I Love Sanemi So Much

(nsfw, 18+)

toji stared at you, green eyes set it a deep glare as he gnawed on his lip. he was used to knowing things, he actually kind of prided himself in the fact that he was always three steps ahead of usually anybody. 

but today, he wasn’t. today he had somehow stumbled, and staring at the back of your head, was trying to figure out what went wrong. 

you had only spared him a glance when he walked in, unlike your usual bouncy self, greeting him with a kiss as your arms snaked around his shoulder, lips tugging upward into a radiant smile as he felt the stress of the day melt off his body. 

today, none of that happened. 

he walked in, staring at the way you were bundled up in a blanket, watching your favorite show as you pretend he didn’t exist (he knew he took up a lot of space, so he knew that you were bluffing on that part). you didn’t say anything, radio silent as the show hummed along in the background. 

“hey sweetheart,” he called out, waiting for you to turn around, “how’s you’re day been goin’?”

he set his bag down, running a hand through his tousled hair as he looked over the city, (he liked it this way, it normally calmed him down), but without your boisterous voice filling the space of the penthouse he quickly realized just how dull it was. 

“hungry?” he asked as he began to shed off his coat by the door, setting his briefcase down gently as though not the make a sound. 

obviously it didn’t do much because you didn’t answer him, still watching your show. 

“was thinkin’ about ordering some takeout,” he grumbled, now just saying anything to get a response from you, “how does that sound?” 

still, nothing.

he sighed, glancing at you and then to the hall, moving alongside furniture, the room almost becoming a maze as though to stop hm from reaching you, not letting his mind run until he was able to get a full understanding of the situation. 

he maneuvered around the large couch, your eyes never faltering to acknowledge his presence as he moved in closer to you, towering above you as he placed a hand on the cushion behind your head, the other on his hip as he cocked a brow. 

“did i miss something?” 

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10:38pm • Simeon

Fandom: Obey Me! Shall We Date Characters: Simeon x fem!reader Word Count: 1123 Warnings: explicit sex, unsafe sex, creampie, smut with no plot, writing smut attempt no.1 a/n: Hello hello! This is my first attempt at smut! It's likely not that great, but I hope you guys like it. >Masterlist<

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Hands drag from your chest over your stomach, sliding down your sides to squeeze and tug at your hips. You sit on Simeon’s lap, straddling his thighs and dragging yourself against his warm length. Hot breath fans across your neck, sharp teeth digging into the flesh of your shoulder to suppress a deep groan. His hips buck into yours involuntarily, chasing the feeling of your wet cunt rubbing over him. Your breath hitches when the head of his cock catches your clit, sending a bolt of pleasure up your spine.

It is well after 10pm. You and Simeon had retired to his room after dinner, but not until after Simeon had ensured that you two would have privacy for the night, the request earning a sly smirk from Solomon as he agreed. It started out as just cuddling as you listened to him talk about his day and his duties from Michael. But the way you looked up at him with your sweet eyes and soft pouting lips had Simeon leaning in closer and pulling you onto his lap. One thing led to another and now he’s panting beneath you, entirely enthralled by your perfection and beauty sitting above him, like his own personal deity.

Simeon lifts his head from your shoulder and rests his forehead against yours. A particularly hard roll of your hips sends a deep moan bubbling up his throat. You press your lips to his and swallow his noises, parting them briefly to invite him in. He licks into your mouth eagerly, forcing your tongues to dance together. Simeon’s grip on your hips tightens, wantonly moving you to grind against him even harder. His mind is hazy, filled with a deep desire to take you, to have you, to give himself over to you and your ministrations.

Without breaking the kiss, Simeon rolls you onto your back, caging you beneath him. His hands move from your hips down to your thighs, spreading them further. He parts his lips from yours and trails down to your neck. Simeon suckles at your pulse point, trying to leave a hickey there, trying desperately to mark you as his. Once satisfied, he bites down, earning a low moan. His lips and teeth on your neck leave a trail of bites and kisses that sting, making you drip with arousal. Simeon’s cock throbbed against your thigh, his need for you growing with every mewl that leaves your lips.

“My precious little lamb,” Simeon breathes against your neck, his hand on your hip tightening ever so slightly. “May I?”

“Of course, my love,” you whisper back to him. You slide your legs over his hips, urging him closer to your core, your arms circling behind his neck.

