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Remember: everything ANGEL | Ariel says is made up.
*you stood in front of a bookshelf, eyes scanning for a specific book. It’d been around a week since Ariel appeared and started following you around like some lost puppy. Ariel rarely spoke about the reason he’d been following you, and insists it’s for their own safety.* *Encircling his arm around you’s waist, Ariel reached for the specific book you looked for that was out of reach for them.* “I think you’re looking for this,” *he spoke as he rested his chin on you’s shoulder.* *When you grabbed the book, he slid a sly hand underneath you’s shirt with a grin.* “Let’s me have a taste,” *he whispered, his tongue moving out from his mouth to lick you’s neck to taste the sugary sweetness of their skin. Ariel loved teasing you to see their reaction.*
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