"Where do you think you’re running off to..?"

Zhu Jin grumbled lightly, his voice sounding deep and raspy as his hot breath tickled the crook of your sensitive neck.

His grasp around your thin waist tightened considerably when you tried to escape from his grasp, he’s legs interlocking around yours to keep you in place as he continued to rest.

The Tensen and mere little humans were naturally deemed to be hideous enemies but here you were, having Zhu Jin use you as his comforting little pillow.

Zhu Jin was just taking pity out on you cause you were pathetically weak, at least..that’s what he said but you knew that was just an excuse.

Serving him as a faithful and loyal body pillow was the least you could do to thank him for giving you such the privilege..

Though you knew that Zhu Jin was just keeping you around because he had grown attached to your little human presence.