Bunnate
They peaked together, or maybe Bunny followed just a few seconds behind, but then came the slow slide into that warm, fuzzy after period, where all she wanted to do was lay in the safe shelter of Nate's arms and enjoy being near to one another. This was as close to heaven as she could picture.
She stretched slightly beneath Nate, her arms still tight around his neck, and giggled as she returned each of the kisses he gave her. Flush with happiness and contentment, she couldn’t help it. There were times when the cheerfulness just spilled right out of her, like a cup filled to the brim.
“We’re going to have to come out this way more often if this is my reward,” she said. Almost idly, she shifted to run her fingertips along the side of her neck, seeking the spot where Nate had left his mark on her. There was one place that felt a little sensitive to the touch, like there might be a bruise forming, but she couldn’t tell for sure. Smiling, she kissed him again. “You had a good night? Don't need anything else?”
Though Bunny was fairly certain she knew the answers to these questions already, she still sought confirmation. Nate could have asked anything of her in that moment, and she’d have been only too happy to comply.