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A low and sultry growl left the deity's lips, feeling the wave of arousal threatening to cloud Loren's thoughts and seeing just how deftly the Launceleyn was able to push it away. "Best of luck, blue-eyes." Frey said pulling back, a brow raised and a challenging smile upon their lips.
With a wink, Frey disappeared leaving behind the scent of honey-suckle and softly-fading laughter. The jar of honey and the apple were gone too.
With a wink, Frey disappeared leaving behind the scent of honey-suckle and softly-fading laughter. The jar of honey and the apple were gone too.
