<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"Sit..."<br/>
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She motioned to the closed toilet seat. If she was going to heal them at all, she was going to be comfortable. And what better way than a person's lap? Even if it would have been easier if the person was faced away. Once he was seated, she took a moment to just look at him and grin. "You really are a piece of work, both physically and emotionally...", it was followed by a quick chuckle. If he gave her any looks, she'd just smirk.<br/>
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"She gave us her blessing..." but when she sat down on his lap, his penis would be firmly pressed between their stomachs as she reached around to clean his tiny love wounds. It would surely be frustrating for Rayner, but Tellus was, at her core, loyal. And that meant you didn't mess with your best friend's boyfriends out of their sight. If Celeste had wanted to watch, that's another thing completely, or if Rayner instigated it, that too she'd enjoy. It was rather frustrating being so passive once more. With Ra'kar she was always awaiting her lady's pleasure, and with Tersiel....well, there was no need to be passive with him. He'd have rather she just said what she wanted so he could give it to her. However....kissing was just fine. As she began, she began also to kiss him, passionately, her tongue darting out and dancing with his. <br/>
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So as she moved the cloth over Rayner's back, letting tiny tendrils of magic seep into his back, repairing each layer separately as she tried to build it back up, she found she couldn't. Something was blocking it. Blocking her own magic. She didn't mention any of it to Rayner, even if he'd barely noticed the pain when she did it, it would most likely just scab over and leave another set of small scars. Those marks did not 'want' to be removed. Even as she passionately kissed that redhead's boyfriend, she gave another thought to the girl curled up on the bed outside this bedroom and wondered anew, what was that little redhead?</span>