the way she's looking at him as she gathers his hair up off his neck - it's disgusting, really. she's soft and affectionate, leaving kisses on nose, his cheek, his jaw. as she does, little flames flicker and snap and pop off of her, and if he looks closely, he'll notice the smoke from those snaps and pops curls into smoke hearts.]
You're sticky. [she murmurs, soft. and then she just pushes herself off the wall into him to knock him to the floor, straddling him with another gremlin laugh, settling in his lap.]
I don't think I have the patience to make it to the bed, actually.
[ it's only because lup is basically on top of him that he can even see those hearts without his liuli glass. they are very cute, and he chooses not to comment on them only because there's like a 25% chance they're just really blurry and he's seeing things, which seems embarrassing, so.
when lup knocks him over, gu yun goes without protest, dropping to the ground in a heap of silk and dark hair. he is instantly, immediately aware of her weight in his lap, yeah, and he ends up grinning at her in response, lazy and pleased. ]
You are. [ sticky... clingy like a sticky bun. cute. but, gu yun lifts his hands to the outside of her thighs, smoothing up fabric and feeling the warmth under his palms. ] And I think you and I are in agreement.
[ his muscles are going to be so sore later it's fine ]
[it's just the one glass, but whatever. she also punctuates this with a grind of her hips down against his, which makes her sigh despite having been utterly spoiled a few minutes ago.]
[ hmmm that kiss is nice. to her question, gu yun waves his hand, though his eyes flutter shut a moment later as lup grinds into his lap. that is very nice. ]
No, it just gets in the way. Steam and all of that. [ also he doesn't like to wear it during sex because it's not ~*aesthetic*~ enough. i really hate that this is canon. ]
[snort. she shifts back in his lap, and then fusses with her robes.]
Haha, nerd. Fogging up your glasses. [she says, slyly.] Hurry up and get naked already, I intend to ride you hard enough to get a few more noise complaints.
Glass, singular. [ a beat. ] And it's not my fault that you're heating me up so easily.
[ completely shameless. gu yun grins, reaching for the tie at the inside of his robes to push them open, revealing his scarred torso with absolutely zero hesitation - that suggestion sounds great, actually, noise complaints included - and then bumping his hips up so he can get the bottom piece free.
[robes are indeed easy to get out of! she doesn't hesitate in one, wiggling out of her own, which like, enjoy that view of a completely naked lup sitting in your lap, gu yun. and two, helping him out of his, only stopping long enough to trail her fingers over those scars.
but once she's got him out of his robes, she's going to tease as well. she rocks her hips against his, not enough to let him press inside her quite yet, but enough to hint at it. she's grinning like a fucking goblin, too, stretching languidly, arms pulled back behind her head like she's getting ready for yoga or something. brat.]
well, gu yun was sort of expecting some kind of vengeance, though most those thoughts drained pleasantly out of his ears when he got lup completely naked and settled in his lap like that. it should not at all be surprising. and yet! the friction sends an immediate shiver of pleasure up his spine, and a bloom of red to his cheeks - gu yun's always been sensitive in any number of ways, and in bed is absolutely no exception, especially when he's gone quite neglected for the entire time they've been up in this bedroom.
he lifts his hands and runs them up the sides of her legs, fingers digging into the flesh at her thighs and her ass, but unlike lup, gu yun does have a modicum of patience and also hates losing at anything (losing?) (this is why he's on pride). she is still so wet and even just that slow, close-but-not-quite friction is enough to make him sigh through his nose. ]
What, do you need to warm up first? [ deadpan..... ]
I'm pretty warmed up, I think. [she sighs, slowly dragging her hips against his, letting her head fall back. her hair spills over her shoulders and chest, twisting and curling at the ends, burning low. the ends form little hearts too, though gu yun might not be able to see it super well.
each touch gets her squirming, mouth open in a slight pant. he has patience, but she's willing to see how long that does anything for him, rocking slow in his lap. she can feel how hard he is, and it absolutely delights her on many levels.]
