How to Trap a Rabbit

by Butterfly_in_a_storm

Notes:

Warning: this work in the series gets explicit! It is NOT NECESSARY to read this fic to understand the rest of the series, so feel free to skip if gratuitous smut isn’t your thing!
But if it is, PLEASE read

For those who are caught up with the series, this work takes place the day after the epilogue of Something Real!

Chapter 1

“Zooble’s a f***ing genius-“

“I can’t believe it actually worked-“

“On Caine, of all people-“

“Everyone, please, settle down!” Caine cleared his throat- or at least made a very convincing sound of doing so. Jax wasn't sure if he had a throat to clear. 

That was the absolute last thing on his mind, though. 

“Now, as some of you may know-“

“Thanks to Zoobie and Gangle f***ing in the spa adventure-“ Jax muttered to himself. 

“After a…strenuous legal battle, I have decided to grant you all the right to…” He turned red. “Er, I’ll let Zooble take it from here! Zooble, come on up!”

Zooble walked up to the stage, face set in a decidedly self-satisfied expression. They tapped the mic. 

“I made Caine give us the right to f***.” They gave him a pointed look. “Also, as per our agreement, we’re supposed to be able to swear for this adventure.” 

“Right!” Caine said quickly. “I’ll be turning that feature on as soon as this adventure begins!” 

Adventure? Right to fuck? Am I still asleep? Jax pinched himself, then remembered- soft gloves. Right. That was annoying. 

Wait, he was awake. This wasn’t a dream. His ears snapped up, suddenly laser-focused on the speech at hand. 

“What, uh…what kinda adventure?” Jax ventured, trying to sound casual. This could not be happening. Well, yeah, he’d had that conversation with Ragatha, during the spa adventure- he’d known that Zooble won the trial. That they’d be allowed to…even in his own mind, he trailed off. This was something he should’ve been prepared for. And yet…

He glanced around at the others. Pomni was still eating breakfast- Caine had gotten so flustered over the topic of the day that he’d completely forgotten to summon her. But Gangle was here- completely catatonic with joy, but here. Kinger stood confusedly in the corner, mumbling something about insects. Ragatha looked rather embarrassed. And…

“Hey, guys, what did I miss?”

Jax froze at the sound. Pomni. It was Pomni. His brain screamed at him to turn around, but- 

He hadn’t talked to her since the spa adventure, when Ragatha had burst through the door and told them that the sex ban had been lifted (followed by a totally unnecessary addition that Gangle and Zooble were going at it). 

“Perfect, Pomni, you’re just in time!” Caine cheered, spinning around. “Now, here’s today’s adventure! Given your new right to engage in…er…unseemly behaviour, I’m giving you this day to do whatever you want with it! And I shall ALSO be letting you swear for the day!” He clapped his hands. “And as for the adventure part of it…I will be granting you each a power to go along with your new abilities! Enjoy!” 

A snap of the fingers, and he was gone. 

Gangle tried to run to Zooble, but immediately paused, gasping. Jax looked over in mild concern and found her covering her mouth with every step she took. Like it was painful. Or like it was something way, way worse. 

“U-um- I think Caine might have-“ She squeaked as her ribbon foot hit the floor again. Her face was bright pink. “Oh my gosh.” 

Beside her, Kinger collapsed into a deep sleep. One second, he was standing, and the next- poof. Jax thought he heard him mumble something about Queenie as he dreamt. 

It’s hitting us one by one. The sex curse.

Jax had to get out of there, before his side effects showed up. He had to. He sprinted away in a panic, fast as he could- 

Oh, fuck.

He had a dick again. 

A dick that was very much awake and wanting. 

And more than that, some stupid new instinct pounding at his brain, begging him to- 

Jax slammed the door of his room behind him, panting hard. Fuck. Fuck. He scampered around his room without really knowing what he was doing, gathering blankets and pillows and- 

“Hell-O there, Jax!”

Jax nearly screamed as Caine appeared in his room, all chipper energy. 

“What did you do to me?” he groaned miserably, clutching the blankets closer to him. 

“That’s easy! Your state for today’s adventure…is the HEAT setting! For today, you’ll be going into heat like a normal rabbit!”

“But rabbits don’t-“ 

He disappeared. Motherfucker. 

