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It was known throughout the whole school that FlameFrags was a notorious heartthrob, bound to leave you in tears, but it seems even that kind of description doesn't stop people from being drawn to him. He'd been an influential figure since freshman year, always cocky in a way that had both guys and girls head over heels.
There had been multiple cases of him dating someone publicly only to leave them for unknown reasons, which only made his reputation as a treasure grow bigger—a sea of students testing their luck on whether they could bag someone like him.
Surprisingly, Flame liked it when his image died down in their senior year—not like it affected the amount of girls in his DM’s anyway—he actually had a chance to lay back and relax without having to feel like the whole world was staring at him.
It wasn't his fault that he kept cutting off boring dates, the way people described him was enough of a warning as is: a handsome, uncaring guy not afraid to be blunt—practically a walking red flag. That's all it was to him, yet some kept being persistent and insisted they could ‘fix’ him.
Today wasn't any different, too. Sure, the majority of students still looked his way when he passed the hall, but he’d learned to let them fade into the background long ago. Perks of being a campus beauty, he supposed.
He scanned the corridor the moment the bell rang and their break period started, breezing through the crowd of people without any issue. Seriously, it was like they would make space for him automatically.
Flame's eyes looked around once more, then zeroed in on the boy with a yellow cardigan sorting through his books amidst the big crowd.
He strode forward, keeping himself standing straight and proud as he approached the shorter man. Without even waiting for Lomedy to take notice of him, Flame leaned against the locker next to him.
The way Lomedy's face fell and turned into a scowl was simply adorable. “What do you want from me?” He grumbled, practically staring straight through Flame as he crossed his arms. Just what Flame liked about Lomedy.
Flame simply brought his hand to his chin, pretending to be deep in thought. “You.” He replies without much care, adjusting his glasses to see that beautiful face a little better, albeit the bunny hybrid wasn't even looking his way.
A minute passed yet all he got in response was a small stomp of Lomedy's feet paired with the slam of his locker, then Lomedy storming off. Even then, Flame kept following after him despite the obvious lack of interest.
Could you blame him, though? Lomedy was the only guy he knows that secretly doesn't have a crush on him. And unfortunately, he was also the only one that could actually catch his attention.
To be frank, Flame had gotten too used to the constant praise and admiration everywhere he went. So imagine his surprise when a new transferee barges into his life and has the guts to speak up against his cockiness. You'd get whiplash from it too, no?
Naturally, Lomedy's dismissive attitude drew him in. It made Flame want to find out more; why doesn't Lomedy care about his looks, his status, or even his money?
It wasn't just his attitude either. Flame doesn't think he'd made it clear yet: Lomedy is hot as fuck. That's the easiest way to put it. Flame could easily excuse the bunny's heartless insults if he just looked at his adorable face.
Soon, he caught up with said bunny and started walking beside him on the way to the cafeteria. He had a small smirk on his face while flashing a grin at anyone who looked. “Why don't you even pay attention to me, am I too flashy?” Flame faked a pained whine.
He could practically picture Lomedy rolling his eyes even without looking at him. This got even more evident when Lomedy let out a big, exaggerated sigh. “Don’t you have other girls to bother, Flame?” Lomedy sneered. Flame is thankful he even gets a response today.
“Why, when I could have your attention instead?” Flame’s smooth voice answered, eyes darting around while waiting for Lomedy to respond.
The other looked at Flame like he grew a second head, then it transitioned to something he recognised as exasperation. “Attention my ass, leave me alone.” The shorter deadpanned.
Flame practically preened at the foreign impression Lomedy was giving him. “Why would I leave such a treasure, huh?” He continued his game of trying to fluster the bunny hybrid. Like he's tried many times before, but he'll get lucky eventually, right?
He waited for the bunny to look at him, completely stone-faced, save for his tense shoulders. “Are you trying to lure me in like your chicks? It's not gonna work, I'm not interested.” Lomedy fumed.
Flame would be a liar if he said he didn't enjoy Lomedy immediately coming to the conclusion that he was trying to lead him on. Well, he was, but not at the same level as the others. He actually wants it, is the difference.
