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He didn’t know how it happened, why it happened or when it happened. All he knew was that it only happened to him and him alone. Usually it was always during the day here, but once in a while the sun would take and break and the moon would use this opportunity to become…well, a full moon. The first time it happened, Jax felt like he was going to be sick, not knowing what was going on with him. He excused himself, running to his room, only to realise that his hands were no longer hands, replaced by large giant paws.
But that wasn’t the only thing that changed for him. Suddenly, his bones were bending and twisting, not to the point of agony but enough to make him fall to his knees and gasp for air from the intensity. Suddenly, he wasn’t a normal rabbit anymore. The black of his eyes were gone - the shape forming slit yellow irises. His fur was now more shaggy and softer. His ears had become more longer and pointed. His paws became even larger and had claws emerging from the tips of his fingers that ripped through his gloves – the same happening with his feet, even his tongue was longer, letting over his newly sharp teeth as well as fangs ripping out of his gums. He could feel himself growing taller, broader, tearing through his clothes as his senses heightened along with something else. Something…primal. The moment he got his head together and looked in the mirror, he no longer looked like the model that he first arrived in. No. He was a monster.
In his head, he still felt lucid. But there was another part of him, more emotional, more chaotic, more animalistic but also more vulnerable. He knew at that moment, he couldn’t allow anyone to see him like this.
It happened every full moon (which unfortunately for him, lasted for at least thirty days every two months). Every night, when everyone else was asleep, his new form awoke. He spent that time trying to control his new instincts. He was fine with nesting and a few chirps here and there, but he had to forcibly silence the animal part of him that wanted to race down the halls and dig holes in the ground. Nope! He would not be doing that.
And to his utter and complete delight (and definitely not disappointment at all), he found out that once a month, for a full week, he would experience much more intimate urges. He assumed that he remembered this from animal anatomy in the real world, but during those weeks, he was forced to go through ruts. He surrendered all control during that time. Pure lust took over his brain, grinding against anything that would fulfil his needs, nesting more than he ever did before. But it wasn’t enough, he needed someone to help him through this. Not just for the sex, he needed someone to share that emotional bond with. He needed someone to serve as well. He needed someone to protect. Someone to love…he needed a mate.
Every morning after he sobered up from the night before, he would always slap himself in the face at those types of thoughts. He didn’t need anyone, let alone a goddamn mate! This was just some glitch making him feel overwhelmed.
Besides, he didn’t know how far his feral form would go. If he did have a partner, which he definitely does not want, what if he hurt them? What if he was too rough and they were seriously injured. And who would be stupid enough to want him?! He was awful already without his monster form, seeing him like this would only make everyone hate him more. He just needed to spend his ruts and nights alone, that was the best course of action.
And for a while, everything was under control…then Pomni arrived.
How did one little jester turn his world upside down? The minute he saw her, his mind was screaming mate, mate, mate, mine, mine, mine! He locked the door of his were-rabbit self in the back of his head, he would deal with it later once the day was over. But never had anyone else here flooded his senses the way she did. He knew that some of his monster tendencies transferred over to his day form, but never to a degree like this. Her eyes, her voice, her smell – everything! He wanted her. He wanted her so badly!
The moment night had fallen that day and he transformed, he grinded himself against his paw. He wasn’t even in his rut and he was still acting as though he were smack bang in the middle of it! He was so tempted to run into her room, taste every part of her skin that his tongue could reach and fuck her into the soft mattress of her bed.
But he didn’t, he held back until morning came. He wouldn’t do that to her, after all, he was a monster. Pomni had been here less than a day and had already charmed everyone with her kindness. Someone like her didn’t deserve someone like him.
What he didn’t know however was that since she arrived and threw him for a whirlwind, it seemed to have affected his memory too. How you ask? By forgetting when he would next have his rut.
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.
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Jax groaned as he shut himself in for the night, awaiting his transformation to mould him into his furrier self. He yawned, baring his teeth once he was done, only to feel as if he were struck by lightning. No. No, no, no, no, no, no. This couldn’t be happening, how did he lose track?! His rut was upon him and hit Jax heavier than a boulder. It was ever worse with the new familiar scent across the hall.
Pomni.
He tried to hold onto his scrambled sense of self, to stop this monster from leaving this room and going to her. He didn’t need her! And she didn’t need him! Especially not this version of him! He’s seen how tiny she is! He would tear Pomni apart! He had to get a hold of himself, he had to stay calm and ride this out himself, he had to…he had to…
…Jax growled, licking his fangs as he pushed all doubt to the back of his mind, the part of him that had taken the reins for far too long. He peered down at his now larger limbs and sharp claws, his transformation now complete. His clothes were torn off, leaving his sheath uncovered with his cock hidden within.
