03-March-2001
Title: A Trowa Sundae
Authors: Enigma & Ryoko 03
E-Mail: EclecticAnimeFan@aol.com & Ekitten3@aol.com, respectively.
Written: January, 2001
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: (5x3)
Category: Yaoi Lemon WDNNSP!
Enigma Story Category: Pilots' Pleasure
Archive: GW Addiction, Sweet&Sweet
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, potential squick, sap, and general silliness
Disclaimers: Last time we checked, we didn't own any of the Gundam Wing Universe, but that might have changed. No one pays cash for this stuff, but if you get a smile from it, we'll be happy. Um, please don't sue us, we can't afford the dessert toppings in this fic, except the Hershey's syrup. Gotta have that, no da!
Notes: Trowa decides to clean out the refrigerator at a new safehouse and Wufei finds it an inspiration for an afternoon of sweet seduction.
//someone's thoughts//
Wufei wondered where Trowa had gone so he looked for him and soon located his missing lover. With a smile, he asked, "Need help in the kitchen, angel?"
"Please?" Trowa glanced up from what he was doing and blinked at his lover. "I just realized that some of the things in here could have gone bad. Can you help me figure out what stays and what goes?" Cleaning out the refrigerator was not usually a lot of fun, but it might be if they worked on it together.
Wufei smiled and walked up to see what was going on, "Certainly, koi. How can I help?"
The vision which greeted his eyes was quite a bit more appealing than what most people find on such an occasion. Trowa was on the floor in front of an open refrigerator door frowning adorably at the contents. He had borrowed one of his koi's tank tops for the day and it was a tight fit, something the smaller pilot found highly attractive.
Immediately the seated boy nodded to the top shelf. "I haven't even started up there yet, koi. Can you, like, I don't know, check the expiration dates or something?" His green eyes were drawn to a bottle of chocolate syrup with "Hershey's" written on the label. Noting that it was still good for another month, he set it aside and went back to work on the vegetable crisper.
Frowning, Wufei set about his task. There was a wide array of things but something caught his eye, "Maraschino cherries, hmmm," he whispered under his breath, setting it aside. Then he pulled out a brownish bottle of Japanese horseradish. "Wasabi should be green, right?" he asked innocently.
"I think so," Trowa called up as he tossed aside assorted vegetables that were no longer edible. "I swear, these people must never clean out the refrigerator!" Oddly enough, a bit of a role reversal was occurring as the tall pilot was having his own justice rant at the moment over the contents of the vegetable drawer.
"I would not be surprised, love," Wufei smiled. Trowa was right, but he wondered why they were even bothering, there was no way to know how long they would be staying there to begin with. But as his eyes tracked down to Trowa sitting on the floor, the very picture of sweet seduction, he no longer cared.
//Hmm?// Trowa didn't notice his lover's gaze, as his own was drawn up the lower shelf again. //God, but these people kept a lot of dessert toppings just lying around!// Not even thinking about it, he pulled the container of whipped cream out of the fridge and checked the date. Seeing that it was still good, he set it down with the chocolate syrup in the 'keep' pile.
Rummaging in the back of the refrigerator, the Chinese boy pulled out a can of chopped nuts. "Hm, wonder how to tell if *this* is still good?" He turned it upside down to see the expiration date and was pleased to find out it was actually still useful. He hid the can behind the cherries on the counter.
After rummaging around for a while longer, the pair had finally managed to clean out the entire fridge. Trowa frowned at how bare it now seemed; a trip to town would definitely be in order the next day.
Taking a moment to watch his lover, Wufei's mind lost its focus as he watched him move. The boy was wearing one of his own tank tops and, while a bit short, it looked good on him. The advantage of sharing clothes had been lost on him before, but the vision of his lover in that shirt was more than he could resist. He leaned down and pulled the other's chin towards him for a kiss before pausing to ask sweetly, "May I?".
"Do you really need to ask?" Trowa replied with a shy smile.
"Just wanted to be certain," he nearly purred. Raising Trowa to his knees to bring them to a middle height for the kiss was another effort well worth doing. The shirt slipped loose and he had a pleasant sight of the other's midriff.
Trowa moaned softly into the kiss, letting one hand slide up beneath his lover's tank top and the other settled at the waistband of the borrowed blue jeans. He purposely brushed his fingers across one sensitive nipple to see what kind of reaction he'd get from his dragon.