He simply barked out a laugh and placed a hand on Lomedy's shoulder. “As if you're on the same level as them, bro. You're infinitely better than whatever they have to offer.” Flame let his mouth run before his brain could keep up.
“You're this close to me punching you in the face. Go away.” Lomedy sternly warned, punctuating his words with pauses, all while swatting away Flame's hand from his shoulder. Flame would've gotten intimidated if it wasn't for their obvious height difference.
But alas, he could play along if Lomedy wanted it. He's a great actor, actually.
Flame puts his hands up in mock-surrender, voice practically dripping honey. “Chill! It was a joke, bro. I will, fine..!” He laughed, making sure to ruffle Lomedy's hair before he walked off.
Oh, how Lomedy just piqued his curiosity. He couldn't help but take glances back just to see Lomedy's face slowly fade from annoyance to a calmer state.
He really couldn't understand why this bunny hybrid wouldn't fall for him. Did his charm expire? Was he just unaffected entirely? There were so many possibilities, he couldn't keep his mind off this specific boy.
“Don't you think you should at least give Flame a chance?” His classmate asked. Lomedy felt his heart randomly spike at the mention of the Flame, but he shook his head anyway, letting a scoff fall from his lips.
He turned away from Render. “Why should I? Just because everyone's thirsting over him doesn't mean I should too.” Lomedy declared firmly, continuing. “Besides, I wanna focus on my studies more.”
In turn, Render raises an eyebrow at Lomedy's seemingly unwavering opinion on Flame. “But he seems genuinely interested in you…” He shrugs. “I mean, I've never seen Flame this persistent to get with someone.” Render makes a gesture that Lomedy doesn't care enough to see.
He just rolls his eyes at Render’s speculation and folds his arms against his chest. “He's gonna have to try harder if he wants to be with me, I'm not one to go out with someone purely based on their looks.” Lomedy rambled.
“But.. his looks...” Render trails off, trying to reason, looking up from his work sheet to take a glance at Lomedy, taking note of the other's scrunched up face despite his hand moving like water against the paper.
He tries to find his voice again to try and convince his friend. “Lomedy, as Flame's ex, I've genuinely never seen him this desperate.” Render put it out pretty simply. “He can try and act nonchalant all he wants, but I know damn well his desperation under that mask” He hummed.
Lomedy just raised a suspicious eyebrow at Render, before deciding to poke fun at him. “And why would I take advice from his ex?” He asked rhetorically.
“Because I've seen how he works,” Render shrugs, “and I'm telling you now, I don't think he's looking for something short-term. At least with you, that is..” He advises Lomedy, patting him on the back as a sorry for his obliviousness.
He presses his lips into a thin line at Render's words, then decides it's not worth dwelling over. Lomedy doesn't care about whatever he has to say regarding Flame, he'll do whatever he wants.
Punch after punch landed on the poor merman's face. Flame's merciless assault on him seemed to be endless with how his fists smashed against Jaden without break. The tiger hybrid remained on top of him, gaze clouded with rage as he continued to beat the shit out of his frienemy, or something.
“Say it to my face! Tell me right now, tell me what you told everyone!” He roared, both hands grabbing at Jaden’s collar and forcing the other man to look Flame in the face despite his battered, bleeding appearance.
Jaden let out a wheeze, coughing up blood and trying to look at Flame through the pain buzzing in his head. “I mean what I said, you're a slut.” He manages to choke out, staying firm about his opinion.
Just like that, it earned him a warning growl from Flame, making the crowd that formed around them anticipate another attack. “Take that back. I'm giving you the chance.” He said through gritted teeth.
He waited for the apology, getting back on his feet and leaving Jaden practically paralyzed on the floor. Flame wiped off the grime and blood from his face while staring daggers into the man on the ground.
A minute passed. Flame raised his eyebrow expectantly. “Well? Apologize. Right now.” He grumbled, giving Jaden a once-over.
Strangely, Jaden rose to his feet instead, clutching his near-broked arm and staring straight at Flame—despite having to crank his head up just so they meet eye-to-eye with one another.
