"An'an." He called her name, reaching out toward her. "Do whatever you like."
It would surely look lovely to see tooth marks on his index finger; he was truly looking forward to it. It was a pity that his little sweet An'an just couldn't bring herself to be cruel, refusing to bite him no matter what.
"Hiccup." She let out a small, dazed shudder from the hiccup and rejected his "claws."
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