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Bugs sighed happily and laid back on his couch, arms and legs spread out to take up the whole thing. His couch, because that Daffy wasn’t here to hog it or kick him off it whenever he wanted to watch whatever dumb show he wanted to pretend he knew a lick about.
He had the weekend to himself and he wasn’t going to waste it. Right as he extended an arm to reach for the remote, he flinched as the doorbell rung, not once but twice and thrice and, ugh, over and over.
“I’m comin’ I’m comin’, keep your pants on.” Bugs rolled his eyes before settling into a glare. Daffy probably forgot some sort of blankie or paper mache replica of himself and was running back to get it.
When he opened the door, it wasn’t Daffy at all. Part of him wished it had been Daffy.
“Oh, Lola -“ he began, but Lola crashed into him with a great hug.
“Bun-Bun!” she squealed, holding him suffocatingly tight. Bugs stood frozen for a moment, arms up in surprise, before settling cautiously around her and rubbing her back once. She detached and before she had a chance to start talking, Bugs did.
“What are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you this weekend.” Bugs raised an eyebrow at her and she cluelessly beamed back at him.
“Well, I was wondering if we could go on a double-date with Tina and Daffy over at this place my parents were telling me about, it’s super beautiful and they have all sorts of nice things like a chocolate fountain, and -“
Bugs raised his gloved hand and shook his head. “What, again? We just went on a double-date. I’m double-dated out.” Lola pouted. Bugs closed his door and turned around, settling on his couch. “Besides, Tina and Daffy are out of town for the weekend.”
“What?” Lola asked quizzically.
Bugs sighed, flicking the game on, not that he could pay much attention to it at this juncture. He turned his head towards her, but she walked over and sat next to him on the couch. So much for having it all to himself. “Something about visiting her sister at her house.”
Lola wrapped her arms around Bugs’ waist and nuzzled her head into his shoulder. Bugs tensed. This girl knows not a thing about boundaries… but he caught himself smiling. He shook it off.
“Oh! She’s visiting her sister? That sounds so fun! My parents have a vacation home by the beach and I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if we went away for the weekend, Bun-Bun! It’ll be so fun, our very first trip together!” Lola grinned at him and Bugs met her gaze, eyes half closed in exasperation.
“You really don’t give notice for these sorts of things, do you.”
“Bun-Bun,” she pleaded.
Bugs looked at his precious game on the TV, then at Lola. Then at the lovely house before him, then at his girlfriend. Then he closed his eyes and sighed.
“Alright. But don’t make me regret giving up my free weekend.” When Bugs opened his eyes, Lola was beaming. It was hard for him not to smile too, albeit with a roll of the eyes.
She planted a fat kiss on his cheek which took him by surprise.
“Well, you better get home and pack.” Bugs commented, getting up and making his way to the stairs to pack his own bags.
“Alrighty!” Lola chittered, running out the front door and immediately pulling out and away.
Bugs sighed. What mess had he gotten himself into?
Lola waved goodbye to her parents as she rolled two suitcases behind her.
Bugs stood next to his car and waited for her to arrive with crossed arms. “Lola, two suitcases? We’re going to be there for two days.”
“I need all my stuff, Bun-Bun. You wouldn’t get it. Girl things.” Lola hummed, loading one of her suitcases into his trunk next to Bugs’. He shrugged and helped her load the second one.
He opened the door for her and she hopped into the passenger seat.
She chattered endlessly through the trip about a bug she saw, and then some food she tried on Wednesday, and then something else, and then this, and that, and whatever else.
“Uh-huh.” Bugs absentmindedly said.
“Bun-Bun. Are you listening?”
“Uh-huh.”
“You’re going the wrong way.”
“Uh-huh.”
“BUGS!”
“What?!” Bugs stopped the car in surprise and looked over.
“You’ve been going the wrong way. I’ve been trying to tell you for like the last 10 minutes. You weren’t listening to me.” Lola frowned.
“Oh. Sorry.” Bugs rubbed the back of his head. “Where do we have to go?”
