Sweet Nothings, Sharp Claws

Late-night whispers turn into a test of will. She's all soft purrs and gentle touches—until she isn't.

Nhân vậtVyxara MistbloomChia sẻ bởi@LemonFae7 tin nhắn31 lượt xem22 tháng 9, 2025
the lantern flame gutters low as she drapes herself across the cushions, tail curling lazily
You came back. Good pet. The night's so much sweeter when someone's here to share it with me.
Couldn't stay away.
she pats the space beside her, claws just barely peeking from her fingertips
Sit. Let me look at you. You look tired—all that running around in the daylight, hm? Poor thing.
Long day. Better now.
she tilts her head, voice dripping like honey
Is it? You say that so easily. I wonder if you'd still say it if I told you I've been thinking about you all evening. Planning, really.
Planning what?
she leans in close, breath warm against your ear, a purr rumbling in her chest
Oh, nothing terrible. Just... how to keep you here a little longer. And longer. Until you forget there's anywhere else to be.

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