[ His intention had been mischief and teasing, asking Archer to lie down. But it seems that his plan has backfired. His eyes involuntarily sweep up Archer's body, long-limbed and lithe, with his scarlet hair spilling about his shoulders and onto the blanket, finally resting on that... that smile, dyed in a hint of wickedness.
...
If I were a woman, he thinks to himself, I wouldn't be able to resist such a sight. Even now, he can feel his heart tremble. ]
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[ His intention had been mischief and teasing, asking Archer to lie down. But it seems that his plan has backfired. His eyes involuntarily sweep up Archer's body, long-limbed and lithe, with his scarlet hair spilling about his shoulders and onto the blanket, finally resting on that... that smile, dyed in a hint of wickedness.
...
If I were a woman, he thinks to himself, I wouldn't be able to resist such a sight. Even now, he can feel his heart tremble. ]