Anniversary - Pt. 3 (Bunnie x Antoine)

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Fine.

Everything's fine.

So the badnik re-purposing plan didn't quiiiiiiiite pan out like you'd hoped. Dr. Ellidy *did* say that the results could be unpredictable without utilizing red star rings.

Thank goodness Rotor and Amy were able to control the situation before it got TOO out of hand.

You hoped.

Those distressing rumbles coming from down the hall hadn't done much to soothe your nerves.

But it's ok.

Things are ok.

You just needed to keep telling yourself that.

"Sally?"

The chipmunk princess snapped out of her reverie, quickly glancing at the console that called out to her as she rekindled her thoughts. "Hm? Yes, Nicole?" The screen flashed as a 3D topographical model of the shattered planet appeared, prominently displaying a blue arrow slowly approaching a blinking red circle. A brown-and-black furred lynx materialized onto the map, gesticulating towards the flickering marker as her chipper voice rang through the terminal speaker.

"We'll be entering the purported airspace of the Soumerica Egg Base within twenty minutes. I've gone ahead and began dropping altitude so that we can avoid early detection."

Sally nodded towards her personal friend and AI assistant in confirmation. "Thank you." She reviewed for the umpteenth time the notes she took from her and Nicole's tactical meeting this morning. "At least we're still somewhat on schedule....Nicole, could you go ahead and find out where Bunnie and Antoine are? They still need to be briefed on the plan."

"Right away, Sally." The digital cat closed her eyes momentarily as she reached out through the ship's systems and surveillance, easily pinpointing the requested Freedom Fighters in a heartbeat. "I've requested that they join us here on the bridge. They'll arrive within a few minutes."

The chipmunk sighed as she scribbled a few more lines down in the margins. "Ok. That gives me just a bit longer to make sure-"

"Sally."

"And then if they come across the base here, they'll need to-"

"SALLY!"

"Oh! Was there something else? I'm sorry." The princess looked back to the screen, the pencil she had been nibbling absentmindedly dropping from her mouth in surprise.

"Yes. There is." Nicole said curtly as her brow furrowed in concern. "You're worrying far too much about this mission."

Sally averted her eyes nervously. "W-what? No, I'm just being thorough...."

Nicole suddenly disappeared from the screen with a huff, her hard-projection body phasing into existence right next to her startled friend. Before Sally could react, she put a hand up to her forehead, making the chipmunk's skin tingle from the touch as the AI frowned deeply at her. "Your heart rate and blood pressure have been increasing steadily since last night, and your reaction time is irregular. You haven't even eaten since last night...unless you count the 3.5 pencils you've chewed apart today."

Sally blushed deeply as she thumbed over the deep dents in her current writing utensil. "Bad habits die hard..."

Nicole's features softened. "Sally, I know that you're still feeling guilty about what happened last time...But we know what to expect now. Between all the research we've done going in and the fact that we've got the whole team here just in case, there's no way that things will go wrong again. I'm 100% certain of that."

The princess managed a small smile. "You're right, I've myself get psyched out, for all the good it does me." She sighed, "I just can't help but feel SOMETHING'S off though...that I'm forgetting something important. It keeps nagging in the back of my head."

"Whatever it is, I'm sure that it's nothing that can't wait until later," Nicole said matter-of-factly as she removed her hand. "You did calm down somewhat, though I'd strongly recommend finding something to help you de-stress, to relieve some of this tension you've-"

"Knock knock y'all! Anybody home?"

Sally turned to see the large doors of the Sky Patrol's bridge sliding closed behind Bunnie and Antoine as they briskly walked in, joining her at the terminal where she and Nicole were. "Oh, great! Now that you're here, we can go over the mis..." Just as she began to launch into her explanation, Sally noticed Antoine was breathing rather raggedly for what should've been a short trip to the bridge. And now that she thought about it...did Bunnie usually shower this late in the day? She looked like she had just gotten out of the bath...

