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slighted, pampered feet grasped greedily at the damp terrain beneath the benevolent baron, his svelte stature glided with near unnatural ease. he'd be here but once before; a heated, adulterous moment with his beloved brother kaprasius. but that was the past and whether his lover of odd terms would return was nothing short of a mystery. he did not blame him - they were finnvi after all; creatures meant to creep and crawl in the night, flee from anything remotely close to a comfortable home. it was a surprise even to the malevolent man that he had not left after so much time spent here, but as he slipped from under his doe veneer and racked his face against the knotted bark of the willow he did not care. he wished only that he could travel back in time and feel that wonderful fever burn his groins while his incestial lover lay beneath him. he was so lost within his reminescents that he hadn't even noticed the woman whose eyes were locked on the very tree he was obscenely rubbing himself along.