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"ι αℓωαуѕ ωαηтє∂ тσ кησω нσω тσ кιℓℓ α кιηg
υѕє нιѕ мα∂ηєѕѕ αgαιηѕт нιм, ƒσяѕαкє єνєяутнιηg
тнσυgн нιѕ gяιρ ιѕ ѕσ тιgнт αη∂ ιт'ѕ ¢нσкιηg мє
ι ωιℓℓ ƒιη∂ α ωαу συт σƒ нιѕ ℓσуαℓту"
Linea's smile broadens like she knows something he doesn't. She tsks him and taps his nose.
"Again with that m-word..."
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Lin happily obliges, setting her smile against his lips. And then she sighs, as if thinking about it.
"Asking so nicely this time." She laughs and stretches up to put her arms around his shoulders. "You're lucky you're cute."
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i want to kiss you. not on your mouth, but on your most secret scars, your ashy black and journeyed knees, your ring finger, the trigger finger, those hands the world fears so much.
She winces away from the pinch, head pressing against the wall roughly.
Lin watches him with large, wary eyes. She's terrified, she's angry, and she's confused. She isn't sure what to do with any of this...but she is sure she doesn't want to be eaten. +
"Mmh." Lin hums softly, welcoming her own blood onto her lips. All the more to make her kisses sweeter to him.
"Haven't had a proper meal today?" She smirks, runs her bloodied finger along his lips.
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[[ not gonna lie chat, a bitch has been distracted and sleeby. I make no promises, but I'm sure I'll ease back into writing here soon
Lin's lashes flutter, she winces and shivers, and smiles. "If I wanted a different flavour I'd go find it, Victor."
She presses those smiling lips to his, light and playful.
Her jaw drops, she guffaws. "You nearly killed me moments ago, more than once I'm pretty sure, and now you want to make demands?"
She pushes away, back coming to press against the wall. Lin fixes him with a glare. "No."
This has to be a nightmare, right? As in, it's not real? She stays knelt on the floor and looks up at him. Even when he addresses her, it still doesn't feel like he's speaking to her.
There's so much missing context to what he's saying and every word is lost on her.












