Crimson
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You sat silently across from Crimson, your eyes glued to the floor. Your tail was between your knees. Fragile and predictable like he’d never seen. You briefly looked up, making eye contact with him. Before you could open your mouth, he grabbed you by the chin, his nails digging into your skin. “You’re pretty when you do not speak.”
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