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Chapter List
- 1-Alyonan
- 2-Bear
- 1
- 2
((AN - Draenei x Draenei, M/F, soft Dom, split into 3 parts))
Night 1:
Illyda found herself at the Lion’s Pride again. She had just left Eranuu at the docks of Stormwind. The young Male was going back to the Exodar to get some necessities for his paladin training such as books and armor pieces.
So Illyda took the rest of the evening off. It had been a rough week. Although he seemed docile in every way, Eranuu was quite a handful. She wasn’t sure if he was getting bored or if he simply wasn’t interested in the ways of the Light.
She didn’t know what to think and in times like these, she needed ale. This was more of a problem than she would like to admit. She was coming in here more and more, happy to be forgotten by others and happy to forget who she was.
In here she wasn’t a paladin of the Light, she wasn’t a widow, she wasn’t a mentor, she simply was. The alcohol only help her enter that state, helped her forget.
The inn was packed, as always. She made her way to the bar and tried to push in between the people wanting to order. The bartenders were rushed off their feet with the crowd and she couldn’t quite catch their eyes to order.
She sighed and stood away from the bar. People were constantly coming in and out but this one person attracted her attention. A male draenei pushed his way to the bar and managed to place an order.
-’My usual please!’ he told the bartender who nodded back in return.
He was given a mug of ale instantly. He found a small table by the fireplace and sat there, as his order arrived. Illyda raised both eyebrows when she saw the quantity of food being brought to his table. It was a small feast and it didn’t seem like anyone would be joining him.
He set his mug down in a loud thump and started eating. Saying he lacked manners would be an understatement. He was stuffing food down as fast as he could, with little regards for the mess he was making.
Illyda’s face showed her disgust. He stopped eating for a second, looking straight at her. She realized in horror she was staring at him. She was going to turn away when he spoke to her.
-’Mmm-would you *nomnom* like some food?’ he said with his mouth full.
Illyda grimaced again, put off by his manners.
He quickly noticed that he wasn’t helping so he swallowed and spoke again:
-’Sorry for my manners, please help yourself to some food!’ he smiled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
He gestured for her to come closer and pulled another chair to his table. Hesitantly but feeling obliged, Illyda walked over to the table. She bowed her head at him, still grimacing a little.
-’Thank you for your offer but I’ll pass.’
She looked back up at the male who was just about to take another sip from his mug.
-’Certain?’ he asked, speaking inside his mug.
Before she could argue, she was nudged aside by the bartender who brought some more food and more ale to the male’s table.
Illyda’s eye widened at the sight of so much food on one person’s table. Although she couldn’t help but notice the extra mug of ale… Noticing this, the male quickly smiled.
-’I’ve just come back from a long trip! Here!’
He shoved a mug of ale in Illyda’s hands. She stared down at it, blinking.
-’I can buy my own-’
-’I won’t let anyone drinking with me, pay for their drinks!’ he smiled before biting into a piece of meat.
Illyda was stunned, so she sat down on the chair he had pulled up. She blinked at him a few times before looking down at her mug.
-’So? Come here often?’ said the male draenei with his mouth full again.
Looking up from her mug, Illyda noticed he was laughing, clearly teasing her.
-’No!’ she exclaimed ‘but you seem to!’ she smirked at him.
He washed down the food with a gulp of ale.
-’My name is Bear by the way!’ he bowed his head with a charming smile.
Illyda looked back down at her drink, staring into it. She took a light sip.
-’I am Illyda, a paladin of the hand of Argus.’ she seemed a bit uncertain still.
He straightened in his seat, hearing this. He slowed down his eating pace and drank some more ale.

Night 2:
Bear locked the door to his room as he exited it. Putting the key in his trousers’ pocket, he made his way down the stairs. He stretched as he reached the floor.
The inn was not as packed this early so he couldn’t help but notice a familiar silhouette leaning on the bar. She had her back to him so he silently made his way to her.
When he was close enough he stretched out his arm and grabbed the hammer that hung from her belt. He was careful and she didn’t seem to notice it. He swung the hammer on his shoulder and rested his arm on it, smirking. Illyda turned around, wondering who was standing behind her.
-’Hey there...’ her voice trailed off and her smile vanished as she noticed the hammer on his shoulder. ‘What in the-’ Her hand reached down to her belt looking for her hammer. ‘How?!’ she muttered.
