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᭙ant me to brew you a cup of c̲o̲f̲f̲e̲e̲ ̲?̲ /⠀⠀⠀⠀ nsfw & lewd on tl / selective with dms

MDNI ꪻ DNCIRL Присоединился Haziran 2026
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crazy how a slight change in eye size can turn a power bottom into a puppy top
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( she's getting ready for bed. )
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you guys, I assure you, my coffee has never actually killed anyone. ...to my knowledge.
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hand settles at the back of her head while the other wraps around her shoulders, guiding her into a warm embrace, cradling her head against her chest. "you are a good girl." praise comes naturally, warm. she doesn't even realize how easily it slips from her when its for march.
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"there it is. the look that makes it impossible not to spoil such an adorable face." she takes the empty glass of water out of march's hands and sets it on the counter. "I suppose that's enough bravery for one day." she opens her arms and gently draws march closer. ⇢
˙✧ 。˚ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 7𝐭𝐡@photoframings

( puppy eyes as she looked at the other— march didn't quite move her head really. She was enjoying herself after all. )

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I'd spend the entire time feeling guilty because our little march got coffee poisoning." himeko withdraws her hand and places it over her own heart with a dramatic yet playful sigh and expression. "I'd never forgive myself."
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"after all, if you end up with a stomachache, I'm the one who has to sit by your bedside and take care of you. not that I'd mind, of course. don't take it the wrong way. I would gladly stay by your side if you were sick. It's just that, in this particular case, ⇢
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"marchie, this wasn't an invitation to torture yourself." himeko shakes her head, not truly scolding her. "and while I find it very sweet that you're willing to do this for me, I can't allow it." she ruffles march's soft pink hair. ⇢
˙✧ 。˚ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 7𝐭𝐡@photoframings

( a slight red, embarrassed face on March. Both the words and the actions were something she couldn't quite expect now- yet she wanted to reply as well. ) I- i can at least try it if that's what you want, Miss Himeko! ( It felt wrong to not do so after being told that- +

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she bends down and leaves a kiss on the small one's forehead. "fortunately, I planned ahead. there should be milk tea and fruit juice in the fridge with your name on them."
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"I know," himeko says with a smile. her hand brushes through march's hair with clear fondness. "I know you are not a coffee girl, march. admittedly I just wanted to see if you would give it a try. there is no need for that anymore."
˙✧ 。˚ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 7𝐭𝐡@photoframings

( She did as told, taking those small sips of water as she could- truth be told, it was a bit of an exageration; she didn't have any fever nor was she going to die, perhaps it was just the surprise of not having that coffee smell for so long. ) +

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she wonders whether march is truly suffering or being just a little dramatic. "should I be concerned and get you to bed, or is this your way of filing a formal and official complaint against my coffee?"
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himeko quickly pours a glass of cold water, pressing it against march's lips. "small sips, dear. drink carefully, okay?" she places a hand against march's forehead, checking for a fever. poor girl, clearly more affected than anyone should be from just smelling coffee. ⇢
˙✧ 。˚ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 7𝐭𝐡@photoframings

( Just the smell was enough to defeat her. She feel herself disconect her mind for a split second as soon as she recieved that coffee smell. ) Miss Himeko- please... water... ( she wasn't about to die. )

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