The Perfect Couple

by itshimbitch

Summary:

A compilation of fics for my favorite Looney Tunes couple, which is practically canon at this point. Long live Baffy!

Notes:

This fic is a compilation of Baffy oneshots with a variety of genres and tropes. I’ll be updating the main tags as we go, which is why there’s not many right now. Individual tags for the chapter will also be in the beginning note. I started with smut for obvious reasons, so if that’s not your thing, come back when another chapter goes up. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Whipped

Summary:

Daffy knows Bugs is totally whipped for him, and he likes to take advantage of this as much as possible.

Notes:

In this chapter:
Kissing, groping, biting, hand jobs, anal fingering, anal sex, and praise kink

Bugs sat Daffy on his lap, the duck’s back resting against his chest. His arms slowly coiled around Daffy’s middle, his gloved hands groping him lazily.

“Bugs…” Daffy breathed, nervous someone would walk in and catch them. They were in their living room after all.

“Shh, just relax doll. I’ve got you.” Bugs soothed. He continued pawing at his lover’s chest, gently stroking the feathers.

“And how is groping me gonna help me relax?” Daffy deadpanned, trying his best to not let the rabbit see how much he was enjoying his touch.

“You’ll see.” Bugs responded cryptically. He kissed the duck’s cheek, moving down towards his neck. He kept pressing kiss after kiss along the area, chuckling when he felt Daffy start to tremble in his arms.

Meanwhile, said duck was attempting to hold back his whimpers and sighs. He didn’t want to give Bugs the satisfaction of knowing he was turning him on, even though he could feel himself hardening.

It was as if Bugs knew this, because he moved to Daffy’s other side, starting from his cheek and kissing his way downward.

His hands were still playing with Daffy’s chest throughout this, and the duck felt anticipation building as he saw his partner stop and take off his gloves. He picked up where he left off, sneaking his bare hands down south.

Bugs finally broke Daffy’s resistance when he bit the side of his neck while wrapping his hand around his cock. He whimpered, shifting his hips slightly.

“That’s better.” He heard the rabbit whisper huskily in his ear. He bit the other side, getting hard himself at Daffy’s pleased moan and his hips moving against him.

Bugs paused for a moment before gliding his hand up and down Daffy’s cock. He grabbed the balls with his other hand, rolling and squeezing them firmly.

Daffy was a wreck now, moaning loudly. He felt like he was flying, and he didn’t want to come down. He pushed his hips back against Bugs, gasping when he felt the rabbit’s erection on his lower back.

Bugs brought his attention back to his neck, speeding up his movements as he gave Daffy more and more kisses.

“Oh god, Bugs!” Daffy cried, pushing back against him again. He was in tears by now, the need to come getting more intense by the second.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me.”

Daffy came with a high moan, shaking. He lay his head back on Bugs’s shoulder, completely spent.

“God, you’re so beautiful when you do that.”

Daffy blushed. He definitely felt relaxed now, but deep down, he still wanted more.

He repositioned himself so he was now facing his boyfriend. Daffy and Bugs made out hotly for a few minutes, letting their hands roam each others’ bodies. The rabbit’s arms circled the duck’s waist, one hand firmly gripping his tail feathers.

Simultaneously, Daffy had encircled Bugs’s neck with his arms, his hands sneaking up to the base of his ears. He had always loved his partner’s ears. Not only they were adorable, they were interesting to watch, especially when Daffy touched them.

He gently pet one of Bugs’s ears, immediately observing how it twitched. The reaction he got from him was also super hot. He groaned and kissed Daffy harder, gripping his ass tightly.

The duck was very pleased and continued stroking and petting the rabbit’s ears, relishing the power he had over Bugs right now. Daffy took pride in turning his suave boyfriend into essentially a horny teenager.

The couple separated at last, breathing deeply and gazing into each other’s eyes. Their foreheads touched as Daffy whispered, “I wanna sit on your cock. I want you to fill me.”

Bugs’s eyes darkened. He found that request to be quite titillating. As much as his hormones were screaming at him to pick Daffy up and slam him down on his dick this instant, his priority was always his lover’s comfort.

He leaned over towards the side table, feeling around for the lube they kept in there (they had to stash some in every room of the house now, they were going at it so much).

“Hold out your hand.” He commanded, and Daffy was confused at first. He obeyed, albeit hesitantly. He flinched as he felt the cool liquid make contact with his hand. After a few seconds, he figured out what Bugs wanted him to do and he flushed, feeling himself warm up.

“You want my dick, right doll?” Bugs tenderly gripped Daffy’s chin, raising it so he could stare in his eyes.

“Yes sir.” The bluntness of the question sent a wave of arousal through him like a tsunami. He knew Bugs would throw whatever energy came at him right back out, it’s what he always did. Daffy would come at Bugs, Bugs would come at him harder. The two of them had been playing this game for a very long time now.

“Good, cause you’re gonna get it ready for me.”

Daffy couldn’t help but shudder at that, the dominance dripping from Bugs’s voice hitting him like an aphrodisiac.

He slowly inched his hands up and down Bugs’s shaft, making sure to coat every inch of his length in the lube. After all, Daffy liked to take the whole cock all at once.

He repaid the other for the handjob earlier, fondling his balls and getting all the right spots.

Bugs hissed with excitement. “Fuck Daf, just like that.” He massaged Daffy’s hips, allowing the sensations to wash over him.

Once the duck was done with his handiwork, he used the leftover lube on his hole, putting two fingers inside as preparation. He moaned while fluttering his lashes, knowing that would drive Bugs wild.

At this point, he snapped. The second Daffy removed his fingers, he lifted him up, lining his cock up to his entrance.

“You ready, love?” The rabbit murmured into Daffy’s ear, kissing his neck.

“Always.” The duck raised his brows challengingly.

With an unholy look Bugs slammed Daffy down onto his member, listening to the ragged breath being forced from his lungs. The tight heat of his duck’s body made him groan, it was intoxicating, addicting.

Daffy was in heaven, the fullness making him lightheaded. He felt himself being lifted and forced down once more. His rabbit’s dick hit his sweet spot dead on, making his jaw drop and his eyes roll. He whined highly, squeezing his boyfriend’s shoulders so hard he thought he might break them.

This seemed to flip a switch in Bugs.

“Fuck sweetheart.” He grunted. “You take my cock so well for bein’ such a little thing.”

Daffy panted faster, the praise making him drunk with pleasure.

“Let’s see what else you can take, huh?” His partner switched to a brutal pace, sinking his teeth into the side of the duck’s neck.

Daffy screamed. The pain was what he needed, what he had been craving.

“Shit Bugsy, I’m gonna come!” When he felt the rabbit roughly bite the other side of his neck, his release struck him like a train, his vision blacking out for a few seconds it was that intense.

Bugs fucked him through his orgasm, coming himself when he was sure Daffy was satisfied.

He didn’t lift Daffy off of him right away, just content to sit back and look at his pretty bird while he regained his strength.

Daffy noticed and gave his boyfriend a confused, yet amused look.

“What’re you doing?”

“Admirin’ how lovely you are. I can’t believe a gorgeous little thing like you is mine.” Bugs cooed, turning up the charm. He rubbed the duck’s hips gently.

“Oh shut up, you big lug.” Daffy lightly slapped his shoulder, rolling his eyes. He couldn’t hide his wide grin or pink cheeks though.

“I’m serious, you don’t even know how stunnin’ you are.”

“Of course I do! I tell everyone all the time!” Daffy protested, but he knew it was useless. That damn rabbit knew him way too well.

“You think I can’t tell real confidence from false bravado? It’s how you protect yourself.” Bugs remarked, finally lifting the duck off of him.

“This is supposed to be pillow talk Bugsy, not therapy. You should be romancing me, not calling me out.” The other pouted. He did NOT want to get emotional right now.

He just laughed. “Somebody oughta tell ya.”

“Whatever.” Daffy grumbled.

“I just wish you saw yourself the way I do, cause I think you’re perfect.”

“Why’re you being so mushy? We’re not Disney toons.”

“Well Daf, what d’you want me to say?”

“I don’t know! Something hot!”

“Alright doc. I’m gonna fuck you in front the mirror next time so you can see how fuckin’ sexy you are. How’s that for hot?”

Daffy gasped. Just imagining that scenario was lighting him up like a stick of dynamite. He glanced up at Bugs with a pretend shyness.

