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π•Ώπ–π–Š π•Ύπ–šπ–’π–’π–”π–“π–Žπ–“π–Œ (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

β€œI know, I just thought it was really hot..” he said with a gentle laugh. The thought stuck with him, and with her. Did he really like the idea? She could see him reading cheesy hentai about it, watching porn over it, guess he did really like it.
 
She frowned to herself; she wasn't ready to reveal herself like that yet. She was way too happy with things the way they were now to come out to her husband anout what she was.
 
She frowned more and sighed. Maybe one day she would be brave, but for now she supposed playing into it would be fine.
 
He was at work, stuck on daydreams of Orielle as a succubus. Well, as some cartoonish version of one anyhow.
 
She could see his imaginings and smiled a bit. They were quite the hentai renditions of her and she found them amusing.
 
Lots of bikinis and booty shorts and tiny bras. She could wear all that now and he wouldn't have to pretend she was a succubus. The womb tattoo though. She frowned softly, she had been hiding hers since they became serious. Would he like it if he saw it?
 
"You're the sweetest!! There's this one I found online that you'll like!! I can expedite it so it'll get here super fast, but it'll be like $80 all together. Is that ok?"
 
She chatred with him through his shift, ordering the lingerie with his card and putting in extra expedited shipping so it would get here by the end of the week.
 
He fell asleep holding her, making soft noises of need as he still dreamed of her in her succubus form. Or, what he assumed was a figment of his imagination.
 
She laid in bed, wide awake, feeling selfish and disappointed in herself. She just wasn't ready yet.
 
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