Skye laughed and cooed as Anya continued to molest her and ramble sweet, kinky fantasies...until that hesitation, and then that swallow.<br/><br/>"Ah... Ah, shit, did we...?" Skye muttered, feeling the way Anya's mood shifted, and the Bunny grabbed onto her waist tightly.<br/><br/>Sighing, the Wolf lifted a strong hand and rested it on top of Anya's head, mussing up her headfur. The lewdness was done, the Bunny was in serious need of "aftercare."<br/><br/>"It's alright, kiddo. You're away from them, now. No one's going to treat you like<em>that</em>ever again."<br/><br/>She pushed on Anya's head, encouraging the Bunny to lift her gaze up to Skye's face.<br/><br/>"Not that pig who put you up for ante, not his goons, not Regina, not even Dale. Not even me. No matter how rough I get with you...the minute you tell me I'm going too far, I'll stop."<br/><br/>She lowered her hand to hug Anya around the shoulders.<br/><br/>"Speaking of stopping, sounds like we got a little too excited. Think it's time we call it quits for tonight; think you'd better like it if I just cuddle the shit out of you until you fall asleep."<br/><br/>She smirked.<br/><br/>"Cuddle the shit out of you...y'know, you're the first girl I ever said that to?"