I know, I know... its been /uber/ long. I am not dead, thank the gods, but I moved, went through a few major storms that destroyed my house (twice), got a job, lost that job and continued college. I have some free time as I write my first, original and major novel and I needed something to declutter my mind and I remembered I had this. I don't promise any regularity but I will try.

Onwards...

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Jack's eyes fluttered with a soft sigh, his body stretching languidly as he rolled over onto his side, his hip brushing against something solid and quite warm. He scrunched his nose and smothered a yawn, blinking blearily to find himself someplace completely different to where he fell asleep. Silvery brows furrowed as he looked around, his eyes catching on a lean, furry and muscled arm, clawed paws gripping the blankets he was sleeping on almost harshly. He followed the shape of that arm up over a broad shoulder and a thick neck, finding the face of the star of every sinful, scorching hot dream he'd just had.

Bunny's usually emerald eyes were nearly black as he watched his little prisoner, trapped beneath him with a look of such confusion and longing mixed together. His hair was sleep tousled, cheeks quickly frosting over with a blush the longer he stared at him, his clothes mussed from his previous writhing. Slowly, without so much as blinking, eyes locked with Jack's icy blues, Bunny brought one large paw off the bed to slide the rough pads against his exposed belly. He slowly, firmly dragged it up under his sweater and onto the center of his chest, biting back a growling moan as Jack's eyes lowered to half mast and uttered a soft hiss, eyes confused and wary and needy. "Are ya tryin' ta kill me, snowflake?"

"Wha-" Jack had to swallow around the hoarseness of his voice, his already low voice taking on a rather sexy, gravelly tone. "Uhm... hi to you too, Bunny... What are you doing, exactly?" Jack shivered hard, hips twitching without his consent when Bunny suddenly pinched a flat nipple rather roughly and tugged. "Whatthefuck!?" Jack was not girl, why in the hell had that felt good? Oh but he seriously hoped he didn't stop. Moon but he was watching him with such a starving expression, and Jack couldn't help but lick his suddenly dry lips, his one fingers digging into the bedding.

Bunny felt like his blood had turned to molasses, hammers pounding in his ears distantly and his body trembling from being so tense, a funny fluttering in both their bellies as heat pooled low and quick and wicked. "Y'were sayin' my name like ya needed somethin' mighty badly, kit... I inten' ta give it ta ya. I don' think ya'll mind will ya?" His chuckle was a low growl that made Jack arch and gasp with the intense shiver, making Bunny grin like the cat that caught the canary. "I din' think so, mate..." He carefully maneuvered his muscular thigh between Jack's more lithe ones, aware that this wasn't some sheila he could grind against as roughly. Men were a bit more sensitive there, but he did press firmly, grinding slowly until a small, low groan was forcefully pulled from Jack.

"B-bunny! Hold on-shitdothatagain..! Wait, what? No...! We're both guys, Bun! This isn't...gonna work...!" Jack was a panting, sweating mess by now, his hands clutching the fur of Bunny's shoulders, trying to push him away at the same time as he made a frustrated sound. He shouted indignantly when Bunny snagged his wrists and pushed them above his head, trapping them together with one hand and tugging his hoody up to tie it around them with a simple twist, using his magic to form a steady root from the burrow wall just above Jack's hood, snagging the twisted part on it. This pulled Jack's arms up tight, trapping his wrists in the fabric and his eyes went wide, making a startled noise as he struggled.

Bunny only chuckled darkly. "Ah've been waitin' patiently, frostbite, but yer dreams kin'a snapped that patience." He leaned forward, reveling in the muffled, low groan Jack tried to bite back as he laved his tongue around the small and flat nipple he had pinched earlier. "Don' hol' back, Jack... Ah'm gonna make ya sing by the time Ah'm done with ya..."

Jack could not help the heat in his eyes or the last, lingering thought he had.

Fuck yes.

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I wanna do a Harry Potter fanfic. Who do you wanna see paired with Hermione, guys? A dark, brooding Snape? A conflicted but hopeless Remus? Or maybe an obsessed, desperate Lucius? Vote!

Your lazy servant

-Mizzy