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... e down on his bed. His bottom half covered in snuggly bed covers.

Before Daria left, they had taken a soak in the tub in his bathroom where they had of course gotten a few rounds in, and once she left, Evian went back to bed. He didn't feel tired but he was not opposed to lounging on the soft foam of his bed.

[You did it- with Sex]

'So?'

[You're a Wraith. You should have killed her and consumed her soul]

'And then what? What about her body?'

[Who c ...

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