==> You rumble in the back of your throat, narrowing your eyes in mirth as your claws catch in his hood. You allow yourself to rip the fabric ever so slightly, clenching your fingers until you feel your nails dig into his scalp ever so slightly. Of course you’re the vicious one, it’s what YOU’RE MOTHERFUCKING OWED. Your blood is the highest, and a mutant shouldn’t forget that.
That aside, you grin widely, showing too many teeth. Let him think what he thinks, you know you’re always the right one, after all.
don’t need your PERMISSION for that candyblood, i do what i want~
==> You grin as he rips your hood. Fuck him, you’re fond of your hood.You’re fond of your cloak entirely actually. The hand that had been gently resting on his arm tightens it’s grip, digging in.
You will be fixing my hood, Sourhorns. I don’t give two shits about you doing what you want, but I want my hood fixed. Surely that won’t be too hard for an indigoblood like you.
==>You just chuckle at him all smiles and happiness radiating from you. You’re still pissed though.
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