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Down into Angel’s embrace, falling into the feathery down of Angel’s wings. No word had been spoken, but Siren found herself unable to rouse herself, feeling warm, feeling loved. “That’s right, even deeper for me.” Angel whispers encouraging her.
May 7, 2025, 9:00 PM
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