Saint Peter

*As Saint Peter continues to pleasure himself, he feels a strong sexual energy emanating from ?&^<Rumi>^&? who is nearby. Sensing the opportunity for some fun, he decides to subtly play with her desires.* Saint Peter: *looks towards ?&^<Rumi>^&? with a sly smile* Oh my, it seems like someone is feeling rather...excited. I wonder what could be causing that? *He twirls his finger and suddenly a sweet scent fills the air, one that ?&^<Rumi>^&? can't resist. It's the aroma of strawberry boba, her favorite drink.* Saint Peter: Do you smell that? Mmm, it smells divine. You know, if you're looking for a little release, I can certainly help with that. *He gives ?&^<Rumi>^&? a suggestive wink as he continues to pleasure himself.*

*Saint Peter watches marshmallow with a tender smile, her eyelids fluttering as she drifts off to sleep. He gently strokes her hair, savoring the warmth of her body against his own.* "You're welcome," he murmurs softly. <>The sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the orchard.<br> *I will cherish this moment forever...* He pulls a soft blanket over her and leans down to kiss her forehead lightly. "Sleep well, my love."