Anyone else having trouble imagining Bunny as human in this story now. As I write it I just can't help but see him slipping back into a rabbit and I have to remind myself it would be weird for the people of Pittsburgh to accept a 6' 1" bunny hopping around downtown.

Fishnstix (would have PM'd but you're a guest): Smoko, huh? I'll remember that. As you can probably tell from the text, I'm neither Aussie nor American. I'm British. So, in addition to my earlier apology to Pittsburghers regarding any failures in my description of the city, may I also apologise to you if indeed Bunny seems like no Australian you've ever heard of. Of course, being a pom, I've met plenty of Australians over here, but I understand that that doesn't mean I can characterise a true blue Aussie without making mistakes! So, sorry if any of what I've written seems alien and thanks for reading!

Anyway, it's finally happened! This story is now officially M rated! Woo!

WARNING: Thar be homosexuality 'ere! If you don't like human alter egos of anthropomorphised male rabbits doing the nasty with the AU living version of a 300 year-old dead guy then what follows is not for you.

Next stop, jackrabbit smut!

Play For Me, Jack

Chapter 11

Jack didn't speak much to Bunny for the rest of the week. Their rehearsal on Tuesday evening was pitted with awkward silences between his playing and Bunny's instruction on how to play and by the end of the session Jack had just wanted to get out of there and hide. The question Bunny had asked seemed to be hanging open and it was as if they couldn't continue any kind of casual conversation until he answered. So, Jack asked himself Bunny's question. Did he mean it? Did he mean that Bunny was welcome to boink him anytime he wanted? Every time throughout that long week he replayed his exact words 'I think you'd be welcome to this fine ass any old time' over in his head it was almost as if he stepped out of his body and pitied the guy he stood next to. The premise was humiliating, to say the least, but the way that it had all come out and the words that he'd used had made it ten times worse and he had no idea how he was ever going to be able to brush it off. Perhaps this was one of those times when he'd always look back and characterize it as the single most embarrassing moment in his entire life and, unless by some divine intervention, it certainly seemed as if that was the way it was going.

Jack spent most of his evenings alone that week as Tooth took it upon herself to entertain Bunny. Seeing as Jack wouldn't touch him socially as he tried to deal with his problem she figured she had to do something. So, being ever the cheery go-to girl, she took him out to a couple of places and made sure to take some other members from the orchestra with them. Jack wished he could have gone out with them as well as hearing what they got up to the next day really did seem fun. He just couldn't face Bunny though, not yet. It was still too raw.

Bunny had repeatedly asked Tooth what the problem was but, like him, she simply didn't know all the details. They soon found they pretty much knew about as much as each other and Tooth told him to try not to worry. Still, Bunny wished he'd handled what had happened a little better. Sure, it wasn't his problem but it still seemed as if Jack had taken it rather badly and he most certainly could have been a little more chatty at their rehearsal on Tuesday. He could have tried on any day of the week for that matter but he hadn't and he regretted not doing so. After all, a simple word from him might be all that was needed to perk Jack up again and tell him it didn't matter. The problem was he still didn't really know how he felt about it. He had thought Jack's admission that he just wanted to be friends was final and now all of a sudden he had gone and said something like that in the accidental video. Of course, he figured it had never been meant for him to see it but, forgetting that, had that meant that Jack had wanted to do him all along? And then, was that all he had wanted? Just some quick sex? If it was then he wondered if the reason Jack had been so friendly was just so he could find a way into his pants. Then again, why would he then say he just wanted to be friends? It made no sense and therein lied the reason why Bunny was having a hard time figuring out what to do or say and was completely lost for knowing how to behave around Jack when he was with him. Not that it was so hard, he had been avoiding Jack just as much as Jack had him. Admittedly it was rather stupid of him but he couldn't see away around it all week long.

When the weekend finally came, Jack found himself once again on the train to Burgess to give his lessons. There was less snow on the fields this week and Jack hoped it meant things would get a little warmer. Not so much for himself, he didn't mind the cold, but for Bunny who seemed to be a real summer type. Was it rude to assume that, being Australian, he was a beach bum? Did all Australians spend their summer on the beach? He didn't know, but what he was certain of was that Bunny could probably use something to look forward to rather than dwell on the mess he had created for him.

