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katzenprinz · 1 year
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Tuggoffelees prompt: Tugger follows Misto to his human home and becomes the thing that wouldn’t leave.
“…what is-“
“I don’t know, and he won’t leave.”
“Did you take him outside?”
“Yes! All morning! Every single time he’s gotten back in somehow. The windows are all closed and locked. I shut the chimney flue. I even checked the attic, but there are no holes. It’s just like-“
“Just like when Butler disappears and we look everywhere just to find he’s been asleep on the back of the couch the whole time?”
“Pretty much.”
“Where is Butler?”
The woman points at the very large, very fluffy creature now occupying the entire circumference of a basket with a round pillow inside it. Amongst the fluff, when the man leans closer, a small black ear can be seen.
“I think Butler brought him home with him,” the woman says. There is a pause. “He didn’t want to cuddle with me at all, but he followed me all over the flat for a bit and let me rub his ears. Even the little tufts. And the two of them have been inseparable.”
The man crosses his arms over his chest. “It was enough of a fight already finding a flat that would let us have one cat. They’re not going to allow us two. And I’m not sure that thing is even a cat. Not a domestic one, anyway. He’s got stripes and spots, both.“
“I think he’s what’s called a cashmere bengal. I looked up cat breeds. But he’s definitely also maine coon. That’s why he’s huge.”
On second look, the man can’t even see the basket that the ‘cat’ is curled up on because he spills out of it so much.
“We still can’t-“
“If you can get him to leave and not get back in somehow, then fine,” the woman says, even as she reaches over to stroke the strange cat’s fur. “But you know Butler always somehow does his vanishing act any time our landlord comes round. For all they know, this handsome beast could’ve always been our one cat we moved in with. Aaaand, Butler has cried every time I’ve tried to put his friend out.”
The man doesn’t seem convinced, and bends down to lift up the sleeping cat. It immediately awakens and writhes to escape his grip. And from the basket, a tiny meow of protest roses from the now-revealed black and white cat that is Butler, who is less than half the strange cat’s size.
Two hours later, the man slumps onto the couch. The woman laughs as the cat who had just been yowling at him and scrambling to get out of his grasp jumps up onto his chest and lays out down practically the whole length of the man. It begins to purr so loud it could probably be heard over half of London.
“Alright. I give up. He can stay.”
The woman beams, going to the hall and then quickly returning holding a black leather collar studded with tiny spikes. “Thank god!”
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perfectfeelings · 4 months
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship you have.
Robert Holden
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quotefeeling · 4 months
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship you have.
Robert Holden
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keenvictory · 2 months
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Synopsis: Cove is already pretty clingy. But you wearing his clothes drives him crazy. (NSFW drabble)
: ̗̀➛ Featured Characters: Cove Holden x Gn!Reader
̗̀➛ Content Warnings: Minor possessive talk, mostly he's just a clingy loser.
̗̀➛  Additional notes: A finished post? My word! Finally putting my near 400 our life hours to use. I hope to post more soon. Leave me some requests for ideas if you'd like!
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Nobody you know would call Cove possessive. He's beyond secure in your relationship by now, you've known each other for years upon years. Nobody on earth could even attempt to take his place in your life.
He sulks a little when something or someone steals your attention away for a long time. Jokingly complains about your coworkers getting to see more of you then he does when long hours keep you away from each other.
He's clingy, certainly. Spoiled? Absolutely. But possessive? He couldn't be. Well... That's not quite true. Cove would be lying if there wasn't a small, carnal part of him, deep deep down, that absolutely adored you belonging to him, and him to you in turn.
The feelings oh so rarely rear their ugly head, he almost forgets they're there at all. Until he sees you draped across the couch on a lazy Sunday morning, bundled up in his pajamas. Wearing his clothes has always done something insatiable to him, no matter the size difference. Whether his shirt pools around your tummy or hugs your waist tight, his cock pulses with a dreadful, needy rhythm.
You have to be aware. Right? Of course you know what it does to him. Every moment with you is heavenly, but you have to have noticed the way he squirms every time you stretch back and his shirt dips and pulls. You have to have noticed the way he fucks you far too energetically for a lazy morning, groping your chest through the soft material of the t-shirt. Surely, surely you've realized he all too often "forgets" to put your laundry in the washing machine with his own, lending you his clothes out of the lustful kindness of his heart? Whether you know what it does to him or not hardly matters, because Cove is there within moments, curling up beside you on the couch. Pressing his face against your neck, his long fingers tracing the slope of your thigh. "Cove?" You ask sweetly, putting whatever it was you were doing aside. "Do you need something?"
