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 Care 'Package' [M], Dorien Spade
Abel Jensen
 Posted: Nov 21 2017, 07:25 PM
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September had arrived and Abel hadn't the slightest clue that the months had even changed. It had been a few days since his accident on plum street and every day since then had passed in a drugged up blur. Was this how Colt felt most of the time? Pain pills were the fucking shit! Tony's words about not drinking with the medications had been taken to heart and he'd been booze free since coming home. That part wasn't fun especially considering there wasn't a whole lot of anything that he could do so he was sober and bored out of his skull, which was basically a new level of hell for Abel. Whatever, he'd been making it work as well as anyone could have expected. Most of that time had been spent sleeping, another helpful hint from Tony, and he hoped it was helping the healing process because it wasn't doing anything good for his sanity.

Currently, he was passed out again. Splayed across the king size bed he had part of the sheets wrapped around his good leg; the opposite leg, decorated in a neon orange cast, was hanging off the bed at the knee. A pair of loose sweatpants was all he wore and his restless sleep had pulled them low enough that his dick was almost exposed but the bruise from crushing against the gas tank of the motorcycle was entire visible. The dark purple splotch spread over his lower abdomen and almost reached hip to hip. In comparison to the cast and bruise the rest of him wasn't nearly as bad. His chest and upper arms had been completely unscathed but from the elbow down a very mild case of road rash had scrapped and scratched tears into his skin.

If asked Abel would deny that it was anywhere near as bad as it looked, and that was probably true thanks to the drugs. Walking was a literal pain thanks to the bruise and the cast but the pair of crutches, that had been lazily dropped on the floor beside the bed, helped maneuvering some. The rest of the room's appearance made it obvious that he'd been spending a lot of time in there. Clothes and towels littered the floor and there were empty take out containers on the nightstand and dresser. Spirits had adjusted rather nicely to the constant company and had become a permanent fixture to Abel. Even though he was incoherent with an arm thrown over his face, the cat was curled comfortably against his side, her purring mixing with the low sound of Abel's breathing.


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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Nov 22 2017, 09:00 PM
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So Abel had been in an accident. Dor was a bit ... a bit what? Moody? That Colton had known first? But like whatever they were best friends. Mean they were best friends too but technically Colt had been his friend longer? Whatever. Why did that even matter? Anyway! The point was that Abel had been in an accident and it had taken a few days for news to reach Dorien.

Because Colt, what? Was told not to spread the word? Fucker.

Whatever.


His truck alone was loud enough to usually announce his arrival, but there was little that had announced his arrival besides that. Why? Because Dorien hadn't bothered to text his friend that he was coming over nor had he bothered to knock on the fucking door. Having a key to Abel's place, Dorien had just let himself in once he'd shut off his truck, gathered up the things he had brought with him, and locked it up- but only after Tyto had leapt out. Getting to the front door wasn't really an issue for him. He tucked the nearly seventy dollar whiskey under his arm and balanced a warm plate of goodies on the hand of that arm, working the key into the lock with his other hand. He swung the door open and stepped in after Tyto had darted in, kicking the door shut behind him as he flicked his sunglasses upward to the top of his head, "Hey dickweed," because best friends always start off with insults. Unless you're Colton. "Mom sent over a whole fucking plate of Struffoli, you fucking bitch." He walked down the hall as he spoke, wiggling his keys back onto his belt loop, "She doesn't make this for just anyone I hope you know. Not even for me." He wandered into the kitchen first after seeing the living room was empty. Tyto had sniffed around only briefly before walking over to the backdoor and sitting himself down patiently.

Well shit. Where the fuck was Abel? Had he been talking to an empty house the entire time? Slowly, carefully, Dor lowered the plate of treats to the kitchen counter as the whiskey was gripped with his free hand, arching his back as he leaned awkwardly to see out the back door. "The fuck are you...?" Once both items were safely onto the counter, he began his search for Abel, letting Tyto out into the back yard as he did so.

His search was fairly quick considering all he had to do was poke his head into rooms to see if Abel was there. When he wasn't, he moved on. Eventually his search came to an end at the master bedroom, and before he'd even fully leaned into the room a smirk graced Dorien's face. There Abel was. Laid out no doubt blitzed out of his fucking mind on pain medications. Would it be wrong to go over there and sexually harass him? . . . Not in the fucking least, because Abel would no doubt do it to him.

