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Rupert made a noise of approving surprise, hand roaming over her as they stumbled into the closet. He caught himself on a pile of stuff, blinking a little, then laughed.

"I- All right," he said, absently licking the corner of his mouth where something that tasted vaguely of plastic was smeared. His grin was bright. This was a great day.


Daisy's used to this, she's done this for stars and plebes and many more and not all her stories are balderdash like Rube might say. She sinks down to her knees, hands sliding over his shirt as she fixates on undoing those trousers of Rupert's, smiling and winking upwards. "Ready for a ride, sweetie?"

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