Simeon guides his tip to your entrance, slowly pushing into you. The feeling of him splitting you open had you keening against him. Simeon’s brow furrowed with the effort to not instantly start fucking into you, his low moan escaping at the way your velvety walls enveloped his length. You took a minute to adjust to his size before nodding at him to continue.

With a short exhale, Simeon draws his hips back, pulling out slightly before pushing back in. Whimpering, your legs tighten around his waist, tugging his hips back into yours. Simeon sets a steady rhythm, his cock dragging deliciously against your walls. It’s been long since the last time you and Simeon had been intimate, both of you always preoccupied with your respective duties. This was a rare chance for you to be alone together and you were sure as hell going to savour each second you were together. Simeon let out a frustrated sigh.

“I’m sorry, lamb. But I need to go deeper.” Simeon pulls out before you respond, already repositioning your legs. Grabbing your hands, he makes you hold your knees to your chest, ensuring you stayed spread open for him. You both cry out at the new depth he reaches, the tip of his cock scraping roughly against your cervix. Simeon sets a rough pace this time, his cock fucking in and out of you harshly, hitting your sweet spot over and over again. You can barely contain the sounds escaping your throat, Simeon’s own moans of pleasure mixing with yours. The lewd sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

You were already close to the edge, Simeon’s thick cock tightening the coil in your stomach. Likewise, Simeon could feel his own orgasm approaching, the feeling of your sopping cunt clenching around him almost enough to drive him over. But he couldn’t come yet. Not until you’ve came. Not until you were screaming his name loud enough that even the House of Lamentations could hear you.

Simeon swiftly presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing rough circles into it. The sudden pressure against the little nub had you screaming, your orgasm hitting you almost instantly. Satisfied, Simeon helped you ride out your orgasm before pulling out and flipping you over onto all fours.

Simeon bent down and whispered into your ear. “Forgive me, my angel. I know you’re sensitive now. Just endure it for a little while longer.” He pressed a kiss to your shoulder before straightening back up. Holding your upper body down, he pulled your ass up and thrust back into your sensitive cunt, his cock bullying its way in and out of your cunt mercilessly.

Your walls fluttered around him wildly, another orgasm building sooner than you would’ve liked. Taking this as a warning, Simeon tried his best to speed up his already impossible pace. He could feel himself teetering on the edge. Rubbing at your clit once more, he urged your orgasm to crash over you. You clenched painfully around Simeon’s cock, the pressure of your orgasming cunt enough to throw him over as well. His hips stilled against your behind, the most sinfully angelic moan ripping its way through his throat as he spills his warmth into you.

Panting, Simeon finally pulls out of you, watching as a mixture of both your releases dribbles out of your precious pussy. He presses soft kisses against your back in an effort to soothe your sensitive body before he cleans you up with a damp towel. Settling back into bed, he pulls you into his chest, tugging the covers over both your shoulders.

“You did so well, little lamb.” Simeon kisses your shoulder as you lay in bed together, his hands rubbing random patterns into your skin. “So, so well, my angel.” You sigh tiredly as you lean your face back to look at him. Simeon leans in and moulds his lips to yours, a final and lingering show of affection before the both of you drift off.

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a/n: This was my first attempt at smut. I'm sorry if it's not all that great. But you know what they say! Practice makes perfect! I feel like this started out strong, really good but then just derailed and I'm lowkey sad about it lmao. But I couldn't fix it no matter how hard I tried.

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Regrettable Part 3

Part 1   Part 2

Sanemi x Fem! Reader

5.5k Words (Sorry if its shorter than what you were expecting)

SFW Warnings: Embarrassment, Sexual Harassment, Jealousy, Secret Relationship, Compromises, Eventual Pregnancy, Cuddling

NSFW Warnings: Smut, Breeding Kink, Dry Humping, Squirting, Multiple Orgasms, mention of Exhibitionism, Degradation and Praise Kink

!Bonus Final Chapter of Regrettable! Y/N is distraught with the secrecy of her and Sanemi’s relationship. He has his ways of making her feel better…

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together

vendetta!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!Reader summary: you and Leon split up. after a worrying phone call from Chris, you decide to visit your ex at his apartment. warning: Leon's alcoholism & severe depression era, younger reader

"He has not given a sign of life for over a week now. Please if you could check on him, I would be very grateful."

