Eric's spine. ``I'm not your son! I'm a first class citizen, I'm not related to gutter trash like you!''

Eric turned the audio off, unable to listen to anymore. Arthur, the soft spoken and shy rabbit on campus...he couldn't believe the boy screamed like that. Couldn't picture him going off the handle. Worse yet, it linked back to himself. If he didn't bring Skiv to school, didn't introduce her to Arthur, she'd never have been kidnapped, tortured, and maimed.

No. He shook his head and left the Tenil's home servers, adding a few bugs before logging out. Eric may have introduced Skiv to him, but Arthur made the decision to have her kidnapped. Now he had someone to target for revenge.

First he had to tell Skiv. Back in meatspace, Eric unjacked and pulled himself out of bed. His skintight black bodysuit clung harder than usual, as if telling him to stay still and avoid speaking with her. ``You know, you don't look half bad in that.'' He blinked, snapping his head over to see Skiv standing in the doorway, wearing a stretchy workout unitard that outlined her bulge. She smiled, ``What? Cat got your tongue?''

His first words came out dry and twisted. Her smirk stayed strong as she shook her head and closed the door, leaving them alone in his room. ``Do me a favor, block out the cameras. We don't want anyone watching.''

Done within a blink. ``Skiv I-''

She pressed a finger to his lips. Leaning in, the black rabbit whispered, ``Shut up and strip. Unless you want me to rip a few holes in that fancy suit of yours.'' Was this happening? Swallowing his surprise, Eric stripped out from the tight bodysuit, leaving him exposed save for the chastity cage between his legs. How long had he been without an erection? He'd barely even noticed it was there half the time.

And the other half? Well his ass had been stretched for it. ``Good. Now on the bed, limbs out.'' Taking some long socks from his drawers, Skiv tied him to the bedposts, leaving him exposed to her mercy. Her foot braced against his caged cock, ``How long have we had this thing on? Three months? Four?''

``F-Four.'' He bit his lip, ``Skiv there's something I need to say.''

Her finger pushed against his lips, ``Say it later. I'm in the mood, and I'm pretty sure you are too.'' She grasped his balls against her palm, letting him gasp at the sudden pressure. ``Yeah, you are,'' Skiv said, brushing against his warming cheeks, ``I can see that blush a mile away.''

She pulled back and stripped out from the unitard, exposing the athletic build that Mallory had chiseled from the former street rabbit. At a glance, Eric didn't notice where her new legs ended, his eyes drawn to the cock slowly erecting between her legs. ``You might need to undo my legs if you wanna fuck me.''

``I can wait,'' A keychain hung between her fingers, ``Right now, I want to do something else.'' He blinked, that key? The key she swore she had but never used after all this time? His heart pounded against his chest as the black rabbit crawled back up against the bed, carefully inserting the key into the tiny lock. One twist with a following click, and he felt the pressure subside. With a smile, she pulled the head of the cage off, letting his cock taste the freedom of room temp air.

``Did you get smaller?'' She teased, poking his sensitive cockhead. His erection towered at the touch, begging for attention with every twitch. ``I think you did. You got some extra skin hanging about.''

``It'll...it'll grow back,'' Eric muttered, ``I did some research. Long term chastity can cause short term shrinkage if-'' She slapped his cockhead, giggling as it bounced back and forth.

``What if I liked it smaller?'' She mused aloud, ``What if I wanted to shrink you down so low, that you couldn't penetrate me? What if I made it clear that I'm the only one who fucks in this relationship?'' Her eyes shimmered with sadism as she crawled atop him, breasts hanging free while her cock and balls rested warm against his lower stomach. Their lips touched, skin against skin and she whispered, ``Do you know what they do to former gangbosses when new gangs take their turf? Sometimes there's death, but other times the leader makes the old one their bitch. Are you my bitch, Drips?''

Deep down, Eric wanted to say yes. Right then and there, he was her bitch, her property, despite whatever the documents said. But his tongue froze, throat clamped in her presence. She simply smiled in his eyes and wrapped her hands around his throat. ``That's right.'' Skiv gradually squeezed, ``You're my bitch. My facking hole with legs.'' His hands balled into fists as she strangled him, the sadistic glare accompanied by a smile at his struggles. Skiv let go before he thrashed further, only to grab the bottom of his mouth and press her thumb against his tongue. ``Keep it open, you facking meathole,'' The rabbit commanded, lopping a dob of saliva down his throat and clamping it shut. ``That's right. You take whatever I give you and facking love it, don't you?''