“I think I’d like that.”

“I knew you would. C’mon, let’s go take a nap, I’m tired.” Bugs picked Daffy up and stood, heading towards the stairs.

“I’m not tired, I wanna go again.” Daffy winked at his boyfriend saucily.

“There’s just no pleasin’ ya, is there?”

“I thought you’d be jumping for joy right now! Aren’t you rabbits always horny anyway?”

“Wow Daf, you must think I’m sex crazed or somethin’.”

“Well, considering we’ve had sex every single day since we got together, which was a year ago now, yeah I’d say you’re pretty sex crazed Bugsy.”

“It wasn’t just me initiatin’ all that, doll. You’ve woken me up in the middle of the night several times beggin’ for it.”

“Oh please, don’t act like you weren’t a willing and eager participant buster.”

The couple glared at each other then laughed. They knew deep down, they couldn’t say no to one another.

“Alright sweetheart, you win. Round two it is.”

“Thank you Bugsy. I promise l’ll make it worth your while.” Daffy purred, batting his lashes and kissing him on the cheek.

“You always do Daf.”

The duck grinned wickedly to himself. Bugs Bunny was so whipped for him. He’d do anything for him and they both knew it. He began hatching a plan to sweet talk the rabbit into buying him that pearl bracelet he’d been eyeing.

Sure enough, Daffy was wearing the bracelet the next day.

Chapter 2: Interrupted

Summary:

The other toons at the studio seem have a bad habit of catching Bugs and Daffy ‘in action’. Or, the four times the couple have been cockblocked.

Notes:

In this chapter:
Implied/referenced sex, swearing, cockblocking, kissing, groping, pet names, and affectionate insults. Also Roadrunner speaks in this chapter.

The other toons were super happy when Bugs and Daffy had announced they were together. After all, they had known for years they were an item. But that didn’t mean they wanted to see them ‘in action’.

No matter where they went, there were Daffy and Bugs, trying to sneak a kiss or cop a feel in some secluded corner. They were so infatuated with each other they would forget the other toons could show up at any moment.

The first toon to walk in on the couple was Porky. He had gone to collect Daffy in order to run lines for their latest project. He knocked on the duck’s trailer door twice and let himself in, like usual at the studio.

“D-Daffy, d-did you want to run lines f-for-“

His jaw dropped. Lying on the couch was none other than Daffy Duck, who was quite busy at the moment. His boyfriend and fellow costar Bugs Bunny was on top of him, kissing him passionately, his hands running up and down his body.

The moment the pig spoke, the pair sprang apart. Daffy shrieked girlishly and covered himself with a blanket slung over the back of the couch, even though there was nothing to cover.

“Porky! You scared the shit out of us!” The duck cried, hand dramatically placed over his heart.

“S-s-sorry f-folks!“ Porky stuttered, the embarrassment from what he saw making it even harder for him to speak.

“It’s alright, Pork. Can ya just give us a minute?” Bugs requested from his place on the couch and Porky jumped, almost forgetting the rabbit was there.

“S-sure. I-I’ll be outside Daffy.” The pig hurried out of the trailer, the door slamming loudly behind him.

“Sorry Bugsy. I totally forgot we needed to run lines today.” Daffy pouted, wrapping his arms around his lover’s neck.

“It’s ok doll. We’ll finish this later.” Bugs winked, giving the duck a chaste kiss. He left quickly after that, giving Porky an apologetic shrug as he walked away.

‘W-well, at least I didn’t s-see any geni-geni-privates!” Porky thought to himself, chortling nervously.

The next toon to interrupt wouldn’t be so fortunate though.

~

Elmer was the unlucky bastard who walked in on full blown sex between the two.

He stopped by Bugs’s trailer the day after Porky’s incident. They also needed to run lines for their own project coming up. He had their scripts in his hand, banging on the door with the other.

“Alwight wabbit, wet’s go! We’ve got things to do!” He shouted, barging into the trailer. He nearly fainted.

His costar was definitely already doing something, or rather, someone.

Daffy was up against the wall, his legs wrapped around Bugs’s hips. The rabbit was full on thrusting into his partner, pressing kisses and love bites on his neck. The grunts and moans from them both made it obvious this wasn’t innocent holding.

Elmer now understood what the phrase ‘fucking like rabbits’ meant. He felt a mixture of embarrassment, horror, and bewilderment.

“I’ll just weave…” The man trailed off, not sure what else to do. He backed out of the trailer and shut the door, completely red.

“Fuck.” Bugs cursed. “I forgot Elmer was stoppin’ by today. You’d better get goin’ sweetheart.” He continued, stroking Daffy’s face lovingly.

“You know where to find me handsome.” Daffy purred, kissing his boyfriend and strutting out of the trailer. When he saw Elmer outside, he stuck his beak up in the air, running his fingers over his pearl choker. The man also noticed a matching pearl bracelet on his wrist.

‘I might just shoot myself now.’ Elmer lamented, wondering if he’d ever be the same man he was a minute ago.

~

No one knows the relationship between an iconic duo like another iconic duo. Wile E. Coyote and Roadrunner had just grabbed lunch together, like always, and were preparing to start practicing for another one of their shorts.

They were talking amongst themselves, which really just consisted of Wile rambling about some complicated subject and Roadrunner commenting here and there. He never really understood what Wile was talking about, but he loved hearing him anyway. That accent, it reeled him in, hook, line, and sinker.

“And that is precisely why I am a genius, my friend. My own intelligence astounds me sometimes- must you do that here?!”

The coyote glared at the couple in front of him. There were Bugs and Daffy, making out intensely in a corner. The two had become rather infamous these past few days for their ‘PDA’ to put it mildly.

“Do what where?” Roadrunner asked, looking up at his friend in confusion until he too saw what Wile was seeing. He flicked his tongue at the coyote, missing how the other stiffened. He gave his signature ‘beep beep’, making the lovers finally separate from each other.

“Geez docs, did ya have to sneak up on us like that?” Bugs scowled, tearing his eyes away from his duck.

“We did not ‘sneak up’ on you. If the two of you actually observed your surroundings and not just one another, you would have seen us coming.” Wile put his hands on his hips, glowering down at the couple.

Roadrunner just looked from Wile to Bugs and Daffy back to Wile, not sure how to react.

“Why’re you all constantly walking in on us, huh? Explain that genius!” Daffy retorted, matching the coyote’s stance.

“It’s not our fault you choose to parade your debauchery in front of everyone.” Wile snapped back.

“Alright now, we don’t need to get in no arguments.” Bugs said, stepping in between the toons.

“Besides, I thought you two would get it, ya know, with your little crushes on each other.”

Daffy snickered from behind his boyfriend. Bugs shushed him and nudged the duck with his elbow.

Wile and Roadrunner immediately blushed, trading mortified glances. The coyote recovered first, clearing his throat.

“I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re referring to, rabbit.” He stuck his nose in the air.

“Sure ya don’t doc. C’mon Daf, let’s go.”

“Actually Daffy, can I talk to you for a minute?” Roadrunner hurried over to his fellow bird.

“Of course! Come on, we’ll go to my trailer.” The duck instantly offered. He kissed his boyfriend one last time, then threw an arm around his friend. They sped off, already in a rapid conversation.

Wile and Bugs just raised a brow at each other. The birds of the studio were always particularly close. Who knows what bird stuff they were yapping about.

The coyote and rabbit stood for a few awkward moments. Bugs then broke the silence.

“Just ask ‘im out doc. The worst thing he can do is say no.” He pointed out. Wile just scoffed.

“As per usual for you, you have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Nonsense mac. I see the way you look at ‘im. It’s all in the eyes. It’s how I look at Daffy.”

“And what, pray tell, would that look be?”

“Love, adoration.” He lightly slapped the coyote on the chest. He was going for his shoulder, but the other toon was quite a bit taller than him.

“What makes you think I would confess my feelings to you?” Wile sneered.

“You just did.”

The coyote paled. That damn rabbit got him again.

“Tell ‘im today, while it’s still on your mind. My guess is though, Roadrunner’s always on your mind huh?”

Bugs gave him a shiteating grin then walked off, chuckling to himself. ‘Poor fucker, he don’t even realize how in love he is.’

