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... Ah... the lingering press of a kiss against his lips that wasn’t his own.
He turned his head, his golden eyes narrowing at Oathran, who had paused in his own task. The dragon lord leaned back in his chair, a faintly amused smile playing on his lips as he too closed his eyes, savoring the shared echo.
"I think..." Oathran murmured, the smile deepening, "...their little date is proceeding quite well."
Earlier, Cecilia had sought him out, asking how to mask one’s scent. He’ ...
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