Rinne was always so rough, it was hard not to hold onto something. Especially when you were in your own bed with your small collection of stuffed animals on it.

Rinne was nice tonight, or at least you thought. He wasn't agonizingly slow or rip a hole in your mattress fast. His normal pace was still enough to warrant holding a plush close to your chest.

"No no no~" Rinne said in a playful tone, stilling his hips. "No little stuffies, mkay, cutie?" He chuckles, lightly kissing your lips.