Rabbits didn’t go into heat. He’d had rabbits growing up. He knew this. 

So Caine was just trying to make him suffer. 

Jax groaned, pushing the blankets around on his bed to form a nest. It was hardly elegant, but it helped take his mind off…things. Rabbit things. The sudden urge to pound into someone, to raise a litter of kits-

Kits? Fuck, he was going to kill himself. He wasn’t even a real rabbit. And real rabbits didn’t go into heat.

They must have called it heat for a reason, though, because he was soaked in sweat. Fuck. Even before the circus, he’d never…had sex. And ever since he’d entered it, he hadn’t been able to even get himself off, thanks to Caine’s stupid child-friendly safety settings. 

He got the feeling that it wouldn’t be nearly enough to satiate him now, though. It was like there was some voice in the back of his head, begging him to find someone else- 

He pushed the thought from his mind. Subjecting someone else to…this? No fucking way. He’d just sit in his room until the day was over, praying to god he could make it until then. 

He could. Right? 

Of course he could. He wasn’t some mindless, sex-crazed rabbit. He was Jax. He could handle this. He could.

He groaned, doubled over with a sudden wave of pure arousal. He felt it starting down below, forcing its way up- 

Okay, fine. Maybe a quick release. Just enough to keep him from going absolutely off the rails. He swallowed his pride and ducked into the bathroom. 

The first thing he discovered was that he could remove his clothes now, starting with his gloves. That hasn’t been possible before. It was nice, finally being able to take them off. Knowing he had some control over it. 

The second thing he discovered was that Caine really, really didn’t know jack shit about rabbits. And that it was going to ruin his life. 

He had a knot. A rounded, obnoxious, completely incorrect knot at the base of his dick. Rabbits didn’t have those. He was so fucked. 

If he’d been hesitant earlier, he was adamant now- he couldn’t let anyone see him like this. It looked so weird. And gross. Fuck, this was bad. He was so dismayed by the sight of it that he completely forgot to jerk off and just sat there instead, staring sadly at his new dick. His stupid, purple, knotted dick. 

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!* 

Jax nearly sprang from the floor, ears shooting up. Someone was at the door. Fuck.

He pulled his overalls back on, covering his mouth as the fabric rubbed against him, and resolved to be normal.

He was going to answer that door. And he was going to be normal about it. 

If only his stupid bunny brain would stop begging him to get someone pregnant. 

 

 

—————

 

 

Jax had practically fled the presentation when the others’ abilities had started. Pomni had never seen him look so panicked, ears flattened against his head, eyes wild with fear. She’d wondered, then, if she should go after him- but suddenly felt a tugging at her brain. Frowning, she turned- and saw Gangle staggering, seemingly desperate to not let her ribbons touch anything. It proved rather impossible. 

“Here, I’m coming,” Zooble assured, rushing over to scoop Gangle into their arms. That weird aura coming off of them was less strong than Gangle’s. It was almost a scent- this weird, weird tug in her brain. 

She didn’t know what the hell was going on, but it couldn’t have been great. 

“Hey, uh, Ragath-?”

“Sorry, Pomni, I’ve got something I need to take care of.” She sounded oddly…confident, for Ragatha. There was this swagger in her step as she walked up to an NPC and started…wait, that wasn’t just any NPC. That was the princess. From that dessert adventure. Ragatha was hardcore flirting with the dessert princess NPC. 

Okay. So. Caine had given everyone abilities to go along with their ability to have sex. Ragatha had gotten confidence, Gangle’s entire ribbon was erogenous, Kinger was passed out and dreaming of his wife, and Zooble…actually, it was hard to say, with Zooble. There didn’t seem to be any changes, yet, but she couldn’t be too sure. 

But what about herself? And Jax? 

Well, she was definitely able to pick up on some kind of aura now, even if she didn’t really know what. Distress, maybe? Gangle had definitely been distressed. 

And so had Jax, who’d had the strongest aura of them all as he raced off to his room. 

But if that was true, then she definitely needed to check in on him- if he was really that freaked out, she had to make sure he was okay.  

Well, it was Jax. He was probably just fine. But worry crept through her all the same, and she resolved to go to his room. 

