Being His Bunny

THREE

Harrison's Pov:

After getting the little bunny tried off, I took her into my room and got her a pair of my boxers and one of my shirts. I didn't have any clothes for her yet, I decided I would need to go shopping for her tomorrow.

"C'mon bun, come to Master." I tell her. She instantly walks over to me without hesitation. "Arms up." She puts her arms up and lets her towel fall to the ground. She doesn't even flinch and just stands there with her arms up. What a peculiar little Bunny...I didn't mean for her to just do exactly what I said. Earlier I thought she would be uncomfortable, but she seems not to care. The only thing she seems to care about is listening to me.

I slip the shirt on her and put my boxers over her private parts. She's still holding her arms up by the time I get done. "Put your arms down." I say to her.  She obeys.

"Such a good bunny." Her mouth breaks out into a smile. "I'm going to get you something to eat and then you are going to bed for the night. We have a lot to do tomorrow." She nods her head. I wonder why she doesn't speak. "Is there a particular reason why you choose not to speak, bun?"

Her eyes widen and she looks scared. She drops to her knees and looks up at me with tears in her eyes. She shakes her head quickly, telling me no. "Bun, there is nothing for you to be scared of. I was just asking a question." She still seems anxious, and I realize she may be scared that I find her not speaking, a problem.

"Willow, there is no reason for you to be scared, I'm not upset because you don't speak. That is perfectly fine." I explain to her.

She nods her head. "Stand up, bun. You need to eat and get ready for bed." I stand up and start making my way to the kitchen. I look back and see if bun is following, and she is.

I make her a sandwich and go to sit it in front of her but find her sitting on the ground. She looks up and jumps up, probably thinking I didn't give her permission to sit. "You can sit, but at the table." She sits at one of the chairs. I put the plate with the sandwich on it, in front of her and she just looks at it. Does she not like it? I mean she's a rabbit, they are kind of picky eaters.

She pokes it with her finger. "Do you not like it?" She instantly shakes her head.

She picks it up and shoves some of it in her mouth and looks up at me with her mouth full. I can't help but chuckle at her antics. She's such a good Bunny. What was the shop owner talking about when he called her a troublemaker? She's been listening ever since I bought her. Doing everything I told her, even when it made her uncomfortable.

"Bun, I was just trying to see if you wanted to eat or not, you didn't have to if you didn't want to, especially since it's your first night here and you don't really know my rules." I explain to her.

"You are perfectly fine, finish up your food." I tell her. She nods her head and I smile.

After eating, I take bun into my room, I decide she can sleep with me since it's her first night, I will have to get her a pet bed soon, though.

She looks confused as I tuck her in. Poor thing has probably never even slept in a bed before. I wonder how many masters she has had. I decide her ask her while I have the question on my mind. "Bun, how many masters have you had?"

She looks up at me and then looks back down, an ashamed look on her face. "There is nothing to be ashamed of. Just show me with your fingers."

She doesn't hold up any fingers and at first, I think she is finally disobeying me. Then I realize something else that kind of shocks me. "You haven't had any before me?" I ask.

She shakes her head no. But she has such good training. That's very surprising.

"Awe, Bun, you're such a good girl, always listening to Master." I coo at her. Did I really just coo at a pet? Me? A vampire? I clear my throat. The atmosphere now awkward. Except, when I see the smile and blush, she gives me at my words, I realize I don't care about what anyone thinks. Willow is mine and she's a very good bunny, probably the best I have seen.

"Anyway, time for bed." I say, tucking her in some more and turn off the lights. "Good night, bun."