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... e grew heavy with heat.
Water from the mountain spring ran down his head and shoulders, washing away days of fatigue, leaving Orson so tense he barely dared move.
"How about... I just do it myself?"
He turned, face burning, to glance behind him. There, through the mist, stood a breathtaking silhouette.
Her cheeks were bright red, but her eyes were firm as she placed a hand on his crown and turned his head forward again.
Having someone bathe him like this f ...
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