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Upon hearing his Master giving him permission to continue, Arion wrapped his hands around Asterius. One hand wrapped around the blonde's waist and held him close. The other hand cupped the summoner's cheek, holding it in place as the blue-haired summoned leaned in and softly planted his lips on Asterius' lips. The summoner's lips were soft. Arion did enjoy how supple they were. It wasn't long before he had pushed his large, thick tongue into the blonde's mouth, letting it roam around. Arion's kiss was just how one would imagine he would kiss. It was strong and firm, yet oddly soft in a compassionate, caring way. He couldn't explain the feeling, but something inside of him made him pull Asterius even closer to him as they shared the kiss.
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