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Kaden glared playfully and smirked. “I’ve been working for him almost as long as you’ve been ‘alive’.” the demon added, cleaning up a little more as well before looking at Deiru when he said that. Looking at his bedroom, Kaden took a moment to think before walking over to the young demon.
“I’m healing these, even if you don’t want me to.” Kaden mumbled, guiding the tps of his fingers along Deiru’s briused and cut skin while looking into his eyes. “And there are a few things in mind but…it has to be consensual.” Kaden muttered before letting go of Deiru and going to his bedroom.
“Come on, let me play doctor for a moment.” The demon called out.
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~Ernest Gaines
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