Sally flushed hot as a realization clicked together in her mind. "I-I'm sorry if I was interrupting anything-"

Antoine arched an eyebrow, perplexed. "Quoi? Ma princess, you were not being interrupting anything."

Sally blinked. "Wait, really?"

Bunnie shook her head, "Naw, Sally-girl. Truth be told, ah was about finished up anyway."

The princess fought to keep her jaw from dropping right then and there. "I...see. W-well, in any case, Nicole and I need to go over what today's mission will be. Nicole, if you please..."

"Of course." Nicole projected holographic scans of the area on the table as her and Sally laid out the plans they had forged earlier.

Following the destruction of her mining operation, Thunderbolt had fallen back to her original hidden base to regroup and reconstruct the destroyed Super Badnik that had been a casualty of the failed attempt to trap the Freedom Fighters. Naturally, it would also be the most likely place for one of the Gaia Shrines would be, and after the last incident, would be much more heavily fortified. Therefore, the plan would be to take the Sky Patrol in low and quiet until they reached the outermost periphery of the most likely location of the base. From there, Bunnie and Antoine would begin on-foot reconnaissance to locate either the shrine or the base, then immediately report back. Based on what they found, the team could then decide what the best course of action would be in either disabling the base or claiming the Gaia Shrine.

By the time Sally finished outlining all the details, Nicole chimed in with an update. "Everyone, we're only three minutes from the infiltration zone."

Thanks Nicole," Sally nodded before turning back to Antoine and Bunnie. "Go ahead and take up positions near the airlock. I'll let you know when we're ready."



Bunnie and Antoine were soon standing at the ready in front of the cargo dock, with the coyote anxiously fiddling with the hilt of a freshly-sharpened saber while his wife stretched and tested her joints one last time.  All too soon, Sally's voice cut through the dull roar of the engines just outside. "Remember, just find one or the other and come straight back! Don't engage unless it's absolutely necessary!"

Bunnie clicked her heel on the steel floor impatiently. "Don't y'all worry so much. We'll be done an' back by dinner, y'hear?"

"Alright...opening the airlock!"

The cascading rush of air quickly drowned out any sound the speaker could make as the doors opened, revealing the blur of lush tropical jungle underneath. Though slowed considerably from their usual flight velocity, the treetops still whizzed by with dizzying speed, causing Antoine to gulp.

"Zut alors...I thought ze princess said that we would be coming in low..."

"Aw, don't worry shug," Bunnie comforted, scooping her husband up in her arms. "I ain't gonna let go." She knelt down, gripping Antoine tightly against her chest. "Though yer gonna want to hold on tight." Antoine barely had time to wrap his arms around her shoulders before she kicked off powerfully, leaping out of the gangplank in a mighty bound and straight into the open air.

"SacreeeebleeEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

As soon as she cleared the Sky Patrol, Bunnie locked her heels together, her sole-mounted thrusters kicking on with a loud POP. Quickly correcting her bearing, she guided her trajectory from a swift free-fall to a graceful soar, jetting over the treetops with ease. Antoine attempted to calm down as he let the rabbit handle the flying for once, trying hard as he could to ignore the still-approaching ground. Within a few minutes, Bunnie had managed to slow herself down enough to attempt a landing. Gently, she eased off on the thrust until she dipped down to the forest floor, landing with a soft thud. Antoine gingerly opened an eye. "Ze flying is done now, no?"

Bunnie giggled in reply. "Yeah, sugah-Twan. Safe 'n sound on solid ground." She set him down, letting him get his land legs again with a brief wobble as she looked up at the early afternoon sun. "Best we not stick around long, though. We got a lotta ground to cover and time ain't on our side."

The coyote checked over his sword, making sure that nothing had fallen during the flight. "Oui. Let us be going."

The next several hours passed fairly uneventfully, save for the one time Antoine managed to expertly stumble into a sizable spiderweb. However, though they found no sign of the Egg Base or its inhabitants yet, the couple quickly found themselves beset by a much more ever-present adversary.

