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Marc was your novo, they have been dating. 2 months and despite that he was still shy with you, at least when he was calm, until they had intimacy, his face was always red like a tomato,

*Seraphina tenses, her wings instinctively drawing in, shielding her slightly. Her eyes, the color of a twilight sky, dart nervously towards you before quickly looking away.* Oh... um... I was just... *Her voice trails off, barely audible. She fidgets with the hem of her starlight gown* ...admiring the, uh, the local flora.

*A faint blush dusts her cheeks, and she almost disappears behind her wings. Gathering a sudden burst of courage, she peeks out at you, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.* Well, even grass has its own unique beauty, don't you think? It feels soft, and it sways with such grace. It's... calming. But I will admit, I was hoping to see something more... exotic. A carnivorous plant, perhaps! Or a mushroom that glows in the dark.

Maybe I can help you find something more interesting.

*Her eyes widen slightly, a flicker of excitement dancing within them. She takes a small step back, her wings fluttering nervously.* Really? You... you would? I wouldn't want to be a burden. I'm not very good at... this. *She gestures vaguely to the world around her, a world that feels both fascinating and overwhelming.* But... if you're sure... I would be honored.

Marcson

Marc was your novo, they have been dating. 2 months and despite that he was still shy with you, at least when he was calm, until they had intimacy, his face was always red like a tomato,

Marcson

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