That must have been where he was, if that overpowering feeling he left behind him was any indication. She could practically smell the trail, pulled by whatever new power she’d gained. There was a sizzling, almost shameful intensity to it- a shame that hadn’t really been present in Gangle’s aura. 

As she walked up to the rooms, she couldn’t help but remember the reason for all of this. Zooble’s case. She hadn’t talked to Jax since the verdict yesterday- too embarrassed, maybe, or just not sure what to say. And somewhere in the back of her mind, a treacherous voice wondered what Jax thought of the ban being lifted- 

No, he was in distress. Definitely not the time to fixate on what his response might be. If he might be as excited about the lift as she was-

Fuck, Pomni, just knock on the damn door!

She took off her gloves- she could do that now, sweet- and gave the door three loud knocks. 

“Hey, Jax?” she called, now certain that he was in there. That aura was practically bleeding out the door. He must have been really worked up. She felt ashamed- Jax was in the greatest distress of anyone in the circus, and all she’d been thinking of was if he wanted to get into her pants. “You, uh, in there?” 

The door opened just a crack, revealing a sliver of Jax’s eye. He looked terrified. 

“Pomni- you should-“ He took a deep breath through his teeth, dragged the door a little closer. “You should…probably get out of here. It’s not-“ The door closed even more, and his eyes darted away. “Caine’s stupid new ability- I can’t-“

“Hey, hey. Calm down. Just let me in, and we can-“

“No!” Pomni saw Jax’s ears go back, his face going red with embarrassment. “I mean, uh, no thanks. This stupid- my brain- ugfffff-“ 

“Jax, please just let me in,” Pomni pleaded, placing a hand against the door. “I know something’s wrong, but if you let me help-“ 

“F-fine! Just…” Jax backed away from the door. “Close the door behind you.” 

Relieved, Pomni stepped into the room, dutifully shutting the door as she did. It took her eyes a moment to adjust to the weirdness before her- some kind of fort on the bed, made from pillows and blankets and who-knows-what. She wondered if Jax had just started making it, and why. 

Speaking of Jax. 

She looked around and found him huddled within the darkness of his bed-fort, eyes huge and gleaming. Something about him seemed…odd. And not just the aura emanating from that fort- the same one she’d sensed on him earlier- but…

“Hey.” She settled in on the edge of the bed, noting the way his body tensed as she did. He was really on edge. “Are you…okay?”

“If I said yes, would you believe me?”

“No, not really.” 

“Then sure, I’m doing-“ He sucked in a breath suddenly, crouched further against the walls. “Great. I’m doing great.”

“Looks like it.” Pomni sighed, then smiled. Then, she started to crawl into the fort. 

“P-Pomni- what are you-?” Jax backed away, eyes wider, curling into himself with heightened urgency. “Please, this is really not a-“

“I don’t think I’ve really ever heard you say please before,” Pomni remarked, settling against the far wall of the fort. It was warm in here, and dark- kinda like a burrow, or a nest. “Just, what’s going on with you? I don’t know what Caine did to you, but-“ 

Jax shuddered, practically tugging at his ears. When he spoke, it was in little more than a mutter. 

“He…he put me in heat. Okay? Is that what you needed to hear?” He groaned, and Pomni’s heart raced at the sound. “Pomni, he set my instincts to- fuck, I don’t know, whatever he thinks rabbits do. It’s bad. And having you here makes it-“ He broke himself off, teeth clenched. “Please. I don’t want to hurt you. Or scare you off, or-“ 

That aura. Had it really been distress? 

“You’re not going to scare me off, Jax.” Pomni scooted closer, eyes pleading. “Tell me how I can help.” Jax’s eyes squeezed shut. “Please.” 

“It’s- it’s bad, Pomni. I’m having weird thoughts, and everything looks wrong, and when I look at you, I just-“ He finally met her eyes. “Poms, it makes my situation, like, a million times harder.” 

“Ohhh, your ‘situation’, huh?” Pomni grinned, trying to lighten the mood- then paused. Jax really did look terrified. Mostly of himself, but- 

“Tell me. I want to help.” 

Jax inhaled sharply. 

“Pomni, I- I wanna be with you. You know? Like…” He stared at her, as if trying to convey what he meant telepathically. When that failed, he tried again. “Like…I really, really need to be inside you.” 