Shivering with the intensity of the other boy's cold fingertips, Wufei nearly let go of the kiss but regained composure enough to lean in more firmly and pressed his tongue gently against the other's sweet lips asking for entrance.
The emerald-eyed bishounen parted his lips, allowing his lover access to his mouth. He was hardly passive, his own tongue darting and dancing with the other boy's in an intricate dance that left both gasping for breath.
Suddenly desperate for the feelings his lover was giving, Wufei slowly dropped to his knees beside Trowa and kissed him until their air was gone. He was saddened when the kiss ended but his arms came up to encircle Trowa's slender neck. "Are we done here, angel-koi?" He asked in a voice deep with desire and passion.
Trowa panted softly, blinking heated emerald-and-gold eyes. "I hope not..." he managed to reply, his own voice husky with need.
The smaller boy smiled and laughed softly, "I meant, are we done with the refrigerator being open? It's cold," his eyes danced merrily sensing his lover was as aroused by the simple task as he was.
"Oh." Trowa blinked blankly for a moment before reaching out and slamming the door closed. He never even noticed that Wufei had confiscated the dessert toppings, so great was his distraction. "Better?"
"Much better," the golden bishounen murmured as he knelt on the floor fully, once more allowing his lips to take over a more pleasant task as he resumed kissing his lover. Meanwhile, his hands slipped lower and caressed the bare strip of skin which had captivated him. Growling softly in his throat as he felt the well-defined muscles hidden there flex under his touch.
Moaning softly at the touch, Trowa allowed his own hands to slowly explore the muscles of his lover's back, gently roaming so as not to cause undue pain. He knew that the other still felt some pain due to his injuries, hence the silken tank top rather than the usual cotton one, so he moved gently, hoping to entice and not pain his love.
Caressing and being caressed, the small pilot felt himself transported to a world of only pleasure where he could forget the pain he felt and sense only the one he held dear. His hands drifted lower to caress the denim waistband gently. "Lover, you are too much for me," he moaned softly.
"Mm, you always say that," the emerald-eyed beauty purred in delight. Those words always warmed him, for he sensed the truth in them. Smiling, he leaned forward to nuzzle the other tenderly as a thought occurred to him.
"You do realize," he murmured, "this is the only room in the house where we haven't made love."
"Really?" Wufei had not noticed this fact and it made him harden further. He forced himself to break away and take a deep breath. Looking into the emerald-green eyes he noticed yet again the golden specks which highlighted them and made them sparkle.
He smiled realizing he had never even worried over such things and now they were crucial to him. This one boy had changed his life in a million ways, from noticing his eyes to appreciating the French toast they shared to even the simple pleasure of dessert, something which was new to him.
But dessert that day would be different, he had an idea he wanted to try out. "Want dessert, koi?" he asked in a sultry voice.
Trowa shivered at the erotic undertones in his lover's voice. Wondering exactly what the other boy was up to this time, he replied, "That would be nice, but it's the middle of the day."
Wufei cocked his head to one side, "Does that make a difference?" disappointment was clear in his voice as he wondered just what on earth he had been thinking to suggest it when he had.
"Well... not really," Trowa murmured, angry with himself for upsetting his lover in some way. "I apologize, lover. If there is anything I can do to atone myself to you, then I will."
"Atone?" Wufei was shocked, this was not a disaster, just a slight miscalculation, "No, angel, no need for that, it is just that I thought we might have a little fun, that is all I had hoped for. You are not opposed to that are you now, koi?" He smiled devilishly at him.
Relief flickered through Trowa's eyes, highlighting the gold flecks there. "I am never opposed to that, my love."
Relieved, Wufei felt his desire resurge. As usual, the lanky teen had a strange effect on the ShenLong pilot and there was little he could do to resist even if he had wanted to. He reached past his lover for something Trowa could not quite see smiling that evil little smile the whole time.
Curious, Trowa began to turn to follow his lover's movements, then stopped himself. Wufei delighted in surprising him, so he would just sit back and wait.
With a quick move, Wufei brought, of all things, an apron out of a cabinet and grinned at his lover. "Do you want to be the diner or the chef?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye even as he butchered the saying entirely and confused the issue somewhat.
