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... mming the ground hard enough to send petals flying, her claws unsheathing with a metallic shink.
Sylvara tilted her head, her vines curling lazily behind her.
"Privacy is sacred. Intimacy should be slow-grown. He was very... responsive," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction, glancing at Azareel with a fond, teasing smile.
Azareel looked between them, confused and guilty, his face still flushed, nectar glistening on his chin.
"She said it was a secret," h ...
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