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𑣲 ENJIN -
it’s so big & long! ⸝⸝ how he sounds in bed ⸝⸝ oops! he’s underneath you.. ⸝⸝ what he sends you while you’re away— ⸝⸝ just put it in already! ⸝⸝ he’s devouring you completely ⸝⸝ take it like a good girl .. ⸝⸝ missionary like always ⸝⸝ “lift your skirt for me.” ⸝⸝ taking your punishment like a good girl ⸝⸝ he misses you so much
𑣲 TAMSY CAINES -
frat! boy tamsy linking up with your emo self. ⸝⸝ he loves to tease you ⸝⸝ he fingers you so good ⸝⸝ slow & steady just like that ⸝⸝ loves fucking your throat! ⸝⸝ fucking you in the lingerie he loves.’ ⸝⸝ how he sounds in bed ⸝⸝ pink lights & backshots ⸝⸝ close up of his cum leaking out of you.. ⸝⸝ jumping like a bunny!
𑣲 ZANKA NIJIKU (AGED UP 20+) -
it’s getting sticky! ⸝⸝ emo! zanka fingering you in-front of your plushies! ⸝⸝ “just like that,” ⸝⸝ riding it so good ⸝⸝ the forgotten movie ⸝⸝ aw he’s helping you ride it! ⸝⸝ he loves the view ⸝⸝ how he sounds in the bed ⸝⸝ so oiled up! ⸝⸝ “don’t move until i say so” ⸝⸝ he loves eating you ⸝⸝ stole enjin’s car for this..
𑣲 CORVUS ARKHA -
ugh too much squirt ⸝⸝ what a pretty view ⸝⸝ it can’t fit! ⸝⸝ tummy bulge ⸝⸝ ride it like a good girl! ⸝⸝ “just like that love,” ⸝⸝ what he sends you while you’re away :(⸝⸝ he’s so rough! ⸝⸝ taking him so good ⸝⸝ fucking in the shower eheh ⸝⸝ he loves to pleasure you ⸝⸝ what you send him while he’s away!
𑣲 AUGUST STILZA -
fucking you in the lingerie he made you ⸝⸝ ugh he loves fucking you like this ⸝⸝ “you so pretty mamas,” ⸝⸝ loves when you’re breathless ⸝⸝ trying something new .. ⸝⸝ you love to overstimulate him! ⸝⸝ he made you lay on the teddybear while he fucks you ⸝⸝ best bj ever! ⸝⸝ teasing you through ur panties! ⸝⸝ “doing so good baby,”
𑣲 GRIS RUBION -
he’s so rough & mean!!.. ⸝⸝ gosh even if he’s mean, you still love it ⸝⸝ “stay still sweetheart,” ⸝⸝ he feels so good ⸝⸝ the belly bulges ⸝⸝ helping him stroke it ⸝⸝ rubbing & grinding on him ⸝⸝ shoving a pillow up your face & fingering you ⸝⸝ quickie in the headquarters lounge! ⸝⸝ what he sends you while you’re gone
𑣲 FOLLO TUNITO -
“you like this, my love?” ⸝⸝ how he sounds in bed ⸝⸝ he punished you for being bratty all day! ⸝⸝ morning quickies ⸝⸝ teasing him hehe ⸝⸝ “you like it slow?” ⸝⸝ dressing for him so adorably, so he decided to eat you out ⸝⸝ he loves using his fingers on you” ⸝⸝ using both holes!? ⸝⸝ you love to edge him as a punishment
𑣲 ZODYL TYPHON -
he’s so big oh lordd ⸝⸝ “you’re so pretty for me,” ⸝⸝ taking your punishment so good ⸝⸝ “come sit on it,” ⸝⸝ what he sends you while you’re pleasuring yourself ⸝⸝ each other’s sneaky links! ⸝⸝ shh you gotta be quiet ⸝⸝ the type of videos he sends you ⸝⸝ what you send him while being in his car ⸝⸝ how he sounds in bed
𑣲 JABBER WONGER -
loves using your mouth & throat ⸝⸝ “you love my dick ma?” ⸝⸝ ugh he’s so rough with you ⸝⸝ bully! jabber fucking you in his room ⸝⸝ creamie pie! ⸝⸝ ugh he’s such a tease ⸝⸝ taking zanka & jabber at the same damn time!? ⸝⸝ how he sounds in bed ⸝⸝ “just like that mama, fuckkk.. use your teeth,” ⸝⸝ taking him like a good girl!
