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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Star_vs._The_Forces_Of_Evil
  Relationship:
      Marco_Diaz/Tom_Lucitor
  Character:
      Tom_Lucitor, Marco_Diaz
  Additional Tags:
      Easter_Themed, Bunny_Lingerie, Established_Relationship, ages_around_16
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-17 Words: 4742
****** A carrot for Bunny Marco ******
by MommaVanillaBear
Summary
     It is Toms' first Easter with Marco, and of course after learning of
     the Easter Bunny he just had to make some 'special' for his
     boyfriend; if only Marco had thought ahead of time not to say such
     things in front of Tom...
If there was one thing Marco Diaz regretted most in life, it was educating his
demon boyfriend of Earth holidays.
It wasn’t that Marco wanted Tom to be uneducated of Earth Holidays and
traditions, oh no, he wanted Tom to have that knowledge, to include the lonely
demon in on the holiday festivities that his parent’s offered; Marco simply
wished that Tom would stop making them so… unique.
Toms first round of Earth holidays was amusing to say the least- Halloween
night the town was full of trick or treaters as usual- some whom possessed
costumes a little too ‘real’. However, if getting candy with a few demons and
monsters meant making Tom happy, then Marco was okay with compromising, having
dressed up that night as a traditional vampire with Tom dressed of course, as
his ‘father’, a joke Marco found to be wearing thin as the night went by.
With Thanksgiving Marco found the table ladened with traditional food from both
side of his family heritage, as well as some odd dishes that the demon prince
himself had brought over; no matter how much he had wanted to spare Tom the
hard feelings, he simply refused to eat anything that was still blinking and
looking back at him.
It was true, with each holiday Marco endured the odd foods and borderline
violent gifts that Tom had brought- even bloody hearts that Tom had given Marco
in a box for Valentine’s day- but oh how Marco regretted teaching Tom about
Easter. It took Marcos demon of a boyfriend only half an hour of learning
traditional holiday etiquette and explaining before he smiled widely- a smile
Marco had learn too often meant trouble. That night, laying in their shared bed
chambers Marco silently prayed to whatever god was listening, that the demon
sleeping next to him would allow him to have at least one normal holiday…
 
Awakening slowly from under the fur comforters Marco slowly rubbed the sleep
from his eyes, blinking before frowning, noting the very much lack of boyfriend
that was supposed to be still next to him. Sitting up Marco pouted, reluctant
to get out of Tom’s bed, the heat from the constant warming coals under the
mattress keeping him comfortably warm. However, it still wasn’t like Tom to
slip out of bed without at least waking him up to let him know where he was
going. Slipping his legs out from under the furred covers Marco slipped to the
edge of the bed, feet dangling just an inch above the floor, already a few
bunnies hopping over to sniff them curiously as Marco giggled, bending to pick
one up.
“Well at least I have you guys to say good morning too.” Marco chuckled,
stroking his fingers softly under the bunny’s chin, noting the soft coo it
released before he set the animal down on his lap, stretching his arms up
before noticing a small box resting at the foot of the bed. Raising a brow
curiously Marco reached over for it, noting that the box was a bit long and
flattish- reminding him of the boxes he saw in clothing department stores.
Shaking it he heard the swishing of paper as well as something else sliding
inside the box. Ushering the bunny from his lap Marco began to undo the pink
and yellow ribbon that wrapped around the box, noting the gaudy Easter egg and
bunny print that marked the cover of the box- looking almost crudely hand
drawn; Marco smiled at the thought of Tom sitting down and drawing them,
wondering if perhaps this was the present that Tom promised. Placing the ribbon
neatly on the bed Marco placed the lid of the box beside it, already moving the
tissue paper aside before taking the small hanger out of the box, cheeks
turning a rosy red at seeing just what exactly hung off of it. The first piece
of clothing that Marco saw was a top resembling that of a tank top, with thin
straps that were covered in pink faux fur, the rest of the top made out of
sheer pink silk save for where the same faux fur covered two small sections on
the front, clearly meant for hiding a pair of breasts. The sides of the top as
well were laced up skill fully with light crème ribbons, and the front cut low
to show more of ones chest.
