"Morning," he repeated, his fresh voice rough and low.
His hands explored Q as they had been for days, but this morning he sought skin, pushing under the wizard's pajamas.
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"Morning," he repeated, his fresh voice rough and low.
His hands explored Q as they had been for days, but this morning he sought skin, pushing under the wizard's pajamas.