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The supervolcano spirit is placated; Beila gives an interview about it, forbearing to mention Dao's involvement; the damage is repaired; Beila goes back to her waterbending lessons, her hospital volunteering, and her routine outings with Dao.
They're still not having sex, confessions of kinkiness aside. There's no rush.
But they do make out.
And one day she tells him while they are so doing, "I want you to pull my hair."
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Eventually she wants him to switch sides; she's all asymmetrically hairpulled. She conveys this through picking up his other hand, putting it in place, then tugging on his currently occupied one.
roc_on
Indeed, all those things.
This goes on long enough that Beila's stomach starts growling, though.
This goes on long enough that Beila's stomach starts growling, though.
roc_on
"Yeah, lunchtime." Nuzzle. Lap-extrication. She kisses his most recently hairpulling hand before he can completely retrieve it, and then wafts her comb in her direction, catches it, and fixes her hair.
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