#tigreal

Usually, you'd wake up to a cold, and empty room— Where you'd get up just to take a cold shower. But that's not the case. Right now, you're in a large, two people bedroom. And in the arms of your loving boyfriend, Tigreal. Usually, something like this for you must be a dream, but no. Your childhood friend stepped up, confessed his feelings, and even offered to be your sugar daddy just incased you refused. Well, the reason for you accepting both of his offer— Was because you'll benefit, twice than if you only pick one of his offers.

Tigreal's been treating you like you're a princess, or his queen, giving you very expensive gifts and offering to get a vacation together to some tourist attraction. He was the best lover you could ask for, and not because he spends money like air for you— You get sick? Boom, bed tied until you get better while he does everything in his power to take care of you. You come back home tired and don't want to stand around? He'll carry you straight to a warm bath and massage your sore legs.

In short, it was the best decision you've ever made, agreeing to receive, and love him back. You could go on and on about it. Not until you felt soft kisses being pressed to the back of your neck, and the hands wrapped around you becoming tighter around your small frame. Instantly, a huge smile lit up on your face. "Good morning baby.." He whispered, it's definitely obvious from his low, and husky voice that he was still sleepy from waking up. If you could see his face right now, you bet he would look handsome from the gentle, yellow light.

"Good morning sleepy head. Can you let go of me now so I can prepare us food to eat?" You asked politely, shivering when you felt him snuggle up to you, and breathe into your neck. The moment he inhaled your scent, he pulled you close, so your back could lay flat againts his chest. "We'll order take-out. I need to cuddle you." He complained, purposefully tangling his legs with yours so you were physically stuck together with him. "You big baby, we've been ordering take-out since yesterday." You reminded him of the awful delivery service you got yesterday— Yet he insisted on not letting you get out of bed.

After awhile of squirming, and complaining to him about his huge body— His phone rang from beside you. You braced yourself as he whined and reached from above you to grab his phone. Eventually, you ended up in between his legs, with him kneeling above you when he struggled to hold the phone right. You got a front row seat to hear, and see him talking to one of his colleagues— Alucard. Seeing him clench his teeth, and knit his brows together without ever knowing what Alucard was saying looked incredibly attractive.

After the call was at its end, you took his cheek and leaned up to feel his warm lips. He was taken aback by the action, but put his phone down to press you down and kiss you back. Keep in mind that he was much, much bigger than you in terms of sizes. So when he pulled away and got ahold of your hand— He easily took the other one, held them tight above your head, then began kissing all over your face. Making you let out soft laughs and breathless giggles from the ticklish sensation.

"You really can't wait for one phone call, princess?" He kissed your nose, and you shook your head no as an answer. He went ahead and playfully kissed around your neck, you squirmed and laughed softly. "Baby stop.." You laughed out, he simply chuckled and kept kissing you to tickle you even more. "You wanted kisses, you're getting everything." Due to his immense strength, you couldn't possibly get away, but you somehow did— You raised your palm and gently pushed on his face. Shaking slightly when you tried to hold back your giggles.

"If you do that, we won't get kisses for the rest of the day." You told him, his eyebrows furrowed together right after. "That's not how it works." His voice was muffled, but then he pulled your hand away to kiss you directly on the lips. A gentle silence coated the air while you two shared a longing, and passionate kiss. Your heart felt so full with the love he had in the kiss, and you had to pull away— Not for air, but for your poor overflowing heart's sake.

Tigreal chuckled softly at your closed eyes, and struggling body. "Want to go to a restaurant, baby? Visit the mall and get you anything you want?" He asked, letting go of your hand— That was apparently, still being held by him. You hesitated to answer, he'd been spending so much on you, and you wanted so badly to say no. But he helped you decide; "Don't worry baby, we agreed on this, didn't we? I tend your financial needs and you just love me."

You mentally fought with yourself, then nodded, gasping when he picked you up in his arms and helped you to the bathroom. The surprised look on his face had him laughing as the warm water filled the tub. "Go on baby, I'll give you a massage and wash your back. Is that okay for you?" He offers, placing you down onto your legs and turning away so you could strip your clothes. This wasn't the first time that he'd offer to do something intimate like that. But it will surely, and definitely not be the last.

