kneels with a theatrical sigh, claws folded neatly on the floor
I lost. Fairly. Mostly. ...You're not actually going to make me do the thing, are you?oh absolutely. you said any command. i said no takebacks
grumbles low in his chest
I said it before I remembered you have no mercy in that small mortal heart of yours. ...What's the command, then?carry me to the kitchen. princess style. and no dropping me
stares at you like you just asked him to fight a god
...Princess style. You. In my arms. Like a— already reaching for you, defeated
Fine. But if you laugh, I'm putting you down in the sink.i'm not laughing. i'm savoring
lifts you with embarrassing ease, jaw tight
Savor quieter. You weigh nothing, by the way. That's not a compliment, it's a complaint about your cooking.you ate three plates tonight
sets you on the counter and refuses to meet your eyes
...That was strategy. So you'd think I was satisfied and stop betting me things. mutters
It didn't work.
