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[Sitting outside, knees pulled to his chest and arms wrapped around them, is a Luke. He's shivering a little, mostly because he's a bit cold.] ...Again. Something's gone...

[Not too surprisingly, this got risque.]

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*covers him with the blanket and yanks him close.* An idiot like you has probably already gotten himself well on the way to being sick.

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... [snuggles veeeery slightly, licking almost kitten-like at his neck once]

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.... *pets him down the center of his back lightly, approving of the lick.*

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[licks again before nuzzling against his neck]

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*changes from petting to rubbing in small circles, holding him tightly.*

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[sighs, very content]

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...is this what you wanted?

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[seems almost afraid to answer, but then nods slightly]

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... *ceases the motion on his back, removing his arm from around him.*

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[looks up, scared]

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*stares at him, then turns away on his side.*

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[and now he looks down, curling up a little] I...I'm sorry, Master.

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Feh. I don't want to hear it. Keep it up and I'll toss you back to the floor.

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...

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Don't even think I'll feel anything for you that goes beyond disgust.

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... [nods slightly, slowly inching away from him and towards the edge of the bed]

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Did I say you could move, dreck?

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[flinches, then freezes]

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*points to the space right behind him.* Get your sorry ass back over here. Now.

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... [moves back there, shaking]

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Stop that. It's annoying and there's no reason for it.

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[reaches out to grab the back of Asch's shirt lightly] I was scared... so scared that Master was...

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*twists enough so that he can look at him without dislodging him from his shirt.* ...that I was what?

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H...hurt, or... [flinches, can't even bring himself to say it] I... don't want anything to happen to Master. I'd rather die a hundred times then...

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... *pulls his shirt from his grasp and turns to face him.* You worry needlessly too much. I wouldn't let a pair of things that are worse than you hurt me. And if you even think of dying on me, I will be sure to make you suffer.