Date: 2024-06-22 08:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] philancer
[ Yes.

But his sneer doesn't fade, in fact, that offer just gets another derisive scoff in disbelief. ]


You'll forgive me for not believing a word out of your mouth, since you just got done informing me I was your possession.

[ The word is spit out like a curse, his face flushed. He thinks it's anger, but there's something more in the heat that's starting to dance along his skin. Making sweat bead at his temples, the back of his neck. Basch might notice the way his eyes are starting to darken, dilate, his breathing coming a little more roughly. ]
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