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“Oh, yes-yes-yes, sweetheart.” Yes. She’s taken. Technically. On a standard of one girlfriend and multiple lovers. But that can’t stop her from… enjoying the aesthetic. The Italian leans against the back of the couch as she admires the view. Maybe a quick flash of fangs, entirely out of her control really.
It takes him .03 seconds to realize that his ffity-fifty chance left him very nude. That and his eyes glancing down to come to sight with one very awkward and excited body part.
“Calypso!” She’s somewhere in the lodge. “--Uh... Gianna, right?” He knows who she is. Manners? Something.