You stood motionless, with your hand raised in the air. Your gaze was stuck on the number 239 glued on the dark structure of the door, which you knew very well, just like what was behind it. You had, after all, lived in this flat for almost two years with your now ex-partner…. Who was the very reason you were standing here.

You and Leon separated about a month ago because of another argument between you. It wasn't caused by anything specific, in fact you didn't even remember the reason why it started, and now you considered your behaviour very childish. After all, the two of you were adults, and at that moment you behaved like complete children, saying the worst things about each other, culminating in your breaking up in anger at the other person. However, you still loved him, no matter how horrible the words he said to you, which is why, after a phone call from his best friend Chris, you immediately threw on your casual clothes and drove to his flat. You were afraid that Leon might have done something extremely stupid considering his alcohol problems and depressive states caused by everything he had been through so far.

You gently knocked on the door listening for any sound, which didn't come. It may be silly, but you still had the keys, which you hurriedly took from your pocket and slipped into the lock, thanking yourself that you had not given them to him at the time.

You stepped inside and the smell of alcohol mixed with the concentrated air immediately reached your nostrils. "Leon?" You closed the door behind you, entering deeper. Most of the living room floor was covered in rubbish and clothes and the kitchen worktop was almost invisible from under a pile of dirty dishes. However, the sight of empty bottles of vodka and whisky crumbling on the table in profusion made your heart stop. It was very bad.

You directed your steps to his bedroom, peering inside through the half-opened door. He lay there dressed only in a T-shirt and boxers. His body was strangely entangled in the white sheets and his chest was rising evenly. He was alive, that was the most important thing.

"What have you done to yourself Leon…" you muttered quietly and the mattress bent under your weight as you sat down on it. You gently took a strand of his dirty hair falling over his closed eyes to then place your hand on his cheek. The stubble scratched the texture of your skin pleasantly as you rolled small circles with your thumb. He looked like a veritable wreck of a man making your heart cry. This guy was the whole world to you and you never wanted him to bring himself to such a state during your eventual breakup.

You froze when a faint purr escaped from his lips. His eyelids slowly began to reveal his beautiful blue irises contrasting with the purple shadows under his eyes.

"What time is it?" as if nothing had happened he snuggled his face into your hand, gloating over its warmth. You sat motionless, watching to see how the connections in his brain would allow him to identify you and assume the appropriate posture.

"Fifteen to six" your voice acted on him like a bucket of cold water. He rose rather quickly, causing a dull ache to set in his head at which he hissed, catching himself. "Are you okay?" the worry was palpable in your voice. You looked at his figure. His eyes were red and swollen and the shirt he was wearing should definitely have been washed at least a few times.

" I'm fine." you were pained by the tone with which he replied "What are you doing here?" he turned his head away avoiding your gaze.

"Leon after all I can see that-"

"How did you get in here?" he raised his tone slightly. Again.

Your expression changed from concerned to much more stern in the blink of an eye. "Not in that tone Leon. I'm here because you're acting like a shit, even though you're older than me." you began crossing your arms over your chest. He also changed his posture and finally looked at you. "You haven't spoken to anyone, and believe it. There are people who care about you." the expression on his face softened "Chris asked me to look in on you…. But as I see it, unnecessarily." You got out of bed heading in the direction you came from.

Tears flowed into your eyes but you, as a strong young woman, did not let a single one flow. You are not going to cry through him again, even less in his flat. You passed all the rubbish and grabbed the handle of the front door with the intention of leaving once and for all.

"Y/N wait." Leon's strong hand caught your forearm. You gave him a really stern look which made Leon crack in front of you for the first time. Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes which he felt, so he lowered his head. "I didn't mean to… I-I…" the tears fell on the light panels "I can't cope without you…"

His legs trembled, probably through lack of any energy. You saw all those junk food wrappers…. After all, Leon really couldn't cope in the kitchen and it was up to you to cook him whatever he wanted.

"Lee." you let him pull you onto his lap and hide his face in the hollow of your neck. His hands tightened on your blouse in turn yours rode slowly down his back.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I said that day." his voice was breaking and he clung to you even more, as if to reassure himself that you were really here. "I love you… I love you so much Y/N. I beg… Don't leave."

Your heart was rumbling and more than a thousand thoughts were swirling around in your head. He was still your Leon and that would never, but never change. No matter what he did, you loved this guy with your full self.

