She looked over his wings, "What's that for...?"
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"I thought he didn't want me...!" She hiccuped
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Flare laughed and held onto him, feeling much younger, which made her body change to her 23 year old self.
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"Dominic! The stableboy!" She cried weakly. "That's why... I made the potion...!"
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She grinned happily and hugged him tightly, "It's so beautiful..."
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She blushed darkly and kissed him deeply. Her wings shooting out.
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"It turns out...He really does love me..." She murmured. "And...Then I found out... That Louis likes me...And then we had..." She trailed off, hiccuping.
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She slid her hands up his shirt happily.
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"He...He slept with Peggy..." She hiccuped.
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She grinned at him. "Well.... It would be different... And I would love to try something new..." She giggled.
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"Love potion..." She sniffled.
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She grinned and slid her pants off, hoping they'd land in a tree.
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"I'm sorry..." She cried again.
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She grinned at her husband and wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing him deeply. She paused for a minute and looked into his eyes. "Don't forget to flap your wings."
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She calmed after a while and looked up at him, "Mama...? Why did I bleed do much....?"
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Flare grinned into the kiss, rolling her eyes as she pulled him closer.
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She frowned slightly, "He wasn't rough at all..." She frowned, then blushed as she remembered. "Could it have been his size..?" She asked softly.
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Flare panted heavily as they finished. She was so exhausted she had to hold onto Ethan and pull in her wings. "That....Was amazing..." She moaned sleepily.
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She frowned deeply at this, "Why would you poke him with a pitchfork?" She frowned