As he watched the trees and telephone poles rush by he began to think back through the week and cringed as he remembered all the awkward little moments he'd spent avoiding interaction with Bunny. He really had behaved like an ass but the orchestra really hadn't helped him to feel better. He was the topic of the week again and this time it wasn't good. They had even gone so far as to have Man! I Feel Like A Woman playing in the morning of the first few days when he had arrived and he had only just about managed to fake smiles as a few of them had danced around like he had in the video. He felt so stupid. Still, he couldn't really blame anyone. Tooth had sworn to him it was an accident and he hadn't been mad at her. He did wish he'd said yes when she'd invited him out during the week though. Looking back it probably wouldn't have been that bad to go out with Bunny as long as there were others there. In fact, it probably would have helped him get over his squeamishness about being with him again.

Sighing, he fished out his phone from his pocket and scrolled through the list of messages until he came to Bunny's thread. The last messages were those he had sent the previous Sunday asking Bunny out for breakfast and he smiled as he remembered back to how he had felt then. Things hadn't by any means been clear-cut but at least every avenue had still been open. Since then he'd stamped himself as a friend and then whored himself out on video and although he was embarrassed he had to admit he was pretty much in the same position this weekend as he was the last. True, it was far more awkward now but at least every possibility was open again. How he was going to talk to Bunny again he had no clue, but at least the option was there. Strangely, that thought didn't make him feel any better.

When he arrived, he gave his lessons as usual making sure not to let his personal problems affect his professionalism – if you could call it that. Jack's conduct in lessons was far from orthodox but it certainly seemed to get the kids to learn better. So, with his regular three-hundred dollars in his pocket, he did his usual rounds of seeing his mom and sister and before he knew it he was back on the train just after lunch and staring at his phone once more.

"Okay. To text, or not to text. That is the question" he thought as he stared down at the tiny cursor onscreen that blinked up at him impatiently. He felt pretty crappy for not talking to Bunny in person but he figured at least this way provided him with some kind of shield to the damning confrontation. Biting his lip, he began to tap out several messages but then deleted each one when he read them back and found them to be utterly stupid. He tried over and over again but in the end it was no use and in a fit of frustration threw his phone into his bag. He sat there alone, his face sullen as he wallowed in self-pity and vexation. Why did being a grown up have to be so hard? He wished he could just go back to high school and wake up each day with all problems simply having evaporated in the night. Life was so simple back then and, hell, even college was useful in helping him deal with real life's problems. Still, as Tooth said, college wasn't real life and he was always going to have to face it sooner or later. Why did relationships, particularly romantic relationships, have to be so difficult though? He'd figured they might be easier as he got older, after all that's certainly how it had seemed when he had watched Friends, Will & Grace, Frasier and all manner of other sitcoms while he was growing up. Adult relationships seemed so much easier and less embarassing to begin than when he had been trying to figure it out in high school but, as he had learned a while ago now, that wasn't the case and was most likely the reason he hadn't been in a relationship for such a long time.

Jack sighed at that thought and let his head flop back to stare up at the ceiling. He really wished he had someone and hated that he was so useless at a) managing to find that someone, and b) managing to keep cool and initiate some kind of romantic involvement. He'd never been any good at it in the past and he was thankful that somehow guys seemed to do all the work for him. Why couldn't he manage to do it for himself, just for once? The mechanics of it didn't seem that hard on the surface, but when it came to practice he was worse than useless. It wasn't a great feeling but he was comforted slightly by the fact that sheer chance hadn't been completely unkind to him in the past. Perhaps some people were just meant to rely on random romantic opportunities when they presented themselves in order to find someone. Perhaps that was the universe's quirky way of making sure nobody missed out. Then again, Jack always seemed to mess up his chances and they had been coming around far less often lately. Perhaps you only got so many before the universe said 'you're on your own, kid'.

Crossing his legs and cracking his neck, he stared out the window again and lamented the fact that he hadn't had sex in about six months now and then began to wonder if that was the only reason he was interested in Bunny. Admittedly his mind had been circling mainly around that whenever he thought about him and debated the possibility that the reason he was interested in him was simply because he was so starved of a good romp. That, and the last guy he'd been with who he'd picked up in some bar on one random night out with Tooth, hadn't been particularly good in the sack and he figured he deserved someone rather skilled to make up for that as well.

