[He huffs his laugh as Dion stiffly places a hand on him. It was as he expected, though even stiffer than anticipated. Well. He wouldn’t judge too soon. Her at least let him start dancing before he made any jokes. ]
Good. Me neither. Let us show them what a proper Dominant is made of. [up close Cid smells like wine, smoke, and sweat. Obviously there’s no one making him wear deodorant, so why should he?]
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[He huffs his laugh as Dion stiffly places a hand on him. It was as he expected, though even stiffer than anticipated. Well. He wouldn’t judge too soon. Her at least let him start dancing before he made any jokes. ]
Good. Me neither. Let us show them what a proper Dominant is made of. [up close Cid smells like wine, smoke, and sweat. Obviously there’s no one making him wear deodorant, so why should he?]
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