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... d the base, her grip gentle yet possessive.
Her gaze burned with a mix of curiosity, fascination, and a faint, dangerous hunger that made Sirius's breath hitch.
She stared at it like it was a divine artifact meant to be worshipped... or devoured.
Slowly—almost ritualistically—she leaned forward, her silvery strands of hair cascading down her shoulders like liquid moonlight.
Her soft lips parted as she drew closer, as if something unseen was pulling her toward him, ...
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