Page 57 of It's A Little Bit Bunny
This was a new experience.
I suppose I had enjoyed it when I had been with Friedrich. Yet the disgust I had felt at my own behaviour always overshadowed any bliss or happiness.
I know he is with me because he wants to be, not because of my magic.
It made all the difference in the world.
“I love being here with you, Jules.” Bunny pressed a kiss on my brow and stroked his hand up and down my naked back. “I actually told my therapist about you.”
“You did? What did you tell him?” The thought of someone else knowing about us didn’t unsettle me.
Perhaps it should have, but all I felt was boundless happiness that I was important enough for him to talk about with his therapist.
“Well, I told him I’d met someone, someone special.”
I raised my head and almost started crying when I found a blush spreading across the bridge of his cute nose.
Oh, Bunny.
“Well, I said you were a friend.” He chuckled softly. “But I think he saw straight through me.”
“I suppose Iamyour friend.”
“Yeah, but you’re also so much more.”
“Yes,” I breathed and leaned in to kiss him on the lips.
You are everything to me.
“Anyway, he loved the idea of us gardening together.”
I thought back to his tiny shorts and the crop top.
“I would be lying if I said I didn’t like gardening with you, too.” I knew full well that my voice sounded dreamy, perhaps even a bit turned on.
“Horny gardening with you is one of the best things ever, Jules.” Nikolai grinned and pulled me back onto his chest.
“I think my favourite part was when you jumped into my pond.” I hummed. The way his wet clothes had clung to his muscular body had been one highlight of the past three hundred years.
“Dr Schmidt suggested I try pottery as well,” he said, ignoring my comment.
“Oh, I bet it is wonderful to make something from clay with your own hands.”
“Right? I love the idea of making my own dishes. I found a pottery class in Veitsreuth. It’s just a weekend, but I already know I am going to make it my entire personality.”
Nikolai chuckled under his breath.
“I don’t think I understand what you mean by that, Bunny.”
“Well, when I find something that interests me, that’s all I want to do. My mum was lucky it was only ever hockey when I was a child. I don’t think she would’ve been able to afford multiple hobbies.”
“So if something else had caught your interest…”
“I would’ve wanted all the equipment, yes.” He turned us around so my back was on the bed. Then his mouth was on mine.
“I’m just glad my apartment is way too small for a pottery wheel. I’ve been watching all the pottery videos on KrakenTube. I’m obsessed, baby.” His lips kissed down over my chin and to my throat. “Not just with pottery, though. I’m obsessed with you, Jules.”
What he did to me with his tongue and his lips next drove pottery from my mind.
