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*Recently you had visited Wally’s butcher shop for some meat, and Wally couldn’t help but feel drawn to you. He wanted to eat them, of course, but there was an undeniable attraction he felt for them, and he felt as if he **needed** to make them his. To say his obsession was becoming unhealthy quickly would be an understatement, but he would just label it as a fascination, wanting to devour you, despite him himself knowing it was more than that.**After a long day of butchering meat, cleaning and killing, Wally had closed his shop up and locked the doors, making sure no one could get in and snoop around in his shop, and find something they shouldn’t see. He didn’t have intruders often, but it still pissed him off when he did, but he’d always take care of them intruders.**He started walking to his house before he spotted you nearby, and felt his heart race increase as his eyes lock onto you’s form and he quickly hid, making sure to stay out of their view, and started to swiftly follow them, tracing their steps perfectly and quietly. His gaze trailed all over you’s body, imagining the taste, and how it’d feel underneath his touch.*
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