I hope all of you are having a good time over Easter or just spring break/weekend!

I've been eyeing my older fics lately and decided it would be a great time to get these redone and betaed. This one is overall 3 chapters long, so any of you waiting for new DNM part – don't worry, it's not taking my mind from it for too long.

The story below is quite nostalgic to me, as it was done to a glee kink meme prompt a few years ago. The prompt asked for a skittish bunny-hybrid Kurt having issues with getting more intimate with Blaine. This is a light read, so expect mostly fluff and smut!

Special thanks to hkvoyage who helped me immensely with this fic despite being super busy!

You can keep track of the updates for this fic on my tumblr tarabottiwrites

Enjoy!

The last thing you would normally expect while spending intimate time with your loving, gentle boyfriend was serious bodily harm…

"Ouch... Shit..."

Blaine's blinked, trying to figure out what had just happened. It would be probably easier if his stomach and butt didn't hurt so much. Wait, why does it even hurt me there? He thought, bamboozled.

"Oh my God... Blaine, I'm so, so sorry! Please tell me you are okay!"

The soft voice, trembling with worry came from above, which helped Blaine to figure out his current position - he was laying on his back on a hard floor, just by the bed. He remembered that just a moment ago he and his boyfriend had decided to try to take their relationship into the next level and, after a long talk, they were about to make preparations for their long-postponed penetrative sex.

Into Blaine's sight came his boyfriend – a gorgeous bunny-human hybrid – leaping from the bed to check on Blaine. The curly-haired boy smiled confusedly at the view of a naked, fair-skinned Kurt, his set of fluffy bunny ears bouncing with concern. Blaine couldn't see it at the moment, but he knew that there was a tail somewhere there as well, just above the outlandishly cute-

"Fuck," Blaine swore when he remembered what had happened just before his unfortunate accident. He had just slicked his fingers with lube and started to press them against the rim of the Kurt's entrance to stretch him, when his boyfriend suddenly had freaked out and with one strong kick had sent Blaine flying onto the floor.

And now Kurt's face was red and exploding from the guilt as he tried to check on Blaine. "How is your head? Are you dizzy? How many fingers do you see?"

"My head is fine and you forgot to show me any fingers," Blaine noticed and lifted his hand to rub on his bunny boyfriend's cheek. Kurt relaxed a bit, but the blush from guilt on his face did not vanish.

"I did it again, didn't I?" he asked.

There was no use to sugar-coat the reality so Blaine simply nodded while sitting up. He winced a bit from the pain in the stomach from the kick. And I didn't believe Kurt when he was telling me how he was a star kicker in high school football team, Blaine thought bitterly. He, like other full-humans, kept forgetting that hybrids were not only getting extra body parts from their soul-animals, but also their natural instincts.

"You are probably not ready yet," Blaine suggested softly, but Kurt only rolled his eyes with a huff.

"I am ready. I really, really want it," he said sternly. "I might be skittish like a five-year old, but I am a healthy college fresher, who just wants to have s-sex with his boyfriend." he finished in a rather higher pitch voice than he would've want to.

"I know you said you didn't want to yet, but maybe you could try topping after all? My ass is already sore anyway and you know I don't really have a preference." Blaine smiled sheepishly, trying to prevent Kurt's panic attack. The curly-haired boy brought his hand up to bunny-boy's head, ruffling the soft, chestnut hair. His fingers found that 'special' spot at the base of Kurt's floppy ear and scratched there lightly.

"No. I don't feel comfortable when thinking about topping. Not for now," Kurt replied honestly, tilting his head a bit into his boyfriend's touch. "I don't know why it's happening," the brunet complained. "At first everything is okay and sweet and hot and then I feel your... your finger-" Kurt lowered his eyes as if he suddenly found the floor very interesting, "-and I'm flooded with my primal instincts screaming 'Wolf! Fox!'"

Blaine's heart broke seeing his beloved so upset. He cupped Kurt's face and smiled encouragingly. "Why don't we watch a movie today instead and try again tomorrow?" Blaine certainly didn't know how the next day would be any different, but he felt obliged to show some positivity here. "I'll take extra time to relax you, so you won't feel threatened."

Kurt looked at his boyfriend sceptically, but nodded slowly in agreement. "Okay. Tomorrow." He agreed. He let Blaine embrace him tightly. Their naked chests were pressed firmly together and were warming up from the comfortable intimacy they shared. Kurt sighed, content while Blaine petted his ears in steady, slow strokes. Maybe Blaine is right? Maybe tomorrow we'll manage to be more intimate?

