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Sleip decided the best way to get a little extra cash was posing for artists in college - wherever really would take him he didn’t mind. He got in to the swing of things a little to eagerly now and helped himself inside the building, they were all pretty young enough before taking to the small stage so he could be seen and dropped his clothes. He wasn’t a massive amount of muscle but he was lean enough. As others said he had a ‘swimmers body’.
Christopher crawls to where Flake was, having grown bored with lounging in the sunlight. His tail flicked back and forth behind him as he spots the man in his office, eagerly rubbing his head against the man's thigh, "master, I missed you" he purrs softly.
Flake looked down at something brushed against his thigh, and he couldn’t hold back a soft chuckle. “I missed you too, sweetheart” he hummed and lazily scratched Christopher behind the ears. “Will you be a good boy for me and wait just a tiny bit longer? You can wait on the couch here in the office if you want, I just need to finish this one letter, and then I have a surprise for you, okay?”
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He had not seen her for two months. The yearning and pining for his lover was greater than usual, to a point he was thinking about marriage more prominently, just in case he returned back to find she was hooked up with another fella, a fella whose job didn’t mean he had to go on tours around the world. A fella with an office job, a fella who could be with her in a stable way. Frank Sinatra was not that fella.
He had been on tour for two months, travelling around the world and singing to different audiences, that by the time he was finally on the way home to see Ana, he was more excited than ever. He was bouncing on his toes. When the private plane landed, he had agreed to meet her just as he would come off and enter firm American soil again.
Unfortunately, being a rather cold January, it seemed the weather also was bringing on a storm. It was raining violently, and the wind was whistling like a blizzard. His coat was buttoned up, long black trench coat, and his fedora on his head, with his bright blue eyes peeking out for the sight of her as he walked down the steps onto the runway. Then he saw her. His dame. He couldn’t have cared less at that moment. He went to her at such speed, and didn’t even greet her with a _hello _at first, but instead dropped his bags by their feet, and embraced her for a kiss in the rain. He sure had missed this broad.
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Anastasia nods and crosses her legs in her seat, “How long will it be before I must drink again?” she asks softly, wanting to know so that she would be ready for the thirst. “And how much longer until we arrive at your house?”
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“My home is just over the next hill.” He replied. Val glance at her before returning his eyes to the road. “You should last til dinner time.”
I-I want… N-no need… I… fuck… I-I’m confused.”
“Alright. Well just take a breath, you’ll be fine.” Svad reassured his omega, rubbing their arm gently.
“People believe what they want to believe to justify their actions.”
“Yes. Yes they do. Doesn’t mean there aren’t beliefs that are still wrong.”
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“‘Cause these words are knives that often leave scars”
“That’s a great sentiment, but trust me, real knives hurt a lot worse.” He brushed a hand across his face, subconsciously reliving the pain that had caused his deformity. “Words can’t actually hurt you. Not unless you let them.”
