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Forest Rabbit Ghost - fixed post!
🕑 Added 2025-04-13 03:31:00 +0000 UTCThis post was broken somehow.. now it should be accessible! ๐
Johnny wasnโt sure where exactly they were heading, only that Simon ask he follow. They were walking for what would have felt like hours if not for the company.
Simon was distracting as ever, as the pale moonlight brushed through the soft fur on his ears and across his maskless face. They were safe here, Johnny could tell by the assured steps Simon took winding through the roots and bushes as though heโd made this trek a thousand times before. What Simon didnโt tell him was that this was the first time heโd not gone alone.
โNearly there,โ Simon says a few paces ahead of him, ducking under a low branch.
โSo ye arenโt planning on burying my corpse out here where no one will find it?โ He said, dodging the same branch.
โThat would โave been a few paces over there, I reckon. Better ground for it.โ
Before Johnny could reply with a smile playing on his lips, Simon had halted at last.
โCโmere,โ he beckoned softly, and Johnny emerged in front of a small clearing, canopied by foliage like a protective cocoon. He watched Simon move to a large outcropping a few steps away, and sit in the shallow cave-like hovel. The ground looked soft within it, with a few blankets scattered about. Simon looked even more inviting sitting there, watching him.
โโS your den,โ Johnny guessed in awe, more than a little stunned that heโd be entrusted to its location. He didnโt know much about rabbit hybrids, but he knew Ghost and his secrecy to its whereabouts.
Simon looked at him for a long moment, and Johnny would have worked up the courage to join him in it had he not stood abruptly.
โTurn around,โ Simon ordered, and Johnny was thinking a retort about going to dump his body after allโฆ but the mood didnโt seem right. It seemed a fragile thing in comparison to Simon. He turned without word, and listened to the shuffle of boots being kicked off, bare fur on clean grass and what Johnny could only imagine to be clothes falling to the floor.
He stood there, his quickening breaths thankfully muffled by the soft sounds of the forest cradling them in the spot Simon had made his den.
โYou can look now, Johnny,โ Simon called over his shoulder.
(cue ghosts heat that he usually spends in his den alone)
Comments
Spilt
Omg thank you so much for liking both the little story and the art!! It means a lot!! ๐ฅบ๐ฅบ๐๐๐๐
Pea
Beautiful and beguiling and I LOVED the story along with it, such a lovely window into an intensely intimate moment - and I'm sure Johnny is sure in for quite the time of his life with that muscular bunny
Spilt
THANK YOUUUUU AAA ๐ฅบ๐ฅบ๐๐๐๐ already miss drawing his fluffy ears ๐ฅบ as i was drawing i realized i donโt actually know how to draw back muscles ๐ญ so Iโm glad you like it still ๐คญ๐๐๐
abuttercupinbloom
spilttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt, he is GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY FUCK, I LOVE HIS EARS AND HIS SCARS. his slutty little fit is making me feel incredibly feral!!! HOW DARE HE SHOW OFF HIS BACK LIKE THAT. your anatomy is insaneeeeeeeee, the muscles?!?! holy fuck!!!!!!! bloody love the trees and the shadows, the details are so lovely and amazing. HIS BLUSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. THIS IS SO HEAVENLY AND I AM LOOKING WITH SO MUCH AWE IN MY EYES ๐๐๐๐