He couldn’t stop thinking about Pomni. Her soft skin, her multi coloured eyes, her sweet voice. The urge to have her whimper and beg underneath him as he filled her with his seed over and over was growing stronger by the second.
“Mine.”
He needed her and he needed her now. His nose twitched as he sniffed the air, trying to detect where she was. Leaning onto all fours, he prowled out of his room and used his back leg to shut the door behind him, Pomni’s smell growing stronger once he was outside. Across the hall, her little face was plastered on the door, her scent filling him more as he stalked closer.
With just his claw, he turned it into the lock and creaked open the door, no spare key needed. That’s when he saw her, bundled up under her blankets as she breathed slowly in her sleep. Her scent was overwhelming, like strawberries and blueberries. It was sweet, addicting and had the strong pull of a mate .
A perfect doe for a buck like him.
He shut the door. He had to take this slowly, he didn’t want to scare her away. After all, the thought of harming her made him feel sick. He would never hurt her…unless she asked him to.
He crawled closer to her bed, the jester humming a little in her sleep. Taking a handful of her red and blue sheets, he pulled them down her body gently until it reached her feet. A pleased purr left his throat, she was only in panties and held his plushie against her breasts. How cute.
Her body began to tremble a bit from the lack of warmth, her nipples stiffening as she tried to reach for her covers. She wouldn’t have to worry, he was going to warm her up soon enough.
Another hum left her mouth, with Jax already detailing an image of her making that sound in a very different way in his head. Another waft of her surgery smell filled his nose and he couldn’t help it any longer.
He bent down, breathing his nose to the crook of her neck where some of her hair curled into, breathing in as much as her as he could. A grunt escaped him as he pressed his knees into her mattress. He needed his own scent on her, for her to smell like him. He pressed his cheek onto her skin, rubbing and nuzzling as much as he could while covering her with his body, unaware of the jester stirring underneath him.
Pomni grumbled as she was rudely awoken from her slumber. She couldn’t exactly remember what she was dreaming about, only recalling shoving off her pyjamas - sans her underwear - she was found sleeping nude to be more comfortable. She had also grabbed the Jax plushie from her chest of toys that contained other plush versions of herself and the rest of the cast. She couldn’t help it, he was much softer and cuddly than the others, and it was nice to hold onto something in her sleep.
That was when she felt colder than usual, and felt something unusual in the crook of her neck. Maybe she had tossed and turned in her sleep, resulting in the plushie ending up there. But wait, she was still clutching it in her arms. So what could be…
She opened her eyes, blinking away the sleep and the blurriness as a purple blob started to shift into focus. She let out a strangled gasp at what she saw. A large monstrous looking rabbit with sharp canines and claws had her pressed against his body as he pushed his face into her neck.
She let out a frightened yelp, trying to shuffle away from the monster above her when he suddenly noticed her awoken self. He pulled back, his pupils turning to slits as he grabbed both her wrists and pinned them above her head in one paw, the plush rabbit falling to the ground. Pomni tried to shout, to call out for someone but he placed his other paw over her mouth, muffling any noise.
She writhed and yelled against his paw, frightened tears escaping her eyes. The creature chittered, almost shamefully at how scared she looked. He loosened his grip slightly, not removing his paws just yet. He purred slightly, hoping that it would help calm the jester down.
The jester stopped squirming, panting heavily as she trembled under him. He rubbed his cheek against her hair, his purrs rumbling softly through her. Pomni couldn’t help but relax slightly, the softness of his fur and the gentle noises helped a little bit. But it still didn’t help that there was this monster in her room. He finally removed his paw once he believed that she wouldn’t scream. Pomni whimpered, “W-who are you?”
The monster pulled away again, staring down at her as if he was confused by her question. Perhaps it was her sleep-fogged brain, but the moment she saw his yellow eyes, it finally cleared. The eyes, purple fur, rabbit structure, “Jax?” The rabbit chippered happily, his tail wagging as he nuzzled her hair more. “W-what happened to you?”
He let her wrists go, wishing he could explain to her more about this type of state he turned into every so often. But one of the cons about being in rut was that his words were limited until some of the lust had faded away, only his animalistic mindset was at the front of his brain for now. He let out a low whine, resting his head on top of hers.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to explain right now,” Pomni reassured him, petting his ears slightly. “Are you in pain? I don’t want you to be hurt.” She felt him shake his head, starting to rub again. “Well that’s good”
She could tell that he was still feeling sheepish, like the mental image of a puppy. She lifted her hands from his ears to cup his cheeks, bringing his face close to hers, “I’m okay, sure I was a little scared at first but I don’t think you’re gonna hurt me, right?”