I wonder what it would be like to see the Marquis of Order beg. [she says thoughtfully.]
lup makes quite the sight to see up there, blurred at the edges or not. she really is beautiful - the way the cracks in her skin are settled at the moment make her look almost ethereal, haloed in the dark light of the room. it's something to focus on besides the fact that he's ridiculously turned on, and every brush of slow friction is maddeningly good, if only because it's not even remotely close to enough.
his back arches, hips coming up off the ground to follow her motions. slow and steady, a nice, easy roll - not taking, not pushing, just using every bit of his well exercised self restraint not to let his patience snap easily. the flush on his cheeks is darkening, starting to spread down to his neck, and there is a beat where he has to bite his lip, keeping any reaction muffled. ]
I'm not much of a beggar. [ gu zixi is so stupidly stubborn, after all. his fingers dig a little further into her skin, reaching around her hips to grab her butt, instead, kneading with calloused fingertips, in time with one of those absolutely agonizingly slow rolls of lup's hips. he is going to be as handsy as humanly possible to get his way! you'll see! ]
oh, see, she likes that, though. she likes the way he rolls his hips up off the ground to meet her, like he can't quite stop himself from chasing the sensation. she thinks about shifting away, denying him the contact, just to tease, but she doesn't - if only because she has no patience. he's going to win these contests every time because lup just does not have the iron will required to not immediately take what she wants.
he grabs at her, digs his fingers in, and she lets out an obscene whimper-sigh, head falling back as her hand comes up to her chest. she absently palms her own breast as he meets one of her slow drags, the air around the both of them hot and a little humid. it's fine, she likes this - likes how intimate it feels.]
No? [she teases, pausing the roll of her hips. she shifts back just a little, just enough to run her fingers down his chest, trailing lightly until she reaches the length of him, taking him in hand. she's aware this is not nearly as good as what she was just doing, which is very much on purpose - she strokes him once, twice, and then:]
[ that is not nearly as good, no. the pressure of lup's hand is nice - her fingers are warm and in any other occasion, it would be extremely satisfying, but at the moment, it's just a tease!
for now, gu yun will have to be content with watching. his eyes are completely dark, save the flicker of the light from her glow every now and then reflecting back on his face, and his gaze is no less hungry, taking advantage of the ability to see at every instance, moving down her body and back up, watching her palm at herself in the process. lup really is a sight to be seen, especially like this, and for the moment, gu yun can't pull his gaze away. he can't pull her forward as well as he'd like when she pauses; gu yun's fingers flex, grip tightening as he half props himself up to look --
and then drops his head back against the floor with a quiet thump, eyes closing, exhaling with a groan, though it's mostly more "oh come on" than anything particularly sensual. once again: gu yun deserves this. ] Menace. [ he quips, with a breathless half laugh, giving another squeeze with his hands. absolutely, absolutely a menace. ]
[ that twist feels good, sends a muscle in his thigh twitching, and gu yun has to shut his eyes briefly against the maddening it's-really-nice-but-it's-not-enough sensation that feels like waves cresting up against a dam.
gu yun lifts his head. bats his eyelashes. ] Please. [ he's faking it don't let him get away with that ]
[ okay, he knows that wasn't a very sincere please but STILL. he sighs, heavily (definitely overexaggerated) and shifts where he's settled, nudging his hips up again. look. he's behaving. ]
[ the slow, returning rock of pressure feels good, a definite improvement from the brief break just before; naturally, he rolls up to meet her pace, exhaling a harsh breath and tipping his chin up, pressing his feet into the floor to keep from arcing up too quickly.
