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knows she can’t move him.
“ I g ─ guess so .. ”
She felt herself sinking despondently, cheek pressing on his elbow crook, watching a vein flicker in front of her eyes. Reflexively her eyes squeeze tight shut.
“ Is that what you wanted to hear? ”
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You could barely call it a proper effort this last time her hands come up to do something about his arm smothering her face. To call it prying would be like calling a kitten’s mewing a meow. Whether for a lack of trying or having accepted her station, she ... ➜
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for all archer was not well read and spent a lot of his time in a state of confusion. he knew that priya did look at his arms. or rather, she pointedly avoided looking at him,
which was all the same.
he flexed once more, tightening his grip around her. ( & )
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built for brute force and overpowering.
She does her best to stay resolute when he growled down at her, she wasn’t about to be intimidated by a dog throwing a temper tantrum.
“ Because you wouldn’t back off! C ─ 𝑐𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺! ”
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Priya clasped her hand against herself, skin left stinging with the impact. It was hard to not dwell in the knowledge that a man’s chest could be pillowy like that .. she didn’t know. She was convinced that muscles were all horrible, rigid things ... ➜
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❝ GH - HEY !!! ❞
a small red hand mark appeared on his chest as soon as she gave him a big SMACK !! - a hand was placed against the place that was smacked and gave it a little rub as he glared down at her — grrr . . .
❝ Tch - the hell was THAT for !? ❞
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@PLUMBLOSSUMSNOW Not here in the interest of needing to aid him if he fell over in heat exhaustion, she knew she needed to step in before that happened.
“ Listen to yourself, y ─ you’re on the brink of passing out. ”
She thrust out a water bottle ... ➜
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(There’d been a scoff readied behind her teeth, only to be stuck there once he breached the distance between them to touch through her feathery hair. A whole minute goes by where she forgets the process of exhaling and intaking air).
Nn .. * ♨️
ᔆᵗᵒᵖ ᵗʰᵃᵗˑ
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Then I suppose we’re to call ourselves lucky to have our own 𝒔pecial little faces from you, huh ?
[ Reaching out, there was no hesitation in cold fingers as they brushed a stray lock of her hair back behind the shell of her ear. ]
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Priya was beginning to feel the ominous pressure of something growing against her thigh. She made sure that when she took in air it was shallowly, as to not graze up to him more than she needed to.
“ H ─ how .. how do you expect ... ➜
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his voice was a low growl on account of all the yelling he did daily — in excitement or in anger. he could feel her heat up the longer he kept her trapped.
unsurprisingly, archer was getting hard.
⠀⠀ “duh. i don’t want a massive head. c’mon. answer the question.”
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(His laugh sat in her mind awhile, irritatingly pretty ..)
I have a feeling my expressions are more of a product of the things I am made to listen to out of both yours and Archer’s mouths.
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[ The way she sighed and rolled her eyes even when red stained her porcelain cheeks amused him. So stiff yet … so eager underneath. He’d laugh. ]
Well, it has been a long time. But, there is something I recall my maker saying
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She heard how he was grinning in his voice ── a voice that bristled into her hair, nesting beside her ear till it turned hot.
She was beginning to lose steam.
“ I ─ I ─ I don’t know ..! All I know is that your brain hasn’t gotten any bigger! ”
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he could let go. he just didn’t want to. archer liked having her close — liked the way her hip bumped against his thigh.
his grin was wolfish as he tensed his muscles once more.
⠀⠀ “answer the question.”
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unenchanted arrow. As much as they’d shown to be capable of handling the weight of her bow she was not about to let them fire off a lovestricken arrow into some unfortunate passerby.
“ Pick a target. ”
A tree preferably, there were plenty around.
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Priya was geared to have to scold them if they released the string at full draw, disappointed when she doesn’t get to.
“ Your posture could use work, ” but even in saying so she’s reaching to an invisible quiver down by her hip to pilfer for an ... ➜
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“ I see. Aren't you not supposed to—
Actually what do I know. ”
They'd laugh it off, confused in their mind on why she was so puffed up next to them ? They weren't holding it wrong right ?
Taking stance, they'd held the bow like they were taught. Digits now pull on +