happy purring, leaning into his touch. “ You’re soft. “

head tilt? “ ... what ? “

it huffs out a breath, “ I am the same height that i’ve always been. “ For his sake, it sits.

A hand would rest on his waist, an act of both support and gentle contact. Not to mention, a reassurance that it could be gentle in the only nonverbal way possible. It would rumble in acknowledgement, “ Indulge yourself all you wish ; i am here to please you. “

Easy questions, ones that almost make it smile. Almost. “ Foul Legacy. “ It pauses, the rumble in the back of its throat momentarily loud, “ .... former resident of the abyss. “ Well, at least it was honest.

“ i am not stupid. perhaps ignorant, but... i am still learning. “ it doesn’t deny anything else said though.

“ 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘸. “

He begins to press kisses where ever he can reach as a single hand begins to snake its way down, trailing slowly against her bare skin before pressing themselves experimentally against her folds.

“ I never did. “ Clawed fingers would tap on its own leg, “ They are more fun as play things , annoying otherwise. “ If the winery owner could see the beast’s face, he would very easily see it was contorted in disgust at the rememberance.

. . . sneezes

“ thank you. “ proceeds to fucking bear hug

blinks. it does not know what tissues are.

“ thank you. “ sniffs.

; // IM NOT DEAD GUYS I PROMISE

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