The merman continued to look at Flame, attempting to intimidate him with just a glare, before declaring a final: “Slut.” His eyes darted to the people around, watching like this was a premium fighting arena.
That seemed to anger Flame even more. He brought his fist to Jaden's head again, but this time the other reacted faster. He grabbed a hold of Flame's wrist with his one working hand, then pulled it hard enough that Flame lost his balance and smashed against the floor.
Hissing, Flame took a moment to regain his bearings. The moment he was down, Jaden was on him like a leech. The merman violently grabbed onto his locs to force Flame to lock eyes—taking no time in returning Flame's assault on him even through his own injuries.
His fists met Flame's face over and over again, drawing out grunts from Flame as he struggled to recover. Jaden wanted to drag this out for however long he could, humiliating this kid in front of about twenty people, half of them holding phones and recording the whole thing.
This was payback for all those times Flame had gone behind his back to talk to girls while they still dated. Each punch carried a bitter weight as it came crashing against Flame's face, until—
The other flipped them over again. Flame brought himself to get on top of Jaden, getting the merman's hands off of him and taking the upper hand by keeping a grip on his neck.
Jaden let out a wheeze as Flame deprived him of air, flailing around to no avail. His hands found Flame's arms, attempting to try and pull it off. But despite all his efforts, the other just didn't seem to budge.
He could feel his control over his own body slip away, mind slowly getting more and more hazy as more oxygen was squeezed out of him by Flame’s own hands.
Faintly, the merman could feel his hand throbbing near his side, practically running purely on adrenaline at this point.
Flame grit his teeth as he continued to strangle the air out of Jaden, waiting for his consciousness to slip away inevitably. He disregarded anything the merman tried, firm on depriving him of any air.
Mindlessly, his eyes scanned the crowd around them. He could see more and more people gathering around them as they walked through the school gate, witnessing him in all his madness.
He couldn't care less. Jaden chose to meet him just outside the campus, it's his fault if people find him getting jumped more easily. Jaden started it by calling him a whore, which he wasn't by the way.
Was it his fault if people kept flocking to him? It's not like he slept with every single partner he got with. Jaden's probably just jealous since they had a nasty breakup and didn't even get a chance to sleep together.
Jaden's probably just bitter about it, anyway.
Flame snapped back into reality when he started to feel Jaden's struggle start to get weaker. Flame's impressed he'd lasted this long without passing out already. Just a few more seconds of this and he can spit on his unconscious body and leave.
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw the guy with a yellow cardigan again leaving the school with books in his arms, looking absolutely done with the day. Flame's grip nearly faltered when Lomedy looked at what the crowd was forming around.
Flame pretended not to notice Lomedy, tightening his grip on the merman, suddenly placing all his attention back on Jaden. He could hear the bunny hybrid scoff, and he could help but let his eyes wander to the other again.
He caught sight of his disapproving glare, the way Lomedy's mood seemed to instantly darken when he realised who was fighting, it bothered Flame. Something in that bunny's gaze made him want to cease everything.
Nothing he could do to stop Lomedy from leaving the scene, but what he could, was his own actions.
With a firm shove, got off of Jaden, leaving him gasping for air, greedily filling his lungs up with oxygen again. Flame stood up and dusted himself off, disregarding his own injuries and looking down at Jaden once more.
“I'm letting you live this time.” He spat, rolling his sleeves back down as if nothing had happened. “Don't let me catch you saying bullshit like that again. That is, if you don't wanna end up in the ICU.” Flame declared, giving Jaden one last kick to his ribs.
Adrenaline still pumped through his veins as he walked off, weaving through the crowd and leaving Jaden in the worst state possible. Still breathing, just barely.
Sure, his body was also sore, bleeding even, but does he care that much? No. He could wash it off and treat it himself, it's not like a fight like this is something he hasn't gone through before.
Wiping blood off his face, Flame slowly disappeared into the school again to grab his bag and get home. He could tend to his busted lip and the bruises on his torso later, he had shit to study and things to review.
