Anniversary - Pt. 1 (Bunnie x Antoine)

A whiff of vanilla.

The tang of freshly grated zest.

The odors danced and mingled in the air invitingly.

Your hands are a blur of activity. A shell is broken cleanly, effortlessly. Ingredients are measured to immaculate proportion. Blended to perfect consistency.

You were a man of several talents, talents shared by many, and in some cases, surpassed in.

But this...

This was YOUR art.

And you are a MASTER.

The pan has been heated to the precise temperature you need. The palette has been primed. Now, it is time to paint.

You grab the next ingredient, the base for your opus.

Your heart turns to iron as you glance over the package.

The pan clangs against the floor.

There must be some mistake.

Ice flows through your veins as you read the letters:

M

A

R

G

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"NON!"

	Antoine awoke with a start, sweat beading upon his brow as he blinked himself back to consciousness. Daylight streamed in through portholes set into the walls, bathing the bedroom in a warm glow.

"Curse zat horrid dream..."

	He rubbed the corners of his eyes, grunting as he shooed the remnants of a nightmare from his mind. Thank goodness it had been recurring less and less as of late...

"Late...?"

	The coyote's eyes sprung open as it hit him. Judging from the light outside and the the gentle hum vibrating through the air, it was already well into the morning. He grumbled at his tardiness. How could he have been so undisciplined as to let so much of the day go to waste? Slumping down with a sigh, he let his view sink as well.

Oh.

That's how.


	The still-sleeping form of Bunnie Rabbot lay across him, her head resting on his chest and the covers cocooned around them both. Antoine often woke to find his wife in this position, snuggled up to his body and basking in the cozy warmth. Her breath tickled his fur as her chest rose and fell, causing her crooked left ear to bounce gently.

"Ma chérie..."

	His gentle urging budged her not one inch. He couldn't help but smile; whereas he had a soldier's conditioning to rise with the sun, she was very much the heavy sleeper. He'd wondered before if it was a side effect of the strain her bionic left arm and legs took on her body; however, it was hard to worry too much when he got to wake up to Bunnie's sweetly sleeping face every morning. Her nose twitched occasionally; was she dreaming as well? He hoped he wasn't taking her away from something too wonderful as he stroked her bed-strewn hair. "Ma chérie, eet is past morning already. Should we not being up by now?"

	"Mmmmnn..." Bunnie moaned softly as she slowly stirred. Beautiful olivine eyes fluttered open, meeting her husband's bright blues. She stretched and yawned, trying to stifle it with her bent ear before settling back down against Antoine with a dozy smile on her face. "Mornin', shug."

Antoine pecked the tip of her ear as she leaned into continued head rubs. "Bonjour, ma belle. Happy anniversary."

	The rabbit leaned forward, pressing her lips against her husband's. Antoine loved it when she kissed him; it was like her warmth and love was channeled through her lips, gentle and reassuring all at once. She drew back, still slightly bleary from just waking up. "Happy anniversary, sugah-Twan. Guess my beauty sleep ran a li'l longer than ah thought."

	"Oui, but I would not be trading zis moment for anything in ze world," he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her. "C'est adorable." He squeezed her closer against his body, bringing her face-to-face with him. "So, how should we spend our day zen? I could starting on breakfast, we could relax in ze garden, we could...we..."

	Bunnie shifted, settling herself on top of Antoine as she leaned up, allowing the covers to loosen and fall away. A set of heaving, bountiful breasts rose into view, making Antoine's eyes widen as her bright pink nipples stood out against her golden fur. He could feel her weight press down on him as she situated her hips right on top of his groin. Sunlight glimmered in her sultry eyes as she squeezed her bosom against his body, her breath hot against his face. "Well...ah know how we *could* start it off...if ya don't mind sleepin' in just a tad longer."

The coyote gulped, trying and failing to meet her eyes as two juicy, tantalizing distractions poked him in the chest. "D'accord..."

