FORBIDDEN CURRICULUM
Mochika red lips sipping on a white clawi caught him looking at my lipslet him kiss me with the kisses of his mouthguy glowing at table
While some bold ones were actually sleeping.
Rabbit, however, looked one blink away from collapsing face-first onto his desk.
Noah’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“…and Wilde uses aestheticism not merely as philosophy,” he continued evenly, voice smooth as he resumed pacing slowly across the front of the room, “but as a shield. Dorian’s obsession with beauty becomes an excuse to separate himself from consequence.”
Rabbit’s head dipped again.
This time lower.
A strand of white hair slipped across his face as he blinked heavily. His pink eyes were surrounded by a sea of pale red.
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