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he doesn’t make the connection in
the immediate moment it happens .
it’s when he 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 that
the mind stirs itself to remember .
what of heat & collective animality
gathered that had earned himself
the pleasure of —
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he tracks every motion of mercenary's sight, ⠀ the weight of his attention on where roach lays red and open. ⠀ (he'd had basked in it.) ⠀ it rises in his throat, ⠀ the accusation, ⠀ before it's killed on his tongue, ⠀ furling instead into a murmured; ⠀ "you like this?"
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understand the body’s natural
resistance to a foreign object . what
is wet & squelches almost hesitating
to part until finger is crooked & he
sags forward with a harsh 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯 .
finger crooking to widen the space —
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