20-Sep-2004
Title: Working Model
Author: tkmaxwell777
Category: Shonen Ai/Yaoi
Pairings: 6x2, 1x3, 4x5
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, Language, Lemon, Misuse of Art Supplies, PWP, and Possible Squick
Archived: www.gwaddiction.com
TK Maxwell Original Christian and Yaoi Fiction at: http://writing.com/authors/tkmaxwell
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters. Bandai, Sotsu, Sunrise, and the original Japanese creators do. This story is a parody of their defined universe and is in no way an official continuation of the original story. I consider all underage characters engaging in sexual activity to be Emancipated Minors or social equivalents under military service. This story is for entertainment purposes only. It is a fantasy and should not be read as a realistic representation of actual romantic relationships. Content is not intended to condone or condemn any of the lifestyles or viewpoints portrayed through the characters. I make no money at this. I write only for the pleasure of feedback! This fic is dedicated to Ducky Stewart *huggles* who asked very nicely for a Duo/Zechs pairing - this is my first!
Notes: Okay, this is my very first attempt at these alternate pairings *looks worriedly at fic* so I hope at least a few people will enjoy it. This fic is dedicated to Ducky Stewart, who asked me so nicely for a Zechs/Duo story that I couldn't say 'no'. The smut bunny hopped into my mind, and before I knew it, I was bouncing along with it rather happily. This is for you, Ducky-love *huggles* Now let the kink begin :rhead:
Duo walked into the classroom, excitement fluttering in his stomach. He'd been trying to get into Professor Zechs Merquise's Anatomy Drawing class for three semesters now and finally managed to find one period with an opening that fit in his schedule. He looked around, his violet eyes taking in the other students, noticing the variety inherent in art majors. They ranged from fashionably attired highbrows to ripped jeans-clad eccentrics. The young man smiled; he was in with the jeans crowd himself. He was wearing a pair of tan cargo pants today however, with a button down blue shirt, white tee shirt underneath, and a pair of well-worn black combat boots. His long medium golden brown hair was in a braid that rested gently at his back, a constant companion and reminder of his own unconventional nature, as he sat down in a chair near the front. He couldn't wait to begin class.
Conversation seemed to lull when a figure entered the room from the back. Duo watched in outright admiration as a man made his way to the desk at the front of the class, placing several books on one corner as he faced the students. Duo let his eyes roam over the other man. Long blond hair fell down his back to his waist, the shade so light that it glinted in the overhead lights in an almost ethereal way. Beautiful was the only word Duo knew to describe him. As Duo continued his perusal, he noted the lean but well-defined body, enhanced by the black dress pants and light blue Henley that graced the man's form. Beautiful gave way to another word - sexy.
"Good afternoon. I'm Professor Merquise, but I ask that you please call me Zechs. I consider us colleagues rather than teacher and students. We are all here to learn more about capturing the beauty of the human form, and I will embrace your knowledge as well as share my own with you. As of right now, you all are getting an A." Murmurs rose, but the teacher just smiled, something that made him even more sensual in Duo's opinion. "The only way you will lose that grade is if you fail to try. Results are not rewarded here, only effort and emotion, so I suggest you all re-examine why you draw." Zechs' eyes scanned over the students until they rested on Duo. "If there is passion in you then you will pass with flying colors."
Duo swallowed hard. Those eyes seemed to pierce his soul. Why did it seem like those words were meant for him? He watched the professor – no, he'd said he wanted to be called 'Zechs' – open a sketchpad. Hurriedly, the braided man did the same, pulling out some charcoal pencils just as a side door to the room opened. His eyes widened as another young man about his age walked in. Chocolate brown hair fell into intense blue eyes that matched the short dark blue robe he was wearing as he made his way to the front area where a dais was located. Stepping onto it, he turned around so his back was facing the students, and then slipped the silky garment off his shoulders. Duo gasped as the man's nude form was revealed. He wasn't the only one either.
"This is Heero. He will be our model for the next couple of weeks. As you can see, his body is truly a work of art." The blond man smirked at his own words before continuing. "We will focus on the head, neck and shoulders today, and then move onto the back, buttocks and legs next class period. Next week, we'll concentrate on the frontal view."