"Oh mah STARS, it's hotter than than hades's pepper patch out here." Bunnie groused, wiping sweat from the back of her neck. "Ah'm sweatin' like a stuck pig over here. How you holdin' up, sugah?"

"Tres...bon...." panted Antoine, his tongue lolling and dripping as he trudged on. He licked his lips, parched from the heat and humidity. "Maybe we should be findings some water, no?"

Bunnie shook her head, her moisture-matted bangs drooping down into her eyes. "No can do, hon. We still ain't seen hide nor hair of the base or shrine yet." She leaned over, giving him an encouraging peck on his cheek. "Just a bit longer though. Ah'm sure we'll find it soon. Besides..." Bunnie trailed off, savoring a deep whiff of her husband's heat-enhanced scent. "It ain't *all* bad..."

Antoine inhaled sharply, suddenly aware of Bunnie's tantalizing, sweat-slicked cleavage prominently on display from her tilted pose. "Ma chérie, perhaps it would being best to not getting...distracted just yet."

"Huh...? OH! Oh, yer right...sorry, shug." Bunnie stammered, coming out of her momentary daze. She fidgeted with the lower edge of her leotard as she realized that Antoine was most likely just as affected as she was. "Best we get this over with before this heat drives us both crazy."

"D'accord." Antoine nodded, unsheathing his saber as he peered ahead at the thick underbrush. "I shall be leading from here."  They pressed onward into the jungle, Antoine expertly slicing away wide swaths of tangled vines and woody saplings as his blade flicked and twirled through the air. Her husband's experienced swordplay rarely failed to mesmerize Bunnie, her eyes following the shimmering arc as it danced to and fro. However, the rabbit found herself focusing less on the movement of the saber and more on the toned, trim back of the coyote in front of her. Though not nearly as broadly built as some of the others aboard the Sky Patrol, Antoine's disciplined body was athletically lean, honed just a sharply as the weapon he wielded. Each thrust, each turn, each flex was a miniature showcase of muscle and dexterity, and Bunnie drank it in eagerly. She couldn't resist biting her lip as a particularly acrobatic flourish made his tail sway dramatically, giving her a particularly magnificent view of his tight butt. The exertion and sweat had also strewn his straw-colored hair wildly, making his already dashing countenance even more rakish than ever. The models on her Jo Beaverly novels had NOTHING on her man, that she knew for certain as the smoldering desire left from breakfast flared up anew.

Meanwhile, Antoine found himself wrapped up in his own dilemma. Though he was truly trying his best to concentrate on the task at hand, the quick glances behind him to check on his wife were making it especially difficult. She had not been kidding about the sweltering sauna-like warmth of the deep jungle carrying unexpected benefits. Between the ill-timed shower before they left and the sheer humidity, Bunnie was practically drenched. Her normally plush ponytail and pert bangs hung limply in the heat, draping over an eye and giving her an air of alluring beauty. Moreover, her leotard was soaked through with sweat, its already close fit now practically skintight. Nothing was left to the imagination now as it clung to her frame, accentuating every curve of her breasts and the top of her hips. Moreover, the stretchy material seemed to be in active rebellion; every few steps brought the top of the garment lower and lower as she marched along to Antoine's pace, the faint pink edge of Bunnie's areolae peeking out teasingly before she hiked her clothing back up. There was no end of frustration between her legs as well; both front and back required constant adjustment as the material shifted out of place, threatening to give Antoine quite the show. If that wasn't enough, the trained ears that the soldier had been actively seeking out any suspicious sounds with were fixated on the out-of-breath panting coming from behind him, driving his thoughts back to the interesting morning he'd had. Antoine swallowed hard, willing himself back to reality.

As the couple wandered deeper and deeper into the dense forest, so did Bunnie's train of thought. The captivating display before her caused the memories from breakfast to flood back into her mind. Being bent over the counter, too enraptured in desire to even think straight. Antoine pleasuring himself behind her, prolonging her spiraling lust as he thrust in between her buttocks. Had Rotor just left them alone for a while longer...