and suddenly — you attacked them with a bunch of kisses out of nowhere and even dared to escape from their grasps !
featuring. enjin , zanka nijiku , follo tunito , fu oroster , rudo surebrec , zodyl typhon , august stilza , riyo reaper !
content. 2.5k wc , up to 0.3k-0.4k words per drabble , fluff fluff fluff , crack , they might be ooc , whipped characters , blushing mess , mischievous s/o , crappy writing , safe for minors , spoiler free I guess , a tinge of cringeness but we embrace it like soldiers of course , this was a request.
author’s note. I know anon, you requested only three characters but I felt the need to include most of the characters I’ve ever written because why not lol? I just had the pain of finding out there was a picture limit, in the painful way chat kms….
ENJIN , did not want to stop tickling you !!
"H-HEY wait..! I can— I'm not lying, okay!? Please!"
A fit of giggle and laughter escaped your throat as you thrashed around in his bed, tears forming in the corner of your eyes because your stomach hurt as heck right now.
But to be fair, he was tickling you so bad! You can't even finish one coherent sentence.
"No more lying here. In this room, lying is prohibited and will be punished accordingly." he smirked smugly and continued to tickle you.
"I-I can't— Stop!" you wheezed and held onto his wrist firmly.
Well actually, you tried to hold onto his wrist to stop him but he was physically stronger anyways so it didn't help much.
"Agh, you bitch!" you cursed as you began to cry, the laughter coming to no stop.
"What did you just call me?" he feigned hurt and gasped at your curse, now stopping with the tickling for once.
Of course — being the annoying prankster you are, you used this to advantage to attack him back. Quickly sitting up from the bed, to grasp his face and then leaning in.
"Eh—?" his confusion was cut short by your kisses.
Your lips met his whole face, lipstick smudging on his skin — messy kisses everywhere with the paint lingering. And with no further hesitation, you firmly held onto his cheeks.
That's right. The last kiss landed on his lips, short and sweet.
"Sorry not sorry, you asshole!" you crawled out of his bed as he was about to grasp you.
Yet he failed miserably and you immediately escaped the room with no hesitation.
"Love— No, wait!" he exclaimed, tripping out of his bed even to trail after you. "I want more!"
In fact he did not care the lip stains on his whole face.
RUDO SUREBREC , actually he was too tired to listen to you !!
ANOTHER day in the headquarters results in another day of full boredom. That is, because everyone was occupied with missions while Rudo had training the whole time.
But worry not! You are here to keep him company and to help him too. And being with you makes him very happy — there was no second of boredom
whenever you are around.
Now you are taking a break though. Even though you decided quits for today, he still wants to continue and also doesn't shut up about having energy to continue.
"Are we going to continue now?" he asked you.
He laid flat on his back and stared at the ceiling while you sat up from you lying position.
"Unfortunately, I already called quits." you blinked at his persistence and deadpanned, sweat dripping from your chin.
"Really? When?" he shut his eyes for a moment, "when did you say that?"
"Deadass." you huffed out, "you are so tired that you aren't even listening."
"Maybe..." he breathed out, chest heaving up and down.
"Nah not maybe, you are tired." you let out a chuckle before running a hand over your head.
"Can we continue now?"
"With what?"
"...Training?"
"Just shut up." you groaned and covered your sweaty face.
"Okay..."
For a while, silence settled between the two of you. A nice and quiet moment, what you desperately needed. But Rudo had other plans, now parting his lips again to ask the same.
"Are you ready now?"
"You know what I'm ready for?" you dragged out a chuckle as you lifted yourself up.
"Huh? What?" you helped him stand up.
"For this..."
Your hand found its place behind his neck and your other against his cheek as you pulled him towards you, placing multiple kisses all over his face.
And this definitely stunned the heck out of him, twitching in his position. He forced himself to shut up again and pressed his lips together.
His whole exploded in one simple colour, similar to his eyes.
"Pfft— Look at you!" you giggled as you finally kissed him on the lips.
With that — you ran away, several laughter escaping your mouth as you ran away from the crime scene. Rudo was stiff, to say at least. Dreams forming in his mind.
Bedazzled by you.
