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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Raelyn was comfortably relaxing in the shower, feeling the way the droplets of water caressed down along her curvy shape as she heard a comment from him that certainly made her content. She'd hit a spot and he'd have to work damn hard to get it to go away. It was almost cruel, but she had no intention of stopping. Lyfe was content to taunt her, all she was doing was upping the game. The young witch wasn't for moving either, she was simply standing under cascade of steamy water and letting it caress her tired body. Most of the time, she was quick in the shower and long in the bath, but not today. Raelyn taunted the idea of drifting a hand between her legs, but it took a constant fight in her mind to ignore it. <br/>
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He stirred her up in ways she didn't even want to consider. <br/>
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Anna was already up and dressed in her usual spring-like outfit. Most items she wore were colourful, unlike her sister. That day she'd settled on a pink summer dress with obnoxious daisies all over the light material. Her dark hair was formed into an almost perfectly tight french braid that made her rather angelic features look more intimidating and pixie like. The young witch swanned into the kitchen, noticing how Lyfe was yelling up to her sister. A slight frown rippled over her features, "You do realize we've tried that. I just shower in the evenings now. You're also better off watching to see if she takes a book or a glass of wine in there.. She could be in there days." She offered a warm smile before pouring herself a cup of coffee. It was clear she was making a point that Raelyn didn't listen, but Anna already knew Lyfe knew her sister too well most likely.<br/>
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Raelyn eventually emerged from the shower looking far more relaxed. A warm sigh left her lips as she began to gather an outfit from her dresser. Well fitted skinny jeans, a semi-sheer black top that had a small zip around the breast section. The black lace of her bra caught a glimpse through the lace, but it wasn't easy to see with the human eye. Next, she eased into a pair of heeled boots that rose to her knees, the black leather always felt comforting. There was no need for a jacket, she didn't tend to feel the cold as much as her powers truly kicked in. Most witches had an affinity to an element, and hers was rather <i>hot</i>.<br/>
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Even more time passed as she blow dried her hair into soft beach curls, which she knew would've irritated Lyfe since she'd already been hogging the bathroom for so long. What he'd notice is the scent she used to wear, the same perfume. Wearing perfume wasn't exactly nice around wolves, they could smell far more than humans could, but she chose to so he'd smell her almost every moment of their day ahead without choice. As she descended the creaky wooden stairs, the witch lowered the zipper to reveal a hint of her cleavage.<br/>
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When she entered the kitchen, her gaze immediately lingered over Lyfe; he'd notice the slightly lustful gaze of hers, simmering beneath the surface. "Since I have to go into town anyway, I can take you and the pack to get some things you may need." Raelyn's voice was calm, almost relaxed. However, to people who knew her intimately would know she only ever tried to be so calm when she was desperate <i>not</i> to be. It was clear the night before had taken something of a toll, there were small bags beneath her eyes that were clearly from stirring all of the hours she may have managed to catch. "I can take them," Anna piped up, offering a warm smile. "You have work, now get going before Grace wakes up." Anna visibly rolled her eyes with a nod and then took off into the hall to grab her purse.<br/>
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"I wasn't joking about the bed, I'm not risking another molesting while I sleep." There was almost amusement in her expression. He couldn't resist her, and she was fighting the urge to resist him. However, it wasn't right. They'd never be accepted as a pair. It had to stop, and she couldn't play around with it. It wasn't fair to either of them. "I have to do some work when we get back, so I assume we can leave soon." The dark haired woman glanced up as she poured herself a cup of coffee and took a long sip. It was so delightful she almost had to muffle a moan. "Or would you prefer I took you out on a walk? Who's a good boy." The witch taunted, a hint of a smirk growing on her lips.<br/>
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