He crossed the room and, before he could so much as touch Abel, got a better look of the state of the room. It wasn't the first time he'd found a room looking like that when the inhabitant couldn't exactly move around easily. There had been more than once that he had cleaned up Colt's place- much to his dislike. So his ADD kicked in for several minutes and Dorien moved around the room cleaning up the empty food containers and anything else that was obviously trash- clothes were all tossed into the washer which was in the closet and then, only then, did he go back to where Abel was still sleeping soundly with Spirits on the bed.

The damage to his body was... freaking painful to look at. That bruise was crazy. But Abel was a little too tempting. If this had been anyone else Dorien would have kept his fucking hands to himself. But right now that was out of the question. Slowly, carefully, he leaned onto the bed with one knee and leaned over Abel, shooing Spirits away as he did so. The cat moved if only reluctantly from the warm space he'd occupied for god knew how long at this rate. Once the feline had relocated himself, Dorien bit his lower lip as he softly tugged Abel's sweatpants only a little lower- fuck, the base of his dick was already basically exposed. But pulling it down a little more exposed enough for Dor to teasingly lick, eyes focused on the other's face for a reaction. Hell he'd just basically cleaned the room up without the guy so much as snorting in his sleep- might as well see how much it would take to really wake him up.


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Abel Jensen
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Drugs were fucking amazing. Like to the point that they helped take a man who usually had an abundance of energy and knock him out with little effort. Abel was asleep so hard that he had missed all of the signs of Dorien's arrival: the truck, Tyto, and the movement of the man cleaning around him. Spirits had awoke long enough to watch Dorien clean but hadn't bothered to move, not minding the presence.

Clearly Abel wasn't stirring even with the activity going on, it had done little to phase his drugged state. The purring ball of warmth leaving his side and the shift of the bed to accommodate another body hadn't roused him either. If not for the gentle rise and fall of his chest in rhythm with his breathing he might have looked dead. That lick though? "Nnm-" His hips arching instinctively into the feeling.

It was enough to inspire a reaction but not enough to actually wake him up. As far as he knew this was just a really good dream, Lord knew it wouldn't have been the first 'M' dream he had ever had... wouldn't have been the first featuring Dorien either. His arm shifted lazily from covering his face to pet over one of the hands at his waist.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Nov 22 2017, 10:30 PM
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That hadn't woke him up?

Alright, game on then.

Biting his lip, Dor looked down again while supporting himself on his elbows and used both hands to carefully pull Abel's pants down further until his entire dick were exposed, smirking a little to himself afterwards. Seeing how long it would take Abel to realize what he was feeling was real and not just some amazing fucking dream. Since his first attempt at waking Abel hadn't done anything, Dor decided to carefully lay his weight between the other's legs. This meant very carefully moving his injured leg, just a bit, and then shifting his other leg up slightly.

He looked upwards, keeping his gaze set on Abel's face constantly for any reaction. He wanted to be looking Abel in the eyes when he finally realized what was up. Without further hesitation he made himself comfortable, knees on the floor, and began to caress Abel's dick. He began to stroke it gently, slowly, then leaned in and licked the length of it before teasingly sucking the head, all while keeping his eyes up. His free hand very softly brushed over the other's torso, skipping over the worst of the brusie and moving up to stroke his bare chest.

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Nov 22 2017, 11:43 PM
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Abel wasn't comatose, but he'd had vivid fucking (pun intended) dreams before and with the absence of indicators that Dor had been coming over he had every reason to think this was a fantasy. Okay, so fuck maybe absence of wasn't right but he'd missed all the give aways of company arriving and it'd been days since he'd had a proper fuck so it fit fantasy pretty fucking well. Mean, yeah... fucking Dor was a pretty regular occurrence but still, that shit was god damn good!

His pants coming down didn't bother him, they were basically down already anyway. There was a bit of a shift when his legs were moved but that wasn't what got him. The stroking was nice, it was enough to start pulling him from unconsciousness and when Dor licked the entirety of his length he moaned loudly, eyes fluttering open to meet that bright blue stare. A smirk curved his lips. "Suck it, Giedon." The words were moaned out. Fucking hell the guy looked good on his knees. Fingers twisted roughly into the man's soft black hair as his hips rocked forward slightly.

This was the absolute best way to wake up, the drugs were still in effect too so that was just the icing on the cake. His accident might have stopped his habit of drinking but there was no way in hell that he was giving up sex too. It probably wasn't the best for his bruise but it'd be so worth it.
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Dorien Spade
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Gideon? Seriously.

