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Ryoji’s favorite food was meat. And for a wolf, he was pretty picky about what kind of meat went into his body.
Larger animals were pretty fun to play with. He enjoyed the chase before the meal, laughed when they realized they couldn’t get away, and always gave his thanks before chowing down. Deer meat was one of his favorites to indulge in whenever he had the chance. They had learned not to wander into his territory over the past few decades, though, leaving him to hunt after smaller animals.
Anything small was just too easy for Ryoji. There was hardly any fight. Their meat was too thin to really leave him satiated, unless he happened upon a particularly well-fed beaver every once in a while.
He liked rabbits, though. They were fast enough to really make him work for his meal, and once he had them in his hands, he hardly took his time. It was in his nature, after all. Biting into them while they trembled underneath him, feeling them go limp as he drank up their blood for the aperitif before digging into the main course. Their bones were the perfect size to clean his teeth afterwards.
However, they, like the deer, had been getting smarter. A lot of them didn’t let their young out of their sight anymore— impressive, given how much young a single couple can produce— but it was still impossible to control them all . Especially the runts who fell to the wayside. Runts like Minato.
Ryoji found him wandering the forest, dressed in a tattered red hood with hair the color of midnight. He was small even for a rabbit, and too thin for Ryoji’s liking. There was just no way he’d be a satisfying snack, let alone a meal . Ryoji figured he wouldn’t bother spending the effort trying to catch him if he ran off. Maybe one of his bigger siblings would come after him.
But Minato didn’t run off. He didn’t even flinch in the presence of a wolf like Ryoji. A wolf made of the stuff of rabbit’s nightmares, who towered over him with sharp teeth and long nails. A wolf who wouldn’t have any problem cleaning off what little meat was on his bones.
The rabbit just looked up at him with sleepy eyes and declared, “I think I’m lost.”
And he was, because no rabbit with common sense would dig a burrow so close to Ryoji’s territory. Not in recent years, anyway. If anymore rabbits wandered onto his territory there would be no more room for the graves they’ve dug.
“You are,” agreed Ryoji, “do you know where your burrow is?”
The tiny thing just shook his head. His body was so scrawny under his hood. Even his ears flopped against his head as if too tired to stand up on their own.
“I fell behind my siblings and they forgot to come back for me,” he said, “and I don’t know where they could have gone…”
Typical treatment for a runt, but Ryoji wouldn’t be surprised if his family was even more vicious due to his size and demeanor. They probably hadn’t even bothered to warn him about wolves and other larger animals roaming the forest in hopes he’d get eaten.
Sympathy gnawed at Ryoji for a moment before he wondered if he should indulge in this rabbit, after all.
The rabbit glanced at the wolf’s ears and tail. “By the way, what are you? You’re too big to be a rabbit.”
Ryoji could have laughed. He’d been correct about his family after all, but this was new. The dumb little thing didn’t have the slightest idea what Ryoji even was .
Whatever sympathy he felt before quickly vanished. He wanted to eat him. He had to, but not before playing with him a bit. Something about such a young, small animal being so unafraid of something like Ryoji tugged at what few heart strings he had. Ryoji had gotten accustomed to being alone, but maybe he could entertain the idea of a companion— for as long as he could resist gobbling the rabbit up, anyway.
Ryoji leaned a little closer towards the rabbit, smiling wide with his too-sharp teeth, “I’m a wolf. We’re just a little bit different from your kind.”
The rabbit gasped at the sight of his teeth and took a step back. “Your teeth!” He pressed a finger against his own teeth, feeling for the point when there was none. “My teeth aren’t sharp like yours.”
“My ears aren’t long like yours, either,” said the wolf, pinching the tip of the rabbit’s ear, “but I can hear just as well as you. We aren’t so different.”
The rabbit smiled. “Do you have a name?”
“Ryoji.” He smiled back. “What’s yours?”
“Minato.”
A cute name for a cute little thing like him. Ryoji almost felt bad about what he was about to do.
He offered a hand, and pointed towards the direction Minato came from with the other. “If you came from that direction, your burrow must be on the outskirts of the woods. I can take you there.”
Minato looked in the direction behind him, chewing his bottom lip. Ryoji’s mind began to run as he eyed the way his teeth worried the pink skin of his lip. That mouth was pretty small.
