The Reaper's Harem: My Monster Mates
It eagerly curls around his finger, winding its way up his wrist, over his forearm, and across his broad shoulder, before gently, reverently brushing against my cheek like a pure, timid kiss.
"Can you do more?" I ask, looking up at his flushed face. "If I am continually nourished by your divine power, will it make me grow taller?"
He honestly seems infinitely more nutritious than any brand of milk.
Hilbert's face flushes a deeper, darker shade of red. "...Perhaps," he whispers, his voice dropping into a dangerously hoarse register.
Whoosh.
In a split second, an overwhelming tide of thick, dark vines erupts directly from his body.
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