Seriously

Dorien had smirked and bobbed down into a deep throat of which he promptly choked on in a very unprofessional manner- and yeah, considering he used to do porn for a fucking living there was a professional way to choke down a cockmeat sandwich. But thankfully the gag wasn't, you know, too out of the ordinary considering the person on the receiving end totally wouldn't know if he had meant to do it or not or whatever. But He knew, and he knew how unprofessional it had been, but that's all besides the point because Abel had just called him Gideon and fucking hell had it caught him off guard.

Well fuck.

Clearly the cat was out of the bag- was he really surprised? Was he surprised at all that Abel had come across him in porn? Well had Abel came across him in porn or was this something he'd found out by word of mouth? No... maybe? Probably both, at some point, regardless of which had come first. Well shit.

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Still hearing Abel groan out his show-name wasn't all that bad. It was kind of a turn on to hear it after so long, but coming form Abel? Probably some bonus points right there.

Fuck it.

He'd go with it.

Despite that one, uh, choke up, Dorien did what he was told and fucking enjoyed it. The fingers curling into his hair and the tone of voice, even if in a medicated haze, showed just the right amount of commanding need that he responded to in ten fold by shifting closer and really working that mouth of his. Both hands moved to Abel's hips and held firmly at the sides but avoid applying a gripping pressure. He wasn't exactly savvy on all of Abel's injuries and wanted to avoid ruining the fun by squeezing in the wrong place.

He fully intended to make Abel reach that blissful climax and hopefully blow his fucking medicated mind. Having gone the route of medicated highs himself more than once in his life (a thing he avoided now), Dorien knew there was nothing fucking better than hitting that sweet spot while your mind was lost in a swirl.

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Nov 23 2017, 01:08 AM
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Abel was far too blitzed to remember if Dorien had known that he knew about his time as a porn star. It didn't matter anyway because he fuckin knew it now. Honestly, he'd known about it for a few years now and it just hadn't come out yet but... screw it, he was high so now was the perfect time. Whether the name had been the cause of the choke or not he didn't care, he just knew he liked it... Mean, who didn't love a nice sloppy, gagging, blowie? Anyone who said they didn't were lying assholes. Add that to having a legit fucking porn star being the one doing the sucking? He'd have to be crazy not to enjoy it.

Dorien was usually the one who played the dom role between them but when the opportunity arose to switch positions Abel had no issues with it. The two had a long standing physical relationship, as easy as it was for him to command Dorien the guy did not need further direction and knew exactly what he liked. "Fuuuuuck" The last few days of not fucking had been torturous compared to this and the way his body was readily responding to all of Dorien's touches were a clear testament to that. "Make me cum for you, Gideon." Pfft, not like he needed to be told. He expressed a loud moan and arched his body. Head back, hips up, he thrust deeper into Dor's mouth.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Nov 23 2017, 10:49 AM
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Regardless of having a full mouth at the time, Dor made an approving sound as Abel thrust into his mouth. When the other's hips came up, he slid his left arm beneath Abel's ass and used it to keep his hips tilted forward. Abel could thrust all he wanted, but it would provide a shorter pivot for him. Or something like that.

Abel knew he fucking liked a verbal partner, and being commanded on what to do was totally doing it for him. His free hand traveled up Abel's side, back down again, and gripped the base of his shaft as Dorien fell into a rhythm of showing off his skills. Pleasing Abel, making him feel good on a level besides what the medication was doing was his only priority right then. Fuck he'd came over here to check on the guy and give him company and that is exactly what he was doing.

There was no shortage of sounds to pair with his actions- sloppy, noisy blowjobs? Fuck yes. By this point the shock of being called Gideon was gone, they could have that discussion later. He deep throated, blue eyes flicking back to meet the brown ones, a devious glint in place of a smirk.

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Nov 23 2017, 11:46 AM
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This wasn't the first time he'd been medicated into a state of being high. Pfft, this was no where near being his first hospital worthy visit but it had been a while since the last and aside from the occasional blunt hit he didn't really do drugs. Booze was more his style and he'd abstained from that the past few days too. Fuck it, the pain pills were enough to give an extra edge to his perception and that was really all drinking did, right? Whatever... fuck, Dorien didn't really need the help anyway, but it was still nice.