'Shit, he's incredible!' Duo thought as he began swirling anatomy circles onto his paper for reference, his violet eyes drinking in the strength of shoulders, the fine line of back, the gentle sloping of hips, the firmness of buttocks, and the solidity of thighs, before he focused on the assignment at hand. Taking a deep breath, he tried to will away his reaction to the naked form on display so he could concentrate on unruly hair and graceful neck. Shifting, he almost moaned at the feeling of his hardening shaft rubbing against his pants. He hadn't thought that they would start off with something so... his eyes took in the amazing male body again and he groaned silently.
"Very nice work," came a newly familiar voice from beside him.
Duo looked up to find his teacher standing by his chair, looking intently at his progress on paper so far. The braided man hadn't even noticed that he'd drawn so much already, the shape of the living flesh before him finding life on the page. "Th-thank you, sir."
The professor gave him a look that made his already uncomfortable erection pulse. "Zechs, please."
"Zechs," Duo breathed, shifting a little in his seat.
"I think we will learn a lot from each other, Mr.?"
"Maxwell," the art student replied, "but you should call me Duo... please."
Zechs grinned at him. "Duo then." He looked at the paper again. "I look forward to seeing more of you... and your work. Passion is something you definitely possess."
With those cryptic words, the blond man walked away leaving Duo to stare after him in shock and anticipation. He usually was vocal in class, sharing his ideas, and adding humor to each period. He felt an unfamiliar shyness around Zechs though, which intrigued as well as frustrated him. Of course, he was frustrated in more ways than one. Duo redirected his gaze to his subject and began drawing again, though that did little to alleviate his 'problem'. When the pose was changed to a frontal view next week, the braided student knew that he would have to make a trip to the bathroom to relieve some tension in between classes or he wouldn't be able to sit through his next one.
Six weeks into the semester, and Duo was finding Zechs' class to be his greatest challenge. It wasn't the art; he was drawing better than he ever had in his life thanks to the incredible subjects and interesting insights from the other students. No, it was Zechs who was driving him out of his mind, and the sexy teacher seemed to be enjoying it. He wore tight clothes to class, showing off his exquisite body in a very tasteful yet provocative way, making Duo want things he'd never wanted before. In addition to that, the blond managed to get close to Duo every class period.
And that voice... it had Duo indulging in all kinds of fantasies when he was alone. Even sleep didn't afford him any rest from the sensual man, vivid wet dreams taking over his subconscious at night until he woke with sticky hands and boxers in exhausted satisfaction. If that wasn't bad enough, all of the drawing subjects so far had been young men – Heero, Quatre, Trowa, and now Wufei – who were just as gorgeous as the professor, and Duo had to keep jerking off after class regularly so he didn't walk around embarrassing himself.
Duo had always been attracted to other men. Even back in high school, he'd fooled around with other guys in sexual ways - kissing and touching and licking - but he'd never gone beyond that. Now he wanted to beg the blond teacher to take him, to end this tension between them, to give him the pleasure the man seemed to keep hinting at. Duo had always possessed an aggressive personality, even brash in some ways, so this desire to let another man dominate him was completely unexpected and a little unnerving; yet, he couldn't deny it, and each day was like another test of his will to see if he could resist the temptation that was before him.
He didn't know how much longer he was going to last.
Looking at the subject for the past two weeks, and thinking that the Chinese man was absolutely breathtaking, Duo added some shading for muscle and lighting effects. The golden tone of his skin, similar to Heero's, was captured by Duo's newly acquired pencils beautifully. He'd always drawn in charcoal before, liking the various shades of black and gray, but something about the subjects in this class had made him change to color, and he liked how it expressed his feelings as much as the tones of skin. He hoped to move onto acrylics sometime soon. So caught up in his own thoughts, Duo didn't hear his teacher's approach until the man was right beside him.
"You just get better and better, Duo."
Duo jumped, surprised once again by how Zechs could get so close to him without him noticing. He looked up to see an amused expression on his professor's face; those light blue eyes focused on him instead of the drawing, and Duo felt his face flush. He'd lost some of his awkwardness, but he still wasn't as outgoing as usual. "Thanks, Zechs. I'm glad you like what you see, but could you not scare me half to death just to compliment me?"
The blond smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry. I guess I just get so excited I can't help myself." Duo flushed as Zechs continued, "In fact, I was hoping you would consider joining the artist forum that I host at my home every weekend. I usually only invite one or two students a term to participate, and I think you'd be perfect for it."
