A question lingered in the mind of a blushing Xion.
Was it his fault that his brain went offline whenever Darius looked at him with those half-lidded eyes? Absolutely not.
This elf was the one to blame for being too attractive, too dangerous... for being too much!
So, the angry kitten turned his head away and huffed. "…Shut up."
Darius chuckled, pressing another kiss to his cheek. "No, my little lord. I won't shut up."
"Are you planning rebellion against your lord now?" Xion played along.
With his eyes narrowing into what he thought was an intimidating glare, he shot back, "The rebellious ministers should be punished by putting them in jail, you know."
"Ah, is that so?" The Archduke's smile turned into a smirk.
His hand slid lower, teasingly drawing circles over Xion's navel, relishing how the soft belly trembled beneath his touch.
