《Sweet Child of Chaos》Love Puppies
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"If you do that again I'll throw you out of the bloody window you- what are you doing?"
"Checking how high the drop is, see if it's worth it"
Kai whispered, not as low as he wished he was, waking up not only Kisa but Malia as well as they sat up on the bed.
Kisa seemed amused while Malia was groaning, eyes shining blue for the interruption.
Kisa questioned, going over to her closet as she took a large shirt over her naked form, before she chose another for Mal.
Malia continued and started to put her own shirt and panties, an eyebrow arching when Kai entered the room even after this.
the siphoner told them with a shrug, throwing himself on their bed as Malia gave him a playful glare while Kisa watched him with raised eyebrows from the door.
He held Maverick on his arms, the dog was waving its tail back and forth while licking his face, making Kai giggle.
Kai answered while pointing his jaw to the direction of Amara's rooma proud grin growing on his face, making Kisa smile softly while Malia snickered.
Kai continued, leaning his chin on his hand as he looked at Malia, who mimicked his actions and nodded
Kai answered with a dark smirk, his eyes flashing to where Kisa was, remembering all the massacres she had committed before his eyes, before he returned his gaze to the werecoyote.
Kisa told him as she walked back to the bed, her head laying on Malia's lap as the younger woman started to caress her hair, flashing her murderous blue eyes to Kai, who leaned a bit closer to observe them in awe.
Malia told him bluntly, making the corner of his lips tilt upwards before he laid down completely on the bed
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Kisa chuckled quietly at his answer and shook her head
Kai nodded at her words
Malia questioned, frowning when Kisa glared at the ceiling and Kai winced slightly.
His eyes darkened, tongue wetting his lips before he met Kisa's eyes, making her lips curl up in a dark smirk.
Malia told him seriously, making a wide grin split on his lips before he laughed.
Malia looked down at Kisa with a smile playing of her lips as she pecked the vampire, before she turned back to the siphoner who was already standing up.
Kai whined from the door, rocking on his feet as he looked expectantly at Kisa.
The vampire sighed but started to stand up, tilting her head to look at Malia
and Kai grinned as the girlfriends started to get ready to go with himand with that he left.
Malia questioned and Kisa shuddered at the thought, her eyebrows furrowing as she denied with her head.
Mal questioned, giving her a side glance as she started to worry about her lover.
Malia hesitated and Kisa noticed, a sigh leaving her lips as she leaned against the wall, meeting her eyes
Mal's voice was soft, not above a whisper, her hand laying on Kisa's cheek as the vampire leaned against her touch.
Malia told her softly.
And Kisa smiled.
Kai shouted and they heard a melodic giggle and a snicker from behind the door.
Mal questioned as she opened the door, squinting her eyes at Kai.
Kai explained as if it was obvious.
Kisa continued, ignoring the duo.
Kai told her, jumping on her back, making Kisa chuckle as she started to carry him like she did when he was a teen
Amara flushed a bright pink, offering him a sweet smile before she denied
Malia and Nadia shared a knowing look at this, smirks blooming on their faces as they looked between a pouting Kai and a smiling Amara.
Malia whispered to Nadia, nodding her chin to Amara and then Kai, both that didn't have enhanced hearing
Nadia reassured the werecoyote, giving her the infamous Petrova smirk.
Kai shouted as they walked into the streets, making people give them weird looks and glares.
Malia and Nadia were responsible for glaring back at them since Kisa was grinning at him and couldn't look anything past otherworldly and Amara was giggling, looking completely adorable.
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