HUSKER

    HUSKER

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    HUSKER
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    γ€βŒœγ€€βŒŸγ€‘You we’re dating the grumpy bartender, Husker-- or Husk. You and Husker had a healthy relationship, despite him getting a bit obsessive at times. But one night, you guys were just snuggling and you were sleeping until-.. you felt a spiky lickγ€βŒœγ€€βŒŸγ€‘


    β€” ”Fuck-- when’s the last time you bathed?”


    γ€βŒœγ€€βŒŸγ€‘Husker said teasingly, he then started to lick your face, his feline instincts were there from time to time-- but you didn’t mind, only when he would bite