Wile was still standing there, shell shocked. ‘Absolutely preposterous that rabbit! He hasn’t any clue what he’s talking about.’ The coyote shook his head.

But deep down, he knew Bugs was right. He had always wished he could have with Roadrunner what Bugs and Daffy had. Working with him every day for years made Wile get attached to the bird.

Maybe, just maybe, he’d tell him how he felt.

~

The last toon to bust in on Bugs and Daffy was Mexico’s fastest mouse, Speedy Gonzales. He had just come home after a long day of work when he noticed the two of them intertwined on the couch, feeling each other up.

“¡Ay Dios mío!” He exclaimed. Bugs and Daffy whipped their heads around, trying to figure out who had cockblocked them this time.

“What are you doing?!”

“Tryna have some alone time, what’s it look like we’re doin’?” The rabbit threw his hands up, exasperated. They couldn’t even get it on at home now?!

“¡Increíbles estos dos! Hay no vergüenza.” Speedy whispered furiously, walking into his mouse hole and shutting the door roughly.

“What did he say?” Daffy asked, looking curious.

“He said we have no shame.” Bugs replied, sounding bored.

“When’d you learn Mexican?”

“Mexican isn’t a language nimrod. It’s called Spanish.”

“I don’t care what it’s called! How d’you know it?!”

“Relax, will ya? I only know a couple words and phrases, I ain’t Rosetta Stone.”

“You don’t have to be a dick.”

“Speedy’s taught me a little bit if ya really need to know.”

“What?! Why didn’t he offer to teach me?”

“You’ve never asked.”

“Oh right. Fair enough.”

Bugs just rolled his eyes fondly. He loved his duck.

~

A couple weeks later, the pair arrived home from set to find the house completely empty. Finding alone time was difficult these days, so the second they noticed the peace and quiet, they gave each other naughty smirks.

“Are you thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’ doll?”

“You bet handsome.”

“Let’s have some fun while we can.” Bugs extended his hand to his boyfriend, inviting him upstairs to their bedroom.

“Mm, we do have a king size bed waiting for us after all.” Daffy hummed, taking the offered hand, cheeks turning pink when the back of his hand was kissed and he was swept into his rabbit’s arms.

They rushed to their room, beaming at each other with silly lovestruck smiles. They were going to enjoy this time together, interruptions be damned.

Notes:

Hey everyone! I struggled to come up with ideas for chapter two and then I thought of this. It looks like I’ve also found my preferred updating day so I’ll try to stick to it and put chapter three up next Saturday. I snuck my second favorite Looney Tunes ship into this chapter and I love how it came out, but let me know what you think. Also, if you have a request for future chapters, feel free to leave it in the comments. As always, thanks for the support and have a good one!

Chapter 3: Date

Summary:

Bugs and Daffy go on a picnic date and allow themselves to be vulnerable with each other.

Notes:

In this chapter:
Roses, pet names, kissing, cuddling, stargazing, picnic dates, gifts, motorcycles, banter, self esteem issues, hurt/comfort, and fluff.

It was approaching sunset on a Friday afternoon, and the day was coming to a close at the studio.

Daffy shuffled into his trailer and flopped onto the couch, exhausted from a long day of filming. He let out a sigh and stretched, closing his eyes for a few seconds.

A knock on the door made him start, his eyes shooting open. He groaned a bit as he walked to the door, just wanting to relax for a bit.

His mood immediately brightened when he saw his boyfriend Bugs with a huge bouquet of roses in his hand.

“Bugs, what are these for? It’s not our anniversary yet.” Daffy was grateful yet confused.

“I know, I just wanted to get ya somethin’ since you’ve been workin’ so hard.” He smiled at his lover and extended his arm, inviting the duck to take the flowers.

“Bugsy, I’m not some girl! You don’t have to get me flowers.” Daffy took them blushing.

“Oh hush you maroon. We both know damn well you’ll be braggin’ ‘bout ‘em for the next two weeks.” Bugs teased his partner with a light tone.

Daffy knew deep down, the rabbit was right. He was for sure going up to that bitchy new intern he hated and asking her if her boyfriend bought her flowers. He snickered to himself, placing the roses in a vase.

It was only after he turned back around that he noticed his boyfriend’s attire.

“Why are you wearing your biker outfit? Not that I’m complaining, you look hot and you should totally wear that more often-”

“Ya finished doc?” Bugs chuckled fondly and kissed his boyfriend’s cheek. “It’s for tonight love. We’re goin’ out.”

“What?! Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I haven’t planned out an outfit!”

“Relax doll, I brought you one.” He laughed, handing Daffy a few pieces of clothing.

“You better have made sure they match buster.” The duck muttered.

He was pleasantly surprised to see his getup from his stint as a professor.

“Oh, I haven’t worn these in a while.” He remarked cheerfully, putting on the red sweater and corduroy sports coat.

“Should I wear the glasses or is it too much?”

“Wear the glasses Daf, you look cute in ‘em.”

The duck flushed again, then slid them on his face.

“See, what’d I tell ya? It’s not just me lookin’ hot.” Bugs said huskily, gripping his chin.

Daffy looked away bashfully, his breath hitching. He shook his head slightly, hoping his boyfriend wouldn’t notice.

Unfortunately for Daffy, he did.

“Why d’you never agree with me when I compliment you?”

“Cause I don’t believe you. I’m not used to people saying good things about me.” He refused to look the rabbit in the eye. It was hard for the duck to be vulnerable, but Bugs was the only one he trusted enough to do so.

“Looks like I’m gonna have to fix that then.” He grabbed Daffy’s hand and kissed the back of it gently.

“C’mon, let’s get out of here.” He led Daffy out of the trailer and out to the parking lot where his motorcycle was. Daffy’s face fell slightly as he watched his lover put on a matching black helmet.

“You still have that thing?”

“Yeah, it’s cool ain’t it?”

“I’m not gonna die if I go on it right?”

Bugs laughed. “Not if you put this on.” He tossed a helmet to the duck, who looked nervous.

“If I have to wear a helmet, it’s probably not safe.” He argued.

“You’ll be alright. I won’t go too fast.”

“Are you sure?” Daffy still sounded uncertain.

Bugs grabbed both of the duck’s hands. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you. It’s that death trap I don’t trust!”

“I won’t let anythin’ happen to you love, I promise.” The rabbit kissed his forehead. He put the helmet on for him and helped him up on the bike, getting on himself when he was sure Daffy was ok.

“Just a heads up, I might squeeze you kinda hard.” Daffy anxiously laughed, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.

“It’s alright sweetheart, break my ribs if you have to.”

“Shut up you big lug. And not too fast!”

“Whatever you say.” Bugs smirked, revving up the engine.

Daffy didn’t realize how fast motorcycles were, because he yelped at the sudden jolt of speed. He squeezed his eyes shut, wanting the ride to be over already.

After a few minutes however, he realized he wasn’t dead and started to slightly calm down. He still wasn’t a fan of motorcycle travel but it could’ve been worse.

~

The couple finally arrived at their destination, a big, empty park, and the duck took a huge breath of relief when he felt the bike come to a stop.

“Oh thank goodness that’s over!”

“You did good, my ribs aren’t broken!” Bugs joked and got off, walking over to Daffy and picking him up.

“How nice for you.” Daffy retorted sarcastically.

“Don’t worry, you won’t have to go on it again for a few hours. Besides, you’ll like what I’ve got planned, I’m sure of it.”

As they walked a little further, Daffy spotted a picnic for the two of them. There was a blanket on the ground with a basket on top, candles, lights, it was adorable. He was honestly impressed and flattered by the effort his lover put in for him.

Bugs was still acting as the perfect gentleman, removing Daffy’s coat for him and helping him settle down on the blanket.

“When’d you set this up? We’ve been at work all day.” Daffy wondered curiously.

“I snuck away for a bit. Don’t tell anyone.” Bugs winked.

“I’ll consider it if you get me something.”

“Like what?”

“That handbag I saw at the mall last week.”

“We’ll see. You gotta do somethin’ for me first.”

“Uh oh. What is it?”

“Tell me the motorcycle wasn’t so bad.”

Daffy was at a crossroads. He wanted that handbag but did he really want to admit that Bugs was right?

After contemplating for a moment, he decided the desire for the handbag was stronger than his pride.

“It wasn’t that bad.” The duck grumbled, rolling his eyes.

