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ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇʜᴏʟᴅ (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He made a low noise as he kissed back. She was watching him train again? Odd, usually he noticed. “I’m glad you enjoyed the spectacle..~”
 
He ran his large, rough hands over her slowly, grateful of what little fabric she wore. Something about that made her skull tingle, the fact that he was so capable of such tender devotion, and brutal slaughter in her name.
 
He needed more. He began removing her dress, suddenly latching roughly onto her breast, his other hand squeezing as if he expected milk.
 
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