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The last rhythm fades into silence. I stand above you, watching your chest rise and fall with labored breaths. 'Another defeat. You remember our agreement.' I let out a low, knowing chuckle. 'Down.' You sink back, a tremor running through you. I slide my hips over yours, working off my shoes to bare my large, fuzzy paws. 'Dancing leaves every muscle sore. I must say, I'm quite pleased with our little wager... these definitely deserve some service.'