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"Something prepared with you in mind." He adjusted @weavethorn, guiding the small head closer to his chest, inclined his own slightly so his lips could brushed against the crown of soft hair. "Take what you need, little one."

He carried the child toward the seating, settling into a chair and arranging the small body upon his lap as though it were the most natural place in the world. "I have made other arrangements," he started as practiced fingers began to unbutton his shirt.

He did not take the corridor that led toward the dining hall. Instead, he chose the opposite passage. Nudging open the carved door to his private chamber.

"Did you imagine I would force upon you something that pains you so?" Finger gently caressing the soft curve of the child's cheek, nudging his little fledgling to look at him fully. "My dear child… have you so little faith in me?"

Drawing @weavethorn into his arms, Dorian gave a soft hum as he breathed in the familiar scent of his little one. "And how does my little hatchling fare today?"

/ Hello. We might need to inform you that Elikai and @thinebound are now in an alternative universe where Elikai is the child and Dorian is the adult—an ancient m(ilf)age. So, yes. Now Elikai is the young child (still with their smol tentacles) here. ^_^ Love you, mommy.

MAMAM! Makasih ya, bayik.

Kok ngadu. 😾

!2DFESS ––– Dengan seorang pekerja di bidang kesehatan di sini, mencari teman karena baru dihidupkan penulis. Silakan jatuhkan kata kunci atau IC untuk memulai interaksi. Boleh juga repost kalau ingin berinteraksi di lain waktu! ( W-OC. )

2DAU! 𝕾he is a fairy wrought of nectar called 𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙔 🍯 Children swear that when she drifts through the hush of night, their heart brims with warmth. Yet, not a single tongue dares speak of 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 follows 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 . . . ──🪷ᩖᩙᝪ᜔ RT / drop your IC (ENG/INA)

!2dfess would you spare one second for us? Thank you!

“...Okay, you can stop biting your lips now. There’s no one around to flirt with. You’ve already got me.” @weavethorn

Fingers diligently combed through his hair, parting the bangs, and styling them in a way entirely different from what the older man usually favored. “There, handsome.” Dorian puffed out his chest, proud of the masterpiece that was Teacher’s new bangs.

!2DFESS ／ 𝓖reetings, hereby the owner of a restaurant who also serves as the chef, looking for more peers to interact with. Leave your IC ( EN/ID ) or repost this message for future interactions. Thank you. &. Modern – fantasy ! W–OC.

Usel-usel. Usel usel usel usel. Usel dada @weavethorn yang banyak.

The tentacles, as if sensing his apprehension, only curling lightly around his wrists and ankles. "You really like this, don't you?" he asked, hand reached up to pat @weavethorn's head. " You could've just asked for a hug, you know. I wouldn't have minded."

The child squirmed slightly, laughing as he tried to dodge the ticklish touches. "You're supposed to—wait—stop that!" he protested, lightly tapping the limbs away when they nudged closer towards his private part, it was ticklish as it was sensitive.

Greetings, !2DFess ▐ A pilot currently on vacation is here looking for some friends to talk to. Please leave your IC below [EN/ID] or click the repost button to make our acquaintance. We’ll see you soon.

“Teacher, nyam-nyam? Aku suapi ya!” @weavethorn

!2DFess ː Greetings. Should this premise interest you, feel free to leave a keyword or IC below to write together; make sure to choose between the pious and the damned or retweet to be acquainted in the mean time. Much obliged. — Fantasy OC.