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Let Sleeping Rabbits Lie

By KinkSaber

It wasn’t a great day for Cael. There were massive delays in the customs lines and it seemed everybody had forgotten to remove their coins or belts or, hell, a whole ass metallic plate right before they went through the metal detectors. It was rare for the rabbit to be so rushed that he ran directly to the gates; and what’s worse was that he had been forced to skip his customary preflight coffee. 

That was probably what set him up to be in a poor mood. Caffeine addiction is no joke. The moment he found his seat and settled his luggage, the rabbit pulled the eye mask over his face, stuffed earplugs into his fluffy ear holes, clicked his seat belt, and drifted to sleep. All was well for roughly ten minutes, when the passenger behind him bumped into his seat and jolted him awake. No big deal. Everyone was still boarding. These things happened.

Then he felt a kick. It wasn’t just an accidental kick, but a full on push, backed by the force of malicious intent and entitlement. The rabbit groaned. He swore he’d do something if it happened again, but he’d let it go if it was the very last tim–

Bang! His whole seat shook as the passenger behind him pushed his feet into the back of the seat. The seat to his right, the window seat, was empty, but he felt something slam against his arm and jerked his entire body forward. The rabbit was mad. This had not been the dream vacation that he wanted. Far from it. First it was that wolf who gave him hell for sixteen hours, then he lost sleep that first night – however fun it was – and then it was just a string of bad luck all around. The museum he wanted to see was closed. The limited edition donut shop was sold out when it was his turn. The souvenirs he bought were left on the bus by accident. He’s had enough. 

Cael pulled off his blindfolds and the earplugs, stood up into the aisle, and just as he was to scream at the asshole who seated behind him, their eyes met. The other passenger gasped first, and then Cael’s anger quickly dissipated and turned into thoughts of revenge.

“Oh, hi again, Chad!” Cael forced a smile on his face. It was the most terrifying smile that the wolf had ever seen in his life. Everything else on the rabbit’s face was pure seething rage served on a soggy smile sundae. “So nice to see you again, why, headed back to New Hawk City, are we?”

“Awh, shit!” The wolf gulped. “Heh-heh-hey! So, uh, good to see you again!”

Chad tried to pull his foot back, but found that it was completely stuck between the two seats in front of him. He winced and pulled again, only to find that his poor sitting posture made it impossible for him to exert any real strength. His entire weight rested on his lower back in the exact way that his mom had told him time and time again not to be seated. 

He recalled how much tickle torture the rabbit had put him through – a whole day and another whole night of almost nonstop tickles. There was, of course, some fun bits mixed in; and after he promised seven times over to never be an asshole on a plane again, the rabbit finally released the bondage and freed him. Oh, yes, there were fun bits. It would be a straight up lie to claim that the wolf didn’t enjoy being handled so roughly. He enjoyed being put in his place. The punishment. The rabbit’s authoritative voice and manner. Gods, that was erotic as hell. It was something the wolf never had the chance to explore. Although it ate away a day of his vacation, he can’t deny that he would do it all over again in a heartbeat. 

“If I recall correctly, didn’t you make me some sort of promise, hmm?”

“Oh, well, did I now?” The wolf put on his nicest ‘customer service smile’, but he was sweating on the inside. His brain was completely empty; he couldn’t think of a single way to get out of his predicament. The headphones around his neck suddenly felt as heavy as a chained collar, as if he was a prisoner to the rabbit’s punishment once again. “C’mon, bro, we’re in public now – you can’t do that to me here!”

“So you do realize you’re in public? And you’re still acting like this?” The rabbit nodded his head at the foot that was stuck between the two seats. “Gosh, Karma really does come around real quick for you, huh?”

“Can we talk about this?” The wolf panicked. He wasn’t opposed to the idea of being tickled by the rabbit again, but he would really fucking preferred that it didn’t happen in front of 300 other passengers; each one which could record the entire thing on their phone. He really wanted to not go viral for being someone’s tickle bitch on a flight.

That made his cock sprang to life. The wolf knew he was in so much trouble. He should have learned his lesson, but some people just aren’t capable of learning from their first or second or even third mistake.

The rabbit leaned forward until his face was next to the whimpering wolf. “I’m quite sure we’ve already talked about this extensively, haven’t we, Chad?”

