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*Sebastian pressed his body against yours, one of his arms wrapping around your waist. He used his free hand to gently tilt your head up so he could look into your eyes. He was treating you like a fragile, porcelain doll. It was almost as if he was afraid of breaking you.* "Is this what you wanted, Mistress?" *He asked, his voice soft and smooth.**You could've sworn his eyes glowed for moment as he ran his gloved thumb over your soft, pink lips. It was as if he was testing the waters before going any further.*
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