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โ SIMULTANEOUSLY โ ๐ดอ๐ฝอ๐ฒอ๐ทอ๐ฐอ๐ฝอ๐อ๐ดอ๐ณ โ ๏น โ ๐ฅ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ โ BY โ THE โ INEXHAUSTIBLE โ โจ ๐๐ด๐ ๐ผ๐ธ๐๐ โฉ โ OF โ LIFE. โ โ โ โ โน๊ฑ
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RT @bashfulism: โ .โ . a reminder that this is a registered s*x offender behind this account. @OpposingFate.@ATHOUSโฆ.
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โ .and the way he's looking at her?. ๐ฐ๐ฉ . hands fiddle with the hem of her shirt, glancing down to watch them pinch and pull at the fabric. โ so, that means you're done? โ.โ .
โ โ โ โ wicked smirk curves his lips as he watches her stumble over her words. something inside him stirrsโhe's unsure as to what. โ โ โ โ โ well. now we're even , I suppose โ โ he offered to break the silence.
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suddenly self conscious, especially given what she had for lunch not too long ago, she shuts her mouth.
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โ .even if she wanted to, she couldn't look away from the display. gaze zeroed in on his hand once more as her mind suddenly began running a million miles a minute. โ uh . you don't h โ have to โ โ.โ .
โ โ โ โ her mind wasn't the only one not working straight. because as he pulled his hand out โ there was only one thing he could do. โ โ โ โ the claw- hand was lifted up, as ald pushed it into his own mouth, making a show out of tasting herโand his finger.
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. it's pulled from her mouth. lips immediately close as lashes flutter, gaze lifting to meet his once again; cheeks a deep red. her mind was clouded, unsure of what to say.
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โ .eyes pinch shut as he pushes his thumb even deeper, dull nails digging into him. what started as innocent curiosity, turned into . whatever this was. keeping her tongue still as he explores, saliva begins to pool around the intruding digit before โคฆ.โ .
โ โ โ โ mmm. looking at her tongue as he pushes his finger against it, unsure of what the object is, though enjoying it thoroughly โโ. โ โ โ โ his claw pushes very slightly deeper, as if inspecting all of her, eyes glowing as he looks. maybe it was his nature, or maybe.
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โ .*๐ซฉ. i suppose you have a point. can i at least walk on my own? i don't wanna be seen like this. ( / / / ).โ .
Yes , actually. What's stopping us from getting drinks on the way ?.
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. resting against the pad of his thumb. she assumed he wished to examine her teeth as well, so lips willingly part more; attempting to bare her teeth.
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โ .breath seems to catch in her throat as his finger โโ claw? โโ presses against her bottom lip, not getting a chance to question it before it's pushed into her mouth. hand tightens around his wrist, brows pinching together as her tongue instinctively โคฆ.โ .
โ โ โ โ from up there, it was watching a feline realize they were being watched. well . to him, it was obvious. and it'd be a nice little payback too. โ โ โ the thumb tracing her cheek, now ended up on her bottom lip, slowly caressing, pressing against it. he waited.
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. she got caught sticking her hand into a cookie jar. it was embarrassing. โ s โ sorry, what? โ.
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โ .gaze drops to his hand, his wrist. the thing that was holding her so gently despite how it looked, and the thing that was so close to her lips. if she just turned her hea โโ. his question pulled her from those thoughts. eyes snap to his and her face reddens, as โคฆ.โ .
โ โ โ โ โ he looks back at her. thumb gingerly, carefully, gently moving over her cheek, tracing a soft line back and forth. his eyes, for what seems like the first time in a while, soften . โ โ โ It seems like a moment passes. or two, or ten. โ โ โ " so . ?".
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โ .โ i know. โ. is all that she says in response, gaze never leaving his to watch his reaction. she won't move his hand ( yet ), for a moment, she'll let it rest on her cheek. โ .
โ โ โ his hand shakes a little. they aren't meant to be held so gently, they aren't meant to be held so close. slowly, it stabilizes. her skin feels warm at his touch , he can almost hear the blood in her. โ โ โ mhm. are ya' not scared .แฃ they're pointy, y'know.โ.
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glancing up at him once more, a certain shyness is her gaze. โ this alright? โ.
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โ .for a moment she stares at his hand without saying anything, cheeks turning a faint red. just what was she thinking . ?. hm. slowly, she lifts his hand to place the palm against her cheek. it's not warm, nor is it cold, which is a bit odd. โ .
โ โ โ โ their eyes meet for a moment, he didn't think out loud, did he .แฃ hm. it was a new feeling , someone being so tender with his hands. usually it's writhing in pain. or pleasure . or both when his hands are involved. โ โ โ โ .
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โ .gaze quickly flicks up to his face, as if she knows exactly what he's thinking. it only lasts a moment before returning to his hand, her fingers idly tracing shapes into his palm. she expected something more humane; big, but less . shadowy. โ .
โ โ โ โ what was she thinking they would be like .แฃ. โ โ โ โ his claws are massive. evolved to puncture hides, and slash leathers, he lifts his hand up closer to her. there was something about the way she looked at him . โ โ โ โ knee jerk reaction was to โ.
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