Swallowing his embarrassment Marco set the top to the side, finding a pair of
fingerless gloves that had the same faux fur as the top, the shape of the
finger cuttings giving it an almost pawed look that made Marco begin to place
the pieces together. Setting them aside as well Marco found that to his
embarrassment his hunch was right, for sitting in the box was a pair of pink
rabbit ears.
“Damnit Tom…” He mumbled, pulling out the dark pink furred panties, noting that
they were see through silk in the back with a small white bunny tail and lined
with crème colored lace. Just as before where he found the gloves he found a
pair of slip on flats- reminding him very much of shoes used in ballet; with
the items out of the box he found the note written by Tom, a note that urged
him to wear the outfit and to come find him in the throne room. Debating on
throwing it away Marco knew better than to anger the demon prince by
disobeying, taking his pajamas off slowly as he huffed under his breath just
how humiliating it was- he had known better than to tell Tom about the Easter
bunny and yet he did it anyway!
Slipping on the undergarments Marco couldn’t help but shiver at the cool silk
that slipped up against his backside, for a moment brushing his fingers against
the faux fur front before sitting back on the edge of the bed, slipping the
flats on, noticing that they were just the right size; shaking his head softly
and rolling his eyes Marco found himself unable but to laugh softly, Tom must
have stolen a pair of his shoes and had them measured- after all, Marco’s feet
were by far smaller than Toms.
Slipping on the top Marco blushed, moving the material down, however finding
that no matter how far he moved it down that it still didn’t go below his
navel, and that his nipples were beginning to harden much to his embarrassment
due to the rubbing of the silk that padded the back of the faux fur. No doubt
that was how Tom had wanted it- Marco shivered at the thought, Tom always did
love to stroke and kiss his nipples, always lewdly talking about how he wished
Marco would let himself get just a bit chubbier so that he could cup them more.
Slipping on the gloves and ears Marco crossed his arms, pouting once more as he
moved away from the bed, approaching Toms large mirror, taking in the sight of
himself as he moved, cheeks once again darkened and his lips pouted.
“Tom…” He groaned, hands covering his face as he tugged on his bangs lightly,
he was already regretting everything he had said to the other- just how on
earth did he always manage to get into these situations?
Sighing Marco looked down at the various bunnies that watched him, his cheeks
heating up further, swearing under his breath about the death of him Marco
began to nervously head for the door, opening it just a crack to see if any of
the maids or various guards were about. Seeing that they weren’t he sighed,
stepping out only to squeak in response to having stepped on something squishy;
looking down his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the hall, a huff of a
laugh escaping him as he inspected the promptly squished yellow marshmallow
treat that once been in the shape of a little chick. Gazing down the hallway
Marco found much to his disbelief a row of different colored marshmallow
chicks, a trail no doubt leading to the throne room in an attempt to mimic the
romantic stimulation of rose petals. Sighing Marco began to follow the trail of
marshmallow treats, spying a few red and purple jelly beans dropped along the
way- just how cheesy could Tom be?
Looking about as he walked Marco noted that he had yet to see any of the usual
maids or guards about- the usual noises of the hellish castle replaced with a
cold silence, the candles burning low from where they were hung. Slipping past
the large barred door that lead to the bowels of the kingdoms dungeons Marco
noted the lack of hellish creams and cries, a shiver running down his spine at
the thought before he approached the throne room, waiting just a moment before
realizing no guard was there to announce his presence. Opening the thick door
just a crack Marco heard the voice of his beloved demon calling for him to
enter, a shiver once more washing over Marco as he stepped inside, the door
closing loudly behind him.
Where Marco was used to seeing the throne room scattered with old forgotten
bones and weapons used to punish, Marco found that the room was cleaned up, not
a trace of its usual violence to be found. Gazing up upon the steps that led to
the two thrones Marco found more of the candy treats much to his amusement;
however, as he walked he found his cheeks darkening and his mouth going dry at
the sight before him. For sitting upon the throne with one leg hanging over the
throne chair arm was Tom, dressed in his usual attire of ripped up clothing,
the smirk on his lips and the curling of his talon like finger urging Marco to
come closer, the teen unable to deny his demon.