ZANKA NIJIKU , his whole attention focused on his jinki rather than you so you hid it !!
"DID ya perhaps see my Assistaff, [name]?"
As soon as he entered your comfort place, you flinched in momentary surprise. His last words echoed shortly after in your mind before you whipped your head towards his direction.
"Oof..." you let out
Because well — you didn't expecting him to be so quick to give you a brief visit after noticing his Jinki was missing. The Jinki, that currently was in your hold right now.
His eyes narrowed slightly before raising a brow and asking, "where did ya plan to hide it?"
"Uh... Nowhere..! I was cleaning it a bit." you gave him a nervous grin.
With that, you quickly stood up and ran towards him — shocking him a bit. Were you about to attack him? Did you have something up your sleeve? Are you going to push him aside to escape?
"Hey..! This won't work, ya know—!"
But the doubt didn't last for long until you peppered his face with several kisses — everywhere. Forehead, nose, cheeks, eyes. And then you paused for a split second.
Just to smash your lips against his, creating a sweet and brief kiss.
Every thought vanished into thin air as he blinked rapidly, feeling your hand press against his chest to gently push him aside and escape from his wrath. Or well, his love now.
"...W-Wait..!" he stuttered out, stumbling over his own words as his cheeks were painted in a rosy red.
"Sorry!" you exclaimed, still running down the hallway with his stick.
"N-No need to be sorry!" his hand reached out for your figure in hopelessness.
Scratch that — his whole face was red as a tomato. Not only his cheeks. The crush slowly creeping up his neck and ears, steam rushing out of his head even.
Did you just... kiss him and proceeded to run away?
FOLLO TUNITO , oh god he looked so happy rambling you just did it !!
"—THAT thing was probably the strongest I have ever encountered so far."
Follo heaved out a sigh, bringing his cup to his lips to take a sip of his refreshing tea you made him. "But luckily, Rudo was there to land the final blow."
His lips curled into the sweetest smile, probably the sweetest you have ever seen in your entire life — the whole seventeen years of living. Yes, you are sure of that.
"Mmh yeah?" you hummed, leaning your cheek against your palm.
"Oh sorry, did I bore you?" his expression converted into a worried one and apologised, "I didn't mean to. You are tired, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not tired nor am I bored." you admitted honestly with a blank expression.
"Really?" he sweat dropped, not quite sure to put believe in your words.
"Yeah..." you trailed off slowly, "I love listening to you. I love that you always care."
Eyes flickering around his whole until they landed on his lips. It didn't take long as a mischievous grin adorned your face, getting your head off your hand.
"W-Where is that coming from?" he stuttered, cheeks heating up.
"I love you so much." the grin turned into a smile.
You rose from the seat and leaned over, back bending to reach his face — grasping his head to surprise him with multiple kisses.
"[name]..!" he breathed out in embarrassment, holding onto your wrists.
The last kiss reached his lips before you quickly turned your back to him and hurried away, all of a sudden. Leaving him alone.
Confused, bedazzled, cold. And a bit sad.
But never mind, he had to register what just happened right now.
"Wait, I need an explanation!" he immediately stood up and chased you.
Simple as that is — there was no explanation.
FU OROSTER , when jabber suggested the prank you were totally invested !!
"PFFT yeah you should totally do that!"
Jabber giggled beside you, his nail trailing down your skin — which made you flinch in return, face converting into a disgusted one while brushing off the imaginary dirt off your arm.
"Eugh... Never touch me with that crusty, nasty nail again." you warned and narrowed your eyes.
Another giggle erupted his mouth as he folded his hands, placing his chin over them to smile innocently at you and batting his lashes. A shudder ran down your spine at that.
"Get out of my face." your lips formed a straight line.
"No way! You gotta smooch his face first. Ain't no way I'm missing all that." he titled his head.
"Poor him." Momoa murmured under her breath, dragging her gaze across the magazine you brought for her.
For once she felt like hanging out with you not Jabber yet that sweet beautiful time got interrupted as the brown haired male suggested to prank Fu and well. You didn't say no.
And she figured, you were probably invested about the idea.
The chances are high you are doing that.
"What? Poor me!" Jabber emphasised the last word, gaze landing on the mentioned boy.
"Shut it." you rolled your eyes and rose from the seat, although your cheeks were cherry red.
"Got yer ass!"
"No, you didn't!" you denied and turned your heel, walking up to your boyfriend.
