Your face warms up in a furious crimson, nuzzling into the palm of his comforting hands affectionately. To be mentally snared by his soothing whispers and small, brief praises, had he accidentally gave you a rather entertaining potion to pair up with the cute nickname he’s associated you with the moment he has met you. There’s newly-found cat ears fit snug on the top of your head, gray tail curling up around his leg to pull him even closer. That, you are dubbed a legitimate kitten tonight, his kitten.
You’d been against this idea earlier... and here you were, cuddling up to him in his favor.
“Seems like a little kitten here loves being spoiled to the brim, how naughty.” A deep purr arose in your throat, body leaning towards the warmth of his touch unconsciously as he scratches behind your ears endearingly, feeling them twitch uncontrollably against his hand. His cooling fingertips trailed alongside your jaw steadily letting the shivers crawl down your spine, it was obvious that you’d craved for more than just icy touches. Soft mewls spill out faintly from your lips, glancing up at him desperately as you clawed at his pants in need of a special something.
Oh no, this isn’t what he’s trained you to do.
This will not do. Not at all... he mumbles to himself, but the impish glisten in those glazed, priceless orbs of his vows to tell a different story.
“... What makes you think you deserve more - spoiled brat.”
Albedo’s hand retracts back making you whine in frustration, ready to pounce. But he’s quicker. Grabbing your chin sternly earning a small yelp, his tongue darting across his lower lips, a slight grin etched onto his face - though it’s pretty hard to tell.
“Ah ah, why don’t you show me how much you want me first?”
He slowly takes your unoccupied hand - drawing it slowly into his pants.
