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logovo1"He took from you, and it hurt. Nothing left, sucked dry, so dry, and, oh, sweet Mother. It hurt so much. Hurt like nothing you ever felt before and then -- you died, but you were reborn."
John tries to struggle, but her grip is like iron, and she keeps talking. "Reborn, and that felt...good. Really, really good."
Her eyes pop open, and John feels her blush as much as he sees it color her cheeks. Her eyes are wide and she's staring at him, her expression twisting in disgust.
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Muy agradecida de ver este fic. Lo estaba esperando.
John tries to struggle, but her grip is like iron, and she keeps talking. "Reborn, and that felt...good. Really, really good."
Her eyes pop open, and John feels her blush as much as he sees it color her cheeks. Her eyes are wide and she's staring at him, her expression twisting in disgust.
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purnaMuy agradecida de ver este fic. Lo estaba esperando.
