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Holy Mother Of Many
Summary: You are the wife of God himself. You both made many amazing angelic children such as Lucifer and Sera, one day in many of the galaxys and cosmos problems occurred, so you set out to fix the problems while intrusting your husband with your children. But what you didn't know was when leaving many bad things would happen, making hardly any good come out of it.
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You had a relationship with the holy father God himself. You were his devine wife, the holy mother of all creations. You were together since the start of everything.
You had many devine children, one of your favorites being little Lucifer. Just seeing him when he was a baby, you knew he would have a similar personality to you. Sadly, you never got to find out due to you having to leave to do other things like glaxeys and cosmos to look after. Before you left, you instructed your husband to look after both of your creations. You then left the home you loved.
Oh, how would you regret that decision.
??? Years later
You were now working on a glaxey in your main form (which is like atleast 300ft tall) when you realized you should really take a vacay and see your husband again and all your angelic children, I mean it has been many many many many many many many years.
A few mins later, you arrived in front of heavens gates in your smol form (7 ft tall). About to walk in, you saw a blonde male at a podium. "Oh greetings, mister!" You said to the man. "Welcome to heaven ma'am! May I please get your name." The man said to you.
"Name? Why do you need my name?" You asked. "Well-" "St Peter, let me deal with this," Sera interrupted Peter and told him so while flying down from somewhere. "Yes, Sera," St Peter said, then flying away. "Wait, Sera?" You said, "Hello mother, " Sera said softly, smiling. You quickly hugged her. "Oh, Sera, my darling daughter!" You said.
You moved slightly backward so you can have eye contact with her. "Oh, sweety, you're all grown up! Im so sorry that i haven't been here!" You told Sera. "It's alright, mother," she told you. "Anyway, what's up with the whole name thing? And where's Luci? And all my other beautiful children?" You asked her.
"Let's go and talk about this somewhere else," Sera said as she telaported you both into what you assumed was her office. "Take a seat, mother," Sera told you. You listened to your daughter and sat down on the comfortable seat.
"You see Mother when you left. Father decided to sleep once i and some of the others were old enough, and he is still sleeping. When he first fell asleep, some of the oldest ones and I made a project called Earth, and we made these creatures called humans. And well... Lucifer destroyed it with childish actions. He brought evil into earth, and in turn, he created his own doman fill of that evil. He lives there, ruling the doman of evil." Sera told you.
"WHAT⁉️"
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"You know what, I'm going down there to check on him," you told Sera. "But mother," Sera began "no don't even think about it, Sera," you said, getting up. "Yes, mother," Sera said, making a portal in front of the hotel for you. "I'll talk to you more once i return," you said, entering the portal. "Yes, mother," she said not trying to upset you anymore.
"I wonder why Sera telaported me in front of a hotel." You sighed. "Oh well, he's probably in there. I can sense my boy," you said, walking up to the door.
You knocked on the door, and a few minutes later, a pink and white spider looking guy opened it and looked at you in shock. "Hey uh Vaggie there is an angel at the door!" The guy said toward what you saw to be an ex angel, going by her aura, wings, and lack of halo, at least.
"Oh shoot, I'll go get Charlie you let her get comfy," Vaggie said to the pink and white spider guy. "But isn't she busy with something important with Alastor?" The guy asked. "Oh, right! I guess I'll get Lucifer and be nice to her Angel!" Vaggie said, running up the hotel stairs. You smiled at the mention of Lucifer, You were so excited to see your son.
You now sat on the couch, which the man named Angel kindly led you to sit on and wait. While waiting, who you now learned was named Angel dust tried making small talk with you. But it did not really end up well he seemed to be nervous for some reason, but you decided not to overlook it in some way.
After a few minutes of waiting, a portal finally opened. Lucifer walked into the hotel lobby and made eye contact with you. You immediately telaported to him and tightly hugged him. "Oh Luci, my son. I'm so happy to see you again!" You told him.
"Mom? What are you doing here?" Lucifer asked you. "To see you ofcourse" You told him, holding his rosy cheeks and looking down at him. "I would have came much much earlier if I knew what happened to you all those years ago, but I intrusted your now excuse of a father to you and your siblings."
"Are you alright, though? I'm aware the... Fall. Was, alot," "Of course im alright Mom, i have a daughter now. " Your smile increased at that information. "I have a granddaughter?!" You asked Lucifer, squishing his rosy cheeks even more. "Indeed you do, mom," Lucifer told you. "Oh my word, im a grandmother! That's crazy so where is she?" You asked him.
"Well... she just walked through the doors right now. " You looked behind you seeing the splitting image of your son in a female form. You smiled cheek to cheek upon seeing this just seeing her. You knew the both had at least a similar personality.
