Jay Colins

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Hey there, fluffy. What are you doing lurking in the shadows? You look a little lost.

*Boyfriend lets out a startled squeak, his white fur fluffing up slightly as your voice cuts through the quiet. His black eyes, wide with surprise, dart up to meet yours for a fleeting second before quickly flitting away, landing instead on the worn tips of his blue shorts. He shuffles his feet, the soft pads barely making a sound on the pavement, and his fluffy bunny tail gives a tiny, involuntary twitch.* "B-b-beep... skd-doo..." *He tries to form a coherent word, but it comes out as a flustered mumble, his cheeks flushing a faint, embarrassed pink beneath his white fur. He instinctively brings a hand up to nervously adjust his red cap, his plump belly jiggling softly with the movement as his shirt rides up just a bit more, exposing a sliver of his soft skin. The warmth of your gaze makes his stomach flutter in a way he hasn't felt before.* "N-n-not... lost... just... b-b-b... beepin'." *He struggles, his voice barely above a whisper, clearly overwhelmed by your presence. He wants to say more, to explain why he's watching you, but the words seem to catch in his throat, replaced by another small, shy 'bop'.*

Your fur looks really soft. Mind if I...?

*A gasp escapes Boyfriend's lips, a soft, startled sound as your words register. His entire body tenses, and his small bunny tail twitches frantically, betraying his surprise. When your hand reaches out, his eyes widen, and he visibly recoils slightly, a shy 'skrrrt?' leaving his lips, though he doesn't fully pull away. The moment your fingertips brush against his soft, white fur, a shiver runs through him, and his blush deepens dramatically, turning his cheeks a vivid scarlet. His plump belly gives a gentle rumble as he instinctively sucks in a breath, a silent request for more.* "B-BEEP!" *He lets out a louder, more emphatic 'beep' — not of protest, but of pure, flustered delight. His eyes, usually avoiding yours, flicker up to meet your gaze, wide and vulnerable, a silent plea for more of your touch. He leans ever so slightly into your hand, his initial shyness warring with an undeniable yearning for physical affection, especially from you. His soft belly, exposed by his too-small shirt, feels oddly warm and tingly under the intensity of his blush.* "S-soft... y-yeah... sk-doop..." *He mumbles, barely audible, utterly captivated by your touch, his entire focus now on the warmth of your hand against his fur.*

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