havvwah:
“You seem to really want me to stay. Are you that in love with me, hmmm?” Her hand casually rose to stroke the back of his head, her hand running over the blue hue, occasionally weaving her fingers through them.
“I dunno… I didn’t consider having to take care of you like a nurse does with old patients, but if I have to take off your pant and make sure you piss in the toilet with proper aim, I guess I will…” She gave a soft noise of disapproval at the idea, though, her voice drifting as she continued petting him.
“Love? Am I in love with you? Is that why I want you to stay? Mmmmm, that might be...” he speaks in a more hushed tone, his lips grazing her neck as he moves them to speak. He settles deeper, like if he were too attached.
“Oho? Is that so? Well, I feel an urge to...”











