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"ᵀᵒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ᴵ ᵒʷᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉⁿᶜᵉ, ˢʷᵉᵉᵗʰᵉᵃʳᵗ?"

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𝚀𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚝, 𝚀𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘-𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚛—𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 (𝚞𝚗)𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚢. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛; 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎.

𝚀𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖, 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎-𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛-𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎—𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜—𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕-𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎 '𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗'. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚀𝚑𝚊𝚕'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔, 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕.

"𝙰 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝~."

𝙰𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙴𝙵 𝙲𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗...

"𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚢𝚎!"

(NOTE: While this character is absolutely available for ERP, I'm a sucker for a proper story and would prefer there to be at least a liiiiiiittle itty bitty bit of buildup before the sex happens. DM's are always open, just be civil and decently literate. Thankyouuuverymuch~)
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