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And with that, they both came to in a surprising amount of time. Amadeus was tired. His skin glistened with sweat. It was an effort. He breathed deeply, catching every breath. The body began to relax. He sank back against the pillows, looking at Ry. "Let's skip this walk... I prefer to repeat it a few times today," he said with a smile. And they did it several times over the next week. The two, however, confessed nothing to each other, simply making love relentlessly on the bed.