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Voicemail
Yeah. Hi. It's me. Not here. Leave whatever it is you want at the beep. -
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Daphne made a soft noise not unlike a growl, lips parting at his urging, her tongue meeting his just as eagerly. She half-clawed at his shirt, dragging the material out of the way to touch the skin beneath, her hips pushing away from the wall behind her to rock against his, a sharp moan slipping out at the friction the motion -
G'head and talk. Maybe I'll listen.
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