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So not cool.

_{[Though on the other hand...]}

But... that depends on where you're planning on taking me?

You're missing the point of it all being a surprise.

[Moving around in front of him, he steals a kiss before ducking down so he can get Demyx thrown over his shoulder. He might not be beefy like Isa is but he's still got some muscle.

It helps that Demyx is pretty noodly like himself too.]

But--

_{[That kiss cuts him off and before he can continue, Lea hauls him up and over, earning a startled yelp as Demyx's hands scramble for purchase on whatever fabric he can grab to keep himself steady.]}

Heyheyhey--! Dude! No fair!

_{[Especially not fair when his shirt decides to ride up - or down - to show off the myriad of spots and the patch of fur starting at the small of his back and past the waistband of his pants to his tail. And that tail? It flips back over his head to plap himself in the face.]}

Don't drop me!

Woooow. No faith in me at all.

[He makes sure to shift him so he's got him easily up there then starts walking like this is no big deal. Then again, is it really? Well, not if you're him. But that's another story.]

When have I ever dropped you?

I've never actually been--

_{[He grunts with the shift, his grip tightening on Lea's shirt just ever so slightly when he starts moving. Okay, just don't look at the ground and it'll be fine, right?]}

--Carried like a sack of potatoes before by anyone who wasn't like, twice my size. Princess style? Sure, but this? S'kinda new.

_{[At least he's not squirming anymore!]}

You're a really cute sack of potatoes at least.

[He glances over his shoulder though, pausing where he's walking.]

Wanna be my princess instead? I can arrange that.

[Enjoy that tail wagging, Demyx. You've got a great view of it.]

Oh, you do not want me as a princess. I'm like, suuuuuuper needy and I'm gonna want breakfast in bed every day.

_{[He sputters once from the tail lightly plapping him in the face, and he makes a grab for it. C'mere, you! Gotcha!]}

Plus I'm pretty sure if anyone came to rescue me from the clutches of the big bad wolf, I wouldn't wanna leave because I'd rather stay in the wolf's bed where all the attention is.

[For whatever reason, grabbing that tail just makes it wag faster. Like he's exciting Lea instead of deterring him. You know, business as usual.]

Even if that big bad wolf is just there to gobble you right down?

[He laughs and finds a hotel he likes. This'll work. Mainly because he doesn't want to go all the way to the beach. And since he doesn't use the Dark Corridors anymore...]

_{[He has to bite his cheek to stifle a laugh, because all of that fur moving against his skin? It's ticklish, and it's almost torture. Almost.]}

I howl and I whine, I'm after you~♪

_{[--Okay, he tried, but he can't do it and the laugh slips out, letting go of his tail to twist a little in order to see just where Lea was going.]}

But really, I'd definitely stay in bed with a threat like that. This princess only gets out when he wants to.

[Ordering them a room, he shifts Dem on his shoulder to make sure he won't drop him.]

So if this wolf says he'll gobble you up then that's a good way to make sure to get you in bed and keep you there. Got it.

[Grabbing the key, he goes to their room. Where he promptly tosses Demyx right onto the bed.]

Definitely. Plus--

_{[He makes a small 'oof' when his back makes contact with the bed, but Demyx pulls himself up into a sitting position in order to scoot to the edge and reach up with his arms in a silent invitation to come closer.

And he may or may not throw in a small grabby hand motion.]}

That sort of life would be way better than going back to one full of rules and expectations after having a taste of freedom. No one to tell me what to do, how to dress, all that lame, boring royalty stuff. Who'd be crazy enough to give up a life where I'd get to be who I wanted with whoever I wanted? Maybe that whoever just happens to be a wolf, you get me?

Oh I get you. I'd say I'm pretty into what I'm getting too.

[Moving closer, he changes his mind fast and suddenly pounces on Demyx to tackle him onto his back. With a grin down at him, he ducks down for a kiss then starts getting that jacket open so he can get at what he's really excited for.]

So that means you're into the risk of getting eaten up then.

_{[He half-yelps at the pounce, the fur on his tail puffing up in surprise for all of three seconds. No matter how many times it happens, it catches him off-guard, but strangely enough he's gotten used to it. Of course one of these days it might land him in hot water, but with Lea?

It's fine.]}

Hey, hey, hang on--

_{[Lightly swatting at Lea's hands, Demyx wiggles his own between them to unzip his hoodie himself, leaning up a bit to both get his arms free and to lightly bite at his jawline.]}

I'm into that, but I wanna keep my good clothes in one piece. I just got the zipper fixed when I busted it the last time I got over-eager.

_{[Once it's off and thrown somewhere off the bed? That's when Demyx leans up a bit higher to steal a kiss of his own, lingering, his hands moving up to tangle in Lea's hair for a few moments, and then he flops back down. Okay. Okay, this is better. Reaching up to give the front of his shirt a tug, he nods once.]}

M'all yours, mister big bad wolf.

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