Night fell in the dormitory eventually. Most dorms were already dark and dead asleep, but some lights remained on despite how late it was. Some were probably asleep and just forgot to turn it off, but there was also the possibility of people studying their asses off.
Lomedy was, unfortunately, the latter. He was surrounded by the papers around his desk, open textbooks and mock-tests littered around. He promised himself to just finish his homework and then fall asleep, but it somehow spiralled into..this.
He was finishing up on re-reading the last chapter of…whatever. He forgot. Lomedy wanted to rip his ears off at this point.
Screw sleep, basically. It was the weekend tomorrow anyway, Lomedy doesn't even remember why he was so worked up. All he knew right now was that he was probably in desperate need of a nap.
One by one, he tidied up his table. Lomedy diligently placed them all back in his bag despite his eyelids growing heavier by the minute. The bunny hybrid stumbled around the room to get closer to his closet.
Carelessly, Lomedy took off his clothes and slipped into something more comfortable—a white shirt one size too big on him, and a simple black pair of boxers underneath his breathable shorts.
He swiftly looked around for the light switch, then flicked it off. Lomedy left his lamp on so he could still see where he was going, navigating through the dim room.
The bunny walked the short distance to his bed and collapsed into it soon after. He shifted around the mattress before resting his head on the pillows, letting his body have a moment of rest after the long day.
He was about to fall asleep when a knock on his balcony's glass door suddenly snapped him out of it.
Rolling his eyes, Lomedy just quietly stilled as the quiet click of his door unlocking echoed through the room. He didn't even need to guess who broke in just now, he just knows.
“H-hey, Loms, are you free?” Flame's voice rumbled. “I was. Then you barged in here” Lomedy deadpanned, pretending like his heart didn't leap out of his chest the moment Flame sat beside him in his bed.
Flame let out a coy sigh, placing a hand to Lomedy's shoulder to get his attention.
With an exasperated sigh, the bunny hybrid sat up and turned to face Flame. He grimaced at the amount of bandages and patches he had on himself, he was basically a walking mummy at this point. “What even happened, bro? Why are you here..?” Lomedy yelped.
The tiger hybrid just let out a small noise, shrugging silently. “I wanted to drop by and say sorry, bro..” Flame admitted, unable to meet Lomedy's eyes as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt.
Lomedy placed a cautious hand on Flame's bruised cheek, examining it. “You better be sorry. You promised me no more fights.” He frowned when he saw the extent of what Jaden did to him.
His eyes slid over to Flame's calloused hands back to his face, raising an eyebrow. “Did he also break your glasses, bro? Why aren't you wearing them..?” Lomedy asked tentatively, but only got silence as a response.
He could clearly see Flame try to be still even when he pressed his fingers against his fresh injuries. “If I didn't see what happened, I would've guessed you got mauled by a coyote..”
“Can I unwrap this?” Lomedy hummed attentively, hands brushing over the bandages that littered Flame's face, clearly a sloppy job at patching his injuries up.
He watched Flame's face go through multiple expressions before landing on a resolute face he knew was just a mask. “Sure, go ahead, bro..” Flame attempted to sound certain, but the way his voice cracked gave it away.
Without a second of hesitation, Lomedy took the bandages off of Flame, exposing the nasty cuts around his face. “Flame! What the fuck? Did you even clean your wounds!?” Lomedy grimaced, eyes widening at the dried-up blood still on the cuts.
The other seemed to grow even more sheepish, yet accepted the scolding without any complaints. “I forgot, bro…” He admitted quietly.
Lomedy's concern grew at Flame's quiet voice, what did he mean by ‘forgot’? “Do you know how dangerous this is!? What if it gets infected, Flame!” His expression only bloomed to show more worry.
“Uhm…sorry..” Came Flame's bashful apology. Lomedy didn't even acknowledge it properly, too busy searching for his first aid kit and looking for the disinfecting supplies inside.
Flame could only stare as Lomedy opened up the bottle of alcohol and squirted some of it onto a cotton ball. “Bro, what are you doing?” He asked. “I'm gonna clean up your blood and wrap it up properly.” Lomedy replied honestly.
