Went over to The Bunny’s place tonight. Ended up fucking his ass with my strap-on, after which he Hitachi’d me to a trembling puddle. I’m going to be sore in some weird places tomorrow.
He’s not my usual type (if I even have a “usual type” anymore – The Pedant seems to have thrown a wrench into my machinery) but I’m starting to get used to his body, or even to like it. And he’s a really excellent FWB: affectionate, attentive, knowledgeable about safe sex practices, willing to patiently teach me how to do simple rope bondage, etc. He asked me once what kinds of snack foods I can have, and I said fruit and cheese are safe for me; the next time I came over, during a break in the action, he prepared us a plate with brie, other fancy cheeses I don’t know the names for, and strawberries. I would’ve been happy enough with a slab of marble cheddar and a banana, but he went all-out and it was a pleasant surprise.
Our chemistry together isn’t as explosively hot as my chemistry with The Pedant. But the Bunny does have some advantages, like the fact that I can fuck his ass and slap/paddle/bite/scratch him. He’s definitely taking the edge off my Pedant withdrawal.
Also, I really like his cat.