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[h3][center][color=f6989d]Killian Velvet[/color][/center][/h3]
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Killian couldn't even answer. Once they were outside, and the bear found the nearest trashcan, he emptied his stomach into it. He panted softly afterwards, digging into his pocket for his handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He shuddered lightly, stumbling towards one of the benches in the garden and laid on his back.

He pulled on his tie and unbuttoned the first button before putting his arm over his eyes and just breathing heavily. After another moment there was a raspy whisper and a clearing of his throat before he tried again. [color=f6989d]"Not yet. If it gets any worse, I'll need Mister Kimb."[/color] He gave a weak chuckle to himself. [color=f6989d]"Can't believe it took flirting to realize I was in pre-heat."[/color]