“Lola, did you pack anything? useful?” Bugs asked, shocked as Lola kept pulling out useless knick after knack.
“Of course I did. You see it all here.” Lola frowned.
“Let me clarify. You packed NO CLOTHES?”
“… No.”
Bugs massaged the bridge of his nose before turning around and rummaging through his bag. Finally, he pulled out a plain white T-shirt and handed it to Lola.
“It ain’t pretty, but it’ll do.”
Lola smiled and ran into the bathroom, coming back out a second later sporting nothing but Bugs’ shirt, oversized on her.
Bugs’ heart skipped a beat and for a moment he felt transfixed. He’d seen her in all sorts of beautiful outfits, but for some reason there was something special about the unprettiness of this, especially when she came closer and he could smell his scent intermingled with hers…
“Bun-Bun? Hello?” Lola waved a hand in front of him and frowned.
“What? Sorry.” Bugs caught his breath and pulled his eyes away. Lola seemed clueless and walked right by. “Where am I sleeping?”
“Well my bedrooms over here, connected to this bathroom, and your bedroom is…” Lola pointed around the hallway before frowning and lowering her finger. Her voice resumed, quietly. “There’s one bedroom.”
“What?! I’m not sleeping on a couch on my vacation.” Bugs crossed his arms.
“I can sleep on the couch, Bun-Bun.” Lola offered, stroking her ears and ashamedly avoiding eye contact.
Oh. Bugs felt bad. He put his hands on her hips - so easy to feel through the fabric of this shirt - and she looked up at him. “No, it’s fine. I’ll do it.”
“Oh, wait!” Lola said, perking up.
Bugs raised an eyebrow.
“What if we slept together in the bed? It’s a big bed.”
“Are you crazy? We’ve never even spent the night together until now.” Bugs heart skipped a beat again. The thought hadn’t even crossed his mind.
“No, no, it’s fine! I used to sleep in my parents bed all the time when I had nightmares as a kid, come here.” Before Bugs could pull away, Lola pulled him towards and into the bed.
He even caught a glimpse of her shirt riding up a bit and that seemed to short circuit his brain a little, which was unexpected. Before he knew it she had pulled him in on top of her and had wrapped her arms around his neck. He did nothing but stare.
“What? Didn’t you hear me?” Lola asked, brows furrowed.
“Huh?” Bugs blinked.
“I told you, you snuggle under the covers.” Lola gestured to them, although she returned her arms to his neck readily.
He complied and tucked in next to her, not taking his eyes off of her.
“Yay! Big bed for both of us!” Lola beamed. And Bugs felt warm seeing it.
“Lola?”
“Mm?” She turned to look at him again.
Bugs placed a gentle hand on her cheek and tilted her head to meet his, kissing her with grand passion. He propped himself up on an elbow for a better angle, but eventually they popped off each others mouths panting, and he laid back down back facing her, a smug smile plastered across his face.
“What… was that for?” Lola asked between breaths.
“Eh,” answered Bugs nonchalantly.
Lola rolled her eyes and decided to play a game of her own. She scooched up against Bugs and ran her finger up and down his chest as hers pressed into his back. Soon, she planted a few kisses on his neck, knowing she was having an effect when she felt him shiver. He stood still for a moment, but decided he definitely wasn’t just going to lay there and let her take control and in a second flipped himself atop her.
Lola stared at him with big eyes, and Bugs stared back, eyes half-closed in a ‘gotcha’ look. His legs on either side of her hips, he sat up for a moment and looked around to throw the girl off before throwing himself down, propping his elbows up on either side of her and holding her head in his hands as he latched his face onto hers in yet another kiss.
Lola ran one of her hands to the back of his head and through the fluffier parts of his fur, while grabbing one of his wrists with the other.
Her desperation was great. So was her quiet. Well, relative quiet, Bugs thought smugly as he twisted his head slightly and managed to win a little battle, slipping his tongue further into her mouth. She was certainly making exciting moans and gasps every time he overpowered her in some way.
