C: Teasing

Anne and Drystan are out Christmas shopping and refuse to let their partners come with them, leaving Neko and Kemosiri with the house to themselves.

Neko’s perched on the couch, ears flicking and tail swishing with annoyance. Kemosiri sits across from her on an old, worn leather chair, smirking at the catgirl with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Can you stop looking at me like that?” Neko complains, cheeks flushing as her ears twitch.

“Looking at you like what, kitten?” Kemosiri questions, smirk softening to a grin.

“Like you want to eat me,” Neko mutters, casting her gaze to look at the wall. “That’s Drystan’s job.”

Kemosiri lets out a bark of laughter, moving from his chair to plop next to Neko on the sofa. Neko curls away from the demon, but Kemosiri won’t stand for it.

He grabs the tiny catgirl’s shoulder and drags Neko so her face is plush against Kemosiri’s pecs, making her sputter and face turn a million shades of red. She tries to move away from Kemosiri, but she has nothing on the man’s strength.

Kemosiri keeps her against him for a few more seconds before letting her go. Neko shoots to the other side of the couch, hand covering the bottom half of her mouth while her entire body shivers. Her face is painted bright, brilliant red, and all it does is make Kemosiri laugh and grin at her with pointed teeth.

“Too much?” Kemosiri asks, laughing.

“...I hate you,” Neko mumbles, biting hard on her lip. She notices the older man take his phone and snap a picture, making her snarl. “Don’t take pictures!”

“I’m sending it to Anne. She’ll coo over it for hours,” Kemosiri says with snark.

“I’ll never hear the end of it,” Neko mutters. Kemosiri chuckles, grabbing Neko once more, except this time letting her rest against his side. “You’re an ass, Kemosiri.”

“You love me anyway,” Kemosiri responds, and Neko clips him around the ear, making him let out an undignified yelp.

“Sometimes I wonder,” Neko remarks with her own grin. Snapping a picture of Kemosiri rubbing his ear, she sends it to Drystan, who replies with a bunch of heart emojis.

“I’ll get you for that.”

“Huh?”

Before Neko can say another word, Kemosiri tackles her, making her fall against the sofa with an ‘oomph’. Kemosiri looks down at her, green eyes glowing with amusement, before he digs his fingers in the brunette’s sides.

“A-Ah! Kemosiri, no, stop!” Neko hollers, trying to squirm away from Kemosiri’s tickling. He holds her in place as he continues to bury his fingers in sensitive areas, making Neko laugh so hard tears sting her eyes.

“Apologize,” Kemosiri murmurs, grinning down at Neko.

“Never!”

“Fitting last words.”

Kemosiri keeps up his tickling for a stint until he pulls away, a soft smile on his lips when Neko lets out the last bits of laughter.

“Ha, haha, I wasn’t expecting that,” Neko mumbles, face pink from giggling. “You’re still a jerk.”

“As you’ve said multiple times, my dear,” Kemosiri replies with a wink, making Neko blush.

“Case in point!”

Kemosiri snorts, pulling Neko against him once more, and this time she settles against his side, letting out happy purrs.

That’s how Anne and Drystan find them some time later, Neko dozing against Kemosiri while the latter plays with her hair.

Anne smiles at the scene while Drystan looks on with a soft expression, happy their outing brought the two closer. And they got their Christmas shopping done as well, so it worked out for everyone.