As hot as the little Bunny was, Skye would not have been surprised to find her coming again so swiftly...then again when, instead of teasing her backdoor, she violated herself with one fingertip.  But between her ministrations and the promise of future wicked games, the Wolf had her little Bunny weak and pliant and blissed out in afterglow in almost no time at all.<br/><br/>"No surprise," Anya proposed. "Will let you know. Will walk you through it. Step by step."<br/><br/>She bit her lower lip, those huge eyes meeting Skye's.<br/><br/>"Do not want scare you. And is scary, being...being weak. Being vul...vulnerable. Worse for you,<em>jes</em>? Because you strong."  Her fingers brushed Skye's muzzle, her thumb meeting the Wolf's lips. "So strong! For you, to be otherwise is...means threat. Means problem. So..."