Summary: Muzaka was growling in his sleep.
Muzaka never left verse.
Have been sleeping like meh again, wanted to write about growling, and here we are.
Collection of Frankenstein/Muzaka Snippets
By Dark Ice Dragon
Snippet 17
Muzaka was growling in his sleep. Frankenstein could feel it rumbling through the mattress as well as hear it.
It was enough to stir him into wakefulness, but not fully. There wasn't any urgency and Frankenstein recognised that particular growl.
He smiled when Muzaka curled an arm around his waist, pressing up against him. He gripped Muzaka's hand for a second before letting go.
Muzaka's growl softened, and Frankenstein listened to it as he drifted back to sleep.
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Muzaka was growling in his sleep. Frankenstein frowned as he listened - it was rougher than usual. Lower.
Threatening.
When Frankenstein opened his eyes, he could see Muzaka's teeth, his lips pulled back to bare them in a snarl. Damn.
"Muzaka," he murmured, reaching over slowly. If Muzaka was having a nightmare, it wouldn't be good to startle him awake in case he reacted before thinking.
Muzaka's brow furrowed deeper, but as Frankenstein held his hand above Muzaka's face, he began to relax, his nose twitching. Good, his scent was reaching through whatever Muzaka was dreaming about.
"You're home," Frankenstein said. "I'm here."
"Fffr'nk'stein?" Muzaka slurred, his eyes fluttering.
"I'm here," Frankenstein repeated, resting his hand on Muzaka's shoulder.
Muzaka took in a deep breath, relaxing. "'Kay." It didn't take long for Muzaka to fall back to sleep, his breathing easier, and Frankenstein followed suit.
