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Gray slowly kissed Ammit. He didn't want their precious first time to leave a bad memory. So he stroked and kissed her lips, her face, her neck... patiently and tenderly.

Ammit was so provoked by him that she was out of breath, but her hands were still fumbling around behind his back. Even though Gray was focusing on exploring her body, she noticed something unusual. He stopped, looked back and then back at her: "What's wrong with your back?"

Ammit whispered: "I want to cover you with a blanket, but I can't find the blanket."

He glared at her: "Are you still thinking about blankets at this time?"

Ammit pouted his lips and said in a warm voice: "People are afraid that you will catch a cold."

He bent his head to bite her: "Focus, girl, focus." (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

Ammit answered, but his eyes still darted behind him, searching for traces of the blanket.

Meeting her eyes, Gray sighed, laid down on her body and bit her soft shoulder: "If you want to cover, hurry up."

"Okay,
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