No— he had to eat him. He had to think with his stomach and not his other body parts. There would be some stray lamb that would wander in soon enough, and Ryoji could have his way with them instead. Something bigger that could actually take his knot. Minato was just… too small.
Soon enough, the rabbit slipped his hand into Ryoji’s and agreed with a nod of his head. His hair shifted to cover one of his eyes and he blinked up at the wolf with his other. “Thank you very much, Ryoji.”
Pretty. Even prettier on the ground with a chunk of skin missing from his neck. Red really was a pretty color on him, like his hood.
They hadn’t gotten closer to the edge of the woods, of course. Ryoji only led them deeper inside, where no one would be able to really make out his screams. Even if they did, who would be stupid enough to come after them? Minato was done for.
That first bite was easy. The rabbit was close enough that Ryoji only had to push him down, knocking his head into the ground hard enough for something to snap . He must have gone and broken Minato’s nose, from the amount of blood gushing from his nostrils as he looked up at the wolf with big, gray eyes.
“Ryoji?”
The wolf wasted no time, licking his chops as he pinned the rabbit down to wrap his teeth around the side of his neck, swallowing back the skin and muscle, barely sparing a moment to chew. He was suddenly starving as he stared at the rabbit writhing on the ground, red splattered against the grass and over porcelain skin. Ryoji pulled his hand back, ready to carve into the skin of his chest and pull out his heart to take the next bite— but stopped.
Something kept tickling his mind, nagging at him from the moment he noticed just how small Minato was.
He really was too small, but maybe…
Ryoji shuddered at the scream that tore from Minato’s throat as he breached him. It wasn’t too difficult. Maneuvering the rabbit onto his lap was easy due to the wound in his neck, but making him fit around his cock was the real challenge. The rabbit was indeed small, but he was made to be stretched out, anyway. Ryoji was just preparing him for what lay ahead of him— if he managed to survive this.
“Ryoji!” Minato’s hands, bloodied from where they were pressed against his throat moments earlier, tried to claw at Ryoji’s fingers around his hips. “That hu—rts, please, stop!”
Fat tears began falling down his cheeks, mixing with the blood pouring from his throat as it continued to leak down his chest towards the spot his cock was tearing his cunt open to act as the most erotic form of lube. Ryoji kept his eyes glued to the sight as he continued to drag him further and further down until there was nowhere else to go.
He panted for breath, unsure of whether or not to even move for fear of hurting himself. Minato’s breathing came out labored and Ryoji imagined it would only get worse as the blood continued to flow from his wound. He rolled his hips, drinking in Minato’s hiss of pain before pulling him up to drop him back down. From the pinched expression on his face, it must have hurt quite a lot. Minato hadn’t even been properly prepared, but could anything really have prepared him for something like Ryoji?
Ryoji groaned as the slide of his cock grew smoother. They were getting the hang of this.
“Just— kill me..!” Minato’s head lolled against his shoulder, and it was so thrilling to see the life literally leave his eyes that Ryoji couldn’t help but tighten his grip on his hips. As if he were trying to leave in the middle of their fun. Ryoji wouldn’t let him go, though. Even as Minato’s lips quivered and begged this beast to kill him, he wouldn’t grant him that satisfaction. The dumb little rabbit might not have realized it, but he was worth keeping around. More than worth it. His body continued to prove that.
Ryoji nuzzled against his bloodied throat, licking at the wound he inflicted earlier. He’d gone in for the kill and only thought to stop at the very last second, just when it might have been too late, and it was incredibly difficult to do so. He tasted divine under his teeth, blood spurting into his mouth and over his tongue, leaving his jaws dripping with it.
The wolf had to truly restrain himself from tearing through muscle and bone as he pinned him down. It would be so easy to just eat the rest of him, gobble up every part of him until his cries were gone and he was alone again. There would be other rabbits, surely.
But none would be like the one underneath him, begging for death while his cunt squeezed tight around his cock like it didn’t know how to do anything else. Every part of him was a morsel. A tasty little snack that would last Ryoji a long time.
“I’m never letting you go, bunny,” said Ryoji, digging his nails deeper into his legs, deep enough for blood to flow, “You’re my playmate, now.”
