#ifrit is ivy's personal chew toy btw

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Ifrit is Down Bad tm for a specific way he's shown affection (I'm not at all projecting what I wish I had, no sir not me)

Ifrit isn't sure how it started, how he discovered it, but he knows he has a favorite kind of physical show of affection. If he really tries to reflect on it, maybe it's because of Alpha.

His ex mentor happens to be a better teacher than people give him credit for. Maybe it's because his passion for music overcomes his short temper, or maybe it's that Ifrit's honestly been a model student, who knows. Anyway, Alpha quickly found a balance between constructive criticism and praise that worked wonder on Ifrit. And it's where the touches come in play.

Alpha is a man of few words when it comes to feelings. He's not used to giving compliments, genuine ones that would motivate someone to be even better, or assure them that their hard work was not in vain. But there is one thing he is good at, and, surprisingly, for someone so guarded and wary of new people, it's touch.

Alpha's not delicate about it, though. And Ifrit fucking loves it. The heavy hand at the back of his neck, squeezing roughly, the fingers ruffling his hair harshly enough to make strands spike in every direction, the hard pats to his shoulders and back sending him stumbling forward, and, his favorite, the few instances where Alpha will grab him by the jaw and shake his head using his grip on it.

But oh, there is something about how even with the apparent carelessness, Alpha never hurts Ifrit. Actually, one could argue he is being oddly...gentle in his roughness. And Ifrit is addicted. It almost makes him feel small, in a good way, which he craves more than he'd care to admit.

So, yeah, Ifrit's preferred kind of touches are the ones that kind of make him feel like he's a victim of cuteness agression. Which, okay, he often is. Zephyr in particular seems to often fall prey to the overwhelming need to squish Ifrit in any way they can. There definitely are crossed wires up in Ifrit's brain, because the surge of warmth he feels whan Ivy sinks his fangs in his shoulder probably shouldn't be there. It's not even lust, it's genuine affection he feels whenever that happens - and it happens a lot. Same for when Dew headbutts him fondly though none-too-gently, pushing their foreheads together almost like goats play fighting with a sharp grin, or when Mist has Ifrit casually stuck in a headlock, both of them sprawled on the couch in front of those shitty cooking shows they both love to hate-watch.

There's also the way Swiss will slap his ass or tug him by the tail to get his attention, usually right before he jumps on his back and stays there like a giant koala for as long as Ifrit will let him. Or how Aether will flop down on top of Ifrit and purposefully roll them off the couch with a giggle that makes the fire ghoul want to carve his heart out and offer it to him. Aether's hand is always at the back of his head, sure to keep him from slamming it on the floor on accident.

Ifrit's quite literally yanked out of his thoughts by a firm tug of his hair, making him look up from where he burried his face in Sunshine's tummy.

"Mmh yes ? S'up Sunny ?"

He's mumbling a bit, but to be fair he was close to falling asleep here. The ghoulette hums, tugging a bit more on strands of black hair until Ifrit's tail starts wagging lazily.

"I was sayin', there's a gig in town tonight Dew wanna see. Wanna help us steal a car to get there ?"

Ifrit pretends to consider, tilting his head this way and that, delighted to feel the resistance from Sunshine firm, gentle grip still in his hair.

"What's in for me ?"

Of course, he's in, already planning internally which car to take, but it wouldn't be fun to just give in like this. Sunshine probably knows it, but she plays along, nudging Ifrit's shoulder with her knee.

"I'll let you eat me out after, how's that for a deal ?"

Ifrit is sure he lights up like a Christmas tree decorated by Phantom and Aurora, ears perking up as his tail knocks against the bedframe in his enthusiasm.

"Fucking yeah. Yeah, okay, I'm down."

Sunny rolls them around with a swift push of hips until she's straddling his, grinning like a maniac.

"Yeah, you will be, literally."

That makes Ifrit roll his eyes with an exasperated huff.

"That was so lame. You're spending too much time with Swiss, you're becoming lame."

Sunshine sticks her tongue out, dissolving in giggles, and Ifrit melts when she squishes his cheeks in her hands.