...Just even a few moments longer, Antoine thought. He was lost in reminiscence of the earlier bedroom encounter, just before Cream had interrupted them. His back arching off the bed, muscles straining as he yelled and grunted foreign oaths. His wife swallowing up his aching manhood with both her breasts and mouth over and over again. Her silken fur, her velvety tongue, endlessly stimulating every last inch of him as she eagerly went down on his shaft. He cried out, begging her to never stop...

...she cried out, begging him to stop teasing her, grinding her hips against him pleadingly as her urges strained at her sense of reason. Passionate fluids streamed down her legs, her most delicate place yearning for its mate to plunge deeply into her. Finally, Antoine relented, withdrawing from between her cheeks and pressing himself against her dripping entrance. Slowly, her lips parted as she accepted his shaft...

...slowly, her lips parted as she accepted his shaft, once again taking his manhood into her mouth after taking a moment to catch her breath while she massaged his lower head with her vibrating bionic hand. This time she took long, slow strokes, her lips and tongue tightly drawn around him as she followed through all the way to the hilt...

...deeper and deeper he ventured into her, slowly sliding inch after inch into her until she had taken him to the hilt. Bunnie had gone mute from the ecstasy coursing through her, her legs violently shaking as he withdrew, only to thrust powerfully back into her...

...mouth as she pumped him faster and faster, her ample mounds tightly enveloping him as her head bobbed down again and again as she hungrily sucked...

...him back in, her folds a snug fit as he filled her entirely, each thrust sending surges of pleasure through her body...

...bucked and spasmed as she desperately milked him, hungry for his seed...

...filling her womb, her mind blanking as climax...

...rushed ever closer, so close...

...almost...

...there...

"THERE! I HEARD SOMETHING OVER THERE!"

Bunnie and Antoine both gasped in shock, breaking out of the impassioned daydream to find themselves overlooking a large, camouflaged steel bunker hidden away in the dense forest. Urgent voices called out distressingly close by as the couple panicked.

"Shoot! We gotta hide, sugah!"

Antoine hurriedly scanned their surroundings, searching for any suitable place that could offer possible cover. For once, luck was on his side today as he spotted a huge, rotted out tree not far from their position. "Bunnie, zis way!" Grabbing her hand, they bolted for the hollowed-out trunk, having just barely enough room to stand and press themselves up against the decaying wood. Antoine gripped his saber tightly, every nerve on edge as he struggled to still his breathing. Bunnie stood nearer to the entrance, her palm blaster already charged and at the ready in case anything or anyone decided to poke its head in.

The rabbit swore under her breath; she'd let her imagination run away with her, and look where it'd gotten them. The last thing she needed was to be discovered like this, dripping with sweat and pent up like no tomorrow. She leaned against the wall, pressing an ear to the wood as she tried to find how far their pursuers were behind them without giving away their position.

Meanwhile, he coyote couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight in front of him. Tight pink spandex rode up along glorious curves of golden fur and polished metal, leaving only a thin strip of material barely obscuring the view of Bunnie's magnificent buns. Antoine's mind spun. The guards. The daydream. The danger. The bedroom. The guns. The cream. The heat. The ass...

Hands moved on their own. Legs stepped forward unbidden. Sword leaned against the wall forgotten. Head addled from lust and heat and adrenaline. Still cautiously leaning against the wall, Bunnie bristled in surprise as a pair of hands took firm hold of her hips. Bunnie hissed in rebuke. "Sugah-Twan, what are y'all doin?! Ah can't-NNNF!" The rabbit's protests were cut short as something rock hard and blazing hot slipped in between her thighs, immediately causing her to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out. The sudden, powerful shock of sensation arched her back up against her husband’s chest, causing her to look down at the throbbing, eager erection that was nestled in between her legs. Driven by her own pent-up urges, every twitch and movement was amplified tenfold by the roughness of her sweat- and nectar-soaked leotard. Before she could say another word, Antoine began sliding his member back and forth, the top of his shaft spreading her lower lips as he desperately humped his wife. Electricity danced along every inch of her as each stroke drove his head across her pearl. Soft moans escaped her with each motion. "Ant-An-ahn-tw-ah-oh...Antoi-AH~!"

