Kitsune

Did I say tail, babydoll?

I'm sorry. My mistake.

I meant tails. Plural.

So sly, so cunning. Wild, untamed… until you're curled up next to me, warm and safe.

Nine tails, babe. Nine.

Mischief in every one of them.

And not a one of them I'd ever pull out — unless you begged.

Though…

Sometimes.

When your mouth is already full…

I may give them a bit of a tug.

Just enough. Just a little reminder.

That you are mine.

Yours.

PS—I mean… it's technically tomorrow…