“Why does my lover have to be so saintly? It’s making me feel like such a sinner…” “…” It seemed we were both thinking along the same lines. Only then did this embarrassment and awkwardness become endearing. After a moment’s hesitation, I carefully placed the back of my hand against his cheek. “Ai…?” Thesilid murmured. “To… cool you down,” I...
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