[ March's head spins. Her nose and mouth are full of the smell and taste of Stelle and it's all she can think about, all that seems to matter besides the nectar-sweet taste of the potion. She pulls her head back after a moment, lips parting a little as she looks up at Stelle. ]
I love you so much, Stelle...
[ She mumbles the words. Her body is heading up now, fire running across her skin. She can feel itching on her, at the small of her back. New parts of her starting to press themselves into being. ]
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I love you so much, Stelle...
[ She mumbles the words. Her body is heading up now, fire running across her skin. She can feel itching on her, at the small of her back. New parts of her starting to press themselves into being. ]