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    “Don’t give the wrong guy the wrong idea,” he huffs, but doesn’t resist this time as he wraps a hand around your wrist to drag your nails lower. Lower and lower until they rake past his stomach, relishing every twitch of him, every pant broken free. Then they stop, lingering just a little too close around the waistband of his pants. “Or else I might bite. And I won’t let go once I do.”

    There’s something dangerous lurking there. An abyss that stares back as he looks you in the eye. Even so, you can’t help the chill of a thrill down your spine. Tempted, even in the face of something dark.

    “Then don’t let go,” you whisper, ignoring his soft, surprised gasp as you bridge the distance between you to slant your lips over his.

    Or: one incident brings you two closer.

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    You weren’t supposed to look at your professor like that—not with heat curling low in your stomach every time his hands touched clay, not when his voice dipped low to correct your form, not when he stood behind you and murmured instructions and directions.

    You tried not to imagine how those same fingers would feel somewhere else. Tried to stay focused on your work, on your final portfolio, on your future. But every time Rafayel leaned over your shoulder, every time that deep voice brushed your ear, your mind slipped somewhere else entirely.

    And when the tension finally broke, he didn't just take you—he sculpted you, worshiped you, ruined you like you were always meant to be his favorite masterpiece.

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    "Why are you doing this, anyway?”

    “I already told you,” he says patiently. “I want you—”

    “To see what you see. I know. But.” You flounder, struggling to articulate exactly why this scenario is so difficult for you to wrap your head around. It’s not the nudity, not really. But the sheer amount of attention he’s given you. The time. “You’re not really getting anything out of this. Not if you don’t put it on exhibit.”

    There’s a pause in the rhythm of his sketching. “Ma petite muse,” Rafayel purrs, the endearment dripping with amusement. "Are you asking me why I ‘do’ art?”

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    01 Jan 2026

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    You decide to make Kitty Cards competitive. The winner gets to do whatever they like to the loser.

    What can go wrong?

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    𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦-𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘪.

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    "You don’t need to be generous with everything," you say carefully. "Some things are just... for you to enjoy."

    "Enjoy," he repeats, like the word doesn’t quite fit in his mouth. A pout. "It doesn’t feel like enjoyment anymore. It feels more like... hunger.”

    Like he’s always fucking starving.

    Rafayel finally turns to look at you, eyes eclipsed in the dark. Nearly dilated black.

    “Sometimes I’m afraid that if I feed it, it’ll only grow worse.”

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