MORE PUPPY BOY GOROU AND MY LIFE IS YOURS
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you can tell when gorou needs you, even if he doesn’t want to admit it to himself. he inches himself marginally closer to you. waits for you to notice. waits for you to point it out.
“you’ve gotten closer.” it wasn’t a question, never was.
“i jus’ wanna be close to you.” he murmurs, a hint of embarrassment he tries desperately to hide in his voice.
“you don’t have to act so worried about it. just come closer,” you tell him. you’ve told him this every time.
and still, every time, his eyes light up like you’ve given him permission to do something you haven’t done before.
it’s unspoken, the things you’ll allow him to do. he knows this. so when he leans closer, eyes flickering down to your lips for a split-second, you know what he wants.
you cup the back of his neck and kiss him softly, and even that alone causes him to groan against your mouth. causes his ears to twitch, tail to flick. his lips part in a whimper, breath catching in his throat.
“poor baby,” you murmur once you pull away. “just needed some attention, yeah? i can give you some attention.”
it’s a promise. one you plan wholeheartedly on keeping. it makes him giddy.
he doesn’t respond, just silently begs for another kiss. this one is more desperate. teeth clashing, breath being stolen. it’s messy, heated.
he follows your moves, chases after you like you’re his lifeline. he craves you.
you love it. and some part of him doesn’t want to admit it, but he does too.