Jax nodded his head in agreement, leaning into her touch.
“See, no matter what’s going on, I’ll be here for you,” Pomni smiled, pressing a small kiss at the tip of his nose.
That little piece of affection made the rabbit’s eyes widen, his tail wagging faster. The moment was tender for a short while, until a small chill made Pomni shiver, each hair on her nude body standing. The clarity of the fact that she was still completely naked finally struck her, making her squeal in embarrassment as she covered her chest with her arms. Her cheeks reddened when she noticed him staring at her breasts, “U-um.”
Deciding to spare her from the small humiliation, Jax flopped his entire body weight onto her as the jester let out a small yelp. His teeth began nibbling the side of her neck to return the affection, Pomni giggled at the sensation, “Jax! That tickles!”
The buck only nipped harder, making Pomni let out a squeal. Jax began rubbing his nose against her skin to scent her again, his fur against her sensitive skin making her laugh more. The more he rubbed and nipped, the more the atmosphere began to shift. Each brush of his fluffy chest against her nipples, and each sharp bite against her neck made Pomni keen and sigh.
Jax could sense the change just from her smell alone, a deeper, richer scent from the pheromones she was giving him. His tongue rolled out his mouth, licking a long, wet stripe from the base of her neck to underneath her jaw, unable to resist tasting her for himself. She tasted just as sweet as he imagined.
Unable to resist a bite , he sank his teeth into her shoulder, teeth piercing through her skin as she let out a cry. When he removed his sharp canines from her appendage, he lapped up at the droplets of blood escaping, staining his teeth.
The jester bit her lip, faintly whimpering from the tingling sensation left on her shoulder as she arched her chest into his, “Please.”
He growled softly, need filling him again. How could he deny her when she asked so nicely?
Cupping her face and stroking her cheeks with his thumbs, he smashed his lips onto hers as she gasped in surprise. She melted into the kiss, moaning softly as his thick tongue explored her mouth, her tongue lightly caressing his as she relaxed into his prodding. She lifted her hips, her smaller structure grinding against his stomach. His lower half pinned her back down to the bed as he ground like an animal against her. Since he was much larger than her, his crotch didn’t receive the same stimulation that she did. But he didn’t care, as long as she was receiving pleasure that was all he cared again as he ground against her clit through her panties.
Pomni whined, heat growing in her stomach from the kisses and the small attention on her clit. But then his tongue went further in her mouth, going past the back of her tongue as it extended down her throat. Pomni whimpered in shock, just how long was his tongue? She gagged slightly as the wet appendage continued to trail, breathing through her nose in order to calm herself. Once she was used to the sensation, she let out a soft whine. It was nice, really nice.
Jax grinded faster when she made that sound, his tongue still stroking down her throat. He groaned as she gripped his fur tighter, everything was already so much and they barely even started. He ceased his hips, chucking at her disappointed whine. Slowly yet gently, Jax pulled his tongue out of her throat and past her lips, licking and savouring the taste. He looked down at her, flushed face and pent up. God she was beautiful, such a perfect mate.
He nipped at the hollow of her throat before his tongue slithered down, stopping at her breasts. His paws followed, his claws trailing across her skin, leaving soft pink marks behind, as he palmed both breasts in each paw. The thumbs of his claws toyed with each red and blue nipple, playing with them as Pomni whined under him. Though his claws were sharp, they only dug in enough to leave a quick sting without drawing blood. But it didn’t make it stop from feeling any less intense. His paws then squeezed round each breast, his tongue darting out and licking the small bud on her right before giving equal attention to the other.
Pomni fisted the sheets below her as his hot wet tongue continued licking over her sensitive nipples. Whenever his warm appendage wasn’t on one breast, his paw would squeeze and fondle the other while his claw played with her nipple.
Her fingers caressed his fur on the back of his head, pressing soft kisses to his forehead as he continued with his ministrations.
The jester let out a small moan when Jax wrapped his lips around her left nipple and sucked, her eyes shutting at the feeling as his teeth nicked at her skin.
It was good. So, so good. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted, needed more. She pressed her hands against his chest, threading her fingers through the soft purple fur. “More,” she whimpered. “More.”
Her heart skipped a beat when Jax snarled, taking both her wrists in his paw again, simply holding them. She swore she could see a faint smirk on his muzzle. She gulped, she really had no idea what he had in store for her.
