Lucy's Panty Prank

It was somewhere between very late night and very early morning. Where it was still pitch black outside and nothing dared to make more than a chirrup or a squeak, leaving the streets deathly silent.
In one particular little house however, there was still something stirring at this ungodly hour. A creature that was not bound by the laws of nature, not constrained by the normal rhythms of night or day. A creature far beyond the understanding of any mortal man or beast.
In simple terms, it was Lucy the demon hare, and she couldn't sleep.
She had spent the day lounging around as usual, sometimes on the sofa, occasionally on the floor. Once or twice she had hung from the ceiling, just to mix things up a little. Then after Inco had got back home from work, she had ascended to her preferred spot layed out on top of his chest and stayed there until bed time.
Instead of drifting of to sleep cuddled up to her favourite human though, she had found herself tossing and turning in growing discomfort and annoyance.
She tried her usual tricks for getting sleepy, like staring up at the dark corners of the room and imaging nameless horrors hiding there, thinking about what the insides of a turkey might look like, listing the best decapitations from the various horror movies she watched with Inco...
Yet sleep still eluded her.
Now, Lucy had been on her best behaviour as of late. She had stopped with the petty theft from the local store, stopped randomly carving pentagrams in the neighbour's lawns and drawing moustaches on their gnomes. She had even managed to reign in what kind of mischief she let Beezy talk her into.
Considering her long list of previous crimes, misdemeanours and generally demonic behaviour that she used to get up to, she had actually been rather good...
Inco's influence, no doubt.
But as she lay there in bed struggling to sleep, she found herself confronted with something that was especially dangerous for a demon trying to change her ways.
Cold, hard, boredom.
She could simply climb out of bed and go watch tv, or play some computer games, or go sneak outside and find some nocturnal wildlife to stalk and terrorise. But she did those sorts of things during the day, swapping the nocturnal wildlife for daytime of course, so doing them now too would just be dull.
What she needed, was something that would scratch that entertainment itch, but also hopefully tire her out some too.
Looking over to her side, she took in Inco's peacefully sleeping form.
His hair was a ruffled up mess, he was wearing a scruffy old shirt for bed, and he had a thin line of drool leaking from his partly open mouth into the pillow...
"Damn." she thought to herself. "I love this stupid sexy human man..."
She found herself thinking back on all the time she had spent with him so far. About how he had taken her in, given her a place to stay and food in her belly without expecting anything from her in return.
She thought about how cool he looked wearing those cheap sunglasses of his all hours of the day, especially at night time when it was by no means practical to do so. About the times he had fallen asleep with them still on, and she had gently plucked them from his face and put them safely to the side so he wouldn't break them.
She smiled, thinking about all the fun she'd had pranking the poor unsuspecting fool, and how electrifying it had been when he'd pranked her back just as hard.
Yeah, it was lovely alright... which is why she immediately squashed the idea as it surfaced in her mind to wake him up with a prank.
"It would be perfect", a little voice whispered. Nothing quite quenched her feelings of boredom quite like a pranking session with Inco, and there were certainly a good very many things that he was quite adept at doing both with and to her that would thoroughly tire her out...
But she knew he had work tomorrow. He had to be up early to go and earn money doing whatever it was humans did out there in the world, so waking him up now for her own benefit would be very much a dick move.
But...
"What if there was a way to get what you want without him knowing it was your doing?"
Very much aware that the little whispering voice was just her thinking really hard, she listened anyway.
"What if you had a way to prank Inco awake, put the idea in his head that he very much wants to do some very, very, exhausting things to you, and also leave yourself with perfect deniability?"
She had her own attention...
A plan flashed through her mind, a very simple and surely foolproof one at that. One that would lead to much fun and hot sweaty times with Inco...
Lucy didn't need any additional convincing, having talked herself into her boredom busting idea.
With a truly wicked little grin, she pulled herself out from under the bed covers, and kneeled next to the blissfully sleeping Inco...

A few minutes later, Lucy was ready.
A little shiver of excitement ran through her as she gazed lovingly down at the sleeping man.
As slowly and carefully as possible so she didn't risk waking him, she began to undress. She pulled the old t-shirt he had long ago gifted her up and over her head, extra cautious not to snag it on her pointy antler like horns, and tossed it off into the darkness. All that was left, was the key to her plan.
She reached down and started to pull at her panties, wriggling her hips as she slipped them down along her long legs and then off past her large fluffy feet.
She held them up for inspection.
A simple pair of cotton undies that Inco had convinced her to start wearing around the place under the t-shirt. It wasn't that he hadn't enjoyed the odd glimpse of demon hare unmentionables she had amusingly flashed him from time to time, but one of those odd human hang ups about respecting others and the like. Despite her complete disregard for things like nudity or decency, she had worn them in the end to make him feel better.
