[ he had meant to move away, but the heat of her hand called to him and without thought, without care, he moved towards it, nuzzling his cheek against her palm. Be it this place or his years of sleeping around, it was calculated instinct, and he almost purred as he spoke. ]
Ah... to feel your gentle touch; I think I may end up in heaven. Perhaps if you'd like to join me in resting...
[ he smiled innocently, waiting. Surely she wouldn't disappoint him. ]
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Ah... to feel your gentle touch; I think I may end up in heaven. Perhaps if you'd like to join me in resting...
[ he smiled innocently, waiting. Surely she wouldn't disappoint him. ]