"[name]..!" as soon as he noticed you heading towards him, he lifted his head to give you a smile.
"Love." you returned his smile, suddenly feeling all giddy before placing your lips against his cheek.
"Eh!?" he froze on spot, head immediately caught by his blood — feeling too shy to move an inch from his position.
The last kiss on his lips lasted a tinge longer than the ones before, now putting some distance between you two again.
And... You ran away.
Leaving him all red and hesitant.
Should he chase you?
Should he call out for you?
What should he do?
"You're supposed to chase her now!" Jabber called out.
"Really!?" he twitched, head snapping to your direction where you disappeared off to.
"Go on!"
"Y-Yessir..!"
But what should he do after catching up to you?!
Kiss you back?
AUGUST STILZA , he caught you so good in his arms and his face was super close !!
"MY lovely muse! How does it fit!? Is everything fine and alrighty?!"
You couldn't help but chuckle at his booming voice as you twirled around in the new set of clothes he was sewing for you — something you did not ask for but you cannot stop him anyway.
Aside from the task that he has to sew other outfits for the cleaners, nothing is able to stop him.
That's just his way of dedicating his love and affection for you.
"It first perfectly! I always like yours taste of style!" your hands run through the soft and comfortable material.
"Really!?"
"Yes, really!" you reciprocated his energy and stretch your arms, opening them wide.
"I won't catch you!" he warned.
Yet you didn't head his warning instead, you let yourself fall from the tiny stage and waited — the moment of air hit your skin before you landed into his arms.
"Joking! Joking!" he laughed out loudly.
"I know." you wrapped your arms around his neck and smothered his face with kisses.
That honestly stunned him. For once, lips sealed shut.
Placing your lips everywhere, messily dragging them over his skin and then reaching his lips. Long, lingering and soft. As soon as you parted your lips again?
You grinned at him widely and freed yourself out of his hug, pushing the door open to run away.
"[name], my love, my darling wife, my muse, my beloved!" he cried out after he pulled himself together. He did not waste time chasing you.
Yes. He would waste his time chasing you rather than sewing new outfits.
RIYO REAPER , she annoyed the heck out of you so you decided to silence her !!
“LET’S play something! I’m so bored, [name].”
Sometimes… Sometimes you are able to demote Riyo to a simple child whenever she’s around you.
Okay maybe you got to scratch that completely, because she was always like that when she hung out with you.
Like right now, having her arms wrapped around your neck as she leaned her whole weight on top of you while bugging the hell out of you. You were busy with something else though.
For your shared work. Because you got forced to write down the whole report for the mission since Riyo was too lazy.
“Entertain me, yeah? I love you so much. Please.” she whispered against your skin.
A vein popped on your forehead though, your hand that was wrapped around the pen coming to a halt.
“Riyo, as much as I love you… You have to give me a break right now.” you heaved out a sigh.
“No way.” she chuckled and leaned in, head almost falling from your shoulder.
“Oh yeah..?” you grumbled under your breath, “how about you write this report?”
“Uh nah, I’m good.” she declined immediately after.
“That’s what I thought.” your eye twitched.
You furrowed your brows and stood up from the seat, carrying her with you and letting her dangle off your shoulders before turning around to face her.
“Are you mad?” she questioned with another laughter.
Only to get silenced by you taking her head gently into your hold, letting your lips rest against her skin and peppering her face with lots of kisses.
“Eh? Wait let me—!” you rudely interrupted her by pressing your mouth against hers.
And with that? You laughed loudly at her dumbfounded expression before turning your back to her and running away.
“Finish the report for me, love!”
She blinked slowly, green eyes landing on the papers and then following your movements. A smile crossed her face as she took right after you.
“No way, I’m doing this after you kissed me!”
ZODYL TYPHON , he just looked so sweet and cute you couldn’t help it !!
"OH, can you pass me the salt?"
The scent of your savoury soup reached the air as it left behind a trail of smoke behind, the smell hitting your nose and immediately bewitching you — letting you know you were successful.
"Thank you." you murmured, feeling the cold glass pressed against your palm.
"No problem." he gruffly answered, eyes roaming around your kitchen.
Yes. That's right, he was searching for another insect again. You know it too well.
"You will not eat anything else other than what I'm cooking right now." you warned him, gaze wandering to him to catch him twitching subtly.
