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He held a finger up to his own lips. The sound of their breath suddenly seemed ever so loud. Embarrassment and heat slowly bubbled up into a nervous laugh he could barely hold in.
Trextan bit his bottom lip, face creasing as he tried to keep it in. He gave a shake of his head, dark hair swaying from side to side.
The nurse next door continued to whistle and it almost became too much. The raw embarrassment, the warmth of her breath. The outright proximity to her flimsily clad form.
Trextan bit his bottom lip, face creasing as he tried to keep it in. He gave a shake of his head, dark hair swaying from side to side.
The nurse next door continued to whistle and it almost became too much. The raw embarrassment, the warmth of her breath. The outright proximity to her flimsily clad form.