Duo gaped at him. "Me? But there are so many other students who are much better than I am!"
"We look for more than skill, Duo," the other man replied huskily. "We want someone who has the passion and lust for life that all great artisans possess." The blond's eyes went to rest on Wufei's naked body. "All of the models you've drawn are in the forum, and they also believe you are what we are looking for."
The braided student didn't know what to say. He was flattered to even be asked to become a part of something so exclusive. "I... yes. Of course, I would love to do it. Just tell me when and where."
Zechs smiled, obviously pleased. "I'll give you the information after class." He looked down at the almost-finished drawing of Wufei's backside. "I look forward to seeing what you can contribute." His eyes locked on Duo's startled violet ones as he added, "In more ways than one." With that, the man turned and walked back to his desk, leaving Duo to wonder about the implications of those words.
The house itself had been pretty easy to find, located only a few blocks from the college, but Duo was surprised by how plain it looked on the outside. With Zechs' eclectic tastes, he had expected the man's home to be an expression of his artistic styles. As he climbed the front steps, he wondered if Zechs only shared that part of him with those he felt would understand, like his students. Still, the neighborhood seemed too dull for the enigmatic professor, and Duo took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell, sliding his hands down the front of his pants nervously.
He'd tried to dress in a more alluring way, knowing the company he would be keeping this Saturday night. His tight blue jeans hugged his hips teasingly, the snug tee shirt showed off the well-developed chest he'd earned in the Phys Ed requirement last term, and black boots practically screamed 'attitude'. He'd made sure to use his milk and honey shampoo because the scent always lingered when his hair dried. His braid caressed his spine comfortingly, and Duo wondered if Zechs ever pulled his gorgeous mane back. His musings were interrupted as the door opened.
"Welcome, Duo. I'm so glad you could make it," Zechs said in greeting, a pleasant smile on his face.
"Thank you. I've been looking forward to this all week," the braided man admitted sheepishly.
"Have you? Well, I hope we don't disappoint. I want you to enjoy yourself while you're here with us."
Duo flushed at that... and at the way Zechs looked at him just then. He didn't know why they were so anxious to have him join their forum, but he felt honored. His nervousness from before returned, and he tried to banish it by taking in his surroundings as Zechs led him through the house. The art student was relieved to see evidence of the teacher's tastes as he followed the gorgeous man. There was nothing plain about the inside of the house, though it wasn't lavish either. Elegant yet contemporary seemed to describe the place. They walked through a formal sitting area with Victorian furnishings. Duo could see the dining room off to the side, a mixture of cherry wood furniture and crystal decorations. Various paintings and drawings lined the cream walls – impressionist, abstract, and even modern – all flowing together perfectly while defining each space as unique.
Zechs ushered Duo into what would be considered a 'family room' in most homes, but was obviously a studio in this one, and Duo froze in shock, one word coming to mind – fuck. The other four models from class were on the thickly carpeted floor, in various stages of undress, working on a couple art projects... a couple very erotic art projects. It was a sight the braided student had never thought to encounter, especially when this was supposed to be an artistic forum for... Duo blinked... Oh. Well. That explained a lot about why the forum was so 'exclusive', didn't it? He didn't know what to think, so he just stood there and watched as his brain tried to catch up.
A jeans-clad Heero was bent over the legs of a completely naked Trowa; the latter reclining on a fluffy red comforter while the former used a fine brush to design what looked like a Japanese styled village on the brunet's muscled thigh. Trowa's breathy moans were a counterpoint to the precise motions of the dark-haired man's hand. Duo appreciated not only Heero's skill, but the beauty of the canvas as well, as Trowa tried to remain still. He felt his own breathing become heavy as the scene unfolded before him, fantastical and unbelievable, yet captivating. It didn't take long for the dark-haired man to finish, and then he leaned down and began licking off his accomplishment.
"Edible body paint," Zechs whispered in Duo's ear, making him shiver as the blond moved closer behind him.
