[Kizuna's laughter rings in his ears like it is the sweetest sound he has heard and he can't help but laugh in return. He merely pulls the sheets around them, wrinkled shirts and all, coming to surround the pair (if Kizuna notices a shirt or two that had definitely gone missing from their closet is now mixed with the sheets, no he didn't).

His hand finds one of Kizuna's so that he can entwine their fingers together.]

Isn't it rude to talk about people you've slept with in the presence of another? [It was sex, of course. When you're both rabbits with really good compatibility, it becomes a really bad feedback loop. His bed was merely the victim.] I stole a bunch of sheets and pillows from room service or I think my back wouldn't have any of it.

[He shivers in delight, soaking in the other's breath, warmth, and weight like it was really all he needed all along.]