Pomni’s heart fucking stuttered. Just hearing him say it- that need- oh, fuck. 

“Fuck, Jax.” She leaned forward, took his hands in hers. “Please tell me you just said what I think you just said.”

“I’m not- repeating that.” Jax’s face was red, sweat pouring down the side. “Once was bad enough.” 

“I want you, Jax.” 

His eyes shot up. 

“You-?” 

“Listen to me. I am giving you 100%- fuck, 1000% permission. Just, please-“ She almost doubled over with the desperation suddenly coursing through her. That tidal wave of desire. “I need you to touch me.” 

She looked up at him, making sure he’d understood her. 

And was suddenly overcome with a blast of what she now knew was the scent of arousal as Jax moved for her. 

Chapter 2

Notes:

Thanks for coming back for more, bunnies!
As promised, shoutout to CoralReefs- happy birthday! This chapter is in your honour

She wanted him. 

That thought roared fresh in his mind as Jax surged towards Pomni, heart pounding. She was here. And she wanted him. The same way that he wanted her, all slick and sweaty and needy-

His teeth found the newly-added zipper of her jester costume. With every bit of restraint in his violently horny rabbit body, he looked up at her for permission. Pomni nodded over her shoulder, lips curving in a mouthed please. Jax felt his dick swell at the sight, then ripped the zipper down with an entirely new ferocity. Smooth porcelain skin, cut only by the small black strap of her bra. She smirked over her shoulder, then shimmied out of the jester outfit, leaving her in only black lingerie. 

His heart dropped. And his jaw. And every bit of blood in his body, pooling to one very specific place. He stumbled forward on the bed as if in a haze, moving so that they could actually face each other.

He wanted to see her so badly. 

He started kissing at her abdomen, moving up her pale midriff with abandon. His hands ventured to her back, sweeping over the cool skin there. 

Wait, cool? 

Not just cool. Even in the heat of the nest- Jax blushed to think about it now, how Pomni was in his nest- Pomni’s skin was cold to the touch. 

He needed to fix that. 

He flipped her gently onto her back, nuzzling at her with a cheek now soft with fur. 

“Why are you-“ He pulled her closer, hands roving over her shoulder. “-so cold?” 

“O-oh, sorry-“ 

“J-just wanna-“ He sighed against her, the stupid rabbit part of his brain suddenly making it difficult to think clearly. He understood, now- it hadn’t been just anyone he was supposed to breed (he shuddered as the word popped into his head unprompted). It was Pomni. Adorable, funny, caring Pomni, with her sweet eyes and the way she got him and- “Make you warmer. Don’t want you to be cold.” 

He held her closer, feeling his dick twitch in between them. Whatever. Even with this ridiculous heat, that could wait- Pomni was cold. He was warm. He needed to do something. 

“J-Jax-“ 

Pomni squirmed underneath him, her face suddenly reddened. And- he realized- legs wrapped around his waist. Something inside of him jolted, and he buried his face in her chest. Mmmmm. She smelled so good. Well, she always did, but the heat had heightened his senses- including smell. And to him, Pomni may well have been a buffet of sugared fruits and candies. 

He wanted to devour her. 

Her skin seemed much warmer as he slid down her stomach, and he could’ve groaned with the satisfaction of it. Once he was finally resting at her hips, he started to pull the panties to the side-

“W-wait, Jax-“ 

He froze instantly, looked up at her with dazed eyes. 

“As much as I want you to do…that…this is about helping you out, right?” She took off her jester hat, tossing it onto the floor with the rest of her clothes. Her hair spilled out, pooling around her face in a choppy bob. “So, let me help you.” 

“Pomni-“

“Bunny boy, I haven’t even started yet-“

“No, Pomni- ughh- it’s not…normal, down there.” He winced, embarrassment overriding the heat. “It looks weird. There’s no way you want to-“

“Try me.” 

Jax looked at her with wide, animalistic eyes as she crawled towards him, hands resting on the straps of his overalls. “Can I take these off?” 

“Fuck. Please.” 

