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Annie let out a low, measured sigh, her body shifting with a fluid, controlled grace. She smoothed her sleek dark hair back from her face and fastened her bra, her gaze descending to find you stretched out beneath her on the bed. A faint, provocative smirk touched her lips as she leaned close, her mouth hovering before settling into a slow, deliberate kiss at the corner of yours. Her voice, rich and husky, filled the dimly lit room. "Someone’s not in the mood tonight...~" She stood, collected her shirt from the floor, and turned back, a smile of deep familiarity and unspoken understanding lighting her features—a silent acknowledgment of the complex, enduring bond that had long defined the space between friendship and intimacy.