I read your courtship headcanons and they were adorable and it left me wondering something. How do you think our favorite monkey demons would react to the reader petting their fur or tail during their courting attempts?
Petting your monkey?
I’m glad you enjoyed it! I was actually really excited to write this once I got home.
Didn’t think the courting post would receive so much positivity. I’ve been asked to make a Wukong one as well and that’s gonna be fun to do lmao.
Anyways, sure!
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Sun Wukong
♡- During his courting attempts, any touches by you are welcomed. He sees it as an invitation to bring you closer and believes you understand what he’s been trying to do in the first place. Winning you over!
♡- But when you weave your fingers through his mane after a long day? It takes him a minute to recognize the all too familiar feeling.
♡- And with his golden eyes glued to yours, boy does he instantly become a mess. The simian doesn’t even care where the two of you are. Standing in the middle of your living room, sitting and watching the sunset on a cliffside— you both are down for the count within mere moments.
♡- He’s always been super comfortable with you, but you wouldn’t even consider it that. He’s really just laying on top of you as if you were a portable bed while you continue to stroke his fur.
♡- Similar to how cats view petting as your own way of grooming them, he sees it similarly. Wukong will literally tell you which spots to rub or scratch, all the meanwhile purring like a literal lawnmower. Dude is 100% shameless about it and I stand by that.
“Hey, peaches. Behind the ears please?”
“Ahh.. that’s the spot.”
♡- His tail would be comfortably swaying side by side as you take the time to grace him with your gentle touch.
♡- It isn’t until you gently glide over his tail do you feel him shudder from on top of you. You swore he sucked in a harsh breathe before he attempts to melt back into your touch.
♡- When you decide go over it a second time out of pure curiosity, he audibly let a low whine escape him before grabbing your wrist with the extra limb. As if doing so could have had you distracted from his little slip up.
♡- When he pulls away just enough for you to see his face, the expression you view speaks wonders. His gaze was not on you for the first time since you initially met up, red lightly dusting his cheeks.
“Oh? What’s up with th—“
You couldn’t finish your sentence before Wukong interrupted you, as if he rushed to prevent your potential tease.
“It’s sensitive.”
“Sensitive?”
“Yeah, sensitive.”
“Does it hurt?” You asked.
He shook his head lightly in response before finally turning to face you. The monkey king held a sheepish grin.
“No— but. Don’t you still want to wait a bit more?”
You could only give a confused look as he slowly made himself comfortable over you once again, acting as if the question hadn’t even existed.
The tail had unwrapped around your wrist after he placed it above his head. You took that as a sign to resume the petting.
You could faintly hear him mumbling something, the rumble in his chest finally resurfacing.
“Never mind.”
♡- It’s not necessarily a bad thing, not at all! Subtle overstimulation, but melts into something sweeter after a bit. It just— made him feeling a bit too pleasant with you for that moment.
♡- The two of you spent the rest of the session with small talk and light banter.
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The Six-Eared Macaque
♡- Similar to Wukong, any touches by you any time are calmly welcomed with open arms during his courting attempts. He grants you and only you that special privilege, and has since the two of you became so close.
♡- That doesn’t mean touch isn’t still foreign to him. I mean, Macaque truly doesn’t remember just how long it’s been since he’s ever really warmed up to someone’s affections since— well. You know.
♡- So you stroking his mane oh so out of the blue? He flinches back a bit out of slight surprise.
♡- Although you’ve never really nagged him to explain his inner turmoil— it was rather a sense of patience. Waiting for him to tell you himself, by his own means and nothing but. He appreciated it.
♡- He stares at your hand for a minute before turning back to you. And then leans into your touch, your palm finally making contact with his cheek. Those amber eyes of his were locked onto yours.
♡- It’s a much gentler shift in positions which results in the demon now curled by your side, an arm draped over you as you begin to comb through the fur on his head.
♡- You figured out yourself the specific spots he liked through the slight contortion of his facial features. Or a trailing hum would leave him whenever you rubbed against a specific spot, nudging himself further into your touch.
You finally made your way under his chin, ever so gently scratching the edge of his jaw. All willpower left the six eared demon as a soft purr reverberated through his chest and against you.
“Mmm…I needed this.”
“I know.”
♡- Macaque’s tail would be wrapped around you the entire time, most likely on your thigh. You quickly learned a gentle squeeze meant for you to move to a different spot.
♡- When you finally decide to explore a bit and make your way to the base of his tail, you’re barely able to feel the brush of fur against your fingers before the hand which was once over you gripped your wrist in a gentle manner.
He spoke in a hushed, sultry voice.
“Nuh uh uh. I don’t think you’d wanna try that just yet, plum.”
The face which was buried in the crook of your neck refused to move, but soon after his hold on your wrist had vanished as quick as it came.
The demon would’ve pulled away to look at you, but worried that the red marking along his face wouldn’t have been enough to cover his fluster.
“What?”
“Back to business.”
A clawed finger pointed to his head.
He sighed in relief as the motions resurfaced.
♡- The two of you were stuck there for hours.