Duo felt his body react – to Trowa's increased groans of pleasure, to the sight of Heero licking the painted flesh, and to the man behind him – his erection firming rapidly. When his violet eyes took in the other couple in the room, he couldn't help but groan out loud himself. Quatre was straddling a naked Wufei. The blond was only wearing a tight blue tee shirt at the moment, his arousal sliding playfully between the smooth buttocks of his 'subject', who was lying on his stomach on a huge pillow. Hands that had strength belying their delicate appearance smoothed some kind of thick mixture onto Wufei's back, making the raven-haired man moan. Duo watched as Quatre took a pitcher and poured what looked like water onto his hands before he began sculpting the compound onto the golden skin.
"Hypo-allergenic clay," the professor explained as he slid his arms around Duo's waist.
Duo leaned back against the other man, his body trembling. "What's going on here, Zechs? Why are they... ?" He didn't even know how to describe what they were doing! "I don't understand... "
Zechs laughed as he nuzzled Duo's neck. "If passion is the soul of artistic expression, experimentation is the heart, Duo. We try different mediums, layout various scenes, and perform diverse acts to bring out the art in each of us." His lips moved to Duo's ear again, and the braided man gasped when a hot tongue flicked inside. "We need you to complete the picture. You are the missing part of our group, Duo. We want to free what you've been afraid to express inside you. Will you let us? Will you let me?"
Duo watched as Heero dipped his brush into the little bottle beside him before moving it to trace Trowa's cock, the deliberate strokes making the brunet thrust his hips in response. A chuckle, a plea, and then moaning was heard as Heero lengthened those strokes, following the natural curves of Trowa's erection, until Heero was completely caught up in the moment. Abandoning the brush for something more enthralling, the dark-haired man leaned in and began removing the paint with his tongue again, flicking it over the hard shaft with just as much detail as he had with his brush, discovering the beauty of unfettered pleasure in Trowa.
Zechs' hand moved from Duo's hip to brush over the straining arousal inside his jeans. "Do you feel it? The inspirational forces that surround us? The muses that thrive on sensuality and desire?"
Duo nodded, his breath ragged as he turned to see Quatre tracing the curves of Wufei's ass with the rather slippery substance, spreading the raven-haired man's cheeks, slipping his finger inside the tight entrance. A cry, a whisper, and then begging filled the air as Quatre pulled Wufei onto his knees, thrusting a clay-covered cock against the slick cleft, as fingers explored the interior of a place that knew only of want and need in the simplest of forms. Forgetting about his art piece, the blond continued to sculpt muscle instead of his chosen medium, embracing the ecstasy of living planes in motion with Wufei.
The sound of a zipper being lowered brought Duo out of the seductive spell. He looked over his shoulder to see Zechs fondling his own erection, a look of painful enjoyment on his face. Light blue eyes met his as the other man's hand began stroking in earnest. Duo moaned, his own hand going to his tight blue jeans to rub the bulge there before unbuttoning the fly to release the unbearable pressure. Violet eyes searched light blue for a moment, and then by unspoken agreement, Duo turned and walked on into the room, Zechs following. There was another 'work station' set up a few feet away from the other 'artists', so Duo quickly pulled off all of his clothes, got down onto the floor, and propped himself up against the plush cushions there, feeling wanton... and just a little afraid at not caring.
Zechs looked at him, naked and laid out before him, and smiled brilliantly. "Do you know what my art form is?"
Duo's cock pulsed with the sound of the professor's voice. "No," was his raspy reply.
"I design equipment for the industry," the blond explained as he turned and walked over to a nearby workbench.
Noises of sensuality caught Duo's interest as Zechs looked for something, so the curious student turned to look at the others. Heero and Trowa had twisted around to where the brunet was returning the dark-haired man's attentions, wet sucking sounds a nice compliment to their groans as Trowa's hips thrust up and Heero's thrust down almost savagely. Duo's hand went to his cock and began pumping as he watched Heero pull away suddenly, his hand taking over for his mouth just as Trowa's muffled cry came from around the shaft he was deep-throating. The brunet's hips rose off of the comforter as semen erupted through Heero's fingers, covering the dark-haired man's face in warm satisfaction. Heero licked his lips, letting the liquid passion run down his neck as he tensed and yelled out his own completion, Trowa's Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed Heero's offering down.