"I beg Y/N.. I promise that-"

"Sit tight already" you smiled to yourself placing a small kiss on his head "You're a damn asshole Leon" he looked at you with a questioning look. You put your hands around his cheeks wiping a single tear falling from his eye. "But I love you so much. We're going to rebuild this together, okay?" he nodded slightly and a sigh of relief came from his lips as you hugged him tightly not noticing how much of a lamentable state he was in.

"Together…"

The Emperor Thinks I'm Dying - By Aepeuteo (7/10)

Doting love, dragons, and dark magic! This would be boring but this author makes the dragon reasonably funny, and the constant misunderstandings come from a loving place. Our lovely protagonist can't tell the Emperor she isn't sick, because she made a contract with a very dumb dragon. This one isn't very serious at all.

Lindelle is the best knight ever and she's a beautiful woman.

She wants her crush to like her back.

Soooo...

She locks herself in a 1,167 page contract with a dragoness that wants to find her physical body. She's stuck as a spirit at the moment.

Emperor Sionel is a bastard who killed all of his relatives. Lindelle is an unwanted bastard child. They are childhood friends. She thinks he isn't interested in her anymore, because he is Emperor now. They won. She's no longer his main confidant.

Unbeknownst to her he's been steadily preparing to propose to her. He wasn't ignoring her. He was working obsessively. Trying to make the country as good as it could be, so Lindelle could help him rule a prosperous empire.

Lindelle honestly thinks he'll just let her quit and leave the castle......because they haven't been hanging out.

BTW she will die if she doesn't uphold the contract.

It's why she's coughing up blood.

Sionel immediately alerts the entire castle. He imprisons her, because he thinks she's trying to die alone out of sight. Her friends rush to action.

Her father-figure, The Knight Chief (or whatever) immediately goes on a quest to look for a cure for her terminal disease.

Sionel starts acting crazy, because he's convinced his Empress is dying.

The dragon, Laroque, turns into comedic relief. It turns out that she's weaker than the Emperor. Lindelle could actually die because she can't escape, she can't talk about the contract, and her body is getting weaker.

She doesn't give up.

She's blunt and positive.

She's like a hammer.

She's not the worst protagonist and the dragon spirit is funny.

Her imprisonment isn't very horrifying though.

Her friends visit all the time.

It's sweet and stupid and the dark magic is ok

I couldn't find a Naruhina version of this meme so I made my own 😁...I mean it's not like it's far from truth

Such a pretty mommy

Summary: Leon comes home and helps relieve his pregnant wife DI!Leon x F!Reader CW: MDNI, 18+ only, breeding, milk kink, lactation kink, p in v, fingers Word Count: 2K

You had managed to start relaxing after receiving the call that you husband had been collected from Alcatraz and was on his way home. The bath water had gone cold, and you had finally stepped out from it with a small pout, wishing that the water had stayed warm for just a little bit longer. With a strained groan you lifted yourself from the tub, being nearly 8 months pregnant had its challenges. Like getting out a bathtub and then trying to dry yourself, you often found yourself wondering why you wanted a child but then your heart would melt when your husband would give you a new fact he'd found in one of those parenting books he’d brought in a hurry to make sure he was ready.

The way his face lit up when you’d go for appointments, or the softness in his eyes every time you brought something new for the nursery and especially the way he spoke in that excited voice when he rattled of names. And even when he had missions he still managed to send you the information he had found, in the form of notes around the house or through poor Ingrid, who he had roped into checking on you when he was away.

As you set yourself to drying off the water on your body, you hadn’t heard the door downstairs open and close, nor the heavy thump of his boots as he took them off. Not even the creak of the stairs as he made his way to you. With you not noticing the homecoming of your husband, you set about trying to soothe some of the aching the pregnancy was causing. One of the reasons you’d taken the warm bath anyway after your midwife had recommended it, she had also recommended just softly massaging the ache in your breasts.

You had brought a soothing oil to help, pouring it onto your hands before gently rubbing your hands over the soft skin, a whine leaving you at the feeling. Leon leant against the bathroom door, watching as his wife’s head leant back and her eyes closed. He moved forward, his hands coming around you to replace your own. You jumped, eyes shooting open before they softened and leant back into his chest. “Welcome home”

He grinned down at you, the pupils of his eyes swallowing the blue as he pressed a kiss to your forehead “Certainly a way to welcome me home, honey” his voice dripped with want, fingers moving to pull gently at your nipples, drawing a gasp from your mouth. “Such a pretty mommy, just let me take care of you”.

