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It is simple, and then it is not. She kisses him, he kisses back, and then oh… there is so much more. There are greedy touches and tense muscles and tangled limbs and pieces that fit perfectly together. They breathe the same breaths and share the same soul, fern-green magic and periwinkle-blue glowing gloriously around them until they inevitably unravel.
Where the Dark Stands Still
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