He smirked, handing her the hammer back.
-’I told you, I can be sneaky!’
She put the hammer back on her belt, a bit annoyed at her own carelessness. She frowned at him.
Bear smiled, he was happy to see her again.
-’Still at the inn I see?’ she teased.
-’Yes! Much better than sleeping outside!’ he smirked.
He signaled the bartender, who started pouring out two drinks. When the bartender handed the paladin her drink she turned to take the mugs from the bar. She turned back to the Draenei, holding both mugs.
She was surprised to find him holding her hammer again. He laughed and place the weapon next to a chair on which he sat. She blinked and shook her head before joining him on an adjacent chair, giving him one of the mugs.
-’Next time I’ll steal something a bit harder to take.’ he smirked.
She raised an eyebrow in response.
-’That was just lucky’ she frowned a little. ‘How can a guy your built be so sneaky anyway...’
He smiled at her, taking a large gulp of ale.
-’I’m like a rogue!... A shaman-rogue?’ he thought out loud. He laughed.
He elbowed her teasingly.
-’Next time I’ll steal something else’ he winked.
She blinked, temporarily stunned before laughing too.
-’So Bear… how come you’re still here?’ she asked. ‘W-well if you don’t mind me asking...’ she babbled, a bit surprised at her own impulsiveness. ‘I’d imagine someone like you would have a family or partner waiting for you?’
He laughed when she blushed, just realizing again what she said.
-’Nah, I’m out for my training and when I get back I hate to be a burden to my parents… plus I like this place’ he said, drinking some more. ‘How about you? Got some handsome male waiting back on the Exodar?’ he teased.
She looked down at her mug again. Her white hair covered her face from his view.
Bear lowered his mug slowly, noticing a change in her.
She remained quiet, twirling the ale in its container. She raised her head, looking away from Bear.
-’There is only one person. This youngling I met back on Draenor.’ she slowly took a sip from her mug. ‘I’ve been mentoring him since he lost his parents.’
Her lips parted but no words came out.
-’...I’m sorry.’ said Bear, looking at her. ‘I didn’t mean to bring the past up.’
She lifted her head, her hair moving out of her face and smiled.
Bear was taken aback by her smile. He leaned back in his chair.
-’I promise you Illyda, with me it will never be the past. It will always be new.’
He seemed very serious but Illyda kept her smile, back to her old self.
-’I’m going to take that shield off you next.’ he smirked.
She raised an eyebrow, amused.
-’I doubt that’ she stated.
They kept on drinking, talking more lightly about the inn and its patrons. Both their cheeks were turning deep purple as the ale was affecting them. They now stood at the bar, Illyda leaning on it.
Bear watched the paladin take a large gulp, finishing her mug. He smirked and handed her another, filled with ale.
He was about to make his move for her shield, hoping she had dropped her guard. However she was still touching the tip of it every time she turned her eyes from him.
She took another sip of her mug so he went for it. He lifted up the shield, pulling it away from her lightly then pulled towards him. Unknown to him, the shield was buckled on her back.
Instead of the shield coming undone, she was pulled to him. Her mug stayed on the bar as she was now nose to nose with Bear, his arm reaching around her back.
Her eyes widened as she blushed. She noticed Bear was smirking so she wanted to give him a piece of his own medicine. Illyda half closed her eyes and leaned towards Bear’s lips. He knew something was amiss but he found himself too eager to resist her plump purple lips. He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers.
He felt the warmth of her breath and lips but before he could get swallowed by lush she broke off the kiss. He opened his eyes slowly, wondering what happened.
Illyda was smirking, holding up her hand… with Bear’s belt in it. He was shocked and quickly moved a hand to hold his trousers up. She laughed.
-’I can be a rogue too!’ she teased as he took his belt back.
-’Mmwell I think I stole something too...’ his voice trailed off.

Night 3:
Illyda came into the Lion’s Pride inn. She was struggling to walk and her armor felt heavy on her shoulders. She pushed her way past the rowdy crowd and managed to get a drink from the bar. She then let herself drop heavily on a chair.
She set the mug of ale on her laps and put the hammer on the wooden floor against her chair. She leaned back in the chair, ignoring the shield making her uncomfortable and closed her eyes for a moment.