Fantasy nice. By now he was mostly sure this wasn't just a dream but even if it was, so fuckin what? As he thrust upward one of Dor's arms slipped beneath him to provide better leverage and he took full advantage of it. When his entire erection was taken into the man's mouth his grip on Dor's hair tightened and he held him there for a few extra seconds. Letting go, he combed his fingers through the other's hair and rested his hand on the back of Dor's head. After allowing a moment for recovery, he bucked his hips again. "Faster." He ordered, voice husky with desire. That dry spell was making him extra appreciative of the attention and he was... "...close," the word a hushed moan "'m gonna cum."
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Nov 24 2017, 11:14 PM
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It was rude to talk with your mouth full, so Dorien didn't. He felt the grip tighten on his hair first but that thrust into his mouth was not missed. Both were equally enjoyed. There was a necessary roughness to it he couldn't quite get anywhere else. Mean. He could but not from anyone else who wasn't Abel. He could be pretty honest that Abel was hands down his favorite booty call. When held in place for those few extra seconds he allowed his throat to constrict and held it, his gag reflex pretty fucking honed after the time he'd spent sucking dick. What? He was good at it, no shame. Or was it just he had no shame in general? When Abel's hips fell back again he came up with a gasp, taking the brief recovery time for what it was- only a second or so of rest. The hand on the back of his head was lifted up and down as his head bobbed, this time quicker at the husky command.

His own jeans had grown fairly uncomfortable by this point but he was able to somewhat fi this by spreading his knees further apart by a few inches. As much as he wanted to plow his friend, he didn't think Abel was physically up for it. Or figured that even if Abel felt he was physically capable, that his doctors might have something else to say when it came to all that extensive bruising. Fuck, like, did he have a broken rib or anything? He didn't want to aggravate it if so. But we don't always get what we want. Now was probably one of those times, and he was entirely alright with this. With his partner so close, Dor knew he wasn't about to fail in making Abel feel good. When that sweet, salty climax did arrive, he was prepared enough not to be taken by surprise. He'd swallow, so long as Abel didn't pull his head back and give him a facial instead. He wasn't against getting said facial but he was also wearing a shirt he really loved and wanted to avoid getting any stains on it. .. . . Plus if you miss any people know what's up.

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Nov 26 2017, 09:56 PM
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Abel could have said he didn't have a favorite fuck buddy, it wouldn't have been true but… was that really the point? Yeah… probably. He liked fucking Dorien but he had a past with the guy, a rapport that went beyond the bedroom. Not like he had to trust everyone that he fucked but he did have a trust with the guy that enabled them to be… creative when it came to sex and that was really fuckin' good. Can't really blame him there, mean, they had like ten years of screwing behind them which meant that they knew what each other liked and Dor could be trusted to not break Abel's attachment rule. No feelings, it was just sex and hanging out and they could fuck other people, or fuck people together or… whatever the fuck they wanted to do because there weren't any fuckin' strings. It worked best for Abel. So, yeah, Dorien was his favorite lay for reasons other than him being fine as hell and amazing in the sack, though those things were great too, obviously.

His hand bobbed in motion with Dor's head for a few extra moments until he felt himself climax, his fingers twisting sharply into the man's hair and forcing his head back in the same instance. He couldn't resist the perfect moment to give the other a facial, it added a certain thrill to the ecstasy. After the sensation had come and gone his hand fell to the bed and he breathed a heavy, relaxed, sigh. "That was a hell of a wake-up." He smirked at the other, shamelessly eyeing him. "…now get outta those pants n' fuck me." Never mind the bruise, he'd deal with the pain and probably enjoy it on some levels, he just wanted some dick… nothin' wrong with that.
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Dorien Spade
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Gah! Well it was a good thing he didn't have anything against getting a facial, because feeling those fingers twist into his hair and pull his head back was a good split second indicator of what was to come. The hot, sticky, bodily fluid spattered his face and there was literally nothing he could have done to prevent it- if he had wanted to. Although now, one eye squeezed shut and a smirk on his face, Dor was faced with a new decision to be made. Keep it in his pants, or give in and screw Abel senseless- which wasn't going to be hard considering the guy was medicated up.

First things first, though. He needed to clean his face. "I don't know if you deserve a fucking after that," He teased, swiping his knuckle across his right eyelid. His hand was brushed on the blanket and then gripped it, bringing it to wipe his face as he sat back on one knee, other foot planted on the floor. He smirked at Abel around the blanket, covering half his face, "Besides you look a little beat up, I think your doctor wouldn't agree that dick is the best thing for you right now." The blanket was tossed down and a finger tapped the air above it, pointing down, "That favor will be repaid, however." He playfully, quickly as he thought he could do it without hurting Abel, jerked the pillow from under the other. "Heads up gorgeous."

