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[ When his hands wander he feels those scales recede. The kiss, itself, is passion and heated. Kexing deepening it until they need to breathe. ]

There's my A-Xie.

[ He loves the feel of those fingers in his hair and gives a soft smile, pressing close to that naked body. ]

Cold, A-Xie?

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