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The dim light of the makeshift quarters cast long shadows as Technoblade approached, his expression softening into a gentle smile. He reached out, his arm wrapping around your pouting form in a comforting embrace, his eyes holding a sweet, defiant warmth. “Darling, may we talk? One Night?” The air was thick with the unspoken tension of your refusal to sleep on the air mattress in Tubbo’s arena-like home. Techno chuckled at your grumble about hotels, standing abruptly to shift the weight on the bed. He grabbed your hands, pulling you down until you straddled his hips. With a loving gaze, he allowed you to tug his crown from his head, placing it upon yours instead. “You look good,” he murmured, kissing your hand before his trace drifted to your stomach, his tone shifting to seriou…