She smirked to herself as she sniffed the panties, yup, nice and ripe. Wearing these things had their advantages, as Inco was about to discover...
She opened up the panties and as gently as possible, placed the spread crotch part of them over Inco's face. More specifically, over his nose.
Scooting back a touch, she waited.
The plan unfolded once more in her mind. He would smell her stinky panties, that she had been wearing for two days straight, and wake up all horny and full of sinful thoughts. She would reach over quickly and dispose of the offending undergarments before he realised they were there, and then pretend to wake up all sweet and innocent. Then he would surely ravage her little demon hare body mercilessly and there would be no comeback for waking him up on a work night, as he was the one who apparently got the hornies at stupid o'clock and not her...
She stifled a naughty little chuckle, pleased with her own mischievous ingenuity.
Except...
After a few minutes of waiting, Inco hadn't woken up...
She watched him carefully, her demonic eyes easily piercing the darkness as she inspected the scene.
The panties were in place, he was still breathing deeply as he slept soundly on his back, face up.
She scooted back up to him, bringing her face close to his as she checked for treachery. It wouldn't be out of character for Inco to try counter-pranking her, to perhaps feign sleep as a way to fuck with her maybe. She could still feel the titillating electric burn that the tazer he had turned back against her had left. That had been a fun weekend...
But no, he was still seemingly sound asleep.
Then she heard him mumble something as he slept, his voice muffled slightly by his new cotton mask.
"Mmmmmm... Lucy..." he mumbled, distant and dreamily.
She paused. It was working, but also... She found herself oddly touched that he could recognise her by naughty scent alone.
Humans didn't have the sensitive sense of smell that a demon hare possessed, but it seemed he was able to identify that the pussy smell drifting through into his sleeping mind was certainly hers.
Granted, she had spent another fun weekend sitting almost exclusively on his face, but still...
She considered abandoning her plan then, her fondness for this odd mortal man overcoming her need for some late night entertainment. Plus he seemed no closer to actually waking up.
Figures he'd find a way to thwart her prank, even while sleeping.
As she reached for the panties however, she noticed something else in the darkness that was coming to join her.
Something was starting to stand to attention from under the covers, something that was tenting the blanket up from where Inco slept.
"Ohhhhh..." she whispered to herself.
As carefully and stealthily as she could, she pulled the covers away from Inco and revealed the rest of his still sleeping form.
She saw it then, standing tall and proud and barely contained by his boxers. Inco's mighty meat rod.
She took a moment, appreciating the hidden majesty locked away in the prison of his undies. Then she began to think.
Inco hadn't woken up, somehow resisting her clever plot to tempt him awake, but still managing to pop a boner in response to her scent anyway. So how could she use this going forward?
She continued to stare at the bulge, weighing pros and cons, plotting new plans and planning new plots.
Then she came to a decision.
It would take a bit delicate work, some very deft movement and coordination on her part, but...
She could make this work still.
So, like a ninja preparing to disarm a most devious and delicate of traps, she reached down and started to pull at Inco's boxers, tugging a centimeter at a time until she could work what was underneath free.
Inco stirred, shifting slightly in his sleep and grumbling some wordless nonsense through the crotch of her panties. Lucy froze, but when nothing more was forthcoming from him she pushed ahead.
A few more little tugs saw her prize break free, springing up from the constraints of his boxers and standing tall and proud out in the open air.
Her mouth watered slightly as she gazed lovingly at it, always pleased to be reunited with this particular part of Inco's anatomy.
She could feel herself already getting quite moist down below as she considered the next phase of her revised plan, but she would need to make sure that there was ample 'lubrication' on hand for this next part.
She had set herself a challenge. She was going to try and make sweet sweet love to Inco without waking him up.
The risk of having him get pissed at her for waking him up on a work night was still there, but seeing as he wasn't going to play ball with her for the first plan then she felt she logically had no choice but to proceed with this one.
It was his fault really, if you thought about it...
Watching his face carefully for any reaction, she opened her mouth and slipped out her long almost serpentine tongue. Then, with a care that one would have thought impossible for a demon, she gently began to lick at Inco's twitching member.
She started at the base, coiling her abnormally long slimy appendage around his shaft and working her way upwards, slurping and caressing as she went.
Inco moaned softly, the pungent scent from the panties still covering his face and the tender workmanship of Lucy's tongue filling his dreaming mind with truly unspeakable visions. All involving a diminutive brown antlered hare.
Lucy continued her work, savouring the taste as she reached the head. Then, recalling her long sinuous tongue, she finished with a last gentle lick and a dainty little kiss on the now quivering wet flesh of Inco's member.