“I.. uh, I suppose we have. But we can talk about it again, can’t we?”

“Better cover yourself up, Chad. Or the flight attendant is going to see your raging hard every time they walk by – and I might just ding them for a couple extra diet sodas.” The rabbit pointed at the wolf’s crotch, which now sported a very obvious, a very large bulge. “You don’t want them to think you’re some kind of tickle pervert, do you?”

“Eep!” The wolf scrambled to rip the plastic bag open and threw the blanket over himself. His cheeks blushed as he pressed down on his crotch to hide the now even-more-obvious bulge. “Oh no! Oh no!” The wolf cried as he shuffled around to get his complementary pillow and placed it over himself. At last he was modest again, and as a bonus he finally wiggled his foot free, but not before the rabbit’s gotten a couple good pictures on his phone – of both the trapped feet, and the tented pants.

“Ah, another picture to add to my collection!” Cael exclaimed. “Thank you very much for the cooperation, Chad. Lovely to run into you again – and if you give me any fucking grief for the next sixteen hours, I’m going to make sure your feet and face are plastered all over feetsky – understand?”

“Eep!! Yes sir!” The wolf whimpered once more, defeated. “No kicking, no pushing, no playing with the tray table. I won’t even bump into you by accident! I promise.”

“Hmph. We’ll see.”

Cael was lucky that the flight was not full, and he ended up sitting alone with the seat next to him and across the aisle completely empty; but that promise to leave him undisturbed lasted all of three hours, when the wolf slid his feet into his flip flops, then pushed himself up to use the bathroom. It was a mere nudge, but that was enough to wake the rabbit up, and Cael was never in a good mood when he was prematurely awakened – especially when he was traveling free of caffeine. As soon as the wolf walked back towards his seat, he felt cold chills run down his spine. The rabbit’s glare was like daggers, ready to cut him into a hundred thousand pieces. Cael wiggled his finger and signaled the wolf to approach, and the wolf knelt down by the rabbit and lent his ear.

“Before you get angry, I’m sorry!” Chad whispered with both his hands clamped together, his fingers interlaced to beg for mercy. “It really was an accident!! Please don’t plaster me all over feetsky!”

“Hmph! Well, now that I’m awake, I’m bored.” The rabbit yanked on the wolf’s shirt so his face was closer. He lowered his voice and whispered. “You’re gonna go back there, sit down by the window seat, and put your foot through the slot – I’m going to have a little fun – and that’s your punishment.”

“Awh, come on!” The wolf whined. “There’s people around!”

“It’ll be an opportunity to learn to be less disruptive, then! Or would you rather I upload my entire Chad collection to feetsky, now? I certainly don’t mind paying the 39.99 for wifi in this case.”

“Eep! I get it! I get it!” The wolf caved in. 

“Make sure you cover up good – or you’re gonna tell the nice flight attendant why you’re such a ticklish, big, bad wolf!” Cael reminded the wolf. “Actually, I’d like to see that. Heh..!”

The wolf did as he was told, and he made damn sure to use both of the blankets – which included the one placed on the empty seat. He felt Cael shift over to the window seat, too, and so he obediently and stealthily slotted his right foot  through where the armrest was, between the seat and the window. The blanket first went over himself, then, stuffed with two pillows and his free leg, he managed to construct a miniature fort that hid the fact that his foot was a row in front of him. 

Cael looked around to make sure he was in the clear before he unbuckled his belt and pulled it out of his pant-loops. With the makeshift bondage gear, he secured the wolf’s ankle to the armrest, and then used the blankets over his body, where he leaned against the window, to hide the wolf’s feet from view. The set up was perfect – from the aisle it only looked as if the two passengers had switched seats for a better napping experience.

For the rabbit though, this was the best entertainment he could ask for on a flight. With the wolf’s foot stuck there, he could play with the wiggly toesies to his heart’s content. Cael started with the light touches of his fingertips against the sole and arch of the wolf’s foot, and as he made contact he felt the foot jerk away. Excellent. He loved how sensitive Chad was the first time and he loved it just as much that second time. The way Chad recoiled at every touch made the rabbit feel so playful; and what’s more was that Cael heard the way the wolf’s stifled laughter sneak through between the seats. The toes clenched, the foot jerked away, and the wolf tried desperately to hold in what was clearly a losing battle between his will and the need for him to burst out in silly giggles.

