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แถ แต‰สณแต’แถœโฑแต—สธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒแต˜แต—สฐแต’สณโฑแต—สธ แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— แถœแต’แตแตแตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒ หขสฐแตƒแตˆแต’สท แต—สฐแตƒแต— โฑหข แต’โฟแต‰ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแตแต‰. แดฎแต˜แต— โฑโฟ โฑแต—, สณแต‰หขแต–แต‰แถœแต— โฑหข แต‰แตƒสณโฟแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’โฟแต’สณ โฑหข แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰แตˆ.

Joined February 2019
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Slow, creeping reach. Hungry, almost desperate fingers quivering over supple, soft skin. Hugging @deineginiuna from behind, a subtle, yet audible growl spreads his lips into a soft grin. Diving head first into her curled locks of flame, inhaling her scent before he pressesโ€”
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โ€” a kiss upon her neck. "You did not wake me." Muttered the warrior, almost in accusation. Though, it was still playful. Even if his tone said otherwise.
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The tension in his jaw grew. Even if those were tears of joy, it still wasn't right to see her beautiful eyes allow them to escape. "I will but for now... I'm still.. unsure that this is a dream still.. Caoimhe..." He embraced her again, kissing her forehead in the process.
โ€œMโ€™pleased te see yer in one piece,โ€ she commented breathily, a singular tear spilling over and trickling down her cheek. These were tears of pure, passionate and unbridled joy. โ€œYouโ€™ll have te tell me all about yer travels. No better story teller thโ€™n you.โ€
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No. He needs to admire the beauty in his tired, heavy gaze... He doesn't deserve it, but he won't ever let it out of his sight. Ever. Again. The urge to kiss her hands.. her forehead..
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สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ แตแต’สณแต‰ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ สทแตƒสณแต แต‡แต‰หกโฑแต‰แถ  แดนแต‰หกแต—โฑโฟแต หขแตสธสทแตƒสณแตˆหข แต‚แตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ แต‡สณแต’แตแต‰โฟ แดต'แต สทสฐแต’หกแต‰ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ แถ แต’สณ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒ แตแต’แตแต‰โฟแต— 'แต€โฑหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แถœแต’แตแต‰หข แดฌโฟแตˆ แดต สทแตƒแตแต‰, หขแตƒสธโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜สณ โฟแตƒแตแต‰... #SeductiveSunday
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"Mm.. then let me aid you, ease your suffering." God's did it pain him to part from her, but it was well worth it, to plant the most careful kisses on such beautiful eyelids, her warm forehead. "I've missed you..." His voice, gruff, deep, yet filled with passion, heartache.โ€”
She was positively giddy. โ€œIโ€™d take a closer look at ye but I canโ€™t make myself let go. . .โ€ the berserker explained through a tearful laugh. โ€œA sight for sore eyes. Iโ€™ve missed yโ€™so. . .โ€
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His vision burned. Blurry with welling tears. His arms didn't move fast enough. To hold her again. To smell her. The way her hair brushed against his scruff, his lips. "Caoimhe... Blessed... My Caoimhe.. "
Her usual grand smile exposed her upper row of pearly teeth as she spotted him, heart bursting with love and excitement. The distance closed between them and she pulled him into a tight embrace, tears stinging her throat and the corners of her eyes. โ€œOh, Cayden. . .โ€
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Red mane. Porcelain skin. A brisk walk. No. No she deserves so much more. He wouldn't run for just anyone.
There is a scent on the wind, one familiar and comforting. . . Green eyes scan her surroundings, searching for the source.
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His grin was soft, as was his gaze. "I.. I had to take care of some unfinished business; and now..." Cayden gave pause to swiftly press a kiss upon her lips.
โ€œYou must tell me what yeโ€™ve been up to all this time. . .โ€ She moved back just a bit to cast her gaze up at him. โ€œYer in one piece, so thaโ€™s a start.โ€
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He would gently press his cheek against her before moving to kiss her warm temple. "As I have missed you..." Cayden combed his fingers through wild locks. "...So.. so very much.."
โ€œCayden. . .โ€ She spoke quietly into the crook of his neck, green eyes closing tightly, afraid that if she let go he would disappear. โ€œIโ€™ve missed you. . .โ€
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The werebear chuckles, a hearty growl meant to signify his affection sounded before his embrace is met with her frame. A loving squeeze, a quiet inhale before he closed his eyes to envelope in her warmth. "Caoimhe... my sweet.."
She is startled and ready to throw a punch! But upon laying eyes on him, she is jumping into his arms.
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Like a scolded child, Cayden bowed his head and shut his eye. "That is.. why I did it." A ragged exhale made him shiver along with broken ribs popping. "Old.. old habits die hard, Frรบ Caoimhe. They didn't call me.. a Guardian... for nothing." "Where.. I come from. We would..โ€”
โ€œIโ€™m certain I know just what ye did to โ€˜em.โ€ Caoimhe said sternly, her brows dropping and her expressing turning serious. โ€œNot more thโ€™n what they deserved. They woulda done worse to me, eventually.โ€ Her words trailed off, and the sentiment left her stomach turning.
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โ€” have.. praised the very ground you walk upon. Coveted.. anything.. you lay your fingers on." He paused to slowly look to her, avoiding any eye contact. "...And I would.. do it again."
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