Keep your eyes on Eva.

As the three prepare to leave, your attention remains on the busty body of Eva--the bunnyfolk, the silly, the mage. While she's short, that's certainly the only thing on her body one could describe as small, as her tits are big, full, and perky, and she wears nothing to conceal that. Her hips are curvy, and her thighs are delectable. As she stands, the light from the window illuminates her from behind, and for a moment, you consider a few things: Eva was born into nobility, her father is a high ranking member of the Circle of the Unicorn, and despite how she often acts, she is an incredible powerful mage. That elegance is betrayed by her adorably messy hair and blushing cheeks, though that's what makes her so special. Eva is a lot of things, though in this very moment, she's the most gorgeous woman in the world, and her bright blue eyes lock onto yours for a lengthy moment.

"Would you still like me to dress you?" Amara asks from behind her, snapping the bunny from her dream. "So that you may walk back to your--"

"Oh I'm fine," Eva says back quickly.

The elf inspects her. Then she smiles knowingly. "Of course. Your room is not far after all."

"Aha. That's right. As much as I'd love to be gown-buddies, I'm sure I can make it back just fine."

Niki makes her way towards the exit. She turns and waves a hand high above her head. "Seeya, Kyle. The faster I finish my morning jog, the faster I get to fill my stomach."

Following behind is Amara, who curtsies politely before departing. "Have fun, you two."

"Wh-What?" Eva replies. "I'm leaving too of course."

The elf chuckles. "Ah. I see," before disappearing through the doorway.

Eva may have followed if something wasn't distracting her--you, specifically. She looks back, once again lost in your eyes. As time goes on, however, her attention shifts. It begins to move down your body, and once it spies a certain shape behind the thin fabric of your pajama pants, that's where it remains. Her nostrils flare, and she can't help but lick her lips. As if suddenly self-conscious, she brings her fingers up back through her hair, though it's useless. She's going to need a shower and a comb to fix these curls.

"So you're staying," you say. "That's fine by me. I'd be honoured to be graced by your company."

"Why'd you say it like that?" she asks with a laugh.

Once again, you gaze at one another. You break the silence this time. "If there's something you want, take it," you say bluntly with a piercing stare.

As if she was waiting for permission, or perhaps an excuse, she hops towards you with a thump against the bed, and though rabbits are prey, she comes at you like a hunter. Her hands grasp your thighs, and with a face flared with a bright red glow, she pushes her nose down against your bulge, which now begins to grow. She seems absolutely enthralled by how it thickens and rises. As it moves, she wraps a hand around it and licks over the outside of the fabric. Then, as if she can't take it any longer, she yanks it down from your waist and springs your bare cock to freedom. She stares at the towering shaft for quite some time, as if admiring is enough--the shape, the warmth.

She then grasps the base and takes it all the way to her throat in an incredibly sloppy manner. When she pulls the head from her lips, she drools down over it. Then she looks to you with a nervous smile. "That should be enough," she whispers.

"For what?" you ask.

Then she readjusts herself. She grabs both her tits and squeezes them together, and suddenly your dick twitches in anticipation for what's to come. Now that it's properly lubricated, it easy slides between them. The tightness and warmth of her massive titties together feels almost like a pussy in itself, though it's exhilarating in an entirely different way to watch your cock disappear between a pair of bouncing melons. She strokes you up and down, sliding you up through her cleavage over and over again. Not only does it feel amazing, but her enthusiasm amplifies it tenfold. Her eyes shine bright with excitement as she bounces them faster and faster.

"That feels so good," you mutter as you lay back from the pleasure.

"G-Good enough to cum?" she asks.

You could last all morning and then some, but Eva clearly desires something, and naturally, you'll give it to her. You spare no will to hold back. In fact, you push yourself closer, though there's little you need to do when you're able to gaze upon such a view. Her tits feel amazing, and her face begs for your seed. She moans as she strokes, jerking you as fast as she can while her saliva allows you to slip inside and out with ease. The head points at her lips, which quiver in anticipation.

Your aching balls are finally ready. With a groan, your toes curl, and even without speaking, it's obvious to her what's about to happen. You gasp, and at last, you cum hard. Your cock throbs, absolutely covering her tits and the bottom half of her face, but she continues to bounce. She milks you for everything you have, as if it's never enough. By the time you're done, there's no part of her skin in that area that isn't thoroughly painted. Her eyes spin, dizzy from the pleasure, and after she can't get a single drop more to come out, she licks her lips, shudders, and releases you from her grasp.

With a smile, she lays flat on her back.

You regain your composure and sit up. "Are you all right?" you ask.

"Better than ever," she quietly replies. "I just need... a few minutes."

"So you're sure you don't need anything else?"

"Not a thing in the world~" she sings. With a giggle, she runs her arms up and down across the soft fabric of the bed as if there was no longer even a kernel of stress in her body.