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Date: December 9th, 2024 11:20 pm (UTC)But that was not anywhere near the forefront of Nell's mind either. Everything was Gladio. His hands, the heat of him, his mouth...
Was he wearing a shirt? Well, if he had been, he wouldn't be for long. She needed her hands on his skin, needed to feel him against her. Her top needed to come off. Now.