	The rabbit laughed brightly as she pulled her husband in for another kiss, her lips once again meeting his as she cradled his head in her non-bionic arm. He responded in kind, drawing her closer into the amorous embrace and squeezing her tighter against his body as he felt passions stirring in his loins. She finally pulled him away, looking deeply into his eyes as she caught her breath before quickly diving back in, her tongue meeting his as their kisses deepened in fervor. She pushed him back onto the pillows as her mouth wrestled with her husband's, fighting to taste him more as he pulled her down on him. His hands stroked and massaged her back, urging her on as she began to grind against him, impassioned moans escaping them both. Antoine broke off this time, kissing along her neck as she giggled from the tickling sensation. "J'ai envie de toi..." he breathed into her fur.

	"Nnnn...Sugah-Twan, y'all know ah don't understand what yer sayin' when ya get like this." she managed, lightly gasping as Antoine began heading south. "Although, *this* is speakin' loud and clear!" she said as she slid off of him and drew back the covers, freeing his raging erection to spring forth proudly upright. Antoine gasped at the sudden rush of cool air hitting his manhood, his wife's voluptuous body and aggressive affections long since putting him at full mast. She playfully ran a fingertip along its length, her soft touch causing it to twitch and Antoine to shudder. "Land sakes, shug, you could split wood with this thing." Bunnie gently held the end of the shaft, toying with the head as she cooed. "Mmm...shame on me for painin' ya so. Makin' you hold back this thick...hard...beast for so long..." She leaned back onto his waist, getting comfortable as she slowly began to slide her hand down the tender skin of his member. "Don't you worry, shug. Ah'll take good care of ya..."

	Antoine fought to steady his breathing as Bunnie's velvety touch made his erection pulse harder than ever, eagerly quivering against her palm. Still, she measured her pace deliberately, each stroke of her hand sliding all the way up his shaft, lingering just a moment at the tip, before traveling back down, feeling every feature and fold, until she had his throbbing member by the base, it's girth filling her grip easily. The rabbit watched her partner's face carefully as she pleased him, noting every gasp and grunt of pleasure and making sure to spend a little more time at that spot on the next stroke.

	"Yer so cute like this..." she crooned, her fingers dancing around the base of his manhood. "Maybe ah should give you yer anniversary present early."

Antoine crooked an eyebrow inquisitively, still breathing quickly. "Quoi?"

	Bunnie stopped stroking, shifting her weight to her organic arm as she held up her bionic limb, the burnished lilac alloy of her arm ending in a padded, silken glove she covered her metal hand with at night. "Just a li'l somethin' I had Tails help me fix up. Only had to fib a bit about what it was for." She couldn't help but laugh, blushing slightly. "He thinks it'll help with the cooking...thank heavens for innocent young'uns, huh?" She placed the soft glove against his shaft once more. "Now...ah think it just had to twist like this?"

	With a sudden jolt, Antoine jerked against the bed as Bunnie's hand began vibrating, his erection buzzing with electrifying pleasure. His back arched involuntarily as she resumed her loving motions, taking her time to focus on each and every inch of his member. The coyote was full-on panting at this point, his body straining against the sheets. The velvety glove tickled as it glided along his skin, the smooth sensation enhanced by the rapid vibration underneath making the feeling both incredible and unbearable all at once. He found himself thrusting against her hand, bucking each time she squeezed a little harder around him. "M-mon amour, eetz too much...I'm-I can't..."

	Bunnie let go of him quickly, switching off the vibration. "Uh uh, sugah-Twan. You ain't finished just yet, not before ah REALLY get started." She positioned herself in between his legs, laying down on her stomach with her husband's burgeoning manhood right in front of her. She regarded it fondly, its rigid fullness filling her with the satisfaction that she could arouse Antoine this much. A small trickle of precum was already leaking from the tip, glistening in the morning sun. She licked her lips as she moved to hover over his member. "Sorry hun, but I'm gonna dig in early today. A gentleman always lets the lady go first, after all."