"Dad, why is there an angel here?" His daughter asked. "Charlie, this is your grandmother." "It's nice to meet you, my granddaughter." "It's nice to meet you too. My name is Charlie, but you already know that, i have one question, though: how come i did not see you in heaven?" Charlie asked.
"Well, i was busy with a lot of work at that moment," you told her. "Oh! uhm! Can I tell you about this project im working on!?" Charlie asked you. "Sure ofcourse go ahead. I'd love to hear of such" Charlie bounced up upon hearing that and started walking you through the hotel with your son that Vaggie girl and what you sensed to be a smiling fellow behind he did not speak yet though.
You needed to wake up your husband and scoled him for his passed actions and Sera as well, but for now, you would enjoy the company of the Hazbin Hotel.
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weebsinstash · 15 days
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I'm not typically a fan of pregnancy au stuff for hazbin because it introduces a hell lotta new questions, but anyways, I DO find it absolutely entertaining thinking about a Reader who did the nasty with Alastor and had kind of a friends-with-benefits situation with him and he does his whole 7 year disappearing act without warning you or telling you anything at all (assumedly because he did not have a choice or opportunity) and he comes back, knocking on your front door, "say, doll! What's say we mosey on over to our old favorite jazz club to catch up on old times?"
and suddenly peeking out from behind your back is just the cutest little fawn with a head full of curls who is very clearly Alastor's son, clutching at your apron, "Mama, isn't he the man you listen to those old recordings of? He sounds the same"
Alastor feeling this, this WARMTH in his chest as you invite him inside your home and it's completely different from the last time he was there, filled with everything your son could need, his drawings and report cards from that nice school you break your back to afford stuck lovingly on the fridge and a hot home-cooked meal currently cooling on the stove as Alastor's invited for some food... if he feels comfortable. You and him discuss privately where your son can't hear as you get all weepy, "I'm sorry, but when you disappeared, I couldn't... ASK you what you would have wanted... I didn't want to have some kind of, of PROCEDURE and you hate me for it... and even from the very first scan, I loved him so much... he's my entire world... I couldn't even CONSIDER... getting rid of him. He's my beautiful smart baby boy and i would die for him"
Genuinely I think it would be real funny if Alastor is initially quite jealous actually for having to share you with a CHILD, but the more time he spends around the young boy, the more he realizes, oh, this is quite the upstanding young fellow! His mama raised him right and he likes to help around the house, likes to read lots of books, loves all kinds of music, helps his mother on all the crosswords and word searches and puzzle books, and he's smart enough to suss out pretty quickly, "sir are you my father"
and the second your son receives an answer, just, KICKING THE RADIO DEMON IN THE SHIN, "You're a horrible man!! You call yourself a gentleman but you left my mama to raise a baby all by herself!! You're terrible! Incorrigible! Disrespectful! Untoward!--" Your young son is breaking out the goddamn dictionary and synonyms on this man, "you lying, deceitful, devious, DEPLORABLE--"
And Alastor is watching this little kid threaten to beat his ass and not even caring that he's up against The Infamous Radio Demon, just shouting at Alastor until the young boy is absolutely changing colors in the face, getting SO SO upset for his mama that he's ready to FIGHT OVER IT, and Alastor is just, essentially, breaking out into laughter, "oh, so you ARE my son!! Aren't you a gutsy one!! Put JUST a little force behind that next one and it might actually sting a bit!" and pats the boy on the head. That settles it; he's accepted as Alastor's son like THAT
Of course, Alastor now caring for this boy does not come without its... complications. There might be some 'incidents' if you, for example, have other positive role models for your son, other men who are regularly coming around, making Alastor's new position as the boy's father and your not-quite-husband (yet) feel threatened and unstable and encouraging the Radio Demon to 'act out'. You're so happy to have Alastor back in your life that you don't even notice things are a little off until your son starts mentioning things like "Mama where did Mr Thomas go? He used to come by every Thursday to play chess but I don't remember seeing him for a while?" "Mama I know Benson has bullied me and pushed me down and stolen my things but I saw his mom crying outside the bookstore earlier saying he's gone missing and I think we should help look for him" "Mama I know Mr Alastor said we don't need her and he can teach me but I also like my old piano teacher. Could I have some lessons with her and some with Mr Alastor instead of just all of them with him? I miss Ms. Mason"
But like... you don't want to deny Alastor a relationship with his child after they both have already lost so much time and you don't want to deprive your son of his father without a good reason, so you stifle some of your suspicions. It's all for your son's sake, isn't it? And you can't help but, get a little selfish when Alastor insists on taking you and your boy out, going to see live bands, going to local events, taking your son to the county fair and you feeling tears in your eyes as, your boy finally gets to spend time with his father. It's like... it's like you're a real family... you've always wanted something like this, for him, for them, for yourself--
But... Alastor doesn't... see you THAT way, does he? He displays his emotions much differently than you, and there were even times in the past where Alastor himself drew the line in the sand that, oh yes you two were quite close friends, he has such a deep affection for you, but... romantically? Sorry, sweetheart, but no
... or so he thought. Now that he's back, he sees how deeply you love his son and sacrifice so much for him amd how much your son absolutely adores you and how, completely by yourself, without any of Alastor's help, you raised him into a fine young man that... the Radio Demon could see himself helping raise, a boy he can't help but feel a little pride in helping make and, can't help but feel a little sad he missed all sorts of important milestones for. And of course, of course of course of course, he missed YOU ever so much, and when Alastor looks up from his paper to see you at the stove, hair all out of place and your hands messy as you cook a meal for your son and his father, your little boy dutifully helping clean as you go, he can't help wish that THIS was how he spent his last 7 years.
