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With the combination of ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ and ๐ญ๐๐๐ก๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ฎ๐, he makes sure those who request his aid are left satisfied.
..more often than not, that involves having to carry them home.
[|#MVRP/#LEWDRP|]
[|#SEDUCTIVESUNDAY|]
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A sigh. Thenโperhaps unexpectedlyโAlakja gave a brief ๐ฉ๐๐๐ค back to her own cheek.
"สแดแด'สแด แดแดแด แดแดแดแดสส ๊ฐแดส สแดแดส แดแดกษด ษขแดแดแด ." The Viera half-heartedly scolded.
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"..ษช แดสส แดแด แดแด แดษชแด แดแดษชษดษชแดษด๊ฑ."
"ษช๊ฐ ษช ๊ฑแดส ษชแด, ษชแด'๊ฑ แด แด๊ฐษชษดษชแดแด."
The Viera answered absent-mindedly, grabbing the charging tab of his rifle and pulling it back . He'd use one hand to clean it.
"สแดแด *แดแดแด* แดแดแดแด, ๊ฑแด สแดแด *แดสแด*."
She giggled once again and nuzzled herself right on him more. Cheek pressed to his.
"Glad ya think I'm cute, sugar."
A cheeky grin. "You're real cute too."
Beneath those sparkling eyes lay tears that no longer shed.
The smile that makes the sun seem dim, carries a sadness that weighs heavy.
All that's left is hope.
That one day she'll find her place.
That she'll know what love is.
That for once, she will no longer know fear.