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‘Is this where you sleep?’
Amenii was awe struck, the sheer size of the room was enough to fit one of the larger bunny families she had seen in the Burrow. And then there was there was the accommodations, cushions made of tanned leather, thick furs, bear if she had to guess, accompanied by finer furs, none of them rabbit, though she wondered if he had simply removed them for her sake.

‘It’s home.’ Her captor murmured, motioning her inside. ‘It took some time to build up this place.’

Amenii could not mistake the tone of pride in his voice, he had probably invested a great deal of his resources into furnishing this place for comfort. And considering how sparse much of the resources were growing of late, she began to wonder just how much wealth he had accumulated.

Running her hand over one of the smoothed stones she let out a breath as the beauty of it began to fade as reality sank in. This was a bedding chamber. Suddenly, Amenii wanted to be anywhere but here. Reflexively she took a step back and backed into her captors unmoving form just as his arms dropped to clasp her shoulders. It was all she could do not to scream, as memories of his lips on her own came flashing back.

She could feel the pressure on her back as he pushed her forwards into the room, his thumbs began to work her back. ‘You were not thinking about backing out of our deal?’ A touch of frost in his voice, that made her squirm.

‘No.’ Amenii breathed, taking a step forwards.

‘Good.’

That single word was enough to make her want to run, to – she crushed the thought, no, don’t undo all you’ve accomplished, she chided herself.

Stepping into the room she hastily moved to the corner of the bed and with deliberate effort wrapped herself in a self contained cocoon of the furs. It only took him a minute to move into the bed, and to her horror he began to tug the furs away that separated them. Rough paws moved to her sides and with a firm tug, he pulled her back to his chest.

Amenii’s felt her heartrate jump as his body pressed against her, this close she to him she was already regretting her deal, but was too scared to say otherwise.

‘I- I’m – You said…’

‘We had an agreement, bunny.’ His hands moved to grasp her in a firm embrace, a little bunny.’

Wriggling to try and free herself from his grasp, Amenii gave up the effort as his claws crept from their sheaths to dig into her arms.

‘My name is not Bunny.’ Amenii protested quietly. ‘It is Amenii.’

The claws retracted and his grip, still firm, did relent a little.

‘Nick.’ He breathed, ‘Now get some sleep. You and I have a long day ahead of us.

With that he blew out the candle, leaving the room in darkness.

Next:
Previously: Arctic Drift: The Deal

Description
‘Is this where you sleep?’
Amenii was awe struck, the sheer size of the room was enough to fit one of the larger bunny families she had seen in the Burrow. And then there was there was the accommodations, cushions made of tanned leather, thick furs, bear if she had to guess, accompanied by finer furs, none of them rabbit, though she wondered if he had simply removed them for her sake.

‘It’s home.’ Her captor murmured, motioning her inside. ‘It took some time to build up this place.’

Amenii could not mistake the tone of pride in his voice, he had probably invested a great deal of his resources into furnishing this place for comfort. And considering how sparse much of the resources were growing of late, she began to wonder just how much wealth he had accumulated.

Running her hand over one of the smoothed stones she let out a breath as the beauty of it began to fade as reality sank in. This was a bedding chamber. Suddenly, Amenii wanted to be anywhere but here. Reflexively she took a step back and backed into her captors unmoving form just as his arms dropped to clasp her shoulders. It was all she could do not to scream, as memories of his lips on her own came flashing back.

She could feel the pressure on her back as he pushed her forwards into the room, his thumbs began to work her back. ‘You were not thinking about backing out of our deal?’ A touch of frost in his voice, that made her squirm.

‘No.’ Amenii breathed, taking a step forwards.

‘Good.’

That single word was enough to make her want to run, to – she crushed the thought, no, don’t undo all you’ve accomplished, she chided herself.

Stepping into the room she hastily moved to the corner of the bed and with deliberate effort wrapped herself in a self contained cocoon of the furs. It only took him a minute to move into the bed, and to her horror he began to tug the furs away that separated them. Rough paws moved to her sides and with a firm tug, he pulled her back to his chest.

Amenii’s felt her heartrate jump as his body pressed against her, this close she to him she was already regretting her deal, but was too scared to say otherwise.

‘I- I’m – You said…’

‘We had an agreement, bunny.’ His hands moved to grasp her in a firm embrace, a little bunny.’

Wriggling to try and free herself from his grasp, Amenii gave up the effort as his claws crept from their sheaths to dig into her arms.

‘My name is not Bunny.’ Amenii protested quietly. ‘It is Amenii.’

The claws retracted and his grip, still firm, did relent a little.

‘Nick.’ He breathed, ‘Now get some sleep. You and I have a long day ahead of us.

With that he blew out the candle, leaving the room in darkness.

Next:
Previously: Arctic Drift: The Deal