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@crucifilt

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. —— Rotten to the flesh and withered through the eons; and shall we narrate how I unfold your miseries.

ava @Minarii_s Katılım Eylül 2025
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... course he knew. Alas, he just wants to offer a little push while you are at it. Seeing you trying to figure out things like a curious little feline makes his heart flutter. Come on now, @mer_cied. Cedris really wants to hear it from you.
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... because he can't even start to pronounce how deliberately soppy you are when doing something you have no idea about. But he knows you've tried, and he appreciates the gesture more than the gift that awaits him. “May I know what's bothering you, at least?” He knew, of ...
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Birthdays have not been particularly worth celebrating for him. It merely marks the date of one's birth, especially when anyone ever reaches this point of number. He had stopped counting since he reached seventy. He never cared how long ever since then. Celebrations happened ...
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... couch with glasses stable on his frame with a few piles of paper, the very usual him. What are you up to this time, @mer_cied? You suddenly remind him of a cat, as if you were trying to be all secretive and mysterious yet you were doing a very terrible job at it.
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... for what reason exactly. It is hard not to notice how you've made these purchases resembling gifts—the wrapper and stuff. But he tried not to pry, as he usually does, you will always find your way and reveal yourself to him. So there he is, Cedris idly sitting on the ...
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... when his sin deserves not a single salvation in the eye of norm? Desire pooled and blinded his vision. The angels must have shamed him for this, yet he found himself not at least a bit guilty about this. “Show me everything you have for me, dearest. I shall give you ...
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HOSEA.
HOSEA.@mer_cied·
ㅤ Now that they're finally free from all that tedious nonsense (honestly, what a bore. Humans and their ridiculous little wants) where else would they go but to their dearest ̶d̶a̶d̶d̶y̶ ahem, priest? ㅤ
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... had the audacity to pinch the soft nub. “Always eager for physical contact, and more hands over you. Isn't that right, dearest?” And a bite given to your earlobe, body pressed so close with no gaps between them that no excuses can even pronounce how sinful they are to ...
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... illicit desires. “I don't think so,” he murmured, heavy against you whilst pinning you against the altar. “But I'll oblige. I will give you what you want.” And he crashed his lips against yours, sloppy and rough, not a single trace of affection hinted upon it—only ...
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