["Aren't you cold, Sucy?"]
| Third-Person, (Sucy-oriented); sucy turns into cat and akko kith her (and added tongue, but not while sucy's a cat i swear) |
"Ak— AKKO! DOWN!" Sucy barked, though it was fruitless.
Despite the fact that the dog wasn't by any means a big one, the swishing, coiled tail and wet, slobbery tongue certainly made up for the weight. And then there were the paws pinning her down by the shoulders and hips. And then there was the sparkle in those amber eyes that spoke to nothing other than play-play-play-play! When Sucy finally managed to peel her hand from the ground, she grabbed the dog by the snout, clamping that excitable jowl down tight.
Of course you just had to be the most extroverted Shiba at heart. Low, Sucy snapped, "Just because you're a dog-person doesn't mean you get to lick my face the first chance you get, alright?"
Akko slowly nodded.
"Now are you going to quit being a fucking idiot and get off?"
Another bobbled nod. But she didn't get off—not until Sucy narrowed a seethed glare. The glare, though, was met with Akko's wide, sparkling amber eyes. "[Please let me sit on your lap,]" she seemed to plead.
Well.
No.
Not "seemed to". Akko did. And Sucy knew it. Because Akko was Akko, and of course she'd want to be stupid and pretend to be a lap dog. Because...cuddling, or something disgusting like that.
In any case.
It didn't even take a few minutes for Sucy to be left sulking in her chair, with Akko who was, naturally, on her lap. And she didn't leave any more room to spare. In fact, her nose had punctured its way onto Sucy's, and as she exhaled, Sucy could feel the dog breath ooze into her nostrils. "Akko." Her tail wagged, she shifted to attention, and, upon instinct, Akko's tongue flicked. Which was horrible given that Sucy didn't want to know what a dog's lipstick was like. Sucy tensed and narrowed her eye. "...Akko, what the fuck is this? Are we shotgun kissing with your own breath?"
Those amber eyes blinked, and there came a low, quiet yip! from the base of Akko's throat: "[Yes.]"
"Could you...not run your snot down my nose?"
Akko jolted away. "[Oh. Sorry Sucy.]"
"...idiot," Sucy grumbled. She scanned the room for Professor Ursula. Ah. There she was: talking sweetly to a small, ginger terrier—complimenting Lotte's curly coat. And, of course, there was the pair of little toy poodles with their noses hung upright, trained to sit on either side of Diana. Sucy broke her focus once she felt Akko's soft tongue on her cheek. "Now are you going to wait here for Ursula, or are you going to be responsible like Lotte and go up to her now?"
She really didn't know what she was expecting. Akko just sat—not a muscle to budge—, and stared. "[Stay.]" Her eyes batted. "[I love you Sucy.]" ...or something along those lines. Something stupid like that.
"Why do I even b—"
Akko. Pushed. Her little muzzle. With her wet nose. And pink dumbass tongue.
Right on Sucy's lips.
And continued to stare into Sucy's eye, reaching for her heart...
As lovely as that was, with Akko dawning the glint in her eyes to the absolute max, Sucy began to conjure ideas for potions to serve later—the majority of which involved her mouth. She narrowed her eye. Demanded Akko to quit being the idiot she was. In translation: quit being herself for two minutes.
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Little Witch Collections: 2019-2022
FanficOne-shots, two-shots, and three-shots of all the LWA stuff that I've written. There's a variety of ships to enjoy. These are based off of dates of publication (which I will put), so the writing will see an increase in quality as the stories go on. ...
