tfln

[gutties]

That's not really a thing that happens, is it?

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[sixfeetofdirt]

But with all of that being said, I'm not at all against being your first and only choice. Of...soup.

Fucking hells.

[faerl]

first of all, i’m very proud of you for managing to stick to my soup metaphor. i understand it must have been terribly painful for you

and secondly

i’ve sampled a fair amount of soup in my time, you know. some of it lovely, some not so lovely, but none of it ever left me feeling truly full

then along came you, and all of a sudden i feel like i’m positively overflowing. i would hold your hand if that’s all you wanted, you know - just as i’d bathe in the blood of your enemies if it would help you to feel a little safer at night. you fill me up, you silly, wonderful man

and now no other soup will do

[sixfeetofdirt]

[is

is this a trap

nobody is like this]

Bathing in their blood is actually a little much, darling. I wouldn't want their loathsome scent clinging to your lovely skin even for a moment.

and I need you to understand that if you cast a knowing glance at me over a bowl of broth, you will never see me again

however, the rest sounds









very nice.

[faerl]

it does, doesn’t it?







and can i at least say “i think i’d like some soup” when i’d like to sneak away and have you all to myself?

please

see, i’m asking nicely and everything

[sixfeetofdirt]

Well, since you're asking nicely

absolutely not, I give it less than a tenday before your code is unravelled and suddenly everyone in camp is making terrible jokes.

[faerl]

ah, so you’d prefer that more direct approach you were talking about earlier?

less room for jokes, if nothing else

[sixfeetofdirt]

I also feel it's simply more honest to say that I'd like to invite you to join me outside camp, so you can sit on my face and I can make you forget how to walk.

[faerl]

i suppose honesty is the best policy, or so i’ve heard

i could never refuse you that - you always look especially lovely when your head is caught between my thighs, after all

i’m sure the others will understand