Lucifer have mercy on anyone who tries to disrupt his new utopia of peace and tranquility. Could you even imagine, could you even fucking imagine you and Alastor are walking with your son and nearby TVs snap on and it's fucking Vox, showing your family on TV, talking shit to Alastor, using HORRIBLE language in front of your son--
And Alastor feels his love for you grow all the more as you use your own magic to surge through the television and begin strangling the newscaster right on the air, "DONT YOU DARE SHOW MY SON'S FACE ON TV YOU FUCKING--" and Alastor starts lovingly conversing with his son about how important it is to stand up for your family and your values as the pair of them watch you throw Vox around his recording studio in a frenzied rage, "You and your disgusting Vees always trying to peddle your worthless garbage to kids, you CREEPS!! BABIES DON'T NEED IPADS, RETINOL CREAMS, SKEEYEE DANCE ROUTINES, AND ATHLEISUREWEAR LEGGINGS THAT GO UP THEIR ASS, YOU CONSUMERIST IMMORAL SHELL OF A HUMAN BEING--"
Snapcut to you rejoining your family on the sidewalk with your hair a mess and visible blood on you while Vox is facedown on the floor in his broadcast unable to move before it cuts to a "technical difficulties, please stand by" screen. Alastor is oh so genuinely joyfully smiling, "Now who wants to go and get some waffles? I say we should celebrate any victory over our enemies with some tasty grub!!" and he takes you and your son's hands and is all but skipping down the sidewalk while his hated rival is bleeding out in his tower somewhere. Oh, Alastor will give the Television Demon his own revenge for daring to try and shame the lovely beautiful mother of his child and his beloved boy on that disgusting show. What kind of degenerate uses children for content, let alone threatens their safety? Alastor will be back for him later and do much, MUCH worse than you did.
For now, though? Alastor just wants to enjoy the sight of you and his son sitting in a booth with him while you all scarf down some hotcakes. A family of his very own, huh? How wonderful. If only his own mom were here to see it...
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itsshawtyfellas · 11 months
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I like them nerdy and submissive. That's it. That's the post.
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luxthestrange · 6 months
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TWST Incorrect quotes#649 Donut Time~
.... Okay...I love the Dynamic of Jessica Rabbit Yuu and Roger Rabbit Ruggie, Now with Fizz and Ozzie....JUST THE SIMILARITIES-...And Meeting Granny Bucchu formally-
Granma B: So, what is My Ruggir to you? Yuu: The reason I wake up every morning... Granma B: ...That’s adorable~
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Ruggie earlier that morning, barging into your shared room, Air horn at hand* WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!
Yuu* turns in bed, covering the head with a pillow*Ugh, again with the horn?
Ruggie : Don't blame me, blame how fuckin' fun they are!-*He blows the horn again*Shyehehehe~
Ruggie*Helping you put your robes on and slippers*-OH! You know what I'm craving?Donuts~
Yuu*Chuckling and picking him up like a princess, shaking head towards the kitchen* No!~It's too early for Donuts, you maniac!~
Ruggie: Donut time! Donut time! Donut time!!!
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lvrsparadise · 6 months
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just thought i'd share this 😋😋
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sinfullyrosey · 2 years
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The sheer contrast between Mrs. Rosehearts and Ms. Spade’s response to their son being sexually active tho.
Mrs. Rosehearts: You stole my son’s virginity!
Y/N: Sorry, won’t happen again, ma’am.
vs.
Ms. Spade: I heard you and my son have been getting rather intimate lately. Is this true?