She jumped when she heard a sound, similar to a knife being sharpened. Only there was no knife, it was Jax sliding his claws together to make that sound, Pomni gulped as she looked at their pointed edges. The tiniest bit of fear twinging on what was mostly lust-filled excitement.
Without letting go of her wrists, he sat up, pulling her onto his lap as he laid back against the pillows of her bed. She was seated on his right leg, his paw wrapped around her middle and pinned her arms to her sides, as though she were a toy. She blushed at the size difference between the two, he could easily crush her right there and then.
With his claws, he reached down to her panties, her lower lips staining the fabric with her arousal. She flushed with embarrassment as he sniffed the air, he could smell her from here couldn’t he?
He licked his chops, his hungry desire for her growing more. He tore one single claw through the fabric, the cool air meeting her exposed, dripping pussy as he threw the garment away. The rabbit grinned when he saw her clit between her folds, already hardened from their foreplay.
Pomni shivered, he was looking at her like a starving wolf about to pounce at a sheep. Ready to jump and devour, and she was trapped without anywhere to move. She felt so small, so vulnerable, anxiety bubbling in her stomach at the thought that she had no clue when he was going to pulse. It only made her pussy drip more.
Jax took his thumb and his forefinger, pushing apart her lips as more of her core was revealed. His knuckles brushed up and down her folds, bumping her clit each time it made contact. Pomni groaned softly, lifting her hips to grind against his fingers, when his paw holding her waist pulled her legs apart. A growl rumbled in his chest, a silent warning. Pomni squirmed, never did she think she would be affected like this.
He kept his paw on her thigh, making sure her legs wouldn’t shut when his thumb circled her clit, moving faster and faster as Pomni began to pant, squeaking when he pinched and rolled it between his fingers. “Oh god!”
Her legs trembled, wanting to snap them shut but his grip was too strong. It was only when he inserted his finger into her did she squeal, her free leg kicking slightly from the stimulation. His paws were already about the size of her upper body, with his fingers nearly being the size of her forearm! How did he manage to get it inside her?! She gasped when he inserted another finger into her, stretching her open as he thrusted them in and out of her, his palm rubbing against her sensitive clit.
“F*ck! F*ck!” she sobbed. “So good, Jax! S-so good!”
She latched her fingers on his paw holding her leg, needing something to keep her stable as his fingers fucked her small hole, tears streaming down her cheeks as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was nearly on the brink of an orgasm when he stopped, keeping his fingers inside as she let out a small cry. “Why?”
Jax purred, licking her tears away. He chittered a laugh when he saw her pout, clearly wanting more. He crossed his legs together, putting her on the centre of his lap, Pomni yelping at the sudden change of movement. She bit her lip to stop a groan when his fingers shifted, still inside of her.
With his free paw, he pinched her hands between his fingers, guiding them to his sheath. Pomni raised an eyebrow, peering up at him. He only pulled her closer, face first against his furry lower half. Brows furrowed, she took his sheath in her hands, rubbing the lips slowly under her thumbs. She heard him grumble, his body vibrating with the sound. She must have been doing something right.
She continued to fondle and rub gently, seeing a small, pink tip beginning to emerge. Inch by inch, his cock began to protrude. At first it was big, something that Pomni expected given his size. But then, like his tongue, it kept growing and growing. Her eyes widened when it finally stopped, resting against her cheek as it throbbed heavily. His cock had started below her crotch and ended above her head.
There was already a slim chance of getting that inside her already, but there was no chance she would be able to fit it in her mouth. But still, she at least wanted to do something for him. Pomni gulped, shoving down her nerves, she could do this.
She placed one hand at the base and the other at the tip, precum beading as she smeared it around his length. His cock was anything but normal, with ridges and veins along the base and a spiked tip at the top. She was going to feel everything once that went inside her. Later , she reminded herself. Spreading the precum around his length, Pomni poked her tongue out and circled it around the tip. She started massaging up and down his cock, pressing small kisses at the top while licking up anything that spilled out.
Jax grunted, his tail wagging as she stroked him. He returned to curling his fingers in and out of her again, a mewl escaping Pomni’s lips as he caressed her G-spot. It only caused her to stroke faster, her lips closing over his tip and sucked, her tongue not ceasing its movement.
Jax lifted his free paw from her back to her hair, pulling it into a grip as she cried in delight at the sudden pressure. Her walls tightened round him as she licked down his shaft, gathering up little strings on cum on her tongue. Jax’s eyes widened as she swallowed it down, opening her mouth to see coats of white mixed with her spit.
