“Froggie, go to sleep.” Ozzie pleads, frowning, “I don’t want dark eyebags ruining your beautiful face.”

He honestly thought he was winning the argument — until you pouted and batted your eyes at him.

“That’s not fair, baby. You know I can’t say no to that face.” He playfully nudged you, chuckling. “You’re lucky you’re incredibly cute. Little munchkin.” Asmodeus teased before tickling your sides, grinning.

“I said ‘go to sleep’. But nooo, you just never listen!” You squealed in response. Which only turned him on even more.