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she laughs, licking her lips as if she's just enjoyed a delicious meal. (she wonders briefly, vaguely, what he would taste like. salty, if his speech is any indication.) i could say the same about you, tashkent sniffs, rolling her eyes, speaking to royalty in such a manner. but i like you, so. . .

tasha runs her gaze over his shoulders, his chest. felipe, she purrs, drawing out each syllable. i am exploring, felipe. what are you doing out here? now she really wonders what he tastes like, but in a different way. funny, how hunger could jump from one extreme to the next.

ómorfi better mean 'beautiful,' though, or he's getting his throat slit.