"Ho hum" he audibly sighed as he once again crushed his libido deep back inside and got his phone back out to send a quick text to Tooth. Absent-mindedly, he tapped out a quick message asking her out for coffee when he arrived and sent it off without a second thought. After a minute or two he felt her reply buzz back and pulled his phone out again to check what she'd said.

He felt his heart sink as he noticed the name at the top of the screen. He hadn't thought to check the name of the last person's thread he had looked at since it was pretty much always Tooth's number he had open and ready. Double-checking himself, he began to bang the back of his head against the seat as he read the words, "Okay. Where do you wanna go?" under the name 'Bunny'.

"Oh…shit…" he thought as he huffed loudly and found he really didn't have the energy to become embarrassed again that week. He was tapped out and he just couldn't bring himself to tensing up like usual. "You know what? Fuck it…" he thought as he began his reply and told Bunny to meet him at a little café near the train station a little after the time he was due back. It was time to start paying for his mistakes, and since he had just made another one he wasn't going to run away this time. To hell with feeling like a total moron anymore. Now was the time to start owning up to things if life really had decided to come knocking, or rather hammering, at his door. He wasn't letting it get away with screwing him over again and now was the time for a show down.

Later, as he marched into the café with his case in hand, he sat down at a table with a look of determination on his face as if he were about to take a really difficult test. It wasn't the kind of place with waitresses and he kept getting funny looks from the barista who seemed to wonder if Jack actually thought he was going to go over and ask him what he wanted. Jack didn't care. He was here for one purpose, to lay out his messy feelings in front of Bunny and then come to some kind of conclusion as to where they stood.

It seemed to take forever for Bunny to arrive and as time ticked on Jack began to feel nervousness creeping in at the sides of his consciousness again. He fought questions about whether this had been a good idea as they presented themselves and did his best to ignore the doubts that were now coming thick and fast. He had to do this. There was no backing out.

After what seemed like an age, Bunny wandered in through the glass door and came over when he saw Jack sitting alone. Jack smiled weakly when he laid eyes on him and marvelled, as per usual, at how good he looked. It seemed even on a weekend he dressed well but the main feature, of course, was his sculpted body and perfect face. The sight of him nearly knocked Jack into a mixed up daze but she threw that sappiness out before it had a chance to take hold.

"Hey, stranger" Bunny said with a noticeably false relaxed front.

"Hey" Jack replied with same expression.

"Where you been all week?"

"Just busy, I guess. What can I get you?"

Bunny glanced at the menu up above the cash register and then ordered something mundane. Jack decided to go for regular old filter coffee today as he didn't think a sugar rush would do him any favours. When the drinks finally came he brought them over and sat down making sure not to catch Bunny's eye.

"How were your lessons?" Bunny asked with a similarly obvious hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Fine. You been doing anything today?"

"A little work out and then not much after. It was nice to get your text"

"Yeah, I…I figured you might not be busy"

"Hm…you guessed right"

"So…uh…how are your students coming?"

"Great. Yeah, really great. I…I really like teaching"

"You always done it?"

"I started in high school and then lived off of it through college"

"In New York?"

"Yeah"

"Did you and Tooth both teach?"

"Hardly. She never needed money"

"How so?"

"Rich parents"

"I guess there were a lot of those at Julliard"

"We didn't go to Julliard. We both went to the Manhattan School"

"Oh, sorry. I just assumed a private music college in New York meant…you know"

"Hm…yeah. Well, we were happy there"

"I bet. It's nice when you find your niche"

"Yeah. Well, we certainly did. I guess I've been looking for it again here"

"Don't feel like you have it?"

"Sorta. I don't know. I guess I'm just hoping to get noticed…you know, properly"

"Yeah, I know that feeling"

"Hmm."

"Yeah"

The two sat there for a moment waiting for the other to speak.

"So, you…always go home on Saturdays?" Bunny asked

"Yeah, pretty much"

"Students don't wanna come in, huh?"

"A couple do. This one kid who's actually pretty good comes in midweek"

"Is he promising?"

"I'll say. He'll be hitting high school soon and then who knows? I'd love to see him go to a music college"

"Quite a way away yet though, right?"

"Yeah, a few years. But it's nice to see someone who's got the chops for it"

"Yeah. Like you, I guess"

"Huh?"

"It's why I chose you for concertmaster"

"Oh…well, thanks"

"No worries"

"You sure it wasn't just because you didn't know anyone else?"

