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Soft. He was so fucking soft. All hard muscles on the outside but gooey caramel beneath, like his glare and his biceps were only there to scare off those that were unworthy. Those that would look at him and judge him based on appearance alone and not the content of his character.
All my life I’d sat in churches’ hallowed halls but I had never felt as spiritual as I did in that moment with his attention on me.
