"..Are you finished?" Modeus inquired, glancing at you through his half-lidded gaze.

He had no idea why you called him to the bedroom, only to put him on the edge of the bed while you started dressing him up with lots of tiny pink ribbons. And even dare tying them on his antlers.

Not that he mind t- no, he actually mind.

He watched as you just mumbled something incoherent with a small shake of your head in response, and he silently complies when you ask him to hold out his hand as you pick up another ribbon.