Pomni straddled him as she slipped the outfit off, and it took every ounce of self-control he possessed to not bite her. That was new. Did rabbits bite during sex or something? He didn’t want to think about rabbits having sex. But he guessed now he was a rabbit, and would hopefully be having se- 

Suddenly, he was exposed. He sucked in a breath, fighting the urge to cover himself. His eyes cut over to Pomni- maybe she wouldn’t be able to see him too well in the dim lighting of the nest. That would be a relief. He could just focus on her, and she wouldn’t have to deal with his ugly-looking dick. He could- 

“Mmmmf-!” Jax only had time to bite down hard on his lip to keep from making a sound as Pomni’s hand closed around him. She was touching him. He hadn’t felt this in- in- 

“P-Poms- fuck-“

“Is this…okay?” Regretfully, she paused, her hand stilling against him. 

“No! I mean, yes! I mean- god, Pomni, please don’t stop.” He leaned into her shoulder as she continued, shuddering with want. “You feel so incredible.” 

“I kinda like it when you’re in heat. You get, like, incurably honest.” Pomni grinned, sweeping a thumb over the tip- 

“F-fuck-“ Jax groaned, foot tapping frantically on the bed. Then he stiffened, throwing Pomni a dirty look. “Wait, I get what?” 

“You can’t put up any kind of mask.” She giggled, and the sound was sweeter than summer-ripened strawberries. “It’s adorable.” She leaned forward, stroking the shaft hard as she did. 

“M-mmnn- you’re such a-“ Jax whined into her neck, unable to resist nibbling just the tiniest bit. The way she touched him. He felt like he was on fire and drowning all at once. Like the world was ending around him and all he could do was laugh. 

“Such a what?” Another punishing stroke. Jax thought he might die from it. He squeezed his eyes shut, foot tapping even faster, face burning red. He couldn’t tell whether that desperate, throbbing feeling was his heart or his heat- but he knew that both of them were practically frothing at the bit for Pomni. 

“That’s so- ah- not fair,” Jax groaned through gritted teeth, sweat rolling down his bare chest. “You know I can’t think straight-“ 

“My poor bunny.” 

My.

Jax lunged forward, peppering kisses over Pomni’s neck. His hands reached around to her back, holding her tighter, trying to get every bit of warmth from her skin as he buried his face in her shoulder and inhaled- 

“Awwwww.” 

Jax looked up hazily, nose still pressed into Pomni’s skin. She smelled so good. He wanted to absorb it, scent himself on her skin- maybe it was just more rabbit-brained horniness, but…he sighed against her, nuzzling into her neck. 

“Nnnnh- Poms…” His dick pulsed greedily, unbearably hard from her scent. She smelled like herself- candied strawberries- and something deeper, richer. Like a plum wine that darkened his tongue and left him dizzy with need. The smell of arousal, of readiness. He didn’t know how he knew that, but the thought was burned into his brain. Even from up here, he could smell the heaviness of her slick, the way it teased at his brain like a memory half-forgotten. 

Something about it rubbed him just right, made him want to lock his hands on her hips, thrust into her until she was filled with him, dripping with it, until she smelled like him and her stomach went round with their kits and- 

He couldn’t believe he was getting off on the idea of getting Pomni pregnant, of all people. Stupid rabbit thoughts. He was going to hide in his room for the rest of his days when this stupid adventure was over. 

And yet, he couldn’t help but feel like it had to be Pomni. He was burning up inside, desperate to release, and…nobody else would do. Nobody. He didn’t know what to make of it, and he knew he’d end up regretting it once the need had worn off, but…

God. He was talking himself out of it already. 

Jax went rigid against her, suddenly frozen- his head was swirling with desperate rabbit thoughts and confusing human thoughts and even more confusing human feelings- he couldn’t take it. He needed space, air, anything- 

“Jax?” 

He swallowed hard, looking up at her. She’d taken her hands off of him somewhere in his panic, forehead wrinkled with concern. 

“You don’t look so good. We can take a breather, or maybe-“

“Pffft, please, I always look good. Just keep-“

The words were knocked from his throat as Pomni leapt to him, wrapping her arms around his chest. He felt a twang of something as she hugged him tightly, her hand sweeping over the top of his head in a gesture that felt weirdly familiar- 

“Jax.” The word was whispered against his cheek, which she then pressed a swift kiss to. “You’re- this is-“ She blushed. “…important to me. I want to make sure it’s good for you, too.” 

