This one is for those bunnies who are hopeless romantics...
Stare at the middle of the heart, bunny. Feel yourself being pulled in. Empty your mind of all fears, worries, anxieties... become brainless.
You know that's how I enjoy my special bunny, don't you? My perfect, fluffly, warm little bunny... I love when you are in the trance.
I love how you hop. Your perfect, succulant body floats. You are lighter then a feather, with each little hop, you come closer to me.
I am your safety. I am your comfort. I am your pleasure.
Your fluffy body exists to serve me. You are brainless. Mindless. Perfection.
I love your adorable little nose, and how heighted to smell you are right now. You can smell that sweet, salty smell leaking from you? Can't you? I can.
It's making me starved.
I love your perfect, soft ears, and how you hear your own heart beat so well. You can hear your heart beating fast, can't you? I can.
It's making me yern for you.
I love how you hop. Your perfect, succulant body floats. You are lighter then a feather, with each little hop, you come closer to me.
I am your safety. I am your comfort. I am your pleasure.
Your fluffy body exists to serve me. You are brainless. Mindless. Perfection..