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a date was definitely something she could do. "if I didnt have a gentle touch, how could I work my metals?" she hummed in response, "or even catch your attention? you don't seem the type to like the rough and tumble person, if only just to admire, but not to keep." her eyes held a muted humor now.

did she have an idea of how this was going to end? likely. did it hurt? not that she could feel, it was something she had become accustomed to. sighing softly she smiled, "the pleasure is mine, donovan." was she tired of the emotionless encounters she kept? yes. did she let that stop her from her career and her needs? no, no she didn't, not even with the guilt biting at her tongue and lips.

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"Do you think of me as a thing to to play with, lovely Ariside? Or shall you break my heart more with your cold, damning claws?" He asked, feeling as if he were reciting poetry to her, and reached out a hesitant, clean paw, hovering over her own paw. He didn't want to touch her. She was so dirty, and gross, but her voice and her body- he sniffed, smelling the iron and blood, nearly overcoming his own scent.

Oh, he could imagine it now, and it terrified some primal part of his mind. And yet, he imagined it. He loved the idea of it but.... "We couldn't let my boss find out about this, lovely Ariside." Dimitri wouldn't let him have this. Dimitri woulddo something to punish him- or Dagon would, and the idea of Dagon punishing him... terrified him more than she did.
Dagon would start by rubbing his face in mud. Ew.

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"oh romeo, dear romeo." she murmured in response. she could see his hesitancy, the uncertainty. she quirked her lips a little,
"if the dirt throws you off that badly, let me clean up." she tells him gently, gaze locked on that small white paw. what was she doing?

chuckling slightly, "oh, none would approve of it, I assure you. its unnatural, dangerous, doomed from the start. dont worry, I wont tell anybody if you want to go through with it." she answered lightly. she couldn't fight the aching deep in her chest, the pain lancing her heart. for one so big and so confident, she was lost in the worst way.

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The fact she offered to clean herself gave him some amount of comfort. She was so dirty and Donovan briefly imagined the water she washed herself with turning grey and red as weeks of gunk came off her body. "Even if you clean yourself, will your soul ever be clean, Ariside?” That was... perhaps rude. Her gentleness... surprised him.

She acknowledged this would be bad, too. That comforted him, somehow. Donovan finally found himself putting his paw atop her own, only briefly cringing at the thought of touching the grime and dirt. She was going to taint his pretty white coat. "Ariside...” Take me. ”I want to do this with you.”

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a soft lilt of a laugh came from her lips, "my soul is far dirtier than my body could be." she responded loosely, gaze falling back to the paw that he would settle on her own.

her eyes traveled back to his when he touched her, slight humor in her eyes. "you do? give me a few moments to wash up. it's actually clean inside the forge in the back by the table. where the blankets are." she told him, flicking her tail as she started down towards the coast and the smaller pools of water.

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