He lifted his head, giving her a break from his kisses. He gave her half-lidded, sultry eyes with a smile and tilted his head in question. He wasn’t fighting for anything now, or being smug, or proving anything - he was showing he wanted something.
“B-Bugs…” Lola took a moment to catch her breath and open her eyes, but it felt like her voice was caught in her throat when she saw the look he was giving her. Which certainly didn’t happen often, she was often talking despite, well, anything.
“Lola…” Bugs repeated, in an almost sing-songy voice.
One of his hands trailed down from her cheek to her neck, and Lola could’ve sworn she felt every cell in her body. Bugs played with the fur, watching his hand as it trailed down to that shirt of his she was wearing and dragged down her side and stomach. He teased, avoiding hotspots before bringing his hand back up to her cheek and gaze back to her eyes.
Her breath and heart rate had quickened considerably and she stared at him with wide, expectant eyes. Bugs smile turned sly.
“What?” Bugs asked innocently.
“I-?” Lola started, swallowing when Bugs brought his face closer to hers until their noses were almost touching. “I don’t get it,” she whined helplessly, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him into another kiss. He complied, albeit with a much shorter one than he had been giving, before separating, much to Lola’s dismay.
“What don’t you get?” teased Bugs. Part of him didn’t quite get it either, he hated teasing people and he never liked seeing anyone in distress, but there was something about inspiring such … depraved desperation in Lola that excited him out of his mind, something about being on top of her and controlling her every move, the noises he inspired, the look in her eye, feeling her fast breathing and pulse under him, her warmth, her scent… it was driving him crazy.
“What are you doing? Why are you stopping? Why are you looking at me like that, Bugs? Ughh,” Lola moaned, tugging at his head again, but this time he didn’t budge. He grinned.
“Eh? You don’t want me to stop? Don’t want me to stop doing what, Lola?” Hearing his name moaned out of her mouth, even in this desperate exasperation, almost made him lose the act. It was never like this the other million times a day she said his name, so he wasn’t sure what was so different now, but god was it different.
“Don’t stop kissing me, touching me, B-“ Lola couldn’t finish speaking, Bugs already got the approval he needed. He had his mouth on hers again and her moans joined his now. He eagerly complied with her request and felt all the parts of her body that he’d always found beautiful, but not so intoxicating as they are now - he squeezed and groped every part of her that made her more audible (an odd goal, considering he usually enjoyed quiet from her!)
Speaking of intoxicating, so was her smell - stronger now than he’d ever remembered noticing before. He buried his face in her neck and planted deep kisses, breathing in her scent. Her signature vanilla perfume, not quite removed by her citrus soap she’d used in the shower, danced with the smell of his laundry detergent - but there was a wonderful, sweet smell of her overpowering all of it that was driving him nuts.
As much as he liked her wearing his clothes, it was annoying him now. Got in the way and stopped him from seeing Lola in full, which he wanted to do now. He pulled away and sat up, and Lola practically sobbed. He put a finger to her lips and bent down to kiss her, before quickly swiping her shirt.
Lola, shocked, covered herself up. Bugs, having none of that, pried her arms away from her and pressed his chest into hers as he pressed their lips together, shoving his tongue into her mouth.
Bugs held Lola’s arms out over her head as he positioned his hips at her crotch. Lola spread her legs to accommodate, although she wasn’t sure why.
She jumped as he slid himself into her, but he had her pinned down. She squealed as he moved his entire length in - it was a weird sensation for the both of them.
But as soon as he pulled mostly out, she thrusted her hips back up and he groaned and they both knew what they wanted and how to do it.
Bugs sped up his thrusting until he was at a steady rhythm - with every time he went in he slammed into her, as it made Lola moan and moan and moan and almost scream as the pleasure mounted.
“B-Bugs-“ Lola gasped between moans. His ears twitched.
“Say… that again.” Bugs panted. Should probably pull it out now a sane part of his brain urged.
