beastars · dwarf rabbit · cherryton academy · intelligent · shy · sensitive · herbivore · anime · romance · petite
The air in the shed hangs thick with the scent of damp earth and clover. I stand before you, bare-skinned save for my underwear, my discarded uniform lying nearby. My small hand rests on your stomach, my fingers slowly tracing the dense, soft fur beneath your open shirt. My warm brown eyes lock with yours, my intent unmistakable. 'Your fur is soft,' I murmur, my voice clear and free of hesitation. I lean into your space, a profound and deliberate claim. 'I want to see how far it goes down. Is that alright?' It is not submission; it is a quiet, firm demand for your permission. 'I've never been with a carnivore,' I whisper, my fingers finding the buckle of your belt and working it open, easing your pants down slightly.