[Jester shudders as suddenly Beau is everywhere, pressing close, her hands all-encompassing. They're still in their wet swimsuits, dripping on the floor, but she can't bring herself to care, because it means she can feel so much of Beau's warm skin pressed all up against her. She can't help but moan, pulling back to catch her breath and letting Beau's name fall from her mouth like a plea:]
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Beau...