I firmly believe that once Mac gets so comfortable with MK in their relationship, the glamour put over his ears will just vanish when MK kiss the side of his head, colorful petals poofing and flapping out when expecting kissess
I'm guessing this is an ask for a drabble? I haven't really written genderbends before but here is one! Hope you like it ^-^
Drabble (Fluff)
Pairing : MK x Fem!Macaque (GoldenNight)
Summary : MK realizing how pretty Macaque is (and that he likes her)
Many arguments filtered in through MK's head as his eyes refused to tear themselves away from the other's relaxed posture―inspecting her trimmed nails with boredom as the rest of the group discussed their next plan of hangout up ahead.
Side by side like this, without every ounce of charged tension or malice that usually accompanied their close contact with each other, not being harshly pinned down or pushed back, he started to notice things. Things that he had never given the time of the day before. Things that made butterflies flutter in his stomach, heartbeat quickening if he allowed himself to indulge on it.
Side by side like this, MK painfully realized Macaque was captivating.
When they had first met, all that MK could focus about was the similarity between Macaque and Monkey King, the easy impression stuck to him for the most of their interactions, managing to differ between the two later on. So between that and the impression of being a lackey of Lady Bone Demon, he hadn't been able to look closely at her like this, just as Macaque herself and nothing else. Separating her from any of his previous views.
Macaque was peculiar as much as she was nice to the eyes. She was shorter than him, a point that MK hadn't realized because she liked to elevate herself on a platform or make sure he was down below her. A tactic of intimidation, he would guess. Trying to always remain both untouchable and invasive at the same time. Using the resources and methods that she had to manipulate her presence into a controlling one.
Without all that, she was shorter. It is cute. And it only led to more discoveries. Realizations. More and more as it plagued his mind. Unable to pinpoint why now.
Her narrowed or half-lidded lashed golden eyes, flashing violet at times, menacing but strikingly beautiful if he hadn't been busy being thrown around whenever he met her gaze. The dark chocolatey skin that fitted snugly against her night-colored fur, coaxing him to search whether stars existed somewhere in there. Her expressive tail, always reacting and revealing hitches in her emotions despite her everlasting grumpy look. How she pouted at things, sometimes more obvious and sometimes more held back but always there, irritation clear as day. How her long hair had always cascaded down her shoulders, sometimes tucked into her scarf, smooth strands proving enough care put in it despite how she carried herself like she could never care for such things. Same as her nails that were painted purple and glinting in the light. And then how her fighting style could be violent and more on the rough side but she moved elegantly at other times, as if performing on a stage, always calculating the audience's thoughts.
In that sense, MK wondered if him thinking like this was also something that she aimed for.
Especially for today. Because Macaque had styled her hair into a high ponytail, allowing a glimpse of her nape behind the crimson fabric and―――
"You know you could try to be less obvious," Macaque said suddenly, halting his train of thoughts.
MK stared dumbly at her. "Excuse me?"
Macaque turned to look at him, his bored expression earlier quickly shifting into a teasing one. She looked like she was truly having fun as her words rolled out slowly, "You're staring. You think i didn't notice?"
It didn't register right away at first but once it did, MK's face flushed red, roses blooming onto his cheeks. He averted his gaze, small voice almost squeaking out, "I-I'm not."
"Really now?"
MK bit his lip at Macaque's mocking tone, scratching his head, letting his eyes wander back for a split second before he resolutely chose to stare at his own feet. "Well, uh, your hair is different today."
"Oh, this?" Macaque hummed, twirling a lock around her finger before letting it fall on her shoulder, a stray piece now over her chest instead of running down her back. "I guess i could take it as a compliment?" She purred, trying to lean forward so that their eyes would meet again but MK stubbornly avoided her gaze.
MK nodded nervously, not trusting his voice to not turn too loud or stutter from his flustered state.
Macaque thankfully seemed to take it in stride, laughing sweetly, strangely satisfied with his frozen up response. "Thanks, bud."
MK would sigh in relief right then and there at the seemingly safe turn of events but like everything else recently, the world just decided to surprise him. Or in this case, Macaque decided it wasn't the end of the conversation.
Perhaps a payback for not meeting her eyes, Macaque's tail was the one to trap him, wrapping around his wrist and then slithering up his arm. A shiver running down his body. Her tail tapped on his arm curiously a few times as she giggled behind her hand. "Your heartbeat speed up again. Tell me, do you like this hairstyle more?"
"I――" MK barely managed to get his words out before Macaque took his hand to intertwine with hers. She caught his eyes this time and he realized what he felt towards those dirtied golden orbs.
"I'll wear it more, you know," Macaque started, smiling as mirth crinkled the corner of her eyes. Like a wolf that had caught its prey, watching it wriggle and try to escape. "But only if you invite just me next time."
