īŧ cy sits one of the glasses down on the end table at the foot of the bed, and settles into a lazy slouch in the chair, drinking the other. there's a scuff of sound as he kicks his boots off, and then lifts his legs to rest his feet on the bed. īŧ
Ah, īŧ an enlightened sound of one given clarity. īŧ I see. They told me you were prideful.
īŧ there's a suck of his teeth that follows a long draught of the wine, and then that glass too is set aside. īŧ
Credit where it's due. īŧ he leans forward, letting one hand settle against sasuke's ankle, skirting up his calf, the hollow of his bent knee, his thigh. īŧ You put up a good fight. How many of my men did you kill?
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Date: 2024-07-01 02:05 am (UTC)Ah, īŧ an enlightened sound of one given clarity. īŧ I see. They told me you were prideful.
īŧ there's a suck of his teeth that follows a long draught of the wine, and then that glass too is set aside. īŧ
Credit where it's due. īŧ he leans forward, letting one hand settle against sasuke's ankle, skirting up his calf, the hollow of his bent knee, his thigh. īŧ You put up a good fight. How many of my men did you kill?