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Life Could Be A Dream, Sweetheart (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She nodded, "You're welcome..." She replied. Her heart was pounding. She was really going to do this. Her head screamed not to, but she needed him to trust her.
 
"Is there anything else you need? Or will you fill me in on the progress when I bring you your next meal?"
 
He raised an eyebrow. "I give you as much company as you've earned." He said, his voice cold and rough.
 
She blushed more, "I've done really good recently...been really good...wouldn't you say that's earned a little more than just a brief check in...?"
 
He made a noise and rubbed his chin. "I'm a busy man, Iris.." he said. "I could try to come by more often, but that's asking a bit, don't you think?"
 
"I just..." She rubbed her arm shyly, "A girl has needs, you know...? I don't trust any of the others to be this close..."
 
"Needs?" He asked, looking over again. He knew what she was getting at, he just loved watching her squirm.
 
He smiled. "Maybe I do.." he said. "Still, Iris, how do I know this isn't just another ploy to stab me?"
 
He moved over to her and began patting her down, his hands rough and firm but for once, not rough and harmful.
 
He didn't feel anything suspicious under her vault suit, not that he could really see anything suspicious with how tight it clung to her. Despite having only C cups, she had a pretty nice body, with pretty nice hips. She had shed a little from her food strike, but that was ok. She still looked amazing. A real sight for sore eyes.
 
He got a little greedier with his par down, making a noise as he did so. "Alright, I don't feel any weapons.." he said.
 
Excellent. This was a good sign. "F-Feng...~" God, how did that sound so good? He hadn't heard his name moaned like that in so long.
 
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