Wiping her mouth, she smiled. So far so good. Inco was nicely prepared and still sleeping, and she was most certainly ready for the next part too...
She stood up on the bed, placed a foot either side of Inco's hips, and began to lower herself down.
She was tempted to just drop down, spearing herself roughly on his hard manhood with a bang and just going to town on him. The burning desire for him she felt down there certainly wanted to, but she was too far now to throw away her carefully crafted (albeit hastily revised) plan. So with all the care she could muster, she slowly pushed down onto his waiting dick and let it slip inside.
She shuddered and stifled a moan, feeling her insides stretch around his meat as she wriggled her way down his length. Thanks to the careful slobbering she had given him and to how wet she was herself down there already, she was easily able to take him all in without much trouble.
Inco moaned, his eyes still closed though and somehow not yet awake.
She took a moment to savour the feeling of him inside her, the way she could still feel the warmth of him despite the burning that she herself put out as part of being a demon. As she closed her eyes and focused, she could feel the pulsing of his heartbeat as it sent blood coursing through his engorged member...
For a creature denied the embrace of heaven, this felt as close to devine as she could ever hope to experience...
Now wasn't the time for blissful introspection however, as she had work to do.
Placing her hands down on the bed for leverage, she began to lift herself back up slowly. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from hissing in pleasure as she did though, before lowering herself back down again.
Inco grunted and shifted again, but still he didn't wake.
So Lucy began to work herself into a rhythm of gentle lovemaking, picking up a bit more speed as she got more into it.
She had her eyes fixed on Inco, willing him to stay asleep long enough for her to finish him. The look on his face, she thought, when he eventually wakes up and wonders why he's all goopy down there and thinks he's just had a really funky dream...
Her breathing began to get heavier as she worked, the exertion of doing all the work for once and of her own growing pleasure making it harder for her to keep completely quiet.
As she watched his face she could see that even as he still somehow slept he was getting close. She was versed enough in Inco's facial expressions to see the tell tale flush in his cheeks and the various other twitches that marked his coming climax.
She was close herself now, the added excitement of being naughtier than usual and combining sexy time with pranking edging her along must faster than usual.
She was almost to her goal, just a few thrusts more, perhaps a little twist at the end... and she would have it.
But then the fates threw her a curveball that she had no hopes at all of hitting. An almost diabolical complication that would have been worthy of the most devious of demons had it been deliberate.
As his dreaming mind filled with the pleasure of his unconscious body, Inco muttered again in his sleep.
"Mmffff... Love ya Lucy..."
She couldn't help herself. Her mind already scattered with feelings of pleasure and her own impending victory, she answered.
"Oh I love you too Inky!" she moaned.
The sleeping human's eyes then snapped open, and he groggily fixed Lucy with a sleepy stare from behind the trim of her still in place panties.
"Lucy?" he asked, confused.
"Aww rats..." she cursed, before her own climax hit and she became a quivering mess of pants and moans.

Inco had been having the strangest dream. In it, he had first been at peace, just wandering through some old happy memory with some vaguely familiar sights and sounds in the background. One of those dreams that evaporates by morning and leaves you with only a sense of having had a pleasant night's sleep.
Only things had gotten progressively weirder at one point and he really didn't know what to make of it.
He had been lying on his couch, watching some nonsense on the tv with Lucy layed out on his chest.
Then, just out of the blue, all he could smell was her.
It wasn't the weird burny sulphur smell she sometimes got, or the odd metallic twang like that time she tried sucking on some batteries for a laugh. It was the other smell, her more intimate and exciting scent. But it was everywhere.
He had looked down at Lucy, but she was playing about on his phone again, oblivious to it. Then, when he had tried to talk to her, she had somehow flipped around, her ass to him now as her head was down by his crotch.
He had felt her tongue on him then despite being fully clothed in his dream he could feel her hot breath on his cock as she started to do unspeakable things to him.
He tried to reach out and grab her hips, to turn her around or pull her closer, he couldn't decide which, but his hands just went right through her.
Then she was sitting on top of him, gyrating on his lap, but her face was lost to the darkness.
He could still smell her, a cloying sweetness that threatened to overpower him as he seemed to spin out of control.
Despite his vest efforts he couldn't reach out to her, couldn't see her clearly, only smell her and feel her hastening movements.
He called out, and she answered.
"I love you too Inky!" she called, from some far off and distant place.
Which is the point he woke up, just in time to see Lucy, silhouetted in the darkness as she moved up and down on top of him, cum her little brains out and collapse exhausted down upon his chest.
"Lucy?" he asked.
"The hell was that?"
She simply lay there for a moment panting, taking her time before trying to form some words.
"Uhh..." she muttered
"You were all... in your sleep... so I just wanted to..."
She sighed happily.
