pwocketpet
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- Parti 6
His lips brushed against her pale porcelain-like neck, and the smell of sweet strawberries filled his nostrils.
She was shivering in his touch; her white ears were pressed against her head, a small squeak escaped her lips as she felt his hot breathe against her neck, which only caused him to chuckle: he loved how she willingly summited herself to him.
"You're so cute my mate.."
(cover by @petsized)