still proud, even like this, but that request is easy. ] Lup. [ gu yun says, from somewhere low and pleased in his chest, gaze staying on her face, shamelessly, hungrily. he pulls a hand free, skirting it up her side, then away entirely, instead to match hers, the one closest to his head. gu yun's insistent with it, fingertips curling around her wrist, until he can get his hand underneath hers and lace their fingers together. ]
[see, she meant to tease a little longer, but her name just - really gets her. he knows it, he knows her. she's not going to be forgotten. he says it with intensity, says it so it vibrates deep in her, curls around her heart, and then he's taking her hand and well. she's just not capable of waiting.
the hand on his abdomen drags down and takes his length in hand again, but this time it's not to tease - this time she just positions him where she wants him, and rolls her hips back, finally letting him press inside her. she's not quick about it - she takes her time, inch by inch, until he's bottomed out, and then she sighs, the lava cracks along her skin glowing bright.]
[ gu yun's not even remotely a religious man but also: thank god
the anticipation crests as he realizes what lup is doing - his fingers flex against hers, and the first press forward almost makes his eyes roll back. gu yun makes a noise, soft, choked off, and his eyes flutter shut, mouth falling open as the warmth of her body takes him in, slow and easy. it's not the first time that they've done this, but it's impossibly good every time, and he has to tilt his head away for a moment, because it's almost overwhelming after all of that waiting.
as she sighs, gu yun does the same, a soft liangese swear coming out of his mouth nearly on accident, half a prayer, half relief. his other hand lets go of her ass and comes to her hip, instead, stroking over one of those brightly glowing cracks of light as he uses all of that finely tuned self control to not just thrust up into wanting more of that friction, that heat, just more of lup. ]
[it's not one of her main aspects, but god does she feel pride at the way he reacts to her. she knows that she's hot (heh) but it's something else to see someone swear because they're so overwhelmed. it flutters in her chest, makes her laugh a little, unable to help herself. it's breathy and light, almost a gasp as his hands move, as he holds onto her.
she slides her hand back up to rest against his chest, just to give herself some leverage as she starts to move. she doesn't need easy or gentle or slow - she's already come once, but she wants, and more than that, she wants him. a little bit of possessiveness, maybe, that she allows herself to have. just for now.
fingers curling, lup languidly moves her hips, setting a steady pace. lets him feel how wet she is, how tight she is around him, waits for him to get impatient enough to take more. not that she's going to let him get away with not doing that; the expression on her face is heated and a little smug, a little demanding as she grabs for his hand on her hip and brings it to her chest instead.]
[ this form of steady and slow is its own unique form of torment, but it's a good kind. the languid and easy motions of lup's hips mean he feels every slow second of friction, how easily she takes him in, the tight, slick squeeze of pressure sending heat down his spine, through his veins, the pleasure of it lighting up his already sensitive nerves all over. his chest arches up as she presses into it, then pushes down, his hips rising in exchange to match each of her movements. he's not holding still by any means, can't hold still in the face of that, though his motions don't come with reckless abandon. his other hand curls into mid air, before he reaches back out for her thigh, following the motion of their bodies together, as if he can pull her closer, a little greedy for more, more.
as the other one is pulled up to her chest, gu yun complies with ease; this is familiar territory, and he spreads his fingers and presses his callouses against her breast, letting the motions of their bodies together drag the rough surface over her skin, building hot friction with every roll forward. right now, it's hard to resist the urge to sit up and just take, but gu yun is giving over his precious, precious control to let lup do whatever she wants, and even if he's stronger than her, the delicate strength of her hand on his chest holds him right in place, right where she wants him. trusting, willing. giving.
a particularly good roll forward gets his eyes to open -- gu yun sucks in a breath, deep, exhaling on a low, rattling groan. he wants to see lup's face, anyhow, even if parts of her are blurry and out of focus, even if he can't perfectly see, his eyes are trained on her expression, because he missed that earlier, and he won't miss it again. ] Lup. [ he says, again, a little more breathless this time, composure starting to break apart, bit by bit. ]
[he moves with her, meets her just the right way, and the angle has her gasping, head falling back because she can't focus. it's overwhelming, with how she's already sensitive, shivery from the first time. it's just on the border of too much. not that she's complaining - she leans into it, moves a little faster, chasing the feeling. leans into the fingers on her thigh, hoping it leaves marks.
