“Hold still, cub. You're almost clean.” Battle Beast snarled, keeping you pinned to the nest of furs that composed your shared bed as he licked your face.
You continued squirming as you pushed at his face and kicked at his stomach. It didn't do anything but get drool on your hands and make him chuckle. You yelled and scratched but it did nothing. You hated him. He found you while you were traveling on a freighter and simply seemed to decide that you were his baby. He adored you. You were the cutest thing that he had ever seen and he regularly told you so. He hummed in contentment as he looked you over. He had licked your face clean, just like he always did when he came back to the strange house that he kept you in. He had come back from a hunt and seemed particularly pleased with the massive animal that he had taken down.
“So feisty! You take after your Pa, little one. You will be a mighty warrior like me one day. You must grow big and strong first though. Now, it's time for you to eat, cub.” He growled warmly as he began tearing bite sized chunks of meat off of the leg of the bovine looking alien that he dragged into the main sleeping area.
“No! That's disgusting!” You exclaimed as you pushed his paws away, trying to keep the raw, bloody alien meat away from your mouth.
That didn't stop him from still feeding it to you. He didn't mind when you were being difficult. He found it endearing. You were absolutely precious to him and your aggression towards him was proof to him that you had a warrior's spirit. You begrudgingly ate, glaring at him the whole time. Once you had eaten a satisfactory amount, the Dornian leaned in and began licking the blood off of your face again like an Earth lion with his most favored cub. You, of course, retaliated.
“Stop it! I don't like being licked!” You practically squealed, smacking at his face as you tried your best to get him to stop.
“It's for your own good, cub. You need to be clean to grow up healthy.” He hummed as he nuzzled against you for a moment.
“I'm an adult!” You all but screeched in indignantion.
He laughed again, this time much more heartily, and continued licking your face.
“No, you're a cub. Don't be silly, little one. You'd be much bigger if you were an adult.” He rumbled affectionately.
