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A bunny’s tail is his temple, and Dick knows this intimately.
He isn’t allowed to touch Jason’s. Not allowed to do it at home, or out on the field, not even during sex. He isn’t allowed to pet it, or groom it, or pull on it when he is mounting Jason from behind, or he is going to get a good thump from those muscular thighs made for hopping and kicking.
When Dick wants to touch Jason’s tail, he has to earn it.
A predator has to earn his way to a bunny’s tail, and that’s exactly what Dick does. He chases Jason down like the predator he is, outruns him, outsmarts him, then pins him down. It isn’t easy. Jason is a bunny—fast, adaptable, and good at detecting the scent and sounds of a predator nearby.
The game always starts the same, with Dick picking out the scent of bunny from the wilds of Gotham, through those concrete boughs and metal shrubs, a red-hooded prey with a fluffy cotton tail and powerful thighs, ready to dash at the first sign of trouble.
Dick does this easily. Wolves are crazy good at smells, and he can always pick out Jason’s scent from miles away, no matter how far Jason runs during his head start they’d agreed on. Then Dick would find him in some brick forest, leaning against something. Or sitting on high ground, mocking him, as if a wolf of Dick’s caliber isn’t worth Jason’s effort to hide.
Jason has always successfully gotten a rise out of Dick—a bunny, disrespecting his predator. And Dick starts to think of ways to punish him when he sees his bunny sitting atop the building again tonight, red helmet against the moon, hiding his lopped ears.
Dick approaches and points his grapple. Jason senses him and stays put, even as Dick reaches the top. He sits there, waiting nonchalantly until Dick is close enough to grab him. Then he finally bolts as if it’s a tease.
Thighs, made for hopping, carry Jason far. Before long, the Bunny Red Hood is already on the roof of the next building over.
Dick gives chase.
They do this ritual too often now. To the onlookers, it’s the standard chase between vigilante and criminal—but Jason leads Dick on. He slows, zigzags, ducking here and there to make the chase more difficult and playful. Then, when he’s finally ready to get caught, he lets Dick catch him, pinning him to the wall with such force that his helmet smacks against it.
Dick makes his point by attaching his mouth to Jason’s scruff, long teeth pinching his skin through the Kevlar. He growls with a warning.
Jason laughs through the helmet without fear, the sounds of his voice deep and resonating through the echoing voice-changer. Then he grinds his toned ass back against Dick’s bulging crotch, teasing him with his wagging floof-ball of a tail. Dick grabs it and tugs, forcing it to unfurl against a bunny’s instinct. Now he’s earned the privilege to touch it as much as he’d like.
Then Dick pulls back, only to drag Jason away roughly and throws him over his shoulders like he’s carrying a log on his back. Jason allows it, his tall figure hanging off from both sides of Dick’s standing form. He’s a wonderful catch, Dick thinks. A bunny this big can feed a wolf for days. Dick sits on the edge of the rooftop with his legs dangling precariously from the side, overlooking the cliff to the city. He places his prize over his lap.
Jason lies there obediently, allowing Dick to play with his tail. A bunny’s tail is always curled up and standing from their buttocks in alertness, waiting for opportunities to flee, especially when a predator comes near. A furled bun tail looks like a cotton ball.
But when Dick pulls on it, he forces it to straighten. Jason’s tail is rather long this way, rather triangular. It’s white on the underside and toasted caramel on the back. Dick stretches it out and runs his glove over the soft fur. Jason flips his tail up playfully, brushing the hair against the rubber pats. Dick removes the glove to pet the fur, delighted at its softness.
“You’ve been bad, bunny,” he croaks, already sounding hungry. He can’t wait for his meal. His tail wags from excitement, his ears perking up at any tiny whine the bunny makes.
Jason lifts his hips and grinds his ass against Dick’s hand. Dick removes his hand from the tail, only to tug down Jason’s pants. The hooks at the back—just above the tail so the fabric can loop and gather around it—make it easy. Jason moves his hips to help Dick until his pale ass is exposed below the pretty little bun tail. Between his legs, the slit is moist, giving the sweet, aroused scent of a bunny’s pussy.
Dick’s hand raises and lands abruptly over Jason’s ass. Jason groans. Then Dick smacks him again.
“This is for getting caught. You deserve this, don’t you, Hood?”
Jason moans. It sounds half arousal, half seduction. He tilts his head to look back, and Dick can imagine his beautiful blue-green eyes behind the mask, heavy-lidded, full of lust.
He pushes the helmet down so Jason is turned away and lying there obediently.
“Keep your legs apart, prey. I want to see your pussy.”
Jason does what he’s told. He displays his pussy proudly, pink and pulsating and soaking wet. Dick is delighted at the sight, knowing this is his price to take. Jason is never this obedient until after the chase. Until he knows his wolf has done a good enough job to earn a bunny’s obedience.
Dick’s hand raises again and smacks right between Jason’s legs, his fingers slapping loudly against the bun’s pussy. The fluffy bunny’s tail twitches, raising up just as Dick’s hand lands, before falling down to cover his ass again.
Dick grabs the tail with his other hand to lift it, making sure it doesn’t obstruct the spanking field.
