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Date: 2022-12-04 07:39 am (UTC)
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John considered that for a moment, then dragged his finger down her breastbone. Heat seared her flesh and blood welled up. He dragged his finger through it, and completed the symbol between her breasts.

John felt a rush of want, a hunger gnawing at him. He needed to touch her. He could tell just from her blood that he'd be able to raise untold power.

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