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Sage felt his hands tighten around her as she moved to play with him, breath hitching slightly. "Nervous? No," he hummed. "More ... excited."
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Celeste smirked. "I can tell," she giggled. She let go of him, going over to their bed and settling down. "Well? Are you coming or what?" she teased.
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Sage rolled his eyes in amusement, following her eagerly as she moved to perch on the bed, crawling over to where he could press his lips against hers firmly
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Celeste giggled, kissing him back, hard, running her fingers through his hair.
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