¤† The fae whipped her delicate mien back at Jagger at his words and began to blush furiously. No.. not yet. She just.. wasn't ready for such a thing. Clearing her throat nervously as she finally caught her breath, L'ange de Ciel glanced down at the ground shyly, not saying a word, and pawed at the earth, waiting and hoping he wouldn't say what she thought he was about to say.. †¤
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