He spanks the pussy again. This time, he can hear the wet sounds of the bun’s pussy juice.
“You’re a bad bunny for running so fast,” Dick says before smacking Jason again, feeling the bun’s tail twitching in his hand. He lands spank after spank, hearing Jason’s low moans coming through the helmet into his sensitive wolfen ears. “You’re so bad, aren’t you? You naughty little bunny, thinking you could outrun a wolf.”
“You caught me,” Jason says, voice seductive even behind the voice changer. “Are you going to eat me now, wolf?”
“Not tonight, you little filthy prey.” Dick slaps his ass again and listens to Jason moan. “You’re too naughty. You deserve punishment and no more.”
Jason throws his head down when Dick spanks his pussy again, his fingers fisting and uncurling from every assault.
“P-please?” he whines.
Dick thinks for a moment, before landing another smack against the wet pussy. Jason is so wet now he’s dripping.
“Hm.” Another slap. “Maybe. Maybe I can let you cum.”
“Yes, wolf!” Jason shakes his ass. He only uses that honorific with Dick when he wants something—and that something is almost always a knot. Buns are all sluts because of their biology.
“I don’t know.” Dick spanks him again, making his hips jolt.
“I’ll suck your knot,” Jason offers, then whines again when another couple of slaps land.
“Okay.” Dick stops slapping Jason’s pussy and pushes a finger against his cunt. It slips in too easily, and adding a second finger to that sweet wet passage cannot be easier. “My goodness, Hood. You’re such a slutty bun.”
Dick inserts two fingers and pumps them into Jason’s pussy. Jason bucks his hips and moans.
“More, Nightwing. Fucking more!”
Dick pulls his fingers out only to smack Jason’s ass again, watching that pale skin bloom pink.
“Come again?”
“M-more—”
“That’s what I thought you said—” Dick thrusts four fingers in this time, all at once, without easing Jason into it as he squelches them into the smooth silky passage of the bunny’s pussy—“You’re such a slut, you can’t even wait for the foreplay to get to the knot, don’t you?”
Jason shakes and writhes, hips twitching this way and that as Dick thrusts his fingers, coming undone.
It’s time. It’s now or never.
Still holding Jason’s bunny tail with his other hand to keep it out of the way, Dick inserts his thumb, finally fitting the whole fist into that insatiable bun pussy.
Jason almost screams behind his helmet. He thrusts his hips faster, moving with Dick’s movements as the wolf starts fucking his fist into his pussy.
“You can’t wait for a knot, can you? Well, a fist’s all you get…”
Dick can feel Jason coming undone. It satisfies him greatly to feel the muscular body of his bunny on his lap, shaking and coming apart from his ministrations. Dick loves the sounds Jason’s mouth makes, and the sounds of his fist fucking into him. He loves the way the bun’s fluffy little tail twitches and wags inside his grip, wanting to get free.
Then, Jason comes around Dick’s fist. His pussy contracts in rapid spasms, silky walls clenching inward at Dick’s fist. It’s satisfying to feel his bunny come.
Dick keeps his fist inside to wait out the aftershocks of the bunny’s orgasm. Then he keeps it there, keeping Jason’s pussy plugged the way a real knot does, keeping his hormones balanced and keeping him from getting horny again too soon. Dick can feel his own hardness unbearable inside his pants. But it doesn’t matter—Jason will return the favor soon enough.
Dick’s fist is covered in the bunny’s juice when he pulls it loose some five minutes later. It’s a much shorter time than a real knot takes to come loose, but Dick’s patience has run out. On his lap, Jason whines again and shakes his ass, his pussy lips red and swollen and ready for more.
“No,” Dick reprimands him. “You suck my knot first, and then I’ll knot you. You’ve got to earn it, Hood.”
Jason groans out of frustration, but he doesn’t fight when Dick pulls his legs from underneath him and stands up. He drags Jason by his collar so he’s kneeling, his head near Dick’s crotch.
Dick’s hands feel around behind the back of Jason’s head, finding the latch so he can remove the helmet. He is greeted with the bun’s flushing face and fucked-out, hazy eyes. His toast-colored lopped ears fall from the helmet, drooping on either side of his head.
Dick runs his fingers through Jason’s sweaty hair before taking hold of one of his ears, tugging harshly.
“Now, open wide,” he says, before finally releasing himself from the confines of his pants.
A wolf’s cock springs to life. Dick pokes the reddened head against Jason’s swollen lips, smearing his pre-cum there, coaxing him to open up, and Jason does.
As Jason swallows Dick whole, taking his entire cock into his throat without choking, Dick almost comes right then and there.
His bunny is so good. So nice and horny and can take him so well. Dick’s tail wags as he thinks this, and Jason’s head moves without Dick having to drag his ears again, fucking his mouth on Dick’s cock.
It’ll be no time before Dick will be so hard he can’t stand not fucking his bunny’s pussy for real.
He knows his bun can take it. Jason can take a knot after taking a fist and come around him just as easily as before. Bunnies have no refractory period, and they’re always such sex machines. And Dick loves Jason for it.
With that thought, Dick starts to pump his hips faster.