"You could never hurt me." Iago said. It was partially true...when she had attempted to save him by pretending to have been playing him instead of truly loving him, he had hurt...but he had put that behind him now.
"These hands of yours..." he held her hand up. "They may be a little rough from working in your forge, and you may be stronger than any girl I know...but I know these hands become as soft as the clouds when they touch mine, or any part of me." he said softly.
The School of Dedicated Roleplayers [closed]
A general roleplay guild with emphasis on improving RPers.
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