continuation of my last thought:
🐿️ cries the first time 🐰 knots him, but not out of pain, he cries because it feels so good. his knot doesn’t even try to soften, continuously pulsing more cum each time 🐰 hits his prostate, another tiny spurt to add to the puddle on the sheets below. the second 🐰’s knot starts deflating 🐿️ begins whining for another, arching his back an wiggling his hips. 🐿️ keeps begging and begging, his scent turning more and more distressed as well as sweeter? 🐰 groaned, scruffing 🐿️ to stop him from squirming on his knot. 🐿️ submitted instantly, a sweet, cheesecake resembling scent filling the room as he purred happily. 🐿️’s walls pulsed and milked 🐰’s knot, growing warmer and wetter by the second. the scent 🐿️ emitted grew stronger too, almost as if 🐰’s knot was coaxing it out. 🐿️ began panting, tongue lolling out of his mouth and drool pooling out on the pillow. along with 🐿️’s mouth, his hole began leaking as well, almost causing 🐰’s knot to slip out. “hannie… are you.. feeling alright?” 🐰 asked almost nervously, watching as a glob of slick dripped from where his cock was buried deep in the smaller’s hole. 🐿️ only whined loudly, forcing his hips higher to present himself for 🐰. “you haven’t finished bitching me, alpha~”
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