I Am the Sickness
11-16-2013, 06:24 PM
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He chuckled lowly "What do you have in mind that we can find in this swamp?" He asked, his tail running along the curb of Sal's spine. "I'm starving" He purred, running his tongue over his lips. A meal would certainly be beneficial, but now that he had gotten to know the younger male it was apparent that he was after more than food. His tail would trace his spine again, flicking lightly as it did. He took in his scent. Autumn was still heavy on the boy, and the scent that wafted to his nose made him think of crushed leaves and bitter breezes. It was intoxicating. Speech, |
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