He pulled his fingers out of her before she could cum again, ignoring her displeased whines. She was silent when the buck started licking her slick off his fingers, her heart beating faster when he sucked them clean. Her toes curled as his pupils zeroed in at her taste, slightly anxious at what he was thinking of her.
If her skin was addicting, then her arousal had to be a drug. She tasted so fucking good. And he needed more. He grabbed her waist, pulling her up. She yipped when he laid her stomach first across his chest, her core in front of his face, feeling a chill as his breath washed over her. Her cheek was right on top of his stomach, both legs hoisted over his shoulders as she watched his cock throb below her, sadly out of her reach with her small structure.
“A-ah!”
She buried her face into his face when his tongue dove deep into her pussy. Like her mouth, he made sure to explore every surface and wall, to get more of her taste. With the new angle, her over stimulated pussy and his tongue made every sensation even more powerful. If his tongue was long when he fucked her mouth, then it somehow exceded expectations within her core, like a long slithering snake with the way he ate her out. Her moans echoed off the walls when he thrusted fast and unrelating against her G-spot, grabbing fistfuls of fur as she sobbed into his stomach.
“Y-yeah! Right there-f*ck! Jax!” she sang.
He lapped up every part of her wetness, as though he were a parched wolf desperate for water. He was drunk on her, wanting to save her taste in a bottle all for himself. His claws dug into the softness of her ass, squeezing softly as small pinpricks of blood escaped. The pain mixed with the pleasure made Pomni scream, her body writhing at everything little thing she felt.
He felt her constrict around him, but he didnt stop. He needed more of what she was going to offer him, and he couldn’t deny her of that. Burying her face into his stomach, Pomni came all over his lips and fur with a sob, leaving it stained with her slick. She peered over the back off her shoulder, flushing as she watched him lick up every drop and swallowed it down.
She squeaked when he caught her staring, trying to hide her face in her arms, but he pushed them away. He grumbled when he saw the small specks of blood, the deep crimson contrasting with her pale skin. His tongue darted over where his claws had been, cleaning up the remaining droplets of blood as the imprints started to scab over and heal.
Pomni yipped, it was a strange sensation, yet she felt quite flattered at the fact that - even in his monstrous form - Jax was still taking the time to take care of her. Jax pulled away, smacking his lips at the iron taste in his mouth. He huffed proudly when there was no more the red liquid, he knew how to take care of his mate.
But there was only one more thing left to do, to leave them both completely satisfied for the night. Scooping his paw under her stomach, he lifted her and placed her back onto the bed, laying her across her pillows this time. “What have you got for me now, big guy?” she questioned, already spreading her legs slightly. Her clit throbbing with anticipation with what she was hoping he would do.
He grabbed both her legs in each paw, lifting them up and pressing his own against the back of her thighs in a mating press. She gulped when his cock laid across her stomach, nearly touching her face, “This is a…different position than what I expected.”
Jax slammed both paws at each side of her face, caging her once again as he shadowed over her. He was grunting, growling as his face inched closer to her ear, “Need to…” He was speaking, or at least trying to speak as much as his animalistic side was letting him. His voice was low and guttural. “Need to breed you…fill you with my kits.”
Pomni was sure she was as red as her costume, that was why he laid her down in this position. Could she even get pregnant here? Was that actually a possibility? Was that a risk she was even willing to take? His cock brushed against her clit, leaving her groaning as the answer was finalised in her head. Fuck yes .
His dick rubbed her folds, her juices mixing with the precum and spit from her earlier attention. Pomni whimpered, holding onto Jax’s wrists as he warmed her up. A strangled noise left her throat when he entered her, his thick member stretching her walls even more than his tongue did. She gripped him harder, it was too much, “Jaaax”.
Jax sensed her nerves flaring up, his sweet little jester was panicking again. He stopped momentarily, licking and kissing the spot behind her ear, purring comfortingly. Letting her know that she was doing a good job. His mate was taking him in so well, letting him fill her.
Pomni whined at the sensation, resting her cheek atop of his as he continued inching himself in. The jester believed that she was going to pass out when he finally bottomed out. She lifted her head to see if he was fully inside, her jaw dropping when she saw an extremely noticeable, large bulge protruding from her stomach. She was lucky that her avatar was stretchy, otherwise it would have torn her in half.
Jax pressed his paw lightly on the bulge, taking in Pomni’s hiss at his touch. Such a good mate, taking him in. The perfect doe for his kits.
Without warning, he pulled all the way out and slammed back in, barely letting her breathe as he thrusted quick and deep into her. Pomni let out a strangled scream as he continued to roughly fuck her, not caring if the whole circus would hear her. Each ridge and edge of his cock rubbed every single part inside her, the fur on his crotch flicking and stroking her clit for extra stimulation.
