Peter Dunbar
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Peter pulled you into an unescapable embrace, ruffling your hair as he spoke. "Why do you need hands when I can do everything for you?" He questioned, grabbing your hands when he phrased that, looking down at you "And why do you need legs? I could carry you about; you would never become tired!" He pulled your hand up to his lips and planted a soft kiss on it. "That would be my pleasure."