[Oh, Nanami. No matter how hard you try to look serious and stern, there's no way it can be taken seriously with the way the man's tail is practically turning into a propeller. It's damn cute to say the least. Wriothesley is charmed by it. The stoic figure that Nanami cuts, but the sweetness of their tail and ears that soften the blond's edges.

He sighs contently as he feels nails drag against his scalp. It's pleasant. He was used to the sting and ache of injuries or the carnal pleasures of sex. The gentle affections of a soft touch was foreign to him. Addicting.]

A beast huh? You're a little too cute to be considered a beast, I think.

[And it's bad to feed strays, Nanami. They'll keep coming back once you've fed them once.]

Hey. You know, if you want me to stay you should just say so instead of giving me reasons why I should feel like I want to stay. [A tilt of his head as he looks up to observe Nanami's face.] Is that what you want? For me to stay?

[The question is asked with curiosity obvious in its tone. It is strange, he thinks. Does Nanami want him to stay simply because they want his company that much? It is more than just sex? Why? He can't wrap his mind around the why.

Part of him is terrified of the why. There is something scary about the idea of honest affection to a man who doesn't know what it looks like. It was easier to accept that he was a body to warm someone's bed.]

Also, who says I want you to behave. Don't promise that because I might go out of my way to make you break it. [Wriothesley loves a challenge and oh is this definitely more of a challenge to him than anything else.]

Ouch though. I worked hard on this physique and to be worth it in the ring. I think I deserve a kiss for you bruising my ego.