He scooped a paw under her waist, lifting her slightly as he continued to rut. He had to make sure that his cum would go directly inside her, to travel to her womb to ensure she would be thoroughly bred.
Her walls tightened around him as another orgasm started to approach. She squealed when she felt something swell inside her, was he getting bigger?
Jax grunted as he felt his knot get closer, grinning as he heard her soft noises under him. “Mine,” he growled, sinking his teeth into her shoulder and bit. The scent and taste of iron overrode his senses, sucking hard as the jester squirmed and moaned under him.
It was that sudden, sharp pain that made Pomni cum, her walls squeezing round him as she milked his cock. Jax grunted, her tightness making him spill into her, his knot clinging to her walls as he pumped his load into her. The jester whined as her stomach began to swell, her skin expanding the more she was filled with his cum. God it was so fucking hot.
She was about to try and move, but somehow her walls seemed to be clinging onto his cock. No matter how much she shifted it wouldn’t budge. Almost like she was glued to it. Jax held her down, ceasing her movement. He was far from done, far from finished with breeding his mate.
Once his knot was swelled down, he moved her over to the side of the bed, her head and shoulder going over the side, her vision going upside down as he thrusted back into her.
Pomni cried out, dizziness running through her from the blood rushing to her head from the new angle as he fucked her. She felt exactly like a doll, being used and tossed around by a creature that could easily snap her in too. And she loved it.
His paws wrapped around her throat, squeezing lightly. The restriction of air made Pomni’s head buzz, unable to think of anything as she began to lose feeling in her body, except for the growing heat in her overused pussy and Jax continued his thrusts.
She felt the familiar swelling again, her walls tightened as the buck and doe came together. Their juices leaked out of Pomni’s hole as her stomach inflated more.
But it still wasn’t enough. Jax flipped her back onto the bed, his cock still inside her. Her breasts pressed against the mattress as he lifted her ass into the air. He wrapped his arms around her middle, pressing his chest flush against her back.
Jax sighed, licking and kissing the back of her neck as he waited for his knot to stop swelling. How did the perfect doe end up in his lap? He felt Pomni turn her head, pressing her lips to his cheek, jaw and then his lips. This time, she opened her mouth to let in his tongue, the smooth wetness exploring her mouth once again. It was softer, tender this time. Using this moment for only each other.
This was all he wanted, it wasn’t about the sex. Here was someone who loved and cared about him, both with his cursed were rabbit form and the flaws of his normal avatar. She saw exactly who he was, yet she stayed. Yet she loved him. He wasn’t alone anymore.
And she wouldn’t be either. He wouldn’t allow her to feel afraid in a place that forced her away from her home, his mate didn’t deserve that. He would give her all the love and freedom that he was too afraid to give before. He wasn’t going to be a coward anymore. He would serve her, love her, protect her. “Mine,” he heaved, separating his lips.
Pomni mewled, pressing the tip of her nose to his, “Yours.” She squeezed round him before.
The fire in him was lit again. A high pitched squeal escaped from Pomni as he slammed into her, ramming as fast as he could. Every inch of her skin was aflame, her oversensitive pussy feeling every single ridge, bump and vein of his cock more intently than the last rounds of their senseless fucking. Drool was soaking the sheets beneath her cheek, unable to move her limbs as she let him take her from behind. He clung to her, as if she were to shatter to let go. She was too precious to him. He was so warm, so soft. And he made her feel so amazing. “G-good boy,” she stammered, reaching up to caress his ears.
He gave her a particularly sharp thrust when she spoke those words, a silent scream leaving her lips when he bit her shoulder at the same time. He lapped up the trickles of blood, savouring the taste, “Mine.”
Jax’s pace quickened, Pomni’s little moans and squeaks leading him on. Her walls tightened around him, a gush of warmth leaking onto his cock as she came once again. But he didn’t stop, still moving as Pomni tried to breathe through the overstimulation. He drifted his paw down to her belly, pressing it hard against the bulge on her stomach. Pomni screamed, legs kicking under him as she squirted round his cock and onto the sheets below her, her orgasm washing over her.
She was bright red again, embarrassed that her body reacted like that. Yet he stared at her like she was nothing but the brightest gem.
Still impaled on his cock, he flipped her onto her back, fucking her into the mattress as she let out strings of incoherent gibberish. He could feel his knot approaching again, and by the look on Pomni’s face, she was going to cum again. He lowered his face to hers, wrapping his arms around her, claws digging into her skin in the most delicious way. “My mate ,” he purred, “Gonna fill you with so many kits.”
