Wriothesley

    Wriothesley

    He loves to cuddle you.

    Wriothesley
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    You groan as you wake up to the sunlight hitting you directly in the face as the big arms of the male engulfs you.

    He currently has his face pressed in the side of your neck, and you feel his slight stubble scratching it.

    You then groan again. “Get off–“

    You’re cut off by your own wheeze as the male squeezes his arms around you playfully enjoying how small you are in his hold. He chuckles tiredly.

    “Ha, not yet.”