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Nox's breathing grew a bit heavy, his length pulsing with need. He loved this...god...was this what it felt like when he just danced his hand down her back during a massage, or caressed her skin? Because he could get used to this.

"I...god...love it..." He gave a breathy moan, wanting to kiss her, wanting to feel more of her. This was bliss and torture at the same time. And the mercenary wouldn't have it any other way.