Trowa blinked, slightly confused. "Nani?"
With a decidedly hentai gleam in his eye, Wufei smiled, "Well, koi, do you wish to *eat* the dessert or *be* the dessert?" He eagerly awaited the answer.
Expressive green eyes widened further. "Be?" he squeaked, a bit stunned by the question.
Smiling warmly, Wufei responded with a sly, "Oh, you will be a delicious dessert, angel!" He then retrieved his collection of toppings and spread them before Trowa's eyes. "You look good as you are, but we need to set the table!"
"First," the Chinese boy said, raising the Latin teen to his feet, "the shirt, off, please."
Trowa blinked again, confused at the speed this was happening, but complied and tugged the borrowed tank top off.
"Very nice," he smiled. "Now, the jeans, lover." Wufei stood back and simply watched with appreciation in his eyes.
Shivering slightly, Trowa quickly complied. Usually, they stripped one another bare, but neither had actually directed until now. It was very arousing.
Pleasantly surprised at how well this was going, Wufei asked for the final garment to be removed, well aware that he was still fully dressed himself.
"Boxers, koi, off, now!" He commanded.
Emerald eyes flickered up. He felt the urge to mention that his lover was fully clothed, but ignored it and slowly removed the final garment. A soft hiss escaped him as the silk slipped down over his slender hips and freed his growing erection. He kicked them aside and stood quietly, waiting and trying to control his breathing.
A thrill of pleasure coursed through him as he saw his lover take away the silk, revealing himself to him fully. It was breathtaking and he said so. Moaning, he uttered, "Gods, Trowa, you are beautiful!" The shiver that had run through him before raced through once more as he reached out and pulled the naked boy into his arms feeling the hard flesh press against the fabric of his jeans.
Trowa purred softly and leaned heavily on his lover. "Well?" he murmured seductively. "What next?"
Trying to avoid being over stimulated as they began, Wufei forced himself to back off a bit. "My turn," he purred as he slowly performed a seductive strip of his own. First, his silk shirt was removed. In a move to tantalize his lover further, he even took the time to stop and fold it up, letting his muscles ripple under the overhead light.
Next, he pulled on the waistband of the jeans a bit to tease his lover and then he unzipped them, his own throbbing erection coming free almost instantly.
Kicking off the denim, he stood as bare as his lover and held his arms out in invitation.
Trowa purred quietly and slid into his love's waiting arms. "Mmm, I like this," he murmured, pressing a teasing kiss to Wufei's shoulder and snickering at the tiny shudder this action drew. "You certainly know how to get a boy's attention...."
Nuzzling him closely, he answered softly, "So do you, Tro, so do you. You make me feel this way all the time, no matter what we are doing." Sweet words of love were inspired by the welcome warmth, and the pleasure of holding his only love made Wufei almost forget what he had planned.
Trowa let his head rest on his love's shoulder, his eyes falling upon the assorted dessert toppings still sitting nearby on the floor. "Um, 'Fei? Is it safe to keep whipped cream out of the fridge?"
Shaking himself out of his reverie at his lover's words, Wufei reconsidered the apron which lay forgotten on the floor. He took one look at the thing, it read "Kiss the Cook", smirked and shoved it away with his foot.
"Who needs that?" He asked rhetorically as he scanned the countertop for a space that would suit his needs, making someone nervous.
"Wufei?" the tall youth asked, wondering why he'd even opened his big mouth. "Love? What are you--"
"Ah, ah, ah!" Wufei hushed him shaking a finger in front of his mouth. "Too many cooks spoil the broth!" he said, using up his entire repertoire of pointless kitchen sayings. "Wait and see!"
Choosing a spot which served his purposes, Wufei smiled at his lover once more, "How is this?" he asked.
"How's what?" Confusion flickered through well-loved green eyes.
"How's this?" he asked again, and with a grin he easily lifted the lanky teen and placed him squarely onto the cold countertop.
Trowa gasped at the sudden cold assailing his warm body, and he shivered slightly. "J-just perfect," he stammered, once more finding it difficult to breathe properly.
"Gomenasai, koi," Wufei mumbled, grabbing him back off and into his arms. "Give me a moment," he pulled the large terrycloth towel out they usually used to dry dishes and placed it upon the countertop before returning his lover to the now warm surface. He brought the edges up to wrap around Trowa briefly, rubbing warmth back into his legs before laying it flat once more.