	With that, she eagerly went down on him, his impressive shaft sliding into her mouth as Antoine let out a long, low groan of elation. Inch by inch slipped past her lips as she savored the taste of her man, slightly salty but burning hot from his passion, her tongue slicking the underside of his member as he entered her. Just as easily as she took him in, she allowed all but the tip of his manhood to slide back out, the coyote's hips shakily settling back down on the bed as she did so. She smirked as she flicked her tongue along the head, lapping up the trickle of his juices that had collected. The unique flavor filled her head as it ran down her throat; its musky, vaguely bitter flavor spurring fresh tension in her own loins as she popped he tip from her mouth. "Mmmmmm...lovin' the flavor, shug. You enjoyin' the ride so far?"

Antoine managed a shaky reply, a dumb grin wreathing his face, "O-oui! Très bien!"

	That was all she needed to hear. "Good, cause ah ain't gonna be satisfied with just a taste." She bobbed her head back down, taking him even deeper than before. Her tongue spun and caressed as she went, cleaning every last bit of him as she rocked forward. Up and down, over and over she ravished him with her mouth, Antoine's moans and oaths urging her further and further down his shaft. She didn't allow him even a moment to acclimate to he sensation, sometimes running the tip against the inside of her cheek, others tilting her head to slide her curled tongue along his girth. As if the sheer pleasure surging from between his legs wasn't enough, he was transfixed by the gaze of smouldering passion his wife gave him, her shimmering, green eyes locked with his as she lovingly pleasured her husband. Taking a deep breath, she braced against his legs as her mouth yielded to him, allowing him to plunge all the way to the hilt. Even as he involuntarily bucked against her, she continued her endeavors, her lips tightly wrapped around the base as his pulsing erection filled her throat. Eventually, the need for fresh air kicked in, making her reel back to breathe.

	"Haaahnn..haah...boy, you sure know how to put a gal through her paces..." She marveled at the still-towering member, slick with saliva and precum. "And you're still goin' stronger n' ever..." Antoine nodded emphatically, his body covered in sweat and jerking from the interrupted climax brought on from her withdrawal.

	Bunnie gave him a determined smirk. "Well then, guess ah ought to put my best assets to work." The coyote's eyes went wide as she picked herself up and slid forward, nestling his member in between her voluptuous breasts.  He exhaled as she settled down, the plush softness wrapping around him leaving him lost for words. Pleased with his reaction, she squeezed her mounds tighter around him, tickling his skin with her soft fur and sending shivers down his body. The feeling only intensified as she began to massage him in between her cleavage, using her hands to keep a snug grip around him as she slid against him. Bunnie started off slowly, allowing full, slow strokes along the full length of his shaft. Gradually, she began working in earnest, her breasts bouncing more and more rapidly in tandem with Antoine's eager thrusts. Again, the rabbit kept her technique varied, switching between toe-curling tip-to-base caresses and spasm-inducing grinding motions as she relentlessly titfucked him. "H-how's that shug? Fit to burst yet?"

	A stream of broken French issued from Antoine as he pounded against her jiggling flesh. "Ngh! Plu...sfort! Pl-vite! Vite!" He made no attempt to restrain his bucking hips anymore, the constant stimulation of her slick fur around his manhood driving him mad with pleasure. Bunnie redoubled her efforts, her breasts slapping against his hips as she vigorously pumped his manhood. An idea sprung to her mind as she felt the tension in his loins building.

"Sugah-Twa~aan....does it feel good?" she asked teasingly, squeezing his member even tighter.

"Ou-YES! FANT-gn! FANTASTIQUE!"

"I ain't sure about that...ah wanna hear you *really* holler."

Antoine tiled his head in confusion. "Quoi-aaaaaaAAAA!"

