~💜🍑Ask Shadowpeach🍑💜~

~💜🍑Ask #1🍑💜~

This ask is from tokeyoro on Wattpad!: Who tops in bed?

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Wukong and Macaque were just snuggling on the stupidly comfortable couch Wukong owned when a screen displaying the question suddenly appeared in front of them out of thin air, scaring the two celestial monkeys like cats seeing a cucumber.

Macaque literally HISSED at it and jumped over the back of the couch, leaving Wukong to deal with the possible threat.

Wukong himself was pressed as hard as he could against the back of the couch, staring at the screen with wide eyes like it could kill him at any second.

Then Wukong remembered he was nine times immortal and relaxed again before looking over the back of the couch and promptly snickering at his hiding mate, whose fur was currently puffed up from the scare.

Said dark-furred simian glared at his golden-furred mate as he stood back up and dusted his clothes of imaginary dust, then smoothed back down his fur before jumping back over the back of the couch and into his original spot on the couch, though he made sure to keep glancing at the random screen that appeared with suspicion every couple seconds.

Macaque: What is that thing?

Wukong let out a couple more snickers before calming himself down once Macaque shot him another glare.

Wukong: It's a screen, Plums.

Macaque rolled his eyes at the obvious answer.

Macaque: Obviously Wukong. But I meant why did it suddenly appear out of thin air like that?

Wukong made an "o" face.

Wukong: Oh that? Yeah I have no idea!

Macaque facepalmed with a small growl.

Macaque: Wukong.

Wukong shrugged at his mate before leaning forward slightly from his spot on the couch to get a better look at the screen and noticed the question displayed on it in big, bold letters.

A smirk formed on his face once he read it, and he leant back on the couch, throwing his arms over the back of it before answering, his smirk clear in his voice.

Wukong: I top!

Macaque made a choking noise before snapping his head in Wukong's direction.

Macaque: What!?

Wukong only pointed to the screen floating in front of them, a snicker escaping his lips. His smirk not falling once.

Macaque snapped his head back to the screen and finally took notice of the question displayed on it. Quickly reading it, Macaque once again made a choking noise.

Macaque: WHAT!?!

Wukong's smirk widened at his mate's reaction.

Wukong: They asked who tops in bed, and it's obviously me, so~

Macaque whipped his head in Wukong's direction and growled at him.

Macaque: You are NOT the only one who tops in this relationship, Wukong!

Wukong shrugs.

Wukong: Yeeeah~ But I AM the one who tops the MOST, and that's basically the same as ALWAYS topping, so really I'M the one who tops in this relationship, Plum.

Macaque's growling grew louder at that.

Macaque: No, it isn't!

Macaque took a deep breath before continuing in a very slightly calmer tone.

Macaque: We're both SWITCHES Wukong! I mean, SURE, you top most of the time just as I bottom most of the time, but that's mainly due to preference! But that doesn't mean you always top! Sometimes I feel like topping, and YOU feel like bottoming. That's what makes us both FUCKING SWITCHES, Peaches! So no! You're not fully considered the top in this relationship, Wukong.

Wukong blinked at Macaque in shock as said dark-furred monkey panted slightly at his small rant, and the golden-furred simian only had one thing to say to that.

Wukong: Well, damn.