Frowning at himself, he remarked, "I am not very good at this, I fear."
Trowa smiled gently at his lover. "Quite all right," he said softly, his words pure and true. "I'm still rather new to this myself, remember?"
Looking up at the warm green eyes, Wufei found it hard to stay angry at himself, "Yes, well, I started this, angel," he ended in annoyance, "I should be able to handle it better." He was always so hard on himself about performance, it was almost humorous.
Trowa sighed softly and gently cupped his lover's face, drawing him into a sweet, loving kiss that took his breath away. "Don't worry, koibito," he murmured reassuringly, dropping another quick kiss to his lips. "You're too hard on yourself. Just do what feels right and go with it."
Wufei smiled gratefully, "You are so understanding, koi. But," then he got an evil little smile, "are you still cold?"
Now that there was a bit of warmth surrounding him--some of it from his lover--the emerald-eyed beauty didn't feel as chilled. "Not really, ryu-kun," he said, offering up one of his shy sweet smiles.
"Oh, good!" Wufei really was not terribly talented at such an elaborate seduction, but what he lacked in experience he made for in pure passion for the boy he loved. Trowa Barton, whether dressed or undressed, was the most erotic person he had ever met and he wanted the beautiful boy to know it. That afternoon he thought that food would be a good way to share his passion as well.
"Do you like chocolate, Tro? I have discovered a fondness for it myself," he held the bottle of Hershey's syrup up and the little evil smile grew larger
.The brunette quirked an eyebrow. "Actually, I do. Why do you ask?"
"Hm, I just thought I might try my hand at some artwork," he smiled and brandished the bottle checking it for weight. Deciding there was enough, he began. Studiously watching what he was doing, the smaller boy poured a thin line of dark chocolate syrup from the bottle carefully writing out his lover's name at the apex of one pale thigh then moved to write his own on the other. "Like it?" he asked shyly.
The syrup felt cool against Trowa's warm skin, causing a tiny shiver to work through him. He lifted his eyes to look at his lover, smiling at the sudden shyness the other was displaying. It was absolutely adorable. "Mmhmm," he replied, smiling warmly.
Realizing he had made a strategic error in not putting the chocolate where his lover could enjoy it easily, Wufei leaned over and licked a long swath of his own name off, carefully holding it on his tongue. He then turned his face up to his love and offered him a chance to taste it there for himself.
Trowa leaned forward and accepted the offer, drawing Wufei's tongue into his mouth for a too brief moment to swipe the chocolate off with his own tongue. He pulled back slightly, still smiling that deceptively innocent smile.
The intimate kiss threatened to send Wufei's mind into tiny happy shards but he pulled his thoughts back, knowing he wanted to do more for his love.
The whipped cream appeared next and Wufei stopped, momentarily baffled on how to dispense it. "Um, koi? How do you make this thing work?" He handed the can to his love and watched carefully.
Trowa studied the can for a moment, frowning at the nozzle. "I think you're supposed to press down here and--"
He yelped as the can seemed to explode into life, getting RediWhip™ sprayed onto both bishounen. After a second, he snickered. "Gomen, I can't work whipped cream, apparently!"
Blinking rapidly, sloe eyes widened as Wufei realized there was now a healthy coating of slippery dairy product across his own chest as well as Trowa's lap. All in all, it looked perfect! "For an inexperienced user, love, that looks quite magnificent!" he proved his belief by leaning over to lick the tiny dollop which had landed on his lover's nipple, stopping to suck gently before backing away.
The Latin boy whimpered softly at the loss, blinking up at his love. He couldn't help but smile at the cream on the other's chest. Innocently, he ran his fingertips through the topping, trailing it from his lover's chest down to his stomach. Pulling his hand away and delicately sucking the excess off his fingers, he blinked innocently. "What's next?"
A thrill of pleasure ran down Wufei's body as he felt his lover's brief caress. "Hm, there was more, what was I thinking of? Oh, right!"
Chocolate sauce was now warmed and dripping from lean thighs and whipped cream nestled in the juncture of long legs, all of which left Wufei hungry for more than dessert, but he wasn't done yet. There was more to add to his treat before he ate.