	Bunnie plunged down upon his member, swallowing it up both in between her lips and her breasts as Antoine's passionate cry echoed through the bedroom. She hungrily slurped the end of his shaft, saliva trailing freely down the length and adding fresh lube to the cleavage she aggressively used to fondle her partner. The feeling of him twitching urgently in her mouth caused her to hum in satisfaction; he had to be getting close now. She tightened the grip around her bosom, running her fingers over her erect nipples as the blazing heat of his member fueled the passion in her chest as well. Her tongue swirled around the head of his penis as each stroke of her breasts brought him up into her throat, desperate for another taste of his passion. The craving had been building faster and faster, her desire to more of that heady flavor long since slicking her steel thighs.

	Antoine was already going mad from the burning heat that coursed through him, the pressure in his groin reaching a boiling peak. He wildly thrust against his wife, the pressure from her gorgeous golden mounds only matched by the suction from her lusciously full lips. Faced with such a perfect onslaught, even his endurance had it's limits as he raced towards climax. Barely recalling his sense of chivalry through the white haze of ecstasy, he stammered out, "Ma lapin, I-I am going to-ccuu-"

	Bunnie nodded eagerly, stroking him faster than ever. "C'mon baby, ah want all you got." She mumbled as she went back down on him. "Ragh he-"



*knock knock knock*


"Hello? Miss Bunnie? Are you awake yet?"




	The thrashing couple froze dead where they lay, desperately trying to calm their ragged breathing. A gentle series of taps, audible but only just even in the sudden silence, emanated from the door as Cream knocked as politely as she could. Bunnie slowly turned to wards the door, delicately allowing Antoine to slip from her mouth and spring back into the air.

	"Y-yeah, hon. I'm up. What's wrong?" Bunnie shakily asked. She brushed her unkempt hair from her face, wiping sweat from her brow. She silently prayed the innocent younger rabbit wouldn't catch the slight edge of impatience in her voice.

	If she had, her cheerful response certainly didn't show it. "Oh, nothing's wrong ma'am! I was just worried I was bothering you!" Antoine couldn't hold back a hiss of frustration, drawing a silencing poke from Bunnie.

"Not a bit, darlin'. Did you need anythin'?"

	The couple could practically hear Cream bashfully looking at her feet. "Well...Miss Amy usually helps me shower when I get up, but she's helping Mister Rotor in his shop today, and Miss Sally has been talking to Miss Nicole all morning, and it sounded important, so I thought it would be rude to interrupt..."

Bunnie's chest heaved with a weighty sigh. "Sure, I'll help ya get cleaned up. Just give me a moment, okay shug?

Cream clapped with delight. "Okay! I've got my things right here, so we can go whenever you're ready!"

	Antoine and Bunnie shot each other pained glances as she rolled off the bed, trudging over to the dresser to fetch a nightie and a clean leotard for the day. She quickly wiped herself down with a spare cloth, deliberately avoiding the longing eyes and pitiful expression she could feel staring at her from the bed.

	"Ah know, hon, ah know, I'm sorry...trust me, I'm hurtin' just as bad as you right now," Bunnie soothed in a harried tone. She threw the nightie over her head and hastily tied her hair back in her signature ponytail as she hustled to the door, finally looking back pleadingly at her husband. "Ah promise, I'll make it up to ya and then some at breakfast, okay?"

	Antoine managed a roguish half-grin and a shaky salute, "T'inquiète pas, I will being fine. I will have quite ze appetite by zen, if you know what I am meaning."

"Love you, sugah," Bunnie giggled, blowing him a kiss as she opened the door to meet Cream.

"Je t'aime aussi, ma chérie. See you later."

As the door closed behind her, Antoine slumped back on the pillows, groaning loudly in pent-up frustration. He cast a despairing gaze over his still-erect member, throbbing painfully in the still air.

"Merde..."



Part 2 - http://pastebin.com/4x2McM06