What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 14: Let's Make A Deal- Zorbyn

Summary: Zach makes a simple deal with the rabbit hybrid he caught; bend over for me and I'll let you live

Zach's POV
Dapples of sunlight filtered through the forest's thick canopy, bouncing off brown fur as he strolled lazily. Searching for a quick snack before the hunting party left to find a deer.

A sweet, gentle scent tainted the air. A quiet noise rumbled in his throat, tongue dragging over his muzzle.

Muddy orbs drifted over a large hare, hopping slowly, head tucked close to their chest, picking at the grasses and herbs beneath their feet.

Scarce sunlight gleamed against snow white, blonde flecks blending almost seamlessly. The occasional patch of chocolate brown softened. They spared a glance up, a pale spot covering their left eye and lower ear.

A part him hated killing the pretty ones, but another, stronger part, wanted to eat. So, oh well.

He crouched down, muscles bunching beneath sleek fur, white paws silent against the grass.

He leapt over the bush and onto his prey. The buck squealed, squirming below his much larger body.

Zach pressed his chest flush to the male's back. Nose tingling with something moist and desperate, but it wasn't fear.

The boy was an omega, and he was in heat.

Zach transformed with a roll of his shoulders, holding the hare's scruff tight.

" Shift," he barked. Cold blue fall shut shut, the smaller creature morphing beneath him.

Gods, he was gorgeous.

His creamy skin plush beneath Zach's finger. Fluffy hair framed his forehead, the rounded angles of his face adding to his kind look. Gentle, not weak. The ice-blue of his eyes piercing, narrowed and bright, studying his every move. His milky skin was taut, ready to fight any chance he got.

" You're cute," Zach mused, gaze traveling over his lean, muscular frame," I hate having to kill the cute ones."

His hand trailed down his back, starting at the nape of his neck. He tucked his lower lip between gleaming fangs. Running his palm along the folds of his body, loving the way he squirmed." I won't kill you, but only if you scream my name." The corners of plump lips curved, a shadow engulfing muddy waters.

The rabbit's eyes went slightly wide, mouth opening just a little." Wha-... why?" His voice was soft, and just a little high. Zach deciding a deeper one wouldn't fit him.

" Because I can smell you. And that has to hurt." Cool flesh grew hot against his palm, blue darting away for only a second. Zach rumbled deep, he was getting to him.

" So, what do you say? I'll help you with your problem and in return, you get to walk away, albeit with a limp."

" You seem awful cocky," the small boy muttered. Zach chuckled low, dragging his thumb across the skin just below his lip.

" You're a rabbit. The biggest thing you've been fucked with is 5 inches at best." Zach traced his bottom lip, barely pushing into his mouth." It'll be a win-win. You'll see what a real alpha feels like and I get something tight to rip apart." He leaned in, breathing against him, pressing their foreheads together. Surrounded by his scent, constantly reminded of his arousal.

" What do you say?"

Frozen gems flicked to his lips, meeting shaded brown shortly after. Chewing softly at his own.

" Just... promise you'll be gentle."

His throat shook with a deep purr, pulling the plump appendage from its prison," don't worry, baby. I won't hurt you."