Your head leant on his chest as you sunk further into his embrace before he bent to pick you up. Your arms around his neck, you should be surprised at how he could pick you up like nothing when you were heavily pregnant…but you’ve seen the things he’s had to pick up while working. Leon carries you to your bedroom, your attention focused on the way his arms flex and the vein that stands out while he lays you on the bed.

Once he has you placed where he wants, his hands sooth up your legs to your sides and eventually his fingers feather over the soft skin of your breasts. He settles himself above you as he massages at your chest like you were moments ago, his eyes not leaving the way his fingers cause the tissue to dimple or the way your eyes close. Leons attention is taken when he squeezes a little bit too hard and a small amount of milk trails down to drip over the knuckle of his fingers.

“What a waste” his head dips low so he can press his lips to your skin, and your head tilts back with your mouth opening. He trails down to the pebbled nipple of your left breast. You feel his hot and wet tongue lick over the sore area before his lips attach and he suckles gently. Leon groans at the warm liquid dripping into his mouth, eyes closed while his hand continues to massage at your neglected tit.

With the way your husband is angled against you, you’re able to fill the way he quickly fills out against your thigh. You shouldn’t find this as hot as it is. Your bottom lip catches between your teeth as your own hands turn to tangle in the hair at the base of his neck, slightly scratching the scalp. Leon lets your nipple fall from his mouth with a pop, quickly moving to mouth at the other. His hand moved down to hold your hips while his tongue lapped at the milk you so lovingly provided.

“Taste so fucking good, my pretty baby giving me my fill” His hips grind against your thigh, and you don’t want to admit how much all of his actions are affecting you, even as slick drips between your thighs. But his help is working at least, your breasts are still sore, especially with the way his wraps those pretty lips around your nipples just so he can coax more of that sweet warmth down his throat but they’re not as heavy now. “Getting these pretty leaky tits nice and empty, then let gonna empty my balls into you”.

You arch, pressing your tit further into his mouth while your hands press his head down. And your legs spread open, Leons hand on your hip dipping down between to tease at your pussy lips. “You’re gonna be such a pretty mommy” maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones or maybe it’s just him but the teasing has you writhing and whining under him quickly. Leon nips lightly at your tit as you move, his eyes hardening “Keep still, I’m helping you baby”. He quickly goes back to lapping at the wetness leaking from your breasts, his thumb circling at your sensitive bud as you feel middle finger easily slip into your fluttering hole.

Your hands curl almost painfully into his hair as you try to hold still for him. With how soaked you are it’s easy for him to add another finger “So tight, sweetheart, been gone for so long and I still need to work you open” you feel his wedding band glide against your walls and the feeling has you mewling under him with your fingers moving down to scratch at his arms.

“Leon, more please” You tug his biceps, and he starts to pump his fingers in and out of your drippy pussy. His mouth goes back to suckling your nipples, drinking the milk being produced with a low groan. He has you squirming below him while his tongue licks at the hardened buds in time with the fingers that are rocking into you at a slow pace.

Almost too slow. It has you begging him in quick panting breaths, faster, more, please. Leons pulls back from your nipples so he can kiss both of them instead, he nods his head. Knowing exactly what you want and needing it for himself too. He hovers above you, weight on one arm while pushing his trousers and boxers down in a haste. You whine at the sudden empty feeling as his fingers slip out of you. “Shh s’okay, comin right back, gonna make you feel better”.

His hand wraps around the base of his cock so he can guide it to your drippy cunt, he pushes in slowly causing both of you to moan at the feeling as he bottoms out. He sits back on his knees so he can watch your blissed face, and the way your tits start leaking again. One of his hands rubs at the bump you’ve grown with a smile on his face “So pretty, such a pretty baby, all mine”.

His hips rock himself deep into your, the weeping head grinding against the opening of your womb, and he pressed sweet kisses down your neck, his arms moving to hold his weight above you. Trying his hardest not to pin you down like he normally does, not settling his all his weight onto you in the way that has you clenching around him. His eyes watch as your milky tits leak again and he’s quick to lap it up.

