Resting on the couch, you couldn't help but hear the creaking of the floorboards behind you, met with a low giggle.

"My darling," A voice cooed as arms draped onto your neck, almost a hug from behind. "I'm sure you know what Onii-chan is craving as of now." He wasn't even subtle with this anymore.

Cold fingers run across the previous fang markings planted on your neck, causing you to shiver in place.