The tiger hybrid bore a guilty face as he watched Lomedy prepare the bandages as well. “You don't have to, though.. I can handle myself just fine” He insisted.
The other just shook his head insistently. “No, no, I'd rather tend to them now before it gets worse and you end up in the ER.” Lomedy huffed.
He could practically feel the pain of the disinfectant against his skin, tail flicking in discomfort—it was genuinely the worst part about getting into fights, the wounds after.
“This'll sting, don't you dare move without me telling you to.” Lomedy demanded, cupping Flame's chin so he would stay still. “I won't move, bro. Promise..” The tiger hybrid assured him.
He pressed the damp cotton on Flame's face— and it burned, almost immediately too. But he still persisted and kept himself unmoving, just for Lomedy.
Flame let out a small hiss while Lomedy started rubbing away the brown blood. “Ow–!” he winced, jerking away from the shorter's hand. “It's gonna sting even more if you keep moving like that!” Lomedy lectured him.
Somehow, despite the pain, Flame found himself laughing at Lomedy's pissed off expression. Most people would just assume he was plainly just angry, but he could clearly see the bunny trying to mask his worry behind rage.
Flame just let Lomedy work, not even trying to keep himself silent. Every time he let out a small sound, Lomedy subconsciously replied with a grunt of his own then resumed in sterilising Flame's trauma.
Moments passed before he disposed of the cotton balls and grabbed the bandages. It was easier to keep himself from moving now, focusing on Lomedy wrapping him up with such tenderness other people could only dream of.
He basked in the caring hands of Lomedy, closing his eyes and just enjoying the amount of bigheartedness the bunny was offering him. Flame genuinely didn't know why Lomedy would be so worried about him.
“Is it done?” He asked after who knows how long, touching the clean gauze wrapping around his face. “Sure, bro. I think I did a good job treating it..” Lomedy cooed, ruffling up Flame's hair.
Flame swore he almost melted at Lomedy's affectionate pet. “Thanks, bro. What'll I do without you?” He bellowed, inching closer to the smaller, who just let out a half-hearted scoff, but didn't make any move to stop him.
“Stop glazing me, bro. I just didn't want you to get worse.” Lomedy dismissed Flame, but what he was doing was completely undermining his words. Despite being the bigger person, Flame let himself be handled and sat in Lomedy's lap.
Flame purred silently, letting Lomedy pet him like a big housecat. “Aww, does that mean you care about me? Do you not want me dead, for once?” He teased, kissing Lomedy's neck and collarbones.
"One more word and my fist is gonna kiss your face.” Lomedy warned, but his voice carried to malice while cradling the tiger hybrid in his lap. “It's still a kiss, bro..” Flame countered, nuzzling into Lomedy's shoulder.
All he got in response was a playful scoff. “How is me punching you a kiss?” Lomedy questioned Flame's logic. “You worded it that way, do you wanna kiss me?” Flame replied, inhaling the other's cologne.
The bunny hybrid looked at him incredulously, feigning his annoyance. “ You're twisting my words. That's not what I meant at all, bro.” Lomedy complained, pulling Flame away and letting the other straddle his waist.
Flame just shook his head before tilting his head at the man underneath him. “I do want a kiss though..” he uttered, unashamed and expectant with Lomedy.
The shorter gave him a deadpan look before he replied with a nonchalant flare. “This is your kiss.” Lomedy teased, just before punching Flame's shoulder lightly. The tiger hybrid just laughed out loud at that.
“That's not a kiss! That's far from a kiss, bro. Come here and give me an actual one.” Flame accused while playfully poking Lomedy's chest repeatedly to prove a point. He leaned down until their faces were mere inches apart, waiting expectantly.
The bunny hybrid just gave him a shrug, shoving Flame away as if uninterested. “You said it yourself, it counts as a kiss, so…” He trailed off, turning away from Flame as if the tiger hybrid had wronged him.
Flame’s eyes widened at Lomedy's words, getting closer to him again, pressing their foreheads against each other this time. “I didn't say anything like that. Give me my kiss” He demanded.
