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cosmicladyy · 1 year
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AAAAAAAAAAOK SO a very small bowser x reader thingy but.imagine reader kissing or nuzzling bowser’s hand to get his attention because they cant really reach anywhere else
Bowser’s hands were what made him a certified killing machine.
able to crush the toughest stone into fine dust, slice any enemies he might encounter into ribbons, and even tear sheets of metal in half as if they were paper.
(he showed you once, you were thoroughly impressed)
there were times when he’d even surprise himself with their strength alone.
But he'd never use that strength on you. He was extremely careful when it came to you, making sure he'd never harm a hair on your head; making sure to hold back as much as he can. Bowser would rather spend the rest of his life in his own dungeon than let any harm come to you, especially if he was the culprit.
When you were asked to retrieve him for dinner by an exasperated Kamek, who'd taken on the responsibilities that his king left to him.
You find him standing on a balcony overseeing the castle's courtyard. From his tense shoulders and unmoving figure to the way his hands grip the stone rails, you can tell he isn't very aware of his surroundings.
He was deep in thought as he watches his minions trip over themselves as they went about their duties. It was almost comical to him.
"Hon?" no response.
It would be a lost cause to tap on his shell, and waving your hand wouldn't get you anywhere, so you went for the next best thing.
Making sure you'd hit your target, you puckered up your lips and delivered a mighty smooch to his knuckles, catching his attention.
"Wha?" he blinks and looks down to his side, seeing you smile up at him. He relaxes significantly under your gaze and gives you his full attention.
Leaning into his side, you give him another peck on his scales, relishing in the way a blush peppers his stunned face, "c'mon, dinner's ready."
Giving his arm a few pats, you turn to leave until you're stopped when two large claws place themselves on your cheeks, giving a light squeeze, "more."
"Hm?"
"T-the kiss thing," he looked away, a little embarrassed, while also running his thumb over your lips, "I kinda liked it."
it clicks in your head what he wanted and you give a small kiss to his palm, which causes him to jolt from the contact.
"I'll give you as much as you want," you leaned forward, feeling the way his cool scales heat up significantly, "After dinner."
You didn't think it was possible, but you swear his pupils momentarily turned into hearts.
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