Author's Note: I just had to write this because I felt so bad for Bunny when North was bashing Easter. Enjoy!

Warning: Hooray for smutty Monday! Yeah... I'm starting to worry about how easy it is for me to write these scenes. I can't even watch the movie anymore without getting uncomfortable. Anyhoo...

Disclaimer: I do not own anything recognizable from Rise of the Guardians.

Who Needs Mistletoe?

Rachel smiles as she unwraps her first gift. North had delivered hers early that evening and left another sweet note with her gifts like he had the Christmas before. She still hadn't met the man in person, but she felt as if he was the father figure type. She enjoyed that about him, obviously being without that for almost her entire life. Rachel knew that she would meet him face to face eventually, and when she did the first thing she wanted to do was give him the biggest hug and thank you she could.

She finishes unwrapping the tiny parcel and laughs at the small sprig of mistletoe in her hand, shaking her head. North obviously knew that Bunny had planned on joining her that night, but this was a little forward. She felt herself blush as she sets the plant aside and reaches for one of the bigger boxes just as she hears Bunny enter her bedroom.

"Rachel?"

"In here!" She calls out, feeling her stomach flutter. He walks into the living room and smiles at the sight of her sitting next to a small lit up tree surrounded by presents. If it weren't for the fact that she was only wearing a lavender silk kimono that hit her knees, he would say that she looked just like a giddy child on Christmas morning. The only thing ruining the moment was the classic red Santa hat on her head. He sighs and sits next to her, and she leans over and reaches a hand around his neck to pull him in for a kiss. When she pulls away she smirks at him. "What's got you so grumpy?"

"Do you have to wear that?" Bunny replies, grabbing the hat and pulling it off before tousling her blonde ringlets with his paw.

"It's Christmas. I only get to wear that thing one day a year." She says, pouting. She reaches out for it but he holds it behind him, making her stretch to try to get it. Bunny wraps an arm around her waist as she moves close and pulls her front against him, moving his lips to her neck in an attempt to distract her. It works as she sighs and her hand gives up trying to reach for the hat, instead resting on the back of his head to encourage him. The red fabric is instantly abandoned on the floor and the two begin to get lost in the feeling of each other. "Bunny, I want to open my presents." At her gasp he sighs and looks up at her with an odd expression.

"Really?" She pauses and stares at him for a moment before recognizing that he's not his normal self.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Open your presents."

"No." Rachel moves away from him slightly but keeps her hands under his chin to make him look at her full on. "You're sad. Why?" He sighs and tries to glance away, suddenly feeling as if he's acting childishly.

"I just get a little down around Christmas, alright?"

"Why?" She strokes her hand down one of his ears affectionately and he feels her big doe eyes pulling at him, begging him to confide in her.

"I always feel as if I'm forgotten." When her eyes widen in confusion he continues, his heart aching as he reveals what he's felt but was unable to say for so many years. "Everyone loves Christmas. There's magic in the air and everyone acts differently when the season starts. Sure, Easter's fun. Kids love the egg hunts and candy, but once it's over… they all forget about me. They look forward to Christmas all year long. All I get is one day."

"Oh, Bunny." Rachel murmurs as she sees the true unhappiness in his eyes.

"North and I have been rivals since as long as I can remember. But while we laugh about it, when he says that Easter isn't Christmas, it still hurts. I just feel second best."

"You know I don't feel that way, right?" Rachel asks quietly, beseeching him to see her honesty. "I love you so much, Bunny. You could never ever be second best for me." He looks up from his lap to meet her eyes, and he sees that she is truly looking at him as if he were the only person in the world. "I would love you most even if Christmas were every day. Christmas can shove it." He lets out a genuine laugh, making her smile. "I'm sure the children don't forget about you. You live on in their hearts and dreams all year long. And if they do forget, then I'll happily keep you all to myself." She leans forward and kisses his nose. He closes his eyes briefly, savoring the feeling, and then smiles at her.

"Thanks, sheila." She hugs him tightly, feeling his arms wrap around her waist, giggling as one of his paws "accidently" rests on her rear. "You still want to open your presents, don't you?" She bites her lip sheepishly and nods into his neck, making him laugh even louder. "Go ahead."

"Are you sure? I can wait until tomorrow."

"Just open them, Rachel." She grins and gives him another kiss before settling back next to the tree with him at her side. She picks up the one she had started when he arrived and tries to contain herself for his sake. She was glad that she understood how the Christmas season affected him, and even though he seemed to be alright with her enjoying it, she didn't want to instigate any more hurt feelings. However, he just sits there as she opens her gift, smiling down at her.

"Ooh." She pulls the lid off of the box and marvels at the mass of glossy white fur. She takes it out and sees that it is an Ushanka, a Russian styled hat that she had always admired but never had the money for.

"That's not real fur, is it?" Bunny asks, and she runs her fingers over it, the texture telling her that it was. "Now see, this is exactly what I'm talking about. Insensitive bugger." She giggles at his grumbling and puts it on her head, feeling the warmth and softness.

"I'm sure it's not rabbit fur. He wouldn't do that."

"Oh, he would." Bunny scoffs, glancing in the box to see that he'd sent her matching mittens as well. "When I see him, I'm gonna-"

"Hush." She scolds with a smirk as she puts the accessories aside. "He sent you some carrots." She hands him the bunch of vegetables held together with a red ribbon and he rolls his eyes and takes them grudgingly. "See, he's not all bad."

"You haven't met him in person yet." She hums as if to dismiss his point and leans forward for another box. She continues to find the things that he always knew she would enjoy; art supplies, her favorite perfume, and even some sparkling chandelier earrings. But her favorite was a beautiful Matryoshka doll of Bunny. She idly wonders which of the yetis had made it or if North had done it himself as she opens it.