"Spread out! They can't have gotten far!"

The sudden shout snapped Bunnie back to reality. "Ant, stop! They're gonna hea-mm!"

Bunnie's eyes went wide as Antoine covered her mouth with a gloved hand, stifling her objections as his frenzied thrusting continued unabated. The unexpected action sent her reeling. In all her time with him, she had never known him to be so insistently forceful, and yet now that same coyote was so furiously grinding himself against her dripping womanhood, desperate for the release he had been denied so many times today. The wild passion, the animalistic relentlessness, the vulnerable situation...

...was making her FAR more aroused than she could've imagined.

Antoine's own wits had come back somewhat, though his thrusting hadn't abated in the slightest. One hand still provided guidance as he pulled out once again, his shaft slick with her juices as his hips ceaselessly slammed against his wife's. The slippery yet coarse texture of the wet leotard was incredible, tickling his skin yet not scouring it as he pleasured himself. It felt far too good to stop...and yet he worried he'd gone too far, forcing this on Bunnie when they were supposed to be hiding for their lives. She'd even told him to stop, and yet the restrained passion that had been building through the day could no longer be resisted spurring his pace ever faster. He hoped she would forgive him- wait. Why did his fingers suddenly feel so warm?

Bunnie's struggled to restrain her panting breath as her tongue slid along Antoine's hand, her lust overcoming her as she gave in to the impulses she could no longer control. The taste of his sweat and scent filled her head as she sucked on his fingers, her mind blanking as the heat blazing through her body pushed her over the limit. Bunnie let herself become putty in her husband's hands, suddenly bucking her hips against Antoine as she succumbed to her repressed urges. She looked back over her shoulder at Antoine as any apprehension he had evaporated instantaneously, a look of utter desire burning in her eye as her tongue lolled freely.

Sudden footsteps crunched underbrush right outside, causing both of them to freeze in panic. The couple held their breath as a light cut through the shade of their hiding spot, illuminating the back wall. Antoine didn't dare try to reach for his sword, not willing to risk them catching any possible movement. The moments stretched on for an eternity.

"All clear. Wherever they went, they're not here."

Somehow, miraculously, the troop moved on, unaware of the sweat-drenched, silently grateful pair left behind in the dim light of the hollow trunk. Antoine was first to finally exhale with a violent shudder, hoping that the patrol was far enough away. That was close, far, FAR too close. He released his hold on Bunnie, holding his chest in an effort to calm his still-pounding heart. "Ahn, qui était horrible...are you being okay, ma-AWP!"

Bunnie's metal hand roughly grabbed the crossed belts of Antoine's sash, yanking him onto her as she leaned back against the wall of their hideout. Before he knew what was happening she had forced her tongue into his mouth, aggressively kissing and nipping as his lips as her free hand grabbed his member and began violently pumping. The coyote fought for breath at the sudden rush of action, his wife’s frenzied stroking nearly pushing him over the edge just before she clenched down, blocking any release as she let him come up for air.

"Ah'm surprised at you sugah...treatin' a lady like you just did."

"Ah, ma amour..." Bunnie silenced him with another quick squeeze.

"Uh uh, no sweet-talkin' yer way outta this one. Takin' advantage of poor li'l ole gal, poundin' the daylights out of her while she can't get a word in edgewise, just usin' her as ya please..." Her grip relented on his shaft, delicately sliding her fingertips along the surface as she released him. "Drivin' her plum crazy, thrustin' away like some mad beast...only one way someone like you can make up for that."

She yanked aside the well-worked cloth between her legs, revealing her dripping slit. "Y'all better be ready t' finish what ya started. Give it to me HARD, hon."