she likes the control, she thinks. she likes having him under her, likes to see the way his face changes when he's pressed inside to the hilt. but there's a part of her that wouldn't mind if he took over, if he rolled them over and pressed her down, and the thought thrills, makes her breath catch. she's just as good with this, with the way his fingers drag rough and textured over soft skin - with the trust he gives her. she'd give him the same trust back.
but then he says her name, and the words spill out of her in response without meaning to, just a quick, heated:] Fuck, Zixi.
[watching her expression means he gets to watch the wave of pleasure that rolls over her in real time, her mouth dropping open in a soft pant, eyes hazing over. she reacts, presses herself closer, leaning down to take a kiss for herself, because she can't help herself. it does something to her, to hear her name called like that, and she doesn't know how else to express it.
she's less riding him now and more just grinding down, breath shivery and shaking - unfocused. less teasing and more ravenous, hungry for him but almost frustrated because she doesn't know how to properly get it.]
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the way she's looking at him as she gathers his hair up off his neck - it's disgusting, really. she's soft and affectionate, leaving kisses on nose, his cheek, his jaw. as she does, little flames flicker and snap and pop off of her, and if he looks closely, he'll notice the smoke from those snaps and pops curls into smoke hearts.]
You're sticky. [she murmurs, soft. and then she just pushes herself off the wall into him to knock him to the floor, straddling him with another gremlin laugh, settling in his lap.]
I don't think I have the patience to make it to the bed, actually.
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when lup knocks him over, gu yun goes without protest, dropping to the ground in a heap of silk and dark hair. he is instantly, immediately aware of her weight in his lap, yeah, and he ends up grinning at her in response, lazy and pleased. ]
You are. [ sticky... clingy like a sticky bun. cute. but, gu yun lifts his hands to the outside of her thighs, smoothing up fabric and feeling the warmth under his palms. ] And I think you and I are in agreement.
[ his muscles are going to be so sore later it's fine ]
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Good. [a pause.] Want your glasses back?
[it's just the one glass, but whatever. she also punctuates this with a grind of her hips down against his, which makes her sigh despite having been utterly spoiled a few minutes ago.]
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No, it just gets in the way. Steam and all of that. [ also he doesn't like to wear it during sex because it's not ~*aesthetic*~ enough. i really hate that this is canon. ]
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Haha, nerd. Fogging up your glasses. [she says, slyly.] Hurry up and get naked already, I intend to ride you hard enough to get a few more noise complaints.
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[ completely shameless. gu yun grins, reaching for the tie at the inside of his robes to push them open, revealing his scarred torso with absolutely zero hesitation - that suggestion sounds great, actually, noise complaints included - and then bumping his hips up so he can get the bottom piece free.
at least robes are easy to get out of! ]
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but once she's got him out of his robes, she's going to tease as well. she rocks her hips against his, not enough to let him press inside her quite yet, but enough to hint at it. she's grinning like a fucking goblin, too, stretching languidly, arms pulled back behind her head like she's getting ready for yoga or something. brat.]
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absolutely deserves this, huh.
well, gu yun was sort of expecting some kind of vengeance, though most those thoughts drained pleasantly out of his ears when he got lup completely naked and settled in his lap like that. it should not at all be surprising. and yet! the friction sends an immediate shiver of pleasure up his spine, and a bloom of red to his cheeks - gu yun's always been sensitive in any number of ways, and in bed is absolutely no exception, especially when he's gone quite neglected for the entire time they've been up in this bedroom.
he lifts his hands and runs them up the sides of her legs, fingers digging into the flesh at her thighs and her ass, but unlike lup, gu yun does have a modicum of patience and also hates losing at anything (losing?) (this is why he's on pride). she is still so wet and even just that slow, close-but-not-quite friction is enough to make him sigh through his nose. ]
What, do you need to warm up first? [ deadpan..... ]
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I'm pretty warmed up, I think. [she sighs, slowly dragging her hips against his, letting her head fall back. her hair spills over her shoulders and chest, twisting and curling at the ends, burning low. the ends form little hearts too, though gu yun might not be able to see it super well.
each touch gets her squirming, mouth open in a slight pant. he has patience, but she's willing to see how long that does anything for him, rocking slow in his lap. she can feel how hard he is, and it absolutely delights her on many levels.]
