Hi my name is Velocibunni Species: Bunny Hybrid Breed: Yes "I love to play videogames with my friends when I'm not busy running my bakery! I'm eternally sleepy so I'm always sipping on coffee all day, and I love sweets! I enjoy making new friends from all over the world, and really want to travel more soon! Personality Type: INFJ"
Congratulations on finding your forever home, @velocibunnisbakery! Yasutomo Arakita has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!
The first time you met Yasutomo at the agency, he had a sharp glare on his face and an annoyed quirk to his lip. He definitely didn't look like someone who was looking for a soft and quiet companion, so it was a surprise to everyone when he seemed to gravitate toward the bunny hybrids rather than anything boisterous. Despite his gruff exterior, Yasutomo was rather quiet himself, seated nearby as he waited for one of the floppy eared hybrids to come to him instead. It was you, the bravest of the bunch, who gave him a chance first. The satisfied smile — not a sneer, not even a smirk — he gave you as you approached was followed by an even gentler, "Hey there, bun-chan."
Life with Yasutomo quickly taught you that the quiet calm he showed you was definitely not his norm. If anything, it was your privilege alone to see this softer side of him as he was often loud and brash and argumentative with everyone else. He'd gotten questioned a lot, at first, as to his reasoning for adopting a bunny hybrid of all things when his own personality was that of a wolf. To the average person, he'd reply with an irked growl of, "Why not?" However, to those he was closest to, you'd see the slight tint of pink on his cheeks as he refused to give his real answer. He was a softie at heart with a penchant for caring for those smaller than him and he showed you that side to his personality often.
He'd felt a little guilty at first, bashful even, when your relationship took a turn for the more intimate and it actually took him a while to not burn red whenever your soft hand would dance across at his bare skin, begging for him to touch you. Once the thought of intimacy became routine for him, however, Yasutomo began to show you more of his teasing cockiness. For all the times a simple touch from you had made him blush, he mentally vowed to do double as much for you. Whispering into the skin of your neck about all the things he'd do to, he reveled in the shivers you'd give him every time one of his canines so much as grazed at your sweet spots.
"Who knew my little bun-chan had such a naughty streak," he'd chuckle lowly, the hand on your chest groping with rough, calloused fingers. "S'pose it's kinda in your nature, huh? Should've guessed you'd be in heat so often."
With another grope, Yasutomo's hand left your chest to trail down the rest of your body. His eyes caught onto every twitch you gave him in response, his smirk curling wider against your skin. "I wouldn't be such a good owner if I let you take care of this yourself all the time, hm?" he asked, pressing himself flush against you in a rhythmic motion. The thick of his cock was pressed against your backside, bumping into your twitching cotton tail with every rut of his hips. A whine fell from your lips, desperate for more friction, and Yasutomo responded with a warm breath to the shell of your flopped ear. His thumb hooked into the waistband of your shorts, tugging them downward. "Wouldn't want anyone to think I was a bad owner, huh?"
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