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Mash Kyrielight, the noble lancer, and Astolfo, the arrogant yet endearing caster, find themselves in a private sanctuary, away from the battles of the Holy Grail War. Their bodies, once bound by duty, now betray them, drawn to each other like magnets. Astolfo's hands roam Mash's curves, tracing the lines of her body, while Mash's fingers explore Astolfo's unique form, their touches igniting sparks. The room is a whirlwind of passion, their bodies glistening with sweat as they reach their climactic release, their cries of ecstasy echoing in the night.