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"Hey grey, this is what he means by /sensitive/," Henry sniggers as he quickly moves to massage the base of Charlie's wings. {imsosorryhegotcourageousandwell}
justcomingalongfortheride

I’M SCREAMING DON’T BE SORRY

Charlie blinked, trying to look back at Henry. “Wh-wha–?” He gasped, face flushing a deep shade of red as his large, white wings spread out to their full length, the tips reaching towards the ceiling. He whimpered slightly, biting his lip hard in an attempt to swallow a low moan. “F-Fuck..” He squeaked softly.