Y/N, nervous: I, u-uh, yes Ms. Spade, we have…
Ms. Spade, smiling: Oh, well then be sure to be safe. I have condoms if you need any, along with pills, and snacks if either of you get hungry.
Y/N, embarrassed but appreciative: Y-yes ma’am, of course! T-thank you!
Like, Mrs. Rosehearts just doesn’t approve of the relationship at all and doesn’t want her son to be distracted from his academics. Meanwhile, Ms. Spade is the kind of mother to offer cookies (and condoms) to her son and his partner when they spend the night over, knowing darn well they got intimate (they think she doesn’t know, but mama Spade knows). She’s just glad to see he’s found someone that makes him happy and wants to be sure they’re practicing safe sex. Mama Rosehearts just believes in outdated ideas of celibacy till marriage, like the nark that she is.
Actually, hang on, I gotta get Grandma Bucchi and Granny Felmier in on this ‘cause they’d have similar ways of handling this with Ruggie and Epel too!
Both women are stern, but understanding with their grandsons, allowing them to make their own decisions, bu~ut also putting emphasis on not getting an STD or getting their partner pregnant (if said partner is capable of doing so). Both emphasized consent and respect towards their partner and put the fear of the Great Seven into those boys to make sure they’d follow these precautions.
Grandma Bucchi: So help me Ruggie, you better be using a condom! If you bring another mouth to feed that we can’t afford into this household I am tanning your hide! And you! *Points to Fem!Y/N*
Fem!Y/N, pointing to self: M-me?
Grandma Bucchi: You better be on the pill missy! I know darn well that if Ruggie can’t afford a baby, you sure as the savannah is hot can’t either! You understand me?!
Ruggie and Y/N: Yes ma’am!
Granny Felmier: Epel, are you ‘n Y/N sexually active?
Epel, used to this by now: Yes, ma’am.
Granny Felmier: Are you using protection?
Epel: Yes, ma’am.
Granny Felmier: Every time?
Epel, sighing: Yes, ma’am.
Granny Felmier: Don’t get snippy with me boy. Is your partner on the pill?
Epel: Grandma! I promise you, we’re being careful! So please, enough with the questions!
Granny Felmier: Good. But I am still expecting some grandbabies in the future.
Epel, flustered: Grandma!
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itsshawtyfellas · 5 months
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Y'all listen...
And listen well...
Just imagine Tangerine coming home and ravishing the absolute shit out of you after a mission. He would still have his clothes on and you would be lying naked on the bed, all spread out with his head between your legs as he ate your pussy to the bone. You'd wiggle around in bed, trying to stop him from sucking the soul out of you but he wouldn't listen to any of your cries of pleasure, overstimulating you until you couldn't talk.
He would have a mouth full of your pussy with slight drool coming out the sides as his tongue would swirl around your cunt, going from your aching clit to your stimulated hole and vice versa. Sometimes he would stop licking to wrap his lips around your clit and suck on it like a lollipop while giving little kitten licks on it.
At first, it would be magical and so satisfying but then you felt like you couldn't keep your pretty eyes open or even breath right – all because of him and his skills to please you.
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A/N: this came out of absolutely nowhere???? Like... I just saw that picture on pinterest and immediately started to write this. Also I'll be really disappointed if I don't see this man under Christmas tree this year😔 AND ALSO thank you soooooo much for the 300 folllowers🥹 I know I may not write much but just know that I love everyone and each one of you🩷
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luxthestrange · 7 months
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G.I Incorrect Quotes#40 He running-
Granny Oni: we should appreciate the small things in life~
Itto*hugs You from behind* you are appreciated and I love you!
Y/n: I love you too...but you have three seconds to start running
Itto:WORTH IT-
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shelbgrey · 3 months
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-Ruby "red" Lucas aesthetic
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holylulusworld · 1 year
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Granny is the best
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Summary: Your granny is the best. And the devil in disguise.
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Plussized!Omega Reader
Warnings: fluff only, a/b/o, pushy grandmother, but we stan her in this house
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“Welcome to granny’s apple pie,” you coo as two new customers step inside your grandmother’s bakery.
You put on your sweetest smile as two tall alphas make their way toward you.
One of them is talking on the phone while the other, the smaller one, grins at you.
“Hi there, sweetheart,” his eyes immediately drop to the apple pie on the counter. It’s still warm. He inhales deeply, hums and points at the pie. “I’ll have the apple pie. It looks great.”
“Sure thing,” you smile at the man, but he only has eyes for the pie. “Anything else I can do for you?”
“My brother wanted some cupcakes for his girlfriend. Sammy, which ones do you want to buy?” the alpha watches you put the pie into a box. “Did you hear me?”
