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"I will Asterius." Arion replied as he continued to scrub the summoner's back. Once he had done a satisfactory job, he dropped the loofa in the water and began moving his strong hands down Asterius' arms. For someone with such large, strong hands, Arion's touch was surprisingly nimble. He began at the blonde's shoulders, gently kneading around collarbone with his fingertips. Slowly, he began to trail his fingers down the blonde's arms. As he continued to run his hands down Asterius' arms, he found himself leaning into the summoner, his broad chest now pressing up against Asterius' back. He found himself resting his head in the crook of Asterius' neck while his fingers continued to caress his lover's arms, making sure he was as gentle as he could be with his large fingers.
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