Cael pinched the wolf’s big toe between his fingers and wiggled it against the other digits. He whistled the tune of ‘this little piggy’, just loud enough over the engine’s roar, for the wolf to catch the melody. The silliness of the tune was like an acute jab in the wolf’s side, and punched the giggles out of him.

“Pfftb!” The wolf wheezed, and quickly covered his mouth with the palm of his hand. He bit his lower lip and exhaled, the warm moist air escaped between his fingers the same way the rabbit’s fingers danced between his toes. Curiously, he spread his digits to allow better access for the rabbit to traverse freely. He didn’t know whether he did it consciously, or whether the prospect of his feet being taken advantage of excited him. In either case, though, it felt to him as if he couldn’t control how his toes spread and wiggled against the rabbit’s fingers. He pulled his leg back with every other touch, and it was Cael’s belt that prevented him from escaping his predicament. 

It didn’t take long for the rabbit to be bored of tickling the wolf’s sole with his fingers, and so other toys joined the fray. Cael found a pen that was in his pocket, and so the rabbit clicked the instrument and smirked as he wrote demeaning messages on the wolf’s sole.

“I’m.. an.. entitled.. Asshole.” Cael said out loud, just enough for the wolf to hear him and groan. “Tickle.. me.. silly! I love.. Disturbing.. Other.. people!”

“I do naw-haw-hawt!” The wolf complained. “It was an ac-shii-hii-hii-dent!”

“Mmhmm.“ The rabbit was not convinced. When he was sure nobody was looking, he ducked under the covers and gave the wolf’s foot a sniff. They smelled of shampoo and just a smidge of tasty feet sweat; possibly from the long customs line and the boarding. Nothing offensive about them, and in fact, Cael was quite turned on by the scent. The rabbit opened his mouth and gave the foot a quick lick around where he had written, and then gave the wolf’s toes kisses and suckles where he could; occasionally he resurfaced and checked to make sure he was still incognito – he was. Very much so. The other passengers on the other side of the aisle were all asleep as far as he could tell. He returned back under the blanket and gave the foot a good, long lick. Tasty.

“Yeesh!” The wolf blushed. Chad couldn’t help but get more and more aroused by the feeling of the rabbit’s short, stubby tongue against his sole and toes. The more he was turned on, the more he tried to shuffle into a more comfortable position as the pillow was barely doing its job at hiding his immodesty. “Come on, Cael – it’s getting.. Bad!”

“And you’re a big bad wolf, so deal with it.” Cael chuckled and continued to scratch his finger along the wolf’s arches as his tongue flickered between the digits. “Mmm! Punished wolfy toes are so tasty, don’t you agree?”

“Hee-hee-hee! Wh-whatever you say! Cael! C’mon! Cael!” Chad hissed. His body shook and squirmed. When he turned his face over he saw he had caught the attention of one of the passengers from across the aisle, who rolled his eyes at the previously disruptive wolf. “Noo..!” The wolf’s face flushed a bright red when the thought of him being exposed ran across his mind. He was so embarrassed, even though it was all only an imagined scenario in the wolf’s mind. “Cael! Cael!” The wolf hissed. “People are looking!”

“Let them look, then!” The rabbit laughed. “Let them look at the big, bad, ticklish wolf! That’ll teach ya to not bump into every chair with your big bad booty! That’ll teach you to keep the volume down! That’ll teach you to – ooh! Wiggle your toes again! I liked it when you did that!”

“Damn it, you stupid rabbit..!” The wolf slid down and lifted his other, free leg. He planted the heel on the edge of the seat and tented the blanket above his crotch to hide the scene. He shifted the pillow under the blanket, but was careful to not press it against his raging cock. He was sensitive down there; more so than he ever thought was possible. The wolf was no virgin, and he had been with males and females alike, across a plethora of species; and yet nobody ever made him feel the way he did with the rabbit – and they weren’t even doing the whole thing properly. “Why is this so good?” The wolf whispered to himself. The rabbit heard, and snorted in response. “No! Don’t you dare! This is.. This is on you! You’re a weirdo!”

“And you’re an asshole.” The rabbit laughed again. “An asshole who got what he deserved. You’re a weirdo too!”

