[oh, he can absolutely feel the relief in that. she sighs, her tail doing little flicky motions as she curls up closer, burying her face against his neck.]
All right. Good. [and her tail wraps around his leg instead, in that same possessive sort of way.] Because I don't want to share.
[a beat.]
You've got my body, heart, and soul, Boots. I'm all yours too.
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All right. Good. [and her tail wraps around his leg instead, in that same possessive sort of way.] Because I don't want to share.
[a beat.]
You've got my body, heart, and soul, Boots. I'm all yours too.