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

"Dirk!" That didn't take long. Turning to look, he saw Orielle running over, dressed in a short and tight little dress and purposely torn fishnets.
 
β€œReally??” He asked. Weird, but coffee isn’t for everyone. β€œWell uh.. I just usually get an iced coffee.. do you like sweet?”
 
She nodded, "I love sweet." She replied. She realized how weird it sounded to never have had coffee before and flushed, "My, uh...dad is really religious... coffee can become addictive, becomes a vice...you know how it is.."
 
He nodded. β€œAhh yeah I knew a guy like that..” he said. β€œAlright, uhh.. maybe you’d like a mocha..”
 
β€œIt’s a decently sweet chocolate coffee..” he said, smiling. The lust was still there but.. what was this? Adoration?
 
This was really weird. Maybe not weird but different. She hadn't had a man take her on a date before. She liked it.
 
β€œI’m glad you like it.” He said. The dates kept coming after that, and he never once made any moves to have her carnally, just enjoy her as the woman she presented.
 
How very human. She made a noise as she reached for her phone.
"Sooooooo"
"Were you thinking we could be"
"More?"
 
She definitely felt the rise in excitement from him. β€œOh I will treat you so well.” He said.
 
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