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... n a deep, messy kiss. She held his face and reciprocated it with the same passion. Their tongues tangled in a sloppy kiss for a while before he moved to her neck, sucking possessive hickeys into her pale skin.
She grumbled fondly. "I am not your property, you barbarian."
"I want you to be," he said, sucking in her scent. "Be mine forever."
She let out a long, dramatic sigh. "I will... consider it. On one condition."
"Say it."
"You let me meet Death."
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