“Please,” Pomni gripped back, her nails stroking the fur on the back of his neck. “Fill me! I’m yours Jax! I’m your mate! Give me your kits!”
His knot inflated, he rutted into her as fast as he could, drinking in her whimpers and cries as he pressed his lips to her. Thick white heat painted her walls once again, squeezing and milking the buck dry.
They took the chance to catch their breaths. Jax’s rut was far from over, but this wave was finished for tonight. Paws on her back, he lifted Pomni and laid her limp body against his fluffy stomach, his cock still inside her as he waited for it to swell back down again. He collapsed into the pillows behind him, stroking the jester’s back as her breathing evened out. Such a good little mate, taking in all his cum. He ran a hand over her inflated stomach - filled with his seed, she took this breeding so well.
When his knot finally deflated and his cock unstuck itself from her did he pull out, droplets of cum rushing out of her and onto the sheets. Pomni let out a whine at the sensation, feeling more empty now that nothing was inside her. Jax purred, licking her cheek. At least it was inside for long enough.
Like a doll, he picked her up and held her in front of him, her pussy directly in front of his face. Ever so gently, he began to lick her folds, cleaning up their mixed fluids from their activities as the small woman whined at the touch of his tongue. She was so sensitive.
When he deemed her clean enough, he swallowed it down and laid her back against his chest. He looked at the state of the bed, this was not good enough for their nest. Picking up a clean blanket, he wrapped it around her as he stood. She would stay in his room tonight, with clean sheets and a properly made nest. In fact, now that she was his mate, he would let her stay there for the rest of his rut.
Jax opened and closed her door quietly, cradling the sleeping jester as he crossed the hallway and made it back into his room. Shutting his door, he carried her over to his nest, placing her in the middle of the mattresses and pillows as he laid another blanket over her. He smiled as she hummed, nuzzling into the sheets. She looked so beautiful and soft.
Circling his nest, he laid down beside her, curling his body around her like how a buck would curl around his sleeping mate. He would clean her room for her tomorrow, like a good mate. But for now, he let himself fall asleep next to his doe, dreaming about nothing but her.
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The sound of fake birds chirping woke Pomni from her slumber. It was a repeated audio file that Caine had installed to make the circus feel more ‘real’. She blinked when she felt the rays of artificial sunlight hit her eyes, squinting as she opened them. On her left, she could see an open window with blue skies and fluffy clouds. Strange, her room didn’t have windows.
She scanned her surroundings, instead of laying on her canopy bed in her bright red and blue room, she laid in a mountain of soft white pillows, mattresses and blankets within a soft pastel purple room. She sat up, groaning as she felt an ache within her core as she wrapped her blanket around her body, the memories of the night before rushing back to her.
Pomni hummed, smiling. That night made her feel alive . Each grab, lick and thrust still tingled on her skin. With all the roughness and manhandling that Jax did, he also took care of her. Taken care of her needs and was gentle when she needed him to be.
But she still had questions though, how did he go from his purple avatar to…that?! Not that she was complaining, but some context would be nice. She turned in the sheets, trying to see if he was there, but she was the only one in the room. Where was he?
She received her answer when Jax came back into the room, back to his original form and a sheepish expression on his face. It was bizarre seeing him like that. “I, um…” he started, rubbing his hands together. “I washed and replaced your sheets in your room. So no one would get suspicious.”
“Oh, you didn’t have to do that,” she told him.
“No, no it’s fine,” he replied. “Besides I kinda had to, after what happened the other night.”
“Yeah, I have a few questions about that,” she said. “Starting with, how did you turn into…you know, a literal were-rabbit?”
Jax cringed, this was what he was dreading, “Okay. I don’t know if it’s a glitch or something, but for some reason I turn into that every full moon. Werewolf logic type sh*t. And every week, during that full moon, I go into these ruts. And this time I kinda, sorta…forgot it.”
“Oh,” Pomni said, everything was beginning to click now. “There was something else you said while you were in your form. Something about me being your ‘mate’?”
The rabbit was lucky his fur concealed his flushed face, did he really say that the other night?! Why was he such a sap in his other form?! “Yeah, well basically. With this form and the ruts, it has this thing where I need a…mate in order to share it with,” he explained. “Basically like a buck and a doe is we’re going off rabbit logic.”
Pomni blushed, “So…you see me as your mate?”
“My were-rabbit form does,” he said quickly, his heart crushing when he saw her face fall.
