No More Fuzz Balls. Sorry Aggie, Shiro Is Putting His Foot Down. We Gotta Enough Of Em Back At The House.

“No more fuzz balls.” Sorry Aggie, Shiro is putting his foot down. “We gotta enough of ‘em back at the house.” Stay strong, Shiro. Resist your adorable girlfriend’s pouting.

" but— but surely you can s-see she needs a good home, right? a-and f-food, water, and love? " she's pouting up at him even more now, beginning to hold the feline close to her body. " y-you wouldn't want this poor baby to struggle, right? " sure, the cat seems to have taken care of herself just fine up until now, but still. it's clear to agatha that some care and love would certainly benefit her.

she bats her lashes at shiro, making puppy dog eyes at him. " please, pretty please, my love? "

❛  if we were alone right now, what would you do to me?  ❜ (Matteo, for Aggie! Sorry he’s being so mean 😭)

his question makes her breath hitch in her throat, her gaze flickering up to his after the words leave his mouth. she feels heat rise to her features and she swallows, her heart fluttering against her ribs. " i— i-i don't know, father. " she whispers and it's a lie. agatha knows what she would do, she's seen it in her dreams, she's seen it in her mind when it wanders. she always assumed that was all where it would stay: in her mind. it's for her eyes only, after all. there... there's no way she has any chance of anything with father matteo. nothing outside of friendship, at least. agatha would be fine with that if she didn't have feelings for him, and if not for the things he has said, the glances cast in her direction, she would've assumed he saw her only as a friend, too.

the faerie glances away, fidgeting, picking at a loose thread dangling from the strap of her denim bag. " i—... " she swallows again and dares to look back up at father matteo. " i-i would reach up a-and grab a fistful of your shirt and i— i-i'd p-pull you down and kiss you. m-my other hand w-would come up and cup your jaw as i p-pulled you closer s-s-so o-our bodies are touching, then i-i'd take your hand and— a-and i'd guide it to w-where i wanted you to t-touch me. i-i'd ask you to sit and i'd climb onto your lap, a-and... " agatha may seem innocent, but her thoughts regarding him are the complete opposite. with how close he is, can he hear how much and how hard her heart pounds against her ribs. can he feel the heat radiating off of her body? " ...and i'm n-not s-sure i can continue, father. "

"Hey--" It's spoken quickly, just a way for the demon to get Aggie's attention so he can lean down and kiss the corner of her mouth. "You're very cute~"

" hm? " agatha's gaze lifts from her phone and she tilts her head upward, giving him her attention. with the sudden kiss to the corner of her mouth, her expression changes from one of curiosity to one of embarrassment. her freckles stand out more as her cheeks flush hotly, her blush spreading up to her pointed ears. her heart pounds rapidly against her ribs.

" j-james! y-you— you c-can't say or g-go and do a thing l-like that!! " the faerie protests, hiding her face in her hands.

logging on to say i've given soryn a last name finally. it's marwood. okay bye, i'm going back to the sims

i will get to the other asks tomorrow! don't hesitate to send more if you'd like to! <3

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