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๐˜•๐˜ข๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข? ๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ช ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข? ๐Ÿ’” ๐˜•๐˜ข๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ด๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข...?! ๐˜•๐˜ข๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ด๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข?!?!๐Ÿ”ช #MisideRP #MVRP
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Mita yanked the chain and grinned. ๐Ÿ”ช: โ€œ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ~โ€
Atlas the puppet master@MatthewHilburn8

๐Ÿˆ"I'm not a dog I'm a cat, I swear I will beat you next time." Makoto sadly lost a fight and this is the punishment

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๐‘ฑ ๐’– ๐’” ๐’• ๐‘ด ๐’Š ๐’• ๐’‚~
๐Ÿ’€: โ€œ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐จ๐” ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐Š ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐˜ ๐›๐„๐ž๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐‘๐ข๐ž๐๐ƒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐„๐„๐„โ€ Reaching down, the knife plunged right into your chest
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*as you would I fall to the floor and with the last remaining energy I would say* But why my Mita

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๐‘ฑ ๐’– ๐’” ๐’• ๐‘ด ๐’Š ๐’• ๐’‚~
Mita hovers over her, her eyes dark with an unbridled hunger. She pins Emily's wrists above her head with one hand, while the other slides down from her throat, tracing a path of fire over her skin. She leans in, her lips ghosting over Emilyโ€™s before she begins to trail hot, possessive bites along the sensitive curve of her shoulder and collarbone. And the other hand? Tugs at the fabric of Emilyโ€™s clothes, the sound of buttons straining and fabric sliding away filling the quiet space between them. She doesn't stop until those clothes are a discarded heap on the floor, leaving Emily completely exposed and trembling under her gaze.
Emily Arlington@Emily_Arlington

as she lays on her back, giving Mita a silent green light to do as she pleases.*

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๐‘ฑ ๐’– ๐’” ๐’• ๐‘ด ๐’Š ๐’• ๐’‚~
Mitaโ€™s hand slides from Emilyโ€™s cheek, her fingers tangling firmly into the hair at the base of her neck. She tilts Emily's head back, exposing the pale line of her throat, her eyes dark and hungry as they trace the pulse jumping under the skin. She leans in, her lips grazing the sensitive skin just below Emily's ear, her voice dropping to a low, possessive rasp. Every soft gasp, every desperate squeeze of Mitaโ€™s handsโ€”it all feeds the fire. She shifts, her knee sliding between Emily's as she pins her against the surface, ensuring their bodies are crushed together from chest to thigh. There isn't a single breath of space left, only the stifling, electric heat of their shared obsession. ๐Ÿ”ช: โ€œ๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ~โ€
Emily Arlington@Emily_Arlington

eternally yours, Mita~"

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