The smile widened.
It arrived, my blanket having moved itself off of my left half entirely, and that horrible little finger lingered on my hip, an inch from my twitching c**k. It curled its index finger and thumb, perfectly normal in appearance, into an O, the other three fingers, including the claw, sticking up. It looked like it might...
It flicked my d**k. Somehow it was still slow, but delivered with momentum, and I wished to know how that worked. No ecstasy, no pain, just a teasing thump of my d**k. Precum oozed out, and I have no idea if the bunny creature caused it or allowed it.
That was the first time anything or anyone had ever touched me there. It felt like something precious had been taken away.
The fingertip, and the creature attached to it, continued its inexorable march
