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Wh-what in Veros' name was-

Can this place become any more disturbing!?

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Please... disregard my behaviour of this past week. It's an embarrassment I would much rather forget. Faize, Martel, Lloyd... my apologies.

So many flowers... ugh.


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Lord Sigmund... I'd like to speak with you privately, as soon as possible. Please.

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[Edward does what he can to help, as always. Returning the kiss now.]

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[Sigmund has missed that so much. It's going to take him a while to finally break for air.]

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[Edward, too. As always he's letting Sigmund lead, and he'll only break it when he can't manage anymore.]

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[Once Sigmund has had the chance to breathe, he's going to begin his assault on Edward's neck.]

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[No protests here; Edward's going to take advantage of his distraction and let his hands rove, sliding up Sigmund's sides and over his back. It's good to get familiar with his body again.]

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[Edward's skin tastes so refreshing, and those hands are wonderful. Sigmund is enjoying this immensely.]

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[It's all uphill from here, lover.

Edward's hands slide back in between them, tugging a bit at Sigmund's shirt to get into it. He wants bare skin, not fabric.]

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[Sigmund can take a little detour to give Edward what he wants. He lifts himself up while still leaning down to suck on Edward's neck, giving himself enough room to start removing his shirt.]

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[Edward works the buttons loose, sliding the material off of Sigmund's shoulders to reveal the other man's chest. Time to play a little.]

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[Sigmund tosses it aside, not caring where it lands, and gets to work on Edward's shirt.]

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[Edward helps him with his shirt a little, though he does take the opportunity to lift up and kiss hungrily at Sigmund's neck and collarbone. He's thrilled that they're getting back in the swing of things.]