'Fuss?' [Her tone is skeptical, but she doesn't push the issue, either. Instead she leans down far enough to plant a kiss atop the half-orc's head, so very warm and happy and content.]
Whatever you say. [Her head flops back on the pillow, eyes closing for a moment.]
By the way. 'The whisper of claws'? That was inspired. You should write erotica, you know?
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Whatever you say. [Her head flops back on the pillow, eyes closing for a moment.]
By the way. 'The whisper of claws'? That was inspired. You should write erotica, you know?