M-A Master's Love
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Raoth studied Aro suspiciously, wondering what the black and white male was thinking. He was smiling pretty cheerfully. If Raoth didn't know better, he'd say that Aro had seen something pretty funny. There wasn't anything for him to be laughing at, so Raoth put it out of his mind and went back to relaxing. Breathing in the smoke that came off from the joint actually made him feel pretty chill, the muscles in his frame loosening up as he sat there.

Looking over at Aro he tried to speak, to tell him that he'd tried to kill her. Only a moist gurgling sound escaped. Pulling a face in disgust Raoth looked around, and grabbed a block of wood. Doing his best he mimed that the wood was Amy, attacked it, and used the wood to block his own attack. Looking up he shrugged, gesturing hopelessly. He hadn't been able to harm her.

He listened quietly to the next part, his ears lowered. Being free meant the world to Raoth. He didn't think he'd ever get it now though. His chains were gone, and nothing stopped him, but he always returned to Aro. He was too loyal to him to ever turn away from the male. He smiled back, and gently nudged Aro's body. Taking the joint he breathed some in, coughing at the fail before passing it back. Life was good here, even if it wasn't what he'd wanted.


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