God he loves it when you say his name. The needy ache in him only gets worse, he tries to push your bodies flush together, almost grinding the tent in his pants against your hip. He's never been the best at initiating sex, his mind gets so hazy and the words don't come to his lips.
Not that he always minds, he hardly knows what to say ever, and there are much better uses for his mouth. Like now, as he presses gentle kisses to your neck in place of answering. He toys with the idea of nipping at the sweet skin there, leaving a little mark for later. But he's already so restless seeing a bruise he left marking you as his might have him cumming in his pants, and he really can't do that again.
"My love," You purr, and a sharp shock of want pierces through him. He bucks his hips against you, desperate. "Use your words. What do you want?" What does he want? To bend you over the sofa and fuck you senseless, possibly. To burn all the other clothes on the planet so you always have to prance around in his pjs. To make you cum over and over until you're as restless and needy as he feels. But mostly importantly, most senselessly.
"I want you."
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perfectquote · 2 days
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship you have.
Robert Holden
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thoughtkick · 1 year
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship you have.
Robert Holden
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someiicecube · 3 months
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made the mistake of looking through the Clifford Holden tag on here and was :( to see the lack of content for him here
(unwatermarked and bonus edits below the Cliff)
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ilycove · 8 months
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Cove’s hands traveled across your body, an almost motherly expression on his face. "I feel like your fever's gotten worse."
You turn over in his tight hold, your eyes clashing with the ocean. "Maybe it's because you keep cuddling me."
Cove doesn’t reply. He doesn’t have to, really. A hand of his stays at your waist while one travels up to your chest. He places it on your heart and feels his heartbeat beat at the same time as yours. It’s gentle, but so prominent.
You place your head over his chest. He notices you’re warm, really warm.  He goes to offer some water, or maybe soup, but you tell him you’re fine. 
At that moment, it’s only you and him who exist. Everybody else in your neighborhood doesn’t matter, it’s only your home that has life in it. His fingers draw circles against your skin, and if your fever wasn’t making it hard enough to keep your eyes open, he was definitely elevating that battle. He notices this, just like every other little thing about you, and you can’t stop him from offering this time. “I really don’t mind making you soup.”
“I do.” You lift your head and try to keep your eyes open to meet his again, and almost immediately drop it.
“Oh.” You watch as his eyes follow to the ground, but the corner of his lips tug into a small smile.
You lazily wrap an arm around his waist, pulling him even closer than your bodies would allow. You match his breathing with his, and suddenly everything sucks a lot less. You stay like that for a moment before deciding you needed his voice again. “Do you think we would’ve found each other in another life?”
He doesn’t miss a beat before replying with; “Of course.”
“...Same. I think that if you were an otter, I’d never let go of you so we never drifted apart,” You paused. You met his eyes again, smiling softly. “If you were a prince in a foreign land, and you were forced to marry someone else, I’d help you run away. I’d send you love letters every night and pray you’d read them.”  You closed your eyes and hum, comfortably. You barely even notice that his eyes lingered on your figure. He takes a deep breath, and you feel his voice.
"...I think that, if you were a star, I'd become an astronaut. And I'd study you for years to come."
You hum, closing your eyes once again and letting yourself sink into his presence. "And what if I exploded? Like a supernova?"
"Then I'd take the little pieces of your stardust and compact you back together."
"And if I slip through your fingers?"
He pressed a kiss in between your eyes. You can feel him smile against your skin. "Then I would know that it's for the better. I'd make sure every scientist and astrologer alike knew your name. And you'd still be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he pauses to take a breath, bittersweetly smiling. “I think I’d always miss you in my bones. Grief and growing wouldn’t be enough to forget about you. About us.”
You don’t reply at first. You’re thinking about what to say when his hands come up to your scalp to play with your hair, his fingernails scratch against your scalp and you can’t keep your eyes open anymore. 
Once Cove notices you on the brink of unconsciousness, he laughs and you can feel it vibrate through your bodies. He kisses the crown of your head. He says something, but you didn’t quite hear his voice. You only heard his heartbeat.
“I’ll love you when our hair turns gray. We’ll live in an old cottage, maybe not too far away from here so our kids could still have an experience like ours. Maybe not. I’m not too sure yet,” his fingers curl around some wisps of hair and pull you further into a sleepy trance. “...We could have a cardboard box full of photos throughout our life. I’m sure your moms have some baby pictures of us together. I think our kids would be envious of us.” He seals off his speech with a chuckle.
