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I’m glad you enjoy staring so much. Can I help you? Or would you prefer I did a spin so you can get a full view?

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Spare time // (closed)

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Spare time had been a luxury she had not found affordable since slavery had been abolished. So many things to be done and yet as things had settled down, she found herself travelling to the civilian’s place; breaking in easily and keeping in mind that anything broken would be repaired the next day. She undressed, yet left her heels by the front door so that he would ken of her presence. She laid upon his bed, bared and patiently waiting for his return. If he wished to discuss, she would do so. Yet more than a month had passed and she doubted talking would be upon his mind.

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Collared: Day 1 // Closed

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Galadrielle had entered his apartment through the window; a thing he had permitted her a long time ago. She had spoken to Alden, but did not have much to tell him for she kenned nothing of the rules that were to be placed upon her. Though, she had been assured by the Dominion that Alden would be safe; thus she would not worry about the older wolf during her absence. She had purchased a simple white dress and pair of heels to match. She had showered thoughtfully before her chauffeur had taken her to Dexter’s place.

And now, she was upon her knees feet away from the front door; bare. Her dress was left folded upon a chair with her heels underneath.

The door opened. She did not speak; she would not until addressed or until rules had been given. Though, she rose her gaze without meeting his and offered a soft smile.

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A guiding hand // (close)

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Galadrielle had been waiting in the civilian’s office for but a few minutes. For the first time, she was here to flirt, but to speak of a delicate matter with Dexter. Thus she did not acknowledged his presence when he came in, too lost within her own thoughts.

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Calling // (close)

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Galadrielle had spotted Dexter from across the street and yet desired to tease him, if only a little; thus, she called him. She would slowly follow him until she was close enough to surprise him.

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Delving // Event: Gifts // (Close)

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The petite shewolf ripped apart the mongrel’s rib cage snarling in her instance of madness. Thus cut out from the world as she lost control and unable to hear the male drawing closer. This one had been unclaimed and on a rental; permitting herself to say things as if she could read her mind; and not mongrel could do such. Insult had been traded until Galadrielle had been pushed too far and retaliated with violence.

Chaos, nothing but black chaos.

The compulsion hissed within her mind. Control yourself. Beauty, etiquette, bounty, obedience.

It hurts.

Beauty, etiquette, bounty, obedience; hissed a darker and male’s voice.

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Little Minx // (close)

“Little minx.” he muttered to himself with a smile as he carried the box up to the apartment. @templeboxers

Her chiming bell like laugh filled his apartment upon hearkening to such words. And as he came closer to his bed, she crawled down from it for him to see, moving forth on her hands and knees. “Good evening Master Dexter.” Such tempting words as she bit her lips while her gaze was up to him; bare body and wild ebony mane.

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Crawling // (close)

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When it came to the civilian, Galadrielle was far more permissive with herself and crossed boundaries, she would not have dared to with another. And yet, such gestures never seemed improper. And so, she had used her claws to crawl up the walls outside Dexter’s opened window, only to undress and continue her crawling into his bed.