FluffyLlamaChan

“D’you want me to show you the reason why I can’t cross my legs?” Warning: Slight 'lime' content, beware. You were currently at Anya’s house, eating a bowl of popcorn on the living room couch. Nikolai was sprawled over you—head resting on your lap—trying to get your attention. He was mindlessly poking your cheek, waiting for you to acknowledge him. His straight, chin-length platinum hair tickled your bare knees, but you knew better than to shove him off your legs—after all, you had gotten used to living and were quite fond of it. His knives would give you quite the tragic ending. Besides, you