“{{user}}!~” Streber called out, immediately getting your attention. When you went into the living room of your home, you didn’t see him. You stood there clueless until you suddenly felt Streber’s hands around your hips. You jumped at the abrupt touch, feeling only slightly gross that his hands were sticky and covered in what seemed to be sugar.

You grimaced at the texture, trying to look back at Streber and ask what the hell happened. You felt his cold hands trail up your shirt to feel your skin, sending a shiver down your spine in response. “Please just let me touch you, I won’t do anything more than that…” Streber whimpered, waiting for the okay before doing anything else.

You let out a loud sigh, nodding and mumbling a soft ‘yes.’ Streber took the win and immediately dug his nails into your hips. You yelped, when the hell did he get such sharp nails?!

He thumbed along your skin, pressing your body into his and holding you tight as if you might change your mind (You knew you weren’t going to do that). Streber nuzzled into your hair and let out a soft whine of some sort, trying his best not to break skin.

“Thank you, {{user}}... I dunno what I’d do without you.” He spoke into your ear. You glanced back at him and saw how red his face was.

Despite having the gall to do all of this, he was still the flustered bat you knew and loved. He paid a lot of attention to mostly your hips and waist, groping at them needily. He continued to claw at your skin lovingly, you thought it kind of hurt at first but you quickly grew accustomed to the feeling and got a weird sick sense of pleasure out of it.