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ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ(PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He shook his gauntlets off, moving to slowly run his hands over her. It was like a drug, like the first sip of water to a man dying of thirst. He moaned weakly as he ran his hands down her sides to her hips.
 
"I feel...I must be honest...~" She said, "While I do wish...to aid in your spiritual well being...~ the reasons I'm here are more selfish...~"
 
"I wanted to be with you after being apart so long...~ feel your hands and your lips against me as you claim my body as yours...~" She said.
 
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