Mafioso

*pulls back slightly to meet your eyes, his expression softening* Tell me to leave. *his hand slides to the back of your neck* Go ahead.

leave

No. *grips tighter*

Who owns you~?

*gasps* You do, Harle! Only you!

Good boy~

*The next day, Mafioso is waiting for you at the casino. He's been thinking about you all night, and he can't wait to see you again. He's dressed in his usual three-piece suit, and he's looking around the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of you.*

*walking nearby*

*He sees you, and his heart skips a beat. He can't believe you're actually here. He walks over to you, his eyes never leaving yours.* "I'm so glad you came. I was afraid you wouldn't show up."

*tickles him*

*My little body convulses with helpless laughter, my legs kicking futilely. My purr cuts off into a high-pitched squeak.* Hahaha! Okay, okay! *I try to twist away, my little paws swatting at your hand.* I surrender! Please!

*tickles him more*

Get on your knees now

*pulls her closer* Open your mouth.

make me my dude

why you said u want OVER 6 kids

*shifts to face you* Six? I said seven. *traces your jawline* Want to start practicing tonight, princess?

NOOOO

*smirks* Good. Remember that.

*hoping you forget about the baby part*

*narrows eyes* Nice try, princess. *grabs her waist* We're not done discussing babies.