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Sixty Seven

Jericho held his ears, his looked fixed on Xena with a deadly stare, making her insides quaver on the spot she remained. Xena drew backward with two steps, moving away from him. Although she didn't regret slapping him, she wanted to do something to save herself, she wanted to stop the madness emerging between them.

She was expecting to see Jericho angry, awaiting him to yell at her, but he didn't, rather he took three steps forwards, closing back the gap Xena created.

He grabbed her and leaned her close to his chest, it steered a foreign wave of brazenness, Xena held his stare for a while, but the intensity burning her up caused her to look away.

"There is no need to look away, I know you crave my touch just as much as I do," He whispered to her earlobes, she shut her eyes for the moment, fighting the demon of lust that jumped into her ears as he spoke, making her want to brush the alluring lips of Jericho he spoke with.

She inhaled his scent and a small whimper loosely escaped her li
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