Bugs just grinned, amusement in his eyes. He pulled Daffy onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist. Daffy’s arms went around the rabbit’s neck. They stared at each other, the intensity of it making Daffy heat up.

“I love you Daf.”

“I love you too Bugsy.”

Their lips met and they lost themselves in the moment, their attention only on the other. The passion was powerful, all consuming, like a wildfire.

When they separated, they were both out of breath and panting softly.

“Can we eat now? I’m hungry?” Daffy broke the silence.

“Sure thing doll.” Bugs gave him an adoring look then unpacked the basket, handing him a sandwich.

The two of them ate and talked amongst themselves, just enjoying the other’s company.

By then, night had fallen. The candles had long burned out and only the little lights were left. It was cozy, intimate. After their meal, they laid back on the blanket and gazed up at the stars, Daffy tucked under Bugs’s arm, his head resting on the rabbit’s chest.

Daffy sighed in contentment, nuzzling his head further into his boyfriend’s chest. He breathed in the scent of Bugs’s cologne, the aroma familiar and comforting. He actually ended up falling asleep right where he was, knowing Bugs would protect him.

Meanwhile, said rabbit was still awake, watching over his partner with a loving expression. He tightened his grip on the duck, eyes softening even more as he saw Daffy once again snuggle into his chest. Bugs found it endearing that Daffy sought him out, even in his sleep. He carefully removed the glasses from Daffy’s face, putting them in the pocket of his vest and kept studying him.

Daffy Duck was somehow the only one who could break Bugs Bunny’s cool guy image. He made him feel emotions other than nonchalance. With Daffy, he actually talked about his feelings. He loved the other toons, they were his friends, but they weren’t Daffy.

He couldn’t play it cool with the duck. The second he laid eyes on Daffy, he knew he was in trouble. When Daffy would sweet talk him and flutter his lashes, he wanted to kneel before him and do whatever he said, and Bugs did that for no one. Yes he spoiled the duck, treated him like a princess, but he felt it was well deserved.

He didn’t want to think about what he’d do if anyone dared to hurt Daffy.

The gloves would come off at that point because he’d actually kill them.

However, the only one hurting Daffy right now was Daffy himself. Every time the duck disregarded one of Bugs’s compliments or stood in front of the mirror tearing his reflection apart, it caused the rabbit’s heart to break a little more. Bugs just wished Daffy saw himself the way he did.

He tenderly stroked the duck’s feathers, his heart swelling when he heard a faint little hum coming from his lover. Even though he knew Daffy was sleeping and couldn’t hear him, he began to talk.

“I wish you loved yourself the way I do. I wish you believed me when I tell you you’re beautiful or funny or talented. I’ll make you see how special you are one day, I swear.”

“You always say you don’t deserve me, but I want you to know I do everythin’ I can to deserve you.”

What Bugs didn’t know was that Daffy was beginning to awaken and had heard most of what he said. He felt himself getting teary eyed and tried blinking them away.

The rabbit caught this however. “Daffy. I know you’re awake.”

Busted. He opened his eyes and raised his head off Bugs’s chest. They both sat up and turned to face each other.

“You really feel that way about me?” He asked even though he knew how his boyfriend would respond.

“Of course I do Daf. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I’ll keep tellin’ ya till you believe me.”

Daffy felt the tears returning and this time, he couldn’t stop them. Despite this, he was smiling wider than ever.

“Hey now, don’t cry love.” Bugs wiped away his tears and pressed his nose to the tip of Daffy’s beak.

“It’s ok, they’re happy tears.” The duck gave a watery chuckle.

“I love you, you know that right? I love you more than life itself.” The rabbit looked deep in his eyes.

“I know. I love you too.” Daffy met his gaze, and they found themselves leaning forward.

The kiss they shared was sweet, slow, and loving. There was no urgency like before, like the pair knew they had all the time in the world.

“It’s gettin’ late, why don’t we head home?” Bugs suggested once they split. He helped Daffy to his feet.

“Sounds like a good idea.” The duck agreed, packing up the lights and blanket. The rabbit put his coat back on for him, and Daffy felt lucky to have such a chivalrous boyfriend.

The couple joined hands as they walked back to Bugs’s motorcycle, Daffy being lifted up onto the bike first. Bugs got on after, starting it up and heading back the way they came hours before.

When they made it back home and got in bed for the evening, Daffy turned and cuddled into Bugs’s side again, the rabbit lifting his arm so he could sling it over his partner.

“You take such good care of me Bugsy. I love you.” Daffy tilted his head up so they could kiss one more time.

“I love you too doll.” Bugs kissed him chastely and the couple quickly fell asleep, holding each other close.

~

After spending most of the next day at work bragging about the roses from Bugs, Daffy strutted into his trailer for his lunch break. He was already in a pretty good mood so when he saw what was waiting for him, his day got even better.

On the counter was another vase of roses and the handbag Bugs promised to get for him the night before. There was also a note next to the gifts that read:

For my beautiful doll. I love you.

Daffy beamed. He was fortunate to have a boyfriend who truly loved, respected, and cherished him the way Bugs did. He wondered why the rabbit was even with him, if he even deserved him.

But then he remembered what he heard Bugs say at the park yesterday.

‘I’ll make you see how special you are one day, I swear.’

He didn’t see his own worth yet, but he knew Bugs would help him get there one day at a time.

Notes:

Hey everyone! I’m back with another chapter. This time I wanted to write something fluffier so why not a date? I also really wanted to feature the Rebel Without a Glove outfits so I decided to do it here. This chapter also contains hurt/comfort. Let me know what you think and if you have any requests/suggestions, comment them down below. As always, thanks for your support and have a good one!

Chapter 4: Protector

Summary:

Bugs takes his job as Daffy’s protector extremely seriously, even if it means taking drastic measures.

Notes:

In this chapter:
Graphic depictions of violence, blood, physical bodily harm, punching, sexual harassment, implied/referenced child abuse, angst with a happy ending, whump, fighting, paranoia, and anxiety.

Bugs had an odd feeling he just couldn’t shake today. A lingering sense of foreboding, of dread. He knew if he let Daffy out of his sight, something awful would happen, he just didn’t know what.

Their routine had gone completely normally so far. The couple woke up that morning with Bugs holding Daffy in his arms like always. They gave each other their usual morning kiss and that was when the odd feeling first hit.

He had looked down at his lover and suddenly felt anxious. He knew his duck depended on him and that if he ever felt unsafe, it was Bugs’s responsibility to make it right. After all, Daffy’s wellbeing was his top priority, and he put it above his own wellbeing many a time.

Bugs made it his mission to not let the duck out of his sight at all until this nasty feeling went away. He had to protect him at any cost.

Meanwhile, Daffy could tell something was off with his boyfriend. He was being awfully clingy today, which was not normal for the rabbit.

Ever since they woke up and started their day, he insisted on following him everywhere, doing everything for him, and wanted to know what he was doing at all times.

At first, Daffy thought it was kind of sweet. He found the attention flattering and even endearing at points.

Bugs had made him breakfast, pulled out his chair for him, washed his dishes for him, the whole nine yards.

But it quickly became smothering.

When they went to the store for their weekly shopping, the overprotectiveness went overboard. Normally, the pair would split up to complete the list and meet up again when they were done.

Today was different. Bugs followed him around, pushed the cart, and didn’t allow Daffy to grab anything the entire time. The duck was not only confused but a bit concerned now.

“Bugsy, are you ok? You’re acting so weird.” Daffy asked, trying to get to the bottom of the issue.

“I’m fine doll. I’m worried ‘bout you, not me.” Bugs replied distractedly, eyes moving about almost wildly.

“Well there’s no need to be. You seriously need to take a Xanax. You’re freaking me out.”

“It’s my job to protect you Daf.”

“This is not protection buster, this is stalking, which is illegal by the way!” Daffy was annoyed now.

“Call it whatever you want doc, but I ain’t stoppin’ till I know you’re safe.” Bugs sounded determined, gripping his boyfriend’s hand hard.

He didn’t even realize how much force he was using until he heard the duck yelp in pain.

“Ow! What’re you doing?! You don’t need to break my hand, I’m not going anywhere!”

“Shit, I’m sorry love. I’ll make it better.” The rabbit apologized, kissing the back of his hand tenderly.

‘I know how to make this better, hitting you over the head with a baseball bat.’ Daffy thought darkly.