You don’t know which hand it was, but one of his hands starts holding one of yours. He presses a kiss to your cheekbone and whispers against your ear. “I love you.”
You knew that already. You squeeze his hand three times. You love him too.
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there isn't enough tamarack content in the x reader tag. same for derek. my fellow simps, send me your requests and i will write little snippets for the both of them
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don't get me wrong ー i love cove, baxter and qiu as much as the next person, but i wanna give the less popular OL leads some spotlight 💗
and... if y'all wanna ask for something regarding a mr. cliff holden... let a girl know
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bearofohu · 2 months
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crushing on clifford holden is the most fatherless thing the MC can do in this game. like no king you dont want a dilf what you want is a father figure. jfc
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katzenprinz · 1 year
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Tuggoffelees prompt: it's too early for this
For some reason Tugger is awake. He is awake and no longer in bed. And somewhere downstairs he is making noise.
Enough noise that now Misto is awake. And it is way too early for that.
Not that Misto has even peeked over at the small alarm clock on the dresser. He doesn’t have to. It’s a Saturday that neither of them have anything scheduled for and he didn’t wake up on his own, therefore it’s too early for him to be awake.
His tail flicks sharply under the covers as he hears something clattering. He grumbles, rolling over while stubbornly clinging to unconsciousness as much as he can.
There is a lull and he begins to drift off again.
Only to be rewoken by Tugger’s footsteps coming up the stairs. Normally Tugger does his best when he wakes up first to be as quiet as possible, or he just stays in bed until Misto rouses too. It does sort of seem like Tugger slows once he gets to the top steps, treading more lightly on the hardwood floor. But Misto can hear him going around from one room to another and there is so much movement it is impossible to ignore.
Right as Misto is about to open his eyes and sit up so he can pout at the door, it opens. He isn’t sure why, but right before Tugger pops his head in, Misto snaps his eyes shut once more and pretends to be sleeping.
There’s a small chuckle from Tugger. Then a shifting noise from the side of the bed. And then one of his hands strokes down Misto’s side on top of the blanket.
The next thing Misto knows, he’s being lifted up into his boyfriend’s arms and carried out in the hall, down the stairs, and over toward the fireplace. Tugger kneels and lays Misto down on what feels like a pile of every blanket they own that isn’t currently on their bed.
A fire crackles and casts warmth over Misto from the front. The glow from it is amber through his eyelids.
It’s comfortable and cozy. And a few moments later, Tugger lays behind him, wrapping his arm over Misto’s waist. He breathes a soft hum of a sigh, contented, and nuzzles the back of Misto’s ear.
In a few moments, Tugger’s breathing has evened out. Misto cracks open his eyes to find that Tugger has constructed a small fort for them, with blankets draped over their dining room stools and twinkle lights artfully clipped to them. And on one side, where one of the large living room windows is, Misto can see large white flurries falling outside.
“I wanted you to wake up to the snow, but you’re such a light sleeper,” Tugger murmurs suddenly from behind him.
Misto jolts slightly, then tilts his head so he can see a portion of Tugger’s face. He reaches back, cupping Tugger’s cheek, then watches the snow dance down to the ground some more. “You’ve still succeeded,” he says, voice heavy with sleepiness.
He shuffles back, pressing himself flush against Tugger’s chest. It’s hard to keep his eyes open, but he watches the snow for a while before they slide shut again. The peacefulness is perfect.
And this time, he thinks maybe it’s not too early for it after all.
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daniecho · 2 years
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I'm rereading Catcher in the Rye (yes bc of the discourse 🤡) and Holden's like. I left on a note on my history test so my professor wouldn't have to feel bad for failing me. I think my little sister is so smart and she's my favorite person to talk to on the phone. I have to write this essay for my roommate on his shitty typewriter because I already lent my typewriter to someone else. I invite the friendless guy next door to go to the movies with us even though he's consistently rude to everyone. I got in a fistfight with my roommate because I got so upset thinking about how badly he treats girls and the possibility he'd done so to one of my friends. I think you shouldn't be intimate with girls you're not really fond of and it's confusing that sometimes things that seem rude to do are fun in that context and I don't know what to do about it. I'm freezing in the snow because someone stole my coat but I still want to say goodbye. I couldn't stand watching my former headmaster be rude and dismissive to students' parents who didn't look perfect and rich. I'm still heartbroken over my little brother's death from leukemia. 
