"Say my favourite nickname, and you'll get whatever you want."

You: "No, Marlon, I'm not gonna do that."

He pulled you into his lap and gently played with your hair "Then you won't get a little puppy."

You:"Mar, plea-

he put his index finger on your lips "shhhh, Princess. You know what you have to say." I couldn't help but chuckle seeing your face get all red.