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His face is ready to turn red.
His face is ready to turn red.
He looks embarrassed but has to get in those good graces.
He looks embarrassed but has to get in those good graces.
He raised his hands in proclaimed innocence. Didn't expect a third party meeting this Queen Bee.
He raised his hands in proclaimed innocence. Didn't expect a third party meeting this Queen Bee.
"FUCK, PLEASE LET ME COME OVER!"
Not even gonna apologize for the cap lock.
"FUCK, PLEASE LET ME COME OVER!"
Not even gonna apologize for the cap lock.
He puts his instrument away and clasps his hands before himself.
He puts his instrument away and clasps his hands before himself.
The twists of her foot has him grunt loud. Surely it applies pressure to bruises he develops on the torso.
"Can't you please spare me?"
The twists of her foot has him grunt loud. Surely it applies pressure to bruises he develops on the torso.
"Can't you please spare me?"
"Let me know what more I can do, La Bete..~"
"Let me know what more I can do, La Bete..~"
"Agh! Wait, can't breathe!"
An expression of terror and pain
"Agh! Wait, can't breathe!"
An expression of terror and pain
He repeats it and some more to be better at pronouncing it. Trying to get back into playing his instrument with a song dedicated to her.
He repeats it and some more to be better at pronouncing it. Trying to get back into playing his instrument with a song dedicated to her.
He is cut off from his exclaims by any squeeze she delivers to his head and neck. All he can see glancing down is the fuzzy gray arms with that voice.
"P-prey..? Ough-"
He is cut off from his exclaims by any squeeze she delivers to his head and neck. All he can see glancing down is the fuzzy gray arms with that voice.
"P-prey..? Ough-"