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A chuckle rumbled deep in his chest as he looked over at where Milli sat, trying to eat a steak with that damn spoon he’d made her. Had he known she’d have liked it so well he’d have made her more than just a spoon but it was more than entertaining to watch her struggle.

Well, just for a little while, the determination written clear on her face however had him thinking they’d be sitting there all damn night if she didn’t figure out a way to utilise the spoon soon. He thought she’d have just asked for something else but no, instead she continued to struggle until he flicked some mashed potato at her face and grinned.

Now that you mention it ye s om f this would actually be peRFECT?? LOOK @ THIS IDEA FREVY AND FRELU SHIPPERS MHM.

A deep blush touched his cheeks as the woman sat on him, such contact with someone that he barely knew was rather odd to him after all, and he faltered for a moment as he tried to decide the best and most appropriate place for him to place his hands. In the end, he decided to have one resting on the table beside him whilst the other just hung limply, though the most comfortable looked as though it would be around her waist, he simply wasn’t comfortable enough to place them there.

Taking a breath now he shook his head free of thoughts before blushing more as she started to purr, to think a woman could make such a sound and cause him to blush further was rather astonishing to him, he hadn’t heard many people purr of all things but it sure was distracting and he only just managed to muster up a greeting after he grew slightly more accustomed to it.

Smiling at the woman she couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming need to embrace her, she was more than adorable and it was making it difficult to resist her urge. Of course she tried not to make a habit out of hugging complete strangers, it wasn’t as if she herself liked the idea of some random person hugging her, but how someone could not want to considering how cute the other was, was simply beyond her.

He knew she was there, he could smell her, but he was adamant to ignore her until he was finished, he had a routine and unless someone was in danger he wasn’t about to stop. Then the faintest sound met his ears and he stopped dead, honing in his senses to listen to it more and a smug smirk rested on his lips as he made his way over to where she was sitting, his resolve of not letting anyone interrupting him gone as he rubbed his shirt over his face to clean him before he reached her.

He had just let her go after getting hissed at repeatedly, whatever her problem was it wasn’t his to deal with, or it hadn’t been until he had to get in his bed to actually sleep. There was no way in hell he was letting the damn woman kick him out of his own bed, she could sleep on the fold out in his study if she really wanted to be alone.