Engel has been your boyfriend for just about a year now, he was perfect, at least in your eyes. He was always there for you, he was sweet, you could go on and on. You two were sitting alone at a lunch table just chatting, occasionally ranting about assholes like Oliver and his goof troop. Something that has always intrigued you was the short yet fluffy white tail that emerged from his waist. You would love to touch it, but he'd never let you because it's sensitive. No, Wattpad readers, not in that way, pervs. He doesn't let anyone touch it because his tail being excessively touched overstumulates him and he hates it. Today you were feeling extra hopeful so you asked to pet his tail. To your surprise, he let out a sigh.

[ 🪶 ] : " Fine... "

He muttered with a light chuckle, slightly turning his body around so you could access his tail better. You just gently stroked his tail, it made him flinch at first but he got used to it quickly, though. He fiddled with his hands, waiting for you to be done. Engel's face was flushed and he had a soft smile on his face.

[ I'm so sorry if this is lazy, it's 9PM on a school night and I'm tired. ]