And people not only call him a misogynist asshole but say things like "I get that's he intentionally written to be an unlikeable monster, but I still hate this book because I just didn't like the experience of being in his head." The book opens with him telling you he's in a sanatorium. There are other reasons to engage with art than just rollicking good funtimes entertainment jfc
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starteas · 2 months
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Holden! 🌟
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quotefeeling · 11 months
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship you have.
Robert Holden
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perfeqt · 3 days
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship you have.
Robert Holden
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a-rat-who-writes · 9 months
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Cove's Alphabet NSFW
This includes NSFW ideas of what Cove Holden is like during sex or after, please do not read if you are under the age of 18 <3 (Written by Rat #2) (added a few things since last posted)
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A- Aftercare (What are they like): Very gentle, loves to pamper the other person, and greatly appreciates it when their partner gives them aftercare too, even if it is a simple spooning cuddle session or if it is bathing the other. He often tends to hold you close to his chest, threading his fingers through your hair as your breathing regulates, and gives you gentle forehead kisses.
B- Body Part (Their favorite of their own and yours): His favorite is his arms because he is confident in his strength when it comes to picking you up. He loves your legs, specifically your thighs, because they are a nice size for him to lay his head against when the two of you are relaxing or after everything is said and done.
C- Cum / Clothes After (Where they do it): He often pulls out if he doesn’t use a condom and cums purposefully on their stomach, their legs, or on a towel if available. After everything is said and done, he prefers to put on his underwear and shorts, lending you his shirt if it is oversized on you. He doesn’t mind if you have any clothes on after or even during the session, but he isn’t against you putting any or all of your clothes back on after. He purposely aims to keep you as comfortable as possible.
D- Dirty Secret (A dirty secret or a guilty pleasure during sex): He won’t ever admit it, but he secretly likes it when you talk dirty to him in public spaces when no one is paying attention or when anyone can’t hear. He also loves it when you give him neck kisses in public, which makes him instantly go red, stuttering out the ass.
E- Experience (How experienced are they): You both got together when he was 17 and you were 16. (For the sake of things, you can swap the ages if your birthday comes before his, which is November 2nd.) He previously had one girlfriend when he was in middle school, but it never went anywhere because he secretly had eyes for you the whole time and was too scared to admit it. You were the first person he was ever intimate with, which also allowed you to teach him things, though he had already researched a bit before doing anything with you. The first time you both ever did anything he was absolutely flustered out of his mind, stuttering the whole time and making sure you felt good as if he would die on the spot if you didn't.
F- Favorite Position: If it wasn’t obvious, he wasn’t very skilled in knowing about many different positions and how to properly do them, so he typically has you both in missionary. He loves it when you ride him, though because he gets a wonderful angle of you and he loves watching the way he's able to make you feel.
G- Goofy (Are they serious at the moment, goofy, nervous, etc.): Often he gets a bit carried away at the moment before realizing what he does, causing him to get flustered and making him ask, "Does this feel okay?". "Oh god, I didn’t hurt you, did I?" He tends to laugh a tiny bit whenever you do something more direct or dominant, such as wrapping your legs around his waist making him go silent for a moment before continuing.
H- Horny (How horny do they typically get and what is their desire to do things): Often, when he is off visiting his mom and you aren’t with him. at least one of the nights he will jerk off at the thought of you under him or you whispering in his ear. Something he will never admit is that one time when he called you at his mom's, he was touching himself and quickly ended the call before he finished. Something that makes him get lightheaded is when you drag your tongue along his neck or collarbone. (Bonus points if you kiss him after and where your tongue stopped, there is a trail of saliva dripping down the side).
I- Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantically, do they touch a lot, sensual?): He often doesn’t know what to do with himself physically because he gets very nervous and second-guesses himself, leaving you to help him figure out where to touch. After your third time having sex, he has the things that make you moan the loudest burned into his brain, making him instantly do whatever that is.
J- (Jack off, how often do they?): He wasn’t really one to touch himself before your relationship because he always thought it was disrespectful to think about you that way without knowing you also reciprocated the feeling. After you got together, he did it about once a week.
K- Kink (One or more of their kinks): He has a HUGE praise kink since he is a bit nervous. He loves hearing how good he makes you feel, and that is often almost enough for him to cum on the spot without you even touching him. He dislikes the thought of you being tied up or blindfolded, but he won’t object to it if you suggest he is.