With a speed granted him by years of martial arts training, a golden hand swept up the remaining two containers that had been saved from the refrigerator. With extreme care he looked at them and asked, "Are you by chance allergic to nuts or cherries, angel?" Even lost in a food fantasy, he was worried over his lover's health, admirable if not a bit too late to worry over just then.
Trowa actually had to sit and think about that for a moment. He did have one food allergy... "What type of nuts?" he asked after a second or two.
Wufei blinked at him, "Um, walnuts?" he asked, confused that there was even an answer.
A smile flitted over Trowa's face. Silently thanking God that they weren't peanuts (his one allergy, as hard as it may be to believe), he said "Then there's no concern, love. Please proceed."
Wufei was startled and suddenly smiled as he mentioned, "So, what Maxwell told me about your, um, *enjoyment* of peanut butter was false?"
Emerald eyes blinked in confusion. "I'm not sure what he may have said," Trowa said, voice mildly curious, "but I can't eat peanut butter or anything with peanuts. Chokes me up. Last time I accidentally ingested any I had to be rushed to the hospital." A frown briefly marred his features as he remembered that night. Catherine had nearly had a nervous breakdown.
Wufei frowned and silently promised vengeance on the braided boy for misleading him as he wondered what he could possibly find in the kitchen to use for the final act of love he had planned, but he soon put it out of his mind.
With less care than he might have used, the pilot turned gourmet added a fine coating of chopped walnuts to the whipped cream in the lap before him as well as a few cherries. Smiling at his creation, he paused to pop an extra cherry into his own mouth cradling it between his lips as he leaned over his lover to offer it to him to take never once considering Trowa might enjoy the sweet treat more right where it was to begin with.
As with the chocolate, Trowa readily accept the offered treat, this time using his tongue to delicately sweep it from his lover's lips and drawing it into his own mouth. After a moment, his tongue swept out once more to slowly trace Wufei's mouth to get the tiny amount of juice that still lingered.
There is no greater aphrodisiac than true love and soon Wufei was moaning and whimpering into his lover's mouth. Something told the young man that cherry would be a favorite flavor for him from now on.
He pulled back once more to look deeply into the emerald eyes he loved and asked, "Mind if I eat now, koi?" Wufei practically purred allowing his eyes to move slowly down his lover's perfect body to the mound centered before him.
Still breathing hard from the lingering caress of lips against lips, all Trowa managed was a nod.
"I'll be careful not to bite you," the smaller boy promised as he leaned over to sink his open mouth hungrily into the gooey mess, searching for buried treasure.
His lips and tongue probed the mass swallowing some and getting a great deal onto his face but he was successful. He latched onto his lover's warm flesh and drew it tenderly into his mouth, relishing the feel.
Trowa moaned low in his throat, eyes fluttering shut as he felt his love's mouth engulf him. Whimpering softly, he placed one hand on the counter to keep his balance even as the fingers of the other hand tangled themselves in his lover's unbound hair.
"Mmmmmm... W'fei... ai shiteru..." he managed to get out between gasps and moans of sheer pleasure.
Hot flesh and cool treats combined in the boy's mouth and the flavor and texture sent his desires into overdrive. He wrapped his tongue around the stiff arousal, rubbing it roughly then licking it gently, losing himself in the feel of pleasuring his lover.
He hoped that Trowa was enjoying this as much as he was, but he wasn't certain so he forced himself to stop and he brought dark eyes up to search emerald and nearly lost himself when he found those eyes half-lidded with pleasure. He froze there, sweetly coated face presented to his panting lover unknowingly.
Trowa groaned at the loss of his lover's sweet mouth, only to purr as he noted said lover staring up at him. The sweet toppings upon the other's face beckoned to him, and with a slightly mischievous grin, the taller youth leaned forward.
Slender fingers cradled Wufei's face, smearing a little of the whipped cream and syrup. Still smiling wickedly, Trowa ran his tongue lightly over one soft cheek. He moaned softly at the way the combined tastes of the toppings and his sweet lover mingled beautifully.
Wufei eagerly responded to all that his love offered him, growling in the back of his throat, "Tease!"
The exotic Chinese youth pretended to be upset but was thoroughly enjoying being nibbled on by his sweet lover. The taller boy had gained extra height seated on the counter though, and Wufei had a bit of difficulty maintaining the position.
