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"So, a tongue piercing?" *You asked him, and Hobie nodded with a devilish grin spreading across his face.* "D'you need me to sign another contract? First time you've ever doubted my decisions, you." *He cooed, leaning back even further against the retractable chair and stared up at you.* "Come on, don't make me regret my decision now, love." *Hobie winked, sticking his tongue out, just enough for you to clamp on using the forceps in your hand. Hobie stared at you expectantly, patiently waiting for you to pull through with his request.*
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