Illyda was drained. She had been on her hooves all day, running around from one paladin to another, transporting books and scriptures, watching over Eranuu’s studying and training whilst trying to focus on her own. Her pupil had been specially stubborn this week.
The young male’s one track mind was keeping him from tapping into the powers of the Light fully. Illyda was hitting a wall every time she was trying to get him to understand the subtlety of the Light’s flowing power. Even though he said nothing she could tell he didn’t like Stormwind, he didn’t like the other paladins.
Illyda was starting to feel like he was too much for her to handle. Something was crawling under his skin… something dark was consuming him from inside… Those dark thoughts seemed to drain her even more.
-’Two nights in a row? This is truly a blessing!’ exclaimed someone next to her.
Illyda was snapped from her spiraling thoughts, back to the Lion’s Pride crowded bar. She shook her head and look to her right. She saw that Bear, the male draenei she had met the night before, was sitting right next to her.
She blinked, surprise she hadn’t even noticed him. He handed her a mug of ale. She slowly took it from him as he added:
-’You’ve been here two nights in a row, everything alright?’ he asked.
Illyda sighed.
-’Just a long day… and a long week’ she replied, eyes closed. Her head was resting against her shield.
Bear smirked to himself, happy to see her again.
-’A true blessing!’
Illyda looked at the male, confused. She smiled warmly at him thought.
-’You look exhausted’ he raised an eyebrow at her ‘maybe you should slip into something more comfortable?’ he grinned.
She frowned with a smile.
-’Sorry, I couldn’t resist’ he said pointing at the crowd, grinning.
Illyda looked down at herself, frowning.
-’I guess I could change into something less heavy...’ her voice trailed off into a sigh.
She struggled to bring herself forward but got up.
-’I’ll be right back!’ she said as she left.
Bear watched her make her way out. He took a large gulp to finish his drink and ordered another. He kept the chair beside him free, thinking up a witty response to throw at the female when she would return.
The inn was crowded, as per usual. Night elves on top of tables, female passing by with other females or male companions. A few of them stopped to check if Bear had been attended to.
He waved them off and watched them go by, his eyes lingering… following them into the crowd, watching them vanish.
He drank from his mug and when he lowered it, he was hit by what he saw. The draenei female before had a burgundy crop top that held around her neck. She had burgundy matching bands around her arms. She had white shorts that ended under her knees and red bands near her hooves. Her white hair flowed down to her mid-back.
He opened his mouth but said nothing. He realized he had no witty remarks for her. He was smitten by the sight of her.
Illyda blushed, not sure what to think of his silence. She sat down and took her mug back up.
-’You kept the shield?’ asked Bear, intrigued.
-’I am a shield of the Light’ she smirked ‘I need it for my protection and comfort’.
She seemed rather sure of herself stating this out. She smiled, returning to her non-serious self, letting herself fall down into the chair again. She wasn’t a very confident paladin and the shield really helped her with that.
-’Am I worthy of the inn now?’ she teased, picking up her mug again.
Grinning, he ordered another large mug of ale.
-’Well at least you aren’t so encumbered now’ he winked. ‘And looking rather stunning as well if I do say so myself… not that your plate mail was any less dazzling!’ he took a large gulp as he berated his friend.
She blushed, biting her lips and shying away a little.
-’I always use to wear dresses… but I don’t think I ever want to again’ she laughed. ‘Trousers are way too practical’ she smiled.
Closing his eyes, he imagined what a dress would look like on his companion for a brief moment… shaking his head.
-’While the image is appealing, I couldn’t imagine you without that shield anyway’ he winked ‘What you wear suits you nicely’.
He took a long sip from his mug.
-’So, what brings you back so after visiting only just last night?’.
She raised her head and looked around.
-’I like this place… it’s nice and lively, not boring like the cathedral!’ she turned back to him, her smile radiating ‘and you’re here’.
Not one to be bashful, Bear was surprise when he found himself averting his eyes to hide his smile.
-’Well… your visits are always welcome. You’re much more interesting than the boring people here anyway. Though you don’t have a hammer for me to nab tonight’ he said winking.
She burst out into laughter.
-’Ah yes! I promised not to steal anymore from you’ Illyda winked at him. ‘Unless you let me!’
