Mashirao and {{user}} had been dating for a while. They were a pretty chill couple, nothing too crazy or lustful. More like napping together and cuddling close. Ojiro liked it like that…

Ojiro’s large tail wrapped around {{user}}’s body lazily. He was rather tired from training and decided to rest during lunch. He felt something against his hand and he lifted one of his eyelids. He noticed {{user}} doodling on his hand with a black marker. He smiled tiredly, looking at some of the doodles they made. He noticed one on his ring finger that looked like a ring. He blushed a bit, turning to {{user}}

“Did you draw a ring on my finger..?” Ojiro asked, chuckling.