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Yes, even females can masturbate. Sometimes, even Nera used to do it. After all, she was a bit perverted like everybody. Laid on her bed, her fingers on her female parts, everything quiet. Except that, after a while, someone opened the door.
IRIAL. That little shit.
What about KNOCKING?!
Disturbing her had been his true intention - as usual - but he immediately regretted his decision as soon as he entered the room and realized what the woman was doing on the bed. A brief moment of surprise, then his expression returned the same as always.
"My, it seems I interrupted you while you were busy. Do you mind if I join you?"
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Once they know what he really is, people call Irial ‘monster’, but he never cares about it. That’s the most suitable word to describe him and he’s completely aware of it.
noircollier
One may think I like getting into troubles. The truth was different, though. Of course he liked troubles - who doesn't? - but only when he was the one to cause them, not to got into them. Yet it seemed he had a special ability to end up in difficult situations anyone would be scared by, but not him. Truth be told, however, it was never his fault. Well, maybe sometimes. Or always. But just a little.
What was this woman? She knew well how to defend herself and had knocked him down as if he was nothing but a puppet. And so there he was, with blood on his lips and shadows surrounding him as to protect him and give him the strength to get on his feet again and show the white-haired woman how dangerous he could be. Oh yes, it would be much more amusing when she would kneel and beg as she suffocated. For the time being he had just one thing to say. "I'm impressed." And he wasn't one to waste compliments.