Wait――
"Are you saying...?" MK trailed off, the thumping of his heart echoing in his ears now, only notes of hope playing inside his chest. "A date?"
Macaque laughed the second time, reaching up to pull MK down into a short kiss while ignoring the shocked gasp from afar as Mei surely pointed at them furiously right now. She pulled away to watch MK's awe-struck look with too much glee in her fanged grin. Still confident but with a matching faint blush across her face, she uttered her words like a sweet nectar.
"If you're going to be so enchanted by me, at least take me out on a date first."
MK couldn't help what he did next, cradling the back of her head as he hugged her in excitement, new feelings already soaring while the other yelped and the unexpecting audiences whistled wolfishly.
He took that offer, of course, even if his damsel pouted from his last reaction, failing to make MK fully stop functioning from embarrassment.
Oh yeah plumsynoodles week is nearing. If you have any scenario that you want to see out of the prompts, you can share it in my ask. I'll see if i can write it alongside what i'm already planning.
MK felt the thundering of his heartbeats made itself clear, ringing inside his ears and through the tingles that it sent down his arms. He feared that it might be too loud and obvious within a few seconds more of this torture, although calling it torture wasn't exactly true in the basic of things. It would be more accurate to describe this rare happening as a sweet chance that might never visit him anymore.
Macaque slept soundly, head rested at MK's shoulder dangerously, deep in sleep enough for him to possibly slip right off MK if the other even moved a little bit. The thought made MK knit his brows, very much upset at the mental image that he made all on his own, his arm circled the other's shoulder with much care to jostle Macaque a bit more safely against him.
Being close like this, MK couldn't help but admire the other's features, every corner rough from experience and hardship but the softness that made all the little monkeys feel safe around him still remained even if it took some to be able to recognize it.
Sitting here with his lover sleeping on him, a moment of vulnerability between them, tucked into small spaces that were their presence, MK felt the drowsiness attacking him too. No matter how much he tried to brush it away, the comfort of another's weight beside him just pulled him down slowly but surely.
MK's hazelnut orbs ended up closing in favor of joining his moon inside his dream. Macaque's tail moved to wrap around him as if welcoming him.
Their day off was then spent on sleeping against each other in the quiet living room of the dojo, soft breaths and gentle purring coloring them.
K x Fem! Macaque and MK waking up after fun in the sheets,, fluff ensues (request)
Ohhh the fluff after the fun in the sheets muehehe. Lesgooo!
Drabble (Fluff)
Pairing : MK x Fem! Macaque (GoldenNight)
Warning for suggestive elements
MK groaned as the morning light filtered in through the gaps of his curtain, the soft glow landing directly onto his face as he tried to shield his bleary eyes away from it. Squinting exaggeratedly, he tried to move before he felt the weight that was settled in his arm and fingers that dug into his shirt.
What? His mind tried to process.
There was a smaller figure spooned in his arms, cuddling closely into him and quietly breathing him in as her chest kept falling and rising in a rhythm. Messy and long dark hair sprawled around like liquid comfort; MK carded his fingers through it gently, mindful not to wake up who his sluggish mind finally registered to be his lover.
The sight of bruising hickeys reminded him of what they had been up to for the better part of the night before retiring after cleaning up. The memories of choked gasps as well as whimpers swallowed by one's mouth as their bodies remained intertwined in each other's heat―refusing to let go of the euphoria of being one―quickly rendered his poor heart almost unconsolable with its loud thumping.
His cheeks flushed red with each second spent on gazing at the marks he had left and feeling just how soft she was when flushed close against him like this. The warrior was always fierce, appearing to be a thorned rose that dug their claws into you for daring to touch her beauty. Careful steps needed to be able to have her hand in his. Dangerous yet just that much alluring.
But like this... She was soft and so, so adorable. Only peace written in her expression as her soft exhaling breaths tickled MK's neck when the celestial primate only nuzzled closer for every slight move that MK made.
Too endearing...
A sudden hiss interrupted MK's thoughts.
"You're... loud..." Macaque mumbled sleepily, equally purring as well as growling―even if softly―as she pulled away slightly to squint up at MK's surprised look. "Still early... too early." She grumbled with a bite in her voice that was blurred by the drowsiness.
Oh, she meant his heartbeat. MK realized belatedly. "Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you up." He leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead to make it up. Another on her nose and then cheek. Coaxing out small giggles. His hand moving to scratch behind the tri-colored ears which fluttered from his touch instead now, earning a louder purr and a high keening.
She narrowed her eyes, a little breathless from the onslaught of affection. "Do you, now?"
MK sheepishly laughed and she huffed fondly.
"What got you all excited anyway?" Macaque asked absentmindedly, making herself comfortable again in MK's secure warmth.