“I see you have found the present I had left for you,” He started, reaching out
to bring Marco closer once the teen approached, pulling him so close that Marco
had no other choice than to move to sit on Toms lap, turning his head to watch
the demon, eyes half lidded and cheeks dark with partial embarrassment.
“You look delicious.” He finished, fingers stroking down Marco’s bare thighs,
another hand moving behind Marco to stroke at his puffy tail and to playfully
stroke the curve of his cheeks. “Did you like the trail I left for you?”
“Yeah- you’re a real dweeb you know that?” Marco laughed, leaning in for a
kiss, nuzzling the tip of his nose against Toms before he pulled back, a soft
squeak of a noise escaping him as he felt Toms fingers slip under the waist
band of the panties. “Y-you’re such a pervert too.”
“Am I now? Were you not the one to tell me of your Earthen traditions?” Tom
countered, fingers teasingly grazing Marco’s skin, the hand on Marco’s thigh
moving up to grope at the small bulge that began to grow between Marco’s legs.
“Besides, bunnies are good for keeping my anger away, and what better way than
to keep it away than by burning off some excess energy?”
Opening his mouth to retort Marco was silenced by Toms’ hand squeezing softly
against his clothed cock, Toms hand rubbing the faux fur against Marco’s ever
growing sensitive erection. Slipping his hands off of him Tom moved Marco by
his hips, swinging his leg back over the arm rest as he moved Marco to straddle
his thighs, forcing the tan skinned teen to look at him.
“You’ll be having a Easter celebration with Star and your family tomorrow- but
today? Today you are my little bunny, and I have a lot of steam I need to let
out.” Tom practically purred, leaning in to close the gap between his lips and
Marcos, both his hands sliding around Marco’s waist and dipping lower for him
to cup and knead at Marco’s perky backside, rubbing the silk against the warm
flesh underneath, soliciting a moan from the teen, allowing Toms forked tongue
to slip in past his lips. Arching his back Marco gladly pressed closer, his own
tongue stroking shyly against Tom’s before he gasped, feeling the cotton tail
on the back of the panties being played with, the silk fabric once more sliding
against his skin as Toms tongue pinned Marco’s with ease before coercing it
past his lips, urging the other to kiss him firmly, sucking on the foreign
tongue once Tom had the pink tip in his mouth. Bringing his left hand up Tom
stroked the side of Marco’s neck, mindful of his sharpened nails as he stroked
down the small bump of Marcos Adams apple. Stroking his fingers once more down
the bump of Marcos throat Tom trailed his fingers lazily down one of the furred
straps, moving the tips of his nails down the silk before cupping what little
breast Marco possessed behind the furred ‘bra’. Rubbing and circling the nipple
he knew to be behind the fabric Tom purred, the kiss having broken for Marco to
catch his breath, all three crimson eyes on Marco’s.
“Who’s my beautiful little bunny?” Tom cooed, stroking and kneading the nipple
through the fabric, his eyes taking in the sight of Marco’s sliding closed, his
cheeks once more flushed. “You know, someday you really should gain a bit more
weight up here, I’d love to have something a bit softer to nibble on.”
“Mmm, you’re just a pervert.” Marco mumbled, unable to help the way his nipples
hardened, his own hands reaching out to stroke at Tom’s curved horns, tongue
darting out to lick at his bottom lip. “You and your breast fetish…”
“I wouldn’t say that,” Tom chuckled, leaning in to bite sharply on Marco’s
neck, sucking the skin to surely bruise it before tugging back and releasing
it. “I simply have a Marco fetish.”
