✨Bunny✨

Making you cockwarm my fingers while I gently cuddle you to sleep, whispering sweet little compliments in your ear while you doze off. How pretty you are, how nice your warm, wet hole feels on my fingers. How much I'm enjoying your needy little moans while you drift off. "Be a good pet and go to sleep now, darling. Even toys need their rest. And you're such a good toy. So so precious." No matter how much you whine and complain about how hard it is to sleep with fingers probing inside you, eventually you'll drift off like a good toy should.

She’s sitting cross-legged on the couch, her oversized shirt riding high on her thighs, her headset on, completely immersed in the screen. Her hair is slightly disheveled, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she concentrates. She hasn’t noticed me yet, and that’s fine—better, even. It gives me a moment to take her in, the way she sits so comfortably in my space, the way she fills it with a quiet chaos that grounds me in ways I can’t explain.

I step closer, silent, and let my hand drift over her shoulder. She stiffens, just for a second, before relaxing into my touch. She glances back, her eyes wide for a moment before softening when she realizes it’s me.

“You’re home,” she says, her voice distracted as she turns back to her game, the controller still clutched in her hands.

I don’t respond immediately, leaning down instead to press a slow kiss to the side of her neck. My lips linger there, feeling the way her breath catches, the way her body instinctively leans into me. “Yeah,” I murmur against her skin, my voice low, roughened by the day. “And I’ve been thinking about you all damn day.”

She chuckles softly, her fingers moving on the controller. “You always say that,” she teases, but there’s a shakiness to her voice now, a telltale sign that she’s not as composed as she pretends to be.

“You always give me reasons to,” I reply, letting my hands slide down her arms, over her waist, tugging her slightly back against me. She stiffens again, her grip tightening on the controller, but I smirk, my lips brushing her ear as I whisper, “You think you can keep playing, baby?”

Her breath hitches, but she doesn’t answer, her stubbornness making her double down on her focus. I move my hands lower, gripping her thighs firmly, my thumbs brushing the bare skin just under the hem of her shirt. Her body tenses, her fingers faltering just slightly, and I chuckle softly, darkly, enjoying the way she fights to keep control.

“You’re really going to make me work for it, aren’t you?” I growl, my voice teasing, my teeth grazing her earlobe before I press a hot kiss just below it. “Fine. Let’s see how long you last.”

My hands move higher, slipping under her shirt, tracing the softness of her stomach. Her breathing grows heavier, uneven now, and I can feel the slight tremble in her body as she tries to keep her composure. My lips trail down her neck, leaving a path of heat and purpose, each kiss designed to unravel her.

Her hands are still on the controller, but they’re trembling now, her grip faltering as I press my body against hers, pinning her slightly against the couch. “Still think you can keep playing?” I murmur against her skin, my hands sliding up to cup her waist, pulling her into me. “Because I’m not stopping until you forget that damn game exists.”

Finally, with a frustrated sigh, she sets the controller down, her head falling back against my chest. I smirk, victorious, and turn her face toward mine, my fingers tilting her chin up. I kiss her deeply, my lips claiming hers, my hand sliding into her hair, gripping just enough to make her gasp against my mouth.

Her body melts into mine, her hands clutching at my arms as I take my time, pouring every ounce of frustration and need into the kiss. When I finally pull back, her cheeks are flushed, her lips slightly swollen, her breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps.

“Good girl,” I murmur, brushing my thumb over her jawline. “Now, let me show you what happens when you make me wait all day for this.”

I don’t give her a chance to respond, my hands sliding lower, gripping her thighs as I lift her effortlessly into my lap. Her legs straddle me, her hands gripping my shoulders as I pull her flush against me, my lips finding hers again, rougher this time, more demanding. She moans softly, her body pliant in my hands as I press her closer, deeper into me, erasing any distance between us.

‘You’re so desperate, aren’t you?’ I murmur, my voice low, dripping with control. My hand trails down your stomach, deliberate and slow, pausing just above where you’re aching for me. I smirk as I watch you squirm, your body straining against the restraints, begging silently. ‘Patience, baby. You’ll take what I give you, and nothing more.’

I bring the plug into view, letting you see it, letting you imagine exactly what it’ll feel like as I slide it inside you. ‘This isn’t just for fun,’ I growl, gripping your chin and forcing you to meet my gaze. ‘It’s to remind you who you belong to, who owns every inch of you, every shiver, every moan.’

Slowly, I press it against you, savoring the way your body reacts, the way you gasp and writhe, caught between tension and surrender. I push it in, inch by inch, watching as your back arches, as your lips part with a broken moan, until it’s seated fully, perfectly.

‘There it is,’ I whisper, my hand resting on your thigh, firm and possessive. ‘You feel that, baby? That’s me, inside you, controlling every bit of your pleasure. You don’t get to move without thinking of me, without remembering who put you in this state.’

I don’t stop there. My fingers slide between your legs, slow and torturous, brushing just enough to make you gasp, to drive you mad with need. ‘Tell me, baby,’ I growl, my lips brushing against your ear. ‘Do you think you’ll last like this, or will you beg me to let you cum while I keep you filled and trembling beneath me?’

You try to answer, but your voice falters, lost in the overwhelming sensations. I smirk, pulling back just enough to leave you on the edge, teetering, unable to think of anything but how badly you need me to take you completely.