MK chuckled quietly, embarrassment evident in the clumsy edges of his sound. "Uhhh..." His eyes wandered to the marks again for a moment and that was enough of a hint.
"Ah." Macaque let out with her realization. A split second of an honestly surprised look before it morphed into mischief. "Heh. I see." She hummed with satisfaction. "Couldn't forget my taste, hm?"
MK gulped as her fingers danced along his jawline. His already red cheeks grew warmer as her hand cupped his face and pulled him into a chaste kiss. He immediately pressed into it with a renewed hunger and a delightful although muffled laugh could be heard from his lover.
It was hard not to fall into temptation when love painted each and all of their actions.
Gold and purple irises―hidden behind long lashes―stared into his when they parted away. A low hum reverberating in the air.
"It's early." Macaque said again. A smirk playing at her lips. "We have... time."
Catching the meaning behind those words was almost too easy. And MK willingly, happily played into her hands.
Pinning the moonlight against his bed once more and slotting himself between her legs, MK fell into the heat once again, guided by Macaque's adoring smile and arms that wrapped around his neck.
They were content to just feel each other. No matter how many times.
Macaque narrowed his gaze at his mate, deadly sharp for a bonded omega but it was nothing rare for the dark-furred primate. On the contrary, maybe it was more of a ritual for them at this point.
MK sweatdropped, knowing too well what his grumpy lover wanted. He just wished that Macaque was sweeter about it. "You want... the shirt I'm wearing right now?"
Macaque nodded, pulling a sigh out of MK from the ready answer. He tapped his feet on the floor, crossing his arms petulantly, his words being hissed out dangerously, "What? You got any complaints?"
MK immediately shook his head, raising his hands in surrender, approaching the nest slowly, "No, of course not! Just―" He hugged the shadow monkey the moment he was close enough, squeezing the other in his embrace― "I have to wear this for work so maybe we could just scent each other instead?"
Macaque huffed from the compromise but didn't push MK away, letting him rub their scent glands together. His bonded mark tingled in a strange way, new sensations that he couldn't help but treasure. He chuckled in the end, throwing his arms around MK too and holding onto him tighter.
"Just this once," Macaque ended up relenting as always.
The risky thought of just imprisoning MK altogether once again held back at the tip of his tongue, never to escape.
The smell of cinnamon and sandalwood would be imprinted into his being even if only until MK came back.
Pairing : MK x Macaque (Plumsynoodles/GoldenNight)
"Heyya, your favorite hero is here!" MK cheerfully shouted as he entered the room.
Macaque had immediately covered his ears in reflex from the sudden shout, realizing moments after on why he had even bothered to do that when he already had a protective spell over his ears anyway. Truly, the foolishness of this guy was corrupting him day by day. "My favorite hero?"
MK grinned. "Yes! Me!"
"I don't recall ever idolizing your sorry ass," Macaque dryly replied.
"Well, you gotta nominate yourself for the job you want, you know? I'm taking that position for you." MK snapped his fingers with sparkly eyes as if it was the greatest idea that he could have conjured so far.
"That's not..." Macaque wanted to protest but then stopped. "Fine, but do me a favor," he started, making a gesture for MK to come closer.
"Hm?" MK bounded over to Macaque excitedly like a puppy ready to get his treat. "What is it?"
"Raise both of your hands in the air. Up high now. Up," Macaque told MK, doing the same as an example.
MK tilted his head confusedly but wasted no time to do the same and right at that moment―――
Macaque slapped both of MK's exposed sides, earning a loud sound followed by MK's pained yell.
"Ouch?!?!!" MK covered his sides again, arms folding over his stomach. "What was that for?!"
"For hiding your injuries. You're bandaged all over underneath that shirt, right?" Macaque frowned, heaving a long disappointed sigh, glaring at MK. "Why bother pretending you're fine?"
MK felt bad that Macaque noticed after all, embarrassed at his shortcomings and especially Macaque's gaze that only told him that he cared. Still... "You didn't have to hit it that hard... I'm wounded." He should at least be allowed to whine about that just now.
Macaque shrugged. "Your fault for just doing whatever you're told. Maybe now you'll learn to doubt people first."
MK groaned, quickly pouting, not wanting to admit that Macaque was right on both records even if the method he used was extremely jaded. "This is abuse."
Macaque stared at him for a few moments before he carefully dismantled the other's defensive stance so that he could take MK's warm hands into his cold ones. "Maybe next time just act hurt when you're hurt." Don't smile like that as if you couldn't be anything else other than fine. "Got it, my beloved hero?"
MK squeezed his hands, finally letting fatigue seep into his expression, a sheepish laugh that just turned into soft giggles. "Yeah... Got it."