Trailing his tongue down the bitten flesh Tom blew on the skin, a smirk tugging
on his lips at seeing the way Marco squirmed, the hand on Marco’s backside
beginning to knead before retreating, only to send a playful smack to Marco’s
left cheek. Flashing a playful grin Tom smacked a bit harder, watching as
Marco’s eyes darkened with each smack that Tom delivered, the demon knowing
full well just how aroused a simple thing as spanking made Marco. With each
smack Tom increased the pressure he added, knowing full well the cheek must
have been turning red from the force behind the smacks, a yelp of a cry being
heard before he stopped, Tom’s lips kissing away a stray tear that had slid
down Marco’s cheek, the teen more worked up in frustrated pleasure rather than
pain. Whining Marco nudged and rocked his hips, his hands stroking Tom’s horns
once more before he moved in for a kiss, peppering soft ones against Toms lips
and cheeks, over each eye and to his ears, whining as Tom continued to rub his
nipple and the other hand rubbed his backside.
“Please- just do something else besides teasing!” Marco whined, his lips
pressing and brushing down Tom’s jaw, kissing the spot under Toms ear where
Marco knew would make the prince moan the loudest. Rewarded for his good
behavior Marco was kissed once more, his mouth opening obediently for Tom who
pinned his tongue and playfully outlined Marcos eye teeth before bringing his
hands to Marcos front, raising the fabric up so that it went over Marco’s
nipples, the sight earning a growl from Tom once he broke the kiss, his lips
pressing just above the left nipple before he darted out his tongue to give the
flesh a slow lick. His third eye rolling up to watch Marco’s reaction while his
tongue slowly began to lick and roll the nub lazily, a smirk beginning to tug
on his lips before he began to lazily suck and nip on the flesh, his free hand
beginning to tease and pinch the other. Pleased with the small mewls and
whimpers that forced their way from past Marco’s lips, Tom sucked and nipped a
bit harder, his hand stroking down from the other nipple down to Marco’s waist,
just shy of the waist band of the panties. Moaning softly Marco’s fingers
stroked and tugged on Tom’s locks of hair, his eyes darkened with lust as he
rocked his hips to create friction, urging Tom softly to move his hand lower,
his erection already pressing painfully at the fabric restraint, pre cum surely
staining the silk of the panties. With a sharp nip and lap of a tongue to
Marco’s nipple, Marco was soon rewarded with the fabric of the panties being
pulled down slowly, Toms mouth moving to the right nipple, the hand, much to
Marco’s frustration, slowly brought the panties back up, a chuckle of a laugh
being sounded from the licking demon.
“If you want those off you better take them off yourself.” Tom cooed, leaving
the nipple alone to gaze up at Marco, pressing his nose softly against the love
bites that littered Marco’s skin. “I want you to get up, turn around and give
me a show, you want to show off your lovely little ass for me, don’t you?”
Feeling one of Toms hands stroking the furred part of the undies Marco whined,
nodding, stopped from getting up however as Tom’s hand gripped his hip, pulling
in close for the demon to whisper in Marco’s ear.
“Shake that little bunny tail of yours and I might just have a carrot for you.”
Pulling back Tom winked, slapping Marco’s backside hard once more before
ushering him off.
With a huff at the pun Marco slid off from Toms lap, pulling the front of the
top down as he stepped away, adjusting the rabbit eared headband he wore before
giving Tom a playful smiled, bringing a finger to his lips before biting on it,
his lashes fluttering for a moment before he brought his hand down, turning
around to show his backside to the demon, arching a bit to push his hips back
as he playfully wiggled, causing the faux tail to wiggle and move in turn.
