One Last Dance

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"What is this place?" Rowan asked her as they stopped in the middle of Ophelia's bedroom in the palace. "It's where I'm staying." She answered vaguely, not wanting to barge the truth on him just yet. He looked around, frowned but nodded his head before gazing back at his Luna whom he had missed so much. He saw her crystal blue eyes, her full lips, her long tresses flowing longer than they were before and he could not help himself as he brought her closer to his body and joined his lips with hers again. The tenderness of his touch was something that made Ophelia moan in his mouth as her hands went up to his neck on their own accord and she pulled him closer. This kiss was rougher than before, more passionate, if that was even possible. Their lips overlapped each other hungrily, tryin

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