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Donovan piped up a bit, ears standing as she met his challenge. Oh god, yes! He had few opportunities to use his words. He could imagine it now and he was excited- How would that even work? Without me shapeshifting... Who was he kidding? That was called a challenge.
Then again... he had morals, didn’t he? There he was again, infected with Dimitri’s ideals of a domestic life. It put Donovan at a moral standstill- he wanted- so badly- to lay with someone and hold them close.
"Elegant, are you?” Donovan took a step forward, his alluring eyes on her scars and taking note of them. He already imagined running his tail across her back, softly pressing his paws on her scars and rubbing them.
He was disgusting, wasn’t he?
"Looks like you’ve been hurt more than once.” he said, gaze flashing to her scars and taking another step forward.
The smell of her workshop was stronger now.
"Give me your love, and I’ll mend every scar of yours.”
Then again... he had morals, didn’t he? There he was again, infected with Dimitri’s ideals of a domestic life. It put Donovan at a moral standstill- he wanted- so badly- to lay with someone and hold them close.
"Elegant, are you?” Donovan took a step forward, his alluring eyes on her scars and taking note of them. He already imagined running his tail across her back, softly pressing his paws on her scars and rubbing them.
He was disgusting, wasn’t he?
"Looks like you’ve been hurt more than once.” he said, gaze flashing to her scars and taking another step forward.
The smell of her workshop was stronger now.
"Give me your love, and I’ll mend every scar of yours.”
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