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13. My muse has to live out one fantasy for your muse.
Ambedo blinked up at the angel before him, sitting on the bed. He looked curious, tilting his head some as he kissed at her knuckles. "What is it, loveliest?" He purred out, topless in his pants alone, not minding the frontal nudity to his true gender in front of the one he cared for so deeply.