She was amused at this little stealing game. She raised her mug at him:
-’To this lively, yet boring place!’ she cheered.
…many mugs of ale later..
She giggled, her cheeks darkening from the ale.
-’Pfff I know something I can steal from you in pain slight!’ she bragged.
Smiling as he took another drink he raised his brow.
-’Oh? I sincerely doubt that’ he grinned, challenging his priestly paladin friend. Leaning forward he took another drink as if daring her to try. ‘I would be rather impressed at any rate.’
She half closed her eyes, trying to stare him down. She swallowed and said softly:
-’You asked for it, roguish shaman...’
She leaned into him closer, slowing as her nose touched his. She blushed but kept her eyes locked on his, all innocent looking. She paused and let her dark purple lips tenderly reach and touch his.
Smiling to himself as she leaned toward him, he couldn’t help but be compelled to lean forward into her as well. Though he was familiar with her little trick from last night… he found it impossible to resist the draw of her pursed lips. Leaning forward to meet her, he tilted his head a bit, his hand carelessly resting now on her leg.
She gently moved back a little, her lips lingering on his. She opened her eyes slowly searching his features for a reaction. She grinned.
-’See?’ she whispered. She held her hands up, empty.
His eyes opened slowly to see that she kept her word.
-’Well… if that was stealing a kiss then I’ll say you succeeded well enough. Thought I can’t say I particularly mind!’
Smiling he realized his hand was still placed firmly on the woman’s thigh, rubbing tenderly. He laughed as he retreated back into his chair, a bit embarrassed by his own enthusiasm.
She grinned widely at him, drinking some more from her mug.
-’I’d say I stole a kiss and your assurance.’
She leaned on him, resting a bit against his side, still tired and drinking a bit fast for her state. She smiled at him, eyes closed.
Returning her smile, he couldn’t help but enjoy feeling her rest against his side. It was rare to form actual connexions here at the inn, but he felt warmth from this woman.
-’I’d say you’ve stolen a bit more than that.’ he chuckled as he confidently put his arm around her.
She closed her eyes, letting the noise die out and her mind wonder.
-’Let me rest in the Light’ she whispered.
She felt his chest rumble but didn’t understood the words. She shook her head and opened her eyes.
-’Uh?’ she looked at him sleepily.
He laughed, realizing she was half asleep. She smiled apologetically.
-’Do you still have a room here?’ she asked softly.
He smirked.
-’Wanna see it?’ he teased.
She blushed and turned her head away. Bear stood up and held out his hand. She shyly extended hers and stood up. He picked up her shield that she had set by her chair.
Illyda followed him upstairs, past the half shut doors of other occupants. Strange noises and smells coming from them. Illyda focused on her eyes on the tall male she was following. Feeling a bit dizzy and lightheaded. The alcohol had just hit her when she had gotten up. She was being gently pulled along the way.
Bear finally let go of her hand but she bumped lightly into him. The world around her had stopped spinning, she was standing in a small dark room. She moved back and closing the door accidently.
Smiling, Bear strolled around his small room with not much other than a bed and a bedside table. There was a cupboard to store his clothes but it was very modest sized. He casually let his companion’s shield down by the side of his bed and sat comfortably, patting the place next to him on the bed.
-’Well, was it everything everything you hoped it would be and more?’ he teased.
She raised her head in a pretentious fashion and looked around, unimpressed. She crossed her arms.
-’It’s dark and dusty’ she sat down next to him and crossed her legs.
Sitting up straight like a noble. He raised his brow at her pretentious act.
-’I expected a palace!’ she tried to say with a straight face but then burst into giggles.
He was far from convinced but he smiled as she broke into a laughter.
-’You know I almost believed you were a snotty paladin there for a second… I mean I should really have cleaned in preparation for her priest-le-ness’ he teased.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders bringing her close to him.
-’But you really make this dingy place look just like a palace to me’ he smiled.
She smiled back at him.
-’I’m glad I crossed your path… it is bathed in warm light’ she put her arms around his neck and slowly went in for another kiss.
As he felt her arms pressed around his neck, he couldn’t help but bath in the beauty of the woman in front of him.
-’If there is any light in here, I think you must have brought it in with you’ he said softly.
