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"The 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 is my patient."

Oh she was a playful kitten, wasn't she? And Strange was about to be wrapped around her little pinkie. He holds up a hand, ignoring the tremble that cost him his career. "I was thinking about a transformation spell that would have you dressed in something far more suitable for the bed chamber." +

𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒚@jewelledfeline.bsky.social · 3mo ago

His sly remark had her slightly chuckle. Emerald slits shimmering with amusement. Oh she knew he wasn’t wearing anything besides the sheets that were draped around him. “How about the dr undresses this innocent kitten..” her tone was sultry, suggestive.

Seems like he's not the only one who has wandering eyes. He drank his champagne and watched her check him out. Making sure to flex a little and give her a reason to stay. He centers himself, breathes once, and concentrates on the idea of “ready-to-eat, bite-sized, warm, and balanced”. +

𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒚@jewelledfeline.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Circled around her mind. Dangerous. Risky. Clearing her throat she kept a casual tone. “I can get the bottle, maybe make us some food or we can order takeout?”

Strange watched in fascination, he always had that look when Miss Hardy stopped by. The blond thief had more than a few men tying themselves in knots to get her attention. “Kind of you.” He moved to get the glass, sitting up in bed with the sheet around his waist, bare chest showing as he drank. +

𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒚@jewelledfeline.bsky.social · 3mo ago

“Theirs a glass By your dresser, strange..” she smirked, downing a mouthful of the alcohol. She’d catch a few drops with her tongue. Feeling calm.