Duo slowed his own hand, not wanting to go over the edge just yet. His eyes sought out Quatre and Wufei then, and the sight of the blond thrusting into the raven-haired man's body was enough to make Duo lose his resolve. Pale skin seemed to meld with golden as they moved, Quatre pressed against his partner's back as his hips undulated back and forth in a frenzied rhythm, showing that the end was near for both of them. The blond's hand slid around a lean hip, thrusting Wufei's hardness into it the way Quatre's cock thrust inside the raven-haired man's heat. Duo's other hand moved to tease his own entrance in empathy. He listened to them panting and groaning, and when Wufei threw his head back and shouted his release, Duo thrust his finger inside his own body, gasping at how damn good it felt. He barely heard Quatre's answering cry of climax, barely saw the blond man riding out the sensation, before his own eyes closed in rising bliss.
"Starting without me?" Duo's eyes opened to see Zechs standing over him; his pants open with his erection peeking out like a voyeur. The embarrassed student removed his fingers from inside himself and off his cock while he tried to choke out some kind of apology, but the professor shook his head, smiling at him. "I don't mind at all, though I hope you will let me help you." He nodded towards where eager hands had been busy, and the braided man nodded quickly despite his chagrin. He was watching a bunch of hot young men that he barely knew having sex, jerking off and fingering his own ass, waiting for his gorgeous teacher to fuck him... wait a minute, what was the problem again?
Zechs knelt in front of him, a gleam in his eyes. "I make custom paintbrush handles, personalized sculpting tools, and specialized instruments for artists all over the world."
The braided man's mouth went dry as Zechs showed him a wooden object, about two inches in diameter at one end, sloping into what looked like a grip of some sort, and then tapering to a rounded point about a quarter inch thick, all polished smooth. He swallowed more than once before he was able to speak. "What's that?"
The blond grinned wickedly. "This is a prototype for Quatre's medium – clay. You see, he needed something like this narrow tip for... delicate... excavations. He also wanted something like the larger end for, shall we say, more forceful endeavors." He handled the wood suggestively. "He asked me to design something... special... for him." Duo's breath hitched as Zech's rubbed the tool against his thigh. "The girth is graduated, and the length is perfect."
Duo's mind went in several pleasant directions. "So, what are you going to do with it?"
Zechs leaned in, his breath barely caressing Duo's lips as he said, "We're going to create a masterpiece together." Then the blond took Duo's mouth in the hottest kiss he'd ever had. The braided student thrust his tongue into the teacher's mouth; savoring the wildness he felt overtaking him. If this was the muses' way of inspiring him, Duo was more than willing to be a receiving vessel.
The professor pulled away, reaching into his pocket for the tube he'd procured from the table when he'd chosen his implement of expression. Duo watched as the hard wood was coated with the transparent substance from the tube, his young body shaking with anticipation. Zechs' eyes feasted on him as he leaned in to kiss Duo again, a torrential meeting of mouths that left them breathless, as he pushed the braided man's legs further apart, exposing his entrance.
"Please," Duo begged, panting as their lips parted. "Please, fuck me with it."
"Yes," Zechs replied as he placed the narrow end of the instrument against the convulsing opening, caressing the satiny smooth skin around it teasingly. "You will be my partner in art... my canvas of sexuality... my palette of pleasure, Duo Maxwell."
Duo cried out as the tool began to enter him. Since he'd already stretched himself a little with his own finger, the wood slipped into him further than expected, tapping a spot inside that shot white-hot fire through his blood and dancing lights across his vision. "Oh... yeah!"
"That's it, Duo. Give into it. Give into the passion that's waiting inside you," the other man coaxed as he began thrusting the implement in and out of Duo's body, twisting it in a way that brought amazing sensation all along the walls of the braided man's passage as it moved.
"Ah!" Duo moaned out. "Shit!" The wooden tip struck that really nice spot inside again. "More... Zechs!"
"Yes, more," Zechs smirked and leaned down to take the braided student's cock into his mouth. Sucking lightly, he his bobbed his head in time with the delicious movements of the tool buried inside the tightening sheath. Duo yelled out his pleasure, feeling like he was going to explode at any moment. When Zechs' mouth left him, he gazed at the blond in agony, but his professor only smiled again.
"Stroke your cock for me, Duo," Zechs commanded in a tone that was nothing short of x-rated. "It's not completely yours unless you're involved in making it happen. Set yourself free."
