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uninteresting in halting that activity that felt way too good, he wanted to let his hands run through the trickster's back, using the dry one to retrieve the cigar and give it a rest.
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curious that it took a while for graves to figure out that was being done on purpose - him, that had already accused that damned trickster of much worse crimes, including in that very conversation.
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perhaps deep down tobias was aware of this , although his malevolence didn't need proof to exist. all he needed was to open his mouth for a single damned minute to create chaos in tranquil environments & healthy relationships.
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not that it would stop him for robbing anyone else, but graves' mind was making all kinds of connections β and having so much fun with it.
yielding to an urge, he let both of the arms close behind tobias' back, bringing him closer and adjusting the body over his.
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