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Rire x reader

Disclaimer: Rire is not mine he belongs to @darqx

Your a bunny hybrid (based off my OC) for reference a bunny Im using is a Holland Flop.

There is some suggestive stuff but nothing crazy. Gender is not specified.

I sit on the couch chewing on some asparagus while watching my favorite movies. I had my loose pair of pajama pants on. I didn't have a shirt on (just a bra on) because I couldn't be bothered to put one on. Besides only Rire lives here, speaking of Rire where is he? I don't have time to wonder when he suddenly appears behind me. "Thinking of me little bunny?" He says lowly in my ear causing me to shudder. I blush and nod I could practically feel his grin. He brings his hand to pet my ears causing me to jump a bit and let out little sounds. "So sensitive" he mocks me, I close my eyes a whimper threatens to leave my throat. "R-Rire..." I mumble, a tentacle slowly explored my body, groping me everywhere. The tentacle decides to just grope my (clothed/bare) chest causing me to let out a moan. I slowly open my teary doe eyes to see Rire in front of me. He towers over me and is grinning, showing off his sharp teeth. A tentacle grabs my arms and pulls them over my head so I can't move them. Another slowly traces over my body to grip my chin. He moves closer to where he is between my thighs. He kneels down and moves his face closer to my heat. He slowly brings his hand to the waistband of my pants and drags them down. One hand plays with my soft cotton ball tail and the other pulls down my underwear. I put my legs over his shoulders and he leans his face closer like he's about to go down on me.

I suddenly jerk awake and groan in disappointment. I rub my thighs together and see that im turned on. "Fuck..." I grumble, I grab the TV remote and turn off the TV. Rire probably had something to do with that damn bastard.