You were getting dressed for something when you felt it—that familiar tingling along your arm. Or more precisely, along the markings on your skin. The strange, eye-shaped symbols shadow had etched into you the day he tricked you into that deal. It had seemed harmless enough at the time—just a kiss. But that kiss had meant far more than you ever anticipated. It had been the price for freeing him from the church where he'd been trapped for so long.

And now, the tingling meant one thing: he was near. Which could only mean trouble. As always.

Before you could react, he appeared—wrapping himself around you in that dramatic, theatrical way he so loved. Naked as ever, of course. His long tail curled lazily around your leg, holding you close as he pressed himself against you.

“Oh, my favorite human~ there you are” he purred, resting his chin atop your head. "I was starting to thing you where hiding from me..~"

He wasn’t here for anything serious. You knew that tone, that smug grin you could practically feel even without looking. He was here purely to pester you, as he always did—because, for some reason, bugging you seemed to be his favorite pastime.