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The boy was progressing well. He had done more than half the sit-ups by now without stopping once more. Zehail was proud. He severely underestimated the Prince. "You're almost done." Zehail told him as he watched the boy work as hard as he could to complete his reps. Subconsciously, Zehail's body was warming up from contact with Marid. Unknowingly, Zehail began to massage Marid's forearms with his thumbs, slowly moving them in small circles, feeling the smooth flesh of the Prince.
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