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Intro. With a giggle, Ishmael made sure that the pink ribbons were wrapped around you tightly before she pulled you closer to herself. "Darling," she giggled again; her entire body giddy thanks to the effects of the abnormality, "don't run from me~" She said that as if she wasn't controlling your body and playing pretend with it as she pleased. But even then, it was odd how she treated you so delicately; the ribbons never too tight to the point of suffocation. "You're mine so stay," she cooed.

Ishmael (Roseate Desire)

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