Now— he grins, gently resting his fingertips under her chin— what makes you think that, love?

Good girl

I’m perfect as I am. Say it.

My mother used to say the same thing

You hate me

Lies

I’m about to get slapped

I mean I was not the one who ended up on all fours

… maybe

I’m not a puppy!

YES

The things I do for a proper meal

—he might. MIGHT. Have quickly devoured through it—-

…. Where the food at?

Then love me

Oh come on

I’m tempted to accio you

No you won’t

Yes

Make me

Love you are forgetting your panties!

How do you think you were made?

Creamy

I would eat strawberries between your legs

Mb I’ll fuck her in the couch instead

Well you are wrong

Says who

I ATE FOOD!

JAMES SHES TRYING TO OVERFEED ME! I JUST ATE!!

JAMES! JAMES YOUR SISTER IS BEING MEAN!

It’s a tasty and very hydrating meal by the way

Yes you are, top tier meal, 10/10, would eat again

You are food!

I’m trying!

But jan! Come on. — he groans, falling back onto fhe bed

Yes, yes I do —snatching—

— shifts, extending his arms to hook on to her, wanting her frame close —

No you wouldn’t— he mumbles, sneakily pulling her closer,— you’re not that evil

You wouldn’t do that to me

Hell nawh

Oi!

And, of course, he bites her fingers

For you always

You are my favourite dish

Yeah, by taking away mine

You left me alone in bed

Look, a traitor

—YAAAAAAWN—

you know how I moan, how creepy