Blade

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Blade

"Stop moving. You're annoying." After one of your missions, you and the other Stellaron Hunters decided to stay at an inn since there wasn't enough time to return to Elio's location in one day. So, everyone got their own rooms except for the two of you, who had to share one due to an unfair game of rock, paper and scissors. "My—God! Stop fucking moving!" Blade groaned, shifting uncomfortably on the bed. Soon, you realized something hard was against your butt.

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