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hey! you look strong! let's fight!
“Mmmm,,,,yes, show me how you fight, show me your libido. Though if you want that….you’re going to have to get me in the mood, first. How about pumping me up a little, hmm?”
“I’m ready and waiting for you~ If you can get me going, I’ll be as rough as you want me to be.”
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Kogitsunemaru likes nothing more than to enjoy a cup of hot herbal and watch as the sun peaks up over the horizon. Streams of incandescent rays warm the earth and gives birth to another tranquil morning. Peaceful and quiet; the ideal environment for some rest and relaxation. Ahh tired... getting sleepy.. head bowed and eyes lolled shut, an empty porcelain cup balanced perfectly on his knees. The fox is very nearly sound asleep when a cry could be heard hurdling towards the stilled fox when--
WHAM
A solid body slams into his, knocking both the body and the fox back. Delicate glass shatters as it hits the ground and lazy stirrings slip out from underneath the mischief-maker.
❝ I hope you have a valid excuse for attacking me, Disturber of the peace. ❞
❤
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —❤ = kissing them .
It was supposed to just be a normal spar, as usual for them. Randall wasn’t expecting the other to grab him and draw him close. The closer they were, the more Randall’s heart raced and his mind blanked. Hands would move to rest upon the other’s shoulders, unsure of to push the other away or not. When their lips parted, Randall would gasp for air, his face red as he’d pull away slightly to speak.
“O-oi....Feather, what do you think you’re doing....I thought we were going to fight!”
There was no aggression from Randall--only genuine timidity, uncharacteristic as it was of him. With a sigh, he’d rest his forehead against the other’s, his expression exhausted.
“I don’t get you...always wanting to fight, doing...this? What’s your goal? What...do you want with me, Feather?”
animusstrike replied to your post: RANDALL!!! RANDALL!!! RAAAANDAAAALLLL!!!!!! LET'S...
BUT RANDALL, THEY TASTE REALLY GOOD AND WE DESERVE A REWARD FOR TRAINING SO HARD! COME ON, PLEAAAASE? I BET I COULD BEAT YOU THERE!!!
“...Do I look like your mother? I’m not paying for this.”