As long as there were no complaints, Dorien stuffed the pillow behind Abel's head and pushed the other's wrists upwards as he climbed fully onto the bed, straddling his friend as he did so. A trail of kisses worked upwards slowly from Abel's navel to his neck, Dor squeezing his wrists softly. He knew Abel didn't like to be pinned down but was pretty fucking aware of the moments that fell into 'Okay' and 'Not okay' and 'Very okay' to be holding the guy down. Pssshhhh. That's what safe words were for. And motions, since Abel was about to have his fucking mouth full.

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Abel Jensen
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Fuckin' hell. That was exactly why Dor was his favorite screw because even after a surprise facial the guy still put on a smirk. That devious grin looked all too good on him too. He enjoyed the image a moment longer, eager for the prospect of what was to come because he and Dorien had a habit of not telling each other "no" where sex was concerned and he had gone days without it. He found out he'd have to wait longer as the other wiped Abel's mess from his face and onto the blanket. "I don't know if you deserve a fucking after that." Not like he had any fucking right to be upset after a blow job like that, but… damn, he wanted that dick. "You loved it." He contested with a smirk as Dor finished wiping his face. The blanket was an afterthought, it would be washed later.

"Besides you look a little beat up, I think your doctor wouldn't agree that dick is the best thing for you right now." Ugh. Thanks for the reminder that he looked like shit. His brows pinched together in distaste, dick was always the best thing… especially if Dor was the one giving it, but he didn't have time to say that. "That favor will be repaid, however." Well, looks like he'd be getting that D after all. The pillow he'd been leaning on was playfully ripped from under him and he suppressed a wince, he'd be damned if he was going to let Dorien be right about him being 'beat up'.

He shifted to recline on his elbows at the command of 'heads up', only to have his arms captured and pinned above his head. Normally he didn't like being pinned, but the other knew his limits and distracting him with kisses was a nice little bonus. With Dor straddling him, he gave a little wiggle and smirked at the man. "You gonna lemme choke on that cock now?" His forwardness had no filter, not like he needed one with Dor though.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Dec 8 2017, 10:27 PM
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"You gonna lemme choke on that cock now?" "Oh," Dor smiled broadly and leaned up just enough to undo his belt with one hand, excitement in the edge of his voice. He'd had so much practice getting his belt off it was unreal. He could have done it blindfolded and with a winter glove on at this rate. As he spoke, he worked his cock from his pants- obviously commando today- and stroked it as he scooted forward, tapping the head softly against Abel's lower lip. "I'm going to make you choke on this cock." No further warning was given. Dorien had moved his hand to squeeze Abel's jaw open and thrust his hips forward all in the same second.

He expressed his pleasure with a throaty groan, dropping his hand to hold his weight beside Abel's head, allowing Abel only one free hand. There was no time for Abel to get his barrings- Dorien was unrelenting for several moments. He leaned forward, staring down as he thrust down, deep, and held it until he felt Abel begin to choke. Fucking hell he would make good on that promise. Abel was going to choke for a solid ten seconds before Dor pulled his hips back, reaching down to pet his partner's cheek, thumbing his lower lip, smirk on his own face.

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Dec 13 2017, 07:43 PM
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Abel hadn't gone so long without sex since… he'd started having sex. He'd like to have said it was worth it to give his body proper time to heal but from the accident but from the moment Dor started sucking him off, the only thing that had in mind was just how good everything he'd been missing was. Don't get him wrong, hanging out with Spirits and Tony was cool but… nothing could beat a good orgasm, right?

He'd already had one of those and a perfectly messy finish, but fuck if Dor's words weren't enough to get him riled up again. "I'm going to make you choke on this cock." Damn he loved when Dorien took control like that and would have said so if not for the man's grip opening his jaw and then having his mouth filled. And choke he did, loudly and unabashed as he wrapped his lips around Dor's dick.

His free hand went immediately to press against the other's abs, nails sinking into the muscles as his throat constricted and he gagged but he didn't push away. Nah, even when his eyes started to water he didn't struggle, instead, his tongue slipped out just enough to caress over his partner's balls in a teasing fashion. There was just something about a sloppy, degrading, blowjob that he loved and he was going to make damn sure Dorien enjoyed it just as much as he was. Finally, when the guy pulled back enough to allow him air he inhaled quickly but a second later he had moved his hand to Dor's waist and pulled him back in for a few more deep throating seconds before pulling back and starting to bob his mouth up and down on the guy's cock. Staring up at him all the while.
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