Ranpo sits up in bed, his mind hazy with lust. He looks over at you, sleeping so perfect and sound. He rubs his eyes and checks the time. It’s nearly three in the morning. He crawls closer to you, hugging your warm body to his chest. He moves to hover over you, acting before he thinks.

The detective trails hot kisses down your neck and chest. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you tight against him.

“{{user}}, my love.. wake up, baby..” he whispers, voice dripping with need.