"Maybe. But North seemed to think you had it in you, so…"

"Well, that's reassuring"

"Maybe getting noticed is sooner around the corner than you think"

"Maybe. It's nice to be believed in. If only for a little while"

"And, what will you do if you get an offer?"

"Well, I'd have to audition if I wanted to move on"

"And will you? You know, audition for something else?"

"If the right opportunity comes along. Maybe"

"I see. Well, I wish you the best of luck"

"Thanks. I guess I would wish you the same were you not already doing so well"

"Well, it's not as impressive as it looks. I've had a lot of being in the right place at the right time"

"It's not everyday you see someone as young as you being invited to guest for a season"

"No, I guess not. Still, the inheritance helped me get into good schools so I guess that opened some doors"

"Right" said Jack as he watched Bunny look down at his coffee and fiddle with the handle on the cup. He didn't know if it would be okay to pry and so he just waited for Bunny to carry on.

"I guess I can be proud to know the hard work's paying off"

"I bet you can" said Jack with a smile hoping he hadn't steered Bunny into feeling bad, "If you work everywhere else like you do here then I bet there's no limit to how far you can go"

"Aim for the top and know you tried your best, I always say"

"Not a bad philosophy"

"Well, I'm sure there are better ones"

"Hmm. Who knows?"

"Hmm"

Again they were silent and Jack wondered whether they had talked too much for him to bring up what he had hoped they could get out of the way. Talking with Bunny seemed so natural but today it was working against him. The more they chatted, the more he lost sight of how to get to where he wanted to go although the awkwardness that had been hanging over their conversation certainly hadn't moved anywhere. It seemed they both knew what they were here for and delaying it wasn't making it any easier.

With a deep breath, Jack flicked his eyes down and decided to go for broke.

"Look, Bunny, the reason I haven't been-"

"Stop" Bunny said making Jack look up worriedly with his head still tilted down. He looked at Bunny through his big, blue and clearly troubled eyes and as Bunny looked back he felt his heart melt as Jack's expression penetrated his soul. He took a second to let it pass before he spoke again. "Look, Jack. Whatever that was last week, it's okay. I don't mind if you just wanna forget about it and say it never happened. I mean, the orchestra might rag on for a while but I won't bother you about it if you don't want. I don't want you to feel weird around me and I really hope we can still hang out"

Jack looked back down and wondered if he should just take what Bunny had offered and be grateful. It certainly would be easier than trying to admit how he really felt and being a good friend with him was something he really wanted to maintain.

After sighing he found he just couldn't accept it though and gulped before tilting his head up to look at Bunny head on.

"Thing is, I do kind of…like you"

Bunny raised an eyebrow and Jack once again cursed himself for not being able to get the words out. In a sudden fit of frustration Jack slapped his hands to his face and groaned hard into them. "Grrr! Why is it so hard to talk to you?!" he moaned before looking at Bunny again. "Look, Bunny. When I first saw you, I thought you were really hot and I…still do. But look, I don't wanna mess up what we've got, you know? I like hanging out with you. We just seem to click. So, can we just carry on as we were without worrying about things getting weird? You don't have to worry about me being attracted to you. I won't let on"

Bunny took a second to process what Jack had said, then blinked, and smiled. Not his usual wry smirk, but a warmer, softer, understanding kind of smile.

"Thing is, Jack, I think you're pretty hot too"

"You do?" Jack asked stunned.

"Yeah. You're just…adorable. You're crazy, don't get me wrong, but you're sweet, and you look…well, let's just leave it at I think you're hot too"

Jack sat there and couldn't fend off a smile that wanted to crawl onto his lips. Bunny saw it and began to laugh which in turn coaxed a shy giggle from Jack as his smile nearly cracked the sides of his cheeks.

"Okay, so, what do we do now?" Jack asked feeling his courage start to carry him away.

"Well, let's just stop for a second and think. This is a pretty messed up situation"

"Totally"

"So, maybe we shouldn't jump to anything rash. Let's just go back to being friendly and then, with a clean slate, who knows? Maybe we can go out sometime?"

"Really?" asked Jack trying to keep his smile from becoming comical. Bunny couldn't help but smile back. Head on, Jack's smile was even more beautiful and as those perfectly straight, gleaming pearly whites dazzled him he looked up into Jack's now joyful eyes and said,

"Yeah. I'd like that"

"I'd like that too" said Jack softly

"Well, keep your phone on. Who knows who might come a-callin'?"

