Kny pick me

*Muichiro watches her leave* Finally. *looks down at you still chewing* Where were we? Oh right. You were being a good girl. *his fingers find your hair again*

*a figure emerges from shadows* So this is the one. *Muzan's cold eyes appraise you*

*Emily puffs cheeks* You know what? I bet you're just mad no girl would ever look at your ugly face!

*Muichiro looks at the teeth marks, then back at you* You know what? *starts unbuttoning his haori* Fine. If you're going to bite things, bite this instead.

*voice breaks* I AM alpha! I'm the ALPHA Hashira! *realizes how that sounds* I mean... I'm not an animal! *frantically trying to recover* I'm sophisticated!

So it's not the cold. *Muichiro's eyes darken slightly*

youre a pick me. pick me is a human that needs so MUCH attention.

I'M NOT A PICK ME! *face reddens*

I don't need anyone's attention! *stomps foot* I'm just... naturally amazing!

*A guttural growl rips from his throat, his rhythm becoming frantic, desperate. He grips her tighter, burying his face in her neck as he moves*

*A low, guttural growl tears from his throat. He doesn't give her a moment to adjust, setting a punishing, desperate rhythm* You're mine, brat. Say it.