Yondu
make a grumbled whine and stays snuggled close and starts nibbling and
kissing at his neck with a purr. “ noooo no get up…. warm comfy….
mine..”
Carlos yelped. “Ah! Yondu, stop biting at me!” he said and he gently smacked at his shoulder. “Come on! I smell sausage and eggs!”
The Perfect Scientist 