In a smooth arc, he brought the boy as well as the large towel off and down to the floor, deftly spreading the towel out as Trowa stood leaning against him. Catching himself before he took his lover straight away, he asked, "Mind if I lay you down right here? I don't think I can wait to get back to our room." He had meant to ask for consent, but in his muddled mind it seemed like he had.
Understanding the intent, seeing as his considerate lover generally asked for consent before they made love, Trowa leaned over to lick the tip of his lover's nose. "I do not mind," he panted, "one little bit."
"Arigatou, koibito," he panted out, relief crossing his delicate features before he turned his gaze to the boy in his arms. With a smile sweeter than the delights they had shared, he laid the boy down carefully as if he was a fragile creation made by the most talented patissier.
Long legs seemed to call his focus to the sweet confection which had remained half eaten and he bent forward to take a last taste. As his lips slipped easily against the heated flesh he realized he had the perfect lube available and he reached for the forgotten can of whipped topping. He quickly obtained some and slid a frothy finger into his love's tight heat as he reached up to gather his lips into his mouth.
The taller youth's moans were swallowed before they could be voiced. His head was swimming from the sheer heat that was being generated within and around him, and he arched against his lover to convey his need.
Open mouthed kisses were exchanged as a second and soon a third finger joined in stretching the soft channel. The sensations against his mouth as well pushed him to speed up. Kneeling between the long legs he positioned himself and soon he was sinking into paradise once more.
Trowa cried out passionately as he felt his lover brush against the pleasure spot within him and he rocked his hips upward, driving his lover in deep. With a low growl, he wrapped one leg tightly around Wufei's waist and braced the other against the floor. Once certain he would have the leverage he needed, the brunette sharply thrust upward against his lover, sending both deeper into their haze of love and desire and need. The feeling of the long leg wrapped around him as well as the moist heat surrounding him, sent Wufei spiraling into a paroxysm of pleasure. He moved rapidly, thrusting into the body beneath him and gasping Trowa's name in a litany of sheer delight.
Passion had built beyond what the smaller boy could resist and he reached for his lover's erection massaging it and pumping it in time with his thrusts. Pleasuring his lover brought him great joy and knowing the sweet moans he was hearing was because of himself brought Wufei rapidly to the edge. "...angel, please..." he begged, wanting to see his lover find the joy he wanted to give them both, "...come for me? please?"
Trowa writhed and moaned, arching against his lover with every sweet motion of their bodies. Wufei's plea reached his passion-clouded mind. With a half-screamed/half-moaned rendition of his lover's name, Trowa came hard, his milky essence coating both their stomachs and leaving him weak from the intensity of it.
Muscles clenching around him sent Wufei tumbling into the white hot fire of bliss as he released the first pulses of seed into the willing body of the one he adored, screaming out his lover's name.
In what seemed like an endless flow of joy between the two bishounen, this continued for moments that felt timeless. Eventually, he, too, lay gasping for air and watching little spots fly across his eyes as he tried to gather his wits once more.
The emerald-eyed one drew in ragged gulps of air, shocked by the intensity of their union. A bit of play had actually increased his sexual desire, and thus intensified the outcome for both. Shifting slightly beneath his lover, Trowa couldn't help but giggle to himself. At the odd look he received from Wufei, he explained (still giggling), "I will *never* be able to look at a sundae the same way again!"
Grinning and wiping a little of the whipped cream off his face, Wufei smiled weakly. "So me too, koi! But," he yawned suddenly, "we should take a <yawn> shower. That was <yawn> messy." He smiled helplessly knowing he simply did not have the strength for it just then.
"Later," the brunette gasped, feeling his eyes drift shut. "I don't think <yawn> I can move just yet."
Wufei snuggled up to his tall love and yawned sweetly, curling up against him like a kitten, "I could not move <yawn> if I wanted to, and I do *not* want to." That said, he nuzzled his lover and started to drop off to sleep.
Trowa smiled slightly and dropped a kiss to his lover's silken hair. "Te amo," he murmured, tugging the large towel up around their nude forms and wrapping his arms around his one true love. "Siempre." Exhaustion caught up with him, and within minutes he was fast asleep and dreaming of the boy in his arms.
~OWARI~
Authors' Notes:
[translation: "te amo siempre" = I love you forever.] <isn't Tro romantic?>
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