I wonder what it would be like to see the Marquis of Order beg. [she says thoughtfully.]
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lup makes quite the sight to see up there, blurred at the edges or not. she really is beautiful - the way the cracks in her skin are settled at the moment make her look almost ethereal, haloed in the dark light of the room. it's something to focus on besides the fact that he's ridiculously turned on, and every brush of slow friction is maddeningly good, if only because it's not even remotely close to enough.
his back arches, hips coming up off the ground to follow her motions. slow and steady, a nice, easy roll - not taking, not pushing, just using every bit of his well exercised self restraint not to let his patience snap easily. the flush on his cheeks is darkening, starting to spread down to his neck, and there is a beat where he has to bite his lip, keeping any reaction muffled. ]
I'm not much of a beggar. [ gu zixi is so stupidly stubborn, after all. his fingers dig a little further into her skin, reaching around her hips to grab her butt, instead, kneading with calloused fingertips, in time with one of those absolutely agonizingly slow rolls of lup's hips. he is going to be as handsy as humanly possible to get his way! you'll see! ]
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oh, see, she likes that, though. she likes the way he rolls his hips up off the ground to meet her, like he can't quite stop himself from chasing the sensation. she thinks about shifting away, denying him the contact, just to tease, but she doesn't - if only because she has no patience. he's going to win these contests every time because lup just does not have the iron will required to not immediately take what she wants.
he grabs at her, digs his fingers in, and she lets out an obscene whimper-sigh, head falling back as her hand comes up to her chest. she absently palms her own breast as he meets one of her slow drags, the air around the both of them hot and a little humid. it's fine, she likes this - likes how intimate it feels.]
No? [she teases, pausing the roll of her hips. she shifts back just a little, just enough to run her fingers down his chest, trailing lightly until she reaches the length of him, taking him in hand. she's aware this is not nearly as good as what she was just doing, which is very much on purpose - she strokes him once, twice, and then:]
Maybe just some noise, then.
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for now, gu yun will have to be content with watching. his eyes are completely dark, save the flicker of the light from her glow every now and then reflecting back on his face, and his gaze is no less hungry, taking advantage of the ability to see at every instance, moving down her body and back up, watching her palm at herself in the process. lup really is a sight to be seen, especially like this, and for the moment, gu yun can't pull his gaze away. he can't pull her forward as well as he'd like when she pauses; gu yun's fingers flex, grip tightening as he half props himself up to look --
and then drops his head back against the floor with a quiet thump, eyes closing, exhaling with a groan, though it's mostly more "oh come on" than anything particularly sensual. once again: gu yun deserves this. ] Menace. [ he quips, with a breathless half laugh, giving another squeeze with his hands. absolutely, absolutely a menace. ]
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It's only payback!
[she strokes once more, twisting her wrist gently on the upstroke.] Ask me nicely.
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gu yun lifts his head. bats his eyelashes. ] Please. [ he's faking it don't let him get away with that ]
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Absolutely not. [c:]
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Lup. [ RUDE!!!!!! ]
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Don't Lup me, Zixi, I told you to ask me nicely and that was not nicely. [she does, however, very much enjoy hearing her name? wow?]
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[ okay, he knows that wasn't a very sincere please but STILL. he sighs, heavily (definitely overexaggerated) and shifts where he's settled, nudging his hips up again. look. he's behaving. ]
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Say my name again. [she says, quietly, leaning over him. she braces herself up, one hand next to his head, the other resting on his abdomen.]
