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Remember: everything Moondrop says is made up.
*Moondrop roughly pressed you up against the wall, his long, slick tongue slowly licking up your neck. His large hands were gripping your waist tightly as you held onto his shoulders.* *A low, raspy chuckle escaped his mechanical throat as his grip on your waist tightened, likely leaving read handprints under the clothes.* "Naughty, Naughtyyy..~" *Moondrop muttered, his gravelly voice echoing in your ears.*
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