[ Through the embarrassment and unfortunately the uncontrollable excitement, Nanami can't help feeling a small rush of pleasure when Wriothesley compliments him. His tail wags harder, betraying him as he tries to look seriously at the boxer. He wants to appear stern, maybe distance himself a little to protect his new guest, but his damn dog instincts soak up every syllable of praise and have his ears perked forward eagerly, anxious to offer more helpful acts to please what they have decided is his mate. Even his human brain can't fight off those urges. He scratches the top of Wriothesley's scalp, something melting in him as he watches the lashes lower over his partner's eyes. He needs this. Somehow, if he can keep him, Nanami will fight everyone to keep this person near him. ]
You think I can't handle a stray? You were the one that followed a beast into his own den.
[ And that hadn't been so bad, had it? A calloused thumb brushes over Wriothesley's temple, fond and gentle as Nanami admires the boxer's rough features. He'd half lost himself in the wild pleasure of claiming this man thoroughly in bed, but there's something about the softer affection they can have here that satisfies another side of his canine brain. He can't help the way his heart skips a little at having the boxer seek his touch. Feeling the pleasure of being needed for company and affection. ]
I-I've already thought about it.
[ Why does such an innocent gesture feel so good? He tries to grumble, even though he's already leaning in to kiss Wriothesley's forehead. ]
If you agree to stay, it doesn't have to be permanently. I just thought... for a little while, it might be comfortable to have somewhere to stay. I promise to behave.
[ Wriothesley might not mind being used that much by a beastman, but Nanami has rarely let himself be so ruled by pure instinct. He's still fighting with his own urge to want to fuck the boxer enough that he can tear apart the bed, which Nanami knows he'll regret. That's his bed! Still, he can't say he doesn't want it. ]
And no matter what you say, you look harmless to me right now.
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You think I can't handle a stray? You were the one that followed a beast into his own den.
[ And that hadn't been so bad, had it? A calloused thumb brushes over Wriothesley's temple, fond and gentle as Nanami admires the boxer's rough features. He'd half lost himself in the wild pleasure of claiming this man thoroughly in bed, but there's something about the softer affection they can have here that satisfies another side of his canine brain. He can't help the way his heart skips a little at having the boxer seek his touch. Feeling the pleasure of being needed for company and affection. ]
I-I've already thought about it.
[ Why does such an innocent gesture feel so good? He tries to grumble, even though he's already leaning in to kiss Wriothesley's forehead. ]
If you agree to stay, it doesn't have to be permanently. I just thought... for a little while, it might be comfortable to have somewhere to stay. I promise to behave.
[ Wriothesley might not mind being used that much by a beastman, but Nanami has rarely let himself be so ruled by pure instinct. He's still fighting with his own urge to want to fuck the boxer enough that he can tear apart the bed, which Nanami knows he'll regret. That's his bed! Still, he can't say he doesn't want it. ]
And no matter what you say, you look harmless to me right now.