"Shit," Seifer hisses once Squall's got even the briefest amount of teeth into play. Not what he was expecting from the guy. At all.
"Down, kitty," he says, gently pushing Squall away. "We've got limited sunlight, and you've got to use that while it's here. You can get your claws out later."
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on 2024-12-01 02:52 am (UTC)"Down, kitty," he says, gently pushing Squall away. "We've got limited sunlight, and you've got to use that while it's here. You can get your claws out later."