Bunnate
As Nate struggled with her jeans, Bunny reached down and undid the button for him, then lifted her hips so that he could finally tug them down. She could feel his hands trembling against her skin, sending vibrations down her every nerve wherever he touched.
Since she was already in the right place for it, she reached for his waistband as well. Her breath hissed slightly as his roaming mouth found a particularly sensitive spot of skin and for a moment she fumbled as well, before finally overcoming the second button that kept them separate.
Even though they spent every possible minute in each other's immediate presence, there wasn't any other kind of closeness quite like this. Bunny sighed his name, hands sliding under his shirt and across his skin now. "You have me," she promised. "All you want."