What do you mean 'no'?

Vacation is starting to get [ boring. ]

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-wide leaved plants tastefully arranged in large pots & planters around them. Asra would settle him under the outdoor heater.

Reaching for a cushion he drags it under him as he sits on the floor at Viktor's feet, smiling up at him ruefully.

"My apartment is much more humble, back home."

-on the ship when traveling, but Piltover has a luxurious embassy." Given they were the hub of innovation, a nexus of travel & trade, they knew how to treat their foreign dignitaries, & had the money for it.

He stands, holding his hand out, helping him over to the plush seating, decorative ferns &-

Aventurine eyes study his expression, cataloguing each emotion & reaction.

A smile forms as he bends at the waist, leaning down to speak closer to his ear, voice colored with amusement.

"It's not technically mine," he confesses, shaking his head. "It's simply a guest room of sorts. I usually stay-

-graze of those big, pearly teeth over his cheek, cuteness aggression welling up in the urge to bite it, but he pushes himself up before he can.

Stretching to tippy paw, arms above his head, tail giving a pleased tremble.

"Do let me know if you need anything. I've been terribly bored."

-even more. But he resists, for now. Surging down instead to press his smiling mouth against Atlas' cheek, running his fingers over those beautiful, proud ears. Brushing them back with gentle rubbing tugs.

"Now, now. You have all my attention & affection, 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥."

He does give in for a little--

Ahh, its these moments...

Atlas can act so [ sweet ] when pressure gets applied just right, & Asra is left guessing if it's a mimicry of affection for his sake, or some sense of self preservation rising to the surface.

Begging 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦.

Of course that only makes him want to bite--

He turns to the gift, neatly & quickly getting it open, plucking the pretty golden earring from inside.

A little moon & larger sun dangly under a simple hook, making Asra smile wide. Right away, one of many studs in his long golden ear gets replaced, the hare grinning absolutely giddily.

Asra was caught by surprise (he'll never get used to how sneaky his fascination could be) at receiving an unprompted gift, let alone the little affection.

He breathes out a laugh, stuttering over a 'wait-!' while reaching out, laughing more when he's already [ gone. ]

Fucking feral little beast-

[lil petty offended stare.]

-black little heart can’t love, puppy.”

He trails his hand higher, stroking up his neck to play along his jaw, sighing wistfully.

“But we both also know you’d rip out the throat of anyone else I try to play with. Unless you feel like playing with them too?”

-still smiling wide, scraping teeth across skin, feeling the way he tenses for the bite that never comes.

(It will when he no longer expects it.)

Asra sits up again, a hand to his chest, a narrow eyed look somewhere between amusement & something else. Something irritable.

“We both know your—

Oh the touch, the tone, it all sends an electric little thrill down his spine, little cotton tail going right up, flashing the little white warning flag as it’s set to trembling with his excitement.

Laughing breathily against his neck.

“Your [ love ] is it?”

He noses gently just under his jaw,—

[[ him in piltover vs him in noxus... ]]

She has [ my ] vote for sure.

-"You're no fun. Not even an ounce of interest or disinterest. How am I supposed to bully you?"

-smitten fool well, smiling as he revels in the fact that he could even do this. Pressing close & taunting this vicious man. Somehow deemed worth putting up with.

Smiling wider as he nearly sinks sharp teeth into his shoulder, but refrains, instead pressing his smile against Atlas' throat.--

Asra hums sweetly with smug contentment as they get nice & comfortable, eyes taking on that drowsy, bedroom quality as he smiles so soft & honeyed at the mean bastard.

Black claws dipped in gold trail delicately over the line of his jaw, tracing vine like patterns across his skin.

He plays the--

-cuddled into him.

Resting his cheek on his shoulder with a drowsy contentment.

"I always have your attention, you just don't like to admit it," he taunts, not at all serious. Just wanting to 'tug at his tail' per se.

He gives a mocking pout for a moment, but there's only amusement behind those sharp eyes, knowing damn well he wouldn't pry anything out of Atlas.

Falling forward he crawls in to get his arms wrapped around his waist, bracing his larger weight & size up just so, keeping from crushing Atlas as he--

-down.

Straddling his hips, leaning over the back of the couch with arms crossed under his plush chest, peering down at him with that mischievous little smirk.

"You haven't spent a moment with me for a while now. It has me curious what you could be working on to be so, so busy."

He knows exactly what he's doing, aggravating the wolf. Worming his way under his skin to reassure himself he was taking up as much of his attention as possible.

"&... you need a break."

As soon as Atlas gets fully comfortable he turns, padding right back, smug & triumphant as he quickly sinks--

-steps down from the cruiser first, holding a hand up in offering to help V step down.