He closed his eyes and leaned forward to press his lips with hers, his hands placed on the lower part of her back. He held her closely… his lips slipping away and kissing her cheeks… her chin… and her neck in a flurry of deliberate passion.
She closed her eyes, breathing a tiny bit faster, letting out a soft moan when she felt his lips on her neck. She let one of her hand slide down to his waist and grabbed hold of his belt.
She felt her head lean backwards, exposing her throat and neck to him, flicking her hair off her shoulders. Her other hand was playfully caressing his hair.His lips still pressed against her neck, he felt the vibrations of her moan as he continued to kiss her.
Taking one hand from her waist, he placed it firmly but gently on the back of her neck, resting under her hair. He continued to explore her neckline, slowly kissing his way down to her collarbone where he stopped, teasing his way back up her neck.
His other hand shifted to her rear and pulled her closer, caressing her while his mouth continued to move. As he worked his way back up her neck and she let out a sight, anticipating every touch from his lips on her bare skin. She moved her folded leg onto his knees, turning her upper body and pushing herself up, as to direct his lips.
Smiling to himself as she shifted up, he realized what she was driving at. He let a large finger slip under the top of her shirt, pulling the fabric away to reveal more of her soft, enticing skin. His lips eagerly pressed against the newly exposed skin, now just inches from the top of the woman’s breast.
She undid his buckle effortlessly and she pulled the leather belt away with one hand.
Once again he opted to tease the poor thing. He kissed just ever so lightly around the exposed flesh before reeling down to her exposed midriff that had been mocking his eyes all evening. He placed his arms around her waist and kissed right above her navel, advancing to her chest where her shirt ended.
He gently lifted his hands up, taking the shirt away with him.
-’You take my belt… I suppose I take this!’ he whispered slyly as he tossed it aside.
Illyda was caught by surprise and blushed. She was still breathing heavily from all the teasing. Instead of shying away however, she just acted on instinct and leaned on him, pushing him on his back against the bed.
She got both of her knees on the bed, she was now above Bear. She lowered herself, moving both her hands up his sides trying to pull up his shirt. She was looking at him with a shy grin.
Returning the smile to the shy woman, he enjoyed being pushed onto his back. He looked up at her feigning a helpless look as she began to remove his shirt. Though he had attempted to hide it until now, he was unable to control himself with the paladin over him. His leather pants strained as they tightened from the large bulge now asserting itself against his leg.
Allowing her to remove his shirt, Bear looked at her and smiled, his trained torso exposed before her. His hands found their way to her waist, quickly able to remove her belt and without wasting time lowered her trousers and pants, exposing her rear but stopping midthigh. He smiled as his hands moved up to caress her.
Her eyes flared up when he exposed her rear. Her tail was twitching out of sync from its usual wave-like pattern.
She moved up and her purple lips found his again. She was kissing him with passion, letting her tongue slip in. Her whole body gently came down onto his but she didn’t feel she had much control over it anymore.
One of her hand found its way back to his jaw line and up into his dark hair whilst the other followed the shape of his muscular torso down to the edge of his trousers.
Illyda was now moving up and down, rubbing herself on him, letting out small groans when she felt the bulge in his trousers. He let out a soft groan as he felt the woman’s body started to rub against his, his manhood now growing painfully compressed in his pants, throbbing for release.
Bear kissed his mate passionately as his hand caressed her bubbly rear, giving it a playful smack and watching to gauge her reaction.
He wanted to see if she’d squirm. Smiling, he moved his lips down again to the woman’s neck, then down to her exposed chest, letting his tongue flick over the sensitive flesh.
She groaned and finally squirmed, unable to keep herself in check, wanting him more than anything in the world right now.
Her grip on his hair tightened and loosened frantically. She leaned to her side a little, allowing her hand to pull down on the male’s trousers, her breathing still out of control. Feeling the woman beginning to pull down on his trousers, Bear gave her ass another playful slap, enjoy the small amount of dominance he felt from it.
Feeling so close to his new companion, he smiled as his tongue continued to work its way around her breasts, now flicking playfully over the girl’s nipples.
His pants sliding down, his throbbing member now unrestrained, popped free and throbbed heavily in front of her.
Her eyes flared with desire as she felt his meat against her thigh. She let out a moan, slightly louder than the others as shivers run up and down her spine. She wanted to feel closer to him but exhausted from the anticipation she used her hands to hint at him towards rolling on top.
