[she squeaks when she bounce-hits the bed, and then laughs, stretching out indulgently. once he's settled, she rolls over to tangle up with him, mindful of her horns. leg hooked between his, face tucked against his hair, arm draped around him in return.]
Good. Stay with me. [she hums, tracing her fingers up and down his arm. he can't feel tired he's a robot but she's exuding sleepy cat waves at him, like this is going to change anything.]
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Good. Stay with me. [she hums, tracing her fingers up and down his arm. he can't feel tired he's a robot but she's exuding sleepy cat waves at him, like this is going to change anything.]