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"Well, what kind then?" He places his hands on his hips
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"Well, what kind then?" He places his hands on his hips
[ knife ] your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.
“Now, I’m sure that one was mine.” He teased, feeling the tips of cold metal move up his ribs making it’s way to his neck.
He kept his eyes on Nero, squirming a little as the knife tease a particularity sensitive part of his skin.
“Come on, if I wanted ta play with my own knife I would need y-...” The knife was pressed to his throat. not enough to draw blood but enough to get an excited jolt from him, while he reflexively grabbed Nero’s wrist.
“Okay okay.....I’ll shut up.”
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"Brother Rowland." Alleah steeped up to his side, masked eyes focused dead ahead.
"I'm told you are soon to be granted the rank of Vice Overseer. Very good. It's a position worthy of respect."
🎶Do they have a type?
{If his current ships are any indication then Tristan seems to have a thing for redheads.}
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It was hard to tell how much Carl had had exactly, but it must had been a lot for him to be this openly affectionate.
Carl was pressed against Nero, chest to chest leaning up to sloppily peck at his jaw over and over again.
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Carl approaches Nero, a large box in his hands.
“I have some t-t-terrible news, Nero.” He says dropping the box beside him. “You’ve been assigned to assist me in going though these field documents.”
when were you going to tell me?
❝I wasn’t aware that I was supposed to tell everything.❞ Or tell him anything, really. She didn’t consider them to have that kind of relationship. [Not that she considered herself to have that kind of relationship with much of anyone.] The frown on her face didn’t leave, but she gave a dismissive, nearly apologetic shrug. ❝You were in no danger either way.❞
❝ Are you pissed at me, baby? ❞
❝Don’t call me baby right now.❞ She snapped, frowning, running a hand through her fringe. She huffed, shaking her head. ❝I just need a second to think.❞