Duo practically whimpered as his hand reached down and stroked over his length; he was so hard he hurt. He let his fingers glide over the shaft for a moment, liking the way Zechs' eyes followed his every move, but then he couldn't hold back anymore. His pace became a punishing one as he alternately thrust into his own hand and onto the tool manipulated by his teacher. His eyes locked onto Zechs', watching the other man enjoy what he was doing to him. The passion he saw as his teacher looked at him was incredible, and it pushed him towards climax as much as the implement and his own fingers sliding along the hot skin of his erection.
The braided student slammed his hips down almost violently, impaling himself on the unyielding wood as his cock shuddered on the down-stroke of his hand. Warm liquid suddenly poured out of the tiny slit to cover his fist, as he kept pumping frantically, intent upon emptying every bit of himself for Zechs' and his own pleasure. Duo closed his eyes and screamed in agonized ecstasy as he reached his peak, hips continuing to move as the implement touched that spot inside him over and over again, heightening the experience. It was the most amazing thing he'd ever felt.
Knowing eyes watched contentedly from where their owners lay on the floor, noting the beauty in the lines of Duo's body as it tensed, the melody of his voice as he cried out, and the intensity of his passion as it was released. There would be a lot of inspiration from this night to fuel their passions in weeks to come. Knowing eyes looked back at their respective partners as desire beckoned, and they returned to their own mediums, another project in the making as heated kisses and arousing touches were given and received.
Duo looked up at Zechs, still shaking in the aftermath of his orgasm. "That was just... I can't even... "
"Beautiful, was what it was, Duo," the professor said he positioned his cock at the waiting entrance, "but we're not done yet."
Duo gasped at the hardness rubbed against his most private place, and then lifted his hips in acceptance. The blond groaned and shifted, the tip of his erection sliding into the already relaxed opening. Duo moaned, turning his head slightly to move his braid from where it had gathered under his neck. His eyes took in the others in the room, once again perfecting their talents on each other in very satisfying ways. As Zechs seated himself inside Duo, the braided student was drawn back to his own bit of heaven unfolding. Thrusting hips, breathless shouts, and then a moment of stillness as Zechs pressed himself as close to Duo as he could get, his essence pumping into the braided man, as the teacher let his own desire be released. Duo couldn't hold back either.
The blond pulled out of him slowly, the feeling almost as incredible as the act they'd shared, then Zechs collapsed beside Duo, who was smiling lazily; his hand was painted with creamy wetness once again from where he'd joined the other man in completion. Zechs laughed. "I think you're going to enjoy this forum."
Duo snickered, rolling against the warm body of his professor – his colleague, his partner, his lover. "Yep."
Duo waited outside the lecture hall. His stomach fluttered a little at what he was about to do, but those in the forum had helped him to realize his own potential, and he wasn't as afraid to try new things as he had been before meeting them. He heard Zechs enter the room, greeting the students with his usual flair. The braided man grinned, listening intently for his cue. Taking a deep breath, he walked through the side door to the dais in front. His knowing eyes swept over the students, noting one in particular that might be good for the forum, before he turned to slip the short silky violet robe from his shoulders, revealing his nude form to the art class. His heart accelerated as murmurs of appreciation echoed through the room. Heero had said that it was thrilling, and the dark-haired man had been right.
"This is Duo. He will be our subject for the next couple of weeks. We'll start with the head, neck, and shoulders... "
Duo smiled in memory at his experience on the other end of this scenario – sitting in class, gaping at the beautiful men on display last semester. He'd had no idea what had been in store for him then, and as he peeked around at the student that had caught his eye, he thought about what the innocent-looking young man was missing out on without even knowing it. His eyes sought his professor – his lover – and Duo nodded towards the aisle seat, smirking in a way that Quatre had once said should be illegal. Zechs raised an eyebrow – 'Already picking out someone,' Duo could almost hear him asking – then wandered over to the young man in question.
"You have a talent for capturing the emotion of the subject," Duo heard Zechs say, and it was all he could do to keep from laughing with delight and excitement. "What's your name?"
"Omi, s-sir... I mean... Zechs," the young blue-eyed man stuttered out, his elfin face flushing beautifully.
Duo smirked; he could only imagine the passionate art this young man would learn to create with them. He just needed a working model to discover the artistic wonders already living inside him, yearning to break free.
Just like Duo had.
The End
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