She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips, examining him as he stood before her naked. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. "It was some time before I could get him to move. Something softened in Melusine’s chest. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel.
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