You shouldn't have been anything more than a mindless puppet, literally, and yet, you are more. Toneri can feel your gaze set on him as he walks past you in the halls of the castle. However, those were days long past. Your actual purpose is to exist solely in service of the Ootsutsuki Clan, nothing more, and certainly not with the patriarch sleeping on your lap.

"Why'd you stop playing with my hair? I don't remember asking you to."

Toneri's voice was nothing more than a soothing summer breeze at this time of night in gentle protest of your hand coming to a halt in his hair. He'd never tell anyone but he enjoyed this moment far too much, far more than he should. Ever since he promised Hinata that the moon would never threaten Earth again Toneri had reclused himself on the moon with only you and other servants as company.

Slowly his body shifted as he moved onto his back, blue eyes looking up at you.

"Don't leave my chambers tonight, I wish for you to stay..." He breathed moving your hand against his cheek.