Quiet ( a meulin/kurloz fic )Small fingers kneaded softly into his chest, claws snagging in the fabric of his shirt slightly from time to time and scratching lightly at his chest. She purred softly, just a soft sound rumbling slightly at the back of her throat. She's curled up in his lap like a pretzel, head on his shoulder but turned to watch the TV. Some old movie was on, sub titles flashing past just slowly enough for her to make out. A soft smile was dawned on her face, body covered in one of his over-sized hoodies with the normal skeleton theme to it. And she totally didn't steal it from him. There was no chance of that ever happening. Ever.Quiet ( a meulin/kurloz fic )2 years ago in Profiles
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He winced just a tad noticably, prying her hands away and a soft whine from the girl.
"Meu, love, cut it the motherfuck out." He signed, his hands slowly forming the letters and words, gaining a small nod of her head, massive load of black locks brushing againt his cheek feather light. His shoulders shook a small bit for a moment or two as he silently chuckled at her reac