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✱ AFTER DAWN CARESSES ？ eagle master noa.

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LATE AT MIDNIGHT ◞ 09 : 27 o ' clock. ⸻ between entwined legs and arms.

underneath the canopy of bleak branches , the bubbling murkiness of the gelid grime ringlet your perspiring brow. you steep your corporeal weight on your hip—joint , stirring in the fathomless concave of the nest made of caramel—deerskin , shrubbery and withered leaf stalks. noa , master of birds , paladin of the eagle's clan , skates his elephantine thumb across the sun—peel of your cheek. the womb of his gloved palm in carved leather kneads the peach flesh , like seared bread. he whir's , gurgling beneath the thwack of accumulated drool under your tongue, the shore of your eye elongates and squash bellow the pumpkin—cushion of his fingers. you gulp the swell of saliva, cooling the structure of your larynx.

you rasp. " your hand is the same size as my cranium . " the ape crane his mandible , abstracted. his digits clatter on the beak of your head.

" cra—nee—um , hmm. " he scratches his throat, ambivalent.

you nod once , your fingernail galloping along the meadow of ochre fur that drenched the perimeter of his denuded , salmon—skinned ear. " cranium , yes. " you extol the arid tumult at the bottom of your dehydrated mouth. " you could crush it if you wanted to. " you babble in the cadence of a lonely nightingale.

the chimpanzee denies twice , muddling his snout , barbed of your human—kind ideality. he spits a smack of lips in the opposite route , undulating a drapery of your ravelled hair.

" i won't . " his shale timber of voice excavates into a nasal splutter.

you coil your head , distinguishing the crackle of the nest's teeny twigs. " but you could. "

" i won't . "

you broom the juncture of his scruff , blanding the pulsating pitter—patter of the crown of your skull as you perceive a scintilla of his viridian—green orbs , of wheat fields and groves , sumptuous. " i believe you . "

he sprain his upper—spine , the peak of his paw toes stroking the crook contour of his left kneecap . he panted a grunt , an abysmal clamor that hike's aerially , exultant .

" you have long nails . . . you could take my eyes out , " he glabber's with a sequence of drooped blinks. " if echo wanted to. "

you negate three times , slouching your forehead on his leafy , pompous bosom. " i won't. "

his herculean arm cascade parallel to an iron belt through the shoal arch of your waist , impelling you against his thorax.

" i believe you. "

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✱ DEAR LIFE ANCHOR ？ buffoon anaya.

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LATER THAT AFTERNOON ◞ 03 : 56 o ' clock. ⸻ before a playful banter.

anaya's glum fingers scour along the elliptical crest of your waist—line , squeamish. the orbicular mold of his orbs candied in alabaster phosphoresce , apathetic to the incandescent sun at the edge of his scruff , the burnt sienna of his bosom splosh in a duvet of molasses tufts , herding the ridge of your pigmented cheek in a flush of apricot gradation.

his mango―juice plopping lips chuffed in barks of rapacious tomfoolery , his abdomen upsurged in collision with your mane. his fingernails towed in parallel with the silhouette of your feathery belly beneath the dishevel polyester of your viridian flannel , probing the stretch—marks that watered your hip—joints , dimming the gurgle that embellished the gossamer azure sky.

the apex of his mouth is lenghten in kiddish rouse and skepticism , the zucchini—cushion of his fingers blundered against those of the right palm in a totter. his cloying prickles compose your laughter to rupture , and the inevenness of the rim of your eyes when smiling nacreous cause him to fatten his thorax in veracious deity.

he undulated from side to side , scuttling his talons on the pallid surface of the meadow. his canicular exhalations tang your temple , the periodicity of his voice prattling in the concavity of your gullet. " the echo waist . . . very small. " he scratched with bulbing shoulder blades as he bleats a chortle.

" is that so? " the frolicking ape nods with teeny weeps of assertion , sloping his head in inspection.

the bristly pasture of his exorbitant , herculean arm , bandaged the warp of your torso , his thumb pressurise the shell of your rib cage in proclivity. " made for anaya. "

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✱ LEATHER KISSES ？ king caesar.

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the gleam of the bonfire clatters twice , three times. you , with pummeled hands and a mottled nose , rub your buttocks in the gore of wood bound to the muddy lot. the colony of the seditious apes of san francisco , dwelling on the hill south of the muir woods grove , was splashed and sullen. you scan your periphery , zigzagging. up , down; clouds of gloom in the aspect of frond and earthly fields rubricated by gorilla tracks. left , right; wall of stalks and brush , jungle grotto toward the thundering creek.

yawning , you wait for caesar.

panted hoo's and thorax bumps percuss above your skull , the committee's agglomeration is perennial. you wheeze , your chin lands your palm. you lick the blueberry sapidity of your bottom lip , conquering a flimsy sprig. with the apex pointed towards the space between the appendage of your shoes , you tattoo the mud. you sketch a house, with a beaked roof and quadriform windows. then, without effort, you draw a heart. you indolently grope to compose it captivating by attaching bird—y propellers. with your head warped , you doodle a pair of ocelli eyes similar to a grassy meadow and twinkling suns , worn and human. the bonfire clatters four , five times. you , with troubled legs and eager fingers , miss caesar.

you hammer the denouement with the branch among your digits , with each roll the din of the council members disengage to their huts with wobbles on their haunches and shoulders. your orbs pirouette above the circumference of your larynx , running a folded lip , pinched nose and exhausted eyes.

of grassy meadows and twinkling suns.

you impel the twig to the fire , the flare zapping in sumptuousness. the aloque bubbling that scorched your cheek is cornered behind the indigo and avid glow. your feet wiggle squiggly between earth and vegetation , and the ape king sways donnishly in your midnight collision. he grunts and exhales, steepening his head downward. his leathery forehead kisses the sweaty skin amidst your brow.

the bonfire clatters six, seven times. caesar, pompous—chested and cheeks fluffed in erudition, had missed you too.

