a shaky sigh left her throat at the trail of near featherlight kisses being pressed against her shoulder, snaking their way to the center of her back, right above her shoulder blades. there’s a particular sort of feeling she gets feeling bunny’s soft lips find the skin there, as if there should be something there and there isn’t. allie knows she should have her wings by now, most fairies do. or at least she should be showing stronger signs of magic than making the grass a little greener, or making the flowers near her perk up as she passed them by. but in that moment she tried not to think about it too much, bunny being near her grounded her thoughts. “ thank you, for being here with me, right now. ”