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you were born reaching for your mother's hand, victim of your father's plans to rule the world.
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οΉ the prince remained thoroughly unbothered, giving no weight whatsoever to the foreign thoughts circulating around him. οΉsounds like a fair trade to me.
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( Phainon honestly didnβt mind.. though .. what if others saw? heβd only be sad if mydei gets upset if there is comments noting it.. for now he is quiet about it )
mmhm let me help since you help
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hearing phainon bestow that pathetic, suffix on someone β¦ i swear, iβm going absolutely violent.
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oh, to be the target of such feverish yearn β¦ *π
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letβs put your claims to the test. a nutritious dish, pack it with carbs, vegetables, and protein. letβs see what you can come up with.
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Rest your grievances, Mydeimos! I assure that my hands are very capable of much more than just turning pages or following each other's path! I can perfectly follow recipes with the exact same meticulous precision I use to observe everything around meγ!
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οΉ failing to register the prolonged contact, hands unconsciously preserving their hold on the wrist. οΉβ¦ good.
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Rightβ¦ youβll be here.. thank you, I say the same to you, I know youβre strong but iβm here for you
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οΉ a miserable impediment, failing to execute even its basic function. he lets out a quiet laugh. upon sampling the texture of the lower lip, his trajectory shifts downward along the cervical column ββ taking a deep, sustained inhalation as if archiving exact chemical Β»
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( the laughter that claws its way out of his chest is no short of foreign to his own earsββa sound of incredulous delight; amusement and ππππ’π πππππ‘ alike.
anaxa makes a point to press his palm flat to mydei's face, a half-hearted attempt at evading those kisses. but
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signature for the inevitable day of their separation. οΉso be it, i shall die a sinner.
οΉ exerting raw suction against the lateral column, manufacturing a heavy bruise, an undeniable warning label meant to guarantee his students remained strictly outside the Β»
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equation. οΉiβll cut off the hands of any who touch you, iβll burn the tongues of any who dare to blaspheme your name, anaxagoras.
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the truth is i miss him, but i'll swallow poison before i admit it.
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οΉ unassociated with fondness, though tolerated without aversion ββ unable to comprehend the logic, yet attempting to replicate it for purely experimental research. lips compressing into the flesh of the cheekbone, the acoustic output of the kiss amplified enough to Β»
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( there is a moment of tension, of stiffness in his shoulders, the flexing of his fingers. unmoored as ever by gentleness, it's in his nature to require a recalibration, before finallyββfinally unwinding ..
turning his head, he presses an equally gentle kiss to the ridge
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leave anaxa's internal sensors completely deaf. οΉ
to me, you are not merchandise to be worked with. and you are not something i take anything but pride in, you are ... an ally in this mission. i treat you as an equal, don't i .α£
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οΉ a consecutive kiss followed, narrowing the spatial deficit, pressing heavy and flat, closer to the convergence point of those tasty lips. οΉ
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οΉ extracting any coherent symbolism from that dream was a luxury utterly outside grasp. one could argue his intellect had simply played a sophisticated trick on him, or that it was merely the fundamental, animalistic drive to experience tactile intimacy as his Β»
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οΉ starter β- @cinisrixae οΉ
οΉ the mirror in deathβs chambers witnessed centuries of mortician preparations. tonight, it reflected a girl paralyzed by the fragile && perilous weight of hope. minutes evolved into hours while castorice debated over the garment,
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predictable. monolithic in its muscular density stood the demi-god, interwoven appendages locked tight as the mechanical rise and fall of a massive chest cavity processed the high-altitude air in an unceasing loop. οΉ
it is said that people seek solitude because they Β»
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find comfort in it, but i invite you to put that logic aside today. tell me ... what brings you here .α£
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