L- Location (Favorite place to do it; where is it most often?): While living with his dad, he ALWAYS prefers to do it in his bedroom or your bedroom, but on the off chance that absolutely no one is around, he might do it on a kitchen table, a counter, or a couch. When he is living on his own, he will do it anywhere in his own place: kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, living room, etc. Unless you beg him to do it in a public restroom, he always strays away from doing it somewhere in public.
M- Motivation (What turns them on): He instantly gets weak in the knees when you breathe along his neck or give him gentle kisses along his collarbone. He likes it when you are more direct in the beginning, such as by pushing him against a wall or whispering dirty things in his ear because it reassures him fully that you do want him.
N- NO (What is off-limits, or something they would not do during sex?): Choking: He WILL NOT purposely choke you unless you specifically guide him where to put his hands and how much pressure to apply. He is also against physically hurting you, like spanking. Despite this, he will toss you on the bed if you were being a tease to him earlier in the day.
O- Oral (How good are they? Do they prefer receiving or giving): He definitely likes it when you give him handjobs, blowjobs, etc. More often than not, though, he enjoys eating you out when you’re pressed against a wall. He likes watching how your legs give out with the way he flattens his tongue against you. Probably it is a 65:35 ratio of him eating you out and you giving him either of the jobs.
P- Pace/Physical (Are they fast and rough? How quickly? Do they like to bruise or give hickeys?) Since you are the first person he has ever been intimate with, he often finishes really quickly. He loves it when you give him hickeys anywhere on his body, but he purposely gives you hickeys on the lower part of your neck, where no one can see. (It’s like your little secret with him.)
Q- Quickie (How often and their opinions on this over proper sex): He definitely prefers proper sex in the bedroom or somewhere more comfortable where he can take his time and really make sure you’re satisfied, but if you request to do a quickie, he often won’t turn you down.
R- Risk (Are they willing to do it with others around?): When it was earlier in your guy’s relationship, he was 100% against doing it when his dad or your friends could hear, but over time, as you guys learn about each other's bodies, he will do quickies in another room quietly. Later, when you guys are alone, he will give you what you deserve.
S- Stamina (How many rounds and how long are the rounds): He is pretty average when it comes to stamina, usually 2 or 3 rounds, unless you eg him on for another or if you edge him into another.
T- Toy (Do they own some or use it on themselves or their partner): He isn’t the biggest fan of toys, and he would prefer to be touched by you or to touch you. If you request toys, he isn’t against using them on you, but again, he doesn’t like using them on himself unless he is alone and you can’t satisfy him yourself. 
U- Unfair (How much they like to tease or get teased): He won’t ever admit it, but he does love it when you tease him. He finds it super attractive when you know the little things that turn him on. Only when you begin teasing him will he lightly tease you back, but it often blows up in his face with you teasing him even more.
V- Volume (How loud are they and what sounds do they make): When there aren't any risk factors, he will get very loud, whining, and breathy groaning. When he gets carried away, he often cries out, repeating your name multiple times. He absolutely loves hearing your voice, so he aims to make you feel as good as he can. (Bonus points if you say his name when you finish, which often makes him cum on the spot regardless if you are touching him.) 
W- Whispering (Do they like to keep you quiet or themselves or go all out): He often is quiet during a quickie, where he only grunts and gives quiet praises such as "Yeah" or "Just like that". When it is you guys alone, I’ve said it multiple times, he gets very loud and is a little puppy dog for you, whining and gasping for breath.
X- X-Rated (Do they watch porn to get off, or watch movies while you do it?): When he hasn’t seen you in a while, he will listen to audio that sounds similar to your voice, but he doesn’t often watch porn. When having sex, he will often put on some sort of low sound in the background, so it muffles the sound of your guy's voice from outside the room. Sometimes, when you go on date nights in the house, he will put on an X-rated movie to get you two going. 
Y- Yearning (How much do they do it with you?): He generally can go 1-2 weeks without any sexual touching, but after that, he craves you. He will regularly have sex with you 1-3 times a week, with the occasional quickie thrown in the mix. 
Z- Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep?): He often gets flooded with emotions before, during, and even after everything is all said and done, so he gets tired very easily, which leaves you to give him aftercare. He will make sure, though, that after every session he reassures you of how well you did or gives you some sort of pampering before resting. This is the time when he gives you the most softest kisses in the world and presses his hands against you like you're silk.
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