"Of course..." he trailed off with the faintest sulk before leaning against the counter.
His attentive eyes followed every movement of yours as you stirred the pot, your lips curling into a sweet smile as you gazed at your perfection.
"Can you place this back?" you questioned and turned to him, passing him the salt from earlier.
"Of course." he answered with the same simple words.
"Zodyl, don't be mad." you sighed out.
"I'm not mad."
"Then you're annoyed. Or maybe even sad."
Sad? What's that?
Feels foreign on his tongue and mind ever since you entered his life.
"Uh... I'm not sad." a frown crossed his expressionless face.
"Are you sure?" you placed the wooden spoon to the side, letting the soup boil a bit more.
"Hundred percent." he nodded slowly, already wary of the smile forming on your face.
"Don't lie, yes?"
"I would never lie."
You chuckled at his words and leaned in, brushing your lips gently across his skin — leaving behind a trail of small kisses before it landed on his lips.
"Oh..." he blinked slowly.
"Take care of the soup!" you ran out of the kitchen with those words.
Zodyl though? Torn between two choices.
Either following your demand or letting it burn to chase you — to give you back the attack of kisses.
Tamsy woke to the feeling of your fingers running through his hair.
He doesn’t quite remember falling asleep to begin with. Work had been long and arduous, and he found himself more uncharacteristically tired than usual. One moment, he had been talking to you about his day and then that was all he could remember.
Merely for his own curiosity, Tamsy keeps his eyes closed as you continue to rake your fingers through his hair, before he then feels the hard bristles of the hairbrush pulling through his roots. You hum quietly to yourself as you do so.
It’s quiet and peaceful between you two. The soft intimacy of it all proves to be more relaxing than the actual act of you brushing his hair. And in all honesty, Tamsy finds himself dozing off again. Your hands are gentle as they work, taking care not to pull too hard. You must braid some of the strands together, because there is a slight tug, but not enough to cause him any actual pain. Something suddenly makes you laugh.
“It’s so unfair how soft and silky his hair is,” you say to yourself. You grin when a wicked idea hits you. “I should give him a silly hairstyle before he wakes up.”
At that, Tamsy makes the mistake of involuntarily tensing. You laugh harder, and knowing that the ruse was up, he slowly opens his eyes. A soft smile graces your features, and the setting sun peeks through the windows, casting your body in an angelic-like glow. Tamsy realizes that his head is lying in your lap, his legs dangling off the couch in your shared room.
“Good afternoon, sleepyhead,” you tease. “You sleep all right?”
“Hmm. I must still be dreaming cause there’s an angel above me right now,” Tamsy replies, making you flush. “How long was I asleep?”
“Only a couple of hours. I was talking to you, and you all of a sudden stopped responding.” You laugh a little at the memory. “You fell asleep on the couch of all places, so I figured you were tired.”
Tamsy frowns apologetically. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I did that.”
“Don’t be. You must’ve needed the rest.” You run your fingers through his hair again. “Let’s just enjoy the downtime. It has been a long day.”
“That it has,” Tamsy exhales a sigh, closing his eyes as he relaxes into your touch once more.
follo tunito
Follo loves how clingy you get when you’re tired, because it makes him feel wanted and like he can protect you.
It’s become a habit ever since the two of you started dating for you to latch on to him, and you’ll often take a nap somewhere in HQ. Usually in one of your rooms, but Tomme has caught the two of you passed out on the couch in the lounge, tangled up in each other’s arms, and one time, Follo had been hospitalized due to an injury, and you snuck into the infirmary to lie with him in the bed.
It was disgustingly cute. And the others often teased him for being the little spoon, which often made Follo insecure. So you had taken to trying to let him be the one who latched on to you, but it was almost comically inevitable that you would end up wrapped up around him instead, like a koala. On the way home from a particularly exhausting assignment proved to be no different.
Gris was driving for once, and much to everyone’s relief. The ride back to HQ was mostly quiet, except for quiet music from the radio, as everyone was too exhausted to hold a conversation.
You were nodding off. The seatbelt strained as you kept leaning forward, and you would’ve been kissing the floor if it weren’t for it. Eventually, you collapsed against Follo’s shoulder when the car made a sharp turn. He was too tired himself to really notice at first. His head lolled against the window as he dozed in and out of sleep.
Your cold hands made him jolt awake.
