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She went back to work, her feet moving idly over his features, using his eyes, his lips, his cheekbones as stress relievers. For thirty minutes, Elias existed only in the darkness under the desk, his world reduced to the smell of leather, the taste of nylon, and the unyielding grip of the cage.

The call ended. The spell broke.

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