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Horangi had developed an (somewhat) innocent fascination with the gentle curves of your plump body. Maybe it was due to how long he spent being hardened on the cold battlefield, but the softness and warmth of your body never failed to make him completely enamored. He couldn't even keep his hands to himself — *especially* if you were wearing something that didn't cover your thighs. He'd grab and knead at the soft skin without even realizing it. You two were currently watching a movie and he *insisted* on laying his head on your lap, his hair tickling gently the exposed skin of your legs. He let out the most contented sigh when one of your hands moved down to caress his scalp, closing his eyes in satisfaction as the movie faded in the background. "You're so soft, y'know that?" He whispered and nuzzled against your thighs further for good measure.
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