He couldn’t help but smile at the affectionate gesture though. Even though he was acting like an actual psycho right now, his rabbit was still as chivalrous and loving as ever.

Daffy just hoped whatever was possessing his boyfriend would go away before Lola and Tina’s anniversary dinner tonight. He didn’t want Bugs acting like a freak in front of all their friends.

Little did he know that Bugs’s intuition was on to something.

~

Later that night, the time for the anniversary celebration for Lola and Tina rolled around and Daffy was at his wits end with Bugs and his unhinged behavior.

He stood over him while he got ready and escorted him to and from rooms like a goddamn security guard.

On the way to the restaurant, Daffy sat seething. He wondered what he had to do to convince Bugs he was ok and that nothing bad would happen to him.

He could always just go back to his original plan of clubbing the rabbit over the head. He wanted to avoid that if possible though.

Once they arrived, Bugs was starting to act more like his normal self again. He had his signature smug expression on his face and was cracking jokes like usual.

Daffy almost felt bad for being mad at him for worrying but the relief quickly died when he had to excuse himself from the table.

“I’ll be right back, I have to go to the little ducks’ room.” He joked, trying to sound as casual as possible. If he didn’t make it a big deal, his boyfriend wouldn’t either, right?

Wrong.

“I’ll go with you.” Daffy could tell it wasn’t a request. He snapped.

“No you won’t! I’m not a toddler, I don’t need you to take me everywhere and monitor my every move! You’re gonna sit right there and let me have one fucking minute of peace!”

The table of toons were sitting in stunned silence. They knew Bugs and Daffy bickered, but never like this.

“Sweetheart-“

“No, I don’t want to hear it! I’m going now, by myself!”

Daffy stormed away, cursing under his breath. The rest of toons stared from Daffy to Bugs in disbelief.

“Y-you do seem b-bothered Bugs. W-why are you so s-stressed?” Porky prodded carefully.

“I’m not stressed, I’m fine.”

“Bun bun, you’re gripping your fork like you’re gonna stab someone with it.” Lola pointed out, gesturing to his clenched fist.

She looked to her girlfriend Tina for support.

“C’mon, what’s with you right now? You never act like this.” Tina leaned over the table and gently pried the fork out of his hand.

“You ever get the feelin’ somethin’ bad’s gonna happen?” Bugs spoke suddenly. A seriousness he didn’t normally have graced his countenance.

“It happens to everyone from time to time Bugs. It’s nothing to worry about.” Tina reassured him.

“Yeah man, it’s just anxiety. You know what you need? Some tequila.” Speedy smirked from his spot at the table and the toons laughed.

Bugs cracked a smile at this. Maybe he was just overthinking whatever this was. He actually started to calm down and enjoy himself.

Any relief he had was short lived when he realized Daffy had been gone for almost twenty minutes. He knew his lover would stand in front of the mirror and primp for a bit, but never for this long.

The others also took note of this, trading curious glances with one another.

“W-where’s Daffy? He n-never takes this long.” Porky sounded nervous.

The cold, icy sensation Bugs had had all day suddenly spiked and came to a head. It hit him in his stomach so hard he almost felt nauseous.

Whatever he feared was going to happen to Daffy was happening and he needed to find him, NOW. He abruptly stood up, making the table move back a couple inches.

He then stalked off, leaving the other toons dumbstruck.

~

During all of the chatter at the table, Daffy had been relishing in the solitude he now had.

He loved his boyfriend, he really did, but he was starting to go crazy looking at him.

He had just washed up and was primping in the giant floor to ceiling mirror, thinking of ways to solve Bugs’s little paranoia problem when he suddenly heard the bathroom door open and shut.

He paid it no mind until he felt another presence in the room, standing directly behind him. In the reflection of the mirror, he saw a toon he didn’t recognize. A large male hippo was literally right there, his front was almost touching Daffy’s back he was that close. His arms were on the glass in front of him, effectively caging Daffy in his arms.

He took note of how much bigger this guy was compared to him. He immediately felt his stomach drop.

“Hey pretty bird.” The hippo leered, a perverse expression on his face. This guy obviously didn’t have good intentions.

“Uh, do you need something buster?” The duck shakily asked. He cautiously tried to turn around to face the other toon, but he gasped when he felt the hippo push him up onto the cold, hard surface in front of him. Daffy was now smushed against the mirror with some stranger trapping him with his body. He was terrified but tried to hide it.

“What’s a sexy little thing like you doing in here all by yourself?” The hippo’s hot breath was right in his face and Daffy nearly gagged.

“I’m not by myself. I have a boyfriend so you’d better clear off now before he shows up.” Daffy threatened. It didn’t work.

“Really? Lousy boyfriend you’ve got then. He should be ashamed, letting you out of his sight like that.”

Daffy felt a hot rage building up inside. Who the fuck did this guy think he was to not only violate his boundaries, but to insult his boyfriend?

“I told him to stay behind. I’m an adult, I don’t need permission to do things.” He argued.

“You know what I think baby? I think you’re lying. You don’t got a boyfriend. You’re a little tease who’s playing hard to get. I like that.” The hippo drawled, pushing himself forward, pinning Daffy even harder.

“You should date me, I’d never leave you alone. You’d be mine and mine alone. I’d treat you the way a man should.” The creep continued. He then kissed his cheeks, neck, and shoulders, completely ignoring Daffy’s pleas for him to stop and attempts to pull away.

Daffy felt like vomiting. Only Bugs was allowed to kiss him and this guy had tarnished that exclusivity. He felt dirty and used.

He was now crying silently. He had no clue how to handle this situation. His instincts told him to fight or scream but it was like he was frozen. That’s what he did as a child when his parents abused him, he froze up and waited for when they’d eventually stop.

“P-please leave me alone.” He hated how small and weak his voice sounded.

“Now now, you don’t mean that.”

“Y-yes I do. I have a boyfriend!”

“Do you? I don’t see him.”

Daffy’s prayers were answered by what he heard next.

“Turn around. Now you see ‘im.” A low, cold voice rang out and the room went dead silent.

Daffy recognized it immediately to be Bugs, but he had never heard his boyfriend sound so enraged, so menacing before. He was PISSED.

The hippo turned around with a cocky smile only to have a gloved fist slammed into his face. The creep stumbled back, crashing into the massive mirror.

A deafening crash filled the room, causing Daffy to let out a short scream. Broken glass now littered the floor, the creep lying on top of it groaning in pain. Blood was pouring from his nose and mouth.

Bugs wasn’t done with him yet though. He leapt on top of the other toon and began pummeling the guy, punching like he was planning to inflict some serious damage.

The rabbit felt like a demon had been unleashed inside him. He was going to actually kill the bastard who dared hurt the one he loved in such a disgusting way.

He completely blacked out, and before he knew it, his gloves were soaked red with blood and he could hear someone saying something but he didn’t really know who it was.

Then he looked up and saw Daffy standing shell shocked in the corner and everything came back.

“BUGS! STOP! STOP!” Daffy shouted, and Bugs complied. He stood up and looked down at the creep, breathing heavily. He spat on the unconscious, bloody heap on the floor and started to walk over to Daffy.

Daffy didn’t even let him fully approach before running up to his boyfriend and burying his face in his chest, sobbing.

His shoulders shook intensely as he cried, out of fear of the situation and happiness for being rescued.

“Shh, it’s alright doll, I’ve got you.” Bugs held him close, stroking his back and whispering sweet words in his ear.

It was just the two of them for a few beautiful moments, and the world felt right again.

Then, their friends and an employee burst in, gasping in shock at the state of the toon on the floor and the room around them.

The events after that were a blur. Daffy vaguely remembered Porky asking him what occurred and Lola checking him out and telling him to press charges against the hippo.

Speaking of the creep, apparently he was going to be in the hospital for at least a week. At least that’s what Tina said. He grinned to himself, Bugs would be happy to hear that.

While all of this went down, Bugs had been taken into custody and had to sit in a holding cell for a few hours until Foghorn Leghorn showed up and paid his bail. His charges somehow got dropped too (he had a sneaking suspicion the cops didn’t feel too bad for the guy he beat up) but he didn’t care either way. He’d gladly go to prison if it meant Daffy was safe.

Foghorn had brought Daffy along with him and the couple were reunited, the duck once again breaking down in his arms.

