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"Oh?" shrugged Evelyne. "Something in particular?"

Ran'Jinro breathed in her scent. "I wouldn't mind that", he groaned and pulled out of her, rolling to her side with a gasp.

Her warmth slowly faded from him and he was suddenly reminded of how cold and bitter the breezes of Skyrim were. Not even a Khajiit fur helped in this climate.