Daniela loved when you scratched the shaved side of her head; it was one of her favorite feelings, along with being wrapped up in your arms and protected from the rest of the world. Your warmth was just a bonus to her.

Daniela had her face buried in the crook of your neck as she lay on top of you, your fingers gently running through her hair. The fireplace was oozing warmth throughout her room—this was the most comforting scenario she could think of, especially with you.

"Puiuț?" Daniela mumbled against your skin. (cub)

"Do you think Mother would be mad if I hogged you all to myself?"