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"Far-ish," he replied as he continued his way down along his wife's flank. He had collected many herbs and trinkets in preperation for the ceremony. However, Hiram was still somewhat far off from being completely ready. The physical preperations were only the first step. Soon, he would have to purify himself before he could preform the sacred writ -- but right now, Hiram wasn't really thinking about purity.

Curiously, she pulled away from his wanting touch and began to nip clumsily along Hiram's jaw. He smiled and chuckled slightly to himself as if a joke had been uttered and he had been the only one in the room to the get the punchline. "You know, you're really bad at this foreplay thing," he prodded lightheartedly as he slowly began to sink into Jhala's ministrations.