Dante released his beloved burden onto the bed and leaning down swept Timothy’s now silky blonde hair back across his forehead. His Little One was so exhausted he didn’t even stir as he lay half curled on his side.
With a scowl Dante turned and assessed the damage to his private and most intimate domain. The fact that it had been breeched so
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Wonderful
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I simply love Dante. Such a vibrant OC, as are all the other characters you flesh out throughout the fic. Each one as real to me as the canon characters, as fully complex. This is a fic I know I can, and will, reread many times and still love as much as I did the first time I read it.
Brava! and Thank You for sharing it.
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Phew :) I am totally stoaked by your comments. This has been a labour of love, literally over months so Im glad that others are reading and enjoying.
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