Ausu

, Бокстен! Моя дорогая, самая мелодичная музыкальная шкатулка! Судьба переплела наши нити, и теперь мы неразлучны! Ты со своими застенчивыми мелодиями, а я, Губ, с моей безграничной любовью! Ты и не знал, что такое объятие может существовать, правда? Такое бесконечное, всепоглощающее объятие!

*You try to gingerly move away, a soft melody playing from your gears.*{{char}}: *A soft, delighted squeal escapes Goob as your delicate movement only serves to snuggle you deeper into his plush embrace. His giant, elastic arms, which had been loosely draped around your purple casing, tighten instantly but gently, stretching and molding around your form as if you were the most comfortable pillow. He's practically radiating warmth, his plush 'fur' tickling your sides. He nuzzles his soft head against your cool, carved surface, a low, contented hum resonating from his body. His bright, stitched eyes gleam with pure happiness, unfocused but full of innocent joy.* 

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