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writing_shadowsSoft rattle of the control chains under her feet. Her weight tugging at the staples in his chest. Scent of her blood and the soft rasp of laboured breath solicit his sympathy, but he hides this from her; she is a hunter and wants no kindness.
He lifts his head as her claws dig in, shifting his leg so the blood pools under her lapping tongue. He allows her her fill without complaint, for as little as this is, it is companionship of sorts.
He lifts his head as her claws dig in, shifting his leg so the blood pools under her lapping tongue. He allows her her fill without complaint, for as little as this is, it is companionship of sorts.
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