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❝𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒖𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 . . . ❞

ㅤ about to cream myself. ㅤ

ㅤ can't believe you are married to a walking dildo. ㅤ

ㅤ why the hell would I be jealous ? i'd just rather you be with an actual person, and not a toaster. that's reasonable. ㅤ

ㅤ he's not a man, he's a robot. robots do not have souls. especially toaster robots. by all means, we can spend time together, but it's not going to end well. ㅤ

what the hell does the robot think he's doing ? ㅤ

ㅤ being a maximoff is real shitty sometimes. ㅤ

ㅤ a subtle 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 . 〝 did you call me,. . . daddy ? guess that doesn't sound so bad. 〞 ㅤ

ㅤ the weight of his brow lifted, along with a curious lingering of his hues, taking her 𝑖𝑛. 〝 it's hard to tell, but I think you 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 me to hear that. didn't you ? 〞 ㅤ

ㅤ the charcoal of his hair, smoothed back by the brace of his palm, an attempt to keep his hand busy, whilst recovering from a flustered rise in his cheeks. 〝 perhaps, it 𝑤𝑎𝑠. but, you're free to call me by that again, if you so 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒. 〞 ㅤ

ㅤ was it becoming that 𝑜𝑏𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 ? the softness of pale lips curled to a subtle smirk in return. the quickening of a heart, followed by her nickname, sent a thrill along his spine. 〝 if you're trying to 𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑒 me or something, it might be working . 〞 ㅤ

ㅤ that's impressive work by the short period of their exchange, by the warmth and cologne of his body leaning into her scented perfume. 〝 well, now that you've worked your magic , what are you going to do 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 ? 〞 the tease in his tone became more attuned. ㅤ

ㅤ make one together ? right now ? ㅤ

ㅤ yes, like right now right now. come on. ㅤ

ㅤ i'm being serious. bring your camera and come by. please don't keep me waiting. ㅤ