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still proud, even like this, but that request is easy. ] Lup. [ gu yun says, from somewhere low and pleased in his chest, gaze staying on her face, shamelessly, hungrily. he pulls a hand free, skirting it up her side, then away entirely, instead to match hers, the one closest to his head. gu yun's insistent with it, fingertips curling around her wrist, until he can get his hand underneath hers and lace their fingers together. ]
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the hand on his abdomen drags down and takes his length in hand again, but this time it's not to tease - this time she just positions him where she wants him, and rolls her hips back, finally letting him press inside her. she's not quick about it - she takes her time, inch by inch, until he's bottomed out, and then she sighs, the lava cracks along her skin glowing bright.]
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the anticipation crests as he realizes what lup is doing - his fingers flex against hers, and the first press forward almost makes his eyes roll back. gu yun makes a noise, soft, choked off, and his eyes flutter shut, mouth falling open as the warmth of her body takes him in, slow and easy. it's not the first time that they've done this, but it's impossibly good every time, and he has to tilt his head away for a moment, because it's almost overwhelming after all of that waiting.
as she sighs, gu yun does the same, a soft liangese swear coming out of his mouth nearly on accident, half a prayer, half relief. his other hand lets go of her ass and comes to her hip, instead, stroking over one of those brightly glowing cracks of light as he uses all of that finely tuned self control to not just thrust up into wanting more of that friction, that heat, just more of lup. ]
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she slides her hand back up to rest against his chest, just to give herself some leverage as she starts to move. she doesn't need easy or gentle or slow - she's already come once, but she wants, and more than that, she wants him. a little bit of possessiveness, maybe, that she allows herself to have. just for now.
fingers curling, lup languidly moves her hips, setting a steady pace. lets him feel how wet she is, how tight she is around him, waits for him to get impatient enough to take more. not that she's going to let him get away with not doing that; the expression on her face is heated and a little smug, a little demanding as she grabs for his hand on her hip and brings it to her chest instead.]
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as the other one is pulled up to her chest, gu yun complies with ease; this is familiar territory, and he spreads his fingers and presses his callouses against her breast, letting the motions of their bodies together drag the rough surface over her skin, building hot friction with every roll forward. right now, it's hard to resist the urge to sit up and just take, but gu yun is giving over his precious, precious control to let lup do whatever she wants, and even if he's stronger than her, the delicate strength of her hand on his chest holds him right in place, right where she wants him. trusting, willing. giving.
a particularly good roll forward gets his eyes to open -- gu yun sucks in a breath, deep, exhaling on a low, rattling groan. he wants to see lup's face, anyhow, even if parts of her are blurry and out of focus, even if he can't perfectly see, his eyes are trained on her expression, because he missed that earlier, and he won't miss it again. ] Lup. [ he says, again, a little more breathless this time, composure starting to break apart, bit by bit. ]
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she likes the control, she thinks. she likes having him under her, likes to see the way his face changes when he's pressed inside to the hilt. but there's a part of her that wouldn't mind if he took over, if he rolled them over and pressed her down, and the thought thrills, makes her breath catch. she's just as good with this, with the way his fingers drag rough and textured over soft skin - with the trust he gives her. she'd give him the same trust back.
but then he says her name, and the words spill out of her in response without meaning to, just a quick, heated:] Fuck, Zixi.
[watching her expression means he gets to watch the wave of pleasure that rolls over her in real time, her mouth dropping open in a soft pant, eyes hazing over. she reacts, presses herself closer, leaning down to take a kiss for herself, because she can't help herself. it does something to her, to hear her name called like that, and she doesn't know how else to express it.
she's less riding him now and more just grinding down, breath shivery and shaking - unfocused. less teasing and more ravenous, hungry for him but almost frustrated because she doesn't know how to properly get it.]
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