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... irred slowly, her face pressed against the silk-soft fabric of Elysia’s robe, arms wrapped tightly around her wife’s waist.
The sheets were a mix of deep navy and moonlight grey, and the air held a faint chill, but none of it reached her. Not here. Not with this.
Elysia’s fingers were already tangled in her hair, moving lazily through it, half-asleep. The rhythm was soothing hypnotic. Malvoria could’ve stayed like this forever.
She didn’t want to wake up.
Not from ...
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