"You know, Cipher," Castorice purred, her voice like velvet, "the stars aren't the only things burning bright tonight." Cipher leaned in closer, smirking, "Then let’s make a constellation... one only we know." Fingers intertwined, hearts racing — the night was theirs, full of whispered promises and lingering touches.
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