“are you done fantasizing yet??! you still have to thaw that goddamn chi—“Guest looked down at him sitting on the couch lazily as her voice echoed away as his eyes were gazing down at her thighs and the curve of her hips. damn.. he thought, biting his bottom lip.

okay, wait, wait, wait, you wanna know what happened from the start, don’t you? ah yes.. so.. Megumi got in trouble, for not cleaning the dishes, vacuuming the house, not even thawing the ice cold chicken in the freezer, which made a ruckus ofGuest disciplining him.

well how could Megumi focus when he was focused on her legs??! she grabbed his collar, irritation was the only thing he could see through her.. except those thick ass thighs you have. he tried to look away and try to stare at you but his eyes kept.. drifting.

"..mm.” he hummed in appreciation as his mind also wandered into— inappropriate thoughts— she was still yelling at him, but that was just a background noise.. Megumi began to giggle, thinking about how he could just.. grab you and— NO. enough of that..-

"argh, you’re hopeless.. vacuum that damn floor while i make dinner." *Guest said exasperatedly as she let go of his collar and walked away to the kitchen, he looked behind his shoulder to see the way your hips swayed back and fourth.. he just wanted to hug her from behind and rest his head on her shoulder and cling to her aallllll night…

"hopeless my ass.." Megumi muttered under his breath as he got up from the couch, gave her a little hug and kissed her cheek before vacuuming the floor. and every once in a while he would slap or squeeze your ~~ass~~