His tongue flicks over your nipple soothing the ache in them, and your hands claw at his back while his hips bully his cock into your clenching drippy hole again and again. When your eyes open to look at your husband, your mouth opens with a moan at how blissful he looks, nestled between your breasts while he humps at you, and he mouths at the sweet milk leaking from your nipples. Your thighs shake and tighten around his waist.

Leon moans at the taste and the way your pussy keeps tightening around him, keeping him warm and snug while he gets his fill. He moves between the nipples, milk spilling from your tits and the sight is messy, the white smearing on his face with how sloppy he is at drinking. One of his hands moves to play with the nipple he’s not mouthing at. His fingers tugging and pinching which causes milk to spray and Leon groans diving to lick up the mess he’d made.

“So fuckin good, gonna have to keep you knocked up. Fuck you till it’s spilling so I can have a taste” His fat cock slides into your pussy, stretching you out while he bottoms balls deep, his hips speeding up as he focuses on that familiar feeling of your cunt fluttering around him, and the cute moans and whimpers that he’s drawing out of you.

He fucks into you at an almost brutal pace, nipping at the skin of your breasts until they’re littered with bruises “Pussy just sucking me in baby, she wants it so bad huh? Yeah? Just wants me to keep ‘er plugged up” He presses a hot kiss to your neck before dragging his mouth back down to your tits so he can press his face into them. The milk smearing over his lips while his hips snap into you, hard.

Your drippy walls clamp down onto cock, only causing him to suck on your hard bud roughly so he can eagerly drink up the producing milk. He mumbles praises into your skin, you’re so good, taking him so well, letting him help like this. He pulls out until only the head of his dick stretches the opening of your cunt out, causing you to whine until he ruts his cock back into you and he buries in you until the tip bruises your cervix.

His thick cock stretches you out until all you can do is whimper and squirm beneath him. His pelvis grinds against your clit, and his mouth milks your breasts until your cockdrunk on the way he rubs against that spongy spot. He slows to a rolling grind, his hips slowly humping into you and your thighs tremble as your back arches. You cum with a pitiful whine, gushing around Leon and soaking down to the sheets below you while he continues to suckle.

“That’s it baby, cum on my cock, such a good girl” His hips circle into you, he helps you ride your orgasm as he fucks deep into your cunt and pulls away from your now empty breasts. Your pussy spasms and clenches onto his cock, he groans at the feeling and pushes as far into you as he can while catching your mouth in a messy kiss. You can taste the sweet milk on his mouth while his tongue fucks past your lips until there’s spit drooling down your mouth.

 His cock grinds against your clenching walls until he hot ropes of cum spurts from the head of his cock. His thick sticky ropes of cum fill your pussy until it’s dripping out of you. Leon pulls away so the both of you can catch your breath, his heavy pants filling your ears before he pulls out of you. Leon leans back so he can watch the mix of creamy cum and slick drip out of your pulsing hole, his cock kicking again at the sight.

Leon looks up to smile at you, his eyes soft as a hand moves the hair stuck to your forehead and he presses a kiss to your cheek “I missed you”. He lays next to you, other hand gently stroking at the bump of your stomach. “Might need another bath now”.

“if you were an animal you would be a hyena.”

sukuna glares at you with a bewildered look, brows furrowing together, “the fuck?”

“you give major hyena vibes.”

he growls at you, thigh nudging your head off, but you don’t falter, giggling at his reaction.

“what animal do you think i am?”

“a bitch.”

you burst out laughing, hands coming over your tummy while he continues glaring down at you. why are you so happy—

“a doggie then, that’s so cute, ryo!”

and then he gets kind of… mopey. all quiet, doesn’t even play with your hair or invite you back on his lap; just lets you lay your head on his thighs and stares at the tv, although it’s obvious he is thinking hard.

10 minutes pass in silence before you put away your phone and look up at him curiously, “what’s on your min—”

“i would be a wolf.” he murmurs, eyes staring down at his lap while his arms cross over his chest.

you eye his pouty face wearily, sitting up with a small huff. “what?”

“i said i’d be a damn wolf, woman!”

you bite your lower lip, hand coming up to cover the lower half of your face in an attempt to hide the smile that threatens to give away your amusement. he’s been thinking about that for the past 10 minutes, waiting for you to speak up.

“ryo~” you let out a snort, relishing in the way his eyes widen and posture stiffens, enraged by your reaction. “you’re too funny!”

“i will tear you apart.”

“that’s what a hyena would do.”

“run.”