[ These wizards don't have flavor profiles, but Nero's soul tastes warm, like a hearth in middle of a blizzard, a small point of comfort in a country that's nearly without it. The strength that comes from a well cooked meal, almost as good as medicine, a sense of home and belonging.
Getting him undressed doesn't take that much time, kissing down his neck, his chest and towards his erection. ]
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Getting him undressed doesn't take that much time, kissing down his neck, his chest and towards his erection. ]