@timidtiefling ⠀⠀ ⠀ˋ you speak so little, yet always convey what you feel so passionately. ˊ
digits soon brush against her delicate horns, being as gentle as he can be with the tiefling, so he doesn't end up hurting or wound her.
⠀⠀ ⠀ˋ may I ask where you been lately ? you had me
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that sweet expression across her face, and the way she handled his scar with such care ...
he had almost forgotten how much smitten he was with the tiefling ...
larger hand reached for the back of her head, as he carefully combs through her strands of hair.
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claws scratched against
the tops of her fingers
when his mask was
removed ; bashful.
it had not mean to be
so obvious.
but there the disguise
was, held away from
the two, his face bare
for a hand to place itself
upon.
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a grin across his face as she broke his mask— he didn't mind at all, but her eagerness to see him beneath his crimson ‘guise was amusing to him.
⠀⠀ ⠀ˋ ... you could've told me to take it off. ˊ
her tone soft, and muffled, but he heard her nonetheless .
the cursed man does what he can to make the other comfortable around him, he knows that his rather large size can be unsettling, after all.
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“ his .. as well. ” a hand
reaches up to drag claws
along the edges of its
mask.
his attempts to appear
smaller than he truly
was, was appreciated..
it had forgotten how
terrifying he was looming
over the tiefling.
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crouching down— to be somewhat reachable for the other ... she always did dislike because of how inhumanly tall he is.
⠀⠀ ⠀ˋ ... your company has been missed. ˊ
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instinctively, the tiefling
flinches when a sudden,
large hand places itself
atop its head. it relaxed
a bit, once it saw it was
him.
“ it has.. ” she muttered
out, tail swaying low to
the ground as it nudged
its head into the oni’s
palm.
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