Minato tried to scream. Blood was filling up his mouth from his throat, bubbling down his chin towards his chest. Ryoji kissed it away, licking into his mouth to keep him from choking on it all. For such a little thing, he had a lot of blood to give.
With every thrust Ryoji got that much closer to popping his knot into his cunt. The idea had him shivering with excitement— could something so small really be able to take it? He was already taking the rest of him so well, pretty cunt swallowing him up so wonderfully, so a little more wouldn’t be impossible. Rabbits were good for breeding, weren’t they?
And he’d never get this chance again. No runt was stupid enough to go near a wolf like him. Minato was a rare case that just happened to fall into his lap, and Ryoji was suddenly painfully curious as to what their litter would look like. Small, like him, hopefully, with Ryoji’s appetite. He’d keep them safe. He’d help Minato raise them until they were old enough to leave, and then he’d give him a brand new litter all over again. As many as it took for him to stay.
A growl ripped out of his throat as Ryoji brought Minato down onto his hips hard. He had to get his knot inside, even if it meant tearing the stupid little rabbit apart. Minato would heal. His body would stitch itself back together because it would have to. It had to make room for a whole litter.
“Don’t,” Minato’s hands pushed against Ryoji’s chest, though he was too weak to really make him move, “No more will fit, please, no more…”
The flared bulb at the base of his cock throbbed at the sight of his tears. They mixed with the blood leaking from his nose and mouth and Ryoji licked it all up, grabbing the rabbit’s cheeks to force him still. His head kept falling to the side as if he were about to doze off, and with the amount of blood he’d lost so far, he probably was on his way to passing out.
He couldn’t. He had to be awake for when Ryoji proved him wrong.
“It has to fit, silly,” Ryoji smiled with his bloodied teeth, “where else is my knot going to go?”
The life leaving Minato’s eyes seemed to rush back in. The hands against Ryoji’s chest balled into fists, hitting him with what little strength he had left as he cried, “You can’t! I can’t take— it won’t take!”
Ryoji’s chest swelled with affection. Rabbits really were the cutest when they were scared.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, bunny!” Ryoji thumbed away the tears pouring down his face, taking care not to nick his face. It was already so battered from their earlier struggle, and Ryoji really didn’t want to hurt him anymore. “I’ll take care of you and our kits, and I know you’ll be a good mother. Then you won’t ever have to be on your own, again. You’ll never leave.”
Minato’s voice would be hoarse from how much he was crying. Ryoji quieted him with another kiss, savoring the salt and copper on his tongue as he shifted to lay him down, gentle against the grass. Like this, he could knock deeper yet inside, deep enough for his knot to slip in. He pinned the rabbit down with his weight, keeping him from squirming away as his hips snapped roughly into his.
Wet, lewd sounds were the only other noise besides Minato’s weeping and Ryoji’s panting. He hadn’t been this excited in quite a long time. No hunt had ever had his attention like this. Ryoji’s eyes were glued to the bump in his belly, skin stretching with each thrust of his cock, and he thrilled knowing it would only grow bigger.
Ryoji howled as he brought his hips down hard enough for his knot to pop through and into Minato’s cunt. The pleasure of his release was unlike anything he’d felt before. Pouring everything inside him into something so small and tight had him dizzy with delight. Ryoji’s mind swam, and the grip on Minato’s waist grew so tight he felt the bones under his hands break. The rabbit screamed again, gritting his teeth tight as his body took everything Ryoji had to give.
“Kill me, just—” Minato’s voice was strained from the pain of the knot sinking into him and his newly broken ribs, “eat me, just eat me, kill me!”
Ryoji’s moan in response was filthy. He could only watch as Minato’s flat belly stretched with his cum. Such a tiny thing sucking all of this in as if greedy for it. There was no way he didn’t want this. Minato must have known this would happen and wanted it from the start.
After what felt like hours it stopped. Ryoji slumped against Minato with another kiss, sucking the blood off of his tongue before licking up the rest of his tears. The urge to eat until there was nothing left came back tenfold, but he managed to push it all away with a bite to his shoulder. Blood beaded along the teeth marks and he licked that up, too.
“Please,” Minato continued to beg, even after his voice began to leave him, even after he began to go limp against the ground from blood loss, “please—”
“I’m sorry, bunny,” Ryoji cooed, “but you’re safe, now.”