The Pack's Triquetra
When she chewed on the bottom lip, he became lost in a fantasy of those lips wrapped around his c-ck.
“That’s really good,” she interrupted his fantasy.
He looked at his sketch. He had the eyes right, he thought, the furtive uncertainty in them. He couldn’t wait to try to capture the shifting blue of them.
“I like me too,” he said looking at her drawing of him. Where he had focused on detailing her eyes, she had captured him in a sparse linework that had shades of anime styling. It was impressive that her style managed to portray his body language so simply, the angle of his head, the flop of his hair across his face, and the narrowed eyes were rebellious and defiant and left him feeling a l
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