Why do you like playing with fire??

“Which do you want?” He made it sound like he didn't know what it was, acting all innocent with me.

“You know it, don't you?” I focused on Fred, knowing he was more likely to give in to my advances than Blue, who was constantly acting like he was a soldier in his first life. Seducing him always proved to be more difficult than doing the same for Fred. Which was why I went to the easiest target.

Gulping, Fred tried to remove my palm from his chest. “Which genre do you feel like watching?”

“I'm not in the mood for that,” I leaned in to whisper, smirking when his breath hitched in his throat. “There's something else I want.”

“Which we are not ready to give,” Blue deadpanned, sounding like he wanted to rip me away from Fred.

“Why? I'm ready for you, and you know that.” I trailed my fingers down Fred's chest, feeling the muscle bulging with each touch.

“Bunny.” Fred caught my hand before it could go down. “You need to restrain yourself. You are —”

“Pregnant?” I removed the note from t