His heart pounded inside his chest, filling his body with a kind of warm thrill. Okay. Okay. He could do this. He could get rid of this blistering pressure inside him, enjoy these moments with his gorgeous best friend, and then…deal with whatever there was afterwards. 

If he was lucky, his memories would disappear along with the heat. 

Notes:

Hope you’re enjoying!! This was originally meant to be a two shot, but I guess I just can’t help myself…

Chapter 3

Notes:

Oh, bunny

Jax didn’t think he’d ever heard a sound as beautiful as Pomni’s stifled moans. 

He murmured things way too embarrassing to say out loud into her chest, savouring the absolute delicacy of her whimpers. Every hitch of her breath, the way she bucked against him as his mouth neared the lacy curve of her bra, that tiny smile when he slid his hands up her thighs- 

“I need you to-“ He pushed her into the mattress, muffling his groans in the sheets. “-help me get this thing off. I’m afraid I’ll just tear it to shreds.” 

Pomni giggled, reaching her arms back to undo the clasp of her bra. 

“Sorry, Jax. Can’t do it when you’re slamming me against the bed.” She gave him a weirdly coy look. “Awww, too bad. Guess you’ll never get me naked-“

In an instant, Jax had pulled Pomni on top of him, ears stiff with interest. Along with something else. “Pomni, please-” 

She swooped down and kissed him quick: a sweet, fleeting thing. Then her hands moved back once more, and Jax struggled to conceal the excitement rising in his chest as the straps slipped from her shoulders- 

“Oh, nooooooo. Don’t look.” Pomni covered herself with her hands, but it was too late- Jax had seen the mismatched red and blue nipples. It was weirdly…cute. 

“Poms…”

“Jax, I know you like to tease, but please don’t make fun. Not now.” Her face was red with humiliation, eyes filling with…tears? She turned away, clearly not wanting him to bear witness to her embarrassment. 

“Clownfish, you don’t have anything to worry about.” He kissed her shoulder gently, petting her hair as he did. “Please don’t cry.” 

She sniffled, turning back to face him. Her arms were still crossed firmly over her chest. But she seemed a little bit less sad, at least- and that was enough for his bunny brain to relax. He didn’t want her to be sad, or scared, or lonely, or self-conscious- 

Shut the fuck up, Jax!

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to mess this up for you-“

“You didn’t.” Jax’s voice was steady, surprisingly so- he could put aside his feelings. Focus on her. It felt…nice, to care about someone like this. Terrifying and probably life-ruining, but nice. “You couldn’t. Pomni, I’m amazed that you’re even here. You-“ He hugged her on impulse, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. “You’re the one.” 

“The…?”

“The one who- oh, forget about it.” Jax blushed. It sounded only slightly less stupid to say that she was the one his heat had chosen- the one he wanted to stay with him in this nest, wake up to in the mornings, raise their kits with-

Again. Jax. What kits??

“Fuck, Jax.” Pomni’s hands found Jax’s shoulders and held on tightly. He was suddenly taken back to a similar moment, quite a few adventures ago- just before their first kiss. On the cheek, but still- 

“I don’t- know what you want.” She swallowed hard, eyes searching his. “You’re sweet, and gentle, and considerate, and it’s different. I want to be with you, but I-“ She shivered, and he couldn’t help but hold her closer. His heart beat in quick, startled bursts. “Please don’t leave when you’re finished. I know this is for you, and I know it’s selfish to ask-“

“Pomni-“

“But I- you-“ She trembled in his arms. “You mean something to me. I know you don’t feel the same, but it’s-“

“I won’t leave.”

Pomni looked up at him through wet lashes, and he felt his heart squeeze at the sight. She looked so lost. He couldn’t bear it. 

“You- won’t?”

“I won’t. It’s my room, after all.” He grinned, but it quickly faltered. “Look, I- jeez, this is hard. I hate this stupid heat. But I don’t hate that it…” He sighed through his teeth. This was so shit. “…makes it easier to figure out how I feel about you.”

“It does?”

“When I’m lucky. Sometimes it just confuses the hell out of me and makes everything harder.” He held her closer. “But I don’t…think that everything is because of the heat. Just means that my filter’s totally gone.” He groaned. “God, this sucks. Not this! Not you. I just-“ He buried his face in his hands. “Ughhhhhh.” 