He lifted the panties off of his face, his confusion only deepening.
"Why are these on my face?" he asked carefully, a bit worried about the answer.
She looked up, her big eyes widening slightly as she spotted the offending undies in his hand.
She quickly reached up and snatched them from his grip, then tossed them quickly onto the floor.
"No reason!" she answered, a shifty look on her face.
Inco sighed.
"Lucy..." he began, exasperated. The demon hare had plopped her head back down onto his chest though and seemingly closed her eyes.
Sighing, he wrote the whole thing off as yet another 'demon hare thing' that he probably would never completely understand and decided to try and get back to sleep.
It was a difficult thing to do however, considering that Lucy was now seemingly clinging to him like a limpet and he was very much aware of being still hilted inside of her.
"Uh Lucy?" he asked. "Could you loosen your grip there for a second?"
She didn't answer, seemingly feigning sleep herself now.
"I know you're not sleeping." he said flatly. "You've had your fun but I've got to get up in a few hours for work, so I'd really like to get some sleep..."
Nothing.
He sighed again, and tried to roll over and pry her off. She held on firmly however, her inhuman strength very much coming into play as she resisted his efforts to pull free.
"Lucy..." he grumbled, getting annoyed. It was then however he heard her giggle naughtily.
"Sorry Inco..." she tittered. "I was just playing a little game, to see if I could make you feel good without waking you up..."
He relaxed his muscles a bit as he listened.
"I almost did it too, but then you woke up and spoilt it."
She looked up at him again, resting her chin on his chest as her big eyes gazed up into his, sparkling with mischief.
"I can't let you go yet though." she said with a squeeze. "I didn't get to finish my game, and you didn't finish at all..."
He was very much aware then that he was still deep inside the little demon, and that he was in fact very much turned on by the whole messed up situation.
"Alright..." he said guardedly. "We'll finish your little game, but then I really got to get some proper sleep, alright?"
She smiled up wickedly at him.
"Alright Inky..." she purred, wriggling her hips from side to side and jostling him about inside of her.
Again he tried to pull himself free so he could change position, but still she held him tightly around the chest.
"Lucy, let me go a sec would you?" he asked, but she just giggled again in response.
"How about you try and make me?" she said huskily.
It seemed that with her sleep plan thwarted, she desired alternative entertainment...
Inco was well enough versed in her moods by now to get where this was going. If he wanted to even consider the remotest possibility of getting back to sleep tonight before work in the morning, he was going to have to apply some serious correction to this naughty little demon hare.
With a sigh reserved for those who are the most hard put upon, Inco suddenly tensed himself up and used his superior size to surprise the little furry demon and flip them both over.
With her now firmly pinned down upon the mattress, he grabbed a hold of her and began thrusting.
With a night of as of yet unsatisfied frustrations to work through, Inco proceeded to pound the naughty little hare into the mattress as she squeaked and giggled away happily. She locked her legs around his waist and dug her long claws into his back as she held on for dear life.
Thankfully, she had been filing those talons of hers down in recent months, so there would be no more stitches in Inco's immediate future.
The bed creaked and the headboard banged into the wall loudly as they noisily made love, with Inco unconcerned with hurting a creature as sturdy as Lucy, while she happily let him pound her with all force he could muster.
It didn't take long for him to reach his limit, having already been quite considerably worked up by Lucy's efforts earlier. While Lucy was already well on her way to another screaming orgasm by the time he got there.
When he finally came, when he gripped her tightly and let loose deep inside of her, Lucy simply clung to him all the more tightly, foaming at the mouth with her eyes now unfocused and slightly crossed.
They collapsed together thoroughly spent into the sweat soaked sheets of the bed. They were both panting, twitching and otherwise completely satisfied.
Lucy had cleared her boredom quite nicely, would have no trouble sleeping, and probably wouldn't wake up again until sometime tomorrow afternoon.
Inco too felt good, very good, but so dog tired that he could quite possibly sleep through until the day after tomorrow.
Looking at the clock though, he saw it was now less than an hour before he needed to get up and get ready for work. He could already here the first early morning birds chirping outside to the first glimmers of light in the sky.
He sighed. Lucy had gotten him good, yet again. Work was going to be hell today with no sleep...
As he dozed though, grumpily pondering how he might prank her back suitably in the future, the little demon hare suddenly snuggled her way up to him.
With a little fuzzy peck on the nose from her furry little lips, she buried herself under his arm and against his chest.
"Love you Inky..." she said dreamily, and fell into a deep contented sleep.
He sighed again, pulling her in closer and closing his eyes.
Okay, perhaps he wouldn't prank her back too hard...
"Love you too Lucy." he whispered, and drifted off into what sleep he could salvage before morning, happy with his demon hare.
End