And really, with that second bite and that sweet touch to his face (and goddamn that lick), not to mention his own drifting hands, Rabbit barely could help his voice box from whining out again, though his smile was wide and content no matter how his body reacted, steam hissing from his vents.
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And really, with that second bite and that sweet touch to his face (and goddamn that lick), not to mention his own drifting hands, Rabbit barely could help his voice box from whining out again, though his smile was wide and content no matter how his body reacted, steam hissing from his vents.
"Y-ya must be an angel or somethin'."
Oh, Rabbit.