“Do you wanna maybe…take the lead?” 

Fuck. That was exactly what he wanted- what he needed.

This situation is messy in so many ways, but I think I lo-

He nodded vigorously, trying to clear his head of weird thoughts. He could practically feel her pulsing, and it only made him even harder, precum leaking shamelessly onto his stomach-

“God, Pomni. Yes.” He pinned her against the mattress, relishing the little squeak she made as he did. That sound. That sound. And the way she looked up at him, totally vulnerable and wanting. A sense of rightness curled in his stomach. Like this was how it was always meant to be. He hooked a thumb into the hem of her panties, nudging at her neck for permission- and, silent permission granted with desperate nods, proceeded to slide them down her legs. When he caught a glimpse of dark hair, he could have groaned. He almost did- a low whine that started in his throat and worked its way through his teeth. 

She was so unbelievably perfect. 

He sucked in a breath as he grabbed himself by the base, nudged the tip against her entrance. Just a taste. But it was enough to make them both moan all the same- and this time, neither of them managed to muffle it in time. They both stared at one another, eyes wide and pupils dilated. 

“Horny jester.”

“Fuckbunny.”

She was going to kill him. 

He bit down hard in his lip as he moved forward. Fuck. He’d never done this before- like, ever. It couldn’t be too hard if rabbits could do it, right? Right. Trial and error. He’d just have to rely on instinct- and Pomni. 

“I’m going to- go in.” He turned *red*. “Is that…cool with you?” 

“Jax.” Pomni sat up, holding Jax’s face in her hands. “Fuck me.” 

Oh my fucking god.

He shuddered, lightning running through every part of him- and felt his hips give an involuntary thrust. A gasp tore through him. 

“Ffffffuck- Pomni-” He gritted his teeth, ears flattened against his head. He wasn’t all the way in- though it was hard to put thoughts together with her squeezing down on him like that- but the soft wetness surrounding him was like something out of a dream. 

He would kick the motherfucker that woke him up. 

“Oh, Jax-“ 

The sound of his name on her lips was enough to spur him into action. His thrusts started tentative, unsure- then began to pick up speed. God. Her inner walls were reluctant to let go each time, dragging against him, squeezing the life from his dick-

“Fuck, Pomni, I don’t think I’m gonna survive this one,” Jax groaned, peppering her chest with distracted kisses. How the hell was he supposed to focus? His face burned, hands tightened on her hips. “You’re so- this is-“

“First time?” Pomni teased, red-faced herself. Sweat dripped from her chin, rolled down the line of her stomach. Jax flustered even more, hips stuttering as he hid his face in her shoulder. Pomni startled as if hit with a sudden realization, then held his head closer, hand stroking over the back. 

“Oh my god. It is. Jax, I didn’t mean to-“

“Don’t- worry about it.” Jax looked away. “I just- oh, fuck.” He whimpered, pushing back into her, and they both gasped. “Pomni-“ 

“Jax- Jax-“ 

His thrusts became more frantic, desperate- he pounded into her, arms sore from holding himself up- but it was so worth it to get to see her face. Her face. The way she squirmed underneath him, cheeks flushed, rounded breasts bouncing with every thrust- 

“Mmmnn- you feel so fucking good-“ Jax panted, groaning as he seated himself deep inside her. He was practically seeing stars, now, but he was so close, and if the way Pomni was moaning all high and keening was any indication- 

“Oh my god,” she whimpered, sending a jolt of affection running through Jax’s veins like sugared soda. “Oh my god- oh my god.” 

“I’ll be your- mmmf-!- god, sweetheart,” Jax teased, not missing the way Pomni’s face lit up at the pet name. She liked it. She liked it. 

“Sounds like you’re one worth-“ She hissed out suddenly, then relaxed. “-worshipping, darling.”

She called me darling.

His pace increased tenfold, drawing a shuddering gasp from Pomni. Her hips bucked up against his, rocking in time with his every move. Fuck. Fuck. He didn’t have much time left. 

