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the faint sound coming most likely from her companion would have found plenty of excuses in her mind, were it not for the fact that she could sense his pulse, blood rushing somewhere, ⸝...
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whilst he drew to forget the
placement of his own hand, only
by the sheer comfort of its touch
against her, he could never ignore
the way she drew closer to him,
the sudden audible beating of his—
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pumped by his heart. unusual, yet pleasant to the ear for unknown reasons, 𖬺 even when their steps came to a halt — Calypso didnʼt move an inch away, but rather leaned closer so that part ⸝...
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meanwhile, shorter form instinctively drew closer to the one leading the way, subconsciously liking the placement of his hand, furthermore, wanting it to remain.
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strolling wherever his path was carved, occasionally glancing at the pink prize that added more pride to her step from mere possession of it — especially when it was won specifically for her. ⸝...
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his gaze shifting to space before
them, crafting a path between
the crowd for them to traversed
through, even if he would rather
forcefully make way.
he rarely stepped foot so directly—
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ticklish goosebumps followed his hand until it stopped at its current position, making the spot pleasantly warm. legs carried her where subtly steered, while eyes stubbornly remained glued to Chaosʼ ⸝...
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as ever, she found a way to make
his every gesture and effort more
than worthwhile with even the
smallest of responses.
his hand drifted down from her
head, lightly brushing a few strands—
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face. only after a moment did she realize that staring incessantly could bring an involuntary answer to his question. 𖬺 although with every blink the dragon seemed more handsome to her heart, pupils ⸝...
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You'd be so surprised how often THAT answer comes followed by without costing a cent, making effort or changing anything...
See the issue?, the expectation to obtain better and better results without ever truly making any active effort to correct the problem.
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platinum hair shifted under his touch, in every direction his hand led it, leaving a bit of a mess behind. yet she didnʼt seem troubled by the possibility of a bad hairstyle — still rather ⸝...
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stepping forward, closer, with
a slight shift to her side, his hand
moved to place itself upon her
head, shifting from one side to
the other in a petting action of his
own whilst still being sure to—
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occupied with the pink dragon, nestled so perfectly against her chest.
ʻ mhm, letʼs go. ʼ eventually her chin lifted up, revealing a warm colour upon both cheeks, brought on by the happiness ⸝...
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