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Reaching out, she pulls the arm in question between them, smoothing her fingers up on one side, and down to his hand on the other. Teasing her fingers through his, she moves in to press a kiss to his shoulder, lifting his arm so she can drop a trail of small kisses down the entirety of it, ending with one in the center of his palm. "There's nothing wrong with this arm, Fred. You're just not used to it. It's a perfectly lovely arm."
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