consider it to have been a privilege to see such a thing, dear, she may not have the blessed sights of seeing it again.
no follow up questions? ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ.
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but committed and pure.
as for calling her back, he couldn't help but resist the urge to pick at her mind and by the seems of it, she was enjoying picking at his.
his father was bound to get what he desired, too, don't go assuming otherwise.
and perhaps she wasn't much like her mother but she had been believing her mother was something grand and pure, when she was busy proving to be anything
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Tainted? Certainly. in many ways, she might add. If she was honest she wouldn't count the things they did as her first anything due to those tainted memories, even if it was.
If he didn't want nothing to do with her, why would he call her back?
Pretty strange.
hand trailing down to her thigh, fingers gripping at the meaty skin to pull it up and across his lap, his tongue grazing over his bottom lip.
โi thought you preferred me filthy, or am i suddenly wrong ?โ
what a true blessing that was โโ so, lanky arms loosely wiggled their way around her waist, tugging her much smaller frame closer to his wider, more broad one.
blame her ? ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ. mostly is putting blame on her mother.
o h ? it's a good thing he had no desire to even touch her with a ten foot poll. tainted blood was passed down to her.
and want her ? he doesn't want anything to
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that kiss had sent chills racing throughout his body, his teeth grazing against her bottom lip that was plumped between his own โโ then suddenly breaking.
๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ? he never misses. that was just the teaser to what was yet to come โโ
hands slithering down to her hips, wondering fingers wrapping around them to somehow tug her frame closer to his lean one, his lips momentarily brushing
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trust works both ways. supposes he trusts her, shouldn't she trust him ?
don't go tempting him with a good time now โโ he is ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด in the mood for a good strangulation, take that as you will.
he is. . . observing and intrigued.
Does he really think she's gonna trust that easily?
He may not have his blade on hand, but he's gotta keep in mind, strangulation is an option. He wasn't one to shy away from that.
..slowly, the brunette scooted her way over to the other.
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their mess from playing with their prey had turned this once picture perfect home into a horror show, coating the walls and tiled flooring in speckles of blood โโ but though they found satisfactory out of playing, a mess always had to be cleaned.
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his voice remained lowered as he inched a step closer to the shorter figure, his free hand finding its way to curl his slender, blood slicked fingers, around her wrist to draw her in closer to his towering frame that seemed to cast a shadow over her dainty one.
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his tongue momentarily slipped across his lower lip, grazing the pointed tip of the knife before drawing it back it and across his pearls that were stained with the dyed corn syrup he had been playing with earlier โโ what tricksters they were, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด.
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