"Awww, look at you!" Bunny endures her teasing, blushing under his fur as she talks about every single layer being correct. She cradles his center in her palm, giggling over the adorable likeness of a baby bunny. "New beginnings." She puts the doll back together and sets it under the tree before leaning back against Bunny's chest, resting her head on his shoulder. "I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I really do love this Christmas." She feels his laugh vibrate under her cheek and she smiles.

"It's okay. I know there's a lot to be celebrated around this time."

"I wish you'd been here last year." Her brow furrows in confusion and she glances up at him. "Where were you, anyway?"

"Sulking in the Warren." She slaps his chest jokingly.

"You should have told me. I could have made you feel better." Rachel says, and an idea pops into her head to make sure that he never doubted his worth again. "Poor little Easter Bunny." She sees the spark in his eye at the light taunt and he raises an eyebrow.

"Little?"

"Did I say little? I'm sorry." She says with an innocent look. "I meant big, strong, important Easter Bunny." She trails her hand down his chest, scratching lightly with her nails as he almost purrs into her ear. "Do you want to know why you're so important to me?" He just nods and she trails kisses up to his ear. "Well… first of all, you know me better than anyone else. Mind, soul, and body." His arm traps her against his front and she smiles, continuing to tease him with her hands as her lips kiss his jaw and neck. "I can tell you anything." She playfully runs her fingertips over his tail, feeling it twitch against her. "You are super adorable."

"Hey." He interjects with a glare, and she laughs.

"Handsome." He nods as if to approve of the change, and she resists the urge to roll her eyes. "Sexy." His eyelids lower slightly and he leans forward but she evades him and continues to run her hands all over his body, slowly moving lower. "Your voice makes me warm all over."

"Does it?" He whispers, and she shivers, just as he knew she would.

"And when you kiss me I can't think straight." Her hand is now teasing his erection, stroking lightly.

"What else?" He rasps, and she sends him a warning look not to interrupt her again. He just smirks and moves his hips against her hand.

"Your touch makes me wet." He groans at her words, and she smiles. "And every time you fuck me I see stars." Her grip tightens and she establishes a quick rhythm before leaning forward, her eyes capturing his heatedly. "But most of all, you're important to me because…" She gives him a sweet smile. "… I love you." Bunny wants to smile back, but her sweet nature seems to disappear when she gives him a long slow lick from his base to the tip. He gasps and his hips instinctively buck forward. Rachel jumps slightly before she settles on a stroking pace that allows her to work him with her mouth as well. She closes her lips over him and swirls her tongue, and receives a moan in return. He shifts slightly underneath her and then his paw is in her hair, rubbing her scalp and making her eyes nearly drift shut. She looks up and catches his look of complete desire, feeling her inner muscles contract in pleasure from his expression alone. She continues to look up at him as she bobs her head up and down, breathing slowly through her nose so she can take more of him in.

"Oh…" Hearing Bunny's pleasured sounds only continues to turn her on more, and she starts to hum along with him, the vibrations making his grip in her hair tighten. "Yes, Rachel… fuckin' hell…" Hearing him curse sends tingles straight through her, and she can't help but slide a hand down her body to the part of her that feels on fire. She parts her robe as she does so, and Bunny uses his free hand to slip it off of her shoulders, stroking down her back. Rachel moans as her fingers brush against her lips, and she strokes them lightly before slipping two fingers inside of her, thrusting gently. Her moans in turn pleasure Bunny, and when he sees the reason for it he groans and sits up more to watch her. She would have smiled if her mouth wasn't full, but as it was she just closes her eyes and uses her thumb to circle her clit, the fingers inside of her making her walls flutter. "That's right… make yourself cum…" Bunny's hips begin to thrust into her mouth and she quickens her pace, sucking harder. She curls her fingers and strokes toward the extra sensitive spot that makes her knees weak, her muffled moans continuing to prolong Bunny's pleasure. "So good… fuck…" She can't take it anymore, and lifts her mouth off of him, gasping as pleasure rushes through her body, crying out into his stomach.

When she recovers, she pulls her fingers out and is going to wipe the wetness onto her robe, but Bunny takes her wrist and pulls her hand up to his mouth. He stares her in the eye as his tongue cleans her fingers, making an appreciative sound deep in his throat. She can't help but blush, and that only makes him smile. She smiles back but then feels his member twitch against her stomach, and she remembers that he is still hard and unsatisfied.

"How do you want me?" She asks breathily, and his eyes darken.

"I want you screaming." Her eyes widen and before she can react Bunny has her on her back and is lifting her calves over his shoulders. She gasps as he leans over her, and he gives her a smirk before thrusting into her, watching her lips open slightly and her eyes close. Rachel moans and leans her head back onto the carpet, feeling the slight pinch from the way her body is bent, but enjoying every moment of it. Bunny rests his paws on either side of her head and speeds up, already halfway to his orgasm but wanting to feel her contract around him. "Come on, Rachel." He begins to nip at her neck and it doesn't take long before she is doing just as he wanted, her screams seeming to echo off of the walls. "That's my girl… cum for me. Let me feel you squeeze me…" He thrusts into her particularly hard and she gasps as her body seems to follow his commands without a second thought, her walls pulling him in and making him follow her in bliss.

"Oh my God…" Rachel sighs as they lay there on the carpet. Bunny groans in agreement and then lifts his head to look at her with a smirk.

"I guess Christmas isn't so bad."

"It's only Christmas Eve, mister. We have all of tomorrow, too."

Author's Note: Okay folks, that's the last of Bunny and Rachel... no I'm kidding. But it is the end of this story. The sequel will be up early tomorrow morning and I have to admit that I'm really nervous about it. You'll see why...