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Shrugging at Maea's explanation, Amun reached out to lay a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay to feel that way." His voice was shockingly normal, far from the slightly suggestive tones he normally spoke in. "There's no one right way to live your life or share that part of yourself with others. Whatever feels right to you probably is right." Giving her a quick smile, he squeezed her shoulder gently before releasing.
Chuckling, he waggled his eyebrows at her. "They rarely stayed in my possession for long. After all, it'd be a shame if I got caught carrying pilfered goods." Winking, he slid his hands into his pockets as they continued their trek.
Chuckling, he waggled his eyebrows at her. "They rarely stayed in my possession for long. After all, it'd be a shame if I got caught carrying pilfered goods." Winking, he slid his hands into his pockets as they continued their trek.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
