"You holding up all right there, mate?" Bunny panted. Jack moaned in response.

For the past few days, Bunny and Jack had done very little other than – well, each other. It had been a days-long sex bender, with very little rest time – the positions had changed, but Bunny had barely left Jack's body, spending most of his time buried deep inside Jack, filling him over and over again. Jack had been astounded by Bunny's appetite, but on the few occasions they'd taken a break, Bunny had explained it was the Pooka mating season.

"I'm in heat," he'd explained as they lay, sweat-drenched, on the grass of the Warren. "I'm constantly aroused, and filled with the desire to mate, and will be until the mating season ends. That's why you caught me – doing what it was I was doing."

"I'm very glad I did," Jack responded, running a hand down the Pooka's furry chest. "Very, very glad." He touched Bunny lower, and the Guardian stiffened in his hand. That had effectively ended that conversation.

Now, Jack was sprawled on all fours, his lover positioned behind him and sliding slowly in and out. Bunny bent to press a kiss to the back of Jack's neck, his arms on either side of Jack. The winter spirit felt the warmth of Bunny's body all down his back, the fur of his chest just grazing Jack's cold skin.

"I'm all right," Jack panted in response. Bunny was going relatively slowly right now, pumping very slowly in and out of Jack.

"You liking this?" Bunny whispered teasingly into Jack's ear.

"Just a bit."

"Just a bit?" Bunny slammed hard into Jack, and the boy gasped as he saw stars. Bunny laughed in response, then began a much faster, harder pace.

It felt so good just to be in Jack, but Bunny wanted to ensure Jack was having a good time too. So, he continued slamming into Jack, thrusting ever harder and faster, pushing himself as deep into Jack as he could possibly go. Bunny's teeth continued to nibble at Jack's neck, and he kept his chest pressed close to Jack's back. He began to grunt, louder and louder, as he neared his climax, before spilling himself deep into his lover.

They stayed in that position for a minute, panting, before Bunny slowly flipped Jack over onto his back to face him, taking care to ensure he remained sheathed in Jack's hole. His hands on either side of Jack's face, he propped himself up and smiled down at the exhausted Guardian. He could feel himself wilting inside Jack, but that was no matter – that would soon change.

"How was that?" he asked Jack.

"Better than the last time," Jack replied. "And that was even better than the time before that."

"Mmm." Bunny moved inside Jack, eliciting a small gasp. His member twitched and began to harden inside the boy's body. "I think we're due for another round, don't you?"

Missionary was Bunny's favourite position when he was in heat – he loved holding Jack's body still and ramming his cock into him, showing everyone exactly who was in control. This was made abundantly clear in the next few minutes, as Jack began to beg Bunny to speed up.

"Really?" Bunny teased, keeping his thrusts into Jack deliberately slow and tantalising. "What'll you do to me if I don't speed up?"

"You think I can't make you?" Jack responded. His cold hands pressed into the fur of Bunny's chest, and the Pooka squeaked as he found Bunny's nipples, hidden deep inside the chest fur.

"Go faster. Now," Jack breathed, and pinched Bunny's nipples. Hard.

Bunny groaned louder than he thought he ever had before at the sensation. "On the condition that you keep your fingers there."

He sped up, as promised, ramming harder and setting a rigorous pace. Jack's fingers continued to toy and play with Bunny's hardening nipples, which tremendously excited the Easter spirit. Beneath him, Jack's lithe body bounced up and down as he was ravaged, and the gasps and squeaks spilling from his mouth turned into one long, continuous moan.

Bunny twisted slightly inside Jack and hit a bundle of nerves, and Jack screamed with the pleasure. "Oh, don't stop!" he cried, and through Bunny's sex haze, he felt immensely proud to have made Jack scream. He continued hammering in that direction.

"I'm close," Jack gasped at last. "Oh, I'm close!" Then he cried out as his climaxed onto his own chest.

Bunny wasn't far, he knew. "Look at me, Jack," he panted, still keeping up the pace. "Squeeze my nipples."

Jack obliged, squeezing the Pooka's hidden nipples. That was enough to tip Bunny over the edge, and he came deep into Jack, shuddering with his release.

They lay positioned like that for a few minutes more. Again, Bunny made no move to extricate himself from Jack. He was only going to grow aroused again soon.

"How many times can you come into me?" Jack wondered. "You must be close to getting me pregnant by now."

Bunny grinned. "This is my hole." He moved suggestively between Jack's legs, and Jack moaned. "Your hole belongs to me, and I'll abuse it as I see fit. The mating season's only just begun, mate, and you're in for a hell of a ride."

"I can't wait."