Protected by the Devil
Octavius opened a smile that would have been the sun that was missing in that hell, beautiful, illuminated, and I think I heard the sword of Vraxlon clinking on a plate when he released it in disbelief, but I was not sure because, when I looked, the sword was still being carefully caressed with the napkin.
"Take as much time as you need," said Octavius, lowering our hands together. I remembered the touch, I remembered the smell of lily flower that came from him, the sweat of his body in a sensual torpor, like a family fragrance. I even remembered to hear him moan my name with that naturally seductive voice. I was red when I realized the thought and even more nervous when I realized that he w
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