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// Viewer's discretion is advised. Fan service imagery plot (no p*rnographic content) //
The statement itself caused Lust to start perspiring from his forehead. His cheeks flushed maroon as he realized the tension building up between them. He was not used to the feeling of being dominated by someone else. Being wanted by many girls and endeavoring in series of intimate experiences had not prepared him for this.
It might have been easier to think of a game plan if he was facing a random girl, he had decided to spend the night with. But Wrath was not like any other girl, she had the strength of five linebackers; at least when she activated her metaphysical powers. Lust was pinned down and doomed as long as her eyes remained red.
