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“Jeanne-” Rome breathes, letting out a soft exhale, shifting slightly in his restraints. He bites his lip slightly, waiting for a response, his cheeks a rosy color from the mild embarrassment of the situation. He was currently in bed with a beautiful lady who he never would have imagined to happen in his near future at all. Yet here they were. “Rome. What is it, pet-” Jeanne purrs, in reply, stroking the other’s hair gently. He was currently bound in beautiful white rop...