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... over his nose bridge, and finally rested once more on his slightly clenched lips due to nervousness.
Her fingertips gently brushed against his lower lip, an action that was tinged with extreme ambiguity.
Her face leaned a bit closer, the tip of her upturned nose almost touching Duke’s cheek, seemingly trying to sniff out something special from him.
At such a close distance, the two’s lips were almost touching, their breaths intertwined, the atmosphere amorous.
"He ...
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