Lomedy completely ignored Flame, turning his head away. “You didn't? I swore I heard you tell me otherwise…” The bunny hybrid brought a hand to his chin, pretending to be deep in thought.
The tiger hybrid just let out a small whine at Lomedy's denial, getting desperate now. “Please? I didn't get beat up for nothing, bro..” He pleaded. Flame didn't even care about how pathetic he looked right now.
The bunny hybrid continued to hum, paying no attention to Flame at all. “Maybe you did, bro. That's why your face is still so swollen,” He insisted. Flame just let out a rumble of denial.
He wrapped his arms around the other's waist, nuzzling against Lomedy's chest. “Bro, I need a cure for my face though, to make me feel better..” Flame whined, kissing up all over the shorter's neck again to prove a point.
Lomedy just let out a small huff, petting Flame like he was dealing with a fussy child. “Then find the remedy, Flame. What's stopping you?” He chuckled, finding humor in playing along. “That's the thing! You're the treatment. I need your kiss. Right now.” Flame declared.
“Is that so?” The bunny hybrid asked rhetorically. Flame nodded so fast he swore his head was gonna fall off, needy and desperate mixing together and growing into something worse. “Please, Loms…” Flame begged.
And who was Lomedy to deny that cute face? Gently, Lomedy cupped Flame's face. His eyes trailed to Flame's lips, then climbed to make eye contact with him.
They stayed like that for a minute, then finally, Lomedy pulled Flame into a searing kiss. Flame felt his heart skip a beat, letting himself melt into Lomedy, taking in the softness of his lips against him once more.
He sucked on Flame's bottom lip until the other gave him entrance to his mouth. His tongue wrapped around Flame's, twisting and moving together in tandem.
Flame let out a small whimper from finally getting what he wanted, and Lomedy drank it all up like a starving man. Shortly after, they pulled away with stuttering breaths, greedily filling their lungs up with air once more.
Lomedy found his words soon enough, hands finding purchase on Flame's shoulders in a firm hold. “Does that do it, Flame?” His words get caught in his throat while panting for air, looking into Flame's eyes.
The latter lets out an unsatisfied whine, pressing his crotch against Lomedy's in an attempt to get even the slightest friction. “Please, not enough. More please” He whined, hands keeping their grip on Lomedy's waist.
Flame moved his hips back and fourth, desperate to get himself off in possibly one of the most humiliating ways possible. “I need you, Lomedy please” The tiger hybrid wailed against the other's neck.
Met with the mewling mess of a man that was Flame, Lomedy could only say that he was no better to not succumb to him. His hands quickly found Flame's belt and hastily unbuckled it, taking sweet time and watching Flame slowly lose his mind.
Eventually, he'd gotten Flame's pants off after a few minutes of struggle. Lomedy let Flame do the rest, chuckling every time the tiger hybrid’s hands slipped up and fumbled with his shorts and underwear.
Feeling bad for how urgent he looked, Lomedy lifted his hips so Flame could get his pants off easier. He watched his shorts and boxers get dismissed on the floor, before his attention was back to Flame shuffling his pants off.
The outline of Flame's boner was painfully obvious at this point, the tip straining against the front of the fabric and staining it with pre. After a few curses and slip-ups, Flame had finally managed to get it off.
His cock immediately sprung up, red and angry at the tip. Flame stammered over his words as he palmed the stiff member. “Wh— where's the lube, Loms? Please-!” He asked, voice practically dripping of anticipation.
Lomedy thanked whatever god was out there for blessing him with such a sight, unable to take his eyes off of Flame's cute pleading face. “Second drawer..” He breathed out, watching Flame immediately lunge for his bedside drawer and dig up everything until he found the small container.
All Lomedy had to do was lay there while Flame ran into more trouble uncorking the bottle. He poured a generous amount over his fingers, lifting Lomedy's hips to circle them over Lomedy's tight rim, then one slick digit dug into his hole.
He didn't care enough to cover up his moan, his mouth hanging open as Flame slowly worked him open, his gentleness being a surprise to Lomedy considering how frantic Flame was a minute ago.
