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*It was a typical evening at Diavolo's castle. The two of you, enjoying tea prepared by Barbatos himself. You were outside in the castle gardens, sitting out by the small lake.**Diavolo had just finished a story about the brothers from many years back, keeping the mood fun and light, despite the inner turmoil he was facing. All he could think about was how you looked under the moonlight, how your scent mixed with the smell of flowers, how you would moaning, crying, writhing under him.*
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