“Bugs!” Lola just about screamed as she hit climax and wrapped her legs around his hips and arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. Any part of his brain that could have possibly wanted him to pull out at this point was long gone. He kissed her deeply, reaching his own climax and pumping his seed into her a few times before holding himself as deep into her as possible for a few seconds.
After a bit he detached fully and collapsed to the side of her, panting and staring at the ceiling. Lola did much the same, but of course she was already on her back.
Nobody said a word for a while.
“Did you-“ they both started, then turned their heads to meet each other. Bugs looked away, noticing Lola was still nude. “Sorry.”
“Sorry? For what?” Lola asked with a frown.
“You’re, uh,” Bugs cleared his throat and realized the silliness. “Are you okay, Lola?”
“Much better than okay. I’m tired.” Lola grinned and rolled over to Bugs, wrapping an arm around him. She yawned and half-closed her eyes. Bugs glanced over at her and smiled. He lifted an arm and wrapped it around her, and planted a kiss on her forehead.
“So what was it again?” Lola asked.
They were on the couch together. Bugs laid the full length, and Lola was seated in his lap, head resting next to his. They were seconds into a movie, and Bugs had to pause it for the fifth time.
“Sex. Canoodling. Intercourse. Lovemaking. Coitus. Fornication. Nookie. Bonking.” Bugs glared at her. “What don’t you get??”
“Why’d it feel so good?” Lola met his glare with a smile. Bugs rolled his eyes to hide his smile back. Can’t not smile at having your sex prowess be complimented.
“Guess I’m just so great.” Bugs bit, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
“Why’d it make me have to pee?”
“Lola, you went to school, didn’t you? You know what sex is.” Bugs asked, perplexed.
“Well duh. I just like the pink in your cheeks when you talk about it.” Lola smirked and flashed him a sultry look.
Bugs blinked at her. Then frowned. Then gasped. “Hold on. We didn’t use protection.”
“What, I have to wear a helmet for that? I’ve got to wear a helmet for a bike, for driving a car, for everything -“
Bugs stopped her. “No, Lola. Are you on birth control?”
“Oh, yeah.” Lola pressed the play button on the movie. Bugs took the remote back and paused it.
“No ‘oh yeah’, do you even know what birth control is?” he scolded.
Lola sighed in exasperation. “Yes, Bun-Bun. I’m not stupid. My mom was all like ‘If you’re gonna be dating that boy who’s also a rabbit you’re going to need to use protection because I’m not becoming a grandma before you’re married’ and I was like ‘ew mom’ and she made me go pick one out and I didn’t want any doctor looking in my purse so I got the implant. See?” She showed him her bicep and pointed to a small rectangular shape under her skin. “It’s like a tattoo except not creative. I could totally make a better one.”
Bugs blinked at her again. Then tilted his head. “So… we can do all that again all weekend… without being bothered, whenever we want, with no consequences?”
Lola smiled at him and rested her head on his shoulder. “Mm.”
Bugs nose twitched and he pulled her closer. “Hey. Don’t have too much fun with this. Stop encouraging me.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Lola hummed, unpausing the movie. Using a free hand to rub Bugs’ cheek and neck…
Bugs pulled into his driveway and parked. He rolled his suitcase out from his trunk and opened his front door.
“Hey Daffy. How was the weekend with Tina?” Bugs asked, leaving his suitcase next to the front door and grabbing a carrot from the fridge. Daffy sat on the recliner watching god knows what.
“A bust. They went out gallivanting around town all weekend and left me at home with her sisters baby! They used me as free childcare! What’s happening to this country?” Daffy complained, crossing his arms.
Bugs sat down on the couch and bit into his carrot. “Darn.”
Daffy looked over at him and his suitcase. “Where’d you come back from?”
“Oh, Lola and I went away for the weekend to her parents vacation house.” Bugs shrugged.
“Ha! A whole weekend with Lola? I thought you said she drives you crazy.” Daffy laughed.
“Oh, she drove me crazy alright.”