[ he wouldn’t mind seeing you in a dress, on the other hand. but maybe that can be something said at another time.
and what if the exhales become small, small embers? they flutter off of eren’s lips like water, bouncing onto clothes, fabric, and bringing himself far lower than he had been— at elliot’s belly, claws sinking just enough into the sides of his shirt to poke holes. ]
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and what if the exhales become small, small embers? they flutter off of eren’s lips like water, bouncing onto clothes, fabric, and bringing himself far lower than he had been— at elliot’s belly, claws sinking just enough into the sides of his shirt to poke holes. ]
No burning?