The rabbit stopped long enough to turn around, where he propped himself up with his knees on the chair. He looked the blushy wolf in the eye and smirked deviously.

“You know, if you hate it, go tell the flight attendant.” He whispered slyly.

“..Noo!” The wolf recoiled at the thought.

“Go on, I’ll ding ‘em for ya.” The rabbit looked at the wolf’s screen and began pressing buttons. The lights. The fan. It called attention to them, and the wolf grabbed the rabbit’s hand to stop it.

“You idiot!” The wolf growled lightly. “People are gonna see!”

“Oh, so the big bad wolf is enjoying his in-flight pedicure, isn’t he?” The rabbit licked his lips. “Of course if you hate it you could call that nice lady back and make a complaint. You’re good at complaining, aren’t you? Big bad Chad and his big bad attitude. Go, go on. Make a complaint. I dare ya. Unless you’re fucking lovin’ this like the big bad weirdo that you are!”

“Grr!” The wolf’s face turned a shade redder. He felt the heat rise from his cheeks all the way to his ears, where they turned pink too. He hated the fact that he was being so humiliated by the rabbit, but he also found the entire ordeal fresh. It excited him. His heart pounded in his chest. Despite the defensive, apologetic protests that came out of his mouth, his body craved more. Needed more. Hungry and thirsty for more. His body could not handle it if the rabbit stopped now. As if his cock drove all of his thoughts, the wolf briefly entertained the idea of continuing their little playtime even after the trip. How would he ask? Would Cael even want to see him again? The notion that he might not ever find Cael again saddened him a bit. New Hawk City was a huge place, after all – Well over eight million people lived there. It’d be impossible to just run into the rabbit again.

“If you cried about it like a little baby, I’ll stop.” The rabbit mocked relentlessly. “Mess your pants and scream. We’ve had some chair-kicking assholes on this flight, but no babies yet. You can fill that role, can’t you? Go on. Gimme some of that weh-weh and I’ll let you off the hook. You love the attention, don’t you?”

He loved the attention, didn't he? 

The wolf gulped. He had done enough bullying in his life to know when he was being bullied, and he fucking loved it beyond all words could describe. He had no idea how much he fucking loved being the rabbit’s punching bag. His cock twitched and he swore he felt his undies feel a little moist. The wolf shuffled and ignored the question. He looked away, only for the rabbit to circle around the seats and plopped down next to him. He felt the rabbit’s breath next to his perked ear. The wolf froze like prey stalked by a predator. Chad held his breath, unsure of what to expect from the rabbit now that he was so close.

“You love my attention, don’t you?” Cael asked. He intentionally exhaled so that the warm air fogged over the wolf’s cheek. The stark contrast of the cool dry air and the warm, moist breath made the hair on the wolf’s neck stand up. “Don’t you, you little perverted wolf?”

Chad nodded his head silently, and so fast that he was sure nobody else saw his reply.

The rabbit reached into the blanket cocoon and searched for the wolf’s pants. The wolf curled up and let the rabbit do what he wanted. The rabbit’s hand was hot; and it wandered over his stomach, over his crotch, flicked the button and zipper of the wolf’s jeans; and then slipped inside the wolf’s pocket.

Chad gulped harder. His face was almost entirely red. 

“Dude..!” The wolf mumbled. “We’re in public..!”

“I know.” The rabbit smirked. From the pocket Cael retrieved the wolf’s wallet. He remembered where the wolf kept it from that time at the hotel. He opened it and retrieved the driver’s license. A quick tap on his camera app and the rabbit had the wolf’s address saved in the gallery of his phone. When Chad looked up, he saw the rabbit turn the phone to him. His name had already been entered into the rabbit’s contacts. All that was missing were seven digits. “Well?” The rabbit asked. “You gonna be my personal tickle toy after we get back, too, or are you into being blue balled?”

Chad entered his number and hit save, and in return he got a little peck on the cheek from Cael. It was enough to make the wolf dizzy.

“Now I’m gonna return to my seat and play that cute little foot of yours.” Cael said triumphantly. “And until we land, you’re gonna think about how you should have let sleeping rabbits lie the next time you’re on a plane. Oh, and don’t make plans next weekend. I’m gonna come quiz you on travel etiquette, and gosh, Chad, if you don’t pass my test, you’re really gonna get it then!”

=The end=