《King's Little Sister(Meliodas × Reader)》Sleep
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I kissed Meliodas on the cheek. "Good night Mel."I say. I started to pull away but I felt a light tug on my waist. "No, don't leave."Meliodas whines before pulling me in. "Meliodas."I whine. Meliodas pulled me closer. "Please, don't leave;stay."he says. Meliodas pulled closer. "No Mel, I can't."I sigh. "I need to-"I was cut of by a pair of lips connecting to mine. I kissed back. I smirked. Meliodas rested his head on my stomach and we fell asleep.
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