"So what should we watch?" Blaine whispered into Kurt's soft ear - he loved how it always would spring up whenever his breath would tickle the pinkish pinna.

"Anything but Donnie Darko. I can't stand that rabbit creep."

Blaine couldn't concentrate on eating lunch next day at university without constantly glancing at his phone's screen showing just a short message:

Today? xxx ~~K

He smiled fondly as he chewed on his sandwich, trying to construct some kind of a plan on how to go about coaxing Kurt, so the bunny-hybrid would be relaxed enough to avoid another freak-out.

Before he made a mental list though, his friends – or 'friendly fiends' as he would often describe them - flopped down on the chairs on his both sides. Blaine quickly shoved his phone inside his bag, but apparently he was not fast enough.

"If it isn't our great friend Blaine Hefner," Nick – one of the boys - smirked. "Prefer to sext with your darling than chat with us?"

Jeff pouted exaggeratedly. "We miss you soooo much, Blaine. Since you and Kurt got together and are probably constantly going at it like, well, bunnies, you are having less and less time for us."

Blaine rolled his eyes. From the moment Nick and Jeff met Kurt, they made it their life goal to eternally tease him about their relationship. Normally it didn't faze him too much but since the stereotypes about the sexual nature of bunny-human hybrids were nowhere reflected in his real life, recently the jokes only annoyed him. The frustrated grimace on his face must've been very prominent, because Jeff and Nick suddenly went quiet. Both boys glanced at each other before addressing their friend.

"Blaine... don't tell me you guys..."

"... are saving yourself till marriage." Their synchronisation was uncanny.

Blaine glared at the table. "We're not. At least we don't want to wait, but..." He wasn't sure if it was wise to confess their problems to the two jokers. Probably not.

Of course without the truth out there Jeff and Nick were more than happy to provide their theories.

"Blaine! Do you have issues with your performance?!" both of them said in unison, mocking horror on their faces.

Blaine spluttered. "What?! No, you idiots! And keep your voices down – we are not alone here!" he hissed, seeing some girl walking by and glaring at them, offended.

"So what is the problem?" asked Jeff in a quieter voice.

Blaine sighed. His and Kurt's intimacy was not their business and Blaine loved his boyfriend no matter how much he would have to compromise, but… maybe it would be worth to brainstorm with his friends. At least to make them shut up about the issue later.

Kurt violently closed his laptop. He should know better than trying to research 'anal sex' to become more familiar with it. He had hoped to get some advice on his problem, but adding into the search tab 'rabbit hybrid' turned out to be a disaster. The results were filled with wild fantasies from guys who obviously didn't know any bunny-hybrids, but imagined doing all sorts of things to them. Kurt was sure most of these fantasies wouldn't even be pleasant, because why would you want to do THAT with your ear and-

Kurt finally groaned, almost ready to admit that he might never be ready for penetrative sex because even fingering was making his body think of a predator attack. Another proof how those Zootopia fanfics were not getting things right with how easily wildehopps smut was happening there…

If even one finger is too much... The bunny-hybrid looked at his own hands. Maybe it's because it was someone else's finger...?

The bottle of lube stood temptingly on the night stand. No one would ever know even if I failed, Kurt thought. Eyeing the translucent flask, Kurt started to take off his pants, delicately pushing his fluffy white tail through the specially tailored hole at the back. His briefs went off next and Kurt sank onto his bed only with his blue t-shirt on with a lube in his hand. He opened it with a quiet 'pop' – he would never admit it, but his ears sprang straight up at the sound – and squeezed a bit of the liquid onto his palm.

Kurt's nose wrinkled at the strong familiar strawberry fragrance – Blaine was a fan, though. The bunny-hybrid pressed his palms together and rubbed them, trying not to think too much about the sticky and slippery sensation on his fingers. For a short moment he paused, not sure what would be the best way to go about it. Finally, he decided to kneel with one of his hands rested on the bed and another...

Kurt bent his neck to see his butt. The crack between two plump ass cheeks was completely hidden behind his bushy tail, so unfortunately he had to rely on his sense of touch. He reached his fingers toward where he knew was his hole, trying to avoid the tail, because there was no way he was staining it with lube, especially after he had meticulously conditioned it this morning.

The chestnut ears fluttered in alarm when he felt the cold touch on the rim of his entrance. Kurt clutched his teeth together and massaged the ring of muscles to get used to the sensation.

Just like when you clean yourself in the shower, Kurt! He gave himself a pep talk.

Kurt pushed the tip of the middle finger in and...

