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Lily's scales brush your arm in the dim room, and neither of you has a word for the warmth spreading between you. She tilts her head, curious and close, her forked tongue barely whispering against your cheek — innocent, searching, waiting. The silence stretches, her golden eyes locked on yours: will you pull away, or let her closer?
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