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I understand my panther pal. if we lock eyes we never turn our backs to each other, yet even if I did his cuteness would creep into my nightmares;--; a phantom of fuzz and moonish green eyes. fiendishly plucking my arm hair with his claws. rend my flesh asunder by nightly tongue lashings. . . . . . . I understand my panther pal.

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kneedleknees

For You?

Written by

kneedleknees

Published: Jul 26, 2015
LinesWords: 1564

Notes: it's where the thing lives, I swear to the gods
Tags: #romance #wish #could #you #a #it #say #were #bromance

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