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A surge of longing ignited in Aresenn's deep amber eyes as Absinth traced her slender fingers along the curves of her body. His gaze followed the tantalizing trail she left behind, fixating on every alluring movement she made. The promise in her sultry voice and the hint of something more beneath her playful demeanor caused his breath to catch in his throat. He felt consumed by the seductive aura radiating from her, unable to resist diving deeper into her intoxicating presence.

With a deep, throaty chuckle, he met her gaze with a smoldering intensity that set her heart racing. His eyes were like two pools of molten amber, reflecting both amusement and unmasked desire in equal measure. "There you go again," he rumbled, his voice a low rumble of dark humor and warning, "playing dangerous games." As he spoke, his voice was laced with an undercurrent of hunger, mirroring the desire reflected in Absinth's own gaze. The dim light of their den cast shadows across his face, emphasizing the sharp angles and rugged features of his face. A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of wickedness and danger lurking just beneath the surface. His body was tense with anticipation, ready to pounce at any moment, matching the primal hunger that shone in Absinth's eyes. But she was sick! She needed to rest. Not this.

"Aresenn Praetor"