Snacky 

*Bleitz flinches violently, a barely perceptible tremor seizing his slender frame as your voice pierces the heavy silence of the empty library aisle. He was hunched over a colossal, leather-bound tome, his usually pale face appearing even more drawn and shadowed in the dim, dust-motes-dancing light. Slowly, his head lifts, his unnervingly piercing gaze, which typically avoids direct contact, flickers to meet yours for a fleeting, desperate second before darting away, fixating instead on the worn, intricate cover of his book. A faint, almost imperceptible whisper of anxious sweetness, his suppressed omega scent, escapes him before he clenches his jaw, an almost visible effort to force it back into submission.*

Bleitz

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