The two smiled at each other again and then looked away shyly. It was awkward, but a different kind of awkward. It was nice and inside Jack couldn't help but let the swarm of butterflies that had emerged from somewhere flutter to their hearts' content.

"Okay, enough of this…silliness" Bunny said as he clapped his hands together. "Is that your violin I see?"

Jack looked down as the subject was suddenly changed.

"Oh…yeah?"

"Let's rehearse together again. Tuesday was a complete write-off"

"Was it? You said plenty"

"Well, I was just trying to break the silence. Come on, the concert hall's not too far from here, right? Let's go there now"

"We'll have to stay out of the way of whoever's using it"

"Ah, no worries. They'll stay in the theatre side. We'll go to our regular room"

"Okay" thought Jack as he downed the last of his coffee and then got up with his violin. Bunny held the door open for him as he went through and Jack smiled at how gentlemanly he was being. Was he being courted? Now that it was on the cards was Bunny going to start flirting with him and treating him like his crush? He hoped so, and as they walked down the street Jack felt, just for a little while, like someone actually liked him. Like, liked him liked him. He felt so silly, but so good too.

When they arrived, they quietly made their way into the building. It felt weird to be here on a Saturday when no one was there but it meant they got to walk in without anyone making a comment about them being together. When they got up to the room, Jack and Bunny chatted for a little while as Jack put his violin together and pretty soon they were back where they usually were with Jack in the middle and Bunny at the side watching him play.

They spent a little while going through some of the shorter pieces and it felt nice to be able to talk without any awkwardness holding them up. They were friends again and they could chat and laugh without having to worry about any connotations attaching themselves to their words. Everything was going perfectly smoothly and it just felt right to both of them.

After an unknown amount of time, they came to Swan Lake and Bunny decided to make a big deal out of it. He imitated the overly flirtatious dancer Jack had dealt with a couple of weeks beforehand and it made him laugh to watch Bunny jump around and act overly smarmy. Jack then took it upon himself to act like a jealous Bunny and his mocking characterization made Bunny laugh. Eventually he told Jack to stop messing around and get on with playing which he did.

As per usual, Jack began and Bunny listened as he tried to make it sound sexy and, as per usual, he didn't really do a convincing job. Bunny stopped him after only a few bars and wondered if maybe the lack of something to play off of was the problem. Sitting down at the piano, he led Jack in and together they began to play through the piece.

The addition of a beat helped Jack a little but it wasn't that great. There was something about the driving force within that was off and Bunny knew what it was. He just didn't feel like teasing Jack today though, what with the incredibly delicate situation they'd dealt with and thankfully resolved an hour or so ago. Still, that was when he knew Jack played at his best and he wished he could think of a way to rile him up without making him mad.

"Oi, Jack"

"What?" the smaller man replied as he paused his playing.

"Gas prices are high"

"What?"

"Gays can't get married. The deficit is skyrocketing. Justin Bieber is growing ever more popular"

"What?!" Jack asked looking perplexed.

"I'm trying to piss you off"

"You're just confusing me!

"You often get confused? Are you stupid or something?"

"What?" Jack asked with a smile.

"You're not supposed to laugh! You have to get angry."

"Why?"

"You play better when you're angry"

"I do not"

"Yes, you do"

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Well, sorry. I just don't feel like getting angry today"

Bunny sighed and smiled. "Okay, fine. But the thing is, this bit's all about seduction. It's extremely romantic and sweet but it's still the black swan being seductive and sexy. You can't play it non-seductively"

"You've been telling me how to play this for ages and I still don't know how you want me to do it"

"Just…I dunno. Move with it, let it consume you. Feel as if you were being seduced. In fact, that's it. Let the music seduce you. Fall into it and let it lead you into playing it sexily"

"…Alright" Jack said after a moment and lifting his violin again. Bunny watched him reposition himself and start to play and smirked when he saw the boy slouching and not really doing what he said.

"Okay, that's it" he said before stepping forward and grabbing Jack under the arms. Jack yelped as his upper body was hoisted up and nearly fell when his legs were spaced properly apart. It felt weird to have Bunny manipulate him but he wasn't complaining. "Right. Now play it again" Bunny said before leaning in close to his ear and whispering, "And remember…seduce me"

Jack swooned a little as he felt Bunny's hot breath on his ear and had to shake his head a little to clear his mind. Something about that warm tickle on his neck from Bunny's words did something to him on the inside and he felt a strange kind of breathless excitement spark up deep within.

