[ His soulmate is silly. And perfect. And his. Zishu beams at the clear appreciation for his effort, chuckling at the praise.
Each tail is gently, thoroughly brushed and he's left rather limp, eyes barely open at all. He blinks slowly at the comment, a soft smile tugging at his lips again as he draws himself back from the edge. ]
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Each tail is gently, thoroughly brushed and he's left rather limp, eyes barely open at all. He blinks slowly at the comment, a soft smile tugging at his lips again as he draws himself back from the edge. ]
Mm...I love your hands on me.