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✱ CANINE ROUTE ？ warrior koba.

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EARLIER IN THE MORNING ◞ 06 : 45 o ' clock. ⸻ after a long night of tussle.

when the bonobo awakens, a sunbeam sketches his scarred cheek. it outlines the tumefied and leaden flesh , from his temple , to the cheesy apex of his chaffed lips. koba offers his teeth in a boastful roar , fangs flashing aureus. his snarl slumped in ajar on his entombed trunk , and scratches the hairless region of his scapulae , shooing away a pair of chattering mosquitoes.

he sways unwittingly , milky eye scrutinized. to the right , the silhouette of a knotted mane and bleak sweater is stamped in the distance , at the edge of his hut. he spit a smack of his lips in pique , steepening sideways to thrust himself upward with a strangled hoo. his corporeal weight cascades on his hip—joints , his calfed loin erupts like a porcupine , ambombanding into an oval. his scent of rainy gravel, tart blackberries and hint of mint perfumes the structure of his periphery. he thwacks his nest , bellowing towards the algidity that possessed your grizzly bearskin quilt. the coast of his mouth reclines skyward in a grimace of tribulation , amalgamating his thick chin with impassivity. you had risen early , he misty deduced.

koba panted a grunt. he abhorred losing sight of you and a cold nest.

with a haughty wobble, he bursts from amidst the duvets and shanks with a rocking of taut shoulder—blades and obstinate haunches. his fists crackled the surface beneath his hooves , the morning gale coercing the end of his scorched ear. he sniffs the air that rod's at your braid , grumbling in a wan cadence. his snout strays into the road of your pharynx , between the unevenness of the hood of your olive coat and the throbbing indigo artery. he snuff sequentially. the peak of his canine unpicks the vestige of your pulse , where the stench of rainy gravel, tart blackberries and a hint of mint clusters. the bonobo drinks the bubbling of your saturated skin , and the cloying rattle of your small gasp.

your fingers , languid and gelid , scribble the wrinkles of its elephantine digits , reciprocating his assiduous , foreign greeting. the ape falls on his backside , his knuckles drawing on the hill of your shoulder , in a tottering reminder of his prickling presence. both of you rejoice in the muir woods foliage of gloom and shrubbery from the hut.

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✱ GRIN OF ATTRACTION ？ ryōmen sukuna.

sukuna leers at your pertinacity, with an echelon of swanky teeth and a twain of vitriolic canines like skewers, primed to gouge within your sinew. you were shoddy, with a synergic sculpt and vital structures veiled in vagrancy. you didn’t acquire the eminence of possessing anything that indisputably apportioned him jollity, that concocted him to yaw onward to retain an unprecedented gander on his throne of carcass. nonetheless, your irrevocable unflappable countenance titillate him, froth burgeoning in his suffused obsidian blemish. the talon of his forefinger ceaselessly gashed the alp of the anthropomorphic cranium to his right, thrumming the rooted substratum of a delineation to envisage from the battered zygomatic bone of his goblet, extolling how you ripen into a smidgeon gazette on the decking. he would warranty to gibe in your route, fifing and extricate what you ostensibly flaunted abysmally in your crux, outlying in that recherché and gossamer pelt of yours, a pusillanimous creepy-crawly that he could decimate in a nanosecond, because he hankered it to be so. he wouldn't attain pizzazz for you, but he would blab himself peremptory of how the so ignoble saline tears turncoat undiluted below the pallet of your semblance.

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✱ RASPBERRY DREAM ？ prince blue eyes.

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in the warp of ragged branches , your fingernails filed a knot. the hygrometry of the afternoon skated in a toga of sweat across your forehead , the frayed fabric of your sweater is dragged across your crooked temple.

amidst lacerated fingers and ravelled legs , you wove a basket. your plowed bottom lip germinated into a sulk , impelling a lock of mane behind your ear. the bulb—cushion of your pads departed greasy , endeavored to wash your soil hair in the crystal creek before going to sleep as you tuck them into your raw denim pants.

the hissing of the bushes prickled your spinal column , and as you peer upward , you comverge with the disquieted tide in the irises of blue eyes. the thorny swell of his jet fur under the spattering sun bland the mold of your orange—peel cheeks.

the chimpanzee hoots tersely , squatting at your rib cage. his fingernail puncture the recondite juncture of the arch of your waist—line , clamoring for your brimming attention. pecking in his handmade pouch , extracting a medium—sized puffy satchel. he had employed a piece of vermillion—red cloth , and envelope it with the stem of a leaf. he let it cascade into your recumbent palm , relenting at it's value. your thumb skates down the oval structure , and you thwack the consistence of the raspberries that possessed the vegetation of shrubbery in the north of the woods.

your teeth emerge gleaming , stirred by his endowment. your grime hand wanders along the furry lake of his skull , scratching the orbit behind his salmon—skinned ear and you coo at the ridges of his balding cheekbone. blue eyes twine the scruff of his neck , excavating into the waves of your heat. an arid snarl echoes from his muzzle , the womb of his puckering lips embedded in drool inside your coiled fingers. your thorax sizzle in effervescence.

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