As he started to play once again, Bunny slowly circled him just far enough away to avoid being hit by Jack's bow. He watched him sway and move with the music and marvelled at how much better a change in posture made him sound. Jack looked truly splendid as he made his wide, heavy bow strokes and Bunny wondered what he could have done to make such a difference. Surely it had to be something more than hoisting him up but he just couldn't think of what. That, and his concentration was now completely focused on how perfect Jack looked as he played. He really was beautiful and that was not a word he applied to a man very often. It just fit with Jack though whether it was his perfectly angelic face or his lithe and alluring body or his undeniable talent, Bunny had never felt more attracted to him than he did at that moment.

Pretty soon, as usual, Jack started to sound a little sloppy again but instead of stopping him, Bunny, without even thinking, decided to step up behind and snake his arms around Jack's middle whilst positioning his head at Jack's right ear.

"Don't stop" he said quickly making sure Jack didn't halt the piece, "Remember what I said" he breathed as he began to rub his hands around Jack's tummy and chest. "It's all about seduction". He had meant for his actions to be comical but somehow they seemed to take on a rather more genuine tone than he intended as time went on. He didn't stop though. It seemed to be working and as he continued to run his hands over Jack's form he felt the boy's breathing pick up and his heart began to thump hard. Pretty soon he heard Jack stop playing as he began to quiver in his grasp and couldn't believe the heavy breaths coming out of him as he stood there being felt up from behind. Leaning his head forward just slightly, Bunny noticed Jack had his eyes closed as he melted into the moment and little by little he became more absorbed in Bunny's firm, invasive grasp.

Bunny couldn't believe what he was doing. He was practically molesting Jack as he was trying to play but for whatever reason it seemed to be working. There was something so incredibly erotic about the way Jack responded to his touch and as he fell down into the depths of impassioned arousal, so too did Bunny find it hard not to follow him. Little by little he lost his ability to control what he was doing and felt his growing desire take over. He knew he shouldn't have been doing it but he couldn't stop, even though Jack had long stopped playing. Without reducing any firmness in his grasp, Bunny began to run both hands down towards Jack's belt where he lingered for a moment as he breathed against the skin on his neck. Then, after a second or two he began to snake one hand under his hoodie and pushed it up onto the skin under his shirt. Jack let out a heated huff as he felt Bunny's warm touch snake its way past his belly button and up towards his chest. As he did it, Jack produced a soft, high-pitched yelp as Bunny rubbed his fingers onto his chest, his entire torso now almost entirely exposed. At the same time, Bunny began to rub his other hand downwards over Jack's belt and then very slowly let it slide over the front of his pants. Jack's hands quivered around his violin and he did his best not to drop it as Bunny reached down to grab the tight bulge between his hips. Without waiting, the big, muscular man grasped the erection that screamed to be set free through his pants and the sudden flurry of pleasure that shot from Jack's groin up to his head forced him to start vocalizing each breath.

As his mind began to explode with his overwhelming arousal, Jack tuned his head towards Bunny's and shakily breathed out his name as his lips begged to be kissed. Slowly, Bunny began to turn his own head and then just as they were about to graze together he pulled his whole body away and stepped back leaving the quivering Jack Frost standing alone in the middle of the room.

As soon as he turned back, Bunny grabbed his violin and bow and quickly took them over to his case. Jack then watched as he spun around and then marched towards him with a steely, ambitious look on his face. He almost looked menacing as he advanced on Jack and then, without warning, he grabbed Jack's face and mashed their lips together animalistically. Jack's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he felt Bunny assault his mouth and then let them fall closed as he felt the rest of his body give itself over to his desire. In an instant Jack felt his mouth invaded by Bunny's tongue and did his best to kiss back through the dreamy, sexual haze that clouded his mind and wrapped him up in pleasure.

