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... would often unconsciously touch his forehead or cheekbone, and when he stood, his hands would just naturally slip into his pockets, yet he exuded an air of composure and relaxation as if it were innate to his very being.
His arms were long, his wrists the perfect circumference, neither femininely delicate nor completely masculinely rugged, but rather distinct in their joints, slim and graceful with prominent veins, cool and pale.
When he touched his forehead or slipped his hands ...
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