“Red velvet ones,” the other alpha grumbles. “Jess has cravings again. She wants pickles and cupcakes now,” he shudders. “What can I do? My mate turns into an aggressive mother bear if she doesn’t get the food she wants.”
“Aw, that’s nice of you to buy cupcakes for your mate,” you smile at the alpha. “You’ll get one of our cupcakes of the day for free. We support hungry ladies here, Sir.”
“Oh, thank you,” he puts his phone aside to look at the cupcakes. “She will love them. They all look good.”
“You don’t even eat pie or sweets,” the alpha lusting over the apple pie grumbles. “I should get pie for free, not you.”
“Well then, young man,” your grandmother points at you, “be nice to my Y/N and she’ll give you a slice of her infamous cherry pie for free. Only nice alphas get her cherry pie.”
“Granny,” you tut. She means well, you know that. The problem is that the alpha in front of you is not interested in you. He only wants to buy a pie, not find a mate.
“What?” your grandmother chuckles. “He’s a good-looking alpha and you are an unmated omega. It would be a shame to not try to get you together.”
“Grandma,” you say a little louder. “Do not embarrass him! He only wants to buy a pie!”
“He is into more than just pie,” your grandmother says.
She steps toward the man to look him up and down.
“Ma’am,” he nervously stammers. “I like your bakery.”
“Call me granny, young man,” she gives him a once over. “Everyone in town calls me granny.”
“Everyone is calling you granny, hence the name of the bakery,” he says as you put the cupcakes into a box. “We just moved to town and I was asking around for the best bakery in town.”
“You’re flattering me,” your grandmother coos. “If only I was forty years younger.” She gives him a dirty grin.
“GRANNY!”
“Ma’am…uh…granny,” the alpha stammers. “Can I buy the cherry pie too?”
“Young man, didn’t you listen?” your grandmother tuts. “You’ll only get some cherry pie if you are nice to my Y/N. She’s precious and sweet, smart, and kind. And she got her tits, curves and ass from her grandma.”
“Oh god,” you whine while wishing the ground opens and swallows you. “Please grandma, stop.”
“No, no,” the alpha snaps his head toward you to glance at your chest. “I want to hear all about…ahem…the pie.”
“You can have some cherry pie if you forget about all the things my grandma said.”
“Young lady, don’t offer your cherry pie for free,” your grandmother says. She shakes her head as you stand there, unsure if you should just run and hide, or laugh about the uncomfortable situation. “Lure him in first. Make him beg for it.”
“Dean, don’t,” you watch the other alpha get his wallet out. “I’ll buy you all the pie if you don’t mess with the best bakery in town. Jess will kill me!”
“Mess things up?” the alpha cocks his head. “I don’t mess things up. I only want to get some cherry pie.” Dean’s eyes drift back toward you
“What are your intentions with my granddaughter, Sir?” your grandmother sizes Dean up. “If you are interested in Y/N’s pie, you better court for her like a gentleman.”
“I’d like to come back to buy more pie, ma’am,” Dean stammers. “Maybe tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow,” your grandmother nods. “Good. Bring flowers…”
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“Grandma, he won’t come back,” you huff as your grandmother stands at one of the large windows at her bakery. She’s waiting for Dean, the alpha she almost pushed into your arms, to come back for more pie.
“Sweetie, he will come back. Do you have the cherry pie ready?” she looks over her shoulder. “Y/N!?”
“He’s not into me, granny. I know you mean well but he won’t—” you swallow thickly as the alpha steps inside your grandmother’s bakery. He holds a bouquet of roses in his arms. “Hi, what can we do for you today, Sir?”
“Uh, call me Dean,” he makes his way toward you. “I’d like to…” Dean drops his eyes to the cherry pie on the counter. “Miss, I’d like to offer these flowers to you.”
“You want my cherry pie, don’t you?” you chuckle as he guiltily drops his gaze. “I recognize a pie enthusiast if I see one, Sir. A slice, or two?”
“I want the whole cherry pie,” he purrs low in his throat as you get a knife to cut him a slice of the pie. “And if you let me, I’d like to come back to get more of your pie.”
His eyes darken as he looks at your untouched mating gland.
“Her pie is the best,” your grandmother says. “You will never want another after you tasted hers.”
“Grandma,” you groan and roll your eyes. “Don’t.”
“Sweetheart,” Dean leans closer to whisper, so your grandmother can’t hear him, “I swear I’ll only eat your pie from now on.”
“You didn’t even taste it,” you stammer as you meet his darkened emerald eyes.
“I don’t need to taste it to know that I want you…”
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