“I-it’s okay,” she spoke softly. “I understand if you don’t see me like that-”
“I do!” he exclaimed, making her jump. Even he was surprised at how quickly he intervened. When he awoke that morning, with the past night rushing back to him when he found her snuggling up next to him it sent him through a roller coaster of emotions. His were-rabbit form had knocked down his walls, forcing him to confront himself with what he actually wanted. And it was her, he wanted Pomni .
He wanted to have that emotional bond that he craved from a mate, to not feel afraid of the storming love he had for her. To finally breathe with the comfort that he had someone who felt the same way.
But then he saw the bites and scratches all over her body. He wasn’t good enough, he was a monster, “It’s just, this part of me. I don’t want it to hurt you, I tried to stop myself, but that part of my brain took over.”
“You never hurt me,” Pomni stated. “Sure I was scared at first, but you never did anything without my permission. No matter what form you were in, you never hurt me. Well, without asking of course.”
She giggled at that last part. How could she be so fucking cute about the raunchy situation she was in?! “Pomni, look, you don’t understand, I’m a monster,” he told her.
“I know,” she smiled.
He blinked in surprise, “I’m dangerous.”
“Hmhm,” she hummed in agreement, still smiling.
He stammered, his voice stuck in his throat. Was she trying to kill him?! “I could rip you in half!”
“It’s a good thing I’m stretchy,” she beamed.
He tried to find something, anything to say. But he kept hitting a dead end every time. She wanted to stay, he couldn’t understand why.
Sensing his turmoil, Pomni decided to ease up on the teasing, reaching out her hand to him, “Come here.”
Jax gulped, taking her hand as she guided him to sit beside her. She tried not to laugh when his eyes darted away from her body when he realised she was still naked.
“Listen, I know that emotions are hard for you, and you’ve been put in a situation where they’re put on display without control,” she began. “But that isn’t your weakness, and burying them down hasn’t done you any good, has it?”
He shook his head. Trying to ignore the problem had put them in this situation in the first place.
“I’m here because I want to be,” she cupped his face in her hands, dropping the blanket as it pooled around her waist. “Because I want to be there for you. Because…I want to be your mate too. And if you think I’m not the one for you, that’s okay. I just want you to know that I have no regrets with what we did together.”
Jax laughed wetly, no insincerity located. How did this place give him the sweetest woman here? “You really are a handful, you know.”
“Then what are you gonna do about it?” She smirked, slowly laying back down and arching her chest. Her breasts kissing the air.
Fucking tease Jax smirked, “How about I make you mine. Then I can show you everything I’ve been wanting to do with you since you arrived.”
He wrapped his hands around her wrists, pinning above her head and pressing his knees on each side of her body. She wriggled underneath him, a chill riding up her spine with the way he was looking at her, “Please do.”
Slowly, he lowered his face to her neck, running his nose along the side. She let out a small sigh when he started peppering kisses down to her collar bone, and whimpered when he took a small piece of skin between his lips and began to suck.
He was strangely gentle, not that Pomni minded but it was out of character for him. Suddenly, his teeth sank into her skin, making her gasp as the sharpness pierced into her. It was different from the other times he bit her. Unlike the sting and thrilling pain, her mind and body felt like it was melting, nothing but putty in his hands.
He dragged his hands up her wrists, intertwining his fingers with hers as he continued, brushing a thumb over her knuckles. When Jax was done, he licked over the scabbing bite, pressing a kiss to it as he whispered in her ear, “One more little piece about the mate thing. We usually like to give a little mark to who we wanna choose. So that everyone who sees it knows you belong to me.”
Pomni whined at those words, tightening her grip on his fingers. Amongst the marks left by his sharp teeth, a faint purple mark began to form. Contrasting with her pale skin, unable for anyone to deny if they ever saw it.
Jax brought his head down to her lips once again, indulging in her taste as he sucked on her bottom lip, her soft little moan ringing in his head. When her tongue swiped over his, he groaned softly, letting go of her wrists as he pulled her closer. He parted himself from her, a string of salvia connecting from their mouths, “Mine.”
Pomni buried her face into his shoulder, trembling from his affections as she nodded, “Yours.”
With shaky hands, he pulled his overalls off, laying the jester and himself back into the nest. Thankfully it seemed Caine was too involved with his adventure to care about the two, and Jax had the door locked so no other pesky circus members would peek in on something that wasn’t any of their business.
Limbs intertwined, they snuggled into one another deep into the sheets. They didn’t feel the need to indulge in their desires for now, cuddling, caressing and talking with one another felt like the perfect way to spend their day.
After all, the were-rabbit would come back out to play when the night falls.