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The air had already thickened—heavy, breathless.
Levin steadied himself against the bed, candlelight spilling over his bare skin, casting molten gold across the trembling lines of his body. His breath faltered as Zeramet’s presence settled behind him—warm, close, inescapable.
The position alone sent heat rushing to his face, his shoulders tightening despite himself.
"...Zer..." His voice came unsteady, quieter than before. "This... this position is—"
"Emb ...
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