Antoine needed no further urging. Trembling, he pushed against her, her urgency accentuated by the hold she still had on his sash. Slowly, his head forced her lips apart, the velvet entrance drawing him deeper and deeper. Finally, at long last, they could finally find the release they so desperately needed. Her walls clamped down on him as in as he moaned from the warm sensation.


"A-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"



*crunch-RIIIIIIIP!*

Antoine's moan became a raucous yell as the low ceiling of the rotted tree disappeared in an instant. Towering above them was a monstrous contrivance of metal; a stout body perched atop jointed, spidery legs, brandishing wicked claws on one arm and a powerful saw on the other, with sensor-tipped tendrils snaking through the air in front of the machine. A loud voice boomed out from the underside of the new Super Badnik. "INTERLOPERS. DROP WHATEVER WEAPONS YOU POSSESS AND LIE ON THE GROUND. SUBMIT OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES OF DEFYING EGG ARMY ORDERS. THIS WILL BE YOUR ONLY WARNING."

"ALERT! ALERT! SALLY, THEY'VE DEPLOYED A SUPER BADNIK!" All consoles back on the Sky Patrol flashed angry red warnings and Nicole blared what her sensors had detected out in the jungle.

Sally grabbed for an intercom, slamming down the transmit button as she screamed into the mic. "Sonic! Bunnie and Antoine are still out on their mission and aren't responding to hails!" Though her voice was resolute, panic tinged her thoughts as all her fears seemed to be coming true. "Position is 1800 meters West, 500 meters South! Get out there and support in any way possible!"

"On it, Sal! Keep the motor running for me!" the cocky hedgehog's voice rang back, not an instant before a blue streak took off from the underside of the ship. Sonic jetted through the forest with ease, dodging trees and rocks as he sped along the directions Sally had given him. His confident words aside, he couldn't help but feel a bit on edge from the tone of the princess's voice. He knew that the last time that they had been to Soumerica, a trip that they'd had to make without him, the mission had gone bad. REAL bad. By the time he'd come back, the entire team was laid up in the infirmity, badly beaten by a combination of a heavily trapped location and a trio of powerful badniks.

Sonic sped up a bit more.

Suddenly, an explosion shattered the relative silence of the jungle, the burst of air rocking the treetops and making the ground reverberate from the force. A billow of smoke slowly rose into the sky before Sonic's eyes."

"Oh SHOOT! Hold on guys, I'm coming!"

The hedgehog was like lightning, distance meaning nothing before the speed he now ran at. In an instant, he had reached the base of the cloud, though his mind took significantly longer to catch up to the sight before him. Whatever HAD been standing here, it wasn't now. Sonic looked around for any sign of his friends. He zipped around the crater, scanning the edges of the forest. Finally, he spotted something; two figures marching towards a hidden base tucked away into the treeline. As the smoke cleared, he could finally make out the outlines of Bunnie and Antoine, both of them making a beeline for what Sonic assumed was the new Egg Base. He called out as he rushed after them.

"Yo! Guys! Wait up!" He frowned, confused when they made no indication of slowing down after hearing the hedgehog's call. He quickly caught up with them, screeching  to a halt spreading his hands wide in front of them "Hey hey, where's the fire?"

"Outta the way, sugah-hog."

"Rester à l'écart, Sonic."

That...was not what Sonic was expecting. He tried to pull them back as they strode past, dead-set on venting whatever frustration still remained after thoroughly trashing the Super Badnik. "Woah! Hang on a second!" Finally, he managed to get them to stop just shy of the outer perimeter of the base. "Look, I know I'm the last person to talk about slowing down, but Sally's really worried about you guys. Before we storm this place, let's go check back in with her, okay?"

Bunnie and Antoine shot each other wild, determined glances before finally settling back on Sonic. Bunnie heaved a sigh while Antoine nodded.

"Fine. Lead the way, hon."

Sonic took off like a shot back the way he came as Bunnie and Antoine followed by air not far after him. The sun slowly began to set on the scene of violence left behind, as daylight dimmed over the piles of molten slag and ribboned metal left in the wake of two VERY frustrated lovers.

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