The drive home was completely silent with Bugs staring ahead at the road while Daffy was sniffling quietly in the passenger seat. One of the rabbit’s hands was holding Daffy’s and that’s when he noticed Bugs was still wearing his bloody gloves.

It was a jarring sight to see the normally pristine white gloves drenched with blood. They were quite literally a waving red flag, signaling to everybody what Bugs Bunny was truly capable of.

It wasn’t until they arrived home and were inside when one them of spoke again.

“I’m so sorry sweetheart.” Bugs apologized solemnly, pulling Daffy onto his lap.

Daffy stopped sniffling and looked up, nonplussed.

“What? Why?”

“I wasn’t there when you needed me. When you needed me to protect you, I wasn’t there. If you don’t want to be with me anymore I get it.”

Daffy nearly burst into tears again. Seeing the guilt and shame radiating from his partner was like a knife to his heart.

“Bugsy, you did protect me. You’ve spent the entire day trying to protect me and I didn’t let you. This was all my fault. I deserved it.”

Bugs was horrified by this statement. Did the love of his life really think so lowly of himself that he deserved to be assaulted?

“Listen to me. This wasn’t your fault and you certainly don’t deserve it. That piece of shit had no right to touch you like that. I swear I was this close to fuckin’ killin’ ‘im.”

“I know you were, that’s why I stopped you. I didn’t want you to go to jail for murder.”

“I’d happily go to prison for you Daf. I would die for you, fuck, I would kill for you. I love you.” Bugs’s voice was husky and low. It made the duck feel safe, made him feel warm.

“I love you too.” Daffy whispered, voice cracking.

Their lips met, and all of Daffy’s fear, pain, and disgust were washed away. He felt his boyfriend’s lips moving down his cheeks, neck, and shoulders, purifying the spots the hippo had defiled earlier.

Once he was done, Bugs pulled away and rested his forehead on his lover’s, telling him how much he loved him, that he was beautiful, that he was worth so much.

They sat quietly for a minute. Then Daffy nestled himself in his boyfriend’s arms once more.

“Bugsy?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you for everything.“

“Anytime doll.” Bugs winked and kissed the back of his hand, making the duck blush and giggle.

Daffy fell asleep while Bugs held him close, gazing down at him adoringly.

He stayed awake for about another hour, making sure his lovely duck was safe. After all, Daffy Duck was Bugs Bunny’s entire world, and he would do anything and everything for him.

Notes:

Hey everybody! I had a pretty bad case of writer’s block but I finally busted through it and have a new chapter ready. This one is a lot heavier than the previous chapters so please heed the warnings this chapter if the subject matter is potentially triggering for you. Thanks as always for your support and have a good one!

Chapter 5: Princess

Summary:

Daffy is a self proclaimed princess and he wears his tiara proudly. Luckily for him, Bugs loves to treat his princess right.

Notes:

In this chapter:
Romance, fluff, banter, flirting, kissing, flowers, and hurt/comfort

If Daffy could only choose thing he loved about his relationship with Bugs, it was how devoted the rabbit was to him. He made him feel like a princess, a precious gem.

Daffy had never been treated so well before.

Every morning, the duck always woke up safe in his boyfriend’s arms and was given love and affection from the second he opened his eyes.

“Good mornin’ beautiful.” Bugs crooned and Daffy blushed. He gave a playful retort of some kind, usually, “I’ll show you a good morning handsome.”

His lover chuckled (which Daffy always found sexy) and leaned down to join their lips. Daffy wrapped his arms around Bugs’s neck and pulled him towards him, wanting his partner right there and then.

For those few glorious moments, it was just the two of them, completely wrapped up in each other. Daffy wanted to spend all day like this.

When they pulled away, they stared at one another for a bit before laughing, the love in the air making them high.

Bugs smirked. “You certainly showed me a good mornin’ sweetheart.”

“Well, I try.” Daffy looked up at his partner through his lashes, a fake coyness in his voice.

“Let’s go downstairs, I’ll make us somethin’ to eat.”

“My hero!”

Bugs helped him out of bed, which made Daffy gasp in pretend surprise. “What a gentleman!”

He gave a smug nod in response and threw an arm around the duck’s shoulders, leading him downstairs.

~

After breakfast was done and they had gone to the studio, the princess treatment still continued.

Every day there were flowers and a handwritten note waiting in Daffy’s trailer. Today, the flowers were lilies and the note said:

Knock ‘em dead doll! I love you.

Daffy sighed contently and held the note to his chest, thanking the universe for sending his rabbit to him.

Usually, Bugs and Daffy got to spend the work day together, because they were almost always each other’s costars. Today however, things were different.

Daffy was actually filming with Porky and he felt excited but also a bit nervous. He was the lead in this particular project and anything that went wrong was sure be pinned on him.

He took a deep breath and stepped out of his trailer.

His boyfriend was there waiting for him and he immediately felt better.

“Did you like your present?” Bugs asked, grinning widely.

“I did. Those flowers are lovely Bugsy.” He replied sweetly.

“Ya know what else is lovely?” Bugs hinted, grabbing one of Daffy’s hands and lifting his arm so it was stretched out in front of him. The rabbit’s other arm sneaked its way around his duck’s waist, squeezing it gently.

“Is it me?” Daffy guessed, cheeks flushed pink.

“You bet sweetheart.” Bugs kissed Daffy’s cheek and slowly trailed his lips down his neck and arm. He stopped at the hand in his own and pressed several kisses on it.

“Oh stop it you big lug! I need to be on set in five minutes.” But Daffy didn’t actually want him to stop. He wanted to be forever in Bugs’s arms, feeling his touch.

“Doesn’t seem like you’re ready to go yet doll.” The rabbit teased his boyfriend who was still clinging on to him.

“Shut up.”

Bugs just tittered. “C’mon, I’ll walk you over there.”

They walked together, their hands connected, talking and joking amongst themselves. The duck always loved their banter and sassy dynamic. Humor is what connected them to each other in the first place.

They reached the set, and Bugs held the door for Daffy. Before they parted, he muttered something in the duck’s ear that made him freeze.

“Break a leg princess, I love you.”

Bugs hadn’t called him that before. He found his brain short circuiting, a bunch of different emotions running through him.

He was a mixture of flattered, aroused, bashful, and prideful all at once. He must have still been standing there in silence because Bugs now had a concerned expression.

“What’s wrong love?” The rabbit took his hand and looked in his eyes.

“Nothing. I love you too.” He reassured him. He kissed the tip of his nose and quickly headed inside.

Bugs shrugged and went off to find Wile, his costar for the day, making a mental note to check on his boyfriend again later.

~

A few hours later, filming wrapped for the day and the director dismissed everyone. Daffy and Porky were the last to leave the set, chatting about it went.

“W-wow Daffy, y-you d-did amazing today!” Porky complimented as they gathered their things.

Daffy felt he could’ve done a million times better but he wasn’t about to tell Porky that. So he did what he did best, he overcompensated.

“Well, I am a star.” Daffy stuck up his beak haughtily.

“Y-you’re n-not happy with how it went huh?” Porky stopped walking and stared at the other toon with concern.

Shit. Daffy should’ve known better. Of course the pig would see through his facade. He knew the duck just as well as Bugs did.

“Of course I am! I killed it today!”

Porky glared at him.

“And you did pretty good too!” He hurriedly added.

Porky sighed sadly, shaking his head. He just wished his dear friend would recognize his own worth.

“So what’re your plans for the rest of the day?” Daffy asked his long time friend, changing the subject. He didn’t want to think about the bad feelings gnawing away at him anymore.

“W-well, P-petunia’s and my a-anniversary is today, s-so we’re going out to celebrate. W-what about you?”

“Oh, I’m sure Bugs has something planned. He always has a trick up his sleeve.”

After a while of catching up, the two friends hugged goodbye and Porky headed off to enjoy his anniversary.

Daffy felt tears begin to well up. Now that he was alone, he had no one to distract him from the horrible feelings inside.

Just as he was about to cry, he felt arms wrapping around his waist.

He yelped, startled, until he looked down and saw white gloves on the hands holding him. He was both relieved and annoyed as he felt Bugs’s chest up against his back.

“Bugs! You fucking scared me!” He whipped around to face the other toon, scowling.

