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Celine

Nestled in Helio’s arms, I let the world around me fade away, my body melting into his warmth. His hands cup my face gently, his touch grounding me as his forehead rests against mine. A soft hum escapes my lips, a quiet acknowledgment of the comfort his presence provides. My body feels weightless, like I’ve transcended the physical, existing in a haze of pleasure and exhaustion.

He shifts slightly, his lips brushing against mine in a kiss so tender it makes my heart ache. I respond instinctively, my mouth parting, allowing my tongue to meet his. The intimate connection deepens as his tongue strokes along mine, the sensation sending a soft moan tumbling from my lips.

Unable to help myself, I press closer to him, needing more of his warmth, his touch, his presence. But just as quickly, he pulls back. I watch as his form shifts seamlessly, returning to his human self. A pout forms on my lips, and he chuckles softly, his amusement lighting up the room.

His hand moves to my chin, his
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i love that she's building a relationship with helios as well
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