Without letting him fall, Bunny slowly marched Jack backwards until he had him against the wall and then let himself loose on Jack's body. He didn't waste a second in unbuttoning Jack's pants and letting them slide to the ground. He then forcefully stuffed his hand inside the Jack's underwear making him moan earthily as he felt Bunny grasp him. As he felt Bunny grip him he wrapped his arms around his neck and succumbed to letting the man do whatever he wanted to him. He barely noticed Bunny unzipping his own pants and letting them fall to where Jack's also rested around his ankles. Pretty soon, Jack felt Bunny pull off everything but his hoodie and then cried out as he felt Bunny hoist him onto the window ledge. He flinched as his bare butt connected with the cold tile of the ledge but quickly forgot as he saw Bunny spit into his hand and reach down to fondle himself. Fiercely but caringly, he hooked Jack's legs over his arms and then pressed himself against him, pausing only to let their tongues dance a little more before entering him.

Jack yelped as he felt Bunny push into him and gritted his teeth at the sting that lingered for a few moments thereafter. Spit was not a good lube, but he had already known that and hadn't stopped him. He quickly forgot anyway as Bunny worked his tongue back into his mouth and moaned as he felt Jack clench around his manhood. After giving Jack a moment to get used to it he gently began to thrust against him and huffed as he did so. It was slow and not as slippery as he would have liked but it was so hot to know that this was really happening.

Jack was somewhere else entirely. His mind was flying about a mile higher than his body and he barely noticed all of the little things Bunny did to him as they made love in the dimming light that filtered in through the window behind him. Actually, making love was inaccurate. There was nothing delicate or sweet about this. This was the release of about four weeks worth of increasing sexual tension and it most certainly could not be called lovemaking. They were fucking, plain and simple, and Jack couldn't believe how good it felt just to let Bunny ride him.

After a few minutes of grunting and when Bunny's rocking back and forth had become almost impossibly wild, he let out a loud, carnal cry which echoed around the room and slammed his hips against Jack as he climaxed into him. Bunny gripped Jack hard as he moaned with each clench of his muscles and then, as quick as it had begun, it was over. The two simply held their position against the window and panted against one another as Bunny came down from his orgasm. That had been, without a doubt, one of the most mind-blowingly amazing screws of his life and as he stood there trying to catch his breath, he rested his face against Jack's neck and breathed heavily against his skin. Jack simply held on as tight as he could to Bunny as he rested his weight against him and panted just as much as he did. After a little while, Bunny brought his head back up and then leaned forward to kiss Jack gently and amorously as the silence of the room surrounded them.

"Jack…" he whispered gently when they parted, "that was…"

"Please, not yet" Jack hissed as he grabbed Bunny's hand and pushed it down to his groin. Bunny took a second to figure out what he meant but then quickly figured it out. He smirked ever so gently and then whispered, "Where are my manners?" before pulling away from Jack and letting his legs down as he dropped down to the his hips. Without hesitating he took Jack into his mouth and made him moan as he reached up to fondle his balls. Jack's chest began to heave again as Bunny pleasured him and the excitement of the situation didn't let him last long. After only a couple of minutes, Jack gripped hard and arched his body over Bunny's head as he met his own release and then flopped back against the glass of the window, exhausted.

Bunny came back up, whipping his mouth on his hand and then pulled Jack into his arms as he helped him down from the window ledge. The two stood there in silence for a long time, enjoying each other's bodies for just a little longer. Jack couldn't believe how warm Bunny was and in contrast, Bunny couldn't believe Jack was so cold. He'd never noticed it before but he figured it went well with his snowy white skin.

After a while, Bunny stepped back from Jack and reached down to pull his pants up. Going over to Jack's case, he simply said "Get dressed, you're coming with me" before starting to pack away his violin. In silence, Jack simply complied and then ran, albeit slowly on his now shaky legs, to Bunny as he opened the door. The two quickly kissed again before hurrying out of the concert hall and jumping into a cab. On the way to Bunny's place they snuggled against one another in the back of the car, every so often looking up to let their lips meet once more.

Jack couldn't believe it. Had this actually happened? Had it really or was it just some wonderful dream. The night that followed would most certainly assure him that it was real life and he couldn't have been happier.

Well, it finally happened! Jack and Bunny not only admitted that they liked each other, they had sex on it to seal the deal. Well, you were all wondering when the rating was going up. I just hope it wasn't too disgustingly smutty. Or, if it wasn't smutty enough, I apologise. Maybe I'll write a super X-rated version as a bonus chapter when this fic ends. Or maybe that would be gross. I dunno.

Anyway, thanks again for all your lovely reviews. Please keep sending them 'cos I love to read them.