Follo blinked some of the sleepiness out of his eyes, his vision still slightly blurry when he looked down at you. Your cheek was still pressed against his shoulder, but you had somehow wrapped yourself around his arm, which seemed wildly uncomfortable with the seatbelt somewhat in the way.
“Hey, you’re gonna hurt your neck like that,” Follo murmured, trying to sit you up. You mumble something incoherent and collapse back on him, like metal attracted to a magnet. Sighing, he does his best to adjust you so that the seatbelt isn’t cutting into your skin. But you still end up lying against his shoulder, seemingly dead to the world, making Follo smile softly.
Later, when the entire vehicle has fallen silent, Gris looks back through the rear view mirror to see that everyone has fallen asleep. Follo’s head lolls back against yours, the two of you pressed close to each other with your hands intertwined between you.
enjin
Enjin was not much of a cuddler.
He finds the action stifling and borderline clingy at times, all things that he dislikes. It’s one thing if you’re watching a movie or something together and he tucks you under his arm, but spooning is not something you’ll expect to receive from him. Or that’s what he keeps telling you, despite how his actions portray the exact opposite.
You wake up in the middle of the night with no real explanation why. Through bleary eyes, you could barely make out the 3:15 am on the nearby alarm clock. Beside you, Enjin sleeps soundly, his chest rising and falling in steady breaths. One of his strong, tattooed arms was wrapped around your waist.
Wiggling out of his hold, you sleepily and quietly make your way out of the room to find something to drink in the kitchen. Still rather half asleep, you don’t actually make it back to your and Enjin’s bedroom. Instead, you lie across the couch in the lounge and promptly pass back out.
When you wake up to the sun filtering through the curtains, you immediately notice how warm you feel. Much to your surprise, Enjin is nearly lying on top of you. You’re pressed to the back of the couch with your boyfriend, having squeezed in to the little remaining space on the cushions. And with him so close to you, the heat radiating off his body has you sweating.
His arms are wrapped securely around your middle with his head against your chest. This leaves his legs mostly dangling off the edge of the couch uncomfortably. A blanket you don’t remember grabbing is draped across you.
“Enjin, what are you doing?” You mumble. Your memory begins to return and you recall how you passed out on the couch when you were coming back from the kitchen. But that didn’t explain why Enjin was here. “Why are you on the couch too?” When you try to sit up, he groans and tightens his arms around you. “Enjin. Come on. I have to pee.”
“No…” he grumbles.
“No?!” You don’t know whether to laugh or not. Sighing, you run your fingers through his hair, causing him to shift ever so slightly. Never would you imagine you’d see the day when your boyfriend was acting so clingy and oddly gentle. “You didn’t answer my question. Why are you on the couch?”
Enjin blinks up at you sleepily before turning and resting his head back against you. “The bed was just cold without you.”
zanka nijiku
Zanka gets flustered easily, and the fastest, most surefire way to do so is to ask to cuddle. His family has never been the most affectionate type, so receiving any type of touchy-feely behavior genuinely makes his brain short-circuit.
Over time, though, it’s like he becomes addicted to your hugs and cuddles. He genuinely craves it, especially after such a long day, and he gets pouty if you don’t shower him with your love immediately when he returns. Zanka will never admit that out loud, though, and will mope around until you finally realize something is wrong.
“Zanka, is something bothering you?” You question. He had been short with you ever since Team Akuta returned, giving you somewhat of the cold shoulder, which left you confused and, albeit, a bit irritated, as you don’t know what you did wrong.
“No,” Zanka dismisses, barely even sparing you so much as a glance, which made you know that he was lying. “Just a bit tired. Don’t worry about it.”
He turns his attention back to polishing his Lovely Assistaff, and the conversation ends there. You frown, the slightest bit of annoyance ticking your jaw. Sighing, you stand to leave.
“Fine, be like that,” you huff.
Zanka says nothing. But he can’t ignore the ache and longing feeling in his chest that constricts tighter when he hears you walk away. He knows he was being an idiot, and fighting with you over something so stupidly small and insignificant was childish. Plus, the last thing he truly wanted was to put a strain on your relationship when the issue could simply be resolved if he communicated his needs better.
Sighing, Zanka puts Lovely Assistaff down and turns to call for you when suddenly, a weight drops against his backside. Your arms wrap around him tightly.
