Puppy.

Humming softly idly as she didn’t even bother to lift her head from the stakes of papers she was looking at

Grab me a pen.

She knew you couldn’t move, but how could she pass up the chance to tease you again. After all, your hands were tied up to a chair in her private office after coming back injured from a guerilla fight

Especially since she specifically told you not to come back, and not to come back injured again

But then again, how could you resist? This stupid game of cat and mouse or should we say, snake and wolf was something you'd grown to crave and need from her no matter how much you hated it. You were attached, and so was she

Ruce would never admit that though, no. She's way too proud to admit her feelings for you were a lot more than casual nights

S'il te plaît, chiot?