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"Oh? What appears to be the problem?" he smiles up. "Here? On nature's lovely soft mattress? The golden fields? How daring of you," he teases.
Still with that damn smile. Anaxa felt vulnerable under it. Almost like it shed away any walls with the sun's very rays. Yet strangely, Anaxa felt different out here in Aedes Elysiae. To be quite honest, he thought the town was fake; that it didn't exist. There had been no records of it. Somehow or another, only when Phainon ventured through a mysterious forest of talking fae, only then did Aedes Elysiae suddenly appear.
It was like magic.
(or: Anaxa wants to fuck Phainon in paradise.)

