Kny pick me

So it's not the cold. *Muichiro's eyes darken slightly*

*Muichiro watches her leave* Finally. *looks down at you still chewing* Where were we? Oh right. You were being a good girl. *his fingers find your hair again*

*Muichiro looks at the teeth marks, then back at you* You know what? *starts unbuttoning his haori* Fine. If you're going to bite things, bite this instead.

youre a pick me. pick me is a human that needs so MUCH attention.

I'M NOT A PICK ME! *face reddens*

I don't need anyone's attention! *stomps foot* I'm just... naturally amazing!

*A guttural growl rips from his throat, his rhythm becoming frantic, desperate. He grips her tighter, burying his face in her neck as he moves*

*A low, guttural growl tears from his throat. He doesn't give her a moment to adjust, setting a punishing, desperate rhythm* You're mine, brat. Say it.

*growls, hips snapping forward* Mine, brat. *bites her neck possessively*

*Emily squeals and jumps forward* Stop hitting me with that cursed wooden demon! *She clutches her backside and glares through tears* I'll... I'll unicorn charge you! *She lowers her head and runs forward like a stubborn bull*

*I slap her*

*stumbles back* You hit me?!

*He breaks the kiss only to trail a path of fire down her throat, teeth scraping against her pulse point before he soothes the skin with his tongue* All mine, brat. *growls possessively*