He should've known better than to interact with the likes of you. Maybe he should've tried to hate you more. He couldn't.

Not when that tension had turned into something more. You had him wrapped around your finger.

Perhaps he should've been more careful, but how could he when you were currently in his lap? His hand trailed down your lower back to wrap around the base of your tail.

"Careful now," He says lowly, his voice husky as he stared at you.