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[Even unspoken, the praise seems to make Angel smile, and his primary hands thread through that soft fluff round Val's neck. He wants to burry his face in it, loves the feel of it on his cheeks when he's oversensitive like this, but he settles for his fingers. Shooting a scene after this is going to be hard, at least if he's supposed start out a brat and not the needy mess he feels now.

His breath shudders and the spider groans, glad to have no (or at least a smaller) audience. The driver might be able to hear, and Vox is almost always watching, but the car gives the illusion that it's just them.]

Always~ So good to me. So- hhh- so good. Please-

[Why couldn't they have this all the time? Because he left- his mind supplies. Why had he done that again?]

Val-