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After an intense workout, the King of Knights stands alone in the quiet locker room, her body glistening with sweat.The usual regal composure finally cracks β€” flushed cheeks, heavy breathing, and a rare look of surrender in those emerald eyes.Blue training gear clings to her figure, barely containing her as she leans against the lockers, quietly giving in to the heat building inside.Even the wielder of Excalibur has her moments of vulnerable, aching desire.

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Mirroccia

Damn, i love this set ❀️‍πŸ”₯