He couldn't deny it, not with how his cock twitched at her words. Her weight pressed against him, the warmth of her own erection stuck between their bodies as her lips took his. Not a short kiss, not even a loving kiss. Skiv's tongue tangled and twisted inside his maw, her breath sucking at his own as if to take his soul. So weak and helpless at her touch.

The rabbit twisted around and pressed her ass against his face. The moist drops from her pussy mixed with the heavy musk of her balls and caked his face. ``You just facking belong under my sack.'' She ground her butt against him, cutting off his oxygen. Eric only tasted her under his tongue, and despite his shortness for breath he wanted more.

He winced at the tight grip around his cock. ``You better not cum,'' Skiv said with a playful pump, ``Only little spurts you should be getting should be from my cock.'' Her warm and wet mouth made it difficult. Rabbit tongue teasing his tip before her lips locked around the head and dug down. What had he done to deserve her gift? Every tepid breath he made sent her musk deeper through his systems. He whined and struggled, as if it could impede the coming pleasure. Not even the shiver of her nose touching his base could ween him off.

``C-Close,'' he winced underneath her sack. ``Close. Close!'' Skiv pulled off, leaving his saliva covered dick to shiver in the colder environment. Eric noticed her tall erection as she lifted herself up and turned around, standing tall and proud. Even without seeing his dick, he knew she was bigger. She was bigger before the cage, not that she brought it up often.

Nails dug into his headfur, ``Arch your head, come on.'' She pulled his head up and held her fingers to his nose. When he gasped for air, her cock pushed into his maw. ``Facking take it, slut. Show me why you're worth protecting.'' He swallowed the rabbit's cock at every inch, breathing through his nose at each gag. She wasn't interested in getting off inside him, no, not with that sadistic smile plastered across her face.

``That's it...'' Both hands held him around his ears, keeping him steady as his nose touched her base, ``Right there, that's the feeling. My facking cock inside you, choking the life out of you. How long can you last? A minute? Three? Could I kill you with just my cock? Course you could bite down, but we both know you won't. And it ain't because you're a coward. No...'' She rubbed her fingers behind his ears, ``It's cause you're in facking bliss right now. I could turn my head and see that your cock is the hardest it's ever been. You're a bitch, Drips. A bitch in rich clothes.''

Every word tugged at his heartstrings. His status, his family, and his responsibilities melted away underneath her weight and presence. Fear should have forced his eyes to her crotch, but admiration kept them locked to her face. That smile gave him more joy than a successful hack.

She pulled out just when his eyes were rolling back. He coughed, the taste of her cock fresh on his tongue. Crawling down, Skiv pressed her rod against his own. With one hand she held them together, letting Eric see just how smaller he was in comparison. ``Back in the outskirts, there used to be a joke about how first classers made themselves perfect through birth. Guess your parents didn't scrounge for a bigger dick.''

``It did shrink,'' he commented.

``Not by that much, Drips. I was always bigger.'' The rabbit ground her dick against his, letting her tight flesh drag across the looseness of his rod. How much teasing was she going to do? He bit his lip, gasping softly at the slow tortuous build up of pleasure. He needed more than this.

``Fack me, already.'' Eric thrusted his hips to her rhythm. ``Please, fack me.''

``Who said you called the shots?'' Skiv laughed, pushing his crotch against the bed with her own. ``I wanna hear you beg for it, little bitch.''

``I said `please'.''

``And I said `beg'. Now beg like you mean it.''

He groaned. She didn't stop rubbing against him, not that it could push him over fast enough. Eric knew the words, but even in his head they made him shiver in embarrassment. ``Please fack me in my tight foxhole, Skiv.'' His face burned red at her smile.