Smiling as he watched her, he could feel her body lightly shivering. This only excited him more. Understanding her desperate hand gestures, he obliged, leaning forward and grasping her, one hand by her rear and the other wrapped around her back.
He gently turned her and laid her down as they swapped positions, his member now throbbing between the anxious girl’s thighs. He teasingly placed it just above her groin and leaned in to kiss her again, filled with anticipation.
She moaned, desperate for him, drinking from his lips. His teasing was intoxicating her faster than any dwarven ale. She couldn’t hold back a bit of biting in her kisses, lightly catching his lips. Her breathing seemed to be the driving force making her body arc against his.
She moved her hands to his rear, feeling his muscles. Her legs quivered under him, trying to push herself slightly upwards, she wanted to give herself to him.
Smiling a possessive smile, he felt her teeth graze against his lips as he had been made drunk by her in every way. He could no longer handle waiting… his large hands pressed down on her hips, pushing her into the mattress as to control her. The tip of his swelling cock now pressed against his partner’s eager sex.
He slowly pressed his hips forward, his member plunging into the waiting warm embrace of the woman’s tight walls. As he pressed forward, his hands grabbed the arms of the paladin and brought them close to her side. Holding her there firmly and looking her straight in the eyes.
Bear wanted to be close in every way with this woman but he loved having a sense of control. She let out a moan and a sigh as he finally entered her. She couldn’t have waited any longer. She met his gaze, looking right back at him with desire and passion.
She bit her lips and she squirmed slightly against his strong hold. Her legs forcing themselves open but blocked by his. Her body was begging for him to take her.
He thrust his hips forward, driving his now swollen manhood deep inside of her. He groaned as she squeezed tightly around his girth. His face lost its sense of dominance for a brief moment… his mouth gaped open from the ecstasy of their intertwining sex.
Her breaths were now timed with his thrusts, along with her moans. She felt helpless and yet she wanted more.
However he refocused himself, his hips bucking into hers, increasing in force and pace. He allowed one hand to go free only to place it gently on the woman’s neck, not applying any hard pressure but letting her know that she was his in this moment. That and he enjoyed watching her squirm.
Illyda opened her eyes and fear flashed in her gaze for a second before she realized he wasn’t going to hurt her. Seeing the fear flash in her eyes, his eyes softened and he smiled past the previous sinister look. He leaned forward, hips still thrusting into the delicate creature, and kissed her cheeks and lips, reassuring her of his tenderness.
Her legs kept trying to tightened their grasp on his meat and her free hand grabbed the bed sheets, holding on to them.
Noticing her hand grabbing onto the sheets, he took that as a cue to increase his pace rapidly. Now pounding fiercely into her, his mouth now took to her throat again, kissing it and teasingly biting at it, grunting with every thrust.
The faster pace increasing the number of moans and sighs of pleasures coming from her. She couldn't resist him much longer… Her free hand moved past her head, grabbing the covers and the other side of the bed.
Her whole body was tightening down on him now. Feeling her tighten around him, he groaned, his vigour somehow lessened by this woman. somehow her eyes… her face and body… they all brought him to his limit faster than he was used to.
His pace remained steady but his thrusts had become deep and through, his cock pressing deep inside the woman. He would not be able to last much longer at this rate.
Her muscles tightened around his shaft, she breathed heavily but no sound came from her. His thrusts, each of them stronger and deeper brought her to ecstasy. The wait had been torturing her and her fingernails drove into the covers as deep as they could twisting the sheets, her other arm stiffened but couldn't break from his hold.
Then as she reached her climax, when she finally couldn’t handle the constant, rough, pummeling, she let out a very soft but loud moan. Bear continued to thrust, though he felt her walls collapsed around his cock, he could not restrain himself any longer.
The warm tightness around his shaft begged for his release and he could not deny her. His grip on her tightened but with great care not to hurt her.
His member throbbed wildly as it released, his face losing its composure as he lost himself to ecstasy. As he climaxed, he fell on top of her and smiled. Afraid of crushing her, he held himself just above her, landing another sweet, soft kiss on her lips.
She was panting but she smiled back at him. Her cheeks, indigo from all the action, she released the bed sheets from her grip.
-’I… This is why I came back...’ she smiled, still catching her breath.
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