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                 INSTINCTUAL FEAR drags along his spine like sharpened claws. Play nice with big smiles, hide when you want to run. All of life lessons were being tested with just one conversation.   It’s true, darlin’. Just trying to warn you. I couldn’t bear being the one who makes you choke or gets stuck in your teeth.He rolls up the long sleeves of his shirt, revealing the dark marks that label him as rotten. “ See? I ain’t lying to you.

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      precious of ya.       ❜      a false curiosity, sultry gaze drags over sculpted arms.            well ain’t ya just a  LOVELY boy, mm? so thoughtful.      ❜       it doesn’t put her off, oh no. slender hands, spider legs, reach out as she moves to sit right next him, thigh to thigh. fingers wrap around wrist, feels a strange tingle. maybe it excited her. sharp nail drags lightly along black veins, wisps of willowed hair brushing against his arm, his cheek.             i’d love tastin’ y’tween my teeth, baby.     ❜