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A moment was all it took for his King to deliver the blonde’s punishment. Nerves nuzzled in his skin hissed without voices, as the echo of the dark man’s closed fist continued to dance atop the struck area. Gilded ears fell somewhat at the outburst of a muted songbird’s vocal cry. It was unfortunate that China was made to witness violence while still mending. Nostrils flared as he inhaled, very calmly, and felt rather than saw the fragile creature come to his aid with blushing fingers reaching to cup his face.
Eyelids relaxed as they heavily hovered above downcast sunset hues. He watched espresso feet swirl around and strode away, hastily, and without another word. Always, his master seemed to leave the scene, always with the air of discontentment and disappointment left lingering.
He let her worry, and his face moved with her hands as she strove to see a mark that was not there. Sure, there would be a rush of lovely red running beneath the site of the blow, but it was disguised by layers of silky gold. ”Don't be afraid, it's okay.” the Lykoi’s gentle tones hushed as his fingers brushed against hers. Everything was all right now.
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