Lomedy's breaths hitched the more Flame’s finger moved against his walls, efficient and gentle in all the ways he was familiar with. The bunny hybrid let himself relax around Flame, keeping his eyes closed.
He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding the moment Flame inserted another finger, scissoring him open. Lomedy could feel Flame slowly losing patience, his once leisure fingers growing faster, picking up their pace.
Once he deemed Lomedy ready, Flame immediately pulled his fingers out. The smaller could only whine at the loss of fullness, not even registering Flame's hands suddenly gripping his waist again.
The bunny hybrid was quickly shut up by the thick tip of Flame's cock pressed against his hole, biting his lips in anticipation while waiting for the tiger hybrid to get inside his tight heat.
In one fluid motion, Flame slid himself inside, sheathing himself to the hilt inside of Lomedy. He let out a small groan at the warm walls hugging his cock, rolling his hips slightly, like testing the waters.
Lomedy spread his legs wider so Flame could reach farther into his channel, eyes growing hazy with lust as he focused on Flame filling him to the brim.
After a moment, his hands rubbed and squeezed Flame's shoulders. Lomedy's pleading eyes stared straight at the tiger hybrid’s, face scrunching up in pleasure. “Move. Flame, Flame, please—” He choked out. “I need you, bro.” Lomedy whimpered.
Obeying, Flame obediently pulled out until just the head remained inside of Lomedy, then he plunged deeper into the bunny hybrid again. Then he did it once more, twice, thrice, until he fell into a speedy rhythm.
Lomedy could only pull Flame closer to him, hands moving further on his back, gripping onto Flame's shoulder blades like a lifeline. He savoured the delicious pleasure of Flame pulling out of him then burying himself back to the hilt.
It felt so good, too good—he could almost feel Flame in his throat at this point, the tiger hybrid could reach the deepest parts of him his fingers could only dream of.
Each thrust only drew out moans from Lomedy, clinging tighter to Flame as he continued to move. Wet squelches accompanied the air around them, joining the small noises drawn out from the two as the tiger hybrid continued moving.
The bunny hybrid guided Flame's head closer to his, letting out tiny moans right into the tiger hybrid's ears to further rile him up. “Just like that, Flame—” He cooed, followed by a soft moan. “S-so deep inside me, you're doing so good, fuck-!” Lomedy praised.
His simple words only fueled Flame to rush faster into his hole, groans leaving his throat as he let himself get lost in the pleasure. “I can feel you in my stomach, baby. Keep—” Lomedy's words were cut short after a thrust into his hole, willing himself to continue “Keep going, such a good boy you are..”
The rhythm of Flame's hips grew uneven, his hands dropping to Lomedy's thighs to adjust him on his cock. He kept moving the smaller hybrid around until the other let out a mewl at Flame's cock pressing into his spongy bundle of nerves.
Once more, he resumed his delicious thrusts, abusing that one spot inside Lomedy without abandon, basking in the moans that it squeezed out of the bunny hybrid, making a soft purring occur deep in his chest.
He lost himself in the pleasure of Lomedy's tight heat, letting his head drop to Lomedy's neck and biting into it like a beast in heat marking its dinner.
Lomedy could feel pleasure buzzing through his whole body as Flame's cock hit his prostate dead-on every time he fucked into him. “Shit, so good, Flame— haah–” Lomedy babbled, his once-steady praises devolving into incoherent sounds in Flame's ears.
Flame felt his core grow warmer at seeing how much he'd ruined Lomedy, the once sharp-tongued bunny reduced to a wet, moaning mess. His pride practically danced with joy as he watched how much Lomedy fell apart underneath him.
Gods, he could come just from this sight of Lomedy alone.
Seeing Lomedy's face twist in pleasure affected Flame in ways that made him want to ravish Lomedy even more, drink up the adorable noises he makes on his cock.
He nuzzled his nose into the other's brown curls and inhaled Lomedy's scent, smelling of his vanilla shampoo and a hit of something floral, the familiar scent crashing down on him. Flame only buried himself in Lomedy's hair further.