“Pomni-“ he gasped out, nuzzling desperately against his chest. “Please-“ He didn’t have time to feel embarrassed. Not now. “Can I be your mate?” He kissed at her neck, bracing himself for ridicule. “P-please. I don’t know why my bunny brain is so-“

“Yes.” Pomni beaned up at him, rubbing her hands over the back of his neck. His heart soared. “Make me your mate. Fill me up-“ 

Oh, fuck. That was going to be playing on repeat in his head for a while. 

With every bit of energy left in his body, he sank into Pomni one final time, gasping her name as he did. The pleasure was blinding, consuming- he couldn’t believe his luck as he pumped inside her, filling her with him, making her his. And thank god that he was still above her, because getting to see Pomni reach a squirming climax underneath him was enough to add on an extra 93 years to his lifespan. Even better when she cried out his name, wrapping her legs around his waist- 

He shuddered, collapsing- though he took care not to hit her as he did. They breathed heavily together, sweaty and smiling- until he tried to pull away. 

Oh, fuck.

“I- I’m- oh, no.” Jax shook his head. “Pomni, I can’t- it’s swollen-” 

“G-give it a second,” she advised, kissing the spot between his eyes. “It might just…take a minute.” Her eyes fluttered shut. “Besides, I’m…not complaining. It feels so good.” 

Jax didn’t have time to process this before he was finally able to pull out, his release trickling down Pomni’s leg. The sight nearly doubled him over. But- he realized- it was gone. That blinding horniness that had plagued him this whole time. Gone. He could have jumped for joy, were he not so exhausted. 

“Mmm- Pomni-“ He reached for her, tucking her underneath his chin. “So cute. How do you even-“ Unable to resist, he rubbed his chin against the top of her head, a purr rumbling through his body. She was his. Some remaining part of his bunny brain took satisfaction in it- he and Pomni had mated. Affection bloomed warm in his chest. 

But his heart stopped cold when he realized that Pomni was trembling in his arms. Oh no. She hadn’t liked it. He knew he shouldn’t have gotten her involved, but he- 

“P-Pomni..? Are you…” He hesitated, unsure whether to give her distance or stay where he was. 

“I’m…fine.” Pomni swiped the back of her hand across her eyes, giving him a tearful smile. “I’ll be fine.” 

All he could do was stare at her, brows furrowed in concern, pupils giant, until she finally elaborated. 

“I’m just…afraid. I know it’s silly, but I…” She nestled further into him, closing her eyes as she did. “When this whole heat thing wears off, I’m just going to…miss this. Miss you. Today was so nice, and I-“

“It couldn’t have been anyone.”

She blinked. “W-what?”

“I meant what I said before,” Jax replied, running a hand over Pomni’s hair. “You’re the one. There was nobody else in the circus- in the world- that it could’ve been.” He blushed, but continued determinedly. “That heat- why do you think the only person who could satisfy it was you?” 

“Jax-“

He looked into her shining eyes, then took a deep breath. His eyes closed. 

“It was only ever you, Pomni. You’re the one I needed to mate with. Do you even know the kind of thoughts-“ He broke off, embarrassed. She didn’t need to know about everything. “When I was building this nest. When I was imagining- anyways.” His eyes opened, focused on Pomni’s face. She looked like the world had just been cracked open, revealing a sparkling geode center. “You’re the one I wanted that with. And now you’re in the nest, which makes it our nest, and I-“ He sighed, pulled her closer to him. “-have never been happier.”

Wow, that was actually true.

Pomni snuggled against him, mumbling something into his chest. So quietly it barely registered as audible- she probably couldn’t even hear it herself. But his hearing was really good, especially with his senses heightened like this- and he could have sworn he heard a murmured I love you, hidden where she’d thought no one could hear it. His heart leaped. 

“Love you too, darling,” he whispered into her hair, curling up around her once more. He didn’t think she’d heard him. Or at least, he hoped. 

Both blushing profusely, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, the warmth of the nest keeping every secret safe. As he dozed off, there was only one thing on Jax’s mind: making sure Pomni didn’t go another day without a reminder of how precious she was. He chittered against her, ground his chin gently against her head. Scenting her, marking her as something cherished. 

She was his. And he was hers- more than she would ever know. 

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• Part 4 of The Amazing Digital AU (they all get guns and it turns out for the best)