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His lips keep moving down Jewel's chest, gently massaging his hands along his torso until his mouth hovers over his heart. ]

Admittedly, I was overdue for a corruption arc. How serendipitous are paths happened to cross when they did. Do you have any regrets?

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Friday drags Sam into his apartment, which is surprisingly normal and not particularly opulent. Just very clean, very white, and very sterile. It looks like Heaven's waiting room, but there is a grand piano in the living room and only one bedroom. ]

Would you like anything to drink? I do have some wine, or would you prefer to immediately collect on your prize?

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Stops against the door to the Siren's cabins, lying back against it and drawing Jewel in to enjoy massaging his tongue with his own for a moment. A soft, muffled moan spills out before he pulls back a little– ]

Your room or mine?