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Noble looked at Ken’s shoulders when he heard him speak, smiling when he chuckled and said those words. “Glad you like it. I’ve heard I’m rather good at massaging too.” Noble muttered, bringing the soap back up towards Ken’s shoulders and then bringing it to the front of his body to rub against his chest and abdomen despite that area already being washed. Noble just liked to have an excuse to touch his human whenever possible.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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