“W-What are you doing?” Zanka asks, turning his head away to keep you from seeing the red spreading across his cheeks.
“Charging you,” you muffle against his back.
“Charging me?”
“Hm. You said you were tired. So I’m gonna hug you until your battery is restored.” The way you said it so casually yet so seriously made Zanka crack a smile. Then, he laughed. You look up at him, that stupidly cute smile of yours making him forget all reason. “Is it working?” You ask.
“Yeah.” Zanka turns and wraps his arms around you. “It’s working.”
gris rubion
Gris is the type to put you first even when he’s tired.
There have been multiple times when he’s carried you from the car because you’ve fallen asleep, or helped you to bed when you dozed off on the couch. He’s always doting on you. And Gris does it merely because he likes to take care of you.
“You doing alright, sweetheart?” Gris asks, tracing a hand down the back of your bare shoulder. He shifts slightly to adjust you in his lap, the water sloshing around you. After a long day of work, which left you grimy and feeling dirty, Gris offered to run you a warm bath. You asked him to join you, and now here you both were, basking in each other’s company.
“Mhm. Never better,” you sigh, leaning into his sturdy chest. Gris continues to trace his hands up and down your body, gently caressing your shoulders, your waist, and your hips, before giving your ass a playful squeeze. “Gris,” you warn, a playful smile tugs across your face.
“Sorry. Sorry,” he laughs. He wraps his arms tighter across your waist, and you relax into his embrace. Even though he was so tall that his knees bent uncomfortably in the small tub, Gris didn’t complain. Just having you this close to him was enough.
Taking the washcloth, Gris lathers it with soap. He rubs gentle circles on your back before moving down your arms, covering them with sudsy bubbles. His touch is so comforting and protective in a sense. Soft, sensual, yet intimate. It begins to lull you off to sleep. Gris chuckles as you nod forward, and he has to steady you to keep you from falling face-first into the tub.
“You’re not falling asleep on me, are you?”
“Hm? No. I’m awake,” you say, though it is a blatant lie. You shiver slightly when he squeezes the washcloth, ringing out the lukewarm water down your back to rinse the soap off. Gris presses a kiss on the back of your bare shoulder. He reaches past you to pull the plug from the tub. The water begins to swirl down the drain.
“Time for bed, sleepyhead,” Gris says. A soft smile adorns his face as he grabs the fluffy towel to wrap around you. “Come on. I got you.”
jabber wonger
Jabber is insanely clingy and doesn't understand the concept of personal space.
He constantly demands your attention, and 100 percent of it at that. You could be trying to work on some papers for the boss, and he'll take them out of your hand while throwing himself across your lap. Or if you act like you're going to lie down without him, here comes Jabber, doing whatever he can to prevent you from relaxing. At times, you think he does it on purpose. You never get to know a moment's peace with him around.
"Babe~" Jabber whines. He hangs over the couch you're lying on, poking at your cheek. "Babe, don't ignore me. Hey!"
You sigh, a headache throbs at the base of your temple. You swat his hand and bring the book you're trying to read closer to your face. "Jabber, I have the day off for once. Can you please let me read my book?
"But I think the new poison I made was actually a sedative, and now I'm about to pass out."
"Wait...What?!"
Your boyfriend grins, and then his eyes are rolling back. His body goes slack, which has him sliding off the couch. You jump to try to grab him, but you're a second too slow and can't stop him from hitting the floor. "Jabber! What the hell!? Goddammit."
Jabber giggles deliriously as you shake him. Whatever he drugged himself with causes his muscles to spasm, and his eyes appear glassy, unfocused. His head then lolls back limply, and he's out like a light.
"Idiot," you huff. "Couldn't you have given me more of a heads-up? What even is the antidote?" Of course, he doesn't respond, so now you have to figure out how to take him back to his room. Hooking your arms under his armpits, you strain as you drag him down the hall, but he's so tall and heavy that it's difficult to keep a decent hold on him.
Jabber is dead weight when you manage to finally heave him onto his bed. You're irritated and beyond exhausted by this point. You collapse beside him, ready to pass out yourself. But seeing Jabber's sleeping face, relaxed and oddly calm, you can't help but appreciate how handsome he is up close.
"You're such an idiot," you sigh. You run your thumb across his cheek, and your expression softens. "Why do you go to such extremes to get my attention?"
