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Gemini hummed. “Nothing.” He proceeded to glance at the aisle of cereal. “Which kind of cereal you want?”

Pisces faintly blushed, she panted and let out a gasp. “Why not?” She tried to shift her covered center away from his hand though a faint sweet scent started growing.