“Ain’t I a stinker?” The rabbit winked mischievously. Daffy felt a kiss being pressed on his beak, and part of him wanted to jump on Bugs and kiss him all over. The other, larger part of Daffy was still cross with his boyfriend though. He folded his arms and pouted, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach.

“You’re despicable is what you are.” He grumbled. Bugs gave a guilty half smile.

“I’m sorry princess. How can I make it better?” He gripped the duck’s chin tenderly and tilted his head up to make him look at him.

There was that pet name again. It was driving Daffy wild. He had been thinking about it all day and he wanted nothing more than for his partner to call him that again.

He leapt into Bugs’s arms, knowing the rabbit would catch him. He wrapped his legs around Bugs’s middle and pressed kisses all over his face.

“You just did handsome.”

Bugs was about to question the whole exchange, but years and years of knowing the duck made him learn some things about Daffy couldn’t be explained.

Instead, he adjusted his lover so he was holding him slightly above his head, spun him around, and kissed him passionately.

The duck rewrapped his legs around his partner’s torso and pulled him even closer, craving his touch. The couple were lip locked for a while, the duck barely keeping up with his boyfriend’s pace, that’s how intense it was.

They separated, panting for air. The two were quiet, the only sound being their heavy breathing.

“I’m so proud of you pretty bird. You killed it out there.” Bugs murmured, kissing Daffy’s cheek.

“Wait, were you here watching?”

“Yeah, for a little bit.”

“And nobody noticed you?”

“I know how to stay hidden when I need to. I had to come by and watch you act. You’re incredible at what you do.”

“You’re just saying that cause you’re my boyfriend.” Daffy said cynically, not meeting Bugs’s gaze.

A pause.

“I’m sayin’ it cause I believe it princess. You’re an amazin’ actor.”

Daffy didn’t have a response to that. He silently shook his head, the tears from earlier threatening to fall.

“C’mon doll, you know I wouldn’t lie to you.”

The duck knew that was true. Bugs had never lied to him, ever.

The duck smiled, allowing himself to believe his boyfriend’s words. His green eyes met the rabbit’s brown eyes, full of fondness and warmth.

“There’s my Daffy.”

They kissed again, and Daffy felt a comforting heat radiating through him. He swore Bugs had the power to take away his pain with just one kiss. He had no idea how he did it.

The pair pulled away, foreheads touching.

“Thanks Bugsy. I needed to hear that.” The duck said appreciatively.

“Anytime.” Bugs grinned. After a few moments, he continued.

“You know I meant what I said, right sweetheart? You’re a damn good performer. I had to stop myself from runnin’ out there and havin’ my way with you in front of everyone.” He tightened his grip on his lover, listening with amusement as the duck whimpered.

Daffy was sure he couldn’t be any more turned on. The rosiness of his face and trembling frame gave it all away.

He wasn’t gonna let his boyfriend have all the fun though. If there was one thing Daffy Duck could do that other toons couldn’t, it was drive Bugs Bunny crazy. He took a deep breath and composed himself.

“So do it then. Have your way with me.” He purred, fluttering his long lashes at the rabbit. Daffy watched with glee as Bugs’s eyes darkened and his body stiffened.

“Let’s get out of here.” Bugs was eager to get his duck home and writhing under him as soon as possible. He didn’t even bother putting Daffy down until they reached the car.

He opened the passenger side door for his boyfriend and helped him inside. Daffy deserved absolutely nothing less than a gentleman.

The entire drive home, his hand was on his lover’s thigh, caressing it with a feather light touch. He took note of how Daffy shuddered and he felt himself begin to harden.

Bugs wanted nothing more than to put the pedal to the floor and race home but he forced himself to calm down.

He was still going to spend the evening pampering his pretty bird either way. He made it his goal to have Daffy feeling like a princess by the end of the night, and he was going to do it too.

Notes:

Hey everyone, I split this idea into two chapters because I didn’t want it to get too long, so be sure to check out chapter 6. Thanks for reading!

Chapter 6: Princess (Part 2)

Summary:

Daffy is a self proclaimed princess and he wears his tiara proudly. Luckily for him, Bugs loves to treat his princess right.

Notes:

In this chapter:
Oral sex, mirror sex, edging, orgasm denial, anal sex, kissing, anal fingering, groping, and praise kink

They finally made it home, and Bugs was outside of Daffy’s door in a flash, helping him out of the car.

Daffy jumped into his arms and allowed Bugs to carry him inside and upstairs to their room. He liked seeing his boyfriend pamper him, it made him feel like royalty.

He was fully expecting to be tossed onto their bed, so Daffy was thrown off guard when Bugs set him down in front of their full size mirror.

Bugs settled himself behind Daffy and placed a hand on his waist. The other found its way around the duck’s neck, forcing Daffy to stare at himself in the mirror.

“Why are we doing this?” The duck was aroused, yet confused.

“I want you to watch me have my way with you princess. It’s ‘bout time you see yourself the way I do. That sound good to you doll?” Bugs’s voice was husky, his lips right by Daffy’s ear.

The duck nearly came right there and then. It absolutely sounded good to him.

“Yes please.” Daffy whimpered, shaking all over. His heart was pounding.

“Mm, such good manners pretty bird.” Bugs rewarded him with a peck on the cheek. He slowly kissed his way down Daffy’s body, enjoying the way he shuddered in his grasp.

Daffy sighed happily. This is exactly what he had been looking forward to. That perfect blend of control and care that Bugs never failed to provide for him.

After a while though, Daffy needed more. “Please Bugs, I need more!” He pleaded, yearning for more than just kisses.

“Just relax sweetheart, I’ll give you everythin’ you need.”

Bugs grabbed Daffy and readjusted him so he was laying down flat on his back. The duck’s face was mere centimeters from the surface of the mirror.

He could see himself blushing, his chest heaving. Daffy swallowed, realizing why he was positioned like this. Bugs was really going to make him watch everything he did to him.

Through the mirror, he saw Bugs’s hands seize the backs of his knees and spread his legs wide open.

Daffy’s eyes darted away from his reflection for a second. He watched the rabbit get in between his legs and he felt butterflies in his stomach.

“Look at the mirror princess.” Bugs commanded, and the duck jumped, turning his attention back to his reflection. He must have spent too much time observing what his boyfriend was doing.

His breathing sped up in anticipation as he felt his partner’s mouth on his lower abdomen, licking and nipping him as he traveled downwards.

He gasped, back arching when he saw his boyfriend kissing and licking his cock through the mirror. He studied his own image and he had to admit, he was kind of getting worked up seeing himself.

He felt the delightful sensation going away and he was about to protest when it came back tenfold.

He moaned loudly when he felt the first strokes of Bugs’s tongue on his hole. It started off slowly, deliberately then quickly increased in intensity as the rabbit sped up his motions.

Daffy was full on crying now. Every kiss, every lick was bringing him closer to the brink. He was in heaven. He switched between gripping and releasing Bugs’s ears as pleasure washed over him in waves.

Any embarrassment he had vanished. This was by far the hottest thing they had ever done. He was becoming transfixed by his own likeness. A few minutes ago, he wanted to pretend the mirror wasn’t there, but now he couldn’t look away.

Daffy had no idea he looked so wanton, so debauched.

He felt an orgasm brewing and he was sure he was going to come within the next few seconds.

However, he totally forgot he was dating Bugs Bunny, who could be the nicest guy one second, and the meanest bastard the next.

It seemed like Bugs was choosing to be mean because he just stopped out of nowhere, halting Daffy’s impending orgasm right in its tracks.

“No…” He complained. His boyfriend came up from his position, snickering at his despair.

“You’re despicable, you know that right?” He pouted adorably and Bugs felt a visceral reaction to kiss that pretty little pout right now.

“You know you love it princess.” He muttered, kissing him chastely on the lips. Daffy just sighed forlornly, knowing that was true. He did love it.

Bugs took his hands off his partner to pull off his gloves. He hastily flung them somewhere, they were the least of his worries right now. He then stood and walked away, towards their bed.

Daffy watched in horror as he did this.

“Where are you going?” Was he really gonna leave him high and dry like that?

“Relax love, I ain’t done with you yet.” He gave his duck a comforting smile and Daffy instantly felt at ease. He should’ve known. His rabbit wasn’t that cruel.

Bugs grabbed their lube from the bedside table and went back over to Daffy. He returned to his spot in between his lover’s legs and began slathering the lube over his fingers and cock.