Somehow, his teeth found the other's ears. Lomedy's body tensed up at the potential threat of Flame ripping his bunny ears out like he was just prey, but the other simply nibbled and bit into it as he picked up the pace.
All sense of danger suddenly faded away the moment Lomedy felt Flame speed up, even if that was even possible. His once cautious thrusts grew rougher, slamming his hips against Lomedy's like a desperate dog.
Flame whined out something acutely resembling Lomedy's name as he fucked deeper into the other, his teeth still biting onto the bunny's ears like it anchored him.
Faintly, he heard the headboard of Lomedy's bed move with him, rocking back and forth with his thrusts. Screw bad structure, the bed just kept tapping against the wall like clockwork, but Flame couldn't care less.
It's in the back of his mind at the moment, actually. Lomedy was his priority.
Soon enough, Lomedy felt his stomach twist and knot in on itself, his climax growing closer as Flame continued to sheath himself and pull back again and again. The bunny threw his head back in pleasure.
His brain was practically melted into mush at this point, the only thing occupying his head was FlameFlameFlame— “Fuck, hngh— I'm, I'm close, Flame, please…” He whined, eyes squeezing shut.
Flame just let out a growl of acknowledgement and continued his harsh fucking into Lomedy's hole again, determined to give the man under him a good time. His tail flicked behind him as his pace grew more frantic.
Abandoning any rational thought, Flame let himself loose, feeling himself getting closer the more he fucked into Lomedy's clenching walls. The tiger was practically addicted to Lomedy at this point.
“..’M gonna come inside you, baby— haah, fuck..” Flame’s words broke off into small moans, he could almost taste his release on his tongue, the thought of filling Lomedy up only aroused him even more.
His rhythm turned into a stuttering mess, pushing himself deeper into Lomedy's channel. “Fuck, so tight. You feel so good, baby—” Flame whimpered, letting himself loose inside Lomedy's ass.
A second later, Lomedy's eyes rolled back as white spurts of cum spilled out from the slit of his cock, coating their stomachs in his sticky seed. But somehow, even that didn't stop Flame. He buried himself into Lomedy's hole until his hips met Lomedy's ass.
Flame came right after, filling up Lomedy with his load. Under the dim light, he could see a faint bulge on Lomedy's outline from how much of his cum had spurted out.
Both of them lay in the afterglow, Flame collapsing on top of Lomedy, utterly spent.
The bunny just let Flame land on top of him without complaint, feeling his chest vibrate with a cute purr of satisfaction. He let himself bask in the comforting silence between them, hand carding through Flame's locs.
With Flame nuzzling against his neck again, Lomedy just continued his ministrations without much thought, feeling his eyelids slowly growing heavier as the sleep deprivation suddenly hit him like a freight train.
He tried moving Flame, but it only resulted in the tiger unrelenting like a touch starved puppy, pulling Lomedy back, their bodies pressing flush against each other.
“Bro, stop, you're heavy..” He complained, smacking Flame's back. Lomedy regained his attitude sooner than later, apparently. Flame just grumbled against his chest, like a stubborn housecat begging for cuddles.
They continued to push and pull against each other, until Flame suddenly lifted his head and pressed their foreheads closer to one another. “Let's go again..” He purred.
Lomedy's eyes snapped open and he immediately struggled underneath Flame, trying to pull away. “S-stop! You haven't even pulled out yet!” He hissed.
The tiger simply laughed, grabbing onto Lomedy securely then rolling them over. He settled the smaller on top of him, still chuckling like a madman. “Chill out, I was joking!” He giggled, giving Lomedy a small kiss. “I'll let you sleep, trust.” Flame assured the other.
Lomedy fought back against the smile tugging on his lips, keeping his pissy composure up. “You better.” He huffed out, as if Flame had wronged him.
Just like that, the bunny finally let sleep take over, laying limp against Flame. Pretty quickly, his quiet snores filled the quiet of the room. The tiger just smiled softly, pulling the shorter man closer to his chest, letting him rest his head there oh-so-kindly.