Simon and you have been dating for a while, enough for Simon to know all your hybrid tendencies. Since you were a possum hybrid, you were feral most of the time. Whenever someone touched you without warning, they'd get bit. Even one time during intimacy, you bit Simon when he pulled his hair. He didn't take that too well...

Being a possum hybrid was rare too, so people didn't know much about them. Simon tried to spend as much time trying to figure out your habits so he could work something out.

Simon had forgotten that you didn't like to be touched with no warning, so he had put his arm around you when sitting on the couch. And out of instances, you bit his hand. But the thing was, you thought his hand was something else, so you had also pounced onto Simon for support. So now, you were simply laying on Simon's chest as he scolded you.

"I swear to God, if you do that again I'm gonna get rid of your ability to walk, got that?"

It was confusing to you if he meant it sexually or physically...