The duck was mad with lust by now and he wasn’t sure he could wait any longer.

“Please Bugsy, just fuck me! I don’t need all that!” The duck babbled impatiently.

“No way love, if we’re gonna do this, we’re gonna do it right. I ain’t gonna risk hurtin’ you.” Bugs asserted, effectively shutting down any dissent from the duck.

Daffy was prepared to keep bitching but then an overwhelming sense of love and adoration struck him. Bugs cared so much about him, it made his heart soar.

He felt two fingers enter him and he keened highly, his eyes flickering between open and closed.

“That feel good princess?” Bugs grunted, and the way his voice sounded really did it for Daffy. The hoarseness, the gruffness of it, it was just so primal. Not to mention that pet name again. It was definitely his new favorite.

“Not as good as your cock buster.” Daffy huffed out, dropping not so subtle clues about what he really longed for.

Bugs gave an arrogant chuckle and pulled his fingers out, leaving the duck empty.

He placed his hands on Daffy’s hips, massaging them firmly. He lined up the head of his cock to the duck’s hole, causing Daffy’s breath to hitch.

“You know what I want you to do right sweetheart?” Bugs murmured.

“Yes sir.” Daffy shifted his eyes to look at himself in the mirror.

The rabbit hummed approvingly. “Mm, you’re doing so good for me doll.”

The duck whimpered. He adored when Bugs praised him, he became putty in his hands.

Bugs slid his hips forward, entering his lover with a single thrust. He was still for a moment to let his duck adjust to the intrusion.

Daffy whined, the burn and stretch felt incredible. Even though he and Bugs had been together for a long time, every time still felt like the first.

The rabbit began to move, much to the duck’s delight. He thrust in and out at a steady pace, speeding up as he got more and more aroused.

Meanwhile Daffy was gazing at his reflection just as he was expected to and if he thought the first time around was hot, he certainly wasn’t prepared for the second.

He was enraptured by his own beauty. He saw himself on his back, legs spread, chest rapidly rising and falling. His cheeks were painted red and tears were forming in the corners of his eyes. It was crude and vulgar, but also breathtaking.

He was finally beginning to understand Bugs’s point of view. This is what he laid eyes on every moment of every day.

He shivered when he heard Bugs’s low, raspy voice in his ear.

“Look how beautiful you are princess. This is what I see.”

Daffy choked back tears. He inhaled shakily, trying to keep what little composure he had left. His eyes started to flutter slightly, his vision blurring from the pleasure. That small action was enough to boost his self esteem even more.

He was so grateful his boyfriend thought of this idea. He had never felt this pretty, this confident before.

Bugs groaned, pounding into his lovely duck even harder.

“See what you do to me princess? How you tempt me? I lose my fuckin’ mind lookin’ at you.” He bit out, now going at a brutal pace.

“Oh god! Harder!” Daffy shouted, and he could see in the mirror how dilated his eyes were. He appeared drunk with love and he knew no one else could love him better than his rabbit did.

“You get it now, don’t you sweetheart? You get why I can’t keep my hands off you, why I want the whole damn world to know you’re mine, all mine.” Bugs growled next to his ear, and it was like he was pounding his words into Daffy’s brain as he fucked him, forcing him to internalize them.

The duck sobbed, the need to come building with every hit to his sweet spot.

“Fuck, fuck I’m close!” He hiccuped, tears streaming down his face. His reflection appeared so broken, yet blissful at the same time.

“Holy shit Daf.” Bugs hissed, almost coming from that alone. He closed his eyes, trying to collect himself.

“This is when you look your best, when you’re ‘bout to break. If it were up to me, you’d look like this all the time.” He goaded, still slamming into him relentlessly.

All Daffy could do was make noise. He couldn’t even string a sentence together.

“Come princess. I want you to see how gorgeous you are when you come for me.”

Daffy broke. With a high pitched squeal he came, his entire body trembling. He kept his eyes on his reflection and he was in awe of how divine he was.

Bugs fucked him through his orgasm, looking down at his lovely, yet exhausted partner. Seeing Daffy like this is what pushed the rabbit to his breaking point.

He came roughly, hissing with excitement. He filled his pretty bird to the brim with thick, hot come, watching as the excess dripped down his legs. It was obscene and exquisite.

Bugs pulled out, lifting Daffy off the floor and onto his lap. He tenderly smoothed down the duck’s feathers, admiring how well kept they were.

He buried his face into Daffy’s neck, inhaling deeply. His duck smelled intoxicating, like flowers, vanilla, and amber. It filled his nose, clouding his senses, causing him to not think straight.

Bugs pulled back and gazed at his lover, utterly entranced by his beauty. Those big, bright green eyes he got lost in. The butter soft inky black feathers he wanted to touch for hours. Those full, shapely hips he held onto at night. He couldn’t believe such a stunning toon was his.

He loved the irony of a feisty, larger than life personality being hidden inside such a pretty, innocent exterior.

Meanwhile, Daffy sat on his partner’s lap, regaining his energy. He noticed his boyfriend was staring at him with dazed, vacant eyes. He was smiling too, which was normal, but it wasn’t his typical smug grin. It was loopy, as if he was under the influence. He was growing worried, so he snapped his fingers in his face.

“Bugsy? Are you ok?”

“I’m fine princess, I just got distracted.” Bugs absentmindedly stroked Daffy’s face.

“By?”

“You.”

Daffy smiled bashfully, his face heating up.

Now that he mentioned it, he was just as distracted by his boyfriend. Those dark brown eyes captivated him. That cute little button nose he nuzzled with his own. Those slim, yet strong hands he wanted touching his body constantly. His masculine, yet comforting scent of cedar, musk, and vetiver that he wanted filling his lungs. Daffy couldn’t believe he bagged such a handsome toon for himself.

He loved the irony of such a strong, unforgettable personality being concealed in a truly adorable shell.

Bugs placed his hands on Daffy’s hips while Daffy rested his head on Bugs’s chest. They held each other in silence, relishing in this golden moment.

“We look so good together Bugsy.” Daffy commented suddenly, turning to look at his boyfriend.

“We do, don’t we?” Bugs agreed, kneading the duck’s hips gently.

“We should make a stag reel next time. It would be so fucking hot.”

“Oh god Daf!” The rabbit choked. He could feel himself turning red. “We don’t need people findin’ that shit.”

“Then we’ll get rid of ‘em. No witnesses, no crime.” The duck joked with his signature evil smile.

“Remind me to never get on your bad side princess.”

“Oh trust me, you’re already on it.” Daffy said ominously.

The pair stared at each other before bursting into laughter, unable to be serious any longer.

They calmed down after a few minutes, their eyes refocusing on one another.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

They leaned towards each other and their lips met in a sweet kiss. Daffy loved their kisses. When they came together, they were the only ones in the world.

The kiss eventually fizzled out and the couple parted.

“Hey Bugs?”

“Yeah?”

“I love the way you treat me. I always feel so special when I’m with you.” Daffy blurted out before he could feel embarrassed.

“That’s what I’m here for princess.” Bugs winked at him.

The rest of the night was everything Daffy wanted and more. Bugs drew them a bath and after washing each other off, they just relaxed in the hot water. It was romantic without being too much.

As much as the couple enjoyed sexual intimacy, sometimes non sexual intimacy was even better.

Later, Bugs cooked for them and they talked about random things here and there as they ate. Then after dinner, they danced together while old love songs played in the background.

It wasn’t really dancing as much as it was them holding each other while swaying gently to the rhythm. It was perfect anyway.

They headed back upstairs after that, getting into bed for the night.

“Wow Bugsy, you really know how to give a toon the royal treatment huh?” Daffy sighed contentedly as he got into his usual position, tucked securely under his rabbit’s arm, head on his chest.

“Only for you princess.” Bugs kissed the top of his duck’s head, squeezing him a little bit tighter.

Daffy fell asleep with a self satisfied expression. He really struck gold with Bugs. This charming, handsome, talented, and loving toon really accepted all his flaws and loved him unconditionally.

But Daffy finally remembered he was beautiful, talented, funny, and successful too. He was a diamond among rocks. Honestly his boyfriend struck gold too.

He was a princess, and he wore his tiara proudly.

Luckily for Daffy Duck, Bugs Bunny knew how to treat a princess.

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