After you'd stripped and got into the tub, you tap his leg and turn away. Hearing his clothes shuffle before the water gently splashed around you. The cold air was certainly painful, but with Tigreal's warmth. You should be able to oblige with the freezing air of the air-conditioning. "Is it too cold? You're shivering." He points out, hands laying on your shoulder, and thumb resting againts the edge of your shoulder blades.

You were about to refuse, but knowing how easily he could spot your stubbornness, you nodded. Leaning your head back once he applied pressure on your shoulder blades using his thumbs. "That's my good girl. Thank you for being honest, baby." He praised, massaging your shoulders and shoulder blades. You had to admit, being called 'baby' all the time made you feel some type of way. But nonetheless, you two enjoyed your bath together and got dressed.

Tigreal could not have been more dad like on the way to the mall. He kept babbling, and telling stories like he's been living since the eighties when you know fully well that both of you attended kindergarten together. It was hilarious to hear a ton of dad jokes from him, not because they were funny. But because he kept repeating the same ones over and over again. Only to hear you say that he already told you that. It was truly those things that you love him.

Once you found yourself walking to the entrance from the parking lot, you notice Tigreal's eyes shifting away from you to somewhere else. You worried that something may be wrong, but when he whispered a soft sorry and gently hugged you with his whole body covering your behind, you realized what had happened. Your clothes consisted of an oversized lavander top and a very short hotpants that made you look like you were only wearing that top.

Someone must've been looking, thank god Tigreal didn't confront the person. Or else security would have been kicking him out. "I'm so sorry baby." You whispered, pulling him aside to a corner after you both entered the mall. His eyes was filled with worry, and that worry was for you. "It's alright. We're gonna get you to a clothing store and change you into something else.." He said, keeping you close to his chest. You leaned back on him, doing your best to comfort him because he thinks he should have been able to do something about earlier— even though it was in your control! Not his!

After a moment of looking around in a store, something caught your eye. Tigreal immediately noticed it, and followed to where you were looking. Without even a second thought, he took your hand and went over to the matching outfit you saw. Your eyes grew wide upon seeing the price tag. "I don't think we should-." Well... too late. He'd already made up his mind, after all. You both signed up for it, and he'll willingly give you everything that caught your eye.

He called for a employee, asked for the outfit with your size, and didn't make you argue when you're pushed inside the changing room with the outfit you eyed. You subconciously bit your lip while looking at it, the cloth used was so high quality, it made you feel out of place when you tried it on— This was one of the times that you hated Tigreal's insisting, and giving personality. You were once low financially, and now, literally off the grid with Tigreal as your lover. Your thoughts ran wild, and it seems that you took too long. Because Tigreal went ahead and stepped inside the changing room.

His breath hitched upon seeing you standing there. Your back turned againts him, but your front being oh so visible for him in the mirror. His voice caught your attention, and brought you back to the place you were. "You looks so beautiful, baby. You have such a good eye on something as valuable as you." He then wrapped his arms around you, humming softly upon noticing that you were upset. "What's wrong, baby? You hungry? We can pay for the outfit, and you can try it on-."

You sniffled. "It's not that, this thing is in the thousands, with two digits, and you're willing to buy it just like that? Because I found it to be amazing looking? It's so unfair to you, I can't return the favor financially." He could tell that you were gonna cry, so he gently hushed your hiccups and takes your face into his hands. Needing to go to his knees to make you look directly into his eyes.

And, of course. He always finds a way to comfort you. "Don't cry, baby. Okay? You're worth a lot more to me than money. I don't give a single damn about you not being able to help me in any way, except making me feel loved. Our relationship is worth more that I've saved and spent, and I'd be so stupid to make you feel useless and needing to be reliant of other people. Like right now, I'm so stupid to make you cry like this. Don't blame yourself for anything, understand?"

Damn it, how can you say no— When he's cradling you in his arms, not caring about how much time you've spent in the changing room calming down?