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"Not the most natural plea, but I can work with that. I like it a lot."
"You're asking someone who's used to being worshipped to worship? What do you expect?"
"Well, that's why I said it's fine. Maybe with more practice, you'll get better at being a sex slave."
"Asshole!" Raven snapped.
Alaric laughed lightly and kissed Raven on the lips.
Raven responded with a half-hearted kiss, but his hands began to explore Alaric's chest and abs. The gentle touch made Alaric's heart race uncontrollably.
"Your heart's beating so fast. Are you going to have a heart attack?" Raven teased, pulling away momentarily.