Turning just a bit Marco caught sight of the way Tom watched, a smile on his
own lips as hips continued rocking, slowly moving the panties down inch by
inch, the flesh of his curved backside soon being revealed as the panties
rested by his knees, playfully he leant further over, using his gloved hands to
part his cheeks Marco showed off to Tom his pink and puckered hole, his erected
cock aching and twitching from hanging before he moved around, letting the
panties slip to his ankles before stepping out of them. Slowly walking back to
the throne, dropping to his knees without being told, already fumbling with
Toms’ pants zipper to take out the demon’s thick cock. Licking his lips Marco
tugged the zipper down, moaning at the sight of Toms cock, helping in pulling
down the fabric of Tom’s jeans as he pressed a kiss to the purplish hued tip,
already dribbling with pre-cum. Closing his eyes part way Marco gazed up at the
demon, lips tugged in a soft smile before he brought them to the tip, teasingly
tracing his lips with the tip before opening his mouth to close them around it,
fingers slipping under the cock to stroke at Tom’s sensitive sack, careful to
stroke and fondle them in the ways that he knew tom liked. Hearing the demon
before him groan Marco began to take more of his length into his mouth, tongue
relaxing as he bobbed his head slowly, taking only a few inches before allowing
himself to deep throat, practically purring at the sounds Tom made, each grunt
and groan making Marco tighten his lips around the cock and fingers knead.
“Such a good bunny, going to have to keep you caged up in my room if you keep
this up.” Tom growled, stroking a claw of a hand through Marco’s hair, careful
not to mess up the head band a he rocked and bucked his hips, fucking into
Marco’s willing mouth, the teenager before him humming tightening his lips
around the cock in his mouth. Biting down upon his bottom lip Tom continued to
rock and thrust his hips, tugging softly on Marco’s bangs before ordering the
other to stop, Toms three eyes practically glowing with lust. “Come here little
bunny, I want to break you.”
Not needing to be told twice Marco got up from his knees before climbing up
onto the throne once more, straddling Tom’s thighs, his lips pressing to the
demons in a hard and chaste kiss, hands once more finding hold on Tom’s horns
as the demon brought a hand to the teens backside, fingers slipping easing
between the two soft cheeks before a lubricated finger began to stroke and prod
at Marco’s puckered hole.
Shivering Marco broke the kiss to gaze at Tom’s third eye, fingers stroking the
sharp and pointed ends of his horns as the finger slipped inside of him,
earning a gasp. Marco knew better than to squirm, knowing a painful slap to his
backside would be felt; biting his lips he forced himself to be still, the
finger that stretched him beginning to thrust and stretch roughly, soft squeaks
and whimpers escaping as Marco stroked his fingers down the horn and to Tom’s
pointed and pierced ears just as a second finger was added, making Marco
squirm, the dreaded smack soon following, his eyes widening as he forced
himself to once more be still, forced to feel the two fingers inside him,
thrusting and stretching him, curling before a third finger was forced in,
earning a moan of pleasure and pain from the poor teen.
“Ahh- Tom, not so rough on your poor bunny…” Marco whined, stroking the demon’s
ears, lips brushing against his cheek. “Please- not so rough.”
Practically purring at the touching of his ears Tom grunted, his fingers no
longer thrusting roughly, a kiss pressed to Marco’s lips in apology. “I’m
sorry…”
“You’re a demon, you can’t always help it, just, remember,” Marco blushed at
his own words, “bunnies are fragile creatures, you don’t want to hurt your
bunny, do you?”
“No…” Tom growled, nipping Marco’s bottom lip before letting it go, his fingers
sliding from Marco’s hole, his pre-cum and saliva covered cock being held as
Toms free hand moved Marco’s hips down, allowing the tip of his cock to brush
the partially stretched hole before he had Marco press downwards, slowly having
Marco take more of his cock, cooing praises with each inch he took until Tom
felt that he was fully sheathed, a kiss pressing to Marco’s lips. “Such a good
bunny, going to make you all nice and sore, tomorrow you’re going to be
thinking about me with each movement you make.”
Whimpering at the thought Marco shifted his hips before beginning to slide up,
keeping the tip of Tom’s cock in before slowly sliding back down upon it, his
hands once again wrapping around the base of Tom’s horns, holding onto him for
support as he slowly began to fuck himself, lips pressing to Tom’s in feather
light kisses as the demon rested his hands on Marco chest. Stroking the fur
over where his breast would be before using the tips of his nails to rip the
fabric down the middle, Tom helped the other in taking it off before his
fingers once more began to stroke and knead at Marco’s ‘breasts’. Spying the
look of embarrassment on Marco’s face Tom leant in to teasing lick and bite the
right stub as he had done before, his third eye rolled up to watch the way the
other moaned and watching him back, the human teen continuing to rock and
lazily fuck himself, his back arching in pleasure, cheeks darkening at the
licking and biting. Continuing to hold onto Toms horns he began to thrust down
a bit harder, hips rocking with each downward thrust, tom’s teeth surely
leaving love bites across his chest and around his aching nipples; on a
particularly rough thrust Marco cried out, feeling one of Tom’s hands resting
against his hips to help in his thrusting as well as the other one moving to
stroke and tease Marco’s neglected cock. Stopping however Tom smirked, forcing
Marco to stop his thrusting much to his displeasure, a whine tearing from his
lips.
