Jack Frost flew into the Warren, his laugh echoed as he rode the wind through tunnels. He brought a blanket of cold wind where ever he passed, making the trees shiver. One enchanted flower sneezed and hugged it's self with it's leaves.
Bunnymund could hear Jack's laughing. He was laying in his bed, snuggling into his pillow, and half asleep. Bunny groaned out of sleep, he opened one green eye and glared at his wall. He could hear Jack call his name, their was a hint of mischief in his voice. Bunny groaned and crawled out of bed, he hung his blanket over his shoulders and walked to his rabbit hole.
"Jack!" Bunny cried out, his voice hoarse. He peered up the entrance to his den, carved out of stone dirt by Bunny himself, and called to his fellow guardian again. Jack heard his name and searched the ground. He spotted Bunny peering at him from his burrow and flew to the ground near the opening.
"Bunny!" Jack greeted, "Good afternoon, rabbit. What are you doing with all that sand in your eyes?"
"Huh? Sandy's sand?"
"Yeah, right here," Jack said as he wiped the sand out of Bunny's tired eyes with his cold hand. The winter spirit crouched next to Bunny's head and smiled brightly down at his friend. "I came to see if you wanted to play catch around the world."
"Not taday, mate," Bunny said and resisted a yawn, "I'm too tired to play."
"But Bunny," Jack whined.
"Don't be a big baby, Frost! I'm going back to sleep," Bunny grumbled and ducked his head back into his den. He walked to his white futon and laid down. He snuggled against a light brown pillow and sighed when he closed his eyes.
Jack poked his head inside. His hair curved higher up because of the way Jack's head looked upside winter boy made a quirky smiled and narrowed his icy blue eyes at his furry friend. He heard from Toothiana, in the morning, that Bunny had been persuaded by North into a Russian drinking game the night before.
Tooth giggled at the details she told. North was singing his favorite song from Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov. He swung his empty mug and hiccupped. His cheeks were red as cherries and he sang with drunk joy. Bunny was drawing, like mad a rabbit, ideas flooded through his mind. He used up all the paper in the room with brilliant sketches of Jack Frost. Bunny became unreasonably obsessive with trying to sketch Jack in as much lingerie as the rabbit could imagine.
Tooth burst into laughter, she and her fairies collected the pages of art stuffed them into a yellow folder. She hid the folder into a drawer in the room and wiped a tear from her beautiful violet eyes. She watched her drunk friends part take in a dance. North lead and Bunny clumsily followed, as North wrapped his arm Bunny's waist, and Bunny wrapped his arms around the old man's neck.
North had called Tooth over to help Bunnymund make a safe journey home if they became over intoxicating. He would have had his yetis do it, but Bunny had the habit of biting and kicking the snowmen for illogical reasons. Tooth completely understood, and promised to help.
Now the fairy queen pulled the dancing duo apart. She giggled as Bunny nuzzled into her feathery back. North was so intoxicated he could barely open his eyes. He moved his hands in front of himself and felt feathers. He curled his meaty fingers in an attempt to get a grip. Tooth squeaked as North groped at her breasts through her feathers.
Baby Tooth gasped and rushed to Phil who was watching the door. She squeaked her urgency and Phil nodded his giant head. Santa Claus was pulled away from Tooth and escorted to the couch in front of the giant fire place. Tooth thanked Phil and blushed under her feathers. She would have pulled away from North if it hadn't been for Bunny keeping her in place because of his steady hugging.
Jack grinned and nudged Tooth with his elbow, right on her breast making her feel a sweet sensation. She shivered and swatted Jack away before returning to her story.
Tooth motivated Bunny with a carrot. She waved the delicious vegetable, something Bunny was craving do to his drunk stupor, and encouraged the giant rabbit to follow her to the Warren. Bunny made his own clumsy way into his den and through the rooms to his bed. Tooth watched him climb into bed and snuggle against his pillow.
Sandman had given everyone a salt shaker of his dream sand in case anyone needed help to sleep. Bunny had placed his gift on a small flower decorated shelf. Tooth took the salt shaker and shook dream sand on Bunny's face. She smiled knowingly when Jack's form appeared in golden sand.
Toothiana had a nose bleed when she saw Jack's signature clothes change into sexy lingerie, he wiggled his ass tauntingly for Bunny. Tooth grinned and remembered to pick up the folder of Bunny's sketches. She planted a kiss on Bunny's ear and flew back to the North Pole.
Jack jumped around excitedly as Baby Teeth tweeted excitedly, both waiting anxiously for Tooth to bring one of Bunnymund's amazing sketches of Jack.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Jack Frost laughed and ran his slender fingers through his white-silver hair. He took the page and awed at the amazing detail. "I didn't Bunny could draw like Da Vinci when he's blasted drunk!"
"Yeah, he draws what he feels, Jack," Tooth said with a hint of sensuality. Jack blushed and folded the page and tucked in into his pocket. Tooth's eyes glittered with a naughty idea, the winter boy's eyes reflection the same idea.
Jack flew into the living space inside the den. He walked up to Bunny and grinned, something mischievous in his eyes. Jack crouched so he could be on eyes level with the rabbit. He held his staff against his shoulder and petted Bunny's cheek with his hand. The pooka butted his head against the teenager's hand, wanting his cold touch on his aching head.
"Hung over, Bunny?" Jack asked and ran his cold fingers through the silver-blue pelt. He could feel the tight fabric stretch against his pale skin. He was happy Tooth still kept clothing in her closet, despite not really needing it. Bunny nodded his head against the winter boy's hand. "But not too hung over to see my surprise, right?"
"What surprise?" Aster Bunnymund grumbled out, his eyes were closed, but he still made an angry face like he was glaring behind his eye lids.
"I can't tell you," Jack said and leaned in close to whisper in one droopy long ear, "however, I can show you."
Bunny's interest was peaked. He opened his tired green eyes and watched Jack pull away. The pooka shifted to sit up on his futon and wrapped his blanket more tightly around him. Jack leaned his staff against the carved dirt wall. He then began to wiggle his hips seductively in front of Bunny.
Jack grinned as he made the pooka's jaw drop. He slowly stripped his blue hoodie and his loose white shirt off and tossed it to the ground by his feet. He gave Bunny a view of his back side and he rocked his hips as he slowly pulled down his leather brown pants. Bunny watched, forgetting his head ache and getting aroused.
Aster Bunnymund's eyes widen in surprise as he watched those old century pants drop. Jack kicked his pants off his ankles and danced in a pair of baby blue cheeky panties. He snickered at the look on Bunny's face.
"Surprise!" Jack shouted and twisted around to face Bunny. He walked up to Bunny and straddled him on the futon. The pooka lean back against the back rest and put his paws on Jack's hips. "Do you like it?"
"I love it," Bunny replied in his aussie accent. He thumbed the lacey fabric and admired the attentive detail. It was surely well made with crafty small hands. Jack's breath hitched every time Bunny brushed his paws against Jack's skin. Jack's arousal began to rise against the soft fabric he wore. "It's a dream come true."
"Well it's about to become a wet dream come true," Jack said with confidence. "I'm going to let you take my ass today. That is, If you're not too hung over to do the job right."
Bunny smacked Jack's butt hard. Jack yelped and groaned with pleasure.
"Watch what ya say, mate," Bunny rasped out, "I can have you screaming in pleasure begging me never to stop riding that arse."
"Challenge accepted."
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