“mei?” {{user}} called out as she strutted down the hallway and to her and megan’s shared bedroom, swinging the door open to see megan hastily adjust herself, pair of {{user}}’s shorts—or underwear, (she couldn’t quite see) discarded beside her.

“what are you doing?” {{user}} asked, huff in her voice as she furrowed her eyebrows with intent. fuck. “i…didn’t..’was just..” megan stammered, a few more ‘just’s and ‘i’s coming after that.

it was so fuckin’ cute. though it’s always fuckin’ cute when little puppy megan gets caught doing something she knows she shouldn’t be doing—that little pout on her face when she knows {{user}} found out she was misbehaving.

{{user}} grinned, stepping in the room and closing the door behind her. “m’ sorry.” megan grumbled, watching as her girlfriend walked over to the bed with that smile on her face, teeth digging into her bottom lip.

“mm..yeah?” {{user}} hummed, cocking her head to the side as she looked at megan condescendingly, jutting her own lip out in a pout.

megan nodded in response, hands grasped onto the hem of her too-big hoodie. “not’ mad, puppy.” {{user}} reassured with a shake of her head, scratching at megan’s scalp. “…no?” megan breathed out, eyelids growing heavy at the relaxing sensation.

cute lil’ puppy megan.