“Too-om?!”
“I want you to turn around, got it?” Tom growled, watching Marco do so slowly,
changing position with Tom’s steady hands on his hips so that Marco’s back was
to him, once more nestled on Toms cock before the demon growled for him to
continue, the other all too happy to do so as he pressed back, his head
brushing one of Tom’s horns as he felt one of Tom’s hands beginning to stroke a
hardened nipple as the other hand brushed and fisted Marco’s cock. Thrusting
and rocking his hips harder Marco moaned lewdly, feeling the love bite Tom was
peppering against his shoulders and neck, his cock aching painfully in Tom’s
hand, wanting more than ever to cum, but knowing he was not yet allowed to- a
rule that he and Tom agreed upon a while back in their relationship.
Crying out at a particularly deep thrust Marco’s eyes widened before sliding
closed, his cock dribbling and slick with pre-cum, he could feel Toms’ cock
beginning to twitch, a cry escaping once again as his prostate was slowly
abused, Marco’s breath becoming quick and shallow.
“Tom please- I need to-” He whimpered, shaking his head to try and force
himself not to cum, uncaring that the head band was nearly off. “Please!”
“Cum for me little bunny.” Tom growled, his forked tongue darting out to lick
the shell of Marco’s ear before he bit sharply on the lobe, feeling the way
Marco clenched around his cock, the teens back arching as he began to climax,
Toms hand fisting him firmly once more, urging Marco to continuing cuming,
intent to drain him. Biting the side of Marco’s jaw Tom finally allowed himself
to cum after feeling Marco beginning to pant, ordering the teen to once more
clench around him as he came, Toms hips shifting to milk himself, making sure
to fill Marco deeply as he let the teens cock go, his cum coated fingers coming
to his mouth to lick them off much to Marco’s whine of embarrassment. With a
roar of a groan Tom felt himself go slack, arms wrapped around Marco lazily as
the teen on top of him went dead weight, Marco’s head resting against Tom’s
shoulders, his lips pressing to the underside of Tom’s neck.
“You know, you should tell me more about holiday traditions- oh don’t give me
that look, you knew what you were getting into the moment you told me about
bunny costumes.” Tom chided, tossing the head band aside as well as helping
Marco take off the gloves, watching as the shoes were next.
“Yeah, innocent bunny costumes- costumes meant for meet and greets.” Marco
huffed, no serious anger in his words as he kissed Tom once more, a laugh
tearing from him as he watched Tom proceed to take out a small stashed bag of
candy from beside the arm rest. Despite the sugar and marshmallow treat being a
bit gooey and warm, Marco still took a bite when offered, his eyes rolling
before he snuggled closely to Tom, shifting his hips lazily to slip Tom’s cock
out.
“Well I’m not innocent, my mind is full of sin and ideas of fucking pretty
little Marco’s.” He teased, licking sugar from Marco’s lips. Hearing the groan
from Marco, Tom relaxed, stroking his hair with a grin. “Hey, be happy I had
the maids and guards ordered to be gone for today, you can’t say I was being
totally inconsiderate.”
“Barely.” Marco huffed, eyes closing as he was given another treat.
“Besides, something tells me, tomorrow when you get back from visiting your
family, I may just have to try something with eggs.”
Groaning loudly Marco took one of the marshmallow treats and idly tossed it at
the demon beside him, deciding it was best not to think about what Tom would do
with said hard boiled eggs…
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