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The Cursed Forge (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"Dragging the skinned meat to camp attracts them anyway." He stated. Was he doing this on purpose? Who knew.
 
He watched quietly. Didn't being huffy like that get Ghorrok going? Or did he just imagine it? He exhaled and watched the fire.
 
"Wh-" He faltered for a second, "Well, I am. But I figured it would have waited if you didn't skin the animals first."
 
He snorted a bit and suddenly moved to pull Casron into his lap. "So ye wan'ed t' piss me off t' fuck ye, hm?"
 
He huffed and clamped his hand down around Casron's mouth. "Tha's enougha tha'.", he said, grabbing at his hips again.
 
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