``Gladly.'' She undid his bindings, ``Get the lube, chop chop.'' The rabbit swatted his ass the moment he rolled from the bed. With the bottle she lathered her cock and fingers. ``Nah-ah,'' She said as he laid against his stomach, ``On your back. I wanna watch your squirm.'' Heart pounding, he nodded and laid backwards, hooking his arms underneath his legs to give her a clear view of everything underneath. With a goopy finger, she pushed slowly past his pucker. ``It's so easy to get in here,'' She teased, slowly thrusting in and out. He whimpered, trying to keep himself relaxed with her speed.

Then her cock pressed in. Slowly she impaled him, inch by inch into his ass. His mouth hung open, body going limp and somehow locking up at once. His legs hooked over her shoulders, leaving his hands free to dig into the sheets. His eyes focused on the ceiling, head arching back as the base finally pressed against his ass.

They froze. Locked together by flesh, the void of silence broken by panting from both hands. Her hands grabbed his face, forcing him to look deep into her blue eyes. ``You're so cute like this.'' The black rabbit's lips embraced his own before he could answer.

Slow rocking turned to precious pounding against his prostate. Eric winced, his head loose in her hands while Skiv took everything from him. Her teeth gnawed at his lip, pulling it back just enough to let go before it hurt. Every thrust pushing him at that edge as pre-cum dripped like a river down his cock and traveled down his thigh.

``J-Jack it,'' Eric stammered, reaching for his cock. She held his hand aloft, relentlessly pounding him as his rod stood helpless to anything but the air drying her saliva across it. ``Skiv, please, I'm so close.''

``You've gotten over it with the cage. You don't need to touch your cock. That nice, hard, pulsing erection.'' Her words rattled his brain. Eric closed his eyes and grit his teeth, focusing on the building pleasure. He cried out under his breath, the wave pulsing through his body as his stomach matted with seed. ``There it is,'' She chuckled, not stopping. ``You can't even hold out when I'm facking you. Not that it matters, we don't stop until I'm satisfied.''

She didn't. The bed rumbled with every thrust, slamming his head against the pillow. Eric's body went limp, pleasure rushing through him until she screamed out and filled his insides. With a long winded sigh, the black rabbit pulled out and turned over beside him, her chest heaving with each breath. ``Can't believe you let me choke you.''

``I knew you wouldn't go too far.'' Though the strain on his neck told Eric they shouldn't do it again. ``Skiv, about the mall. I...you...you were right.'' It hurt his throat more to say it. ``Back when I first saw you, I thought you were like that hyena in the game. I didn't have good opinions of people in the outskirts. I didn't have good opinions on anything, but they were a joke to me. A fantasy. But you, you're not that, not to me. And-''

``Oh for facks sake. That wasn't a hatefack you idiot.'' Skiv curled up, spooning Eric tight, ``I was worried about you when those thugs came. Was I mad? Of facking course I was mad. But you're...different from most classers I see. You're trying to be more tolerant of people like me, and even if it came from a bad place, it don't mean it isn't helpful.''

Against her chest, with those words raining down, Eric felt more comfortable than he'd ever been. He wanted to close his eyes and rest underneath her hold. But he had to tell her about Arthur, about her own mother. ``Skiv, I think I know who kidnapped you. And who he really is.''

***

Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the recording. Night and day he found himself glued to it, repeating the instance over and over. One woman, a raccoon nearing middle age, moved with the grace of a dancer but with the lethality of a complex droid. He had to slow the frames when she entered the holding cell where Eric's pet had been held. Otherwise one blink would miss the performance.

Shear precision. No wasted movement came when she twisted and snapped her foot across the equine's face. He reversed and played back that moment, amping the volume just to hear the snap.

The front door creaked open, ``Young Master, your dinner-''

``Close it!'' Arthur shouted, hurtling his pillow to the door. ``I'll come down when I'm ready, you worthless whore!'' His cries echoed in the chamber of his room, and down the halls. Not that anyone would hear. Any step siblings he had were either away, or lost in their own amusements.

Not that this was an amusement. No, Arthur watched it again and again in fascination. Who was this woman? Why did she rescue the rabbit? Why did she seem so beautiful? He couldn't even question the erection tenting his pants, nor the urge to jack it. Arthur refused to touch it, not until he saw more of this raccoon.

Not until they were entwined.

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