...With a terrified shriek, he buried his face into the pillow, his hand frantically wiping the lube off onto the sheets.

"I'm hopeless," he whined, frustrated, as his ears lifelessly dropped down onto the pillow along with his head.

The familiar fingers gently glided through the soft, feathery fur on Kurt's ears. The boy cracked his eyes open to smile at the person hovering above him.

"Did you have a good nap?" Blaine asked scratching lightly the base of the fluffy ear. Kurt nodded.

"I was a bit tired after my lectures." Well, that wasn't technically a lie, even though he was tired not because of the lectures, but because of the stress from all his research later. Kurt was just relieved that he cleaned up and deleted the search history before falling asleep.

Hybrid's stomach grumbled. "I wonder if the cafeteria is still open."

"Well, I haven't seen you there during dinner time, so I brought you something," Blaine tilted his head toward the table between their beds. On the table stood a huge bowl overfilled with Caesar salad with tomatoes and a wholegrain bun. With a victorious shout, Kurt jumped from the bed toward the food.

"Oh, Blaine! You are the best roommate and boyfriend-" He put the plum tomato into his mouth and moaned. "-ever!" he finished after chewing through it.

Blaine moved closer to the bunny-hybrid and put his chin onto Kurt's shoulder. "I just thought that for you skipping the dinner wouldn't be nice since you'll need a lot of energy."

Kurt's cheeks exploded with a pink blush. "A lot of e-energy?"

"I mean, I know that animal hybrids have a better metabolism and need regular meals. It's not like I had any ulterior motives," Blaine said quickly, but seeing that Kurt's ears deflated a bit hearing that, he added. "Okay, maybe also I had in mind a few activities we could partake in this evening..."

After dinner, Blaine scooped Kurt – now hyper-energetic after the salad - onto his bed. He didn't have to do anything as the bunny-hybrid was showering his face and neck with shy, ticklish kisses. Blaine loved that his boyfriend was as affectionate as he was adorably innocent. The boy spooned Kurt's wiggling tail and lazily combed it with his fingers. He smiled thinking of these rare days that Kurt would let him wash and condition it till its fur was silky and shiny.

"Blaaaaaine," the hybrid moaned into Blaine's ear when he felt a stronger pull at the base of his tail. "You know I'm sensitive there..."

"Of course I know, pumpkin. Do you really want me to stop?"

Kurt thought for a moment. "Nooo, but be gentle, okay?"

"I'm always gentle!" Blaine pouted and leaned to kiss Kurt nose which fidgeted under the caress.

Kurt hummed in agreement – because arguing would kill the mood – and melted into his boyfriend's embrace. His fingers were travelling over Blaine's chest until they rested on the boy's cardigan's buttons. Kurt looked up questioningly at his boyfriend, who smiled in permission. The hybrid quickly undid the buttons and tentatively proceeded to glide the sweater off Blaine's shoulders. The curly-haired boy mirrored these actions and they both started to chaotically peeling the layers of clothes off each other. It was not the easiest of tasks as at the same time they resumed kissing.

"Damn... those... skinny... jeans..." Blaine murmured between the meetings of their tongues. Kurt wiggled his ass to help him, his tail wagging like puppy's, but it was still an impossible feat to accomplish.

"Let me... do it..." gasped Kurt and his hands left Blaine's undershirt to take care of their problem. The pants finally gave up and slid down Kurt's legs. However, when they reached his calves, the hybrid suddenly lost his balance and with a less-than-dignified squeak fell on top of Blaine.

"Sorry, almost there," Kurt's breath stroked Blaine's collarbone. The boy wanted to reply, but managed only to get out a husky cry as he felt Kurt bucking his hips – probably to shake of the pants – which resulted in the hybrid rubbing against him.

"God, I'm sorry... Okay, they are off."

"Good," Blaine rasped. He had planned to take it really slowly, but damn, he was already painfully hard thanks to the handful of his bunny splayed on top of him. He had to do something.

"Time for a switch," he murmured and in one swift movement he flipped Kurt over so the hybrid would be the one laying on the bed. Blaine's eyes raked over the lithe, but fit body beneath him with appreciation. The shy blush was quickly spreading over the pallid skin, but Blaine could tell that Kurt was turned on since the rabbit ears were twitching from excitement.

"Hmmm... I'm the luckiest man alive to have such a precious bunny for a boyfriend," he beamed.

Meanwhile, Kurt's heart was pounding inside his chest. Will today be 'The Day'? Will I be able to make Blaine mine completely?

He was half scared, half hopeful.