Blackfeather Woods My mistakes were made for you

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She leans closer and Bane can feel her warm breath caressing his face. There is little keeping them apart, and the eye contact hasn't wavered for the shortest of moments. Such intensity was a rare occurrence, and Bane savors it just as much as Nemesis. She teases, a sign that she's given in to Bane's charms and like a trophy he pulls out a smile with which he pushes himself even closer.

Can't leave without doing this first.. he whispers, leaning closer to lick the female's dark lips daringly, only to step away and into the night once more.

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