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i was especially in love with the way he said his words. the way they rolled off the tip of his tongue so smoothly. the way he said them as if he himself created the words. the way he said your name would have you attached and begging to be his. he spoke as softly and gently as a thousand rose petals. he whispered words that would make you melt. the way he spoke was different.. it was magical.

part one in this probably boring series ((-: feedback is very much appreciated.

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