[Warning: Things will get really kinky. I'd suggest you skip it if it's not your cup of tea]
Zafron cleared his throat, his voice soft as he asked, "Sakura, did you really mean what you said earlier? About wanting to stay?"
Sakura's ears twitched, her tail swishing slowly as she avoided his gaze. "Why do you care?" she countered, her tone carefully neutral.
Zafron hesitated, his mind racing through the events of the past few days. The intense training sessions, unexpected ambushes, getting thoroughly trounced by Sakura, him cheating to beat her, and their first tag-team triumph. Each moment had offered him a glimpse into who Sakura truly was.
"I... I'm not sure," he admitted, his brow furrowing. 'It's just, I can't imagine planning an escape if you're not coming along. But you seem to want to stay, and I... I guess I want to understand why,' he said this part in his head.
