To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Reaper
"Enjoy the meal with me, please. There is more than enough for the both of us." Carefully placing her paw over his, lips once more curving upwards. "It is better to eat together than alone." Mae softly stated to Reaper, she was showing him affection in innocent ways as her skull soon went under his own. Her tail curling against her hind quarters. Was the young lady starting to crush on the masculine?
She felt that of heat rise to her cheeks, thankful of the dark coat that would hide the blush away from his eyes.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
Turning to him, as he placed the heart at her paws, listening to his words. She known from her family that you did get the most from the heart, and by far it was gifted almost always. Looking to him and then back to the heart. "Thank you, and it is the most delicious choice of meat." Offering a smile, as she lowered onto her belly, the heart between her front legs as she began to eat at the tender meat, it was still warm and tasted lovely. Her tail dancing against the ground once again. It was kind of him to give it to her, although she knew he did not have too.
-Exit Reaper-
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
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